late spring
Northern Border, Yunting, Baicao Garden.
Yan Qiongfang looked at the plant in front of her, which looked like a flower but not a flower, and a tree but not a tree, almost obsessively.
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”
She was a great demon transformed from plants and trees, and had a natural fondness for strange plants, so when Lian Hua approached her, she accepted without hesitation.
Her slender fingers caressed the leaves of the plant lovingly, and she didn't feel the burns from the power of the law it emitted. Lian Hua stood beside her, his eyes as calm as water.
"It's not enough."
The way of restraining splendor.
Her eyes suddenly lit up, as if her whole body came alive in that instant.
"There's still one thing missing."
Upon hearing this, Yan Qiongfang stopped what she was doing and her gaze fell on the distant sky.
Yes, the sacred tree in the southern border is the ladder connecting the six paths, and Cang Xuan’s humans, demons and monsters alone are not enough.
Still missing one kind of immortal soul.
Lian Hua said softly: "I don't understand him, and he doesn't understand me, but we both understand Xia Xia."
That's enough.
He is a fortune teller who has made every possible plan. He always appears where he should be at the most critical moment.
——
Xie Fengxue dropped another piece.
"You haven't told me what happened to Hua Chonglou yet."
Yixiangjun asked: "Why not Xu Xike's?"
After all, the fairy world is too lonely. In his spare time, he would pick out one or two past events to tell this Mr. Chaosheng.
Xie Fengxue raised her eyes and looked at him quietly.
In the end, it was Yixiangjun who looked away first.
He laughed at himself: "With me here, what will happen to Hua Chonglou?"
After saying that, he summoned a water mirror, on which was Cang Xuan's April in the human world.
"At this time of year, I remember the peach blossoms are already in bloom."
He nodded, not daring to spy on Cang Xuan's main city, but turned the camera to a wild mountain forest.
There are barren mountains and wild hills, and dense bushes, but only a few flourishing peach trees are worthy of attention.
"I really miss it. In the fairy world, even the falling flowers remain unchanged for thousands of years."
He turned his head and suddenly found that Xie Fengxue's eyes had lost their brilliance, leaving only a pair of extremely black pupils reflecting the bright pink in the water mirror.
He was so blessed that he said, "Chao Shengjun has been to this place."
That was the place where Queyue buried his sword.
The vegetation around here is so lush because of the nourishment from the spiritual energy of the Queyue Sword.
Xie Fengxue suddenly felt something in his heart. He stretched out his hand and the water mirror fell into his hand. Before Yixiangjun could stop him, she saw Xie Fengxue pointed again.
The peach blossoms on the tree became clearer.
In the dim shadows, there seemed to be a person lying on the tree with his head leaning against the wall. His yellow dress was particularly eye-catching among the pink sky.
Changxia felt that someone was watching her. She was inspecting the sword formation left by her master as usual, but when she saw the beautiful peach blossoms here, she stole half a day to relax.
But I didn't expect that she would not be able to rest in peace.
He wanted to disperse him casually, but after feeling the man's breath, Changxia's lips suddenly curled up.
She stretched out her hand and waved towards the void.
"Senior Brother."
Xie Fengxue closed his eyes and waved his sleeve to shatter the water mirror.
Yi Xiangjun came over and said, "It won't hurt to take a closer look."
Xie Fengxue opened his eyes, and all the emotions he had were hidden beneath his black pupils.
"It's just a mirror."
After becoming an immortal, no matter when they met, he left very cleanly.
Because those were not the reunions he wanted.
It was as if he had personally brought about countless endings over the years of walking through time, and then left without any regrets.
Who cares.
It wasn't like there hadn't been a false prosperity after defeating the Heavenly Dao. It seemed that, aside from the absence of a long summer, nothing had changed. The snow-capped mountains of Yunting were still towering, and beneath the layers of clouds, the world seemed as prosperous as ever.
But so what?
He is a mean and stingy person, and he only likes to hear what he wants to hear and see what he wants to see.
He has always been such a selfish person. He doesn't really care about the so-called eternity of Cang Xuan.
He just wants a world with long peace and prosperity.
Just this one.
——
Oh, I was rejected.
Changxia stood up from the tree, not feeling too distressed.
She straightened her sleeves and watched the afternoon sun setting.
She could sense some of Xie Fengxue's intentions, since he was her senior brother.
It’s just—
What a coincidence.
She just happened to hate these illusory things the most.
Bie Jingchun's 36,500 swords were turned into more than 80,000 by her. If you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools.
These were all taken from Zhu You.
This old man has been rooted in Cuiwei City for so many years, and he has a lot of good things. Their meeting may have been Zuo Qin's script, but now Changxia is his accomplice.
Changxia sneered, what can the dead use to compete with the living?
Queyue turned into a small sword and floated obediently in Changxia's palm.
She didn't come here just to say hello to Xie Fengxue, she had her own purpose for coming here.
She exerted a little force with her hand, and Que Yue seemed to have a consciousness of her own, and actually bent the sword as if begging for mercy.
