Chapter 123 Xiaoyu Palace (9)

Chapter 123 Xiaoyu Palace (9)

"I didn't expect that you, with your glass heart, would actually reach this point? You know you can't do it, but you do it, Shiyi, is it worth it for you to risk everything now?"

"I didn't think about it."

"Will you regret it?"

In the place where the gods fell, the young man in red jumped down from the dragon's bones, his voice as cold as the snow that had lasted for thousands of years.

"Won't."

In fact, thinking back carefully, his relationship with Yan Qing had never been gentle and peaceful.At first, he hated Yan Qing, his noisiness and meanness, and his bad temper.From top to bottom, inside and out, every part of that person made him feel upset and disgusted.But he forgot that Liuli's heart was heartless and desireless, and disgust and upset were the first emotions he had ever experienced before.

Yan Qing is a person who enjoys himself very much.During the Jinghong years, during countless journeys, the most he heard were Yan Qing's enthusiastic words."Xie Shiyi, look!" Looking up, what he saw might be a bright moon above his head, or it might be a lone bird.All the ordinary and trivial things like the sun, moon, stars, rivers, mountains, rivers and trees seemed to be particularly vivid and interesting in Yan Qing's eyes, worthy of surprise.

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Although they have such sincere souls, the first thing they discover at the beginning is always the other's shortcomings.

When Yan Qing was a child, he was a scoundrel, afraid of pain and death, skinless and shameless.When he was most impoverished, Yan Qing would forcefully seize his body, kneel down and hug the cook's thigh, act coquettishly and do misfortune just for a bun.

Xie Shiyi had never been so embarrassed in his life, and said angrily: "Can you die of hunger?"

Yan Qing would sarcastically say: "I will die. Do you have gold under your knees?"

Xie Shiyi said coldly: "Yes."

Yan Qing: "That's great. I'll exchange your gold for buns tomorrow!"

Xie Shiyi: "..."

He wanted to strangle Yan Qing to death.

The little scoundrel also has the habit of being a teacher.

Yan Qing likes to tell people good and bad, and also likes to tell things right and wrong, and is extremely keen on forcing others to agree with her own point of view.But Xie Shiyi didn't bother to pay attention to him every time he chatted, which made Yan Qing want to strangle him to death.

They were probably people who could neither share joys nor sorrows. On the way to find the Soul-Living Pearl, Yan Qing had a sudden idea and said to him: "Xie Shiyi, let's compete with each other after I have a body."Sample?"

Xie Shiyi didn't even bother to ask why, and refused coldly: "Not very good."

Yan Qing pinched his face with the wind, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "I can't refuse, why are you pretending like that? No, I must fight with you."

Xie Shiyi held the reins in one hand and the sword in the other. When he noticed his touch, he almost led himself into a ditch on the official road full of green maples.

The horse's hooves are raised high, rolling up countless maple leaves.What Yan Qing was most afraid of was that something would happen to him after he was seriously injured and fell into coma. He immediately warned, "What are you doing, taking revenge on me?!"

Xie Shiyi reined in his horse and stopped, raised his hand to brush off the red maple on his temples, and after a moment of confusion, he whispered, "No. I'm so happy to be your opponent."

Of course he didn't fight with Yan Qing.

Even until Yan Qing's death, Buhui Jian never made a move against him.

Stealing the Soul-Living Pearl is a very risky thing, and they often encounter opponents they cannot beat.

Every time after Xie Shiyi retreated, Yan Qing would stand up, purporting to avenge him, but actually just using his body to get another beating.

Xie Shiyi healed himself, and said coldly, holding back his anger: "You won't leave if you can't beat him? Why are you crazy?"

Yan Qing thought in silence for a while, then suddenly whispered: "I don't know, Xie Shiyi, I suddenly realized that I can't stand others bullying you."

Xie Shiyi: "..."

The swab he used to apply medicine almost went directly into the wound.

After Yan Qing finished saying this, he seemed to have woken up and said nothing.Xie Shiyi closed his clothes in silence, got up from the ground with his sword, lowered his head, and used the endless darkness of the dark room to cover up all the boy's thoughts.

He thinks Yan Qing likes him.

Then...he also likes Yan Qing.

It seems that these emotions that are yet to be revealed only need the most appropriate time to be revealed.

It was just this opportunity that he never found until his death.

