The whole cultivation world regards me as a group favorite [Crossing Books]

Blood was gurgling down, Meng Qu and Mi Zhui looked horrified, Chang Jimu looked at Rong Huang with disbelief in his eyes.

Even just now, he knew that he might be severely punished, but he never thought that Rong Wang would go so far and take someone's life.

Rong Huang raised his hand to recall the magic sword, the blood on it was still fresh and warm, dripping onto the ground drop by drop.

"For people who cannot be controlled, I prefer to avoid future troubles." Rong Wang said without changing his face, "I am not interested in hearing any other reasons. Meng Qu, I will leave this matter to you in the future."

He directly threw the magic sword stained with Changjimu's blood at Meng Qu, and ordered: "If you find anyone who is disrespectful to Ming Sheng again, immediately cut him off."

In fact, Rong Zhuang originally wanted to do this in front of everyone, and it was considered a shock.

But when he saw that what Ye Huaiyao did just now seemed to make all the demon generals respect, and there was a tendency to ease the relationship, he didn't want to let down the painstaking efforts of the other party.

In addition, Rong Wang was also afraid that Ye Huaiyao would think that he was cruel, so he left these three people alone.

No matter what the reason for what Changjimu did, he had to be killed, and Rong Wang would never make Ye Huaiyao the price of any adventure.

After Meng Qu and others retreated, Rong Huang sat quietly in the hall for a while, the surroundings were quiet and empty.

He looked at his hands, although he had just taken a person's life, they were still pale and slender.

Rong Zhuang laughed at himself, got up and walked out of the hall, took two steps, raised his sleeves and smelled it, felt that there was blood on his body, thought for a while, then turned back and drank two more bowls of wine.

He felt that this blood energy could be suppressed, and because of the power of alcohol, he had added a little courage, so he went to look for Ye Huaiyao with confidence.

At this time, the sky was getting dark, and Ye Huaiyao was no longer in the Jingyu Wenchi, but returned to the bedroom arranged by Rong Wang.

The blood-stained white robe on his body has been replaced by a goose-yellow gown. In front of the candlelight window, he is perseveringly flipping through a book. His silhouette is quiet and graceful, and his crow-feather-like eyelashes are drawn into slender arcs by the dim yellow light.

Looking at it this way, it is hard to imagine that the arrogant and handsome young knight just now is the same person as the gentle and elegant noble son at this time.

But it seemed that no matter what he did, he took it for granted, and it was a natural fit.

This scene was so peaceful and peaceful, Rong Fan didn't even feel his hasty footsteps slowing down, but Ye Huaiyao had already heard the sound of the door being pushed, so he closed the scroll in his hand and looked at him.

Rong Huang smiled at Ye Huaiyao and said, "I have already punished those who offended you today. Can you calm down?"

Ye Huaiyao said: "I've never been angry. I have a different stand. There is nothing wrong with your subordinates doing that."

Although he was pampered and protected by a group of relatives and friends since he was a child, he was well-bred, but he didn't have the bad habit of thinking that the whole world should let him down.

What's more, as the two races that have always been deeply conflicted, these demon generals are already very respectful and polite, and they politely make him a "captive" a little embarrassed.

Rong Wang said: "That's good."

Ye Huaiyao saw Rong Wang sitting down opposite to him, and joked again: "Why, does the devil still hope that they all respect me, but it never happens? If that's the case, I'll blow you up Step down, do you want to be the king here?"

Rong Wang said: "If you like it, it's okay...as long as everything I have is yours."

He was used to being depressed, and he didn't have many times to be so straightforward. Ye Huaiyao felt a little subtle, so he glanced at Rong Huan.

Under the slightly flickering candlelight, the other party's cheeks were slightly blush, and there was a slight smile at the corners of his brows and eyes. His expression was quite different from before, and he seemed a little drunk.

"Are you drinking again?" he asked.

Rong Wang took the teapot from his table, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip slowly, and said with a smile: "I drank arsenic."

"Drinking with cunning human races is like drinking arsenic" - this was originally the words of the demon race, which was borrowed by Ye Huaiyao to tease the demon generals in the Hall of Fantasy.

