My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

The quietness of Wan Yao Wang's study was broken.

The two cubs were neither restrained nor courteous, sitting on the thick blanket on the steps beside the desk, with a plate of snacks made by Lord Demon King, happily eating them all.

I didn't see the embarrassment of being caught over the wall many times.

Qing Yan sat on the chair under the hall, raised his hand a little, poured two cups of tea from the table, and landed firmly next to the plate of snacks.

Most of Lingying Mountain's subjects are in awe of him, but children like to get close to him, and even rely on him a little.

Just like these two naughty children, they were repeatedly ordered by their elders not to come and disturb them, but when they got the chance, they sneaked under his window.

Sometimes he secretly glanced at him and then slipped away without a sound, sometimes he made a mistake and missed the window edge, crying and begging him, so he had to carry him up.

The little boy with pointed horse ears hiccupped lightly, and finally let go of the snack in his hand, looked at Wang who was drinking tea in silence, rolled round to Wang's feet, raised his little boy Face: "I heard that the king doesn't like the blessing tower..."

Qing Yan paused with the hand holding the teacup, and looked down at the child on the ground with a milky voice, his blue eyes were as gentle and peaceful as Shen Xinghai, tolerant of everything.

"No dislike."

The little boy's eyes lit up: "Let me just say, what we built...the king naturally likes it! After the king is done with his work, let's go and have a look. I planted colorful flowers at the bottom of the tower, it's very beautiful..."

Qing Yan looked at the child's joyful expression, his solemn eyes slightly relaxed, but he didn't rush to answer.

In recent days, the subjects have built a blessing tower in Lingying Mountain.

Last year, he forcibly reversed the torrential flood to protect the creatures by the river, and his demon power was not small.This year, disasters occur frequently, and he is recuperating flawlessly, and his injuries have not healed.

The subjects of Lingying Mountain built a blessing tower without telling him, praying for the mountain spirit to bless their king, and also protect thousands of creatures in Yunzhang from disasters—it was a birthday gift for him.

The subjects planned to surprise him quietly, but in fact, he knew it as early as when the construction was about to start.

The winding mountains and rivers of Lingying Mountain are his bones, the rushing rivers and lakes are his blood, and the wind, clouds and rain are his breath.The changes of every plant and tree are naturally clear to the heart.

What's more, recently, the joy on the faces of the subjects can't be hidden.

This was a good thing, and he felt relieved.

However, when the Blessing Pagoda was completed, the subjects all came forward one after another, wanting to invite the three sects that had contacts with Lingying Mountain to a banquet at the blessing ceremony to share the grand ceremony.

Now Lingying Mountain has good relations with the three sects of cultivating immortals, and they have also cooperated to rescue and eliminate disasters in the world. Shen Xinghai Lantern City has even established multi-party trade exchanges. The already enthusiastic Lingying Mountain subjects are increasingly fond of Brother Yunzhang.

Everyone wants to invite friends from other sects to come to their hometown, and they want to take the opportunity of the blessing ceremony to promote the friendship between Lingying Mountain and other sects, so that they can share the responsibility of saving lives, so that their kings don't have to work so hard.

Everyone has good intentions, Qing Yan knows it well.However, Lingying Mountain's original intention of avoiding the world cannot be easily changed.

The reason why Lingying Mountain has become a gathering place for many monsters is because the island is rich in spiritual energy and collects Hua Tianbao, so that spirit beasts and demon cultivators can multiply on the island for a hundred years and live endlessly.

He also knew that Lingying Mountain had attracted many coveted and peeping eyes.In the hundreds of years since he became the demon king, no creature other than demons has been allowed to set foot on Lingying Mountain.

Now that Lingying Mountain allows foreigners to enter, he has to be cautious.

These days, he has been thinking and weighing repeatedly.

Now that Yunzhang is in chaos, it is true that Lingying Mountain can't just hide from the world, but he is cautious by nature and doesn't want to get so familiar with his faction too soon.

