Prosperity Demon Wind

Mu Jiufeng.Moon Cold Palace.

Qian Qingfeng released a black carrier pigeon, looking at the dark sky in the distance, the strong wind brushed the broken hair on his forehead, waking up his drooping eyes.

"My lord, when will you return?" Qian Qingfeng's hair was disheveled by the wind, and a pair of deep and cold eyes stared ahead.

"Wind." Qian Qingyu slowly came from behind and put on a robe for Qian Qingfeng.

Qian Qingfeng looked at him tenderly, then gently stroked Qian Qingyu's face, and said with a smile, "Yu, you have lost weight recently."

Qian Qingyu looked at him distressedly, and said with a smile: "There are many affairs in the building, and you take care of them all by yourself. You are the one who does the hard work, not me."

Looking at his gentle eyebrows, Qian Qingfeng couldn't bear it, and moved the corners of his lips, hesitant to speak.

"Feng, why did you join the Scarlet Blood Building in the first place?" Facing Qian Qingyu's question, Qian Qingfeng fell silent.This is a gathering place for killers, and also a gathering place for desperadoes, isn't he the same?

"Oh, because there is no way to go." Qian Qingfeng closed his eyes, as if he saw the scene of escaping from the fire.

"I've never heard you talk about your past..." Qian Qingyu's slightly lowered eyes seemed to be aggrieved. The two have been together for thousands of years, but they have never asked each other about each other's past.

Qian Qingfeng gently scratched the tip of his nose, and said dotingly: "Want to hear?"

"Well, I want to hear it." Qian Qingyu nodded.

"Okay, I'll tell you slowly." Qian Qingfeng sighed slightly, and sat with Qian Qingyu on the grass before the rain and dew in the morning, looking at the vast land under Mu Jiufeng.

"5 years ago, I stood in the open space of Huo Hai Hai, watching the enemy holding a long sword and killing in the flames. The corpses on the ground were scattered all over the place, but they all looked familiar to me..."

"I still remember the frightened eyes of my young sister before she died, and the outstretched hand seemed to say, brother, why don't you save me?"

Qian Qingfeng choked up just after saying a few words, he sneered and said: "5 years ago, I couldn't even protect my family, it's really useless!"

With a muffled groan, there was a deep hole in the grass, and Qian Qingfeng's fist smashed into it.

"Feng..." Qian Qingyu looked at the emotionally fluctuating Qian Qingfeng, at a loss.

"I still remember the person who intruded into my eyes when I was lying next to my sister covered in blood." Qian Qingfeng closed her eyes, frowned fiercely, her chest heaving and falling.

"Your Majesty?" Qian Qingyu asked softly.

Qian Qingfeng nodded, and then said: "She is dressed in red, and her eyes are full of indifference. I never thought that the magic sword in her hand would kill my enemies... Is that 1000 people or more? I forgot I just remember that she killed many people by herself, all of them... She told me, follow her, from now on she will protect me, and she can give me what I want."

"Hmm..." Qian Qingyu lowered his head when he heard the words, he remembered that when he saw you, you had the same indifferent look in his eyes.

"Yu, did she ever promise you anything?" Qian Qingfeng turned to look at Qian Qingyu.

"No." Qian Qingyu was disappointed, and then smiled: "She told me that if one day I want to leave, I can leave."

"Oh, really?" Qian Qingfeng let out a long sigh, and fell on the grass, with a smile on his face, but he looked exhausted.

Qian Qingyu turned to look at him and asked, "Feng, how long will you stay?"

Qian Qingfeng looked at him, his eyes filled with sorrow for an instant, how long will he stay there?He doesn't know either.

"If one day you are tired, let's go." Qian Qingyu said suddenly.

Qian Qingfeng was startled, and then gently hugged Qian Qingyu tightly.

The people who come here are all homeless, where else can they go?Everyone has a doubt in their hearts, why do I have to look for them everywhere.

south pond.

"Sir Qiyu! Look at that carrier pigeon!" There was a bit of excitement on an arrogant face, following the girl's gaze, the black carrier pigeon fell vertically.

The person called Qiyu had cold eyes and a look of aloofness, and the soft hair hanging down on her forehead filled her arrogance with a bit of evil charm.

"Oh?" Qiyu sneered, and walked briskly towards the carrier pigeon.

"Whose letter?" Luo Canggui looked closer.

Qiyu unfolded the letter paper and looked at it, then sneered again and said, "I didn't expect that Xuanyuan Jiyan would also have unlucky times. It's really a turn of wind and water!"

"Xuanyuan Jiyan? Who?" Luo Canggui asked after Qi Yu, judging from Qi Yu's happy face, the contents of this letter must not be good news.

"She? Hmph, she's just an arrogant and domineering wild girl." Qi Yu's face was full of disdain, and the tip of her nose snorted coldly.

"Master Qiyu, are you going back?" Luo Canggui looked at Qiyu's figure with reluctance in his eyes.

"It's time to go back, go back and look at Ling'er." Qi Yu flew on the horse and walked away.

Luo Canggui looked at the back of her going away, thought for a moment, then jumped on his horse and followed.

windy city.

Gongye Chengqian looked at the letter presented by Qiyu, the corners of his mouth raised, and he said coldly, "Is the news reliable?"

Qi Yu knelt down and said, "It's true, this pigeon was intercepted by me before it could reach Mu Lengyan's hands."

"Shui Muyan? Hmph." Gongye Chengqian sneered, then got up and glanced at Qiyu, and continued: "Tell Bai Mu to clear all the Qianshi in Fengcheng as quickly as possible! No one will be left behind!"

"Yes!" Qi Yu sneered.

