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Canggou I, it will be difficult to be at peace in the end.

The turbidity world changes, and the flowers fall silently.

The cycle of the four seasons is eternal to the present.

Sleep does not mean eternal dream, and being active does not mean eternal life.

When the dawn ushers in the dawn, the three thousand avenues that come to write the chapter will become a little star, ushering in the promise of death in life.

It's a cool late autumn, everything is a little pale and weak, and on this day, the underground tomb ushered in the light of eternal life, it is the irrigation of blood, it is the sprout of dawn.

In the silent and dark stone room, when the pearl that exudes a lustrous luster shines brightly for a moment, when the lonely luster hidden in the coffin emerges everywhere, Manzhu Sawa ushered in its most beautiful moment.

Zuo Yang stepped on the light, the long hair that flew in all directions fluttered, the clear and gorgeous face was even more bewitching, and the corners of his eyes were blooming flowers? But it can't be compared to the appearance she has grown up.

The noble power that fills the whole body is like the supreme declarator, making you look up.

Gathering the ability to scatter, Zuo Yang's toes lightly touched the ground, stepping on the light.

At the moment of waving his hand, the sealed stone door was already opened.

Looking up, the two slender figures that came into view at the door of the stone room, the posture of the sky, and the eyebrows were like stars.

Their heads were bowed, they were slightly bent over, and they were doing a welcoming ritual to themselves.

Hehehe......

Zuo Yang was still smiling, and the flowers in the corners of his eyes were even more bewitching.

Wrapped around her body is just a simple piece of silk, and her delicate body is no longer the childlike appearance of ten years ago, but a phoenix that is truly reborn from the fire, delicate and colorful.

The familiar aura came to their faces, and the holy face and the night star both raised their heads in unison, looking at the incomparable beauty of their girls, and clusters of mandalas bloomed in their hearts.

That's hope, an ever-ending hope.

Zuo Yang stood beside them, and then a cloak wrapped himself.

Raising his eyes, it was the clear face of the holy face, and at this moment his eyes were full of long-lost softness.

Zuo Yang's chuckling eyes slowly drooped, his thick eyelashes covered the look in his eyes, and then he reached out to his neck and took the belt in Sheng Yan's slender fingers.

Yingrun's hand flipped a few times, and the fluttering clothes were tightly wound into a bow.

The night star, who had just lifted his footsteps, looked at this scene, then stopped and lowered his head.

Sheng Yan on the side withdrew his slightly stiff fingers, and then took a step back, also leaning over slightly.

The corners of Zuoyang's lips still had a chuckle, a very clear smile, as kind but detached as usual.

No longer looking at them, Zuo Yang waved the hem of his clothes with both arms, and walked towards the road in the darkness, taking away a wisp of breeze.

Only then did the Holy Face and the Night Star slowly straighten their backs, looking at the figure through the pitch-black color, the corners of their lips slightly raised.

Zuo Yang walked step by step, looking at the unchanged darkness around him, and there was no fluctuation in his heart.

Turn left and right, and finally stop outside a stone room.

The stone door of the stone chamber was not closed, and standing outside, you could clearly see the ice bed emitting cold smoke in the center of the stone chamber lingering on the figure of the man above.

years of time.

The appearance of the little boy had changed, but he was still him after all.

Approaching, looking at the man's clear face wrapped in cold smoke, Zuo Yang sighed softly.

After all these years, it's time to wake up.

It's just that......

It's just that......

When Shengyan and the Night Star arrived, what they saw was the scene of the man on the ice bed slowly opening his eyes, and when they were happy, they saw the man's confused eyes and alienated attitude.

"Who are you, my lord?" The man asked.

"You don't know me." Zuo Yang replied quietly.

"Where am I? Who am I......" The man's confused eyes scanned the surroundings, but he felt some pain in his head, and he couldn't seem to think of anything.

"Your name is Mingxi. You don't have a home. You are a dark man who seeks freedom. You're free. You're happy. Zuo Yang said word by word, as if he was expounding a life.

"Freedom? Happy ......" is it? The appeal of those two words is so powerful. And I was convinced of the life described by this adult. Freedom! Happy! What a beautiful life, it was his life.

The corners of Zuoyang's lips were slightly raised, he slowly stood up, turned his back to him, and said softly: "Lord Mingxi, now you can go and leave with your freedom, and seek your happiness!" ”

Mingxi couldn't help but be shocked when he heard that he was called an adult by Zuo Yang, who had a noble bloodline, and then closed his eyes slightly to explore his body, and slowly opened his eyes after a while, although his face was a lot calmer, he was still a little flattered.

