Ming Yu

When the two returned to Wan Yao City, it was already December and winter.

On the back mountain of Baixu Palace, there is a gorgeous peach blossom forest.

Jun Wulei was wearing a white sable fur, leaning against the tree trunk, looking up, the peach blossoms in front of her were crowded together, clusters of them were all over the branches, exuding a faint fragrance.

The winter sunshine is like golden streams, flowing among the peach blossoms. The pink peach blossoms are blooming innocently and brightly, and each petal is so soft that it seems that it will fall if you touch it lightly.

Gently flicking his hand, stroking the snow-white petals on the branch with his fingertips, what he thought of was Mingyu's snow-white hair as white as silver.

After returning to the Demon Realm, Mingyu dyed his hair back to jet black. Except for the closest servant, no one knew the true condition of his body.

Jun Wulei lowered his eyes. It has been more than half a year since he returned to the Demon Realm. That man is busy with domestic and foreign affairs every day.I get up at midnight every day, and I don’t rest until the third watch. I wish I could break it into two people to use it. I am so diligent that I am desperate, like a candle burning at both ends.

Although he was in full swing during the day and still acted swiftly and vigorously, Jun Wulei was sensitive to his strangeness, as if the whole person's demeanor seemed to be forced out, and the inside was just an empty shell, unable to withstand any disturbance.This kind of feeling always makes Jun Wulei feel very unsteady, restless every day, unable to sleep.

Suddenly, there was a gust of sword wind in his ear, and he subconsciously raised his hand sideways to block it. When he saw the appearance of the approacher, he froze for a moment, and saw a sword on his neck, and stepped forward a little further. There must be blood.

A beautiful peacock blue was reflected in front of his eyes, the young man's eyes were resentful, his hairstyle was messy, and he looked haggard: "Jun Wulei, I will kill you!"

Jun Wulei didn't move his footsteps, raised his chin slightly, and said in a somewhat indifferent voice: "Little ancestor, how did I offend you?"

You Mo said angrily: "Jun Wulei! How long are you going to pretend to be crazy?"

Jun Wulei was silent for a moment, and couldn't help frowning: "What do you mean, make it clear."

"Didn't you come here for revenge? Now that your goal has been achieved, do you still have to pretend? Jun Wulei, I didn't expect your heart to be so vicious!" You Mo's eyes widened, a pair of amber eyes His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked much paler and haggard than before.

"You said I approached Mingyu for revenge?" Jun Wulei raised his eyebrows and looked at him sharply: "I want revenge? For whom?"

"Didn't you always suspect that it was Ayu... who killed Hua Feibai?" You Mo bit her lower lip hard, squeezed the words behind her teeth, and glared at him like a small animal, "You can fool him, But you can’t lie to me, in fact, you don’t have amnesia at all! You did this to dispel Ayu’s worries and keep you by your side with peace of mind, so you pretended that you didn’t remember anything, and made him feel guilty to treat you even more. It's a pity, I will wait for the opportunity to take his life after I no longer defend you, and give him a fatal blow!"

"No, I didn't! I just..." Jun Wulei was in a complicated mood, and instinctively wanted to deny it, but when the words of defense came to his lips, he stopped abruptly.

Because, he was not wrong, he did not have amnesia.

"Hua Feibai is still alive, Ayu didn't harm him at all!"

Suddenly, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, there was a bang in Jun Wulei's head, his heartbeat seemed to stop, his fingers were cold, and an indescribable excitement made his whole body icy cold.

"What did you say?!" Jun Wulei stared at him in surprise, and couldn't believe his ears.

"Jun Wulei, you bastard, you would actually believe those baseless rumors."

"You said that A Fei is still alive? Then where is he now?" Jun Wulei was very excited: "What happened back then, why was it rumored that Mingyu killed A Fei... Later, why did A Fei die for no reason? Missing?"

"That's all I said, believe it or not." Xiao Mo suddenly stopped talking, obviously willing to say more.

Jun Wulei trembled uncontrollably, his mood was extremely agitated, and it was difficult to calm down for a while.If Mingyu didn't... Then what have I done all these years...

"Jun Wulei, do you know what Ayu has done for you? Now, his time is running out..."

Jun Wulei's complexion changed suddenly, and regardless of the long sword on his neck, he took a step forward and pinched the young man's front. Without noticing a thin bloodstain was cut on his skin, he asked urgently: "What did you say? Time is running out. What do you mean, what happened to Mingyu?"

"See for yourself." You Mo glanced at him silently, removed the sword in his hand, grabbed Jun Wulei's left wrist, rolled up his sleeve and rolled it down to his elbow.Jun Wulei lowered his head in doubt, only to see a small bright red wound on his elbow, he froze for a moment.

"He forced the poison out of your body from here, and then introduced it to himself."

Jun Wulei suddenly raised his head, his eyes were completely shocked: "What did you say? My poison..."