As a result, he disagreed with the opinions of the subjects for a while, and was unable to compromise for many days, and there was no date for the ceremony.

Children's eyes are black and white, and Qing Yan is silent for a while when faced with immature and innocent words.

Compared with the pony who is naturally jumpy, the little girl with antlers is slightly more mature.Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, he asked timidly: "Is the king afraid that we will work too hard to build the blessing pagoda? Or will we be injured because of it..."

The little boy immediately replied crisply: "It's not hard! Dads are amazing, and they won't get hurt!"

Qing Yan came back to his senses, stroked the pony's furry head, a light smile appeared in his blue eyes, thoughtful.

That's it.

Since we will not blindly hide from the world, there will be such a day sooner or later, not to mention that the heads of the three sects are all upright people who care about the common people.

After making a decision, Qing Yan softened his tone: "I will go to see the blessing tower tonight and set a date for the blessing ceremony."

The two cubs were stunned for a moment, and the adults were overwhelmed by this matter, but Wang was persuaded by them!

Can't help cheering happily for a while.

The little horse excitedly waved the dessert in his hand: "I will definitely pray to the mountain spirit to choose a queen for the king during the blessing ceremony! This way the king will not always be alone!"

The matter that had been weighed for many days came to fruition, and Qing Yan's heart relaxed, but he was inexplicably in a trance.

From just now, he vaguely felt trapped in a clear dream, the scene in front of him was beautiful and familiar, as if he was in the scene and walked through it again exactly.

Until he heard this sentence, a thread of clarity slowly emerged in his heart, and the answer that deviated from the track of the dream blurted out: "...I have it."

The two little boys still don't know what kind of shock the news of the Wan Yao King having a queen will cause in the entire Lingying Mountain.

They were just very happy, their eyes were shining, and they were scrambling to care about what kind of person the other was.

Qing Yan lowered her eyes and pondered, a little puzzled as to why she said such words, but the answer in her heart was actually clear.

"...free and alert, bright and gentle, unique... I like furry spirit beasts."

Xiao Ma tilted his head, somewhat worried: "But, Wang... your original body is not furry."

After the feast, a blurry picture appeared in my mind, it was a figure hugging and hugging a ball of snow-white furry, loving it very much.

As if he had been reminded, he realized a problem that he had never thought about before, and fell silent.

That person...wouldn't he like it?

Fearing that Wang would be sad, Xiao Lu hastily tugged on Xiao Ma's sleeve.

Master Xiao Ma generally explained: "This is what A Niang said, I love my soul more than my appearance... It's true love, true love!"

The little deer was then amused: "Wang, next time we come, we will also bring a gift for the queen."

There was a smile in Qing Yan's blue eyes, and she nodded slightly.

A moment later, he stood in the middle of the familiar study with his hands behind his back, watching the backs of the two cubs leaving with the remaining snacks.

Doubts linger in my heart, who is the person he described just now?Obviously there has never been a queen, but she is absolutely sure that she has such a close person.

He frowned slightly, thought carefully, and subconsciously walked slowly away from the study, wanting to walk in the sunny day.

However, the moment the footsteps landed outside the house, everything around suddenly changed——

Thousands of miles of clear sky cracked inch by inch, thick dark clouds leaked into the cracks, and the sky was filled with low pressure in an instant.The torrential rain poured down like a river and an ocean.

The scent of flowers all over the body dissipated, and the blood-stained moist water vapor filled the wilderness, and the shade of the whirling trees under the feet turned into blood-stained windings.

The entire island was littered with dead bodies, and the sea was black and rough in the distance.

The Blessing Tower has collapsed, and the colorful flowers at the bottom of the tower have been crushed into mud, mixed with scarlet and mottled...

His pupils shrank, and he immediately turned around.

The study room behind him has long disappeared, and the familiar scenery as far as he can see is no longer peaceful and peaceful, and is soaked in the blood of the subjects of Lingying Mountain.

He stood among the miserable subjects, the corpses all over the sky could not be seen at a glance, and he could not detect the breath of the living.

