His old enemy deceives the world

However, Chu Yu, who was full of arrogance, turned into his original form that night after uttering harsh words, sneaked into the screen when there was no trace, squatted in the canopy of the sycamore tree, and hid it so tightly that not even a bird's feather Don't reveal it, even if Wuji talks about it, he refuses to show his head.

Now it's all right, the demon master asked him to be a lobbyist, but he said nothing about the bird shadow.

Wuji felt a big headache, so he could only jump into the screen, circling around under the tree anxiously.

It's not that he doesn't want to go up the tree to find Chu Yu, but that the sycamore tree in this painting is very evil. As long as his claws touch it, it will be bounced away by an invisible barrier. Lie down in the shade.

While lamenting that the things left by the demon lord are different, Wuji couldn't help but wonder why Chu Yu was able to jump onto the branches and was safe and sound.Could it be that this sycamore tree, like the demon master, also has a special liking for birds, so he just treats him like a dish?

These days, even the trees are so powerful...

Sighing, Wuji felt that he couldn't do business, and squatted under the tree for a long time, frowning, and finally just came to the soles of his feet and slipped away.

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At night, the top of Qiongtu Mountain was completely silent, and unknown white light spots danced outside the window, slowly converging upwards like a pilgrimage, and it was unknown where they were going.At this moment, apart from the slowly rising and rolling smoke in the hall, only the leaves of the sycamore tree were still rustling, which made Chu Yu feel at ease when he heard it.

The little red bird closed its eyes and uttered the low-pitched warbler that is unique to chicks at rest. It retracted its neck unconsciously, and the fluff all over its body exploded fluffy, like a fiery red hydrangea.

But this tranquility did not last long, the slowly permeating smoke suddenly fluctuated violently, the next moment, the silent hall seemed to be injected with a pool of living water, light, shadow, noise, air, everything that was still was in an instant. The time flows again, and even the lifeless decorations seem to exude a different kind of vitality.

Although he didn't hear any footsteps, Chu Yu still opened his eyes with a feeling. His red eyes seemed to be burning with karma, and he quietly watched the person coming in the mottled moonlight.

Without any hesitation, Chong Cang stood in the empty hall, his gaze locked on the screen in an instant—the slender and elegant phoenix that was originally perched on the branch of the sycamore tree was gone, and instead it was hidden behind the canopy. About a ball of fluffy fluff.

Separated by two worlds, the gazes of a person and a bird meet in mid-air.

Until many years later, Chong Cang still couldn't forget the situation at this moment: in this narrow world, in a simple screen, the red bird landed on the sycamore trees full of flowers, just like every Even if his sleepless dreams can only be confined within this square inch, it will not prevent this scene from being staged in another time and space. All sentient beings call this destiny, but unfortunately, he never believes in destiny.

At least, he doesn't believe it now.

There was a hint of hostility in the eyes of the little red bird, the fluff on its neck stood up threateningly, its claws firmly grasped the sycamore branch, and it stared at Chong Cang's actions carefully, for fear that he would do something that would be unfavorable to him.

On the other hand, Chongcang's expression was even more indifferent than that day in the Suzaku Clan, as if there was nothing in this world worthy of his emotional fluctuations. He walked slowly past the screen, and raised his hand casually, and the sycamore branches rushed out of the screen. It was already outside, so Chu Yu was naturally sent out like this.

The branches of the sycamore tree grew rapidly, and in a blink of an eye they almost touched the dome of the hall. The fragrance of the sycamore flower came to the nostrils, and even part of the roots had penetrated into the hall, almost no different from a real tree.

Chu Yu was dumbfounded, and fell off a branch when he couldn't stand firmly. His chubby body rolled over twice on the ground, but there was nothing serious about it, but he just sat on the ground in a daze, still shocked by this technique—— Creating something out of nothing, and painting a dragon with the finishing touch, so is this the realm of the final state?

Chong Cang's gaze didn't look at the little red bird sitting on the ground at all, he just raised his head and stared at the lavender flower clusters on the branches of the sycamore tree, the light in his eyes wavered uncommonly, but he only paused for a moment , he raised his slender fingers to lightly touch the petals, and the sycamore flowers closed one after another as if the ice and snow had melted.

Only then did Chu Yu come to his senses, and he hurriedly turned his head to check whether the 500 tail feathers he had grown with great difficulty for 21 years were still there. After confirming that they were safe, he breathed a sigh of relief, shook his fluff, stood up and turned into a Humanoid.

"Why didn't you run away?" Chong Cang asked calmly without looking back.

Chu Yu, who asked this directly, was furious. Chongcang put a lot of restrictions on him, and even this hall has set up a barrier, which can be called a net of heaven and earth. How can he escape?where to escape?Chu Yu suppressed his anger, and said sarcastically, "Why, Lord Demon Master is willing to return my natal soul feather and set me free?"

