Yan Qing half-knelt on the altar, the red lines between his fingers were brighter than ever, and they were soaked with his blood.
The altar is collapsing.
Over the vast sea, half of the sky is filled with bright and clear light, and the other half is filled with rouge-colored clouds.
The demon in his body was roaring hysterically.
"What are you doing, Yanqing! Are you planning to seal me like this for the rest of my life?!"
"I'm telling you, if I'm not doing well, you won't be doing well either!"
Anger, humiliation, resentment. Unbelievable, crying and bleeding, as if she wanted to tear him into pieces.
He became angrier and angrier as he spoke, until he lost all reason and was left with only vicious and crazy curses.
"Yan Qing, you lunatic! If you really hate me that much, then you can drag me to die with you."
In response to the demon's irrational curses, Yan Qing simply wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth silently.
He raised his head and looked at the two moons in the sky, and said softly, "I will not die. Xie Shiyi changed my fate and let me come back, how can I bear to die?"
The devil was so angry that he almost laughed: "Xie Shiyi, Xie Shiyi, Yan Qing, you are still thinking about Xie Shiyi?! I think you are a joke!"
Yan Qing raised his hands and covered his eyes. After the demon god fell out with him, he directly fought with him for his body, causing his left eye to turn green.
With winding black hair, red clothes and strange eyes, he kneels on the deserted platform with fallen leaves, as strange and seductive as a monster that sucks human essence.
The demon god said: "You will regret it, Yan Qing. You will definitely regret it."
Yan Qing: "Then? Let's talk about it when we regret it."
He used his body to seal the demon god, and from then on, there was always another person in his body. For Yan Qing, every day of his life was actually a challenge. He had to stay awake forever to be invincible, after all, the demon god now occupied his body and no longer needed to ask for his opinion.
The demon god calmed down and asked him coldly, "Yan Qing, aren't you tired of living like this?"
Yan Qing said calmly: "I'm not tired. Say what you want to say now. You won't have the chance in the future. Because sooner or later I will find a way to completely block your voice consciousness."
The demon was furious: "You are dreaming!"
Yan Qing ignored him. He covered his chest and staggered to his feet.
The spirits of Buzhi and Wangchuan in the sky completely merged to form the original Wangchuan.
The real body of Wangchuan is a small tripod.
At this moment, the sky was clear and the earth was quiet. The nightmares that surged from all directions of heaven and earth like smoke and fog all returned to this tripod. The evil thoughts of the nine gods and Buddhas were completely sealed. From then on, there were no more demons in the world, and there was no need for the Immortal Alliance anymore.
Yan Qing watched all this quietly and said, "It's all over."
"No." The demon god and him? Everything looked at this spectacle, he calmed down a little, sneered: "It's too early. Yan Qing, do you think everything is over?"
Above the sky, in that long black river, suddenly, several hideous shapes of nightmares appeared and they actually escaped from the gravity of Wangchuan.
Yan Qing's pupils shrank.
The demon god expected this? He looked at all this and said mockingly, "The Wangchuan River is an ancient thing. The only thing it can absorb is the evil thoughts of the Nine Heavens God-Slaying back then."
"Weisheng Nianyan, Zixiao, Jing Ruyu and Lan Xize are all in the Spiritualization Stage after ten thousand years. Wangchuan cannot find them. And they don't want to be detected by Wangchuan, so they can only find other things to parasitize first. This time, it is not passive, but active."
Those nightmares fled from the sky on their own and returned to Bai Xiaoxiao's body.
The demon god said jokingly: "Yan Qing, you will soon know who Xie Shiyi loves."
boom!
Yan Qing could no longer see the scene behind. The altar was reduced to ashes, and the thorns and dead leaves on the ground turned into fireflies, scattered between heaven and earth.
And he fell from the sky.
Any disaster needs blood to end.
All nightmares that night returned to the River of Oblivion, and the possessed demons died instantly.
Only now have the Qin family’s grandiose lies been exposed.
The four hundred and eighty temples are fake. There is no so-called "nightmare-eliminating" technique in the world. As long as the nightmare leaves the body, the person will die.
No one is born a demon, but the demons that are parasitized by nightmares are no longer "human" from the moment they are born.
