The Rescue Of The Tragic Villain Is In Progress

Chapter 249: Extra All Things Return to Ruins

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Sang Feiwan never thought that after writing pornographic novels for most of his life, he would eventually get his shoes wet in the river.

In the following days, Baili Duyue always came late at night, just like that night, blindfolded Sang Feiwan, and cast a silence spell on him, but he just didn't say a word. Sang Feiwan could only vaguely feel that the other party seemed to have tasted some wonderful sweetness from it, becoming more and more bold, more and more unrestrained, and staying longer and longer.

Sang Feiwan was the same as him, but he was always in a trance. It was not until the severe pain in his dantian gradually eased and his spiritual power became more abundant that Sang Feiwan realized that Baili Duyue seemed to be talking to him...

Dual cultivation

He was not sure about this fact. But that feeling was not only pure joy, but also more like cultivation. Even his own skills improved, and he rushed directly from the first level of the Spiritual Severing Realm to the second level.

After realizing this fact, Sang Feiwan tried hard for a long time, and finally managed to unlock the forbidden technique set by Baili Duyue before. However, he was still at a loss as to what to do with the iron chain on his wrist.

At that time, the sun was setting outside, and the window was smoky purple, revealing a layer of gorgeous colors. If nothing unexpected happened, Baili Duyue would come over soon.

Sang Feiwan didn't want to be a freeloader anymore, so he fiddled with the chain and found it was indestructible. Just as Baili Duyue said, if he didn't have the key, even he couldn't open it, not to mention Sang Feiwan was only in the Spiritual Severing Realm.

Sang Feiwan had no choice but to call out the system again: "System? System?"

Little King Kong always responds to requests. When it heard Sang Feiwan calling it, it immediately flapped its invisible little wings and flew out: What are you doing

Sang Feiwan was desperate and had no one to turn to for help. He signaled the system to look at the jingling chain in his hand: "Can you open this?"

He actually didn't hold out much hope, but unexpectedly, the system agreed, and flew around Sang Feiwan proudly.

Yes~ Because the Little King Kong is the hardest!! This chain is not as hard as the Little King Kong!

Sang Feiwan was shocked when he heard that. His fist hardened uncontrollably and he almost vomited blood. "You can open it? Why didn't you say so earlier?!"

If he had said it earlier, he wouldn't have had to be locked up here for so long!

Xiao Jin Gang hushed when he heard this, and said in a serious tone: Host, if Xiao Jin Gang untied you, you would not lie down and let the villain beep. If the villain doesn't beep with you, your blackening degree cannot be reduced. If your blackening degree is not reduced, you will not be able to complete the task.

It shyly concluded: Xiao Jin Gang is doing this for your own good. You see, the villain is only 5 degrees darker now, and you can complete the task soon.

Sang Feiwan gritted his teeth silently: "..."

This damn, ruthless machine with only the mission in its mind!

Although he was ruthless, Little King Kong was still reliable in the end. He used the tip of his diamond to pry at the keyhole for a long time. After going through a lot of hardships, he finally opened the chain with a click.

Look! It's open!

Sang Feiwan saw the chain being pried open and immediately took his hand out. However, perhaps because he had gotten used to the weight of the chain, he felt a little light when he took it off suddenly.

Sang Feiwan stretched his wrists, threw off the quilt, got out of bed and walked to the door. He originally planned to push the door open and go out to look for Baili Duyue, but he suddenly paused and slowly retreated after remembering something.

No, I can't go out.

At least not now.

It would be bad if Baili Duyue thought he wanted to escape.

Sang Feiwan only saw Baili Duyue for such a long time and did not take the initiative to untie his chains, so he knew that he must still be worried. If he rashly walked out of the hall at this time, wouldn't it be a big problem if it caused misunderstandings

Sang Feiwan raised his head and glanced at the darkening sky outside. He thought that Baili Duyue would surely come over soon. He would just wait for him here and find a chance to ask him the reason. It didn't matter whether he went out or not.

#He is always cautious and rarely commits suicide#

Sang Feiwan had been locked up for a long time, so it was inevitable that his muscles and bones were sore. He couldn't leave this place, so he wandered around inside and read a few books in the study. He glanced and saw the painting album on the corner of the table, and suddenly remembered Qian Jiangyue's burned painting.

The person has passed away, and even the last memory is gone. Baili Duyue still had a grudge in his heart when he burned the painting. Now when he thinks about it, he doesn't know if he will regret it.

