[Dragon Sword] Book of Laughing and Forgetting

Chapter 13

Even though Jianzi Xianji was asleep, the tentacles of his divine consciousness spread out to be alert to emergencies.

Before he had time to sleep until he woke up naturally, his snowy eyelashes trembled slightly, and he had already opened his eyes, as clear as a falcon, looking straight out from the closed window.

The fireplace burned all night, making the room as warm as spring, and the stained glass inlaid on the window sashes was also covered with a layer of white mist.Long Su was not there, the painting case was put away, and the epiphyllum under the couch was taken away, the room was silent, except for the awakened sword, only a faint residual fragrance remained.

Jianzi tried his luck and found that the restraint in the veins had been untied. He breathed a sigh of relief, waved his sleeve and shot out a ray of energy, and knocked down the latch on the window. At that moment, the closed window was suddenly released. A strong force pushed it inward, and a shadow rushed in - it was countless densely packed bats, and the wind rushed towards the face, sweeping towards the sword like a black whirlwind, and it was close at hand in an instant, and the sword could even see Clear their gleaming white fangs.

The sword remained motionless, neither dodging nor dodging, his gray-black eyes were as calm as water, as if he was facing the cool breeze directly.The moment countless bats dropped their teeth and claws and were about to touch him, Qiqi was suddenly blown away by the sudden surge of stellar energy, and all of them smashed on the surrounding walls, piling up black corpses all over the ground.

It was but a blink of an eye.

Only then did Jianzi look at the uninvited guest outside the window, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his words, "Emperor Simon."

Outside the open window was the gray sky of Jiacheng. The bloodthirsty king was shrouded in a black robe, standing on the balcony of the small building opposite, looking at this coldly.His black robe is windless and automatic, and his pupils are staring straight at the sword, a little casually, as if looking at a dying prey in a snare, with a bloodthirsty and evil smile on his pale and delicate face, "Your Majesty, come here Jiacheng, why didn’t you know you would let me know, so I can set up a feast for you.”

"Don't dare, I'm just an unexpected guest. To meet an uninvited guest, I'd better make a move." Jianzi's eyes were as cold as a deep pool, and he didn't want to talk to Simon, his whole body was solemn, and he was ready to kill.

It's just that he has not recovered from his serious injury, and Gu Chen is not around, facing Simon at this moment...it is really tricky.

"What if I insist on staying?" The dark aura belonging to the king erupted. Simon had previously detected that Jianzi was in the weak stage of bloodthirsty transformation. Although he dare not underestimate the peak strength of Taoism in the Central Plains at this moment, he also faintly felt that everything was at stake. Satisfied with the grasp, the murderous intent has already locked on the sword, and he only needs to wait for him to relax for a moment before he makes a move to capture it.

While the two sides were confronting each other, another strong aura broke into the stagnant air without warning, interrupting the killing intent of the two wrestling suddenly.

The carved door of the bedroom slowly passed across the thick carpet, and opened silently. Long Su shook the Chinese fan, and the breeze from the fan blew in front of him. Walking in, there was no tension as if he was facing an enemy, his golden eyes After a leisurely sweep, he frowned obviously dissatisfied when he saw the bat corpses all over the ground.

He was so leisurely that he saw some changes in the eyes of Simon and Jianzi.

At this moment and here, Long Su's attitude was ambiguous, and he didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend to these two hostile people.

"Emperor Jia is really overly enthusiastic when he comes here." Long Su didn't look at Jianzi, and after looking around, he sighed.

Simon concealed his anger, Jianzi's eyes were slightly dazed, and his tense body was still not loosened.

Simon looked back and forth at the two Longjian and Longjian who were in the same room, and snorted coldly: "Shulou Longsu, I want you to find the fairy trace of Jianzi for me, but you hid it privately, heh, I don't want Longshou to show up For the bloodthirsty people still have this blood."

"Ha", Long Su sneered, half covered his face with a fan, revealing half a face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, showing a lazy but arrogant air, "Simon, why did I ever say that I obey your orders?"

Simon's face was gloomy, and he smiled instead of anger, "What a Shulou Longsu." He wanted to say more, but saw Longsu turned around and pointed at the sword with his fan, and sighed: "However, Emperor Kai is kind enough to invite you. Why don't Ziru go to the banquet?" He spoke with confidence, his bright golden eyes condensed into pure maple red with a smile, staring at the sword with a deep glint in his eyes.