While Yan Qing was falling, he heard a lot of noises.
"Yan Qing!"
"Young City Lord!"
"Daoyou!"
His eyes, one green and one red, stared at the bright moon in the sky. His blood-stained clothes shimmered like a fallen phoenix, and his black hair was entangled with the tangled red threads.
Yan Qing seemed to be in a daze, staring deeply at a certain point.
… Xie Shiyi, you are really stupid.
No matter whether it is shedding blood to save the barrier city or using one's body to suppress the devil, it is so stupid.
What on earth were you thinking when you did all this? I don't need it. I still feel so stupid for sacrificing my life.
What about you? What did you get in return for your life
The demon was right. From the moment it was born, it was destined to live forever. This chaotic world will never end.
Even if Xie Shiyi used the Glazed Heart as the core of the formation and reactivated the Demon-Slaying Formation, it would only make it sleep for another ten thousand years.
In this cycle of spring and a hundred years, Xie Shiyi might not necessarily end up dead. Because he could have stopped Lan Xize in advance, killed Bai Xiaoxiao in advance, and prevented the devil from reviving. But human desires are endless, and there will always be another "Four Hundred and Eighty Temples" born.
Xie Shiyi is the descendant of Emperor Nan Dou. He possesses the purest glass heart in the world. Sooner or later, he will be pushed into a moral dilemma by this chaotic world.
Disloyalty, injustice, unfilial piety, and unkindness. Just like the high and mighty judgment in the mouths of every spectator on Chunshui Taohua Road.
He didn't want to face all this again.
The biggest bargaining chip that Yan Qing can use is the Wangchuan Ding. The demon god does not know that the Wangchuan Ding still exists in the world. When he tries to parasitize Bai Xiaoxiao's body as a new Ding, it is Yan Qing's only chance.
There is no room for hesitation and no room for regret.
Yan Qing didn't feel that he had paid a lot. He had lived with the demon god day and night for a hundred years in Shifang City. Sealing him with his body was just an additional enemy. The only special thing was that the enemy was himself.
Once he is controlled by evil thoughts, the devil will take the opportunity to seize his body and take back the power in the River of Oblivion. He doesn't even need a devil. Maybe one day he will be occupied by killing and lust, and he will want to become the master of the world.
When Yan Qing thought of this, he became dazed and smiled sarcastically.
…Now, he is the biggest hidden danger in the world.
Yan Qing was in a storm of fireflies and falling leaves, his body kept falling, the sound of waves was deafening under the bright moon, all kinds of screams and shouts were heard. Just when he thought he was going to fall into the sea.
"go."
Yan Qing heard a cold shout.
In an instant, the purest cold light pierced through the rouge-colored mist and separated him from all the gravel around him.
Something gently lifted his waist. The blade was very thin, and the aura on it was solemn and cold, carrying an absolute authority that could not be crossed.
No regrets.
The next second, Yan Qing fell into someone's arms.
A familiar smell enveloped the body.
The pair of arms slowly tightened with a hint of anger that was hard to suppress, as if they were really angry enough to strangle him to death. However, after noticing the blood flowing through his meridians, they retracted their strength and became cautious.
Xie Shiyi held his hand and took the bloody red thread from between his fingers.
Yan Qing lost too much blood and was in a fuzzy state. He buried his head in his neck, his eyes sore, and he called out softly, "... Yaoyao."
Xie Shiyi ignored him
The sword of no regrets completely split the chaotic sky into two halves. Xie Shiyi fell down holding Yan Qing, his snow-white clothes spotless, and his ice-blue shark veil scattered in the rouge-colored clouds, like frost on peach blossoms.
Yan Qing's face was pressed against Xie Shiyi's neck skin, and he could clearly feel his current sternness and coldness. His neck was straight and his chin was tight.
He opened his eyes with some difficulty, and what he saw was Xie Shiyi's completely inhuman profile. Every inch of his face, under his jade crown and black hair, seemed to be soaked in the chillness of the Xiaoyu Palace.
He knew what Xie Shiyi was angry about, but he didn't have time to discuss it with him at that time.
"Don't be angry, Xie Shiyi."
