Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

"Brother! Wake up...look at me! I'm here!"

When Fang Zhiyuan's anxious voice rang in his ears, Lin Lingqing had almost lost the ability to think.

He broke down and struggled, his eyes were wet with tears, and he said hoarsely: "Let go...let me go...!"

This illusion was such a blow to him that Lin Lingqing didn't realize for a moment that Fang Zhiyuan's soul was in front of him—he had already forgotten that he entered the heart demon illusion of the heart-confusing demon to find Zhiyuan, and he was just in a daze. I want to turn my head and continue to look at the scene of the illusion.

But Fang Zhiyuan's arm was like iron, firmly dragging him, imprisoning him, holding his face hard, "Don't look at him, Lin Lingqing... don't look!!"

His voice softened, "He's ugly...look at me, senior brother. Look at me, I'm prettier than him."

"…ah……!!"

Lin Lingqing choked up and cried, he held his head up, his soft white neck stretched out with veins.

His sanity was still dazed and soaked in the blood, his pupils kept shrinking, and he tried to focus on the person in front of him several times but lost them, his vision kept shaking.Tears rolled down from his eyes, "Fang Zhiyuan...Fang Zhiyuan!"

"I'm here, I'm here, senior brother!"

Fang Zhiyuan responded, he kept stroking Lin Lingqing's heart, and kissed the tears on his face, "Don't cry, don't cry, look at me, I'm fine..."

"Do not cry……"

"It's all fake, it's an illusion, it's not real..."

Just a few steps away from them, the scary red blood was still flowing, and the ruthless biting was still going on.

Lin Lingqing was gasping for breath, his neck was weakly thrown back, and he could only see the snow on the gray sky being blown by the cold wind, "Why...you kill me, kill me..."

"Okay..." Fang Zhiyuan folded his arms hastily, and hugged the person in his arms tighter, his eyes flickered with pain.

He was also frightened by Lin Lingqing's appearance. He was so afraid that he would not choose what to say, so he comforted in a trembling voice, "Okay, okay... Senior brother is going to die, I will die with you. We are still together..."

The sky and the earth are vast, wind and snow entangled in the hair of the two with cold frost particles, reality and falsehood are also entangled in the illusion, the past and the present are two time and space entangled in one place, it is an absurd dream.

Suddenly this entangled chain was interrupted by a bowstring, and a white feather cut through the cold wind and tore through the snow and smoke.

Lin Lingqing's mind was ups and downs between sobriety and confusion, but he was startled by the sudden abnormal noise, and suddenly flicked.

Fang Zhiyuan didn't hold him back, Lin Lingqing suddenly turned around——

Before the darkness fell, he saw a feathered arrow piercing the chest of "myself" in the illusion.

What followed was silence.

At this point, the illusion has darkened, just like the darkness covering the earth after sunset.

The wind and snow, the bloodstains, and the figures of the two people trapped in the red snow, were all swallowed up.

This is Fang Zhiyuan's dreamland.

The specific things that happened after that cannot be reproduced because Fang Zhiyuan lost consciousness back then... This illusion is considered to be the end of it.

Lin Lingqing was dizzy, his whole body was weak, and he couldn't stand up.He vaguely felt that Fang Zhiyuan was speaking hurriedly, but he couldn't hear a word when it fell into his ears.

He thought about the last white feather arrow, he knew...

That is Mu Qingxue's immortal artifact "Shooting the Moon".

It turned out that the truth was so.

He understood what Huangyang Xianshou meant when he said that he owed Mu Qingxue his life; he also finally understood why Mu Xuehuang hated him so far, and why he always put on an appearance that his affection for being a leader was worthless.

If Mu Qingxue saved Fang Zhiyuan at this moment, then everything would be normal.

Anyone who saw such a tragedy with his own eyes would not be able to have a good impression of this kind of monster that cruelly devoured the flesh and blood of his junior brother...

