Capture Creator X1

Yue Jianglian seemed to be thrown into a honeypot by someone. The sweet and thick amber honey covered his body layer by layer, from his toes to his head, and he was instantly blocked by the honey from seeing, hearing and breathing.

After a while, Yue Jianglian realized that he was actually holding his breath.

The boy's fingertips only lingered on the back of his neck for a while, and he retracted his hand as if confirming something.

"How did General Yue get the scar on the back of his neck?" Cheng Jieyi looked at the scar and was really speechless now.

It took a while for Yue Jianglian to raise her hands to support the wall of the car to support her body, so as not to collapse suddenly.

Yue Jianglian was panting, her lips and complexion looked as if someone had splashed a pool of spring water, and a warm and extravagant heat came out from the inside out.He looked up at Cheng Jieyi, his always cold eyes seemed to be filled with intoxicating spirits.

Yue Jianglian couldn't hear what Cheng Jieyi said to him at all, he just felt that the young man in front of him was being bullied by Shanlouye, panicked, and finally couldn't help but want to ask him.

But how proud this young man is, in the end he could only reach out to touch him a little, not even daring to touch Yue Jianglian's clothes.

Seeing Yue Jianglian getting closer, Cheng Jieyi realized that there seemed to be something wrong with Yue Jianglian's expression. He immediately coughed twice alertly, stepped back and grabbed an embroidered pillow and placed it on Yue Jianglian's face.

"I just want to ask General Yue where the injury on the back of his neck came from!"

The young man's stern voice was like a thunderbolt, which allowed Yue Jianglian to escape from the chaotic desire. He himself was somewhat surprised by his gaffe, but when he saw Cheng Jieyi curled up in the corner of the carriage like a cat, the desire in his heart suddenly disappeared. Some are just about to move.

Yue Jianglian couldn't help laughing at himself, it was clear that he had delusions in his heart, so why attribute this gaffe to Cheng Jieyi?

Seeing that Yue Jianglian's expression gradually returned to his usual cold look, Cheng Jieyi put down the pillow, but it was still placed between him and Yue Jianglian as a cover.

Cheng Jieyi thought for a while, then took out the dagger in his sleeve and put it on his lap, and waited for Yue Jianglian's answer.

Yue Jianglian felt that he was really unattractive before, so he couldn't help but sit upright and told the young master about the origin of the scar.He doesn't pay much attention to his appearance like Shan Louye and Wan Qiusheng. Although there are ugly scars on his body, Yue Jianglian feels that the injury is quite honorable.

"The people on the Changgeyuan Plain go out together to hunt snakes on the ice field when they are 15 years old. That year, only me and my sister who was one year older than me went there. We searched outside for ten days, but nowhere was there. I couldn’t find any traces of the snakes. I thought it was a common thing, after all, the number of snakes was getting smaller and smaller every year, and some people couldn’t find them even after going out.”

"It's just that my sister didn't give up. One day when we were passing through the frozen lake, we saw a black-tailed snake with a length of hundreds of feet entering the lake. My sister has always been stronger than me, so I stepped forward to lure the snake over."

"We fought with the snake for three days. Sister's long sword broke first, and the snake spit out acid on her. I cut off the snake's head with my sword and stood in front of sister. But the acid was still there. Splashed my back."

"When I got home, I spent several months in a daze, and the scars on my back were all healed, except for the nape of my neck, which couldn't be removed with any medicine, as if it had been chopped off."

"But I don't find it ugly."

After Yue Jianglian finished speaking, she didn't show any disgust on Cheng Jieyi's face, the young man just looked at him blankly, as if he was remembering something.

"I see... Is there something else to do about General Yue? If there is nothing else, I have to leave."

"Your Majesty is unwell?"

Yue Jianglian raised his hand to feel Cheng Jieyi's pulse, but Cheng Jieyi shook his head and looked at him calmly, which meant asking Yue Jianglian to get out of the car.

Originally, it was inappropriate for Yue Jianglian to ride a horse and block the way, but now it is only natural to ask him to leave.

