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

punishment (3)

Fu Ziqiu hasn't slept so soundly for a long time, and the warm person in his arms is what he lost and found for 800 years.

After this hug, Fu Ziqiu refused to let go.

So much so that when he was kicked out of bed by Long Xiao, he was still in a cloud of fog, only feeling the sudden loss of warmth in his arms, and no amount of emotion could come up.

On the contrary, Long Xiao was too busy venting his anger to completely forget about his situation.

He took a deep breath and fell back on the bed, with unspeakable sourness protruding from every joint in his body, belatedly as if he was here to collect debts.What's even more irritating is that the kick just now was too hard, pulling the muscles on the inner thigh and pulling the wound behind him. The pain caused Long Xiao to turn pale, and the majestic former emperor almost shed tears on the spot.

Fu Ziqiu rubbed his eyes, propped himself up from the ground, first glanced at the bed, and immediately got a look full of anger.

The chaotic mind gradually regained its clarity. Fu Ziqiu raised his brows, his pair of phoenix eyes looked narrow and playful. Contrary to Long Xiao's burning anger, he seemed to be in a pretty good mood, even when he was kicked out of bed indiscriminately in the middle of the night. I didn't lose my temper.

Fu Ziqiu looked at Long Xiao with a half-smile, closed his loose skirt, slowly got up, sat on the edge of the bed, and asked, "Why do you get so angry when you open your eyes?"

Long Xiaodong didn't dare to move, he felt throbbing pain even when he raised his arm.At any rate, he was also a hero who set up a flag outside the sword gate and uttered harsh words to others in a decisive battle. At the rarest time, he was able to raise his sword without blinking his eyes. Now it is as fragile as paper, and it is not hypocritical. Beautiful It's called "Pride of Favor".

Long Xiao stared at his big eyes, his jaw was tense and hard, and his seven orifices were filled with smoke. After a long while, he gritted his teeth amidst Fu Ziqiu's increasingly obvious smile and said: "You bastard!"

Fu Ziqiu was quite beautiful with the title of "bastard". He leaned down and kissed Long Xiao's pale lips, and said courteously, "What's the matter, does your body hurt?"

He touched Long Xiao's forearm and gently kneaded it: "Is this comfortable?"

The person above was so angry that he didn't appreciate it, he grinned and moved back into the bed, looking quite strenuous: "Stop coming!"

"Okay, okay." Seeing this, Fu Ziqiu quickly held down Long Xiao: "I won't trouble you, don't move around."

Fu Ziqiu sat cross-legged beside Long Xiao, pinched his waist with his slender fingers, and said while rubbing, "Can I compensate you? I was inappropriate before and caused you to suffer. But you also To understand me, I have been holding back for more than 800 years, and the monk can't help but eat meat at first, and I'm not a vegetarian, am I?"

"Fu Ziqiu?" Long Xiao's voice was still hoarse, and it sounded sexy when he suddenly raised the volume: "You're not finished, are you?"

Fu Ziqiu was skinny and shameless: "Well, the conversation with you is indeed endless."

Hearing this, Long Xiao didn't care about the pain anymore, sat up from the bed, pulled up the pillow and threw it at Fu Ziqiu.

Fu Ziqiu reacted very quickly, grabbed the cotton-like soft pillow with one hand, saw that Long Xiao was holding on tightly and refused to let go, so he simply pulled towards him, hugged the sullen man tightly, and pressed his hands on his back superior.

Long Xiao struggled twice: "Let go!"

"Don't let it go."

Long Xiao was so angry that he lowered his head and bit Fu Ziqiu's shoulder: "Will you let me go!"

"Don't let go." Fu Ziqiu said, buried his head on the side of Long Xiao's neck, and took a deep breath: "You are the only one who let me go, and I will never let you go."

"I..." Long Xiao was speechless for a moment, and the arrogance around him dissipated immediately.