Although he did deserve the honorific title of an adult, he would still be a little uncomfortable to be called by an adult of a higher bloodline than himself.

"Well, it's just my lord, why am I here?"

"It's just a part of your journey, you still have a long way to go." Zuo Yang's eyes looked at the void, and his voice was a little dull.

Mingxi nodded when he heard this, got up from the ice bed and got off the ground, a few steps away from Zuoyang, leaned over and said respectfully: "Mingxi leaves." ”

Zuo Yang closed his eyes and nodded slightly.

Mingxi leaned over again, for some reason he slowly raised his eyes to look at Zuo Yang, and saw that she had her eyes closed, and a faint sigh crossed his heart, whose light sigh was it?

Lowering his eyes, Mingxi immediately straightened his chest, turned around and walked towards the door of the stone room, and when he saw the holy face and the night star, he immediately leaned over slightly and said softly: "Mingxi congratulates the two adults." Resign ......"

Sheng Yan glanced at the night star who frowned slightly, and then nodded lightly to Mingxi.

Mingxi straightened his chest, took a steady step, and disappeared into the darkness step by step, never to be seen again.

The corners of Yexing's lips pursed slightly, and he walked into the secret room, looking at the quiet and independent figure, looking at her slightly locked brows, and a light sigh crossed his heart.

"He woke up ten years ago, and when he turned around with the night star, he saw him leaning against the stone chamber of the Lord and sleeping deeply."

In a word, let Zuo Yang make the final choice.

Zuo Yang raised his eyes lightly, looked at the void, and said softly, "He likes freedom very much. ”

The faint words were already mixed with determination.

Nightstar leaned over slightly, no longer speaking.

Sheng Yan looked at the figure that had disappeared in the darkness again, and prayed silently in his heart. Then he walked into the secret room, standing side by side with the night star.

Zuo Yang turned slightly, facing the ice bed, gently stroking the cold smoke above.

"You're out?"

Sheng Yan and Night Star glanced at each other, then leaned over and replied, "Yes." ”

"You got your revenge?"

“…… Not all of them have been rewarded. ”

"Can't get it?"

"Not really!" "Not really!"

The two of them replied in unison, their voices a little eager. After answering, I was shocked to lose my mind.

The corners of Zuoyang's lips raised slightly, and he said: "Don't be afraid, there will be a day, there will be a day......"

Finally one day what? She didn't finish.

There was still a chuckle on the corner of Zuoyang's lips, but he walked towards the secret room on the side with steps, until he disappeared, and the holy face and the night star did not get up.

went out to seek revenge privately, and she didn't seem to be angry.

What does it mean to have a day?

Maybe they won't understand until that day comes.

――

Again on the abrupt peak, again in the darkness of the night.

Zuo Yang faced the wind and opened his arms, as if he was about to spread his wings and fly high.

The vicissitudes of life, the white clouds and the dog, in such a long memory, she is also so relaxed, looking at this vast world. Looking back, behind me is the warm smile, the eternal promise.

Suddenly closed his eyes, a crystal teardrop slipped from the corner of his eye, and what passed was the past and past that could never be returned.

The clouds and smoke of the past fade away with the breeze......

Hehehe......

Zuo Yang stretched out his slender and plain white fingers to gently brush away the tears, opened his eyes and looked at the vast land again, everything seemed to be still in the original place, but it seemed to be different.

This is the passing of the century, the hesitation of thousands of stars.

But!

What can be done?

Those who have been worn out in the long river of history are vulnerable!

Only her, only her memory is immortal!

Actually, there will be one more!

Is he still him after he has left the past?

Is it?

She didn't know, she didn't know.

She had thought that this would be it!

But how can it be left like that?

If the beliefs and obsessions that have sustained her for centuries are left at that, how can it be proved that she is still alive?

How can we prove that the past is real despite its emptiness?

Scold......

The past still needs to be proven!

She must be the most defeated of the noble ancients!

Zuo Yang was chuckling, and the laughter echoed in the valley, like a trapped beast that could not be dispersed for a long time.

"My lord, it's windy outside, let's go back!"

Behind him, Sheng Yan's gentle voice sounded, followed by a low voice echoed by the night star.

Zuo Yang looked back, and in the night, the slender figures of the two were as ethereal as smoke, like heaven and man.

They are quietly guarding themselves.

They were showing that they cared.

It was the first time for Zuo Yang to look at them so seriously, thinking about the front and back.

That year, they made a pact.

Do they complain now?