Normally, Yue Jianglian might stay by Cheng Jieyi's side gently and forcefully, send him back to the palace all the way, and maybe even write memorials with Cheng Jieyi, but seeing the tired look on the young man's face, he turned to Cheng Jieyi He cupped his hands, turned and got off the carriage.

The unremarkable carriage moved forward ten steps, then suddenly turned to the left, as if it was going back to the palace.

Yue Jianglian was riding on the horse, raising her hand to caress the back of her neck, the scar that had been fine all year round felt a little hot for some reason.

Cheng Jieyi stopped the carriage one long street away from Huang Li's sorrowful rain.

"Just wait here."

After Cheng Jieyi finished speaking, there was no more sound from the carriage.

The shoppers sitting outside couldn't sit still.

He also thought that His Majesty would meet with three generals in one day, but he received money from each general.

But now it's not easy for him to jump out of the car alone and run down the street to collect money.

After all, staying by His Majesty's side is even more refreshing.

Behind Purchasing, the curtain of the car window was raised, revealing a hand with slender knuckles, on which a small oriole bird was parked, Yubai's fingertips moved slightly, the oriole bird Chirping and flapping its wings, it flew away.

Today's oriole is worried about the rain, and a real oriole ushered in.

The oriole did not chirp, but quietly landed on the railing on the top floor of Oriole Sorrowful Rain, its fluffy wings fluttered twice, and those black bean-like eyes quietly looked ahead, the beauty in the bedroom .

The beauty seemed to have received some good news, she was humming a song while picking out clothes.

After changing into a water-blue gown dotted with gold and jade, and tied the waist with a belt, no one can find anything wrong with that waist and figure.

Huang Liniao tilted her head, wanting to take a closer look, the beauty seemed to notice something and suddenly turned her head, Huang Liniao was not afraid, and continued to look at him.

The beauty looked at the oriole for a long time, and then seemed not to notice anything unusual, then flicked her long water-blue hair, and stood in front of the mirror to take care of herself again.

Afterwards, he changed a few headgear, either he thought it was too plain, or he thought it was too grand. In the end, he raised his hand to pick up a headband, and raised his long hair up high.

Every time he wants to meet people, he always thinks it will be more energetic if his hair is tied up.

When he looked in the mirror and felt satisfied, he turned around and went out.It's just that chubby oriole on the railing outside the promenade, I don't know where it went.

Wan Qiusheng didn't care, he just went downstairs and walked to the long street where his subordinates reported seeing Cheng Jieyi's carriage.

It's just that when Wan Qiusheng got there after posing, there was no longer a carriage carrying Cheng Jieyi on that street.

Kyoto, the royal palace.

Cheng Jieyi got off the carriage, with an oriole parked on his shoulder, and headed for the imperial study.

Seeing this, the palace maids and servants on the road all booed and asked for warmth, but these people could tell that the young lord was not in a good mood with just a word, so they stepped back.

After Cheng Jieyi entered the imperial study, the palace maids and servants began to discuss.

"Is it because outsiders show His Majesty face?"

"Who?"

"Who else can there be, just the three generals..."

In the imperial study room, Cheng Jieyi didn't read the booklet, but asked about the oriole in his hand again.

"Are you sure you can see that there is also a scar on the back of Wan Qiusheng's neck?"

"See clearly! Can't you share the vision with me? I'm not lying! It's like a scar that was chopped off!" The oriole chirped, then lowered its head and pecked at Cheng Jieyi's finger.

"My time is almost up, if you still want to send me to do something, you have to renew!"

The oriole puffed out its bulging chest and opened its mouth to count.

It's a pity that the rich man in front of Huang Li didn't seem to want to renew the fee, Huang Li regretted the last two chirps and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

Cheng Jieyi used [-] points to open the plane communication channel.

When Cheng Jieyi was about to escape in Dongxue Country, Ah Yan also used this channel to contact Cheng Jieyi across planes.

In the past, Cheng Jieyi had never used it. One was that he didn’t want to be distracted during the mission, and the other was that there was nothing to chat across planes.

This time, after Cheng Jieyi opened the channel, he directly dialed Ah Yan's communication number.

The system is connecting, beeping one inorganic beep after another.

