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

"Tenth King, the current Si Ding of the Dan Ding Division - Yun Hua wants to see Dan Feng."

"No."

"Ten Kings, Dragon Masters—Dan Yun and Long Yi want to see Dan Feng."

"No."

In the dim room, the only light source was a flickering ghost fire, the faint light dancing in the air. Yannian was flipping through a book, and next to him, Xue Yi was reading people's names.

Now because of Dan Feng's incident, Luofu is in chaos.

There are countless people who come to see me every day, but it is obvious that they have no good intentions.

Yannian was waiting, he only trusted Jingyuan's judgment.

But he had to meet Dan Feng, to punish him, and to confess his sins.

"Once you're in a high position, you have no control over what you do." Yannian left the desk and said, "Han Ya stays here, and Xue Yi comes with me to the Prison of Hell."

Jackdaw curled his lips and separated from Xue Yi, which made her very unhappy. He asked, "Isn't this discrimination against the flesh?"

There are two puppets, and she is the only one... She needs to drink the wine of Wangchuan River frequently to maintain her flesh and blood.

Yannian obviously wore a snow coat more often than her.

"Don't think too much, just do your own thing." Yannian said lightly, glanced at Jackdaw, and left coldly.

Xue Yi smiled helplessly, patted Jackdaw's head, and followed him. But then he heard Yannian say, "Yan Ou is going to war, what does a flesh and blood person have to do with it?"

You really engage in physical discrimination, this is such a bad habit!

In prison, the young man's ankles and wrists were shackled with chains, leaving several eye-catching red marks on his snow-white skin.

As it shook, there was a heavy metallic collision sound.

Hearing the footsteps, Dan Feng looked up, his eyes still lonely and cold like the snow in winter.

"You're different from the person I met before... Who are you?"

Dan Feng's voice was hoarse.

"The one who sentenced you," Yannian said lightly.

"You decide."

Dan Feng raised the corners of his mouth and smiled wantonly, a trace of red gradually spreading from the corner of his mouth, fearless.

Under the black robe, Yannian's red eyes moved slightly. He knew what crime Danfeng had committed, but he only had a vague understanding of the deeper reasons behind it.

He didn't understand Dan Feng.

There is no need to understand because this is a copy of Jing Yuan.

But the other person's eyes were fixed on him, with a strange light flashing in them, which made him feel quite strange.

It seemed that every time he saw Dan Feng, the other party would look at him like this.

"What are you looking at?" Yannian frowned.

Dan Feng closed his eyes and said, "Nothing."

The air was filled with the smell of dampness and decay. Yannian looked at Danfeng deeply, and just as he turned around, Danfeng whispered something.

"Have we... met before?"

Yannian paused, without looking back, and said, "Never."

"Until this matter is settled, I will not allow anyone else near here, and I will not carry out any more torture."

"Just...calm down for a while."

The boy's voice was completely devoid of warmth, as cold as ice, and sounded a bit strange. He must have changed his voice intentionally.

"Is...that so?" Dan Feng watched the young man's departing back, vague memories swirling in his mind.

Sometimes, the first sight is the last sight, and the last sight is the first sight of you.

"—I'm finally going to take you with me to death."

In the lonely dungeon, the shadows in the corners rise and fall, as if silently telling someone's story.

After leaving the Prison, on the way back to the Ten Kings Division, Yannian suddenly wanted to go see Jingyuan. After all, it was a rare opportunity for him to come out, so he might as well go and improve his favorability. It would only take a glance.

So he let Xue Yi go back by herself. Xue Yi had a sullen face and finally couldn't help but speak, "If there's a demon, you can send me to deal with it. I'm not weak, otherwise, why would you call me out?"

"You have to let me move!"

Yannian was stunned and realized that Xueyi had misunderstood him and thought that he had to take on all the work again.

"Then we will split into two groups. You will go from here to the Ten Kings Division, and you will be responsible for dealing with any demonic spirits that appear along the way."

"Is it okay for me to walk from here to Shen Ce Mansion?" Yannian proposed a plan. Xue Yi nodded with satisfaction and hurried over.

Looking at Xue Yi's departing back, Yannian breathed a sigh of relief.

It feels like I'm having an affair behind my subordinate's back. What's going on?

Yannian touched his chin and subconsciously excused himself. He was the cold-blooded and ruthless Tenth King. How could he be moved by such a cold and imposing setting?

So, should I go to Jingyuan's house or wait for him in Shen Ce Mansion?

After hesitating for a while, Yannian went to Jingyuan's home.

There are many spies around the Shen Ce Mansion, not to mention that it is a special period recently. All major forces are waiting for Jing Yuan’s next arrangement for Dan Feng.

This is undoubtedly cruel to Jingyuan.

Because they used to be good friends.

I jumped onto the roof as usual. The plum blossoms in front were in full bloom, exuding a refreshing fragrance that half-covered the house behind.

The window was pitch black. Yannian sat down, propped up his chin with his hand, and whispered, "You haven't come back yet?"

"came back."

A faint voice echoed in his ears, and Yannian was startled. He turned his head and saw that Jingyuan had been sitting there without him knowing when. He was wearing ordinary clothes, holding a glass of sake in one hand and a book in the other.

The moonlight flows in the night sky, and the familiar outline has completely lost the immaturity in memory, and is as bright as jade.

Yannian's eyes widened. He was tricked by Jingyuan again.

When did you sit there?

In a hurry, Yannian said indifferently, "I'm just passing by", then turned around and was about to run, but was met with the God's eager eyes. The God raised his arms and showed him the beauty of strength.