Moshang.Yuhuang Mansion.

The fallen leaves in the courtyard are piled up all over the ground, and when the autumn wind blows, the fallen leaves will draw a beautiful arc in the air.Si Ling, who was dressed in red, still had sadness on his face, and some tears pooled in his eyes.

"Ling'er." Qiyu's voice suddenly sounded,

Si Ling hurriedly collected his emotions, turned to look at Qiyu, and then said with a smile, "Husband is back?"

There seemed to be something in Qiyu's eyes that stung her, and there was a trace of uneasiness in her eyes.

Si Ling trembled and walked in front of her, raised his proud face to look at Qi Yu, and asked softly, "Husband, today I went to Qian Shi Temple and saw Qian Ling."

Qiyu's face became a little ugly, and then she said: "Her? What are other people talking about?"

Si Ling suddenly rushed over to hug Qiyu, and said tremblingly, "Husband, you belong to me alone, you won't leave me, right?"

"No." Qi Yu pampered her head, then hugged Si Ling tightly.

"Ling'er, let's have a wedding at Qianshi in three days." Qi Yu said suddenly.

Si Ling couldn't help but tremble, and then suddenly raised his head to look at Qi Yu, his eyes full of fear.

"Qianshi is Qianling's territory. We hold a wedding there to prove to everyone that you are my Qiyu's only wife, and she Qianling is just pretending to be passionate." Qiyu said with a serious face, eyes Everywhere is sincere, there is no room for Si Ling's disbelief.

"But..." Si Ling still couldn't believe it in her heart. Her wedding with Qi Yu had been postponed for a long time, and the sudden wedding caught her by surprise.

"I just treat me as a friend. I didn't expect me to be like this. If that's the case, then you can't blame me. Ling'er, I promised you to protect you in this life and never let you down." Qi Yu hugged Si Ling tightly, and exhaled with the tip of her nose Every breath is sincere.

"Well." Si Ling fantasized that those rumors would be self-defeating in three days, and the joy in his heart had already surpassed his doubts.Qiyu is my husband and will not lie to me.

Kongtong Mountain Thousand Views Pavilion.

You walked carefully on the bluestone path behind Qianjing Pavilion again, trying to piece together the broken pictures in your mind, and the appearance of Lin'an came into view just like that.

The dew is dense, the flowers are thin, the blue stones are cool, and the dawn fog and light rain fall into dreams.

The rain in late spring was a little merciless, and fallen leaves and flowers were all over the long bluestone steps outside the window lattice.In the humid air, there is still a faint fragrance of flowers that has not been exhausted, and it is also mixed with the smell of earth renovation.The gloom above your head seems to have condensed sorrow, lingering.

Before the first ray of sunshine in the morning had time to reach the bluestone long steps, the cold wind raised the dead flowers and leaves all over the sky, disturbing the misty tranquility of Lin'an.This is your hometown, Lin'an, a good place that is full of sorrows but gentle to the bone.

You couldn't bear to step on the wet fallen leaves and flowers, and walked down the mountain lightly.Down along the bluestone long steps is the Qinse River. The meandering river is crystal clear. When the sun shines, the river surface will reflect golden light; when the breeze blows, the river surface will be rippling; ripples.

At this time, the surface of the river was shimmering with gleams, and the indistinct emerald green rippled layer by layer, and a few red lotuses quietly bloomed in the center of the river.There are mountains on both sides of the river, towering into the clouds, and the meandering river leads to deep valleys.

When the sun rises, the sun has already shone on your body, but you still feel slightly cold, so you can't help but rub your hands together, exhaling white air.There is still some faint mist on the river.Looking around, the valley was hazy.

You vaguely saw a piece of cool pear blossoms falling down, turning into snow-white, floating on the river.Lush green grass grows on both sides of the Qingshizi path, the crickets hide and scream non-stop, the tall and straight maple trees flutter their sleeves under the breeze, and the breeze carries a faint fragrance of flowers.

A few hours passed quickly in this pleasant scene. When the birds in the forest flapped their wings and returned to their nests, the sun began to leave the valley quietly, and the twilight was slightly cold in the distance.Night fell when the last rays of the setting sun also hid in the valley.When the moon rises, the obscurity is full of longing.The evening wind blows, and the night is slightly cool.

There is a gazebo in the middle of the river, with its petite eaves upturned and crisp wind chimes hanging.And you are the same as usual, sitting quietly in the gazebo in a daze, watching the falling flowers in front of you, and the afterimage slanting.

Lin'an in memory is still so beautiful, quiet and gentle, free from dust, and your dream is like cool water, crystal clear.

"Goose has a return date, do you know, the peach blossoms are waiting for you inch by inch. The night rain is dark and the light rain beats the flowers thin, and the missing is endless." The sad song hums from your throat, reflecting the moonlight like water, your eyes light deep.

At this time, it was the fifth watch, and the east was twilight.

Many years later, you are standing in a foreign land, stepping on the moonlight like water, walking in the night against the cold wind, and walking forward step by step along the endless mountain road.There is a blank in your mind, you don't know what to think, you don't know what to think, it seems that even your life is blank.His eyes were as quiet as the night, and there was a dead silence all around.You are in a daze, thinking of the past in a trance, the sound of gurgling water can be heard in your ears, like a string of silver bells ringing, it is so clear and sweet.The surrounding air also seems to be filled with the atmosphere of earth renovation, mixed with a faint fragrance of flowers, everything seems to be real.

"If I reach the end of this road, will it be Lin'an?"

The cold dew breaks the dream, and the spring cold in Lin'an is coming.The pear blossoms all over the tree are all gone, and the east wind of thousands of miles is a dream away.