Speaking of it, the back of the neck may be the easiest place for people to ignore and not see clearly.

Once you grow your hair, if you don't tie it up yourself, or it is blown by the wind, and someone is standing behind you, you will basically not be able to find what is on the back of the other's neck.

When Cheng Jieyi saw the exact same scar on the back of Wan Qiusheng's neck through Huang Li, he couldn't fool himself that it was just a coincidence.

Di Shitian is also a coincidence?

So why would Cheng Jieyi, who was the task subject in the past, look at the back of other people's necks?Among them, will it also...

Ah Yan... Ah Yan.

Cheng Jieyi held the word "Ayan" on the tip of his tongue, repeating it silently over and over again.

Cheng Jieyi propped his forehead, thinking about the first time he met Ah Yan, the moment he had just left Yun's house.

He bid farewell to his mother whose personality had changed drastically, and he didn't want to see Yun Lan and Lou Sheng again. He was neither in a good mood nor in a bad mood.He was sitting in the airship, but Lou Sheng still chased him, treating Cheng Jieyi as his own on the light screen as in the past.

At that moment, Cheng Jieyi was really a little irritable, and then... Ah Yan appeared.

It seemed that Cheng Jieyi hugged and kissed a stranger for the first time in his life. It was different from the traditional hugs and kisses. A Yan looked at Cheng Jieyi as if he had known him a long time ago.

Although the tender love in those eyes was only fleeting, Cheng Jieyi was indeed touched.

It was like a place to stay suddenly appeared in this vast and helpless world, so Cheng Jieyi took the initiative to extend his hand to Ah Yan.

[Cheng Jieyi. 】

[A Yan. 】

The two peers exchanged names and became close friends.

Ah Yan knew everything about Cheng Jieyi's past, but Cheng Jieyi didn't know everything about Ah Yan.

【A Yan, where are your parents? 】

[No, I'm an orphan. 】

【A Yan, where is your family? 】

【Oh, the one I didn't want at home, so I ran away from home halfway. 】

Every time Cheng Jieyi asks about Ah Yan's past, Ah Yan always gives a different answer.

He was always indifferent, as if deliberately concealing the past, even though Cheng Jieyi respected Ah Yan, Cheng Jieyi still wanted to know everything about Ah Yan.

Because... because that's what friends are, isn't it?

Want to be closer, want to be more intimate.

But when Cheng Jieyi wanted to ask again, Ah Yan asked Cheng Jieyi to open his hands.

Cheng Jieyi stretched out his hand, and Ah Yan raised his hands, and from the closed hands sprinkled a star-like light.

Those bright lights gathered in Cheng Jieyi's hands again, turning into a little fish shining with starlight.

The little fish flapped its tail and swam along with the wind. It circled Cheng Jieyi's head twice, then swam up to Cheng Jieyi's forehead and kissed him sweetly. in the air.

[I secretly brought it back from the last mission world, where the oceans are full of stardust. 】

[I think it's very beautiful, so I'll show it to you. 】

Ah Yan smiled until his eyes turned into crescent moons. He was originally very masculine, with silver hair and blue eyes like a mermaid in the sea, beautiful and affectionate.

With such a smile, Cheng Jieyi could see a little childishness in him.

【Ayan, what do you like?I will bring it to you later. 】

Cheng Jieyi clumsily showed kindness to Ah Yan, he wanted to treat Ah Yan as well as Ah Yan did to him.

Ah Yan shook his head, behind him a large flock of snowbirds flapped their wings and flew by, raising a gust of wind that scattered his hair.

But Cheng Jieyi could still see the smile on Ah Yan's face.

【I will reach out to get what I want. 】

[Because that is hundreds of millions of times more difficult than picking the stars and sinking the moon. 】

[But I am happy with it. 】

[DiDiDi - call timed out, connection interrupted -]

The call to Ah Yan was not answered in the end.

Cheng Jieyi's [-] points were in vain, but he didn't feel regretful.

He just didn't understand, if Ah Yan could really come to another plane to act as a mission target, what was his purpose?

Is this the new way to earn points?The system specially arranged for Ah Yan?

But it's impossible, the task of all dreamers is the same.

