The feathers of the wind are all buried, and the souls of those who have passed away are laid to rest. The scenery stands on the shore with his back hand and watches the waves roll. There is a legend among the Wind Wing Clan that water is the destination of the wind, and all the sounds of the wind will eventually fall silent, at the end of the rootless water.

The Wind Wing Clan was born by the water, and there are many valleys in the clan, and you can often hear the pleasant sound of the wind coming back and forth, which seems to tell an ancient story. He looked into the distance and listened to the murmuring of the water. The sound of the wind bypassed his ears, and he jumped mischievously at his fingertips. The eyes were a little dark, with a faint tiredness.

From yesterday to today, after the burial, Jing Yang has been standing here, never moving for a moment. He looked at the endless shore, as if he could still hear the past. Laughing and scolding, hazy and illusory. At this moment, he really felt the pain of leaving home, he no longer had a home.

The territory of the Wind Wing Clan was in a hidden place, and he slowly walked up, the sound of dragging water. With the howling wind, it is particularly harsh. It's just that it's empty, except for the cold buildings, and the blood on the ground. No more familiar faces to be seen.

The figure who slowly lowered his head in front of the palace looked so helpless. Jing Yang buried his head tightly in the crook of his arm, sobbing silently, and let out a heart-rending roar. Even the waves behind him rose and fell. Everything looks so devastated that this once warm home has been so devastated.

Once he was a prodigal son, now he is just a poor homeless man. Everything that was subverted overnight, under the witness of the big red silk, was like a blood-like imprint in the bottom of my heart.

He looked back at his hometown sadly, silently. Even though his father and queen mother are still there, he has lost everything. The price of this marriage is the provocation and warning of the demons. When the little tribesmen heard this, they all sighed and closed the doors and windows tighter. Living alone, and ignoring the world.

Even if someone asks, it's just a passing mention. Happy to live in seclusion, unwilling to stir up the dust of the world. If it is pressed, it will recuperate and recuperate, and it is unwilling to implicate the family.

Jing Yang looked at the feather of the wind in his palm, which was the mark of his birth. It is also the mark of the heir of the Wind Wing Clan, but he has always hated these, and he does not want to be trapped by authority for the rest of his life and become a person he doesn't like.

No one knows that his spells are exquisite, and the Wind Wing Clan's exercises are ninefold, the Abyss of the Wind, the Hidden Wind, the Disease of the Wind, the Ember of the Wind, the Snow of the Wind, the Feather of the Wind, the Blade of the Wind, the Feather of the Wind, and the Loneliness of the Wind. As for him, the exercises have been practiced to the peak of the seventh level, but he has not been able to enter the eighth level for a long time. He is looking for a turning point for a breakthrough, and suddenly his family changes. My mind sank again.

"Keep working with me, I'll help you with your hatred." Qianli didn't know when he appeared, and looked at him leisurely. The dilapidated image of the Wind Wing Clan she saw along the way couldn't help but make her frown. The ruthlessness of the Demon Venerable's methods far exceeded expectations.

Qingchen is alone in the demon clan, and he will inevitably be frightened, and his life will be threatened at any time. Seeing her suddenly worried look, Jing Yang narrowed her eyes a little silently, would she also worry about herself?

"That woman is so unforgettable. Do you want her to be crushed? Jing Yang asked puzzledly, although the woman in front of her was the emperor, the noble person of this god realm. What's more, by chance, she found the power of the ancients, and the people of the divine realm respected her and feared her, but they never understood her.

"There is only life and death between me and her, as long as you are willing to cooperate with me. I can help you with the power of the ancients. As far as I know, you have not broken through the eighth level of your exercises for a long time, and if you have the help of the ancient powers, you will definitely be able to break through. "Shallow and determined, she is unprecedentedly confident. It's just that the hatred in his eyes makes Jing Yang's heart slightly uncomfortable.

This feeling of being at the mercy of others, he didn't want to try. He wanted to open his mouth and refused, but the woman didn't give him a chance.

"You and I are now husband and wife, and I will not treat you harshly. If you don't agree, the demons won't let go of the remnants of the Wind Wing Clan. You tell me? ”

Jing Yang's mind flashed the shallow gaze at the time of the wedding banquet, and it seemed that he had an ambiguous relationship with the demon envoy. If Emperor Ji colludes with the Demon Clan to fight against the Wind Wing Clan, the remaining forces of the Wind Wing Clan are too weak to withstand another blow.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and smiled, "Emperor Ji is willing to help, which is naturally a blessing for the scenery." If you brush the emperor's good intentions, you will be sorry for the emperor's alluring appearance. Jing Yang thanked him first. ”

"That's it. Don't forget your promise, we're here to stay. ”

Jing Yang didn't say anything, the man named Qingchen heard that he was once a wine fairy in the god realm. How did he fall into the demon realm and become a messenger of the demon realm, opposing the god realm. Shallow, graceful, and dusty, what kind of entanglement do the three of them have? When he clarifies it, it may be another turning point.

had no choice but to return to the divine realm, the father was still cultivating, and the queen mother was also hit, sometimes sober and sometimes confused. Now he is the only one in the entire Wind Wing Clan who can bear it, this sudden accident. Disrupted all his layouts.

Asali was undoubtedly clever and chose him as an ally. It's just that he is beautiful, and he has never been a loser. Now she is his nominal wife, but she is thinking about others. This debt will have to be collected sooner or later.

