Birdseye

A cold, rust-colored moon hangs in the sky, and the blood-like moonlight flows along the water of the Feng River in the dark world day and night, and the river also stains the barren land on the other side. Nameless snow-white flowers bloom all over the place, split in red and white, as if one is newly married and the other is at funeral.

The demon swayed the gift he gave to all beings from the cracks in the seal. At first, it was just a little bit of turbulent stream of light falling down, and then the stream of light burst out like a torrential river, rushing down, Feng Yuan didn't know it at this time What's the use of Liuguang, only to nail the Kunwu sword to the seal.

The strong wind swept from the sky, setting off the wind and sand all over the sky. In this wind and sand, streamers overflowed, slowly scattered from the Nine Nether Realm to the space between the sky and the earth.

When the wind suddenly picked up, the streamer turned into gold powder, and sprinkled into the world along with the sunlight. The lost beings raised their heads in a daze, looked up into the sky, and tears slowly rolled down the corners of their eyes.

A newlywed who had just lifted her hijab remembered her lover in the past, and looked at the house full of red candles, she couldn't stop crying;

A dying person with a lingering sick bed remembers that he left home when he was a teenager, and he no longer remembers his way back by accident. The elderly parents in his hometown have waited for him year after year, and finally it has become two short graves, but still Staring at the long road when he left, he turned his head and forgot the way he came, but there was only a white wall, in such boundless despair, he died forever;

There are also fools who have been begging for a living all day long, remembering their majesty when one person was under one person and above ten thousand people, and now they look at this desolate body, their eyes are full of sorrow, they staggered to the bridge, laughed three times, and threw themselves into the river to die ...

Countless sorrows and joys were staged at the same time, and countless crying and laughing suddenly sounded in my ears.

But in the Heavenly Outer Realm, the Heavenly Demon laughed happily. He most liked to see all beings struggling in the swamp of pain and despair, and could never escape.

On the fairy platform, the cold wind was blowing, the Udumbara flowers fell in disorder from the outer sky, the Qingyue cranes broke the silence, the giant dragon entrenched on the stone pillar looked down at the demon lord, and the long golden beard fluttered gently in the wind.

The demon master sat on the Dengxiantai, looking down at the floating clouds under the Dengxiantai, which was covered with a thin layer of golden light under the reflection of the setting sun. In the phantom of his vision, countless fragments hurriedly passed by before his eyes, as if they were within reach.

So he stretched out his hand and touched his highness in those illusions, the stream of light flying out from the clouds broke into tiny stardust, fell on the center of his eyebrows, and dissipated here.

Scene after scene of the past was endlessly revolving before his eyes.

On the gloomy mass burial mound, His Highness lifted the heavy coffin with a muddy body and brought him to the world;

On the icy and snowy battlefield of northern Xinjiang, a raging fire ignited in the Frost Valley. He hugged Ji Huaizhou and cried for a long time;

Later, when he stepped on the white snow on the upper deer hill, a thousand miles of fire was burning under the Garan Pagoda, and pieces of burnt wood fell from the sky, shooting out sparks all over the place. Someone whispered in his ear that his highness was no longer there.

Finally, in the heavenly world, in the Thousand Peach Garden, he was dressed in a black robe, and brought the little dew fairy to him.

Looking back, you can see the snow-white Udumbara flowers sinking into the Milky Way in the long wind and never wither.

……

Those forgotten memories were like flowers falling from the sky, pouring in one after another, and reprinted into his mind like this.

His Highness was standing under Dengxiantai, smiled at himself, and called him Xingru.

Xingru looked at him, from the day when he was pushed down on the Immortal Stage to now that he came here again, this short period of time seemed like a big dream that he didn't know the world.

Fortunately, His Highness finally came back.

When Xingru came back to his senses, tears were streaming down his face, he leaned forward to take a closer look at him, but he turned into a stream of light and disappeared without a trace before his eyes.

Song Zhou was taken aback by his action, thought that Xingru was about to jump off to the immortal platform again, so Teng Teng Teng ran up immediately and called out: "Your Majesty—"

Xingru was so frightened that he almost slipped down. He stood up from the stage, tidied up his somewhat messy skirt, and watched quietly under the immortal platform. The dream hooks on the immortal platform had been destroyed by Feng Yuan. If you jump down, nothing will happen.

