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Chapter 102
The broken wind by the window blew through the candlelight by the bed, and the dim light flickered on the faces of the two.
Lin Qingbai must have had a nightmare, with sweat on his forehead, and red eyes looking at Yan Qiusi.
Yan Qiusi held Lin Qingbai's hand tightly, and said softly beside Lin Qingbai's face: "Master, I am..."
Master, I guard you.
I am here.
Under Yan Qiusi's comforting voices, Lin Qingbai's violent heartbeat slowed down, and he looked dimly at the people standing beside his bed.
Those people were all shocked, looking at the intimate two people in front of the bed in disbelief.
Lin Qingbai returned to reality, his cloudy eyes instantly sobered up, his hand moved in Yan Qiusi's tightly clenched palm, and he pulled it out forcefully.
Yan Qiusi hung his hands in the air, the soothing voice stopped, and he called again in a low voice: "Master..."
Lin Qingbai gained some strength, so he supported the side of the bed with his hands, trying to sit up.
The brocade was slid down, before anyone else could react, Yan Qiusi leaned forward and supported Lin Qingbai's body.
Lin Qingbai's body was thinning, Yan Qiusi just stepped forward and hugged Lin Qingbai's body.
Lin Qingbai wanted to break free, but he couldn't resist Yan Qiusi's stubborn hand. He rolled his Adam's apple, knowing Yan Qiusi's temperament, so he let Yan Qiusi support himself on the head of the bed.
Yan Qiusi didn't regard himself as an outsider, he helped Lin Qingbai's body, and sat on the side of the bed.
Just at this time, the servants brought the freshly brewed medicinal soup, Yan Qiusi took the medicinal soup in front of everyone, lowered his eyebrows, and focused on blowing the soup to Lin Qingbai.
There were many people standing in the hall, but it was silent, they all stared at the two people in front of the bed, only Yan Qiusi remained calm, blowing medicine to Lin Qingbai on his own, making whistling noises.
As usual, after blowing, he tested the temperature of the spoon with his lips, then handed the spoon to Lin Qingbai's mouth and said, "Okay, master."
Lin Qingbai watched his movements with downcast eyes, with serious eyebrows, did not drink the spoonful of soup, turned his face sideways, and silently refused Yan Qiusi's medicine.
At this time, he rejected Yan Qiusi for the first time since he and Yan Qiusi stayed together for hundreds of years.
The light in Yan Qiusi's eyes flickered and then dimmed. His Adam's apple rolled twice, but he still held back his smile and said softly, "Master, it's time to drink the medicine..."
"..."
"I brought candied raspberries, and it won't be bitter after drinking the medicine."
Yan Qiusi still had a smile in his eyes, and his voice was low and gentle.
He pretended not to know Lin Qingbai's rejection of him, as if he could go back to the past and erase everything.
Lin Qingbai's hands were shrunk into the quilt, and his knuckles were trying to tear the fabric into pieces.
His eyelashes trembled, he took a deep breath, looked up at the people standing behind Yan Qiusi, and said, "Everyone back down."
Everyone was taken aback, but of course they refused.
Xuan Che held the saber at his waist, and said to Lin Qingbai: "Master, you can't do it! This person has a vicious mind, and I am afraid that being in the same room with you is harboring evil intentions! We have to guard against it!"
"Yes, Master! This person is the Demon Emperor Yan Qiusi! You are weak now, so you must not be able to deal with him!"
"Master, please think again!"
"Master, please think again!"
Seeing more and more opposing voices around, Lin Qingbai just raised his eyes and said three words in a low voice: "He won't."
Although these three words are soft, they are like throwing heavy iron, suppressing all the criticisms.
Lin Qingbai's brows and eyes were light, and he lowered his eyes, as if he was a little tired, and said again: "Everyone back down, I'm fine......"
"..."
"I don't want to say it a second time..."
Lin Qing's vernacular words were so cold that no one dared to resist anymore. They looked at each other and could only lower their heads and file out, exiting Lin Qingbai's palace.
The door of the hall was closed, only Yan Qiusi and Lin Qingbai were in the room.