Sang Feiwan had nothing to do anyway, so he took out a piece of drawing paper, dipped his pen in ink, tried hard to recall Qian Jiangyue's appearance, and then began to copy it carefully on the paper.

His level is neither high nor low, but his painting style is different from this world and is unique. When the full moon rose, he finally finished the painting.

Sang Feiwan put down his brush and blew away the wet ink, thinking it was still quite similar. He found a place to hang the painting to dry, and was about to find something to cover it, but before he could move, he heard a slight sound of footsteps outside, and his body couldn't help but pause slightly -

Is it Baili Duyue

Sang Feiwan immediately recognized the other party's footsteps. He thought for a while, then blew out the candle, lay back on the bed and pretended to be asleep. He then loosely put the chain that had been untied long ago around his wrist, disguising everything to the extreme.

As the saying goes, to catch a thief, you have to seize the stolen goods. Even if he wants to settle accounts with Baili Duyue, he has to catch him red-handed.

Thinking of this, Sang Feiwan raised his eyebrows slightly in the darkness, then put one hand behind his head and closed his eyes with an ambiguous tone.

There was no light in the hall. When Baili Duyue walked in, it was pitch black inside, but he didn't need to light it up. Through the curtains, he could vaguely see Sang Feiwan still sleeping on the bed. Baili Duyue quietly undressed and got on the bed with ease.

After all, he was the Emperor of Cloud Realm. Even before this, he was the dignified Lord of the Northern Territory. He had never thought that one day he would be subservient to someone else, so he could not help but feel embarrassed.

But Si Wujiu said that if he wanted to transfer the poison in Sang Feiwan's body to himself, he must be the one who was forced to bear it.

Even to this day, Baili Duyue can still remember the teasing smile hidden in Si Wujiu's voice when he said this, and feels extremely angry.

But even though she was extremely reluctant, she was willing to do it after seeing the man lying on the bed, the man named Sang Feiwan...

Baili Duyue used his belt to bind Sang Feiwan's eyes as usual, and then followed the pattern of the previous few days, doing what he had to do. He had already found pleasure in this kind of thing, so he began to become familiar and bold, but he was still unwilling to remove the other party's silence spell -

Sang Feiwan would definitely laugh at him.

Baili Duyue thought so.

But after tonight, the poison in the other person's body will be completely cleared, and I can't ban him from speaking for the rest of his life. I need to think carefully about how to explain it later.

Baili Duyue kissed Sang Feiwan vigorously, his lips were dark red, and his frosty white hair accidentally entangled in his lips, bringing a strange resistance. He half-closed his eyes and rested his head on her shoulder, lazily, like a spoiled cat, his voice hoarse: "Sang Feiwan..."

Baili Duyue hoped that Sang Feiwan could hug him, but he realized belatedly that he had put a forbidden spell on the other party, so he had to leave everything to him. However, he never noticed that the other party's hands bound by shackles had quietly broken free.

Sang Feiwan had been feeling it all along, but he did not make a sound or move, intending to see how long the other party could hold out. While Baili Duyue was distracted by passion, he slowly raised his hand and quietly took off the belt covering his eyes in the dark night.

Sang Feiwan's eyes were surprisingly bright in the dark night. He lowered his eyes and saw Baili Duyue lazily leaning on his shoulder. While he was resting, he suddenly hooked his chin with his fingertips and asked in a low voice, "Is the city lord satisfied with me?"

He should be satisfied, otherwise why would he act like this every night, like a flower thief

Little did he know that these words exploded in his ears like thunder out of the blue, startling Baili Duyue. He subconsciously looked up and looked at Sang Feiwan in surprise, only to find that the other party had woken up at some point, and even the chain on his wrist was missing.

Baili Duyue's pupils shrank slightly: "You..."

Before he finished speaking, his vision was spinning and he was caught off guard by Sang Feiwan who was pinned down. Thinking of the past few days, the other party was half angry and half amused: "Why don't you be the Emperor of the Cloud Realm? Why do you choose to imitate that low-class flower thief who comes and goes without a trace? How romantic."

Baili Duyue choked and was inevitably embarrassed: "I... I am helping you to detoxify..."

When Sang Feiwan heard him say this, she guessed something in her heart. She hooked her fingertips around the scattered hair on his shoulders, slowly circled it, and asked slowly: "In that case, it must be hard work for the city lord... ?"