Simon showed an inexplicable smile, restrained his killing intent, and watched the show with interest.

Long Su approached Jianzi, smiled generously, and warmly invited: "My friend is still injured but insists on leaving, how can I rest assured—how about going with me to Emperor Jia's Castle and staying for a few days?"

Jianzi closed his eyes and remained silent, his complex eyes were covered by thick and long eyelashes.

Long Su and Simon join forces, Jianzi has no chance of winning.

What's more, the suspended plan should continue.

"Okay." Jianzi said coldly, his tone slowed down, but the hostility still persisted.

Simon threw off his cloak sideways, the king's coercion was completely released, and the dark and violent aura was ready to move. He glanced at Long Su and smiled, "Then I'll take a step first and wait for you two at the King's Castle, please." With a loud laugh, his body turned into countless bats and spread out.

The swarm of bats turned into black dots in the sky and gradually dispersed. Under the distant sky, the dark and gloomy Emperor's Castle looked like a huge human-thirsty beast crouching in the sky, waiting for its prey to take the bait.

As soon as Simon left, the two people in the room fell into silence, and no one spoke.

Just now confronted Simon, although he didn't make a move, but Jianzi mobilized his whole body's skills and was ready to fight. Now he relaxes temporarily, adjusts his breath carefully for a week, and then opens his eyes. , the air is like a rainbow.

He didn't question Long Su why he backed down. At that moment, the alienation and hidden danger in Long Su's body all reminded others of the insurmountable position between him and the bloodthirsty clan. The past friendship became unpredictable under such antagonism Difficult to distinguish.

After a brief silence, it was Long Su who spoke first. His words were sarcastic, "Didn't you just want to wait for an opportunity to sneak into the castle last night? Simon's invitation is not what you want?"

"Perhaps I was surprised that Shulou Longsu, who is unparalleled in magnificence, will one day be a pawn." Jianzi stabbed back.

"You think I called Simon?" The pearly fan paused.

"Yes or no, it doesn't matter." Jianzi didn't even look at Long Su, and began to tidy up his appearance, gathered a strand of hair and put it on the Taoist crown, and tied the crown belt again.

Long Su chuckled, and suddenly approached, before Jianzi had no time to dodge, he whispered something quickly, Jianzi's pupils shrank, and he turned sideways to avoid Long Su, his expression changed.

What Long Su said was: "Whether Timo's bite is real or not, who else knows better than me?"

On the long table was a newly laid tablecloth. The castle steward set the knife and fork, served the dishes back and forth, and finally bowed and retreated with impeccable manners.

The candlelight was bright, illuminating the bloodshot steak on the plate with distinct textures, reflected in the crystal clear glass, and the red light shone -- no need to look, Jian Zi already knew what was in the glass.

The owner of the castle raised the wine glass, shook it slightly in front of the candlelight, admired the sticky texture, glanced at the sword, and said, "Infants who have not yet been born, cut open the artery, and only take the most delicious blood from the heart. , my honored guest, why don't you taste it?"

The hands in Jianzi's wide sleeves were already clenched, but his face was still calm and indifferent, "Of course you must be extremely careful when you go to the Emperor's dinner party, otherwise, even if Jianzi's skin is rough and fleshy, he might be ripped open , taking blood has become someone else's meal."

"Hahaha, what a witty and humorous sword fairy." Simon turned his wine glass and looked at Long Su, "What do you think of Long Shou?"

Long Su stretched out his hand towards the cup, slid his fingers across the outer cup wall, and let go of his hand again, "The blood is already cold, it's a pity, I'm going to disappoint Emperor Jia's kindness."

"If you don't do anything, then my master is not thoughtful." Simon sighed.

"Witt," Simon called the manager, and ordered, "Since the distinguished guests are not satisfied, why don't you serve new dishes quickly, and make sure the distinguished guests of Jiacheng feel at home..."

"No need," Jianzi interrupted their conversation, and with a wave of his sleeve, he stood up, "Thank you for your hospitality, Jianzi appreciates it, everyone, go ahead, I will go ahead."

He refused resolutely, and Simon was not surprised. He took a sip of the blood in the cup and said slowly, "I have admired the peak of the Three Religions for a long time. I have been in a hurry for a while in Liufa Tiangong. I am deeply regretful that I did not get to know each other deeply—Jianzi , since it’s rare to come here, let’s stay here.”

