[System] Guo Shi Wushuang

Yun Yuan turned his head to look at Lu Weilou who was still busy, and flew eastward without thinking.

To be honest, he didn't know anything about camping, and instead of staying where he was and causing trouble, he might as well do his own thing while no one was looking.

The drunken flower tree is not conspicuous on the battlefield full of rare treasures. At a glance, the gloomy tone almost blends with the gray sky.But if someone stops and looks at it like a cloud, they will unconsciously be choked by it and deter their minds.

This tree has been standing for thousands of years, the branches of Panqiu are vigorous and powerful, and the wind blows continuously, and the purple and black flowers are scattered all over the ground.It was not the gorgeousness of peach blossoms spinning, but more like a ghost exhaling gently, the cool and damp petals fell on Yun Yuan's naked neck and collarbone, as if sucking temptation.

It is still daytime at this time, but the lingering gloomy luster on the flowers is rendered even more magical, and the blood-colored stamens can be seen as if they are acting like a baby when they are stretched and stretched.

Why are you so familiar?Yun Yuan clearly stepped on the weedy and petal-covered ground, but he had the illusion that the wreckage under his feet possessed spirituality.

Where did you see it?He frowned and lowered his eyes, and casually picked up the petals on his body with his fingertips. The soft and soft touch gradually awakened the memory of two years ago.

"——It's better to be drunk and dream of death than to have a big dream in this life." Yun Yuan remembered a sentence, and slowly tightened his fingers to crush the petals, letting the clear juice slide over his palm.That's right, how could he forget the sea of ​​flowers that he recklessly burned back then?Although this flower is much smaller than Zui Sheng Meng Shi, and it grows on a tree, the appearance of the flower is exactly the same.

"So that's it." Yun Yuan didn't wipe his hands, but took out the floating wine from his bosom with a relaxed expression, and suddenly turned his hands and sprinkled it on the roots of the tree.In the next second, the blood-colored stamens exhale a sweet and greasy aroma, which makes people get drunk and forget about it, while the branches and leaves on the trunk overflow with a clear smell, which makes people wake up.

Yun Yuan threw away the wine bottle, took out a brocade handkerchief and wiped away the dampness from his palm, and his face couldn't help showing a bit of mockery and sarcasm.Devil Lord Xuande probably has never been here before, so naturally he doesn't know why the general he hated for thousands of years is so addicted to alcohol and why he died of depression!

"I once heard that there was a general named Wu Qing in the human race. There was a joke in the public saying: 'Wu Qing went to battle with blood flowing, and the spear pointed at the sorrow of thousands of monsters.'"

After Yun Yuan's words fell, the gloomy drunken flower tree suddenly moved without wind, as if it was signaling something.Seeing this, the young man continued: "However, in the first ten years, he was vigorous and arrogant, but in the next ten years he was brutal and got drunk."

"It's sad and deplorable." The gust of wind grew stronger, like a mournful sob.

"It's sad that he is courageous and generous, and he is open-minded, but he is plotted against; he sighs that his brush sweeps the clouds and smoke, but his timing is not right! Alas, alas!" The young man rested his forehead on the branch, even the ubiquitous wind I probably couldn't see his expression clearly.

"I only know that his bones are buried here, and I only hope that the heroic soul will sleep forever..." Yun Yuan sighed and closed his eyes tightly, as if mourning the passing of Wu Qing, as if worshiping and admiring the semi-saint who was called a sinner, words There was even an intention to justify it.

He took out another bottle of wine, uncorked it and poured it down, his fingers trembling uncontrollably.However, the one who fell this time was the drunken dream of the famous human race!

The moment the drink touched the floor, the wind blew up!The whole grass fell to one side, and a man wearing a dilapidated armor slowly emerged. The silver armor was scarred and stained with brown blood.

He is the god general from thousands of years ago, Wu Qing!

"This wine... what wine is it? This evening, and what evening?" A hoarse voice blew past his ears. The man's handsome and vicissitudes face was always composed of tyranny and melancholy, and the breath he exhaled was like the eternal sorrow of parting.

"The name of this wine is 'Drunken Life, Dreams and Death', and today is a thousand years later." There was no trace of sadness on Yun Yuan's face, as if he was just acting on the occasion.He had boldly guessed a long time ago that a person like Wu Qing who died unwillingly would not die easily, and his obsession would bind his soul and make it last forever.And so it is.

"Too familiar." Wu Qing whispered, with a wave of that broad hand, the jade bottle in Yun Yuan's hand came into his palm, and Wu Qing poured the remaining wine into his throat.Wu Qing gradually became expressionless, but the creaking fists from excessive force told him that he was on the verge of madness.

"Ha." Wu Qing wiped off the wine from the corners of his lips with his fingers, and after just one sip, he confirmed his speculation back then.

"Can Guixiong drink alcohol?" Yun Yuan tilted his head and asked softly as if nothing had happened.

"Even death has been done, what else can't be done." The general waved his hand casually, and the jade bottle flew far away and burst into the air with a bang.The man's fingers were inserted into the messy black hair, and the eyebrows were unexpectedly flamboyant.

