The Devil and the Flower

Feng Yueci did not expect that there was such a relationship between him and Jiang Huan.

Although there is no name of master and apprentice, there is a friendship between master and apprentice.

I don't know if it's because the man in white is good at teaching, or Jiang Wangting is amazingly talented, but in just a few days, the ignorant mortal boy has already stepped into another world.

In the blue sky in the sky, thousands of steps lead to hundreds of cities.

There are no gods in the world, but there is His Majesty the Demon King who rules the heavens and the world.

In Jiang Wangting's view, the so-called demon king should be the head of all demons, an extremely evil person, but the demon king here seems to be different.

After he finished practicing all the moves, he turned around and asked curiously: "Since he is not a big devil, but the ruler of the world, why not call him the Emperor of Heaven or Emperor of Immortals, but the King of Demons?"

The man in white corrected his moves, and replied: "Because it is the realm of the devil king."

Jiang Wangting couldn't understand.

The man in white patted his head lightly and said, "Restrain your distracting thoughts and practice hard."

Jiang Wangting tilted his head, smiled at him, raised the knife in his hand, and said: "I have tried countless weapons these days, and I still feel that the long knife is easy to use! Why don't I use the knife all the time?"

The man in white said: "I only teach you how to enter Taoism, whether you practice swords or knives, it's up to you."

Jiang Wangting asked, "Why?"

The man in white didn't answer.

Jiang Wangting has extraordinary comprehension, and he figured it out in a blink of an eye: "The road to the strong, the position of supremacy, is doomed to go forward and cannot be reversed. If you blindly learn from others and listen to others, you will always be inferior to others, right?"

The man in white nodded slightly.

Jiang Wangting's eyes were proud and bright, and said: "Since I have chosen this path, I am not afraid of the difficulties and dangers in the future. I will definitely go to the end. Master, you must look at me when the time comes!"

The man in white met his gaze, turned around and walked under the tree, sat at the stone table, and said, "I'm not your master."

Jiang Wangting put away his sword and went over to offer tea: "But you saved my life, taught me kung fu, and recreated with my kindness... To be honest, even though you don't want to accept me as an apprentice, I have long respected you as a teacher in my heart. "

The man in white took the tea, put it down gently, and said, "No need."

Seeing this, Jiang Wangting was not discouraged, raised his eyebrows and smiled and said, "Whatever I think in my heart, you can't stop me. But you won't let me call you master, so how should I call you?"

The man in white looked up at the night sky, there were neither stars nor moon, and said: "No Yue, Ye Wuyue."

Jiang Wangting quickly wrote it down and asked him. After confirming which three words it was, he murmured it a few more times, and said, "Can I call you by your name directly? I think you are not much older than me. It would be strange to be called Xianchang." , so that elder brother is afraid that my imperial brothers will humiliate you."

Ye Wuyue said: "Follow you."

Jiang Wangting raised his voice and laughed, "Wu Yue!"

The scene changes, and in the blink of an eye, it has been more than a month. If the young man is practicing sword practice in the mountains, if people from a hundred cities see him, they will be shocked at the speed of his progress.

It is not an exaggeration to say that a thousand miles a day.

After practicing the saber technique, Jiang Wangting saw a light green snow-covered flower blooming on the mountain path when he returned. "

Ye Wuyue was reading a book, and he was used to always bring something back when he went to practice martial arts.

Jiang Wangting sat beside him and poured tea, and said, "Wu Yue, why are you always wearing a mask? We've been together for quite some time, and I don't even know what you look like."

Ye Wuyue said, "It's convenient."

Jiang Wangting said: "Ah?"

Ye Wuyao said flatly: "When I came here, I was passing by, and I saw people lying on the ground, I'm afraid I was frightened."

Jiang Wangting thought to himself, is it possible that Wuyue was born ugly or disfigured?