At the first sight of the reunion in Shifang City, Yan Qing stood on the city wall, the red line between his fingers blended with the blood-stained clothes, and he raised his glass and looked over with a smile.

"Young City Lord!"

"Young City Lord!"

All around were shouts of all kinds.

The blue smoke entered the mortal world, and the moment Yan Qing leaned over, Xie Shiyi felt that his limbs were trembling and cold, and the pain made his breathing a little messy.He would feel this kind of pain all the time for the next hundred years.

Yan Qing and Huai Mingzi died together.

When Xie Shiyi woke up from the Red Lotus Pavilion, he actually couldn't describe his feelings at that time. The broken path was so painful that it made him a little confused. He thought it would be good to die like this.But he didn't die, he returned to Xiaoyu Palace.

During the hundred years of seclusion in the Xiaoyu Palace, Xie Shiyi initially planned to forget Yan Qing, just like the boy who stood in the snow all night. He turned around with his sword in hand and told himself to start over.

But he couldn't forget it.

After coming out of seclusion, the first place Xie Shiyi went to was the Nandou Shrine at the bottom of the sea.It was also there that he discovered the so-called method of changing fate against nature.Yan Qing does not belong to this world, and the only way to bring him back to life is to use God as an altar.

The Nine Heavenly Gods and Buddhas have fallen, and now the last god in the world is the Demon God.

He needs the devil as a soul guide.

He even found a body for Yan Qing to resurrect.

When the Huichen Sect passed the Nandou Token to the Wangqing Sect, Xie Shiyi actually knew it.The master thought this was too ridiculous and didn't even ask for his opinion.But Xie Shiyi lowered his eyes and played with the tassel of his sword. Under the bright lights, he calmly said to his master: "Bring the person to Yuqing Peak."

The master raised his head in astonishment and hesitated to speak but did not ask what was wrong.If you really want to ask why, Xie Shiyi will not hide it.Even if Yan Qing comes to ask, he will tell the truth.

This deal started when Yan Qing dripped blood on the token and ignored Heaven's warning and insisted on getting involved with him.

Xie Shiyi agreed to trade a century of glory and wealth for a body with a similar destiny.

Yan Qing's appearance was exactly the same as Yan Qing's. The first time he saw that person at Yuqing Peak, he was slightly in a trance.

so similar.

It wasn't until he heard the young man calling "husband" anxiously and expectantly that Xie Shiyi came back to his senses, turned his head and laughed softly, repeating these two words silently and sarcastically in his heart, "husband?"

He rarely stayed at Yuqing Peak. Most of the time he was in Xiaoyu Palace, listening to his subordinates' reports on the Nine Heavens.

Starting from the death of Zi Xiao, all forces are like dormant beasts, ready to move and stretch out their claws.The Liuguang Sect lobbied various countries to build prison cells in the human world; Jing Ruyu frequently sent people to and from the Nanshi auction house; the earth-level holy object "Bodhi Seed" in the Astrology Building was stolen; the Qin family went to war to create Plum City in the Demon Realm, and there was also a microscopic starA "meat forest" rises from the ground in the sea.

In the Xiaoyu Palace, when he listened to his subordinates carefully asking about the next plan, the hand holding the pen paused for a moment, and his cold eyes fell to a very distant place.

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The first time Xie Shiyi saw Bai Xiaoxiao in the Fengxue Plum Forest, he saw from his uneasy expression the web that was born in the first year of Jinghong.Very few people would dare to perform such poor acting and seduction in front of him.

Xie Shiyi lowered his eyes and looked at him quietly.

It's not that he doesn't understand human love, on the contrary, he looks at Bai Xiaoxiao as if he's looking at a cicada that has made a cocoon of its own and is seeking death.When he was four years old, he drank that bowl of porridge, and the drop of blood condensed on his dantian, like a shaky sword.But this sword is mutual.

After Bai Xiaoxiao entered the world of cultivation, her qualifications and status were mediocre, just like the beginning of all legends in street stories.

And Xie Shiyi was outside the Nine Heavens, personally promoting the progress of this ups and downs legend.

Bai Xiaoxiao made enemies and was trapped in the astrology building by a prank. Xie Shiyi went alone to find out the truth about "Bodhi Son" in the name of saving him.

When the current owner of the astrology building calculated destiny, he discovered that the so-called earth-level holy objects were the limbs of the gods of the past, and his ambitions swayed them and swallowed them up.

