Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

In fact, Lin Lingqing didn't remember very clearly what happened after that.

The fire sprang up all of a sudden, reflecting the red silk all over the room, it was even more dazzling.Fang Zhiyuan was emotional, and tugged with him for a long while, then suddenly pushed him hard on the bedside and kissed him, vaguely calling his senior brother between his moist lips and teeth.

Lin Lingqing's thoughts were blown into a blank, and he forgot the method that he wanted to put out the fire, but he woke up after being kissed for a long time in a daze.

what happened……! ?

How did things suddenly get out of control like this?

The Demon Lord was flustered and short-tempered at once. He struggled twice with his hands, but instead brought the two of them off balance and fell down.

Fang Zhiyuan instinctively hugged Lin Lingqing in his arms to protect him tightly.The two rolled straight onto the red carpet in the bridal chamber, which was blazingly ablaze.

Lin Lingqing only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and he suddenly fell into this bright sea of ​​flames.The hairpin fell off, and the black hair was scattered on the red dress, and it was tightly colored.

Through the flames, he saw the torn red gauze curtains piled up on the ground like rosy clouds, and the brass candlestick was overturned not far away, and the candle lights went out, like a dream.

Sparks splashed around him.The Mojun's eyes were wide open, his slender eyelashes trembled, his body could not move, and there was the crackling sound of burning in his ears.

Pain is not painful, nor hot.The candles used ordinary fire, even if their monks were burned, they would not be afraid.

Lin Lingqing froze and couldn't move, just because Fang Zhiyuan hugged him tightly, then suddenly lowered his head and kissed him, more lingering than before.

Lin Lingqing asked in a daze, "Zhiyuan?"

Fang Zhiyuan was delirious, the firelight behind him dyed his eyes a very aggressive bright red, his thin lips opened and closed: "... Where is the woman you like?"

He pressed Lin Lingqing and stared straight at it for a while, then suddenly tore the tattered wedding dress thoroughly.

Fang Zhiyuan stretched out his hand to hold the slender ankle hidden under his head, and murmured hoarsely: "I bullied you, no one is protecting you..."

Lin Lingqing's face turned pale instantly.

He suddenly realized something, shivered all over and hid back, whispering: "No! I... can't! Don't make trouble, you can't make such a fool... Zhiyuan!"

But it can't stop anymore, just like the fire has fallen on the wine, it is destined to burn blazingly.

The bright fire burned from the red curtain to the window paper, from the pupils of the eyes into the heart, and burned all the rational restraint to ashes.When the wind blows, they are all blown to the ends of the earth.

... (Jin-style pull lamp)

The long night is still young, and a faint crescent moon hangs over the snow bone city.

In the middle of the night, Lin Lingqing couldn't bear it any longer, and his consciousness was blurred. He only felt as if he was wrapped in the heart of Yan Yan by a scalding fire, and he seemed to be thrown up and down in a heat wave.

His voice became hoarse, and teardrops welled up from the corners of his eyes, rolling down into the tangled black hair.

It's out of control, and no one can stop it.

With the cultivation base of the demon king and the immortal head, the yin and yang qi in the body are extremely thick, and the yin and yang two qi are also attracted by the opposite sex. fire.

...Actually, the so-called dual cultivation among Taoists refers to this.

It's a pity that Lin Lingqing and Fang Zhiyuan have cultivated completely different paths. This situation has never been seen before, so naturally they cannot be generalized with ordinary Taoist couples.

The yin and yang qi turned into two invisible giant dragons, one black and one white, circulating in the meridians of the two majesticly.Don't say that you can't stop at this time, but if you make a mistake, you will be in danger of exploding and dying in an instant.

Lin Lingqing was able to grit his teeth desperately to control the yin qi in his meridians at first, but soon he couldn't do what he wanted.The feeling of cold pervades the limbs and bones, like falling into an ice cave.

For a time, he was trembling with fear, fearing that the out-of-control Yin Qi would hurt Fang Zhiyuan again.

But no, Fang Zhiyuan's temperature was always so scorching hot, but it quickly warmed the chill that rushed up in his body.

Only then did Lin Lingqing dimly realize that Zhiyuan had probably suppressed part of his cultivation on purpose before.

Yin Qi and Yang Qi are diametrically opposed in nature, and it is not easy to try to reconcile and coexist.Fang Zhiyuan actually...would rather let himself be the one who gets hurt, rather than let him take the slightest risk.

In Fang Zhiyuan's ears, Fang Zhiyuan's voice was low and hoarse, "Brother...why are you so cold, where is the woman you like?"

"She's not here. It's useless to marry..."

Fang Zhiyuan smiled stupidly, raised his finger vaguely to wipe away the tears on Lin Lingqing's face, then frowned in distress and sighed softly, "Stop crying, I will warm you up."

