Speaking of this, the memory came to an abrupt end, and the man in red spit out the last word in a cold voice, but his expression was faint, as if he was just telling other people's stories. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Five hundred years ago, now it's just a matter of right and wrong" He raised his sleeves and poured himself a glass of green herb wine, his voice was cool, but for some reason it seemed that something sensed his sadness, a small pink cherry blossom petal gently fell on the light green wine, he looked at it for a while, and still drank the wine in a silent muffled voice, and then raised his eyes, but the corners of his eyes became red.

Qing Huan was stunned when he heard this, perhaps affected by his emotions, but there was a slight sadness in his heart, and he quietly turned his head to look at the silver-haired Xianjun, he still didn't say a word, but his brows frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and he didn't even react when the wine in the cup was empty, but he just held the cup with his hand.

"Your behavior towards that Yanji girl is really too much, even I, the others, feel too harsh and cold-blooded after listening to it, after all, she also saved your life, but you treat her like this" Qing Huan was still a little angry after all, but he took the initiative to choke on the flower emperor for the Western girl.

"What do you know?" The man in red glanced at Qing Huan with a bit of sarcasm in his tone when he heard this, and his eyes were slightly red, but he chuckled, and asked Qing Huan with a slightly excited voice, "Have you ever looked up to a person? In your heart, that person is like a god-like existence, you can fool around with other people, you can live in a mess, but your heart has never stopped looking up to her, but one day she destroyed these with her own hands."

Qing Huan listened to his rhetorical question with a little excitement, but he raised a pair of bright and clear blue eyes and looked up at him without being humble or arrogant, and replied to him, "Of course I have, I also have someone I look up to, that person descends from the sky to my side like a god, indifferently out of the dust, handsome as a fairy, I may not be able to stand side by side with him for the rest of my life."

Bai Cang listened to this sentence silently beside him, but he knew who the god-like person Qing Huan said was, and in an instant, he only felt that his heart was hot, and he coughed lightly twice to cover it up, but he still couldn't suppress the deep throbbing in his heart.

Qing Huan paused, raised his head again, smiled at the red-clothed Hua Huang, but said again sonorously and forcefully, word by word, "But the difference between me and you is that I know that the person I love is like a god that I can never match, but at the same time, I also know that he is not really a flawless god forever, he has his shortcomings, he is indecisive, and he will even brutally slaughter living beings when he is enchanted, but I can accept his disgraceful and even dark side."

Speaking of this, Qing Huan glanced at Bai Cang bluntly, that look was open-minded and generous, but it made the silver-haired immortal who was silent on the side but was exposed in such a way in an instant feel extremely embarrassed, and suddenly coughed dryly, turned his head to look away with an extremely unnatural expression, and even sat a little uneasy, and there was a little bit of redness on his white face, which had always been cold and mean.

"Oh, it turns out that the person you are talking about is the silver-haired and tiger-eared immortal monarch next to you," the man in red glanced meaningfully at the silver-haired immortal monarch with an extremely unnatural expression, but he teased it a little funny, when he first saw the two of them come in, they were all in the same plain white clothes, and the same blue pupils, which made him faintly feel that the match between this mortal and an immortal monarch seemed to have a lot to do with each other, but he didn't expect that they really had a deep relationship, but it made him feel really interesting.

Qing Huan didn't pay attention to the inquiring look on the red-clothed man's face at all, nor was he surprised by the silver-haired Immortal Monarch's series of extremely unnatural reactions, but continued to speak without hesitation, and said in a bright and firm voice to the red-clothed Flower Emperor. In my opinion, you think that she destroys the beautiful imagination of her in your heart, and even destroys all the beauty in your heart, but in my opinion, the destruction in your eyes is only because of her lowly and unbearable true identity, what you can't accept is not the original her, but the additional conditions given by the outside world on her, to put it bluntly, it is actually you who destroy her image, and it is you who give her an already too high or even unrealistic imagination"

Qing Huan's tone was shallow but extremely fluent after saying this, but the other two people present were surprised, Bai Cang was not surprised that Qing Huan would occasionally confide in such a very perceptive spiritual sentence, but such words almost made the flower emperor a little dumbfounded, in his heart, he always thought that the mortal woman had no power to restrain the chicken, and she did not know how to use clever spells, and she was the lowest inferior existence in the three realms, but he did not expect that this woman with a pair of clear blue eyes could say such incomparably wise and sober words in an orderly manner。

Seeing that the man in red fell into a bit of a trance because of his words, her heart moved, and then she spoke loudly and said again, "I believe that a tragic fate like Miss Ji must be beyond her control, otherwise no one would be willing to choose to live such a life, and your appearance is like a bloody knife in her chest, breaking all her last defenses"

The attitude of the man in red was originally quite contemptuous and sarcastic, he didn't want anyone in this world to really understand him, and telling them his story was just to satisfy his desire to talk to others after five hundred years of loneliness, but now listening to Qing Huan's two fluttering words made his heart suddenly shocked, he may have realized his mistake over the years, but he didn't expect it to be so outrageous.

"You're right, I really hated her at the beginning, and the huge sense of disparity in my heart completely controlled me, and I couldn't think soberly at all, I did hurt her deeply, deeply" When it came to the last sentence, his voice became smaller and smaller, and it has always been extremely difficult for people to admit their mistakes, let alone a person who thinks very highly of himself and has always been dominant in love.

This time, the flower emperor's attitude was no longer so lazy and frivolous with sarcasm, but this time he was sitting upright and really caught up in the memory, his voice was still cold, but it was incomparably far away.

Later, the next day, I went there again, maybe because I knew she was there, maybe because I was unwilling in my heart, all kinds of complicated emotions rolled violently in my heart, sometimes it was the beautiful and almost dreamy memory of that night, sometimes it was the dusty look when she sat on someone else's lap and laughed that day, the two emotions alternated in my heart, almost driving me crazy, the only thing that was certain was that I just wanted to take her away, and I didn't want her to be touched by anyone again.