The Year of Rebirth

Jun Ruyu will never forget that night in her life. The city gate that was knocked open was like the broken wings of a butterfly, and the flames that ignited soared to the sky, flooding the entire city.

The screams of people, the neighing of war horses, the final roar of the soldiers when they died for their country, the sound of the enemy's neat steps, mixed with the crackling sound of the burning flames, constitute Jun Ruyu's memory of that night.

His mother dressed him in women's clothing for the five-year-old, tied his shoulder-length hair into two shofar braids, and handed him over to a court lady.Hold his hand and tell him that this is the ruin of the country and the family. If you don't have the strength, you don't have the right to get everything. He has to grow up.

At that time, Jun Ruyu was still ignorant, but what happened next made him fully understand the meaning of the words behind the scenes.

He hid in the secret passage with the palace maid, and watched his father protect his queen mother, but was killed by the sword of the dragon robe man.And his mother didn't shed a single tear, but rushed towards where they were, crashed to death at the entrance of the secret passage, and destroyed the mechanism that opened the secret passage.

He clearly remembered those eyes, and every time he dreamed back at midnight, those eyes would appear in front of his eyes.

It is the desolation of the destruction of the family and the death of relatives, and the hatred of death, which is so dark that it seems to touch your deepest heartstrings.

So Jun Ruyu never forgot.

He fled all the way with the court lady and became a beggar, begging on the side of the road just to cover up people's eyes and ears, but the palace lady became seriously ill due to the plague caused by the country's war.

Where did Jun Ruyu meet the person who changed his life, and since then embarked on a road that cannot be turned back.

He gave everything he had to the masked woman, worshiped that woman as his teacher, and lived on as a female disciple.

It's like abandoning the past, being trained by a woman as a successor, and even to the outside world, she has always shown herself as a daughter.

This is the beginning of this story.

This person Jun Ruyu not only completely inherited his mother's beautiful appearance, but was born with a wonderful bone, and also learned all the skills of a woman all her life. After the woman died, she replaced the woman and took charge of the entire power.

He is as his name suggests, a gentleman is born like jade, but he is as cold as ice. He doesn't like to talk on weekdays, but he has never made a mistake in his decision-making. He is probably the most mysterious leader in the history of the Demon Cult.

Su Liunian put down the script in his hand, raised his head and silently looked at the person in the vanity mirror.

The willow eyebrows are slender, and there is a slight watery look in a pair of phoenix eyes, making the black pupils moist, the eyelashes are curled up, and the elongated eyeliner adds majesty to these beautiful eyes.There is a silver flame pattern between the eyebrows. If you look closely, you will find that because of the peculiar makeup method, no matter from which angle you look at the flame emblem, it is different, as if it is burning.

The lower half of the face was covered under the veil, and only a nice nose and bright red lips could be vaguely seen.

If he hadn't been sitting in front of the mirror, Su Liunian wouldn't have admitted that the beauty in the mirror was him even if killed.

His eyes moved slightly, and he pursed his lips and looked at the makeup artist beside him, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

The make-up artist who was still immersed in his own world naturally couldn't see this murderous look, he just got more and more excited when he looked at it, and he was even more satisfied when he finally came back to his senses, and started to toss about Su Liunian's hairstyle again.

Su Liunian sighed, and glanced at the final rendering of the makeup artist's design on the dressing table. He had to admit that this look fit the description of the "devil head" in the script.

After calming down for a while, Su Liunian felt that he was still out of sight and out of mind, so he chose to close his eyes and brew his emotions.

What they were going to shoot later was the first scene of the play. Su Liunian needed to appear in women's clothing. They came early, and the sound of setting up the set outside was still heard intermittently, which made Shen Yue, who was a little sleepy, completely lose sleepiness.

When everything was ready and the extras were in place, the director remembered that his protagonist hadn't appeared yet.

"Where's Su Liunian?" The director looked around.

The scene recorder was jumping up and down, and when he heard the director's words, he hurriedly replied: "He came very early, and has been staying in the dressing room to put on makeup!"

The screenwriter's eyes lit up, and he laughed. "That's right, he's going to wear women's clothing today~~~"

The director glanced at the screenwriter, and silently turned his head to express that he didn't know him. Just as he was about to call Su Liunian, the door of the dressing room was pushed open. "..."

The director said, don't be so scary every time!Give people a little time to prepare mentally! ! !

The entire set was silent for about three seconds. Su Liunian, who was walking towards the director, heard the wailing of an assistant girl: "Will you let the woman live QAQ!"

"..." Su Liunian remained silent, and nodded slightly towards the director. "Director, I can do it."

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone also reflected... Fortunately, although he could not tell that he was a man with an ancient costume and makeup, his voice was still normal.

"Cough cough." The director pretended to cough, and waved his hand: "All the actors are in place! Ready to start!!"

Chang Ji picked up the small board and silently made a guest appearance as a playing board brother.

"Wrong repetition, scene one, scene one, action!"

The Demon Cult is not actually called the Demon Cult, they had their own name a long time ago, but ever since they were called the Demon Cult in the world, they also began to call themselves the Demon Cult. Gradually, it seemed that they were originally called the Demon Cult generally.