Yannian: “…”

"Sir, a forced melon is not sweet. It's better to let the melon go." Yannian took a step back.

He swore that he was not afraid of the God.

It's a joke that the MVP of the Ten Kings Division is afraid of the general.

As he becomes more familiar with the power, no matter how bad he is, he can still fight with a 40% to 60% chance.

The so-called 4:6 ratio, after his death, Jing Yuan's ratio became 6.

Wait a minute, Yannian, save your own pride. You can't admit defeat before the fight even begins. You've been a ruthless person who bullied Jingyuan before.

Yannian tried hard to straighten his chest. He had never fought against an envoy before, so he just assumed that Jingyuan and he were evenly matched. After the battle with Jingliu, he had become stronger.

"You'll know whether the melon is sweet or not by taking a bite. Besides, I haven't heard of anyone passing by sitting here looking at me every time." Jing Yuan chuckled, picked up another glass, filled it with wine, and faced Yannian.

"Since we are here..."

"Stay with me for a while, okay?"

"Just for a moment."

Jing Yuan's eyes were gentle, but there was fatigue that could not be concealed in the corners of his eyes.

His tone sounded calm, but seemed to contain a hint of longing.

Yannian hesitated for a moment, but still walked forward, took the wine glass, and sat next to Jingyuan.

He felt a little embarrassed. After all, he had messed up the pursuit of Jingliu.

But now, he is the only one who can accompany Jingyuan.

In fact, he no longer needs to hide his identity, but after taking off the black robe, he doesn't know what to say to Jing Yuan?

"I made some dried fish. Let's have them as a snack." Jing Yuan took out a plate of dried fish and handed it to Yan Nian. Yan Nian's eyes lit up. He highly recognized Jing Yuan's craftsmanship.

"What flavor is it this time?" Yannian picked up one and put it in his mouth impatiently.

"Your favorite."

"She knows it, and I know it too."

Jing Yuan smiled slightly and drank a glass of wine.

Yannian was stunned.

The air was filled with silence.

"When did you know that?"

"It was just a guess, but it seems I guessed right." Jing Yuan suddenly approached the young man in black robe, and Yannian had not yet reacted.

Jing Yuan reached out and took off the brim of his hat. His white hair was scattered and his lifeless red eyes were dull. He looked less flamboyant and more numb.

"Why are you coming here all of a sudden--" Yannian punched Jingyuan on the head. As a cat, he was startled.

Jing Yuan groaned in pain, but narrowed his eyes slightly. He took the opportunity to turn over and rest his head on Yannian's legs, his expression relaxed.

"Jingyuan."

"what's up?"

"You... fell on my lap."

"You hit me hard on the head. I feel pain and dizziness. Is there anything wrong?"

"…No."

Yannian choked and looked embarrassed for the first time, which made Jingyuan unable to hold back a chuckle.

They had known each other for hundreds of years, and this was the first time they had come into contact with each other.

Suddenly, a light snow fell from the sky, like countless silver flakes decorating the earth, fluttering down.

"It's snowing and it's cold. You should go back to the house and wear more clothes." Yannian stretched out his hand to block the snowflakes for Jingyuan and whispered.

"You're wearing less than me."

Jingyuan held Yannian's hand, which was freezing cold.

"I don't feel cold, nor can I sense the cold. Yanou doesn't have these feelings. No matter how much you wear, you won't be warm. You have to take care of yourself." Yannian wanted to get up and get clothes for Jingyuan.

He seemed to have gotten used to it.

It is customary to always think about Jingyuan.

"Need not."

Jing Yuan didn't move, but placed Yan Nian's hand on his chest, and Yan Nian's fingertips trembled slightly.

He could feel the regular beating, like a blazing flame, flowing along his fingertips and gradually warming his body.

"This way... you won't be cold anymore." Jing Yuan whispered.

The moonlight fell on his gentle smile, like a pool of warm spring water.

"Jingnian...why do you do so much for me?"

After many years, Jing Yuan asked again.

Yannian pursed his lips and met those deep golden eyes. For some reason, his emotions fluctuated a little, but he quickly suppressed them and smiled.

"Because we are friends, you promised me that day, and you can't go back on your word."

The snow fell a little, the mist spread, and plum blossoms fell into the wine in the glass, adding a touch of red.

"Ah."

"No regrets."

After a long time, Jing Yuan also returned a smile.

Afterwards, the two sat together, looking at the moon in the snow. Jingyuan drank a lot, and Yannian drank with him.

But Yannian would not get drunk, and Jingyuan got drunk in a short while. His cheeks turned slightly red, and he leaned on Yannian subconsciously. Yannian took off his black robe and covered Jingyuan with it, letting Jingyuan lean on him.

Yannian did not mention Danfeng or Jingliu.

He knew Jingyuan understood, and was exhausted because of it.

"Jingnian...you will always be here," Jingyuan murmured.

"I will always stay with you."

Yan Xiao said in a young voice.

Jingnian is one of the Ten Kings, a Yanou, who is immortal and can always accompany Jingyuan.

"Everything you don't like can be left to me to solve. This is the meaning of my coming to you."

After hearing Yannian's words, the somewhat drunk Jing Yuan laughed out loud, then whispered, "I've already told you... don't always say things that can lead to misunderstandings."

"You haven't changed at all...Is it me, who has changed?"

Jingyuan closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully leaning against Yannian.

The system prompted that Jingyuan’s favorability had increased, but Yannian did not respond at all.

He just sat there, watching the snow all night, giving Jingyuan a shoulder to lean on.

The golden wind and jade dew meet,

It wins but there are countless people.