Ming Yu

One month later, another millennium birthday banquet for the Demon King was held by the mirror lake in the palace.

The bright moon is in the sky, the palace lanterns on the long corridor, the shadows of the candles are flickering, and the long and curved shadows of the lights are drawn on the ground.

The night breeze was blowing slightly, and in the backlight of the dancing willows and warblers, a slender figure appeared at the end of the corridor.

The young man was holding the piano, and he was wearing a flamboyant lake blue robe that fit his noble temperament very well. Under the moonlight, his face was as white as snow, his eyebrows were picturesque, pretty and agile, he was really a son like jade, extremely elegant.

The place where he stands is isolated from the flying snow, just like a gorgeous picture scroll, he looks like a person walking out of the picture scroll, dressed in starlight, stepping on the night dew, and coming to the wind in his clothes.

He didn't care about the wet suede boots on his feet, and walked to the center with the piano in his hand, and sat on the floor under the amazed and envious gaze of everyone.

Gently raising your hand, your fingertips draw a graceful arc on the strings, and the Guqin makes a clear sound under the moon, and there is a faint sound of fortitude in the ancient and graceful, which is pushed up little by little. Jubilant jumping under the sky.

Suddenly, a high-pitched profound sound that was pushed to the peak pierced the night sky. The young man's wrist was lifted gently, and then fell down gently like a feather, changing a vibrato fingering.

Gradually the voice became low, and the playful ding-dong of the keys, like the flickering candlelight in the wind, gave people a kind of petite but firm touch.If the elf in the forest flashes past, it is also like a young man whispering softly, with a strong fragrance willingly.

The sound of the flute gradually resounding in the depths of the bamboo forest, like the chords of a young man, accompanied him in anticipation, leaving a meaningful sigh, leisurely telling the story of an infatuated watch under the old banyan tree.

In the end, it ended with the flute, just a short section of flute sound, sobbing and complaining, lingering and poignant...

When the last note fell quietly, the audience was in a state of static pressure. Everyone present seemed to hold their breath, and the applause was long forgotten.

The young man put away the piano, got up gracefully, looked back with a faint smile, looked up at the people on the high platform, and there was a trace of warmth in his eyes: "This subordinate presents a piece of "Helan Ci", congratulating the Lord on his long and prosperous life. world."

The demon king leaning on the throne, shaking the wine bottle in his hand slightly, the moonlight sprinkled into the cup through the shadow of the tree, leaving a touch of soft whiteness, a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, it was very faint, but he could see his mood Very good: "Well, Mo'er has a heart."

Youmo walked up the steps, stopped ten meters away from Mingyu, knelt down on one knee, and looked up at the people on the high platform, full of joy and admiration, and said: "Young Mo also prepared a congratulatory gift, my lord Please look there."

Raising his arms high, a huge water curtain appeared behind him, and the flying silver threads seemed to fall from the nine heavens, stirring up a white mist.

Peach blossoms appeared all over the mountains and fields on the water curtain, and the numerous flower branches turned into a pink ocean, covering the hillsides and stretching to the valleys, echoing the snow peaks in the distance, becoming the most dazzling red glow in the white snow.

Everyone present was dumbfounded, and there were bursts of exclamations one after another. On the one hand, they were shocked by the beautiful scenery in front of them, and on the other hand, they felt admiration for being able to consume such a large amount of spiritual power.

Mingyu's eyes gradually deepened, and she looked at the young man with a little more complicated eyes, and she pursed her lips lightly.

When I turned my gaze, what caught my eye was the purple gold peach tree swaying with the wind by the lake. The slender purple branches hang down to the lake, and the blooming stamens are reflected in the rippling blue waves. Full of heaven and earth, proudly between heaven and earth!

The leader of all peaches, it blooms only once in a thousand years, and the flowering period is only a day and night. The purple gold peach blossom that was split in half by the thunderbolt in the last demon spirit battle, blooms silently in front of people's eyes...

Mingyu looked a little astonished, staring at the sea of ​​golden flowers in a daze, with a look of nostalgia in her eyes.

Xu Shi thought of that past event, which made him feel moved and pity. After a long silence, he sighed softly: "Mo'er, why are you bothering?"

"The subordinates will be satisfied if they can win the lord's face overnight." The young man's face turned pale and his voice was soft, revealing a little weakness due to the massive consumption of spiritual energy.

He raised his head, smiling purely and contentedly on his delicate little face, and his long clothes fluttered behind him like a huge and gorgeous wing.

Pieces of pale pink petals are slowly falling from the silent sky.

It was as quiet and unpretentious as the first snow, filling the entire black world, and a path of petals was paved behind him, and there was a scent of orchids that lingered for a long time.

