Chapter 58 Broken Mirror (4)

Chapter 58 Broken Mirror (4)

...If I pick up the sword again, I will definitely kill you.

Yan Qing lowered his head and said nothing, his eyes quietly looking at the gravel scattered on the ground.They piled up into a road, making it impossible for him to avoid them. He could only step on them step by step, enduring the sharp and severe pain.Xie Shiyi couldn't see the blood streaking under his feet, nor could he see his pale and helpless face.

Yan Qing smiled numbly, and the anxiety, expectation, and shyness that had been hidden in his heart calmed down at this moment.

Yan Qing said softly: "Okay, I'll wait for that day."

Entering the Nandoushen Palace, he supported Xie Shiyi and asked him to lean against the pillar first.

The ruins of the shrine live up to its former splendor. In the front is a stone statue that is dozens of meters long and has been mottled and peeled off.

Under the gray wall, the silk gauze curtains are tattered and piled up.

The only light is the night pearl hanging on the wall that has long been dimmed by dust.

The light was cold and cold, like the moonlight shining deep on the sea, shining on Xie Shiyi.His hair was black, his eyes were black, and his lips were blood red. Among all the bright colors, his pale face looked like frost and snow.

Xie Shiyi suddenly coughed twice violently.

Just as Yan Qing was about to stand up, his chest was heaving with pain, and he subconsciously reached out his hand: "Xie Shiyi..." He wanted to wipe the blood from Xie Shiyi's lips.

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However, his wrist was held by Xie Shiyi in the air.Xie Shiyi stopped him from approaching, tilted his head to avoid it, his hair brushed his mouth, and there was undisguised murderous intent and disgust in his eyebrows.

Yan Qing maintained a half-crouched position, his blood coagulated and he was frozen in place.

He knew that Xie Shiyi hated being touched by others, but he never thought that one day Xie Shiyi would show such a disgusted expression to him.

But why not...

What is the relationship between them?

Yan Qing felt a little embarrassed.Maybe it's not embarrassment, but confusion.

For the first time, he separated from his soul and stood in front of him in his true body. He thought of many opening remarks that would not make each other awkward.Unexpectedly, Xie Shiyi didn't even look at him.

Xie Shiyi shook off his hand and stood up slowly while holding on to the stone pillar.The crown of his hair fell off, and all his black hair was scattered.The white clothes were dyed red, like a long river of blood.He raised his hand and calmly wiped the blood from his mouth.

"Yan Qing, it's not necessary."

Yan Qing half-crouched on the ground in a daze.

Xie Shiyi's eyes fell on the statue in the distance, without looking at him, and said softly: "You can either kill me now or leave."

Yan Qing's fingers trembled.The wounds on his body seemed to be starting to hurt just now, but he couldn't show his sadness in front of Xie Shiyi.

So I could only lower my head and say with a slow smile: "Where am I going? Xie Shiyi, actually you said this too early, I am still in the soul body. As long as I want, I can easily return to your body and continue talking to you."You live together." Yan Qing didn't care: "Besides, I can't get out of Cangwuhai alone."

Xie Shiyi said nothing, like a jade sculpture standing still.

Yan Qing continued to smile and used all his strength to keep his tone calm and natural.So he had no time to care about his expression, and there was a slight blush around his eyes.

Yan Qing: "It's not easy, Xie Shiyi. You hate me so much, but you are still forced to stay with me for so long. No wonder you ask me how many years it has been. Over the years, have you heard every word I say?Just strengthen your intention to kill once."

Xie Shiyi ignored him and walked forward.

Yan Qing raised his head, looked at his back, his smile faded, and suddenly his voice became softer: "Xie Shiyi, you went through so much trouble to get the Soul-Living Pearl just to kill me?" He couldn't say any more.There was a long silence before continuing to ask.

"You hate me that much?"

Xie Shiyi stood still.The robe was stained deeply with blood, lingering in the half-light and shadow of the temple.

He raised his eyes and looked at the cold sky wall. He didn't know how much time had passed, and he spoke clearly and tiredly.

"Yan Qing, you depended on me for your life and tried to take me away. You intervened in my life without my permission, and you thought you were right and made many decisions for me. You are greedy for life and afraid of death, and you are cunning and hypocritical." Xie Shiyi lowered his eyes and hesitated.He smiled softly, quietly as if he was talking to himself: "You have seen all the bad sides of me. Yes, between you and me... we were both disgusted with each other in the beginning."

He murmured: "How could I not hate you." He was seriously injured and as fragile as paper.I was really disgusted to the extreme and didn't want to be with Yan Qing at all.Holding back the blood in my heart, I moved forward.

"I wish you had never appeared."

Yan Qing's fingers trembled, and she stood up slowly on the ground.

The cold light shines coldly on the long stone steps, like frost and snow.Xie Shiyi never looked back.The red robe disappeared at the end of the light and darkness with his steps.The footsteps were very light, and with each step, traces of blood fell, filling the hall hollowly.Serious and decisive.

One step, two steps, three steps, four steps...

It was twelve steps to walk from one end of the roof to the other.

There are thirty-seven steps from the east to the west of the Youjue Room.

He hadn't counted the Spring Water Peach Blossom Road, but that road was so long, it should have been a few hundred steps.

The reason for counting the steps on the roof was to remind the blindfolded Xie Shiyi when he could jump off.Counting steps in the secluded room was because she wanted to find something to do so that Xie Shiyi wouldn't be too bored.

And now, a person is in this cold and empty shrine ruins.He simply felt it was too quiet...he needed to find something to do.

