Liao Tingyan sat up suddenly in the middle of the night, saw the mountain peach blossom in the vase beside the bed, reached out and shook Sima Jiao beside him, and asked in a shocking voice, "You even made me an otter when you remembered it. Show it to you?! Also pretending to be a snake demon to tease me?!"
Sima Jiao didn't open his eyes and let out a hoarse sound. He pulled Liao Tingyan back and pressed it on his chest, patted her back soothingly, and buried her face on top of her head.
Sima Jiao: "Sleep."
Liao Tingyan shook her head frantically, shook Sima Jiao's hair, and finally woke him up. He had to let go of Liao Tingyan, spread out on the bed, pinched the bridge of his nose, and gave her a sideways glance.
Liao Tingyan: Oh, it's really cool to wake someone up in the middle of the night. Did you see it, it's not that you don't report it, the time has not come.
Sima Jiao: "You... why don't you sit on top of me and shake it?"
Liao Tingyan let out a disgusting cry, "Uh—who wants to get out of bed!"
Sima Jiao sat up, "Okay, then I'll come." He suddenly pounced on Liao Tingyan and pressed her on the bed, then rolled around.
Liao Tingyan: "!!" What are you doing!
After rolling for a few laps and stopping, Liao Tingyan blew her hair on her face, wondering if Sima Jiao was sick again? Rolling sheets in the middle of the night
Liao Tingyan: "Excuse me, what are you doing?"
Sima Jiao: "It's natural to roll the sheets."
Liao Tingyan remembered the "fishing" incident a long time ago, and her face suddenly became a little hideous.
The palace guards outside vigil heard the noise in the middle of the night, and there was a subtle look on their faces.
The two rolled around as if they were playing, and rolled the sheets and pillows on the bed. Liao Tingyan's head hit the bed frame. Sima Jiao blocked the wall and stopped the childish game. Covering the back of Liao Tingyan's head, he lowered his head and kissed her face, "Okay, shall we sleep?"
Liao Tingyan: "..." What was I doing just now? Why is he suddenly infected with sand sculptures every time he is angry now, is this person poisonous
Seeing her expression, Sima Jiao laughed. Liao Tingyan felt the vibration in his chest and felt itchy nose, so he leaned close to his chest and rubbed it.
After rubbing it, Sima Jiao's expression was not right. His fingers stroked her clothes and rubbed them on her neck, "Okay, I'll go to sleep later."
Then they rolled the sheets in another sense. Different from kicking the pillow and kicking the quilt just now, this time it was quiet and lingering. At this time, Liao Tingyan would doubt whether Sima Jiao was a real snake demon before, and the subtle and silent entanglement made people tremble and suffocate.
"Hey—" She took a breath, grabbed Sima Jiao's shoulders, and heard Sima Jiao's slight panting and laughter in her ears.
"I just remembered, what does it have to do with me wanting to see otters?"
Liao Tingyan: "..." Squeeze his ass!
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Later, Liao Tingyan asked him how much he remembered, but Sima Jiao only said, "I have remembered everything that should be remembered."
Liao Tingyan didn't ask this again, just followed him like a shadow, wherever Sima Jiao went, she would go. Sima Jiao occasionally deliberately went out alone, and then watched leisurely as she hurried out to look for it.
Liao Tingyan: "Ancestor! Don't be too far away from me!"
Every time she looked at Sima Jiao's "I really can't do anything about you clingy little goblin", she felt dry as if an aunt was coming, and couldn't help shouting at him: "Ancestor! Feel good!"
Sima Jiao unexpectedly liked to see her turn into a violent salted fish. After seeing it, he asked, "What self-consciousness?"
Liao Tingyan was so angry with him that he walked over quickly with a straight face. She was about to speak when Sima Jiao picked her up with his arms and lifted her up with his thighs. Liao Tingyan almost gave him a hug. One has to fall down. She leaned forward on Sima Jiao, and was carried by him to the stone steps that were still covered with a thick layer of snow.
Liao Tingyan, who had recovered from his irritability for only three seconds, put his arms around his shoulder, "Aren't you afraid at all?"
It was the same road as before, Sima Jiao carried her up and walked up, neither fast nor slow: "What is there to be afraid of."
Liao Tingyan was silent for a long time, as if talking to himself: "In the beginning, you were trapped in Gengchen Immortal Mansion, and then you were able to get out of the trap, I am afraid you paid a lot of money, I didn't understand it at that time, but later Figured it out."
"The time we escaped from Gengchen Immortal Mansion, you almost died. The pill pill you ate was very effective. Now that you think about how to completely heal your injuries, I am afraid there is a price. What is the price?"
"After that, you almost killed all the top monks from the Shi family and Gengchen Immortal Mansion. If you wanted to kill them, what did you sacrifice? Did your spiritual fire start to get out of control at that time? How many years in Demon Domain? , they all say that you are bloodthirsty and often burn people to ashes for no reason, because you were out of control at that time, right?"
He is a person who is in pain to death, and he is injured to death, and he doesn't want people to show it a little bit, and he always pretends to be the winner.
"You told me that you said that the Sima family was going to die, and you were the last one, so you would definitely die."
He struggled, and finally chose to give her life. Some of the self-sacrificing ones almost miss him.
"You should have died. It was me, I forcibly brought your spirit back. Your suffering should have stopped seventeen years ago..."
If that were the case, he would not have become the present His Majesty, there would not be such a country riddled with holes, and would not encounter these endless disasters. If that's the case, she can protect him, but when he embarks on the path of immortality again, without Linghuo and Sima Jiao, who is of Sima blood, can he still fight against this world
Can she protect him under the "scourge"? If she can't protect him, how can she watch him struggling in this world.
