The Fifth Highness is still being deceived

Chapter 27

"Emperor..."

Chu Yanchuan raised his hand to make a formula, and struck forward, and Yu Linyun, who was one step away, instantly disappeared.He put down his hands, Jing Feirong turned his head and looked at him with tears in his eyes, Chu Yanchuan said: "Your Highness, the illusion disturbs your mind, come out with me."

They ran together into the crack in the illusion behind them, and Jing Feirong stepped out, but at that moment, the tightly held hands of the two suddenly loosened.Feeling empty, Jing Feirong looked back, only to see a piece of white clothes, the cracks were closed, Jing Feirong fell back to the dry marsh, and Chu Yanchuan was trapped in the illusion.

Jing Feirong heard him say: "I don't believe that Lin Yun will be possessed."

Chu Yanchuan didn't believe that Yu Linyun was swallowed, so he still wanted Chituo to die.Jing Feirong held the holy sword tightly, raised his arm and swung the sword towards Chituo, the blade sank into his left shoulder, Chituo screamed to break free from the chains, the demon spirit resisted stubbornly.Jing Feize flew into the seal to look for the dragon's veins and soul, while Yu Cang and Hei Wuchang held the formation to trap them.

Jing Feiyun returned with his troops, and he didn't care about why they opened the seal right now. He entered the dry marsh and stood in one of the triangles instead of Chu Yanchuan.Jing Feirong stared at Chituo, and said word by word: "Open the illusion."

Once Chituo dies, the illusion will dissipate, and Chu Yanchuan can escape.But Jing Feirong didn't want to take such a risk, he wanted to see the intact Chu Yanchuan come out of the illusion, and then completely wiped out Chituo.

"Don't even think about it..." Chi Tuo raised his head and laughed, with scarlet blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, "If I die, he won't even want to leave the illusion, he can only be trapped here forever."

As soon as the words fell, Chi Tuo opened his arms and released the demon spirit wantonly, scattered like flames, and the barrier of the dry marsh was burned and cracked.The barrier was connected to Jing Feirong's primordial spirit, and being torn apart by the collision, Jing Feirong suddenly had a splitting headache, loosened the holy sword and fell to the ground, pressed his temples and clenched his teeth to make no sound, but his body kept curling up and twitching, with blue veins Stretched up, the dragon scale almost broke through the flesh and blood.

Jing Feiyun and the others were anxious but powerless. If the formation was lacking at this time, Chituo would definitely break free from the chains.After the enchantment was destroyed, the demon spirits flew into all parts of the demon world, growing their cultivation of dispersing demons. The battle was like a mountain, and the heavenly soldiers suffered heavy losses.Jing Feize was also unable to resist in the seal with strong demonic energy, so he insisted on searching for the dragon's veins and soul.

Jing Feirong could no longer see the demons overflowing, he raised his hand with great difficulty to summon the totem, backlash he recognized it, the primordial spirit will be broken if it wants to be broken, 7000 years of cultivation plus the evil-suppressing totem is enough to suppress Chituo again— —As long as Chituo survives, Chu Yanchuan will have a chance to escape from the illusion. He only asks Jing Feize to find his father's soul as soon as possible.

"Feirong!" Jing Feize couldn't support himself when he stepped out of the seal, he knelt down and vomited blood, but he was holding on to half of the dragon's veins and Yinglan's soul, he hissed at Jing Feirong, "I found it... ..."

The moment Jing Feiyun saw that ray of soul, Jing Feiyun suddenly opened his eyes wide, and countless long-term memories flooded into his mind like sea water, which was everything about Yu Linyun.

"Father..." Jing Feiyun murmured blankly.

Jing Feirong didn't hesitate anymore, and threw the totem high into the sky from the palm of his hand, covering the entire dry swamp, and the demon spirit was repressed within the territory, and could no longer spill out.Jing Feirong stood up slowly, staggered, and silently chanted the mantra to summon the Holy Sword of Eclipse, the holy sword broke away from Chituo and came through the air, flying into his hand.

Blood was gurgling from his ears and mouth, as well as from his nasal cavity, and he couldn't hear his breath anymore, so he ordered sharply: "Set up the formation, use the magic seal to suppress Chituo again!"

After speaking, Jing Feirong raised his sword and poured all his cultivation into it, and stabbed Chituo with all his strength, while Yu Cang and others opened the seal and waited for Chituo to return to his place, and suppressed him again.Long Ling's spiritual cultivation was like overwhelming mountains, eroding and weakening Chi Tuo's cultivation, forcing him to retreat under the seal. However, just as Chi Tuo was about to be taken back into the seal, everyone saw a dazzling blue light emanating from his chest, as if The long thorns in the road illuminate the sky of the demon world.

A burst of powerful spiritual energy struck, and Jing Feirong and the others were all crushed to the ground, like a huge wave passing by, no one could resist for a while.Jing Feirong's ears were damaged, and he could no longer hear any sound. He couldn't hear Chituo's dying roar, he couldn't hear the other people's painful murmurs, and he couldn't hear the battle between gods and demons outside the country, but he heard Chu Yanchuan. The voice was not transmitted to the ears, but to his mind.

He heard Chu Yanchuan say: "I don't know if Your Highness still remembers, Suliang Mountain, evergreen tree."

Opening their eyes again, they saw that Chituo's magic essence had dissipated like smoke in the blurred vision, leaving only a lifeless emperor body falling to the ground.

The Kaigu demon was finally wiped out, but Jing Feirong had no time to take care of it. He stumbled and got up, staggered around the seal, and tried his best to detect with the remaining spiritual power, but he didn't find any trace of Chu Yanchuan.

