The Devil and the Flower

In the troubled times of the world, the dynasty is at its end, and all disputes end at the sword of a young man.

When he walked into the imperial city with the heads of the princes from all directions and stepped on the throne at the top of the hall, everyone bowed their heads and surrendered at his feet.

Jiang Hongzhang's blood spattered all over the ground.

Jiang Wangting withdrew his long knife indifferently, saw Luo Bingying smiling at him, and heard shouts coming from all around: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty—"

This "Your Majesty" is naturally not calling the dead Jiang Hongzhang, but calling him. They hope to support him as the new lord of the imperial city.

This is the position that many people dream of, but he just doesn't like it.

From the beginning to the end, his eyes only followed one person.

Regardless of the yelling behind him, Jiang Wangting ran out without looking back, and saw Ye Wuyue playing the piano on the tall building.

Jiang Wangting said: "Wu Yue, thank you just now for playing the qin, otherwise I will be pierced by arrows, and you saved me again."

Ye Wuyue just played the piano silently, without saying a word.

Jiang Wangting looked at him for a while, then said in a low voice: "You treat me so well, I seem to be unclear all my life, what should I do?"

After the song, Ye Wuyue shook his head and said, "You don't need to pay anything."

Jiang Wangting walked over and held down the strings, and said seriously: "This is not allowed."

The sound of the piano was chaotic and stopped abruptly, Ye Wuyue looked up at him.

Through the mask, Jiang Wangting looked at him, his cheeks gradually turned red, and only when he was in front of him did he look a little nervous.

But Ye Wuyue got up and said: "Today is the seventh day, I will tell you about the last city, please listen carefully."

It was as if a pot of cold water was poured over his head, extinguishing all his reveries.

Jiang Wangting blurted out, "I don't want to hear it."

Ye Wuyue walked forward slowly and said: "Time is running out, don't be willful."

Jiang Wangting chased after him, but stepped into another realm, surrounded by clouds, as if he accidentally broke into the enchantment where Ye Wuyue was bathing.

Ye Wuyue's figure was in front of him, obviously walking very slowly, but when he ran, he couldn't catch up no matter what.

He couldn't help shouting: "Wu Yue!"

Ye Wuyue said indifferently: "In the blue sky in the sky, thousands of steps lead to hundreds of cities. This last city is the first city under the blue sky, Chongling City. The owner of Chongling City is neither human, nor demon, nor a ghost, but it was actually created by the blood of the devil king." You can be regarded as a descendant of the devil king. But after all, your talent is limited, and your future is not as promising as you."

Jiang Wangting didn't even bother to listen to what he said, he was sweating profusely after chasing him, and shouted, "Wu Yue, where are you going?"

Ye Wuyue didn't answer.

Jiang Wangting said: "Stop quickly, look back at me, I still have a lot to say to you!"

Unknowingly, he chased him, walked over countless steps, until he reached the highest point, and saw countless cities below.

Ye Wuyue said lightly: "If one day, you ascend to the ninth level and sit on the supreme position as you wish, you will destroy that blue sky realm."

Jiang Wangting broke out in a cold sweat, feeling cold inside and out, and kept calling him: "I don't want anything! At least you tell me where you are going. I don't ask you to stay, but can you take me with you?" ?”

Ye Wuyue said: "You can't go where I want to go."

Jiang Wangting said: "I will become stronger! Strong enough to go anywhere! You tell me..."

The white clothes fluttered with the wind, Ye Wuyue raised his hand and took off his mask.

The wind moved and the clouds moved, and hundreds of cities shook together, but the snow fell between his eyebrows, and there was no sound.

But Jiang Wangting could only see his back, and heard his calm voice, with a mysterious ethereal feeling, echoing in the world: "It's common for fate to come together. Find the way yourself, don't look for me again."

"Why don't you turn around! No—"

The young man screamed, fell over with all his strength, and hugged him all at once, but in an instant, the figure of the man in white turned into light spots of nothingness in the sky, and disappeared between the sky and the earth.

Jiang Wangting flew into the air, fell to the ground, and stretched out his hand in a daze to hug all the light spots.

But in the blink of an eye, the clouds cleared, and he had returned to the tall buildings of the imperial city in the mortal world. He could see people everywhere, except the one he most wanted to see.

"Wu Yue? Where are you, Wu Yue?"

"Why did you leave as soon as you said, and didn't even give me time to say goodbye?"

"Wuyue! Come back, Ye Wuyue——"

Jiang Wangting ran down the tall building, pushed away the panicked crowd, searched all over the imperial city, and finally fell to the ground exhausted, his eyes were red as if they were about to bleed.

He looked up at the dark night sky, and remembered that when he fled in the mountains and forests that day, the sky was just as dark, and he couldn't see any light.

"Wuyue, I still have a lot of things I want to tell you. You have been wandering indefinitely. I want to go to the Nine Heavens, search for the rare treasures in the world, and build a fairy palace for you, so that you can have a place to live and a place to rely on. ..."

Feng Yueci approached slowly, Jiang Huan's voice overlapped with the boy's voice.

"...I know you are powerful, but I will practice hard, so strong that I can stand by your side, protect you, accompany you, and guard you. I will always treat you well, don't leave, okay?"

The young man poked his heart out and said his heartfelt heart, but no one could respond.

When he was dying in exile, he didn't cry, but at this moment, his eyes were wet.

Outside the illusion, time and space intertwined, Feng Yueci caressed his cheek, and replied seriously: "Okay."

Jiang Huan's heart was slightly sad, but also slightly sweet, which almost made him unable to maintain his emotions, he laughed as usual after a while, hugged Feng Yueci from behind, and said: "I heard, A Yue."

Feng Yue resigned, "Sorry."

