The devil is below, I am the master

Chapter 77

When Wen Ran woke up, the room was already dark.

The original strands of sandalwood have disappeared, replaced by some kind of pleasant floral fragrance.

He suddenly realized that he had slept for so long.

The last memory before closing his eyes was that he asked Lianhua about Uzuki, and then Lianhua covered his eyes with his palms, and soon, his eyelids became very heavy, and finally fell on the bed.

Wen Ran hurriedly got out of bed, someone put a stack of clean clothes on the small stool beside the bed, so he grabbed the clothes and put them on quickly.

When he was halfway through, he happened to catch a glimpse of the bronze mirror in the corner of the room.

When he thought of something, he leaned in front of the mirror.

Turning around and looking, at this time his back has been tattooed with a large tattoo by Lianhua——

That is the pattern of red lotus.

Wen Ran couldn't help but gasped.

He remembered what Lianhua said before.

What does this pattern mean...?Means to dominate and be dominated.

And those strange corpses in the warehouse, Wen Ran only felt that Lianhua was a complete lunatic.

It seems the most gentle and harmless, but every time it is done is an earth-shattering event.

The situation in Uzuki must be very bad now, and Bai Zhe didn't know if it was going well and safe, so Wen Ran started spinning around the room after getting dressed.

He had to find a way to get out, how many people were guarding outside?

Thinking in this way, Wen Ran moved to the door, reaching out her hand to find out the truth.

Unexpectedly, the door was pulled open just like that.

Wen Ran opened her mouth wide in surprise, she couldn't believe that Lianhua's side wasn't locked?

But thinking about it, maybe Lianhua didn't take such a little fairy like him seriously?

There is no need to fortify at all.

Since the other party didn't lock it, Wen Ran took advantage of the opportunity to open the door and go out to have a look.

In fact, he wanted to sneak out to find Uzuki's whereabouts.

It was very quiet in the corridor.

Unfortunately, within a few steps, Wen Ran bumped into an acquaintance—Witch Snake.

Witch Snake stared at him with great interest, until Wen Ran was taken aback.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Wen Ran supported the position of the door frame, feeling a little afraid of him.

Witch Snake had previously pretended to be a student named "Wu Fan" and was flying around in Wenhan Academy. Whenever Wen Ran saw him, she seemed to be able to read some amusement from his eyes.

"The lord stamped your back?" Witch Snake asked suddenly.

Wen Ran was shocked, not knowing how the other party knew, so she didn't answer.

Witch Snake said clearly: "It's best not to let Ranyi know. Unless you want her to skin you alive."

"..." Wen Ran had an impression of this dyed clothes.

He was trapped in the fairy court before, and the masked woman who lynched him should be her.

Wen Ran recalled the madness of dyeing clothes that day, and couldn't help asking: "Why?"

Witch Snake smiled and replied, "You really don't know?"

Saying that, Witch Snake's gaze faltered on Wen Ran's face.

Wen Ran touched his cheek subconsciously, thinking of what Ranyi said to him in Xianlian Court that day, he seemed to understand a little bit.

"Anyway, it's better to avoid her." Witch Snake didn't want to say more, and simply ended the topic.

"Then do you know where Uzuki is?" Wen Ran vaguely felt that this witch snake looked a little safer than Ranyi and Lianhua.

The Witch Snake pointed to him in a seemingly random direction: "Go down the stairs at the end of the corridor and go straight to the dungeon. If you want to see it, go and see it."

Wen Ran wondered why the other party was so happy.

"But if you really go in, maybe you will... be disillusioned? In my opinion, it's better not to go in, anyway, it won't change anything."

After hearing the words of Witch Snake, Wen Ran felt that he had more reason to go in.

One of the goals of his and Bai Zhe's trip was to bring Maoyue back, so how could they stop here.

Witch Snake didn't do anything to stop him, Wen Ran took one last look at him before walking alone in the direction that Witch Snake pointed just now.

……

dungeon.

The dungeon in the demon world was even colder than Wen Ran imagined.

Maybe it's because of the fear of the unknown.

Wen Ran walked down the stairs leading to the depths of the dungeon alone, without any guards on the way.

For a while, he wondered if the snake witch had lied to him.

It wasn't until he smelled a familiar smell of blood that he was finally sure that this place should be similar to the Immortal Court in the Immortal World.

The deeper you go, the more flustered Wen Ran becomes.

Even the steps are getting slower and slower.

On the originally silent dungeon path, there were only dim candlelight and his light footsteps.

He suddenly became afraid.

Maybe the Witch Snake is right... it's better not to go in.

But soon Wen Ran shook his head, he realized that his thought just now was wrong.In any case, he should see Uzuki with his own eyes.

The voice in my heart became more and more firm.

There is such a voice that keeps ringing in my heart——

Wen Ran, you should go see Uzuki.

You must find him.

take him home.

While walking, Wen Ran's eye sockets suddenly became warm, and tears welled up involuntarily.

Take him home...?

But there is still a home in Uzuki.

The Dark Moon Palace, which he was so proud of, had already been turned into a piece of wreckage.

Tears blurred his vision.

Until a silver figure appeared in his sight, he couldn't confirm whether it was the person he had been looking for.