It's just that I was hit directly by someone that day, and I was really a bit useless. Xingru raised her head and looked at the golden dragon that was still entrenched on the stone pillar. , but now under Xingru's eyes, this dead thing hangs its huge head guiltily.

Xingru withdrew her gaze, wiped off the water marks on her face, turned her head, smiled at Songzhou, and asked him, "Where is the High God Siquan?"

Songzhou was a little dazed, the devil in front of him seemed to have changed into the former Xingru in an instant, which made him not used to it, he murmured: "Shangshen Siquan seems to have gone to the Nine Nether Realm,"

There are four Heavenly Demon seals, and now there is only the last Nine Nether Realm left, and Si Quan went there again, hoping that the High God will repair the seal, why not pray that the High God will not help the Heavenly Demon to seal the seal together? break open.

Xingru also probably guessed where the other three gods in the heaven are now.

"I see." He flew down from the immortal platform, a few Udumbara flowers fell on the snow-white robe, but it was not conspicuous.

"Your Majesty?" Song Zhou softly called him from behind.

Xingru turned his head and looked at Songzhou. He had guarded himself for thousands of years in the demon world, and later helped him a lot in the heavenly realm, but at this time he had another important thing to do, so he could only treat Songzhou He said, "Songzhou, thank you very much."

"Your Majesty..." Songzhou wanted to ask the demon master if he remembered, but before he could speak, the demon master had turned into a white light and disappeared from his eyes.

Songzhou scratched his head, it seems that His Majesty must have remembered all the past, he recalled those days in the heaven together, inexplicably felt that God of Fengyuan might suffer, he shook his head and sighed, from the immortal platform up and down.

The willow flowers by the river were blown down by the wind, and there was another heavy snowfall.

In the Nine Serenity Realm, the wind and sand all over the sky have long since ceased, only the rain of blood is endless, the stream of light scattered between the heaven and the earth, and all living beings are lost in the past.

Jian Wu raised his head, glanced at the dark and gloomy vortex above his head, and returned to his heart the past that had been left behind thousands of years ago in the thunder formation of forgetting dust.

I remember many things from that year now, but there is nothing special about it, as if I was flipping through an old book and reading another person's story.

Only when I think of that name, I feel a little dull pain in my heart.

Chu Sang, Chu Sang...

The founding emperor of the Tang Kingdom, Chu Lingyan, had only four sons in his life. The first prince was born in June. He saw the mulberry tree in the courtyard bearing many fruits, so he chose a name casually.

Chu Sang.

Compared with this eldest prince who is cautious and scheming, he has always preferred the third prince who is upright and open-minded, not to mention that Chu Sang is not in his blood.

But it was not until many years later, when he dreamed back at midnight, that he woke up and stared at the palace lantern beside the bed for a long time, before he finally understood something vaguely.

"Is there a little minister in my father's heart?"

Before Chu Sang left, he asked this question, which he could not answer until today.

However, since then, Chu Sang has never been in his dream again.

He had been looking for him for many years, but he couldn't find him again until his death.

No one would have thought that Chu Lingyan, the dignified founding emperor of the Tang Kingdom, would end up dying with regret.

Si Quan looked at Jian Wu, trying to see some remorse on his face. The rain of blood wet his clothes, and the blue hair was scattered behind his head like a waterfall. He asked Jian Wu: "Jian Wu, what are you doing?" Remember your fate?"

Jian Wu's expression did not change, he just stood there, like a stone statue erected here since ancient times, no matter what Si Quan said, he would not move.

Si Quan frowned, a little disappointed with Jian Wu's reaction, he even wondered whether it was because of the partiality of heaven, or whether this person was born to cut off love and never love.

The Heavenly Demon in the Heavenly Outer Realm sensed that Feng Yuan's divine power was fading, and let out a wild laugh. He slammed towards the seal, and the huge rumbling sound echoed in the Nine Nether Mirror. The Nine Nether Realm was shrouded in haze, and there was a faint light on the light red enchantment, which was reflected in the puddles under the feet, and the cracks in the seal gradually expanded, and black mist lingered out of it.

Siquan and Jianwu fought fiercely in this rain of blood. The dazzling divine light pierced the dark sky. The sound of swords colliding was lost in the huge rumbling sound. Sparks fell together with the rain and disappeared into the muddy land. On the land, clouds and smoke rolled in like waves in the distance.

