His old enemy deceives the world

The light and shadow flickered in front of my eyes, and my heart beat like a drum beside my ears.

Chu Yu got up from the ground panting, the blood on his forehead slithered down the bridge of his nose, but he didn't seem to notice it, and walked forward staggeringly, with familiar or unfamiliar corpses piled up in the mountains and fields under his feet.

Looking around, the Qingyin Water Pavilion, which was once known as a fairyland, is now full of devastation. Every clansman who ran past him was in a panic, running away like a bereaved dog, without the slightest graceful posture of flying in the sky in the past.

"Stand..." Chu Yu opened his mouth, but found that his voice was hoarse and terrifying, with a lingering burning sensation spreading from his throat, he coughed a few times suddenly, and knelt down half-kneeling, clutching his chest.

His side face looked impeccable, the dirt and blood stains did not conceal his beautiful appearance at all, on the contrary, because of his pale complexion, it brought out a cruel beauty.

Chu Yu propped his hands on the ground, his eyes slowly transitioned from lax to clear, and the tinnitus gradually receded. Only then did he realize that the surroundings had suddenly become extremely quiet at some point, and the shocking shouts just now seemed to be Like a hallucination, it suddenly disappeared between the heaven and the earth.

A pair of blue-bottomed dragon-patterned boots that seemed to have never been stained with dust also appeared in front of his eyes without a sound.

Chu Yu raised his head expressionlessly.

Chong Cang stood there with his back straight, his black robe fluttering in the wind, and he looked down at Chu Yu with absolute contempt, his expression indifferent.

"You lost." He said indifferently: "Surrender to me now, and I may save your life."

"........."

Chu Yu's numb face finally showed a look of humiliation and mockery. As the injury got worse, it gradually became fierce and indignant. He stared fiercely at Chong Cang and said, "Dream! Born to be free, no one can hold me down except for the sky above my head!"

Chong Cang looked at him in silence, but at that moment, there seemed to be some indistinguishable emotions fluctuating slightly in his Gujing Wubo's eyes.

"Shut up! Chu Yu! Don't be rude to Lord Demon Lord!" With a cold shout, the flood dragon surrounded by clouds and mist roared in the air, and landed on the ground as a handsome young man in white, respectful to Chong Cang Bow down respectfully.

"Hehe... Who am I? It turns out to be the rolling snake of Guanfengjian. As expected, the bones of the bastard bend so fast, but in just a few months, you have become the lackey of the demon lord!?" Chu Yu Coughing up a ball of blood foam, looked up at him with a sneer.

The young man in white was shocked by him, but turned to sarcasm in an instant: "Red chicken, you can only show off your quick tongue now! You must have heard it too? The top of Qiongtu Mountain is evergreen The sycamore tree is blooming, and Master Chongcang is the true demon master whose destiny belongs to! This is what all the demons saw with their own eyes from the foot of Qiongtu Mountain, there is no doubt!...Hmph, it seems that you are promoted by the Suzaku Clan' Demon Lord', he is just a deceitful person!"

Chu Yu pursed his lips, his fingers suddenly exerted force, and they were deeply embedded in the soil.

The young man in white was even more proud, and he continued to show a sinister expression: "Since the edict of the demon lord came out a few months ago, half of the monsters in the demon world have surrendered to the foot of Qiongtu Mountain. The iron hooves of the demon lord are on the ground, and the fate of your Suzaku clan today will be a lesson for them in the future!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another figure came to him without a sound. Her figure was like the wind blowing back to the snow, like a white plum in the cold wind. Yingying bowed and said, "Xinyao has met Lord Demon Lord."

"Even you..." Hearing this voice, Chu Yu immediately raised his head, looked at the person coming in disbelief, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Are all the big monsters in the Twelve Houses so easy to grovel?"

Xin Yao was covered with a veil, so she couldn't see her expression clearly. Hearing the words, she just said indifferently: "Whoever can make the Wannian phoenix tree on the top of Qiongtu Mountain bloom, whoever is the demon master who can rule the demon world, this legend, Chu Yu, you should be the best!" Familiarity is."