Long Su's hand turned into a precious fan, and he fanned it slowly, looking at the sword without speaking.

"Also." Jianzi said lightly.

He promised so readily, which was beyond Simon's expectations.Simon was taken aback, and a strange look appeared in his eyes, "Werther, take the distinguished guest to the bedroom."

"Yes, Master Simon." Werther made a gesture of invitation, and Jianzi followed him, wearing a white priestly robe, zigzagging up the stairs, gradually disappearing into the darkness.

Simon raised his glass to Long Su, looked at the drink he had never touched before, and exchanged a look that only bloodthirsty people could understand, "Does Long Shou want another drink?"

The smell of pure fresh blood is sweet and alluring to the well-developed sense of smell of the bloodthirsty race.

Long Su squinted at the blood that was beginning to congeal in the cup, and smiled faintly, with a hint of disdain.

"Oh?"

"I never give in," Long Su looked up at the depths of the spiraling stairs, with a half-smile, "It's okay to be honest, I only want that one."

I want to bite into his warm skin, suck his hot blood, see the painful and joyful look on his face, and then——drag him into the darkness to be with me forever.

"What a coincidence, my beloved son of evil also wants him." Simon's eyes reflected the candlelight, like a will-o'-the-wisp ready to move, lurking a threat.

"Then each depends on his ability," Long Su smiled, and had already stood up, "I'll excuse you first." Without looking at the cold and treacherous expression on Simon's face, he walked leisurely to the escalator and climbed up the stairs.

Werther met Long Su at the passage, and he was surprised: "Mr. Longshou, are you planning to stay overnight too?" Seeing Long Su's acquiescence, he put on a sincere but not overly enthusiastic expression, "Then, please come here with me .”

"No need," Long Su waved his hand to stop him, "Take me to Jianzi's room."

"This..." Werther was surprised and embarrassed.

"Jianzi and I have been good friends for many years. It is common to fall asleep together with weary hands and feet. When I go to visit, will Jianzi still blame you?" It really seems that Werther is rare and strange.

"But Master Simon said..."

"I have already informed Emperor Huija, and he has no objection."

"Then... well, please follow me." Werther was persuaded, turned around and led Long Su back on the road.After a while, we arrived at Jianzi's room.

Werther pushed open the door, and what came into view was the gorgeous but dim living room. Jian Zi leaned on the armchair, as if closing his eyes to rest his mind. Different color, just look at Long Su behind him through Werther, indifferently.

Werther was about to introduce Long Su's reason for coming, but Long Su had already waved his hand to signal him to leave. Seeing Jianzi's expression did not seem dissatisfied, Werther closed the door and left after saluting.

"Please do what you want." Jianzi said, closing his eyes again, as if he didn't want to look at him again.

"I know where the son of evil is hiding."

"condition."

"I haven't eaten today." Long Suhua removed the fan in his hand, approached Jianzi, his golden eyes seemed to be tempting, "a little is enough."

Jianzi looked at him for a long while, his right finger was like a knife, and he slashed on his left wrist, blood oozed from the wound.

"You..." Jianzi didn't bargain, and was so decisive, which surprised Long Su, and then he couldn't laugh or cry, he took Jianzi's hand, and bent down.

Jianzi turned his head, not wanting to see Long Su sucking blood, but felt something soft and wet slipping across his wrist, as if he had been hit by an electric shock, he was startled and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Long Su held him tightly. , I couldn't shrink back for a while.

The wound was not deep at all, and under the action of the bloodthirsty saliva, it healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Except for the remaining blood on the wrist, there was not even a scar left.

Jianzi looked at Long Su in a daze, but fell into a maple-colored gentle gaze, just like Long Su's eyes that accidentally fell on him when he was not confronting Jianzi a long time ago.

It's as if... Long Su still loves him.

It's as if...they're still the closest and most trusted people to each other.

It's ridiculous, I'm still delusional.Jianzi reprimanded himself in his heart, and the thousand-year-old tree's exhortation to him at that time echoed in his ears, "Tracing fruit is like reincarnation, unless you die, it's like gangrene attached to the bone, and it will never be cured."

Jianzi shook off Long Su's hand, breathed as usual, and said coldly, "Now you can speak."