"Ahhhh......h Bai Ye obediently slowed down, and slowly landed with Song Yunqing, still excitedly wrapping around Song Yunqing's wrist, guiding Song Yunqing to walk forward.

The bridge deck made of white jade is printed with a silver-like Yao Pond, and the mottled stars have undoubtedly become the stars of the night. There are two rows of majestic guards standing in front of the jade pillar plaque, and then look inside is the wide and wide hall. Song Yunqing has never been to the fairy world, but he expects it to be about the same.

Bai Ye took her straight towards the guards, Song Yunqing was originally worried that she would be attacked by them, but when she was let go by the guards with expressionless faces, Song Yunqing had a feeling that she was being ignored.

Entering a wide hall and wide space, entering the eye is the water light pavilion, the sparkling water light is printed on the water and moonlight temple door, and the palace of the treasure moon is the goddess of the river. Song Yunqing gently pushed open the door of the main hall with the traction of the white night, and what came into his eyes was the moon-white long case seat, and there was a pile of letter paper scattered on the case, and a light wind that followed up outside the hall fluttered and scattered the ink and grass. The arrogant and uninhibited handwriting reminded Song Yunqing of the arrogant and sick young man, who was still a delicate and frivolous young man at this time. However, Song Yunqing just glanced at it hurriedly, and she didn't think about it, all her thoughts were now taken away by the beautiful picture hanging in the center of the main hall. The person in the painting has condensed fat and jade skin, a willow body and a slender waist, a clear sky and a clear moon between the soft eyebrows and eyes, a soft mist and green smoke in the nose and red lips, and a bright and delicate body...... Just like the inscription in the painting, 'like the stars and the moon, the streamer is bright'...... (Adapted from the Song Dynasty poet Fan Dacheng's "Che Yaoyao Chapter": "May I be like the stars and the moon, and the night and night streamers will be bright and clean.") ”）

Just as Song Yunqing was looking at the woman in the painting intently, the woman in the painting seemed to be aware of it, gently glanced at Song Yunqing's direction, and smiled lightly from the painting......

"Uh......" Song Yunqing was in a hurry, hiccuped, and hurriedly moved, "Sister fairy, I'm ...... I didn't mean to offend you, I ......" Song Yunqing couldn't help but stop her voice, because her drooping eyes swept the goddess's glowing bright skirt and floated away gently and delicately. Song Yunqing turned her head suspiciously, only to see the goddess sister who was illusory with an illusory halo around her was smiling and walking towards the rows of bookshelves behind her, only to hear a delicate and soft "Huai Yi ......", the green shirt shook behind the horizontal wooden shelf, and slowly walked out of a handsome scholar, holding a high classic book, although he was dressed as a scholar, but the placket, belt, and edge of the bamboo green gown were all flat gold wire ironing, and the gold bottle and jade crown tightly tied up the green silk, and the whole body was also wrapped in a layer of virtual light phantom. "You slow down, be careful of the child's ......" The gentle voice was a little worried.

The figure who ran lightly waited obediently in place when he heard this, and Ren Huaiyi came over and brought her to the desk and sat on the throne of the palace. "I'm looking through the classics and naming our children, but I can't think of a reason, does Weiyue have any ideas?" Huai Yi leaned over and looked at the woman named 'Weiyue' in his arms, his eyebrows and eyes were deep.

"Weiyue remembers that when I first saw you, you called Weiyue 'the clear moon in the dark night', so why don't you call it the dark night." Weiyue raised her eyes to look at Huaiyi, her eyes full of attachment.

"Okay, listen to you, it's called the night ......"

