Envy

Jiang Yi asked his father to go with him because his father was going to Yongye.Huo Zhi went with Jiang Yi, he didn't say anything, but he still cared about Yan Miao's safety in his heart.He knows that Yan Miao has a good foundation and is sensitive in dealing with things, but he just can't let go.

The elders rejected their request without mercy, and they were not allowed to raise it again.

What the elders meant was that even if Mu Mi's children went to Eternal Night City, it would not help the matter, so they didn't make any plans, and also politely declined the request of the owner of Eternal Night City in the urgent letter.

Mu Su declined politely, but Shen Gui prevaricated.As soon as the two sects expressed their views, the rest of the sects followed suit and sent back half of their disciples.Only the masters of the Jiang and Zhao families led the disciples personally, and they traveled through both wind and rain without turning back.

Since Yongye's accident, Jiang Yi has been a little uneasy.Meng Tou sometimes stays in his room to read at night. He is full of thoughts and can't calm down to practice.The incense burner was lit in the room, Jiang Yi felt stuffy, so he opened the window, sat in front of the desk and looked at the yard outside.Several green bamboos in the yard stand in the cold wind, their branches swaying.

Meng Tou didn't understand his uneasiness at the time, leaned on the soft couch and flipped through the book, and casually comforted him, "It's just that he's descended into the wild. It's not the first time that Mr. Jiang has personally conquered it. Besides, Zhao Ce's father is also on the list, so you don't have to worry too much."

Jiang Yi didn't respond, and frowned, holding a Langhao pen in his hand, the ink fell down the tip of the pen, smudged a piece of ink on the rice paper.He put down his pen, crumpled up the rice paper, and randomly threw it in a corner.

He looked out of the window and asked for no reason: "Meng Tou, do you think it will snow at the end of this year?"

"I can't say for sure, Mu Su and Lizhou don't have a lot of snowfall. Didn't it snow last year and the year before last?"

Meng Tou has long been silent in the snowless and cold winter night, scorching the cold hands hidden in his sleeves all the way, dreaming of childhood dreams in the long night.Dreaming of the spring soaked in greenery, the apricot tree on the other side, the weeping willow at the end of the long street, the peach blossom tree all over the slope, people of the same age, people with gentle eyebrows and eyes, and teenagers with soft sleeves in Tsing Yi.

On the letter written to him by the ignorant little sister Meng Xi, the handwriting was crooked.She said that she dreamed of her parents and elder brother when she was still young, and she cried in the dream. She didn't know why she was crying, but she felt very uncomfortable.

Meng Xi asked in the letter: "Brother, why is it warmer in the dream than after waking up?"

Meng Tou couldn't answer.He also felt pain before knowing life and death.Since he was young, he felt that the secular world is cold and thin, and there are mountains and rivers hidden in his heart, with turbulent waves and turmoil.What's ridiculous is that he couldn't even place a small boat when he got there.

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Twilight's deep winter is quiet and peaceful.However, this year, Mu Mi, who was alone, could not enjoy peace to the fullest.The battle for Yong Ye's Spirit Conquest was urgent, and the disciples of various sects who went to Yong Ye failed to return on time.The heads of the Jiang and Zhao families sent a letter to Mu Mi Feige, asking for help.

Both Mu Su and Shen Gui underestimated this spirit recruitment.

When the disciples sealed off the city and descended to the wild, they accidentally discovered that there were still more than a dozen households in the north of the city who didn't know it, and stayed in the city of Eternal Night without evacuating.At that time, the city of Eternal Night was closed, and the night was dark. The fire that burned Eternal Night meandered upwards from the south of the city, and the wild spirits that were driven to a dead end also poured northward.

Shen Gui's disciples set up a barrier in the north of the city, and only waited for the wild spirits to reach the north end.At this juncture, Yan Miao discovered these dozens of families, so she led her disciples to knock on the door anxiously.

The people were still asleep when they were awakened by a hasty knock on the door.Most people listened to them and left quickly.There were also people who didn't bother to wash and wash, and rummaged through the room in middle clothes and bare feet to find valuables. The door knocker watched anxiously from the outside and kept urging them.

Yan Miao found several families scattered in the desolate slums, and when she knocked on the courtyard door of the last one, the flames had already licked the blue tile house not far away, wild spirits emerged and howled pitifully.

The family had a child about ten years old, dressed in dirty white clothes, with bright eyes.His thin mother was terrified when she saw the scene not far away, but he looked calm.

Yan Miao said to the child: "The wild spirits in the city are rioting, you have to leave here quickly. You listen to your sister and take your mother along this path. There is a wooden ladder on the northernmost wall with the yellow talisman. There is an enchantment, if you can’t get out, you just climb up the wooden ladder, there are our disciples there, and they will take you out.”

While talking, many people have already rushed to the depths of the vegetation.They were disheveled, with wretched and miserable bundles.The child nodded, and hurried to the path with his seriously ill mother.Before he left, he turned his head and asked, "Sister, won't you come with us?"

That was Song Jingran's first and last time seeing Yan Miao.He only heard of this name after escaping from Eternal Night City, which was like a purgatory on earth.The third young lady who Fulian Shen converted is wonderful.

The girl in the moon-white embroidered cloak stood with her back to the flames of Eternal Night.The fire gutted the house behind her, with beams collapsing and debris flying.Burned wild spirits turned to ashes.The firelight illuminated her beautiful profile.She smiled and only waved to him, telling him to leave quickly.

She said: "Tell the people over there for me, if Evernight City can't be defended, seal the barrier."

She drew out her long sword, and a cold light fell from the blade to the tip.She turned around and stepped into the firelight, the silk flowers on the hairpin in her bun were about to fall, and the raven hair fluttered in the wind.Song Jingran looked back several times, and saw her calm back going away.He couldn't remember what kind of pattern her clothes were, whether they were embroidered with white peonies or roses.Years later he couldn't even remember what she looked like.

He found it strange that he desperately wanted to remember the faces of those people, but he always forgot them when he scooped up a handful of cold water in the early morning.The brows and eyes of these people gradually fade away, blending with the people in the world, becoming mediocre and pale.And those ugly faces that he wanted to forget always appeared in his mind between pitching.

He knew that Yongye was in chaos, and that the homeland where his blood, tears and memories were left was about to be sealed.In his heart, there was a mixture of sorrow and joy that even he dared not dare to.He was led away by his mother, sober but not quite sober, feeling like a dream in a haze.The cold wind with rain and dew brushed against his hot cheeks, and he was bumping on the rough gravel road wearing straw sandals with half of the sole missing.

He said, "Mother, it's going to rain."

His mother didn't speak, her palms were full of sweat.Her forehead was also covered with beads of sweat, she wiped the sweat off her lips with her sleeve, and led him away in a hurry.

Song Jingran heard a loud noise from a distance, he looked back and saw that Yongye's Qianjun tall building had collapsed.There is a clock on a tall building, and on the clock there are cranes that are about to fly.Years ago, some people cared about the patina on that clock.The tall building fell, and the cranes on the bell were about to fly away.