The devil attacks me every day

cold.

It's cold.

Biting cold.

Leaning against the ice rock, Zhuang Nanhai's fingers became stiff little by little.He hugged the person in his arms stiffly, the wind whizzed past, most of it was blocked by his body, only a small part got into his arms, and the young man's face became paler when it was blown.

The will is getting more and more depressed.

Time is getting harder and harder.

Obviously knowing that there is only [-]% certainty, it is obvious that I can't hold on anymore.

Zhuang Nanhai bit the tip of his tongue hard, forcing himself to wake up, calling the young man's name again and again.

"Meng Qi'an, Qi An, Xiaoqian...wake up, Xiaoqian..."

One call after another, like a ray of warm air pouring into the cold cellar, so precious and untouchable.

Meng Qi'an only felt that his eyelids were heavy.

Most of his body has been frozen into ice, only the extravagant warmth is continuously coming from his back.

The call in his ears became more and more clear, he was finally awakened, and slowly opened his eyes.

So warm.

The warm place on the back was throbbing vigorously.Plop, plop, is the warmth and strength that Zhuang Nanhai's heart gave him.

"It's so cold..." He shrank his neck, his voice trembling.

Zhuang Nanhai hugged him tighter: "Don't sleep."

Meng Qi'an felt extremely uncomfortable.

His viscera were burning due to internal injuries, his limbs were stiff due to the cold, but if waking up and being alive was what Zhuang Nanhai required of him, he would not be able to sleep any longer.

He nodded weakly: "Let's talk about something...so sleepy..."

Zhuang Nanhai's numb fingers subconsciously stroked the young man's shoulder, lowered his head slightly, and approached his ear, and said softly: "When everything is over, what do you want to do?"

He seems to have asked himself this question.

Meng Qi'an's head was a little dull due to the cold, and he blinked: "Live..."

In the past, he didn't seem to have the answer, but at this moment, he only thought of the simplest, but extremely difficult future.

"Ha..." Zhuang Nanhai laughed, "Of course I'm alive. You and I, and your sister, we're all alive. In that case, what do you want to do the most?"

Meng Qi'an was stunned again.

If he could really get out alive with Zhuang Nanhai and meet his sister again, he would be happy in whatever he did.

He thought for a while, and answered seriously: "Then I want to open a restaurant called...Shanzhen Pavilion, and each of the Five Elements and Spiritual Domains will open a restaurant..."

The man's pleasant laughter came from the ear: "Why?"

"Make money." Meng Qi'an was envious of Sujiang's Shanhai Pavilion, and kept dropping spirit stones into his pocket all day long.

Since you are with your loved ones, you should live a good life.

But when he heard Zhuang Nanhai laughing, he felt a little embarrassed, and added: "It's not bad for Shu Shi to sleep on the stream, to sit on the bed and drink the moon."

The man hugged him tighter, and said softly: "No need. The days of retreat are too monotonous, I'm afraid you'll be bored."

The young man shook his head in his arms: "No, with you and sister, I wouldn't be bored...But, if everything is over, will you...become Wan Tingzong's disciple again? Born Supreme Zhuang Qing..."

And can't stay by my side?

Meng Qi'an couldn't ask the second half of the sentence, and lowered his eyes a little lonely.

Zhuang Nanhai never thought that Meng Qi'an would ask himself such a question.

Ask him about the source of his worries lately.

His eyes also became a bit bleak: "Zun Tao and Senior Su Jiang both called me Qing'er... Although I didn't refuse, I felt that there was something... very strange."

Meng Qi'an blinked, the cold snowflakes melted on his eyelashes, it was cool and itchy.

"What's weird?" he asked.

"It's as if what they saw was not me." Zhuang Nanhai's voice was very soft, but Meng Qi'an could hear him trembling.

"They are looking at Zhuang Qing, but I am not exactly him."

The part of him who was Zhuang Qing was dead, but everyone treated him special because of Zhuang Qing.

Tao Zun is, Su Jiang is, Meng Qi'an is also...

He didn't know why he was always worrying about gains and losses recently.