Xie Shiyi leaned over and took out the "Bodhi Seed" from his chest, and saw a bleeding heart.

The Four Hundred and Eighty Temple is trying to gather the nightmares from all over the world and resurrect the demon god.

And Bai Xiaoxiao is Wangchuan.

The two lines run parallel until the end.

For Bai Xiaoxiao, all the experiences after entering the world of cultivation are dangerous, exciting and interesting.

Although he had never thought about why his practice went so smoothly.

When he joins the Hehuan sect, he can directly cultivate with the young palace master Yan Lexin; he meets Yin Wuwang again, and immediately gets the token to enter Yuqing Peak by accident; when his ears are noisy and his heart is not pure, someone willHe was directed to go to the Astrology Tower to purify his mind; he lacked experience, so someone told him that the Zijinzhou Meat Forest was the best place for testing.

Even the aloof and unparalleled master of the Fuhua Sect was caught by him after showing disdain for making things difficult for him.The twin mirror is broken and will never be recovered.

At the Qingyun Conference, Bai Xiaoxiao's identity as a demon was also exposed through Xie Shiyi's design.

He needed Lan Xize to be aware of this.

After living in Barrier City, Xie Shiyi got his wish and got the breath-avoiding pearl.When Bai Xiaoxiao tearfully begged him to let out blood to save the people in this city, Xie Shiyi's eyes were cold and he watched the demons scurrying around in Bai Xiaoxiao's body.Barrier City is an important step for the 480 Temple, and he doesn't mind adding fuel to the flames, nor does he mind accelerating Bai Xiaoxiao's "growth".

Back at Yuqing Peak, Yan Qing is about to die.

In fact, to Xie Shiyi, this "nominal Taoist companion" was just a stranger.Even though they have almost the same appearance, he doesn't want to look at Yan Qing through him.

Snow fell on the strings of the piano, and Yan Qing crazily knelt down in front of him.

When Xie Shiyi lowered his eyes to look at people, his eyelashes were covered with snow, and there was always a distant meaning.

Yan Qing cried and said: "Husband, I am going to die, please save me."

Please help me.

Xie Shiyi plucked the strings with his fingers and thought in a daze: Yan Qing, why didn't you ask for help back then at the Red Lotus Pavilion?

Under the influence of the breath-avoiding bead, Lan Xize and Bai Xiaoxiao were both injured and swallowed by it.

Xie Shiyi himself was seriously injured at the bottom of the sea and walked to the end alone.

Everyone thought he was dead.

But he just returned to the land where the gods fell.

"You want to use the Demon God as a soul guide. But if you kill the Demon God, you will die. Even if you resurrect people, what's the point?"

In fact, Xie Shiyi didn't have an answer to this question asked by Emperor Nandou.

He lowered his eyes, thought for a while and said nonchalantly: "This life is meaningless, so just look forward to the next life."

It's better than being in a state of disbelief and not even thinking about it.

From the moment Wu Wu Dao was destroyed, Xie Shiyi has been in pain.Cold, shuddering pain spread throughout his limbs.In order to reduce the pain, he would often use the perspective of a bystander to pull away from his body and examine all his actions.

It's really stupid to calculate all the mechanisms and set up a dead end for yourself.

Emperor Nandou asked him if it was worth it, but Xie Shiyi never thought about this question.He has seen many separations between life and death, and all of them were heartbreaking and heartbreaking.It seems that all sincere love and hate in the world must be watered with tears and blood to appear valuable and affectionate.

But he didn't.

When Yan Qing died, he didn't feel anything. He might have been confused for a moment, but the confusion was quickly overwhelmed by the pain of heartbreak, and there were no tears.Although he felt pain all the time, it was not a heart attack.

Sometimes, he quite hates Yan Qing.

Without Yanqing, he would have learned how to wield a sword and enter the Immortal Platform without Yanqing; without Yanqing, he could have survived the secluded prison by counting stones; without Yanqing, he would have been unable to walk the peach blossom road in spring water either.Will feel sad.

It just so happened that there was such a person in his life, so he seemed to be able to hear a familiar voice every time it rained.

"Xie Shiyi, don't look, don't look back."

In the Xiaoyu Palace, using the glass heart as the formation eye, when the demon-slaying formation was restarted, Xie Shiyi's face turned pale and he half-knelt down.

