After hearing his words, the demon fell completely silent.
The green eyes stared at him in the darkness, with a ferocious and strange look, yet hiding a hint of surprise. She raised the corners of her lips with a deep meaning, and said slowly: "You really deserve to be the one I can parasitize."
She had previously found Yan Qing's pain and despair to be nourishing, so she had been hiding the truth, and now she was watching him speak with interest.
"No, you should be afraid of yourself. Yan Qing, who can you guess will be parasitized by me?"
Yan Qing walked in the wind and snow, his mind focused on external things.
The demon god didn't need him to answer, he asked and answered himself: "People with wavering hearts and evil thoughts. Yan Qing, the human heart is hard to predict, and many times, you may not even be able to understand yourself."
Yan Qing looked calm and said, "It's useless, just shut up. You were already at your limit in pushing me to that point before."
During the few days that the demon god spent with him, he gradually understood his personality and laughed to himself: "Yan Qing, you and I are actually the same kind of people. You may also understand my previous behavior in a different way. Xie Shiyi is no different from him to me. My thoughts about you and your thoughts about Xie Shiyi are, in a sense, the same thing."
Yan Qing smiled sarcastically. He himself hadn't figured out what he thought of Xie Shiyi yet. In the end, no one in this world would know.
The demon god said: "Do you really have no evil thoughts towards him?"
"Can you say that in all the time you've been together, you haven't even had a moment of wanting to kill him and replace him? Can you say that you're willing to be possessed by him forever? Are you willing to remain unknown to anyone in this life?"
"If you really never waver, how could you be possessed by me?"
Yan Qing's emotions were not affected by her at all: "I said, the fact that you pushed me to that state a few days ago was already the limit."
The demon stared at him sinisterly, then laughed strangely, feeling both hatred and pride in her heart. Just as she was about to open her mouth, a powerful dragon roar suddenly sounded in the palace—
Xie Shiyi had inherited the legacy of the Southern Dipper Emperor and could enter without disturbing the mirage dragon, but Yan Qing was not like that. The moment he walked in front of the lotus platform through the flying snow, the flying snow on the entire world froze, and the sleeping ancient dragon slowly opened its eyes!
The demon god's expression changed. He was feared by everyone in the entire Nine Heavens, except for this place where the gods fell. When the mirage dragon opened its eyes, the demon god gritted his teeth, closed his green eyes, and returned to the thick black fog.
The eyes of the mirage dragon were turbid yellow, and the two huge eyes looked like two moons floating in the air. It had long died thousands of years ago, and now it was no longer just a shadow in the Dragon Palace, staring coldly at Yan Qing. After seeing Yan Qing approach Xie Shiyi step by step without being repelled by the sword of no regrets, the mirage dragon closed its eyes again and fell into a long sleep, causing the wind and snow in the Dragon Palace to roll again.
Yan Qing walked to the side of Xie Shiyi and slowly squatted down, looking at him with his sword stuck in the snow, half-kneeling in the center of the lotus pedestal, his lips were pale, and his black hair made his face look as fragile as paper.
There was no telling how much blood was stained on the red clothes, maybe from the city or maybe from his own. Layers of blood made the clothes even darker red, glaring. Xie Shiyi's hands were also covered with wounds, cut by the broken mirror. The most serious one was from the palm to the wrist, deep enough to see the bone.
Yan Qing looked at all this and was lost in thought for a long, long time.
He was now able to calmly face his former self who was sincere, fearful, and disliked by others without realizing it.
I can also calmly accept that after I came to another world, no one expects me to do anything.
But this does not mean that he can completely suppress the waves in his heart when looking at Xie Shiyi.
It may take a very long time to bury and cover up these waves before they can be replaced by a carefree and carefree life.
Ten, twenty, fifty... or a hundred.
"Xie Shiyi, is this really Liulixin?" Yan Qing suddenly asked softly, and after a long silence, he smiled indifferently.
In fact, he didn't think his disguise was very good.
That night at the Ascension Pavilion, he used the spring breeze to trace Xie Shiyi's eyebrows and eyes. When his fingers accidentally touched Xie Shiyi's lips, he froze and dared not move. The cicadas chirped softly, as if even the wind could hear his heartbeat.