Baili Duyue didn't know what to say. He was having fun just now, and was interrupted by Sang Feiwan unexpectedly, which made him feel uncomfortable. Seeing that the other party broke free from his restraints, he seemed to want to settle the score later. He took the initiative to hook his hand around Sang Feiwan's neck, and then kissed his earlobe like a little animal. He looked lazy and said in a hoarse voice: "It's good that you know that I have worked hard, then..."

He paused and said, "How should you thank me?"

Baili Duyue spent a lot of effort to refine those poisons during the day, and he could not bear the word "hard work".

Sang Feiwan lowered his eyes and looked at him, wondering why he should thank this man: "What does the city lord want?"

Baili Duyue buried her face in his neck upon hearing this. Her silver-white hair was much longer than her waist. She rubbed it against his neck and finally uttered a word after a while: "Sang Feiwan, hug me..."

He whispered, "You haven't hugged me for a long time..."

Although the two had been close for days, there was still a gap between him taking the initiative and the other taking the initiative. Baili Du Yue Lao felt that something was missing. He took the initiative to hug Sang Feiwan's waist and urged in a low voice: "Sang Feiwan, kiss me..."

He was no longer shy at this time and was surprisingly bold.

Upon hearing this, Sang Feiwan lowered his eyes and glanced at Baili Duyue, then smiled and said with an ambiguous tone, "In fact, even if the city lord didn't say anything, Feiwan would have done it anyway."

I have to settle the accounts of the past few days. Baili Duyue wants me to thank him, right? I will definitely "thank" him properly.

must.

The bed curtain fell down, and a small diamond flew out from it. It didn't know where to go, so it had to lean against the window and continue to look at the moon. The small body was extremely bright, and then it was dyed yellow bit by bit, and it was inexplicably melancholy.

If Xiao Jin Gang had hands at this moment, he would definitely cover his eyes to prevent himself from seeing something he shouldn't see and causing his body to change color. However, in the second half of the night, the two of them got out of bed and went to the desk for some reason, and the pens, ink, paper and inkstone fell all over the floor.

It made too much noise.

Xiao Jin Gang couldn't help but took a quick look, only to find that Sang Feiwan was painting. The vermilion paint fell on the snow-white paper, making the contrast even more glaring.

The hobbies of these two people are actually quite similar.

One likes to paint, the other likes to be painted.

Outside the window, the rain is trickling, spring is fading, the silk quilt can't stand the cold at five o'clock in the morning. In the dream, I don't know that I am a guest, and I am greedy for a while.

Before I knew it, the sky was bright and the red sun was rising.

Sang Feiwan finally got rid of his shackles and walked out of the extremely luxurious palace, seeing the sunlight that he had not seen for a long time. He was wearing a long robe and standing high in the palace. He could only see the sky which was still dark blue and nothing could be seen. With the rising of the red sun, his vision finally became clearer.

Sang Feiwan suddenly thought of the protagonist Duan Yang in the original novel.

I don’t know where the other party has gone, as if he has evaporated from the face of the earth. Could it be that the mission failed and he was wiped out by the system

Forget it, it’s none of his business anyway. Even if the other party is alive, he can’t cause any trouble.

Sang Feiwan's sleeves were blown up, and he lay lazily on the palace wall, thinking of something, and then smiled. He turned around and saw Baili Duyue slowly walking out from inside, holding the door, wearing a dazzling red dress, which was the color of the whole cloud realm.

Seeing this, Sang Feiwan reached out and brought him over. However, Baili Duyue almost stumbled, perhaps because his legs were weak. Sang Feiwan curled his lips slightly, pretending not to understand. He quickly supported the man and "kindly" reminded him, "Your Majesty, stand steady, don't fall."

He is quite capable to be able to make a master of the Heavenly God Realm suffer like this.

Baili Duyue thought of what happened last night, and his expression became subtle for a moment: "It's not even dawn yet, what are you doing standing here?"

Sang Feiwan: "Look at the scenery."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a group of guards suddenly coming from the palace corridor in the distance. They escorted a man directly into the prison, and no one knew what they were going to do.

Sang Feiwan was sharp-eyed and found that the man being escorted looked familiar. He seemed to be Qu Wujing, the lord of Xifeng City. When the North Territory was attacked by wolf monsters, all the neighboring cities came to ask for help, and he was one of them. When he met her in the back garden, he said something strange: "Who is that man?"