"Aren't you curious about what he was doing in there?" A few days after Xie Shiyi entered, a voice suddenly appeared in Yan Qing's mind.

At first, he thought he had split into a separate personality, but later found out that it was not the case.This was something that inexplicably appeared in his mind after he fell into the sea of chaos.Like a black mist, I don’t know my age, my gender, my good or evil, it’s mysterious and weird.

Every time He spoke in his body, the sound made Yan Qing feel disgusted and disgusted. This nausea may come from subconscious fear.

He tried many ways and finally chose to use a woman's voice to talk to him softly.

"This is the Nandou Palace. Nandou Emperor is the head of the gods. If he gets the inheritance inside, he will definitely kill you when he comes out."

Yan Qing sat on the ruins and asked her coldly: "Who are you?"

He smiled slightly and said, "It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that you are willing to be like this for the rest of your life, a lonely ghost?"

Yan Qing said nothing.

He said, "Look, you saved him, but he still wants to kill you."

Yan Qing said, "It's none of your business."

After He finished speaking, he smiled and said: "But I can understand it. After all, I am to you just like you are to him..."

Me to you.

Just like you are to him.

Yan Qing's heart suddenly throbbed, and cracks appeared on his expression. His teeth trembled and he raised his voice: "Shut up."

He smiled: "Why should I shut up?"

"Yan Qing, we are all the same pitiful people." He is used to playing with people's hearts, and said with a smile: "The way you feel towards me now, isn't it the same as the way he feels towards you?"

"I'm so wronged, Yan Qing." He said in a long voice, sincerely and cruelly: "I just want to live, and I don't intend to harm you. I just want to help you and make you stronger. Because weThey are one. So, why do you reject me so much? We can obviously be good friends."

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A little uncontrollable blood appeared in Yan Qing's pupils, which were ferociously red: "Shut up!"

"Without me, you wouldn't have been able to reach the ruins of the shrine. After all, I'm still your benefactor."

He smiled lightly, cruelly dropped the last straw, and said innocently and aggrievedly in Yan Qing's voice.

"Yan Qing, do you hate me so much?"

——You hate me that much?

There was a loud bang, and the heart was bloody and torn open.

It forced him to see the cold truth with red eyes.

Yan Qing's hands trembled, he whimpered, hugged his head, and bent over in collapse.He was sitting on the black stone on the ruins. His pupils were red and the whites of his eyes were also red.There were tears inside, but they were too stubborn to fall.

What does Xie Shiyi think of him?Now, he understood it completely.

It turns out - the disgust is real.Disgusting is real.

All the days he thought he shared the joys and sorrows.For Xie Shiyi, these were years of being parasitized by evil spirits and bearing the burden of humiliation.

It turned out that when he said he really wanted to kill him, he was never joking.

Yan Qing's despair and sadness seemed to be his best nourishment.The Demon God licked his lower lip with satisfaction, and walked out of the mist, without revealing his figure, only a pair of emerald green eyes, which were translucent and filled with thick malice that could not be dispelled.

The demon smiled: "Yan Qing, if you don't kill him now, he will definitely kill you later."

Yan Qing couldn't listen to her now.

With red eyes, he raised his head blankly and looked at the long corridor of the temple. The blood stains on it had dried up and disappeared into the darkness at the end.He remembered every step Xie Shiyi took clearly.One step, two steps, three steps, four steps... from the entrance of the shrine to the closed door, a total of forty-one steps.He walked back and forth countless times, and every time he walked, he would be in a trance, wandering around in the world, and couldn't help but think about Xie Shiyi's mood at that time.

The memories of the past are too beautiful.So much so that Yan Qing always wondered if there might be a misunderstanding between them, and wondered if they should explain it clearly after Xie Shiyi came out.

But now, everything is clear.The devil used the most decisive method to wake up his self-deception and self-sentiment.

What He is to him is what he is to Xie Shiyi.How disgusting and disgusting he was towards Him, Xie Shiyi just treated him...

Yan Qing burst into laughter.

So at that time, when I heard him ask, "Do you hate me that much?"

——How ridiculous and funny Xie Shiyi felt.

The statue lowered its eyes, feeling speechless and pitiful. It looked at the young man curling up, in the silent seabed of the endless night, his eyes were scarlet, and he collapsed in despair, unable to shed any tears.

Separated by a wall.

"This sword has no owner and no name. It is passed down to you today. Give it a name."

Xie Shiyi changed into a red robe. His skin was white, his hair was black, and his appearance was both evil and demonic.But his temperament is very cold, like the heavy snow in the wilderness, condensed with the sword energy of a thousand mountains.

Emperor Nandou died together with the devil long ago, and what is left is nothing but the divine consciousness from ancient times, left to future generations.

Xie Shiyi experienced life and death in all directions in the temple before reaching this point.

After taking the long sword, there was no trace of joy on his face.

Emperor Nandou said: "You are born with a glass heart, and you are the most suitable person in the world to practice the ruthless way."

Xie Shiyi lowered his eyes and said, "I know."

Emperor Nandou was curious: "You know? Then why didn't you practice the Wuqing Dao before? I saw your meridians were destroyed once. If you had practiced the Wuqing Dao when you came back, you would definitely not be in the Nascent Soul stage now."

Xie Shiyi touched the long sword with his fingers and let the sharp blade cut his fingertips open, watching the blood flow freely.The blade of the sword shines in the cold light, reflecting his empty and desolate eyes.

Xie Shiyi smiled palely and said, "Well, I will be able to cultivate it in the future."

Emperor Nandou said: "Okay, have you thought about what to name this sword?"

Xie Shiyi said: "If you don't regret it, let's call it no regrets."