Rebirth of Public Enemy

Qing Ming leaned over and pressed his forehead against Ling Ruiyang's, and poked his spiritual consciousness in.If Ling Ruiyang can't break through his demons, then Qing Ming's spiritual consciousness must be severely damaged, but at this moment Qing Ming has no time to think about it.

When Qing Ming entered Ling Ruiyang's consciousness, he was immediately shocked by the situation in front of him, and the emotion of grief and death permeated the entire consciousness space. Not only that, the monstrous flames spread, with a scorching breath, Qing Ming frowned. He frowned, the breath of the flame was very familiar, the sky fire, the sky fire that can burn the soul, but this sky fire doesn't seem to be pure, but after staying for a long time, the soul will still be greatly damaged.

Qing Ming looked for Ling Ruiyang's figure, only to find that the little idiot's thin body was shrunk in the flames, without any sense of resistance.

Qingming sighed, walked over slowly, squatted beside Ling Ruiyang, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

Ling Ruiyang raised his head bluntly, and when he saw him, shaking tears slowly flowed out of those desperate and pleading eyes, and with a trembling voice, he said sadly, "Qing Ming, you are going to die, please, please!" you……"

Qing Ming paused, what did this little idiot say!Could it be that he bullied him so hard that he hated himself? !

When he looked again, Ling Ruiyang's gaze had turned to mid-air, Qing Ming followed his gaze, and was startled... Is the one above him? !

There was only half of the skeleton left, the golden core was still functioning, even the heart was still beating, but the face was intact... A flying sword relentlessly sliced ​​at his bones.

I have to say that in this case, it is really better to die.

However, the little idiot doesn’t need to despair to such an extent. He is also the body derived from the soul of the chaotic spirit sea stone. He is the supreme venerable who is the source of all things. Sooner or later it can be derived.

But to be punished so miserably by others, it is estimated that the person above is either not his purely Ling Ruiyang's cranky imagination, or the inherited memory has not been recovered, lack of brain power, and poor strength, he deserves to be punished.

Qingming helplessly patted Ling Ruiyang's small face, and comforted him with a smile, "What's the point of death, who is this deity, I can live like this deity."

Ling Ruiyang looked at him with a miserable face, "Qing Ming, are you in pain?"

Qingming sighed, patted him on the shoulder vigorously and said, "I can't bear any pain, I have experienced anything worse than this!"

But at the next moment, Qing Ming couldn't grasp it anymore, his flesh and bones fell into a Dan Ding that he looked very familiar with, "Qian Kun Ding?"

Qing Ming hates this thing the most. The body he derived from tens of thousands of years last time was refined by this thing. How did Ling Ruiyang know?

Looking back at Ling Ruiyang again, the little idiot was full of despair and pleading, he sighed deeply, if he didn't solve it, the little idiot would be tossed to death by himself, picked up the little idiot on the ground, Qingming touched his face, slightly Some helplessly wiped the tears off his face, "Don't cry so badly for this deity, this deity is not dead yet?!"

The crying little idiot made him feel very uncomfortable, it would be cuter to be angry.

"Qingming..." Ling Ruiyang stared at him with blurred eyes.

Qingming stretched out his fingers and said to himself, "See clearly, that is an illusion, and the deity is here! Who knows what the hell that is?!"

Ling Ruiyang said reluctantly in a hoarse voice, "How could it be an illusion? I saw it with my own eyes. Qingming, leave me alone, okay? You go to die, I would rather you die than be tortured alive."

Qingming is helpless, the real deity is here!What is not dead.

Now that your pitiful deity doesn't deal with you, when you get out of your demons, you will definitely bully me back!

But before Qing Ming could comfort him again, Ling Ruiyang suddenly disappeared from his embrace, and in the blink of an eye, the surrounding flames changed suddenly, and the sky fire burned even hotter.Qingming's body had disappeared in the midair, and several people were arguing about the efficacy and method of tempering the magic weapon with Qingming's blood.

Qin Wendao stretched out his hand, poked into Qingming's dantian, and grabbed Qingming's golden elixir. After looking at it for a while, he seemed to think it was useless, and casually threw it aside.

Ling Ruiyang lay in the flames in pain, desperately trying to get Qingming's golden pill, roaring angrily, "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Ling Ruiyang's roar gradually subsided, and the person lying in the flames seemed to be dead. Qing Ming walked over quickly, but before he could react, Ling Ruiyang laughed wildly, "Really? Is it true? ? I can do it, Qingming, please don't lie to me!"

Qingming frowned, squatted down and looked at Ling Ruiyang and said to himself, with an extremely firm tone, "I can do it for as long as I want! Please don't give up, please don't leave me, don't let me live alone!"

Qing Ming took a closer look, and Ling Ruiyang tightly held a remnant soul in the golden core.

Qing Ming frowned tightly, it seemed that these things were not imagined by the little idiot, but why didn't he know?When Ling Ruiyang got him out of the mysterious ice before, he always thought that his body had given Ling Ruiyang a hint, but now looking at this situation, Qingming wondered, is there anything he doesn't know? !But this time the derived self has no memory loss at all.

Ling Ruiyang seemed to have unlimited energy again, sat cross-legged, endured the fire of the sky, and kept opening and closing his mouth to mutter a sentence.

The voice was broken, and Qing Ming couldn't hear clearly. After looking at the shape of his mouth for a long time, Qing Ming was startled, reverse time and space? !

Before Qing Ming could confirm again, he was suddenly pushed out of Ling Ruiyang's consciousness.

Qingming, who came out of Ling Ruiyang's consciousness, stared at Ling Ruiyang closely, and when he was sure that Ling Ruiyang started to expel the blood evil spirit in the golden core by himself, he was a little relieved.

When Ling Ruiyang opened his bright black eyes, he was a little dazed, looking straight at the strange eyes that were less than half an inch away from him.

Qing Ming reached out and patted Ling Ruiyang's face, "Little idiot?"

Ling Ruiyang still stared at him blankly.

Qing Ming cursed in a low voice, "Say something to this deity, have you been burned stupid?"

Ling Ruiyang was still a little dull, looking at Qingming without saying a word.

Qing Ming frowned, reached out and patted Ling Ruiyang's face again, using a little force.

It's just that Ling Ruiyang's reaction made Qing Ming pause, this little thing actually slightly rubbed his face against his palm? !

Qing Ming was speechless for a while, pinching the cool little face under the palm of his hand, "Little idiot, how does it feel to be a demon?"

Ling Ruiyang was still a little dazed, he only had a vague memory of what happened just now, but that vague memory made his heart ache, and all that surged in his heart was sadness and anger.There is also a subtle emotion that cannot be explained clearly. At this moment, seeing Qing Ming's worried expression, something suddenly becomes clear, and his consciousness gradually becomes clear.

Seeing that Ling Ruiyang was much more awake, Qingming stretched out his hand to pull him to sit up. Ling Ruiyang still looked at him without turning his eyes. Qingming couldn't bear this gaze, so he pinched Ling Ruiyang's chin, "Look at him with such eyes again. Deity, be careful that this deity eats you!"

Ling Ruiyang blushed suddenly, turned away as if nothing had happened, and stared at the magma outside the restriction, motionless.

When Cai Qingming said the last sentence, he suddenly thought of the word Shuangxiu.

It turned out that all kinds of irritability, irritability and anxiety after meeting Qing Ming again were due to this ambiguous feeling. It turned out that he had already had this kind of love for Qing Ming in his previous life.