Yan Qing's voice was very soft, because he was too tired and weak.
Xie Shiyi hugged him tightly and finally spoke, very coldly: "Don't talk."
Yan Qing is very tired now, but he really wants to stay with Xie Shiyi. There is no need to talk or have a conversation, just let him feel the existence of this person.
He particularly wanted to be close to him at this moment, so he buried his head in Xie Shiyi's shoulders and neck, rubbing them constantly, his breathing light and itchy.
Xie Shiyi was stunned, but said nothing. He pursed his lips into a line, indulging Yan Qing's sudden intimate behavior.
The appearance of Xie Shiyi meant that he no longer had to worry about what happened next.
The devil is right, human hearts are far more vicious than demons.
What happened next, from Yan Qing's perspective, was indeed a farce. Bai Xiaoxiao inherited the nightmare of the four people, and the first moment she woke up from her coma, she pointed at him and burst into tears. They said that Yan Qing was a demon, a person from the demon realm, and the culprit for the chaos in the world today.
It was said that he had colluded with Meicheng City Lord Lan Xize with the intention of kidnapping him, and caused the sudden deaths of countless people tonight.
Yan Qing now has green eyes and blood-stained clothes. In addition, the people in the Demon Realm he just escaped from called him "Young City Lord", which almost confirmed his identity as a demon.
Perhaps it was because he looked too strange now, so even Xi Chaoyun couldn't find a way to calm everyone's doubts for a while.
Ask Xie Shiyi whether he wants to lock the person up temporarily.
Before Yan Qing passed out, he heard Xie Shiyi chuckle, as light as flying snow, but filled with a strong sense of sarcasm.
"You want to lock up my Taoist partner?"
One, two, three, four, five.
One thousand and five, one thousand and six, one thousand and seven, one thousand and eight, one thousand and nine.
This is a long secret passage, built in the snow-capped mountains, surrounded by ice crystals.
Yan Qing walked from beginning to end, a total of 1,009 steps. He looked up at the ice ridge hanging upside down on the sky wall. The ridge was like a mirror, reflecting his pair of strange eyes, one green on the left and one red on the right.
The young man in the mirror had cascading black hair, and his red clothes made his skin look even paler. In this icy and snowy place, he looked like a gorgeous and charming demon.
The breath Yan Qing exhaled almost turned into frost in an instant. Stepping barefoot on the ice, he felt a little cold and started to walk back.
One thousand and nine, one thousand and eight, one thousand and seven...
Five, four, three, two, one.
Count to one.
There is actually no point in counting like this, but he is now just like when he was in the Nan Dou Temple. He needs to use boring and simple numbers to concentrate his attention instead of listening to the devil's words.
He was locked up in this dark ice palace.
The moment he woke up, before he could see the surrounding scenery clearly, he had already heard the devil's words of joy and pride.
"Yan Qing, Xie Shiyi has locked you up!"
"I told you that you were a joke, but you didn't believe me. Now you see clearly, you paid so much for him! And he locked you up as a criminal just because Bai Xiaoxiao shed two tears. Hahahaha."
Yan Qing ignored his gloating words and walked back through the long snowy path, back to the room where he woke up. Compared with the outside, this place was like two different worlds.
The air was filled with warm incense. The tables, beds and chairs were all made of mahogany, and there were some small bamboo ornaments hanging on the walls.
Yan Qing's ankles were very thin and so pale that one could see the blue veins. He stepped onto the steps and sat down beside the table. He lowered his eyes and gently touched the graffiti on the corner of the table with his fingers.
There are two peach blossoms in the light glazed vase next to it.
The demon god said strangely: "Yan Qing, Xie Shiyi treated you like this, and you are not angry at all?"
Yan Qing stretched out his hand, opened the window, and quietly looked at the peach blossoms in the vase in the faint light of the snow.
The demon god was full of hatred: "Yan Qing, if I were you, I would go out and kill those people right now!"
Yan Qing ignored him and stared at the peach blossom for a long time, then reached out to tease it. The demon was about to say something, but Yan Qing had already spoken calmly with a slight smile.
"At first I thought Xie Shiyi conjured this house to fool me, but I didn't expect... this is really the Xiaoyu Palace in his eyes."
