The Devil and the Flower

The scene changed, and the scarred young man was sent out of the imperial city, and began the arduous road of escape.

The intention of rewarding and arresting seems to have grown wings, and he flew to all parts of the state in a blink of an eye. Everyone regarded him as a traitor and thieves, and shouted to kill him.

Everywhere he went, he had to hide and hide.In one day, he had to go through several bloody battles.

At the beginning, he would not speculate on others maliciously, but tried to explain and refute.

But the girl who was gentle and kind to him at the last moment can lead the pursuers in a blink of an eye, the brothers who have known righteousness can turn swords in a blink of an eye, and even young children will shout at him: "You are a bad person!"

As good as people's hearts are, they can be as evil as they are.

Sometimes it doesn’t matter what they saw with their own eyes or heard with their own eyes, as long as the majority of people believe in one thing, then all the rest will become deaf and blind—you scold me, and I scold you too.You praise, I also praise.If you save, I will too.If you kill, I will kill too.

Is there anything in this world worthy of nostalgia and staying?

The light in the boy's eyes gradually dimmed, but it never went out.

He is born with tenacity and pride in his bones, unwilling to compromise, unwilling to give up, even in the face of a desperate situation, he will desperately find a way out.

Even if the sky doesn't obey man's wishes, he still wants to control his own destiny.

Only those innocence and kindness were worn away in this endless killing and betrayal.

The night was dark, the seriously injured boy shrank in the stone cave, no part of his body was intact, he gasped in pain, and gradually fell asleep.

Feng Yueci looked at him, then slowly stepped forward, bent down, and put his palm on the young man's cheek, his movements were extremely gentle, as if he wanted to cross the barrier of time and space, and heal the scars of the past.

Jiang Huan was stunned, his eyes were unusually soft, and his heart was filled with warmth and emotion. A strong man never needs pity from others, but the care and love from the one he loves is irreplaceable.

Jiang Huan said: "At that time, I must have thought that it would be fine if nothing happened. But I want to tell Ayue and my past self that I have never regretted it until today, but I am very lucky... As long as I can meet you, No matter how hard it is, how difficult it is, I am willing.”

He walked over, removed Feng Yueci's hand from the young man's face, and put it on his cheek, "I used to have A Yue from the past, and now I am here."

Feng Yueci felt the scorching temperature in his palm, and was speechless for a long time.

He asked, "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Huanding looked at him, shook his head, and smiled happily: "It doesn't hurt. I'm very happy. Ah Yue loves me."

Feng Yueci was silent for a moment, and said, "I'll give you a hug, okay?"

Even if the immortals in the sky don't understand the affairs of the world, they can't help but be moved by this affection.

As soon as Jiang Huan stretched out his hand, he hugged him tightly, saying: "It's all in the past. I couldn't remember the pain at that time, but Ayue's soft words broke my bones. Even There is absolutely nothing wrong with dying for you in the next moment."

Feng Yue resigned: "Don't talk nonsense."

Jiang Huan sniffed his neck lightly, and said with a smile: "I have this heart, but I can't die now. I want to be with Ayue for thousands of years, until you and I are both turned into smoke and dust and dissipated between heaven and earth. Stay together and never be apart, okay?"

Feng Yueci closed his eyes slightly, and replied: "Okay."

There was a loud noise outside the cave, and the young man woke up suddenly, and ran out holding on to his injuries.

"Quick! There!"

"Hurry up!"

"He's dying, it's a great credit to catch him! Wealth and wealth are within your reach—"

Holding a knife, the young man staggered forward, his clothes were ragged and covered in blood, and he was so embarrassed that he could hardly tell that he was the most arrogant fourth prince of the Jiang Dynasty.

Under the dark night, in the mountains and forests, pursuers came to encircle and suppress, and the sound of killing was endless.

When the long knife in his hand pierced the body of the last person, someone set fire to the surrounding jungle trees, and the flames filled the sky like a roaring beast that almost engulfed him.

Jiang Wangting vomited blood gulpingly, fell down weakly, his eyelids were heavy and tired.

Don't sleep!can not sleep!

Wake up, stand up, run out!

He can't just admit defeat like this, he can't just die like this!

The young man opened his eyes, looking at the dark night, as if he was in the same state of mind at the moment, so sinking that there was no limit, and he couldn't see a ray of light, only the fire kept coming and surging.

Suddenly, the forest rustled, and the evening wind brought a spiritual rain down, and the water sprayed up dust, silently annihilating the fire.

In the hazy fog, someone came slowly, holding a green bamboo umbrella with white wrists, white body, long hair splashed with ink, in a trance, it was the bright moon in the sky falling into the mortal world, bright and clear, like snow.

However, the green umbrella moved slightly, revealing a face wearing a ghost mask.

Jiang Wangting caught a glimpse of a corner of his clothes from the corner of his eye, which was so clean that it was not stained with dust, like a cloud drifting by unintentionally, it slowly stopped in front of him.

Immediately, a warm hand touched his forehead.

The tense nerves were released in an instant, and he felt a wave of tiredness rushing in. He couldn't help raising his hand, and firmly grasped a piece of sleeve.

He said: "I... Am I going to die? Are you here to take me away... Are you a god?"

There is a blur in front of my eyes, only vague shadows can be seen, as if heaven and man have come to the world, and nothing can be seen.

A light voice said, "You should go to sleep."

Jiang Wangting had never heard such a nice voice, it was quiet, flat, and calm, which made people feel a sense of peace of mind unconsciously.