As for the reconstruction of the Wind Wing Clan, there are a lot of things, and he still needs time to sort it out, so he can only live in the Heavenly Palace temporarily, on the one hand, to take care of his father and queen mother, and on the other hand, to recruit people with the help of the Divine Realm forces to collect the remnants of the Wind Wing Clan. Rebuild the Windwings.

My father had sent a thousand members of the Wind Wing Clan to the mortal world a few months ago, and now they are scattered all over the world. The demons slaughtered the Wind Wing Clan. The remaining bloodline will not be spared, and the top priority is to recall the Wind Wing Clan. Jointly reorganize the affairs of the family. Avoid more casualties.

The Wind Wing King woke up faintly, looked at Jing Yang who was thinking about it with his eyes down, and sighed, "Jing Yang, how is the situation of the Wind Wing Clan?" Those who are out of the country, can they be recalled? ”

Jing Yang woke up suddenly, saw that the Wind Wing King was much older, and helped him put on a pillow. Holding his hand, "Father, the children will definitely find them." You can recuperate with peace of mind first, and you don't have to worry about the affairs of the clan. ”

The Wind Wing King looked at this rebellious child, who suddenly grew up overnight. In the past, he would only contradict himself, and he would have nothing to do all day long. Now he has suddenly become well-behaved and docile, and his eyebrows are full of sorrow. He suddenly felt a little unbearable.

"You've grown up." With just one word, Jing Yang's clenched hand loosened again. "Father, drink the medicine."

He picked up the medicine cup and carefully cooled the temperature. Gently scoop up a spoonful of the decoction and wait until it is half warm before handing it to the person on the bed.

"I know you don't like it, but the Wind Wing Clan has suffered this catastrophe. Your mother is weak, and I am seriously ill now, so I can only rely on you. The helplessness and sadness in the tone, the scenery is heard in the ears and remembered in the heart.

"Father, this is the child's willingness. In the past, it was a child who was ignorant, and you were bothered. Now is also the time for Jing Yang to take responsibility, and his father must not worry. ”

The Windwing King nodded in relief and fell back asleep. The young man changed his previous uninhibited temperament and became much calmer. Carefully inquired about the news of the world, cooperated with the divine realm, recruited the children of the Wind Wing Clan, and regrouped.

The days passed slowly, and Wanyu had been staying quietly in the Fangyu Palace, and even the Prison War Hall did not go often. The sky was getting colder, and she heard that the demon world was provoking that day, and she also heard that the demon venerable had sent a prayer.

grinded the prisoner to follow, but was pointed out by the prisoner war. Since returning from the prison war, he has been busy. And when she woke up and thought about all the things in her dreams, she was a little helpless. Those memories are coincidences, or are they simple dreams? She was a little unsure.

I was bored in the Fangyu Palace, watching the days get colder and colder day by day.

The robe had already been made, but she still hesitated again and again, and finally put the robe in the box. The best mink fur, embroidery is a stitch and a thread of her own hand-sewn two dragon play beads.

No one knew what the meeting between the Chixia Divine Monarch and the Prisoner War Lord and the Demon Venerable had said that day, and the two of them went out lightly and came back with a calm face. It's like frost in winter.

After searching for a long time, it was in vain, and Wanyu could only give up. I heard that the Lord of the Warriors and the Divine Monarch have been busy these days, and it seems that they are discussing important matters. It's just that the gods are up and down as usual.

There was no news from the Demon Realm, and the informant she had planted in the Demon Realm had disappeared unconsciously. The Divine Monarch came out of retreat for a few days, and his residence was full of people all day long, and all of them were cultivators above the gods.

In the prison battle hall, the fairy heron returns. She was re-sent by the Queen Mother of the West, saying that she needed a caring person by the side of the lord. The heron used to be the goddess's mount and served the goddess's daily life. Being familiar with these things can also be reassuring.

Lord Va's thought about it again and again and agreed, and when Wanyu first heard it, she just smiled. After all, they had a past, and it was only natural for the Lord to take care of her mount.

It's just that the bottom of my heart is slightly astringent, and the figure I look forward to every day, but I don't step into this courtyard one day, and I become more and more lonely.

"Ah Zhan, did I do something wrong? Why have you been hiding from me for so long? She pushed the door open and saw the man standing in the middle of the court, looking at the withered hibiscus flowers and losing his mind.

A familiar voice rang out, and she stepped into the courtyard. The small flowers on the skirt were scattered and scattered, and he looked slightly sideways at the falling flowers all over the ground, just in time to meet the gaze of the prisoner, deep and gentle.

"I haven't avoided you, it's just that there have been too many things lately that I don't have time to look at you." He explained carefully, and the woman's lowered eyelashes fluttered slightly. Seeing that he was thinly dressed, he took a robe out of nowhere and put it on him.

"You made it yourself?"

"yes, it looks just right. But the cuffs are tighter, I'll help you change them another day. ”

Looking at his new clothes, he lifted her chin. Hands around her waist, staring into her beautiful eyes. There, is his starry sky. "It's just tighter, and you don't have to change it. The deity loved it. ”

"Let's change it, or you'll be uncomfortable."

"Ayu, where am I willing to let you be tired. In this way, I am very happy, you see, the deity is more handsome in the robe you sewn with your own hands. ”

"You take it off first, and I'll change it for you. Soon it will be fine. Wanyu smiled and took off her robe for him, and began to carefully handle the position of the cuffs. He looked at her with a shallow smile, focused and serious.