Thunderbolt Cherry Blossom Season

It's true that Yu Ci's heart is not weak. As the King of Slaughtering Broken Island, she may still have some pride, but it is this pride that makes her unable to win this battle.Because, the devil prince is stronger, maybe the devil prince is not serious, but no one can deny that he has this capital because he is strong enough.When the red crescent wings like flames unfolded from the back of the devil prince, the snake-like chains on the Jumang swords were deeply unfolded and entwined.

"Ekong evil fire!" Accompanied by the huge flame, Yu Cixin's kung fu was unbeatable, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing Yucixin's defeat, Arthur didn't say anything.

Yu Cixin retreated because of his rival in love, and Prince Demon, his strength is also absolute.So Arthur wasn't surprised by this result.

Turn around and walk towards your Buddha Yingzhai.He doesn't care about these things, he really doesn't care, because for him, the world has long since been indifferent.

"Why did you just leave like this?" The devil prince who had left Yu Cixin looked at the Buddha Ying who was left with only his back.

Walking all the way back to my Buddha Yingzhai, it was an indescribably quiet journey.Standing under the cherry blossom tree, looking at the pink cherry blossoms that have begun to fall, I feel an unspeakable sadness in my heart. Back then, when I was still good friends with Fengyou, I also spent some internal energy to create a fantasy that was full of branches. blooming sakura.Looking at the hypocrisy and purity in his eyes, he smiled like cherry blossoms, but now without his maple grapefruit, he also lost his extra love for these cherry blossoms.

"Please write a picture for me. Draw slowly, I want you to always remember that you once had a good friend named—Maplefruit."

I am never willing, but for you, I have to be willing, I owe your trust, I owe your friendship.It is precisely because of these that I am willing to make a promise, a promise that is impossible to be willing.Because you are Fengyou, because you are my friend.

"My name is Edward."

In my mind, the boy with short bronze hair and pale skin suddenly rang.If it's love, do I owe you too, your friendship?

Take a deep breath of the fragrance of cherry blossoms, and let the magnificence linger around you, that is his long-term company.Because of this fragrance.Who ever fascinated.Because of this taste of hypocrisy.

"Nostalgia is the passage of the weak, because the weak do not have the ability to move forward. Therefore, using nostalgia to restrain yourself, cherishing, badly holding on to the past, thinking, remembering the days you have passed, is nothing but hypocrisy and cowardice It's just an excuse for not going forward." Suddenly, a strange but familiar preaching voice came from behind him.Turning around, he looked at the two figures approaching him.The red is gorgeous, and the white is indifferent.It is the devil prince of Buddha Prison, and his side body Ningyuan. "Buddha Sakura. I remember that you are not a pure hypocrite. Although you are very weak, you are not so addicted to nostalgia!" Although you have long been weak to the end.turn around.The devil prince said to Chi Qing.

Don't think I can't hear you, okay?

Look at the devil prince.Arthur suppressed the slight sadness in his heart, turned around, and his face returned to the indifference.It was like he had never shown that nostalgic expression before. "I never knew that you are so free as the king of Buddha Prison." Arthur said, looking at the two people opposite him, he didn't have much intersection with them. Once, he was the Lord of Buddha Prison, and Today, he is the master of Buddha Yingzhai, a hermit in a difficult situation.He and him, he and them, have long since lost any relationship.

"Don't be so indifferent~" Looking back, the devil prince took out the two jugs of wine he had just ordered from Chi Qing's hand. "This is the top-quality wine in the Jueqing Restaurant, how about it? Why don't I have a glass. I went to ask Murongqing for it."

Seeing the fragrant wine in the hands of the devil prince, Arthur lowered his eyes, neither refusing nor agreeing.Arthur didn't sit on the stool until the devil prince sat down on the stone table and poured wine.

"Please!" Demon Prince waved his big hand and drank the good wine in the cup, "It's really good wine! Chi Qing, why don't you have some?"

"I'll go back to Buddha Prison soon." Chi Qing said.Refusing the cup offered to his lips.

Is this a fear of drunk driving?At that time, the common sense learned by Arthur said to himself, but, in this difficult situation, if something really happened, the devil prince would be very happy to tear that person into pieces.Arthur thought so, and poured the good wine into his mouth.

