The Holy City is parting, but it is less than half a year.

Half a year ago, Yunlou Qingshu walked in the holy city, with elegant demeanor and wonderful appearance, and his every move was indescribably noble and solemn.

And now, he sat unkempt on the floor, with a strong smell of wine, a puddle of vomit in the corner, a hangover like a homeless man who had fallen to the streets, and no longer had any grace or majesty.

When Ye Qingxuan saw him, he was sitting in a place like an ancestral hall, and under his buttocks sat the table where the tributes were originally placed, and the tablets that were supposed to enjoy the sacrifice were now lying all over the ground.

The solemn place of the past is now in shambles.

The decadent and old man wrapped a blanket indiscriminately, opened his eyes, and looked at Ye Qingxuan who walked in, for a long time, as if he remembered who he was, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"It's been a long time, 'Your Royal Highness'. ”

The word His Royal Highness is very strange to him, full of ridicule and malice.

"Are you Yunlou Qingshu?"

Ye Qingxuan looked at him with an indifferent expression, trying to make out any familiar traces from his face.

"Ah, yes, it's me, it's me. ”

Yunlou Qingshu laughed strangely, stretched out his hand, and pointed indiscriminately: "Sit casually, you can sit wherever you look comfortable...... Watch your feet, you just stepped on my grandfather's tablet. ”

With the drowsiness and drunkenness of a hangover, he glanced at Ye Qingxuan's appearance, his messy hair covering the side of his head, looking very funny.

"So, why is Your Highness here?"

Even though he asked, his face still had the expression of knowing everything.

It's annoying.

Ye Qingxuan frowned.

From the very beginning, it was beyond his expectations, although Yunlou Qingshu seemed to be dozens of times easier to talk to, it didn't mean that he was willing to deal with a madman.

In particular, the current Yunlou Qingshu doesn't know how far away he is from a madman.

Or rather, how big of a difference?

"Beacons. ”

He opened his mouth and asked bluntly, "Do you have the beacon through the fog and the Great Wall?"

"Ah, yes, yes. ”

Without prevarication, no thinking, and even no intention of waiting for the price to sell, Yunlou Qingshu nodded straightforwardly, as if another homeless man asked if you had lice on your body.

In today's world, Bai Heng used the Great Wall to enclose Aurora, and it became impossible to pass through the fog by any means, whether it was crossing the ocean in the flesh or descending with the aether projection.

From the physical realm to the higher dimensions, Aurora has been completely enclosed, hidden behind the fog, and even the ocean currents and seas have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Separated by the dark world and the long distance between the East and the West, unless Ye Qingxuan went directly to confront the power of the Great Wall, it would be difficult to have the slightest chance.

And fools know that it will not work at all to fight the entire East for hundreds of years with the strength of one person.

He has been excluded from the Great Wall, no, he has never even been accepted by the Great Wall, except for the blood of heaven and man, for the Great Wall, he is a black household, and naturally he will not be allowed to be treated

Therefore, Ye Qingxuan could only find another way to find other ways to go to the East.

If nothing else, he dared to conclude that even in the current situation, Yunlou must have mastered the beacon that could guide him and the certification that could enable him to pass the Great Wall.

Otherwise, where did so many oriental smuggling goods come from for so many years?

Yunlou Qingshu understood his intention as early as the first moment he came here, and because of this, he felt abused and ridiculed in his heart.

looked at Ye Qingxuan, as if looking at some rare animal, "It seems that you are really affectionate to my good daughter, and you even gave up the empress not to go to her...... What's so good about her?"

Ye Qingxuan's face was expressionless. "It's none of your business. ”

"You're right. ”

Yunlou Qingshu let out a sharp laugh, "When the child grows up, it has nothing to do with her parents, as a father, it is really sad to only watch a man take her by the hand and take her away." Are you right, Your Excellency the Hand of God?"

Ye Qingxuan's face turned pale.

He felt like throwing up.

It took a long time for him to suppress this visceral feeling of nausea.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little nauseous. ”

He waved his hand and asked, "What happened to turn you into the hell you are now." ”

"It's not about you. ”

Yunlou Qingshu squinted his eyes and said lightly: "Please don't care." ”

"What about the outside? What's going on with those corpses?"

"Isn't that self-explanatory?"

Yunlou Qingshu spread his hands helplessly, "Speaking of which, I still learn from you Anglo for the trick of hanging the rebels, and the effect is really good." ”

"The result...... You have personally turned your Cloud Tower City into what it is now?"

"Isn't that bad?"

Yunlou Qingshu seemed to be asked what was happy in his heart, and he leaned back with a smile: "Isn't this the price that I, a usurper, should pay?"

No, that's how it should be, you see, he tried his best to win the position of the city lord, but he destroyed the entire cloud tower, and finally everyone rebelled and went crazy to death...... Such an ending is so classic that it should be written in the book.

It's better to say that if you don't, it's not normal!"

Ye Qingxuan didn't speak, just looked at him, and his eyes became pitiful.