They want to bring something to the lower plane that that plane didn't have.

What this plane needs is "peace and stability". If Ah Yan played the role of the three generals of this plane, he would deviate from the mission of the dream maker and be the one who started the war.

So... this should not be the task of the dream maker.

Cheng Jieyi sat on the throne that was spacious enough for three people, looked at the memorial in front of him, raised his hand to press the earrings again, and called out to Ah Yan.

For the past two days, the maids and servants in the palace were a little worried. The young lord has been hiding in the imperial study room, eating and lodging there, as if he was busy day and night.

The maids wanted to remind Cheng Jieyi to pay attention to the dragon's body, but every time they looked at Cheng Jieyi's slightly black eyes but more majestic appearance, they couldn't say what they said no matter what.

The maids could only remember to serve Cheng Jieyi tea, fruit, and snacks from time to time, and be careful not to let Cheng Jieyi be blown by the wind, and they didn't dare to care about anything else.

It's just that they still have to go up and talk to Cheng Jieyi today, because Cheng Jieyi is going to the city gate tonight and needs to make preparations earlier.

After hearing what the maid said, Cheng Jieyi closed the memorial and glanced at Kelou.

"Understood, I'll sleep for a while, call me when the time comes, change your clothes and go out."

When the maids went out, Cheng Jieyi collapsed on the throne and buried his head in the pillow beside him.

In the past few days, I still haven't been able to connect to Ah Yan's communication. In addition to [call timed out], the system sometimes sends out an unknown message [out of range, unable to connect].

Cheng Jieyi was a little annoyed with Ah Yan at first, but later it became worried.

Cheng Jieyi felt that he thought about Ah Yan too much, but he didn't understand why he couldn't think too much.He was just worried and missed Ah Yan.

Cheng Jieyi sank into sleep, this time in his dream... he saw bloodstains and wreckage all over the place.

I don't know what happened to that eternally holy cloud palace.In the sky, above the sea of ​​clouds, there are huge wreckages that can't be seen at a glance.

Those wreckages looked like creatures in the deep sea, or something called "ancient gods" roaming the universe, but those omnipotent "gods" who dominated a world were chopped into countless corpses at this moment.

The crimson blue blood gathered in the sea of ​​clouds to form a river, flowing along the edge of the sea of ​​clouds like a waterfall to the lower world.

The wind was full of unwilling wailing and mourning, but those hidden spirits had already dissipated in the air, and there was no possibility of reuniting.

Cheng Jieyi walked forward step by step, looking at the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood in front of him, he walked all the way to the highest point, and then... he saw the familiar blond young man in a place where human eyes could not reach.

He also saw Cheng Jieyi.

As if seeing Cheng Jieyi for the first time, the blond young man walked up happily.

When he stepped over a golden line under his feet, he was stepped on his shoulders and pressed heavily to the ground the next moment.

[...Damn it. 】

Cheng Jieyi heard himself speak vaguely, then he raised his hand high, a blood-red sickle was raised in his hand, and then swung down violently, warm red blood splashed all over his body.

Cheng Jieyi stared blankly at the bloody face in front of him, and then at the mountain of corpses covered by the sea of ​​clouds, his mind suddenly became clear for a moment.

[It turns out that I did it all. 】

Cheng Jieyi lowered his head and looked at the blond young man at his feet. The man's neck was only connected with half of the bone and a little flesh.

Even though he was about to die, he still looked at Cheng Jieyi with wide eyes. His snow-white skin was covered with plum-like blood, and the blood vessels and nerves were struggling to heal.

The blond young man was in extreme pain, but he still gave Cheng Jieyi a gentle smile.

【do not be afraid. 】

[I will not die. 】

The palace maids and servants slowly opened the door of the imperial study room with clothes and accessories, incense burner and makeup powder.

It's time to call their little majesty.

The maids raised their smiles and walked lightly to the throne. They were about to call Cheng Jieyi, but they saw that His Majesty, who was always calm and majestic... his face was full of tears.

"Your Majesty?" a palace maid called tremblingly.

The young man lying on the throne slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were blurred, and he couldn't tell whether what he saw was the sun outside or the brilliant golden hair above the sea of ​​clouds.

