Chapter 2711 cut off the shoulders to relieve heavy responsibility
After a decree was issued from the Shenyue Palace, the moon had just entered the night, and I heard the sound of the five city gates gradually closing.
Click.
Click.
The heavy city gate moved slowly.
…
Finally, with a bang, it suddenly closed.
Late at night, in Shenyue Capital, the entire city fell into a carnival.
They hung colorful crystal stones on vines and along the long street.
At a glance, it looks like neon lights in the middle of the night, dazzling and dazzling.
The wedding of Xuanyuan Chen, the son of the Seventh Palace King, and Princess Shangting, the daughter of the Cloud God, caused a sensation in Shenyue City.
This was a hundred years ago when an elf woman married Changsheng. The elves and the world of Changsheng once again forged the friendship between Qin and Jin. It is imaginable how lively it was.
The elves, regardless of gender, are far more beautiful and talented than other tribes. They have festivals every few days, and during each festival there will be singing and dancing.
The world of immortality can only marry with the elves. This is a rule set by the God of Samsara.
As for why there has been no marriage for a hundred years, it is more because, in addition to the elves, there are also gods in the immortal world to choose from as marriage partners for the powerful immortals.
Most people will still choose strong men of the same type to become their training partners.
Furthermore, in the world of immortality, only those with outstanding strength and high status can marry the elves to strengthen the elves.
As for the most ordinary strong men, Yun Shuishui doesn't like them either.
In the final analysis, Yun Shuishui is the wife of reincarnation and the God of Immortality, not an old matchmaker who pulls red strings, or a turtle man and an old bustard.
Compared with the excitement of others, Chiyan Mansion was bleak.
Thor, who had eaten and drank enough, patted his bulging belly and walked out with satisfaction. He walked up to the two-winged spirit deer and let out a long belch, as if he had forgotten about being slaughtered with nine million yuan of stone.
When the door of Chiyan Mansion closed, many people felt melancholy.
Xie Bilan frowned. Now that she has no scepter and no status as a goddess, she cannot help Qing Ge.
While the streets were full of carnival, a thunderous sound frightened many elves.
The rain was pouring, the thunder was booming, and the door of Aventurine's room was knocked open by Dongfang Po again.
Dongfang Po came in with his quilt in his arms and looked at the aventurine pitifully.
"Oriental physician?" Aventurine has a wonderful temperament.
After all, he is the Qinglian King of the generation. The reason why he is so patient with Dongfang Po is due to Dongfang Po exposing Ye Ge's true face in the martial arts field.
When he thought that the child in Yege's belly was not his, Aventurine felt so happy that he wanted to scream.
Dongfang Po looked left and right, then quickly turned in with the quilt in his arms and closed the door.
"King Qinglian, I'd like to borrow a precious place to stay for one night. I'm... afraid of thunder." Dongfang Po squeezed out tears.
Aventurine opened the window and looked at the sky. Looking at the weather, there would be lightning and thunder at least one night.
With a soft sigh, he picked up two small bottles of wine and drank and chatted with Dongfang Po.
He was not fooling around with Dongfang Po, but he saw the fear deep in Dongfang Po's eyes.
He didn't know why Dongfang Po was so afraid of thunder, but he knew that the moment the thunder sounded, the sadness radiating from Dongfang Po's whole body made Aventurine unbearable.
"Why are you so afraid of thunder?" Aventurine asked.
Dongfang Po blinked his eyes and took a sip of wine: "I tell too many lies and I'm afraid I'll be struck to death by lightning."
"If you tell too many lies, you won't be struck by lightning, but you will forget the truth." Aventurine said calmly.
Dongfang Po was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face stopped, just as thunder sounded and lightning flashed.
The dark blue electric light reflected on his pale face, and his empty eyes reflected the bloody scene.
Butcher, machete, parents, corpse, bed, blood...
These words, gathered together, are a nightmare that will never wake up.
Dongfang Po suddenly looked at Aventurine and asked, "If someone stabs Miss Ye to death, what will you do?"
The aventurine's drinking movements were a meal.
He sat next to the wall, holding the wine glass elegantly, with natural nobility and perfect and smooth lines.
The eyes that were originally melancholy and clear suddenly turned gloomy, cold and cold the moment they heard Dongfang Po's words.
Like two murderous weapons hidden deep under the grave in the cold night.
At that moment, the heavy rain and thunder froze.
When the aventurine's eyebrows and eyes become gentle as usual, everything will return to normal.
Aventurine raised his head, his broken hair fell into the shadow, and was lifted up by the breeze. With the faint moonlight, the shadow of his silhouette was reflected on the wall.
A glass of wine fell into my stomach.
Aventurine licked his lips and smiled: "It won't happen one day, unless I die."
Dongfang Po didn't understand what this meant.
Aventurine had a smile on his face.
Never, there will never be such a day.
As long as he is alive.
Just because he would risk his life to protect her.
"What if there is such a day?" Dongfang Po couldn't help but ask.
Aventurine frowned slightly: "Then, just destroy this world."
Dongfang Po was stunned for a moment, looking in shock and amazement at Aventurine's dark and gloomy side face, and his secretive eyes.
The person in front of me is the Qinglian King...
He had been fortunate enough to visit the place where the Battle of Sanding took place and saw the incomplete murals, which recorded the battle in detail.
Especially King Qinglian.
He shoulders the heavy responsibility of heaven and earth and protects all living beings in the world. He is a man of righteousness and great righteousness.
What has changed in the past ten thousand years?
It is unimaginable that such a sentence would come out of the mouth of King Qinglian.
"Are you kidding, King Qinglian? What you said is contrary to the responsibility you shoulder." Dongfang said.
"Cut off both shoulders to relieve the burden." Aventurine's understatement aroused Dongfang Po's deep thoughts.
When the lightning flashed and thundered, Dongfang Po was not afraid, but was recalling the words of Aventurine.
Cut off both shoulders...
"Is it worth it for someone who doesn't love you?" Dongfang Po asked.
"She loves me," Aventurine said.
Dongfang Po frowned: "She is already in love with someone else, how can she talk about you?"
"Why is it not the love between a man and a woman?" Aventurine smiled and said: "She and I are not the love between lovers."
Dongfang Po was stunned.
Is there any other kind of love in this world?
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The next day, Dongfang Po found Qing Ge while carrying wine.
Qingge was practicing in the courtyard and was stunned when she saw Dongfang Po.
Dongfang Po's eyes were all black and blue, showing that he couldn't sleep last night.
"Miss Ye, I want to ask you a question." Dongfang Po asked.
"Ask if you have anything to say, and fart if you have any." Qingge said with a cold face, she still had to practice.
If Dongfang Po has a lump in his throat, he can't go up or come down, and his face looks very ugly.
After a long time, Dongfang Pocai said weakly: "If someone hacks King Qinglian to death, what will you do?"
The same question, one last night and one today.
In the daytime after the rain, the air is humid and mixed with an earthy smell.
"You cursed my Dongling family?" Qingge couldn't help but said, and touched Dongfang Po's forehead with a Mingwang sword.
Dongfang Po was so frightened that he was trembling and about to cry: "Miss Ye... I'm here... I'm here..."
Qingge took back the knife, "It won't happen one day."
Dongfang Po was slightly startled, but under the morning sun, the woman smiled cruelly: "Who dares to touch him, I will kill his nine tribes, dig up his ancestral graves, and break his bones!"
"If there ever comes a day, it must be because I am dead and no one will protect him."
When the wind blows, the blade hits the ground and dust and smoke rise everywhere.