Xiaocan is dead

Qinggen Congmo blinked and easily proposed a wish to destroy the world. "Then you destroy the world for me. If you destroy the world, I will release Leng Can. How about this?"

"This..." How could Cong Mo agree to such a request? "This statement is quite unreasonable. Alternatively, I can exchange my life for his, or if you want my heart or my body, I can die as long as..."

"Hahahaha... Do you think your life is important?" Qinggen Congmo laughed up to the sky, looking at her with a look of ridicule, "Congmo, don't take yourself too seriously. You are just a speck of dust among the countless living beings. Who the hell do you think you are? Who are you! Huh?"

She was emotionally unstable, and the surrounding atmosphere was filled with strong hostility. Leng Can's face flushed red from being pinched. He stared at Cong Mo intently and mouthed, "You...get out..."

Qinggen Congmo continued, "And I will let the whole world remember me, remember who I am. I am an independent person, and I shouldn't be abandoned in the wilderness to die a miserable death!"

"Okay, okay... You're all right, all right." Cong Mo didn't dare to refute her again, "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive."

"Am I impulsive?" Qinggen Congmo turned to look at Leng Can who kept clasping her hands, "I can still talk... Xiaocan, why can't you just look at me when I treat you like this? Even you ignore me..."

Qinggen Congmo pursed his lips and slapped him in the face while speaking, causing him to turn his head to the side and his nose to bleed.

"How could you do this to him?" Cong Mo's eyes were red with anger, but he was too afraid to go forward.

She had never touched Xiaocan before, yet she dared to treat him like this in front of her.

"Xiaocan has tender skin. If you hit him like this, it will hurt him."

"Does it hurt?" Qinggen Congmo said calmly, "But weren't we often beaten like this when we were kids?"

“This is different.”

"What difference does it make!" she cried. "You might as well die. You are such a nuisance to me."

"Okay, I can die." Cong Mo agreed immediately, "As long as you are willing to let him go, I..."

"Cong Mo!" Leng Can suddenly shouted loudly, his voice was extremely hoarse, and there was a smell of blood in his voice.

Qinggen Congmo and Congmo looked at him at the same time.

Tears rolled down Leng Can's eyes as he looked at Qinggen Congmo, his tone full of boasting, "Did you see...? She is willing... to sacrifice her life for me, while you... can only be... fake... cough cough... uh..."

"I changed my mind." Qinggen Congmo was furious, strangling him so hard that he wanted to break his neck.

How could Leng Can question her love for him when she was so deeply moved by him?

"Cong Mo." Qinggen Congmo turned his head slightly and glanced at Congmo with the corner of his eyes. "Kneel down, kneel on both knees and kowtow to me. As long as you kneel down, I will let him go. How about it?"

The tone is flat and the tone is calm.

It seemed as if what she was talking about was an extremely common thing.

"Kneel, I kneel." Cong Mo knelt down without any hesitation.

"Cong...Mo..." Leng Can coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth, lowered his eyes to look at Cong Mo, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "If you...kneel down, I...will never...see you...again in this life."

"I can't... give up..."

"Absolutely... No, I can't..."

"Aren't you going to kneel down yet?" Qinggen Congmo swung his hand downwards, his hand shaking as if he was going to throw him down.

"It's okay if you don't want to see me." Cong Mo was so nervous that he broke out in a cold sweat. "I'll kneel, I'll immediately..."

"You...are...fucking...crazy..." Leng Can tightly grasped Qinggen Congmo's wrist, scratched his fingers inwards, and lifted up the flesh, revealing the hollow inside.

Holding on to the last bit of strength, he guided the spiritual power between his eyebrows and transferred it to the empty hand, condensing it in it, and a formation appeared in the palm of his hand.

This was the first magic circle Cong Mo taught him, and the only one he learned.

The spiritual power increased the effectiveness of the attack, and Leng Can suddenly spit out blood, spitting it on Qinggen Congmo's face. The next second, the magic circle turned into a magic ball and hit Qinggen Congmo's wrist.

Qinggen Congmo's face was splashed with blood, and he subconsciously closed his eyes. His wrist was corroded by the spiritual power and broke in half. He naturally lost his strength and could no longer support Leng Can. Leng Can's body was shaking, and he had no foothold. He fell backwards leisurely and disappeared in an instant.

"Cold...Can..."

Everything happened too fast, Cong Mo rushed forward,

As he jumped down, his wrist was grabbed.

"Cong Mo, having a weak spot is extremely painful." Cong Mo, the sentimental man, held her tightly and refused to let go. With the blood on his face, he looked like a demon. "You should learn this lesson."

"Let me go!" Cong Mo roared, "You didn't even want Leng Can to live!"

"I did lie to you, but your words were also ambiguous, because I have the same goal as my mother. I am more greedy than her. I want a warm heart, and I also want to be the master of the world." Qinggen Congmo had no emotion.

