The cub with the fairy ran away

Kuang Yang drank all the wine.

None of them taste good, not much better than white water, only Jiang Suilan's undrinked sip of Beifangchun in the small cup tastes extremely delicious.

Just that one bite.

He poured it out of the pot again, and it didn't feel that way anymore.

Jiang Suilan.

He said the name in his mind.

Long before he met Jiang Suilan in Pingzhou Plateau, Kuang Yang had heard of his name and the romantic anecdote between Gu Qin and his disciples.Finding Jiang Suilan on the plateau with a scent of Xun Xingxiang, the process went so smoothly that Kuang Yang couldn't believe it.At that time, he was thinking in his heart, if this is the person Gu Qin really loves, how could he be alone here.

And he smelled, under the night, there was still the smell of sad youth in the air.

The wine of Sad Fangchun was first brewed more than a thousand years ago by Wu Bound, who loved only a mortal in her life. After the death of a mortal, she brewed this wine, got very drunk, and never woke up again.Only an altar of sorrowful youth is left in the world.

Some people learn to brew, but at most they can only brew one flavor.

Even so, it has become popular in Jiuzhou ever since.

Sad Fangchun, what stands out is the word sad.

If you don't have compassion in your heart, you can't taste it to the fullest.

That night Jiang Suilan's scent of sorrowful spring was stronger and richer than the cup he drank today.

It's really... distressing.

Later, when Jiang Suilan was drunk in his arms, the white scales on his body reacted, and Kuang Yang realized that this was Jiang Wei's child back then.So when Jiang Suilan asked him if it was because he and Jiang Wei looked alike, he thought it was funny.

When he first saw Jiang Suilan, he didn't think of Jiang Wei at all.

Jiang Suilan is such a unique Jiang Suilan.

Kuang Yang put down his wine glass, went to the corridor, and saw Yin Huaimeng standing alone in the wind and rain.

He suddenly felt that it was a mistake for him to kill Song Congdu in front of Jiang Suilan so recklessly.Jiang Suilan seemed to be a very mild-tempered person, and during the days when he was walking with him, he was also quiet, gentle, and almost seemed a little weak.But in some matters, he always appears to be straightforward and decisive, forging ahead.

His hunch was right.

Until the wind and rain subsided, and the evening sun hung faintly in the clouds in the sky, Jiang Suilan did not come back.

The figure of the magic dragon is long gone.

Kuang Yang looked at Yin Huaimeng's back who was motionless and staring at the sky, and said with a sneer, "Don't look, he won't come back."

Before Yin Huaimeng could react, he left Yongning Restaurant.

Went to the inn first, Jiang Suilan's things were still there, but he didn't put anything important in the room, mostly a change of clothes.The really important things are in his Qiankun bag.

Then he went to the courtyard where Song Congdu and Jiang Wei lived, walked around, and finally pushed open the door of the study as if feeling something, and sure enough, all the scrolls were gone.

In Yongning Restaurant, Yunpian Cake ran away and came back from nowhere.He circled around in confusion in the private room, turned his head back, and ran erratically in the corridor, only to find Yin Huaimeng in the end.It might not have seen Yin Huaimeng for a long time, so it couldn't help rubbing against his leg.

Yin Huaimeng bent down and hugged it.

Fuqin combed the cat's fur with his fingers, and said in a hoarse voice, "I never knew Sui Lan could be so ruthless."

Cats don't understand.

He smiled wryly in a low voice: "Look, he's so straightforward, he doesn't look back, he doesn't want you... and he doesn't want me either."

Luozhou is on the southwestern edge of the mainland, close to the sea, far away from Jianzhou in the northern plains, and far from Jizhou in the east-south direction. It is connected to the mountains and forests of Huanzhou, where the forests are gradually fading, and there is a crescent bay.

Therefore, this continent is also relatively independent.

The days passed quickly, and at the age of four months, Jiang Suilan's belly gradually grew, and his clothes could no longer completely cover her.He was also a little strange, the woman next to her was pregnant, and it seemed that her stomach was so big in less than four months, and it was only so obvious when she was six or seven months old.

After much deliberation, it is probably because the blood is not entirely human.

