[Golden Light] Tianlong Yin

12 shades

"Xiuwen!" The friend came suddenly covered in blood, and the scribe who opened the door was startled when he saw it, and nervously supported him.

"The Evil Emperor of the Demon Realm...too strong..." The visitor spat out a mouthful of blood, held his wrist tightly with his backhand, and said while staring into his eyes.

"Heal the injury first." The scribe stuffed a handful of medicine into his mouth, and then used his kung fu to help him adjust his breath.

After a while, the wounded slowly let out a breath and opened his eyes.

"Oh, I have advised you not to go, you have to go..." Seeing that he showed signs of recovery, the scribe also breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed quietly behind him.

"If you don't go, I won't go either. Is this obviously a trap for the others? Do you still want to be cleared of your crimes in the eyes of those people?"

"What about them...?"

"It's not bad, it's about the same level as me. I didn't die, but it's hard to say if I don't seek medical treatment in time."

"Huh~?" The scribe was surprised.

"The evil emperor of the devil world... is really a wise man who cannot be underestimated." Abolishing these combat powers, but not killing at the same time, not only using wounded soldiers to delay the opponent's footsteps, but also...you understand?" He turned back to stare at the opponent, and said: "I must be followed by eyeliner along the way. You, there is a high possibility... that you have been exposed."

"Knowing this, you still want to come. So, are you also forcing me to take action?"

" Between you and me, do you need to explain this issue?" The visitor nodded at the other party, then at himself, and continued: "You always said in the past that the time has not yet come. Now, you have not stepped up to the stage, Hasn't your time come yet?"

The scribe was silent and didn't answer yet, and the visitor didn't seem to want to wait for his answer, so he continued: "As I said, between you and me, I don't need to explain that question. You don't need to explain your question either. We We all know, you...do you really have a clear conscience about the accusations made by the other people?"

No more questioning, the visitor closed his eyes and said, "My friend, even if you only have one ten-thousandth concern in your heart, Xiuwen... must cut it off for you!"

"Sigh." The scribe who had been silent for a long time sighed after the healing for the other party was over, "My friend, you need to recuperate here first."

As he spoke, he stood up, turned around, and walked outside.

Xiuwen asked, "Where are you going?"

"Rock Valley Trail." The scribe said as he walked.

Xiuwen suddenly opened his eyes: "To see the evil emperor?!"

The scribe didn't stop.

"Tongming!" Xiuwen called anxiously, but he didn't hesitate for a moment.

"Spirituality has been born in the past, and fate and karma have been caused by each other for a long time. When it is transformed into nothingness, it is sad and joyful in reason. It can be followed and left behind, and it is the son of Tao Xuanjin."

Opening his mouth and chanting, the scribe stepped out of the gate.

Zhulong must go through a road to return to the demon world. When he came here, he saw a person standing on the road, as if waiting.

"you……"

Hearing the voice, the man turned around.The green clothes are unrestrained and untouched by the mundane world, the expression between the eyebrows is indifferent and quiet, who is it if it is not Dan Yin?

"Hey, are you going back to the devil world?" Dan Yin sighed again when he opened his mouth, and he felt it himself, knocking himself on the head, "Did I say too much 'ah' today? Sigh Too much gets old fast, get rid of it."

Zhulong quietly watched him put on a show.After reading it, the king of the devil world threw his hands behind his back: "Why bother to ask questions knowingly?"

"Yes... ah." Why bother to ask knowingly?The Taoist sighed again, and after sighing, he smiled wryly, "I heard that you are going back, so I am here to see you off."

"Huh?" The king glanced at him and continued to walk, "Then let's go."

The two then walked together, talking as usual while walking.

"How is the magic weapon going?" Dan Yin asked.

"Very slowly."

"How far is the progress? Let me tell you, do you want to give me a copy of your current blueprints? I have a friend. I'm not bragging. He is second to none in the Central Plains when it comes to casting techniques."

"Oh?" Zhulong glanced at him calmly: "Can you ask him to help me?"

"It's for me to help." Dan Yin emphasized emphatically.

"Well. Thank you very much." Zhulong said, taking out a few blueprints from his arms and handing them to him without hesitation or politeness.

The corners of Dan Yin's mouth twitched, "Actually, you already planned it...?" You actually carried it with you...

Even though he complained so much, he also took over the blueprint in his hand and put it away properly.

During the conversation, time passed quickly, and a journey came to an end soon.

In front of the passage of the Demon World, Zhulong turned his head and looked at the Taoist, "Do you still want to send it? If you send it any further, you will be sent to the Demon World."

