Those who know, be calm

Black veils were hung, and people were worshiping someone in black mourning clothes. A pregnant woman knelt in front of the memorial tablet and almost fainted from crying. Seeing the sudden appearance of the Holy One, everyone was shocked. They knelt down one after another, and the Holy One stepped forward step by step, staring at the token with Qian Jianglian's name engraved on it, is he dead?

The woman kneeling on the ground had a pale face, and put her hand on her swollen belly, but she still choked up and said, "My husband received a prophecy from a wise man a few years ago that he would die in this war. We have known for a long time This time there is no going back..."

The Holy One silently listened to the woman's cries, and he clenched his fists. Was it a prophecy made by that fellow Xianshen?It turns out that Qian Jianglian has long been determined to die, so he puts life and death aside, and only has martial arts in his heart. Does he want to reach the peak of martial arts in his limited life?

Can I try your meteor when I get back?

Suddenly thinking of Qian Jianglian's last words, Shengzun felt inexplicably sour in his heart. No one will call his name again in the future. Will he also have such emotions?Qian Jianglian's last wish has not been fulfilled yet, and the Holy One gave birth to a thousand-year obsession with just one thought. He is a god, why can't he resurrect Qian Jianglian like the first god.

Qian Jianglian is a mortal, so he is sure, but there are still two things missing, one is a body suitable for the soul, and the other is the heavenly mirror in the hands of the gods that can bring the dead back to life.Of course the Xianshen would not hand over Tianjing, so put it on hold for now. He made a contract with the Xianshen that he would never interfere with Liangchuan's affairs with prophecy. Liangchuan would never destroy the world made up of language. Chuan, let Liangchuan stay away from the flames of war. He also imprisoned himself in Liangchuan, controlling everything in Liangchuan, and forbidding them to communicate with the outside world. It is really ridiculous that the god of war and slaughter would make a prison for protecting peace.

The container was not easy to find. He set his sights on the descendants of Qian Jianglian's family, but even the heirs of Qian Jianglian trembled in front of him, and dared not even look at him. No one could be as innocent as Qian Jianglian. fearless.

Liangchuan really got away from the chaos of war and became a peaceful and beautiful country, but the obsession in Shengzun's heart was increasing day by day, and he seemed to have become the appearance of a former god.

I don't know how many hundreds of years later, the Holy Lord sat on the dark throne with little interest. The descendants of the Qianjiang family of this generation were also chosen by him to come to visit him according to the usual practice. She was a gentle girl, her His eyes were bright, and he knelt down respectfully and with some fear. This child was no different from those before. He was still full of fear for him. The Holy One was a little disappointed, "See Lord Holy One, my name is Qianjiang..."

"The container doesn't need to have a name," the saint interrupted her coldly. The girl's face was pale, and she didn't know what she did wrong. "The container doesn't need to speak, you are just a tool."

The girl was trembling, and she was sweating coldly under such a terrifying murderous intent. She quickly lowered her head, and the Holy One felt bored, so he waved her and pushed her out. He just said habitually, but he didn't expect God's coercion At such an age, the girl didn't know if she was too obedient or what, and she never said a word since then.

The Holy Master had a severe headache, he never thought that she would be like this. Qian Jiangling also had an older brother who inherited the Qianjiang family's tuberculosis, but he was very smart, as if he had realized something. He had never had any heirs, and Qian Jiangling With that wooden look, the Holy Venerable almost thought that the Qianjiang family's bloodline was about to be cut off.

But his worries didn't come true. The seemingly well-behaved Qian Jiangling ran to Guidao rebelliously. When she came back, she was even more silent, and she was pregnant, and finally gave birth to a boy.

Shengzun felt tired, he completely gave up on this generation, and could only place his hopes on Qian Jiangling's children. A few years later, Qian Jiangling suddenly went crazy, and only then did Shengzun know that she had been cursed by Onigao, and he wanted to save her. There was nothing she could do, and Qian Jiangling was still dead.

The boy who was as silent as his mother was brought before him, a bold boy who stared straight at him with those dark eyes.

The Holy One said his opening remarks as usual, "The container does not need to speak, you are just a tool."

The boy didn't respond, he snorted coldly, his eyes almost rolled to the sky.

This child is interesting, and the heart of the Holy One, which has been silent for a long time, began to beat again, but this kid is really defiant, "What's your name?"

