God lures him to attack

"Zi Yu, look, the world is mine now, ha ha ha ha..." Qian Sha smiled at Zi Yu, her red pupils glowing faintly, both beautiful and frightening.

The next moment, the man sitting on the dragon chair moved behind Zi Yu at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Zi Yu was startled, feeling the cold breath falling on his neck.The sleeve length's hand crossed his front abdomen, pulling him back, his body tensed involuntarily, and his back was pressed against the chest of the man behind him.

A slightly cool hand stroked his brows across his cheeks, and then landed on his neck, tightening a little.

"Qiansha, since I can't help you become a Buddha, then I will go to hell with you." Zi Yu tightly held the knife in his hand, and stabbed towards his abdomen while turning around.

He wanted to use this knife to pierce his abdomen, and wanted to die with Qian Sha.

However, he was unsuccessful, because when he raised his hand, Qiansha quickly grabbed his wrist.

The sound of bones being crushed was accompanied by screams, the knife was thrown out and pierced into the red stone pillar, and the person holding the knife fell to the ground, his face pale with pain.

At this time, Lu Jian was dragged by the ghosts and thrown in.

"You monster!" Lu Jian pointed at Qian Sha with his remaining finger,

The many wounds on his body were all bitten out by those monsters, but he did not die, but was brought in with his last breath.

"Yes, I am a monster, so I want to turn everyone here into a monster. As long as everyone in this world becomes a monster like me, you will become a monster in this world." Qiansha sneered, and he It looks even more sinister than before.

"You! Kill me if you have the ability!" Lu Jian was desperate, but Qian Sha just raised his head and laughed.

"Kill you? I won't let you die so quickly." Qiansha's laughter stopped abruptly. He looked down at the sad man and said coldly: "I want you to live a long life and live well Look at all the people in the world turning into monsters."

After all, those guards and palace servants who were possessed by ghosts and goblins walked in, took Lu Jian hostage and put him in a prison.

"As for you, I won't let you die either. I want you to be imprisoned in this imperial city. I want you to never see anyone in your life. I want you to spend your whole life repenting. Repenting for what you did to me. betrayal!" Qian Sha turned around, raised his robes, and walked out of the Golden Luan Hall.

The remaining people in the city were all driven by the demons and ghosts, and they stood under the tower in dense numbers, gathering together tremblingly.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..." Such begging voices continued to be heard from the crowd, but Qian Sha, who was standing on a high place, just watched coldly.

"Say one more word, and I will let you die without a place to bury you!" Because these voices were so noisy, Qiansha shattered the top of the tower.

The fence scared the people below the city tower to the ground, but they didn't dare to say a word anymore.

"Listen well. From today onwards, I am the new emperor of Tianhua Yao Kingdom. Anyone of you who dares to disobey my order will be just like him." Qian Sha sneered, pointing at the head hanging on the tower.

Women and children in the crowd covered their eyes, not daring to look directly at the bloody scenes. Some children were frightened and cried, hiding at their parents' feet and crying loudly.

Qian Sha frowned, and his eyes fell directly on those crying children. The parents of the children noticed the killing intent in their eyes, and hurriedly covered the children's mouths to prevent the children from making any sound.

"Listen well, my name is..." Qian Sha stroked a lock of hair, raised the corners of her lips, raised her phoenix eyes, and said word by word, "Bai, Qian, Sha!"

After finishing speaking, Bai Qiancha looked down at the restless people, and said in a cold voice, "Why don't you kneel down when you see the new king?"

The people under the city tower were so frightened that they knelt down and kowtowed to Bai Qiansha, shouting to each other: "See the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor!"

Bai Qiancha looked at the people worshiping, looked up to the sky and laughed, then turned around and flicked his sleeves, spread the wings of blood bats, and flew down from the tower to the palace.

After this day, the people of Tianhua Yao Kingdom began to live like a nightmare.The patrols at the city gate are all demons and monsters arranged by Bai Qiansha. All kinds of monsters roam around in the palace. At night, hundreds of ghosts walk in the streets. Ordinary people dare not go out at all, and those who want to resist are also captured by monsters ,

After a long time, no one dared to fight against it.

The descendants of the Gan family are nowhere to be found, and so are the descendants of the Lu family. The beliefs of the Tianhua Yao Kingdom disappeared after Bai Qiansha succeeded to the throne.