Or, dare not confirm?

Wen Ran trembled and raised her eyes following the blood that had turned into a purple-red stain on the ground.

The silvery white in memory, once so cold and proud, has now been stained with black patches.

Mixed with mottled blood.

Wen Ran quietly stared at Uzuki in front of him, all the words that had been brewing for a long time were stuck in his mouth, and he couldn't say anything, only the turbulence that was forced down in his chest remained.

Half an hour passed.

A slightly hoarse voice finally broke the silence.

"……You came."

The extremely simple three words completely penetrated the line of defense in Wen Ran's heart.

His heart began to howl: why?Why are you still so calm?you--

Uzuki didn't get annoyed without waiting for Wen Ran's reply, but suddenly said again: "Are you disappointed?"

Wen Ran wiped away the tears on her face, and tried to raise her head to talk to him: "Why are you disappointed?"

"...I can't see anymore." Uzuki's voice was as calm as stagnant water.

Wen Ran chose to walk towards him.

"Did Lianhua do it...?" Wen Ran wanted to caress the corners of the opponent's eyes, but looking at the two hideous wounds, he didn't even have the courage to touch them.

Uzuki's eyes were pierced by something sharp, and now his eyes are closed tightly, covered with bloodstains, looking a little scary.

"It doesn't matter who did it." Uzuki remained calm.

"Wen Ran, I don't want you to come."

"My current appearance... should be ugly." Speaking of this, Uzuki's face showed a rare bit of embarrassment and embarrassment.

People in the world say that "the heights are too cold", the higher you stand, the harder you will fall if you fall from the clouds one day.

Since then, there has never been a master of the Dark Moon Palace who has stood up to Yan Fei of the Divine Fire Palace.

There are no more cold and beautiful eyes like the crescent moon hanging high in the night sky.

"You go. Stay away from me." Uzuki said.

However, Wen Ran was still standing in the same place "indifferently".

He stared blankly at Uzuki in front of him, unwilling to leave or refute.

Just because many strange but familiar pictures suddenly appeared in his mind.

At that moment, for some reason, he seemed to see the tall and majestic main hall of Dark Moon Palace.

I saw the silver-white figure standing proudly among the jade hibiscus bushes under the bright moonlight.

I saw the silver figure holding... a small self.

……

A gust of wind blew through the dungeon.

Blows out the only two remaining candles nearby.

The scene in sight quickly turned into darkness.

Wen Ran suddenly knelt down.

Uzuki, whose body was unable to move easily due to lack of strength, felt his chest hit someone lightly.

The opponent's hairy head rested on his chest.

Uzuki also froze, not knowing what to say, and not daring to move.

Time seemed to have stopped for each other.

Until Wen Ran's voice hugging him finally sounded——

"Even if you change your appearance."

"But no matter what, you will always be the most beautiful moon in my heart."

The palms that had been struggling to support the ground immediately curled up and turned into fists almost instantly. Uzuki felt his whole body tremble at that moment when he heard these words.

……

Darkmoon Palace many years ago.

One afternoon, Uzuki was writing in his room.

Very boring and monotonous practice.

But if one wants to become the master of the fairy world who commands three mountains, one sea and five places, this is a process that must be experienced.

However, the originally boring afternoon became a little different because of the arrival of a little man.

Dark Moon Palace also became a little noisy because of this.

"Brother Uzuki!"

The child's clear voice was particularly eye-catching, and even Uzuki, who was writing quietly, raised his head.

He Ming, who was guarding the door, immediately touched the little man's forehead.

"What are you doing here again? Wouldn't it be nice to stay in Yuelao Pavilion?" He Ming asked rather displeased with Geology.

After finally leaving the Dark Moon Palace, he still ran here every three days.

"You go out first." Uzuki in the room heard Heming's voice, and said to him.

Heming heard that, even though he was very depressed, he could not disobey the Lord's order, so he could only give Xiao Wenran a hard look, and then walked away.

With no obstacles, Xiao Wenran happily ran towards the house.

One hand was still behind the back, hiding something.

"Brother Maoyue, are you practicing calligraphy again?" Xiao Wenran, who was not tall, stared eagerly at the scrolls of calligraphy on the table.

Uzuki's handwriting is thin and cold, just like his personality.

Looking up at him, Uzuki continued to lower his head to write.

"What are you doing again?" he asked.

"I..." Xiao Wenran happily took out something from behind, "I'm here to give you the Luna Flower!"

There was a hint of surprise in Uzuki's eyes.

Luna flowers are high in the clouds and are not easy to pick.

Uzuki looked at the short man of the opponent.

What's more, the one who likes flowers is Furong, not him, so why come to give him flowers.

"Why did you send me Luna?"

Xiao Wenran smiled brightly, and persistently handed the flowers in her hand to the other party.

"because……"

"In my heart, Brother Uzuki is the most beautiful moon!"

The pen in Uzuki's hand could not help but pause slightly.

How many years have passed.

The once young boy may have long forgotten.

But he never forgot that clear and childish voice at that time.

The author has something to say: At this point, I suddenly have a strange question. If I can only raise one, which one should I choose, Bai Zhemiao, Yan Feimiao, or Uzuki Meow?