The Devil and the Flower

Feng Yueci is the Demon King.

Whether it is the way of heaven or the power of destruction, everything in the realm of the devil is probably inseparable from him.

That's why Jiang Huan asked this question.

Feng Yueci couldn't understand what he was talking about, and asked, "What do you mean?"

He tilted his head slightly, and his eyes showed just the right amount of blankness, showing confusion without being rude.

Jiang Huan didn't want to ask anything after being stared at like this, not to mention the answer was actually not important to him.

"Of course it means compliments, Ah Yue is the best in my heart!" Jiang Huan touched his cheek, it was fair and beautiful, without any blemish, and he wanted to take a bite when he saw it.

Feng Yue said: "Wang Ting is hungry?"

Jiang Huan: "..."

If there is a list of incomprehensible styles, his sweetheart, the big beauty, will undoubtedly be at the top of the list.

However, Jiang Huan only loved his unsullied appearance, and he suppressed some idiot words when they reached his lips.

The two people have confirmed their relationship for so long and are still in the stage of kissing and hugging, which has nothing to do with this-the worst thing is that kissing and hugging are still separated by clothes.

Jiang Huan now wants to solve these messy things quickly, and then hurry up to get married, and immediately get rid of the brats after marriage, and live in the world of two.

"Yes, I'm hungry," Jiang Huan couldn't help teasing him, "Would you like me to take a bite?"

When Feng Yueci heard the words, he silently handed over his wrist.

Jiang Huan's heart suddenly softened into a mess.

How is it so good!

Don't ask, don't care, anyway, his big beauty is right!

As Luo Bingying's memory illusion unfolded, everything gradually surfaced and became logical.

During the Hundred Cities Rebellion, Jiang Xuecheng was the first to surrender to Emperor Jiang, not because of old feelings or good intentions, because Luo Bingying was a "mountain ghost" at that time, and this move was to make Emperor Jiang take the blame.

In order not to let others see the anomaly, Luo Bingying remained reclusive, her whereabouts unpredictable.

Both the positive and the negative are themselves, and no one can see what is wrong.

The void spirit shuttle failed to send Jiang Wangting to the Blue Sky Realm, so he conquered hundreds of cities to collect tokens of the Demon King, thinking that he would be able to meet the Demon King, and then found Ye Wuyue.

This path didn't work.

But he still didn't give up, and finally arrived at Chongling City and ascended the heavenly steps. It was only then that he realized that Ye Wuyue was the Demon King.

Later he became Emperor Jiang, destroyed the Jade Sky Realm, built the Nine Heavens Tower, and merged with the Dao of Heaven.

Luo Bingying's negative side was suppressed for a while, which reawakened her self consciousness.

Three forces were fighting in her body, she was tortured to the point of helplessness, so she could only ask Emperor Jiang for help.

However, Emperor Jiang was also fighting with the positive and negative consciousness at that time.

By mistake, Luo Bingying's reverse side saw Emperor Jiang's self-consciousness, but her original self-consciousness saw Jiang Emperor's negative side.

On the back of Emperor Jiang, Jiang Emperor with blood eyes, he directly shot Luo Bingying's finally awakened self into the abyss, making his back completely occupy and dominate the body.

"From now on, you will do things for me."

The blood-eyed Emperor Jiang ordered so.

Luo Bingying naturally obeyed, closing her eyes to agree.

Jiang Huan looked at this scene in the illusion, and said expressionlessly: "Okay, I will take the blame for this."

Feng Yue resigned without turning back, and patted his head to comfort him.

Jiang Huan touched it back, and even twisted a strand of his hair around his hand to play with it.

The memory illusion has finally come to an end.

Emperor Jiang opened the gate of reincarnation and followed Ye Wuyue away.

Luo Bingying provoked disputes everywhere, which also triggered the battle of heaven.

"It turned out that she was the one who provoked it, no wonder..." Ji Shiyan watched the battle of the heavens broke out, shook her head, and said in a low voice: "But at that time, we were all at fault."

Thinking of Lanxi City, Lin Yanlan couldn't help feeling sad.

Li Mianxi also thought of Jinyang City and Li Suyun, and wiped her eyes to hide the dampness.

Ji Shiyan said again: "I think I know why Zong Chen stole the void spirit shuttle."

In fact, there is no need to look any further, almost everyone present knows it.

Luo Bingying has the power inside the door controlling her. Whether it is to eliminate this power or release it, she will definitely want to go to Wunian City again, so the only way is to get the Void Soul Shuttle.

Regardless of whether Zong Chen still loves her or not, even if he doesn't love her and doesn't want to help her, she has countless ways to control him and seize the soul shuttle.

What happened in the illusion was indeed as everyone expected.

Zong Chen was bewildered by her, secretly took the Void Soul Shuttle and gave it to Luo Bingying.

As a result, Xuanxu City was in chaos, leading to the end of destruction.

