Emperor's Landing

Thousands of tents are in the dome and people are drunk, the stars and shadows are crumbling, Guimeng is across the Lang River, and is shattered by the sound of the river.Still sleeping, still sleeping, explaining that waking up is tasteless.

——"Like a Dream Order"

If I know who hurt him, I will let his blood flow to the oars.

Di Yanying's heart was getting more and more anxious day by day, his temper was getting worse and worse, his peaceful mood was gone, his slump disappeared, and he had an angry expression on his face, as if he wanted to kill all enemies and gnaw at them. Eat meat and drink its blood to relieve this hatred.The emperor used to be a vengeful man who would never show mercy to anyone.As the seasons passed, he thought that the toughness and vigor in his bones had changed, but in fact, he hadn't.Now, inexplicably abducting Yingqian, the other party has angered his nerves.He swore that he would send the man behind the scenes to hell.

In Lin'an in early autumn, the night is bustling.Street lamps illuminate tourists, and brocade boats sing and dance.

Di Yanying walked on the familiar road alone, with a dazed expression.The cries of selling snacks kept ringing in his ears. He hadn't eaten for a day. Although his spiritual power was still abundant, he was used to eating three meals a day with Ying Qian, and his stomach growled unconsciously.He saw the familiar wonton stand, and Yingqian liked to eat the wontons here.He approached gently, found a clean place, and sat down.

The stall owner hurriedly brought over a bowl of hot and fragrant wontons.

Di Yanying stared blankly at the wontons on the table for a long time, the steaming heat permeated his eyes.Before I knew it, my eyes were sour, and tears dripped into the wonton bowl.Before no one noticed, Di Yanying quickly wiped away the tears from his eyes, picked up the wonton and ate it.If Yingqian is still there, I'm afraid he should sit opposite him, chirping and yelling at the old man: "It's delicious, let's have another bowl."

Di Yanying laughed.These words and feelings are like reappearing yesterday.

He and Yingqian have not been to many places together, and if he goes to one, he will lose one. If he counts all of them and still doesn't remember who he offended or who wants to offend him, then what will he do?Ashamed of Yingqian's parents, no, no, this is only second, ashamed of my own heart, can I still sleep soundly in this life?

After thinking about it, the wonton in the bowl was finished, the old man walked up to him and asked, "Young man, is it delicious?"

Di Yanying glanced at the old man and nodded.

"It just so happens that I'm about to close the stall, and I'll give Keguan another bowl."

The second bowl of wontons came up again.Di Yanying's eyes were already wet.

Di Yanying captured the places where Lin'an had been, but there was no trace of Yiren.At night, he left the bustling town of Lin'an with despair and walked towards Bingpuyan.

Bingpuyan is among the mountains and ridges. Going there in the middle of the night is like a ghost land.He spread his white wings and flew into the sky.The double feathers on the back kept fanning the cold wind, and Di Yanying's powerful spiritual power flowed around his body, the cold and heat stimulated each other, and he felt unbearable, burning like a fire.

The sound of rushing water flew into my ears, and I felt the vastness of the universe and the insignificance of myself. "I didn't expect that I would be like a drop in the vast ocean, humble and pitiful. Without Yingqian, my world collapsed. The smile of the devil emperor before he died, was it pitiful or happy? Now think about it, the devil emperor has been rebellious all his life. Unruly, such an eternal emperor, there will be times when he is humble, and he will put a ruthless person more important than his own life. Although he is dead, he is probably happy." Thinking of the devil emperor, Di Yanying couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"In that battle, the Devil Emperor didn't have any fear before he set off. What was the reason? Was it just because the Night Envoy was going? Or were there other factors that made him not care about it. The Devil Emperor has won countless victories in his life. Why? Will he fall into such an inconspicuous fight on Guren Peak? Doesn't the Devil Emperor have the slightest intention to be on guard?" Di Yanying thought hard, but unfortunately he had no clue.

The waterfall water of Bingpuyan is still jubilant, and you can feel the cold waterfall water flying on your body from a long distance. The further you walk, the more the waterfall rain hits your face.Di Yanying lightly landed on the rock, and the remnants of the fire that the two of them left here that day can still be seen.He sat where he had been, built another fire, and gazed at the ever-flowing waterfall.Like a bright mirror in her heart, Yingqian would definitely not come all the way to this place for no reason, if she didn't walk with others, who would go to this ghostly place?

The first time I came was Heyemaozi, the second time I came here was He Yingqian, and the third time I came by myself.

After losing so much, God is still not satisfied, and will continue to deprive me of the little happiness in this life.Heaven doesn't know how to pity people, it only knows how to look down on people's joys and sorrows, adding obstacles to those who are separated, sorrows to those who are sad, pain to those who are sad, making the snow worse, and the sorrows more sorrowful.

Di Yanying has been comfortable for too long, and can't afford to be decadent for a while.

Bingpuyan has been here, where else could Yingqian go?

In desperation, Di Yanying suddenly remembered the matter of ruining the order.At the beginning, Yingqian kept telling him to beware of the remnants of the evil way, but the emperor just avoided blindly, and reminded Yingqian not to participate in the struggle between the Jianghu.

