That sword is an ancient artifact with the same powerful mana as the Kongtong Mirror, what is the name, Du Yuanyuan didn't pay attention to it. It seems that with it, you can cut off everything in the world.

He looked at the sword on the table with a blank look, it was very gorgeous and complicated, if it was before, he would have jumped up and was ecstatic, but now, he couldn't arouse any interest at all.

Dull. All of a sudden, life becomes aimless.

Donghua chattered endlessly, sighing, and felt sorry for him. Say what is good, why are you suffering and so on. Du Yuanyuan didn't say a word, and his hand gently stroked the blade, "Zifeng, hehe." ”

I don't know where the demon knife is now, where it has fallen, or if it is with Qingye.

In the dark, he hoped that the demon sword could be with him, and in that case, he would feel better.

Bai Wei, Qiantu. He silently recited their names in the back of his heart, and the feeling was indescribable.

Have you all thought about it from the beginning?

Only, I don't know.

Only, I realized it later.

Good bye. Yes, we'll see you again. Wait for me.

Horseshoe bells, jars, and gunsmoke set the destiny of heaven.

Time passed quietly, and it seemed extraordinarily long.

Day by day, Du Yuan gradually calmed down and gradually became silent.

Every day, he would drink a glass of sake, and then look at the light golden mark on his eyebrows in the reflection of the wine bottle. It was still in the shape of a flame, but the colors of ice and fire were gone, and instead became the brightest color of the sun.

Is this also providential? He smiled wryly.

After the Emperor of Heaven went into hiding, the Heavenly Court became very quiet. The left and right generals were dead, and Fu Lingxiao's remnants saw that the leader was going west, and soon defected. Although Du Yuanyuan is not a bright master, but for them, if they don't let go of all kinds of dissatisfaction in their hearts, that is, there is no eyewater, at this time the wind direction has changed, the chess game of rights has been reshuffled, it is time to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and return to the new master.

Most of the people are still smart and aware of current affairs, only a few are still stubborn, and they were killed silently without using Du Yuan's words.

Three hundred years was a long time, and he had to learn to be patient and wait.

No matter how difficult and lonely it is.

He always believed that Qingye was still alive.

Because, he said, he wants to see it with his own eyes.

The days passed day by day under the golden sunshine, and gradually, Du Yuanyuan also had a group of his own henchmen, and now his whole person has calmed down, no longer has any impulsiveness and irrationality, everything is done with a clear eye and a careful mind.

People really change.

Whenever he went alone to the land of the empty island where Feitian disappeared, he would talk to himself to the void for a while, because he also believed that Feitian could hear it.

Later, Du Yuanyuan simply put his palace aside and ran to the mirror image he had constructed. Everything, he did it very low-key, just silently faded out of everyone's sight, only occasionally when something happened, he would come out of the mirror empty city, and after dealing with things, he quietly went back.

Because of his silence, everyone was unpredictable about him, but he was even more cautious and respectful. In the next two hundred years, the heavenly court has been stable, since that war, it seems that the heavens and the earth have been silent since then, think about it, the darkness has gone, the ghost world has become a ruin, and all the beings in the demon world have fallen from the cliff to the bottomless darkness, and the heavenly realm no longer has any threat.

It's all gone, and it's a thing of the past.

Du Yuanyuan lived alone in the empty city, and the entire city was the reflection of the palace above, only he could see and only he could enter. This is also thanks to the Kongtong Mirror, so that he can get out of the sight of the crowd and be alone, but not away from the red dust.

These days are lonely, but they are quiet, his heart is like water, but he has never stopped one thing, that is, he misses the green night. He was worried about him all the time, and I don't know what happened to him now. It's a pity that Du Yuanyuan has no way to find out his news, only such silent prayers and concerns.

He can't even get out of the Heavenly Palace now, let alone anything else, and from time to time, he will have an impulsive thought, wanting to desperately break through the barrier and rush to the ghost world to take a look, but reason makes him press, he can't lose his life, and only now does he understand that his life is so precious.

More than 200 years of time, the vicissitudes of the sea, the three words of Mo Qingye, are as far away as the stars in the sky, but they have never dimmed and brightened.

Just when Du Yuan was counting the days with his fingers, on that day, a person suddenly came to him.

When he came out of the empty city without hurrying, it was said that this man had been waiting outside for three days and three nights.

