moonlit night

No matter how unwilling Yue Qingchen was, he struggled desperately to break free, his eyes were red from boiling, the whole bottle of Qianchen was poured down.

The Wangqing water mixed with the icy rainwater dripping from the tips of her hair, descended a thousand feet down her throat, and gradually soaked into her internal organs, completely blurring her vision.

Slowly, Yue Qingchen stopped struggling and relaxed.Zhan Ling let go of him, and he slid to the ground like mud. If it weren't for the heaving of his chest, it would almost make people think that he had gone with Jun Changye.

The Fengshen Saber was broken into three pieces, lying quietly on the ground, completely reduced to a pile of broken copper and rotten iron.The corpse next to the rotten iron has been dragged down by the golden armor to deal with it, maybe it was thrown into the sky directly, maybe its head was cut off and hung in front of the temple, but no matter what, it is insignificant.

The big picture is set.

Yue Qingchen was also lying on the ground, lying between the blood and water left by Jun Changye, but she could no longer feel any warmth.

He remembered that when he was lying in Jun Changye's arms before, the young man's body was so hot and warm, just a kiss was enough to comfort the traveler in the snow and ice.

But now, the hotness and warmth flowed out of that body and merged with the ice and snow.Yue Qingchen felt so cold, so cold, as if he was still lying alone in that ice cave, facing Beiming's endless paleness alone.

Yue Qingchen desperately recalled, trying to find out and hide those memories with Jun Changye in his heart, from the imperial capital, to Kunwu, from Xiaoxiang, to the devil world.But the former dust began to haunt his body, and he felt that his mind was also blank, as if a rag was going back and forth in his mind, erasing all the things he wanted to find.

Gone, all gone.

As for what was left behind, Yue Qingchen didn't know, and was unable to explore.

He only felt that his headache was about to split, and he wished he could grab the ground with his head, causing him to be dripping with blood.

Suddenly, someone held him in his arms and made him surrender to the darkness in front of him.Yue Qingchen refused, and pinched his palm until it was unbearable to look at. A little red line in the blood passed by in an instant, and he suddenly remembered——

That red thread was tied around Li Yuan's wrist by himself before they died together, and the other end was wrapped around his little finger.The gods don't believe in the sky or the earth, but they actually count on a small red thread to protect him and Li Yuan, and they will never be separated from life to life.

The bet they made all those years ago was settled as early as the moment Lin'an knew the truth.

But today is the end.

A ray of golden light broke through the dark clouds and shone on the man in blood.Zhaoya looked up and saw that he was exactly the same as the one who chose him as emperor back then, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Shen Zun, Heaven agrees with your return." He hugged Yue Qingchen horizontally, deliberately ignoring the black bruises spreading from the other party's eyes, and said to himself: "The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, and you will be right when you turn back. You killed the Supreme Demon Realm with your own hands. No, I will help you go back to rest, and then make some preparations to welcome you back to your place."

He didn't expect to get a response, but he heard the man in his arms sneer weakly, raised his index finger tremblingly, and pointed down somewhere impressively.

Everywhere you look, there is boundless red.Everywhere there is annihilation of living beings, fighting everywhere, the normally thriving Six Realms has once again been reduced to a Shura field full of corpses.

"Those who are immortals, who are gods, keep saying that they want to protect the common people, but in the end, because of their own selfish desires, they just sit back and watch the devastation in the world."

Yue Qingchen spoke very slowly, he had to pause after a few words, and at the end, it was almost all breathless, "In this case, Zhaoya, what's the use of saying they want this gods and Buddhas all over the sky? Have the six realms become your cold heavenly palace?"

Zhao Ya hugged him and walked back, shaking his head while walking: "What's the point of sacrificing the lives of some ants? God, when I'm done, I'll give you back the purest Kyushu."

Zhao Ya hugged her so tightly that she almost stretched out the red marks on the shoulders of the person in her arms.He longed to hear Lin'an's voice again, he was so eager to go crazy, he had been looking forward to it for thousands of years, but at this moment he suddenly didn't want to hear it anymore.

However, he still couldn't resist the sound that filled his ears with the wind.

"In the end, you have become the kind of person you hate the most." He could feel Yue Qingchen's knife-like gaze on his face, "You don't believe in God's will at all, you only believe in yourself."

"What is God's will?" Zhao Ya finally tore off all the camouflage of kindness and humility, with a cold and arrogant tone, "I mean God's will. I want to make you a god, and no one can stop me."

Behind them, Zhan Ling watched the pair of figures go away with extremely complicated expressions.He forced himself to look away, but was quickly attracted to a certain place in the lower realm, and stared at that point for a long, long time.

Zhao Ya didn't bring Yue Qingchen back to Taishi Hall, but took him to Xuanxiao Hall, and took him to an ice room deep in the hall.

An ice coffin hangs high in the ice room, and the frozen man inside the coffin looks peaceful, as if he just fell asleep.But if you look carefully, you will find that it is just a phantom, carefully spliced ​​​​by countless small fragments of the soul, and there is no sign of life.

Zhao Ya gently placed Yue Qingchen on the coffin, and started to untie his clothes.Along the way, Yue Qingchen managed to gather some strength, Zhaoya just let go of the clamp, and wanted to take the opportunity to make a move, but the other party raised his hand and waved him to stay on the spot, allowing Zhaoya to do whatever he wanted.

The outer shirt, middle jacket, inner jacket, and the last layer of fig leaf were also uncovered.All the clothes fell below the shoulders, and every inch of exposed skin shivered from the cold.

Yue Qingchen gritted her teeth, shivering unconsciously, but was held down by Zhao Ya behind her.The latter stared at the plum blossom-shaped scar on his shoulder that had already healed, the blood in his eyes gradually covered the sky, and his eyes were almost devouring.

