The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, it is me who turns back

80.

Half a month later, Long Xiao's unstraightened dragon tendon finally unfolded completely, and his waking time gradually prolonged, and then he couldn't lie down anymore, and ordered Fu Ziqiu to accompany him in the yard.

Fu Ziqiu was worried that he had just recovered and walking too much would be bad for his spine, so he was only allowed to walk for a short time every day.Long Xiao was also quite easy to be satisfied. Ren Fu Ziqiu hooked his waist, held his arm, and treasured him like an ancestor.

Turning around the promenade, Long Xiao saw that the weather was fine and said he wanted to bask in the sun.

Fu Ziqiu accommodated him, mixed people into the courtyard, and placed them in front of the stone table.

Leaning against the acacia tree, Long Xiao realized that since the death of his heart demon, he hadn't once thought of asking what was going on outside.Fu Ziqiu was also determined not to let those things bother him, every time Long Yuan came to visit, he would definitely warn His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven not to talk about those troublesome things to his brother.

Now that I'm free, Long Xiao said: "A few days ago I was insane, I slept a lot and woke up less, but now I feel better, tell me, what's the scene like today?"

Fu Ziqiu sat next to him, empty-handed and a little bored. A red light flashed by and cut off a thin green stem: "The Three Realms have been severely damaged, and recovery is not at hand."

"more specific."

Fu Ziqiu said: "Jiuzhongtian is fine, except for the palace and Tianzhu, there is not much loss of personnel, but Yingwu Continent has lost its governor, and now the dragons have no leader."

Long Xiao was silent for a moment, and said: "Qi Wu was injured in the gate of life, and there is no way to recover."

"There were heavy losses in the mortal world. Many innocent people were turned into evil spirits by demons that day, and the city was also attacked by evil spirits. They needed to slowly recover."

"Let the heavenly soldiers and generals help."

Fu Ziqiu nodded: "Longyuan has assembled a team of elites, and they have arrived in Yudu a few days ago to listen to Chen Puyu's orders."

"What about the lower realm?"

"The lower realm..." Fu Ziqiu paused, and replied, "It's almost time to die. The heart demon released a hundred thousand evil spirits, and used the souls of the Palace of Hades to refine the evil spirits. Take away all the fire from the sky."

Long Xiao bit his lip and pressed Fu Ziqiu's wrist: "Aqiu..."

"It's okay." Fu Ziqiu waved his hand, "I have to do it, anyway, the heart demon is dead, and there will be no use for Master Shura in the future."

After finishing speaking, the grass ring in Fu Ziqiu's hand happened to be finished.He flicked some sparks on it to decorate, then turned around and placed the "garland" on top of Long Xiao's head.

Long Xiao touched it and asked, "Will it burn my hair?"

"No," Fu Ziqiu said, "I'll help you burn it out."

The Nine Heavens Divine Fire is really a sacred object, and it is up to the owner to control what he wants to burn.

Long Xiao was relieved, and sighed again: "I don't know when the Three Realms will return to the old scene."

Fu Ziqiu held Long Xiao's waist and brought him up: "Don't worry about it, just take care of your illness and go back."

Long Xiao smacked his lips and said, "Have I sat down enough for a stick of incense?"

"If you sit any longer, your tailbone will hurt."

The protest was ineffective, Long Xiao returned the same way, and when he stepped up the steps, he lowered his head and glanced, the garland above his head fell off, rolled around and rolled into the grass.

"oops."

Long Xiao followed that route with his eyes, but before the wreath stopped, he realized something was wrong first.He said in surprise: "God, why is my grass withered!"

He shook off Fu Ziqiu's hand, and walked to the side of the grass in a few steps. These were the fairy grasses he had carefully selected in the past. The grass didn't even die when he died, why is it suddenly wilting now!

Long Xiao leaned on his back and bent down to check.

Fu Ziqiu grabbed him and said, "Grass, if it dies, it will die, and I will plant new ones for you."

Long Xiao frowned: "How could he die for no reason? It's so strange, only this one piece withered, and the other side is fine."

He looked around suspiciously like a god arrester who specializes in investigating unsolved cases, and shouted, "Why does it look like someone has been poisoned!"

Fu Ziqiu was speechless, and wanted to drag people away, just a few wilted grasses, how did it look like they were killed?

"Don't pull me!" Long Xiao threw him away again, "I haven't seen clearly yet..."

The sound stopped abruptly, he tore off a piece of leaf and smelled it, why did it smell like medicine, where did he smell it?

"Aqiu," Long Xiao slapped the leaf on Fu Ziqiu's face, "You smell this smell, doesn't it sound familiar?"

Fu Ziqiu's expression changed, he snatched it up and threw it away: "It doesn't smell like grass!"

How did this person react so strongly?

"Wait a minute," Long Xiao sniffed again, pushed aside the grass and looked into the soil, and picked out a piece of brown wood root, "What is this?"

