Brother, your character is broken

Fu Zhiyan felt that he was going to die.

He didn't have much aura left to swing the sword in his hand, and the sharp teeth of the fierce beast were about to bite off his head, and the stinky mucus dripped with crazy greed and desire to kill.

Shen Du was still buzzing in his hands, as if he didn't understand his master's abnormal behavior.The aura was already circulating on the sword, just waiting for the outcome of the final blow.

Rather than saying that Fu Zhiyan felt that he was going to die, it would be better to say that he didn't want to live anymore.

Although the demon world and the human world have finally reached peace, there are still monsters haunting the border areas of the demon world.In this kind of land, fights are happening everywhere, the soil is abnormally black, and the smell of blood makes people want to vomit.

Fu Zhiyan came here voluntarily, and the outside world thinks he is a fairy and has a heart of pity.

Only he himself knows that he is here to die.

The sound of Shen Du falling to the ground was clear and distant, like a sigh from the depths of the years. Fu Zhiyan looked at the big blood-red eyes of the beast, and a relieved expression appeared on his face.

He deserved to die in such a filthy place, and he longed to use such a filthy body to embrace He Qiu who had turned into a breeze after death.

He Qiu...

Since Fu Zhiyan broke up with He Qiu, the two have not seen each other for several years. During the years when Fu Zhiyan was besieged and suppressed Chu Xiao, he forced himself to return to his original cold-hearted self. After making a bend, he got back on track after being smashed by the rocks.

When I met He Qiu again, it was at a banquet.

He Qiu wore moon-white clothes that day, and he was accompanied by an eight or nine-year-old child who looked like a jade-carved pink jade. He tied his hair with jade hairpins. The warm green color made He Qiu look a bit like a fairy. But when Fu Zhiyan saw his slightly raised eyes, the blood in his body still boiled.

To him, He Qiu is poison and spirits, he secretly thinks about it against the rules.

This banquet was a feast of various sects of cultivators, and there were a lot of people drinking and drinking. He Qiu just sneaked in and wanted to bring Gu Beitang to have a good meal, thinking that the banquet was so big that he might not be able to bump into Fu Zhiyan.

But when he is reciting like this, the ex-boyfriend who has been separated for many years is sitting opposite and staring at you, what should I do, will he be snapped off halfway?

He Qiu felt that his life was the most important thing. If his identity was revealed by Fu Zhiyan at the banquet, this banquet would become a meeting to crusade against him.

Thinking of this, He Qiu took Gu Beitang by the hand and planned to leave the banquet.

Unexpectedly, Fu Zhiyan said unexpectedly, "Why are you walking so fast?"

He Qiu raised his butt a little, and smiled embarrassedly when he heard this sentence: "Thank you, Master Fu, for your concern. My son is going to bed, so I will leave sooner."

The energetic Gu Beitang glanced at He Qiu lightly, as if laughing silently at how poorly he made excuses.

He Qiu looked at the child with such eyes that he really wanted to stuff this immortal fetus back. He had kindly raised an apprentice for a while, but he didn't expect that Gu Beitang's cold temper was almost on par with Fu Zhiyan. At the age of [-], Gu Beitang was like a little old man, always looking as if he could see through the world of mortals.

Fu Zhiyan didn't make things difficult for others, but his eyes turned around the master and apprentice on the opposite side, so that He Qiu felt that the next second he would draw out his sword to punish himself.

"Is it because of me that you are in such a hurry?"

If He Qiu were a cat, the fur on his back would probably explode by now. He swallowed, and looked at Fu Zhiyan carefully, only to find that his eyes were a little blurred, and his face was blushing almost undetectably.

Fu Zhiyan knew that he was drunk and his head was not clear, but he was very persistent, his eyes were fixed on He Qiu's body, and he only wanted to hear an answer.

He Qiu bit the bullet and left the seat, and ran through the crowd as if fleeing for his life. He never thought that Fu Zhiyan would follow him all the way to a secluded place in silence. do what?"

If he had encountered this situation a few years ago, He Qiu would have dared to close his eyes and receive his sword, and he would have died if he died.

But now he still has Gu Beitang to take care of, and Huaixi Pavilion behind him to take care of.

He Qiu became resentful of his life.

Fu Zhiyan stepped forward without saying a word. He Qiu hadn't been here with Fu Zhiyan in this way for many years, so he didn't dare to look up for a moment.

Fu Zhiyan touched his earlobe and rubbed it carefully.

This was his ear that was deafened by Fu Zhiyan's sword strike back then. He Qiu flinched as if remembering the pain at that time.

Fu Zhiyan frowned displeased, as if he was very unwilling to see He Qiu's resistance to him.

Realizing that he was still holding Gu Beitang by his hand, and seeing that the journey was not far from Huaixi Pavilion, He Qiu lowered his head and told Gu Beitang to walk back by himself, and then sent someone to pick him up with his spiritual sense.

At this time, the child showed a sensitivity that was different from ordinary people, and asked him with his face up, "Can you handle it?"

He Qiu looked at Fu Zhiyan's drunken appearance, thinking that drunk people would never pose any threat to him, so he pinched Gu Beitang's face: "Go back quickly."

Fu Zhiyan watched the small figure disappear into a dot, and asked, "Your son?"

He Qiu took a step back to distance himself from him, just when he was embarrassed and didn't know how to speak, he heard Fu Zhiyan hurriedly said: "Who did you have a baby with?!"

The tone was aggrieved, as if she was a village wife who was abandoned by a scumbag.

He Qiu didn't know what to say to his appearance, so he could only say angrily, "I picked it up."

Only then did Fu Zhiyan calm down, and moved to He Qiu's side again. He Qiu had no choice but to sit on the rock with someone, and didn't know how to soothe a drunk person, so he could only wait for time, hoping that he would wake up by himself.