Di Yanying thought, he is just a small character in the magic way who has been dead for many years.After returning from the underworld, he is still a small character, who cares about him so much?What weight does he have for others to remember?Could it be that someone is afraid of his identity?However, this is also a matter of chasing after the wind and shadows, illusory.Or, who did he offend in the last life.However, he has offended many people, and others can kill him thousands of times if they want to kill him.And he's dead, so there's nothing to worry about.

Thinking about Sakura Asa, I felt more and more uneasy.Yingqian is just an old friend who has nothing to do with the world and no grudges with others. Why was she involved in this conspiracy and struggle for no reason?If you want to target him, you can stand up directly and fight like a man, even if you kill him again.Why should he hatefully provoke the innocent people around him who he cares about?Yingqian's monster power is very weak, and her personality is quiet, so she probably will suffer in a fight.If the other party inflicts more abuse, I am afraid that their lives will be lost.

The fire was flickering, and Di Yanying was so distracted that he forgot to add firewood. It didn't take long for the flames to be extinguished by the wind.It wasn't until there was darkness in front of his eyes that his spiritual consciousness returned to its place and his thoughts returned.Tonight is very long.Di Yanying didn't know where he should continue to walk?At this moment, no matter where you go, it is night.

He lit the fire again, and the light of the fire gave people warmth and light.If Yingqian was around, he would definitely be clamoring for grilled fish.Thinking of grilled fish, Di Yanying couldn't feel his heart itch, and suddenly wanted to catch some fish.But the night was too dark to cover his sight, so he had no choice but to give up.

Looking at the beating flames, the memory floats far away.

Unknowingly, Di Yanying remembered the fragmentary memory of grilling fish.That night, the two went hunting.Later, I caught some fish by the river, and Yingqian started to grill the fish.At that time, Di Yanying remembered that he told him the story of the dragon and the phoenix twin swords. After eating the fish, he performed the nine-fold dragon and phoenix move, and successfully summoned back the long-sealed twin swords.At that time, Ying Qian's admiration and envious eyes gave him a great sense of satisfaction in his vanity.

Suddenly, he frowned, as if thinking of something.

In the battle of Gu Renfeng, his body was exposed to the wilderness, and he would be hacked into pieces by his enemies in the end, and the twin swords of flying dragons and phoenixes on his body would be covered in dust.The twin swords were transformed by spirit beasts, and they only recognized Di Yanying as the master, so after his death, no one could use this peerless sword.The sword later fell into the hands of Fei Ranzi of the Central Plains Sword School and became one of the useless scrap copper and iron.

That night he forcibly recalled Teng Jiao Qi Feng, could it be that this sword let him show his feet?But these alone are not enough to determine his identity, because his dual swords are usually invisible and never appear in front of people. He can't remember who he has fought with with dual swords, so it is certain that even the gods of Da Luo can't know the dual swords If he took it away, how would he know that he is the emperor's son?

Isn't it just the disappearance of the two swords that makes people suspicious?

Di Yanying continued to meditate deeply for a while, but the clues were interrupted, and she couldn't figure out why.Perhaps, when Yingqian reminded him to beware of people in the devil's way, he should start to take the initiative and take action instead of trying to make up for something wrong.

He had to get into this muddy water, not for himself, but also to protect those who cared about him.Willfulness is no longer the mainstream of his character in this life.If I could have prepared earlier, I wouldn't be so flustered today. Now I just pray to God not to make everything irreparable, and hope that everything can be done in time.

Di Yanying sat alone all night, and the morning light she didn't want to see the most came into her eyes through the gap in the mountain.It's another day, and suddenly I can't think of where else to go.Maybe Sakura went back?

Di Yanying washed her face in the waterfall spring, and when she was more awake, she jumped out.I'm afraid I will never come back to this place alone again.The sand and dust blown into the eyes, bringing some sour taste, the face of the cloud covered the tearful eyes, Di Yanying's eyes were red.Birds together, who do I return to?His heart has long since been hollowed out, and all his strength has been taken away from his body, leaving only this walking corpse.He was afraid that he could hardly hold on anymore.

Rebirth is hell.This kind of hellish torture is more painful than thousands of swords piercing the body. It is a kind of spiritual torture, with no sky and no hope.When he was a child, he always used all kinds of tricks and troubles to attract the attention of the people around him.He was afraid of the Devil Emperor, but he always wanted to make the Devil Emperor scold him by angering the Devil Emperor.Therefore, when he met the Messenger of the Night, that gentle person, yearning was inexplicably born in his heart, and Ye Maozi gave him such yearning and tenderness.However, those people left him after all.Now, after finally having such a caring person around him, God easily deprived him of it.

He wants to cry.Facing the cruel and ruthless sky, cry heartily, vent all dissatisfaction and resentment.Let all the unhappiness of childhood and the loss of today turn into a spring of water and flow away from him.However, I can't cry, what should I do?what to do?Di Yanying yelled at the boundless sky: What should I do?