Emperor's Landing

Young people don't know how to solve thousands of worries.Lying on the battlefield, drunk and awake.A smile despises thousands of people in the world of mortals.Konghou and Xiao, playing in the world, rained cherry blossoms overnight.

Now we know the meaning of samadhi.Walking, thousands of miles.The end of the world is the same as a bosom friend.No worries and no silence, join hands in the rivers and lakes, and laugh in my heart.

—— "Self-title"

After everyone searched all over Wuyue Mountain, a corpse was found on a flat ground below the mountain, bloody and bloody, with countless sword wounds on his body, which had been frozen for a long time.Although his face was stained red with blood, from his attire and appearance, it can be concluded that this person is the traitor of the Demon Dao, Fei Ranzi.

After the incident at the top of Wuyue Peak, Di Yanying disappeared without a trace.The Sword Sect selects He Guitou to temporarily take over Fei Ranzi's commanding position, but He Guitou has no intention of government affairs, and insists on persuading everyone to recommend the ruthless disciple Mo Suyi as the leader of the Sword Sect. After Mo Suyi was forced to take the position, he forced He Gui to stay The head is by your side to deal with the affairs of the Central Plains.The Alliance of the Righteous Path exists in name only, and each manages its own gates. Mo Suyi is in charge of appeasing the people in the Demon City and rebuilding their homes. The two clans communicate frequently, and they live in peace.

After He Guitou and Di Yanying collapsed that day, He Guitou felt that disputes in the world were inevitable, so he set up a compromise with Di Yanying to persuade Mo Suyi to give up Ling Rufeng's hatred of the ruthless Daoist and win over the floating world. Ge and Ling Rufeng made up their minds to help Emperor Yanying avenge his past while Feiranzi's dignity was slumped.However, Di Yanying didn't seem to appreciate it, and he didn't show up publicly, and since then he disappeared and disappeared without a trace.Where did the devil go?Opinions vary.

In the deep cave behind the icy waterfall, Di Yanying sat slumped, drowsy, and Ying was lying on the stone bed in front of him, motionless, the cave was silent, not even the sound of breathing.When winter comes, the waterfall outside the cave freezes and turns into an ice curtain hanging at the entrance of the cave.How many days and nights, flying past my ears like the wind countless times, Di Yanying has been guarding the dark cave and the dead, silent.

Today, the sun is very good. Through the ice waterfall, the cave is full of clarity.Di Yanying gently wiped the dust off Yingqian's face while lying down, then got up and walked out of the ice waterfall rock.The winter is brilliant, and three or four days like this have passed in a trance, and I think it is the fifth year after that incident.Di Yanying walked to the flowing water to wash her face, her heart trembled suddenly, five years, so fast.Then he got up and took some clear water in his hands, carefully brought it into the ice waterfall cave, and dripped it into Yingqian's mouth bit by bit.

Di Yanying looked at the lying person, and said softly, "I've been asleep for so long, and I don't plan to wake up yet!"

Yingqian still lay silently, without any response.

Di Yanying looked at him, sighed, and turned to go out of the cave.Suddenly, there was a jerk in the ear, "Emperor Yingying", and the person lying down uttered a terrified cry.

Di Yanying stopped in a hurry, turned around and ran to Yingqian's side, touched his head with his hand, his cold body gradually warmed up, and squeezed his palm again, sure enough, the blood seemed to flow .The corners of Di Yanying's mouth kept twitching, and he tightly surrounded the cold hands that hadn't fully warmed up, fearing that the signs of life's rebirth would disappear like a meteor in the blink of an eye.He even kept blowing on that cold hand, trying to increase the temperature of that life.

"Di Yanying, I love you." Ying Qian said dizzily.

Di Yanying looked at the person hovering on the edge of sleep and death, and softly replied, "I know. I—" Before I said it a second time, tears flowed to the corners of his mouth, and flowed into his mouth along the corners of his mouth. , with a sour and salty taste.Di Yanying held the man's hand and forcefully wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Wake up quickly! Yingqian." Di Yanying said helplessly.

Ying Qian's consciousness was obsessed, she was immersed in a nightmare, and she did not wake up for a long time.

That night, Di Yanying drifted into Yingqian's dream.The scene in the dream is like a nightmare, it is the reappearance of the real scene of Wuyue Peak.Di Yanying followed the memory all the way to the familiar flat ground, and saw Yingqian, and Yingqian's memory stayed in that place all the time.

However, when Di Yanying walked in, Fang could clearly see what Yingqian was doing, which made Di Yanying stop.Yingqian was squatting in that pool of blood and staring blankly, the scene in the dream was different from the memory, Fei Ranzi's body had long since disappeared, and the person who died with a small knife in his body was Di Yanying, Yingqian sat beside the dead man, Sitting silently, without expression.From time to time, he kept saying, "Di Yanying, I love you." Then he cried, and when he was tired from crying, he continued to say, "Di Yanying." He didn't care about the person behind him at all, and he didn't pay attention to the person behind him.

Di Yanying stared at it for a long time, originally wanted to call Yingqian's name loudly, but her throat became hoarse for no reason, and she couldn't say a word, only Yingqian's crying sound could be heard in her ears, making people dizzy.He watched Yingqian being restrained by that scene, his memory was stagnant, and he couldn't get out of the nightmare and grief in his heart. He felt a heavy weight in his heart, as if he had been poured in water for a long time, and he was almost suffocating.

