Demon respects life, Master, don’t cry, disciple is wrong

Half drunk and half awake, Xi Qing went to the back mountain valley.

It's been a year, and I wonder if the purge is still okay in the demon world. The separation was so hasty at that time, and I didn't even say goodbye properly.

The summer night wind made him feel lazy. He lay in a patch of grass and listened to the chirping of cicadas all around him.

It's a pity that there is no future.

A small green snake crawled to Xi Qing's hand. Xi Qing grabbed it and teased it with his hand. He used his spiritual power to make the snake go berserk.

Xi Qing: "Little stupid snake."

The little snake seemed to understand and hurriedly bit Xi Qing.

Xi Qing: "You want to poison me to death because of the poison?"

The little snake wanted to run away immediately.

Xi Qing grabbed him and said, "Come and bite him. I want to see if your poison can fight against his spiritual energy."

There was a sudden sound of the formation exploding from the side. Xi Qing was hit by the spiritual power and fell to the ground. He walked toward the source of the sound in disgrace.

I saw the master covered in blood, kneeling on the ground, looking for something to form a formation, and wanted to cast a spell again.

Xi Qing hurriedly stepped forward and cast a spell to stop Master: "Master."

Han Ziyu hurriedly put the arrayed objects in his hands into his spirit bag, with a slight smile on his face: "You haven't rested yet?"

"Well, the night is quite nice today, so I wanted to come and enjoy the scenery."

Han Ziyu: "It's late at night, go back and rest early."

Xi Qing picked up the heaven and earth on the ground and handed it to his master: "Master, let yourself go."

Han Ziyu lowered his eyes and took over the world.

These days, he thinks about Bei Yi all the time, and his dreams are full of scenes from the past. He tries to rebuild the ruthless way, tries to enrich himself, and tries to numb himself.

But Bei Yi's figure seemed to be engraved in front of his eyes. As soon as he raised his eyes, it seemed as if he was still there.

When I eat, I will miss the spicy dishes he made. When I drink, I will think of the Lianhua Qing he made. When I see anything, I will think of him.

He didn't know what was wrong with him. He knew that he shouldn't go on like this, but he really couldn't control himself.

Over the past year, he seemed to be playing around, but in fact he was collecting souls everywhere with the Heavenly Universe.

He always felt that Bei Yi's remnant soul would be scattered in the places he had been, so he went to collect souls in all the places he had been.

He even wants to restore the sea formation and return to the God-killing City that was bombed into ruins. He wants to go there to find Bei Yi's soul.

But the responsibility he shouldered allowed him to retain some sanity.

The person he loved died...

The person he loved died...

He couldn't accept it, he missed him day and night.

Sometimes the memories came back, like drowning, making him unable to breathe.

In the dead of night, it was like an evil spirit was holding his throat, making it impossible for him to breathe.

in countless dreams

Fall into the abyss

sink to the bottom of the sea

Fall off a cliff

Shattered to pieces countless times

Hug the shadow countless times

Hoarse countless times

The heat and cold seem to be intertwined

Better to live in a dream forever

He felt like he was going crazy.

He doesn't want to do this either

He really misses him

Really want to!

He wanted to meet him, even if it was just once, or just take a look from a distance.

He missed the warmth of his palms, his broad arms, and his hot embrace late at night.

After he left, he was like a patient who had been ill for a long time and had no cure; his heart seemed to be sealed in an abyss, unable to extricate himself.

There is no place to express my longing, but it is deafening and enlightening.

"Master, please let yourself go." Xi Qing sat next to Han Ziyu.

Han Ziyu said nothing.

"Master, stop torturing yourself. If he could really come back, he would have come back crawling on the ground."

Han Ziyu: "Well, I know he is dead."

"People who are alive should be happier."

Han Ziyu lowered his eyes: "Go back and rest quickly. I want to be quiet for a while, Master."