colorless kalpa

"Don't cry..." The strange man put his warm fingertips on Qianye's face, and wiped away the tears for him. His movements were so gentle, like a piece of moist cotton, gently sucking Qianye dry for him. A heart full of holes and tears.

"You..." Qianye choked with sobs, "You... are very similar to someone I know."

Against the backdrop of the slanting scars, there was actually a smile on that devastated face: "Oh? Who do you look like?"

"Like..." Qianye didn't know what to say.Does he look bloody?The blood barrier is a bloody mess with no head, no human figure, a monster crawling out of the sea of ​​blood, and in his pupils back then, there was only a piece of pure black, without those two strange clusters of demon fire, let alone this man. Then, even though the face was covered with blood, it was still vaguely recognizable, the original Fengshen and handsome face - how does it look like?

"No, you think I'm talking nonsense." Qianye wiped away the tears and calmed down a bit, "I'm sorry, I lost my composure just now. But, but I can't figure out why you would do this for me... ?” That’s right, why can you ruin your glamorous appearance for an irrelevant person without hesitation?

"Hehe," the man said, "I'm not afraid, because someone will heal me."

Qianye's curiosity was completely aroused by him: "Who?" Is there a miracle doctor in this world?For such a deep scratch, unless you use spells, the medical skills in the world are probably useless.I can cast spells to heal his sores, but this is a teahouse on earth. If I do this, I will undoubtedly expose my identity. I am afraid that I will not have a leisurely life in the future. Maybe someone will report to the police to arrest him, a monster. It seems a bit inconvenient Bar.What's more, I don't know the identity of this man and the reason why he helped me like this, so let's ask some questions first.

The man put on a small wine cup, calmly and gracefully, first filled Qianye's cup, and then filled his own cup as well. Facing Qianye, he didn't act like a barbarian drinking altar. up.

After having a drink, he slowly said: "He is my God." As he spoke, he lowered his thick eyelashes to look at the wine in the glass, but slowly lifted them up, looking at the pair of shining red eyes. Looking at Qianye, "He will gently open the lotus mouth for me, as long as he breathes out gently towards me, like this..." The man suddenly leaned in front of Qianye's lips, and really breathed out lightly, It was like a feather, but it scratched the softest part of Qianye's heart. As expected, seeing Qianye's stunned scene, he seemed very satisfied, and slowly sat back across from him, "Then I'm healed. So don't worry about me. Maybe next time you see me, I'll be all right."

Qianye was completely immersed in the memory of him blowing breath for Xue Barrier to heal his wounds. It was at that time that Blood Barrier first licentiously blasphemed himself in front of him, but he revealed his true nature and sincere affection.

"You, are you him!" Qianye was completely bewildered, and no matter how absurd the person opposite him thought he was, he just couldn't help asking this question out of his mouth.

"Who is it?" The man still tugged at the corners of his joking mouth, with a wicked smile, "If you don't tell me, how would I know?"

Qianye finally recovered a sliver of reason, and he asked, "Friend, can I tell you your name? My name is Qianye, how about you?"

"Me?" The man's smile deepened, "I don't have a name, so you can call me 'nameless'."

no name?No, he is not a blood barrier. Qianye's blood barrier has a name, and it is the name he gave himself.If, if you take ten thousand steps back, the person in front of you is just a blood barrier who can come back from the curse of Samadhi Lihuo and never be reincarnated for some reason, then he said that he is "nameless", which is to make it clear that he does not want to be with thousands of people. Recognition at night - although, the possibility of this is extremely small.

No, it’s not, at least, when Qianye sees this person, he can still have an illusion that he can lie to himself that he is still alive, can’t he?

So he hurriedly asked again: "You just said 'the next time we meet again', do you mean that you and I have a chance to meet again?"

"Three thousand great thousand worlds, in the world of mortals, since we can meet each other, it is destined. Maybe, maybe you and I are really destined, and we can meet again, maybe not." Such an ambiguous answer, both Neither affirming nor negating, both making people unpredictable, and not completely denying the possibility of meeting again, really made Qianye's hanging heart even more anxious.

The man raised the wine cup, touched the cup held between Qianye's slender fingers lightly, and made a crisp sound. After drinking the wine in the cup, he stood up and said goodbye: "It's getting late, I have to go Friend, see you next time if you have a chance."

Seeing that the mysterious man was about to disappear like this, Qianye became anxious: "Oh wait, you haven't told me why you are helping me like this?"

"Maybe it's because..." The man tilted his head and thought for a while, "Because you look like an old friend of mine."

When Qianye heard the word "old friend", he was stunned for a long time. After the figure of the man had disappeared in the bamboo building, he realized that he should cast a spell to track his whereabouts.

However, in the vast crowd, Qianye stood on the street and looked around blankly, where could there be that shadow?