The young man seemed reluctant to speak, his face was cold and frighteningly cold, but before he came, the saint of Hui'an had been admonishing him to be respectful to the god of Liangchuan, at least say a few more words, "Qian Jiangyue."

Don't be afraid of yourself at all, Shengzun rarely smiled, maybe this child can become Qian Jianglian's container, "You can call me by my name, Ling Shuang."

"Oh." Qian Jiangyue responded perfunctorily, and began to lose her mind expressionlessly.

The Holy Lord has nothing to do with this child. He walked out of the temple and came to Qian Jiang's house, which he had not set foot in for a long time. Qian Jiangyue was practicing swords, and he did not look like Qian Jianglian. So well-behaved, so coldly rejecting people thousands of miles away, I don't know who she looks like.

At this moment, Qian Jiangyue noticed that someone was watching him, the long black sword was pointed at the Holy Lord, and the Holy Lord was not angry, "I'll come and see you." He noticed that the word "Cangshuang" was engraved on the sword , his heart moved.

Qian Jiangyue withdrew her sword, no expression was visible on her face, she turned around and was about to leave, another fierce young man walked towards her, Qian Jiangyue stopped in her tracks, her ice face was actually warm, "Why are you still here?" Here, Master calls you..." The young man noticed the holy man, this terrifying man made him vigilant instinctively, and the repressed murderous desire in his heart was also aroused, the silver knife in his wrist was unsheathed, this knife was called Bai Lu, Bai Lu Cang Frost, is it a pair of swords?The saint was a little upset.

"Are you a god?" the annoying green-eyed kid asked with a trembling voice, and Qian Jiangyue looked at him in surprise.

The Holy One only thought of him as an ant, and was too lazy to talk to him, "Do you know how to save the knower?" The young man asked anxiously as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Huh? The knower? That counterfeit container? It's just a tool of the first god." The Holy One sneered.

Qian Jiangyue suddenly turned her head to look at herself. Her misty black eyes made the Holy Lord a little guilty, but the green-eyed kid said fearlessly, "Do you also use Qian Jiang as a tool?"

The pupils of the saint shrank, and the killing intent struck, and the dark meteor fell down instantly. The young man reacted very quickly and blocked the meteor with a knife, but he was so shocked by such a powerful force that he vomited blood. Zizi drew out his sword and pointed it at the Holy One, as if fighting desperately with the Holy One.

Looking at Qian Jiangyue's firm eyes, Shengzun reluctantly withdrew the knife. There was only such a single seedling left in Qian Jiang's family, so nothing happened.

After the container was selected, the Holy Lord began to plan how to capture the Heavenly Mirror. The ghost mother seemed to have the same purpose as him. It is really stupid to subvert Liangchuan's peaceful life. He even wants to escape from his protection and live under the control of the oracle. Yishan, maybe he can take this opportunity to rob the knower.

The green-eyed Zhan Yunyi invited himself to go, and even desperately used the meteor to split the barrier. He was lucky enough not to die on the spot, but this kid disobeyed him time and time again for the sake of knowing, if Qian Jiangyue hadn't , he would have killed this kid long ago.

The Zhizhe is also an annoying and stubborn brat. I don’t know how the Xianshen endured it for so many years. The Holy One finally took away half of the heavenly mirror, but he was tricked by the Zhizhe. It seems that this kid has deeper ulterior motives. ambition.

He looked at the gray eyeball in the palm of his hand, the sky mirror and the container were all there, and he could do it, but the holy venerable, who had always been decisive and decisive, hesitated, wait a little longer.

Zhan Yunyi and the wise man were still tossing about, and the sage was too lazy to pay attention to them, but one day the cold Qian Jiangyue came to him on his own initiative, and his face was anxious, "Save him!"

Knowing that something happened to Zhan Yunyi, Shengzun narrowed his eyes, "Why should I save him?"

Qian Jiangyue gritted her teeth, "I will pay the price."

The Holy One looked at him playfully, "Do you think you can afford it?"

Qian Jiangyue still had a cold expression, "I will be your container, so you have to save him."

It was the first time I heard Qian Jiangyue say so many words, and he also agreed to make a container obediently, but the Holy One was not happy, he felt that this was not what he wanted, since when did he, a cold god, have so many Inexplicable emotions, "I don't let you be a container now, I only have one condition." He looked up at the stunned Qian Jiangyue, "Call me by my name in the future, and I will save him if you call me."

"..." Qian Jiangyue opened her mouth but didn't make a sound, there was a trace of embarrassment on her face.