"You can't solve Kuroshio, right?"

He said, "For the position of this city lord, even if you try your best to kill your father, hunt down your brother, and even ** your own sister, and turn your daughter into a marionette...... paid everything he could, in order to grasp the power, but in the end, he was abandoned by the right.

Without Bai Xi, you have no way to solve the black tide under Cloud Tower City.

Cloud Tower City will be destroyed in a natural disaster, because you ...... Your incompetence, your desires, and everything you've done, right, Yunlou Qingshu?"

Yunlou Qingshu did not speak.

Faced with Ye Qingxuan's merciless ridicule and ridicule, he narrowed his eyes and stared at the man in front of him, his crazy face twitching with rage.

Beneath the pupils, reddened blood streaks spread, like fire.

After a long time, he lowered his head, as if he had lost all his strength, and laughed hysterically.

"Exactly!"

He raised his hands and clapped, not shying away from all the evil he had done, grinning, revealing sharp canine teeth, and demonic evil intent filled his eyes.

is obviously decadent and embarrassed, but his face is still full of the brilliance of pride and complacency for this malice.

From the bottom of my heart, I am proud of what I have done!

"This is the most worthy of praise and publicity in my Yunlou Qingshu's life! A great achievement that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve! Jiuding cooking is not yet able to redeem its great evil!

You're only saying one thing wrong......"

He paused, and the malice in his smile surged like a blowout, "Ye Qingxuan, if one day, the woman you love, her father is ready to marry her to another person, what will happen to you?"

Ye Qingxuan looked at him, his face expressionless, his fingers hitting the spine of the void sword, and a chill burst out.

"Do I have any other choice?"

"It's a coincidence, that's what I thought, and that's what I did......"

Yunlou Qingshu whistled, extremely happy, "Look, you are like me! This is what we have in common, and we are by no means the only one!"

By the way, do you like your hair?"

Ye Qingxuan did not speak.

"No, right?"

Yunlou Qingshu understood his answer, and leaned forward from the desk, as if to have a long talk with him, "Don't worry, I am even more than you in this regard." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to his messy head: "Look, this white hair...... Not because the pedigree is pure, just because I'm old.

This is my greatest shame, proof of my innate meanness. ”

Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes impatiently and was indifferent.

Yunlou Qingshu sneered.

"This is your greatest luck, Ye Qingxuan, you were able to grow up in Anglo since you were a child...... You haven't become like me, even though everyone thinks you're a 'bastard'. ”

Ignoring Ye Qingxuan's indifferent expression, Yunlou Qingshu raised his hand and took the messy hair that hung down from his forehead, and separated the hair that had solidified into strands, one after another.

"Before I was fifteen, I was careful to hide out of sight of others, afraid that people would look at my face and my hair......

Their eyes turned from pity to contempt. Even those untouchables, looking at you, can mock your eyes. Ah, look, this is the wild seed in the Hou Ye's mansion, which is said to be a bitch's species, and is even more humble than us. ”

He paused in his movements, and violently ripped off the strand of hair, along with a small piece of his scalp, dripping with blood.

"Ye Qingxuan, do you know, every time I see that kind of sight, I can't wait for me to die.

I hated myself to death, I hated my mother, I hated why that bitch gave birth to me...... I didn't see him again until she was dying.

But it wasn't until after she died that I began to regret it...... Regret that I didn't love her. You won't understand, Ye Qingxuan, you have never been lonely, so you will never understand......"

He lifted his eyes, and the dark pupils were full of silence, and there was no madness left, and he was frighteningly sober.

"In the whole world, except for my mother, she is the only one who has loved me, maybe not the love of men and women, maybe just seeing a wild brother very pitiful.

In the entire Cloud Tower City, she was the only one who cared about me. ”

In the silence, Yunlou Qingshu murmured softly.

"I married her simply because I wanted to marry her.

For this reason, I killed my father, who had never loved me, and expelled my brother, who regarded me as an ant, and took it all. I don't want fucking bullshit rights, I just want to be with her forever...... Like you now, Ye Qingxuan, I can do whatever it takes. ”

Ye Qingxuan's eyes were lowered, but his face couldn't help twitching.

Because of anger.

Because I was compared to this kind of thing, and I couldn't tolerate it.

He looked at Yunlou Qingshu with cold eyes, and then glanced at the silent Yunlou Chaoyue in the corner - that girl, like a puppet, sat in the dust, motionless, with empty eyes.

"So, that's what you're doing to her daughter?"

"Do you love the person who killed Bai Xi?"

Yunlou Qingshu sneered and asked, "Ah, that's right, I don't love them, of course I don't!"

Just looking at them, I go crazy with jealousy, and I wish they never appeared in the world when I thought that the only person who ever loved me died because of this!"

His face was nervously spasmed, and he leaned forward and stared at Ye Qingxuan's face, "Can you feel this feeling?" Ye Qingxuan...... That powerless anger, that pain of watching the love of your life die in front of you!

