Yazhen, he actually went to the battlefield in person. As long as he appears, even I can't stop him. There are only a handful of people in the world who can check and balance Jizhen.
Before I had time to react, he suddenly rushed out from Fuqi's army and rushed straight towards Jimo. He didn't even transform into a human form, but his whole body was like fire, and the dragon's horns were pressed back a few times like a jackal's fierce appearance. That aura silenced even the sound of the wind in the surrounding fields.
Before I thought much, I had already rushed out. No matter what, he couldn't kill Jimo!
Suddenly there was a long sound from the horizon, my body became light, and I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Phoenix, take me quickly to stop Yaizhen."
At that moment, I was in front of Jimo, and I opened my hands to try my best to block Yaizhen's blow. However, the fatal blow still hit my heart hard, and my mouth was filled with fishy sweetness.
The phoenix flew away immediately. I spit out a mouthful of thick blood and hurriedly said: "Phoenix, come back."
Yaizhen can't be hurt, this is an old acquaintance, why have to fight to the death over mortal matters.
"Aster." I heard the two words squeezed out from between the teeth, and Quan took it as a greeting and smiled.
"The girl is..." Jimo's voice sounded behind me. He no longer recognized me. I looked at my trembling and painful hands. These hands were no longer pale. He should not have recognized me.
I didn't look back, climbed up to the phoenix, suppressed the discomfort in my throat, and said in a low voice: "Auspicious, it is really auspicious."
Looking up at the sky, I shouted at the top of my lungs: "Suzaku, green luan, falcon, swan, eagle!"
I lowered my head, listening to the sudden rustling of the wind above my head, and looking at the unhappiness slowly building up in my eyes, I raised the corners of my lips even higher.
Jimo Dongli, I didn’t give you real auspiciousness when I was a human being, but now I will make up for it!
"The way of heaven is on my side, Jiugao!" Jimo raised his sword and shouted, and suddenly the Jiugao army was boiling.
"Yai Zhui, I want Jiu Gao to win." I asked the phoenix to fly lower and get closer to Ya Zhui, "I want Dong Jun to win."
He raised his eyes and looked at me, showing his sharp teeth.
When I met Yaizhen four thousand years ago, I only thought that he was a cruel man, murderous and warlike. At that time, Fu Xi and I were the closest among the dragons. So, I complained to him, and unexpectedly, he corrected his name by correcting his name. It was a long time later, after Dongjun ascended to immortality, that I realized little by little that I really value love and righteousness in this person. He is always kind to others, but he will always help the most important ones when needed.
Therefore, I understand that even if the greeting gift when we meet again is such a fatal blow, he will not embarrass me. With that grinning threat, I assumed he had agreed.
Yufeng whirled back to Jiugao. I suppressed the suffocating pain in my heart and stepped on the cloud to Jimo. I wanted to let Fu Qi also know that I am a member of the Immortal Family and was designated by God.
Jimo looked at me for a long time and suddenly called out softly: "Liao Yan..."
I almost fell off the cloud, frowned and looked at him, then looked at myself. It was true that I was no longer the same body as before, but he still recognized me?
He lowered his head and rubbed the center of his brows, and said with a sigh: "I have offended Fairy Lady, and I hope you will forgive me."
Before I could say anything, he raised his sword and shouted: "God bless me Jiugao, Fuqi will be destroyed today!"
This sound ignited the entire battlefield. I brought the phoenix to a stalemate with Yaizhen, while Suzaku and others were on Jiugao's side. Yaizhen intended to show mercy, but how could ordinary people on the battlefield resist the divine bird? The battle situation was suddenly overturned, and hundreds of thousands of people in Fuqi fell instantly.
There is no doubt about victory.
Jimo asked me to stay, and I had no reason to refuse.
This move was so big that Zhuanxu must have been aware of it for a long time, but there was no sign of the incident happening yet, which made people a little uneasy. But then I thought about it, Zhuanxu and the Red Emperor joined forces, it would be useless for a little immortal like me to hide in the ends of the earth, it would be better to stay in the military camp, just one more day to help.
I am somewhat glad that I am no longer Liao Yan, unable to restrain a chicken.