The two chuckled and talked, their voices slowly becoming lighter, and their bodies slowly dissipated with the fading halo. Before Song Yunqing could turn around from it, a childish laughter like a copper bell came from the inner hall. With the sound of sawdust, the door of the palace slowly opened, and a handsome and cute milky white little ball turned his head in response, and the brisk figure of "Daddy ......" withdrew from the arms of the woman with soft eyebrows, and ran into the arms of the slender man standing behind Song Yunqing with cheerful feet. Huai Yi squatted down, tightly wrapped Xiao Tuanzi in his arms, and reached out to pinch his soft little face, "Have you been naughty during the period when Daddy was not at home?" Did you ever ask your mother to worry about you? ”

"I didn't worry about my mother, the night is the most well-behaved." Xiao Tuanzi's voice is also soft.

"Well, my night is the best." Huai Yi picked up the little ball in his arms, slowly walked to the couch, sat down next to Weiyue, and held her in his arms, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect to be delayed for so long, I've worked hard for you this time." ”

"The night is very well-behaved, Weiyue doesn't feel hard, but I miss you a little ......"

The breeze gently winds around the hall, and the years pass leisurely......

Until the figure of a family of three dissipated, Song Yunqing was still thinking that the dark night when she was a child was really soft and cute.

"Boom...... Boom ......" The vibration and thunder forcibly pulled Song Yunqing out of the gentle scene, the clouds were heavy, and the sky was out of breath, and a cool breeze blew the moon-white light veil in the room and shook his face miserably, the room was very quiet, only a small whimper could be heard, Song Yunqing's shield approached, only to see a white milk dumpling lying in front of the bed and crying in a low voice, two soft little hands tightly holding a pair of emaciated hands on the bed that the haggard person who couldn't distinguish his face......

Song Yunqing felt the depression of the people in the illusion, trembled slightly and walked a few steps further, faintly hearing the words hidden in this low and intermittent cry, "Night...... Mother...... Mother can't make it through, and ...... in the future You're the only one...... You...... You promised your mother...... Certain...... Certain...... Be ...... in peace."

The bare hand slipped, the face was gone, the red face passed quietly, and the dust dissipated......

The immature voice of "Mother......" can't hide the hoarse sorrow......

Song Yunqing stretched out her hand in a daze, but she didn't dare to step forward to comfort the grief-stricken child, and finally just raised her hand to gently wipe the astringency marks from the corners of her eyes. But suddenly I heard a killing sound outside the door, from far and near, only heard a "bang......", the temple door was smashed open, and a person fell straight down. Xuancheng? Song Yunqing was taken aback, but fortunately, the vision in front of her was a halo of illusory.

Xuancheng snorted, stood up with his body bold, raised his arrows and feathers, and pointed directly at the people in the air. Song Yunqing looked around and realized that the person in the air was the vanished Huai Yi, but at this time, Huai Yi changed from his previous handsome and elegant body, and looked domineering and gloomy, and his aggression was irresistible.

"Xuancheng, you are not Benjun's opponent, if your father is alive, the ghost world may be able to fight with Benjun. Don't resist anymore, as long as you are willing to hand over the night, for your aunt's sake, this gentleman will not embarrass you. Huai Yi slowly turned around the King's Landing in his hand.

"The Emperor of Heaven said with a smile, when did Xuancheng's aunt have something to do with you? As for the dark night, he is Xuancheng's younger brother, and he is the third highness of this ghost world, if the Emperor wants to take it away, he needs to personally step on the bones of the entire ghost world to get it. There was no fear or timidity of youth in his loud words, but the courage of a young man and the courage of a superior.

"Hahahaha, His Royal Highness the Ghost King is really courageous, but I'm afraid you have forgotten that the peace alliance between the Ghost Realm and the Heavenly Realm is still in the future, and the clansmen led by His Highness are afraid that they will not let you go against the Heavenly Realm. What's more, no matter how dark night is the blood of Benjun, he originally belonged to the heavenly realm, this is an indisputable fact, even the entire ghost realm can't stop this father-son relationship. Huai Yi smiled softly, but the whole person exuded a strong yin ruthlessness, like a black cloud thundering that forced the entire dome, dull and dangerous.

