blues paradox

"That snow... there is a problem." An unfamiliar voice echoed around the temple like ripples. After tens of millions of years, it penetrated through the gap between time and space.

Lan Tuo followed the voice and looked over. It was the demon priest who had been wearing a silver mask all the time. Can clearly see the indelible traces carved in those eyes by the passage of time and years.

Unexpectedly, Lan Tiao thought of those golden eyes full of streamer, as if they contained the sun, moon and stars flowing in them, the light and shadow changing, as deep as night and as quiet as an abyss.

There is also the owner of those eyes, who is full of daunting elegance and evil charm in every gesture, messy and soft hair like the moon and the Milky Way falling from the nine heavens, a white robe fluttering in the wind, and the sleeves fluttering in the air, pointing Jiang Shan, unrestrained and unrestrained, with slightly raised phoenix eyes, is full of indescribable elegance.

Lan Tiao tightly clutched the clothes around his heart, his slender and pale five fingers bent into claws, as if he was going to poke into his heart fiercely like this, wishing to dig out the heart that was curled up in pain, from now on, again I don't want that person who is like a flowing cloud and a bright moon to suffer from the bone-burning pain.

But he can't!

Lan Tuo tightly clenched his fists, faintly visible light blue blood on the back of his hand.

Every time I close my eyes, the image of that person turning around resolutely, throwing his sleeves away, and watching him quietly, as if he has witnessed the collapse of a world, appears in his mind.

The dazzling white light dragged the man's figure for a long, long time, as if it was reflected on his heart, and his flesh and blood soul was engraved vividly. The blood seeped out from under the blade unstoppably, smashed onto the hard ground, staining the inch of ground beneath his feet red.

Lan Tuo opened his eyes and looked up at the scene of fluorescent snow, if the falling flowers were colorful and fluttering.It fell at an extremely slow speed, but it seemed to contain an aura that could block the sky and the sun, and it was unstoppable for thousands of troops, and it felt heavy and oppressive inexplicably.

"That's not snow." Blues said softly, "That's disaster."

He raised his right hand slightly, as if he wanted to catch the falling snow, and the glistening white dots fluttered to his palm, blocked by a faint transparent barrier, but this was just the beginning, the next second, that Luoxue seemed to break free from all shackles, sank and fell without any hindrance, penetrated the barrier bit by bit at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, and was about to fall into Lan Tuo's palm, the young man's eyes flashed faintly, his expression uneasy He lowered his arms and let the falling snow fall to the ground, like a blooming spray, corroding a few uneven holes in the hard marble floor.

Seeing this, everyone's expressions couldn't help changing. Mei Sha, who couldn't stop admiring the beauty and romance before, was even paler with a seductive face. Snowflakes hit.

"The enchantment will be exhausted sooner or later...go to the side hall." Luo Yi suddenly stood up, met the strange or unbelievable eyes of the crowd, and involuntarily pulled the blue tone and walked towards the side hall of the temple.

Feeling the strange touch on his hands, even the body temperature is not the slightly cold temperature he is familiar with, Lan Tuo has never clearly recognized Xiu's uniqueness and irreplaceability in his heart like now, and has never been like this at this moment. Helplessly and sadly, I realized that that person was indeed no longer by my side...

For a moment, my heart was as cold as if it was placed in the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month and frozen into ice.

"Let go, Luo Yi." Lantiao said coldly, with a kind of almost cruel innocence mixed between his brows, which he has been carrying since the beginning of the human world, the unique charm of Lantiao, which seems to be extremely contradictory, But inexplicably tacit harmony.

"Lan..." Luo Yi didn't have the slightest tendency to let go, but the strength in his hands tightened a bit. He frowned and spoke firmly, with a bit of sarcasm and temptation undisguised in his words: "You can Remember what I said to you when I was in the human world, His Highness Xiu... can't give you anything, he is a god, and a god... will never belong to only one person."

"He's not a god." Lan Tuo's face didn't change at all, his expression didn't waver at all, and even his tone of voice was flat without any ups and downs. He pinched Luo Yi's wrist, and without the slightest hesitation, he stretched his hand Break free from the opponent's palm little by little.

God does not belong to only one person, but Xiu is not a god. Xiu once said that he is just a demon who lived longer than others.What's more, Lan Tuo's eyes darkened, and a flash of firmness and determination flashed across his eyes. He smiled casually. His long golden hair was like the radiance of the sun, scorching and dazzling. He tilted his head and glanced at Luo Yi contemptuously, slowly And resolutely asked, "What if it is a god?!"