Suddenly, he stopped, and suddenly remembered!

That night Fu Ziqiu was hot and vomited blood, which scared him enough. He pretended to be asleep and tricked him into taking medicine. When the man came back, he smelled like this, very strong!

But now, the grass is inexplicably withered, the smell of medicine remains on the leaves, and there are medicine dregs in the soil?

What do you mean, Fu Ziqiu didn't take any medicine at all, he dumped it all here!

"You—" Long Xiao pointed at Fu Ziqiu with staring eyes, "Did you pour all the medicine here?"

Fu Ziqiu took a step back guiltily, and stepped on the stone steps: "I didn't, I accidentally spilled it..."

"The kitchen and my house are thousands of miles away. Are you not careful when you come here?"

Fu Ziqiu's intestines are full of regrets, because it is far away and not easy to be found, so he came here to splash it here. Who knows what kind of grass Long Xiao raises is so precious, and he will die after a bowl of medicine!I knew it would be poured into the river!

"No." Fu Ziqiu took another step back, "The medicine is too hot, I just took it here to cool off."

"You're making it up!" Long Xiao chased after pinching his waist, "You didn't drink at all!"

why not drinkWhy don't you take medicine when you are sick?Long Xiao's mind was spinning fast, that person didn't vomit blood sooner or later, how could he be seen by such a coincidence?And it happened that after that day, I realized that Fu Ziqiu was angry with him, and then I took the initiative to show weakness and coax others!

Long Xiao couldn't believe it: "You! You you you—"

Fu Ziqiu raised his hands: "Don't be angry! It's not what you think!"

Long Xiao was almost laughed angrily by him: "I said, where does the smell of medicine come from your body? I'm afraid I won't smell it, so why don't you pour it all on yourself?"

Fu Ziqiu's expression was a little strange when he was hit.

"You pretended to be sick and lied to me!"

"I didn't—! I really..."

"You bastard!" Long Xiao interrupted him, "It's because I was worried about you that I broke out in a cold sweat!"

"No, that night I really..."

"I coaxed you back to show my face, I simply don't know what's good!"

Long Xiao was completely blown up, he put his arm on Fu Ziqiu's chest, without controlling his strength, he pushed the person away and left by himself.

"Well--"

Long Xiao snorted coldly: "Stop pretending, I won't be fooled by you!"

Fu Ziqiu clutched his chest, his forearm leaning on the pillar of the porch had bruised veins, his face turned pale in an instant, he gritted his back molars and said, "Don't go!"

Long Xiao just ignored him, and said plausibly: "If I don't let you have a better memory this time, I will..."

"Bang" is the sound of people falling to the ground.

"Why haven't you finished yet!"

Long Xiao cursed and turned his head, just in time to see Fu Ziqiu fell to the ground, coughing up a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

Playing on the spot has no such effect!

Long Xiao panicked. He used to walk just now, but now he wants to run. As soon as he squatted down, he was caught by Fu Ziqiu.

Fu Ziqiu didn't bother to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and he hurriedly explained: "I didn't lie to you, I was really uncomfortable that day, and I drank the medicine, half of it, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep comfortably if you don't smell it. "

Long Xiao picked him up, so why should he pursue this.

"Where do you hurt? Where did I just punch you? Show me quickly!"

"I did wait for you to find out before taking the medicine on purpose. I just wanted to make you feel bad and think about me when you go crazy in the future, but it's true that I have a fever and vomiting blood. If you don't believe me, ask Huai In the beginning, he caught the medicine for me!"

"Ancestor!" Long Xiao touched his chest, "When did you still say this, where did you get hurt!"

Fu Ziqiu rarely showed a bit of grievance: "The internal injury I suffered from the duel with the heart demon was almost healed, but when you pushed it, I almost fainted from the pain."

Long Xiao was probably about to faint from guilt.

He was really confused by Fu Ziqiu's anger, and he didn't have enough brains.

"Go back first, and let Huai Chu come over later to have a look. I have nothing serious in my hand."

Fu Ziqiu patted his buttocks to get up, stretched out his arms and pushed Long Xiao against the pillar.

"……What are you doing?"

Fu Ziqiu was half hanging on Long Xiao's body, rubbing his hands on his waist: "Are you still angry with me?"

"I owed you in my previous life, bastard, hurry up and drive!"

Fu Ziqiu leaned on Long Xiao's shoulder, and gently twitched his soft earlobe with his fingertips: "I'm fine, that's the only pain. You're so nervous about me, but I feel comfortable all over."

Long Xiao was really afraid that Fu Ziqiu would be hurt by his heart demons. He spent a lot of time sleeping every day and couldn't control it at all. Whenever he asked Fu Ziqiu, he said it was all right, and swallowed all the pain and pain himself. Let him hear nothing.

