The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, it is me who turns back

57.

Everyone present was overwhelmed by Long Xiao's aura.

Although he didn't show any stern look.

It was Chu Cheng who came back to his senses first, his face was extremely pale: "You... how dare you..."

so arrogant.

"General Chu." Long Xiao interrupted him: "I respect you for your meritorious service in guarding the Three Realms for so many years, and I don't want to fight with you. Please move out of the way, or please inform Long Yuan to come out to see me."

"Gu Zhizhou, are you crazy!" Qi Wu was almost frightened to death: "How can you call the Emperor of Heaven by his name!"

Chu Cheng also exploded: "It's treason! How dare you!"

"General Chu!" Long Xiao raised his voice, showing his majesty: "There are two ways, either get out of the way, or let Long Yuan come out. Now I am no more patient than before, and when I say it for the third time, I will not be so polite .”

Chu Cheng's eyes were red with anger, and he was about to send out troops immediately.

But after all, God showed some kindness, Long Yuan in Nine Heavens Cloud Palace heard the movement, and found it by himself.

"Chucheng! Stop!"

Flesh and blood recognition in the world seems to be unavoidable to hug and cry together.

But the brothers Long Xiao and Long Yuan don't know how. Their identities, upbringing, and the concepts they have accepted since childhood prevent them from expressing themselves on various occasions.

Long Yuan is a little better. Before he was born, the mother goddess Xi Cen was in very bad health, but in order to let the Celestial Clan have one more god, she still took the risk to give birth to him.

It's a pity that things don't go as planned, Long Yuan is indeed a god, but his power is far inferior to his brother Long Xiao.Therefore, the discipline on him should be relaxed. In addition, not long after he was born, his father, mother, and god passed away one after another. For almost twelve or three years, Long Xiao personally took care of him, and his life was much more comfortable than his brother's when he was a child. .

However, when Long Xiao died, Long Yuan was only 15 years old, the days were too long and too far away, his elder brother's appearance has long been blurred in the depths of memory, leaving only a golden afterimage.

Hearing Long Yuan's voice, the heavenly soldiers and generals surrounded by three floors inside and outside three floors and the immortal officials who hid aside to watch the fun took the initiative to move out of the way. Many people were gloating. walk.

The white jade-like stone-brick road is full of depression and coldness.

Long Yuan came from the other side step by step, the bronzing dragon robe on his body made him elegant and luxurious, and the golden crown of Youlong projected a string of gold on the jade brick.

A linkage from the depths of his blood made him look a little dazed, until there were no more messy people in sight, and there seemed to be only Long Xiao left in the world.

"His Majesty……"

Long Yuan raised his hand: "Shh."

"Mr. Negative Xue, you have made a mistake with the Emperor of Heaven, he values ​​you so much, he won't care about you." Qi Wu was still worried.

Long Xiao shook his head, and took the initiative to walk towards Longyuan.

Long Yuan paused, his lips parted slightly, even though his heart was overwhelmed, rationality still made him hesitate to ask: "...is it, Zhizhou?"

The glorious light that surrounds the Nine Heavens all the year round gradually coincides with the dying multicolored divine light, and the Sanskrit sounds come from far and near, from nowhere.

Long Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and his lips trembled unconsciously.

No matter how you look at it from any angle, the person in front of you no longer looks like Gu Zhizhou, but is wedged into the depths of your soul, the blood is intertwined, inseparable, that has been forgotten for many years...

"You are..." Long Yuan's voice was mixed with emotion, which made his voice sound hoarse: "You..."

Long Yuan looked at each other in disbelief.

Long Xiao stopped two steps away from him, his skin shone with light.

He smiled at Long Yuan, and stretched out his hand gently: "A Yuan, come to brother."

The people present had not had time to ponder the meaning of this sentence, but seeing that His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor, who had always been prudent, didn't even pause, and rushed towards Long Xiao directly.

"Brother Wang!"

The heavenly soldiers and generals present, the immortal officials of all sizes, from Qi Wu to Chu Cheng, all took a deep breath.

Who else in the world can be called "Brother Wang" by the Emperor of Heaven, except for the former God of War, Long Xiao?

But... isn't that person Gu Zhizhou?

Long Xiao was hugged vigorously, his footsteps were unsteady, and he backed up again and again.

Fu Ziqiu spread out his arms at the right time, wrapped around his waist, and barely stopped.

Long Yuan grabbed Long Xiao's shoulders, looked him up and down, and leaped forward in uncontrollable surprise: "I saw the five-colored divine light come down to the world, and heard the curling Sanskrit sound resonating in the three realms. They all said yes. Brother Wang is back, but I don’t even dare to think about it, I’m afraid it’s just a dream.”

Long Xiao patted Long Yuan's back, and said warmly: "My little A Yuan has grown up, and my brother can't even hug him."

The two brothers do not look alike, about one looks like a mother and the other looks like a father.In Long Yuan's childhood memory, he didn't have many images of his parents, far less profound than his elder brother.