"The poison on your body has been cured." Xiaomo's face was full of resentment, but his eyes were full of sadness: "'Shana Fanghua' is a rare and strange poison in the world. This poison is not an ordinary poison, but An ancient curse, it is said that it is related to the legend of the strange evil gods in the far frontier, it is the most vicious voodoo, and there is no solution except to kill the person who cast the curse."

"After Zhu Shou was escorted out of the city that day, a group of masked men snatched away and disappeared in a storm. Waves of people sent out by the palace all returned in vain. That person seemed to come out of nowhere. A piece of land disappeared. Therefore, the only way to keep your life alive is to have a person with extremely pure spiritual power transfer the poison into his body, and then use spiritual power to suppress the poison."

"Then... what price will he have to pay?" Jun Wulei felt a strong fear in his heart, even though he could roughly guess, he still asked nonchalantly.

After looking at him in silence for a long time, Xiaomo said again: "Although he will not die, the poison will invade his internal organs. Although he can suppress the poison for a while, in the end... he will not be able to do what he wants, and he will become weaker day by day." Aging and weakness, and eventually loss of five senses."

"Jun Wulei, do you know..." The young man lowered his brows, his long hair was slightly messed up by the wind, and the messy hair brushed against his slightly pale face, concealing the sadness in his eyes, "He has already I gave you my life!"

The wind blows, and it rains flowers all over the sky.

Fragments of petals withered in the air, fluttering like snow, and descended gracefully, as if mourning the passing of time, accompanied by the sound of something breaking.

So it turned out to be so.

An unprecedented pain hit the heart, Jun Wulei exhausted all his strength to condense a little bit of thinking, desperately trying to wake up, but it was still in vain.

He looked up at the petals flying in the sky, a little confused, and felt that everything in front of him was like a dream, too unreal, and countless lights and shadows flowed past his eyes.Memories, turbulent like tides, flooded my mind, flashed before my eyes...

I don't know when, Mingyu's eyes have shallow fine lines, and she always squints her eyes half-closed, thinking about something, or thinking about nothing, just in a daze.

Sometimes, when he picked up the book he put down in the morning, he forgot the page he had read and read it again.When playing chess, I couldn't wait for him to make a move for a long time, but when I looked up, I saw him drooping his eyes and dozing off sleepily.

Sometimes, his hand holding the teacup would suddenly tremble inexplicably and become unsteady, and his fingers would be scalded red by the overflowing tea.Often as soon as he opened his mouth, he would forget what he was going to say and what he was going to do, and he couldn't help but froze, frowning and thinking about it for a long time.

Later, he always liked to pull himself to sit on the pier, quietly watching the fishing boats passing by, watching the tide in the setting sun; or accompany him up the mountain to pick fresh wild fruits, wash the soil with stream water, and feed himself bit by bit Eat sweet and sour fruits.

During the day, he often held his hand and walked slowly along the slippery bluestone path, listening to the crisp sound of the drizzle; at night, he hugged himself and sat on the eaves to watch the stars, and the air was filled with a faint Floral, soft whisper.

Every time after making love, Mingyu likes to hug herself tenderly, and kisses shallowly over and over again, carelessly cherishing her in her heart, and hardly takes her penis, just to let herself remember his temperature.

The man who left the world and watched the world independently, his black hair was completely white, his youth passed away, and he aged instantly.

Since ancient times, a beauty is like a famous general, and the world is not allowed to see her white head. Her black hair is dyed with frost overnight, and her face is three thousand hairs in the morning and evening.

In a trance, I seemed to see that person standing in a dimly lit place, staring at him quietly across a Huaihe River, with a pair of night-like eyes, looking at him with a strong and almost stubborn look, deeply in love and speechless .

Jun Wulei woke up suddenly, the cold water dripped across his cheeks and rolled down heavily.

A branch of peach blossoms has withered, and a few petals remain on the branch, still like little dancing flames.

"So... how can this poison be cured?"

"I said before that this poison is actually a kind of witchcraft. Even if the poison can be transferred to another person by external force, the curse will still continue to that person. The person whose life is extended will naturally become a new poisonous mother. It is not poisonous, but as long as the poison mother is alive, there is no cure for this poison."

Jun Wulei fell asleep, turned his back, and his voice floated in the air: "I see, does it mean that as long as I die, the poison on Mingyu's body will be cured?"

You Mo hesitated to speak, but finally remained silent.

"I'll give you an explanation, and give me a little more time." Jun Wulei raised his chin slightly, his eyes were far away, and he crossed the branches and landed on the horizon.

Then he turned his head, with a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, but pain and sadness in his eyes: "I will leave, and he will be handed over to you in the future, please... treat him well."

You Mo stared at Jun Wulei's back, walked step by step into the overwhelming sea of ​​flowers, and finally his whole body melted into the endless snow-white falling one after another.

The petals flying all over the sky fell silently.

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This is the end of the first volume, I wish you all a happy reading~!