Shengzun opened his eyes wide, this kid must have forgotten his name!In other words, he didn't remember it from the beginning, and the Holy One was mad and helpless, "My name is Ling Shuang."

"...Ling Shuang..." Qian Jiangyue whispered in a twisted voice.

The Holy One finally felt happy, and finally heard someone call his name, and then he realized that maybe he didn't really want Qian Jianglian to be resurrected, in fact, he just wanted to find an existence that was equal to him. As lonely as the mother god.

Zhan Yunyi was rescued, and Qian Jiangyue seemed very happy. He drank a lot that day, and walked back staggeringly. The tall figure of the saint stood in front of the drunk Qian Jiangyue, "Why do you drink like this?"

Qian Jiangyue raised her eyes to look at him, suddenly became furious, pointed at the saint's nose and began to curse, "Ling Shuang, you bastard..."

The Holy One looked at him in surprise, Qian Jiangyue was not afraid at all, and dragged him on incessantly, so did Qian Jiangyue inherit the tuberculosis attribute from Qian Jiang's family?

Later, that little sage did many crazy things, killed the gods, and caused chaos in the world. The world that the gods painstakingly maintained with prophecy was completely broken. This container that they despised could do such a thing. The three gods played around in circles.

The Holy One also chose to let go, and returned Liangchuan to the people of Liangchuan. He no longer planned to resurrect Qian Jianglian, his obsession dissipated, and he completely let go, but the ghost mother was still obsessed.Life is short, how long can Qian Jiangyue live under his gaze?The saint looked at the sky mirror in his hand and laughed, suddenly understood the mood of the mother god. The spell was reversed, and the sky mirror could also turn a god into a human being. He recited the spell, and the gray eyes in his palm shone with dazzling white light and gradually swallowed The dark God of Slaughter.

The Eight Great Announcements and Last Events

It’s time for the pilgrimage to Lingyi Mountain every 30 years. Even the most turbulent countries will go to Lingyi Mountain to obtain the prophecies of the wise.

Mu Hong, the young ruler of Qiguo, was bored in the posthouse at the foot of the mountain. He didn't believe in any inexplicable prophecy. Can the fate of his country be decided by the illusory oracle?If his father hadn't insisted on him coming, he wouldn't have come all the way to Lingyi Mountain.

Tomorrow will be able to enter the temple, Mu Hong is so upset that he can't sleep. Compared with the other countries in this station, Qiguo is too weak. In this world of the weak and the strong, he will be destroyed by war at any time. He looks worried and walks out of the station. Looking at the temple on Lingyi Mountain not far away from the museum, he walked up it in a strange way, along the white stone steps all the way to the Jiuzhong Gate, the huge stone gate blocked all outsiders, and the giant beast in relief on it watched him quietly .

What am I doing here?Mu Hong smiled wryly, and just wanted to go back, but there seemed to be something guiding him. He pressed the stone door and pushed it open, but the closed stone door was pushed open by him. He cast a very destructive spell, and threw a stone over vigilantly, but there was no response, probably because he deliberately removed the formation for tomorrow's pilgrimage.

Are there any gods here?It should be a forbidden area, but everyone is here, so let's go in and walk around.Mu Hong walked in boldly, the temple was terribly quiet, there was no breath of wind, as if time had stood still, the ground was paved with white stones, and passing through stone gates, the solemn and sacred atmosphere made Mu Hong feel awe.

Pushing open the last stone gate, there is a lush ancient tree in front of it, which seems to be the first living thing he saw along the way, behind the sacred tree is the tall temple, the main hall supported by white stone pillars is open, Curious, he went in.

In the center of the temple, there is a white jade statue of the Mother Goddess, with stretched eyebrows and downcast eyes looking at all living beings. This statue is different from the beautiful or solemn statues Mu Hong has seen before. It is not particularly outstanding, but it has a compassionate and soft face. But Mu Hong was moved, the mother god's gentle eyes actually reminded him of his long-dead mother, and he was stunned for a moment.

"Is the Goddess good-looking?" A cold voice sounded, and Mu Hong was taken aback. There was a person sitting behind the statue. The person's sense of existence was too weak, and he didn't notice it for so long.

The man rubbed his sleepy eyes as if he had just woken up, stood up, and walked to the statue. He was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, with unbelievably long black hair dragging on the ground, and his face looked sick as if he hadn't seen the sun for a long time. His pale, gray pupils cast a layer of shadow, making Mu Hong think he is blind.