…… After drinking for three rounds, the devil prince and Arthur finally fell on the table, their fair cheeks were flushed, although they were not like those drunks, but they were still somewhat confused.

"I! I am the Demon Prince! The Fire House Buddha Prison represents me!"

"Yes! The disaster of the Buddha Prison, you are the odd number of the Buddha Prison!" You have never been the hope of the Buddha Prison.You are disaster, you are disaster, you are destruction!

"Ahh~ So a philosopher! I love peace!" He opened his arms as if to embrace something.

"Peace! Hahaha! Peace!" Arthur looked at the Demon Prince and laughed. He didn't like alcohol because it would paralyze his mind.But he also likes to drink, also because he will paralyze his reason.

He raised his head suddenly, and let his long blue hair shake off the freehand arc. "I remember you drew a picture of Fengyou Qizi, why don't you also draw a picture for me and Chi Qing?"

Looking at Chi Qing who was forcibly pulled into his arms by the devil prince.There was a silent smile on the corner of Arthur's mouth. When was he so close to Fengyou?

Take out the drawing paper, and start to draw their outlines stroke by stroke.

I never want to admit that the eternity in my heart, I drew you on paper and handed it over to the fateful woman, but I also drew you in my heart and sealed it lightly, because you are my friend, and you have been there for a hundred years. real buddy.

The strokes that never want to fall, can't even make the car prints left when we were together.Because our past has long since lost its mark.I will pretend to be Buddha Sakura, because you will always forgive Buddha Sakura.

"Buddha buddy, I don't blame you, I forgive you."

The strokes falling on the yellowed paper, one is charming and the other is indifferent.

"Remember to write, I am the son of truth." The devil prince said, adjusting his numb hands.

"I will remember, you are the Demon Prince."

"Why don't you draw a picture of Buddha Sakura?" Chi Qing asked suddenly. Chi Qing, who had seldom talked to herself, made Arthur almost lose the brush in his hand.

"Because, Buddha Ying, doesn't exist..." He murmured the words in his mouth, but refused to spit them out.

Because Foying is a truly pure and innocent person. He is not like the Marquis of Triumph, who is covered in military horses and sins.Buddha Ying is another self, another pure self.The self that will never be polluted by anything.

"The painting is finished." He put pen to paper and spread the painting on the table.Red's willful posture burns everything like a flame, while Bai's indifferent appearance is like flowing water, but he is willing to entangle with the flame.Wrapped with black patterns, like a moth, it will never turn back, and like a fire dragon, it rushes proudly to the boundless sky.

The devil prince's smile is evil and empty, because he is so empty, he doesn't have any heart or emotion.He didn't care about survival or death. He slaughtered all the Ni Yu clan, but let them go because he was waiting for the flame of hatred.He could kill Murongqing, or force Murongqing to give up revenge, but he provoked him countless times, for what?Perhaps, just to let them kill him.Because he doesn't care about life, he doesn't care about death.

Looking up and looking at the two people in front of him, Arthur suddenly had a novel idea in his heart. Maybe that world, the world he had been to would be more suitable for him, because he was eager to fight, and fighting, for vampires Said, it's their instinct again, if it were them, maybe it would be more interesting.Perhaps it was the alcohol that had numb his nerves, Arthur spoke suddenly. "Hey, if there is a place, there is a race, you can fight at will, how about it."

"There are such races! Oh! How perfect would that be? I will help you destroy them completely!" said the Demon Prince.The tone is full of excitement.

"No, stay, stay for a few days, not all." Karen, and...who?

"Of course, hatred, how beautiful it will be when the flame of hatred blooms?" said the devil prince, opening his arms as if to embrace the sky.

"You will be disappointed! Hehe..." It's just that even I am not sure about the reality of that world.But if it were you, you would never think of Buddha Prison, nor would you long to return.Unlike me, I long for the Buddha Prison and my obsession.And you, longing to fight, longing for something to fill your empty heart.We are different.Perhaps, if one day, you go to that world, bring my news to those who will miss me, and live wantonly in that world.Live out your fiery vitality, together with your secondary body, Chiqing.

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