Long Xiao closed his eyes, his tense body relaxed and nestled into Fu Ziqiu's chest.He bit his lower lip, rubbed his forehead against Fu Ziqiu's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "...then you are too, too troublesome."

Tsk, from early morning to noon, it's really a daytime prostitution.

Fu Ziqiu chuckled, tilted his head and sucked on the tip of Long Xiao's ear: "I'm sorry, I'll control it a bit next time."

Long Xiao was wearing a white tuxedo, his newborn flesh was white and plump, and the slightly open neckline was full of spring light. It was left behind by Fu Ziqiu's unknowing actions the day before yesterday. It looked like mottled white jade, and he couldn't help thinking about it at a glance. Where is it controlled.

Fu Ziqiu lifted Long Xiao's chin and kissed him. After being so fierce, now there is only watery tenderness left.

Long Xiao looked at him with bright eyes, black and white eyes full of stability and comfort.

Fu Ziqiu covered Long Xiao's eyes: "What are you looking at?"

Long Xiao sighed: "I was thinking, I was really a gentleman when I grew up with you for more than 20 years, and I was indifferent to such a good-looking person in front of me."

There was still a half sentence left behind, Fu Ziqiu was not as good at acting like a baby back then, if he had acted first, it might be a different scene now.

Long Xiao swallowed angrily.

"It's not too late now." Fu Ziqiu rubbed Long Xiao's back: "Are you still sleeping or not, there is still a while before dawn."

"I won't sleep anymore, I want to get up and move around, my body seems to be falling apart."

"All right." Fu Ziqiu let go, got out of bed and found a set of clean clothes and threw them to Long Xiao: "If you feel uncomfortable, don't be brave, tell me first, you understand?"

Old Long Xiao blushed, and waved his hands impatiently: "I know, I know."

Facts proved that Fu Ziqiu could not be responsible for Long Xiao's aches and pains all over his body.This person has too much upbringing in his bones, too much restraint in his previous life, and he didn't even move to sleep. It's no wonder that he doesn't feel uncomfortable after lying in such a position for two days.No, after going out for a walk, Long Xiao was obviously much more energetic.

Fu Ziqiu looked at Long Xiao's face, and said with concern: "How is it? Does the back hurt? If it doesn't work, let's go back."

"Stop staring at me all the time?" Long Xiao said annoyed, "This place is so big, your eyes have nowhere to look, do you?"

"I'm not worried about you."

At that time, the two were standing on the cloud bridge of the Changxiao Palace, the sky full of stars shone mischievously above their heads, and under the bridge was the gentle and flowing Milky Way.The white jade railing was quenched with a layer of floating light by the dancing stars, reflecting on Long Xiao's face, making him look pure and flawless.

Long Xiao suddenly laughed, and leaned against the railing with his hands folded across his chest and back: "I'm a little familiar with you like this."

Fu Ziqiu immediately knew what Long Xiao was referring to, so he listened to him quietly without saying a word.

"At that time," Long Xiao paused, and said, "When I just came back from the Demon Realm, you were the same way. I would get nervous if I moved a little. Now it's better than before. At that time, even the door was not allowed. I'm out."

Fu Ziqiu reached out and rubbed Long Xiao's hair, his movements were gentle and careful, as if he was touching a piece of fragile porcelain, wishing he could hold him in his hand and protect him: "I was scared by you."

Fu Ziqiu looked at Long Xiao seriously: "You know, in my eyes, you are tall, brave, invincible, omnipotent. No one can defeat you, nothing can defeat you, not just the world Wanmin, even I regard you as my faith and reliance all the time. You are an almighty god, the most indestructible sword in the Three Realms. That was the first time I saw you like that..." He stroked Long Xiao's sharp eyebrows Bone, described in detail: "It seems to be broken when touched."

Long Xiao smiled.