Endless flying snow circled the sky of Xiaoyu Palace. At this moment, even his breathing hurt.

The demon looked crazy and attacked him like crazy, but his legs were restrained by the shackles formed by heaven, and his body fell heavily on the snow.

"It's you, isn't it? It's you. Xie Shiyi!"

The devil's white bones thrust his fingers into the soil convulsively, and he was furious.

"It was you who asked Bai Xiaoxiao to come to Nanzezhou, and it was you who asked him to come to Xiaoyu Palace."

After thinking about the cause and effect, the devil laughed out loud: "What an idiot! Hahahaha, the love nightmare itself is trapped by sex."

When the demon god was in a state of despair, the breath he exhaled was streaks of black smoke.

At this moment, hatred filled his eyes.

"I only thought that Bai Xiaoxiao could control people's bodies, but I forgot that he was the result of undesirable love from the beginning. He can control others, and others can control him."

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The demon spoke each word with trembling words.

"Even just based on imagination!"

"You don't have to do anything. He is alone there, just thinking about it, and he is heartbroken and trapped in a cocoon."

"It turns out you are the one who is the best at playing with people's hearts. You have such a ruthless and lustless heart!"

Hearing this, Xie Shiyi closed his eyes to adjust his breathing, and the fingers in his sleeves tightly grasped the Nandou Token.

The sky was clear and the earth was quiet. The demon raised his head, with only a pair of bright green eyes on his rotten face: "Resurrect me, and then kill me. Xie Shiyi, what on earth do you want to do?"

Xie Shiyi rarely looked embarrassed, but at this moment, his silk stockings were stained with snow, and his clothes were stained with blood and mud, as if the cold moon from the sky had fallen into the world. He said calmly: "The troubled world started because of me, and it is natural that I should end it."

The demon was furious: "Even now, why are you still pretending to be a good person in front of me?"

Xie Shiyi's cold blue eyes looked at the Demon God as if examining him, and he wrote lightly: "I just want your life."

He was very fragile now and his voice was very soft, but his words were like thunder in the ears of the devil.

Countless people deliberately resurrected Him for fame, gain, love, and hatred. Only this lunatic resurrected Him in order to kill Him.

The wind and snow are getting stronger and stronger.

"No, Xie Shiyi..." The Demon God's face changed drastically at the last moment. His green eyes looked at Xie Shiyi anxiously and said, "You can't kill me! I can give you whatever you want!""

Xie Shiyi looked at him quietly.

The devil suddenly thought of Yan Qing in his heart and became excited: "Xie Shiyi, do you still remember Yan Qing?"

Xie Shiyi remained motionless, his eyes as quiet as a lake with falling snow.Liuli's heart was shattered, and his seven orifices were bleeding.His eyes were a dazzling red, and his ears were filled with cold liquid.I didn't expect that at the last moment of my life, I would be mentioned in such a way.

He was too weak, so he didn't hear the demon's last hoarse words.

"You can't help but remember that Yan Qing died with me because of you!"

boom!The wind and snow in the Demon-Slaying Formation are distorted with time!The nightmares that were reunited in the "cauldron" once again disintegrated and separated, scattered in the vast world.

As a sacrifice to the devil, a ray of white light fell straight down from the center of the sky and landed on his palm.

Condensed in that token.

"Duwei!"

"Your Majesty!"

"Thank you!"

Xie Shiyi heard many voices, but he didn't want to pay attention to them.A pale golden light fell from the sky, gentle and intimate, like the favor of heaven... But people like him should go to hell.Xie Shiyi laughed mockingly, took the Sword of No Regret, and walked into the mountain peak in front of him again.

The moment the door closed, darkness covered his cloud-like red clothes, leaving the world empty.

There was no sound in the empty world, only the sound of his own footsteps.

His final destination is the red lotus mirage.

He had given birth here a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand times, and finally woke up by deceiving himself.

How to describe this obsession?

In the end, he couldn't even remember Yan Qing's appearance.I don’t know whether I feel more hatred, more resentment, or more regret.The long and endless years were pure and silent, and the only thing accompanying him was the snow in Xiaoyu Palace.

There will no longer be a person lying behind him, covering his eyes to play a trick, but his fingertips tremble more than his eyelashes.Obviously, my heart is so nervous that it reaches my throat, but at the most awkward age: one pretends to be cool and talks nonsense, while the other pretends to be indifferent and looks away.

