Di Jiu has always felt that the ups and downs of his life seem to have always been just because of a person named Fu Hanqing.

I will never forget that unforgettable first encounter, the glory of the King of Heaven is already in my hands, and the honor of the Sect Master has come to my eyes. How much suffering he has suffered, how many sins he has suffered, how much blood and sweat he has shed, and how many sacrifices that ordinary people can't imagine he has made, he can finally struggle out of the mud, so many years of blood, tears and suffering, the light is in front of him.

However, at the same moment, that person ...... Also come to the eye.

Very kind and innocent eyes, very kind and kind smile, as if he will never be contaminated by sin, to put it mildly, took away the light that had fallen into his palm.

It's not that I don't hate, it's just that I refuse to indulge myself to be controlled by emotions, accept all changes indifferently, and accept the embarrassing new identity indifferently. Indifferently confronting a future where there is no future to speak of.

What a cruel heart you have to have to force yourself to face and accept, and how hard you have to work so that you don't lose your temper, don't go crazy, and don't make mistakes.

Looking back many years later, I can't remember many things, many emotions.

What I remember is that when the man came to him again, Qingpiao lifted the biggest shackles on his body for him, but at the same time liberated all the shadow guards. The Heavenly King of the Shura Sect has thus lost the last vestige of authority, and has nothing but an empty title.

However, the man came to him again, and said lightly again. I won't take care of things, you will, okay?

What a nice, wonderfully arranged.

The leader of the sect does not like trivial matters, but the king of heaven is in desperate need of something to prove himself.

Those who are the leaders of the sect can be lazy, and those who are kings can also have dictatorship.

What a best-of-both worlds.

However, the feeling of being blessed is really hard to get to your knees. Long live the three shouts, thank you for the touching of Lord Longen.

You can be lifted up to the Nine Heavens, or you can be sent to the Eighteen Layers of Hell, everything, but the thought of others depends on the word.

This feeling of desolation where everything is determined by others. Is it the reason why he has supported him for so many years, has been persevering, not stopping, not giving up, not being weak, and not looking back?

In fact, Di Jiu sometimes doesn't want to think more and analyze more.

It's just that how many times have I sworn silently in the future, my life is up to me, forever and ever. I will not give anyone a chance to manipulate my destiny again.

Hide all the hatred and anger behind the indifferent expression. All the way, all the way. Watching the enemy who has taken everything from him, he is looking for every possible opportunity for himself.

However, when did I gradually forget my precautions, and when, unconsciously, I became indifferent to my original intention.

Why can you unconsciously pay attention to some trivial things for a certain lazy pig, why don't you feel that you are by that person's side. Falling asleep?

The feeling of quietly removing all armor was terrifying. Is it ridiculous to be stupid to expose your weakest and deadliest parts?

Why? For those naïve and stupid words? For those innocent to hateful eyes?

Why? Do you take everything you have for him, and then give half of it back to yourself like a gift?

However, many things do not need answers, and I can feel a little softness in my heart, and I can see that all my persistence is breaking down a little bit. I can hear the cry of deep processing wisdom in my heart, and I want to think about the misery and hopelessness of my future life.

He struggled with all his strength, he tried so hard to fight, and the suffering and torment were never shown to anyone. However, that day, when he was defenseless, the man who seemed to be forever naïve and never understood the mood of others said to him with a smile, "Be my lover, right?" And then listed a bunch of benefits, in a tone as if selling a product?

The shock and anger of that moment was too lazy to recall. Remember, after being rejected, the man immediately went looking for another object without blinking.

All he needs is a lover, it doesn't matter who this lover is, he can be the best lover, he can do everything he promises, anyone, as long as there is an agreement with him, all the same.

So, instead of someone else being chosen, why don't I do it?

What was on your mind at the time? Isn't it, if there is any benefit, I should naturally get it.

The first hug, the first promise, the first joy, naturally all have a deeper purpose and a colder plan, but isn't that what he wants?

He wants a lover.

And he, needs more rights, more convenience.

Why not have the best of both worlds, each with its own place?

Of course, at the beginning, he didn't expect that this love affair would last for so many years.

So far, Di Jiu has not been able to judge whether this strange situation is a blessing or a sin.

In the beginning, it was just a casual response. This love affair really became firm, in fact, it started from fighting the destruction of the kings side by side, and then, naturally, many years passed together.