Fu Ziqiu went on to say: "Actually, I am no different from those who persecute you. Although I have been persuading you to be yourself, I am also like them in my bones, pinning all my hopes on you and relying on your light to live aimlessly. At that time, the thing I was most afraid of was to be your burden. I just dared to follow behind you and watch silently. When you were tired and unable to walk, you would come to me to rest. I drew a line for myself, If I can keep this distance forever, I am willing to be just a blue bird on your shoulders for life after life. But I still drag you down."

Fu Ziqiu lowered his eyes, after he understood the whole story of the origin of Long Xiao's heart demon, and after recovering his memory, the thing he was most afraid of before happened.But the most powerless thing is that before you know it, it has existed for a long time, too long to pursue and hate, and even this nightmare has ended in a tragic way, even the blame seems pale, and I have to blame myself .

"So that's when I really decided to change." Fu Ziqiu said: "No matter how strong a person is, one day he will fall. If you are destined to dedicate yourself to the common people, then I will do it for you."

On a starry night, with a cold wind blowing gradually, Long Xiao's hair fluttered, and his eyes slightly opened wide.

Fu Ziqiu's warm hand lingered down from his cheek, held his hand, and brought it to his lips to kiss the slender knuckles.

After many years, Fu Ziqiu finally uttered the most sincere oath hidden deep in his heart: "My lord, let me be your support, your wings, and I am willing to dedicate myself to you."

After finishing speaking, he smiled: "But those were all thoughts from the past. At that time, I was useless, and I couldn't do shit well. If I put it today..."

Long Xiao looked at him vigilantly: "How are you today?"

"If it were me now, I wouldn't talk nonsense with you at all. I wouldn't even give you a chance to refuse. Just like that day, I would tie you up directly, so you can worry and I can worry too."

Long Xiao said coldly: "You're quite proud, aren't you?"

"That's right." Fu Ziqiu admitted generously, "I can't talk too much with people like you, it's better to do it."

"Yes," Long Xiao snorted softly, "I can't talk too much with you. If you talk too much, you'll get beat up. It's okay if you don't mention that day. Now that we have talked about it, shouldn't I also talk to you?" Are you doing the math?"

"Me?" Fu Ziqiu said "ha", "What are you and me?"

"Aren't you guilty when you say that?" Long Xiao snapped his fingers, "You scolded me very happily, and I will count for you too—tied me up, and went to a duel with the inner demons by myself, with a torch in the void The eye was burned, that day in Jiuchongtian, while I was going to Lingji to move the rescuers, I used the blood curse without authorization..."

He counted a dozen or so in one breath, with an endless posture.

"Stop," Fu Ziqiu held him down, "It doesn't count what you say, I'm not looking for death on my own."

"Oh, looking for death, you have done it too."

Fu Ziqiu was slightly taken aback: "...what?"

"The matter of you jumping off the karmic fire of eternal life, you just exposed it so casually?"

Fu Ziqiu's heart skipped a beat, his lips pursed, and the line of his lips was drawn into a horizontal line. Looking closely, it seemed that even his brows were frowning.

Long Xiao stood up straighter: "Are you still making a deal with Amello with your living soul? You are really very courageous."

Fu Ziqiu was startled: "How do you know?"

"Now you know you're panicking? Are you making a mistake?" Long Xiao crossed his arms and squinted at him.

I personally experienced that Qinghe was burned in his own blood over and over again, and the piercing pain was branded on his soul. Shouting, roaring, and reckless obstruction, what he got in exchange was crazily surging magma.The ashes on the top of the waves are the clean flesh, and the souls that flow under the tongue of fire are their fusion.

This is already desperate enough, but Qinghe, this desperate lunatic, dares to gamble with his soul, as long as there is a slight mistake in the process, they will be the real yin and yang.

When the time comes, Long Xiao will be alive, and if he forgets the past and starts over in Gu Zhizhou's capacity, it will be fine.What if I remembered it one day?

How will he spend the rest of his long life that Qinghe sacrificed his life for?

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