malice of the world

It was still dark all around, but lines of various colors gradually appeared, and the lines intertwined into pieces of multicolored petals, falling and spinning from the high sky where the camera could not be seen, either far or wide. Close to, far away from.

Yang Mingxuan stretched out his hand hesitantly, and lightly touched a petal closest to him - in an instant, a shockingly intense emotion hit him hard.At that moment, he even felt as if he was surrounded by thousands of impassioned crowds, who roared and roared.The unwillingness and anger in his heart were hard to contain, and the intense emotion shocked him so much that he almost forgot his own existence.

Yang Mingxuan's mind was clear, and he quickly came back to his senses. With a flick of his wrist and fingers together, he crushed the petal into powder and dissipated it on the soles of his feet.

——that palpitating feeling disappeared.

He felt that only by touching all the petals once can he leave the inexplicable darkness and know what is manipulating behind it.

……

Leaping to the back, Yang Mingxuan felt that it was getting harder for him to cope. The excitement before him hit him straight, but after all, he was not so familiar with it, and the sense of substitution was not very strong, but the further he went, the more intense the emotion The degree plummeted, and at the same time, it was the faint and timeless feeling contained in that kind of emotion, which made it difficult for people to give up, and wished to perish forever.

Don't keep challenging in the darkness of petals.

However, Yang Mingxuan did not give up. Everyone yearns for that kind of warmth and beauty, and he also yearned for it, but he clearly remembers that this is a challenge, and he cannot be fooled by sugar-coated bullets.

But the emotions contained in the petals - or more accurately, the memories - are getting deeper and deeper.The only warmth in the eternal solitude, the unswerving companionship for more than ten lifetimes, someone who gave everything for him despite being betrayed... These are all the memories he has experienced and deeply hidden in his heart. Bombing always makes him sad.

Really... so cunning!

However, with his pride, how could he be willing to indulge in illusion?

His strength may not be the strongest, but no one can break his heart!

The number of petals is getting less and less, and only the last one is left.Yang Mingxuan didn't hesitate, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he fell into the memory contained in that petal.

This is the world he is most familiar with and the most unfamiliar.He said familiar because he formed his earliest three views here, and said unfamiliar because he had left this world for a long, long time, so long that he should almost forget this world.

He wandered aimlessly in the community, this is the home where he was born and raised, the old man enjoying the shade under the tree and shaking his fan, the children chasing each other and playing games on the grass, and the seven elder sisters who gathered together to talk and laugh loudly Eighth aunt...

The breath of life is very strong.

Yang Mingxuan looked at them almost nostalgic.

Along the way, many people greeted him.

"Hey, the second kid from the Yang family is back?"

"Hey, it's not Yang Er, the longer he grows, the more handsome he is. But he looks like his old man——Lao Yang was a famous handsome boy back then!"

"Yang Er, when will your elder brother come back?"

Yangming turned his head to pay respects, and answered one by one. ,

Soon he arrived at the door of his most familiar home.

Yang Mingxuan felt his own hesitation, his hand clasped on the door, wanting to knock but not knocking.

While he was still hesitating, the door was suddenly opened, revealing Yangmu's gentle face from behind.She looked much older, with long braids tied loosely, but the once black and bright color was mixed with a lot of white hair, and she was still wearing casual home clothes.

Yang Mingxuan felt that his eye sockets were moist.

He yelled emotionally: "Mom—"

Mother Yang was also surprised and happy. She pulled her youngest son into the door and complained: "I just said how I feel that there is someone outside the door, but you are back. But I didn't say anything when I came back. I didn't prepare any dishes. You Wait, I'll tell your dad to go buy it now!"

"mom……"

The family of three sat together, and Yang Mingxuan's index finger twitched after eating the sumptuous dishes on the table.

Mother Yang brought him food again and again, but she said, "Don't eat in such a hurry, it's not good for your stomach. You've been out for a while and come back now, or you'll eat like something."

Father Yang glanced at her, and said solemnly: "It's better to eat more, and you don't want to restrain the child too much."

Yang Mingxuan said vaguely, "Mom's skills have improved."

Mother Yang showed a smile.

The night was coming, the family gathered together, the TV was turned on in the living room, and lively voices came from inside, the three of them didn't pay attention to what was playing on it, they were talking.

Yang Mingxuan said that he is very happy now, with many people around him, and there is nothing unsatisfactory in life.Although the convenience of food, clothing, housing and transportation is a bit difficult to a certain extent, the spiritual sufficiency is incomparable before.Parents, don't worry, just treat him as a year-round business trip, and don't miss him too much.

Yang's father and Yang's mother listened very carefully.

They didn't ask questions that Yangming avoided mentioning, but in the end, the eye sockets of his parents were still moist.

The night was getting darker and darker, but none of the three of them mentioned going to bed.

Yang Mingxuan had tears in his eyes, but he still reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his parents' eyes.

