The prodigal feather is gone.

Doufu and Gou Chen Shanggong reflected the heavens, and no one had ever been able to escape their joint investigation, and the prodigal son Yu had escaped for seven years.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, Emperor Yi suspected that there was something wrong with Doufu, he knew that Tianpeng had never looked down on himself, and felt that he was black and hypocritical.

Emperor Yi is not convinced, he is the eldest son of the Emperor of Heaven and has a high status. He was kind, loving, modest and prudent, and humble and praised by all.

He thinks that he is very good to Tianpeng and Doufu, and has condescended to make friends many times, but unfortunately he has been ignored step by step. thinks that his heart is as wide as the blue sea, but Doufu once again failed his kindness.

Emperor Yi was very annoyed, Tianpeng once again failed his kindness, and the trouble of the prodigal son feather retracted his head again, he waited for a long time to wait for the time when the prodigal son feather showed his head, and next time he didn't know if there was such a good opportunity, like a thorn in the back. He doesn't hate Tianpeng, he doesn't hate Doufu, goodbye Tianpeng, and then enter Doufu, he is still the eldest prince who is humble and polite, not arrogant or impatient, and has a graceful demeanor.

Emperor Yi had a fire in his heart, and he couldn't vent it, so he could only hide behind people and stomp his feet secretly. In front of people, he can only be the eldest son of the Emperor of Heaven who moves bottles to teach, humbly accepts talents, is gentle and polite, the eldest prince of the Heavenly Realm, and the future Emperor of Heaven.

Tianpeng was very wronged, and said to Tianquan Wenqu aggrievedly: "Xiao Wu, my cheap brother Prodigal Ziyu didn't know what means to make my Doufu carry a pot." ”

Wen Qu said: "I just said that Brother Tianpeng rarely came to see me if he had nothing to do, and he didn't want to complain." ”

Tianpeng smiled: "In the Doufu, you are pure and elegant, you are a gentleman, you are in a bad mood, and I am the most suitable for you." ”

Wen Qu said: "You are not wronged, and our Doufu is not wronged, you didn't plan to get close to Emperor Yi, what can you do if you find Prodigal Ziyu." ”

Tianpeng said helplessly: "This is not the same, we found that it was the initiative, but now I don't know what method the prodigal son Yu used, and he actually escaped the search of the two parties." I guess Na Di Yi must have thought that it was our Doufu who covered it up, isn't this a misservice for nothing?"

Wenqu rolled his eyes and continued to paint: "My marshal, does this make sense? Isn't what we should be worried about now is how to explain to Emperor Yi?"

Tianpeng said: "Why should I explain to him, what if I let him go." ”

Wenqu said: "Since you understand it in your heart, you still run to me to cry." ”

Tian Peng sneered: "I'm not unhappy, by the way, Xiao Wu, what are you painting?" ”

Wen Qu said lightly: "Lady picture." ”

Tianpeng stroked his thick neck with his right hand, and said with a smile: "I heard that you painted a 'Buzhou Mountain Map' some time ago, which is majestic and lifelike, but I came here today to let you give it to your brother." ”

Wenqu was surprised: "Can you understand?"

Tianpeng said shyly: "This will not be a little longer is the birthday of the Xuannu once in 10,000 years, the Xuannu was born in Buzhou Mountain, but after the destruction of Buzhou Mountain, it was sad for a long time, this painting is not just right to relieve homesickness." ”

Wen Qu said: "When did you care about this. ”

Tianpeng said: "We are all colleagues, and it is not good to go to the banquet empty-handed. ”

Wen Qu said with a smile: "It's rare to see my brother so polite, the last time I went to the banquet in Yaochi, I was empty-handed, but I have made great progress, so I will give it to you." ”

After speaking, his right hand turned over a picture scroll that appeared in his hand and handed it to the canopy.

Tianpeng quickly took over the scroll with the smiling face, and always felt that the text was like a smile rather than a smile.

Wen Qu said: "Brother Changchun's heart is moving, this is a rare good thing, but don't you choose the wrong object?"