Luo Bingying tried to use the spirit shuttle to reach Wunian City, but was spotted by the ghost-masked man, so the ghost-masked man walked out of Wunian City and came to chase her down.

Zong Chen took the initiative to hold back the ghost-masked man, allowing Luo Bingying to escape.

"You've woken up a long time ago." The ghost-masked man watched Zong Chen desperately stop him, and said, "Is it worth it for a woman who is trying to take advantage of you?"

Zong Chen exhausted his soul and murmured: "I don't know if it's worth it, I just want to do it."

The ghost-masked man said coldly: "Do you know that Xuanxu City is gone?"

Zong Chen froze in place, as if he didn't hear clearly, his lips trembled and said, "What did you say?"

"Xuanxu City has been destroyed." The ghost-masked man waved him away, without any emotion in his tone, "Zong Chen, you destroyed your own home with your own hands."

Zong Chen's knees softened, and he knelt down on the ground, tears splashing on the ground, crying bitterly.

The ghost-faced man said: "Regret now, it's too late."

"...I don't regret it," Zong Chen knelt on the ground, weeping, "I don't regret everything I did for her, but she is my calamity, if it happens again, I just wish I never saw her. "

The ghost-masked man was silent, watching his fascination gradually dissipate, and raised his hand.

Suddenly, Zong Chen saw his Xuanxu City again, saw his relatives, and saw his citizens. They smiled and surrounded him, as if they had never blamed him.

"Senior, thank you, I'm going to make amends."

Zong Chen looked at his father who was stretching out his hand to him, and also stretched out his hand to hold it. A reassuring smile appeared on his lips, and he finally closed his eyes.

He knelt on the ground, lost in spirit.

The ghost-faced man sent him back to Xuanxu City and buried him in his hometown.

The battle of the Heaven Realm ended, and 3000 years passed in a blink of an eye.

The illusion suddenly split, like broken mirrors, reflecting countless pictures, and then sank quickly.

"Qing Hui! Jiang boy! You are finally back!"

"His Majesty!"

"Li Sheep!"

Everyone returned from the illusion, the principal, the Jiang family brothers and sisters, and Wu Shuangya all surrounded her. Lord Killer walked up to Luo Bingying and tried to help her up, but she pushed her away.

Luo Bingying was half lying on the ground, lowered her head, and hid her face in the shadows, but there were tears dripping down and dust splashing.

Wu Yi'an stood up, walked over, first said goodbye to Feng Yue, and then looked at Luo Bingying and said, "Zong Chen said before he died that he had no regrets, but if it happens again, he doesn't want to meet you again."

Luo Bingying was silent.

Jiang Huan looked at her and said, "Do you know who you are now?"

Feng Yueci sat on the side, raised his hand and plucked a string, only to hear the sound of Qingyue echoing between the heaven and the earth, which lasted for a long time.

Luo Bingying then raised her head, her expression was quite strange, her eyes were empty and silent, but tears kept pouring out.

Feng Yueci plays the piano quietly, the sound of the piano is distant and open-minded, and it is so clear that one cannot help holding one's breath and listening to it quietly.

Luo Bingying closed her eyes, the jet-black silk floated up and danced around her body.

The spiritual light gathers and flickers, like a spiritual rain falling, washing away the dust, Jiang Tianxue satin gradually fades away the dirt, and restores its original whiteness.

Lin Dongling pulled the corner of the snow satin, and a brisk smile appeared on her immature face.

Lin Yanlan caught the spot of light and said softly, "It's so beautiful."

Jiang Huan looked intently at the person playing the piano, and agreed: "It's very beautiful."

Wu Yi'an seemed to be recalling something, his eyes showed a bit of admiration, and said: "Your Majesty is still so gentle, it has never changed."

Jiang Huan raised his eyebrows.

Wu Yi'an noticed his dissatisfaction, and said lightly: "I was born in the blue sky, and your majesty is a god to me. I have been taught by your majesty since I was a child, and I know that your majesty has all sentient beings in his heart. Emperor Jiang, not everyone will be like you, so Seeing that it is all petty love and petty love, it is even a vain attempt to blaspheme the gods."

Jiang Huan didn't take it seriously, smiled and said: "What is little love? What is big love? That is your idea, not mine, nor A Yue's. I know him better than you, and I know what he wants .”

Wu Yi'an withdrew his gaze and said nothing more.

After the song was over, Luo Bingying opened her eyes again, she looked at her hands, and then looked around.

Feng Yue resigned, "How?"

Luo Bingying stared at him blankly, her eyes turned red instantly, and she said word by word: "Since His Majesty the Demon King has returned, can you tell me...why?"

There was too much confusion and incomprehension in her heart, too much sadness and grievance, too much resentment and depression.

The self-consciousness has long been on the verge of disintegration, but she has persisted for so many years with this obsession. She actually doesn't know what she wants to ask.

But in this final waking moment, she just wanted an answer.