For a moment, his mind turned pale, and he felt like his world had become silent. All the surrounding scenery scattered, and there were only the words printed on the scroll in black: In 2220 AD, An Tiankuo caused a dispute between the gods and demons because of his self-respect for his army, and wanted to establish himself as the king, and was executed by the demon king Yue Xuan......

"Demon Saint, what's wrong with you?" Seeing An Lengyao's expression, the demon soldier couldn't help but be a little worried.

An Lengyao came back to his senses and tried to keep himself as if nothing had happened: "This thing...... Where did it come from, and why haven't I seen it in the Library before? ”

"I, the Demon Sage, don't you know, not all the documents here are available for reference, and some are specially managed by the Demon Queen, but she said a few days ago that some historical records are not very important because they are old, so we let them destroy them." The Demon Soldier explained respectfully.

An Lengyao didn't ask any further, he knew that the library pavilion was an important place, and there was also some information in it related to the rise and fall of the demon realm, so the demon soldiers in charge of cleaning and guarding here were not literate, so that the demon queen could safely let them enter and leave this room.

His expression was a little dazed, in fact, if at this time, he took a closer look at the expressions of the demon soldiers, he would find that several of them also looked slightly unnatural, and in addition, the scroll just now looked like it was newly printed from the paper, and it was not obvious that it had been some years at all, and all this happened a little strangely.

It's a pity that An Lengyao at this time is no longer as delicate as he is on weekdays. Indeed, as long as he encounters something related to An Tiankuo, he will lose his sense of proportion. What's more, he couldn't believe it, and he couldn't believe that Yue Ming, who had accompanied him for thousands of days and nights and was called a good brother for life, would be the son of his father-killing enemy.

He didn't pay any more attention to the group of demon soldiers, and stumbled all the way back to his room.

An Lengyao closed the door with a "snap" and couldn't help but fall to the ground.

"No, something must have gone wrong, how could this be?" He muttered to himself. Although a few days ago, he had vaguely guessed in his heart that Yue Ming had something to do with it, but when the truth was revealed, his first reaction was not to hate Yue Ming to the core, but to resent that he had been friends with the enemy's son for many years. Instead, he tried his best to find an excuse in his mind to clear up this fact for Yue Ming.

He covered his cheeks in pain, he really didn't want to believe that this was the truth, the friendship between the two of them was obviously such a beautiful existence.

"No, I don't believe it's the truth." An Lengyao cried out in pain.

From their first encounter as a child, to the fact that they became friends, to the place where Yue Ming gave him shelter, to the young man who protected himself again and again, and even did not hesitate to confront Yin Qianluo...... In that scene, it was all the smiling young man, warming his originally lonely and cold heart with friendship. Although Yue Ming is the demon king, he has never ordered him anything as a king, and the friendship between the two of them has not been hindered by the discussion of others and the huge gap in status, but like a glass of mellow red wine, exuding a stronger and stronger aroma in the quiet passage of time.

He had never told Yue Ming how important this friendship was to him. Because in his gloomy life, after the loss of his family and loved ones, the only warm scene he can have is this friendship.

He once relied on his belief in friendship to break out of the illusion of the divine realm......

Dreamland? An Lengyao was stunned for a moment, and instantly thought of the man in black-Liangcheng. He still remembered that he and Yue Ming were still young, and it would have been easy for that person to kill them, but that person still let them go, and pointed out the whereabouts of Lingzhi for Yue Ming......

He suddenly remembered the conversation he had with Liangcheng in the cave many years ago:

"An Lengyao, since you value this friendship so much, will you be desperate to maintain it?"

"Yes."

"You answered so thoughtlessly, didn't you ever think that one day, your mind would change?"

……

Back then, he didn't understand why Liang Cheng would ask him such a question, but now he suddenly realized. That man was afraid that at that time, he would have already known everything through the illusion, right?

At this moment, he decided to go to that cave to find Liangcheng again, and he asked Liangcheng to tell him the whole truth. He has been immersed in the abyss of avenging his father and seeking the truth for so many years, this time, he wants to understand everything clearly, and he also wants to verify whether Yue Ming is the son of his enemy.

An Lengyao did not delay any longer, but set off immediately, he didn't tell anyone, and chose a desolate path out of the demon world.

In the past few years, under the guidance of Ye Lian, his skills have already been greatly defeated, and he is anxious to reach his destination as soon as possible, this originally not short journey was completed in less than two hours.