Hearing what Rong Wang said, he couldn't help laughing, and asked, "Will you get drunk after drinking arsenic?"

Rong Huang raised his head and looked at Ye Huaiyao intently.His pair of pitch-black eyes were astonishingly bright, as if something was surging inside, ready to burst out at any moment.

Rong Wan smiled slightly and said, "Whatever you give, you will be drunk."

Ye Huaiyao looked at Rong Huang.

It is rare for him to look at others so carefully, staring at the other's cold and pale face, his rarely stretched eyebrows, dark and deep eyes, a bright red tear mole under the corner of the eye, and two thin and bloodless lips.

He vaguely remembered the description of the devil in the book, cruel, indifferent, lonely, jealous, and all the people in the world were like ants in his eyes, and he would never show mercy to any killing - this is the standard configuration of a villain.

But when the thin words turned into flesh and blood people, the arrogance in front of him turned out to be like this.

His painful struggle, his deep love and paranoia, him as a child, and him as an adult.

He... doesn't have to do this at all.Give up on yourself, life will be much smoother.

"I only gave you a bowl of wine, and you have to give me the whole Lihentian."

Ye Huaiyao looked at the cup in front of him, and said this sentence half to himself.

The five lights of colored glaze on the table were shining brightly, and the moonlight outside the window was faint and hazy, reflecting half of his delicate face brightly and half darkly.

The gentleness reveals an inaccessible indifference and aloofness... just like his soul that no one can really see clearly.

But soon, Ye Huaiyao raised his head and smiled wildly at Rong Rong: "You don't even know how to settle accounts, you're at a loss."

This time, the lights completely illuminated his exquisite facial features again.

Rong Zhuan gave a low laugh: "What's wrong, I—"

He paused for a moment, and his smile gradually became more serious: "I like you, and I'm willing to give you whatever you want. It's fair, because I like you, and I'm happy to do so, that's fine."

Ever since he knew that Rong Wang was Xiao Rong, Ye Huaiyao had been wondering whether he had done something wrong back then.

If you don't care about him and don't help him when you meet Xiao Rong, maybe he was just a little lonely in his childhood, but he can still make a difference in the future, meet someone who can really accompany him, and live a stable life.

Unlike now, he pushed open the door of the small courtyard, but trapped Rong Rong in another prison.

A hundred years, a thousand years...

He gave too little, but he gave so much, didn't Rong Wang know it?Why would you be so willing.

Rong Huan mustered up the courage to finish that sentence, and carefully studied Ye Huaiyao's expression.

His heart had been suppressed and silent for many years, and he dared not say many things.

But before Ye Huaiyao's hug next to the Jingyu Wenchi, it seemed like grass had grown in Rong Fan's heart, all kinds of thoughts and guesses came one after another, he wanted to ask for clarification, but felt that he was going to make an inch and dared not open his mouth.

The more Piansheng didn't want to be disturbed, the more he had more things to do, the battle in the hall just now, not only did not calm him down, but his mood became more anxious.

After finally getting through with all the demon generals, Rong Huang mustered up a lot of courage to come here and say these words.

But after he finished speaking, he saw Ye Huaiyao's expression, as if he was worrying about a certain problem, and Rong Wang's restless heart sank little by little.

He felt that he had already got the expected answer—after all, he was still wishful thinking. He knew it was impossible, but he couldn't help but test his extravagant hopes and make things difficult for others.

Rong Huan sighed, after all, he couldn't bear to entangle him anymore, gently took Ye Huaiyao's hand, and pressed it to his chest.

His heart was beating under his fingers, Ye Huaiyao asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Rong Huan held his hand, word by word, seriously and solemnly: "You saved this life, this heart beats because of you, I never want to force you to do anything."

He looked into Ye Huaiyao's eyes: "We have gone through so many difficulties together. In fact, until now, as long as you are safe, I am really happy. If you bother me because of me... Ye Huaiyao, I will feel bad .”

His tone was extremely gentle, and after a while, he smoothed Ye Huaiyao's hair with the other hand, and suddenly smiled again: "Actually, getting along like this now always gives me the illusion of going back to the past. These days really not bad."

