Birdseye

The gust of wind engulfed the yellow sand, rolling in from the sky, and the sky and the earth were vast, with only the undulating outline of the mountains looming in the yellow sand.

A bad premonition faintly rose in Suyin's heart, he seemed to have seen the scene when his life ended somewhere.

After thinking about it, the demon master took out a handkerchief, put it in front of Suyin's eyes, and said to him coldly, "Bite on it."

"Your Majesty asked me to bite this for what?" Suyin asked, and stuffed the veil into her mouth after hearing what the devil said.

The devil said without emotion: "I am afraid that you will make too much noise later."

Suyin suddenly had some doubts in his head. He didn't understand what the demon lord meant. He raised his head and looked at the demon lord with innocent eyes, like a newborn deer who didn't understand the world.

However, the demon lord didn't feel pity because of this, and he punched Suyin's pitiful and cute little face.

The demon master sneered while beating, "Father Shangshen?"

Suyin couldn't speak, she could only: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo——"

"Dad?"

"Woooooooooooooo-"

"How similar are they?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

……

When the wind and sand subsided, the world returned to its former silence, and some small white flowers bloomed on the distant mountain tops, as if covered with white snow.

When Liu Jia saw Suyin again, Suyin was already half disabled. He sat by the Qingxue Lake with a bruised nose and a swollen face, with a sad expression and tears streaming down his face like rain.

Seeing him in such a pitiful state, Liujia asked Suyin in a rare gentle tone: "What did you say in front of His Majesty, His Majesty is so angry with you?"

Suyin sniffed, and said with a sob: "I didn't say anything, but I saw that His Majesty was a little distressed about him and Fengyuan God, so I lied to comfort him, saying that we all know about him and Fengyuan. Shangshen is a father and son, let Your Majesty not worry about it, does he know that I have lied, he is not at all like Fengyuan Shangshen..."

After Suyin finished speaking, Liujia did not speak after waiting for a long time. He raised his head and looked at Liujia. There was a depth in Liujia's eyes that he could not understand. Suyin asked her stupidly: "You look at her like this?" What am I doing?"

The expression on Liujia's face was hard to describe for a while, but after a while, she said quietly, "I don't know if you are really still alive now."

After Liujia's words fell, Suyin let out a long sigh, "Actually, I also have this concern. It really hurts too much for His Majesty to beat someone!"

After finishing speaking, Suyin was still very aggrieved, and complained to Liujia: "Why did you beat me, son, doesn't he want to be like his father?"

Liu Jia sighed, at this time she had no hope for Suyin's mind, she reminded: "Have you ever thought that the reason why God of Fengyuan treats His Majesty so well is because he likes us Your Majesty", in order to prevent Suyin from asking whether it is the father's love for his son, Liu Jia added: "It is the love between lovers."

In fact, this is something she has only recently pondered over. Maybe their majesty had some kind of unspeakable connection with the God of Fengyuan in the heavens during the calamity.

Su Yin probably never thought about it before, but when he heard this, he was stunned. He blinked and murmured after a while, "Isn't this a bit exciting?"

Liu Jia thought what was so exciting about this, there was a demon lord who disguised himself as a woman and went to the heaven to deceive God Mengshu, then he listened to Suyin and sighed, "They are father and son!"

Liu Jia: "..."

She shouldn't expect Suyin to have such a thing as a brain.

With a splash, Suyin was kicked directly into Qingxue Lake by Liu Jia. Suyin stood in the lake, staring at two big innocent eyes, looking up at Liu Jia standing by the lake, feeling aggrieved. Asked: "What are you doing?"

Liu Jia said lightly: "Your brain is not working well, let you go into the water to sober up."

The water in Qingxue Lake was icy cold, and Suyin was drenched like a drowned rat. He was in a state of embarrassment. When the cold wind blew by, he shivered and hugged his arms, and sneezed. Since Liujia was standing by the lake, he I dare not come out of the lake.

When Feng Yuan woke up, the demon lord had just finished beating Suyin, and he was sitting on the swing with his legs crossed, holding the wine jar in his arms, not drinking, but occasionally lowered his head to smell the aroma of the wine.

Feng Yuan didn't know that he had just been rumored that he and the demon lord were in a father-son relationship, so he wiped off the dust on the longbow and sent it to the demon lord: "Try it?"

The demon lord obediently put down the wine jar, stood up and took the longbow in Feng Yuan's hand, and suddenly pulled the bowstring apart towards the rockery in the distance. Like rushing to the rockery, the rockery exploded with a bang, sparks shot out, and gravel flew across.

The long sword is like ice, the long bow is like fire, and there is also a long-spear, I don't know what it will look like.

"Barely." The demon master weighed the longbow in his hand and said, but Feng Yuan saw a little excitement in his eyes, he smiled, and felt that his majesty was still as lovely as before.

Seeing Feng Yuan sat down again in front of the stone table, there was another rough stone in his hand, the clinking sound of the jade stones rang in the ears of the devil, he leaned on the shelf behind him, holding the bow and arrow in his hand, clanking silently Jue, but there was no arrow shot, he turned his head to look at Feng Yuan for a while, and said to him: "Why don't you... take a rest."

"I'll rest when I'm done." Feng Yuan couldn't stop now, as if another self was urging him to finish refining this magical weapon quickly, as if there were only a few moments left in time .

