Chapter 285 The Most Hurt Protection

Lan Mei waited for more than a thousand nights on the way back to Wuya. During this period, she looked at the book pavilion many times, but the people inside never appeared. But she still waited here patiently and waited as soon as possible.

Looking at the person who was walking quickly from afar, he unconsciously raised a smile on his face. The man also almost rushed to Qianye's side, but at this time, Lan Mei showed some worry.

"Young master, why don't you see your respect?" I haven't seen Cang Lan since the appearance of Lan Mei in Qianye. I thought that according to Shao Zun's anger at that time, Cang Lan was afraid that he would be dodable this time. Thinking about this, I feel quite happy.

Qianye didn't look at Lan Mei, but went straight to Wuya. His anger had not subsided, and now he didn't want to talk to anyone.

Lan Mei stopped for a moment, then rushed to catch up with him and said to Qianye, "It's not right for Meier. I didn't discuss with Shaozun to talk to Cang Lanzun. Shaozun, if Meier doesn't handle this matter properly, please punish Meier. Mei'er will never complain at all. Please don't be angry again."

The gentle and gentle tone, coupled with the charming and vulgar face, is a little more touching. The pace of Qianye's walking still did not stop. The corner of his eyes gently glanced at Lan Mei. There was a hint of unwillingness to speak in his eyes. Lan Mei could not see the angle and only continued to say, "At present, the soldiers of the demon world are practicing hard to attack the heaven. If the young master is still angry, it's better to go to the camp with Meier to have a look. Well, in this way, it can also boost morale, and on the other side, Shao Zun may be in a better mood.

The fast-walking man suddenly stopped and stood coldly with his hands on his back. His deep eyes looked at the looming Wuya from afar. In fact, the magnificent palace standing between the magic palace has always been deserted. Even if it is rich and luxurious, there is nothing warm, and there is no point in going back. After a long time, Qianye said lightly, "Let me go to the camp." After saying that, he turned around and went in the other direction of Wuyan.

"Yes, Meier will go to the camp with Shao Zun." Lan Mei was overjoyed and hurried to go with him.

After Ye Qingwu and others, who fulfilled the mission of Lan Ge, dealt with the matter, prepared to rush back to Changliu Mountain as soon as possible. Nangong Chenxuan thought that since he had come to the mortal world, he wanted to go back to Xuanyue Valley to have a look. Qianmo couldn't rest assured and followed him to Xuanyue Valley together.

Ye Qingwu and Feng Shaoling returned to heaven to report the results of the trip to Lan Ge. Along the way, the two still did not change their previous fights. They almost fell from the clouds several times, and the laughter echoed around, causing those passing fairies to be attracted by the laughter, so that they looked this way.

Maybe he felt that he was a little constrained. Ye Qingwu tried to restrain his stiff face with his smile, touched Feng Shaoling, who was still laughing with his elbow, and said, "Ah, do you think all the immortals of the three worlds will come to participate in the marriage of Master and Shaoli Fairy this time?"

"Of course, Lan Ge is the first immortal in the heavenly world, and Shao Li is a fairy on Da'a Mountain. Regardless of status or beauty, no one dares to be the second among the immortals in the heavenly world. What's more, this time, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven personally married. Who dares not come?" Feng Shaoling said with his hands on his face.

Ye Qingwu whispered softly, "That's not necessarily. If it weren't for my master who got married, even if His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven came to invite me personally, I wouldn't have gone."

Unexpectedly, Ye Qingwu was covered by Feng Shaoling's hand as soon as he finished speaking. Ye Qingwu was stunned. When he reacted, he immediately hit Feng Shaoling's abdomen with his elbow. Feng Shaoling let go in pain. Ye Qingwu immediately put his hands on his waist and asked dissatisfiedly, "Why did you suddenly cover my mouth? Do you want to kill me?"

"Your vitality is so tenacious that I can hold you to death?"

"You...wind! Less! Spirit!"

"Okay, okay, can't you do it if I'm afraid?" Feng Shaoling looked softly at Ye Qingwu, covered his stomach and looked around. After making sure that no one heard Ye Qingwu's words, he turned around and whispered to Ye Qingwu, "If that sentence just now reaches the ears of His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, I'm afraid you will suffer a lot of trouble."

Ye Qingwu said suspiciously, "Why?"

"You know that your words are disrespectful to His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven. What's more, you are the apprentice of Lan Ge. You say that His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven will only implict your master and make those immortals only think that your master taught you this."

Ye Qingwu pouted and listened to Feng Shaoling's words carefully. After thinking about it, she felt quite reasonable. Now she can do everything with the face of Changliu Mountain. If she causes trouble to her master because of her unobstructed mouth, she can't wait to die. Therefore, Ye Qingwu immediately put up a smiling face and said loudly, "Well, I will be happy for my master. I am lucky to attend the most grand wedding in these three worlds. The blessings I have cultivated in my eight lifetimes can see the noble Majesty the Emperor of Heaven. My master can often teach me to respect the old, love the young and be loyal to the heavenly world. I will also be very If you obey, you will also be loyal to the great emperor...ah."