Yes, I hate Chaoyue, and I hate Bai Xi even more, the tumor that was destined to kill her mother before she was born!"

Ye Qingxuan's pupils lifted, looking at the face that was close at hand.

If there is a substantial chill spreading in the ancestral hall, the sword of the New Testament bursts out, and the void chill is on Yunlou Qingshu's neck.

Facing the imminent death, Yunlou Qingshu was still smiling, and his smile was distorted:

"But what can I do?

I exchanged everything I had for a way to let her continue to live, and I tried everything I could to persuade her not to give birth to this evil seed, and I did not hesitate to torture her and belittle her, and she was not willing to give up that piece of rotten flesh in her belly!!"

Ignoring the silent Chaoyue in the corner, Yunlou Qingshu almost roared in front of Ye Qingxuan, "What can I do? I can only watch her die...... Watch her abandon me!"

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan finally saw the true face of this person through the madness in his eyes, and because of this, he wanted to mock and sneer.

"Come on, Yunlou Qingshu. ”

He lifted his finger and flicked away the saliva that hovered in front of his face, his eyes disdainful, "You just can't tolerate her loving them more than she loves you." ”

"So what?"

Yunlou Qingshu looked at him, as if describing the truth, "Isn't this the embodiment of love?"

Ye Qingxuan was no longer interested in looking at him anymore.

"It's ...... Nauseating. ”

"Isn't this the desire of mortals?

Yunlou Qingshu stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Your Excellency the Hand of God, how have you ever detached yourself from this? Can you bear that there is another person in Bai Xi's heart who is more important than you? For the sake of that person, he will not hesitate to leave you and die?"

Staring at Ye Qingxuan's cold face, Yunlou Qingshu laughed hysterically, and the sharp laughter echoed in the dead city, penetrating into every corner, and the smell of corpses ** in one place, giving birth to the aftermath of the stench.

"Enough!"

Ye Qingxuan used his greatest reason to restrain himself.

The laughter came to an abrupt end.

Not because of Ye Qingxuan, but because of himself.

Yunlou Qingshu stiffened in place, stretched out his hand and pressed his throat, as if he was stuck by something, his limbs twitched involuntarily, his face was pale, and it was difficult to breathe.

Eventually, curled up in a mass of filth on the ground.

Ye Qingxuan watched indifferently as he curled up on the ground like a worm, watching him endure pain. Until Yunlou Chaoyue came over in the corner, stretched out his hand, helped him up from the ground, and pressed his palm on his back, helping him to draw out the thick phlegm in his throat.

Immediately afterwards, Yunlou Qingshu lay on the ground, vomiting a foul-smelling food in pain, and tears fell together.

That ugly appearance makes people want to kick him far away, and they never want to get close again.

"You should be grateful to your daughter who is hated by you, and if she doesn't save you, neither will I. ”

Ye Qingxuan looked down at him with cold eyes, "Let's end the chatting time, Duke Yunlou, I'm not interested in the first half of your deformed life."

Now, I repeat my purpose: give me a beacon to cross the Great Wall, and don't let me get it myself. ”

Yunlou Qingshu finally vomited.

"You want this?"

He sat down and vomited filth, tears and snot not not even wiped away from his face. Reaching out and taking out the jade plaque that represented his identity, he dangled it in his hand, and his distorted smile was full of malice.

Then, it was thrown at Ye Qingxuan's feet.

Without putting forward his own price or demanding, he threw into the dust what represented his orthodox identity.

"Congratulations, you've got it. ”

Yunlou Qingshu smiled and waved goodbye: "Go, Lord Ye, go and pursue your big dream!"

There will be truth there waiting for you.

To be sacrificed to the so-called thousand-year-old fate by a group of things that have long been rotten so that even the ashes do not exist, hahahaha...... It's all a bad joke!"

Until Ye Qingxuan walked out of the City Lord's Mansion, he could still hear the frantic laughter of Yunlou Qingshu on the tall building behind him: "I wish you a smooth journey!"

He took one last look back at the dead city and turned to leave.

There is no longer the slightest nostalgia.

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Half a day later, a man named Jiuying ascended the city lord's pavilion, and the man who was so burly that he looked down like a giant god looked down at Yunlou Qingshu, who was immersed in spirits and filth.

"He's gone?"

Yunlou Qingshu lowered his head, sang to himself, and didn't speak, as if he didn't see him at all.

"I see. ”

He nodded slightly.

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On that day, the flames ignited from the lowest level of Cloud Tower City, burning corpses and bones, layer by layer, and the flames licked the city like iron, tearing it apart inch by inch from the bottom up.

The fire burned for three days and nights, and all the beauty and splendor of the past were buried in the brazier of this high-walled arch.

Eventually, the embers floated into the sky, melted into the rain clouds, and descended into the sea.

In the ruins, there is no more magnificent sight to be seen.

Only dead souls lingered, hoarse singing echoing day and night.