Yan Qiusi still held up the soup bowl in his hand, fed the spoon to Lin Qingbai's mouth, and said with a smile: "Master, the medicine should be cold later, drink it while it's hot..."
How can the medicine cool down so quickly.
The soup brought from the pharmacy just now was boiling hot, even the servants dared not take it with their hands, but Yan Qiusi picked it up immediately, even though the soup bowl burned his hands red, he didn't feel it.
Lin Qingbai lowered his eyelashes, looking at Yan Qiusi's flushed palm.
In fact, he should have noticed it a long time ago...
From the mortal world to the realm of comprehension, it was like this every time. Once the boiling soup was ready, Yan Qiusi brought the medicine to Lin Qingbai, blew and fed it spoon by spoon.
An ordinary person would have long been unable to bear such pain.
But he is Yan Qiusi.
Lin Qingbai didn't know if he could feel the heat, but he definitely couldn't feel the pain.
That's why take it so naturally and smoothly every time.
Yan Qiusi called Master again, as if he was a little anxious, he passed the spoon in his hand to Lin Qingbai's mouth again, his eyes fixed on Lin Qingbai's tightly closed lips, as if Lin Qingbai could open itOpening his mouth and drinking a spoonful of medicine in his hand is the imperial edict of his life and death.
Yan Qiusi still had a smile on his face, and he didn't dare to show too much anxiety, but he still couldn't hide the anxiety in his eyes.
Lin Qingbai looked into his bright black eyes, and only at this moment did he suddenly realize that Yan Qiusi was actually young.
Although have experienced so many things with him and lived several lives, but when came back, was only 1900 years old, and was still a child in front of him......
Lin Qingbai sighed, and asked: "...Does your hand not hurt?"
Yan Qiusi didn't understand what Lin Qingbai meant, and frowned at Lin Qingbai.
Lin Qingbai asked again: ".......The bowl is very hot, don't you feel pain?"
Yan Qiusi followed Lin Qingbai's gaze and lowered his head, and saw his own red hands, he tilted his head, thought for a while, and realized later that the heat should be painful........
No one taught him this....
Lin Qingbai took the bowl from Yan Qiusi's hand, his fingertips were cold, and he paused when he touched the bowl wall.
Sure enough, it was very hot, so hot that Lin Qingbai's fingers hurt.
Lin Qingbai put the soup bowl on the bedside table, looked down at the bowl of medicine, and said softly: "You don't need to take such a hot thing in the future..."
Yan Qiusi was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly understood the meaning of Lin Qing's vernacular words. He leaned forward, grabbed Lin Qingbai's hand, and said in a trembling voice: "Master......What do you mean, I don't understand..."
Lin Qingbai turned his face sideways, his eyes fixed on the soup bowl, under the candlelight, his slender eyelashes trembled like butterflies spreading their wings, and finally he said in a hoarse voice: "Let the soup sit for a while, and it will naturally heal."It’s getting cold, there’s no need for the Demon Emperor to do anything more…”
Afterwards, the hall was filled with silence that would drown people.
Lin Qingbai's eyes did not move, looking at the soup bowl filled with white smoke, he seemed to be able to see the flowers in the soup bowl, his face was still light, as if saying these words was as light asFlowing water, just a word.
But Yan Qiusi's breathing gradually became heavier, and the strength of holding Lin Qingbai's palm became tighter and tighter.
Even if Lin Qingbai didn't look back at him, he could still feel that Yan Qiusi's eyes were looking at him motionlessly, like two scorching fires, trying to see Lin Qingbai out of two holes.
Lin Qingbai was prepared in his heart.
With Yan Qiusi's temperament, hearing Lin Qingbai's words, he probably wouldn't be able to accept it, even if he did something out of line, it wouldn't be surprising.
But this time Yan Qiusi asked Lin Qingbai: "Master, why..."
"..."
"It's because I made too many mistakes this time, won't you forgive me..."
Yan Qiusi's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing Lin Qingbai, every word he uttered was cautious.
Lin Qingbai's heart ached sharply from his low voice, his chest heaved violently, and he turned his head to look at Yan Qiusi.
"How can I forgive you..."
