blood sacrifice

"Hehe~" Xie Yue went out to fetch the medicine, and when she entered the room, she saw that the two people who had just returned to their respective positions were hugging each other tightly. Although it was not unexpected, it was inevitable that she couldn't help but feel amused.

"Usually he would not let you touch you and reject you thousands of miles away, so you don't have to hold grudges like this? He is sick and uncomfortable, and you are quite good at taking advantage of others, tsk tsk, hugging you quite hard, Aren't you afraid to pinch him to death?"

Hearing this, Ling Xu loosened his arms indiscriminately, but he didn't intend to let go.

Lie Yue smiled and didn't say anything more, just handed the medicine bowl in her hand to Ling Xu, without any intention of doing anything for her.

Ling Xu took the decoction and looked at it for a long time but was not in a hurry to act. Xie Yue couldn't help laughing: "Even I want to guard against it? It's so kind to be a donkey's liver and lungs."

Ling Xu remained unmoved, and still just held it, neither pouring it out nor attempting to take it.

"If you can't eat him to death, if you really eat him to death, I'll give him his life, okay?" Xie Yue couldn't help but smiled wryly, but she didn't jump up angrily.

Ling Xu snorted noncommittally: "How can your wisdom be compared with his life?"

It's rare for him to show kindness and want to care, and he even tried to persuade him with kind words, even trying to ignore the contradictory attitude, but this does not mean that he can tolerate without a bottom line, he has no such obligation.

"Then don't give him a drink, I'll see if he can survive this!" Xie Yue sat down in front of the window where Jie Lie had sat, sneering bitterly.

But Ling Xu seemed to have lost all suspicion, straightened the body in his arms, leaned on his chest, held the medicine bowl around the chest of the molten liquid with one hand, and stirred it gently with the spoon in the other hand, Then scooped out half a spoonful.

But the unconscious Rong Ye's face was as pale as paper, and his lips were also pale and tightly closed. Ling Xu looked at the medicine spoon in his hand, then at Rong Ye's tightly closed lips, and gently threw the medicine spoon on the In the bowl, he raised his head and took a sip and put it in his mouth. He turned his hand over Rong Ye's face, pinched his jawbone slightly to open his lips slightly, lowered his head, and attached his lips.

The brown concoction that was too late to swallow overflowed from between the lips and slid down the corners of the lips.

There was no frivolous intention, just simply wanting him to drink the medicine, the slightly frowned brows could not hide the anxious look, feeding mouthful by mouthful, patiently and carefully.

Has anyone ever seen the Demon Lord who once looked down on all directions and slaughtered the entire continent be so cautious for a man?Even he himself could not have predicted that one day in the future, more than 4000 years ago, he would be so gentle.

Drinking a bowl of medicine carefully and worrying about it made the journey even more difficult, and Xie Yue, who had been watching quietly, just sent eight words as a comment in a lukewarm way: "If I knew today, why bother."

Maybe it was really a panacea, he took it just a moment ago, and there was a reaction the next moment, and the melt that was as pale as paper just now frowned uncomfortably, as if in extreme pain, and hummed unbearably.

Seeing this, Ling Xu turned his head abruptly, and looked at Xun Yue who was on the side, his eyes wished he could eat the man sitting by the window with a relaxed face alive.

"Don't look at me like that, I really don't know what's good and what's wrong, why don't you see his situation clearly before attacking him?"

In a sense, why doesn't he envy him that he has such a person who cares about him, and he has gone through ups and downs, but luckily he finally sees the moon when the clouds open.

Even though he had a fever due to catching a cold and the wind and cold, his body was still cold, but he couldn't help but tend to warm up, and a blush gradually appeared on his cheeks. Although he looked sick, he was no longer pale.

Sweat leaked from the forehead, the pale lips moved slightly because of discomfort, and the drooping eyebrows trembled like trembling butterfly wings.

"Originally, his time has stopped. Although I can awaken his soul that is unwilling to leave and cling to the corpse, I can't help him start the flow of time again." Looking at Rong Ye who was lying in Ling Xu's arms, he was restless and restless, from time to time Let out a little moan.

"I didn't expect that the body that was stagnant in the world would actually get sick. Maybe the world will really come back to life."

"He's not dead!" How could he allow him to die alone out of his sight?

"It doesn't matter if you insist on believing so firmly," Xie Yue said as she shrugged, but her words were unexpectedly firm. "But facts are facts, and no one can believe it or not."

Hugging the person in his arms, he lowered his head and gently rubbed his cheek against his lover's cheek, regaining some warmth again, Ling Xu's heart was filled with mixed feelings.

In fact, he knew the difference at the first sight when he accidentally saw him in Banyueju. A person's breath can change, but it will not stagnate. Even if there will be some changes due to emotional changes, it is only short-lived. To stagnate is to stop, and to stop forever is... just that I don't want to admit it.

