blues paradox

The purple halo gradually faded, and when the tactile sensation of stepping on the ground came from under his feet again, Lan Tuo raised his right arm slightly and used clever strength to break free from Luo Yi's shackles, and took a few steps back until he felt a hard and cold feeling behind him, He looked back and saw that he was already against the wall.

Lan Tuo began to look at the surrounding environment. This was a palace completely different from any style he had seen before. It was so simple that it was almost crude. There were no gorgeous crystal chandeliers, no endless spiral staircases, and no extravagant and heavy palaces. There are layers of curtains, and there is no soft and gorgeous carpet. If it weren't for the high throne standing at the end, Blues would really not want to admit that this is a palace.

"I didn't expect His Majesty the Demon King's aesthetics to be so peculiar..." Lan Tuo snorted coldly, and gave a sneering smile maliciously, and then said: "Or is it true that the finances of the Demon Palace are not making ends meet?"

"Does Lan know where this is?" Luo Yi didn't feel the slightest displeasure because of Lan Tuo's sarcasm, he pointed to the closed door and motioned Lan Tuo to look over.

"This is not the Demon World!" Lantiao sensitively sensed the stagnation of the airflow, without the slightest trace of wind. This is not the Demon World, nor is it any space where living things live.

"It's memory, Luo Yi's memory." Without continuing to pretend to be mysterious, Luo Yi gave the answer straightforwardly. If you ignore the calculating cold light in his eyes, it seems quite sincere.

"..." Not to mention surprised, Lan Tuo looked at the door silently, trying to see some clues to make people look different from it, but in fact nothing happened.

"What on earth do you want to show me, Your Majesty the Demon King!" A few minutes later, Lan Tiao's patience ran out, and he frowned and said every word, his voice was unexpectedly soft, but full of suppressed anger .

"Be patient, Lan." While talking, Luo Yi stretched out his hand to stroke Lan Tuo's hair, but the boy deftly avoided it.

Calmly retracting his stiff hands in mid-air, this scene seemed familiar, and Blues couldn't help but think of how he sat on the sofa talking to Luo Yi a few months ago, and then avoided the caress of these hands.It was clearly something that happened not long ago, but it was so far away that it seemed like a lifetime away, and even the memory became blurred and distorted.Perhaps in the near future, he will never remember that under the bright afternoon sun, someone once whispered the phrase "maybe you should go for a walk"; Looking at him with restless eyes, I firmly said "I will take you away"; I will never remember that in the woods where the sun was shining for the first time, there was once a person who was so desperate that he couldn't even reveal the slightest sadness. Looking at him, with a pale face, he asked softly, "You... like him".

Lan Tuo looked at Luo Yi in a trance and said something softly, the closed door opened with a "snap", and the long-lost warm and bright sunlight came in from the door and shone on him, obviously in the memory of others, but It was as if he could still feel the strong breath of life.He stretched out his hand and slowly tightened his five fingers, imagining holding the sunshine in his palm, but after all... nothing remained.

Lan Tiao never longed for pure and holy light, he just thought of Xiu's silver hair like a waterfall, which seemed to be so luxurious and dazzling; and those golden eyes seemed to contain the fragrance of the world, the sun and the moon The stars flow among them.

Never has it been clearer than now that the Blues are dead and that standing here is the Blues, only the Blues.Just as His Majesty the Demon King has emphasized more than once that he only received the memory of Luo Yide instead of Luo Yi, he also only received the memory and meager emotion of Lance, and now, even this memory will gradually dissipate.Lan Tiao began to wonder why he was obsessed with finding those memories that would be discarded by him sooner or later?Even though he was as smart as he had already guessed what that memory might appear.

Missing is flooding at this moment; love is deeply rooted at this moment.

In front of my eyes, there suddenly appeared a scene of hazy and unfamiliar scenes, those dark green bed curtains covered with tassels, the dark carpet woven with hard wool, the blood seeping into the carpet, the almost brutal love, There is also that man's evil and cold smile, and those beautiful golden eyes that are cold and without a trace of emotion...

"blue?"

Seeing Lan Tiao standing there in a daze, as if lost in deep thoughts, Luo Yi frowned inexplicably.This kind of dangerous situation is very easy to appear in the memory of others, affected by the obsession left in the memory of others, and then loses the nature, but I didn't expect the blues, which has always been firm in heart, to fall into it.Luo Yi cut his finger and tried to use the blood as a lure to awaken Blues' mind, but was blocked by a slender but small hand before touching the boy's red lips.

"No, I'm fine."