The young man took out a candlestick from the side, lightened the white light with his fingertips and lit the candle. He also stared at the statue for a while, without any expression on his pale face. Mu Hong's eyes fell on the young man's face On the face, his features are clearly beautiful, but it is difficult to remember his appearance, like light ink smudged on pale paper, those gray eyes seem to have insight into everything in the world.Mu Hong felt that the young man's face looked familiar, and he was shocked. Although this face was somewhat masculine, it could still be seen that it was exactly the same as the statue of the mother god.

"Who are you?" Mu Hong finally recovered from the shock.

"An unimportant person." The boy also looked away, and replied casually, looking at Mu Hong curiously, "It's you, trespassing on the temple is a blasphemy against the gods."

Could this boy be the priest in the temple?Mu Hong was not afraid, and immediately retorted, "If God really exists, why didn't he show up to punish me?"

The young man looked at him speechlessly, wondering if he was angry, "You are the young master of Qiguo, maybe you don't believe it now, but when you get the gift of God tomorrow, you will be grateful. All the people I have met are Such."

"Oh, gift?" Mu Hong sneered, he stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes sharp, "Why didn't the great gods appear to save all beings when the world is suffering? What do you want to do by giving prophecies with false feelings? Interfering in our affairs? Do you want to maintain your divine power and let the world worship you forever?"

What he said was a little excited, but the young man looked dignified, looking around as if he was waiting for something, the temple was terribly quiet for a while, after Mu Hong finished speaking, the young man kept frowning, as if he was very nervous, Mu Hong also appeared behind his back Cold sweat, this is a temple, will his words anger the gods?

The young man waited for a while, but nothing appeared. He finally breathed a sigh of relief, with inexplicable emotions in his gray eyes, "Gods don't interfere with world affairs. Tell you the future in advance, whether you know the future or not, it will not change."

Muhong was a little surprised that the young man would say this, and fell into deep thought, "I don't believe in so-called prophecy and fate, I only believe in myself, if it is a good fate, I will make it better, if it is bad luck, I will save myself, relying on myself power to change."

Seeing Mu Hong's firm expression, the young man's eyes were filled with anticipation for the first time, faintly shining, "You are different from the people before." His voice was ethereal and distant, and the sense of insight in his eyes made Mu Hong think that I saw the real god, "The land you set foot on will be your country, Your Majesty the greatest emperor in thousands of years."

His words were like the most mysterious prophecy, and they were too shocking. Mu Hong raised his head suddenly and met the young man's bright gray pupils. Mu Hong felt that he was lost in that chaotic gray.

Mu Hong was dazed and didn't know how he got back to the post house. This adventure was like a dream, but the next day, when the worship began, he entered Lingyi Mountain with many monarchs. In this era, there are many small countries, Qiguo is one of the insignificant small countries. Standing behind the crowd, Mu Hong suddenly felt that these guys were very obtrusive. It would be great if he was the only one standing in front of the mother god next time. Mu Hong ambitiously thought with.

The Knower did not show himself, but instilled the prophecy into their minds with mystical powers.

The land you set foot on will be your country. His Majesty the greatest emperor in the millennium has unified the divided land. There is no one before and no one to come.

Mu Hong suddenly opened his eyes, this kind of prophecy was the same as what the boy said last night, just who was that boy, then he remembered that there was no priest in the temple, there was only one person here, that is the knower, the pale man Is the young man who knows you adults?Mu Hong couldn't believe it.

Everyone dispersed in joy or sorrow, and some people even peeped at Mu Hong in fear. In the end, only Mu Hong was left in the temple. He shook his head to wake himself up. Just as he was about to turn around, he saw a figure swaying behind the statue. , he could only see a figure from the back, dressed in white, wearing a jade crown, with unbelievably long black hair slightly raised, it was really him.

He actually talked with Lord Knower, so is this prophecy also a gift and expectation of God?An emperor through the ages, when he thought of such an oracle, Mu Hong was eager to try it.

In the next 30 years, Mu Hong really did as predicted. After years of fighting, Qi Kingdom gradually became stronger, annexed from the surrounding small countries, and gradually became side by side with other big countries.Muhong is full of enthusiasm. He believes that his hegemony will be fully realized, because God is guiding him forward, and as long as the land he sets foot on, it will become the land of Qiguo.