"..."

Lin Lingqing was in a daze, with teardrops hanging from his eyelashes, shining brightly under the fire that had not yet been extinguished.

He thought like a knife... What's going on here?

Obviously in his memory, his little scourge was still that indifferent and stubborn boy in black. He thought he would cherish and take care of this person for the rest of his life.

But in a blink of an eye, the years have dyed the white lotus red.

When was he unable to break free from Fang Zhiyuan's shackles, and when did Fang Zhiyuan instead come to warm his unspeakable coldness and accommodate his unspeakable spikes.

Later, Lin Lingqing was half-conscious from the torment.In a trance, he was dreaming one after another of bizarre and chaotic dreams.

Sometimes he dreamed that he was knocked down by the yin energy when the sky cracked, and sank in the dark and cold deep sea, almost suffocated and almost frozen; suddenly the ice sea broke, and Fang Zhiyuan carried him out from the bottom of the sea, beams of golden sunlight Through the clouds, winter goes to spring.

Sometimes he dreamed that he was stumbling along the dark forest and mountain roads, but he saw Fang Zhiyuan standing on the side of a high cliff with the bright moon behind him.

He backed away hastily, saying that he was dirty and cold, and begged Fang Zhiyuan not to touch him.The man left the night and landed in front of him, hugging him forcefully.

Sure enough, everything was reversed.

He was already the king of the Demon Lord, but his heart was curled up because of the unspeakable darkness and blood.

He hid and fled in such panic in front of Fang Zhiyuan, for fear that he would freeze the stars.And Fang Zhiyuan caught him back, hugged him, warmed him...loved him.

He is loved.

It was at this moment that Lin Lingqing's firm idea was shaken.He originally thought that he was burdened with the sin of healing the three realms, that he did not deserve to enjoy warmth in this life, and he did not want to be involved in love with Fang Zhiyuan.

But when the scalding temperature really enveloped him, Lin Lingqing admitted that he was greedy, indulgent, and selfish.

——At the end of the day, Fang Zhiyuan lost his mind when he was drunk. It was because of his own confusion, with unspeakable feelings, he closed his eyes and let others do what he wanted after a few moments of resistance.

It was because he was reluctant to part with this warmth and was willing to make mistakes.

……

The next day is dawn.

When Lin Lingqing woke up in Fang Zhiyuan's arms, his reason finally returned clearly.

Enduring the soreness all over his body, he got up from the ground, saw the mess around him clearly, and then looked at the "culprit" who was still asleep, and he wanted to sigh deeply.

The surrounding fire had already been extinguished, and the originally gorgeous and festive bridal chamber candles were scorched to a mess.

In addition, the traces of love can't be seen, it looks like the scene of a tragedy caused by love and hate.

Fortunately, Lin Lingqing sent a voice transmission to the outside early last night, prohibiting anyone from approaching this place. If someone comes in and sees it, the old face of the fairy head demon king will be lost.

Lin Lingqing took a peek at the one beside him. Fang Zhiyuan was still awake. When he fell asleep peacefully with eyelashes and lips pursed, his brows and eyes were wide open, and he couldn't see the madness of last night at all.

Mo Jun couldn't control his emotions for a while, and he didn't know whether it was sweet or bitter.

This is great, I had a good time last night, what can I do in the future...

Lin Lingqing was very upset, and didn't know how to deal with Fang Zhiyuan when he woke up. She dressed herself and tidied up her surroundings so that she could see people, and then quietly changed Fang Zhiyuan's room to a clean one.

Even though I was a childhood sweetheart, once such things happened, I was always embarrassed.

Lin Lingqing's cheeks were reddish, she was embarrassed to wait for Fang Zhiyuan to wake up by the bed, so she quietly ran to the next door and sat drinking tea to wake up her mind.

While thinking about the words to be used later, he quietly waited for the man to run over in a panic to confess his mistake and apologize with a bit of bad humor.

It's a pity that the emperor of the Demonic Dao, who has always been considered to have no regrets, made a mistake this time.

Who knows that there are all kinds of wonders in this great world, so there are naturally some people with strange physiques.

For example, some people still want to drink alcohol even though they are not good at drinking; another example is some people, as long as they drink too much, they will lose their mind and go crazy, and then their personality will be messed up; , After sleeping and waking up, it will be like amnesia, remembering nothing.

And at certain times, the above three people may also be the same person.

In fact, it stands to reason that Lin Lingqing should know the strange physique of his junior brother best.

In addition, the two of them cultivated so much that both yin and yang were out of control last night. Under such stimulation, it was perfectly normal for Fang Zhiyuan to forget what happened last night.

only……

The Demon Lord was heartbroken.