From Liaofeng, I heard that he was rescued back then, but I didn't want to believe it, seeing is believing, and what others said.

But even so, what's the problem, as long as he comes back, as long as he is in front of his eyes, what is the barrier of life and death?

Changing his fate against the sky, it's too big, he just needs to hold on to his eyes firmly, just like now, he is lying quietly in his arms.

In the cloud and mist, the mist lingered and he couldn't see the edge at a glance. It was a vast expanse of whiteness, and he couldn't tell the direction. He didn't know how long he walked aimlessly in it, and he didn't know which direction he was walking, or just stayed in the same place. Spinning around, or he doesn't know if he is walking now, as if all senses and touches have been deprived, or infinitely magnified.

Mingming knew that he was standing, and looked at his feet tightly against the misty ground, but he felt as if he was flying in the nine heavens, floating and aimless.

Subconsciously wanted to open his mouth to whisper, but he just opened his mouth and stopped. He is a mute, he knew that he had already lost his voice, so he stopped.

All of a sudden, voices came from a distance, laughing and playing around, vaguely familiar, but couldn't name or tell who it was.

The white clouds and mist gradually faded and scattered, and the field of vision became clear and broadened, but in front of my eyes were large expanses of red lotuses, red delicate and beautiful, red shocking, red shocking, as if dyed with countless blood, Swaying in the wind.

The lotus flower is obviously a symbol of elegance, beauty, cleanliness and refinement, but the endless sea of ​​red lotus in front of my eyes seems to be like a bunch of soul-calling banners, swaying and crying about their respective endings.

There is a red lotus growing on everything, no matter whether it is born in water or not, even rocks and cliffs. It is even more difficult for birds and animals to escape a small red lotus totem. There are two people standing.

He leaned forward, but couldn't see his appearance clearly. He wanted to step forward, but his feet were firmly fixed on the ground as if they were rooted, and he couldn't move a bit. He looked down in surprise, and at some point he was also in the red spot. lotus ocean.

And the red lotus blooming all over the mountains and fields seems to be not just an ordinary plant, as if it has its own consciousness. The stems and leaves twist and twist, wrapping around his feet to firmly fix him in place.

"It's so strange, there is no red lotus on this stone!" Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded, which made him stiffen in shock. He was familiar with this voice, as if he had heard it thousands of times, but he was so familiar but couldn't call it out. Come up with a name.

"What a stubborn rock." It was that voice, with a hint of naughtiness.

The other person knelt down and picked up the stone called the stubborn stone, and smiled at the man beside him without saying anything.

It's just that when he looked back, he was so shocked that he was thousands of miles away, breaking out in cold sweat. He was gentle and calm with a little cold alienation. He always turned and left without saying a word, but he seemed to feel his presence the moment he wanted to leave. .

The man who was standing side by side with the other person, who was about to leave, turned his head back without any trace, and looked towards himself.

Uncontrollable fear grew in the bottom of my heart, eyes widened in horror, vision rapidly expanded but became hazy, clouds and mist gathered again, thicker and bigger, as if something was pulling me tightly and retreating quickly, it was too late The fallen legs froze, and he fell to the ground, but the force still did not let go and quickly lifted himself away.

Opening his eyes again, the clouds and mist cleared away, and what appeared before his eyes was the sandalwood he was familiar with, an empty room with simple layout, and an unusual warmth behind him.

"Ming Ye? Rong Ye, you're awake!" His chest tightened, he lowered his head, staring blankly at the tightly wrapped arms in front of his eyes as if he still couldn't recover, and the man's low anxiety but hard to hide his joy echoed in his ears the sound of.

Seeing the melting liquid staring at his arm expressionlessly, Ling Xu thought that he didn't want to be touched by him, so he withdrew his hand with a wry smile, bowed sideways, carefully put the man down on the bed, tucked the corner of the quilt , softly said: "You have been in a coma for two days and two nights due to the cold."

While talking, he stretched out his hand to take the porcelain bowl on the side, and gently stirred the cold porridge: "You just woke up and your body is still weak, so you can only drink some porridge. I'll warm it up for you. I'll come as soon as you go. You lie down. It's better not to move."

After speaking, Ling Xu reluctantly left.

After waiting without sleep for two days and two nights, and worrying too much, even he, the demon king, was inevitably a little haggard.

It's not that he has a heart of iron and steel, but that he no longer dares to believe it. The two times of trust have only been exchanged for his own pain and the laughing stock of others.

Why is this necessary?

Close your eyes again, rest your mind, but your fists covered by the long sleeves are tightly clenched, obviously don't affect your emotions for the same person again!But……

Looking up, Rong Ye gave a bitter smile to his chest that had been dead for a long time but trembled every time after his arrival.