"It actually has some spiritual consciousness?" The magic sword has consciousness. In time, this sword will also have its own sword spirit.
Chang Xia narrowed his eyes slightly: "I want to live"
The hilt of the sword nodded, as if in a nod.
"But you can't stay here." Chang Xia said seriously, "From now on, there will only be ordinary iron in the mortal world, not immortal swords."
The hilt of Queyue's sword stopped nodding, and Changxia seemed to see a dazed expression on the sword.
She is a sword cultivator and always has a good temper towards swords.
"Your master is gone. I will take you away and find you a good place to retire. There are many swords there to keep you company. If you want to go out for a walk, you can also choose a new master that you like. Is that okay?"
As if they were discussing something, Queyue was silent for a long time. Changxia then said, "I have my own sword, so I can't take you with me."
Queyue then nodded reluctantly again.
After getting permission, Changxia used hand gestures to stabilize the sword formation, took Queyue out from the center of the sword formation, and then placed the ancient-looking iron sword in its original position.
At this moment, more than 80,000 sword lights spread across Cang Xuan and lit up at the same time. Chang Xia stretched out his hand and pressed down, and all the sword lights dissipated.
She looked at the iron swords in the sword formation and said softly, "It's not the time yet."
Eastern Territory, Human Emperor Palace.
The future empress stood at the entrance of the palace, watching the heavy rain fall. The people from the Imperial Observatory had come some time ago to report that the rain would continue for a long time.
Jiang Bailu stood beside her, one step behind her.
"You want to know what deal I made with my senior sister?"
Tinglan smiled, she turned her head, but found that she had to look back a little to see Jiang Bailu.
"You can actually ask me directly."
Jiang Bailu said: "I always feel that after I asked you, the friendship between us changed."
In fact, it is naive and ridiculous for the two of them to talk about affection now.
One is the Human Emperor Cang Xuan, and the other is the Sea Monster King Chi Zhou. There shouldn't be any feelings between them.
If you want to blame someone, blame their master. He had to raise a man and a demon who had never met each other, together, and let them develop desires that they shouldn't have.
Tinglan smiled and said, "You are always so cautious."
She silently took a step back and stood side by side with Jiang Bailu. "For example, right now, you can either take advantage of my good mood watching the rain with you and ask questions that would normally be considered presumptuous, or you can say nothing, think nothing, and just watch the rain quietly with me..."
She looked up and down at Jiang Bailu's embarrassment, as if she was watching something extremely interesting. "Of course you feel uncomfortable being stuck in this state. I can pretend nothing happened to others, but you are Jiang Bailu, I can't pretend to you."
She sighed, "So in the end I felt bad too."
Jiang Bailu was stunned for a moment, then whispered, "Sorry."
Tinglan said: "Look, you apologize to me again."
The Queen took a step forward, and the eyes of the man and the demon were only a palm's distance apart.
Even the sound of breathing can be heard clearly.
Jiang Bailu took a step back at this time.
In his eyes, the Tinglan pearls and jades are dazzling, the long skirts are flowing, and the majesty is inviolable.
She is the queen of these four realms. She was born to be submitted to, and she should not be held back by anyone.
"A Ting, this is the last time. I won't ask, and you don't have to answer me."
Shen Siyan was right, he really knew how to deal with Huo Tinglan. You see, he didn't even need to say a word. Just a hesitation was enough to make his third senior sister take a step back.
Even if these may be just worthless information in her and Changxia's eyes, when will the Queen of the Four Realms need to explain to Chi Zhouhai's monster?
No, it shouldn't be like this.
"You should despise me and use me, not willingly let me use you."
He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Tinglan's hair, but then felt that it would be bad if he messed up her meticulously combed hair, so he let it go again.
Tinglan grabbed his falling hand.
"Do you want to settle it with me?"
Jiang Bailu pried her apart with one finger.
"A'Ding, you will rule the world and live forever."
Sometimes he couldn't help but think that it would be great if he was just an ordinary mortal. Tinglan was rich enough to support him.
But this idea was extinguished as soon as it started.
Ordinary people can never meet Ji Tinglan.
Whether you are a human or a monster, you can’t have it all.
“I know, Senior Brother, Senior Sister, and Senior Brother Shen, they all hope that we are well.”
In fact, if you think about it carefully, these little thoughts of his are nothing big. Chi Zhouhai is about to leave Cang Xuan, and it is normal for the top leaders of both sides to communicate with each other and maintain a tacit understanding under the surface.
It's not that he doesn't know how to deal with favors and exchange interests.
But it shouldn't be him and Tinglan.
If there is anyone in this world whose sincerity is purest, it must be his love for Ji Tinglan.
He is caught between humans and demons, unable to reconcile love and righteousness.
He knew that maybe the Demon King didn't care, his senior sister didn't care, and Tinglan wouldn't care either.
But he can't.
How many sincerity can withstand such "indifference" consumption?
He finally swallowed all these explanations and looked into the Queen's pupils, where a small image of himself was reflected.
Jiang Bailu said softly, "It's good that we have this moment of spring."
But - spring is almost over.
How many more can they have, next spring
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