The first time Yan Qing’s soul was separated from Xie Shiyi was at the bottom of the Cangwang Sea.
Thirty-five days later, they took the Soul-Separating Pearl and were being hunted. There was no escape, so they ran to the end of the sky and jumped into the Vast Ocean.
Xie Shiyi was seriously injured. The moment he fell into the sea, blood spread out and stained his white clothes.
"Xie Shiyi!" Yan Qing tried to control his body, but his soul was suppressed by something and he couldn't move.
The next moment, there was a slight shattering sound. Yan Qing looked up in surprise and saw the Soul-Separating Orb slowly rising into the air. Then, the bead was shattered by the invisible divine breath of Cangwanghai, and turned into tiny blue streams of light all over the sky.
Somehow, a strange force was leading him out of Xie Shiyi's body. Then Yan Qing lost consciousness.
When he woke up, the two of them had reached the bottom of the sea, and he was existing in the sea as a wandering soul.
"Xie Shiyi!" Yan Qing's face turned pale and he ran to Xie Shiyi.
The Cangwang Sea is a forbidden area in the entire Ninth Heaven. No one has ever crossed the Cangwang Sea, and no one has ever known what is under the sea.
He didn't know how they got down.
Xie Shiyi's brows were filled with pain and struggle, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.
"Xie Shiyi, wake up!"
Yan Qing half-knelt on the ruins, anxiously patting Xie Shiyi's face. Xie Shiyi bit his lower lip so hard that it seemed like he was biting two bloody holes on it.
The Cangwang Sea water contains the aura of ancient gods. If you stay in the sea water for one second, you will be in danger.
Yan Qing pursed her lips, without hesitation, she reached out her hand, carried Xie Shiyi on her back, and staggered towards the only intact Nandou Temple in the ruins.
Only towering stone pillars remained among the broken walls, and the ground was covered with rubble and dust.
The sea water is blue-green and the light is dim, just like when the world was first created and everything was in chaos and ignorance.
The only sounds in the silent seabed were his breathing, footsteps, and... the beating of Xie Shiyi's heart. Bang, bang, bang, it rang clearly in his ears, one after another, becoming the only support for Yan Qing's brain.
Yan Qing was now a spirit body, with only three-tenths of his cultivation and strength remaining, so he had a hard time walking. The deep and long wound on the sole of his foot, separated by gravel, caused a piercing pain.
He was shaky and seemed about to fall down in the next second, but Yan Qing was extremely anxious and clenched his teeth, not caring about the injuries on his body.
This ruin is huge. Yan Qing's eyes were irritated by the sea water, sweat and tears, and he raised his head with difficulty. The shrine in the distance was like a mirage, standing on the other side that he could never reach. His gradually scattered sanity was awakened by the movement on his shoulder.
Xie Shiyi let out a soft groan.
Yan Qing came back to his senses, and immediately a smile appeared on his pale face.
"Xie Shiyi, are you awake?!"
His voice was very empty and could be heard far away in the silent sea. There were no plants or animals here. There were no fish, no grass, no insects. It was completely empty and silent, with only the two of them. But even so, Yan Qing no longer felt lonely and lost.
"Xie Shiyi, the Soul-Separation Pearl is really useful. The moment you fell into the sea, it was completely shattered, and I was able to come out. But I don't have a body now..." Yan Qing felt a little uneasy, and pretended to be calm as he explained his current situation.
Even though she had made countless bold statements to Xie Shiyi during their previous quarrels, as if she would be in great glory after their separation, and would stand before him with her head held high and her strength in a show of strength. But when this day really came, Yan Qing felt flustered and complicated, like a vine growing thickly, and she didn't even dare to turn her head to let Xie Shiyi see her appearance clearly.
I can't be nonchalant. I can't be calm and indifferent.
Yan Qing lowered his head and looked at the stone-paved road on the ground. He was secretly thankful that the dim environment prevented his ears from turning red too obviously.
Xie Shiyi didn't say anything.
Yan Qing thought of something and asked worriedly: "Xie Shiyi, are you okay? Your meridians have been remodeled. Were you injured by the attack of that demon before falling into the sea?" Before he finished speaking, Yan Qing was suddenly stunned. Because he noticed that Xie Shiyi gently wrapped his arms around his neck and his chin fell on his shoulder. The long black hair was as cold as snow, brushing against Yan Qing's skin. This was an intimate gesture... he had never thought of it before.
He should have shaken off his hand, but Yan Qing was stunned at first.
His ears turned even redder, and his already bruised feet almost strayed again.
Yan Qing stuttered: "Xie, Xie Shiyi?" Actually, he should have started to complain at this time, "Why are you acting like a little girl, so clingy." However, his palms were sweating and his heart was about to jump out of his throat. After holding it in for a long time, Yan Qing said softly: "Xie Shiyi, are you seriously injured?"
Xie Shiyi didn't say anything, his body trembling, he grasped Yan Qing's collar tightly with his fingers, his fingertips turned white. It seemed that he was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.
The breath was deep and shallow, mixed with moist water vapor. The water vapor touched Yan Qing's skin, making him almost think it was Xie Shiyi's tears.
Yan Qing was stunned.
Since he met Xie Shiyi, he had never seen him so vulnerable. It seemed that he was really in pain. His heart sank, and he quickened his pace regardless of the injury.
Yan Qing tried to comfort him and said, "Xie Shiyi, we'll be there soon. Do you want to have a good sleep and rest first?"
Xie Shiyi didn't say anything. After a long time, Yan Qing finally spoke. "Yan Qing, are you the young master now?" He was seriously injured and could hardly hide his weakness, but his voice was still calm and cold, hiding all his emotions.
Yan Qing was stunned, not knowing what to do, and replied: "A startling thirty-five years old."
Xie Shiyi rested his chin on his shoulder and suddenly smiled softly.
The laughter made Yan Qing's heart stop, "What are you laughing at?" The ruins were silent. Yan Qing walked inside step by step in the dark, bleeding.
"Nothing, I just found out that I've been feeling better."
Xie Shiyi's face was pale, and his eyelashes were like fluttering butterflies. He didn't look at Yan Qing, but just looked ahead quietly, saying quietly: "Do you know that I wanted to kill you when I was five years old?"
Yan Qing was stunned, thinking that Xie Shiyi was bringing up old grudges, just like every time they had a quarrel in the past.
So he said, "Really? That's what I thought at the time."
Xie Shiyi was silent for a moment, then laughed at himself, lowered his eyes, and said to himself: "But at that time, you were inside my body. I couldn't catch you, nor could I kill you. I could only live with you in fear and vigilance day after day."
Yan Qing didn't say anything, but he felt a little uneasy.
Xie Shiyi leaned on his shoulder, his hair touching Yan Qing's skin, his breath falling on Yan Qing's neck. The intimate movements were like those of lovers, but there was no ambiguity at all.
The color of Xie Shiyi's eyes was strangely similar to Cangwanghai's, deep and beautiful, but the words he said were very light: "Yan Qing, you don't have to save me."
Yan Qing pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.
Xie Shiyi closed his eyes and said softly, "If I could pick up the sword again, I would definitely kill you."
So calm, yet so determined.
As light as flying snow, as if speaking to oneself.