"Thank you Shiyi, thank you Shiyi..."

The mirage confused his mind, and when his consciousness was at its most blurred, he seemed to hear Yan Qing's voice again.

Quiet, worried, coming from the silent sea.There were no plants, no animals, no fish, no grass, no bugs, just the two of them.

Yan Qing's voice seemed a little uneasy, but she pretended to be cool and calm.

"Xie Shiyi, the Soul-Living Pearl is really useful. The moment you fell into the sea, it was completely shattered, and then I came out. But I have no body now..."

It was when I first fell into the sea.He put his arm around Yan Qing's neck, buried his head, and pressed it obediently into his shoulder and neck. The pain was so painful that his bones were shaking and cold, and he was so uncomfortable that his heart was about to burst.

"Thank you Shiyi, thank you Shiyi?"

"Xie Shiyi, are you seriously injured?"

Well, it is very heavy.

He whispered: "Yan Qing, I'm going to die."

In the dream, Yan Qing couldn't hear these words and continued: "Don't be afraid Xie Shiyi, we will be here soon. Do you want to have a good sleep and rest first?"

Xie Shiyi's chin rested on his shoulder and smiled softly.

His reaction on the other side of the year was also a smile.

So Yan Qing said, "Why are you laughing?"

He closed his eyes and said tiredly: "Nothing."

She buried her face on Yan Qing's back, her wet hair brushing her cheek, like a kiss across time and space.

The unshed tears that he thought were blood now fell from his eyelashes and shattered in the echoless sea water, and no one knew.

In fact, there is no need to explore the deeper meaning at all.

How can there be so much meaning?

This situation that drives you to a dead end step by step, this unreasonable mechanism, this obsession that the world doesn't understand and he doesn't understand, in the final analysis, I just want to see you again.

Just one glance is enough...

"Do you want him back?"

Xie Shiyi never thought that he was a good person. He was the master of life and death in Xiaoyu Palace and the judge of order. He had killed countless people and stained countless blood.But this was the first time he felt a little sad at a funeral.

When the rain fell, it even made him feel a little trance-like.

He was at the end of the crowd, quietly looking at the child holding someone's hand.

It turns out that Yan Qing looked like this when he was a child.

He walked out of the bizarre sea of blood in another world, but when he saw the boy for the first time, the murderous intent disappeared from his eyes and he smiled softly, with the corners of his lips raised.

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……so cute.

...10,000 times cuter than he thought.

The slanting wind and drizzle wet the grass, and the iris flowers in front of the tombstone swayed slightly.At a certain moment, Yan Qing turned around in surprise, but because she was too short and too short, she couldn't find him. She blinked her clear black eyes, and finally turned her head around in confusion after finding nothing.

Xie Shiyi couldn't hold it back, turned his head and laughed. He was the first among the crowd to leave the table.The Nandou Token in his hand was split into pieces, but he still did not step forward to complete the last step.

When he turned to leave, a clear conversation came from the distant rain curtain.

Men and women are kind, warm, and full of compassion.

"Qingqing, we will be a family from now on. Tell uncle anything you want."

"Qingqing, aunt has prepared a new bedroom for you and moved all the toys and books from your previous room. I have the key to your old house. Whenever you want to go back and visit, aunt will accompany you."

Finally, he heard the boy's voice, very small and soft, saying like a lonely cub: "Okay."

Xie Shiyi wiped the rain off his face expressionlessly and stepped into the misty rain.

Unable to stay in another world for longer, he put the token in his sleeve and returned to the mountain of seclusion.

When the lamp ran out of oil, Xie Shiyi sat on the red lotus, looking at the white hair in the palm of his hand with dark eyes. He was surprised at the last discovery of his conscience. He laughed at himself, closed his eyes and suppressed all the violent and cold emotions, his expressionLean against the wall.

——"Isn't it just hatred? But Xie Shiyi, what else can there be between you and me?"

——"Get some sleep first, Xie Shiyi. When you wake up, everything will be over."

Emperor Nandou asked him: "Why?"

Xie Shiyi said: "He went home."

In fact, this obsession throughout his life is just his own sin and calamity.

There is no talk of true affection.There is no heart-breaking pain, no life and death. From an outsider's perspective, maybe he feels that eternal life is too boring, so he directed and acted to end it.