Tianzun City

Yan Feng and Lian Xuan are not enemies.

In fact, Lian Xuan has a high tolerance for Yan Feng.This is reflected in the fact that even though Yan Feng held the military power in the two cities and did not respect Lian Xuan that much, Lian Xuan could still agree to Yan Feng's request.

Yan Feng has always coveted Bai Bijuli's picture of flying cranes.Among the blue clouds, a few white cranes jumped out of the paper, lofty and aloof, untainted by the mortal world.Surprisingly, Lian Xuan agreed to let Yan Feng take the painting away.

Yan Feng found some free time to go to Baibiju to enjoy the paintings, and when he came out holding the painting of flying cranes, he happened to bypass the jade inkstone pond next to the flower bed.The jade inkstone pool is rippling, and the surrounding area is very neat.Not far away was a person sitting in a gazebo drinking, Yan Feng glanced at the exaggerated pomp and knew it was Lian Xuan.Lian Xuan was chasing those guards at the moment until his eyes fell on Yan Feng.

"You can go now, City Lord Yanfeng is here."

The guards looked at each other, finally saluted Yan Feng, and then left.

The table made of white jade was full of wine jars, and with a soft bang, the wine jars fell to the ground and shattered.Lian Xuan rubbed his eyes and looked at the person coming, his cheeks were flushed red from the alcohol.His eyes were bent, even filled with moonlight.

"Come, let's drink together."

Yan Feng supported the pillar beside him to stand firm, and the pungent smell of alcohol came to his face.He frowned in dissatisfaction, looking at the mess all over the place, he was a little dazed for a moment.

"What's the matter, Feng." Lian Xuan was very skillful in pouring the wine, and he looked unaffected in the slightest, making one wonder if he was really drunk.

"What are you doing, Xuan." Just like in Tianmu City, Yan Feng and Lian Xuan called each other by first name in private.Yan Feng sighed, not at all affected by the disputes of the previous few days, but stepped forward like a friend many years ago, and took the wine glass. "You plan to die here?"

Lian Xuan was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud. "I have never been drunk since I was a child, and even my brother can't compare to me. Such a little wine is nothing." Suddenly the topic changed, and he looked up at those green eyes that were slightly concerned. "Are you concerned about me?"

"Probably." Yan Feng didn't deny it, and turned around and sat on the chair opposite him. "No matter how you say it, I will treat you as a close friend, as always."

The two people are too similar. From the first time they met in childhood, they disliked each other, then they governed the same city in Tianmu City, and then they fought tit-for-tat. After many years of running-in, they also developed a kind of trust that sprouted from the bottom of their hearts. Inexplicable sympathy.

Lian Xuan pulled out the saber from his waist, carefully stroking the delicate lines with his fingers.It took a long time to speak. "Feng, tell me, why did you draw your sword?"

"Me?" Yan Feng was taken aback by Lian Xuan's sudden question, and turned to ponder for a moment, his tone became gentler every time he uttered a word. "Friends, brothers, lovers, family."

Lian Xuan stared at his profile, mockingly. "Lover, I don't know which eldest lady you've taken a fancy to. I thought your baby brother was the most important thing in your heart." Lian Xuan was very unhappy, it was a kind of unimaginable jealousy, when he heard Yan Feng talking about lovers The look on his face, so he taunted him without thinking.

"Lover...not for the time being, but there will be in the future." Yan Feng's face blushed, like a young man who had been exposed to a lie.

There was no sound twice, and each fell into silence.Lian Xuan used to be very disapproving of Yan Feng, and fought openly and secretly with him many times, but that proud swordsman seemed to be favored by heaven, and he could easily resolve it every time.After coming and going, Lian Xuan felt that Yan Feng was much more pleasing to the eye, maybe the first time we met, he was not as disgusted as he remembered.

Later, Lian Xuan discovered that Yan Feng's only bottom line was his younger brother.

Yanfeng took good care of his younger brother, and even fled their common Tianmu City for him. He was often left alone to review documents in the empty hall. Maple cares about children.

Lian Xuan also has an older brother.Although his elder brother was also very kind to him, there was always an inexplicable sense of alienation. Until later, his elder brother went away on the road of thorns and never came back.

Ever since he understood the jealousy in his heart, he tried every means to make things difficult for Yan Ying.Yan Feng's good luck is always by his side, but Yan Ying is not, it seems that all the bad luck that his brother avoided has come to him.Then Lian Xuan saw Yan Feng's anxiety and worry, and even lowered his head to beg, which always satisfied him inexplicably.And the emotions that had been hazy all this time became clear at this moment.

"Then what about you?" Yan Feng asked in a muffled voice.

"Me?" Lian Xuan smiled. "Of course it is to become the strongest."

Yan Feng gritted his teeth, stood up and turned his back to Lian Xuan. "I'm going to take my shadow back tonight."

"No." Lian Xuan casually put the sword on the table and rubbed his forehead wearily. "You can't go back now, not to mention that your precious brother doesn't want to go back either."

"I promised my lord mother to take him back." Yan Feng didn't turn his head, but his voice was a little low. "Xuan—" He turned around as if he had made up his mind, his emerald green eyes were firm and serious. "I beg you, don't embarrass Xiaoying in the future."