Every time I think back to the first time I met Mo Yuan in the Mirror Realm, Meng Qi'an saw him for the first time.

His eyes are complex and heartbreaking.

It's looking at the former friend, the person who used to depend on each other for life and death.

It's not him, Zhuang Nanhai.

"For you." Zhuang Nanhai's voice trembled, "Who is Zhuang Qing, and who am I?"

The body temperature drops little by little.

Lying in Zhuang Nanhai's arms, Meng Qi'an felt the warmth of another person unreservedly dedicating himself, blocking all wind, frost, rain and snow outside.

There was an answer also lying in his heart, but he didn't know how to explain it.

The conversation between the two passed through the thick ice and fell into the ears of nearly ten thousand monks imprisoned under the ice sheet.

A Taoist cultivator was stunned, and poked Su Yaowei: "Really Su, you know your little uncle and that boy..."

The relationship...isn't it normal?

Although the conversation between the two is not explicit, there is always something... beyond the limit of friends.

Unexpectedly, Su Yaowei nodded calmly: "Meng Zhao is a good boy, I am very satisfied."

The monks: "???"

No... not!

They didn't say that Meng Zhao was not a good boy. The key is, isn't the gender a bit wrong?

There was a brave man who silently mentioned the word homosexual Taoist couple, and Su Yaowei got a cold look at him.

He opened the bone fan with a swish, and smashed it on the palm of his hand: "Fengyin's Daoist Kang Yuan and Ding Sheng are Taoist couples, Mohe's Zhang Qingyu has a great relationship with Huo Mingyue, and Qi Ye's real person went to Wuya to go to Longtan in order to reunite his adoptive father." Yan Congxi can even give up his life for the sake of his best friend—why can’t my little uncle be with Meng Zhao?"

All Taoist cultivators once again: "???"

Looking at each other, unbelievable!

Dare Su Yaowei, after hearing so much gossip, is he just waiting to use it today?

·

Shu Cangzhu rubbed his eyebrows.

The fragrance of phoenix flowers around me is getting stronger and stronger, as thick as the day Liuli died.

He doesn't know why he keeps thinking of her today, her appearance, her smile, her tears, and her last extravagant wish...

His eyes were sore and swollen, he closed his eyes and exhaled a foul breath, then slowly opened them.

In the distance, a woman stood under the fluttering wine flag.She is petite and petite, and she can't see her face clearly.

After a while, she came out from the darkness.

A palm-sized face with curved eyebrows.

There is a five-petal red plum embedded between her eyebrows, her facial features are beautiful and seductive, and when she smiles, it seems that the air becomes sweeter.

That peach-like face was getting closer and closer, and every swaying step seemed to be stepping on Shu Cangzhu's heart.

"A Yuan." She smiled, her eyebrows curved, "A Yuan, it's me."

With a smile, she walked towards herself across the long street.

Walking and walking, one became two, then four, eight...

In all directions, countless swaying women walked towards him with sweet smiles, each of them was so real that Shu Cangzhu was startled.

"Liu, Liuli?" He murmured.

The woman who appeared first came to him at some point, and stretched out a small hand to him: "Ah Yuan, come on, hurry up."

Her voice, her smile, even the smell of phoenix flowers in her breath, everything defeated Shu Cangzhu's defense line.

He knew she was a fake, but he still stretched out his hand.

The little hand he was holding turned into air, and that sweet smile shattered and turned into little stars, flying around.

"A Yuan."

"A Yuan... come here."

"Ah Yuan, can you give me a hug..."

"A Yuan!"

"A Yuan..."

One sound after another, the sound entered the soul.

Shu Cangzhu couldn't help but hugged her head, bit her back teeth and said, "Get out... get out! You're not her, no!"

His Liuli has not been resurrected yet, his Liuli is the most well-behaved and lovely woman in the world, she will not be entangled like the phantom in front of her eyes, causing headaches!

A pair of hands passed through the waist.

The man's speed was very fast, Shu Cangzhu immediately opened his eyes, and saw a bearded man holding an old red sachet in his hand, standing on the opposite eaves.

