Emperor's Landing

A couple of generations in a lifetime, fighting for two ecstasy.Lovesickness meets each other without blind date, who is spring for the sky.

The pulp is easy to beg on the blue bridge, and the medicine is difficult to run. If you visit each other and drink Oxford, you will forget about poverty.

——"Painting Hall Spring"

Exquisite night, light and cool as water.

When the door was pushed open, a pair of haggard eyes looked at the two people in the room for a long time.

The vicissitudes of life of the middle-aged couple stared at the ragged man in front of them, who turned out to be their son whom they hadn't seen for five years, and the atmosphere suddenly turned infinitely painful.

The mother on the opposite side suddenly burst into tears, unable to suppress the grief in her heart.

But the father reprimanded calmly: "You unfilial son, you have been away for five years, and you still know how to come back?" He said while supporting his wife.

"I—" He didn't expect his stubborn obsession to bring such great pain to his parents, and he was speechless.

The mother stepped out of grief, held her husband's hand, motioned for no more words, then stepped forward to hold her son's hand, and said kindly, "Xiao Ying, you have never suffered since you were a child, and you must have been wandering outside these years. I have suffered a lot." After saying that, he took Yingqian's hand and went into the room.

The bamboo house here is still extremely clean, just like it was back then, but it is even more deserted.

Yingqian walked slowly beside her mother, and inadvertently found that her mother, who had always been a beautiful fairy in her heart, had a strand of white hair crawling out of her hair, and couldn't help feeling sad.

"I'm sorry. I should have given you news. Ying Qian felt ashamed of her parents." As she spoke, she burst into tears.

The mother stopped, turned her head and said, "My son has grown up, and my parents believe in you." She lightly brushed her son's shoulder in relief.

Five years ago, Wuling Yingqian swore that she would never go home unless she brought back the last soul of the demon son Di Yingying. Now, after five years of tossing and turning, when she saw her parents again, she had mixed feelings, and thousands of words turned into silent tears. , neglected the relatives at home, only endless apologies.

"Mother, I will leave it to you and my father. When this matter is over and my wish is fulfilled, let's go back to our hometown! The three of us will never be separated again, and let our son fulfill the filial piety that has been lacking over the years. " After finishing speaking, his face was pale and he fainted on the ground from exhaustion.

Mother couldn't stop crying anymore, and burst into tears.

"Can our family really never be separated again?" the woman choked up.

The husband beside him sighed deeply, supported his wife and said, "My son has grown up." He leaned over to help Yingqian, put him on the bamboo couch beside the living room, and gently covered him with the quilt.

"Sakura is too tired, let's let him rest."

The woman forcibly stopped her tears, and reluctantly walked out of the hut with her husband.

At the beginning, they thought everything was just a joke, and that their son would probably go home if he was crazy about playing.

Facts have proved that the calm son in front of him is no longer the weak and childish one who always hides behind them.The real price of rebirth against the sky has just begun, which is why the two have not agreed to it, but now it seems that the wheel of fate has started, and the result is not important.He ended up going that way.

In a dark sleep, I slept for three days.

As soon as Yingqian opened her eyes, she suddenly remembered the last soul gathered in the purple-blue umbrella beside her, so she hurriedly jumped up, took out the umbrella and went straight to her parents, the sky outside the house was already bright.

The father, who was chatting outside the courtyard, saw the figure walking out in a hurry, and waved to him from a distance, "Let's have a meal together!" A bamboo table and chairs were set up next to it, which happened to be the seats for a family of three.

Only then did Yingqian come back to her senses, smiled, "Mother, I just fainted from sleep, I thought I was in a dream." Then she tidied up her clothes and walked over with small steps.

"It's a pity that my clothes are dirty." Yingqian pointed to the dust on the black clothes she was wearing.

"It doesn't matter, if you eat and wash up after eating, you will definitely become a handsome boy again. Do you know? You are more handsome than your father when he was younger." The mother joked.

"How is it possible!" Father raised his eyebrows and argued.

"Mother, I want you to put away the one in this umbrella first." Yingqian begged embarrassingly.

My father was listening, and said bluntly, "Eat first! No other matters will be mentioned at the dinner table."

"Son, don't worry! The Soul Gathering Umbrella will protect that soul, so you can eat with peace of mind."