"Dijun... Dijun..." Jing Feirong murmured absentmindedly. Someone came to help him, it was Yu Cang. Jing Feirong grabbed his collar and asked him with red eyes, "Where is Dijun? My cultivation base It's not enough...can't find him...you help me, okay?"

Yu Cang just looked at him in embarrassment, his eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't say a word.

"Speak, talk!" Jing Feirong gasped, tears rolling down his face, he asked Yu Cang loudly in a hoarse voice, "Did you already know... didn't you!"

Did he already know that Chu Yanchuan would die?

Jing Feirong thought that Chu Yanchuan was gambling with the common people, that he chose Yu Linyun between the Six Realms and Yu Linyun, but Chu Yanchuan still did not make such a choice this time—he chose the Six Realms and Yu Linyun. Lin Yun has been picked out from the selection, as it has been for more than 7000 years, and only himself and Chi Tuo are still left.He had already thought about dying, and he wanted Chituo to die. He didn't want to cause future troubles for the Six Realms.

Chituo is gone, the illusion is gone, and Chu Yanchuan is gone—the blue light bursting out from Chituo's chest is the cultivation of the primordial spirit scattered by Chu Yanchuan's extinction in the illusion. He should not suppress it again, he and Chituo It's all over.

Jing Feirong still remembers what Chu Yanchuan said before the battle: I will be the one who loses.At that time, he promised Chu Yanchuan that he would not lose, but he failed, so all the evil results were blamed on Chu Yanchuan.

Yu Cang was silent all the time, Jing Feirong knelt down on his knees slowly, raised his hands to cover his blood-stained face, tears slipped from his fingers.

The war-torn demon world seemed to calm down in an instant, there was a slight rustling sound in the air, and there were small pieces of white falling.

Snowing.

There has been no rain or snow in the Demon Realm for thousands of years, but it snowed tonight.

The ground was in a mess, Jing Feirong's ears were dead silent, his ears were broken, he couldn't hear anything, he could only recall the phrase "I don't know if Your Highness still remembers, Suliang Mountain, Evergreen Tree", it was probably Chu Yanchuan It was sent into his mind with the last trace of spiritual energy.

Jing Feirong let go of his hand, wiped away his tears, slowly stood up, and stumbled towards the border of the dry marsh.Passing by Jing Feize, he staggered and stood still, looking at the dragon veins and soul in the elder brother's hands, which were the result of Chu Yanchuan's waiting for many years.

"Dragon veins... leave it to the father. It's hard work on the resurrection." Jing Feirong couldn't hear his own voice, so he could only speak based on his feeling, "I...I'll go to Suliang Mountain to see, the emperor may...maybe Wait for me there."

"Feirong..." Jing Feize pulled him hoarsely, "You..."

Jing Feirong shook his head, since he couldn't hear anything anyway, he shouldn't care about it at all.He gently broke away from Jing Feize's hand, and walked forward without looking back, the holy sword followed behind him, one person at a time, going far away.

Suliang Mountain is still so cold, and the wind is still so strong, the sacred tree that has been verdant and lush since before the creation of the world has not left a single leaf.The lush branches and leaves, the meadow flowers under the shade of the trees, were all covered by snow, and lost their original appearance overnight.Jing Feirong stood under the tree, stretched out his hand to touch the trunk, it was cold, not as slightly warm as before, and there was no primordial spirit inside.

The wind was so strong, and the snow was so heavy, that the lanterns and brocade bags on the branches were blown in a mess.Jing Feirong reached out to take them down, the brocade bag was full of candied white peaches, and the lantern was the pear lantern that Jing Feirong personally gave to Chu Yanchuan during the Lantern Festival night outing.

Jing Feirong never thought that Chu Yanchuan would keep this lantern forever.

There is a roll of paper in the center of the lantern, Jing Feirong pushed aside the snow and pulled it out to open, the handwriting on it was neat and clear: The night lantern burns the night cold, and the words and laughter last forever.

He hoped that His Highness Fifth would never have to grow up.

It's not that you don't need to grow up, but that you don't need to grow up, you don't need to be reluctant for the so-called responsibilities, you don't need to be forced to face accusations and injuries, and you don't need to bear heavy burdens at an age that should be carefree.This is Chu Yanchuan's wish, he does not want Jing Feirong to be hurt, he selfishly wants him to be free and loved forever.Dijun was selfish only once in his life, written on paper, in this short sentence.

His wish didn't come true after all, he became Jing Feirong's most painful scar, dripping with blood.Jing Feirong's heart was moved by him, and he tried his best to climb the mountains, wanting to hug him and possess him, but in the end he was only covered in cold snow, standing on the ten thousand hectares of ice field, dreaming.

From the very beginning, Chu Yanchuan came with such an ending, he had expected it and knew it well, but Jing Feirong was in the dark and didn't realize it.

Jing Feirong knelt in front of the tree, his eyes were blood red, his voice was hoarse, tears fell silently to the ground, he said: "Chu Yanchuan, you are so cruel."

Knowing that I love you, why leave me behind.

Knowing that I can't forget you, why do you want to let me know that the sacred tree that grew up with me is you.

The cold wind whimpered in his ears, Jing Feirong couldn't hear anything.His eyes were pale, he recalled the day of his wedding, Chu Yanchuan was dressed in red, and his appearance was more beautiful than snow, but he hid in Zhuling and drank wine all day, and he never took a second look.

Why didn't he take a second look.