After such a long time, even if it was originally fake, it gradually became difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

Even if there are a lot of schemes, there will be occasional times when you forget your original intention, right?

The hug under the sunset many years ago is not sweet. After years of sleeping together, Enran often made him think that his previous nightmares were just his mistakes. The pride of defeating the kings together, the tenderness when whispering in the middle of the night, everything, there will always be one or two times, so that people can't help but devote themselves wholeheartedly and forget everything.

However, the problem has always been there, and the hidden danger of many years ago has never disappeared, and has always been there.

Han treats him very well, obeys him in almost everything, and always thinks about him everywhere.

The first lazy man in the world, for him to learn to cook, for him to be stupid to embroider clothes, he was angry and reprimanded at the time, and he was not unhappy, however, as long as he remembered that such a heart, such a dedication, Ah Han can actually give it to anyone, as long as that person is his lover, so no matter how much joy there is, it will disappear immediately.

It's not that I don't yearn for the clarity in Han's eyes, it's not that I don't like the innocence on Han's face, it's not that I don't look forward to it, I live so purely, I don't think about it, I don't doubt it, I don't suspect it, I don't hate it. However, all this, he did not have. There will never be, no matter how hard he tries, the sludge in the ground will never turn into flowers in the sun.

Every time I see such a simple persistence, such a stubborn mind, every time I hear what he says, people should not hurt people, life is incomparably precious...... He wantonly laughed at his innocence, but he was irrepressibly jealous of such innocence.

Standing with him, accompanying him day and night, being cruel and vicious by him at every moment, every day and every night, he is reflected by him

and humble......

After such a long year, even though there have been joys, those confusions, contradictions, pains, and sufferings have been more and more.

On that day, when Di Yi was leaving, he said, "You must treat him well in the future." ”

He replied with a sneer: "If you are not at ease, don't leave." ”

Di Yi's eyes were surprisingly gentle: "Don't you know your heart yet?" You won't hurt him. ”

At that moment, he didn't answer, he just thought it was funny.

What is my heart, why, you know better than me, why, my life, you can decide and control it on my behalf.

However, he didn't say anything, watching Di Yi leave with peace of mind because of his acquiescence.

That year, Xiao Shuang said to him with a smile: "You are really good, you have found such a lover who is easy to talk to and has status." Our sect leader listens to you in everything, and even if you don't become a sect leader, you are better than a sect leader. ”

What did he refute at the time: "Yes, he listens to me in everything, I see that you are not pleasing to the eye, I want to get rid of you all, I am alone, will he help me?" ”

Xiao was stunned for a moment, but he sneered and asked again, "If I want to sell all the Shura Sect to the Wulin Zhengdao Sect and let them carve up this sect, will he help me?" ”

Looking at Xiao Tieqing's face, he was originally sneering proudly, but in the end, it turned into mocking himself.

Yes, everyone knows that the sect leader likes the Heavenly King, the sect leader and the Heavenly King are lovers, and the sect leader trusts the Heavenly King. The leader of the sect obeyed the words of the king......

However, no one thought carefully that the Master obeyed all the lands only if the King did not violate his principles.

Fu Hanqing, who has always been obedient to him, has never given up sticking to his own bottom line, and in some principles, he has never thought of making the slightest concession or compromise.

Sometimes he deliberately quarreled with Fu Hanqing and asked him for trouble. Fu Hanqing didn't quarrel with him, but others couldn't look at it and ran to interfere, Yaoguang liked to shout majestically: "He didn't give you what you wanted, what are you not satisfied with?" ”

Every time I hear this, I feel the urge to laugh.

He had too much to give. And, I know, he won't give it to me.

Because he will never change his principles of being a human being for anyone, and I am no exception.

What's more, why should he give me what I want?

Why, what I want, must be given by someone else.

Everyone will say that the Heavenly King can have such great power because of the trust of the sect master.

But what is the reason for the Master's trust? Because of those powers. Those financial resources are not placed on the heart of the sect leader at all.

Because he was treated like everything by poor Di Jiu. In the eyes of that powerful Fu Hanqing, he didn't care about it at all.

People will always say. With the trust of the sect master, there is the act of the Heavenly King, and he will often inadvertently erase his years of hard work and hard work. On the contrary, it made him feel a deep sense of humiliation, as if this love was good, but it was just a transaction. He offered his body and tenderness in exchange for authority and convenience.

