Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

After Yin Changxin came back, both of them were silent and stopped talking.

After hearing such a terrifying prophecy, it is impossible to relax after all.And the period of ten days weighed heavily on my shoulders.In the evening, Snow Bone City was brightly lit, and the voices of people were commotion, obviously there was commotion outside.

Lin Lingqing didn't care, just pretended not to hear.The moonlight was shining brightly by the window, he opened a few Lingyu slips in front of his desk, and sat quietly with lowered eyes, deducing it over and over again.

It's a pity that the devil's mental and physical strength can't sustain such consumption, and after half an hour, he leaned on the desk with his temples propped up.

Fang Zhiyuan was coming out of the back hall from the bath, and when he turned around the screen and saw Lin Lingqing was so frightened, he gasped, "Senior brother! Aren't you in a hurry!?"

Lin Lingqing buried her face in the crook of her arms, her long hair covered her sleeves again, only a weak voice came out with a sigh, "I always think there should be a way..."

"But I still can't figure it out. If I still have no idea in the next ten days, then I can only... overwhelm the entire Three Realms and gamble my life with Pan Yu."

There was still a jade slip weakly hooked between his index finger and middle finger, he shook it twice, and was thrown to the ground with a jingle by the Demon Lord.

Fang Zhiyuan walked over, bent down and picked up the jade slip and put it back on the desk, saying:

"My lord's words have been heard by the entire fairy world. You are definitely not the only one who can't sleep at night. If you can't think of a way after ten days, it's not that you didn't think of a way, but that the whole fairy world didn't think of a way."

"Speaking of which," he carried Lin Chengqing to the bed again, and stretched out his hand to lower the curtain, "Brother, can you tell me now."

Lin Lingqing: "What?"

Fang Zhiyuan: "Just that thing you have been hiding from me."

"..."

Lin Lingqing breathed stiffly, covered his head and huddled into a ball under the quilt.

Sure enough, it came.I knew that if Master mentioned it like that, this matter would have to come up again.

In fact, so many bright and dark clues have been piled up, and now there is only the last layer of paper left in this secret.But it's still here, always...

He grabbed Fang Zhiyuan's skirt, and pitifully buried his slightly pale face in his chest: "Hiss... I have a headache, hiss... I seem to be unable to see clearly again..."

Fang Zhiyuan laughed softly, rubbing the winding white hair tail, "Don't ask, go to sleep."

Lin Lingqing paused with his fingers, then raised his head with a frown and said, "Huh? Did you do it on purpose?"

Fang Zhiyuan pinned the lock of hair behind Lin Lingqing's ear, and he made a playful expression and did not refute, which was his tacit agreement.

"..." Lin Lingqing squinted his eyes, this is really a turn of events, he was tricked by the little misfortune...

The Demon Lord was a little upset.

"Zhiyuan." Lin Lingqing sat up from the bed suddenly, and said expressionlessly, "How about...I'll tell you about that."

Fang Zhiyuan: "?"

He disdainfully said: "Don't be kidding, I'm not fooled."

Lin Lingqing said seriously: "Actually, it's not an important thing now."

Fang Zhiyuan's expression changed slightly.Regarding "that matter", he had always had some vague guesses in his mind, but Lin Lingqing kept it in his mind, and the outside world was full of ups and downs, so he actually didn't expect to get an answer soon.

"You," he wasn't sure for a moment whether senior brother was being serious or trying to trick him, "what on earth are you..."

Lin Lingqing took a deep breath, and a gloomy look flashed in the depths of his eyes.

He glanced at the outline of the city reflected by the three thousand bright lights outside the window, and he seemed to be talking to himself, "Forget it, really... I really want to tell you."

As he said this, he could feel his heart beating faster and his palms sweating.

After all, trying to uncover something after hiding it for too long is tantamount to tearing open an old scar that has healed and picking out a thorn inside.

If possible, he really wanted to keep Zhiyuan a secret for the rest of his life.But……

The last time he read the ancient books in front of Song Academy, he was terrified; today, Yin Changxin's words are so scary.Lin Lingqing didn't think that the lord of Panyu would be ignorant of things that were known even in ancient books.

Ten days later catastrophe will come, what if there is an event?What if Pan Yuren used this matter to provoke Zhiyuan at some critical moment, and what if he wasn't there at that time...

Lin Lingqing became dizzy just thinking about it, and his face turned paler.Fang Zhiyuan looked at the frightened one, and said at a loss: "Forget it, senior brother, I see you... you still have something to say, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"No, I'll just say it once, whether you want to hear it or not." Lin Lingqing's eyes were dark and dark, and his delicate Adam's apple rolled.Tomorrow...he was afraid that he would not have the courage to speak again.

"It's not a big deal, it's been a long time. I..."

Fang Zhiyuan: "Brother?"

"You, don't be nervous, don't be nervous."

Lin Lingqing didn't dare to look directly at the person in front of him, obviously he was so nervous that he could speak incoherently, "It's really not a big deal, I shouldn't hide it from you..."