Among the Jianghu, the Demon Cult stood opposite to the Righteous Way, so everyone in the Demon Cult was happy to accept this title.Although they are not extremely vicious, nor are they adulterous and robbing, they are clearly doing business, which is a very serious business.

The selection of the leader of the Demon Cult has always been very strange. All the leaders will go out for a walk in the rivers and lakes at a time they think is suitable, and pick a child who is similar to them and has a good foundation to come back for training. Requirements, absolutely put an end to all kinds of corruption.

Once the apprentice succeeds, the master will retire. This has always been the tradition of the Demon Cult.

As for where those old leaders went after retiring, no one cared about it.

There is another important point. I don’t know when, the leaders of the Demon Cult’s past dynasties were all women, and these women were all cold-hearted, completely unmoved by love. The ideal in every heart is to find a child to raise her Big and pass the position down.

Almost every leader will tell his disciples that their religion is not called the Devil's Cult, and that they must carry forward their religion and restore their name when they ascend to great positions in the future.The little apprentice said that he would definitely do it in the future, but he turned around and found another apprentice to pass on this great wish.

It has been passed down to Jun Ruyu's generation, I don't know how many times it is.

Today is Jun Ruyu's enthronement ceremony.

The ceremony was not grand, it was just to recall the Demon Cult's outside hall masters and local leaders to the headquarters, so that they could see the demeanor of the leader.

Before today, Jun Ruyu had been in charge of the Devil's Cult for a whole year.And his legendary master disappeared long ago.

Rows of people are standing neatly in the core area of ​​the Devil's Cult. They bow slightly in one direction, and their voices are loud and clear: "Respectfully invite the leader!"

As the neat voice fell, someone stepped in from outside the door.

Walking in front were four young girls in white palace attire with flat buns on their hair.The four stood side by side, the first two sprinkled the petals in the flower baskets they were holding, and the last two each carried an incense burner. The four strolled out, paving a road decorated with flowers on the ground.

Then a woman in red flew out.

"She" doesn't touch the ground, she just taps her toes on the petals flying in mid-air, and she can fly up again.

The congregation only felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing in front of their eyes, but they couldn't see the woman's face clearly.

"She" landed on the high platform, stretched her long sleeves slightly, and then slowly turned around.

She has black hair that reaches to her waist, loosely rolled up on her head, and is matched with a phoenix hairpin, which looks like a phoenix flying high in the sky, with a few strands of black silk and silver tassels hanging down from her back.The red palace attire was slightly conservative, the upper body looked loose and tightly wrapped, which could not outline her figure, but the black silk cloth around the waist was tightly wrapped, which perfectly framed the slender waist.The layered red skirts on the lower body are like waves rippling when the wind moves, very beautiful.

With the focus of everyone's attention, the man's eyes were still indifferent, his lips were pursed without a smile, and his eyes were full of coldness, which could freeze people to death.As a result, that peerless face was also tainted with coldness.The veil moved slightly in the breeze, and she saw her red lips slightly parted, but she didn't say a word.

She sat down on the throne above the high platform and looked down at the people below.

The members of the Devil's Cult knelt on one knee, put their left hand on their shoulders, and spoke again in an incomparably tacit understanding. "See the leader!"

The sound shook the sky, and the camera slowly pulled back, gradually zooming out.

Wen Chuyuan stood aside and watched Su Liunian's play without half a line. He was still a little dazed until the director called out.

Moving to Su Liunian's side, Wen Chuyuan said with emotion: "When I read the script, I thought this scene was too pretentious...I didn't expect it to feel like this when it really came out...What kind of profundity is this pretentious? Unpredictable realm! I can feel that momentum even standing here!"

Su Liunian glanced at him, but did not reply.

But Wen Chuyuan, who understood the meaning of his eyes, was furious: "What do you mean! Why are you looking at me like a country bumpkin!"

Su Liunian blinked, and said innocently, "Aren't you?"

"..." How should he refute... He can't even speak to Su Liunian who is dressed like this now!

"If this scene didn't have this kind of momentum, the director would have called out a long time ago." Su Liunian ignored the bumpkin next to him, bowed his head and flipped through the script. "I still have a few more shows with this set of makeup, will you have it for the next one?"

"Yes..." Wen Chuyuan leaned over to read the script together. "Well, this is where our rivalry started..." He was a little emotional.

"Correction." Su Liunian moved a little further away. "It's the beginning of a bad relationship."

"What should I do? I'm afraid I won't be able to overwhelm you." Wen Chuyuan wanted to scratch his hair, but he was afraid of ruining it.

Su Liunian lit a candle for his short-sightedness. "Your IQ is down? In the next game, you will only have a few lines, and you are still a young boy who has just come out of the rivers and lakes. Can you overwhelm me?" Glancing at him, Su Liunian got up and went back to touch up his makeup.

Wen Chuyuan looked at the red figure going away, shrugged his shoulders, "So what, you still have to accept it from me~"

Thinking of it this way, he was a little excited again.