"Then I won't be polite." Yingqian quickly picked up the bowl, and started to eat voraciously. She hasn't eaten her mother's food for a long time, and she hasn't had a good meal in a long time.

"Eat slowly." His mother brought him some side dishes.

After dinner.Yingqian cast a clever monkey-like wink, pressed down on her mother who was about to get up to clean up the dining table, and then carefully

Put away the dishes on the dining table into the kitchen, wash them with ding ding dong dong, three times, five divisions, everything is done.

Coming from the kitchen, he gave his father a thumbs up.

Mother said to Sakura, "Xiao Ying, go to the kitchen and make some tea."

After hearing this, Yingqian was overjoyed to receive the order, "Take the order." She ran to the kitchen again as if in a trance.

After a while, carrying a tray, three teacups and a pot of hot tea were neatly placed on the bamboo table.

"Sit down too." Father said.

Sakura first poured a cup of tea for her parents.

"You must really want him to be reborn." His mother talked about what was urgent in his heart, "Our butterfly family belongs to the spiritual butterfly family, and our unique dream rebirth technique can lock his three souls, seven souls and past life memories in the butterfly cocoon." In the middle, when he breaks through the dream and is reborn as a butterfly, he can be resurrected. But—the price is very high.”

"I'm willing to give it a try at any price." Yingqian replied hastily, not changing her original intention.

After hearing this, the mother continued: "After rebirth, his body will be the same as yours, into the body of a cherry butterfly, and his appearance will change drastically. Even if he still has the memory, but affected by the dream, his temperament will change drastically, and he will become a monster forever. Strange and familiar people. Even so, are you sure you want to save him?"

"Help." Sakura replied.

"Then you have to be mentally prepared. No one knows when the silkworm cocoon will be reborn. Maybe he will wake up after a few years, maybe a few hundred years, maybe he won't be able to break through his previous life dream and never wake up. These are all at the cost Column. Are you ready for this outcome?" The mother was very calm.

"I don't know if I can bear the worst outcome. I only know that if I don't try to save him, I will regret it." Yingqian's words became lower and lower, and she was silent in the end.

"We support you! Sakura, you have grown up." Mother hesitated to speak.

……

A fringe of lanterns is like a dream.

When Di Yanying opened his eyes again, the candle was still flickering, and beside him was a charming woman sitting down and waiting.

"Wild cat?"

The woman nodded.

"Aren't we dead?"

I don't know why, but after waking up, I saw your figure lying in a pool of blood in the howling wind, so I helped you to this dilapidated house.I haven't seen the others, maybe they thought we were dead and left our bodies in the wilderness.

Di Yanying was suspicious, and decided to investigate again the next day.

"I was shocked."

The woman just looked at the lying person with tenderness in her eyes.

"You are actually a woman."

After hearing that, the woman burst out laughing.

"Is there a feeling of loving the wrong gender?"

Di Yanying was stunned, and said back to God, "Idiot, how could it be!"

The two of them did not speak.The wind blowing outside the window passed through the broken paper window, soaking in cool air and pressing.But between the two, there was an inexplicable temperature breeding and contagious.

The moon is shallow and the lamp is deep, where can I find the clouds in my dreams?

In the early morning, facing the dawn.On the rustling Guren Peak, Di Yanying stood alone on the top of the peak, empty, as if nothing had happened.He pondered and thought independently, that battle, where the sky was dark and the sky was dark, the ghosts were crying and screaming, but now it has been wiped out without a trace.Everything in front of you feels unreal, but you have to believe it.What happened?

Suddenly he heard footsteps behind him.

"It's very windy here, let's go home and have some food!" Di Yanying's left and right ears were hit by a laughing voice and a sense of unreality. "You're hurt too, why don't you sleep more?"

Di Yanying turned around and walked towards Yi Ren.

"It's okay. You haven't eaten for a long time, so I made some food for you. Let's go back!" the woman asked tentatively.

"En." Di Yanying tugged on the woman's arm, and then separated immediately. The two of them walked back slowly under the morning light and dew, forming a harmonious picture with the world of Guren Peak.

