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The streets are bustling with people, and from a distance, the river is full of candles, it seems that the galaxy has plunged into the world.

They were in the attic on the other side of the river overlooking the river bank. The night in the south of the Yangtze River in October was already a little cool.

Lin Qinghe's restlessness became more and more intense, the scorching light on his forehead was already hard to suppress, and his misty blue pupils became more and more gloomy, as if they were filled with the dark blue night.

Jiang Lizhou could clearly feel the chaotic atmosphere around him, and stretched out his hand to pull him: "Is it uncomfortable?"

Lin Qinghe shook his hand in turn, tried to calm down the inner government, and then replied softly after a while: "It's okay."

This restless feeling is all too familiar. He knows that he has guarded the silent spring for too long, and his resentment towards that thing grows together with the demons in his heart, but he has always let the demons in his heart exist, wishing to die together.

Although the backlash of the inner demon is almost every day, it does not pose any threat, and there is nothing that can make him die or live recently.

The trip to the south of the Yangtze River was ecstatic to him, but now the unreasonable demons suddenly appeared, which made him extremely uneasy.

Jiang Lizhou was silent for a moment, then said, "Shall we make an agreement?"

Lin Qinghe's voice was hoarse: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Lizhou raised his eyebrows: "After this is over, how about one person confessing to one thing?"

Lin Qinghe's eyes flickered: "What do you want to know?"

Jiang Lizhou smiled: "It's too much, I'll ask when the time comes—you don't need to ask me, I'll take the initiative to confess something to you, will you make a deal?"

Lin Qinghe coughed lightly: "Let's talk about it."

Jiang Lizhou teased him: "What do you mean by talking again? What are you talking about about one sentence?"

Lin Qinghe didn't answer, and asked again: "Then what do you want to confess?"

Jiang Lizhou clicked his tongue: "Changing the subject?"

Before Lin Qinghe could speak, Jiang Lizhou said again: "It's too unfair. You even met me when I was a child. You don't want to ask me a thing. Tsk, you're just being old."

Lin Qinghe was almost choked to death by his words.

Based on past and present lives, Jiang didn't even know how much older he was, so he was quite proud when he said this without blushing.

Jiang Lizhou sighed: "Senior, it's not kind to bully the junior."

Jiang Lizhou suddenly realized that being young is a good thing, and acting like a spoiled child seems natural.

Lin Qinghe was so choked by him that he couldn't speak for a long time. He had seen it before when he couldn't even change his shape.

Lin Qinghe said sullenly for a long time: "Then what do you want?"

Jiang Lizhou deeply felt the advantages of being young, but he didn't realize that it was only because of his thick skin.

Jiang Lizhou smiled: "Didn't you just say that? You still want to play tricks? That's the power of the juniors, and the adults want to grab it from me?"

Lin Qinghe said helplessly: "I remember, is it okay to promise?"

Jiang Lizhou was about to open his mouth, but Lin Qinghe immediately interrupted him: "Stop pretending to be young! You are already 20 years old anyway, and mortals are already fathers at this age."

Jiang Lizhou replied lazily: "I'm a monk, not a mortal. Besides, if I want to be a father, then you can't have children."

Lin Qinghe: "..."

Lin Qinghe: "Skip this topic..."

Jiang Lizhou suddenly felt that his reaction was quite funny, reached out to touch his abdomen, and smiled: "Then go back and give me a baby."

Lin Qinghe slapped his hand off, and snorted coldly: "Go back and pick up a kitten and puppy to keep them. There are boundless spells, and it's not difficult to make them call daddy."

Jiang Lizhou suddenly reached out to touch his cheek, Lin Qinghe was puzzled: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Lizhou said calmly, "Touch your face to see if it's hot."

Lin Qinghe: "..." This is really a hooligan!

Jiang Lizhou felt a rush of spiritual power, as if it was a part of himself, but there was an obvious sense of distance.

Jiang Lizhou turned his head and asked him, "Is there anything in front?"

Lin Qinghe looked towards the river, and there were still flickering candles all over the river, and crowded crowds, and nothing unusual could be seen.

Then he asked him again: "Did you feel something?"

Jiang Lizhou smiled: "It's weird, I seem to feel myself."

Lin Qinghe frowned: "There are too many people now, and the atmosphere is very mixed. If two foreign races mix together, it may be difficult to be discovered."

Jiang Lizhou took out a palm-sized pan from his body: "Then try this, it's been a long time since I haven't used it, I almost forgot about it."

Yao Pan is not a magical tool, Taoist cultivators have one, and they have used it in Liuli Town before, and they usually take it out for practice after they have just started.

It's been a long time since Jiang Lizhou's Yao pan was brought out, mainly because he didn't need it, and when he really needed to use it, his younger brother would do it for him, and he took it out today in a strange way, wanting to bring this old antique out to the world.

The needle on the Yaopan didn't move at all, and Jiang Lizhou wondered if it was rusted after not being used for a long time.

Jiang Lizhou raised his hand to inject his true energy a few times, but the needle still remained stubbornly motionless.

Jiang Lizhou raised his eyebrows: "How can such a big place have no evil spirits at all, is this thing broken?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and raised Shang Ting, wanting to burn the iron bump, but the Yao Pan turned around quickly, indicating that he was not broken, and then drooped.

Jiang Lizhou wondered, "Hey, what's going on?"

Lin Qinghe's eyebrows were full of impatient sullenness, and he rubbed the center of his brows: "Go and have a look."

Although Qiandeng Town is not the most prosperous and lively area in the Jiangnan area, the River Lantern Festival in October is the only one, so there will be many people coming to join in the fun. At this time, Qiandeng Town can even catch up with the grand scene of the New Year’s Eve up.

Jiang Lizhou dragged him through the crowd, jokingly said, "This can't still be an illusion."

