Legend has it that the leader of group animals such as orangutans and wolves cannot easily reveal their weaknesses, because other males are staring at him, and vulnerability is more terrifying than death.
Xuan Ji knelt down to be at eye level with him, stretched out her hand out of nowhere, and touched Sheng Lingyuan's scar exposed by squinting her eyes. The scar at the corner of his eye is at the position of the silkworm at the outer corner of the eye, covered by eyelashes, very close to the eye, when Xuan Ji put his finger on it, he blinked involuntarily.
But did not hide.
He has already disarmed, removed his armor, handed over to the throat, and let him handle it, and he doesn't care about this "danger" anymore.
Xuan Ji didn't think about a word, and just fell out: "But I was born for you."
Sheng Lingyuan closed his eyes, and after a while, he sighed: "Forget it, I thought you were born to anger me."
"It's to anger you." That injustice said.
They lied to you, kept them at a respectful distance, kowtowed three times, or wanted to defeat you or harm you...all for the sake of their lives and family affairs. Just I will make you a mess, make troubles when you are idle and bored, trouble you with trivial matters, and make you so angry that one Buddha is born and two Buddhas ascend to heaven, smoke is produced from seven orifices, and you look like a human being.
"I also laughed to coax you." Xuan Ji said, and suddenly realized the tears on her face, so she withdrew her hand in embarrassment, and wiped her eyes, "But you just treat me like this, you..."
Sheng Lingyuan: "I can't laugh, what do you mean by 'Mountain League and Sea Oath'?"
"Prevent thieves," Xuan Ji said angrily, "Prevent you from stealing my life to fill Chiyuan's hole, you have done it more than once before."
Sheng Lingyuan: "What's the meaning of unilateral?"
Xuan Ji: "I didn't think about it..."
"You don't want to do anything that I don't agree with, but you don't have any other good options," Sheng Lingyuan said, "You just procrastinate, day by day, when there is no way out, and the bones of the Suzaku are completely shattered, it's a big deal for you Transform back into a sword spirit that no one can see or hear, or like Zhichun, leave a macaroni to coax me."
Xuan Ji was speechless.
With Chi Yuan at his side, thirty-six Suzaku bones had been cut off—the question they had been avoiding was finally brought out and exposed in broad daylight.
Sheng Lingyuan: "You're quite thoughtful in your plan."
Speaking of this, Xuan Ji also broke the can, and confessed: "Yes, but at least I can still accompany you in the macaroni, what about you? You plan to use Chiyuan's furnace to temper the demon body into a An indestructible artifact that revives the Suzaku clan forever. Am I, the patriarch who has been bestowed by the royal family and "the only one in the whole clan" is going to cause humans to emigrate outside the solar system? In case they relocate, emigrate When I decide to drive the earth away together, I won’t be able to retire! Which one of us is the one to blame?”
The ancients didn't understand the stalk of "immigrants to outer space", Sheng Lingyuan: "You are not allowed to make up your own mind..."
"All the 'claims' in your life have never been discussed with anyone, and you have the face to say that I made my own?" Xuan Ji got angry and couldn't help but kicked him lightly on the calf, "Why do you say that? Do you have the right to decide?"
Sheng Lingyuan was stunned by his kick. From ancient times to the present, whenever someone had a physical conflict with him, it must be to kill him, otherwise no one would touch the emperor.
He didn't react immediately to fight back, and blurted out: "Presumptuous."
"The dynasty has been changed eight hundred times, and the feudal monarchy has been buried in the ground. I beg you to take a look at the history books. Your Majesty, when will you abdicate?" Xuan Ji kicked him again. Stepped on the ruins with a dusty shoe sole, and stepped down, a clear mark was printed on Sheng Lingyuan's not-so-white shoes, "What do you think of me, the concubine of the harem? What did the TV show say?" ... Oh, 'Thunder, rain and dew are all your kindness', I have to thank you for whatever you arrange, but fuck you!"
Sheng Lingyuan: "..."
The most unjust thing is that he has not favored his concubine yet, and the adoptive heir from his elder brother is only called father on formal occasions, and he is always called uncle in private.
"The monsters and monsters in Chiyuan have formed resentment for thousands of years, ready to move at any time. The Suzaku tribe has been wiped out since the beginning of the melee. I am the only one who has suppressed Chiyuan on behalf of the whole tribe. Am I not worthy of His Majesty the Emperor? Heavenly Demon Sword Broken It's been three thousand years, and I'm not your sword spirit, not your pet! I don't need your food and water, take a good look at me, I'm your man!"
Sheng Lingyuan kicked back.
Xuan Ji endured it without pain or itch, and before he could speak, he snatched his lines first: "I'll be presumptuous, and I won't get out."
His Majesty's cursing vocabulary is only two and a half in total, all of which were wiped out by him, and he ran out of words for a while.
He "you" for a long time, and the veins throbbed violently... However, it was strange to say that the veins jumped outside, as if they had spared him inside, and the unbearable headache was relieved a lot.
Sheng Lingyuan's breath, which had lingered for a long time but couldn't sink into his chest, finally calmed down. He turned around the sea of breath, and hooked the knot out of his lips.
"I didn't blame you for tying me up." Sheng Lingyuan paused for a moment, and finally opened his mouth softly—even if he was in prison, being able to share the same room with you would make him feel like the prison was out of sight—he said, "You To bind, use yourself as the shackles."
Xuan Ji suspected that he might be a little allergic to the ashes from the collapse of the building, his eye sockets were open, and the tears that had been wiped away with great difficulty almost fell again.