There were not many Suzakus left, only the Phoenix flew back to Danxue Mountain temporarily, looking for its morning dew, tender bamboos, and thousand-year-old sycamores before returning. With such a noble nature, it really shouldn't stay in this mortal world.
After that day, Yaizhen and I never saw each other again, but I felt vaguely weird in my heart. Fuqi was also in Fuqi, but she had never seen him during this melee. I don't know why. The battle was in a hurry, and there was no chance to ask Yaizhen. Even if I asked him, I'm afraid he might not be willing to speak.
I'm very curious, with a personality like Yaizhen's, why would he be willing to compromise and stay in Fuqi? According to the way he behaves, if someone forces him to condescend to be an auspicious omen in the world, he will probably jump with anger, turning Fuqi into a hell on earth in the blink of an eye. He can do such a thing, so for the past four thousand years, he and I have always been careful to get along with each other. Even if we joke, we only say a few words, for fear of offending him.
Now, he didn't know who made him do this thing that would definitely make him angry.
Zhuanxu? Yaizhen became irritable and might even refute Zhuanxu's face. He has always been indifferent, wishing that the world would be in chaos every day, so as to show his strength.
I couldn’t figure it out, so I stopped thinking about it. Returning to Zi Wan's body, I spent my days more and more lazily. During the endless time in heaven, I have long been accustomed to this pace. Don’t think too much, don’t ask too many questions, just kill all the curiosity and joy in the ordinary. At that time, the time spent drinking tea with Dong Jun and Yin Xi every day was the last remaining emotional ups and downs.
Dongjun.
I looked up at the sky, desperately trying to see through the layers of colorful clouds. The clouds, lit by the setting sun, accompanied the three-legged golden crow like fire.
Dongjun once promised me to visit the Three-legged Crow together. We even discussed stealing one of its feathers and bringing it back to Dongtian to light up the Taihao Palace. Even there, it was always bright as day.
Later, Dongjun had to leave Dongtian due to something.
Later, I watched his back leave.
Afterwards, there was no later.
I was beaten for nine days and I didn't see him again for twenty years. I wonder if he has changed.
People are fickle, growing old and dying every moment. But in the heaven, there is neither birth nor destruction. Thousands of years have passed and it remains the same. Thinking about it, he will not change. It's just that I suffered a little.
Speaking of which, I have been by his side for three thousand years, and ever since he ascended to immortality, unless he met Yaizhen, the two of them would fight until the end, and it was rare to see him injured. The only time was because I spilled the hot tea, and he stretched out his hand to stop it for me.
And in these short twenty years, I was not by his side. It happened that when he was often injured, I was not by his side to take care of him. I know that he is not afraid of pain, but when the wound bleeds and there is no one around him, the wound will grow into his heart. I understand this feeling. I have tasted this taste for twenty years, at least sixteen years.
The world is really bitter.
Dongjun, if you become a demon, what will our three thousand years and our present look like?
Ha, I'm afraid, there is no intersection anymore.
That's fine, it's better than having crossed paths but being separated again.
"Miss Aster."
I looked away, it was Jimo. Sitting on the grass next to me without any surprise. In a blink of an eye, spring is getting colder in the north, and the tender grass is growing.
"Is Miss Aster a fairy?"
I nodded slightly.
There was indelible fatigue and sadness in his eyes. It makes people feel sad.
"What?" I asked carefully.
"Immortal, can you bring people back to life?" He obviously smiled, but it was worse than crying.
I turned my head, not wanting to look at him again: "I'm sorry." Unless something goes wrong with the King of Hell, ordinary immortals like us cannot intervene in the life and death of mortals. I suddenly became curious. Liao Xiang was just a body, so naturally he would not be on the Book of Life and Death, but how "realistic" was this mortal created by Dongjun? Jimo Dongli...does he have a soul?
"Miss Ziwan, can you help me with this?" His voice was so sad that I couldn't refuse, so I could only nod.
Clinker, he actually took me to the coffin. It is a kind of wood with Buddhist fragrance, which makes people feel very peaceful when smelling it.
As he pushed open the coffin lid, he lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of making any noise, and said: "She never said anything during her lifetime, but I know that she has been looking forward to being like an ordinary person for twenty years, and she has been looking forward to despair. I didn’t help her get what she wanted. Although it’s too late, I want her to be able to have her wish when she leaves. Fairy aunt, can you help me... give her the appearance of a normal person? I ask with all my strength!"