Lin Qinghe's face was full of irritability, and he whispered: "There are too many people, find a quiet place."

They jumped up and sat on the roof of a restaurant, and they could see the wine flags of the store swaying slowly in the night wind, and they could also see the bustling crowd under their feet.

Jiang Lizhou felt that his mood seemed to be extremely unstable, so he sat quietly with him, holding his hand from time to time.

Suddenly, exclamations came from the crowd, and they all looked at the sky in amazement.

Jiang Lizhou tugged at Lin Qinghe and told him to look up, only to find that the western sky was startled by a large fiery red cloud in the night, as if a big fire had been burning from the sky, billowing in without smoke.

A rough male voice in the crowd sighed: "Could it be that there are really undead crossing?"

An old man was heard whispering: "Seeing red clouds in the night sky may be a bad omen."

People on the street chatted for a long while, saying everything, but no one left in panic.

Jiang Lizhou sounded amused, and said: "If you open your mouth in life, it means that the world will be broken. If this real disaster doesn't fall on yourself, you won't learn to be afraid."

Lin Qinghe's brows were scorching, with irritability and disgust on his lips: "Ordinary people will never learn to stop, they think they are the spirit of all things, but they are just like ants on boiling water when they encounter some natural disasters and man-made disasters, and they are so curious. "

Jiang Lizhou frowned: "What are you talking about? Curiosity is born in life, and it's annoying you."

The corners of Lin Qinghe's eyes twitched up, and there was a bit of sarcasm: "But it's time to grow up desperately. Anyway, human lives are worthless, and no one cares about one more or one less."

Jiang Lizhou's expression became serious: "What's the matter with you? Why are you so bitter today?"

Lin Qinghe chuckled: "Am I wrong? Want to teach me a lesson again?"

Jiang Lizhou was blocked by his troubles: "When did I teach you a lesson? You talk..."

"How? What's wrong with my talking?"

Jiang Lizhou let out a long breath, and tried to talk to him as calmly as possible: "You are Linyun Mountain Monarch, you are a god admired by the world, and mortals naturally have countless bad habits and bad roots, but you are a god, and these trivial things you said are worthless." What's wrong with you?"

Lin Qing and Neifu's Spiritual Qi were scrambling, and the sea of ​​consciousness was in chaos. He flicked his hand away, and said coldly: "You didn't force that on me, who cares!"

Jiang Lizhou was startled suddenly, and raised his hand to probe his sea of ​​consciousness. Lin Qinghe immediately fought back, like an enraged lion.

He stood up abruptly, black mist seemed to be lingering in his blue pupils, he said coldly, "Whoever likes to do this god, whoever is admired by the world, you are afraid that if you die, no one cares about the silent spring, you just Caring about your people, your world, what does that have to do with me!"

All of Lin Qinghe's memories have been misplaced and confused to the extreme. At this time, he is not in Jiangnan, but in Wuchen Valley.

The adjacent Linyun Mountain went from chaos to calm, and the dazzling gods pierced the sky, and the little deer, which was thrown alone in Wuchen Valley, was still holding its forehead in joy.

The man blew himself up into fireworks after leaving empty promises.

He is a cheated, abandoned pet.

Lin Qinghe probably didn't expect that he hated him before.

The hatred is unforgettable and painful.

He took the Linyun Mountain Divine Seal that Yan Zhong handed over, not silently, but furiously.

The things that were not done at that time were all exploded in the phantom of memory at this time.

His heart ached like being stirred by a sharp knife, and he fell to his knees uncontrollably.

The aura around him was chaotic and strong, like a strong wind that could overturn a ship weighing thousands of stones. Jiang Lizhou tried to step forward to help him, but he couldn't get close to him.

The veins on Lin Qinghe's neck suddenly popped up, he roared for a while, and the black tiles on the surrounding houses were startled and cracked.

Jiang Lizhou was extremely flustered. At this moment, the street suddenly became silent, and he couldn't even feel a trace of life.

Jiang Lizhou was startled to feel that something was wrong, and Lin Qinghe's arrogance of being slaughtered made him even more worried.

Then he made up his mind to raise Shang Ting, waved a divine fire, slowly wrapped around his body, and suppressed the aura around him as much as possible.

When he approached, he felt several sharp knives piercing through his body, one after another were actually scratched on his body, and blood oozes out after a while.

He lowered his body to hug him, and a mist brushed past his face, drawing a bloody gash on his side.

Lin Qinghe seemed to smell the strong smell of blood on his body, calmed down a little, and even slowly came to his face and licked his wound.

The clothes on Jiang Lizhou's body were scratched in many places, and his whole body looked like a bloody beggar.

Only then did Jiang Lizhou let go of his heart, and said with a smile: "It seems that I really hate me, do I need to drink my blood to relieve my hatred?"

When his voice fell, Lin Qinghe really opened his mouth and bit him, biting his side face bloody in an instant.

Jiang Lizhou gasped, wanted to push him away, then put down his hand, with cold sweat on his forehead, and whispered in a trembling voice, "Can biting a piece of my meat relieve my anger? If not, I'll bite you on the other side too."

Lin Qinghe just opened his mouth with astonishing strength, and after a while he loosened his mouth trembling all over, otherwise he could really tear off a piece of flesh.

Jiang Lizhou was in so much pain that he reached out his hand to stop the bleeding, grinned his teeth and said, "If this is disfiguring, I will have to rely on you, and I won't do it."

There was a sudden wind behind his ears, Jiang Lizhou stretched out his hand to grab Lin Qinghe and rolled to the side, the roof tiles exploded instantly, and the sound of the wind followed closely, Jiang Lizhou gritted his teeth, pulled Lin Qinghe and jumped off the roof.

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My face hurts... (covering my face for the nth time)