"This kind of wine came from the monster clan. Drinking too much and often will lead to addiction. Sometimes the mind is clear and sometimes confused, but I don't notice it." Yun Yuan was not surprised by the other party's actions, but calmly calmed down the wind. The corner of the clothes blown up, directly cut to the point.

"Wu Qing, who swept away the demon clan in the past, gradually fell into discord with his subordinates due to alcoholism, only Xuande stayed forever. And Xuande..." The young man's words paused, and his eyes glanced at the man who stood with arms folded and showed no expression. man.

"As for Xuande, he's bewitched." In the next second, Yun Yuan's throat was stuck between the trees, and the ferocious man's eyes were bloodshot, and his murderous aura was aimed at him.For so many years, Wu Qing has been insane, drunk and sober from time to time, and has long since had no scruples.

"That's Xuande, the youngest son of the Taoist school, who allows you to slander him, huh?" Wu Qing, who had previously ignored whether he was praised or hurt, finally changed his face, and the tight and hard corners of his lips showed that he was Barely suppressed his anger.After Wu Qing was sentenced by the Baijia Pavilion, he closed himself in the central battlefield, deaf to the affairs of the world, and had no idea what happened.

"You." Yun Yuan spat out a word lightly, and his slender fingers broke away the tyrannical strength of the other party.He has never been a scholar without the strength to restrain a chicken. His physical fitness is not inferior to anyone, but he lacks the baptism of fire and blood.

"You made it." The young man covered the lower half of his face with a fan, and the sharp edge of the fan received Wu Qing's dismissive eyes.

"If the person I deeply believe in, who I follow wholeheartedly, ruins Paoze's life, I will also be enchanted..."

"Lie." Before Yun Yuan could finish his words, he was interrupted by the other party.Wu Qing's ridicule was beyond words before.

"Okay, I can lie, but Xuande can't." Yun Yuan smiled indifferently, without any embarrassment.Where in the world can you make yourself follow someone wholeheartedly?He himself is the one who is followed.

"Whether you believe it or not, Xuande has fallen into a demon. And his obsession is you who are drunk, you who are crazy, and you who have ruined hundreds of thousands of lives."

"It's you, Wu Qing." The Taoist youngest son was forced to shatter the heart of the holy way, took off the jade card and became a demon at a thought.I don't know how the general will feel.

"I know, I am very disappointed when you see this person. Let me tell you, Xuande is not dead yet." Seeing Wu Qing's moved expression, Yun Yuan spoke more and more cruelly.

"You know better than anyone else that he will never set foot on the soil where you sleep."

"So what if he sees you?"

"Knowing that what I have hated for many years is just an illusion, knowing that the reason why I became a demon is just a joke, and then, disappear?"

Yun Yuan's every word is heartbreaking. In his opinion, a dead soul is a dead soul, and he can't do anything for the human race without a body.Perhaps a hero like Lu Weilou would respect and consider each other when he knew the truth, but Yun Yuan would not.

Compared with that kind of illusory admiration, he wants to use this soul to achieve the eternal peace he promised.

"So, Wu Qing. Do you want to repeat the past and drive Xuande to death for the second time?" The last question made the man who stood upright pale suddenly, and his condensed solid soul began to overflow with light spots, and he was in a state of collapse edge.

"Young son of the Strategist family, tell me about your purpose." Wu Qing stabilized his emotions and glanced at the jade plaque next to Yun Yuan. He finally looked squarely at the young man in front of him and asked in a deep voice.

"..." Yun Yuan opened and closed to say something, and from the moment he uttered the words, this battlefield and this land are all his foils, and they are all insignificant pawns on his chessboard.I saw the young man's ending sound turned high, obviously he was a boy who had never experienced anything in the world, but his momentum ran over Wu Qing: "Choose, Wu Qing. Do you want the demon Xuande, or the human race?"

Wu Qing was stunned by Yun Yuan's words for a moment, he took a deep look at the other party, slowly opened his muscular arms, closed his sharp and unruly eyebrows, and gradually turned into light spots and dissipated on the battlefield.

"I don't know why you were born in a human race like you, and I don't know if it's the luck of the human race or the tragedy of the human race..." Wu Qing's unique voice was slightly blurred by the breeze, but the smile on the thin lips was no longer manic and violent , but serene and peaceful.

"I don't choose anything you give me. I choose Taoist Xuande."

When Wu Qing left, he seemed to see the elegant figure of the white-robed man thousands of years ago.

Xuande, how lucky I am to have met you!If we are still born into the human race, how about we become a robe again?

"I am Xuande, the youngest son of the Taoist school, and you are the general Wu Qing?" At the end of the mist, Xuande's indifferent back and voice faded into Wu Qing's senses, and was permanently forgotten in the world along with his consciousness.

The wind has not calmed down yet.Yun Yuan watched the light spot leave, and stepped forward to put away the ancient box that the other party left in place.On the way to turn around, he seemed to think of something, then he raised his hand and picked off a flower of evil that was in full bloom and put it into the box.

"I'll take you as my vote." The young man's voice drifted farther and farther away with the lingering breeze, sinking into the distance.

The author has something to say: the layout of the fairy clan has been completed, and the layout of the demon clan has begun.It feels like I'm about to abolish QAQ in my mind as I continue to gather the foreshadowing that I planted before.