This is the interior of a snowy mountain in the Xiaoyu Palace, but other than that, Yan Qing knows nothing.
He had more or less an understanding of the situation outside. All the demons in the world died suddenly overnight, and a black cauldron appeared on the Cangwang Sea, absorbing all the fog and ending the entire chaotic world.
The trench in the Demon Realm was also blocked by a mass of solidified red magma.
Xie Shiyi brought Wangchuan back to Xiaoyu Palace to re-seal it. In addition, the other fifty city lords who were not demons were also brought back to Xiaoyu Palace.
As the young lord of Shifang City, Yan Qing seemed to be the biggest devil who had been "caught".
Yan Qing didn't expect him? The first person he saw was Heng Bai.
Although Heng Bai had been at odds with him for a long time, the first thing he said when he saw him was: "I believe what Senior Brother Xie said! You are not a demon! Xie Shiyi will definitely seek justice for you!"
Yan Qing was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed for a long time.
What he didn't expect was that the second person he met was Bai Xiaoxiao.
Bai Xiaoxiao brought him a Luo Lin flower.
Luo Lin flower is a sacred object that blooms once every hundred years. It has miraculous effects in curing diseases and healing injuries. Now it is placed on the table by Bai Xiaoxiao.
White flowers with thorns on the roots.
Bai Xiaoxiao possesses the power of four people in the God Transformation Stage but he doesn't know it, and is still immersed in those love affairs. He is wearing a pink robe of the Hehuan Sect, sitting opposite Yan Qing, raising his chin, with a proud look on his face.
"Yan Qing, this is Luo Lin flower, I am here to return it to you. I have only taken one Luo Lin flower from you, and this one was forced upon me by Yin Wu?."
Bai Xiaoxiao did not hide her hatred and jealousy towards the once glorious Yan Qing, but now seeing him like a prisoner, Bai Xiaoxiao began to pretend again.
His voice is as soft as a rabbit's, but his tone is condescending.
"I don't owe you anything now, and I don't want to care about what you owe me."
"Yan Qing, I just want to tell you that your current fate is all your own fault."
After saying that, he turned and left with a look of disdain for associating with the evil people in the Demon Realm.
Yan Qing touched the fresh Luo Lin flower still covered with dew with his fingers and felt it was a little unbelievable.
He looked at the Luolin flower for a long time, and then he noticed a familiar smell, and Yan Qing raised his head. He stayed here for two days and finally met Xie Shiyi.
This house was filled with rich spiritual energy, which was repairing his meridians all the time, so Yan Qing didn't feel uncomfortable staying there.
But he knew that Xie Shiyi's locking him up here was actually somewhat of a "punishment".
Xie Shiyi walked into the room, with a little snow on his robe. He stood tall, as pure as ice and jade.
Yan Qing asked without thinking, "Did you tacitly allow Bai Xiaoxiao to see me?"
Xie Shiyi said calmly: "Yeah."
Yan Qing blinked: "Why, Yaoyao?"
Xie Shiyi sat opposite him, fell to the ground, took the Luo Lin flower from his hand and crushed it directly.
"Let me show you what kind of fool you are that made you think about it for so long."
Yan Qing was stunned, and then he was thoroughly amused by his words. With Xie Shiyi's personality, he rarely judged a person. Perhaps this time, he was really in a bad mood.
Xie Shiyi said: "I've said it before, I won't be happy with all your actions that you claim are for my own good."
Yan Qing thought for a moment and comforted her, "Don't worry, I will take care of everything myself."
"Really?" Xie Shiyi smiled with no clear meaning, but there was no smile in his eyes.
He took out a token from his sleeve.
The ancient and heavy Nandou token, after many twists and turns, is now back in Yan Qing's hands. On it, a line of words is written devoutly in blood: "I wish to become a Taoist partner with the Immortal Venerable Du Wei".
The handwriting was dark red, not like a prayer, but more like a curse.
"Take this first."
"In three days, I will re-seal the Wangchuan River."
Xie Shiyi said.
Yan Qing put the token away, but kept staring at Xie Shiyi without blinking, probably because he hadn't seen him with such a cold attitude for a long time.