Luo Yi choked on Lan Tuo's words, his face became a little ugly, and a murderous intent that could not be mistaken flashed across his slightly drooping eyes, he didn't speak anymore, and walked straight into the side hall with a bit of anger.

"Isn't it?!" Xiao Jiu held her forehead as if sighing, looking at Hong beside her with some helplessness and disbelief, she said, "My father hasn't given up on Master Blue..."

Hong suddenly thought of his faint obsession with the blues, and because of this, he was not seen by His Highness Xiu. His Majesty the Demon King was even worse than him. Hong smiled distortedly, and couldn't tell. Sympathizing with each other is still gloating, "Having extravagant hopes and obsessions that he shouldn't have, I'm afraid his life will be difficult!" After a pause, Hong shook his head and continued with some regret: "He should be thankful that His Highness Xiu is not here at the moment .”

The corner of Xiao Jiu's mouth twitched when he heard the words, and he leaned into Hong's ear and whispered: "I always feel that the father probably dared to do these outrageous actions because His Highness Xiu is not here."

Hong stared at Xiao Jiu strangely, with a stark suspicion in his eyes, as if expressing, "At least that's your real father, isn't it okay if you belittle him like this?"

Xiao Jiu obviously understood Hong's eyes, and blinked playfully, "What's the matter, I'm afraid he wished he didn't have my son."

"That's true." Hong nodded, and patted Xiao Jiu's back reassuringly, "Actually, there's nothing surprising about a father like him."

Xiao Jiu's body froze suddenly, Hong thought that what he had said was too much, Luo Yi was Xiao Jiu's father after all, and was about to explain a few words in annoyance, when he lowered his head, he happened to see Xiao Jiu's distressed and troubled face Looking at him, he couldn't help pinching his round face, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"I suddenly thought of one thing, since this kind of snowflakes can corrode even the marble floor, what's the use of hiding in the side hall?" Xiao Jiu pointed to the top of her head, "Won't the ceiling be corroded sooner or later? "

"...Although I am against the royal family of the Demon Realm, I have to admit that His Majesty the Demon King is absolutely impossible to be so stupid that he didn't even consider this."

"Then what can he do, is there any secret in this temple that has taken away the sealing stone?" Thinking about Yue Zhisen's fate, Xiao Jiu is obviously not very optimistic, "Maybe the outside is safer than this temple. "

"Go in and see if you don't know."

Hong hugged Xiao Jiu into the side hall, just in time to see that Meisha and An were inputting magic power into a magic circle on the ground, a translucent enchantment rose from the formation, and gradually expanded until it covered the whole temple. They were all enveloped in it, and Mei Sha and An stopped their hands, panting and resting against the stone pillar.

The magic power of these two people was pitifully low, even with the blessing of augmentation magic, they were almost exhausted, and their backs were almost completely wet with cold sweat. It took a long time to recover. Meisha looked around, Suddenly he frowned and asked, "Where is Master Blues?"

Hong and Xiaojiu were still feeling that His Majesty the Demon King really knew this temple well. Hearing Mei Sha's question, they glanced around in unison, only to find that Lan Tiao was not actually in the side hall. They had clearly seen him walk in before. ah?

At the end of the corridor on the other side, Lantiao pushed open the closed door. It was a dark bedroom, spacious but slightly empty. The magic spar suspended in mid-air gave off a faint blue light. The deep starry sky is so beautiful.

Lan Tuo walked over and fell on the bed exhaustedly, sinking shallowly into the soft bed quilt, the dark green bed curtain fluttered in the cold wind blowing in from the door, and the tassels at the hem swayed in the stagnant air. An elegant and charming arc.

As if she had let go of her heart in an instant, Lan Tuo curled up and buried herself in the black quilt.The thin and soft sheets seemed to still have the person's body temperature, and there was even a faint scent of roses in the air, as if the person had never left.

People are always unable to notice the gains and losses hidden in the most subtle actions and ups and downs. Only when something extra in the heart is torn off severely, will they feel the bone-biting pain, Mixed with the despair that seemed to collapse in an instant.

Although I don't know when that thing grew out, it's like a mist of blue smoke lingering in my heart; it's also like an endless silk thread, wrapped over and over again before being wrapped into a small cocoon, at the bottom of my heart The soft place formed the shape of a spar, which could no longer be peeled off.