But Xie Shiyi couldn't hear it.
That time in Heishuize, in order to catch butterflies, his hand accidentally touched Xie Shiyi's eyes. The moment his eyelashes brushed against his palm, it was like an electric current running through his body, his breathing became disordered for a moment, and his ears turned slightly red.
Xie Shiyi coldly told him to let go.
So I didn't notice that his fingertips were actually trembling more violently than his eyelashes...
He used a deliberately provocative tone to hide his feelings: "Yaoyao, I can't sleep."
Why can't you sleep? Xie Shiyi didn't doubt it.
But for those who are displaced, crises are everywhere, and they have developed the ability to fall asleep and replenish their energy anytime and anywhere.
I couldn't sleep... It wasn't because I was dressed as a bride that day. I suddenly remembered that there is always a step in marriage in the world, where the husband has to carry his wife on his back to the bridal sedan. Although he didn't want to be a bride, he didn't want to ride in the bridal sedan. Because the person carrying him was Xie Shiyi, thinking of this most intimate and ambiguous relationship, he couldn't help but be slightly absent-minded, letting his heart grow like a vine in the dark tunnel.
Yan Qing laughed quietly, and thought that he might be possessed by a demon. He didn't even have a body, and all his joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness could only be conveyed through his voice. The skin contact between him and Xie Shiyi could only be borrowed through the wind, rain, flowers, and grass.
How could he see through the ice and snow to find out that something was wrong? After thinking it through, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
However, his feelings towards Xie Shiyi were perhaps not even one ten-thousandth as complicated as Xie Shiyi's feelings towards him. In Xie Shiyi's eyes, he was a nightmare, the most hopeless curse in the world. How could Xie Shiyi, a child of destiny, endure having his body taken over and his behavior controlled by others
He should hate him, be disgusted with him, and want to kill him.
But it was hard to clear up all these favors, and in the end, Xie Shiyi couldn't even lift the sword for him. He even saved him and protected him, and went through untold hardships to the Land of the Fallen Gods, helping him rebuild his body...
Yan Qing laughed at himself.
Forget it, no one can see the relationship between them clearly. This is really the end of everything.
He suddenly remembered that on the road to the ruins of the shrine, Xie Shiyi buried her head in his neck and trembled, and the water vapor she exhaled was like tears. Xie Shiyi asked him how many hours he was now.
Until now, Yan Qing was also a little dazed. How many years? Thirty-five years.
It turns out that I learned that much.
Yan Qing retracted his thoughts and reached out his hand, wanting to touch Xie Shiyi's face to wake him up from his dream. His fingers stopped in the air, and then they reached down to wrap around a strand of Xie Shiyi's hair, gently pulling it: "Xie Shiyi, wake up."
Mirage Dragon is good at weaving dreams and luring out people's inner demons. Of course, there is no concept of inner demons in this world of cultivation.
It couldn't be a good illusion if it couldn't cause Xie Shiyi so much pain.
"Xie Shiyi, wake up." Yan Qing was stunned when he saw him trembling all over.
Blood slowly flowed from the corner of Xie Shiyi's mouth, which was even more obvious on his pale face. There was an unshakable despair between his brows.
"Xie Shiyi!" Yan Qing's face became serious, and his heart was in turmoil. Suddenly, he remembered that the illusion of the mirage dragon could be entered.
As long as their auras are connected. Yan Qing bit her lip, without hesitation, she held Xie Shiyi's chin in the Land of God's Fall, leaned over and kissed him.
The moment their lips touched, Yan Qing suddenly felt a strong sense of difficulty, both funny and hopeless.
Now, here, all the gods in the nine heavens know about it.
Xie Shiyi's breath was like frost and snow, with a startling coldness. Yan Qing's nose touched his, and he closed his eyes, feeling himself slowly sinking. The lotus platform spread out pure white light, and the wind and snow howled, taking him to Xie Shiyi's mirage.
But before he sank to the bottom, suddenly a strong and violent spiritual power hit his chest directly, cold and vast, forcing him back to reality.
"!" Yan Qing was seriously injured, with blood surging in his throat, but the first thing he did after opening his eyes was to stand up and keep a distance from Xie Shiyi.