He remembered that Long Xiao had said to him like this: A Yuan, we were born in adversity, experienced hundreds of battles, and walked alone in the world.

During those anxious years, his elder brother taught him a lot, but he was still young at that time, so he might not be able to understand many truths thoroughly.It wasn't until he ascended to the position of Emperor of Heaven that he gradually understood the way of being a king by being cautious, and it fit so well with what his elder brother said before.

It's just that he is not as good as his father and brother in the end, even if he has devoted himself to the three worlds, he still can't match the glory of the past.

Hey, how can there be glory in wartime, but it can better reflect the heroism of father and brother in wartime.Compared with this, I am really mediocre.

"Brother Wang," Long Yuan smiled apologetically, "I failed to manage the Three Realms well."

Long Xiao straightened out Long Yuan's messy hair, his movements were gentle and loving: "It's not your fault."

Longyuan grabbed his hand.

Long Xiao sighed, and said frankly, "Today's misfortune is my fault."

Long Yuan opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Brother Wang..."

"Don't worry, brother will solve it for you." Long Xiao raised his head slightly, leaned close to Long Yuan's ear, and whispered: "In the future, if those black-hearted gods want to ask you for an explanation, you don't have to think about me. Do whatever you want."

The implication is that the heart demon is causing trouble in the Three Realms, and if the immortals insist on finding a culprit in the future, they will hand over Long Xiao to give them so-called justice.

This group of gods, idle and hide when they have nothing to do, and rush to find someone to take the blame if they have something to do. They don't do business, and they are used to picking things up. Long Xiao has already figured them out.

"Brother Wang!"

Long Xiao stepped back half a step, and squeezed Long Yuan's palm.Then he turned his head and smiled at Fu Ziqiu. Those present were still sane, probably only the three of them.

Qi Wu moved to the back of Fu Ziqiu, but he still hadn't given up struggling: "Master Fu, did Mr. Xuexue get struck dumb by lightning?"

Fu Ziqiu squinted at him, ruthlessly smashing Qi Wu's last hope: "No."

In an instant, Qi Wu's world collapsed, and he almost lost his sword.

"So... Lord Negative Snow, he is, God of War?" Qi Wu's throat rolled up and down, and cold sweat broke out on his body: "God of War? A living God of War?"

"I... I said that his brain was broken by lightning, and I even choked on him, saying that he has a bad temper, so let him stop making trouble..." Probably Gu Zhizhou left too much shadow on Qi Wu in the past. , Mr. Huairou, who was holding a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers in his hand, shivered fiercely: "He, he, he...he will not hack me to death after he realizes it!"

Fu Ziqiu said coldly: "If he wants to kill you, do you still have scum?"

"What you say is what you say." Qi Wu breathed a sigh of relief: "God of War and Negative Xuejun, I can't beat either of them. God, I still can't accept it!"

Fu Ziqiu sneered, and moved his mouth forward: "What are you afraid of, there are people who really can't accept it."

Qi Wu looked over and saw Chu Cheng standing there in a crowd of heavenly soldiers with a face full of astonishment, his eyes were red and he was panting heavily, as if he was about to pass away.

It is estimated that the stimulation is a bit big.

That's right, his old enemy for many years finally took the opportunity to put on the label of "seeking power and usurping the throne".What's even more frightening is that Rengang's sentence "The entire Three Realms belong to me" is really not arrogant and arrogant, it is the truth without the slightest falsehood.What happened to calling the Emperor of Heaven by his name?When the Emperor of Heaven saw him, he would run over and hug his neck and call him brother!Even if he pressed the Emperor of Heaven to the ground and hammered him, no one dared to say anything, it was all family affairs!

Chu Cheng's world is more thorough than Qi Wubeng's.

Of course, like Qi Wu, he tried to save him: "Your Majesty, this person... is Gu Zhizhou..."

This sentence really reminded Long Yuan, he just remembered to ask: "Brother Wang, what's going on, what about you and Zhizhou..."

"It's a long story." Long Xiao glanced around: "We..."

"That's right, let's stop gossiping, now that the evil spirits of the Three Realms are lingering around and demons are raging, it's great that Brother Wang is back at this time!" After speaking, Long Yuan took a step back, clasped his hands together, bowed his back, and stood upright. He made a big gift to Long Xiao: "Brother Wang, please come forward to preside over the overall situation, so that the Three Realms can be restored to peace!"

Long Xiao supported Long Yuan with one hand, and clasped his arm gently but firmly, forcing him to stand up straight.

"Your Majesty." Long Xiao's usual gentle voice tightened slightly, sounding vaguely stern, and secretly warned: "There is no God of War in the Three Realms, and there is only one Heavenly Emperor in the Jiuchongtian. No one can give you advice. I want to help you, I have no intention of replacing you."

Long Yuan pursed his lips, looked at Long Xiao for a while, and nodded heavily.

There is neither a god of war nor an emperor. In order to stop Youyou's mouth, Long Xiao still needs a legitimate identity.