Tianpeng said: "Why make fun of me, is the Xuannu not a good match." ”

Wenqu said with a smile: "It's a good match, Xuannu is deeply versed in the art of war, her mana is strong, and she doesn't let her eyebrows go, she is a rare strange woman in time." ”

Tianpeng said: "It's not a strange woman, I can't look down on it yet." ”

Wenqu said: "It's a pity that the Xuanwomen are noble and noble, and they are arrogant, but they are not easy to ask for." ”

Tianpeng said: "The Xuannu is lonely and self-appreciating, who can she see." ”

Wen Qu said: "Since you have self-knowledge, why do you have any suffering." ”

Tianpeng laughed and said, "She is the Nine Heavens Xuannu, and she is in charge of the Thunder Mansion. I am Marshal Tianpeng, acting as the head of the Doufu. Isn't it a good match, this is the fate of heaven. ”

Wenqu sympathized: "I don't say much about Brother Tianpeng, you can ask for more blessings." ”

Tianpeng said secretly: Lao Tzu is rarely moved, although it is almost impossible, but how can you not face the difficulties, how can you know this. ”

On the banks of Weishui.

The prodigal feather lay on the shore and looked at the sky.

Quietly laughing, it was a mockery.

After the defeat and retreat, the prodigal son Yu went to East Kunlun and went to Zixiao Palace to steal the Chaos Pearl.

It's really stealing, stealing in the open.

Generously went straight to Zixiao Palace, brazenly walked into the preaching hall, and drove to the front of Hongjun's case in front of everyone's eyes.

looked at the Dao Ancestor who was sitting cross-legged on it, preaching with his eyes closed, stretched out his hand on the desk, picked up the Chaos Bead and walked away.

A most dignified thief met a group of blind people, everything is so strange and so ordinary.

The Chaos Bead contains the breath of chaos, the beginning of everything, the end of everything, misty and unpredictable.

The prodigal son has the help of the chaos beads, and it seems to be there, and it seems to be in the non-existent. If it weren't for the sight, the heavens would be unpredictable.

So in the past seven years, the prodigal son Yu has also been very chic and happy, looking at the stars shining from time to time, and his mood has become better and better.

When a person's mood is good, he must be radiant, not to mention that the prodigal son feather is no longer what it used to be.

patted the white light shirt woven from silk for thousands of years on his body, and the prodigal son was very satisfied and happy for his luck.

He met a nobleman, and he was a noblewoman, and the boundless city not far behind him was owned by the nobleman, so the prodigal son feather was also developed.

People rely on clothes, after fading ephedra, the prodigal son feather is more noble, just by virtue of that light shirt, no one does not think that he is a nobleman, a noble son, unlike when he only won by temperament.

Gently close your eyes, and a melodious piano sound slowly comes.

The sound of the piano is tangential, indescribably gentle and elegant, and the sound of the piano is very beautiful and beautiful, which can go straight to the heart and smooth everything.

The sound of this piano is not better than Qingluan, nor worse than Qingluan's, and it contains a trace of indescribable charm, which is incomparable to Qingluan.

Really indescribable, but cheerful. The prodigal son Yu believes that even if Candle Yin stands in front of him now, hearing the sound of the piano and feeling the charm, he will forget everything, and maybe he can talk to himself about the wine again.

This is not the first time Prodigal Ziyu has heard it, the first time has been more than ten years ago.

It was a full moon night again, and the full moon was exceptionally round, and that day was Changxi's birthday, so the full moon always became rounder on this day every year.

On this day every year, under this fuller moon, there is always a crazy figure going crazy, roaring madly, roaring madly, trembling in madness until it falls silent.

So under the full moon, on the shore of Luoshui, it was unexpectedly calm. The prodigal son was frightened and angry. In the madness, in the trembling from time to time let out a roar, a roar.

This unique sound unexpectedly wafted in, smoothed everything out, and turned the madman into normal. For the first time in hundreds of years, on August 15, this unique day, the prodigal son feather was calm, without trembling or roaring.

He listened very quietly, he liked it, so he was desperate to hurt Hebo, just for the sound of the piano.

For the prodigal son, this sound is the most beautiful in the world, so he would rather be exposed and hurt Hebo, because it is worth it.

The prodigal son feather has been staying on the banks of Weishui for five years, because he has encountered this unique sound that can make him forget everything.

Forgetting everything, the prodigal son was reluctant to leave, although he knew that he would not stay long, but he still felt good when he could stay here forever and listen.

The white prodigal son feather lay quietly, listening quietly, and quietly feeling this ephemeral beauty.

Not far away, a beautiful figure played quietly, just to let the prodigal son listen for a while.

On this bright afternoon.

The shore of Weishui is so quiet and beautiful.