It took a while before Cheng Jieyi got out of the chaotic dream, and when he could see clearly, the servant in front of him had already knelt down on the ground, his face was covered with tears.

"Why are you crying?" Cheng Jieyi looked at them.

"Your Majesty, has Your Majesty been bullied by the generals?"

"As long as you give an order, we will give up our lives and vent our anger for His Majesty!"

Shocking howls resounded in the imperial study room, and Cheng Jieyi rubbed his brows with a headache.

"Everyone is talking nonsense there, change my clothes for me, it's time to go."

When Cheng Jieyi gave an order, the servants immediately jumped up, wiped Cheng Jieyi's face, felt ointment, changed his clothes and combed his hair.

After the clothes were put on, there was a skillful court lady who wanted to put makeup on Cheng Jieyi.

But where does this flawless young man need any makeup?After applying powder, Cheng Jieyi's original good complexion could not be shown, and the eyebrow drawing seemed too deliberate.

Because of crying just now, the boy's snow-white eyelids still had a tinge of red, falling to the corners of his eyes.

Even the rouge made by the most colorful flower in the country can't get such a captivating color.

The palace maid stared blankly at Cheng Jieyi for a while, until Cheng Jieyi frowned in confusion, then she quickly used a rouge pen to dab some bright red balm, and placed a blessing flower seal between Cheng Jieyi's eyebrows.

Dressed in a fine attire like this, scented with golden osmanthus, and with a little flower print on his eyebrows, the young master is ready to dress up.

Cheng Jieyi stood up and walked out of the imperial study room. As he walked, the jade pendant on his body and the jade hairpin on his head made a crisp sound, like the incomparable sound that can only be found in fairy palaces.

When he boarded the imperial chariot, a maid handed him a bunch of freshly picked golden osmanthus.

The new king must bring birthday flowers when he goes to the gate of the city, so that the people can know the year of the new king.It's just that no one in the palace knew the date of Cheng Jieyi's birth, so they had no choice but to marry Jingui who originally lived in the small courtyard of Cheng Jieyi, hoping to agree.

As expected, Cheng Jieyi didn't raise any objection, he just took the flowers, got in the car and sat down.

The imperial chariot slowly got up and headed towards the city gate.

In the city of Kyoto, the people have long been waiting under the city gate, waiting to meet their new king.

There are always all kinds of rumors about the new king in the capital city, either with that general or with this general.

Therefore, in their hearts, the new king does not have the majesty of a king, but it shows that he is a rare beauty.

It's enough to be a beauty, so pretty!

The common people were chattering, while princes and ministers sat on the tall buildings on both sides that were as high as the city gate.

They also sincerely look forward to seeing the young master who is as beautiful as a god again.

On the tall building opposite, there are three generals sitting. They can be said to be competing for splendor today. If they don't say clearly, they think these three are the new kings.

The copper bell rang three times, and there was silence in front of the city gate, only a slight sound of footsteps came from the city gate, and everyone knew that it was the new king who was about to come out.

Everyone waited with bated breath, and saw the clear wind and clouds, and the bright white full moon shining in the sky. When the bright silver moonlight fell on the city gate, it also illuminated the city standing on the top of the city gate, as if stepping on the moon. Come young master.

The breeze blows the long black hair of the new king, the voices of Dongzhu and Yupei linger, the young man's eyes move slightly, and the air in this world seems to be drained.

According to folklore, only the most beautiful person in the world is eligible to sit on this throne.

If it's the number one beauty, then no one wants to rebel, they just want to follow her.

No one takes this seriously on weekdays, and it is only occasionally used in some eclectic jokes.

But seeing the young lord today, he feels that he is willing to die now.

I don't know how long it took, who was the first to shout "Long live, long live, Your Majesty", and then shouts like a mountain roar and a tsunami came one after another.

The young lord held the golden osmanthus in his hand, stood on the tall building, under the bright moon... and smiled.

On the tall building, the three generals who were also stunned at first saw that Cheng Jieyi's eyes seemed to be a little red.

It's not the color of rouge, but like the blush you get when you are emotional.

He... cried.