He suddenly looked at his waist——

gone, gone!His treasure is gone!

He rushed towards the opposite person like crazy, but saw that the sachet in that person's hand was in danger under the pressure of spiritual power.

"Try it." The man said, "A Yuan, if you still want to get her."

He had heard this voice for hundreds of years.

Just as Shu Cangzhu was about to speak, there was another sharp pain in his head, like a long needle piercing his soul.Pressing his hands on his temples, he said forcefully, "I actually fell into your ways..."

When did it start?

Cong Zhuang Nanhai and Meng Qi'an took the initiative to appear in front of him?

Since the two of them stepped into the mustard space step by step, they were constantly injured and lingering... Since he started to relax his vigilance, and since the smell of phoenix flowers became stronger and stronger?

He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Li Shiqi, Li Shiqi! You have been waiting for this opportunity for so many years, right?"

If other Taoist cultivators were present, they would definitely be surprised by the name Li Shiqi mentioned by Shu Cang Zhu!

Who is Li Shiqi?

He is a Daoist sage, and the Taoism created by him is countless, and the rune formations changed because of him are all recorded in the ancient books of Daoxiu.He is a Taoist saint who has already shocked the world before the death of the dragon. After ten thousand years, he is still regarded as a wise man by countless people as a Taoist monk!

And he, hadn't he already died?

Li Qiqi raised the sachet in his hand and said, "Yes, A Yuan. I have been waiting.

"Waiting for you to succeed soon, waiting for the moment when you have the chance to win and let go of your vigilance—the two little friends are just trying their best to attract your attention. I didn't expect that you still like to look down on others so much."

Li Shiqi saw that Shu Cang Zhu's spirit was spilling out little by little after being pierced, and shook his head: "Ah Yuan, don't be so excited. You must know that your spirit is riddled with holes. If you continue to go crazy like this, you will die."

The moment Zhuang Nanhai and Meng Qi'an fell into the urn automatically, this fatal situation had already begun to be laid.

Shu Cangshu has been persistent for thousands of years because of the word Liuli, and will lose everything because of the word Liuli.

When they returned to Middle-earth, they didn't bring the painting with them. They didn't want her to be involved in the final battle. Who would have thought that they would meet Li Qiqi, the one who knew Shu Cang Zhu the most and also knew the shortcomings of Shu Cang Zhu the most? people.

So, while Zhuang Nanhai and Meng Qi'an used their lives as bait to lure Shu Cangzhu to relax his vigilance, Su Jiang communicated with Eci, allowing Eci to slowly affect Shu Cangzhu's state of mind thousands of miles away through his own soul that is the same as Liuli .

And what Shu Cangzhu would not perceive, the former Daoist Saint Zunli Seventeen, after ensuring that he entered the set, became the last straw that overwhelmed him.

Shu Cangzhu doesn't care about underestimation, failure, or death!His eyes were red with madness, and he stared at the sachet in Li Shiqi's hand: "Give it back to me!"

If it wasn't for the fear that Li Qiqi would damage it, Shu Cangzhu would have snatched it back even if his mind and soul were gone!

"Are you worthy?" Li Shiqi's eyes became cold, "Liuli's life fire, do you deserve it?"

Are you worthy?

Does it match?

When he used to be a servant, when he climbed over the humiliating orgasm in a lowly and despicable way, that person also spat and scolded him: "Are you worthy?"

The former A Yuan was indeed unworthy.

But he is no longer A Yuan, he is Shu Cang Zhu, the holy medicine cultivator revered by everyone in Liuhe!He is worthy of anyone, he is worthy of everything he wants!

"Whether you deserve it or not is up to you!" A gap was opened by Xici, and then his body became a little swayed by the soul that became riddled with holes. Shu Cang took two steps back and spit out two mouthfuls of blood.

Liuli's smile seemed to appear in front of his eyes again.

Sitting in the elegant stone pavilion, she fiddled with the guqin on the table, and muttered: "Practicing the piano is so troublesome... A Yuan, why don't I teach you? Once you learn it, you can pretend that I have been playing the piano~ "

In the long years that followed, he learned to play the piano and write music.

