blues paradox

There is a wind blowing from the side, with the fresh earth breath and the fragrance of green grass, this is like a piece of grass under the sun in the afternoon, it is soft and comfortable to lie on, but the warm but not scorching light is The light makes people more and more lazy, as if they have returned to the world of darkness and light, coldness and warmth in the human world.

Lan Tuo's sanity gradually gathered, thinking that he should have been asleep or in a coma the moment before, but he didn't dare to open his eyes, he didn't know what was waiting for him in the next moment, and he didn't know what kind of state he was in right now. The situation, he only knows that Xiu... is not here...

Lan Tiao still vaguely remembers the scene before he passed out. It is probably a miracle that he will never forget in this life. That scene seems to have become an imprint on his heart. Extremely shocking, that's all.

At that time, he watched Mei fall off the altar and disappear into the thick cloud of cold air. Anyone who fell from such a high place unsuspectingly would not survive, but Blues did not. There is no way to believe it, to believe that the unfathomable Mei, the Mei who is probably Xiu himself...will die.

Death, this is a noun, has not constituted any specific concept in Lan Tiao's mind. It's not that he has never seen death. He has also seen corpses shrouded in horse leather and bleeding oars in wars. Only the death of this person, It just made him unbelievable and unacceptable!

It was as if the power that could support the world collapsed in an instant, and his belief... collapsed!

This makes him... how can he believe it?And how willing to believe it!

In a trance, Lan Tiao saw flowers, and the entire underground palace was full of flowers, first from the peeling and broken walls, the cracked stone cracks, and the cracked white jade stone pillars, green vines one after another Bursting out of the cracks, it is full of vitality, or lying on the ground to take root and grow, or winding along the stone pillars, covering the surrounding things in just a moment, and it is all dark green at a glance. color.

Then, one after another, gorgeous and enchanting roses bloomed one after another. In the blink of an eye, they bloomed from green and budding buds to mature and slightly bloody red flowers, burning people's eyes like flames, but because of Blooming in the gloomy underground palace, it looks a bit cold and cold, unlike the usual warmth and beauty when it reflects the red clouds in the setting sun.

It is a style called Leng Yan, which is extremely cold and extremely beautiful, so beautiful that it makes people tremble and creep, as if the beauty of the flower is irrigated by blood, and the flower is also filled with blood. It is like the legend that there are countless dead bones buried.

The frightening magic pressure quickly spread along the air, along the jade powder, along the rose vines, and along all the media it could touch, even the air dust stagnated and stopped.

There was a crisp sound of objects breaking in the air, mixed with the roar of the underground palace collapsing, but it was still clearly audible, as if it was the sound of breathing echoing in the ears, subtle but not to be ignored.The blues can be heard clearly, it is not the emptiness of the white jade breaking, it is not the noise of the altar collapsing, but a kind of... continuous and crisp like ice shattering, faintly mixed with "ding ding dong dong" chain knocking sound.

Where did the ice come from in this gorgeous but empty underground palace?Where did the chain come from?A location looms: the top of the altar!

Blue tune suddenly had a wonderful premonition in his heart. It was not the ominous foretelling of danger, nor the joy of imminent good things, but a sense of destiny like fate, as if his life began from birth, to bearing humiliation, to returning to the From the Demon Realm, to the mutual acquaintance with Xiu, to the current situation... just for this moment—this moment of witnessing a miracle!

Conforming to the unstoppable desire that surged in his heart at that moment, Lantiao turned around, and the huge ice cube was still shattered into pieces, and the thick chains of the baby's arms fell to the ground in circles, faintly braving the ice. Iron-like cold air, like clouds and fog.

In the field of vision, there was an ink-colored robe hem, black, originally the most simple color in the world, low-key and gloomy, but the complicated dark gold patterns on the robe added a bit of nobility and mystery to this robe out of thin air , Low-key but gorgeous meaning.

Lan Tiao looked up, and happened to meet a pair of bright golden eyes. Under the coercion of that unstoppable aura, he could no longer pay attention to this person's appearance, and only remembered those eyes, which looked very bright. The golden vortex is as indifferent as a hollow, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, as if left alone in the world.

