Autumn.

The autumn day that truly belongs to Daming Mansion came quietly overnight.

The withered jujube tree in the yard was full of fruits, and red pomegranates hung on the branches.

The dead city of Daming Mansion has regained its vitality, and Beiyin Hall has been solemn for many years, replaced by the joy of today, with red lanterns hanging high, happy couplets coming to the door, and firecrackers are ringing.

This is the first joy that Beiyin Hall has received in exchange for the past ten years of silence and suffering, Chen Qianyu's wedding.

It shouldn't have been so hasty, but time is already short, so Feng Qin took the initiative and got married to the two newlyweds in such a hurry.

The people from my mother's family came later, and Huo Fenghuang's ten brothers came day and night with their mother, none of them were absent.

All the guards of the Dragon Banner Guard were helping, and for a moment, the entire Beiyin Hall was filled with joy.

But Gong Chun stood on the city tower with a sad face, looking into the distance, wondering what he was thinking.

The left ear slowly came over and stood with him without saying a word.

He knew that if he wanted to say something, he would speak out on his own initiative.

The sunset turned west, and the sunset was as red as fire, imprinted on Gong Chun's cheeks, emitting a faint light.

As night approaches, the stars are already shining brightly, without night clouds, and a slight breeze blows Gong Chun's wide clothes and rings rustling.

He finally moved, looked at his left ear, and smiled, "I haven't seen the sunset for many years."

"The sunset is everywhere every day, but few people really watch it leave seriously." Zuo Er smiled, "I think there have not been many times in my life watching the sunset leave as calmly as I am now."

"When I was in the Hall of Demon Gods, I always looked forward to the arrival of the night, because only then can I know that if I have time, my time will pass, otherwise it will remain unchanged for thousands of years. But now, my life is like this sunset, and maybe it is about to go to the west, but I can't bear it, too much to let it go, and there are too many concerns in this world."

"But you don't belong to the world." The black eyes in the left ear suddenly turned red. He smiled and turned back, "I've been in the world for thousands of years, but I cherish every day and try to be an ordinary person, but when you come, everything has changed."

"You should wake up." Gong Chun said, "One hundred thousand years ago, you chose to stay in the world, which was a clearer way. Perhaps it would make you more generous in the world."

"Do you want to awaken the demons on earth?" Zuo Er smiled, "When I see you, I feel helpless and ask for help, I suddenly feel a little pity for you."

"Why?" Gong Chun smiled.

"The once proud Demon Lord is now in a down-and-out way, so how can people not feel sorry for you?" The left ear said, "But after all, you are the master of the Demon Realm, we are just a chess piece under your hands."

Gong Chun smiled and didn't speak.

"I can't figure out why you defeated the Witch God, but you were defeated by his son." Zuo Er smiled.

Gong Chundao: "The biggest difference between them, father and son is that the Witch God wants to be the master of the Demon Realm, while Yoon Mei only wants to be a servant of power, so he doesn't care what will happen to the Demon Realm, he just wants to have powerful power, and only cares about how to kill me."

"Maybe it is." Zuo Er smiled, "This is your biggest failure hundreds of thousands of years ago, right?"

"I will not give up until the end." Gong Chun smiled, "You can be a mortal in the world, what's wrong with me?"
Chapter completed!