Chapter 30: The Side of Garan (2)

Emperor Shiyu had no chance to ascend the Buddha's seat before the lamp was lit, but on the top of Fusang, on the side of Jialan, he saw Fenghuang Langluo, and the Buddha was confused at a glance, and since then he has entered the red dust. Later, Ning Yuan, the orphan of Langluo, was almost dead, and the Ningyuan Phoenix clan died since then, and the emperor entered the demon - among the three realms and six realms, there was no one or thing related to Langluo.

-- Recorded in the Book of Pulau

"Don't cry at my grave after you die, it will dirty my reincarnation. Feng Xiyun said.

When he said this, Feng Xiyun collected all the expressions on his face, his tone was calm, and the whole person was gloomy and gloomy.

Ling Xin, who was sitting behind her, suddenly remembered the description of the legendary Feng Evil Cloud that she had heard when she was in the Heavenly Realm: she led 5,000 horsemen and strangled 70,000 border demon soldiers in one night. That night, on the boundary monument of the Immortal City and the Demon Realm, with her back to a million enemy troops, she was dressed in a bloody red dress, standing with her sleeves up, holding a red cherry spear in her hand, and her body was full of anger, as if the ancient demon had descended.

――The wind and evil clouds who confronted the millions of demon soldiers at that time, is this song in front of her eyes?

Lingxin shuddered suddenly.

The void is not too bright, and the wind clouds have not "lit up" the Pulau Zun seal on her forehead, so her body does not have a radiant glow, under the feet of the wind and Ziyi, the black and white Pulau flowers bloom faintly, emitting a cold light, the light shines on the wind clouds, the cold light reflects her outline, listening to the shadow behind her, only to see the long hair of the dark cloud like a crow's wings spread out behind her, and a red dress gradually changes from the brightest bright red with the dimming of the light...... The darkness that spread to the divine light of the wind and the clothes did not shine turned into a dark color darker than the void. The black hair, the red clothes, and the half-light and half-dark woman's cheeks are intertwined into a breathtaking aggressive color, and the bright color looks at the wind and clothes, and the eyebrows and eyes are like knives, and the anger that has accumulated for decades at the junction of gods and demons pours out, and it makes people's teeth cold before they get close - not to mention, Lingxin is only one person behind her.

Don't cry at my grave after you die, it will dirty my reincarnation......

When she said this, in front of Feng Ziyi's eyes, Feng Xiyun's tone was not half mean as before, but it made her feel the tingling and embarrassment that she had not felt before.

Feng Xiyun sneered and commanded Mu He forward, even if there was a big living person in front of him, Feng Ziyi, there was no intention of turning again.

You can't really bump into it, can you? Mu He quietly adjusted his direction, and finally passed by the corner of Feng Zi's clothes.

When they rubbed shoulders, Feng Xiyun's eyes looked ahead, and he didn't divide her eyes, Feng Ziyi looked at Feng Xiyun's side face, watched her walk away, until her back disappeared, and then suddenly felt a little helpless for the first time in so many years.

After three years, Feng Xiyun's face no longer has the childishness and brightness of the year, and except for her appearance, Feng Xiyun's momentum and temperament are no longer half similar to her and Shen Yun.

At this time, Feng Ziyi couldn't remember the child's face three years ago, and in her mind, only the side face of Feng Xiyun she saw just now remained.

Love is deep and longevity, and wisdom will hurt. Just like when a flower is in full bloom, the more it will wither.

-- The wind clouds that Feng Ziyi saw in his eyes were like a flower that was blooming brightly and intimidatingly.

Feng Ziyi's figure finally disappeared here.

"Ah Yun ......" In her sleep, Feng Ziyi, who lived in the palace of the king of Pulau City, slept deeply, whispered when she dreamed of old things, and she didn't know whose name she was shouting, but it was clear that she suddenly burst into tears in her sleep.

Parting all.

Everyone in the world knows that she was a colleague of the Lady of the Eighteen Capitals, and she was born with a dumb disease, but no one knows that she is a colleague of the Wind and Cloud Officials, and she also defends her title as the monarch of the moon capital of the eighteen capitals of the world, and the royal power is a lamp without a wick, they say, that is also called ...... Listen to the heart.

A hand of Su Hong, a light to listen to the heart, a tilt of the sky, a branch of the moon, these four things, are all the old things that the Phoenix Emperor Ning Yuan imitated in ancient times.

Lingxin defends her title as the king, and she can use the Lingxin cup to share people's divine sense. She opened her eyes, remembered what she had seen in Feng Ziyi's dream, and suddenly sneered.

Under the way of heaven, although the world occupies the position of two crowns, except for a few extremely prosperous eras, the eighteen capitals of the world will only produce one crown, and even in the year of the decline of the gods, although the eighteen capitals are full of monarchs, there is no crown, and the eighteen capitals of the world have also been separated because of this, but no matter what the circumstances, there is no crowning of the two crowns like Feng Ziyi and Feng Ziyun at the same time.

If this situation is placed in any generation, the whole world - even the family that is at odds with the main kamikaze clan will be happy, but among the more than thirty families in the current eighteen capitals, including the newly added Shen family, except for the Shen family, which is only the patriarch Shen Yun and the crowned Shen family Fengyun, no one can sleep in the eighteen capital family class that has always existed as the ruler.

