Chapter 11 Myth, Luanyuan One Hundred Thousand Years
In the pavilion.
Monks and Taoists are still experimenting.
Luo Shuixian in the fairy mist, holding a drop of water in his hand, stared at Su Changsheng in Drunk Ajiu's arms, lost in thought.
Hua Shenyue couldn't struggle, so she simply stopped struggling.
Drunk Ajiu rubbed her head and sighed: "Little Shenyue is jealous, which means that our little Changsheng is too outstanding, but too much jealousy will hurt the stomach, and in severe cases, it will hurt others and ourselves."
"Little Shenyue can't be like this."
That rainy night, when she was young and helpless, she suffered the most tragic betrayal in the world.
Her father who gave birth to her failed to fulfill his obligation to protect her and abandoned her ruthlessly.
The mother who gave birth to her foolishly believed the rumors about the disaster caused by the meteorite and abandoned her like a weakling.
Childhood pain often takes a lifetime to heal.
Even though he had been a psychiatrist, Su Changsheng barely managed to bring back the girl who fell into the abyss.
Hua Shenyue hugged the silent Su Changsheng tightly, coveting every warmth in his body.
That rainy night was bitingly cold.
But the boy's hand was the most blazing warm sun.
He didn't care about her cold body and sheltered her in that small thatched house far away from the village without hesitation.
Because of him, she had already crawled out of the nightmare.
Because of him, she was afraid of crawling out of the nightmare.
The world pierced her chest with a spear and took away everything from her, but left only pain.
And he was her only antidote at that time.
She was never afraid of death, so what did it matter if others lived or died?
All she fears is his death.
If he hadn't said that ascending to immortality would bring his dead soul to accompany him, why would she need to become an immortal?
The misfortune of childhood was indeed tragic, but she had long forgotten it.
She has forgotten the looks and faces of those who hurt her, those who abandoned her, and her former relatives.
The limitation of life span has also taken away their existence.
In this world.
She no longer has any hatred.
on the contrary.
Now she loves this world very much.
Because the world brought Su Changsheng to her in despair!
"Little guys, the outsider's research is coming to an end, do you still want to be tired of being together?"
Drunk Ajiu awakens the two people who are pursuing their memory footprints.
However, its wide-open motherly smile still made Hua Shenyue's face turn red.
"Senior Ah Jiu, what is the purpose of this hair tie?"
Su Changsheng always felt that Zui Ajiu could know his movements, which should be related to Shen Yuan's purple hairband.
"This one has many functions. It is a gift of love, a witness of love between life and death, and a priceless treasure."
Zui Ahjiu gently stroked the Shen Yuan purple hairband between Su Changsheng's hair.
Everything about it merged into his mind like thousands of birds flying toward the phoenix.
"Senior Ah Jiu, how long have you been looking at me?"
Su Changsheng's face suddenly turned red.
"Haha, I'm sorry, Xiao Changsheng. You haven't done anything bad in the past two days. What are you afraid of?"
After familiarizing himself with the usage, Su Changsheng felt a little embarrassed.
The purpose of Shen Yuan's purple hairband is indeed what he thought.
It can monitor the physical changes, emotional fluctuations, and cultivation growth of the person wearing it.
If the wearer is in danger, the other party will sense it immediately.
After wearing Shen Yuan purple hairband.
Su Changsheng can ignore the golden seal of the leader and enter and leave the Qingyun Immortal Sect freely.
It's no wonder that Drunk Ajiu caught him immediately.
If Hua Shenyue was allowed to take him down the mountain, it would be really hard to explain.
Then he will be considered innocent.
They will also be labeled as absconding in fear of crime.
Su Changsheng was overjoyed and extremely grateful to Senior Zui Ajiu for his help.
He was almost going to get the same treatment as Shi Man.
Thinking of Shi Man, Su Changsheng's expression turned ugly.
He thought Shi Man showed mercy to him.
But this is all an illusion.
If it weren't for the Shen Yuan purple headband he wore to resist mental shock.
I am afraid that the huge inheritance of the leader's mark is enough to crush his will.
By then.
A waste that has lost all value will definitely become Shiman's scapegoat and be abandoned by everyone.
Thinking about it now, Su Changsheng is a little scared.
If it weren't for the gift given by Hua Shenyue, I'm afraid he would have suffered more than death.
"Xiao Changsheng, I have given you the control of it. You must treat it well in the future. In fact, their story is even more tragic."
Drunk Ah Jiu sighed, letting Su Changsheng and Hua Shenyue see an ancient legend.
That's the origin of Shen Yuan's purple hairband.
That is a myth destined to be unverifiable.
Qingluan is a phoenix born for love.
It's high above.
But he fell in love with a big bird named Shen Yuan.
They placed their feelings on each other and built a nest of love together.
You can participate in the once-in-a-century event in Qingluan when thousands of birds pay homage to the phoenix.
A ferocious green dragon attacked the big bird.
The big bird guarded the nest, but could no longer wait for Qingluan.
Qinglong made a feather headband with Shen Yuan's feathers and brought it to the scene where thousands of birds paid homage to the phoenix.
It wants to use its beautiful feather hairband in exchange for the true love of the lovely Qingluan.
But the obvious behavior of seeking a mate made Qingluan, who was born for love, go crazy.
Qingluan saw the feelings placed on the feather belt, which was his true love worrying about him across life and death.
All the birds are running away like crazy.
The mad Qingluan ignited his ego, and he severely wounded Qinglong regardless of the consequences.
The timid and doubtful Qinglong finally retreated angrily, leaving only the lifeless purple feather hairband.
Qingluan picked up the feather hairband that expressed his fierce love.
He flapped his homing wings and flew toward home unsteadily.
In the silent lair.
Only Shen Yuan's already cold body was left.
Its most beautiful feathers were plucked out, and it guarded its small nest until its death.
It was afraid that Qingluan, who was outside, would not be able to find his way home.
Qingluan lay on the sycamore tree outside the nest, rubbing his head against its body and whispering its name in its ear.
But the body that had already cooled down could no longer respond to even the slightest bit of warmth.
The feather headband fell on the big bird without making any sound.
Qingluan ignited the fire of life, which is the most incomprehensible flame of Phoenix.
It burns itself, letting the intensity of love melt all traces of them.
It is afraid that its beloved will fly too fast and it will not be able to find the direction of home.
Live for love, die for love.
The fire burned for a hundred thousand years.
The nest of love has long since turned into dust and drifted away.
The story of Qingluan and Shen Yuan is also buried in the bottom of history.
But in the flames of the love grave, the feather hairband that entrusted beautiful love still floated out.
Su Changsheng has never been in love.
But when Hua Shenyue burst into tears, he understood that his deception had not worked from beginning to end.
He weaves a beautiful dream for Hua Shenyue to ascend to immortality.
He hoped that she could forget him as an insignificant figure in the boring years of her eternal life.
"I'm sorry Xiaohua, I understood too late."
You protect me in life, and I accompany you in death.
You resent my separation in life, and I hate your separation in death.
Su Changsheng wiped away the tears from the corners of Hua Shenyue's eyes, and it turned out that she had already made a decision similar to Qingluan's.
It's ridiculous that I thought she would live well with her hatred for him.
"Fools live forever, don't you want to die?"
"I promise you, no matter where you go after you ascend, I will look for you!"
"You can't lie to me again."
Young couple, you say something to me.
Ah Jiu was so drunk watching it, not to mention how satisfied she was.
Nibbling on purple bamboo and shaking its short legs, it just smiles like an aunt.