Lan Tuo crossed Luo Yi and walked towards the door first, his face was so calm that no flaws could be seen, his emerald green eyes were like lake water that had been deposited for thousands of years, so deep that no trace of emotion could be revealed.The bright masculinity enveloped him, as if he was about to melt into the aftermath of the warm sun.

"This is..." Lan Tuo looked at the scene outside the door in shock, and all the people and things seemed to be magnified. If this is indeed Luo Yi's memory, then judging from his current position, it should be Luo Yi got his eyes, which means that he will stand at this door and participate in his memory from Luo Yi's perspective.

"You seem to be very surprised." His Majesty the Demon King walked to Lan Tuo, and looked at the scene outside the door with great interest. In fact, it is indeed a rare and interesting opportunity to relive a memory in this way, at least you can watch The calm mask on the boy's face next to him was cracked inch by inch.

Ignoring His Majesty the Demon King, Lan Tuo focused his attention on the man sitting opposite Luo Yi, who was... Mei?

In Lan Tuo's eyes, men are also magnified countless times. Lan Tuo has never observed Mei from such a disparate distance. It has to be said that except for the silver hair, this person does not look like Xiu at all.The silver-gray eyes have a low-key gorgeousness, gentle and compassionate, not as flamboyant as Xiu's and full of jokes; that face looks very ordinary, it seems that no matter what, it will not be remembered by others, but it just gives people a lot of attention. The reader left a beautiful and noble impression.

The screen moves down, it seems that Luo Yi lowered his head, and a jade hand with a well-proportioned skeleton came into sight, holding a small transparent glass bottle in that hand, which contained a light blue liquid, the strange color made him Blues inexplicably had a bad feeling.

Luo Yi took the bottle from Mei, and Lan Tuo could hear Luo Yi's familiar voice echoing in his ears, "This is the kind of medicine you said before that can make people lose control of their emotions?"

"Maybe." Mei said with a gentle chuckle, speciously.Indeed, neither admitting nor denying is Mei's usual way of wording.

The screen suddenly went dark, Lan Tiao turned around and looked at His Majesty the Demon King in puzzlement, "Why is it gone?"

Luo Yi smiled helplessly and said: "It was deleted by others, so it is a miracle that there are so many left."

"Who made... Mei? Or Xiu?"

"Who knows? Maybe you can ask your noble father next time." Luo Yi deliberately added an accent to the word "noble", and the irony was self-evident.

Blues frowned unrecognizably, in fact, he didn't like to hear any disrespectful words towards Xiu.

"Next, it's time to restore your memory. I think you must be happy to see those things that have disappeared for a long time." Luo Yi began to outline the magic circle on the ground while talking.

"In a sense, it is true." Recalling the images that flooded into his mind before, Blues nodded slightly, "However, maybe you can tell me in advance which method you plan to use?"

"Hundred Mirror Gates reflect the most painful and true memories in life." Luo Yi continued to arrange the formation, and answered without turning his head, so he did not see Lan Tuo's thoughtful expression.

"Why are you sure that my lost memory is painful?" Blues felt that Luo Yi's conclusion was a bit funny. Maybe he really felt it was painful at the time, but after he became Blues, especially when he was tempted Looking at it now that I have tried and failed many times, this is really nothing.

Luo Yi didn't answer. In fact, he didn't think about this question, and subconsciously avoided thinking about it.Blues wasn't Lanles anymore, and he'd always more or less ignored that.But so what, he wanted to do it, so he did it, it's not about right or wrong, it's not about the result.So he chose to take Lan Tiao away at such an opportunity. This is already his greatest willfulness. He is unwilling and will not confront His Highness Xiu right now, that would be too unwise.

"Although I am happy to accompany you to participate in this game, it seems that it is not suitable for children to leave home for too long without saying hello. My adults seem to be a little angry."

Blues tilted his head and said innocently that he could feel that someone was trying to forcefully break into this space with a strong posture, and he was about to succeed.Apparently Luo Yi also felt it, he had already stopped his movements, and looked at the blue tone with regret, "It seems that there is not enough time, next time."

Lantiao was silent, he didn't want it to happen again at all, a black hole appeared out of thin air behind him, a strong traction came out of the hole, and Lantiao was sucked in instantly.

There was a momentary darkness in front of him, and Blues felt that he was falling continuously, and then hit something soft, uh...it seemed to be a bed.

His body sank suddenly, Lan Tuo looked awkwardly at the man who was pressing on him, the silver hair flowed down from the man's shoulders, itching on the delicate neck, and drew a few ambiguous lines inappropriately. In the silent room, he could even hear the sound of swallowing saliva abruptly. He coughed lightly and pulled out a flattering smile. He greeted dryly, "Good morning, Father..."