"Want to die?"
Yin Xuezuo's voice penetrated everyone's instruments, and his voice was cold and full of hostility.
The four demons holding the magical instruments were all shaken by this sound, and before they could react, they heard a click, and the communication belonging to Bai Bai was interrupted.
Four Demons: "..."
Rong Ge: My mother, when did Bai Bai sneak in! ! !
Chi Yang: It's over, is it too late to play dead now
Cong Frost: Bai Bai, this idiot!
The three demon generals had different thoughts, quickly quit the communication, and pretended to be dead, only Cang Ming was still in place, the hand holding Ji Yan was frozen in the air, Yin Xuezuo's voice exploded in his head like a thunder. , so that he almost lost his mind.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at Ji Yan, and after realizing what he had done, he immediately released his hand and took a few steps back.
Ji Yan originally gave up, but she didn't expect him to suddenly back away. She leaned against the wall behind her, curled up, and stared at him vigilantly with a pair of black and white eyes.
Cang Ming looked as if he was afraid of something.
But what could frighten him
Ji Yan only thought of one person.
Her heart suddenly became chaotic, and she was completely at a loss. She only curled up a little tighter, her hand on one side was still shaking slightly, and she lowered her head and coughed.
Suddenly there were slow footsteps around.
The sound came from the window, stepping on the wooden floor, the wind blew the curtain, as if someone was coming.
"Cangming."
A familiar voice rang out, and the man stood not far away with a gloomy tone, "What are you doing?"
Cang Ming suddenly knelt down, put his hands on the ground, and looked inexplicably horrified, "Demon, Demon Lord... subordinate, subordinate wants to bring her to you..."
When the man's eyes turned, Ji Yan felt that a bunch of eyes fell on her. She didn't know what to do, but just bowed her head and buried her head in her knees, as if it had nothing to do with her.
But when she heard that voice, she seemed to hear the sound of blood flowing in her heart.
Sore nose.
She didn't know what happened to Cang Ming, only to hear Cang Ming's explanation suddenly interrupted, a low muffled hum sounded, and then the surroundings became quiet again, so quiet that there was no sound, only her own breathing.
Holding a heart, she curled up quietly for a long time, and even began to suspect that they all left.
The sound of the wind and rain outside also stopped. After the rainstorm, there was a moist smell in the air, and there was a faint scent of flowers in the air.
Ji Yan didn't know how long she had been sitting before she quietly raised her head.
When he raised his head, he suddenly met a pair of black eyes.
Ji Yan: "… "
Yin Xuezuo squatted in front of her, looking at her quietly, his black eyes were moist and harmless, he didn't know what he was looking at, Ji Yan met his gaze, subconsciously trembled, and forgot to take his eyes back .
… just stared at him for a long time.
Yin Xuezuo didn't say anything, didn't have the excitement after a long absence, didn't ask her where she'd been in the past 100 years, just raised a finger, dipped the sparkle under the corner of her eye, and whispered: " Yan Yan was wronged."
When he said this, Ji Yan suddenly realized that she didn't know it... and cried again.
She wiped her tears with the back of her hand, but the more she wiped, the more she couldn't hold back the tears, as if she wanted to shed all those years of tears all at once, she couldn't hold them back, and in the end, she covered her face and just didn't look at him.
How long has it been since no one called her "Yan Yan"
She has become a lot of people, and they all have their own identities and their own families, but she is the only one who doesn't. She has only one Zhuozhuo, but no matter how good Zhuozhuo is, he is not by her side.
Originally, she thought that she could still pretend to be indifferent. As long as she didn't see him, she could continue to force it. Anyway, it was not the first time. She overestimated herself. Failed in the middle.
Ji Yan suddenly stretched out his hand, threw himself into his arms, and hooked his neck tightly.
"shining."
She cried and called him, hugged him hard, like she was holding on to some life-saving straw, and the hot tears slid down his collar and burned him like fire.
Yin Xuezuo suddenly took her fullness, and his body froze for a moment. He looked down at Ji Yan who was crying uncontrollably, and after a long hesitation, he clumsily patted her back with his hands.
He was like this, kept in this position, didn't move, let her hug him and cry enough.
His Yan Yan was really able to cry, as if it was made of water. She had never cried so much before, and her whole body was on the verge of collapse. No matter how sad she was in the past, she had never lost control like this.
Yin Xuezuo was going to be frightened by her.
He let her wrap his arms around his neck. He thought he would lose control too, but now he is calmer than her. Maybe in the past 100 years, this scene has appeared in his mind too many times, so he can deal with it calmly now.