Mother Yang grabbed his hand, sobbing hard to speak.Yang Mingxuan seemed to want to stop her from saying those aggressive words.But Yangmu took his hand and said word by word: "Mingxuan, you know, although we are only the projection of the people in your memory, our love for you is no different from your real parents... knowing you Now that we have our own lives and are living so well, we are all relieved. So let’s go and don’t look back.”

Father Yang beside her also showed a rare smile: "Even if you are not with your parents, don't forget our teachings."

Yang Ming murmured in Xuankou: "...Take care."

Then, the world spun for a while, and when Yang Mingxuan opened his eyes, it looked like the last petal had withered.

The boundless darkness surrounding him quickly faded away, and the solemn appearance of Moyou Palace was restored.

The turmoil of the monsters was suppressed early on. They didn't see what Yang Mingxuan saw, and now they all returned to their respective positions and went back to work.

His expression seemed to be in a trance, relieved, and melancholy, and in the end, it all turned into a sigh: "Everything is gone..."

"Who said that?"

Yangming turned his head, but it was Emperor Jiuhua,

But seeing him coming at the pace of a dragon and a tiger, his majesty is self-contained, which is exactly the noble appearance of being an emperor.

Yang Mingxuan looked at him now, but it was quite different from the past.There is no panic in my heart, no more embarrassment, complaints, and entangled thoughts in the past, and I am extremely calm.

——He knew that he had completely let go.

Jiuhua is still dressed in white, elegant and elegant, and with the majesty of an emperor, he is unparalleled in beauty.He stood still in front of Yang Mingxuan.

"Who said everything is empty? We haven't been together forever, do you want to abandon me completely?"

He looked hysterical.

Yang Mingxuan thought lightly, to Emperor Jiuhua, or to Shu, to Prince Chun who had been seduced, he had given his sincerity—although that sincerity was not true love, but it was a true relationship between the two of them. I was delighted.But their beginnings were not pure, so the result can only be a lie.

It started in chaos and ended in abandonment.

This is destined.

Yang Mingxuan said: "You think too much. No one can live without setbacks. You can't see it like this..."

There was a strange smile on his face, and from his perfectly shaped pale pink lips, he said a sentence that could blow Emperor Jiuhua away: "I will doubt whether you are the supreme Emperor Jiuhua in the fairy world."

The figure of the man in white swayed, as if he couldn't bear Yang Mingxuan's questioning.But he still restrained himself from looking at Yang Mingxuan's eyes, those bright eyes contained endless wisdom, and also contained endless... indifference.

He suddenly panicked and wanted to tell Yang Mingxuan to stop and stop talking.

But Yang Mingxuan's questioning didn't stop, his words were indifferent, but became more sharp and precise.

"Look, how could an emperor who has ruled the fairy world for thousands of years and almost gave his life for it, give up the place where he gave everything for it because he was indulging in love. The other country is not your hometown, and your weak feelings for the fairy world are worthy of you." Did you ever reign supreme?

"Today you can give up everything for me, but in the future when you meet someone who suits you better, won't you also give up on me for that person?

"Emperor Jiuhua... No, you are no longer the respected Emperor Jiuhua. At best, you are just a counterfeit who has obtained the memory of the emperor. It is really unbearable for me to like you like this. So, please You go, from now on, don't appear in front of me again."

Yang Mingxuan looked extremely calm, those hurtful words didn't seem to come from him at all.

Emperor Jiuhua... No, but this man who is willing to be subdued by others should not be called the emperor—the emperor who commands all immortals. How can he be so affectionate?Stalking and stalking when you can't get it, and letting others order without dignity is simply demeaning!

Jiuhua smiled miserably: "Now that you have fulfilled your wish, is Bin going to completely abandon me?"

But he did not respond to Yang Mingxuan's question.

Because he knew that Yang Mingxuan was right, even if he had the memories of Emperor Jiuhua and occupied the body of Emperor Jiuhua, he was almost the same as Emperor Jiuhua.But the moment he fell in love with the person in front of him, he was no longer a high-ranking, cold and ruthless emperor who would sacrifice his life for the fairy world, but an ordinary person—yes, not even a fairy—who would fight for not being able to see him. The sweetheart is crazy, drop everything and search everywhere.

For him like this, calling himself the Emperor of Jiuhua would indeed lose his prestige as an emperor.

Yang Mingxuan saw that his face was becoming more and more unsightly, so he lightly threw the last thunder and left.

After hearing the decisive words that announced the death of his love, Jiuhua couldn't bear the nonchalant appearance anymore.

"No matter how hard you try in the future, I will not be able to respond to you—I have passed through the demons of all phenomena, and no one can move me. Leave your love to someone who can respond to you."

In Vientiane Heart Demon Tribulation, all the profound emotions in the world are magnified several times, hundreds of times, thousand times, and ten thousand times, pulling people into the experience.

Those who have survived this catastrophe will be separated from each other, and they will be separated from each other from now on.

The author has something to say: Nice, ko lost Jiuhua~(≧▽≦)/~la la la