Although Luozhou and Moyuan are two extremes, their demon energy is extremely strong, not inferior to Moyuan.The reason why there is not much magic cultivation here is because the magic energy here is only in a few specific places in Luozhou. First, those places are very dangerous, and second, the magic energy in those places is too thick, too thick for people to absorb and cultivate. the point.

Minshan outside Qiya City is such a place.

Jiang Suilan built a house at the foot of Minshan Mountain.

Minshan is a strange mountain, shrouded in dense fog all the year round, there are no people, no animals, only monsters on the mountain.Those monsters have not developed their spiritual intelligence, but as long as people enter them, they will never return and will be swallowed up.

However, although it is close to the city, the fog is like a barrier, ensuring that monsters can only move within the fog on the mountain, as long as they don't enter the mountain, they will not be in danger.

To others, the place of death is like a land without people to Jiang Suilan, because of the magic dragon following him.

When the magic dragon first communicated with Jiang Suilan, he still stumbled, probably because he didn't speak often.As time passed, it became more and more smooth.It is not talkative, Jiang Suilan can feel it.But as if there was a tacit understanding, every time Jiang Suilan needed someone to talk with him, the magic dragon would speak at the right time.

Demon Dragon also gave him a lot of advice on cultivation.

The magic dragon is also a metamorphosis, although it is not human, but the metamorphosis is not born, but cultivated.

Just talking about how to break through the maze, he told Jiang Suilan that in addition to absorbing enough magic energy, filling the dantian, and polishing the inner alchemy, he also had to make a breakthrough in thinking.

What is love?

Jiang Suilan wanted to figure this out.You don't have to think about what love is for all living beings in the world, just think about what love is for him.

When he was meditating, the magic dragon would curl up around him and protect him.

When the magic energy brushed against its scales and rushed towards Jiang Suilan, it would be lighter, making it less uncomfortable for Jiang Suilan to absorb and transform.

While absorbing the magic energy, Jiang Suilan let go, thinking about the question he asked himself, from Song Congdu to the baby, from Yunpian cake to Yin Huaimeng, from the library to Yanqi Mountain.No matter how I think about it, there is no solution.

After a cycle of heaven and earth was completed, Jiang Suilan opened his eyes and met the vertical pupils of the magic dragon.He murmured, "I don't understand."

His eyes were slightly red, and he lowered his eyelids, looking at the gray grass on Minshan Mountain, and said in a low voice, "It is impossible for me to cultivate statelessness. It doesn't matter if I die when I give birth to a child, but I don't want Master to do it for me." Died of it. He... didn't even know it was his child."

That day he refuted Kuang Yang in front of the two of them, saying that the child was not Kuang Yang.

He just felt sad when he thought that his master knew nothing about this child and might die because of this child, and he would still think that this child was arrogant.

I wanted to confess to Master, but I couldn't.

Seems like a threat.This is your child, so you have to treat me well.

Or even more afraid, because this is his child, he treats him well.

Think about it, Jiang Suilan will feel that he is hypocritical and insists on pure and unquestionable love.He was soaked in that kind of love, and felt that he was the happiest person in the world. If the lie was not exposed, he would die happily - anyway, he was just at the beginning at that time, and his lifespan was at the end of his life.

But that beautiful happiness is like a bubble, and it will be broken with a poke.

Once people discover that the past perfection is an illusion, it is difficult to believe that perfection really exists.

In the corridor of the restaurant, the moment Yin Huaimeng confessed his feelings to him, Jiang Suilan was shaken.Just can't be sure.Are you really happy?Is it true love?Did he get it wrong again?

The dragon's claws lightly rested on his shoulders, and the dragon's head rubbed against Jiang Suilan's face.

"Don't be sad, I'll take you to the clouds."

Jiang Suilan couldn't help laughing.

He already knew that the magic dragon could only do this trick.Uncomfortable, sad, bad mood, everything can be solved with Tengyun.

He raised his hand to caress the rough claws of the demon dragon, and a question suddenly arose in his heart, so he asked, "Can you take human form?"

The dragon froze, retracted its paws, and nodded in a polite and cautious way. The voice in Jiang Suilan's mind was a bit nervous and embarrassed: "Yes. It's not good-looking."