With tears in Lin Qingbai's eyes, he looked at Yan Qiusi with a moving face, and said: "...as Qingyuan Xianzun Lin Qingbai, I may be sorry for the demon emperor Yan Qiusi..... But as Bai Xu, I have never failed my apprentice Xi An in the past ten years."
Lin Qingbai originally wanted to pretend that he didn't care, but his eyes turned red as he spoke, and he asked again in a trembling voice: "Yan Qiusi, how can I forgive you? Tell me......"
Lin Qingbai's Adam's apple rolled, and he held the bed sheet tightly with his hands, and his slender fingers grabbed the bed sheet out of its folds.
Only now did Lin Qingbai realize that he was not generous at all.
He is so stingy that he still can't let it go after three hundred years.
What he couldn't let go of was not the ghost eyes that Yan Qiusi tricked him away, it wasn't that Yan Qiusi led troops into the fairyland, and it wasn't even that Yan Qiusi killed him with a single blow.
Lin Qingbai knew that Yan Qiusi and him in the fairy world were just using each other.
He lied to him, and he lied to him.
He killed him because he killed him first.
There is nothing wrong with it.
The thorn in Lin Qingbai's heart that has been ruthlessly stuck in his heart is the sincerity he has given to his An'er that he has never felt in thousands of years.
For twelve years, Yan Qiusi didn't have any real affection for him, it was all taking advantage of him, deceiving him, and betraying him.
He was in too much pain back then, and Yan Qiusi's acting was too real.
Once bitten, twice shy.
So much so that now he is looking at Yan Qiusi's deep black eyes, even though there is light inside, he still can't help but think back then, that's how Xi An looked at him, with such pure, kind and harmless eyesLied to him for twelve years...
The thorn in his heart hurts as soon as he touches it, and the more he touches it, the more it hurts.
He can't let go.
Yan Qiusi sat in front of Lin Qingbai, holding Lin Qingbai's hand tightly with both hands, with a look of pain in his eyes, and explained to Lin Qingbai with a difficult voice: "Master, no one taught me back then........No one taught me what is sincerity, no one taught me how to let go of killing intent......"
"But I taught you... I teach you every day to be kind and sincere to others!"
Yan Qiusi's Adam's apple rolled twice, and Lin Qingbai's sad face was reflected in his eyes. He looked at Lin Qingbai for a while, and said in a low voice: "It's too late, Master...it was already too late …”
Lin Qingbai stopped talking.
Yan Qiusi was born in the demon clan, with a murderous aura all over his body. In the past 1,500 years, those penetrating killing intents have been soaked into his bones and blood. How could it be that the two of them can change after just twelve years of getting along.
"Master, I have feelings...don't believe the rumors outside, I really have feelings..." Yan Qiusi grabbed Lin Qingbai's hand until it turned red, he was like a criminalThe child who made a mistake, fearing that his master would not forgive him, tried his best to explain to Lin Qingbai.
"Master, did someone tell you that when I killed my father, mother and brother, my heart is a stone and I have no feelings..."
"Master, it's not like that...... They were the ones who wanted to kill me first......No one cared about me......No one loved me......"
"Master, don't leave me please..."
Every word Yan Qiusi said pierced Lin Qingbai's heart, and Lin Qingbai's heart was weeping, his eyes were red, and he leaned against the head of the bed with a pale face, feeling so uncomfortable that he didn't know what to do.
Yan Qiusi has always been strong, even when he was in the mortal world, he had never lowered his posture like this, had such red eyes, and begged Lin Qingbai so much.
Yan Qiusi said tremblingly: "Master, let's go together, just like in the mortal world, just like in the realm of comprehension......"
"Would you like to come with me..."
Lin Qingbai's heart was trembling, he tried his best to endure the soreness in his eyes, he was exhausted, took several breaths, and then exhausted his last strength and said: "Let go, you go home......."
Another rejection.
These words shattered all of Yan Qiusi's explanations and pleas just now.
Yan Qiusi lowered his shoulders, and the dim candlelight reflected on his face, reflecting every inch of pain and helplessness in Yan Qiusi's eyes very vividly.
Lin Qingbai had never seen him so helpless.
I saw him tilting his head, looking at Lin Qingbai motionlessly, and said in a low voice: "Master, you are my home...you don't want me..."