He would play the piano for her every month and month, but he would never hear that soft praise again: "Ah Yuan plays the piano really well!"

Can't hear it anymore.

"A Yuan." Li Shiqi stretched out his hand, and the sachet lay quietly in his rough palm.

"She has re-entered reincarnation, why do you call her back?"

Shu Cangzhu had a splitting headache due to the broken spirit, and crushed the tiles with his palm on the roof: "No... I want her back, I want—"

Bang!

The sachet was broken.

The swaying, peach-like fire of life was also shattered.

Turning into fireflies, turning into stars, turning into all the most beautiful things in the world scattered around Li Shiqi, lovingly and carefully, nestling beside him.

But the time has come.

The most beautiful fireflies in the world drifted away with the wind, flew into the air, hit a few Xuan'er, and then disappeared in the wind.

"You—" Shu Cangzhu coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, "You killed her!"

Li Shiqi let the wind blow through the leftover sachet powder dotted in his palm.

"No." He shook his head, "I let her go. You've imprisoned her for ten thousand years, and she's already tired."

Otherwise, he wouldn't have escaped even a little bit, even if he was attached to a peach tree, he would have to be reborn.

Shu Cangzhu's originally cold eyes were filled with rage and pain, and he became hysterical: "Li Shiqi! I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Su Jiang, who was hidden in the dark, moved his lips slightly.

Then the endless memories about Liuli escaped from the gap in Shu Cangzhu's mind and soul, pulling away from his body bit by bit.

"Don't...don't!" His large white robe was waving in the air, struggling and recovering, and then he stepped into the air and fell to the ground.

His forehead was scratched, his face was covered with dust, and his black hair was scattered.

And Shu Cangzhu didn't seem to realize it.

All his cherished pictures disappeared one by one, and all his attachments and demands disappeared.His eyes were red, and spiritual energy surged out of his body, everything that Guo Lu touched was directly crushed into fine powder due to the manic spiritual power.

After tearing down the long city wall and knocking down countless stalls left on the long street, he howled and cried bitterly, and then became another person, crazy and insane.

·

Shu Cangzhu is crazy.

The mind and soul are shattered, and the body is alive.

Li Shiqi did not kill him.

Seeing his white clothes falling to the ground and turning gray, seeing his golden face covered with blood and tears, seeing him repeating and howling some words he couldn't understand, Li Shiqi spat out a deep breath. Taking a deep breath, he took out a red sachet from his sleeve.

That sachet must have been rubbed by people from time to time, it seems that it has been placed for many years, and it is very old.

And in this sachet, there is locked a life fire that is as brilliant as a peach blossom and constantly flickering.

When a person is on the verge of madness, even if it's just an illusion, he can't tell the difference.

Li Shiqi tightened the sachet in his palm.

Even though she has re-entered reincarnation, to him, she is still a faith that can be steadfast for thousands of years.

"Liuli..." His voice was extremely soft, and he rubbed the small sachet with the stubble on his face, "Son, let's go home."

·

Li Shiqi and Su Jiang entered the mustard space and released nearly ten thousand Taoist cultivators who were trapped under the ice field, and everyone supported each other and walked to the outside world.

Obviously, I have never felt the air is sweet.

Obviously, everything you can see is the most common.

"It's so good." A monk couldn't stop wiping tears, "It's so beautiful."

There are so many wonderful things in this world, they haven't seen enough yet.

The snowstorm in Mustard Space, which lost the control of Shu Cangzhu, has stopped.

Meng Qi'an waited until the stiffness in his body subsided, and stood up first.

"Zhuang Nanhai." He stretched out his hand to the people beside him who had gone through countless difficulties side by side, "Come."

Zhuang Nanhai saw a different light from his eyes than usual.

"Didn't you ask me, to me, who is Zhuang Qing, and who are you?"

The young man is carrying the light behind his back, and the sun is shining outside the mustard space.

The blue ice field and the overlap of light and shadow made the boy's bright face even more dreamy, as if it were pearls.

