Shaoyi remembered that it was a spring day with willow catkins, and the priest suddenly brought a message: Emperor Zhongshan would marry the goddess of Wushan, who had given birth to a son for him, and the grand wedding banquet was prepared in Lihathai, which was said to be the place where they made love.

Liusang learned the news and hurriedly left the poor mulberry city, and it was half a month to go, and when he came back, his eyes were red, and he was extremely haggard, Shaoyi was shocked by her reaction for a moment, maybe in his imagination, Liusang should clap his hands and say goodbye to Changyu in a chic manner, what is wrong with this appearance?

Liusang lowered her head, big tears rolled out of her eyelashes, and she said softly: "Brother, he said that I should be a goddess who can afford to play, what does he mean? I don't want to play with him, I really like him, why doesn't he believe me?"

Not only did Changyu not believe it, but even he didn't believe it.

What is it that she likes? She likes him today, and she will like him 10,000 years later?

Shaoyi shook his head: "...... Go back to your room and rest. ”

Liusang's face was pale, and he nodded with rare suppleness, and turned to leave.

She lay down for more than half a month, and refused to get out of bed or eat, when Shaoyi went to see her in Yuhuang Tower, she lost a lot of weight, and only lay in the quilt and was stunned.

"Let's start a little bit. Shaoyi sat on the edge of the bed and touched her hair, "There are so many gods in the world, not one of them." ”

Russo didn't speak, only shook his head.

It's really capricious.

Shaoyi picked up a fresh leaf from the windowsill and blew out a small tune, which his mother used to blow to him when he was young, and it was usually used to lull him to sleep, and she still fell asleep quickly so that she would not think about these messy things.

The invitation to the grand wedding banquet of Emperor Zhongshan was soon sent to the poor mulberry city, and the emperor and the princess of Qingyang were invited to watch the ceremony. Shaoyi didn't call Liusang to accompany her, she has always been very decadent these days, and if she cried bitterly at Changyu's wedding banquet, it would be too bad.

He went alone to the Sea of Hatred, the blue and clear ocean of the Far West, which was probably one of the most beautiful in the upper realm, with countless white jade and emerald islands dotted on the sea, and the wedding banquet of Changyu was spread out on an island in the center of the sea.

When Shaoyi found Changyu in a dazzling auspicious light, he was chatting affectionately with the goddess of Wushan, who was about to become the emperor's wife, and when he saw him coming, the Zhongshan emperor sent his wife away and looked at him expressionlessly.

Shaoyi looked at him coldly and said lightly: "Emperor Zhongshan has forgotten that Liusang is the princess of the Qingyang clan?"

The wild Candle Yin clan finally showed an arrogant and contemptuous side: "I thought it was my attitude to agree to cancel the marriage, but the princess is enchanting and even more bold and indulgent, so I have no reason to refuse." Emperor Qingyang is always romantic, so he naturally understands. ”

But the object of his romance should not be the Qingyang clan.

Shaoyi took a glass of wine and toasted him, Chang Yufang took it, Leng Buding's glass of wine turned into a blue flame, almost burning his clothes, he took a step back, and his face gradually sank.

"I heard that you are very talented," Shaoyi smiled slightly, "In my opinion, it is average." ”

Changyu said slowly: "I also heard that you are extremely talented, and I wanted to ask for advice for a long time. ”

None of them said anything more, and it was enough for the emperor to talk about it here. Changyu's move was a complete trampling on the dignity of the Qingyang clan, the last veil of warmth between the two clans was torn to shreds, and the small island that was still sunny suddenly became dim, and the dense white snow fell like a shower, where did the gods who came to watch the ceremony think that there was a fight at the wedding banquet, and they couldn't help but scream and dodge.

At first, they only tested each other's details and did not make ruthless moves, but soon they found that both of them were extremely talented emperors, and it was extremely difficult to stop when they met opponents. Maybe after the fight, both of them had a trace of remorse, but they couldn't stop. The darkness of the great candle engulfed the entire beautiful sea of hatred, and the blue fire of destruction burned the island to ashes.