He said, but he stood up involuntarily and rubbed back, the loose white jacket exposed the line from the neck to the collarbone, "It was when you and I were 19 years old in the previous life...after the Jin Gui test..."

Fang Zhiyuan frowned: "What happened to you and Jina at that time? Why do you want to imprison his soul in Zixiaoluan in this life?"

Hiss, it hits the nail on the head, and the blood seals the throat.

Lin Lingqing couldn't stand it anymore.

"Well, that's right, we..."

To speak out, must speak out!

Lin Lingqing's heart was burning, she didn't wear shoes, and walked back and forth in front of the bed with bare feet.

He was frightened before the battle, pursing the corners of his lips tightly, those golden eyes really flickered like stars in the sky at this moment, the luster inside was so seductive.

Fang Zhiyuan looked straight at him with a complex expression, and his voice became hoarse: "Brother, did you tell me..."

"Someone told you in your previous life that I would die."

"..." Lin Lingqing was helpless and gritted his teeth, thinking that I thought you were going to pass out then, how could I hear you so clearly! ?

He had no choice but to say weakly as if accepting his fate: "Yes, Ji Shengzi predicted that you were the fate of the evil star, and he wanted me...to kill you."

Fang Zhiyuan stood up suddenly, and the shadow enveloped half of the Demon Lord's body.

It was as if a flood had burst out of his eyes, and several blue veins sprang up silently on the back of his hand, and the strength of his articulation was different: "Then what?"

In the deep cold night, the sound of commotion in the distance of the city came from the window, which was indistinct and indistinct.

Only the sound of the wind is closest to the ear, and when it blows, it will shake the shadow of the lights outside... It is also a unique scenery in Snow Bone City.

With a snap, Lin Lingqing's right forearm was tightly clenched.Fang Zhiyuan's expression became frighteningly cruel at some point, he restrained himself again and again, "Lin Lingqing, you're trying to lie to me again...at this time, you're still trying to lie to me."

"Isn't the holy son's last words you brought with you when you came down from the mountain and sea star platform three years later?"

Lin Lingqing: "..."

"You said Jina was going to kill me...why?"

Lin Lingqing could only smile wryly: "Of course it's because that silly boy is confused! Yes, he said that the misfortune of the gods is caused by the star of misfortune...Can I not be in a hurry with him?"

Fang Zhiyuan's fingers froze suddenly, and after a moment, he let go of his hand dejectedly, and let go slowly.

He just stared at Lin Lingqing blankly, as if seeing the person in front of him clearly for the first time.

Lin Lingqing said as if nothing had happened: "It's all right now, and I understand that the mastermind behind the fairy disaster is the Panyu Realm, and it has nothing to do with you. Jina himself is very ashamed of you, and ask him to kowtow to you next time we meet OK?"

Turning his eyes away again, he saw Fang Zhiyuan staring at him fixedly, his face had turned as pale as a dead person at some point.

Lin Lingqing's heart skipped a beat before Fang Zhiyuan said hoarsely, "How did Jina die?"

"..."

"You—you killed someone for me?"

"..."

"Back then, Jinaxiu was not inferior to you, so how could you kill him on the Star Terrace!?"

"..."

——Thank you, my little misfortune star, for being so smart, look, I don’t even need to say, I guessed it all.

Lin Lingqing closed his eyes in resignation, screaming in his heart, he originally thought that as long as he confessed this matter, he could "avoid the seriousness and ignore the lightness" to some extent, understatement and take many details to finish the calculation.

Unexpectedly, this would really provoke him, he couldn't get off the tiger, so he had to beg for mercy in a low voice: "Zhiyuan...you see, it's been so long, to be honest, I can't remember clearly, why are you so aggressive on me?"

Fang Zhiyuan's eyes turned cold, and he struck with a strong wind with his palm.Lin Lingqing suffocated, and the thousand-year-old carmine wood bedpost beside her had cracked and cracked.

This thing is a top-quality spiritual wood, harder than copper and iron, and the length of a baby's arm costs tens of thousands of spiritual stones.It's a pity that the Demon Lord can't care about the pain for a long time now, he glanced at the arm lying on his shoulder, and the person who blocked him so that he could not retreat...

Fang Zhiyuan's eyes were cold like a trapped wolf, his teeth were shaking with hatred, and his fingertips were trembling with fear, he could only feel the fishy smell in his throat: "You still haven't told me the truth!!"

"It's the truth, it's the truth, Zhiyuan! The sky fire back then was forged from a rune that my master gave me before leaving. Jina refused to listen to my advice. He wanted to kill you, so of course I would kill him. You are paranoid , I’m afraid you know the truth and you’re depressed, so you’ve kept your mouth shut for so many years—”

Fang Zhiyuan's eyes were completely red as he listened.He suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed hard on the demon lord's dantian, and growled, "Are you looking down on me or Jina! It's a matter of life and death, who will allow you to tamper with the runes!?"

"Ah!... Hiss." Lin Lingqing only felt a sharp pain in his dantian that had just been injured. He was unprepared when he spoke excitedly, and his body went limp after a muffled snort.