"You're just sick," Long Xiao scolded, "You want me to feel sorry for you, just tell me where the injury is, I hurt more than anyone else, why did you turn that corner?"

"I was angry with you those few days," Fu Ziqiu slid his fingertips down and rubbed his fair neck, "I just want you to remember this feeling, watching me hurt and suffering, but unable to do anything, so that you Don’t dare to mess around again.”

"You are sick."

Fu Ziqiu said: "I want you to be more concerned every time you walk away gracefully—if I'm gone, will Aqiu be sad? What if I'm gone and no one takes care of him? What if he gets hurt? What do you do if you are sick? This way, even if you are far away, you will still remember that someone needs you, and with thoughts, you will come back one day. "

Long Xiao couldn't scold, his hard-hearted heart was softened.He pressed the back of Fu Ziqiu's neck and squeezed it: "Stupid?"

"I just... love you so much." Fu Ziqiu was really melancholy, "It would be great if there was a spell that could bind two people together. If you leave me within a certain range, I will sense it, and the spell will guide me. I'm looking for you. I have a sense when you are in danger, and I can rescue you immediately, but this kind of situation is relatively rare, you are so powerful, and I am so powerful, there are very few troubles that neither of us can solve."

Long Xiao couldn't help laughing: "The face is really big."

"However, even if it really can't be solved, that's okay. The spell is connected to our life gate. If one dies, the other will not be able to live."

Long Xiao's smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

Fu Ziqiu said: "You are a god. If you die, your soul will disappear in heaven and earth, and you will not enter the six realms of reincarnation. What's the point of me crossing the bridge of Naihe alone? If the gate of life is destroyed, I will disappear with you. You become Become the wind, I am the cloud you swept away. You turned into rain, and I am the wisp of smoke wet by you. Am I scary?"

"Aqiu..."

"This is my delusion, not only to suffer together, but also to live and die together. I want you to live forever."

Fu Ziqiu's ignorant and arrogant words set off a huge wave in Long Xiao's heart, and instinctively produced a strong desire for monopoly.Only then did he discover that every word Fu Ziqiu said, his unrealistic delusions, were so consistent with his craziest thoughts 800 years ago.

Fu Ziqiu is not the only one who wants to live forever, and he is not the only one who wants to possess.

He used to have such delusions.

Fu Ziqiu didn't know what he thought of, so he suddenly grinned: "I heard from Huai Chu that day that you had several marriages in the past, and one of them was to betroth the patriarch of the Feng clan to you."

The sun was too long. At that time, Long Xiao only knew about fighting all day long, and didn't care about any important life-long events at all. He couldn't remember clearly: "...what?"

"When I was young, one day the old patriarch came back from Jiuchongtian with a few boxes of betrothal gifts, saying that the mother goddess Xi Cen had written a letter of engagement for your majesty, and when the Feng clan gave birth to a new female, she would let you get married. Higher her status, ready to give up the position of patriarch."

Long Xiao had a vague impression that the Mother God had indeed mentioned this matter. He hadn't met Qinghe at the time, and had no opinion on this matter, so he agreed casually. Who knew that the Feng Clan would be wiped out soon.

Fu Ziqiu sighed on his neck intentionally or unintentionally: "Your Majesty, if the Feng clan hadn't been wiped out back then, wouldn't you have married someone else? My delusional thoughts...wouldn't be useful. "

Long Xiao was stabbed suddenly, and his heart ached.

If the Feng family had not been destroyed, they would not have met, there would be no love, no desire, no room for demons, and no life-and-death entanglements for the next 800 years.

He will marry the patriarch of the Phoenix clan according to the mother god's arrangement, and fight all his life. Maybe he will die under the sword of the devil one day, or he will win the battle as he did later. He has a long, long life, so long, but So tasteless.

Long Xiao suddenly pressed Fu Ziqiu on his body with force.

"You said that I have a marriage contract with the patriarch of the Feng clan?"

Fu Ziqiu was a little bitter: "Isn't it a pity?"

"Then this relationship must be married."

Fu Ziqiu didn't understand: "What?"

Long Xiao suddenly said, "Let's get married."

Fu Ziqiu suddenly raised his head from his shoulders, his long and narrow phoenix eyes widened: "...what?"

"Now you are the only seedling left in the Feng Clan, isn't it you who are the patriarch of the Feng Clan?" Long Xiao rubbed his hair, "If you think about it, it's destiny for us to be together."

Fu Ziqiu was completely speechless.

"Since you and I want to live forever, I don't want to see you worrying all the time, worrying that one day I will leave you and run away."

Long Xiao touched Fu Ziqiu's tense arm, and grabbed his hand.

That hand was clenched tightly, as if desperately suppressing something, Long Xiao rubbed it open little by little, passed through the gap between the fingers with care, and interlocked with his fingers.

"Get married, bind me with a marriage certificate, and bind me with yourself."

"Aqiu," Long Xiao said, "Qinghe, let's get married."

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