Nothing in the deal? In this world. And what is not allowed to trade? In order to get what he wants, it is natural to pretend to be a saint of infatuation, but why do these facts that should be ignored always make him feel so humiliated that he wants to go crazy.

People will always shout, swearing allegiance to the Sect Master and the Heavenly King. But he didn't know that he had been tired of hearing it too many times, and his title was used at the same time as Fu Hanqing's title, and the word Heavenly King would always follow the sect leader.

No, no, no, he didn't want to hear it anymore, and he even preferred these people to shout loudly, Sect Bishop Master, than call the Heavenly King anymore.

My life is no longer controlled by others, and my life is no longer controlled by others. What I want, I don't need to be given by others, my satisfaction should be earned by my own hands.

I am tired of looking at such clear eyes again, reflecting my own filth and filth, and I never feel that cruelty and ugliness are despicable, but I always don't want to look directly into such eyes.

Tired of facing such an innocent face again, knowing that I was also stupidly eager to accept such innocence, I realized better how dangerous it is to have a weak heart and indulge feelings.

So, there are many, many things that are quietly going on in secret, but he will still return to that person from time to time, and he will still inadvertently miss many, many things that he should have hated.

Until that day, the news of the death of Fang Qingchen and Feng Jinjie came.

The deaths of those two people were too important, too important.

It proves that the people in Xiaolou are really not indestructible, and it proves that the power of Xiaolou will really not interfere with Hongchen and will not revenge people.

However, Di Jiu clearly knew that what drove him to make his final decision was not no longer worry-free, but Fu Hanqing's indifferent attitude.

You don't have to take revenge, that's their business?

Although there are wrongs, but that is their choice, what does it have to do with us?

The news of the death of his old friend only brought him some feelings, and he left the table early.

After the tragic death of his classmate, he can turn around and sleep comfortably in the sun.

Standing beside him, looking at his sleeping face, I felt a little cold between my fingers.

If he heard the news of his death, would Fu Hanqing say the same?

I'm sad that he's dead, but it's not right to kill, so, I can't avenge him?

Although he is dead, it is his choice to go to the rivers and lakes, and I can't interfere.

Then, still sweet and sweet?

Is it possible?

Of course......

He only needs a lover, does it matter who that lover is?

No matter if that person is called Di Jiu or Wang Jiu, Fu Hanqing will be a perfect lover, that's all.

That Feng Jin Festival, the eyebrows are handsome and bright, looking forward to it, he specially came to the same window, talking and laughing, the faint warmth and care for Fu Hanqing, after many years, Di Jiu has never forgotten.

Rong Qian, the minister of a country, treated Fu Hanqing gently and kindly, and after a long conversation in a private room, he made an unprecedented special order for him, and sent him out of the house in person.

Fang Qingchen had never met each other, but as soon as he held power, he immediately supported the Shura Sect in many ways, in order to help Fu Hanqing a little.

Such classmates, such classmates from the same place, and partners with the same past, should be extremely important and extremely important people, right?

However, Fu Hanqing can treat their deaths so calmly.

At that moment, I looked down at my lonely shadow in the sun, and asked myself in my heart, what would happen if it was me who died?

However, he received no answer.

You can wake up your lover gently, you can be with you all night, you can be with each other all night, you can look at Han's innocent appearance and smile, and you can feel happy when you look at your lover's hazy sleepy eyes.

However, he actually knows very well

Affair?

For example, this lover who is always obedient, happy and naïve in front of him is not really happy, but no matter what kind of heart he has, he never says it to him?

Don't dare to say it, don't want to say it, look up or can't say it, he and him, after so many years, others seem to be in love, but in fact, how can they be honest with each other once?

Like those treasures......

Yes, that treasure, Di Jing's treasure, the treasure that made all countries look at the Shura Sect differently, he had never mentioned a word to himself.

The man who looked at him with a pair of eyes that seemed to be the most innocent and innocent in the world, and said again and again, I will never lie to you, never told himself, he knew all the treasures of Di Jing.

Di Fei back then, Di Jing later, and Di Jiu today, every Shura sect leader, or person who is about to become a sect leader, has people in a small building around him, and there are at least two unsuccessful results.

What Di Fei's life is lonely for cannot be investigated, but looking at Fu Hanqing's expression and words in front of the ice coffin, Xiaolou must be inseparable.