- The double crown has always been a grand event, but the world knows that the two mothers and sons of Feng Ziyun and Feng Ziyi are comparable to enemies, and even, they are a little more vicious than the enemy, and the way of heaven also unexpectedly separated the eighteen to Feng Ziyi and Feng Ziyun, if it is just like this, they will not be too worried, but on the contrary, Feng Xiyun does not play cards according to common sense, and when she first ascended to the position of crown, she was placed under her command- In addition to the eight cities under the jurisdiction of Feng Ziyi in order to appease her twenty-three years ago, she took the monarch and the throne of the two supreme rulers of the city.

-- Feng Ziyi abandoned her husband and children, everyone knows it, who is she pretending to be affectionate there?

Demon Realm.

Wangjie Cliff is a Jedi in the center of the Demon Realm, among which there are twelve Wu Peaks, and above each one, there is a fairy palace, which is uninhabited. Looking at the bottom of the cliff, the Langluo flowers that should not bloom in the demon world are only black and white flowers, and in the Langluo bush, on the pitch-black lotus platform, the man in white clothes and white hair has been sleeping for thousands of years.

If the earth is hidden here, after he sees the figure on the lotus platform, the king of the earth in these three realms, who has never worshiped heaven and earth, and does not respect gods and Buddhas, will definitely worship it devoutly.

- This is the emperor, and the jade has no fate.

―― A figure who was even more legendary than the Dragon Emperor and the Phoenix Emperor in the past.

When the local Zao king arrived in front of the immortal palace on the cliff, Emperor Yu Wuyuan, who had been asleep for thousands of years and had only woken up two or three times, had a trace of uncertainty on his face, and his eyelashes moved slightly, as if he was about to wake up, but finally fell asleep again. But on the top of the Twelve Witch Peaks, there was a door to the fairy palace that suddenly opened, and a person walked out of it, dressed in white, and his face was handsome and warm like that of Emperor Shiyu, as if he was an immortal, but the crimson and eyebrow demon marks in the corners of his eyes showed that he was a demon.

The face is like a fairy, and the temperament of the body is silent and low.

- This is the twilight clouds.

"I don't want to see you, go ahead. Twilight Cloud's face was cold, "Jizo, don't enter the Demon Realm again." ”

"Teacher, is it only the little junior sister who is your disciple?" King Jizo knelt on the ground, no longer had the momentum of the day, and the expression on his face was like that of a wronged child. "Little sister is back, teacher, are you happy?"

King Jizo said, his tone was like that of a child eager to offer a treasure, "She is in the underworld now, she is the twin soul of the new Spirit Slaying Dao Sovereign, she has been asleep, she ......"

Twilight Cloud raised his hand and stopped King Jizo's words, facing the people other than Chu Shen Chang'an and Feng Xiyun for the first time, a gentle expression appeared on his face.

"I know. ”

"I know I'm back. ”

"Jizo, do you know that there are eighteen emperors in the world, Twilight Yunshen?" Twilight Cloud Shen laughed, "Twilight Cloud Deep is me, Jizo." ”

"The Jade Wuyuan you thought was there," Twilight Cloud raised his hand and pointed to the bottom of the cliff, speaking again, "Jade Wuyuan is sleeping underneath, and he is still asleep, because Su Si has not woken up yet." Jizo, you're right, I only have one disciple in my life. ”

Almost...... Every word is heart-wrenching.

The expression on King Jizo's face was empty for a moment, but he suddenly remembered that Twilight Cloud Shen first appeared in the human world to ...... Wind clouds.

"Is the wind cloud the essence after Nirvana?" Jizo asked, looking up, a question in his tone.

But...... If the wind and clouds are the imitation after Nirvana, then who is Shen Chang'an, who now inhabits the imitation of the divine soul?

In front of Twilight Cloud, all of the thoughts of King Jizo were expressed on his face.

"Shen Changan is just a soul with a few wisps of love in the wind and clouds. Twilight Yunshen said, "Shen Changan is the one Feng Xiyun wants to give up the most, and she also wants to protect herself the most." ”

“...... The ...... that I want to give up and protect the most Herself?" King Jizo suddenly remembered the legend about Feng Ziyun and Feng Ziyi's mother and daughter, and the emotions that suddenly arose in his heart didn't know whether it was Feng Ziyi's killing intent, or whether Feng Ziyi's distress accounted for most of it. "Chang'an...... Chang'an ......"

But how can it be so easy to get Chang'an and happiness in a lifetime?

"Jizo, go back, Jade won't wake up without fate. "If you can, Jade Wuyuan wishes not to wake up.

- Jade has no chance to swear: when he returns, or the Phoenix Emperor will return, or he will return.

Langlo is dead, and there is not even a divine soul left, and when Su Xi returned, it showed that Feng Xianyun was contaminated with the cause and effect of his previous life, Ning Yuan's original cause and effect...... It's too bitter.

"Teacher......" King Jizo called, a little aggrieved. "Are you still angry that I didn't protect her well when I became a lacquer pool in the second life of Nirvana, so that she could be broken by the lonely family again?"

"Teacher, you are angry, why did I protect her that time, don't you know the reason?"

"Teacher, you can't anger me. ”

“...... That's it. Twilight Cloud was stunned for a moment, and then helplessly, "Let's go, let's go together, I'll ...... It's time to go to the underworld to see Chang'an. He said that he did not mention the old things of a thousand years ago, but only he knew that he was angry when he did not see it, and he did not see the king of Jizo, just because it was ...... When he saw Jizo, he remembered the old incident that he had almost convened a thousand years ago, and the fact that he had once again failed to protect the man's only daughter.

...... It's not anger.

He was always angry, and he was always alone.