He raised his eyes, tired of the strife in this mundane world, raised his right hand and pointed lightly, and all the fireflies swarmed to surround Ning Wutong, and a prison was erected in front of everyone.

Lazy and comfortable, like a fairy, with a wisp of grief hidden in his eyes, he said.

"Ning Wutong, I think your hundred years of loneliness are nothing more than that. It's just that the order of the Demon Venerable is difficult to disobey, otherwise I also want to help you get out of the sea of suffering, forgive me for my limited ability of Hong Ruyi, I also have my own position. If you break with that demon city, then there is nowhere to go. ”

He flicked the dust off his fingers, and layers of pity fell from his eyes. The fireflies wrapped Ning Wutong and walked towards the windowsill of the magic tower, this dark little prison devoured and imprisoned this demon city boy, and the darkness of the eternal sky would be his fateful return.

Hong Ruyi stood above the magic tower, his face was haggard, and if the task was not destroyed, the shackles on his body would not be removed. This is the punishment that the Demon Venerable has given himself, and no one can understand the loneliness for a hundred years.

The wind blew off the leaves, and listened to the tiles on the tower roll down, crackling into a series of beautiful melodies—

Beilan Laiye saw the prison forged by the fireflies, and the master locked Ning Wutong in so easily, if he insisted on fighting hard, it is estimated that the end would be the same as him.

The coolness flowed from the fingers to the backs of the hands, and down the blood to the tips of the heart.

Perhaps, that encounter with the master was an opportunity, an opportunity.

With inexplicable emotion, she squeezed out of the crowd and walked towards the bustling area of the street without hesitation.

On the top of the magic tower, Ning Wutong's voice pulled out of the abyss, groaning and roaring and unwilling, coming from the top floor of the magic tower.

"Hong Ruyi, you despicable villain, you actually used this layer of imprisonment to completely seal me here, you don't want to be happy, I will definitely compete with you."

The voice grew dimmer and deeper, until the last note could not be heard—

At this time, Hong Ruyi was dressed charmingly, standing at the top of the tower and looking at the full shadow of the magic tower from a distance, cross-legged with mixed feelings.

He didn't say anything, and he didn't want too much explanation. Yu Guang glanced at a prosperous area on the corner of the street, his little apprentice was walking towards a man, this is the foundation of beauty, a warm life, sincere freedom.

"I'm really getting more and more envious of those little young people, when will Lady Liberty come to take care of me."

Hong Ruyi leaned her arms and took the wine gourd from her waist and leaned against the corner of the tower, feeling sad.

In the city of Kyoto, at the door of a jewelry vendor, Beilan Laiye saw Lan Qi picking things there, so he followed.

Her eyes fell on a small wooden comb carved from peach blossoms, her fingertips resting on it, and a hint of shade instantly covered her body, but another pair of hands belonging to a man also grabbed the comb.

The two eyes met unexpectedly, and it became an imperfect encounter.

"Hey, hey! ~ You actually like this woman's thing like Lord Lan, it can't be Jinwu Zangjiao, right? ”

Beilan Laiye smiled, the thoughts that couldn't be hidden overflowed on his face, and the strength in his hand didn't let go at all. What she wants, she won't give to others so easily.

Lan Qi frowned, raised his eyes and saw Beilan Laiye.