……

"Sakura, remember. From the beginning of the fantasy dream, the spiritual power of your father and I merged with the dreamland illusion, so you have to guard this dream cocoon alone, waiting for him to break out of the cocoon and wait for us to return. Remember, Our family is a natural dream psychic. After the rebirth technique starts, you can also communicate with him through the dream, but remember, you must not forcefully change his dream memory, you can only guide it secretly. Otherwise, the dream will collapse, He will also be wiped out. You must carefully protect his dream and be the guardian of his dream. Sakura, this technique is extremely harmful to your practice. If it is not a last resort, don't activate your spiritual power to call us. When the time comes in the future, we will be free. We will meet again. Parents will always love you!"

The dance of time, the flow of spring, summer, autumn and winter.In a dark cave, there is no Jiazi age.

On the stone bed of the cave lies a huge transparent chrysalis cocoon.There was a person sitting next to him with a beautiful and haggard face, his eyes closed and he was drowsy.

After a while, the man slowly opened his eyes and muttered to himself: With her, are you really so happy?

Silent, drowsy.Na took out an Japanese musical instrument Shakuhachi from his clothes. It was a gift from his hometown from his parents. He was born in a foreign land and grew up in a foreign land. , sprinkled like elves one after another.

Gently blow the shakuhachi, the song carries an irrepressible sorrow, which breaks the heart.

Suddenly, feeling a shocking light and spiritual power from the cocoon in front of him, he quickly stood up, his heart beating faster: Could it be that he is going to break through the dream and be reborn?He didn't dare to close his eyes for a moment, just staring at the man.There was only a crackling sound, the cocoon had a hole, and the crack was getting bigger and bigger until it suddenly gave up.

On the stone bed, a reborn person appeared like a newborn baby.The face is like powder, the skin is like fat, radiant, and spiritual power is released.The body shape and appearance have changed, and the impassioned black hair in the past has now become a beautiful silver hair, which is extremely elegant.Wearing a Confucian white dress with black patterns on the edge of the dress.The lying person slowly opened his eyes, and a pair of Lingling blue pupils shot into the human eyes as pure as glass.yes

he!Di Yanying is back!Those blue eyes remained the same as before.It's him!Tears burst down.

Di Yanying was resurrected.As soon as he opened his eyes, he heard a woman crying in front of him, very curious.Seeing the woman leaning over the bed sobbing, he sat up and patted the woman.

Surprised to see that woman raised her head, it turned out to be a wild cat.Immediately, he hugged the woman next to him in his arms, tightly but not loosely.The man did not push away, letting tears overflow.It was like this for a long time before he let go.

"How long have I been sleeping here?" Di Yanying asked.

"It's been 15 years." Ye Maozi answered crying.

For some reason, Di Yanying suddenly pushed the woman away, then got up and asked sharply, "You are not her, who are you?"

"I am her." The woman looked at him pitifully.

"Who the hell are you?" Di Yanying had already grabbed the man's neck with his hands, holding his life.

"You don't want me to be her?"

"I just want to know the truth."

"Young master, I am Yingqian Wuling, a man of the devil way."

The woman in front of her turned back into her real body.This woman is Ying Die Ying Qian Hua.Sakura is the incarnation of the Japanese butterfly demon with black texture and white patterns, wearing a black casual dress with white texture on the skirt, a high ponytail on her head, simple and elegant, with a thin appearance, she is looking at other side.

Di Yanying let go of his hand, "Who am I?"

"You are the son of the Devil Emperor."

"Why do I have the same breath as yours?" Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard movement outside the cave.Di Yanying flew to the entrance of the cave, and saw a scene of astonishment, "Light-colored cherry blossoms like flying snow all over the sky are falling one after another, like a butterfly fairy, playing in the wind, free and beautiful—" cherry blossom petals are falling on the ground of Di Yanying On the shoulders, between the hair and the palms, it seems like a fairyland.

"What is this?" Di Yanying heard the person approaching.

"It's also the first time I've seen this beautiful rain of flowers. My mother said that the tears of the cherry butterflies will turn into cherry blossom fairies all over the sky, dancing in the sky and falling into the mortal world, bringing salvation and hope." Silent silence Submerged in the rain of cherry blossoms falling one after another.Luohua is the messenger of the wind and the fairy of freedom.

Living in this precious world, the cherry blossoms are blowing on the face, and the confidant is gentle.