Perhaps it was the outsider's forced intrusion that made Xie Shiyi regain some rationality in the mirage. He was a very calm person, and with this bit of clarity, he also woke up from the illusion. He opened his eyes, and the deep part of his pupils was filled with icy blue light, but the whites of his eyes were all blood mist.
After seeing that the person in front of him was Yan Qing, the crazy pain in Xie Shiyi's eyes slowly faded, and he understood and became numb. His face suddenly changed again, and he fell forward with a muffled groan.
Yan Qing was startled and reached out to hug him unconsciously. Xie Shiyi might really be out of his mind this time, and did not push him away in disgust, but instead tightly grasped Yan Qing's arm with his fingers.
The moment he got closer, the first thing Yan Qing felt was the smell of blood.
Xie Shiyi's chin gently rested on Yan Qing's shoulder. He was silent for a long time, then chuckled and asked in a hoarse and calm voice, "Yan Qing, you don't actually want to kill me, right?"
What the demon god couldn't do, Xie Shiyi did with ease. Yan Qing was completely motionless, as stiff as a statue.
Xie Shiyi seemed to have just emerged from a mirage and was still not fully awake. His eyes were confused, but also seemed more serious than ever. He stubbornly waited for an answer and asked very softly, "Yan Qing, in fact, you don't simply hate me, right?"
It's not just hatred, right
Yan Qing's blood froze at this sentence. His body froze in the wind and snow. A bolt of lightning struck from the sky, hitting his head and leaving only scorched earth. But he really hoped that it would split open a crack, so that everything would collapse and fall down, so that he would not have to face such an embarrassing situation.
It's not just hatred... Yes, it's not just hatred. But how dare he, how can he say it out loud...
Eleven steps, each one on blood. He had already used up all his sanity to accept the fact that he was hated by so many people, and he no longer had the energy to accept that his ridiculous and unnoticed feelings were known by Xie Shiyi. Even if they had not taken root yet, they were still budding, and even he could not figure it out. But it was too desperate and too embarrassing.
Yan Qing closed his eyes, thankful that Xie Shiyi couldn't see his face, and controlled his breathing, tensed his body, and mobilized all his energy to make his voice normal. He used his usual tone for decades: "Isn't it just hatred?" He asked quietly: "But Xie Shiyi, what else can there be between you and me?"
After he finished speaking, he could no longer remember anything. His mind and heart were empty, like a lonely soul deprived of all emotions.
Xie Shiyi's breathing was gentle and slow, as if he was slowly waking up from an old dream.
Without saying anything more, Xie Shiyi stood up and wiped the blood off the sword with his fingers.
Yan Qing watched him walk through the snow, step by step towards the mirage dragon, without regretting the moment when the sword pierced the mirage dragon's brow. The mirage dragon did not resist, and its bright yellow eyes looked at Xie Shiyi respectfully and obediently. It voluntarily handed over the last trace of dragon breath to him.
The dragon's breath gathered at the tip of the Buhui sword and then flowed into Yan Qing's body.
The moment the dragon fell, the sky collapsed and the earth sank. Even Xie Shiyi was attacked and vomited blood.
But the real fierce battle was yet to come. The Dragon Palace collapsed, and the bone birds that had been coveting this place gathered like a black cloud and attacked them in a mighty force.
The moment Yan Qing got the body, he didn't have time to care about anything else as he was already in a battle with the bone birds. After all, Xie Shiyi was already dying at that time and had no strength to resist.
Yan Qing picked up the bone sword on the ground and protected him.
After all the dangers were eliminated, his face and body were covered with wounds and blood.
The mirage dragon died, and the demon god walked out of the black fog again. She was quite surprised and said, "I actually let him get the dragon's breath and reshape my body."
Yan Qing didn't say anything. A bone bird flew in from nowhere, with a very long red string on its bone wing. Yan Qing bent down, picked up the string, wrapped it around her hand, and raised her hand to tie up her long black hair.
The demon god gloated and said, "Yan Qing, Xie Shiyi is seriously injured now, why don't you kill him? If you make a mistake this time, you may not have another chance in the future. He is helping me now because he is not clear-headed and is thinking about the past. When he calms down and wants to kill me, I may not be his opponent."
Yan Qing ignored him.
