Yuan stood under the gates of Weiyang City.

This city gate, as the son of the Northland, he stepped into countless times with his father and mother.

But there has never been a time when I was in such a mood today.

Pedestrians are constantly flowing, and the noise is like a tide, pushing wave after wave. It's still the same as it was in the old days. But his state of mind at the moment is like a world away.

The source is the pride of the sky, so proud, so high, the first time he was beaten by fate and he was overwhelmed but helpless.

Everyone is still laughing and going to the wedding banquet It seems that it was still yesterday, and I didn't expect this joy to last until the end of the thousand years, but I definitely didn't expect that in just a moment, the wind and clouds would surging and the sky would change, and fate would catch everyone off guard.

Especially him and Duo Yizhen.

As the son-in-law of the feudal lord, he has always been upright and open, and one day he wants to cover up his identity and enter Weiyang City, which is not a shame for a person as arrogant as Yuan.

He stood at the gate and gazed at the city.

The Canghuang defenders were dressed in golden armor, majestic and solemn.

"This is Weiyang City, it's really prosperous!"

"Brother is here for the first time, don't make a fuss, be careful of people's jokes!"

"Haha, that, I'm just too excited, Ami, don't be angry. ”

"Hey, Brother Alang, look at that man. ”

Yuan, who has excellent ear power, heard the conversation between the two and didn't care, just two young teenagers in the countryside.

But these two actually noticed him, and he couldn't help but move in his heart.

His trip was not known.

If this sentence only made his heart move, the girl's words then made him alert—— ——

"I don't know who it is, but I feel so powerful......

He raised his foot and walked quickly into the crowd, disappearing from the sight of the two in an instant.

Walk into Weiyang City.

He turned left and turned around and came to a lively restaurant that was not big or small.

He is very familiar with this restaurant, although it is not particularly luxurious, but he only remembers this one among the starry restaurants in Weiyang City.

He is familiar with this place not because the food in the restaurant is appetizing to the young son, to be honest, he doesn't know what special dishes are in this restaurant, what dishes are delicious.

The reason why he liked it here was because of the girl who was called the little witch.

Yuan likes to be clean, but Luo Xi likes to be lively.

However, she was born twisted, arrogant and noisy, the more lively she was, the happier she was, and the more deliberately she kept a straight face.

When Luoxi was in Weiyang City, Yuan was inevitably pulled by Luoxi to this restaurant to eat and drink.

Of course, Luo Xi was the only one who ate and drank, Yuan always sat there, the chopsticks did not move, quietly watching her make trouble, listening to her baskets, or being tossed by her, and then, took out two pieces of snow silver to pay for her, and took the drunk and unconscious Luo Xi back to the Canghuang Palace in a carriage.

Yuan stepped into the restaurant, pulled the already low brim, and the owner of the same store said a few words in a low voice.

The boss pointed to a box on the second floor, and after thanking him, he walked up.

Pulling open a small half of the box door, Gen turned sideways and squeezed in.

"You're here. Luo Xi's voice came.

"Hmm. Yuan nodded lowly and took off his black cloak, under which was still Yuan's signature white brocade robe and the string of silver bells and snow spikes.

The cloak was tossed aside by Gen with some irritation, and he sat down across from the girl.

"Have you waited for a long time?" Yuan asked, lightly.

"It didn't take long for me to sneak out. Luo Xi's voice is rare to put away playfulness, rare serious.

Luo Xi's always bright face was slightly pale today, and the amber eyes, which had always been cunning and bright, were slightly dull and wooden, and there were obvious dark circles on the face that was not powdered.

I don't know if it's the illusion of the source, even the orange dress on her body has dimmed a lot.

"Luo, thank you so much. Yuan didn't wait for Luo Xi to speak, so he gave her a salute first, "Yuan will remember, and ...... in the future."

"Alright!" Luo Xi interrupted him irritably, "If you want to do this, your sister will not give you this piece of things I risked to get!"

In an instant, the familiar Luoxi returned, and the thin anger made the girl's face slightly red, making her pale with a little more blood.

Yuan was stunned for a few seconds, and then he reacted, what he said, what he did, and who he was talking to.

"I'm sorry, Luo. With a tired and bitter smile, Gen said to Luo Xi, who was looking at him with blaming eyes, "My mind is messed up, it's been a few days. ”

Luo Xi stared at him silently and did not speak.

"However, if there is any one who can comfort me a little these days, it is only you. ”

This is the true word of the source.

He avoided Luoxi's gaze, and said something unnaturally.

Luo Xi tightened her face and sighed silently, then she pursed her lips and said softly: "I know, I understand." ”

As he spoke, Luo Xi threw a waist card to Yuan and said to him: "Don't go in for too long every time, be careful of the eyeliner in the Divine Palace." ”

Yuan took the white jade waist card, glanced at it, nodded, and put it into the wardrobe.

Just as Yuan was about to leave Luoxi, Luoxi suddenly spoke: "Yuan!"

Gen stopped and looked back at her.