The Demon Lord only persuaded him and did not say anything else. He looked down at Feng Yuan for a while, and then walked back to the palace with the wine jar in his arms. Seeing him coming back, Liu Jia stepped forward and said to him: "Your Majesty, Suyin has already been punished by me to contemplate her mistakes behind closed doors."

The demon lord let out a groan, and sat on the emperor's throne, with his eyes lowered, fiddled with the light yellow tassel tied to the wine jar, with a look of little interest.

Liu Jia looked at him for a while, Suyin said at least one thing was right, His Majesty is really troubled now, she asked him softly: "Why is Your Majesty so troubled?"

The Demon Lord lifted his eyelids and glanced at Liu Jia. In fact, he was not worried about anything, but there were some things he couldn't figure out.

He wanted to know what kind of situation he was in, so he chose to forget everything.

Is it because Feng Yuan treats himself too badly?But the stories told by those immortals seemed to be nothing. He is a high-ranking god, and Xingru is just a little fairy who just came from the heartless sea. There would not be much involvement between the two.

Everything is a coincidence, everything is a shallow fate.

Now he also wants to know why Feng Yuan stays by his side.

The Demon Lord raised his hand, pressed his temple, and heard Liu Jia asking in his ear: "Your Majesty is worrying about the God of Fengyuan?"

He glanced at Liujia, thinking that if Liujia said something stupid about father-son love to him later, should he take action? He said to her: "I don't know."

Liujia's brain is obviously much better than Suyin's. She felt that she probably guessed the devil's mind. She rolled her eyes and said to the devil with a smile: "Why don't you put up a sign tonight to invite you, Your Majesty?" Let me serve the bed, let's see if the God of Fengyuan will come?"

The demons have always been licentious, but their little majesty is not keen on this aspect. Before that, Suyin always whispered in Liujia's ear that his majesty is not good. Fortunately, he didn't say this to his face today, otherwise he would have It must have been a dead body.

The demon master leaned back a little, somehow felt that Liu Jia's proposal was quite interesting, he didn't need someone to attend the bed, he just wanted to see the embarrassed look on Feng Yuan's face, and by the way, he wanted to know where he was. What is the purpose of being around yourself.

With the approval of the devil, Liu Jia went to the garden, pretended to casually talk in Feng Yuan about the fact that His Majesty was going to invite someone to sleep tonight, and then left in peace.

His Majesty is going to have a meat feast soon. This is a great event that should be celebrated by the whole world. How to celebrate tomorrow has to be carefully arranged.

Liu Jia never thought that Feng Yuan didn't understand the hidden meaning in her words at all, so the devil waited alone in the bedroom for a long time, but Feng Yuan didn't come. He hugged the pillow and felt that Liu Jia seemed to be dreaming for him in a trance. Had a bad idea.

The night was dark, covering thousands of miles of plains and hills in the Demon Realm. Silver moonlight poured out from the gaps in the clouds. Liu Jia stood outside the palace gate with her qin in her arms. On Qingxue Lake, the water was sparkling.

Feng Yuan is still sitting in the garden, bowing his head to polish the rough stone for his majesty, his majesty may have found someone he likes, or maybe they are spending time together, it is the nature of demons to seek pleasure, it's okay.

In the past, he always wanted to try the things in those brochures with others, but it was a pity that his health was not good at that time, Xingru accommodated himself, so he said no, no one can restrain him now, he should have more fun .

Feng Yuan thinks of the red thread that has nothing to do with him anymore, thinks of the shallow fate that was scattered by him.

He and Xingru finally got farther and farther away, and they could never go back to the past.

But wasn't this what he had expected?

Feng Yuan smiled wryly, his heart was astringent.

When he was in the heaven, Xingru listened to those immortal lords passing on the words about his love debt with Xigu, is it the same as he is today.

Sometimes, he would feel that the hundred years in the heavens after his return from the catastrophe was just a dream of his, but this dream was too long, and after waking up from the dream, his stars were gone.

Feng Yuan stopped, raised his head and looked towards the direction of the bedroom, thinking about what he was doing when his star was like this, then a layer of ice and snow fell in his heart, and when he turned his head again, he saw a fiery bird standing on the grape trellis, The small bright yellow paws are hidden under the white fluff on the abdomen, and the small black bean-like eyes are blinking, looking straight at him.

Bai Ju pulls back time, as if going back in time.

Feng Yuan suddenly laughed.

He put down the rough stone in his hand and raised his hand. The little bird tilted his head to look at him, as if hesitating, scratched his round head with his small paws, Feng Yuan was not in a hurry, just waiting for him quietly.

His hand stayed in mid-air like this for a long time, and finally, the bird fluttered its wings and landed on his palm.

This is his Xingru, and he can recognize it at a glance.

Feng Yuan lowered his head and stared at him tenderly, just like before, his eyes were slightly hot, and he almost wanted to shed tears.

Xiaoniao raised her head, not understanding why Feng Yuan was like this.

His little paw scratched Feng Yuan's palm lightly twice in doubt, then fluttered his wings and flew away again.

Feng Yuan stared blankly at his disappearing figure, with that hand still in mid-air, thinking that his Xingru might come back at a certain moment.