He is in his thirties, and his family members and officials are persuading him to get married. His old father is a headache for him. No matter what kind of woman he is, he hopes to see Mu Hongcheng give birth to a child before he dies, but this child is very stubborn. Have not had a child for many years.

Ever since Mu Hong saw the statue of the Mother Goddess in the temple, other women could no longer look at him like that. If Master Zhizhi...he suddenly stopped, he would have such delusional thoughts about God, such a blasphemous behavior makes people feel ashamed. He was inexplicably ashamed, he found that he couldn't remember the appearance of the knower, he only remembered the plain white face and gray eyes, if he could see him again, he would definitely not forget it.

Muhong is looking forward to the next meeting. The 30-year period has finally come. The former high-spirited young man is now 58 years old. He has completely unified this land that has been divided for a long time. Da Qijing and the emperor's reputation are recognized by the world. Fear and reverence, in their eyes they can almost stand shoulder to shoulder with gods.All the land that I set foot on is the land of Daqi, except for Lingyi Mountain.

The overlord is riding on a horse, looking at the temple that has not changed for thousands of years, and finally he will see you again.

On the day of pilgrimage, the front of the statue was empty, and only one emperor came to worship like never before. Everyone who was in the way was cleared away, and finally he was able to be alone with the god. Mu Hong stepped forward excitedly, "Master Zhizhi, I know you are here, Do you remember me?"

The holy sage in white came out slowly, wearing a heavy and luxurious jade crown on his head, his whole body glowed with a faint white light, just like 30 years ago, he raised his dim eyes, his eyes were cold, as if he was looking at Watch a stranger.

Mu Hong’s passion was extinguished. Don’t you remember him? He has worked hard for the oracle for 30 years, but that person didn’t take him seriously. After leaving this land, I am always grateful for your gift, it is you who pointed out the direction for me!"

The knower didn't say a word, he looked at Mu Hong, this heroic and frightening emperor even humbly thanked God, the knower showed a disappointed expression, he raised his hand and handed over the prophecy this time. Give it to Mu Hong, and then dissipate in the white mist.

Mu Hong was stunned, is the knower angry?But it was the new prophecy that made him shudder even more.

Pursue nothingness, until death will not find it.

What does it mean?Did he not do enough, did the gods punish him?He didn't understand, he obeyed the will of the knower to conquer all directions, why would the knower be disappointed?God's will is too difficult to guess.

Mu Hong pondered for a long time, could it be that he didn't have enough respect for God?So in order to express his love for the gods, he began to build temples crazily. The magnificent and luxurious temples made the people complain. If he was a great virtuous king in the first 30 years, then Emperor Jinghe in the second half of his life was an out-and-out tyrant .

He turned a blind eye to the sufferings of the people, and instead painted portraits of the knower like a maniac. He was afraid that he would forget the face of the knower again, so he painted it over and over again, but he didn't feel like it, he sighed.

As the age grows, the great emperor will inevitably age. He realizes that the distance between himself and the gods is too far, and he wants to ask Lord Zhizhe again if he is satisfied this time. Instead, he began to look for the elixir of longevity. He got a way to summon a powerful force from a mysterious woman in black, and maybe he could live forever in this way, so he started killing to complete the formation, but repeated failures made him He finally succumbed to fate, he began to build his own luxurious and huge mausoleum, and left his life track on the murals. He even placed a queen's coffin next to his coffin, and painted a portrait that he thought he most resembled. Seal it in the coffin, so that you can be with God forever.

The cruel emperor finally ushered in his end. Mu Hong, who was nearly ninety years old and rebellious, still set foot on the road of worshiping at Lingyi Mountain. He almost missed it. My lord, I have been worshiping you devoutly for 30 years. How do you feel? To my deep love yet?Are you satisfied this time?I must be blessed by the gods.

However, Emperor Jinghe's mighty convoy stopped at the foot of Lingyi Mountain. Mu Hong was already 88 years old, and he couldn't hold on any longer. After days of exhaustion, the aging emperor finally fell down, just like the weakness of ordinary people Like the old man, tomorrow is the day to pay homage, but Mu Hong felt that he couldn't hold on to tomorrow, and his vision gradually blurred. He stretched out his hand towards the void with a wry smile, "My lord, you are really ruthless..."

No one got the prophecy this year, and the knower stood quietly in front of the statue, still with an indifferent expression, nothing could move his heart.

Extra Story Nine Bystanders

As the existence that has accompanied the mother goddess for the longest time, Xiongshou knows that the mother goddess is actually lonely, and there is no equivalent existence to the mother goddess in the world.