The two faced each other quietly, the silent one who loved to laugh in the past, the one who was usually cold, but the smile was full of warmth.

Ye Huaiyao's hand was still held, firmly fitting the other's chest.

This is the most intimate and dangerous posture, one could kill him with force, but it also makes people feel so clearly that the heart in this body relaxes and the blood pulses.

There is an empty city in Ye Huaiyao's heart, and it seems to be constantly beating by the raging tide.

The water waves swayed, and the ripples and broken shadows also shook his heart.The fine sand is peeling off the wall, and the stubborn city wall is slowly melting in the moonlight.

At that time, Chunguang was a young man with light promises. He recklessly broke into the world of lonely people and promised to be with him for the rest of his life.

It was only after he grew up that he understood the cruelty of the world, and it was impossible for him to say this sentence again.But I didn't expect that there would be a person who would naively remember the past jokes and wait for it.

The rivers and lakes are drifting, the first dream is gone, the peach blossoms always flow into water, and after years, the trees are full of glowing flowers again.

It is true that the two have different backgrounds and temperaments, even at this moment, he still cannot fully understand Rong Huang's persistence and infatuation.

But at the very least, Ye Huaiyao at this time clearly realized that his willingness to try had already overwhelmed the deep-rooted worries that had been rooted for thousands of years.

"Yes, it's a good day. If those accidents hadn't happened, maybe we would have been like this forever."

Ye Huaiyao smiled: "Now... if the sky doesn't make us perfect, let me make myself perfect."

Rong Zhuang stared at him blankly, his body was tense and stiff, as if his acupuncture points had been tapped.

He felt as if he understood what Ye Huaiyao said, but he couldn't believe it, and said like sleepwalking: "What did you say?"

Ye Huaiyao smiled: "Anyway, even the Taoist couple's contract is concluded, so it's not easy to waste it. Let's stay together in the future, okay?"

Rong Huan's heart seemed to be floating in the clouds, and the hand hidden in his sleeve twisted his thigh fiercely to make sure that everything in front of him was not some kind of Gu or illusion.

Hearing the other party's question, he nodded subconsciously, and said repeatedly: "Okay, of course...we want to be together. I, I...I think it's good."

His usual sharp teeth, aloofness and indifference all disappeared without a trace, but when he came to Ye Huaiyao, he was stunned and incoherent, maybe he didn't know what he said.

After getting along for so long, Ye Huaiyao could also understand Rong Huang's mood at this time, he found it funny, but also a little sad, so he didn't make fun of him anymore.

He said: "I was hesitant before. I didn't know how to deal with the matter between us. I didn't treat you well. I hope you don't take it to heart. But in the future, I will take the promise I made seriously."

Ye Huaiyao has been single for so many years, with a flirtatious and unrestrained air, and he has no experience in this matter. After speaking seriously, he thought for a while and added: "If there is anything, you and I people bear it together.”

For Mingsheng, this is already a very heavy promise.

It is very difficult to impress Ye Huaiyao's heart, but at this moment when he agrees to Rong Wang, there is indeed an element of pity and impulsiveness in it.

But precisely because he is also a person of deep affection and nature, once he has made up his mind, he will never repeat it.

Now what Ye Huaiyao said, Rong Wang felt that it was the golden rule.

He didn't fully believe that this thing was real, he just felt as if he had caught a gust of wind, and he couldn't help but hold it in his hand, and if he didn't pay attention, it would run away.

Hearing what Ye Huaiyao said, Rong Huang hurriedly said: "You didn't treat me badly, I won't take it to heart... No, no, I mean, you don't have to do anything, it's fine as it is now... let I, let me treat you well, just let me treat you well."

Seeing that he was still stuttering, Ye Huaiyao had no choice but to look at Rong Wang and smile helplessly.

At this moment, he was leaning in the chair, and Rong Xuan was standing in front of Ye Huaiyao half bent, with one hand propped on the armrest of the chair unknowingly, and the other holding his hand on his chest.

The lights exploded, the flames lit up and dimmed again, the light flickered, and the room was filled with tranquility and peace.