"Sima Jiao... I'm useless, even if you do everything possible to leave the spirit fire to me, I'm not as good as you, I'm afraid I can't protect you. If I force you to stay, it's just to make you suffer again. If you die once, then why should I force it?" So, there is only peace and joy for decades, can't it
The more she spoke, the lower her voice.
Sima Jiao hugged her and walked up the stone steps, suddenly burst out laughing.
Liao Tingyan: "..." Look at the tragic atmosphere, can you stop laughing at this time? Would you respect the pain in my heart
Sima Jiao: "You made a mistake."
Liao Tingyan: "What?"
Sima Jiao: "If I make up my mind to be wiped out, you can't 'forcefully keep' my spirit."
Liao Tingyan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly reacted, leaned back and stared at Sima Jiao's face in disbelief, "You..."
Sima Jiao's face showed a smile that she was very familiar with. It was the smile on his face when he burned in front of her seventeen years ago, with insight and expectations.
But she just realized it now.
"That's the choice I gave you. If you would rather suffer and want me to stay, I will stay. If you don't love me that much, I'm also willing to use my soul as a light guide for you." Sima Jiao Very casually said: "It's always something given to you, you can do whatever you want."
"It's the same now."
Liao Tingyan remembered the scene when she separated Sima Jiao's soul from the spiritual fire. It was indeed easier than she thought.
Suddenly, her teeth itch with hatred, and she lowered her head and bit Sima Jiao's shoulder. It was the first time she tried so hard, and she quickly tasted the fishy smell in her mouth. Sima Jiao didn't even hum, and even laughed.
"Look, you want me to stay and I can stay with you longer. I can do it. Besides, I don't really need your protection."
While speaking, he had already walked to the wild pavilion in the mountains last time.
Sima Jiao turned his head and stroked Liao Tingyan's hair, "Okay, let go."
He put Liao Tingyan under the peach tree, leaned on the branch, bent down and kissed her bloody lips. "The real murderer, it's the first time I've seen you so fierce."
Liao Tingyan leaned against the trunk of the mountain peach tree, and her kiss raised her head. She saw Sima Jiao's dark eyes that seemed to be jumping with flames, and also saw that the tree above them suddenly blew like a spring breeze, the snow melted and withered. Countless pink mountain peach blossoms bloom on the branches.
She heard thunder. The hand that was holding Sima Jiao's shirt tightened.
Sima Jiao held her hand, raised his head, and raised his red lips, "You are here watching me through this thunder calamity."
Is he going to cross the Thunder Tribulation? Why didn't she see that it was time for him to cross the thunder tribulation
Is there something that obscures her perception, or even obscures the secret? !
Liao Tingyan saw him get up and back off, almost chasing after him, but was pushed back by Sima Jiao.
"Watch quietly."
He stood there sideways, looking up at the sky. Liao Tingyan was in a trance, as if he had seen the master who stood outside the tower and faced a group of monks from Gengchen Xianfu in Sansheng Mountain.
Liao Tingyan's pupils suddenly tightened because a fire appeared in Sima Jiao's hand. Not his previous red, but colorless, only a little blue can be seen on the edge, this fire is very small, but as soon as it appeared, the surrounding temperature rose instantly, this piece of mountain forest uses this collapsed pavilion as the In the center, the snow melted quickly, as if in a fast-forward motion, velvety grass grew on the ground, and the surrounding trees began to green.
This is... Spirit Fire? Why does he still have spirit fire, and why is it this color
Liao Tingyan was full of questions, and Sima Jiao looked at her and said, "This is the fire you lit for me."
This is a new spiritual fire that the Shi family cultivated with the flesh and blood of the Fengshan family. But now, it has been fused with spirit fire, and it has been refined by the last Sima's flesh and blood. Now it has been ignited by the cluster of spirit fire on Liao Tingyan's body, and it has become a brand new spirit fire that can continue to grow.
—This is the best outcome he had envisioned at the beginning. He won the bet.
Thunder fell with a bang, and was reluctant to disperse again and again. The spirit fire in Sima Jiao's hand returned to his body. After his body filled with spirit energy just now merged into the spirit fire, it became pure again, like a mortal person, and Liao Tingyan couldn't see the difference.
With a flick of his sleeves, he brushed the dust off his body, walked to Liao Tingyan, stretched out his hand to her, "Let's go, go back."
Liao Tingyan looked at him blankly.
Sima Jiao shook the flower branch and shook her off.
Liao Tingyan returned to his senses and asked him, "Can you stay with me for a long time?"
Sima Jiao: "You can take as long as you want."
Liao Tingyan: "Then, I don't need to be afraid?"
Sima Jiao: "I told you not to be afraid."
Liao Tingyan: "So you didn't explain anything and deliberately watched me rush around for you?"
Sima Jiao: "...No."
Liao Tingyan understood, "It's useless to talk too much, the dog thief will die! Look at the trick!"
She jumped up, Sima Jiao dodged sideways, took her wrist and kissed her lips, "Why are you angry again?"
Liao Tingyan pinched his hair without hesitation, "I'm going to tell you today, hide everything from your wife, and one day you will suffer domestic violence! Do you really think I won't beat people? !what!"
If he doesn't beat him before he has regained his peak strength, he won't be able to beat him in the future.
Sima Jiao: "Hey—"
His Majesty was pressed against the tree and beaten, and the peach blossoms of a tree were all swaying and fell to them.
Sima Jiao pressed her headlessly against the tree, and just as he was about to turn around and grab her hand, he heard her crying while kicking his leg, and suddenly fell back with a headache.
Forget it, let her kick enough, it doesn't hurt too much anyway.
Sima Jiao, an old dog who could die for Liao Tingyan, but never understood why she was crying.