Candle [Rebirth]

Gu Ling urged the poor spiritual power in his whole body to draw the sword, hugged Xie Qingjiang's neck tightly with one hand, and stabbed the sword in his back mercilessly with the other hand!

He used [-]% of his strength, the sword was too heavy, not only penetrated Xie Qingjiang's body, but also pierced himself.But even so, Gu Ling did not let go, but grabbed the hilt of the sword forcefully, fell down with his arms around him, and nailed himself and him to the ground.

"you--"

Xie Qingjiang's eyebrows were distorted in pain. He stretched out his hand to grab Gu Ling's neck, and pulled out the sword behind him with his backhand. Blood sprayed from the wounds of the two of them.

"How could you—"

Xie Qingjiang clutched the wound on his chest in embarrassment, pinched him viciously, his entire beautiful and peaceful face was distorted, like a ghost in hell: "Who...who helped you?"

"Heh, heh heh..." Gu Ling huddled convulsively on the ground, he stretched out his hand to block his wound, trying to stop the blood from bleeding, except for the two laughs just now, he could hardly make any sound Out.

Xie Qingjiang was also uncomfortable. He had suffered internal injuries in the early years, and his usual weakness was not all feigned. When someone stabbed him suddenly, even if he had suffered more serious injuries, he would still feel palpitations.He supported the wooden table in front of the bed, and stood up with great effort, his tone sounded like a madman: "Okay, okay, my good apprentice has such abilities..."

He leaned over to pick up the candle that was heavily stained with blood, and there was a strong murderous intent in his eyes: "You... don't hesitate to die, I... will fulfill you!"

After saying that, he took care of Gu Ling's wound just now, and stabbed it hard again.

"what!"

If the sword hadn't hit the vital point just now, but this time it was a real injury, Gu Ling felt that his mouth was full of sweet blood, and his complexion turned pale in an instant.He stretched out his hands to grab the blade on his body, but Xie Qingjiang used too much force just now, and the tip of the sword was firmly embedded in the wooden floor under him, and he couldn't pull it out no matter how hard he tried.

Xie Qingjiang hastily took out a small bottle from his body, and swallowed all the pills in it without hesitation. He shook his hands and ignored Gu Ling behind him. After swallowing, he opened the door and stumbled away go out.

Gu Ling lay on the spot in a trance, his snow-white jacket was soaked with blood, and the rusty blood even flowed to his cheeks.Gu Ling tightly held the sword on his body, completely ignoring that the sword cut his hands dripping with blood, he thought in a trance-Xiao Jiu seemed to be a little dizzy, if he saw him like this, what would happen? It's good to do it.

The window was not closed, and the night wind blew a hibiscus from the tree outside the window to Gu Ling's hand. He subconsciously let go of one hand and picked up the flower with difficulty.The pink-purple hibiscus was instantly stained red by the blood on his hand, as if it felt too dirty, Gu Ling retracted his hand, and carefully wiped it from his hair.

Xie Qingjiang didn't close the door when he ran out in a hurry, Gu Ling used the last sliver of consciousness to keep himself from passing out.It's a pity that he couldn't control himself at all, and it didn't take long for him to be delirious from the pain in his body. He shook his head hard, trying to wake himself up, but it still didn't help.

Can't sleep... Xiao Ning will come, at least talk to him, Xiao Ning doesn't know that he is from the Nine Lives Cat Clan, if he comes in and sees him like this, he still doesn't know...

creak.

It was the sound of boots stepping on the wooden floor. It seemed that the sound of footsteps gradually amplified and amplified from his hearing, and finally stopped beside him.Gu Ling was in a trance, thinking it was his own dream, he stretched out his hand without flowers, and probed into the void, his voice couldn't help but a hint of crying: "Xiao Jiu..."

I miss you so much.

I'm in so much pain.

I really want you to hug me.

Someone caught his hand, and the temperature of the palm was even colder than Xie Qingjiang. He heard the voice that appeared in his nightmares and dreams countless times: "You..."

"You're here..." Gu Ling grasped his hand indiscriminately, his voice shaking violently.

"I'm back," he heard Xiao Ning say, "I came back alive, are you disappointed?"

"I—" Gu Ling spoke hastily, and because of his urgency, he choked out a stream of blood foam in his throat.Xiao Ning knelt down in front of him, silently and carefully pulled out the sword on his body, and threw it aside, the sword made a series of heavy sounds on the ground.

"It's Bingzhu..." He saw Xiao Ning's face clearly, the eyes that were once very familiar and shining with clear trust had dimmed and turned into an indelible gloom, "It's been two years... Senior Brother , you and I haven't seen each other for two years, so you are so afraid of me, would you rather commit suicide?"

Gu Ling wanted to say no, and wanted to say don't be afraid, but his words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.

Xiao Ning didn't care about the blood on his body at all, hugged his upper body, and leaned into his arms, his voice sounded very hollow: "Just now Zuo Wanshan fought hard with me for a long time, and stopped me desperately, not letting me see you You, I thought it was why... It turns out that you are still living in the master's room, and you are really willing to do anything in order to be that incomparable first disciple?"