At the moment when he saw the comer, Du Yuan was stunned for a long time, not shocked, nor confused, but the long-lost warmth. The joy of seeing the deceased.

"Furong Jun ......" for a long time before he gently spit out these three words.

Furong Jun is still the same, her eyebrows are delicate, the corners of her mouth are faintly smiling, and she said with a little teasing, "It's really difficult to see you now." ”

"Where's the word?" Du Yuanyuan smiled, retreated, and invited Furong Jun to the seat and said, "I didn't know that you would come suddenly, if you knew, I wouldn't have sent someone to pick it up earlier." After a pause, he sighed, and said a little bitterly, "My days are like years." ”

Furong-kun didn't say anything, but looked at him fixedly, "I haven't seen you for more than two hundred years, and it's been so long." ”

"Uh-huh." Du Yuanyuan pursed his lower lip, "I can't get out again, so I can only endure in order to save my life." ”

Furong-kun looked at him for another moment, and said lightly, "Don't worry, he's good." ”

"What!" Du Yuanyuan jumped up from the chair, "You saw him?" ”

Furong-kun shook her head silently, "No, but I received a letter from him." ”

"Where? Show me. "Du Yuanyuan simply can't wait.

Unexpectedly, Furong Jun was hesitant, and seemed reluctant to show him the letter, so he hesitated and said, "After you read it, don't think about it." ”

Du Yuan didn't have time to think about that, when he almost snatched the letter from Furong Jun's hand, and then his eyes lit up, sure enough, it was a green night, and his signature was upright on the envelope.

He read it at a glance, and then a touch of loss appeared on his face, and in the whole letter, Qingye didn't even mention him at all, but just said peace to Furong, saying that he was all right now, and the place he was in was also safe, so he didn't worry.

When he saw this sentence, Du Yuan* wanted to shout, I am the one who misses you the most!

Furong-kun noticed the subtle change in his expression, and said with relief, "Perhaps, it's inconvenient for him to say it in Qingye, so he didn't mention it." ”

"Huh." Du Yuanyuan smiled and returned the letter to Furong-kun, "It's not inconvenient, he just doesn't want to mention it." ”

Why is this happening, where is he sorry for him, why is he still not saying a word to himself after the passage of time and the calm of the sea.

A very aggrieved and uncomfortable feeling surged all the way to his throat from the bottom of his heart, but in front of Fleur, he still had to force a smile and said, "This green night, sometimes it's really incomprehensible, even I don't know what he thinks." Laughed dryly, "Brother Furong is doing well recently, by the way, my unsuccessful girl is still in Fengyu Mansion, they are okay, I guess they have forgotten about me as a father." ”

"Hehe, you don't know yet." When Furong Jun said this, she smiled suddenly, feeling very secretive, "If you don't say it, you should forget that you should too, and you don't even know that your daughter is married." ”

"What? You said that the little mushroom was married? Married to whom! Who is so unlucky? ”

"Look at what you said." Furong Jun also smiled, "Naturally, it's Venerable Feng Yu." ”

"What's that?" Du Yuanyuan blinked dumbfounded, and then burst out laughing, "Holy, this dead girl actually cooked raw rice so quietly?" Okay, yes, she really has the style of her father and me. ”

"Okay you." Furong-kun smiled lightly, "You don't know, and it's no wonder you." ”

"Yes, I'm trapped in this golden cage, and I don't even know what color the sky is outside."

Furong Jun didn't speak for a long time, and said in a deep voice, "Qingye, you don't have to worry, he's fine." ”

"I believe it." Du Yuanyuan smiled, although he still didn't feel very comfortable in his heart, but he knew exactly that the night was safe, and he was somewhat relieved, "This guy is a dead hand at any time." ”

Furong-kun was silent for a long time, his face seemed to be a little hesitant, and then he said, "The place where he is is very safe, is, well, a mysterious region." ”

"I think what you're saying is mysterious." Du Yuanyuan glanced at Furong Jun, "I said Furong, when did you start talking secretly." Why, don't treat me as a brother. ”

"It's not." Furong-kun sighed, "It's just, he ...... in the green night"

"What about him?"

"He, I don't want you to go to him."

Du Yuanyuan was silent again, for a long time, it was like a boulder suddenly pressed on his heart, he was very happy to see Furong Jun, and seemed to have found his former self again, but at this moment, that feeling of death and silence hit his heart again, making him go back to the self-enclosed world in an instant.