But the freshness of being the emperor for the first time filled every nerve of Bai Qiansha, and he began to indulge in luxury and money, enjoying the privileges of the emperor, sitting on the world, and expanding the territory.All the people in the world fear him, and no one dares to disobey him, even those demons and ghosts who are used by him are taboo because of his power.

However, when a person stands on a high place, there will always be a time when the height is overwhelming.After a long time of drinking, talking and playing music day and night, it also seems lonely and boring.

Year after year, the days are repeated like there is no end. After tasting all the freshness, loneliness is like the ubiquitous air.

Gradually, he began to miss those days when he was accompanied by Zi Yu, and he began to miss certain people and certain things.

Slowly, he remembered the person who was imprisoned in the cold palace by himself.

So, he really wanted to see him...

The dusk of that day was the same as before, shrouding the lonely but noisy palace.In the palace, people are still singing and dancing, but they seem lonely and withered.

Still wearing a black robe, Bai Qiancha walked through the courtyard full of bamboos, and stopped in front of the palace with the word Lenggong written on it.

There are no palace people in the cold palace, but there is a burst of piano sound.

The sad sound of the piano contains the miss of the luthier, and every string is a scene of memory.

Bai Qiancha followed the sound of the piano and walked in, looking for the person in his memory.

The person in my memory is wearing a purple shirt, his face is like a peach blossom when he smiles, and the pear blossoms are raining when he is sad.That person would hide under the rockery and read a book, would lean over to eat the pie he stole, and would tell him, you are not a monster, you are my favorite Qiansha...

How is that person doing now?Do you also think of him in the lonely and deserted night?

Thinking of this moment, Bai Qiancha had already stopped at the arch of the yard.

In the courtyard, the setting sun was like blood. The man in the purple shirt was sitting on the edge of the stone table, playing a rough Hengqin. The Qin might have been left by someone who once lived here. Many places have been damaged, and the sound from the strings is trembling, but the man insisted on playing.

Bai Qiancha walked over step by step, but felt that every time she took a step forward, her heart ached.

The man sitting under the setting sun is no longer as young and frivolous as he was back then, his face already has traces of time, and those traces make him look much more vicissitudes, but what remains unchanged is the coldness between his eyebrows and eyes .

When the footsteps stopped behind Zi Yu, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

"Didn't you say that I will never see anyone for the rest of my life? Then what are you doing here?" Zi Yu didn't look back, because he remembered the familiar footsteps, it was the person he once loved.

"I want to come and see you." Bai Qiancha didn't hide his miss for him, but this miss came too late and couldn't arouse the ripples in Zi Yu's heart.

Zi Yu stood up, turned slowly to Bai Qiancha, and stared at his face quietly.

After a long time, he said with a half-smile: "You are still as young as ten years ago, but I am getting old a little bit."

Even if the injury will heal quickly, even if you have the divine power bestowed by the female demon, life, old age, sickness and death are what mortals must experience.He will always grow old and die in this world where flowers bloom and wither, he is no longer the same as Bai Qiancha.

"So it's been ten years..." Bai Qiancha lowered his eyes slowly and murmured.

Because his face would not change again, he couldn't feel the passage of time. He thought that ten years might just be yesterday, or a month ago... In a daze, some more terrifying thoughts flashed through his mind.

Maybe, ten years is just a flick of a finger for him now, but for Zi Yu, ten years is enough to make him more vicissitudes and haggard.

In a few more decades, Zi Yu might be a gray-haired old man, but he still looks like a teenager, repeating this kind of loneliness day after day.

People around him will turn into bones one by one, leaving him to live alone in these endless years.

"Look, the camellia I planted is blooming, isn't it beautiful?" Zi Yu turned

body, squatting in front of the soil on the edge of the yard, admiring a camellia he planted.

This is a cold palace, there are no flowers, but occasionally some flying birds bring flower seeds, and Zi Yu plants these seeds in the soil, watching the flowers bloom and fall, and counting the seasons.

"Zi Yu, I still love you, can we start from the beginning?" Bai Qiancha followed Zi Yu to the edge of the soil, he looked at the blooming camellia, at the trembling back.

In fact, as long as people have experienced it for a long time, they will forget those hurts and betrayals that they thought were fatal, and their hatred will be wiped away by the longing for the past, and they will want to let go of everything and start from scratch.

And after a long time, people will forget the love they once thought would last until death, and life will become flat and calm, and they will not be able to hate or love.

"The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year." Zi Yu smiled lightly, and didn't look back at that person.