"Ah Xie, do you feel lonely?" The mother goddess gently touched the furry ears of the Xie beast, and the Xie beast rubbed against the hand of the mother god, flicking its long tail, as long as I am by your side, I will not lonely.

The mother goddess sighed very sadly, and looked into the distance with her gray eyes. She finally chose to reincarnate as a human being, and was born in the distant Kunyinte Snow Mountain, becoming an ordinary person.

Xie Beast was a little worried. It came to Kunyinte and turned into a little snow leopard to see the condition of the mother god. She was really happy. She had relatives and friends, and even a cute twin brother. See Seeing the mother god's smiling face, Xie Beast finally returned to the temple with peace of mind, no more worries. There was no mother god in the temple, and he lost interest in everything. He turned into a stone carving on the nine-fold gate to guard the temple. Maybe one day she will come back Woolen cloth.

Xianshen thought the same way. He wanted to bring back the mother god, but something happened. One day the beast woke up from a deep sleep. It felt the soul of the mother god dissipated. Did not bring back the mother god, holding a white-haired boy covered in injuries in his arms, is this the younger brother of the mother god?What does the first god want to do?The otter was in shock.

The young man was awakened by the ancestor god, his lavender eyes were full of nostalgia and worship for the ancestor god, and there was even a trace of love that he himself could not detect, and he often could not even see his own heart when he was in a situation. I don't know clearly, but the Xie Beast watching silently from the side sees through everything.

The former god turned a blind eye to the young man's fiery emotions and rarely showed up. There was always only the young man in the temple. He brought vitality to this lifeless temple, but how long could such a fresh heart last?

The young man wanders around the temple every day. It is so lonely here that even the mother god can't stand it, let alone him, the Xiongshou thinks he is a little nervous, and he will even stare at his stone sculpture and say to himself, "You are Ah Xie Is it? I think you are very familiar." He stretched out his hand and touched the head of the stone sculpture. The touch of his hands was like that of a mother goddess, and the beast was stunned.

"Ah Xie, when can I see Lord Xianshen?"

"Master Xianshen can definitely save Sister, I miss her so much."

"I have an intuition that I will definitely be able to meet Xianshen today! Because I just made a wish to Sister."

He deluded himself in the temple for three years, and the beast didn't know what the god was going to do. It wasn't until the boy was 17 years old that his illusion was finally shattered.The beast saw the young man staggering towards him, his appearance had completely changed, the agile young man with white hair and purple pupils had disappeared, his ankle-length black hair, and a pair of gray eyes were dull, this was simply the appearance of a mother goddess , The beast finally knew what the god was going to do. He wanted to use the body of the young man who was closest to the mother god to recall the mother god's soul, but it was obvious that he failed.

The young man knelt down in front of the last door, patting the stone door with both hands but couldn't open it at all. He cried bitterly and bumped his head against the stone door. His face was covered with blood. He could no longer leave. The Xie Beast was also touched by such deep despair, It has never seen someone cry so sadly, fall in love with someone for the first time but be trampled on so ruthlessly, and even lose their freedom, but the first god just wants to destroy his soul.

Xie Beast thought that the young man's heart was dead, but he didn't expect that he was learning those spells and tried to blow up the stone gate. Of course, this was impossible. Xie Beast watched him struggle for hundreds of years and failed countless times , the light in his eyes finally disappeared, his heart was ashamed, and the scorpion suddenly hated itself for being helpless. It could neither break through the restriction of the previous god to rescue him, nor show up to accompany him. It could only watch from the beginning to the end.

The stagnant time in the temple made the young man breathless, and his lonely expression became more and more like a mother goddess. That lively young man could never be found again.Later, the gods used the sky mirror to start a pilgrimage once every 30 years. As the prophecy announcer, the young man saw many lives. The beast saw jealousy and unwillingness in his eyes, and he became extreme and cruel. Such emotions gradually Devouring his heart, the boy fell into a crazy nightmare, and his fragile heart finally collapsed after thousands of years of torture.

As God wished, his spirit was about to dissipate, and he voluntarily dissipated from the unbearable torture. The young man knelt on the ground exhaustedly, no longer struggling, but muttered to himself, "Help me..."

The beast was terrified, it could no longer just watch the boy disappear like the mother god, it still wanted to see the boy's bright smiling face, and wanted the boy to be as happy as the mother god, the giant beast finally broke free from the stone wall, the roar of the god beast Dispelled the evil in the boy's heart, and pulled the boy back from the brink of collapse.