For a short period of time, the demon king was dazed and almost unconscious, and it took an unknown amount of time to catch his breath, and his dull five senses became a little clearer.

Lin Lingqing felt that she was resting on Fang Zhiyuan's shoulder. The latter seemed extremely nervous, stroking his heart and cheeks, calling his name and talking to him non-stop.

"..."

Gradually regaining his sanity, Lin Lingqing uttered some muffled voices from his throat, tried to open half of his eyes, and moved his pale lips lightly, "...Zhiyuan."

Fang Zhiyuan was startled, and quickly hugged him: "Senior Brother? Are you awake? You...do you recognize me?"

"This is the illusion of the heart demon of the heart-confusing demon. Our physical bodies are still in the small fantasy world under the Golden Osmanthus Palace. The golden gate disappeared, the space was turbulent... Do you... remember all of this?"

"I..." Lin Lingqing rubbed the center of his brows slowly, sat up straight from his junior brother's arms with a sigh, and said hoarsely, "...I'm really...disappointed."

Fang Zhiyuan was obviously relieved.

He raised his finger and rubbed the corners of Lin Lingqing's still glowing red eyes, and said in a low voice, "You scared me to death. How could you cry like this..."

With wet eyelashes hanging down, Lin Lingqing turned her face away.

Fang Zhiyuan withdrew his hands awkwardly, put his arms around Lin Lingqing's shoulders again, and said in a low voice: "It's time to go. Let's get out of the illusion, okay?"

The darkness in front of him began to dissipate, the light spots danced continuously, and a new scene began to appear.

Lin Lingqing leaned against Fang Zhiyuan's arms, stared quietly at the eyes, and said weakly: "...Let me read this."

The Fang Zhiyuan back then was right in front of his eyes...his veins were bitten by him, and he was lying in the snow bleeding out of breath.

Even though Lin Lingqing knew in his heart that Zhiyuan was definitely not dead, he really couldn't just turn around and leave like this.

He watched the illusion change.

He looked at the wind and snow, and a small warm tent appeared.

Fang Zhiyuan from his previous life woke up in an unfamiliar blanket, as pale as a piece of paper trapped in the fluffy blanket.

He was too weak, so weak that he only had the strength to half-open his eyes, and the slightly slack eyes were foggy, staring at the dream-like scene in front of him.

"……you're awake?"

The thick tent blocked the wind and snow in the field, and the tent was lit with lights.Under the lamp, there is a beautiful and sassy girl fairy, her eyes are frosty, and her brocade clothes are snow-white.

The eldest lady of the Baihuang family, Xuefenghuang, Mu Qingxue.

If Fang Zhiyuan wasn't a cursed star, but the upright and upright son of Zhu Qi's Fang family... then perhaps, Mu Qingxue would be his fiancée.

Fang Zhiyuan moved his colorless lips, and moved his seriously injured arm out of the warm quilt with difficulty.

His blurry gaze fell on his wrist.

It was empty, without the hoop.

"Don't move, you're too weak...you can't move."

Mu Qingxue walked over holding the sword hilt at her waist, with a slightly haughty smile on the corners of her brows, eyes and lips, beautiful and eye-catching.

"You have been in a coma for five whole days. It would have been a long time ago for ordinary people to be injured like this, but you can still continue this breath... You are indeed a disaster star. I am surprised that your life is so hard."

Xue Fenghuang of the Mu family, the proud daughter of heaven, bent over the bed to care for the patients, like an elegant white swan hanging her neck.

Fang Zhiyuan opened his mouth and asked with difficulty: "... Where is my senior brother?"

"The monster was restrained by me... Did you have a life-bearing soul formation by him? I really have a vicious mind, I can't kill him, so I have to temporarily trap him outside. But don't worry, as long as-"

Suddenly, Mu Qingxue's natural and smooth voice froze after "only".

She widened her beautiful eyes in astonishment, "——you, what are you doing!?"