At that moment, Lin Qingbai's heart was pierced by a sword. He was so painful that he was on the verge of death, and he cried out in pain. He couldn't hold back anything, and tears fell down.
"Master, what is home?"
"Home is where you can be with your family."
"What is family?"
"Family is relatives, such as parents, brothers and sisters."
"...then I have no family."
"You have a family, and Master is also a family."
"Master, are you my family?"
"Well, I'm your family."
…
People's memories will always fade with the wind, but Lin Qingbai doesn't understand why the words that he said unintentionally back then can still hurt him so badly after three hundred years.It became his execution ground, and the flesh and blood stabbed in his heart were smashed to pieces, and the blood flowed all over the ground.
"Master, can you come with me..."
Lin Qingbai was in so much pain that he raised his hand to tightly cover his heart.
He was in so much pain that he was really afraid of Yan Qiusi.
He could only move his body back a little bit, leaning his back against the head of the bed, biting his mouth tightly, the tears in his eyes couldn't stop flowing, he couldn't utter a word except choked up in his throat, he could only keep shaking his head,He kept shaking his head.
Yan Qiusi's eyes were also red, he held Lin Qingbai's cheeks, and wiped the tears on Lin Qingbai's face with his fingertips.
But Lin Qingbai's tears were too much, and he couldn't stop crying. He simply didn't wipe them at the end, closed his eyes, and raised his hand to hug Lin Qingbai into his arms.
Lin Qingbai's body was as thin as gauze, when he leaned against Yan Qiusi's arms, it seemed that he was about to be crushed by Yan Qiusi without knowing how serious it was.
Lin Qingbai's back was in pain from being strangled by Yan Qiusi's hands, but this burst of pain seemed to be able to cover the pain in his heart.
"Master, don't cry, don't cry..."
"Master, can you walk with me, as long as you are willing to be with me, you can ask me to do anything..."
"Master, please, come with me, please..."
But no matter how sad Yan Qiusi's voice was, how much he begged Lin Qingbai.
No matter how hard Lin Qingbai cried and how uncomfortable he was, he was shaking his head, shaking his head non-stop, rejecting Yan Qiusi.
Three lives and three generations, all the good things between him and Yan Qiusi, all the friendship, are all based on lies.
Such a relationship is bound to be wrong.
How can the future be better......
The more Lin Qingbai thought about it, the more it hurt, and the tears couldn't stop. He buried his head in Yan Qiusi's neck, pressed his eyes on Yan Qiusi's shoulder, and felt the temperature of Yan Qiusi's body.He breathed heavily on Yan Qiusi's breath.
This was the last time he was held in Yan Qiusi's arms.
For the last time, Lin Qingbai tolerated his indulgence.
"Master..."
"Master..."
Yan Qiusi's helpless call echoed in Lin Qingbai's ears, Lin Qingbai's heart ached to death, her pale hands tightly grasped Yan Qiusi's arms, every inch of her body was stuck to Yan Qiusi's.On his body, he desperately felt Yan Qiusi's hug that was about to suffocate him.
Yan Qiusi's body smelled very good, like a faint smoky smell.
Lin Qingbai sniffed
Then, his mind was confused, and he became a little chaotic.
Yan Qiusi hugged Lin Qingbai tightly, and it didn't take long to feel Lin Qingbai's head leaning softly on his shoulder, and Ruyu's hands were hanging weakly on the bed.
Yan Qiusi's eyes darkened, he looked up at the ceiling, his Adam's apple rolled and he took a breath, and stroked Lin Qingbai's soft black hair with his palms, his deep voice echoed in the hall.
"Master, I will never let go..."
He stood up from the bed, protected Lin Qingbai's head with one hand, and Lin Qingbai's waist with the other, and put Lin Qingbai on the bed to lie down.
A sharp wind blew past the window, blowing out the only candle on the bedside table.
Yan Qiusi stood with his hands behind his back in the endless darkness, dressed in black, his face changed from the pitiful and helpless one just now, and he looked at Lin Qingbai coldly, with a paranoid glint in his eyes.
His eyes were like wolves, he focused on Lin Qingbai's sleeping face, and shouted: "Yuehui."