"I want to see it, can I?"

After a moment of silence, the black dragon in front of him condensed a demonic energy that seemed to be substantial, and the entire dragon was wrapped in it. After a long time, the magical energy gradually dissipated, revealing a figure.

Jiang Suilan looked at him seriously.

He was a burly man with long silver hair braided in pitch black, hanging down to his waist and messy.He hung his head and didn't move.

"Why don't you look at me?" Jiang Suilan said with a smile.

The dragon raised his head slowly, his pupils were as scarlet as a dragon's body, and his chest, neck and cheeks were covered with patterns like dragon scales.He silently stretched out his hands to show Jiang Suilan again. Those hands were three points bigger than ordinary men's hands, with thick joints, rough skin, pale yellow, and couldn't be stretched straight. At first glance, they still looked like claws.It is indeed against harmony to put it on people.

"Who said it's not good-looking?" Jiang Suilan took his hand gently.

The dragon said: "Kuangyang. There are many other... Moxiu."

"Don't listen to them, I think it's fine."

Molong nodded, his body was not as tense as before.

Jiang Suilan asked, "Do you have a name?"

The magic dragon paused, a little hesitant: "...Xiao Hei?"

Jiang Suilan couldn't help smiling.

The magic dragon said slowly: "You, Xiaobai, I, Xiaohei. That's what I always call."

"Always?"

The dragon nodded.

"It's been...how long?"

The magic dragon said a certain and accurate number: "300 years."

300 years ago, Yanzhou fell and became a mob.

Jiang Suilan couldn't believe it: "You...were you born 300 years ago? Or..."

The magic dragon shook his head, raised his hand, and pointed to the sky: "300 years, and you, come down from above."

Jiang Suilan knew that the "you" here referred to Bai Yi.

The magic dragon seems to only recognize Baiyi's bloodline.

Jiang Suilan corrected him several times, he was not Xiaobai, but Jiang Suilan, but the dragon still called him Xiaobai.

"What does it look like up there?" Jiang Suilan suddenly felt a little emotional.The sky is the abode of gods and demons, and people cannot go there.

The dragon thought for a while and said, "I don't remember."

Jiang Suilan was discouraged.

But after a while, he cheered up again.

"Let me give you a name!" He was enthusiastic.

Seeing that he was tired of talking with his head up all the time, Molong sat cross-legged in front of him, nodded and said yes, and said, "A name like Jiang Suilan?"

"Yes," Jiang Suilan looked at him, and asked, "How many names like this have I had?"

The magic dragon said without hesitation: "Three."

Jiang Suilan unconsciously held his breath: "Which three?"

"Jiang Yueyi, Jiang Wei, Jiang Suilan."

Jiang Suilan was quiet for a while, then raised his face and smiled at the dragon.

When Kuang Yang said that day, "Baiyi's bloodline, how many generations have been passed down, eat as many people as possible", he was a little out of breath.It seems that when he survived, he was burdened with human lives, like Jiang Wei, Song Congdu, Yin Huaimeng... How many generations have they been passed down?From ancient times to the present?

Now Molong told him that there were only three, Jiang Yueyi, Jiang Wei, and him, Jiang Suilan.

fine.fine.

"Do you want to go to the Styx River? You left a lot of things there." The magic dragon seemed to be reminded by him, and suddenly forgot the name.

Jiang Suilan hesitated and said: "I don't want to see Kuang Yang again, Moyuan is dangerous, and they are all demon cultivators..."

The Demon Dragon said: "It's different, the Demon Abyss and the Styx River are different."

"Is it... two places?" Jiang Suilan asked in his heart.

Demon Dragon nodded: "Two places."

After Jiang Suilan and Molong left Minshan Mountain, a figure quietly walked out from the mountain.He repeated Jiang Suilan's name several times, walked out of the fog in Minshan Mountain, and contacted people with the messenger jade slip.

Kuang Yang came very quickly, but even with the fastest speed, the hut at the foot of Min Mountain was already empty.

He stood there for a moment with a sullen expression, grabbed the man's collar, and asked coldly, "What else did you hear?"

The man shivered for a moment, and said, "No more, I wanted to go a little further later, but was discovered by that strange dragon..."

"waste!"