That was the imprint left by Jun Changye on his shoulders after Wan Gurusi's one-night love affair.To remind him never to forget what happened between them.

"How dare he treat you like this." Zhao Ya's tone was so cold that it seemed to be mixed with ice slag in the coffin, and there was a bit of gnashing of teeth: "He treated you like this, but you still can't forget him. God, you have changed. "

After finishing speaking, he reached out his hand mercilessly and tore off the scarred piece of flesh with a "stab".Afterwards, he covered it with his palm, and when he took it away again, Yue Qingchen's bloody shoulder was as smooth as before, and there was no trace of a scar in the past.

He wanted to completely erase all the traces left by Jun Changye to the gods.

During the process, Yue Qingchen kept his eyes closed, his body trembling because of the humiliation and pain, and he felt Zhao Ya's hand move from his back to his chest, as softly as if he was stroking a rare copy.

A thought suddenly popped up from the bottom of my heart, and it gradually spread like wildfire.Yue Qingchen suddenly opened his eyes, two points of surprise, five points of disgust, and three points of pleasure in revenge.

After wiping off all the scars, Zhao Ya didn't immediately put on Yue Qingchen's clothes, but let him leave them open, but lowered his head and said softly:

"Becoming a god requires 'the essence of the sky, the essence of the earth, the soul of the mountain and the sea'. I have put all the pearls I found in Guixu Sea Eye back then, and used the heaven and the earth as a furnace to refine an elixir for the god. The god Take it first, have a good sleep, and then wake up, everything will pass."

While speaking, the elixir had already appeared in his palm, Zhao Ya raised his head, wanting to send the elixir to Yue Qingchen's lips.

There was a trace of unease hidden in his seemingly calm expression.Although Zhao Ya was trying his best to cover it up, Yue Qingchen had guessed Zhao Ya's thoughts, and would never let go of any clues.

It turned out that he was not the only one who tried his best to conceal what was in his heart in front of people today.

The elixir had reached his mouth, but Yue Qingchen didn't open his mouth. Instead, he tilted his head back slightly and looked at Zhaoya coldly.

"Everyone in the world has hobbies. Some are greedy for money, some are greedy for sex. It's fine for you to be ruthless, but you just can't see other people's affection." He said, "Zhaoya, what's wrong with you?"

"It's not someone else." Zhao Ya shook his head, with gloom in his eyes.Seeing that Yue Qingchen refused to cooperate, he went up to open his mouth and forced the elixir in.

"Not everyone is qualified to practice the ruthless way." Zhao Ya didn't mean to be joking at all, "God, you are the only one who must practice."

The word love is the most murderous.

I can't bear to see you suffer.

The elixir melted in the mouth, Yue Qingchen wanted to spit it out, but couldn't, so he had to swallow it with difficulty.Zhao Ya stared at his flushed face, as if he had suddenly fallen into some kind of confusion, he bent down and touched Yue Qingchen's trembling lips with his fingers.Seeing that the other party seemed to be out of breath, he hugged him slowly, but after a certain moment, he let go of him suddenly as if in shock, and flung his sleeves back.

The fingertips still had that soft warmth.

Hot, too hot, is this the taste of love?

Zhaoya shook his head, shook his head vigorously, desperately pressed his fingers on the ice coffin and wiped it, trying to shake off the temperature from his heart, but Yue Qingchen grabbed his hand and took it straight to his clothes.

Zhao Ya was completely stunned, not understanding what he wanted to do, until his fingertips touched the cold white of the opponent's shoulder again, then he hurriedly tried to break free.

But in a panic, he looked at Qingchen last month with very clear eyes.

"Don't you want me? Don't you dare to touch me? Why don't you dare to touch me?" As if accusing and questioning, there is ironclad evidence in front of you, and the truth cannot be discussed at all, "Zhaoya, your Dao heart has been subverted, don't deny it , you are attached to me, isn’t this another kind of obstacle? You must die from Li Yuan, isn’t it because you are jealous of Li Yuan, and you are so jealous that you are about to go crazy!”

subversion?

envy?

Do not make jokes.

Do not make jokes.

Zhaoya's expression remained unchanged, and he fixed Yue Qingchen, who had finally broken through the shackles, on the spot again, took the divine clothes that had been prepared and covered him, laid it flat on the ice coffin, and finally activated the formation, leading the coffin The inner soul merges with it.

After everything was ready, Zhao Ya took a few steps back, turned around and rushed out of the ice room.

Angry, ashamed, self-loathing and self-abandoning, his moral heart was stained with dust, a wave of emotions that had not been seen for a long time rushed to his face, and it was so turbulent that he was easily defeated.

Zhaoya ran to a place where there was no one in one breath, drew out his sword, chopped off his hand that had just touched Yue Qingchen, then knelt down on the ground, threw the sword, and held on to the railing tightly.

A new hand quickly grew from the broken place, and he wanted to cut it again.But as soon as he raised the sword, someone rushed up from behind and hugged him tightly.

"Emperor!" Zhan Ling was almost roaring. Seeing that the other party was deaf and wanted to pick up the sword, his voice could not help but raised a bit, "Zhaoya! What are you doing? Do you know what you are doing?! "

Zhaoya jumped up, pushed him back to the ground, and punched Zhanling directly in the face a few times.Years of doubts were piled up with resentment, and it all turned upside down.

He looked directly into Zhan Ling's eyes, and asked forcefully, "I've been wondering from the very beginning that you have stayed by my side for so many years, yet you don't want anything. Zhan Ling, tell me, what are you plotting?"

Zhan Ling was silent, his eyes were heavy, and he was dodging subconsciously.

Zhao Ya never gave him another chance to fool around:

"Do you have some filthy thoughts about me too, huh?"