The distance between the two was extremely close, and when he looked at Ye Huaiyao's face, his pounding heart finally calmed down.

The one in front of him is his sweetheart, his lifelong yearning and salvation.

From the day I first met him, the darkness that surrounded me so tightly had a gap for people to breathe. All the light in the world is on him alone. Chasing is an instinct, but he never dared to ask for a response.

Unexpectedly, he succeeded.

He wanted to be by Ye Huaiyao's side so much, yearned to stand side by side with him so much, and he succeeded!

He lowered his eyes to prevent Ye Huaiyao from seeing the tears in his eyes, leaned over and pulled him up tenderly, and hugged him into his arms.

He whispered: "I never even dreamed that you would say such a thing. Let me hug you, I'm afraid it's fake."

Ye Huaiyao said: "Okay, let's hug."

Rong Wang felt that his arms were slowly lifted up and wrapped around his waist, and he felt infinitely happy in his heart.

In a lifetime, there is no more rare time than this moment. I just wish that time would freeze and be eternal.

He turned his head and kissed Ye Huaiyao, and said softly, "That's great."

Ye Huaiyao seldom gets so close to people.Sometimes when they are injured or in other situations, the brothers would hug each other and pat each other occasionally, but it was all for a reason, and they played casually, so no one took it seriously.

But Rong Wang was like this, wishing to strangle him into his flesh and blood. Ye Huaiyao was very uncomfortable at first, his face didn't show it, but his body was tense.

But after a while, Rong Huang just kissed him on the cheek cautiously and restrainedly, which made Ye Huaiyao gradually relax.

After a long time, Rong Wang reluctantly let go of him, his eyes sparkling.

He felt that the other party was too thin, as if he could wrap up his waist with two hands, and he didn't know where he ate those things on weekdays.

Ye Huaiyao asked: "Is the wine still awake?"

"Wake up." Rong Wang said, "You say those words, even if you are buried in a coffin, you will cheat your body, let alone two bowls of wine."

Rong Hua's satisfaction and happiness are so undisguised, making Ye Huaiyao feel warm in his heart, as if he has let go of a big rock.

He laughed and said: "If you really have such ability, you can be a miracle doctor. But those words just now are enough to say once in this life, and I won't tell others again."

The meaning in these words made Rong Wang's mood, which had been calmed down as much as possible, stir up waves.

At this moment, Rong Wang's heart is full of joy, and he still has a feeling as if he is in a cloud, no matter how he thinks about it, he feels unreal.

He was extremely satisfied and loved Ye Huaiyao to the extreme. He just felt that the other party was too kind to him, so he tried his best to treat him well, make him happy, and make him never regret it.

Rong Wang asked, "Do you want to eat something? I'll do it."

He thought for a while and said, "By the way, do you like sweet-scented osmanthus fish sticks? I will do it."

Ye Huaiyao leaned on the chair and smiled at him, with crooked eyebrows, red lips and white teeth: "Why are you imitating that, I promised to be with you, is it because of Tu that stuttering?"

Rong Wang asked: "Is there no such reason?"

He asked quite seriously.

Ye Huaiyao: "...Of course not! I'm so greedy in your heart?"

After he finished speaking, the other party just smiled when he looked up, and then realized that the kid was joking seriously again, and couldn't help saying: "Hey, that's too bad!"

Rong Wang sat opposite Ye Huaiyao, with a warm smile in his eyes, and said: "No, I just want to find some strengths in myself, so as to prove that I am not dreaming."

Ye Huaiyao said: "I'm talking about the devil, please be more confident. Just now you promised me your Lihentian, and maybe your life. Now you have nothing, and this is the only person left. I am willing to take it." , is it okay?"

Rong Hua's gaze was almost glued to his face.

Those cheeks that shone with halos like beautiful jade, those beautiful eyes with a warm smile, those soft, thin lips with a little luster.

Rong Hua: "...Okay."

The author has something to say: In Chapter 88 of "Fortune Telling", Lingling told the little fox, "Who said I don't like you anymore".

Yaoyao and Wang Zai are also together in Chapter 88, so they are very destined.