He finally closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Feng Yueci looked at the man in white quietly, his eyes moved slightly, and there were some waves, and said: "He is me."

It's not a question, but an extremely positive tone, no one will admit that they are wrong.

Jiang Huan held his hand and said, "Of course it's you. Emperor Jiang seldom lost in his life, but he met the person he loved when he was in the most embarrassing situation. Ah Yue, I never believed in fate, but this time, Believe it."

Feng Yueci shook his head, and said: "Your mind is tenacious, your heart is proud, your bones are still intact, and your spirit is still lingering. How can you say that you are in a mess?"

Jiang Huan was stunned - this was the second time he heard this sentence.Different moods, but the same emotion.

The sky is white, and the morning light is breaking.

Jiang Wangting sat up from the bed abruptly, stunned for a long time, and looked down, except for the clothes that were sticky with dust and blood, there was no trace of escape left on his whole body.

It seemed that he just woke up from a sleep in the imperial city, and he was still the perfect and unharmed proud son of heaven.

"I...wrong!" Jiang Wangting jumped out of the bed, rushed out of the room quickly, almost bumped into someone, stepped back three steps, and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, right——"

Looking up, the apology stopped abruptly.

The four fields are open, the mountains are deep and the valleys are deep.

The figure in white is in the sea of ​​flowers and clouds, wearing a ghost mask on his face, he can't see his face clearly, but he has flowing clouds and wide sleeves, his figure is extremely beautiful, and he is light and dusty. Even though the ghost face is scary, he is not scary at all.

Jiang Wangting blurted out, "Immortal?"

He remembered the glimpse before he fell asleep, and it was the person in front of him who saved him.

When the man in white waved his sleeves, the rain of spirits drifted down, and the falling flowers bloomed again. The young boy was stunned, and suddenly remembered the ice blade technique that Luo Bingying had used in the imperial city earlier.

Jiang Wangting asked again: "Are you a fairy?"

The man in white said: "He is a cultivator."

The popularity in front of him was too strong, Jiang Wangting looked at him, and then looked down to see his messy and beggar-like appearance, and subconsciously took a few steps back, feeling ashamed for no reason.

"I..." Jiang Wangting paused before saying, "I remember that you saved me, even my injuries were healed, thank you."

The man in white said: "No need."

Jiang Wangting said in a low voice: "But I'm in a terrible state right now. Apart from this life, I don't know how to repay your life-saving grace. If there is anything you want me to do, I can do it for you as long as it doesn't violate the principles. "

The man in white didn't raise his head, and said calmly: "Your mind is tenacious, your heart is proud, your bones are still intact, and your spirit is still lingering. How can you say that you are in a mess?"

Jiang Wangting was stunned, Feng Yueci was also slightly startled.

The corners of Jiang Huan's lips raised slightly, "The spring breeze had no intention of disturbing a pool of water. Ah Yue is sultry and doesn't know it. Do you blame others for being fascinated by you?"

Feng Yue was speechless.

Jiang Wangting has been the prince for more than ten years, and he has heard countless people's praise and flattery since he was a child, but none of them can be so straight to the bottom of his heart.After experiencing this journey of escape, he had already seen through the cruelty of the world and did not want to trust anyone, but at this moment, his cold heart suddenly warmed up and gradually began to beat.

The young man took a deep breath, rubbed his stiff face, and was about to force a smile when he turned around, and there was a dirty bloody handprint on his snow-white sleeve.

"..."

Jiang Wangting stepped back a few more steps, and said in frustration: "Thank you very much, and I'm sorry, I stained your clothes."

Hearing this, the man in white lowered his head slightly, as if he had just noticed the blood stain on his sleeve, and with a slight shake, the blood stain disappeared.

From the young boy's point of view, this is indeed the method of the immortal family.

He suddenly had a thought and asked, "Can I worship you as my teacher?"

It's not right to say the words out of the mouth. He is not an ordinary person at a glance. He just saved his life, so he went to learn from a teacher. Isn't it too shameless?

Jiang Wangting hurriedly explained: "That's not what I mean, I mean after I repay the life-saving grace first, then..."

The man in white asked, "Why?"

Jiang Wangting said: "I want to become stronger. I didn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth before. I just watched the sky from a well. This time I fled all the way, which made me think about a lot of things. I used to be able to do whatever I want because of my identity. Others respect me and respect me. Because of me, but because of the fourth prince of the Jiang Dynasty. Talking about being unrestrained and unrestrained is empty talk!"

"I don't want to leave my life to others to decide, I want to control my own destiny!"

The man in white asked, "For revenge?"

Jiang Wangting shook his head, then raised his head again, but at such a young age, he had already seen the future Emperor Jiang, and said frankly: "If it's just for revenge, it would be too short-sighted. I want to become stronger, not to compete with a group of ants! His age If I ascend the Nine Layers, the world will be free from smoke and dust. I hope that one day, I can do whatever I want, and no one can stop me!"

Hearing the young and frivolous words, the man in white remained calm, neither admiring nor belittling it, but quietly replied: "I don't accept disciples."

Jiang Wangting was a little disappointed, but he didn't give up, saying: "After I repay Your Excellency's life-saving grace, I will go to visit the land of the immortal family."

The man in white continued, "But I can teach you."

Jiang Wangting was stunned, and a smile appeared on his face. It was the first sincere smile since he fled. He thought to himself, this man is really kind.

Jiang Huan looked at himself in the past, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Forget about being stupid. But Ayue probably didn't expect that Jiang Di, who looks down on the world, was actually taught by you!"