What is he saying?

Gu Ling's eyes were about to split, and he grabbed the hem of his shirt. The inexplicable pain in his heart had drowned out the previous pain. He gasped for several breaths, and then he forced himself to speak: "What did you say... what did you say? Xie Qingjiang, Have you met Shen Qiuhe, how could you..."

Xiao Ning lowered his head and smiled, one by one, he opened his fingers that were holding onto his skirt, and held his thin hands in his own. Gu Ling felt that his palms were full of calluses: "Why are you still Have the mood to care about others? Xie Qingjiang may have taught me such a traitor in heartache. He killed himself with a sword on the back mountain. I heard that Shen Qiuhe fell off the cliff of the back mountain with him—there is a cold stream under the cliff. You know, it's definitely not going to survive."

Gu Ling's eyes darkened, and sweet blood surged up from his throat, and he vomited thoroughly.Xiao Ning held his shoulder silently, for some reason, he actually felt Xiao Ning's hands trembling - but these are not important anymore.

How could this be?

How could this be?

Shen Qiuhe actually followed him...and died together.

All unrealistic fantasies were shattered by the reality. Gu Ling was stunned for a while, and then suddenly laughed softly, but he didn't know whether to blame the good fortune for tricking people, or blame himself for being too stupid.He laughed louder and louder, until he was almost out of breath, Xiao Ning held his shoulder and asked in a deep voice: "What are you laughing at?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a person rushed in from the door, it was Fang Shi, a ghost doctor who he was very familiar with in his previous life.Seeing his appearance, Fang Shi gasped, grabbed his wrist and touched his wrist, frowned and shouted: "Your Majesty, you go out first!"

Without saying a word, Xiao Ning hugged him to the bed, turned around in a trance and wanted to leave, but felt someone grabbing his sleeve.He looked down and saw Gu Ling's hand with well-defined knuckles.

"Xiao Jiu...you come here..."

Fang Shi placed large and small needle boxes beside him, Xiao Ning turned around obediently, leaned over and squatted in front of his bed, and asked him quietly: "Are you going to die?"

Gu Ling tried his best to smile and shook his head. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, and pinned the blood-stained hibiscus flower in his palm just now to his temple.

He remembered that when Taoist couples get married, no matter they are men or women, they always put flowers on each other at the wedding banquet to express their eternal love.During the days when he was lying in bed, he looked and looked at the blooming hibiscus outside the window, thinking happily that after this period of time passed, he must pick the best blooming hibiscus and give it to him with his own hands. on the sideburns.

Now there is only one residual flower mottled with blood.

Now this illusion has become a mirror image, and all the things he had thought about that might change are paralyzed in front of him bloody, clearly showing him that nothing will change, and they are destined to walk on a road of immortality , You have to die to make things right.

Heavy tiredness overwhelmed Gu Ling. After he finished pinning the flower, he seemed to have lost all his strength.Xiao Ning could only hear his soft voice before he completely fell asleep: "I won't die...but you must...kill me."

Killing me is better than the painful tortures in my memory, if I fall into that situation again——

I will definitely be more uncomfortable than death.

Xiao Ning touched the flowers on his temples, watched him close his eyes, then got up and walked out like sleepwalking.He walked aimlessly along the dark mountain path for a long time, until he came to a forest that was so dark that even the moon could not be seen, he came back to his senses, as if all his strength had been taken away, he made a "plop" sound fell to the ground.

He opened his eyes, staring blankly at the ground, his gaze was distracted, as if something cool had wet his entire face along his cheeks.He stretched out his hand to touch it, thinking vaguely that he hadn't cried for a long time.

But why is it so painful?

Even when he first joined the demon clan, struggled in the abyss, survived in the sea of ​​blood, and crawled out of countless monsters bloodstained, he never experienced such pain.

Xiao Ning stared at the ground, and suddenly lowered his head like a madman, smashing his head viciously to the ground like a wounded little animal, with unconscious roars and choked sobs overflowing from his throat.He lay on the ground, feeling his whole body trembling, unprecedented panic choked his throat, making him almost unable to speak, and finally he could only cry silently, trembling and calling out. One voice: "Brother..."

Xiao Ning once thought that he hated him poisonously, and when they meet again, he must wish to smash his whole body, swallowing the skin and bones to relieve the hatred.But just now when he opened the door and saw him lying in a pool of blood, his rising feeling was not pleasure, but deep, deep panic.

He never thought that he would die.

If he dies—

Why am I still alive?

Xiao Ning got up, and ran back towards the road he came from just now, he was so scared, really scared, just now he had exhausted all his strength to pretend that nothing happened in front of him.Now that he couldn't pretend anymore, his heart was about to jump out of his chest. The unprecedented sadness and panic made him feel that all the love-hate entanglements that had troubled him over the years seemed not so important.

Don't die, don't die.

I would do anything, please... live.

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