Feng Yuan under the vortex pursed his lips. He looked at the crack for a moment, and then he raised his hand and pulled out the Kunwu sword in the seal. , he exhausted all his strength to hit the seal again, and he made the best posture to welcome the new life of freedom.

But he failed again, he yelled angrily, and the entire Nine Nether Realm shook violently with his voice.

As soon as Mengshu looked up, he saw that Feng Yuan was sacrificing his soul to repair the seal here, he quickly flew under the whirlpool, raised his hand to cover the seal, and said to Feng Yuan, "Let me do it."

Feng Yuan didn't move or speak, his face was pale and his lips were bloodless, this rain of blood became the only color around him.

Mengshu sighed, with a relieved expression on his face, he said to Feng Yuan: "You still have to save your life, go back to the Demon Realm to meet your Majesty, although I'm not very good at fighting, I'm still a god, use me It's the same with my soul, let me come."

Hearing Mengshu mention Xingru, Fengyuan finally reacted, he looked up at the dark and surging vortex, smiled, and said to Mengshu: "Not enough."

Is it enough, you have to try it to know, Mengshu raised the Xingrui in his hand, anyway, he can neither help Jianwu beat Siquan in the Nine Nether Mirror, nor can he form a golden seal to seal the demon again, it is better at this time If he sacrificed his soul, if he could make Feng Yuan return to the Demon Realm alive, it would be considered a merit.

The star-finding ruler suddenly became brightly lit, Mengshu raised his head suspiciously, and saw a red light meandering out from the star-finding ruler, gradually converging into a blurry figure, Mengshu could recognize him at a glance, it was the devil. Main heavy feathers.

This is just a ray of soul of the demon lord Chong Yu. After his death, he left behind three souls, one turned into a stone tablet at the bottom of Qingxue Lake in the Demon Realm, the other turned into a tiny star in the outer sky, and the remaining one was attached to it. In Mengshu's Xingrui.

He didn't expect at that time that after his death, Mengshu would keep the star-finding ruler dusty, and he didn't take it out until today.

He was wearing a bright red wedding dress at this time, still the same as when Mengshu saw him for the first time.

Chong Yu sighed softly, this is the situation when he came out.

Meng Shu stared at him blankly, not understanding why he would appear here even though he had passed away for many years.

Chong Yu raised his hand, wanting to touch Meng Shu's tearful eyes, but his hand passed through his cheek, he withdrew his hand somewhat disappointed, and said softly to Meng Shu: "I am I really like you..."

The next moment, his voice dissipated on the seal at the same time as the ray of spirit, and he did the same thing for Mengshu that ray of spirit in Fengyuan in the heartless sea.

The Heavenly Demon in the Heavenly Outer Territory slammed into the seal angrily, whipping up lightning, raging fire and thunder.

Chong Yu's soul has been turned into a seal, and he can no longer come back. Meng Shu couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, but at this moment, he couldn't allow him to think carefully, so he said softly: "Then let's go together."

These words seemed to be said to Feng Yuan, and also seemed to be said to the ray of spirit that Chong Yu had just disappeared.

Feng Yuan sacrificed several souls to form a new seal in the vortex, his whole body's power was almost completely exhausted, he half closed his eyes, and many vague illusions appeared in front of his eyes.

It was many, many years ago, Xingru turned into a prototype, lying on his chest, playing boringly, the world was extremely quiet, their heartbeats overlapped together at a certain moment.

At that time, he always thought that this life is very long, and he and Xingru still have many such days.

However, to this day, this relationship will eventually be broken cleanly.

His stars are like...

He will never be seen again.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking through the air behind him, overpowering the loud bang, and struck suddenly.

The long fiery red arrow landed on the crack of the seal, quickly forming a small fiery red seal, the pervasive black air immediately dissipated, and the demon in the seal let out a scream.

But Feng Yuan didn't feel relaxed at all, instead the expression on his face became more sad, the cold blood rain wet his cheeks, and a few strands of hair on his forehead stuck to the side of his face, he turned his head and saw the demon lord standing in white clothes In the midst of wind and rain.

"Why are you here?" he asked.

Xingru walked slowly, his white clothes were still dripping in the rain of blood, and his robe was fluttering in the wind. He came to Feng Yuan, raised his hand, wiped the blood rain off his face carefully, and asked him : "Didn't you say that you will go back?"

Feng Yuan looked into his gray eyes, opened his mouth, and called out to him with some difficulty: "Xingru..."