Collapse: Black Moonlight Turns White, Popular Four-Star Character

"Not now?"

"The neighboring tavern has warmed up a pot of fine wine in a moment. How about we drink together and chat?" When Jing Yuan heard the word "when you have time" in Lin Ze's words, the corners of his mouth rose and he spoke slowly.

"I'm sorry, General, but I love luxurious diamonds and jewelry... or, as Xianzhou would say, Kunshan jade."

"I'm tired of walking around this street, and I don't like tea and wine, so maybe next time."

"Next time... I'll bring the company's fine wine to treat the general."

Yannian found a reason to refuse. He didn't want to chat with anyone, not even Jingyuan.

"What about Qiong?" Jing Yuan tried to find another breakthrough.

"General, I'm his tour guide tonight. I'm here to show him around."

Qiong looked reluctant. He actually wanted to stay for tea and some pastries and help Lin Ze carry a bunch of things. His arms were sore and numb, and it was more tiring than lifting a rock spear.

"A tour guide?"

"Xianzhou is vast and rich in resources. I do know many jewelry stores. Qiong has only been here a few times, after all. I have lived here for a long time and have rich experience."

"If Mr. Lin Ze doesn't mind, how about I take you for a walk?"

Jing Yuan deliberately emphasized the word "disdain" and looked at Yannian with a smile. Yannian's heart skipped a beat, but his expression did not change much.

"But General, aren't you waiting for someone?"

"If he comes and sees you're not here—" Yannian said, his tone hinting at rejection, "After all, they're not your family, are they?"

"Don't worry."

"I'll leave a letter and mark the path along the way... I'll keep him hanging. Mr. Lin Ze might not know this, but I like to see him worrying about me."

"After all, I've waited for him for so long, but he still doesn't trust me. I have to let him know... how painful it is to not be able to see the person you want to see--" Jing Yuan curved his eyes and raised his cat-like mouth, as if he wanted to play a game to enhance the friendship between friends.

"When marking the road, it's nice to add some traces of battle."

These few short sentences shocked Qiong's three views. He glanced at Jing Yuan as if he was not the general he knew.

Do you have to be so cruel to your good friends?

What if the other party gets extremely anxious?

No, why did he feel so unhappy?

When Qiong thought of Jing rushing over anxiously, holding Jing Yuan's hand and asking about his well-being, she felt a little uncomfortable.

My head is full of - why?

"Haha, it's really a blessing for the general to be his friend." Yannian didn't know what expression to make, so he could only smile.

If he had not heard Jing Yuan's words, when he came to look for someone and found that Jing Yuan was not there and there were signs of fighting, he would definitely be anxious, wondering if the Lord of Extinction had secretly done something and had not yet left the fairy boat.

Now... he just wanted to kick Jing Yuan a few times.

[The Ten Kings' Big Bi Dou: Damn, Jing Yuan, why are you so mean? Hanging little kitty, mean.]

[Jing Yuan Ultimate Chef: Shut up, the general did this... there must be a deep meaning behind it (I firmly believe it)]

"Jing Yuan, who did you learn this trick from? How come I can smell green tea through the screen?" "Many Leaves Cat" sniffed, pinched his nose, and frowned. "Why does it smell sour?"

[Stars want to be beautiful but have a middle school syndrome: Anchor, your cat peed! The one wearing the cyan beret.]

"What the hell, hey, Wendy, didn't I ask your big brother Zhongli to take you to the bathroom this morning?"

"You're drinking again, damn it, this is not a bathroom, don't spit on my pants! And my Dan Heng and Yan dolls."

The Manyo Cat was furious, and just as it was going crazy, a rock-colored cat entered the room, silently stretched out its tail, hooked it around the drunk cat's neck, and dragged it away.

Before leaving, the rock cat took out a rag to wipe the floor, threw a pair of red autumn trousers on the bed, and left behind the "Manye Cat" with a frown on his face.

The screen was scrolling: "The host still loves red long johns." Oh no, the host's cat can mop the floor, could it be able to do a backflip?

"My cat can do backflips... but only Danheng and Yan can see."

"Manye Cat" elegantly changed into red autumn johns and returned to the live broadcast room. He talked about Dan Heng, but when he thought of the previous bad plot, he couldn't help feeling sad.

On the screen, just when Yannian was about to reject Jingyuan, Qiong's phone vibrated. When he opened it, he saw that it was a message from Fu Xuan.

[Ruthless Divination Machine (Fu Xuan): Qiong, there's nothing to do right now. The formation is ready. Bring Yan over now. I'll let San Yue Qi try first.]

"finally--"

"Great, Lin Ze. I don't have time down there. I have something to take care of. Let the general take you for a walk."

Qiong put down her phone, looking bright and energetic, all the gloom in her eyes was gone.

Seeing the change in Qiong's mental state, Yannian immediately guessed what was going on.

Fu Xuan prepared the "Dayan Guanqiongzhen", in which the "Dayan Wandao Suanfa" would use countless enumeration methods to predict all the uncertainties in the fate of things.

In simple terms, the three foundations of a formation are time, space, and cause and effect.

As long as there is enough information, it can be inferred and the memory can be activated.

The material for deduction can be something related to the experience or the memory of the person involved.

"Oh?"

"Are you planning to break the contract?" Yannian looked unhappy and stared at Qiong with a subtle look.

