The world is the only double in the world

In the dark room, only a ray of sunlight enters through the window, casting lonely spots on the ground.

A man stood in front of the window, but intentionally avoided the only gleam of light. The black satin clothes were spotless, his long hair fluttered and scattered in the wind, and his strange eyes were unforgettable.

Deep blue, dark loneliness.

The beautiful eyes seemed to dim the Qionghua outside the window.

He stood there quietly, accustomed to growing up in the dark, the icy cold air scattered the cherry blossoms on his shoulders, leaving no trace.

He didn't look back at anyone, and said coldly without emotion, "Why do you want to dress up as Mei Yu?"

"Meitong, do you still recognize me?"

The man in Tsing Yi quietly looked at the slender back of Mei Tong, a strange light shone in his emerald green eyes.

In the past, this handsome and beautiful young man who was known as the number one envoy of the Great Dark River has now grown into a handsome man. However, the only thing that remains the same is the inherent frosty air, which will always be in the dark. Killing cold that can't be melted.

Suddenly, the throat of the man in Tsing Yi was suddenly grabbed by a strong hand, Jue Ying pressed him against the wall, a strand of snow-white hair hung down, his strange eyes were filled with cold anger, "Feng Chen Mie, why are you Dressing up as Mei Yu? Why do you have everything from him? You don't deserve it at all!"

Feng Chen Mie smiled, staring at the Xie Yi eyes that were close at hand, without any anger, "If I told you that Mei Yu asked me to do this before she died, would you believe it?"

Jueying was slightly startled, even her voice was innocent, "How could Meiyu have a relationship with someone like you before she died?"

"Do you want me to tell you everything? Mei Tong."

Feng Chen Mie could feel the trembling of the hands strangling his neck, and said lightly: "It's not clear to you, ten years ago, the Great Dark River Palace was raided, Mei Yu wanted to take the opportunity to kill the Pope, knowing it was impossible, but he Just do your best.”

With trembling fingers, he moved away from Fengchen Mie's neck, and before Jueying's eyes, a scene of burning ruins gradually appeared.

"why?"

"Because Mei Yu is sick, he can't live for a month." Feng Chen Mie Yingying said, staring into Jue Ying's flickering eyes, "He passed on all his unique skills to me, and if he fails, let me save him no matter what. You escaped from the Great Dark River."

There was a smile on the corner of Feng Chen Mie's lips, as if he was talking about a trivial matter that had nothing to do with him.

"The reason why I was able to be promoted from Asura's dead soldier to the king's close envoy is also because of this reason—possessing the unique skill of Meiyu."

"But Meiyu is dead!" Fengchen Mie's eyes were still faint, but there was a trace of sarcasm, "Meiyu is good at everything, but there is only one bad problem that can't be changed."

Feng Chen Mie walked towards Jueying slowly, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, and he lightly uttered sarcasm: "He trusts others too easily."

With his fingertips he picked up the strand of white hair in front of Jueying's forehead, sniffed it ambiguously in his nose, Feng Chen Mie smiled contentedly, "He believes in me, but he doesn't know..."

Suddenly, a Qiushui short knife flashed dazzling light in front of Fengchen Mie's eyes, tearing the surrounding air, deadly and dangerous.

Feng Chen Mie avoided sideways, a strand of black hair fell down from his forehead, swaying in the wind.

"Meitong, you still have such a big temper."

"You betrayed Mei Yu!"

"Why do you say it so ugly..." Fengchen Mie sighed, "Mei Yu is my good brother after all, since he has taught me his unique skills, I will naturally take him to take good care of you."

"No need!" A cold light flashed in his sleeves, and his evil eyes seemed to be able to pierce every part of Feng Chen Mie.

The tender smile in Fengchen Mie's green pupil, the falseness made Jueying disgusted to the extreme, "Meitong, you are the heart and soul of the teaching king. Now that the teaching king has been reborn, how can you be missing?"

Jueying snorted coldly, and stared coldly at the man in Tsing Yi, "Don't pretend to be so kind, you lured me back to the Great Dark River, wouldn't you be asking for more credit in front of the evil emperor?"

"What is this credit compared to your Meitong?" Fengchen Mie's words were calm, his fingers lightly brushed Jueying's delicate side face, his emerald green eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "Meitong, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, but your face is still so pretty."

Jueying grabbed Fengchen Mie's wrist and pushed him away fiercely, his eyes were full of hatred and contempt, "Every word you Fengchen Mie said will make me feel sick."

Bi Tong narrowed her eyes slightly, showing a gloomy expression, "You belong to the Great Dark River Palace, so if you come back this time, don't even think about returning to Helian Guxue's side!"

"You can't stop me!"

"I can't stop you, I just want to remind you..." Feng Chenmi pursed his lips and smiled: "There are quite a few people here today."

Jueying's body trembled, and his strange eyes shook faintly with uneasiness.

Seeing Jueying's expression, Fengchen Mie smiled slightly, and he raised his hand, as if he was controlling something.

At that time, a vague phantom of soft waves flashed faintly on the wall wrapped in darkness:

Jueying held the dagger tightly and froze for a moment.

Huo Hong's figure, the supreme god in his mind.

palace lord...

Feng Chen Mie flipped his palm over, changing another scene.

The light and agile figure in the maze, the dazzling flower marks at the end of the eyes are extremely eye-catching.

It's him!

A gleam of sharpness flashed across the strange eyes, with the inconceivable in shock, that kind of complicated emotion was bottomless, his hands gradually trembled, and the blank thoughts shook the calm and frozen heart.

"Why did he come here?!" An angry roar burst out, and the short figure turned Jueying's confused and confused nerves upside down for a short moment, and the spontaneous worry and panic hit like a tide, engulfing his reason.

Does this lifeless guy know where he came from?

This is the big dark river!In and out of the region!

In the past, Jueying made many excuses for himself, trying to stay away from the person who always made him feel happy in life.

He originally thought he had no feelings, but now, his heart, which is as still as still water, was touched by that light figure, struggling because of that bright smile, driving away the dark light, breaking all bloody memories, and letting him Regain the beauty of life.

Jueying closed her eyes slightly, and stopped looking at the anxious face in the phantom.

That man with a pure smile was born to live in the light, and he was already covered in blood, bearing the fate of being cursed all his life, how could he hope to have anything to do with happiness?

He and him are clearly not people in the same world.

"Let him go!" The cold voice came out again, Jue Ying calmed down his heart that was constantly rising and falling, and his fingertips invaded his palm.

"I can't make up my mind about this." Fengchen Mie laughed, "When I took you away that day, that guy was very angry, he killed hundreds of dead soldiers, this time he came from a trap , Who is it for, Meitong has a bottom line in her heart?"

Jueying quickly turned around, grabbed Fengchen Mie's neck fiercely again, persecution permeated the cold words: "If you dare to touch him, I will pluck your skin!"

"Whoever enters the dark river will die. This is the rule set by the king. How that guy escapes depends on what the king wants." Feng Chen Mie caressed Jueying's different pupils, as if he loved the person in front of him very much at this moment. expression, "But I don't think he can get away, because the king will not let you go, not only him, but the supreme palace master in your heart, I'm afraid..."

Before Feng Chen Mie could finish his words, Jueying's furious palm hit his chest, and a black figure flashed in front of Bi Tong, leaving behind a chill of anger.

Feng Chen Mie clutched his chest, his smile remained unchanged, and he coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.