Fang Zhiyuan held his waist to prevent him from slipping down, and said viciously: "Okay, do you still know it hurts? Tell me, what is the burning cultivation level..."

But before the word "time" came out, his voice trembled and he choked up.

He bent down slowly, buried his forehead in Lin Lingqing's neck, held back and refused to make a sound, but his whole body began to tremble.

"..." Lin Lingqing really didn't know whether his body was hurting or his heart was hurting.He would rather Zhiyuan be a little more stupid, even if he pretends to be stupid, wouldn't it be good to be fooled by him obediently?

He sighed softly and stroked the hair of Little Misfortune, "It's all over, don't be afraid, it's okay again."

"Do not……"

Fang Zhiyuan refused to raise his head, he clearly guessed it in his heart, but he asked with a hoarse trill, "Have you... Tell the truth, have you..."

"Ah Yuan, please don't do this, Brother Suan please. Don't force me to regret confessing to you, okay?"

Fang Zhiyuan raised his head suddenly, and said with a sad smile: "So...you really burned your cultivation... Back then...you walked down from the Star Terrace... in the rain, and you were already...!?"

He couldn't believe it.

Last night, Lin Lingqing's cultivation base fell into the water and passed out. He was the one who carried her out.At first, the demon king was unconscious, and he convulsed and jerked with pain when touched.

This is just burning a Yang Yuanying, and the meridian has not been burned, the pain is already like that...

How could it be possible for Lin Lingqing, a young man who was so talented back then, to walk down from the sky tall and straight after completely burning his cultivation base! ?

But he clearly heard Lin Lingqing whisper guiltily: "...I'm sorry, I was in a hurry at that time and said some harsh words to you. I always regretted it. Later, I went to Snow Bone City and often had nightmares."

"Now, I can finally apologize."

A soft word is like a knife that pierces the heart.

so many years...

In fact, for so many years, he didn't dare to pretend how important his existence was to Lin Lingqing, but occasionally he felt that he at least protected his senior brother after falling from the devil.

In this way, chat as comfort, reluctantly happy.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the case.

It's false, it's all false—

Fang Zhiyuan's eyes turned black for a while, and blood surged up somewhere in his lungs, rolling and choking upwards.

His throat clucked lightly, and he couldn't make any sound for a while.Dizzy, he wanted to help the bedpost, but his fingers and legs were numb, and he finally fell to his knees on the ground with a bang.

Lin Lingqing was so horrified that he was so frightened that he supported his body that was about to fall forward with both hands, "Zhiyuan!? You—"

Fang Zhiyuan's eyes were dim, and the spiritual flow in his body was diverted from the meridians. He gasped heavily with his mouth open, his spine protruding fiercely, and he managed to take two or three breaths before bursting into a burst of coughing, breaking through the blood.

At this moment, his sanity returned, and his vision became a little clearer.Fang Zhiyuan opened his sweaty eyes and saw Lin Lingqing kissing his forehead and nose covered in cold sweat.

Mojun's eyes were wet and red, and he kept stroking his back with his hands, trembling with pain and coaxing: "Be good, are you going to scare me to death? Look at me, I'm fine, it's already passed , don't be afraid..."

"you……"

Fang Zhiyuan moved his lips in a daze, raised his finger, and tremblingly pressed it against the demon king's lower abdominal dantian, "Does it hurt, does it still hurt..."

Just now he was out of breath, and actually moved his hands on the wounded senior brother.

Damn him, he...

Yes, he might really be damned.

"..." Lin Lingqing's teeth clenched, and he almost didn't shed tears.

How could he not know that what Zhiyuan really wanted to hug and comfort was the 19-year-old Lin Lingqing who stood under the platform of stars in the night rain and thought he had done something bad for the world, and set foot on the road of no return. .

But he looked at Xiao Huanxing's absent-minded appearance, as if he saw himself crying and crying to Fang Zhiyuan who was bleeding in the snow in the illusion of confusion.

Aren't they all the same?Just as desperately want to protect the other person in my heart, but I don't know that I am also deeply loved.

After such a long time, I looked back and saw the blood stains behind me, and my heart was broken, but I couldn't bring back the past.

At least fortunately, the person back then was the person in front of him.

When your heart is broken, there is still that person coaxing you, kissing you, helping you put your heart back together and warming you up.

Lin Lingqing lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, but before he could calm down, his sleeves tightened suddenly. Fang Zhiyuan held his arm, his face full of panic: "What's wrong with you!? This blood...!? I How did you just—”

There were dark red dots on the snow-white sleeves, blood like plum blossoms.

Lin Lingqing raised his eyes in surprise, "Zhiyuan? What are you talking about..."

Gradually, the mist of mourning between his brows and eyes became thicker, and his expression showed three points of pain and seven points of pity.

Fang Zhiyuan didn't understand why Lin Lingqing showed that expression for a moment.Until the latter raised his hand and carefully brushed the corner of his lips.

The snow-white finger fell down and was stained red.

Only then did Fang Zhiyuan react belatedly.

The blood was coughed up by himself.