Jiang Xuan lifted the curtain of the tent and looked in the direction of the red light in the west.

The red light had been hanging in the sky for three days, and it had risen out of nowhere, but when it drooped, it turned into a dozen tassel-like traces scattered in all directions, extremely dazzling.

He likes to watch the scenery in the sky outside the cloud hall, the clouds of the Red River for many years are endlessly changing, as soon as the wind comes, the flowing clouds will turn into lions, tigers, or dragons, and a large group of burning horses are galloping, and the saffron clouds behind them are chasing them, often looking at it, he will laugh silently, but at a certain moment, he will always feel a little lost, he looks at those flowing clouds and red clouds, and always feels that something is missing, but what is missing?

But he couldn't say it, as the head of the cloud palace's personal guards, he had only one task, and that was to protect the safety of the demon clan princes.

Yes, Demon Princes.

The demon king has not been born for a long time, and there are more than a dozen future princes in the cloud hall, who are the best selected from the bloodlines of various clans, they live in the Honghe Cloud Palace, learn the way of the demon king's governance, be diligent and diligent, and one of the things I hope most is that I can stand out one day, and then get the approval of the old ancestral hall of the demon clan, successfully ascend the throne, and bow down to the world.

However, this dream has been carried out for a long time, but no one has been able to succeed.

The people of the Ancestral Hall of the Sect never seem to take them seriously, and every assessment is hastily passed, so that their careful preparation has become a one-man show, and gradually, this cloud hall has also become an idle place, and few people will do their best for a certain assessment.

Cloud Palace, the highest royal palace in the Red River. The closest place to the sky.

And in this place, Jiang Xuan, who likes to see the scenery, can always find more different places.

He looked back. Looking at the teenager sitting on the baring in a daze.

"Minglang, what are you looking at today?"

Jiang Xuan, dressed in armor and heroic, strode over, and gently patted the crossbar, waking up the young man in a daze.

"Ahh The young man sitting on the crossbar looked up sharply and looked at Jiang Xuan's smiling face. Breathing a sigh of relief, "Scared me to death, I thought..."

The young man's eyebrows were extremely handsome. It's just that his eyes are a little dull, and when he saw Jiang Xuan's playful face, he stopped his next words.

"Why?" Jiang Xuan asked closer, his eyes full of smiles.

This young man is one of the princes of the Cloud Palace. The last one came. The relationship with the previous children is not very good, often alone in a daze, rarely talking, even Jiang Xuan only recently found out that this child is the same as him, he likes to hold his knees and look at the flowing clouds and red glow in the sky.

"Why? Don't worry, there will be no one from the sect elder today, I have already received orders. ”

Jiang Xuan laughed, patted the young man's shoulder and said. "What, don't like them coming?"

The boy's eyes flashed. There was a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, but it was a very small arc.

"Don't speak!" Jiang Xuan frowned, jumped and sat on the railing, and said on his knees, "How many times have I told you, there are more princes in the Cloud Palace, you are so unknown, how can you come out, if you are ignorant of everyone, in the end, you will be exiled to the abyss, and they will not pity you." ”

The young man stared blankly at the red glow in the sky, ignoring Jiang Xuan's words.

The handsome side face became more and more beautiful under the halo of the glow, and Jiang Xuan sighed deeply when he saw his indifferent appearance.

"Look." The young man suddenly spoke, his voice was very small, but Jiang Xuan turned his head and listened carefully.

The boy pointed to the red light in the west and whispered, "Someone is back." ”

Jiang Xuan was stunned, looking at the dozen or so tassel-like traces of the red side's drooping, his heart suddenly trembled a little, he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, so that he didn't notice when the young man left.

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The Cloud Palace is on the Red River, has a very important position, there have been fifteen generations of demon kings here, each of them is amazing, the main hall of the Cloud Palace, and their portraits, those pairs of wise eyes through the mottled portraits, seem to be able to see into the depths of the hearts of everyone who looks directly at their eyes.

Minglang rarely goes to the main hall because he doesn't like to look into the eyes of those people.

He left the square, walking slowly, and in the grand hall, he chose the path that was rarely inhabited, and walked towards his room.

Unlike other princes, he rarely uses this special status to show off his might.

In the Cloud Palace, the most inconspicuous person is him.

He tilted his head sideways, looking at the red light in the sky, and his steps couldn't help but quicken, he was going to meet someone now. That person was very important to him, and he would like to respect him as a teacher if he could, but, many times, he was wishful thinking.

In the silent hall, the guards lined up, and walked into his residence in a bright and soft voice, and then went straight to the study, opened the mechanism, and a door opened to him.

He walked in, and in the darkness the man was still asleep.

"Teacher?" He shouted cautiously, his eyebrows full of respect.

The man was still lying on the rudimentary wooden bed, silent.

Minglang looked at his back, and didn't speak, he found a corner, sat down, and looked at the dim secret room in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Time passed, the man occasionally had some movements to turn over, the boy would always wake up because of these movements, and then look at the past very happily, but after the man turned over, he still closed his eyes, never paid attention to him, Minglang was not discouraged, he sat quietly in the corner, like a lonely wolf cub, carefully looking at everything he was concerned about.

The man has a very good-looking face, even with his eyes closed, the elegance between his eyebrows is rarely matched.

The young man opened a pair of eyes, from a daze to curiosity, his crystal eyes stared at the man's facial features, stretched out his hands, and gently traced on the ground, stroke by stroke, extremely serious, as if he had found some kind of fun, he lowered his head, imprinted the man's face in his mind, and began to draw.

The sound of gentle friction sounded in the dim secret room, and Ming Lang drew seriously, and naturally he didn't see the man's open eyes.

"What are you doing here?"

The man's voice was a little hoarse, but it sounded with a different kind of charm.

Minglang's hand shook and he hurriedly stood up, like a schoolboy who had done something wrong, he lowered his head, his lips pursed, and he didn't know what he was saying.

The man looked at him quietly and said, "Isn't today the day of the assessment?" How did you get here? ”

Minglang raised his head, smiled shyly, and said softly, "Jiang Xuan said, they won't come today." ”

The man's brows furrowed slightly, and the young man's heart lifted up and asked, "Teacher, what happened?" (To be continued......)