Dan Yin stopped.

The Demon King smiled, and was about to move on alone.

Behind him, Dan Yin suddenly said: "Could it be, can't you try other possibilities?"

The king stopped and looked back at him, "This world, from the very beginning, has ever given me a chance?"

At that glance, there was something in his expression that Taoists could not understand.

The king turned and left, not staying for a moment.

13 Treasures

Zhu Jiuming was chasing the cat flying in the air.

"Cat! Cat!"

The child ran, called, and laughed, and the cheerful laughter echoed in the room.

"Ah. Princess, be careful!"

Another person in the room, the Demon General, was staring at the child nervously without blinking, ready to rush to the rescue at any moment.

The child was a little out of breath, but the excited cat didn't stop, and the child's excitement would not stop.

And when Zhulong is not around, this magic bird will not calm down obediently, it thumps and flies across a screen, and goes into the Duobao Pavilion.

"Oh--!"

The child kept chasing with his head up, unable to pay attention to his feet.Then the accident finally appeared.Even though the magic general had already cleaned out all the things that were easy to bump into in the house, the child still accidentally tipped over and fell to the ground.

Without saying a word, the demon general rushed up to pick up the child in an instant, avoiding the fate of the tender child colliding with the ground.

"Huh." The child who slowly realized that he didn't fall to the ground tilted his head, looked at the magic general and smiled softly, "Thank you, magic general."

After making sure that the child was not harmed, the devil carefully put her down. "Princess, be careful in everything."

And the child smiled, and was about to say something when suddenly——

Bang-!

There was a violent impact, accompanied by a crackling sound.The floor seemed to be shaken, and a lot of flying dust rose from the clean room.

The child was carried away by the quick-response demon general, avoiding the vibrations and flying dust, as well as the many debris that flew out.

When they stood still and saw the situation over there clearly, they all froze.

I don't know if the child accidentally touched it when he fell, or because he was hit by a flying cat. The Duobao Pavilion lost its balance when they didn't pay attention, and the whole collapsed, and all kinds of rare treasures on it were broken to the ground. .

The child and the demon general froze, even the owl over there froze.Seeing this scene, it immediately rolled into a corner, folded its wings and curled up into a ball.

It is really afraid of Candle Dragon.

"This... the most precious treasures of the demon lord..." The demon general was dumbfounded, why didn't he move the Duobao Pavilion out?

"Ah! Daddy will be sad when he sees it..." The child also murmured.There are very few rare treasures that can make Zhulong admire, and they will be placed here, which is already his favorite. The child has seen Zhulong's expression when he admires one or two of them. satisfy.

The child walked to a mess.

"It would be nice to be able to return to the way it was before..." she muttered to herself.

As soon as the soft words fell, the debris of the wreckage scattered on the ground suddenly rose into the air, drawing a series of wonderful traces, one piece after another condensed, and after a short time, it was repaired to its original appearance.

The demon general stared at Duobao Pavilion, which was the same as before the accident, as if nothing had happened, he couldn't believe what he was seeing, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

For a while, the room was silent.

Suddenly, Shen Jian's footsteps sounded.

"Ming'er."

Zhulong returned to the Demon World, and it was at this time that he returned.

"Demon Lord!"

The demon general was startled, and quickly bowed down.

Zhulong glanced at him indifferently, and when his gaze swept across, the demon general, who buried his head deeply, couldn't help but tense his back.

"You go back first."

Zhulong's understatement made the demon general heave a sigh of relief.The magic general led the order to leave.

Candle Dragon walked towards the child.

"Father!" Zhu Jiuming smiled and raised his hand to his father.

Zhulong bent down and picked her up, and patted her head by the way.

The demon bird curled up even more fiercely in the corner, even trembling.However, Zhulong didn't pay attention at all, and walked past it with the child in his arms as if he didn't see it.

"Why did you do the thing just now?" Zhulong asked the child in his arms gently.

"Dad's precious treasures, I don't want them to be broken." The child leaned in his arms, covered his mouth and yawned.

When Zhulong hugged her, he was also breathing with his hands, seeing that she was tired, he put her on the bed.

"Ming'er, thank you. But there is only one treasure my father cherishes, and only you. Only you are my treasure, and those dead things are not worth your efforts to save." Zhulong stroked her forehead hair and said, "This There's nothing in the world worth doing that to."

The child was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, but he still managed to open them, and reached out to hug his father back.

"Yeah. Father is too, Ming'er's most precious treasure."