He himself has been ridiculed coldly by others, and he knows how uncomfortable it is. After thinking about it, he said seriously: "I think that a person with a good heart and good character is more important than his appearance. It doesn't matter if you wear a mask, even if you haven't seen your face." face, I can recognize your figure too!"

The prettiest person Jiang Wangting has ever met should be Luo Bingying, with excellent looks and temperament.But for some reason, he felt that even though Wu Yue didn't show his face, he looked better than Luo Bingying.

Ye Wuyue said: "Yes."

He raised his hand and brushed it, and a Yaoqin appeared on the table. With a light movement of his fingertips, the sound of Linglingqin could be heard, which was both pleasant and calming.

Jiang Wangting's eyes were unconsciously attracted by his hand playing the piano, he felt that he was slender and white, with distinct joints, as flawless as if carved from ice and snow, and couldn't help thinking, how could such a person be so ugly?

Jiang Huan really couldn't bear to see his stupidity, and waved his hand to dismiss the scene.

Feng Yue resigned, "What?"

Jiang Huan sighed, "I want to beat myself to death."

Feng Yueci looked at the young man in the scene, there was nothing wrong, and he didn't understand why he wanted to go with him, so he said: "This is not good."

Jiang Huan was both angry and funny, touched his face and said, "Does Ah Yue know how beautiful he is?"

Feng Yueci only replied quietly: "The beauty and ugliness of a person is not in the appearance, Wang Ting's words are very reasonable."

Jiang Huan: "...it makes sense."

But then he was slapped in the face by himself, and he was beaten terribly.

With a thought, the scene in front of him changed. I saw Jiang Wangting and Ye Wuyue leaving the forest together, walking and talking on the way.

Jiang Wangting's clothes at this time are almost the same as later ones, black clothes with gold patterns, and a long knife on his waist. He is extremely handsome, but he still looks like a boy, far less aggressive than later.

The young man smiled and said: "Wuyue, I heard you said that His Majesty the Demon King likes hundreds of cities the most, and has given tokens, so what kind of cities are these hundreds of cities?"

The way out of the forest is close at hand, and the hustle and bustle of the world is gradually heard from afar.

Ye Wuyue said slowly: "From today onwards, I will tell you about a city every day, and the day I finish the talk will be the time for you and me to part."

The smile on Jiang Wangting's face froze.

At the end of the road, suddenly there is a bright future, and after being together for so long, he has unknowingly developed a special dependence and trust on Ye Wuyue.

He doesn't trust anyone in this world, except Ye Wuyue.

Hearing the words of parting suddenly, it is inevitable to feel lost and sad.

But he also knows that there is no banquet in the world that never ends.

Ye Wuyue refused to accept him as a disciple, so the two would always part ways, but he never thought that this day would come so soon.

One city per day, after calculation, there are only three months left.

After a long silence, Jiang Wangting said, "Wuyue, which city are you from?"

"Jiang Xuecheng."

"Okay, I'll make a note! Then tell me about Jiang Xuecheng first today!"

He came from Jiang Xuecheng, but he might not be from Jiang Xuecheng, but he didn't understand at that time.

As soon as the two left the forest, they ran into Luo Bingying and Zong Chen who had been chasing them all the way.

At that time, Zong Chen was smiling and talking around Luo Bingying, but Luo Bingying kept her face cold and looked around to passers-by without saying a word.

Immediately afterwards, she fixed her eyes, pushed Zong Chen away in an instant, ran to the end of the street quickly, and shouted with red eyes: "Brother Wang Ting!"

Jiang Wangting raised his hand, blocking her rushing hug and said: "Hey, hey, it's not good for you to be such a big girl."

Luo Bingying bit her lips and said, "You don't know how worried I am about you! Along the way, many people said that you were dead, but I just didn't believe it. Now I finally... finally saw you."

There was a sobbing sound at the end of the words, the water in her eyes glistened, she refused to cry, she just looked at the boy stubbornly.

Jiang Wangting said helplessly: "Okay, okay, don't cry, I really don't know how to coax little girls."