As if hearing the funniest joke in the world, Lian Xuan laughed wantonly, looking coldly at the proud swordsman. "Begged me again for your shadow."

"Don't you want to hear my begging?" After finishing speaking, Yan Feng frowned slightly, then turned and walked out of the pavilion.

With a sound of "pa--", the wine jar smashed against the wall and instantly shattered into fragments.

"Your Majesty the City Lord!" Hearing the noise, a few guards came in a hurry. They looked at the debris in the room in surprise, and stammered. "You... are you okay?"

"Call Cang Lai." Lian Xuan rested his elbows on the table, resting his five fingers on his forehead, fragments of hair flowing out from between his fingers.The guards couldn't see his expression clearly, they just vaguely felt that he was calm and lonely.

"However, the leader said that he will ignore it if there is no business. This is not aimed at you, but... we dare not go."

After Ling Qiu disappeared, Qing Cang naturally sat back at the head of the hidden guards.Lian Xuan didn't know where Ling Qiu had gone, but the sudden disappearance of the secret guard must have happened or something important happened.During this period, Qing Cang managed all affairs on behalf of Ling Qiu.In fact, there is no such trouble, no matter when Ling Qiu comes back, he can be called the head of the dark guards with his qualifications, Lian Xuan plans to set up double leaders of the dark guards.

It's just that in recent days, Qingcang has become more and more difficult to control.

"That's all." Lian Xuan stood up, his steps a little vain. "Go back to the bedroom."

Since Lian Xuan succeeded to the throne, his bedroom has also been moved from Zijin Palace to Prosperity Palace.Behind the resplendent palace, a tall figure appeared.The leader of the dark guards, Qing Cang.

Qing Cang saw Lian Xuan's smile, his eyes seemed like the bright moon in the sky.Then he became irritable inexplicably, and disappeared after confessing that there was nothing to disturb.He was aimless, not knowing where he was going.Qing Cang and Lian Xuan are also old acquaintances, that child is proud, stubborn, willful, and willful, but it seems that only in this way can he shine.

Qing Cang knew that Lian Xuan was jealous of Yan Ying.Lian Xuan's elder brother is named Lian Zheng, he is far away on the road of thorns, and he has not returned for a long time.In Qing Cang's memory, there was always a steady stream of letters from Lian Xuan to Lian Zheng, but Lian Zheng never replied to him.That brother is really not competent enough, Qing Cang thought.He has seen every aspect of Lian Xuan's emotions, ecstasy, depression, including missing one night. He found Lian Xuan in the corridor of Yunshang, holding a bamboo slip stubbornly in his hand.

But nothing like the look he had when he looked at Yan Feng last night.It was a pure, palpable emotion.Qing Cang growled suddenly, and at this moment, his feelings for Lian Xuan became extremely clear.It was not just the emotion between superiors and subordinates, but something he had never noticed, about protection and love.

In an instant, the fallen wings broke through Qing Cang's back, and Qing Cang was suspended in the air with a slight lift.The moonlight suddenly darkened, and in Qing Cang's hand, a sharp white light - a lightsaber was condensed.The lightsaber was even a little brighter than the moon, and the tip shone with a cold and bright light, as if it could split the entire sky.

As if they had entered some enchantment, monsters came out in file, roaring and roaring.Blood red filled the eye sockets, and the powerful air vortex hit the lightsaber in his hand.The man raised his hand, and in an instant, the monsters were all scattered.

At some point, Lian Xuan, who seems to have a personality that doesn't match him at all, develops a subtle tacit understanding with him.Qingcang likes the moonlight, so Lianxuan gave him Tianhe flower bed and golden bottle of sake.Together with him, enjoy the moonlight.

Blood mist flew down the sky, and monsters screamed endlessly.After the dense miasma turned into a single wing and inserted into the body, the single wing flashed and hung in the air, the blood light seemed to be a foil, just like the fallen spirit king who was the king of air pressure back then.

He faded away from his youthful and frivolous past, and even forgot about his beauty.They once slept together in Huateng Cemetery, and the flowers fell silently, covering the whole earth.

Cang's long sword stabbed straight at someone, and the other party wanted to raise his black wings to escape.Metal clashed and sparkled.

Huateng Cemetery, shoulders covered with fallen flowers.Flying and dancing.Huayan has completely faded out of Qingcang's memory, and everything will come to an end eventually.

Cang was in a stalemate with someone, and the almost identical black feathers turned into streamers of light and dispersed, disappearing every now and then.The magic rushes out of the colorful vortex.

Qingcang is Lihuo Lingwang, he is no longer Lian Xuan's confidant.Lian Xuan also became Emperor Xuan, who was worshiped by all the people.

Who was finally defeated, struggling to avoid, and kept retreating.In the end, even the power of evasion dissipated, and was pierced straight by the long sword.The black feathers rustled like fallen leaves.

"Cang..." In the chaos, someone whispered.The other party's extremely light figure floated like a cloud, and his skin was almost transparent.Like a broken silver bottle, the light gradually brightened and shattered into small pieces.Diffuse everywhere, fill the air. "I miss you."

Cang stood up, defeated by the tone of the voice that was lost in the air, and instantly sobered up.

This is Huateng Cemetery, he personally killed his former lover.

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