Fu Zhiyan didn't want to wake up, he put his arms around He Qiu's waist, perched on his shoulder like a tired bird that had found a home, and looked at He Qiu without blinking, as if he wanted to carve a person into his flesh and blood.

He Qiu couldn't keep his mouth shut, and was a little angry but complained from the side: "What are you doing here, there are so many people at the banquet, aren't you afraid of being drunk and making a fool of yourself?"

Well, this is a bit like a private meeting with Xiao Qinger, so He Qiu stopped talking about this topic, and continued: "Back then when you said we were separated, I was hiding in hiding for so long, what do you mean by putting your arms around my waist now? "

"Playing hooligans." He Qiu snorted a few times, and when he turned his head to look at Fu Zhiyan, his eyes stuck to him obediently, and looked at him tenderly.

Just like the young Fu Zhiyan, it seems that the whole world has turned into nothingness, only He Qiu in his eyes is real.

He lived within rules and regulations, smoothed his temper, and turned it into a symbol of continuing the glory of the family.

He can't make mistakes, can't have emotions, and can only walk indifferently on the road of pursuing the avenue.

It's just because he has good bones, and the head of Qingfengmen is his father, so he has to be such a puppet.

He Qiu scratched his cheek, feeling a little helpless.

He didn't listen to what Chu Xiao said, and wanted to follow Fu Zhiyan on his own way. He thought that as long as he gave his heart, he could get happiness in exchange.

He Qiu himself has forgotten that Fu Zhiyan's sword is called "Shen Du". How can he be stumbling by love?

He didn't understand love at first, he was originally a monster born from a mass of turbid air between heaven and earth, no one told him that love is so beautiful, but also so heart-piercing.He Qiu sometimes thinks, if he hadn't been picked up by Chu Xiao, he would have done so many wrong things.

But he was born a demon, and he could never stand in front of Fu Zhiyan.

"I'm going back, and you should go back earlier." He Qiu was afraid that he would do something to Fu Zhiyan if he stayed, so he grabbed his hand holding his waist and wanted to get up and leave.

An anxious expression appeared on Fu Zhiyan's face, mixed with some confusion, and then he suddenly woke up and took off his coat.

He Qiu yelled: "You can't do this even when you're drunk, I wouldn't do it in the wild!"

Before he finished speaking, he was covered in his coat, and Fu Zhiyan put the coat on his head.

He Qiu couldn't help laughing, not knowing what the drunk was going to do, so he waited quietly.

In the quiet darkness, Fu Zhiyan's breathing became clearer, and the faint smell of alcohol wafted away, and He Qiu lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

The light leaked from the corner of the lifted coat, He Qiu looked up, and Fu Zhiyan was pinching a corner of the coat to look at him, just like looking at his own bride.

Only then did He Qiu understand what he was doing.

Seeing that He Qiu's eyes were red, Fu Zhiyan suddenly became at a loss, and leaned down to kiss him: "Xiao Qiu..."

He Qiu kissed him back, tasting the faint aroma of wine in his mouth.

"Zhiyan, you must find me in your next life, and I will have a good birth and become a nun in the innocent sect."

"You must find me." He Qiu hadn't cried for a long time, and when he cried, he only shed tears, panting slightly, "It doesn't matter if you don't find me, I'll come to you, you must recognize me."

It's just that they didn't expect at that time that He Qiu didn't even have the chance to reincarnate in the end.

Fu Zhiyan actually wanted to say, don't want him to reincarnate, don't want him to sacrifice again, if possible, he still hopes to take He Qiu back to seclusion.

Fu Zhiyan quietly waited for his own death to come, but he closed his eyes and waited for a while, only to hear the roar of the beast, and the expected pain did not come.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a beast the size of a puppy standing in front of him. Such a small monster made the behemoth frightened.

The little beast's fur was dirty and tangled into a ball, and it made a sound like a kitten meowing. The beast backed away a few steps in fear, and finally turned around and fled.

Fu Zhiyan didn't die, and he didn't expect to be saved by such a little beast.The little beast lifted its short legs and rubbed in front of him, looking at him with dark eyes.

Fu Zhiyan stared at his watery eyes and was stunned.

Isn't this the prototype of He Qiu?

He Qiu once showed his prototype in front of him, it was a small beast with four short legs and two horns growing on its head, the fluffy appearance unexpectedly didn't match his prestigious name.

Because he was born of a wisp of turbid air, there is only one in the world, so Fu Zhiyan was quite impressed with his prototype.

Fu Zhiyan's heart began to beat wildly, which made him feel alive. He tentatively stretched out his hand to the little beast, and the little beast immediately licked his fingers obediently.

"Xiaoqiu?" Fu Zhiyan squirmed his lips and called out the name. He was afraid that he was dreaming, or that he was just thinking too much.

But the little beast wagged its tail and barked, as if responding to his words.

Fu Zhiyan didn't dislike his dirty body, and hurriedly hugged him in his arms. His soft fur and warm body temperature were like a soft dream.

It was He Qiu who came back to look for him.

Fu Zhiyan has only cried three times in his long life.

Once when the baby was crying at birth, once when he broke up with He Qiu, and the third time when he heard Gu Beitang say that He Qiu didn't want him to go to worship his grave.

This is the fourth time now, the little beast nestled safely in his arms, their hearts were beating against each other through the flesh and blood.

Fu Zhiyan suddenly felt that it was good to be alive, he could still love and wait.

The author has something to say:

Originally, I had already set this pair of CPs as be, and the extra episodes were also their past events, which means that it was originally a side-by-side episode...

Later, relatives and friends strongly condemned my behavior, and I read Yanhe's relationship line again under the uneasy conscience.

It's really cruel... so miserable...

so let them he

After so long, I finally finished it!