He seemed to have waited desperately for a lifetime before he got this sentence of compromise.
"What if in the end, that Demon King Ying really set Chiyuan on fire?" He asked plainly, "Or if this one is killed, there are other demons and goblins. Chiyuan's seal is about to expire, and one day It will leak, and if you can’t think of another way to control it by then, what are you going to do?”
"Then..." Sheng Lingyuan was silent for a long time, and finally said as if giving up, "Let's melt together with you, turn into magma together, and kill it for the last time, when it gets cold, it will solidify into stone, and leave the future to the younger generation Sorrow, I... let's stop here."
"That's what you said." Xuan Ji trembled, "You never made a promise to me in your life—that's what you said."
Sheng Lingyuan said habitually: "I..."
"My head! Do you still want to poke the jade seal!" Xuan Ji quickly opened her wings, and the strong light made migraine patients unable to open their eyes. Sheng Lingyuan couldn't help raising his hand to block it. Immediately, the whole person was brought up, and then, the bitter northwest wind blew in his face—Xuan Ji took him out of the small Linshui villa and circled up.
Holding the computer in her arms, Ping Qianru hurriedly got out of the car and ran to the resort. Emergencies are usually a matter of field work, and they only appear when the aftermath department is rectifying the aftermath. She got up early in the morning and received the notification. After driving eight times in the west mountain, she finally found the location of the ecological park. She said to the field staff who came to pick her up: "I took a quick look in the morning. People here at Yong'an were discussing the thunderstorm last night. There were no residents near the headquarters building, and it happened in the early hours of the morning, so although the invisible magic circle was broken, no one has discovered it yet. Follow-up Just pay attention to blocking scenic spots and mountain roads, the trouble is those out-of-season flowers—is our director already here?"
The director skipped work temporarily, and ten minutes later, Ping Qianru and the field assistant who led the way looked at each other in front of the four-doored villa.
"Well, I just..." I don't know who said hesitantly, "I seem to have seen a broom star fly away from the sky."
The "broom star" has already flown to the clouds.
The Suzaku spread its wings, and all the birds retreated, and because of the thunderstorm, the route via Yong'an was temporarily canceled. At this moment, the sky above the West Mountain was extremely quiet.
At the end of the field of vision, you can see the morning peak lined up on the viaduct.
The people in the car may have begun to chat enthusiastically about the weather and those out-of-season flowers the night before, and various pictures and jokes have begun to circulate on social media, becoming the accompaniment of the day's meal. material.
The atmosphere of Christmas and New Year in the city is already very strong. A snowfall, regardless of whether it is auspicious or ominous, adds a lot of festive and festive atmosphere. The out-of-season flowers add a touch of color to the world, as if returning to the light.
Xuan Ji put one arm around Sheng Lingyuan, and put one hand on his forehead to shield him from the wind: "Lingyuan, have you seen the world from such a high place?"
Sheng Lingyuan said in his heart, "I see nothing."
He thought the plane was already shaking very badly, but "Flying Bird" had a good time and even lost the rein. The birdman circled straight up in mid-air for a while, and swooped down again for a while. Xuan Ji showed off his wings as if letting go of his instincts. I wonder if Sheng Lingyuan was dazzled by him. Vaguely, he seemed to see the edges of the wings refracting the light into the shape of a rainbow... According to legend, the divine bird Suzaku Born of fire, Nanming is the patron saint of the southern stars and the earth. All living beings bow down under the fiery red wings, praying for peace and well-being, and a cry that clears and rises into the clouds is an auspicious sign for all ages.
They crossed the entire Yong'an City, with a high-altitude style, whistling and passing by their ears, all of which were blocked by Xuan Ji's huge wings, and the body temperature of the bird race was higher than that of humans, which was tightly wrapped through the skirt of the clothes. On him, Sheng Lingyuan could only hear the wind, but didn't feel the cold. He suddenly felt a special sense of security... as if he was sleeping in a small building during a storm, even though this illegal "passenger plane" didn't even have a seat belt.
As a result, the suppressed tiredness surged up like a tide, and his limbs became sore and limp after a while, a bit like the feeling of stretching his muscles and bones when he was a teenager.
"Look..." Xuan Ji just said two words, then suddenly closed her mouth—Sheng Lingyuan leaned lightly on his windshield hand, her arm rested on him weakly, and then slid down again , in the sky, he just closed his eyes defenselessly. For the first time, the blood of Suzaku, which had been mutually exclusive with him, calmed down for the first time, quietly taking root in his innate body.
He was born in the wrong posture, grew up in an even more unnatural posture, and even reborn in a crooked, staggering posture, as if it was a fake product that was not installed when it left the factory, and he had to wriggle his way through the world.
After a lot of dismantling and cramping, and reassembly, the parts that were mixed with each other unexpectedly snapped together by mistake.
To avoid being seen by others, Xuan Ji used a small drop to shrink the ground into an inch, and an afterimage landed on the balcony of her home. For the first time, she felt that the household aromatherapy machine in the rented house was emitting a "family smell" .
The bedroom was in a mess, and it was the two of them who set it up the night before, and the torn clothes were still thrown at the corner of the bed. Xuan Ji waved his hand, and a few coins flew out, and gently put them back against the sundries.
He lowered the temperature of his wings, wrapped Sheng Lingyuan carefully, and curled up on the side of the single bed as best he could.
None of this disturbed him—except under the pear blossom tree in Dongchuan, it seemed that he had never seen such a sleeping face before.
Xuan Ji sighed, thinking: "I want to change the bed."
Volume 5 Ordinary