The villain master got pregnant after being whitewashed [Transmigration Book]

"Please come in."

Standing in front of the familiar thatched hut with the scent of the golden wheat field behind him, Jing Xi pushed the door open and entered after hearing voices coming from the hut.

There was no deviation in the furnishings, a man was kneeling and sitting by the tea table in the center of the room, and a small stove on the tea table was boiling water, gurgling.

The man had a delicate face, with a small dimple around his lips, and although his cloudy eyes were slightly dim, it was not difficult to see the tranquility and gentleness in them.

People sitting here can clearly see it.

"You... are senior Ah Liang?"

"Please sit down," the man just smiled slightly, and handed Jingxi a cup of tea with just the right temperature, and asked him in a gentle voice, "Can you tell me, who are you?"

"The junior's name is 'Jing Xi', and he is the disciple of the Frost Moon Immortal." The scene of Ah Liang throwing himself into the river is still vivid in his memory, and Jing Xi looked at him in surprise, "I don't know why the senior is here? Just now those are... ...."

"It's a memory from my lifetime."

The years are ruthless, although the man is no longer as young and immature as before, but the gentle smile is still there, "Actually, I am also a half-dead now, but I am just living in the 'grey area' of the two worlds."

"Grey area?"

A Liang nodded and said, "During the time I existed, someone created a parallel world by himself; my dead soul couldn't dissipate, and I didn't want to start over, so I was voluntarily trapped in this gray area."

Jing Xi sat upright, frowning.

If it is a parallel world... Then in the time and space where Ah Liang existed, would there be another pair of him and Shizun that are exactly the same?

"Parallel world refers to the time and space where the younger generation exists, is the same thing happening in your time and space simultaneously?"

"It's hard to say. If the behavior of any object in the two parallel worlds changes, the trajectory of the world it resides in will also change. The last two worlds will collide and intersect." A Liang looked at Jing Xi gently, patiently explained,

"You can come here to meet me, maybe it's because we all have intersections with that 'change point'."

Jing Xi instantly realized, "Senior, you mean...my master?"

A Liang smiled slightly, "You have the aura of the Frost Moon Immortal Envoy on your body, he likes you very much, right?"

Jing Xi froze, remembering her actions when she came here, she didn't know how to answer for a while.

"My spiritual power can no longer be expanded, can you tell me," Ah Liang didn't ask for an answer, and took the initiative to change the subject, his eyes flickered slightly, "Yunxi...is he okay?"

"He is now the eldest disciple of the suzerain, the elder brother of Xuanqingzong." Jing Xi looked at the guilt and expectation in the man's eyes, and felt sour in his heart. "He is humble and friendly, and treats us very well."

The man let out a long breath of relief, and thanked him with a crooked smile, "It's been a long time since no one has spoken to me, thank you."

"How did you get here?"

Jing Xi briefly explained the purpose of his trip to A Liang; the man nodded knowingly after hearing what he said, raised his hand to take a jade pendant from his neck, and handed it to Jing Xi, "If you go out of this room, If someone makes things difficult for you, give him this jade pendant, and he will naturally give it to you when the time comes."

Before leaving, Jing Xi looked back at A Liang who was drinking tea silently, and hesitated to speak.

"Ask any questions."

"Senior, this junior has never understood why you, a person who values ​​affection like you, are willing to ask my master, why don't you want to take a look at the First Prince?"

Holding the cup wall with his fingertips, Ah Liang didn't raise his head, and smiled lightly, "...So there are really people as stupid as Ah Qiu in this world."

"I can't save big brother because I'm not his intersex person at all."

Jing Xi froze on the spot with a lump in his throat, he finally understood why A Liang cried "he can't be saved" over and over again on the day the young man left.

It's not that I don't want to, but I can't.

Looking at the man's dull eyes, Jing Xi suddenly understood why he was willing to stay in this "grey area".

If he returns to his previous life, he will be wiped out. If he chooses to start over, then the young man he loves will never see color in this life.

It turns out that he is the hermaphrodite of young Ah Qiu.

"I know you must be laughing at my cowardice in your heart," the man looked out of the window full of nostalgia, looking at the nothingness outside the window, and murmured softly,

"But it's so hard to love someone who hates you."

Before opening the door and leaving, the man's gentle and pleasant instructions still echoed in his ears:

"Things are impermanent. Sometimes in life, one step is wrong and one step is wrong. Since you are lucky enough to do it again, don't let him down in this life."

The white light flashed, and the surrounding scenery flashed, and when he opened his eyes again, there was a sheet of white snow in front of him, and the cold and icy debris scraped across his face mercilessly.

"Who did it?"

The wind and snow blocked his sight, and Jing Xi saw a man coming from afar in the snow-white mist. His face was handsome and upright, but his hair was already silver-white.

Jing Xi couldn't help but glance at the man's facial features again.