There have been many legends in later generations, one of which is that he fell in love with a person and wanted to take away all the treasures and treasures in the world, just for his lover to laugh at. According to legend, he had a very cherished person, hidden in a very secret place, for that person, he could kill tens of millions of people, wipe out all the people, for that person, he could go against the grain, and the world was the enemy, no one knew what that person was called. What does it look like, even male or female, but Di Jiu knows that that person must be from the small building.

For, with his madness and cruelty, the only one who could make him tell all his secrets was the one he trusted the most. And the reason why Fu Hanqing can know all this is only possible from Xiaolou.

If Di Fei and Di Jing don't end well, then what about Di Jiu?

How many days and nights, so ask yourself, and then, to yourself. Smile solemnly.

Fu Hanqing, you said you love me, but you have hidden too much from me.

Fu Hanqing, you said, I am your lover, but your lover can be anyone.

Fu Hanqing, you said, you will try to be a good lover. yes, so. You don't believe me, but you always pretend to believe me. And thought I couldn't see it.

Fu Hanqing, you can be naïve, stupid, and stupid, but you can be very smart, sophisticated, and flexible. Very sensitive to taxes, then. How can I continue to believe in your naivety, your apparent stupidity and stupidity?

Fu Hanqing, when will your lover game end, the day you have an epiphany, will you smile at me, tell me, everything is over, and then leave without looking back.

Or, before your so-called epiphany, I died in the turmoil. You sigh, get a little sentimental, get a good night's sleep, go to your next lover, and then, continue to be a gentle, docile, dutiful lover?

Fu Hanqing, if one day, I am destined to be abandoned and forgotten by you, why, can't I choose to abandon it first?

At the moment when this thought sprouted, Di Jiu smiled at himself indifferently and sarcastically?

Or maybe everything is an excuse, and the reason is as simple as it gets.

I will keep all the power and wealth in the palm of my hand, and I will no longer be under anyone.

If this is the case, why should we be hypocritically and ridiculously disguised with some kind of love and love?

Isn't that enough?

So, he smiled and asked Fu Hanqing what he wanted, and he smiled and promised future gifts.

The next day, he left without a horse, carried out the final arrangements, and began to prepare for the construction of the glass house and the fireworks feast.

After that, it took him more than two months to determine that Xiao Lou had indeed not made any revenge for Feng Jinjie and Fang Qingchen's death, and other people who might have come from Xiao Lou had also done nothing.

The last worries are gone, and the last action is on the horizon.

quietly arranged all the measures, took Fu Hanqing away, and sighed that the kings attracted the most attention.

Then, it is to be extremely happy, to play life so wantonly, to be so close to each other day and night, how many nights, wake up in a dream, suddenly, I don't know if it is Di Jiuyi's dream, dreaming that he has an ordinary life, a happy partner, or an ordinary man who has become a hero in his dream.

Of the two lives, which one is fortunate and which one is unlucky, he is at a loss.

When he started his life again and again, all the plans were going according to plan, the Shura Sect was in a difficult situation, the Chu State was becoming more and more chaotic, and he took Fu Hanqing to Qujiang, which was full of disaster suffering, and the situation forced Fu Hanqing to tell the treasure.

Yes, you can never die without help, and you will never change the principle of compromise for anyone......

Compared to his hesitation and weakness, whether it was the stupid pig who didn't pay attention to anything back then, or the seemingly infatuated Demon Sect Leader now, in his bones, he is actually firmer than anyone else, and he knows better than anyone what he is doing and what he wants to achieve, right?

The last ten days, the last companionship, the last glass world, the feast is full. He danced the sword for him, and at that moment he really wanted to dance the red dust scene of Jiangnan and Jiangbei, dance into the deepest and thickest beauty in his eyes, and then let everything end.

When the sword is stabbed, there is no joy, no injury or pride in the heart, and when it is calm to the extreme, it becomes a kind of numbness.

Why kill him?

It's not because there is no use value anymore, it's not because keeping him will be a threat, it's just because, I always feel that by killing him, maybe I can liberate myself.

Maybe those crazy pains, inexplicable depressions, and entanglements that can never be solved do not exist.

When the sword stabbed out, he knew in his heart that maybe even if he was killed, he might not be able to change anything?

But life is like this, he has long been desperate, and he never expects good and happy in his life.

This sword piercing, if not better, is not worse.

That's all there is to it.