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The night was dark, the drizzle was continuous, and the window lattice was pounding. The entire Qianmo Palace was covered with a layer of dark colors, and subtle moans came from the dark room, revealing strong pain, longing, and longing.
"Brother, hold me..."
On the cold black stone, Ning Que sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. Fine beads of sweat covered his brows and dripped with his ragged breathing, soaking his exposed upper body.
His lips were black, and his brows had a terrifying look, as if he was suffering from great pain.
A ball of black energy appeared in front of the black stone, and the condensed man in black looked worried. He clenched his fists, restraining himself from wanting to hug the person in front of him into his arms.
The humidity in the air gradually became thicker, and the sound of gasping in his ears particularly stimulated the nerves. The man in black was confused for a moment. At that moment, his reason was torn open, and the figure who couldn't help but get closer was hit by a wave of energy. He retreated with murderous intent and stopped when he was two inches away from the painting on the wall.
Ning Que stretched out his hand, and a large robe flew up to cover his wet body. He waved his sleeves a few times. The man in black's cheeks were swollen, and the blood in his mouth dripped down his chin.
"Who allowed you to come in?"
A sense of oppression swept over him, and the man in black felt a tightness in his chest. He knelt on the ground, blood oozing from his teeth, "I have been with you for four hundred years! Why can he do it but I can't?"
Ning Que curled his lips, as if he had heard a big joke, "What qualifications do you have to compare with him?"
The man in black had a sweet taste in his throat, "He has been dead a long time ago!"
The airflow in the dark room condensed instantly, and the terrifying demonic energy spread. The man in black screamed and trembled on the ground.
Ning Que stood up, and the man in black was forced to look up, and saw the cold murderous intent surging in the corners of his eyes.
"Why do you think I keep you by my side?" Ning Que spread his fingers, picked up the man in black and threw him out of the darkroom. He looked at the man in the painting and muttered to himself, "Elder brother, I keep all your things..."
For several days, Wei Jian took Lu Shenxing for a walk in several other gardens. He didn't come often before, but this time he had company, and he wouldn't be left homeless no matter what happened, even though the new partner was a monster.
"The one in white is an immortal." Wei Jian raised his chin towards the pavilion opposite.
Hao Lian, who was sitting alone in the pavilion reading, had already noticed that he seemed to be very interested in Lu Shenxing and kept staring at Lu Shenxing.
"The Immortal is watching you." Wei Jian looked surprised and couldn't help but suggest, "Let's go there."
Lu Shenxing turned around and left, but his tail was pulled.
"I'm Wei Jian, I live in the Sixteenth Garden." Wei Jian bowed to Hao Lian, "This is my roommate, a beast."
Immortals don't eat fireworks in the world, and they probably don't care about these red tapes. He gave up hope and heard the gentle voice in his ears, "Hao Lian."
One person, one immortal, one beast, different races, the atmosphere was a bit awkward, and there was nothing to talk about.
Hao Lian picked up a plate of snacks on the table, "But are you hungry?"
Wei Jian was flattered and waved his hand quickly, "You're welcome, I'm not hungry."
The next moment, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he watched the plate of snacks placed in front of the beast next to him, but the other party still ignored it.
A plate of meat appeared in Hao Lian's hand.
The beast is a carnivorous animal, and the blood in its body boils all of a sudden. Lu Shenxing's face was gloomy and covered with thick gray hair, so no one probably saw it.
Next, Wei Jian stared at the immortal happily feeding him, and his partner looked unhappy the whole time.
"Can I touch you?" Hao Lian reached out and stroked the hair on Lu Shenxing's head, not feeling that her question was unnecessary at all.
Lu Shenxing was stunned and lost his appetite. He jumped to the other end of the bridge and disappeared quickly.
Looking away, Hao Lian's eyes filled with deep meaning. It was indeed special to get that person's attention.
"I'll take my leave now." Wei Jian chased after him.
A few days later, Wei Jian was taken away. He held the door frame and turned to look at Lu Shenxing, with tears in his eyes. It was like a separation between life and death.
"Hey, I'm leaving."
Walking slowly without seeing him off, Lu Shenxing turned around.
Wei Jian, "..."
Wei Jian was trembling with fear along the way. When he stopped, he had already thought of five or six ways to die, all cruel.
"grown ups."
Wei Jian couldn't guess what the devil was thinking, and he didn't dare to guess. He knelt there carefully without making a sound.
Ning Que took a sip of wine and asked, "Am I scary?"
Wei Jian shook his head like a rattle.
"Come here." Ning Que.
A hand climbed up from his back and wandered along his spine. Wei Jian's scalp was numb and his whole body was stretched like a string.
Ning Que casually caressed | touched the bone under his abdomen, "How is it?"
Wei Jian, who was covered in cold sweat, suddenly had a look in his eyes and said with a smile, "What do you think of the monster? It's very funny and more human-like than my last roommate who could transform. It's common to have a little temper. Sleeping She also snores and likes to eat some cake. I ate a piece of it and it was so sweet that my teeth hurt. But that day when the immortal served it to eat, it didn’t even look at it... "
Ning Que closed his eyes and said, "Get out."
The bones had not been removed, but the skin was still there. Wei Jian gasped for air. The cold sweat on his body was blown by the wind, making him shiver. What happened just now? Why don't you have any impression at all
"gone."
The demon next to him urged, but his tone did not show any impatience. Those people in the garden might not know when one of them would become a wife.
As soon as Wei Jian returned, he saw a huge figure standing at the entrance of the garden. He trotted over and said, "It's okay, I'm okay. The Demon Lord just touched my back and didn't do anything to me."