The cave in front of me seems to be the same as it was back then, and time has not left any traces here. But things are people, and it is difficult to find the old after all.

He didn't want to think about it any more, but walked quickly into the cave.

He hadn't gone far enough before the surroundings grew bright, and a black figure stood not far away, looking at him as if he had known he was coming.

An Lengyao walked over quickly: "Brother Liang, forgive me for disturbing you." I'm An Lengyao, do you remember me? ”

Liangcheng is still dressed in black, making it impossible to see his face covered by black gauze: "Long time no see." He replied softly, his tone still cold and indifferent.

"Brother Liang, I came today to ask you......" An Lengyao couldn't help but clench his hands, he found that when the truth was about to come out, he couldn't bear to ask. For a moment, he couldn't help but think that if the mystery was revealed, it would affect his friendship with Yue Ming, and he was willing to be kept in the dark for the rest of his life. But immediately he rejected the idea, and if he did, he would be so sorry for his dead father.

Liang Cheng looked at the person in front of him and couldn't help but sigh softly: "After all, you still know." ”

"It turns out that all this is true, the more he ......" An Lengyao's words were in his throat for a while, "He is really the son of my enemy...... The person who killed my father was Yue Xuan......" He originally had a lot of illusions in his heart, and he originally thought that there might be room for maneuver in the matter, and maybe there was something else to hide, maybe there was something else. But now, Liang Cheng's words have extinguished all his hopes.

"Brother Liang, tell me all the things here, okay?" He pleaded, he didn't want to be like a fool who didn't know anything more. has been chasing the enemy for more than ten years, but he never knows that the enemy's son is by his side and is his best friend.

"I ......" Liang Cheng hesitated a little, he naturally understood An Lengyao's desire to know the facts, but he also knew that once this young man understood everything, then there was really no chance to turn back.

"Brother Liang, don't hide it from me anymore. My life has been hidden for more than ten years so far, let me sober up once. An Lengyao said softly.

Liang Cheng looked at An Lengyao, and he realized that this matter really couldn't be hidden anymore, and now this kid already knew so much. Even if you don't tell him the cause and effect of this story, you can't undo the situation after all.

So, Liang Cheng finally raised his hands, and a picture scroll composed of seven stars slowly unfolded in front of the two, and the people and things inside appeared in it. Those unknown past events finally reappeared in front of An Lengyao one by one at this moment, with the appearance of this illusion......

Ten years ago.

It was a snowy and rainy night, and through the narrow window, the lightning outside flickered and shone through the dimly lit cell. An Tiankuo knew that this was the last night of his life. Early tomorrow morning, he will go to the execution ground.

He couldn't help but smile, even though he was already depressed at this time, there was still a kind of arrogance all over his body. It seems that he should have been born to be a proud king, not a prisoner.

Until this moment, he has no remorse in his heart, and if he were to do it all over again, he would still choose such a path without hesitation. His concept of life has always been only one: even if he loses badly behind him, don't be a contented person from the beginning.

He listened to the sound of raindrops falling outside and couldn't help but think back to his life. He couldn't help but think hard, it seemed that he had struggled in the whirlpool of power, fame and fortune all his life, and there was nothing really worth his happiness. It's just that there is only one exception, and that is his adopted child, An Lengyao. Obviously, at the beginning, he just wanted to train him to be his right-hand man, and who else would be more reassuring than raising him from childhood to adulthood? But later, he couldn't bear to look at the child's pure smile. How can such a child who calls him "Daddy" and trusts himself wholeheartedly bear to raise him to be a ruthless subordinate?

An Tiankuo was born with little affection, and all the friendships in the world have never been able to enter his heart, and even Yue Xuan has been promoting him for many years, and even talking to him about friendship, he is just regarded as a play. In this world, how can there be so many pure feelings, everyone is just taking what they need for their own interests.

But only in the face of such an innocent child, he really fell in love. He really unconsciously regarded him as his son, gave him the best of everything, and refused to let him suffer. An Tiankuo held An Lengyao in the palm of his hand, even though he was caught in the whirlpool of power struggle, he still couldn't bear to defile this child. For this reason, he was unwilling to tell An Lengyao his true identity, unwilling to let him understand these fame, fortune and power too early, and even unwilling to teach him spells too early.