On the man's sharp face and facial features, there is a pair of eyes that are as gentle as water; the pupils are shining, as if they can shed tears in the blink of an eye.

And except for those eyes, traces of Yunxi can be faintly found in every place.

Seeing the jade pendant tightly held in Jing Xi's hand, his expressionless facial features instantly twisted and ferocious, and he rushed towards Jing Xi like crazy, snatched the jade pendant from his hand, and looked up in disbelief to wait for the young man:

"He asked you to give it to me? How did you meet him...."

The silver-haired man grabbed Jing Xi's collar like crazy, gradually calmed down under the young man's long-term indifference, and knelt down on the ground as if he lost his strength, and murmured,

"There are two different breaths of the two worlds in you... No wonder you can enter the gray area."

Jing Xi frowned.

Different atmospheres of the two worlds?Do you mean him in another world?

"Is he... okay? Why won't he come out to see me? Do you still hate me?"

The silver-haired man stood up tremblingly, and took off his cold and hard disguise. Only now did Jing Xi realize that his expression was haggard and his body was slightly bent, which was quite different from the energetic young man in A Liang's memory.

Looking at the silver-haired man, Jing Xi's back was covered with a layer of cold sweat at some point, and he suddenly felt a burst of joy after death, "Maybe he just felt that putting his heart in the hands of someone who would never take a second look at him, It was really hard work.”

"Never give him another look..."

The silver-haired man burst out into a burst of laughter suddenly, his entire face distorted and deformed, and two lines of blood and tears flowed out of his eyes at the end of the laugh; he turned his head and looked at Jing Xi gloomily,

"What do you think I need these eyes for?"

With a twist of his palm, a blood-red plant lay quietly in the man's palm, and he threw it to Jing Xi, "Since Ah Liang told me not to embarrass you, I kindly remind you a little bit."

"Boy, another aura on your body is about to awaken. His power is not something you can resist now, so please be blessed."

"I owe you this jade pendant. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come directly to the top of Tianshan Mountain to find me."

Although Jing Xi had put down layers of restrictions before he left, the Right Protector couldn't keep him bored in the house forever. On the afternoon of the third day, he secretly lifted the restrictions and asked Ye Ling to go out more with a smile, as long as he didn't leave The demons are fine.

In the days without Jingxi, plus Si Yao's busy schedule with no time to distract, Ye Ling, who was alone, had no one to talk to, and watched the sun rise and set without saying a word all day long.

When Ye Ling was walking in the courtyard in the afternoon, there was a sudden rustling sound from the bamboo forest, and a moment later, masked men came slowly from the bamboo forest.

There are layers of heavy soldiers guarding outside the courtyard, Ye Ling turned around, looked at the young man in surprise as he put the familiar paper bag in front of him, and said anxiously, "How did you get in here."

The man opened the paper bag, and a few plum blossoms came into view; Ye Ling looked at his scarred hands slightly red, and frowned, "Where have you been, you still have chilblains on your hands?"

As if he didn't hear Ye Ling's words, the man asked him to himself, "Are you angry that he locked you here these days?"

Ye Ling shook his head lightly. From the bottom of his heart, he just felt tired. He had no right to intervene in the grievances between Jing Xi and the Devil Emperor, but the dedication of the youth's half-body cultivation really made him accept incompetence.

At this moment, he was a little thankful for the existence of the masked man. Only when he faced a kind stranger who had nothing to do with him could he express his thoughts that had been squeezed for too long.

"I just feel, I'm sorry for him giving so much."

"It was he who was sorry for you, you—"

"No," Ye Ling interrupted the second half of the man's sentence, turned his head to look at the not-so-glare sun, squinted his eyes slightly,

"I never saved him. The person who saved him is no longer here."

At the moment when the words came out, apart from the pleasure of uncovering the secret, Ye Ling also faintly sensed the unwillingness and jealousy deep in his heart.

A person as proud as him is unwilling to accept the love and affection that his original body deserves, but is even more jealous that he can consistently be himself.

Instead of being like him, who can only hide under an empty shell, forced to enjoy the favors left by others, and face the desperate sacrifices of others time and time again.

He felt that he was not worthy, and he wanted to leave his mark in this world.

The masked man didn't speak for a long time, as if he was nailed in place, unable to move anymore.

Ye Ling, who was immersed in his own emotions, didn't notice it. He only thought that he couldn't understand what he said, and smiled comfortingly: "I just said it casually, you don't have to pay too much attention to it."

"After all, I have no one else to confide in except you."

The masked man behind him suddenly stopped him, and the rest of the mouth spoke hoarsely, as if trying to suppress the turbulent emotions: "...that man, why is he not here?"

Still not aware that the man's emotions were wrong, Ye Ling took a few steps towards him, and explained clearly to him word by word while walking:

"Because he was killed by his most beloved disciple."

"A sword pierces the heart."