"For thousands of years, we have been waiting for you, our grandchildren in the previous life, and reincarnated in this life to renew the relationship. ”

For many years, Mouyce has long forgotten the exact time, for him, there is no concept of years and months, but he knows that it has been a long, long time in this world......

Yet, how many times in my lifetime have I longed for your coming, and yet now...... But I began to be nostalgic for the past, the memories that belonged to me, and for a long time I thought that my heart had stopped and I would not be concerned.

There was no longer a ripple in Muyce's old heart, but now he knew he was wrong. When the past things are ruined, there is no trace, but it turns out that they have been lurking in a corner of the soul without notice, and when life is about to die, they tenaciously pry open the door of memory.

"In the past, in the past, you know? My heart hurts!"

Far away from the window, there was a void song from the top of the mountain...... In this silent season, time passed quietly. Like the passing years of the past, it will never return with the autumn geese in the south.

Outside the window, the summer breeze is bleak. The dim night is full of light and shadow, confused and uncertain, reminiscent of the past hometown to listen to the wind and autumn time. Memories fluctuate like petals in a scattered stream of water.

He recalled...... He recalled...... Cold night, a name that has not been mentioned for a long time.

Standing on the top of the palace building, looking up at the reckless sky, the night is deep, and in this hot summer, it will snow in the depths of the city. I was looking at the snowy sky, and then I thought of that indescribable place again. My past, my memories......

There, the figure of the cold night always occupies his sight......

1000 years ago......

At that time, the human world was not divided into three capitals, but had a separate ruler, and he was Mu Xiao.

The sunlight caresses all things on the earth, and the golden light shines on the eaves of the temple, reflecting a gorgeous light that makes people feel dazzling and gorgeous. The four corners of the palace are supported by gray-white marble columns, which are calm and quiet in the breeze. The stone steps between the marble pillars hang a hazy veil, and the tulle rises in the breeze, and the silver veil and the sun's brilliance reflect each other, showing a colorful color.

Not far away, a clear spring gushed out, turning into a green ribbon that circled the palace and then flowed deep into the woods. The sparkle of the spring water is surprisingly beautiful, and everything is so peaceful and serene.

Suddenly, it suddenly dawned on a palace of elegance and grandeur behind the cover of the dense forest.

On the throne of the golden lacquer carved dragon in the hall, there is a king who looks down on the world. Below, singing and dancing are leveled, sleeves fluttering, bells are ringing, and music is melodious. The sandalwood lit on the pedestal was smoky. Deep palace, erosion and drunkenness, the decay of human nature.

"Today is the emperor's birthday, and now all the important ministers have come to congratulate me, and I am very pleased. ”

It was the man on the throne of the carved dragon who spoke, named Mu Xiao, although he is now long-lived, but the emperor's seat has not been passed down.

With the noise of laughter, a 7.8-year-old child ran from the middle of the summit, and the bamboo windmill in his hand kept turning.

"Give me back the bamboo windmill, give it back to me!"

"Hee-hee...... Hee-hee...... You're chasing me~Chasing me~"

"Presumptuous, today is the Demon Emperor's birthday, who let you two little children go wild here, Mo Jing is not going to meet your emperor soon. ”

It was Mojing's father who spoke, although his father would not be too harsh on his children in private, but today is a big birthday, and in front of the ministers, he must have the regulations of the palace, and he must give his father a little face, and it is also for protection, because he is afraid that his father will be angry and punish his children, so he is so strict.

"Children know their mistakes, they know their mistakes. ”

The innocence just now disappeared without a trace, saying that he plopped his hands on his chest, knelt down on his calves, his eyes were a little moist, obviously frightened by his father, and he hurriedly knelt down and said: "The child and grandson meet the emperor, the emperor...... Emperor Ancestor, long live long live long live. ”

"Mo Yan, why are you doing this, the child is still young, and he naturally understands if he doesn't understand the palace rules, but you are scaring the child a lot. ”

"It's Mo'er~ You don't have to salute, you don't have to salute~ Come here, let grandpa take a look at you, don't listen to your father's nonsense there. ”

"Father, this ......"

"I'm a grandson, if you scare him, I won't let you go, hahaha. Mu Xiao smiled.

Since his father had spoken, Mo Yan naturally wouldn't say anything.

"Grandpa...... Grandpa ......, "Mo Jing keeps running and thinks about Mu Xiao, so innocent and splendid."

"Eh~my good grandson~hahaha~" Mu Xiao's laughter echoed in the palace.

In this palace, Mu Xiao has a total of 2 sons, the eldest son has not yet had a son, the second son Mo Yan is the only one who inherits the bloodline of the dragon clan, and naturally Mo Jing is the only royal grandson.

Although the inheritance of the throne from ancient times to the present day is based on the eldest son first, but the eldest son Mo Lan has a lot of evil hearts, and his heart is not stable, and he has also been a son, compared to the second highness, Mo Yan is much more stable, and has the ambition of Hongye in his heart, and soon after the wedding, he will continue to pass on the blood of the dragon clan, and Mu Xiao is naturally more protective of the second prince.

After all, they are all their own sons, no matter how selfish Mu Xiao is, he can't put Mo Lan out of the way, and he is named Mo Yan - the god of fire. Mo Lan is the god of water, in this human world, the ability to control fire and water.

Although he is also a god of excellent magic, the treatment is completely different, the overall situation is of course in the hands of Mo Yan, and Mo Lan is just an empty shell water god.

Over the years, although Mo Lan has nothing on the surface, he has already intercepted a lot of hatred in his heart, and as the eldest son, he does not have the treatment he deserves, but he feels that it is his father's prejudice against him.

"Grandpa..... Grandfather...... Look at how pitiful Sister Huiqing is, don't let her kneel anymore, okay?" Mu Jing asked with some relationship.

"Haha, will you protect your sister at such a young age?" Mu Xiao smiled softly.

"How can there be, knowing grandpa is the best, knowing that grandpa is the most gentle-hearted, are you the same as Jing'er, reluctant to let your sister kneel like this?" Mo Jing said innocently with wide eyes.

"Father, you must not, Mo Jing is your emperor's grandson, ignoring the Demon Emperor must be a big sin, but she ...... You can't mess with the palace rules. Mo Lan hurriedly said, with a clear jealousy in his eyes.

He couldn't wait for his father to be convicted quickly, so that he got his wish, but Mu Xiao didn't listen to him.

"Okay!!Don't say it!!I understand this!" Mu Xiao waved his embroidered robe and said.

"Today's matter is over, the two children are still young, as the god of water, do you still have to pursue the two children?"

"I know that grandpa is the best~" Mu Jing listened and kissed Mu Xiao's face.

Mu Jing just naively helped his sister intercede, and had no other meaning, but he was also a parent, but he didn't know that his sister was not Mo Yan himself, that is to say, she was not his own sister, ignoring the emperor was a crime of killing his head, and now Mu Xiao didn't pursue it, it would inevitably mess up the palace rules.