This sentence was like a thunderbolt on the ground, shaking Chu Yu's eardrums, making his eyes blur for a moment - the elder's infallible hexagrams, the superiority of being born with stars and the moon, the pride of being famous all over the world at a young age... With this great reputation, we carry forward every day with heavy burdens.

Scenes of piles roared through Chu Yu's mind. They used to be so dazzling, but now they fell apart and turned into ashes after the fireworks bloomed. They could only be crushed into dust and trampled by others.

In the end, the 500 years of constant pursuit of a false name, which can't even stop, is just a joke.

Chu Yu lowered his head, his throat quivered, but no sound came out.

And Chongcang took a step forward, his face was cold and alienated, as if he was always refusing people thousands of miles away, but he was not stained with contempt or disdain, just like the ice spring in midsummer, clear to the bottom, but no swimming fish .

"You heard what they said." He bent down and looked at Chu Yu calmly, as if seeing through everything about him: "Now, what's your answer?"

Even if his beliefs over the years were shattered, Chu Yu was still unwilling to show his collapsed side for others to make fun of. After hearing this, he forced himself to raise his head, and looked directly into Chong Cang's eyes unwillingly. , Chu Yu strangely captured a trace of compassion, but this illusion disappeared in the next instant, and only reflected his humiliating posture clearly like a mirror.

"Bah!" Chu Yu spat out the blood foam in his mouth, struggled to stand up, and yelled sternly: "Fuck the demon master! I don't need others to be my master! It's the same sentence, the Suzaku clan can only spread its wings Xiangtian, chooses a tree to live in, but never bends down to others!"

"Really?" There seemed to be a sneer on Chong Cang's indifferent face. He waved his sleeves and turned sideways, giving Chu Yu his sight, and said:

"But your people don't seem to think so."

Chu Yu's face was pale, and he looked in the direction he stepped aside, and saw that the mountains and plains were filled with flames, and the thousands of Suzaku who had turned into their original forms were lying on the ground facing Chong Cang, their posture humbled to the bottom of the dust. The arrogance of the Phoenix clan.

Chu Yu's expression was first horrified, then angry.He just looked at the past in disbelief, but the eyes of all the clansmen were filled with despair and depression, and they could no longer raise a trace of fighting spirit. The legend that they once worshiped as faith is now the last chance for them to abandon their armor and armor. straw.

No one is willing to look up at this young man who was once held on the altar by them. They may have firmly believed that this young man will create a legend, but at the juncture of life and death, and in front of Chongcang's absolutely powerful posture, no one believes anymore—— —He, Chu Yu, is the so-called demon lord whose destiny belongs to.

——Since he is the Demon Lord, how could he fail?

Without questioning or yelling, Chu Yu understood everything in an instant.

Pain and disappointment swept towards him like a tidal wave, but there was an inexplicable sense of relief mixed in it. Bitterness rolled in his throat for a while, Chu Yu closed his eyes, all thoughts were lost—it was time to end this .

Everything that made him proud also made him worry.

Taking two steps back sadly, Chu Yu raised his head to the sky and screamed, a cold light shot from his waist, and he was about to kill himself.

Chong Cang's face changed slightly, and with an instant flick of his sleeves, an ink ring composed of several runes appeared out of thin air, locking Chu Yu to the ground in a kneeling position, making him unable to move.

"Didn't I say it?" Chong Cang squinted his eyes, but the words that came out of his mouth were stinging, he said: "In order to survive, your people are willing to give me your original soul feather, and let me handle it."

"So—" He stepped forward and pinched Chu Yu's chin, slowly lifted it up, and said coldly: "Without my permission, you can't even control your own life now!"

Chu Yu was shocked all over, almost forgetting the humiliation he had suffered for a moment.The soul feather was the first crown feather on his head when he was born. It can be said that it is closely related to his three souls and six souls. If there is a slight difference, death will be light, and it may become a monster of insanity.So in order to be safe, his soul feathers have been kept in the forbidden area of ​​the clan, and only the priests of the clan can enter. I didn't expect that one day they would go to guard and steal themselves in order to please Chongcang...