He looked around for a week and saw the bed not far away, then he picked her up and put her back on the bed, but when he released his hand, she was like a drowning person holding a driftwood, just trying desperately to get on him Crawling, shaking his head and reluctant to let go.
Her eyes were as red as rabbits, and she was clearly an unfamiliar face, and every little expression was familiar to him.
Yin Xuezuo lowered her head and carefully rubbed her temples. As soon as she touched her cheek, she was like a frightened bunny, and suddenly released her hand from holding him, and her red eyes stared at him for a moment. Suddenly, he shrank to the foot of the bed, and hugged his knees and curled up again.
Yin Xuezhuo's movements suddenly froze, and she didn't know how to scare her.
There was a bad guess in his heart, his eyelashes trembled, and his expression became a little panic.
She doesn't look normal at the moment.
It seemed that she was just wronged, but she was too trembling. This posture of protecting herself seemed to be afraid of what he would do to her.
The soul is still in that bad state, but the breath is much weaker, because it was injured by Cang Ming.
Yin Xuezuo's right hand was clenched fiercely, and his eyes were full of anger, but in an instant, the anger was replaced by blankness. He lost her before. If he protected her well, how could he harm her? Locked in a box, if that's why she's afraid of him...
He suddenly fell silent, and then carefully rubbed over, "Yanyan..."
When he came over, she hid, and was forced by him from the head of the bed to the foot of the bed. Accidentally, the back of her head hit the bed pole, and the pain made her tearful. She raised her hand to wipe her tears, but he grabbed her wrist. Living.
Yin Xuezuo said, "I have been looking for you for a hundred years, and what happened in the past will never happen again."
"I won't sacrifice blood again, and I won't hide from you, if..." he said, his body suddenly froze, and the hand that held her trembled unnaturally, "If you're angry with me, you can keep giving birth. , until you're out of breath."
"But don't ignore me."
He pursed his cold lips, and all his indifference and arrogance disintegrated in front of her.
What kind of legendary devil, the world has been afraid of him for hundreds of years, but he is only afraid that she will ignore him and tire of him.
Ji Yan's choking sound stopped, like a little ostrich, hunched her back, tried to shrink her wrists, but couldn't, she was in a dilemma, and her mouth was shriveled again, wanting to cry without crying: "How can you do it? Makes me angry..."
Have the ability to release her.
As soon as he spoke, he saw his current appearance in the dark.
His wet eyes were full of panic. Over the years, he didn't know what he had done. The corners of his eyes were abnormally red, and the black lines ran up his neck and even climbed up his face, becoming very scary.
With such a scary look, but this expression is still a bit funny, Ji Yan stopped crying for a while, and sniffed.
Just look at him.
No one knew what the other was thinking, both of them had expressions of grievance on their faces. After a hundred years of torture, it seemed that suddenly two children had a fight. thing.
Obviously it's not that simple.
Ji Yan moved his wrist and said in a hoarse voice, "Let go."
Yin Xuezuo quickly let go of her hand.
She lowered her head and said, "I'm tired, I want to sleep."
He got up immediately and waited for her to slowly move over, but when he was there, she wouldn't move, Yin Xuezuo disappeared, watching her dawdling on the bed a little bit, as if he was relieved , lie down.
He looked at it and felt that Yan Yan had become stupid, forgetting that he could be invisible.
She clutched her chest, and even though she was lying down, her body was still slightly curled up. It was Cang Ming who injured her.
She couldn't see, Yin Xuezuo leaned beside her, lowered her head and smelled the aroma in her hair, and quietly pulled a strand of her black hair scattered on the bed, rubbing the hair on her fingertips, as if returning to the past, she When wearing a wreath and asking him if he looks good.
The boiling blood was finally immersed, and it seemed that he had just escaped from the dream and returned to reality.
Really not a dream.
After a hundred years, he was lost and found again.
It was quiet and silent, the morning light gradually leaked in from the window, and it was dawn.
Ji Yan curled up and lay down all night with her eyes closed. In fact, she didn't fall asleep.
Obviously she couldn't smell anything, but she knew that he was there. Yin Xuezuo's smell was very special, without any fragrance, but she remembered how he felt when he approached.
Lying on his side and curled up, a warm current surged up his back, the pain from Cang Ming's injury was slowly healed, and the cold touch traveled between his temples, and then the tight string in his head also loosened.
Even if she didn't want to sleep, there was still a force that dragged her down.
When the sun rose, she fell asleep peacefully.