Zong Chen walked over, and said in an unclear manner: "Bingying, is this the 'Brother Wang Ting' you have been thinking about?"

Luo Bingying ignored him, just took Jiang Wangting's arm, and said anxiously: "Are you seriously injured? Let me see! I wouldn't have separated from you originally, it's all because this annoying guy is pestering me. Let me go, let me be one step late, let you escape alone for so long, you must have suffered a lot!"

Jiang Wangting shook his head, pushed her hand away without a trace, and said: "You are not too late, I am fine, Bingying, thank you for helping me in the imperial city, I am fine now."

Luo Bingying said: "You were the one who took care of me before, why did you have to separate me so clearly, you..."

Before she finished speaking, she looked up and saw the figure in white beside Jiang Wangting, and she was stunned for a moment, because this man was too elegant, and he was wearing a strange ghost mask, which was unpredictable.

She couldn't help asking: "Who are you?"

Ye Wuyue said lightly: "I came from Jiangxue City, and I was about to bring a word to the Young City Lord—the rebellion has been suppressed, and I will return home as soon as possible."

Luo Bingying took a few steps back when she heard the words. Seeing that he didn't seem to be here to arrest her, she relaxed her vigilance a little and said, "You are from Jiang Xuecheng? But I can't go back yet."

Ye Wuyue's words had already been brought, it didn't matter if she went back or not, she turned around and said, "As you wish."

Zong Chen frowned and stared at him, suddenly his figure flashed, and he disappeared in place like a ghost. The next moment, he appeared in front of Ye Wuyue, blocked his way, waved his spiritual power, and went straight to attack him.

Ye Wuyue continued to move forward as if he hadn't seen it, with the clouds and sleeves wide and the waves calm.

Jiang Wangting raised his hand sideways, and in a blink of an eye he met Zong Chen's palm, forcing him to the side and making way for him.

Luo Bingying covered her lips and said in shock, "Brother Wang Ting!"

Zong Chen was also surprised and said: "You are not from Baicheng, but you have such a cultivation level? Did Bingying teach you?"

He was originally trying to test Ye Wuyue, but he had no intention of fighting Jiang Wangting, so he retreated.

Luo Bingying said: "Zong Chen, what are you doing? Why do you do it so well?"

Zong Chen had been coaxing her around her with a smile all the time, but now there was no smile on his face. Looking at Ye Wuyue, he said solemnly: "People in all cities are not allowed to enter the mortal world without His Majesty's permission. I am mysterious His Majesty Chengde bestowed the token 'Void Soul Shuttle', in charge of the passages between the hundred cities and the mortal world, if anyone passes by, they will know, but I have never seen you!"

Ye Wuyue didn't turn his head back, and threw a command talisman to the sky, which was caught by Zong Chen.

Zong Chen held it, looked down, his expression suddenly changed, and said, "Your Majesty bestowed the talisman? I'm sorry, I offended you, and I hope Your Excellency will forgive me."

He was also straightforward, bowed down respectfully and gave a salute.

Ye Wuyue said: "It's all about duty, it doesn't matter."

Luo Bingying didn't care about the turbulent tide between them, she just stared at Jiang Wangting. It has only been half a year since he fled, but he is far from the boy in her memory.

It's like a different person, indifferent and alienated.It's not that he is cold and cold with few words and smiles, he also laughs, but there is an indifference to the world from his bones.

When he was in the imperial city, he was clearly an ordinary person, but now his cultivation level can't even be seen clearly by her.

What on earth happened?

The more Luo Bingying thought about it, the more she hated Zong Chen. If it wasn't for that person, she wouldn't be a step too late. This step is like a gap between heaven and earth, completely blocking her from Jiang Wangting's world, making her feel like she can no longer get close feeling.

But she was only one step too late.

The author has something to say: Question: Why was Emperor Jiang able to conquer a hundred cities and be invincible?

Answer: Taught by the Demon King.