The tower door, which had not been opened for a long time, made a soft sound.
The red moonlight filtered in through the broken windows and cracks, illuminating the entire hall.
Through the moonlight, you can clearly see that this is an empty hall, with nothing else except the sculpture in the hall.
It was a two-person sculpture. The man stood standing, holding a slender little man in his hands. The moonlight just reflected the man's face, with a pointed chin, thin lips and beautiful eyebrows, sleepy eyes, and eyelashes as long as butterfly wings.
Even though she was sleeping, her little face still looked lively. It is not difficult to imagine how dazzling it would be if her eyes were opened.
Seeing the face of the little girl in the man's arms that was almost the same as her childhood self, Chu Tianjiao was not too surprised. After hearing Li Feng talk about those old things before, she had already guessed it when she saw the sculpture.
Who is the prototype of this sculpture?
The person being held in his arms was Chu Tianjiao, and the one holding him was naturally He Lanji. He looked the same as now, with the wings behind him half folded and half spread, as if he had just fallen from the air, and he was looking at him with his face slightly sideways.
The little one in his arms has a gentle face and a doting smile on his lips.
Just looking at this sculpture, it is not difficult to see how close the two people were at that time.
Staring at the statue in front of him, Chu Tianjiao suddenly chuckled.
"What are you laughing at?!" He Lanji turned his face playfully.
Chu Tianjiao made a face at him mischievously, "I'm just thinking that it must be uncomfortable to have a generation of demon emperors have a little human girl sitting on their head and dominating them?!"
He Lanji also raised her lips, "I do!"
He stood with his backlight, and from Chu Tianjiao's perspective, his body was covered with a faint red glow in the moonlight. The posture of looking at him with a smile was clearly the same as a sculpture, looking at his upward hook.
At the corner of her lips, her heart seemed to melt into his gentle gaze.
…
"I love you, it has nothing to do with other things, just because you are you, you are He Lanji!"
"No matter what, I am your Helanji!"
…
In my ears, the sounds of the past are echoing.
Perhaps, many years ago, they also said similar words.
However, at that time, he was still the Demon Emperor of the generation who was respected by everyone, and she was just an unknown little human girl who was sent to him just to become his servant or pet.
"Who are you?!" Chu Tianjiao asked with a smile.
"Your husband!" He Lanji replied with a smile.
Then, he stretched out his palm, hugged her gently, lowered his face, and kissed her lips that she offered.
This question and answer were exactly the first words the two of them said to each other when she saw him after she woke up from a long sleep leaning against a pillar in the Chu family hall.
Maybe I just said it unintentionally at the time, but it turned out to be a prophecy.
Because this love has been destined to end many years ago.
Ding!
Overhead, there was suddenly a heavy sound of falling objects.
The two of them, whose lips were barely close to each other, suddenly separated and flew towards the stairs at the same time.
The second floor, the third floor, the fourth floor...all the way to the ninth floor.
The two people stopped outside the door, one on the left and the other on the right. They exchanged silent glances and flew away at the same time. A green vine and a spear simultaneously attacked the black figure standing by the window in the nine-story tower, preparing to escape.