A black light flashed from the window, and after a flicker of light, Yue Hui appeared behind Yan Qiusi, dressed in dark blue clothes, with one hand behind his back.
"Young master."
"Are you ready?" Yan Qiusi's voice was cold.
"Arrangements are in order, young master just go."
"good."
Yan Qiusi stepped forward in two steps, bent down and hugged Lin Qingbai neatly, and the two strode towards the gate of the palace one by one.
The temple door opened slowly.
The open space outside the door is spacious and extremely quiet, only a crescent moon hangs in the sky in the dark night.
There were a few guards lying crookedly at the door, already unconscious and unconscious.
There was no one to stop him, Yan Qiusi walked out holding Lin Qingbai as if no one was around, and flew into the sky with his feet lifted.
It was the time when the guards of the fairy clan changed over at Zishi, and there was no one in the sky above the fairy clan, and it was very peaceful.
Yan Qiusi and Yue Hui flew unhurriedly, and flew all the way to Songshan Canyon, the border of the fairy clan, when there were bursts of shouts and noises behind them.
Yan Qiusi stopped, turned around and looked around.
The soldiers of the immortal clan noticed that Qing Yuan Xianzun was missing, and they had already chased after him with a mass of immortal soldiers and generals, led by Xuanche and He Fangleng.
The wind and dust were billowing, and the number of people who came was over a thousand. They were magnificent and stayed ten meters away from Yan Qiusi.
In front of those tens of millions of people, Yan Qiusi and Yue Hui looked extremely small.
Xuanche looked at the person tightly hugged by Yan Qiusi, bristled with anger, trembling all over, raised his hand and pointed at Yan Qiusi with the edge of his sword, gritted his teeth and said viciously: "Yan Qiusi! You really have evil intentions!!My master trusted you! You will die today!!!”
Yan Qiusi wore a black armor robe, with a straight body, hanging in the air, holding Lin Qingbai tightly in his arms, even facing thousands of troops alone without any fear.
"Oh? Kill me?"
His eyebrows were cold, he raised his eyebrows, and said softly: "It's up to you?"
Xuanche was short of breath, he raised his sword and was about to rush forward, the wind of the sword pierced through the air, but before he got close to Yan Qiusi, he was blocked by a killing light, and he retreated repeatedly.
Feng Wan appeared in front of Yan Qiusi, with sharp eyes and flying black hair, she raised her knife to block Xuan Che's attack.
At this time, tens of thousands of demon soldiers suddenly appeared behind Yan Qiusi. All the soldiers were wearing armor and holding heavy weapons. It seemed that they had come prepared.
This is not over yet, there are bursts of cold light flashing on both sides of Songshan Canyon.
Everyone in the fairy clan looked around in panic.
On both sides of the canyon, the archers of the Demon Race had already ambushed, and the arrows were on the strings, ready to go.
As long as Yan Qiusi gave an order, not to mention the immortal clan took the initiative to attack, and even the magic power would not be able to hit Yan Qiusi, and all of them would be shot to death by random arrows.
At this moment, the immortal clan knew that they had been tricked, and panicked.
Yan Qiusi stood in front of tens of thousands of demon generals, his black armor reflected the moon, showing a murderous light.
At this time, he didn't have the slightest embarrassment and weakness in the fairy clan, but his eyes were thin, without the slightest emotion. When he looked at the crowd of the fairy clan, he seemed to be looking at a bunch of ducks and birds in cages.
He Fang stood at the head of the immortal team, looked at Yan Qiusi and laughed, and said: "Hahahahaha, the Demon Emperor is indeed the Demon Emperor!
It turns out that from the very beginning when you brought troops to the Immortal Clan and knelt in front of my elder brother's hall, that was your current idea!It's wonderful, it doesn't cost a single soldier to take my senior brother away quietly, the Demon Emperor is brave and resourceful!It's really a good plan!!!"
He Fanglen's voice echoed in the air.
Yan Qiusi didn't respond, and looked coldly at the distraught immortal people.
In the wind, Yan Qiusi's black clothes were clear, he turned around, let out a sneer in his voice, and carried Lin Qingbai into the dark crowd from among the many demon generals who gave way.