Hehe, is this what he got for the past 500 years of devoting himself to the clan?

The young man in white said sinisterly at the side: "Master Demon Master, let me remove this kid's demon bones for you and return him to his original form!"

Chong Cang frowned slightly, and said, "No need."

"Master Demon Lord..."

Before he finished speaking, Chong Cang leaned down and grabbed the back of Chu Yu's neck with one hand. Chu Yu felt that he had transformed into his original form uncontrollably. It became a slightly fat fiery red fledgling, fluffy all over, like a ball of fire, only a pair of wings had formed feathers, and it looked like it could fly.

Chong Cang was slightly taken aback, as if he hadn't expected Chu Yu's body to be so...beyond imagination.

"Hahahaha, Chu Yu! I think you are so amazing, you are five hundred years old and you don't even have full feathers!" The young man in white laughed mercilessly.

Xinyao also covered her mouth with her sleeve through the veil, she didn't make a sound, but her smile was self-evident.

The chick lying on the ground flapped its wings angrily, but it was of no avail. A strong sense of shame enveloped Chu Yu.Ever since the day he broke out of his shell, he didn't know why, but he always grew up much slower than other Suzakus. While Yuanxing was flying back and forth freely in the forest, Chu Yu always squatted silently in the dense tree canopy, combing the knotted fluff. From a distance, it looked like a lonely red fruit growing on the tree.

But now, the flaws he had been hiding all along were so mercilessly shown in front of everyone by Chong Cang. Chu Yu had never felt so humiliated for a moment, even surpassing the blow of years of collapse of faith.At this moment, he felt like that kind of stupid bird that was kept in a cage for people to play with. No matter how much he sang and struggled, he couldn't get rid of the shackles on his feet. Instead, he was regarded as a novelty and a joke by the onlookers.

"I don't have to kill you, and I don't have to abolish you." Chong Cang came back to his senses first, his face was calm, but he couldn't refute: "But you have to go back to Mingyang Palace with me. Without my order, you will die forever." You won’t be able to step out of there.”

Xinyao and the young man in white looked at each other, and both of them were surprised. Mingyang Palace is located on Qiongtu Mountain. It's fine if you don't kill him, it's considered tolerant, but throwing him in a forbidden place to fend for himself is considered the most benevolent, why should you put it under your nose and watch it every day?What is the Demon Lord thinking?

The young man in white was even more anxious, and opened his mouth to say something, but Chong Cang raised his hand to stop him, and put his hands on Chu Yu's wings.

"Since you can't leave Mingyang Palace for the rest of your life, your wings are useless." Chong Cang said ruthlessly.

Hearing the meaning behind his words, Chu Yu was almost terrified, desperately trying to escape from Chongcang's clutches, but it was all in vain - he didn't feel the slightest pain, and Chongcang broke it with an unimaginable method. His wings, every feather and bone were obviously intact, but Chu Yu could clearly feel that he could no longer fly.

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When Jiang Ran proposed a divorce, Zhou Fushen agreed straightforwardly, and signed the divorce agreement neatly as if it didn't matter.

The boiling water in his head when he was in love back then has cooled down, and Jiang Ran finally understands that Zhou Fushen is not warm, and this marriage, which was not favored by everyone, finally became a joke in the eyes of spectators.

Looking at the carnival of Fushen's brainless fans on Weibo last week, Jiang Ran learned from the pain and decided to perform a "evaporation from the world" tomorrow, a journey of healing to cleanse the soul——

But who would have thought that Zhou Fushen would run away first.

The next day, the idiot fan changed yesterday's universal celebration, and brought the hot search crazy Aite Jiang Ran: #周复深自重退出电视剧相是因为情伤##周复深机场滑泪##周导深进联# Hehe, someone is satisfied now Bar? [Image] [image]

Staring at the screen shot of Zhou Fushen at the airport haggard and covering his face, with red eyes faintly showing, Jiang Ran fell into deep thought.

"........."

Who is this person! ?