"Father-son affection?" Xuancheng seemed to have heard some funny joke, laughing so much that his whole chest was constantly vibrating, and his body full of scars was tingling, he finally laughed enough, raised his head and squinted at Huai Yi's stormy black face, and scolded viciously, "Huai Yi, you touched your conscience and said, you approached Aunt Weiyue at the beginning, and now you are seizing the dark night, isn't it for the internal power of the ghost domain Baiyue inherited from their bodies?" I'm just afraid that you're unintentional! ”

"Xuancheng! The reason why Benjun has repeatedly tolerated you is nothing more than for the sake of the moon and the dark night, if you don't know how to talk nonsense, I'm afraid I won't be able to tolerate you. Huai Yi's eyes were dark, and King's Landing sword flickered.

"Then stop talking nonsense, come on." The white feather and black arrow broke through the wind in response.

Huai Yi dodged and dodged, but he didn't expect Xuancheng to be so fearless at a young age, knowing that he was hitting a stone with an egg but still had to break the net. The Ghost Realm Guards and the Heavenly Realm Soldiers were entangled together, and the King's Landing Thin Sword and Ice Blade swept towards Xuancheng with a cold air, and the sound of "Qiang ......" suddenly stopped, and Huai Yi forcibly controlled King's Landing and stopped in front of the dark night's forehead, "Night's ......"

"Father, do you really have affection for your mother and for the dark night?" A small group of dark nights, standing in front of Xuancheng, facing the sword body that was taller than himself, the sharp tip of the sword was close in front of him, but he didn't even move his eyelids once, and he didn't know when he stopped crying and calmed his voice.

"Of course, my father loves you, and now that your mother has passed away suddenly, my father hopes that you can go back with your father, so that your father can protect you." Huai Yi's tone was very soft, and the tone reminded Yu Ye of his mother when he coaxed him to sleep, and Yu Ye's expression slowly became a little loose in this tone.

"Night!" Xuancheng looked at the dark night of distraction, a little worried and anxious, how could he win his father who grew up with him? He was afraid that the night would be foolishly deceived, just like his mother did.

"In that case...... said Night, taking a step forward.

"...... Night" Xuancheng hurriedly shouted again, but in the end he couldn't say anything else, and finally didn't move forward.

"In that case...... Yu Ye stared closely at Huai Yi's eyes that narrowed slightly with satisfaction, and received it unhurriedly, "Please leave the ghost domain." The night grabbed King's Landing's sword, and the blade drew bright flowers on its small hand, and the scarlet dew condensed and dripped from the petals, as if it had smashed into people's hearts, and the sharp tip of the sword was bound between the eyebrows. The still immature voice is resolute and fierce, and the wind and frost in his eyes are better than the frost and snow of the ice blade.

"Night!" Unbelievable rage.

"Night." Anxious worries.

"Dark Night ......" Song Yunqing couldn't help shouting, the small ball made people hurt......

"Alright, don't look any further." Unlike the tone of the void in the illusion, this sentence has substance, and with this sentence, the fantasy quickly dissipates. Song Yunqing followed the sound and looked back, and saw the dark night where his whole body was lazily leaning in front of the case, a red dress was raised all over the table, and the white night that he didn't know when he abandoned himself was wrapped around his waist. Yu Ye looked at the mist in Song Yunqing's eyes, and Jiaojiao Yanyan chuckled: "Since you can't see this, come here with me, and my brother will give you a hug." ”

Song Yunqing heard this joke, and slowly walked towards the dark night. Yu Ye was stunned for a moment, then jumped off the table and stood up, chuckling and opening his arms, waiting for Song Yunqing to throw himself into his arms. But the girl whose eyes were full of water reflecting her figure stopped in front of her, stood on tiptoe, reached out and gently touched the top of her head, and whispered to herself, "It's okay, don't be afraid ......"

These words rubbed gently on the heart of the night, itching people's hearts trembling slightly. He replied in a hoarse voice, "Good ......"