Jiang Huan said: "Ah Yue didn't do anything wrong, why should he apologize? I've never heard a benefactor apologize to a rescued person. At that time, you and I didn't understand our intentions, and we didn't make any promises. It was all my own wishful thinking."

Feng Yue resigned, "No."

Jiang Huan said: "Ah Yue, I have never complained, and I don't need sympathy or pity from others, because I know what I want, just like I said before, since I have chosen this path, I am not afraid of a difficult future .”

Speaking of this, Jiang Huan shook his hand and said with a smile: "If I don't give up and give up lightly, how can I get what I want?"

Feng Yueci stared at their intertwined hands and said, "Is it worth it?"

Jiang Huan raised his hand and kissed it, raised his eyebrows and said, "I am willing."

Feng Yueci was silent for a moment, looked up, and saw the young man in the illusion smashed the imperial city with a knife, forced back the people who asked him to ascend the throne, and left indifferently.

The immaturity of his childhood has all faded away, and he is more and more like Emperor Jiang who is revered as a god by future generations.

Luo Bingying followed him and watched helplessly as he traveled all corners of the world in search of someone.

She finally broke out, and when he was resting for tea, she stopped him in the room and said, "Three years! Brother Wang Ting, you have been looking for him for three full years, isn't that enough?"

Jiang Wangting said: "This matter has nothing to do with you."

Luo Bingying burst into tears instantly, knocked down the cup in his hand, and hissed: "You have been looking for him for three years, but I have been with you for 13 years! Why can't you look back at me?"

Jiang Wangting didn't want to pay attention to her at first, but when he heard this, he stopped going out and said calmly, "I also want to ask, why can't Wuyue look back at me? Why can't you look back at Zong Chen?"

Outside, Zong Chen stood by the door and sighed in a low voice.

He has been looking for him for three years, she has been chasing him for three years, and he has been with her for three years.

Luo Bingying turned her head back, lost her voice, her lips trembled slightly, and her whole body was trembling.

The matter of feelings is unreasonable at all, who is more wronged than the other.

Jiang Wangting said: "Little girl, go home."

Luo Bingying wiped away her tears, sobbed and said: "But you have searched all over the world, if he is gone, he is gone."

Jiang Wangting said: "No, it's just mortal world. I will go to Baicheng, Biluohuangquan, I haven't searched all of them yet."

Luo Bingying's teeth were chattering, and she could hardly speak a complete sentence. She said, "Xuanxu City is in charge of the passage between the mortal world and Baicheng. Zong Chen has long said that he has not returned to Baicheng! Why don't you believe it?"

Jiang Wangting said: "I only believe in myself."

Luo Bingying took a deep breath, clenched her fists and said, "What if... what if you still can't find him? What if he is really dead? Even if you did find him, if he has never been tempted, just What about your wishful thinking?"

"If you can't find it, keep looking for it. If he dies, I will find a way to revive him." Jiang Wangting pushed her away and walked outside. All the difficult things that ordinary people can't imagine, are understated in his mouth.

Only the last question, he paused, then whispered: "He has never been tempted by me, I have always known."

Jiang Wangting walked out of the room.

Luo Bingying could only feel the dizziness in front of her eyes, she swayed to support the table, and broke free from Zong Chen who was protecting her. She was dazed for a long time, big tears rolled down, and finally covered her face with her hands, and burst into tears.

The crying sound dissipated together with the illusion in front of them, and in a blink of an eye, Jiang Huan and Feng Yueci had returned to the original dream of the scroll.

In the middle of the night, the dew was heavy, and the phantom was gone by the stone table, but there was still wine on the table. Jiang Huan went to that position and sat down, making familiar movements as if they had been repeated for thousands of years.

Only when I looked up at the moon at that time, but this month is in front of me.

Jiang Huan held Feng Yueci's hand without letting go, smiled, and explained: "The memory behind has been sealed by myself, and I don't know what the hell is going on. But forget it, anyway, I cheated myself, not once. Twice."

Feng Yue resigned, "Can't you open it?"

Jiang Huan said: "I can't help it. Although I don't want to admit it, I was indeed at the peak of my cultivation when I was Emperor Jiang. Now I'm still a little bit behind."

Feng Yue resigned: "It is said in the book that you later conquered hundreds of cities, and you were invincible."

Jiang Huan sighed, and said: "Ah Yue taught us so well. But now that I think about it, you left too hastily at that time, I don't know what happened, and you are so familiar with Baicheng..."

Feng Yueci looked up at him.

Jiang Huan murmured: "I'm not afraid of Ayue's jokes. After recovering some memories, I even wondered if you were the devil king in the legend, but you don't act like... You revealed the weakness of Baicheng to me, and told me to destroy it." The Blue Sky Realm seems to have enmity with the Demon King. Forget it, don’t guess, no matter who A Yue is, he will be my man if he catches up to him.”

Feng Yueci stood quietly by the side, not knowing what he was thinking, and did not make a sound.

Jiang Huan shook his head, raised his hand and shook the jug, and said, "Remembering so many past events at once, it's really difficult to settle down, I..."

Feng Yueci saw that he was slightly disappointed, suddenly brushed his hand away, entered the hall, and left a sentence "Wait for me for a while".

Jiang Huan stood up, following his figure with his eyes, puzzled and said: "A Yue?"

Not long after, the door of the palace opened, and a figure came out slowly. The hem of the red clothes swirled up and down, and the gorgeous lines were as bright as a fluttering butterfly in the night.

The wine jug in Jiang Huan's hand fell to the ground with a "slap" and fell to pieces.

Feng Yueci walked up to him with a lantern, and said: "It's not your wishful thinking. Wang Ting, the past is over and there is no turning back, and now your dream is fulfilled, I hope you will never regret it, okay?"