He shouted with all his might, "Yingqian." But in this vacuum, everything seemed to be cut off by a layer, and the sound just couldn't reach that person's ears.Di Yanying became more and more anxious, thinking in her heart, could it be that Yingqian couldn't listen to other people's words in her dream, and she didn't want to go out of that place.

Dimly, the sky is already dark.Di Yanying woke up from the dream safely, but Yingqian was still lingering in his dream. He didn't want to wake up, and was trapped by the dream he created.Di Yanying gritted her teeth and said bitterly, "Are you so unconfident in me?" Di Yanying suddenly remembered the last words Yingqian said to him, "I'm sorry".Yingqian believed that Fei Ranzi's words hurt the emperor's heart, and of course hurt himself even more. He should feel that he was dragging the emperor down.

It took Di Yingying a while to get rid of the anger of the dream. He looked at the corner of Yingqian's dry mouth, patted his chest with his right hand, and then stepped out of the ice waterfall cave. After a while, he fetched some water again. Give Sakura shallow drops into dry mouth.

"I'll wait for you to wake up." Di Yanying gently smoothed the messy hair on the sideburns of the lying man with wet hands, covered him with another layer of quilt, sighed slightly, and then sat on the bed I didn't speak for a long time.When you are here, the cherry blossoms are blowing, and life is gentle.

The days are rushing day by day, time flies, and in the blink of an eye, spring comes and everything glows!Di Yanying's sagging mood improved accordingly, and with the arrival of spring, Di Yanying's dead hope was revived again.The cycle of the four seasons continues, only spring gives people hope.Chunsheng hopes, Xiazhu hopes, Qiuzi is sad, Dongmeng despairs, and hope is reborn in despair.Yingqian's body seems to have increased health with the arrival of spring, and her face is ignited with brilliance.

"You bastard, you just tell me if you don't want to cook, and you hide in your dreams and think I don't know?" Di Yanying smiled and reprimanded Yingqian who couldn't listen to him, "During more than five years Here, I thought of many ways to tease you. When you wake up, I will definitely treat you. Who told you to continue to be a coward in front of a dream, unable to sleep. Exasperating, exasperating!" After finishing speaking, Di Yan Ying even rubbed his old waist, there was no way, that turtle with a shrunken head was so angry that the emperor's back hurt unceasingly.

On that day, Yingqian blocked a fatal knife for the emperor, and the lamp of life was exhausted.Di Yingying was dying in Yingqian, and she used all her demon power to protect Yingqian's last breath and prevent her soul from leaving the world. Relying on the memory of Yingqian's parents, she restarted the rebirth of Yingqian's fantasy dream, and Yingqian fell into an endless coma from then on. among.Di Yanying began to guard the living corpse day and night.

When Di Yanying was reborn, he was not deeply involved in the world, he was not afraid of the sky, he was not afraid of the earth, and he was not bound by any emotions. Therefore, in the dream realm, there were not so many emotional confinements. He met whatever he wanted in the dream and lived freely.And Yingqian is different from him, Yingqian is too obsessed, once walked alone in the wilderness for a soul-stirring person, fought against the sky for 15 years, worked with the night, with the corpse, with loneliness, with the confused and misty ending, There is no regret at all, that kind of obsession, not ordinary people can do it, it is his persistence that Di Yaoying has the chance to be reborn, if Yingqian's faith collapses in a moment, there will never be Di Yaoying in this world shadow regeneration.But now this kind of obsession has become a kind of bondage and fear. Yingqian has been trapped in that nightmare for more than five years, but she can't get out anyway. Her body gradually recovers, but her spirit stays in the past forever. In that period of gray hell.Every time Di Yanying thinks about it, the pain in his heart is dozens of times more.

"Yingqian, wake up!" Di Yanying often repeated this sentence to that person.

"In the lonely world, there are only you and me, but you ignore me. If you really can't come back, I can cruelly lose all hope, and then go far away with pain, wandering the rivers and lakes, and begging for a lifetime of luxury. But now, there are A faint hope rests in my heart, but this hope is like the moon in the water. When I search for it, there is only a beautiful phantom floating beside me, which is unattainable, visible and untouchable. What makes me even more helpless is that, Knowing that you have been living in pain, but I can do nothing, powerless, that powerless despair, do you know? Do you know? You are locked in your own succubus, and I live in your succubus. When You can make me worry, when will you let me go?"

There is a kind of pain, which can be born at any time between pitching and breathing, which makes people paralyzed.People always think that the living are short-lived, and the dead are long gone, as if the living hoped to live one more day.Di Yanying thought, on such a painful day, the living are more miserable than the dead. Are the dead lucky or the living lucky?Some people are alive, but their hearts are already dead.

In the late spring, in order to stretch the muscles and bones of the person who had slept for a long time, Di Yanying specially cut wood and made a movable recliner. Walk the trolley to the outside of Bingpu Rock, listen to the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers in the nearby forest, and watch the clouds rise and fall.Gradually, Di Yanying got used to taking Yingqian out for a walk when the weather was good. Perhaps it was an illusion, Di Yanying felt that Yingqian's brows were slightly twitched, and her complexion was not as bitter as before.

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