"For me, Zhuang Qing is my friend and my benefactor."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, bent down and took Zhuang Nanhai's hand actively, and smiled.

There was only Zhuang Nanhai's reflection in his crooked eyebrows.

"And you are my guardian, my lover."

-Complete-

The author has something to say: So far, the text is over.Fanwai will drop irregularly from tomorrow.

[The following is a long testimonial at the end of the book, you can skip it]

This is my first danmei novel and the second completed novel in my life.

When I wrote the article, I was still holding on to the nature of the game. The main line of the outline was only half, and the Xueji sect was in chaos.

In the second half of the book, there is only one sentence in the outline: Go to Huanyun, return to Qiankun Domain, fight, end.

It was also when I wrote about Xueji Chaos that I finally got 500 collections, was able to enter the VIP list, and earned thousands of words, allowing more people to see my article.

Although I don't have many readers, every reader follows my articles with sincerity and leaves serious comments for me.

Seeing such comments, I feel that the original setting is too thin and the story is too mediocre.

So I started to change the direction of the later story, without conflicting with all the foreshadowing in the previous article.

For example, Meng Qinxie was originally set up as a vicious female supporting role, but she has her own soul and sacrificed her life for the sake of her blood relatives.

For example, Gu Shan’s setting is to become a CP with He Yu, He Yu will reject Gu Shan for Yuan Jin, and Gu Shan will die because of He Yu (the paper burner in the last words was originally there, it was very sensational, and later changed to a funny version).

For example, Huai Xianjun's original setting was pure evil, doing all kinds of bad things to persecute the protagonist.As I was writing, many question marks popped up in my mind.Why does he persecute the protagonist?Why do those things?Motivation?

So I added more stories for him in the later stage, not to whitewash, but just to make him come out of the paper, become full and round, and become a real person.Rather than the flimsy word 'villain'.

So the role of Ji Ningsha was added.

Originally, Ji Ningsha was just a nympho tool person, but in order to deepen the entanglement for thousands of years, I changed it to another identity of Huai Xianjun.

For example, Su Yaowei was originally just a melon eater, maybe because his name is nice, I unconsciously added drama to him.

For example, Shu Liuming and Meng Zhile never met again.

Another example is the appearance of Sang Jiu.Xu Xiaofei's original setting was to die at the hands of Shu Cangzhu. I felt a little wronged, so I wrote Sang Jiu, a poor girl who carried more than 1000 lives of the Sang family, and made Xu Xiaofei's death a cause and effect, a redemption.

There are many, many settings that have been changed... I can't remember it right now.I just remember that every night I lost my hair in order to complete one after another foreshadowing. After all, I didn't have an outline in the later stage...it was very embarrassing.

However, it is better than what I wrote in the previous period, which I did not expect!

Of course, this is better in my unilateral opinion, ahem.

It has exceeded my expectations, and I have created a character I am satisfied with. It is a book that makes me have no regrets. I will try my best~

This book has more than 50 words from the original "Prisoner's Way" and then "Not a Half Immortal but a True Immortal" to the final "The Devil Raids Me Everyday". It has changed three names and three styles, and it is also in the readers' hearts. In the comments, I slowly learned how to make the text more vivid and add some sand sculpture elements.

It's a book that has taught me a lot.

Xiaoqian, Zhuang Nanhai, I'm really sorry for setting you in such a miserable background, I will always love my first son Meng Qi'an, and I will always love Zhuang Nanhai who can give everything and walk side by side with my son.In the unfinished future, you who are fearless and free will definitely reach the end of this world~

The last and the last...I can finally 'complain', the plot flow is really difficult to write! !

Especially for a newcomer like me! !

Why can't I think about writing aboriginal cultivating immortals!

My brain is often not enough, and my writing skills are not enough, but it is impossible to change, 50 words, it is impossible to change in this life hahaha

Of course, I also thank me for my persistence, and thank you for the little cutie who persisted with me~ Although it is hypocritical to say such words, but when I can’t write down, I just look at the comment area over and over again to support me, thank you you!

If you are destined, see you next time~