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

"Without a living soul, how many years can your Yangshou last? If you say jump, you can jump, if you want to peel the living soul, you can peel the living soul, if you say pick the fairy bone, you can pick the bone of the fairy, but if something goes wrong, you can still survive? I tell you Don’t like to listen, think I’m playing with you? Think too much, I really want to beat you up, I really want to.”

Fu Ziqiu couldn't help taking a half step back. Based on his understanding of Gu Zhizhou, once this person spoke faster, his voice became louder, and his expression became colder and meaner, it meant that he was getting more and more angry, so Fu Ziqiu didn't doubt at all that Long Xiao wanted to get serious about him.

The next moment, Long Xiao really didn't restrain himself, he quickly pressed Fu Ziqiu's body that was about to run away, grabbed his shoulders, turned him over and pressed him against the fence, then grabbed his forearm and pushed him hard live.

"Dragon... Long Xiao..."

But what contradicted Long Xiao's ferocious expression and rude actions was his voice—a rare softness, mixed with endless love: "But I don't want to part with it."

Long Xiao frowned: "When I saw you, my heart ached. I wished I could take off the stars and hold them in front of you. How could I be willing to teach you a lesson... you stupid bird who doesn't know how to measure."

Suddenly Fu Ziqiu felt like a stick in his throat.

Long Xiao let go, spread his arms and hugged him from behind: "You said I don't know what it feels like to be powerless, but I've experienced it a long time ago." Long Xiao gently rubbed Fu Ziqiu's side face. He looked like he was about to eat people, but in an instant it was soft and lingering around him like a spring breeze: "Every time you jump off, I will jump once, and it will burn you even worse every time."

Fu Ziqiu asked awkwardly: "Can you feel it?"

"Well," Long Xiao said, "You drenched for three days and three nights, and I collapsed for three days and three nights."

He patted Fu Ziqiu on the shoulder: "Let's be each other, let's not criticize anyone."

Fu Ziqiu was speechless, as if his body had passed through 800 years and experienced the feeling of being burned by the fire again, and this time added the "collapse" in Long Xiao's mouth.He didn't know that Long Xiao could feel that, just thinking about it made him feel chills in his heart.

Long Xiao seemed to notice that he was cold, so he rubbed his arm gently, resting his chin on his shoulder, raised his eyelids slightly, and looked at the strings of galaxies in the dark sky.

"Do you remember?" Long Xiao changed the topic lightly, "We used to watch the stars here, and it was a night."

Fu Ziqiu raised his head, and the bright starlight lit up the secret box in his heart: "Yes."

"I remember that there was a feast of immortals in one year, and the fire in the Nine Heavens burned for three full days. Changxiao Palace was used to being deserted. I didn't dare to light the fire here that day. If you walk outside, everything you see is novel. When you come back, you will be noisy." They are clamoring to hang sky lanterns in the palace." Long Xiao glanced around, with a warm smile on his face: "My Tianhe, covered bridges, wherever there are roads, there is no place where you will not suffer. toss."

Fu Ziqiu's emotions were affected by him, he smiled, and his cheeks were adorned with multicolored light from the splashed stars.

That night, a row of sky lanterns were set up on both sides of the Tianhe River, the lights flickered and the galaxy floated.The immortals in the Nine Heavens drank freely, and fell asleep on the ground after being drunk.

Dijun Long Xiao has always been restrained, and he drank a lot that night, and returned to Changxiao Palace in a daze. He was dragged into a quaint small fishing boat by Qing He as soon as he entered the door.

The boat was going down the Tianhe River, Long Xiao was lying on the cushioned plank, looking at the twinkling stars in the sky, drunk and dizzy.

It was rare for Long Xiao to relax that day, like a child who was secretly having fun, he let himself be picked up by Qing He, with his head resting on his lap.

Smelling of alcohol, Qinghe pointed at the sky and chattered endlessly, but Long Xiao didn't remember a single word.Only the mist in the eyes gradually rose and turned into a pool of spring water, rippling in the heart of the other party.

The blue bird, who didn't know human affairs, was fascinated at the first glance, and felt that compared with these warm eyes, the stars in the sky were dimmed in an instant.

The long night is silent, and the fishing fire is faint.

A river of stars rolled up a vast mist.

Long Xiaoan nestled comfortably on Qinghe's lap and fell asleep.

Qinghe stared at Long Xiao for a long time, and when the sky fire was about to go out, the two floated along the water to the end of Tianhe.

The arch bridge erected by the stars bends, and the boat is shrouded in soft light, hiding in the depths of the Milky Way.

Whether it's offensive or profane, Qing He only knows that no matter how difficult it is to hold back his thousands of emotions.

He carefully held up Long Xiao's neck, his palms were sweating nervously, his heart was beating like a drum, and finally he touched those soft lips gently and lightly.

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Fu Ziqiu jumped onto the boat and handed Long Xiao his hand.

Long Xiao hooked his neck and fell down, his buttocks softened and fell on the thick cushion.

Fu Ziqiu knelt down and looked at Long Xiao nervously: "Does it hurt from the fall? Show me."

Long Xiao smiled and pulled him to sit beside him, patted the soft down under his body: "It's thick, it doesn't hurt."

Fu Ziqiu breathed a sigh of relief, and looked around: "This boat is quite similar to the one back then."

Long Xiao blinked: "This is the boat from back then. The next morning, after you left, I turned back and hid it in the sea of ​​consciousness."