Baili Duyue didn't even bother to mention Qu Wujing's name, he just narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "He is Fuyu Hao's spy planted in Cangdu. He was the one who secretly broke the formation at the border of the Northern Territory and lured the wolf monster in. I ordered someone to skin him, how about it, do you want to see it?"

Sang Feiwan had no interest in this kind of "scenery". He smiled, suddenly pulled out a roll of drawing paper from his sleeve, and handed it to Baili Duyue, saying jokingly: "Thank you, City Lord, for sacrificing yourself for me and detoxifying me. Feiwan has nothing, so I will prepare a small gift. I hope you will accept it."

After he finished speaking, he even pretended to bow.

Baili Duyue's ears were burning when he heard him say that. He took the scroll of drawing paper and inexplicably remembered the scene of this man painting on himself last night. He hesitated for a moment before daring to open it.

He felt that Sang Feiwan couldn't draw anything serious.

However, when the drawing paper was slowly unfolded, a woman with purple clothes and white hair was seen on it. She had a smiling face and looked gentle and peaceful. It was clearly Qian Jiangyue.

Baili Duyue's two personalities had already merged when he was in the dungeon. Now that he saw this painting, there was nothing he didn't understand. He paused, then looked at Sang Feiwan a little late, only to hear him say, "Since the person has passed away, there must be something to remember him by. How about it? Does my painting still look like him?"

"… "

Baili Duyue didn't say anything. He unconsciously clenched the painting in his hand. He didn't know what he was thinking about. He saw Sang Feiwan looking at him with a smile. After a moment, he nodded: "... Yeah."

He smiled and said, “Yes.”

As the last word fell, the system suddenly rang: Ding! Please note that the villain's blackening degree has been reduced to 0. Congratulations on successfully completing this task and receiving a rebirth reward!

A big diamond suddenly flew out, and flew around happily: Oh my god, the blackness is finally cleared! Happy!!

Sang Feiwan was stunned for a moment, then he became happy when he realized what was happening. He and Baili Duyue stood on the palace wall together, and suddenly he raised his hand and pointed to the distance: "Duyue, look over there."

A long time ago, Sang Feiwan and Baili Duyue first entered the Ruins of No Return. They wanted to see some magnificent sights, but they could only see an endless plain with no mountains or seas, no flowers or leaves. It seemed unworthy of the name "the place where all things return to".

However, standing on the height of the palace, I could see mountains and rivers stretching for millions of miles, and the wind reaching the sky. The scenery of the four continents in the cloud realm was all within my sight. The sunset scenery of thousands of mountains, the spring looking forward to the evening in the world, the souls crying in the cave at night, and the old man fishing alone in the cold river.

It is like an endless scroll of poetry, describing the spring of the four seasons and the wars and chaos. Then it is like the return of the sea, going around and around, traveling all over the world's rough roads, and finally returning to the place where it left that year. It seems that all the sufferings of the world will be smoothed out one by one, and all the misfortunes of the past will be wiped out.

People and scenery look at each other, they will always meet, always reunite, and then find the person who is willing to stand by their side and light up the mountains and rivers together...

Baili Duyue looked in the direction Sang Feiwan pointed, but felt that the scenery was not as beautiful as the people next to him, so he retracted his gaze.

He held the other person's hand and hugged the scroll, and suddenly felt very content.

The system was planning to fly away quietly, but before it could get far, it suddenly heard Sang Feiwan calling it, with a smile in her voice: "Hey, you're leaving just like that, without saying goodbye to me?"

The system turned around subconsciously, only to see Sang Feiwan smiling at it, so it turned around happily: Host, I'm leaving now, bye~

Sang Feiwan: "Really goodbye?"

The system thought about it: Should I

But in fact, there are many goodbyes in the world, and we will never see each other again. These two words are more like an expectation and a comfort.

Sang Feiwan hummed, smiled and said in a literary way: "What is this called? If you want to know what happens next, there will be no next chapter, right?"

They all had their deserved endings and got what they deserved, whether it was cause and effect or retribution.

The system nodded, then flew over and gently touched Sang Feiwan: Little King Kong is really leaving, bye~

It flapped its invisible little wings, and then under Sang Feiwan's gaze, it gradually flew into the clouds, turned into a gorgeous stream of light, and finally disappeared.

Sang Feiwan didn't say anything, but slowly held Baili Duyue's hand, and then watched the red sun rise with him, illuminating the mountains and rivers, and enveloping everything in it.

The sky disappears, all things flourish and wither, and all return to ruins...