The earth-shattering battle between the emperors lasted for three days, and even the Emperor of Heaven at that time was alarmed, but he was powerless to stop it. There was no one who could enter the huge candle shade over there from the outside, and the Qing Emperor of the Hua Xu clan could only use the sword qi dragon to drill into it with difficulty to check the movement.

In the end, in fact, Shaoyi can't remember clearly, their battle has stopped, and their divine power has been exhausted, between annihilation and non-annihilation. At such a dying moment, the remorse in his heart surged like a tide, and countless nostalgia was pressed on his chest like a boulder.

He is impulsive, he doesn't want to perish, the Qingyang clan can continue to be more brilliant under his leadership, his mother is pregnant with her third child, I don't know if she gave birth to a princess or a phoenix, his happy and indulgent career, exquisite ambition, rational planning, so much beauty and hope in heaven and earth.

He didn't want to perish.

In the deep darkness, a thin figure was trying to get closer to him, and Shaoyi squinted his eyes to see her outline, but he couldn't do anything. She fell on top of him, hot tears fell on his face one by one, and called him with difficulty: "Brother, you hold on! I will give you heart feathers!"

How could she be here?!She has been hiding here?Then she must have been seriously injured and could not heal herself, what kind of heart feather should she give him?

The sharp pain of planting the heart feather made his eyes even more blurry, and his ears were buzzing, and Liusan seemed to have been apologizing, if she didn't like Changyu, or maybe she could be stronger, it was her willfulness that made everything like this.

But in fact, no, he and Changyu fought for their lives, and there were more reasons for his own arrogance, and the arrogance of the Qingyang clan may be the same for Changyu. They played against each other in chess, and it was one of the most hearty battles of their lives.

Also, he never planned to marry the Candle Yin Clan, whether Liu Sang liked this Zhongshan Emperor or not, her infatuation was just a small trouble in his opinion. He didn't believe it, and he didn't disdain it. But now listening to her crying and apology, Shaoyi didn't know what it was like in his heart.

"Brother, he's gone. Liusang reflexively lay on Changyu on the side, "You won, congratulations." ”

If it weren't for her heart feather, he would probably have perished by now, and he really wouldn't have won much.

"That's it, when you can get up, if I'm still alive, let's hold it together, if I die, you can only hold it alone. ”

What she said later, Shaoyi couldn't hear it anymore, he was tortured by Xinyu's severe pain and almost fainted, but when the severe pain faded like a tide, his injuries had all healed.

He suddenly rolled over and sat up, groping slowly in the suffocating darkness. He only touched the sand on his hands, and the fallen gods would turn into clear qi and dissipate within an hour, and Liusang was less than 50,000 years old, sandwiched between the earth-shattering battle between the two emperors, and the trauma she suffered was enough to make her fall, not to mention that she also gave him a heart feather.

Why did he come? He, the elder brother, never took her feelings to heart, not to mention this Zhongshan Emperor, Liusang was just the one who had completed his hunting list, and she was stupid enough to die for two bastards. Doesn't he always like to laugh and play with other gods? Why is it different for Changyu? He really doesn't understand her infatuation.

He wanted to fulfill her a little now, and she was gone.

So, no matter what, it's best to live, don't perish, if you do, you'll have nothing, nothing.

Shaoyi stayed in this darkness where he couldn't see his fingers for a long, long time, constantly urging the Divine Soul Orb with the power of the Qingyang Clan's prayer on his forehead, so that the clansmen of the Qingyang Clan could transmit divine power to him. By all means, even if the descendants of the Qingyang clan will be weak due to his constant demand, he must stay, he must live.

But he couldn't do without the darkness of this huge candle, they were useless.

I don't know how long it took, a trace of turbidity was born in the originally majestic darkness for no reason, and the more time passed, the more turbidity there became, and I don't know who threw many bones of demons and demons from the outside, and even had a pair of emperor's wings. The turbidity and the clear qi collided with each other, and gradually, demons began to breed in this darkness, and it also began to really make Shaoyi feel suffocated.

The turbid qi had been mixed with the regenerative divine power and the darkness of the candle for too long, but it gradually merged in, and it began to be gradually absorbed by his body.

He felt that he was beginning to fall between annihilation and immortality again, and only an obsession to live supported him.

By the time he realized something was wrong, it was too late.

(Zilang Literature)