Fu Ziqiu looked at him in surprise, and there seemed to be a shock in his eyes: "Have you kept it?"

"Yes, I have hidden a lot of your things, and I will show you one by one when I have time."

Fu Ziqiu lost his voice in embarrassment, and he paused for a moment before asking: "Then we are..."

"Revisiting the old place." Long Xiao turned around and slumped on Fu Ziqiu's lap: "I drank too much that day, and I didn't see the scenery and starlight along the way. I just lay on your lap and watched you. Talking to me with joy, I didn't take what you said to my heart at all. At that time, I thought, this idiot talks so much, how can he talk so much. "

Fu Ziqiu pinched the tip of Long Xiao's nose: "You think I'm noisy?"

Long Xiao moved his waist and readjusted his posture: "It was indeed noisy when I was young."

Fu Ziqiu chuckled, touched his waist and pressed it down.

"But I really like listening to you talk. You know, I'm surrounded by pedantic and stubborn old gods all day long. It's annoying to death."

"I said you were prudish, finally tell the truth."

"Cut." Long Xiao twitched his lips: "If you were to try it, you would have given up on it a long time ago."

Fu Ziqiu paused, and patted Long Xiao's waist lightly: "No one in this world can compare to you."

Only then was Long Xiao satisfied, nestled in Fu Ziqiu's lower abdomen, and narrowed his eyes comfortably.

The two chatted one after another, and "giggled" together when they talked about the fun. Thousands of years of hardships have passed, and this is the moment when there is no real worry.

"Aqiu." Long Xiao stretched out his arms, touching Fu Ziqiu's cheek that was blown cold by the wind.

The boat floated slowly towards the stars, Fu Ziqiu held that hand and pressed it to his face: "What's wrong?"

The water surface of the Tianhe River is sparkling, and fairy grass grows on both sides of the river, full of small flowers with white petals and yellow stamens.

Long Xiao looked at Fu Ziqiu without blinking, and said very solemnly: "I thought at that time, if the Three Realms will be stable in the future, the four seas will be peaceful, and the six realms will be in order, and Long Yuan will be able to deal with it. If you go to freedom, don’t be that terrible emperor anymore.”

The arch bridge made of stars bloomed with silvery brilliance above the head, and the boat hit the bridge with a "click" and hit the bridge lightly. With one click, countless tiny light spots scattered, like fireflies, they stopped on the tips of the two people's hair , falling all over the shoulders, adorned with a halo of holiness.

Long Xiao sat up with his arms propped up: "I want to learn to be more selfish. The name 'Long Xiao' is too great. I just want to be your Gu Zhizhou."

Fu Ziqiu's lips parted slightly, revealing his burning desire.

"Aqiu, do you want me?"

"Long Xiao..."

As soon as Fu Ziqiu read out a name, Long Xiao stopped him.

Long Xiao kissed and did not leave immediately, rolling sticky lips on those lips, slightly closing his eyes, emotional and forgetful, and said vaguely: "You questioned me all morning whether I love you or not. Now it's my turn When I ask you, do you want it?"

A golden dragon horn suddenly grew out from his forehead, rubbing against Fu Ziqiu softly, Long Xiao's voice was low, encouraging as if tempting or bewitching: "Aqiu, do you want me?"

Fu Ziqiu's pupils shrank, and he was suddenly attacked by a strong flame.He eagerly clasped Long Xiao's waist and pressed him into his arms, wishing he could take him here.

Long Xiao touched the back of the neck with his hand, and the long spine was shining with golden light.He didn't know what he touched, so he tugged vigorously, gritted his teeth, and buried his head in Fu Ziqiu's shoulder, trembling.

It was too late for Fu Ziqiu to stop him, and just as he was about to move, a strand of golden thread lingered around his hand.

As if consciously, it swam around looking for the slender knuckles, found the ring finger on its own, and domineeringly and irresistibly circled it into a dead button, binding him firmly.

Long Xiao forcibly snapped a section of the dragon's tendon, and within the time he took a breath, the other end was already tied to his finger.

"This is my promise." Long Xiao said softly: "In the Three Realms, there is no magic weapon that can cut off my dragon tendons. I have trapped you, and it is an inextricable knot. The ends of the world, I You can sense it wherever you go. The spell you mentioned last time is too difficult, I only think of this for now, can it be replaced?"

The golden thread lingered in his eyes for a few moments before it scattered in the wind and disappeared. Fu Ziqiu stared blankly at his fingers, only a very thin gold ring was left on his finger.

He was tied by a dragon's tendon and imprisoned by a golden ring, and he was so shocked by the person in front of him that he couldn't speak.

Long Xiao has lived a brilliant life, and his orders must be fulfilled, and his promises must be fulfilled. In the past, because of his status and heavy burdens, he dared not promise Qinghe a few words, but now it is so hard to come by "the end of the world", let alone the promise of "the rest of my life".

Fu Ziqiu kissed Long Xiao involuntarily, and left his marks on him recklessly.

In the past, Long Xiao was his umbrella, the belief he pursued, and the god he looked up to.Then, from now on, he will be Long Xiao's "firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar tea", his joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys, heaven and earth.

When they separated, they pressed their foreheads together, panting intertwined, and the scorching hot air fell on each other's faces.

Fu Ziqiu looked at Long Xiao for a long while, then suddenly shook his shoulders and smiled.

"I want you," he called him, so sweetly, "the continent, my continent."