Right in front of her, Fang Zhiyuan struggled to support himself, and staggered up from between the pillows.

He wanted to get out of bed, but when his feet touched the ground, he collapsed the moment he was about to stand up straight.

Fang Zhiyuan Xu really lost his consciousness, he was already extremely weak, and his kneecap was injured by Lin Lingqing again, how could he stand still?

The body fell to the ground suddenly, with a muffled sound.

The wound was open and stained red.

Mu Qingxue was startled and angry, her brows stood on end: "Fang Zhiyuan!? Are you dying!?"

Fang Zhiyuan fell to the ground, out of breath in pain.

But he propped up his elbows.

Couldn't stand up, so he crawled.

Using both hands and feet, he struggled to crawl outside in pain.

Mu Qingxue said, but Lin Lingqing was still outside.

"How can you……!"

Mu Qingxue couldn't believe it, she was stunned.

Or petrified.

The delicate and proud eldest lady of a family, the arrogant beauty who is obsessed with countless young talents in the fairy world, how has she ever seen this?

Except for the teacher who taught her, and the villain who was beheaded by her sword, who didn't have some admiration and respect when talking to her?

Who doesn't puff out his chest in front of her, straighten his clothes, and try his best to speak elegantly?

Fang Zhiyuan didn't care at all, he thought he was different from a noble young lady like Mu Qingxue, and he was not afraid of embarrassment and embarrassment.

He didn't speak, like a madman or madman, leaving behind the warm bedding, the safety of the tent and the beauty under the lamp.

He dragged a trail of mottled blood, and crawled back into his wind and snow on hands and feet.

The cold came rushing in.Through the chaotic snowflakes, Fang Zhiyuan saw a thin figure in white clothes lying in the snow not far away.

The figure was quiet and motionless, and it was about to merge with the snow.

……

"...I really don't want to die."

The Demon Lord stared straight at the bloodstain and murmured softly.

He was still in Fang Zhiyuan's arms.

The man was worried, afraid that he would have a nervous breakdown and cry until he was almost unconscious, so he refused to let go no matter what.

Fang Zhiyuan stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, and couldn't bear to look directly: "Don't look at senior brother, don't look at it, this...is too ugly."

He is indeed not afraid of embarrassment and embarrassment, but that doesn't mean he has the face to show Lin Lingqing his ugly appearance.

Lin Lingqing bit her lower lip, closed her eyes and said softly, "A Yuan...I'm in pain."

His fingers were trembling uncontrollably.

Fang Zhiyuan said distressedly: "Let's go, senior brother. You...you will hurt your soul if you continue to look at it like this."

Lin Lingqing insisted on shaking his head.

He has to watch.

……

"Five days."

Hands trembling with fear hurriedly brushed off the snow, and hugged the soft and cold body into his arms.

Fang Zhiyuan hugged the monster in white who had just bit off his blood in a daze.The monster was already very weak, it might be about to freeze to death, and it was like a piece of ice in its arms.

"Five days."

Fang Zhiyuan talked to himself anxiously.

He lowered his head and pressed his face against Lin Lingqing's.

"Five days...five days..."

The violently trembling voice obviously wasn't counting the days of coma.

What Fang Zhiyuan was counting were the days when Lin Lingqing was restrained by Mu Qingxue, curled up alone in this icy and snowy field.

"Master."

Fang Zhiyuan hurriedly called the person in his arms, he hugged Lin Lingqing tightly, rubbing those slender and cold hands and feet.

He knew Lin Lingqing's state after being enchanted, chaotic and without sanity, like a little beast acting on wild instinct.Even if you have yin energy in your body, you can't even have the basic luck to keep out the cold...

Five days.

Fang Zhiyuan didn't need to imagine at all, the image of Lin Lingqing struggling in the restraint emerged in his mind.