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Back rub? Did you touch it for so long? Lu Shenxing breathed heavily in displeasure.
"Are you angry?" Wei Jian blinked and whispered, "So you care about me so much. Alas, I am a villain. I have hidden many things from you, and I have tested you again and again. , I’m sorry, let’s be friends from now on.”
Wei Jian turned on the talkative mode again and didn't even bother to wet his clothes. Lu Shenxing felt uneasy for no reason and always felt that something was going to happen. But in the evening, it was his turn.
"Whatever the Demon Lord asks you to do, just do it. Remember not to resist!"
Lu Shenxing went to see Ning Que with Wei Jian's instructions. He was not taken to the main hall, but to a dark room. The demon who led him over looked at him several times.
Ning Que flipped through the book without raising his head, "Do your eyes still hurt?"
The top of Lu Shenxing's head darkened, and a cool hand pressed on his eyes. The voice above his head was cold, "Does it hurt?"
The force continued to increase, and Lu Shenxing's eyes moved unbearably. He smelled the smell of blood. According to the situation, Ning Que wanted him to pluck out his eyes alive.
"Do you know how painful it is to repeat it over and over again when your body is divided, broken, and reassembled inch by inch?" Ning Que sighed softly, "You see you are just about to lose your eyes and you can't accept it."
Lu Shenxing's breathing stagnated, and the hair on his body hid his emotions at the moment.
"It hurts a lot." Ning Que wiped Lu Shenxing's eyes with a handkerchief and carefully wiped away the blood. His movements were gentle, as if the murderous intention of the previous moment was an illusion.
His vision gradually recovered, and Lu Shenxing saw the paintings on the wall.
"Have you noticed?" Ning Que nodded slightly, "These are all my senior brothers."
Lu Shenxing's heart stirred up a storm, and it eroded his nerve endings in an instant. Four hundred years was long enough for Ning Que to become what he is now.
"I want to go boating with my senior brother one day, just the two of us." Ning Que walked to a painting. In the painting, there was a green lake. On the floating boat, two men were cuddling closely together, almost A water bird stood there, peaceful and beautiful. This was an image he had experienced countless times in his dreams.
"This is him practicing his sword." Ning Que looked at another painting next to him, "That day I hid behind the pillar and saw that his hand gesture when holding the sword was wrong. I didn't even realize it, so I knew he was not me. The senior brother I know is another soul."
Lu Shenxing felt his temples ache as he listened to Ning Que describe each painting in an unhurried tone.
Ning Que turned his back to Lu Shenxing and looked out the window. On the top of the banyan tree, there were two sparrows tracing each other's feathers with their beaks. For a long time, his eyes were moist and red, and his face was wet.
"I hate him."
The overwhelming hatred was released from those three words of Ning Que, seeping into every corner of the darkroom. Lu Shenxing frowned, and things flashed in his mind quickly. He raised his paw and put it on Ning Que's leg, and put away the sharp point. touched lightly.
"Senior brother, as long as you come back, I won't hate you anymore..."
Ning Que lowered his eyes, and a faint light flashed, as if it was there but not at all.
The next day, there was an unusual atmosphere in the Qian Demon Palace. The Demon Lord was holding a child in the garden looking at flowers, smiling and in a good mood, making the demons around him unable to believe their eyes.
The news came out from nowhere that the child was the reincarnation of that person, and that Lord Demon Lord loved him very much. Everyone in the garden showed expressions of relief, and only a few were disappointed.
Lu Shenxing also heard it. He first thought that it was the reincarnation of Bai Fengqi, but then he thought about it. Ning Que, the reincarnation of Bai Fengqi, should have found it a long time ago and knew that it was not the same person.
"I can go home." Wei Jian paced around the room excitedly.
Lu Shenxing lay motionless on the ground. Shenxing exuded a sinister aura.
Everyone gathered again that night, and Lu Shenxing saw the child sitting on Ning Que's lap, holding Ning Que's neck tightly with his hands, timidly, with curiosity in his big black eyes.
Ning Que lowered his head and kissed the child's hair, comforting him gently.
An unknown fire sprang up, burning all over his body. Lu Shenxing gasped and gasped.
Ning Que suddenly pulled away the child's collar, pinched his waist with one hand, and buried his head in to kiss him as if no one else was watching.
Everyone opened their mouths, dumbfounded.
With a bang, the table in front of Lu Shenxing was broken into two halves, the fruits and dishes on it were all rotten, and his eyes became terrifying.
Wei Jian was startled, and turned pale to look at the strange beast around him. What was going on? Before he came, he specifically said that tonight might be his last night in the demon world, so he just had to pretend to be deaf and dumb.
Everyone took a breath, this monster was looking for death, and they couldn't help but feel a little frightened by the bloody scene that followed.
The child's ambiguous cry rang out, and most of the clothes on his body had been taken off, and they were loose and loose covering his green body. No one had the time to appreciate it.
There was another huge noise in their ears, and they were frightened. The monster was crazy.
Wei Jian was so stunned that he forgot to stop him. He just watched things develop in the worst direction. He unconsciously closed his eyes and cried, not wanting to see the scene when his partner who finally got along well died.
Lu Shenxing was so stimulated that his thinking was confused. When he realized it, he had already sold himself.
If Ning Que believed in that child, he would have only one fate.
Hao Lian, who was sitting in the corner, finished his last sip of wine. He raised his eyes and saw that the man above him was not angry, but smiled.
It seems that he guessed correctly.
Ning Que waved his hand, and the child in his arms disappeared, and a feather fell lightly.
Ning Que's lips curled up as he let out a creepy laugh. He stood up and walked towards Lu Shen step by step.
Lu Shenxing's temples jumped and his vision went dark.