"Ha." Can't help smiling, Zhulong patted her on the back, "Go to sleep."

14 parting

Before Zhu Jiuming woke up, before she opened her eyes, she moved her fingers, and then a pair of hands reached out to hold her little hand.

So the child smiled sweetly.

"Dad."

The child smiled and opened his eyes.

She saw her father's face, and his soft and warm eyes when he stared at him.All this, all that gave her peace, courage, and strength.

The child sat up, tilted his head, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The child touched himself suspiciously.

"Looking for this?" Zhulong took out a small and exquisite longevity lock.

It was a gift from Dan Yin when Zhu Jiuming was still a baby.At that time, Danyin introduced to Zhulong the meaning of longevity lock in the Central Plains culture, so this ornament has been worn on her body since then.It's no wonder that the child felt wrong when he left suddenly at this time.

"Ah, that's right." The child looked at the delicate and small silver lock and nodded, "I think something is missing, so it is it."

"Give it to Dad for a while, okay? After a while, Dad will return it to you." Zhulong discussed with her.

"Okay." The child was very talkative, and he didn't ask his father when he would return it. He just said, "Daddy, please remember this. Even if Ming'er forgets, daddy must remember, and return it to Ming'er obediently." oh."

"Okay." Zhulong agreed with a smile.

Zhulong's return to the devil world is just to prepare for getting out of the devil world completely.

Reorganize the army and march to the Central Plains.

And when doing these things, he couldn't bring his child with him, just like every time he had to let the child leave him temporarily.

The child pouted and stared at his father with wide eyes, looking very pitiful and full of grievances.

"Although it may be a long time since I left this time, my father will definitely come back as soon as possible. Can Ming'er be patient with her father?"

Zhulong said to her softly.

The child bit his lip and said nothing, just looked up at him with teary eyes.

Zhulong stroked her hair: "I'm sorry, child. But father has a reason to do so, can you understand?"

The child stretched out his hand to grab his robe, his voice sounded coquettish and choked up: "Can you not leave?"

Hearing her pleading, the king's heart felt sadder than ever before. He hugged the child and murmured: "I'm sorry, Ming'er. After this time, I really won't leave you again."

The child put his arms around his neck, but still begged over and over again. In his ear, a sobbing voice sounded: "Daddy, don't go, please? Stay with Ming'er, please?"

Zhulong closed his eyes and patted the child on the back, unable to agree or refuse.

In his silence, the child seemed to understand something.The sobs started to turn into actual sobs.

She no longer begged, but wept, not heart-piercing, but heart-rending weeping to the listener.

Zhulong has heard her cry many times, from crying weakly like a cat to crying crying all over the ground in pain, but there has never been a single time, like this time, which made him unbearable, unable to contain his emotions .

For a while, Zhulong couldn't think normally, but subconsciously comforted the child: "Ming'er, don't be sad. Father is just going to go back to our hometown. Soon, father will take you home. By then, Everything's going to be okay. Don't be sad, okay?"

Zhulong rested his head on the side of the child's hair, and repeated as if muttering to himself: "Shijie, our hometown."

The child's crying sound gradually stopped for a while, she raised her head and looked at her father with tears in her eyes.

That look made Zhulong feel uncontrollable pain again.He felt that he couldn't stay any longer, and he suddenly realized that he was so soft-hearted, that if he stayed for a second, he might not have the heart to leave, unable to do what he had made up his mind to do.

So he made up his mind, let himself stand up in the eyes of the child, and forced himself to leave her.

But at this time, his hands were clenched into fists, and his veins were full of veins. In the end, he couldn't even be comforted by a gentle pat.

He left her just like that, in a pair of blurred eyes.

When he turned around and left, the figure should have disappeared into the child's eyes, but he still heard the sound of the child crying loudly again behind him.

Let out a cry, a very, very sad sound.

At that time, after he left, he suddenly realized why this time, he couldn't bear that crying.

It turned out that although Ming'er in the past often cried and cried, it was because of physical pain or out of needs.Outside of the pain, she laughed all the time and never cried.

It turned out that the child had never really cried.

And it was her first real sad cry.

It was the first time she was still crying when she couldn't see him.

She is not a noisy child. When parting, although she has never been reluctant to let go, it is the first time that she holds on tightly and does not want to let go.

Zhulong, who suddenly understood something, did not turn around and return, but took steps still and more firmly.

I'm sorry, boy.But Father just wanted to—

Every time, you can say goodbye to me with a cry or a smile instead of...forever.