Ye Qingwu stared at Feng Shaoling again, "Why did you knock on my head? Didn't Da Ashan's god teach you to be rude?"

Feng Shaoling withdrew his hand and looked at Ye Qingwu quietly. Just now, he just wanted to interrupt her. Fortunately, he did it lightly, otherwise Ye Qingwu would not be a matter of one sentence.

"I'm sorry, it was your respected master who taught me to be polite. As for my father, he never cares about me. If I can't figure it out, I don't mind going back and asking your master why he didn't teach me well. Feng Shaoling stood on the edge of the clouds and looked at Ye Qingwu proudly, and his eyes were full of smiles.

Ye Qingwu hummed, turned over the place beaten by Feng Shaoling for a while, and muttered, "What else do you have besides suppressing me with your master? If Jiuyin can't do it, he will only think about others, only... Jiuyin..."

Thinking of the last glance of Changliu Mountain, Ye Qingwu's heart was full of sadness. He looked up at the sky and didn't know where Jiuyin was now. Is it okay? Thinking about it, I couldn't be happy anymore. I stood still thinking about Jiuyin.

People on the edge were particularly unhappy when they heard the word Jiuyin. At this time, they saw that Ye Qingwu was hurt by Jiuyin, and their hearts were even more depressed. The smile in his eyes gradually solidified and disappeared, and finally turned into a bitter smile. The two people who were still fighting unconsciously became silent and deadlocked.

Because Lan Ge was going to get married in two days, it was rare for the Emperor of Heaven to let him relax. In addition to occasionally go to Tiangong to discuss the siege of the demon world and Qianye, Lan Ge spent most of the time in Changliu Mountain. But Lange has always been idle. Taking advantage of this rare free time, he sorted out the things that fell when he left a few days ago, and re-read all the government affairs in the mountains of heaven. He also made some understanding of the recent situation of the three worlds and the wilderness. In recent days, in addition to the demon world, there are only demons that have not stopped for thousands of years to make mortal and natural disasters. Naturally, these have been solved accordingly, and the follow-up matters are handled by local immortals.

Lan Ge did tell the things that Qingran told Lan Ge when he came back, but he didn't say much. In the end, he did not change his plan at all because of Qingran's words. Qingran's trip to the demon world was also forgotten.

After sitting like this for a long time, he may feel a little tired. Lan Ge put the ink pen in his hand on the inkstone and breathed a sigh of relief. His eyes turned unintentionally on the sword platform beside him. The Wuchen sword was lying there quietly. The blade of the sword was sheathed and restrained the sharp light that belonged to Wuchen, but he could not hide the aura of the sword.

getting up, Lan Ge slowly walked to the front of the sword platform, with his spotless white clothes, a handsome face, and a light color between his eyebrows, like a plain lotus in the Bitan, elegant and noble.

The five fingers with clear bones stroke the silent sword, and you can clearly feel its pattern when you brush the scabbard. The exquisitely carved cloud pattern is winding and beautiful on the ink scabbard.

He is missing, thinking and recalling. He can't remember how many demons' blood donations this sword has infected. The only person who remembered clearly was lucky enough to survive, but he went away in his life.

Recalling the scene of Xuanyue Valley that day, how many people's blood were stained with the white pears spilled on the ground? How many creatures are buried in the collapsed peak? Can heavy rain wash away blood stains all over the ground? Can it wash away memories?

No, never.

Su Bai's hand has unconsciously grasped the sword, maybe too hard, and the blue veins on the back of his hand are obviously exposed. Then the figure in white turned around, and Lan Geren had strode out of the room with his sword. As soon as Chi Su, who was holding the tea cup, only heard the faint voice of Lan Ge ringing in his ear.

"I'll go out for a while."

When the words are over, people don't know where they have gone.

The ends of the earth, the vicissitudes of the sea.

Is there a naive end?

It is said that some people have never seen Tianya, and those who say no people live in Tianya. Where is the world? Most of the time, it is a dream, a beautiful dream.

And this vast world is a barren realm in the heavenly world. When the chaos of heaven and earth first opened, it was already like this. It is no more than the colorful clouds in the blue sky of the heaven, nor the red sky of the demon world. This is just a virtual fantasy, which is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

In the blurred space, the light flowed gently. Obviously, there was the sound of running water, but no water could be found. Obviously, the wind was blowing, but the light fog did not surge at all. It just makes the hearts of the people who come here particularly relaxed, so that those who carry the world can find a freedom.

Lange stood there quietly and indifferently, his white clothes were as quiet as snow, his hair was as black as ink, and he was handsome without any emotion. In Wuchen's handshake, the artifact with fairy spirit seems to come out of its sheath at any time.