Very well, this little misfortune broke into the city again and set fire to it. He pinned him on the ground and tossed and tossed for a whole night. He was made to cry and passed out. The next day, this man could not remember anything at all! ? ?

Lin Lingqing really wanted to ask God——

Is this real?

The fragmented Fang Xianshou was obviously very at a loss. He might also vaguely know that his emotions were not right last night, so he tentatively asked in fear: "I...I...Did I say anything inappropriate last night?"

Lin Lingqing's heart was so desolate that he was numb, and on the surface he pretended to be nonchalant and said: "No."

...you just did something wrong.

Lin Lingqing: "Just dragged me and called me twice."

...and put me on it.

Lin Lingqing: "I wanted to give you some medicine to sober you up, but you are so good at torturing, I can't hold you back at all, so I had to let you toss all night. I didn't expect you to forget it."

...I let you toss me all night, but I didn't expect you to forget it.

Fang Zhiyuan heaved a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice with evasive eyes: "That... that's good, that's good. I'm really sorry for disturbing my brother's wedding night."

"..."

Lin Lingqing pulled out a smile, and said ruthlessly: "It's not in the way...! There's nothing I'm sorry about. You drank and spoiled by yourself, and it didn't delay my bridal chamber. I was very happy last night, what I should do It's all done."

Fang Zhiyuan's face gradually paled, his right hand was hidden behind his back, the palm was already bloody, but he still forced a smile on the surface: "I, I was really drunk yesterday, look at the stupid things I did..."

The Demon Lord's tone and words were so abnormal that he was so stunned that he didn't hear anything.

Lin Lingqing was silent.

He couldn't bear it in the end, sighed softly for a long while and said: "Drinking is a waste of time, pay attention to drinking less in the future."

The devil thought to himself: In fact, it is good if Zhiyuan forgets, it can save a lot of trouble.

It was originally a mistake, but now the mistakes are added to the mistakes and the corrections are reversed. He has earned the spring night dream for nothing.

"...I'm not good, I should quit in the future." Fang Zhiyuan shook his head slowly, and said in a deep voice, "I bothered senior brother last night, next time when I get married, senior brother should also come to Jingui Palace to accompany me Have a few glasses of wedding wine."

"..."

Lin Lingqing's feelings of unbearable and relieved feelings disappeared immediately, and he smiled coolly: "It's only natural...it's getting late, you should go."

"Yes, I'm leaving."

Fang Zhiyuan nodded with a dazed look, turned around and walked out.

Within two steps, Lin Lingqing chased up from behind, and handed back the Xuanjin long knife to him, dumbfounded, "Master, you don't want your Huangyang knife anymore?"

Fang Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, and then he felt that his natal artifact was missing in his sea of ​​consciousness: "Why is Huangyang here with you?" He looked uncertain, trying to recall uncertainly, "I...was I here last night? Has the knife been drawn outside Snow Bone City?"

Lin Lingqing didn't even bother to get angry at him anymore, thousands of words came to his throat, and turned into a sentence with a headache: "...I will send you out of the city."

Fang Zhiyuan was silent, and took Huang Yang after a while, and said softly: "...don't give it away this time. It's not that I don't know the way to Snow Bone City. Brother, let's go accompany the bride. What's the matter with the girl hanging out."

"..."

Lin Lingqing was also silent, he suddenly felt pain in his back and some unspeakable place again.

So the devil said sincerely, "You are right, then I can go back."

……

——On the same day, the demon king returned to the bedroom and did not allow others to handle it. He personally refurbished the layout of the wedding room, including red candles, fragrant fruits, soft tents, mandarin ducks, quilts, and other items, and those rags that had not been burned. I burned it myself.

At that time, Lin Lingqing couldn't laugh or cry thinking of Fang Zhiyuan's distraught back through the flying fire and soot.

Forget it, forget it, God's will has no chance, don't force it.

He ruthlessly concealed the truth, which also cut off A Yuan's thoughts.That's pretty good, but that person said he wanted to invite him to a wedding wine...

I don't know what kind of person is liked by his little curse star?Is it a fairy or a fairy?Is it mild or hot?

At that time, Lin Lingqing really thought that in a few years, he would be able to drink the wedding wine of his junior brother as a senior brother.

He smiled lightly, calmed down and waited.

He waited and waited, but he waited for so long, so long...

Until Fang Zhiyuan died tragically at the foot of Xuyun Mountain in order to protect him.

He couldn't wait for the glass of wedding wine either.

The author has something to say: Lin Lingqing: I am a majestic devil, I have only practiced double cultivation with one person in my life, and I can do it well.But that person not only lost his memory, but also stubbornly believed that my harem had 3000 beauties, and refused to listen to my explanation, and even gave himself a bitter script.

Lin Lingqing: I am in a difficult situation.