The two people on the high platform are leaning on each other, and the picture is like a good ink painting of misty rain, which makes people unable to bear to look directly at it.

At this time, Jun Wulei, who was hiding behind a rockery, looked at the couple on the high platform, his heart felt as if he had been squeezed by an invisible hand, his heart hurt like suffocation, and he was already in a trance.

When he realized the strangeness in his heart, he couldn't help but frowned, turned around and sank into the darkness, as if fleeing...

In the middle of the night, in the quiet courtyard, the moonlight shines on the earth like gauze.

A few wisps of silver glow were like white streaks, obliquely inserted into the dark room, and landed on the person behind the door.

Jun Wulei curled up on the ground, pressed his right hand on the flagon, half-closed his eyes sleepily, and hiccupped for a long time.There were a few empty wine bottles lying on the ground, and the air was filled with a strong aroma of wine, which made people unable to open their eyes.

He raised his hand and poured the remaining half of the jug of wine into his mouth, and he pressed his temple in pain. Why couldn't the cold wine quench the anger and jealousy in his heart, but instead it burned more and more intensely, causing pain everywhere...

In the few days when he sneaked into the Hidden Dragon Valley and fought against the dragon, several long gashs were cut on his back by pale sharp claws. bone.

In the battle in Hidden Dragon Valley, he narrowly escaped death.

For a drop of pale blood that can bring the dead back to life, Jun Wulei almost put his own life into it, and finally at the critical moment, the □□'Bi Luo' in his hand suddenly shone brightly and made a howling sound.Taking advantage of the furious dragon running away, he stabbed it blind in one eye, and took away a few drops of extremely precious pale blood.

The dragon was in pain, and with a flick of its long tail, it threw him into the air. Seeing that he was about to fall into the abyss, and his body was smashed to pieces. At the very moment, "Bi Luo" stabbed into the thousand-year-old pine on the edge of the cliff, and he miraculously survived. I lost my life!

However, thinking of the scene he saw by the mirror lake just now, he just felt that he was extremely ridiculous, like a clown jumping on a beam, everything he did was just a joke.

What is the leader of all peaches, Zijin Peach Blossom?What is it that only the pale blood can bring the dead back to life and reveal the beauty of the world again?

Birthday gift?What a joke, but it was just an excuse, and I actually took it seriously.Only he would be so stupid as to believe such a simple lie, force his way into the perilous Hidden Dragon Valley, try his best to get back the useless dragon blood, only to find that the peach blossoms all over the mountains and plains have already reached the horizon when he came back...

That night, he drank a lot, and when the wind blew, he felt that his mind was in chaos, his thoughts seemed to be muddled, and tears poured out of his eyes uncontrollably.

Between half-dream and half-awake, he seemed to feel a gentle touch from the browbones, the corners of the eyes, and the cheekbones, and finally stopped quietly on his lips. .

The pause of that second made the person who had just struggled to wake up from the coma quietly hold his breath, a trace of sadness slipped through his heart, but a vague expectation arose...

There was a careful touch on his lips, with a little tentative taste, gently scratched, lingering on his lips reluctantly, making him feel cherished and pitied.Until I felt the man's dexterous fingers pull away, and the hot lips pressed down, gently caressing and kissing.

The gentle care, followed by the kiss to Jun Wulei's heart, made him feel slightly dizzy, his breathing became hot and fast, his eyelids were as heavy as gold, and he couldn't open them no matter what.

Someone stroked his face lightly, again and again, with a relentless heat...

Suddenly, feeling lighter, he was picked up by that person, placed on the soft pillow, and then felt a warm gaze that never left him.Wanting to see that person very much, he subconsciously bit the tip of his tongue and struggled to open his eyes.

In a trance, a silent silhouette stood quietly beside the bed.

Moonlight, like mercury flowing down from the night sky, outlines Mingyu's soft and white chin, and a pair of black eyes under the crimson mask stare at him for a long time, peacefully and intently.

For a moment, some deep and depressed emotions emerged little by little with the ripples in Mingyu's eyes. It was the pain that Jun Wulei was not familiar with, mixed with a sense of sadness...

He was secretly startled, and was about to take a closer look, but the man in front of him had recovered his calm expression, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Mingyu lowered her head, approached Jun Wulei's ear, and whispered: "I know what you want." After a pause, she added another sentence, her emotions seemed not at all as indifferent as his tone, there was even a hint of Almost the illusion of pampering, "...I am willing to give it to you."

"So, you don't have to cry so sad." Mingyu's cold eyes flashed a soft light, and she let out a very low sigh, "If you really know what you want and don't regret it, I will Complete your..."

Surrounded by familiar smells, Jun Wulei gradually relaxed the tense emotions for many days, and finally fell into a deep dream.

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