After a long time, he slightly looked up at the wave of fantasy flowing in front of him and said to himself, "Master, Lan Ge is about to get married, which you have always hoped. Now, the master can't see it because of his sleep. I don't know if you will regret it?"

The silent answer is only the faint sound of water in the ear.

"The battle with Qianye is inevitable. If we can take this opportunity to completely destroy the demon world, can we... stop asking about the three worlds?" With a bitter smile, Lan Ge continued, "Master, Lan Ge wants to leave the heaven when this matter is over. Lan Ge was afraid that he could not wait for the master to wake up, so he could only take this opportunity to resign from the master in advance.

I want to stop talking, but I have a lot to say in my heart, but I don't know how to say it in the end. At the end of the Battle of Heaven and Demons, he just wanted to leave quietly. This plan had been there for a long time, but at that time, he was still looking forward to retreating from the three world disputes with a person. However, nowadays, things are different, and the person who wants to live an ordinary life together is another.

God is always so arbitrary. The more people struggle and resist, the more they will suffer and lose more in the end. Lan Ge practiced the way of heaven, understood to follow the principles of heaven, and also learned to obey his destiny.

With a long sigh, it seems that he wants to throw away the helplessness deposited in this life one by one, but how can the tired hatred be brushed away?

"Immortal."

A soft call awakened the person trapped in the sea of suffering. Lan Ge looked sideways at the source of the sound. It was a fairy boy about seven or eight years old. Lan Ge recognized that this person had been taking care of the master here.

The fairy boy walked to Lan Ge, spread out his hands and handed a letter to Lan Ge, and said, "This is what the gods ordered me to give to the immortals before sleeping. If one day the immortals talk about fighting with the demon world, let me hand over this letter to the immortals. The gods also explain that only one person knows, not necessary."

The fairy boy aggravated his tone and disappeared after saluteing to Lange. I am very confused about the fairy boy's move. Did the master know about the thousand nights in the demon world hundreds of years ago? Why have you never heard him mention it?

While thinking about it, he opened the letter and read it, and there was only one sentence on the white rice paper.

"The demon world can be killed, and thousands of nights will stay."

Eight short big words made Lan Ge's heart tighten and subconsciously looked forward. He really didn't know what the master meant by this move. Why can the demon world be destroyed, but Qianye can't be killed? He didn't understand, and he didn't know what Qianye had to do with the master. It was worth the master's early life.

"Master... Why do you have to protect that person in the end?" With a little effort, the letter turned into smoke and dust and dispersed in the wind. The eyes staring at the void in front of him were unconsciously covered with loneliness. After a long time, he turned around and left and left in white.

As for Qianye, he still did not return to Wuya after following the Blue Charm to the Demon World Barracks. At this moment, he was already sitting in the Demon Hall, holding his head and closing his eyes and sleeping.

Drowsy, Qianye had a dream. In the dream was the scene of himself and Canglan fighting to the death in front of the devil's hall. Neither of them would give in. Their hostile eyes made them fight with each other with all their strength. Their swords collided and forcefully. He was cruel, and she hated it.

After waking up from this dream, Qianye could no longer sleep. He looked at the dripping in the corner of the hall. It was still very early before the decisive battle with Canglan, but what should he do during this period? In the past, when I was bored, I would go to the library to read the classics, but now Canglan is there, and the previous situation is not suitable for meeting now.

After thinking for a long time, Qianye still seemed to have nothing to do. When she was bored, she transformed the scene in the pavilion with magic. Although she didn't want to see that person, she still wanted to know what she was doing there alone.

With a finger and wave of his hand, a barrier appeared in mid-air in front of Qianye. The scene here is also the library. The light in the pavilion is very bright, and everything can be seen very clearly. But I don't know when the people in the book pavilion have disappeared. Qianye can't find Canglan a little anxiously. The divine consciousness kept exploring around the book pavilion and finally saw the figure in a corner.

At this time, Canglan was reading a book with concentration. Qianye looked at the cover of the book again, which turned out to be a record of witch poison. Qianye had read this book, and probably also had some impression. It was nothing more than the source category and role of witch poison, as well as relative Thinking of this, Qianye recalled the days when he stayed in Xuanyue Valley to save Jiuyin.

Perhaps at that time, the most gratifying thing was that he was misunderstood as a murderer by everyone in Xuanyue Valley, while Cang Lan and Jiuyin protected each other with their lives. Sometimes these two people were like this. They didn't care no matter how much they paid the price.

But when his thoughts turned around, Qianye felt strange about why Canglan was interested in this witch? Or have you learned how to do magic to deal with yourself?

Thinking of this, Qianye was in a bad mood again. For a moment, he couldn't help but say to the humane in the illusion: "Put down that book."

The person in the illusion was slightly stunned and looked around but saw no one. Qianye was afraid that his move would be recognized by Cang Lan, so he raised his hand to take back the transformed scene, but sat there with a dissatisfied face and thought about the decisive battle.