It flicked its tail around the boy's side, seeming to be very close to him, rubbing his head against his body, the boy subconsciously touched its furry head,

"Who are you..." He asked with a wry smile.

I'm Ah Xie... Xie Beast looked at him silently, and those animal pupils stared at the boy as if wanting to tell him something.

It's not that no one loves you, it's not that no one is watching you, in fact, you are not alone, I have always guarded you like a guardian goddess, but unfortunately, my strength is exhausted, I poured it into Kunou There will be someone who is destined to open the door, find you, and protect you, so never give up your heart.

The scorpion licked his hand, and it turned into broken light and disappeared at his fingertips.

Episode [-] The Eternal Traveler

Zhan Yunyi and Xi Yan finally arrived at Jingyue City, where there is no change from a few years ago, the blue sky is clean, a piece of peace and tranquility, all these are attributed to the benevolent government of the new king Qiu Yiran, who lost the power of the oracle. Guidance, people seem to be happier, Xi Yan lowered his eyes and thought.

"The singers in Jingyue City have been very famous in recent years, and even surpassed the singers in Fancheng. Let's go and meet them." Zhan Yunyi's eyes lit up. He seemed to like these novel things, or rather, he liked them. Play around crazy with Xi Yan.

"I remember that there are many singers in Qiu Yiran's house, and I don't know what happened to Ranyue." Xi Yan thought of the soft expression on the girl's face with a sweet singing voice.

"You still remember that girl?" Zhan Yunyi's face darkened.

Xi Yan stopped in front of him, pinching his face with his toes, "Why are you jealous of everyone? If you want to be jealous, it should be me. How many girls stared at you along the way."

"I would rather you eat my jealousy." Zhan Yunyi muttered.

"Fool." Xi Yan didn't bother to talk to this guy. They walked into a music hall with an elegant environment and found a corner to sit down. The place was full of literati and refined scholars. Ji's touching singing voice.

The music sounded, and a beautiful woman in a goose yellow dress appeared on the stage, with a light veil covering her face, people could not see her face, and more attention was focused on her singing.

The singing voice was sweet and mellow, and the tenderness of the woman could not help but fascinate the men present. Xi Yan remembered this voice, it was like a sweet singing voice soaked in honey, it was clearly dyed the moon.

Xi Yan listened to her singing in a trance, she really didn't change at all, Zhan Yunyi also looked at the woman on the stage as if it was interesting, Ran Yue was suddenly attracted by this outstanding man, this picture is too good-looking Of course she will never forget the face, Zhan Yunyi who was with that little gentleman a few years ago, but there is another person beside him, a smart boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, staring at her with a pair of quiet purple pupils.

After singing the song, Ranyue walked off the stage and came straight to Zhan Yunyi, "You...I want to treat you to a cup of tea." Zhan Yunyi raised his eyebrows and looked at her, Ranyue became scared for no reason, after all She had seen Zhan Yunyi's crazy side, the young man in white beside him tugged at the corner of Zhan Yunyi's clothes, and the two of them went down to Ranyue's wing under the jealous eyes of everyone.

"Miss Ranyue is really flattered to invite us to drink tea." Zhan Yunyi was as eccentric as ever.

Ranyue took off her veil, the original baby face became thinner, and the whole person matured a lot, "Ah that... I..."

She was frightened by Zhan Yunyi's stare and stammered, Xi Yan rolled her eyes, "Zhan Yunyi, don't scare her." Zhan Yunyi immediately restrained her sharpness obediently.

Although the appearance is different, Ranyue is extremely sensitive to the voice, and immediately recognized Xi Yan, "You are that little gentleman! But why did you change your appearance?"

Xi Yan didn't expect her to recognize it, so he smiled lightly, "It's very complicated, and it's not easy to explain."

Ranyue didn't ask further, "You look much more energetic than before. By the way, Your Majesty misses you very much. Do you want to meet him?"

Xi Yan shook his head, but still can't do it, Qiu Yiran is already the king, and it will be very troublesome for him and Zhan Yunyi to see him again, Ranyue felt a little regretful, suddenly remembered something, and winked at him mysteriously, "Last time I let you Go to that girl to propose marriage, what's the result?"

"Ah what?" Xi Yan didn't react immediately.

"It's when you are recuperating, ask me how