The sea of clouds rolls, the cliff is endless, and the white expanse makes people can't help but feel worried, as if there is a giant dragon rolling and flying in it, the scenery is beautiful, but it can make people crush their bones.

On the edge of the cliff, a man in a purple and black silver robe stood in front for a long time, his black hair was not brought up by the whistling wind to cause any ripples, and the whole person was like a stone tablet standing here, which inexplicably made people awe and look up, but from behind, the generous and resolute back was a little lonely and lonely.

The afterglow of Luoxia fell on his side face, handsome and bewitching, but anyone who saw it would feel cold unconsciously, just because those black eyes were too cold, that kind of coldness, as if as long as it was touched slightly, even if it was just air, it would be pierced in an instant, too intimidating, and too quiet and weird.

The plain white gauze skirt skirt was gently dragged over the gravel on the ground, but it was not stained with dust at all, and it was still as white as new.

The woman walked towards the man on the edge of the road with an expressionless face, looking at the man's back without any fluctuations, if she really had to barely find it from the bottom of her eyes, she probably only had awe.

The woman holds a golden-red wooden staff about one person high, on the wooden staff, carved with many complicated Chinese, it looks a little rune, on the wooden staff, there is also a tender green vine, with tender green leaves, as if alive, and the top of one end of the wooden staff, inlaid with a seven-colored crystal ball about the size of two fists, surrounded by a variety of unknown exotic gems inlaid to form the bottom of the crystal ball, and then vertically inlaid with three small beads of different colors, only revealing the general bead surface.

The whole wooden staff emitted a faint light, and at a glance it was clear that it was not ordinary, gorgeous and holy, and most importantly, in the center of the crystal ball, there seemed to be a small baby the size of a fist, curled up, sleeping sweetly, with four small wings in the shape of small transparent leaves hanging on its milky white back.

"Master." The woman walked a meter behind the man and stopped, her voice not showing any emotion, like uh-huh, wait.

If anyone who had lived in the Yanguo Palace was here, they would have been surprised to recognize that this woman was exactly the same as the queen who had been executed and had a violent corpse.

Emperor Zetian didn't react at all, but the wooden staff in the woman's hand seemed to have more invisible silk threads, floating full of them, and floated in front of Di Zetian.

Emperor Zetian gently held the wooden staff, his eyes fluctuated slightly with some unreadable emotions, and he looked at the wooden staff silently, and after a long time, he sighed softly, stretched out his hand, and then let go without hesitation.

The wooden staff that was originally held fell straight into the sea of clouds like a stone with a broken thread, and soon there was no trace.

But the woman behind him, watching the wooden staff fall, bit her lip fiercely, with a trace of pain, a trace of incomprehension, a trace of confusion, and a trace of relief in her eyes.

There was another silent silence, the sun had completely disappeared from the horizon, and in the distance, only a glimmer of darkness could be seen, and stars faintly appeared in the sky.

Di Zetian looked at the bright stars above his head, with a bit of amazement in his eyes, and muttered to himself in a deep voice, "He should already be in the Immortal Sword Gate at this moment." ”

The woman behind was silent and hesitated, and couldn't help but ask, "Master, since you are reluctant, why do you want to ......" For this man, it is too mysterious, so mysterious that she doesn't understand any of his actions and thoughts at all.

This man, who obviously has the ability and financial resources to conquer the world, treats those things as sand, manipulates a catastrophe with clouds and rain, and plays with everyone in the palm of his hand, but he can withdraw at will when he is about to succeed.

And now, he did not hesitate to abandon the holy relics that were constantly being fought for by the world.

This man's personality is uncertain and domineering, but he is chasing after Yun Feiyang, who has always rejected him, using both rigidity and softness, but when the relationship between the two has improved, he has let the person leave, although he is obviously reluctant.

She really didn't understand what this man wanted, what he wanted to do, it felt as if he was just bored playing time.

In the year he was with Yun Feiyang, at least he was like a person, he would be angry, laugh, fight, calculate, and persecute, but as soon as Yun Feiyang left, he was like a stone without a heart, cold and ruthless.

He didn't know the background of this man, and he didn't know who else was around him, because since following him, she hadn't seen anyone with him, even just an attendant, and Yun Feiyang was still an exception, and now this exception is gone.

The only thing she knew was the blood of this man and her, who had a glance, and the blood that belonged to Tianluo.

The woman thought in a trance.

I've known this man for years, probably ten years.

Ten years ago, when she was in her prime, she was taken by the emperor, made her a concubine, and lived in the cage-like crown, and then, this man appeared in her bedroom inexplicably as if no one was around.

Then, for her to awaken the memory of the saintess that had been passed down, she would always remember that night, and she had a long, long dream, in which the happy smiling faces were all stained with snow in the blink of an eye, and the dead eyes were full of deep hatred.

The cruel and merciless slaughter of the night made her shudder, and hatred was as fast as the air that permeated her heart, and it was as if she had experienced such chaos herself.

made her change from a daughter of the deep palace who was still a little ignorant and melancholy, to a woman with deep hatred.

After the destruction of the Tianluo tribe, she will not forget the hideous faces in her dreams, so she wants to take revenge, avenge the people of Tianluo, and let those who are guilty get the punishment they deserve, although they are no longer there, but there are no descendants.

When the Tianluo tribe disappeared overnight, no one knows how many corpses were filled in that beautiful lake.