The mirage of wind and snow disappeared, turning into the wilderness of the place where gods fell, with bones everywhere.
The sound of eternal night.
Yan Qing tied her hair up, turned around, took a deep breath, and walked forward step by step.
Say to yourself:
Don't look, don't look back.
The water in the Mirror Lake of Fuhuamen was very cold. Yan Qing continued to fall, the soul thread on his wrist floated upwards, and was finally cut off by the sharp water plants. The blood jade bead rolled to the ground and fell to the bottom of the sea.
Outside the secret realm of Tinglan.
Ask the Palace of Love.
The hummingbird on Xie Shiyi's fingertips was shattered in an instant!
Yu Xin was stunned below: "Alliance."
Xie Shiyi lay on the ground in snowy clothes, quietly lowering his eyes and looking at his fingertips. When he didn't speak, it always reminded people of the cold and empty moon on the top of the mountain, clear and cold, out of reach and unpredictable.
Yu Xin asked cautiously: "Alliance, what happened?"
Xie Shiyi sat in the Xiaoyu Palace, his emotions suppressed. He stood up and said calmly, "I want to go to the Tinglan Secret Realm. Please help me pass the message to the others. Don't act rashly before I come out."
Yu Xin was stunned: "Ah? Tinglan Secret Realm... Didn't you say that outsiders are not allowed to interfere in anything in the secret realm?"
The energy in Xie Shiyi's hand slowly gathered into the Buhui Long Sword. He said, "If Jing Ruyu asks, I will say that I am entering as a contestant disciple."
Yu Xin: “…” Yu Xin just remembered now that Meng Xi is not yet 300 years old and is fully qualified to join the Qingyun Association.
Xie Shiyi knew that something had happened to Yan Qing. The blood jade bead was covered with his divine consciousness, and as long as he wanted, he could sense any situation around Yan Qing.
He had a lot of information in his hands, some big and some small, all clues pointing to the Qin family's ulterior motives.
He even felt that Qin Changxi would be very happy with his action - entering the Tinglan Secret Realm was tantamount to walking into a trap.
No matter what he does, he will never regret it.
The peak that Fuhuamen arranged for him was called Wenqing Peak. When Xie Shiyi walked out of the palace, he happened to see a blue stone standing at the end of the forest with the words "Wenqing" written on it.
Ask about love. Snow-covered soul silk fluttered, Xie Shiyi thought of these two words in his heart, his eyelashes covered up all emotions, he retracted his gaze and walked out.
Ask about love.
In fact, when he was very young, he seemed to have a terrifying insight into the seven emotions and six desires of the world. At that time, he didn't know what "glazed heart" was, but he only knew that when he looked at a person, he only needed to make a few slight contacts, and he seemed to be able to see that person clearly.
That person hated him or liked him. Was he sincere or fake? From the tone of his voice, the look in his eyes, and every little detail, he seemed to be able to get the answer easily.
But he was aloof and didn't like interacting with others, so this kind of sensitivity was useless.
The first time I secretly realized this talent was probably when I was fifteen.
At the graduation banquet of Dengxian Pavilion when he was fifteen, he was forced to drink several cups of pear blossom wine, which he disliked. After getting drunk, his mood and personality became bad, and perhaps his five senses were also suppressed.
The flowers and spring rain were blown by the wind and hit his head all over. At that time, he really wanted to teach Yan Qing a lesson.
Before he could get angry, Yan Qing begged for forgiveness and admitted her fault: "I'm sorry, Xie Shiyi, I'll help you clean it up right away, and you can go back to sleep!"
He gritted his teeth, too angry to care about him anymore. He just felt uncomfortable after being drunk, so he chose to close his eyes and go to sleep. He didn't like drinking because he hated anything that affected his sanity.
Yan Qing had just learned how to control the wind, so he wanted to show off in everything he did. He said he wanted to clean everything, so he used the wind to pick up the leaves stuck between his eyebrows and the flowers on his eyes. He even had to wipe the water droplets off his face by himself. When the wind gently fell on his lips, Xie Shiyi couldn't help but cursed "idiot" in his heart, but he was stunned immediately.
I was stunned because of the slightly cool touch of the phone against my lips.
It was also because... I could easily feel Yan Qing's stiffness.