[Yang Jian] Moyu Zhaohua

"Speaking of which, I came to the lower realm on this trip to investigate the source of the mutation." Zhaohua maintained a slightly stiff smile, trying not to show any impatience, "May I ask if the Dragon King has any clues?"

This question is actually very bad-hearted, because even Tianzhu, who is in charge of suppressing karma, can't figure it out, let alone the Dragon King of the West Sea who doesn't know the origin of the mutation.

Sure enough, the Dragon King of the West Sea showed embarrassment, he pondered for a while, and then hesitantly said: "Although I don't know if it is related, some time ago, I often heard that little monsters disappeared inexplicably, and it seems that they have not been found yet... "

Zhaohua was stunned, "Does the Dragon King know where it is?"

The Dragon King of Xihai ordered someone to bring a map, and used Zhu Dan to point out six locations, "There are roughly these places." The locations he marked were very scattered, not only irregular, but also unable to be connected into a decent figure.

Zhaohua looked at it for a while and didn't say much, but turned his head and said to Yang Jian, "I remember that Zhenjun once lived in the mortal world. I wonder if he is familiar with the immortals everywhere?"

Yang Jian said, "It's still okay."

Zhaohua nodded, "Then let's ask first."

The Dragon King of the West Sea knew that Zhaohua was going to leave, so he hurriedly asked to stay: "The emperor must be tired today, and it is already late, so let's rest in the West Sea for a night first. What's more, the little demon's disappearance has been going on for quite a while, and it may not be related to the change. It's all related."

What the Dragon King said made sense, but Zhaohua didn't want to stay here for even a cup of tea.Although Yang Jian showed a look of indifference, His Royal Highness the third princess almost saw him as a hole.

Feeling that rushing back to Heaven is better than staying here, Zhao Hua just wanted to refuse, but sadly found that the man who was supposed to be on the same front had turned his elbow to the "hostile" side, "What His Majesty the Dragon King said Extremely, Xiaoxian also feels that it is too late today, not to mention that it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false at night, it is better to rest in the Dragon Palace for a night and then make plans... But I don't know what the Emperor's intention is?"

How else can I make up my mind?You've said that, I can't slap you in the face in public!

"Speaking of which, I am indeed a little tired." Zhaohua had no choice but to step on the steps, and sadly complied with everyone's wishes, "Then the Dragon King will be in trouble."

There is actually no difference between the Dragon Palace at night and the daytime, and Zhaohua is not too interested in the natural landscape.After admiring it for a while, he sat beside the stone table in the courtyard, playing with all kinds of small fishes that were swimming around bored.

"I thought these little things couldn't get in, but they can still be used as decorations."

Yang Jian tactfully sent Ao Cunxin away who wanted to follow, and when he came back, he paused behind Zhaohua, and then lightly pressed the teapot to be picked up.

"The emperor must be tired today, so let's rest earlier."

"...Ah?" Zhaohua took a long time to react before popping out a single word. He looked at Yang Jian with some puzzlement, and said inexplicably, "It's just after Xushi, although it's not early, but...it's not that late, right? .”

Could it be that your usual routine is actually very different? !

Yang Jian didn't speak, his gaze lowered a little, as if he had landed somewhere behind Zhaohua.

Ever since he was in the Dragon Palace, Zhaohua felt that this person was looking at the wrong position. He felt strange and couldn't help but turned his head accordingly. He heard Yang Jian say sullenly, "The emperor's hair color is a bit dark."

Zhaohua's fingertips trembled slightly, he lifted some ends of his hair from the back and looked at it for a while, then smiled wryly and said, "It's just a little bit, did you see it all?"

Yang Jian's breathing seemed to be a little lighter. He shook his head slowly, but he didn't take his eyes off Zhaohua's hair. "Thinking about it now, Emperor Zuo's hair was completely black that morning."

When he said these words, his voice was hard as if it was a person, but Zhaohua knew that it was annoyance. Since he was a child, this person's clumsiness has not changed.

"Actually, I haven't been to the mortal world for a long time." Zhaohua changed his posture, and suddenly said, "To be honest, although I slept well in the phantom, it has been thousands of years since I woke up. Everything is different, and I still feel a little lonely.”

This is really inconsistent with what he said before. Yang Jian didn't know how to answer the words, but he knew the person in front of him a little bit, so he simply shut his mouth and waited for him to go on.

Sure enough, Zhaohua propped his chin, pointed at Yang Jian with a smile, "When I woke up 50 years ago, there were actually some accidents. In the phantom, the white leaves are normal, and the starry mirror is also the same color as before. Logically, I should still be asleep. , but he opened his eyes." He suddenly stopped at this point, "Speaking of... why is that?"

Yang Jian knew that this was not asking himself, so he stood aside as if he was listening with his head down.

Zhaohua didn't know how long it took. Seeing Yang Jian standing still, he ordered the table for him to sit down, and then poured a cup of weak tea himself.

"But I woke up, so I simply got up and couldn't bear my temper and went to the upper realm." I don't know if it was because I was on the bottom of the sea, amidst the waves, Zhaohua's eyes seemed to be extra distant and soft, "Then The first time I saw you in Lingxiao Palace, I realized that you are different from any gods. You may look very unhuman, but you are not really cold and indifferent. Standing tall and proud, stubborn as hell."

"Compared to those fellows who are immortal, you are more like a human being with a temperament, not a simple indifference, not a simple rebellion. You know what you want, and you have made a choice, even if you are a little clumsy And lack of tact...I like you very much."

like?

Zhaohua shut his mouth abruptly, he lowered his head in surprise, and did not see Yang Jian sitting opposite, his face also changed color.But he was different from himself, not only his complexion was slightly pale, but his brows were also tightly wrinkled.

"Hey, that's what I want to say..." Zhaohua coughed dryly, and was a little incoherent for a moment.But when he raised his head again, he saw Yang Jian was shocked slightly, and his face and ears turned red as fast as he could see.

It seems that I realized with hindsight what Zhaohua said at the end.

Zhaohua was also a little embarrassed by being messed up, he scratched the side of his neck, and stood up awkwardly, "In short, I walked out of the phantom early by myself, and I didn't use Baiye for too long and I couldn't control it well. ...cough, it doesn't matter."

After finishing speaking, Zhaohua returned to his room as if fleeing, leaving only Yang Jian sitting in the yard alone, no emotion could be seen under the shadow of his hair.