"Even if you know it won't work, you should give it a try." Chong Cang didn't care about his sarcasm, with a usual indifference on his face, turned around and glanced at him and said: "It seems that you prefer freedom to freedom." alive."

When Chu Yu touched his indifferent gaze, his heart skipped a beat. Just now, in a trance, he had an illusion of deja vu from Chong Cang's eyes, as if somewhere in the dark, there was something invisible between them. Thread the needle.

Suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, Chu Yu managed to calm himself down, moved the corners of his mouth, and said a little self-deprecatingly: "You stand on the top of the winner's mountain, the wind is clear and the moon is clear, and your feet don't get muddy, so naturally you can say pretty things. "

"What's so good about standing on the top of the mountain?" Chong Cang also seemed to have a feeling, he looked away, and said in a deep voice: "For thousands of years, I have stayed on the top of this mountain every day, no matter how amazing the scenery is, I am tired of seeing it." gone."

Ten thousand years! ?Chong Cang is actually an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years?Chu Yu was surprised. After all, there was no trace of time left on Chong Cang's appearance. If there is any clue, there are probably only Chong Cang's eyes, like a vast ocean that has been silent for thousands of years. It has disappeared into the old time, no matter what kind of hurricane, it can't make it make waves.

But Chu Yu just couldn't understand his way of being calm and calm in everything, so he sneered at his words right now: "The victor's moaning is nothing more than the moaning of the victor. For those who can't even go up the mountainside, your sighs are meaningless." significance."

Chong Cang took a deep look at him, and said with a faint smile: "Didn't you say that no one can be on top of you except for the sky above your head? I thought that in your eyes, there is no mountain that cannot be climbed."

Chu Yu's face was suffocated, a little stiff.Even now, even he can't figure out whether the reason why he clings to the title of demon lord is out of his own will, or just to live up to the expectations of his clansmen?If the elders hadn't divined the hexagram when he was born, what would he be like now?Is it just like an ordinary fledgling who is troubled by the recent baldness of a few hairs, just lying on the tree and looking up at the top of Qiongtu Mountain every day, listening to the elders in the clan talking about the ancient and distant According to the legend... the position of the demon lord, he probably didn't even dare to think about it, did he?

Pride and self-contempt are like the two sides of a blade, constantly flipped in Chu Yu's mind, which made him irritatedly say, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

Chong Cang didn't answer, he turned his eyes away, walked to the screen, and stared at the proudly standing sycamore tree. The phoenix in the painting came back now, but it was more like a dead thing than the vivid sycamore tree. There is no aura, but it just perches quietly on the sycamore branch, as if it will never leave after ten thousand years.

After a while, he suddenly asked: "The proposal that Wuji conveyed to you on my behalf is obviously only good for you, why not?"

Hearing this, Chu Yu's face twisted for a moment, and after a while, with the slightest bit of hatred, he gritted his teeth and said, "Scholar can be killed and cannot be humiliated, Chong Cang, don't go too far!"

"Why should I kill you?" Chong Cang turned his head and said calmly, "You didn't do anything wrong."

As if he understood the meaning behind Chong Cang's words in an instant, Chu Yu was speechless, and then narrated hoarsely after a while: "I... I was once predicted by the elders of the clan to be the God-appointed Demon Lord, and everyone believed so , even I believed it myself, I thought the phoenix tree on the top of Qiongtu Mountain was blooming just for me..."

"The sycamore tree flower will only bloom for yourself." Chong Cang's voice was hollow and light, as if he was speaking to Chu Yu, but also as if he was speaking to himself, he said firmly: "You are not the demon master, you are just If it weren’t for the support of tens of thousands of hands behind this grand-sounding deception created by the Suzaku Clan, in your state of mind, you would be nothing more than a small bird that dare not even dare to easily surpass the mountains.”

Little bird...?

Thinking of the clansmen who had placed high hopes on him, Chu Yu couldn't help but feel cramps in his heart. Is this really the case?Is his existence a scam for fame?He is not that special and noble, that's why he is so decisive when he is discarded...

Putting distracting thoughts behind him, Chu Yu uttered a strong voice that even he didn't believe: "Even so, I will not submit to you! The phoenix is ​​the male and the phoenix is ​​the female, even if I don't have the integrity to be jade broken, I Chu Yu isn't that mean!"

"This is the only way you can choose." Chong Cang said calmly, "Even if I let you go, what can you do?"

Chu Yu's Adam's apple twitched awkwardly, and he lost his identity and demonic power. Now he has nothing to rely on, and it can be said that he is struggling.Besides, although the demon world is big, it is also a king's land. As long as Chongcang is still there, there will be no place for Chu Yu in the demon world.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and said with reddened eyes: "What good does it do you to humiliate me like this? If Lord Demon Master doesn't like me, you can throw me at the bottom of Qiongtu Mountain to suffer from the eclipse and wind." , is it more enjoyable than putting me under your nose now, seeing each other every day?"