"Qi Wu," Long Yuan ordered in a deep voice, "Order your soldiers, and guard the world for me. Chucheng, is your star-breaking army free to do? There are so many evil spirits running around in the Nine Heavens, how long are you going to let them go?" ?”

Long Yuan turned around, and said to the immortal officials watching the theater around him: "There are you guys, are you free? Go down and catch ghosts for me, don't try to hide any of them."

In the end, Long Yuan flicked his long sleeves, and said loudly: "Since Negative Xuejun is back, follow me to Jiuxiaoyun Palace to discuss matters. And Daoist Fu, it's a rare trip to Jiuchongtian, come here together. The rest, you guys What should you do?"

The emperor of heaven let go of his words, and the former emperor was in charge, so who dared to say more.

All the immortals went to work like scattered birds with uneasy thoughts.

When passing by Chu Cheng, Long Yuan glared at him and snorted coldly, "You come here too."

·

Long Yuanping retreated to accompany him, walking in front alone without saying a word.

Along the road of white jade bricks, Long Xiao felt more and more wrong as he walked, it seemed that this was not the direction of Jiuxiaoyun Palace.

"Your Majesty." Long Xiao chased after Long Yuan, pointing to a road on the right: "Do you want to go from here to Jiuxiaoyun Palace?"

Long Yuan glanced at him and walked straight away.

"Hey, Your Majesty!" Long Xiao pulled Long Yuan's arm: "Wrong way."

"That's right." Long Yuan said sullenly.

Long Xiao seemed a little anxious, as if covering up something: "No, it's really wrong..."

Long Yuan pulled Long Xiao's hand off his body, and returned the original words to him: "No one can give me advice. Brother Wang, please stop talking."

"..."

Long Xiao stared at Long Yuan's back in a daze, and couldn't help complaining to Fu Ziqiu beside him: "This kid...how did he become like this?"

Fu Ziqiu dropped a sentence: "You are used to it."

"..."

·

Changxiao Palace

Long Xiao stood under the long steps, looking at the cold palace door in front of him, slightly startled.

This old residence has not been set foot for 800 years.

"Ziqiu."

Without warning, Long Xiao called to Fu Ziqiu, his throat tightened, and before he knew it, a thin layer of sweat was covered in his palms.

Fu Ziqiu hugged Xiaodouzi, still sticking his hand on the soft down of the child's head, when he heard Long Xiao calling him, he stopped in his tracks.

Standing by the door in red, he turned slightly sideways, half of the red shadow was reflected in front of the door, and half was cast on the ground.

Yi Ren remained the same, as usual, calling him, even the angle of turning around did not change.

A cluster of flames seemed to be ignited suddenly in Long Xiao's eyes. The tongue of flames was the hem of Fu Ziqiu's red dress blown up by the wind. The fire started from the bottom of his feet and spread all the way through his slender and straight legs and his thin and powerful waist. , wandering around his chest and shoulders, and finally swallowed him whole.

"What's wrong?" Fu Ziqiu asked softly, "Why is your face so ugly?"

"You don't move."

The place where Fu Ziqiu was standing seemed to have turned into a cliff, and it was not a deep abyss, but a lake of red flames.

Long Xiao was frightened, every step he took was in vain, and his footsteps were weak: "Wait for me."

But this is not 800 years ago.

It is also impossible for him to seal the demon with blood, flesh and blood again.

Long Xiao forcibly stabilized his mind, yes, 800 years have passed.

The past will not repeat itself, and he will not be as cowardly and incompetent as before.

Two or three steps away, Long Xiao handed Fu Ziqiu his hand: "Can you give me a hand, I can't move up."

Fu Ziqiu was stung by the fragility that suddenly appeared on Long Xiao's face, and he stretched out his hand without thinking.

Caught.

Holding those cold hands, Long Xiao couldn't help but think of the cold bricks and tiles in Changxiao Palace.

In the past, these hands were always warm.

100 years ago, 800 years ago, the stove was the same.

Long Xiao smiled, and after reaching the steps, he let go of his hand: "Give me a hug, baby."

"What are you doing, aren't you tired now?" Fu Ziqiu stuffed Xiaodouzi to him: "Take it easy, you're falling asleep."

Tired, still feeling tired.But the feeling of being empty in my arms is very unsteady.

"go in."

The two entered Changxiao Palace one after the other.

Fu Ziqiu felt that Long Xiao was a little strange, there was an unexplainable energy in him, and even his best fake smile began to be perfunctory.

It seems that it started after Yongyeon came here, why?

Changxiao Palace, where Long Xiao lived in the past, is supposed to be hundreds of years old, so he shouldn't have such a reaction no matter what.

Did you have any bad memories before?

Fu Ziqiu turned his neck and looked around.

Suddenly, his gaze paused, and then he froze in place.

I saw a big tree growing lushly in a small courtyard not far away.

The flowering period is not yet here, there are only green leaves and no red flowers on the tree, but Fu Ziqiu can recognize this tree and this scene.

In a dream a few days ago, on this tree, a blue bird bit off a small pink flower and gave it to Long Xiao.