"The following matter is very important to me. As for the Golden Man Lane, I believe the general will not let you succeed easily."

Qiong's tone sounded a little impatient, as if she wanted to leave the next second.

"Haha, could it be that the renowned pioneer of the starry sea is a dishonest person?"

"What are you going to do?" Yannian asked with pretended curiosity, secretly calculating the best time.

Three options appear on the screen.

Option 1: My little dragon baby is going to live. I’m sorry, Lin Ze, Yan and I have an appointment, so I have to get back to the train.

Option 2: Go to the train and bring Yan to Taibusi.

Option 3: It has nothing to do with you. (Indifferent)

Seeing that the plot was related to disgust, "Manyo no Neko" became excited and chose the first option.

After Qiong finished speaking, Jing Yuan understood immediately.

"You want to use the Dayanguan formation..." Jing Yuan frowned slightly. After all, Yan was a wanted criminal of the Xianzhou Alliance, but the contradiction was that the Star Core Hunter also contributed this time.

"Qiong, we all know that when Yan was possessed by Huanlong...right, you did it for your friend."

Jing Yuan immediately made a decision and said with a smile.

"Yes, General," Qiong echoed.

"Have you thought of something to put to activate Yan's memory?"

"Myself."

A trace of emotion flashed in Qiong's eyes. "To him, many memories are meaningless."

"Just keep my share."

"It's good that he has me. When he wakes up, I will take him to travel across the starry sea, unlocking planets one by one and meeting all kinds of people."

Qiong looked up at the sky as if grasping at the last straw, his expression unable to conceal his excitement.

It seems that everyone always likes to make up for the loneliness in their hearts through fantasy, before the expected future arrives.

Beside the lights, a laughing crowd passed by, and Lin Ze looked at Qiong silently.

In the book "The Little Prince", there are millions of roses in the world. Why do you think your rose is different from others?

The little prince smiled and said, "Because it is my rose."

Irrigate it, repel insects for it, and shelter it from the wind.

It may seem ordinary to others, but I just love it - this is my answer.

"Teacher...did you say that human nature is evil? Why do I always want to hurt others? I really could learn to love...like the Little Prince did with his rose."

"Lin Ze, everyone has evil thoughts deep down in their hearts. People are complex. Some choose to fight against it, while others submit to it. Being noble or living in disgrace, between faith and reality, is just a matter of choice."

Raindrops fell from the sky and landed on the tiles of the corridor.

In the gray morning mist, the wind blew, and the green vines swayed gently. On the steps, a female teacher wearing glasses sat next to a child.

The gray child with flaxen hair opened a fairy tale book. A bright red rose lay quietly in it, burning with love like fire, filling his golden eyes.

"Teacher... I don't understand, but you want me to be a good person, right?" the child asked in a low voice.

“As a teacher, I hope you will become someone who loves and is worthy of being loved.”

"But Lin Ze...if one day, survival becomes a problem, the world's malice pounces on you, and the rose in your heart withers."

"Even if it means living in poverty, being in a mess, or being extremely disappointed with this world, we must live on."

The female teacher reached out and stroked the child's head.

"Even if... it means hurting others?" The child avoided my gaze, lowered his head, and spoke hesitantly.

"I, who hurt others... am I still worthy of receiving red roses?"

"A rose that belongs only to me."

In response to this question, the female teacher smiled and said, "There are millions of roses, and there is always one waiting for you."

"In its eyes, no matter what you are like, you are its prince."

"But Lin Ze... once you choose to hurt others, you must be prepared to be hurt in return."

The rain suddenly got heavier, the air suddenly became heavy, and the cold mist with the smell of earth and grass hit the teacher's face, blurring his face.

The steps suddenly became a tilted mirror, reflecting Lin Ze and the red rose on his chest.

The teacher's voice whispered last.

"May your path, whether it be filled with cold punishment or blazing glory, be marked by a rose sworn in blood, blooming for you at dawn and withering for you at dusk."

"Finally—finally, it withered into a silent kiss before your cold, white tombstone."

“The wind carries to it a whisper—I have driven for you, and will always die for you.”

cg end.

"Looking at how happy you are, Yan is really important to you."

"Forget it, I haven't visited the train yet. How about taking me to see it?" Yannian calmed down and said with a smile.

[Scott Family fans: Oh my god, this CG of Lin Ze is so beautiful, I love it so much, I'm about to switch to the villain role, help!]

[A bunch of little black towers in the nest: What the hell is this teacher teaching? You can't hurt others, you should be a good child!]

[Kafka doesn't like drinking Coke: But you can't just not fight back...]

Qiong hesitated for a moment, and Jing Yuan broke the silence, "It just so happens that I haven't been to the train either, so let's go together."

"The general will go too, all right—"

"Then Lin Ze, come too."

With Jing Yuan's company, Qiong felt much more at ease, but this made Yan Nian furious, and he suspected that Jing Yuan was deliberately making things difficult for him.

Little did he know that when Yannian was looking at the sky, Jingyuan was also looking at Yannian quietly.

Amid the fireworks, the quiet rose silently observed its prince.

The prince's appearance has changed, and the familiar scent is a fatal temptation. The rose hesitates because it hopes to see the prince's true heart in front of its grave.

And it is the only one among the millions of roses.

Jing Yuan found that he couldn't stare at Lin Ze for too long, otherwise he would always have strange feelings and weird thoughts.