I saw that she was half hesitant, half entangled, pursed her lips a few times, and then asked slowly and in a low voice: "Yuan, Lord Geshiduo, is it really dead?"

Yuan looked at him with a dark gaze, and then he nodded: "Well, really. ”

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, that invincible and powerful overlord would have fallen so suddenly.

Actually, it didn't take much time to fall after his birthday banquet.

The source couldn't believe it.

That's the god of the whole Western Regions.

Before becoming a demon in the world, Geshiduo used two giant hammers to destroy the world.

One is enough to reach thousands of military horses, and one husband is worth ten thousand people to retreat.

This is the evaluation of the God Emperor to the Lordship of the Celestial Priest.

Yuan knows that this assessment is quite pertinent, and there is no exaggeration at all.

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【Western Regions/Shendu White City/Castle of the Mountains/After the Birthday Banquet】

Geshiduo is really in the castle of Gaishi, dressed in a vegetarian body, with white robes and silver armor.

How glorious the castle is on weekdays, how cold it is today, looking at the cold white forging.

It is said that white is flawless and gentle, but today's large piece of white is only shocking and dazzling in Duo Yizhen's eyes.

In the hall full of banquets on weekdays, there were two rows of white-armored warriors guarding the huge black coffin, monks, drummers, and fine music around the coffin chanting mantras and beating music.

In the distance, the voices of people could be heard from time to time, and they were crowds of people pouring into the castle to pay their respects.

Duo Yiba was hospitable and a hegemon during his lifetime, and after his death, friends from all sides and magnates from all over the world all rushed to the castle at the fastest time, and there were more people than anyone at any banquet.

Duo Yizhen stood in front of his father's coffin, his face was terrifyingly pale, his eyes were extremely cold, and he didn't say a word.

Steady footsteps came from behind Duo Yizhen, and when he approached Duo Yizhen, the pace slowed down very slowly, as if he was afraid of abruptly touching the deceased's loved ones.

Duo Yizhen turned back.

At this time, the person who would come to him at this time, and who was so attentive and thoughtful, was now only one person in this castle of the world.

Yuan passed through countless white forgings, countless white-clothed handymen with solemn faces, and walked into the hall where Duo Yiba's body was placed.

The swarthy coffin was so shocking in this cold and cruel whiteness.

He saw Duo, who had always been dressed in black robes, standing on the side of his father's coffin, motionless, like a sculpture.

Yuan walked to Duo Yizhen's side and bowed deeply to the coffin first.

Then, with some force, he patted Duo Yizhen on the back and looked him firmly in the eyes.

Duo Yizhen looked at him, the corners of his mouth barely hooking up a fleeting bleak smile.

The two stood side by side, not saying a word.

"Uncle Geshi, such a gentle and enthusiastic good person......" After a long time, Yuan silently spoke, and said in a low voice.

Duo Yizhen beside him seemed to sneer: "Not for some miscellaneous things. ”

Geshiduo, once the patron saint of the West, fell on the yellow sand where he shed his blood.

The first to discover the remains of Duo Yiba was Duo Yizhen and Yuan.

After Duo Yiba's birthday banquet that day, Duo Yiba strongly invited Yuan to stay for a few more days to accompany him, a lonely old man.

Yuan was not sure where the peach blossom duo Yiba could be considered lonely, but with Duo Yiba's kind invitation and his father's sly smile, he stayed.

Although Duo Yizhen left no comments on him, it can be seen that he is actually happy in his heart, but he doesn't say it.

No one would have thought that this energetic and hospitable former lord of the West, this spiritual power master who stood at the top of the Apocalypse Continent, had become a spiritual master of the human gods, and would fall so suddenly.

That morning, Yuan Xian had nothing to do and followed Duo Yizhen on the morning patrol on the desert.

When approaching the black forest of the ghost country, he saw the huge figure lying on his back on the yellow sand of the desert.

Seeing that figure, Duo Yizhen and Yuan's faces changed suddenly.

"Father, father?"

Geshiduo fell there, his hands clenched his pair of dark iron hammer treasures, the thin armor on his body shattered, more than a dozen strange black and bloodless wounds, and a cylindrical blunt instrument pierced through the middle of his heart.

Those eyes were round like brass bells, full of hatred and anger, so terrifying, so tragic.

Duo Yizhen was there with a blue face.

After a few moments, he forced himself to accept this reality.

He fell to his knees on one knee, swung his blade, clenched his fists, and blew his blood into the yellow sand.

His tone was heavy and powerful: "The father's great revenge will be avenged by the child!" Geshiduo really shows the sun and the moon with his heart, recommends the yellow sand with blood, and will sacrifice his father's spirit in heaven with the blood of the enemy in the coming day. ”

With that, he closed his father's eyes, wrapped his robe around his stiff body, and brought him back to the castle.

The blackened, non-bleeding wound wasn't burned by the fire spell. Yuan Tongduo really knows that it is a ghost country ghost art. The heart was hit hard, and it was not difficult to see that it was caused by a sneak attack from behind.