Yan Qing tapped the table with her fingers, propped up her chin, and although her words were complaints, her tone was like she was acting like a spoiled child: "Xie Shiyi, are you still a human being? I'm so badly injured, and you talk to me like this?"
Xie Shiyi raised his eyes and looked at him deeply and coldly.
Yan Qing pushed further and said, "Yaoyao, it hurts so much."
"… "
Xie Shiyi froze for a moment, then he reached out his hand to probe his meridians. Although his tone was as cold as ever, he spoke with a hint of anger: "You also feel pain?"
This ice and snow palace is more like a place given to him by Xie Shiyi to recuperate than a prison.
When Yan Qing woke up, he actually didn't feel any burning pain on his body anymore.
Yan Qing: "How long are you going to keep me locked up?"
Xie Shiyi was silent for a moment, then said, "Wait until your injuries are fully healed."
Yan Qing said "oh" and tactfully changed the subject: "The spiritual energy here is so rich, is this where you went into seclusion before?"
Xie Shiyi: “Yeah.”
Yan Qing didn't know how to explain the matter of the demon god to him, so she sneered and said, "Why are you angry, Xie Shiyi? You have acted on your own more often than I have."
Xie Shiyi pressed his fingers on Yan Qing's wrist bone, and when he heard this, he pressed hard, leaving a deep fingerprint on his snow-white skin.
He? Finally raised his head. The leader of the Immortal Alliance who had the power over life and death, the Lord of Xiaoyu Palace, had cold eyes filled with anger at this moment.
Xie Shiyi was extremely angry, but he became calmer. He smiled faintly and said, his words were as clear as broken jade: "Yan Qing, if I had acted on my own, I would have locked you up here for life!"
Yan Qing was stunned and wanted to take his hand back, but was held back forcefully by Xie Shiyi.
Those eyes with deep azure blue light just looked at him quietly, their pupils were as light as glass and the light seemed to be filled with tears.
Unprecedented seriousness and quietness.
Xie Shiyi's eyes were red, and he smiled and said, "Yan Qing, in my life, what I hate and fear the most is your leaving without saying goodbye. In the Land of the Fallen Gods and the Red Lotus Pavilion, you never looked back once. Now in the Cangwang Sea, you are doing the same thing again, self-righteously trying to be a savior and playing with your own life."
"Why?" Xie Shiyi laughed, his voice soft and harsh, "Yan Qing, why should I, who cares so much about you and would not hurt you in the slightest, be trampled upon by you like that?"
Yan Qing was stunned.
Yes, why? I also want to ask you, why
Just as Yan Qing was about to speak, Xie Shiyi leaned over and bit him.
His kiss covered his slightly open lips, silencing him from speaking.
I am full of fear, anger and grievance. I want to punish but I can't bear to do so.
So in the end it was just a restrained touch.
The breath was as cool as fresh snow, Yan Qing heard Xie Shiyi say in his ear.
"No? There will be a next time, Yan Qing."
This ice and snow cave is like a huge maze, with the longest corridor having 1,009 steps.
Others? Yanqing didn’t count the complicated route, but the number of steps was probably about the same.
He is now in a daze more and more frequently. This daze is brought to him by the devil.
The devil underestimated human nature, while Yan Qing overestimated human nature.
He suddenly felt that Xie Shiyi was right to let him rest alone first. If there were too many noises in his ears, he might really get confused. Especially at this time, he couldn't keep seeing Xie Shiyi, because his heart would be disturbed.
After the demon god and his soul became one, the voice was the same, as if he was talking to himself. Walking from the west to the winter, Yan Qing discovered another world behind an ice mirror.
"What's this?"
The numbers I was counting silently in my mind suddenly stopped.
Yan Qing pressed his finger on the mechanical snow bead.
The demon god said sarcastically, "You don't really believe what he said. In terms of scheming, how can you compare to Xie Shiyi? In my opinion, he is just trying to trap you with false affection."
Yan Qing opened the mechanism and looked inside, and found a place similar to the Mirage Dragon Palace in the God's Falling Land. Snow and mist were scattered in the air, and in the center a red lotus was slowly blooming.
The demon god frowned when he saw this scene: "Mirage? Why are there so many mirages here?"