At first he must have been angry and fierce, but then his physical strength was gradually exhausted, and he was trapped in the cold, shivering and curling up.Weeping weakly, sobbing, and finally couldn't even scream, and my body became colder and colder...

"Master."

Lin Lingqing closed his eyes, his breath was faint, and he didn't respond.

"Brother, Lin Lingqing..."

Fang Zhiyuan seemed to have never heard of it, his teeth were shaking, and he kept calling the dying monster in his arms in a low voice, "Wake up, don't sleep, we are leaving... I have a rest, we should go, senior brother ..."

"..."

As the wind and snow blew past the felt door of the tent, Mu Qingxue stood behind and watched in amazement.

Now, she naturally no longer thinks that it was Lin Lingqing who cast Fang Zhiyuan's soul array before entering the demon, forcing the latter to protect the monster.

It's not like she hasn't seen monks who don't want to face the obsession of their relatives and lovers and become crazy and paranoid after the disaster of immortality.

But like Fang Zhiyuan——

The limbs were injured by the monster, and the neck was almost bitten off by the monster himself. She lost blood and was in a coma for five days. The first thing she did when she woke up was to crawl back to the monster. She had never seen it before.

Crazy, this person must have gone crazy.

To deal with this kind of lunatic, Mu Qingxue thought of what her father said, she must kill the monster decisively.

Only when the source of this obsession disappears can the lunatic be freed from his obsession.

Mu Qingxue wanted to step forward, knock Fang Zhiyuan unconscious and take her back.

This is the person who defeated her in Jingui's trial, and the only young man she admired in Zhu Qi's family. He shouldn't be dragged into such a crazy appearance by the Fallen Demon.

Letting Lin Lingqing decline and freeze to death is the fastest way to kill him without touching the life-bearing soul array.

Mu Qingxue walked behind Fang Zhiyuan.

She raised her hand quietly.

"—Fang Zhiyuan, you!?"

Before the momentum-gathering move fell, Mu Qingxue opened her eyes in disbelief and yelled out.

She clearly saw that the black-clothed fairy who was sitting weakly in the snow and holding the monster in his arms, bit his own wrist fiercely.

Mu Qingxue held her breath in horror.

There were old bite wounds there, and the scars were easily torn.Blood dripped down.

Fang Zhiyuan gasped, enduring bouts of dizziness, and brought his bleeding wrist to Lin Lingqing's lips.

"Brother..."

"Wake up...you wake up, I'll bite you..."

After about two or three breaths, Lin Lingqing's eyelashes twitched twice, perhaps stimulated by the bloody smell lingering at the tip of his nose.

Fang Zhiyuan was pleasantly surprised and flustered, hurriedly and carefully separated Lin Lingqing's cold lips with two fingers, squeezed his jaw open, and let him bite the wound on his wrist.

He was worried that Lin Lingqing didn't even have the strength to bite, so he decided to help his brother bite first.

With great difficulty, Lin Lingqing opened his eyelids a little, sucked with his soft tongue, and swallowed the spirit flow and blood together.

Fang Zhiyuan finally smiled with difficulty, his eyes sparkled, and he said softly: "Slow down, I'll give you everything, slow down..."

The snow is no longer falling in the sky, only the cold long wind is still blowing.In the silence, it may have been a long time, or it may be just the next moment.

"Fang Zhiyuan, you are crazy."

Mu Qingxue gritted her teeth and said coldly.

……

"Fang Zhiyuan, you are crazy."

Also at the same time, in this life's demon realm, the demon monarch watching this scene speaks quietly and sadly.

That jade-like voice travels through the long years, interspersed with the words of Fairy Xuehuang back then.

Immortal Huangyang raised his eyebrows and smiled indifferently, "What's wrong."

I'm crazy and I'm crazy, what's wrong with it.

After all, if you are in my arms now, everything is worth it.

"Let's go, brother, it's time to go. If you want to know the next thing, I will tell you after I return to Xuyun."