Lan Tuo blinked his eyes and wanted to see clearly again, his mind was cloudy but clear at the moment, as if he had thought of something indiscriminately, it was messy, but he didn't seem to think about anything, only a pair of empty eyes remained, very clear.Then, the pressure that gradually spread made him unbearable, and the mechanism of his whole body seemed out of control. He wanted to take a step towards that person, but he fell crookedly on the ground, and was instantly crushed by the ground. He was bound by the vines of the rose that jumped up suddenly, and entangled him several times.

But he still looked at that person, looking straight into those golden eyes, trying to find some other emotions, but in the end, he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but the words came out It was choked in his throat, and he couldn't speak, so he could only make a low humming sound.

The vision became more and more blurred, and the pair of star-like golden pupils in the eyes were also shaking, as if they were about to fall from the sky in the next moment, and only a piece of indistinct golden eyes remained in the haze. , mixed with a few strands of captivating silver hair, he lost consciousness in a daze and fell into the deep darkness.

After Lan Tuo fell into a coma, the black ring on his left finger and the five sealing stones placed on the ground suddenly emitted a glaring light, trembling violently and restlessly, faintly audible He heard one or two phoenix sounds, sharp but ethereal.

Under the shining of this burst of white light, it was faintly visible that the god who had just released the seal and was called the emperor of the demon world suddenly evoked a strange smile. He bent down and gently stroked Lan Tuo's cheek, His movements were so gentle that they were almost ambiguous, which was incompatible with the cold indifference in his eyes.He leaned forward and kissed Lan Tuo's pale lips, it was just a light touch, but it was so clean that it was almost pious, as if he was completing some kind of ritual, and he just wanted to touch it.He swirled Blues' lips with his fingertips, and a clear but full of some kind of magnetic voice overflowed from his thin lips: "Blues..."

Lan Tuo finally came to his senses, but at this moment, the soft texture under his body was completely different from the texture of white jade, which made him full of doubts about his environment. Could it be... that he had already left that underground palace?

But... who brought him out?

Demon Emperor?Blues quickly dispelled this guess in his mind: Ha, how is this possible? !So, could it be...Xiu?That's right, except for Xiu, it seems that there is no reason for anyone there to save him.

Thinking of this, Lan Tiao became a little impatient again, and wanted to open his eyes to take a good look, but he was afraid of being in danger, so he woke up rashly and let himself lose the opportunity.

"Aren't you already awake?" A voice that was so familiar as if engraved on the soul suddenly sounded, Lan Tiao didn't care about any hidden disguises, and suddenly opened his eyes, but was dazzled by the dazzling light, which hurt his fragile eyes. He stretched out his hand to gently block it, and then he gradually saw clearly the man sitting next to him looking down at him, perhaps because of the backlight, he could only vaguely see a rough outline, and the man flying in the sky. The long silver hair seemed to be ignited in the wind, but this was enough for him to recognize the person...

"Father, you are finally here..."

Lantiao murmured unconsciously, tears fell silently from his eyes, the man smiled softly and reached out to wipe the tears soaking in the corners of Lantiao's eyes. The overflowing longing and love that were about to swell and explode, even mixed with a bit of grievance, the young man blinked in a daze, then suddenly threw himself into the man's arms, tugging at the man's clothes and crying non-stop.

But it was not the kind of crying out loud, just a slight sobbing, not even making a sound, only the boy's shoulders were trembling, and the wetness soaking through his clothes proved that he was indeed Crying, like a kitten who has been wronged to the extreme, inexplicably endearing.The man sighed helplessly, took the crying kitten into his arms, and patted his back comfortingly.

Lan Tuo finally had enough of crying, and got up from the man's arms in embarrassment, looked at the clothes soaked in tears on the man's chest, his pale cheeks couldn't help but flush slightly, he leaned over and gently pecked the man Then he turned his head and murmured uncomfortably, "It's not because I was too excited to lose my manners, I just... miss you too much...Father..."

"Really? I miss you..." The man suddenly opened his lips into a smile, and his face was a little more unpredictable, and he suddenly raised his blue chin, forcing the boy to turn his tear-stained cheeks, The young man's handsome appearance moved his heart. He leaned over and kissed the young man's lips, met the young man's slightly confused eyes, and suddenly leaned into the young man's ear and whispered softly: "You call me...Father? Oh, I I'm afraid there is no such a big son..."