Originally, it was just hospitable and kind, but I didn't want to lure the wolf into the room, all the friendships were just a conspiracy, and a few of the people in the mastermind were the royal families of Chu, Zhao, Lu, Li, Yan, Shelley, Yan, and Yu.

Tianluo's bloody case, the hatred without redemption, she doesn't know how long the man has been arranged, but she has spent ten years, in the game, and finally started, and forced those people to kill each other, one by one will taste the consequences, as a result, when she was about to receive the results, she withdrew like this, to be honest, she was very unwilling and didn't understand.

But she didn't dare to ask, but at the same time, she was also relieved to stop it, because she knew that if she didn't do it, there would be more innocent people who would be sacrificed because of this, and there were still the closest and most important people to her now, she was actually contradictory.

At that time, Qiu Feng asked her why she did this, it was not that she didn't say it at that time, but that she didn't know that in the past ten years, many times, she couldn't even tell who she was.

"Will be back." Just when she thought it was another silent answer, she heard Di Zetian's soft voice, which was very ethereal.

Emperor Zetian was still looking at the night sky, but his hand was gently caressing his throat, as if he thought of something, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and some flames rose in his originally indifferent eyes, mixed with a little soft pampering and indulgence.

This place was supposed to have a tooth mark.

Thinking of that person's awkward appearance, I couldn't help but feel better.

Yun Feiyang, I gave you a chance, but you don't want it, if that day, you can really bite to the end and end my life, then it will really be a hundred, but why should you be soft-hearted.

Time is a weapon, too long, too painful and too lonely.

Two hundred years, he lived two hundred years, and he has been wandering in that loneliness for two hundred years.

In those previous hours, he used for revenge.

He had been living for the resurrection since he had fled the slaughter with the holy relics, and his greatest hope was to completely purify those countries, and he did not do anything while the enemy was still alive.

In those years, he used the vitality of the scepter to nourish and survive, in order to wait, and when those countries were rich and prosperous, he would trample these things under his feet when they were at their most prosperous.

But the time was too long, he didn't want to wait, lonely or, let him feel like he was suffering, so when he found the descendant of the saintess who escaped with him back then, he also started his plan, from the defeat of the Murong family to the prosperity of the Murong family, to Murong Yun's entry into the palace, everything was arranged by her.

Including Murong Yun's so-called inheritance memory, it was just his hypnosis, he just wanted to end these quickly, revenge is like his mission, for two hundred years, for this mission, he even hated Tianluo, why should he leave this mission to him.

He wanted to escape this lonely life as soon as possible.

Originally, he thought that he would feel a little happy when he started to take revenge, but he found that not only did he not feel the slightest pleasure, but he felt more and more bored and bored, maybe he really lived too long.

It was an accident to meet Yun Feiyang, it was really just an accident, at first I just thought he was funny, and then I started to be attracted. At first, it was just because of the loneliness on Yun Feiyang's body, which made him feel as if he had found the same person as himself, and wanted to get close to him and see his emotions, but then he was a little uncontrollable.

However, this loss of control made his dead heart come alive, and he had excitement, because he had a goal he wanted to chase, so that he would not be so boring and depressed.

The one-year appointment with Yun Feiyang was originally just a period he gave to that fun, and he thought that one year was enough time for him to lose interest in this person.

But I don't want to, this year, but it made him sink even more, and then, I understood my heart, and wanted to hold him firmly in my hands, a person's life is too boring, and it just so happened that this person appeared, so he wouldn't let go.

Enjoy, Jan, enjoy your freedom, but I don't have much time for you.

The holy relic has been discarded, his life will not be extended any longer, he doesn't want to waste any more time between the two of them, and it is also good to have someone to accompany him to old age.

In the mountains behind the Fairy Sword Gate, as if he felt something, Yun Feiyang, who was originally meditating, suddenly opened his eyes.

Then he frowned, as if he had reacted, rubbing his eyebrows weakly, only feeling very tired, he couldn't meditate.

"Feiyang, the heart is not quiet, no matter how much you force it, it is useless, it is better to travel outside, or go to find Qiu Feng, it will be much better than thinking about it here now." Juggernaut's deep voice rang out.

Yun Feiyang turned his head to look at the white-haired old man who was meditating with his eyes closed on the big stone, and closed his eyes in pain, "Tu'er, it's okay." ”

"Alas, why are you pushing yourself, people have to do what they want, and swordsmanship has to do what they want, you can't let go, you can't untie it, after all, there will be no breakthrough, and dodging can't solve anything."

"Master, I just want to be quiet." Yun Feiyang lowered his head and closed his eyes weakly, yes, he just wanted to be quiet, but what Shizun said was also right, he was escaping, escaping the feeling in his heart, escaping the reality he didn't want to face, escaping the past, whether it was for Xiaofeng or that person.

The Juggernaut opened his eyes and sighed inwardly as he looked at his pained expression.

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Oh also, the old emperor appeared, I like the role of the old emperor a lot, an old monster who has lived for two hundred years, a big pervert with a twisted heart and personality, hehe, but I just like it so much, so I add Yang Yang who was treated badly by my own mother.

As for the queen, let her live, on the one hand, let her repent forever for the deceased people of the Murong family, and on the other hand, she will have a connection with Murong Qiufeng in Feiyang's story in the future, and it is interesting to be a big family, if it is just Yang Yang and the old emperor, it will be a little boring.

Moreover, the queen is actually very innocent, she was just grafted by the old emperor into his hatred and distorted heart, in such a situation, it is actually very rare to be able to think about Murong Qiufeng and Murong Qiuyun at some time, so don't hate him.