I looked at the coffin and unconsciously covered my lips.
It turns out that marching with a coffin was not a sign of determination.
Lying in this coffin is Liao Yan.
Under my sleeves, I clenched my fist tightly, and my nails dug into my palms, causing slight pain. In my body, Liao Yan's memory screamed crazily, almost forcing me to cry.
He returned from Qingqiu Mountain and did not have time to go to Danxue Mountain. If it were not for the help of the divine beasts, it would be Negative Xi who gave this body to him. I don't know what to say.
"Fairy aunt?" He asked tentatively.
"Do you think this face is unlucky?" I asked him, trying to look like an outsider.
He paused, lowered his hand and gently touched the cold cheeks of the woman in the coffin. At that moment, I almost felt a warm touch on my cheeks.
"She is beautiful, but she doesn't think it herself. When I say she is auspicious, when I ask her to be my queen, she always looks at her hands, and she always makes some little moves that she doesn't even know about. .At that time, I really didn’t know what to do to make her understand that she was the best to me."
I bit my lip hard, roared at Liao Nan in my heart, and then said, "You know what to do now?"
His brows suddenly softened, and his fingertips trembled slightly as he brushed her long pale eyelashes, and raised a particularly sad smile: "Her eyes are not good, I should always stay where she can see. Her body No, I should let her be on my back. I should carry her to all the places she wants to go. I should let her not even have time to feel inferior and refuse. I should stay with her. I should be with her She left together. I should..."
"It goes without saying."
He leaned against the coffin, took her hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, I was a little noisy today, please forgive me."
"No..." I didn't know how to explain it for a moment. It's not that he is making noise, it's just that I don't know if he keeps talking, will I collapse like this, will I be swallowed up by Liao Nan's memory.
"I will help you realize her wish." That's all I can say.
He suddenly raised his head and opened a big smile, but the loneliness and sadness in his eyes were deeply engraved there, as if they would never disappear.
"Thank you Fairy!"
"It takes a little effort." I put my hand into the coffin and touched her cheek lightly. The fair complexion spreads little by little until the roots of the hair turn into night-like black.
Very weird. I have been looking forward to this scene for twenty years, and it has become a last wish. As a result, I fulfilled this last wish for myself.
Liao Nan is considered to be extremely handsome among mortals. Such a body is quiet and beautiful, just like a painting of a beauty sleeping peacefully, with a light application of pink and white and slowly smudged. It's a pity that this appearance will never appear in my mirror again.
The back of my hand felt suddenly cold and slowly slid down.
I looked up at him, and the tears fell straight from his eyes, as if they had never existed.
He cried, a dignified man of seven feet, the monarch of a country, shed tears.
"She is just a mortal." I said forcefully. Liao Nan is just a mortal, a mortal without a soul, a mortal who has not been carefully created. Jimo Dongli was created by Dongjun with all his strength, and she was the one who shared his life. It was not worth it for her.
He lowered his hand and brushed away the tears falling on her face, with a smile on his lips: "That's good, that's good."
"What are you going to do with her?"
He suddenly gave a bright and heartbreaking smile: "I will not let her be buried in the ground, she should be in the sun."
I didn't dare to stop anymore, turned around and decided to leave. I'm afraid that I won't be able to control myself and tell him everything. Tell him that there is no use guarding the corpse, and it is useless to beg and pray many times. It is just a corpse, a relic. No matter what he does, it will not reach Liao Nan's heart. Even if he dies, he will not see Liao Yan in his next life.
I used to be Liao Nan, but not anymore.
I looked at the starry sky that was gradually drooping, and sat down dejectedly.
Dongjun, give me an answer. Jimo Dongli, is that you? Does he have half of your thoughts?
On both sides of the Milky Way, the Morning Glory and the Weaver Girl are still facing each other from a distance.
I once watched their stories unfold before my eyes. At that time, Dongjun had been by my side for many years. Countless nights, he used the dissipating aroma of tea soup to describe the two of them staying together. We thought that they could really live until they grow old, at least, until he grows old.
However, in the end, it ended tragically, which made people secretly sigh.