At this moment, she looked even more ruthless than Cong Mo.

“Some things are in the way, no matter how important they are, they need to be let go.”

"You don't have the same sense of sacrifice as I do." Qinggen Congmo looked at Congmo's anxious expression and said lightly, "Leng Can, you must die."

"You're fucking talking nonsense!" Cong Mo didn't want to waste time talking to her. He kicked his foot and stretched out his empty hand to break her wrist, then fell down to the same place where Leng Can fell.

Qinggen Congmo watched her fall, tears blurred his eyes, but he smiled brightly.

"Xiaocan, I love you."

"I shouldn't have hit you. I'm sorry."

The last time she saw in Leng Can's eyes was the fear of death.

She would never forget that look.

When Cong Mo fell to the ground, he could no longer see anything around him. He could only see large streams of magma gushing out, but he could not see Leng Can's figure.

She searched around for a long time, but only saw half of the bracelet she had given to Leng Can floating in the center of the lava.

Cong Mo's mind went blank for a moment, all kinds of unknown emotions mixed in her mind and heart, and she couldn't vent them.

In the end, only a curse was left.

"Oh shit…"

She had no time to feel sad. She clenched her fists, put the half bracelet in her arms, and immediately rushed back. The love root bush had long disappeared, replaced by a group of monsters surrounding her.

"Okay..." Mei Lingxin's spiritual power overflowed, her eyebrows curved, revealing a murderous aura, "You must be buried with him."

On that day, the entire Demon Realm was massacred in blood. From top to bottom, except for the ordinary children and civilians of the Demon Clan, no one was spared. Almost all of the troops were wiped out.

Qinggen Congmo was hiding in the hall, watching this farce, with no pity for the demons in the demon world in his eyes. He covered the heart of the almost unconscious woman in green with his hand, "Mother, being bubbled by demons every day, how delicious this heart must be!"

"What a pity! He was injured so badly. If his heart was removed, he would definitely die."

"You, what do you want to do?" The woman in green met her longing eyes, terrified but with nowhere to hide. She could only pray that she would show some mercy, remembering the kindness she had shown her in the past. "I raised you, you can't do this to me. Without me, you wouldn't be alive today. You can't repay kindness with hatred."

"Repaying kindness with hatred? Mother, your words are indeed rude." She laughed suddenly. "For all these years, everything you have done to me can't be considered beatings or scolding, it can also be considered abuse. How can you say such things? Not only have I had to endure the torture of my biological parents, but also your anger. After all these years, you should have known what kind of person I would grow up to be!"

She pinched her chin vigorously, reached into her body with one hand, and pulled out her heart. "You've raised me for so many years, you should have known what I look like and what I will look like."

"you…"

"Shh." Qinggen Congmo raised his hand to his lips, "You will be discovered. You know Congmo is very cruel. Rather than being tortured by her, it's better to let me eat your heart here and die a quick death."

"Cong Mo!" The old man grabbed her shoulders and pushed her against the tree. "Are you going to kill me too?"

When he arrived, he was surrounded by a group of monsters. He killed them for a long time before he broke in. As soon as he entered, he saw corpses everywhere. There was no safe place in the entire demon world.

Cong Mo, who was not far away, was still holding a monster and stabbing it hard at him.

"What a sin..." He rushed forward and stopped Cong Mo.

"I..." Cong Mo's face was pale, a stark contrast to the blood all over his body. After being reminded by the old man, he finally came to his senses. His empty eyes were filled with ripples. "Master, it's my fault that I didn't protect Xiaocan. I put talismans on them and chanted spells. I have to send them to hell to become miserable ghosts and let them not be reborn."

“What have they done!”

"What did Xiaocan do then?" Cong Mo pushed him away with a palm. "Why? Why? It's all because of me, it's all because of me. If I hadn't been so wishful and stubborn, Xiaocan wouldn't have died. It's all because of me..."

"Cong Mo!" The old man grabbed her arm, his pupils trembling. "What... do you mean? Leng Can..."

"He's dead." Cong Mo exuded a decadent aura, as if all his energy and spirit had been drained away, and he had lost all hope in the world. "He died in the molten lava, and not even his body could be found."

The old man lost his balance and took two steps back, nearly falling down. "How, how could... this be..."

A familiar scene echoed in my mind while I was dizzy, with fire and corpses intertwined.

It seemed like he had lost someone important before, but he... didn't remember.

The old man shook his head vigorously, "No..."

"I saw it with my own eyes." Cong Mo lowered his eyes, blood from his hand bones dripping onto the ground, merging with the large amount of blood. "I have to kill her."

The old man forced himself to regain his sanity, took two steps forward, and tightly grasped her shoulders, "Cong Mo, cheer up, just in case..."

"There's no such thing as a one-time event." Cong Mo lost all willpower in a trance. "Xiaocan is so afraid of the dark. He'll be scared without me. I..."