The strong wind howled in the wilderness, and the thunderstorm rumbled loudly, as if crying with a lingering sorrow, resentful and unwilling, and the whispers around him gradually became clear.

The next moment, his feet were suddenly clenched.

Lowering his gaze, he met a pair of eyes that were smiling innocently just a moment ago, and the whites of the eyes were filled with scarlet circles of intense resentment and pain.

The little boy with horse ears tightly clung to his feet, opened his mouth, blood kept spilling from the corner of his lips, his hiss was as if stained with blood, and it was extremely shrill: "My lord...why don't you come back...we've been waiting for you For a hundred years... why are swords facing us..."

The little boy's movement seemed to be a signal, and the corpses on the entire island began to gurgle and crawl towards him awkwardly.

Thousands of pairs of eyes stared at him, and different voices asked the same question sharply, echoing in the wilderness——

"My lord...we have been waiting for you here for a hundred years...why don't you come back..."

The protracted nightmare clearly appeared in front of his eyes, and the blood in his body became cold inch by inch.

The blood-stained rainwater dripped down from the sharp jaw, urging a deep sadness in his chest, and he couldn't help but clenched the sword in his hand.

sword?

In the dark and heavy rain, the familiar blue and white sword tassel on the hilt became the only light.

He paused suddenly, the blue in his eyes receded slightly, and finally a touch of clarity emerged.

He is...he is Shulang, and also Qingyan.

He closed his eyes slowly and with difficulty, calmed down, and the thousands of mournful cries in his ears disappeared instantly.

When he opened it again, his calm eyes slowly scanned the surroundings, and Zai Chuan came out of the sheath.

The fierce sword energy was lifted, and the torrential rain almost turned back, and the illusion of a hundred years ago collapsed and faded inch by inch.The shocking mountains of corpses all around disappeared, and returned to the broken walls and ruins with many bones.

And the dark clouds still filled the sky, it was the devilish energy that shrouded Shen Xinghai's barrier wall.The black waves churning in the distance are also real, it is the current Shen Xinghai.

The place where his feet are stepping is the Lingying Mountain where he finally reunited after a hundred years....

Qing Yan scanned the surroundings inch by inch, among the messy ruins, a hundred years had left no trace in this untouched place.

Pavilions, towers, pavilions, mountains, rivers, and vegetation were all sealed into the disaster a hundred years ago, as if the island and its thousands of subjects had never escaped the shackles of suffering.

He lowered Zai Chuan to the ground, and the rain fell on the Sen Leng sword, reflecting the snowy brilliance.

"Since you called me here, why don't you come out and talk?"

As soon as the words fell, a black shadow appeared out of nowhere in the rain in front of his eyes, and a figure gradually stood out.He is short and has pointed ears, which he is very familiar with.

Pony Ma's dark face slowly returned to its former whiteness and innocence, but his eyes were extremely red, and when he looked at him, his eye sockets also gradually turned red.

Just like a hundred years ago, the little boy walked to his feet and knelt down reverently, his immature childish voice entwined with an excited and mournful husky: "My lord...we are all waiting for your return..."

Qing Yan looked down at him, unable to distinguish between joy and anger, and after a while, said: "What do you want from me?"

The little boy's eyes were scarlet, and he looked sinister and vicious. His hiss was sad and angry: "...Kill! Kill the three ungrateful sects! Kill all the people in the world who failed Lingying Mountain! Kill... kill all... ..."

The clear eyes of the past were covered with hatred, and they were staring at their king, "The king...will kill everyone...no one will dare to bully us anymore...there will be Lingying Mountains everywhere in the world!"

The person who was begged repeatedly was not shaken by the grief, and his eyes were indifferent: "I am just an ordinary monk now, and I cannot cause such a big storm."

The little boy grinned strangely, as if he was waiting for this sentence, he tilted his head innocently, and the words finally came to an end.

"...Then... the king will also follow us into a demon..."