Candle [Rebirth]

Before dying or after the soul leaves the body, there will always be some illusory old shadows rolling through the mind like a revolving lantern.After the bursting pain in his chest left his body, Gu Ling felt himself floated up dizzily, his soul flitting over the cold wind that roared all the year round, swimming on the gray-white clouds, and passing through the sky He seems to be able to see everything in the past rushing towards him like a spring tide——

He saw the night of Shangyuan, when the heavens and the earth were celebrating together, among the crowd of red brocade robes, there were two teenagers in robes with a moon-white background and sky blue edges. Xiao Ning didn't have a smile on his face, but his eyes were gentle.He bought a bunch of candied haws dipped in syrup and stuffed them in his hands on the noisy roadside. Xiao Ning, who was less than ten years old, looked disgusted, turned his head and secretly licked it when he couldn't see it.

He saw Mingling Mountain where the sun was not visible in a cloud of black mist. The child who was very afraid of blood in the past held a sword and fought out from the bloody storm. superior.Xiao Ning raised his hand to wipe his body, but unexpectedly there was more blood on his body, and the back of his hand was even more dirty.He was silent for a while, and looked up at the gray sky, where the rare migratory birds in Mingling Mountain cast dim shadows on his pupils.

He saw blood, he saw the Mount Sui Sui that day, Xiao Ning was dressed in black, his hands were elegant and ruthless, he saw the red veils covering the sky in Beichen Palace, and the Osmanthus Garden stretching for two or three miles outside Beichen Palace.He felt a dark iron lock ring on his wrist, so cold, so icy, not even a bit of earthly temperature.Xiao Ning pressed him tightly on the bed without any refusal, and pressed a trembling kiss on the scar on his neck that was bitten by Xie Qingjiang in the past.

Finally, he saw white candles placed all over the floor in Beichen Palace, Xiao Ning, with unshaven hair on his temples, was leaning beside a lacquered black coffin, holding a red sword tightly in his hand.There seemed to be the sound of monsters fleeing around, filling the dark night in chaos, Xiao Ning didn't hear it, opened and closed his cracked lips and chanted some spell, and the fire of Beichen Palace instantly shot up into the sky.Painful wailing resounded, he saw Xiao Ning stabbing his heart with the sword in his daze, and tremblingly said the last sentence.

"Use me to live your soul, and sacrifice your mind..."

Consciousness was pulled away abruptly, and after the soul fell heavily from the top of the cloud, it fluttered and scattered into heavy snow on Mingling Mountain.The color of the snow reflects the black traces of the ruined walls, like a beautiful sacrifice.

Gu Ling heard someone sighing in his ear, the sigh was very soft and disappeared in an instant.Tears that didn't belong to him slid down his cheeks, condensing into cold frost and snow.

He woke up from the vision.

His body was filled with steady spiritual power, and he didn't feel weak, dying, or sad, which was enough to prove that he had gone through the process of death and resurrection again.It's true, Bingzhu is an ancient sword, one sword can't pierce the heart, and another sword makes up, how can there be no reason for immortality?

Gu Ling opened his eyes with difficulty, and the first thing he saw was the red veil stretching over his head. The veil was originally a thin layer, but it was only because it was piled up a lot that the hazy red piled up into such a tragic color. .

For a moment, Gu Ling even thought that everything since his resurrection was just a big dream. After waking up from the dream, he was still in this place where he had countless nightmares, and nothing had changed.The red veil above the head, the Beichen Palace with the cruel fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, and the lover who never expresses his expression, and the one in his hand that cannot be removed until death——

Gu Ling was stunned, and reached out to touch his wrist, and as expected, he touched the familiar black iron lock ring.A thin iron chain was attached to the lock ring, which was fastened firmly to the head of the bed, making it impossible for him to leave the bed. If he struggled harder, the lock ring would grind his wrists to blood Vague.

"you're awake?"

A black figure hurried over from behind the blurred veil, Xiao Ning pulled back the fluttering veil in front of him with one hand, and saw Gu Ling's bloodless face.He just leaned against the head of the bed so quietly, neither crying nor laughing, his long eyelashes drooping down, covering those Ruifeng eyes that seemed to be very affectionate and ruthless.His lips were so white that they were almost transparent, and the mole on the center of his lips looked like a drop of blood spattered for no reason.

Xiao Ning felt that there was something wrong with his appearance, so he unconsciously moved closer, but he had just moved closer, before he had time to say a word, Gu Ling quickly pulled out the long sword beside him, and the snow-white sword light came from him. In front of a flash.

Xiao Ning's heart was about to burst, he subconsciously stretched out his hand and caught the blade abruptly.Just now Gu Ling drew his sword and slashed towards his own arm without hesitation. If his reaction had been slower, he would have cut off his entire arm by himself now.

That sword almost cut off half of his palm, Xiao Ning frowned, didn't even cry out in pain, he threw the sword indifferently, stretched out his other uninjured hand and pulled him into his arms.Gu Ling stared at him in a daze as he retracted his injured hand behind his back with no expression on his face, raised his head to look at him with a pale face, and said in a hoarse voice, "...Sorry, I didn't want to hurt you."

Xiao Ning firmly grasped his right hand with one hand, his eyes were dark: "You are so cruel to yourself, why?"

Gu Ling stretched out his hand to caress the black iron lock ring, he was surprisingly quiet, his eyes were also empty, he lowered his head and spoke in a low voice, if Xiao Ning was not listening intently, he almost thought he was talking to himself: " Don't blame yourself, it has nothing to do with you, I just... just don't want to..."

He didn't go on, the ending was broken in the air.After a long time, Xiao Ning heard him ask: "Do you hate me?"

He reached out to reach his injured hand, mobilized some poor spiritual energy, and his palm began to heal slowly.The two were so close, but there was a smell of blood in their nostrils.

"I've been waiting for you to come back..." Gu Ling stared down at his hand, and said in an unclear tone, "I used to think that some things could be changed, but now I realize that I was wrong and I can't change anything , Xiao Ning—”

Gu Ling closed his eyes, and asked tremblingly, "Did you kill someone when you went to Mount Longevity that night?"

Xiao Ning noticed that he seemed to be very interested in the lock ring, so he stretched out his hand to hold the lock ring, and gave a low laugh: "How many people do you think... I killed?"

In his previous life, the night when he bloodbathed Mount Sui was Gu Ling's nightmare, and he would never forget it. When he woke up from Beichen Palace, Xiao Ning smiled at him in a very gentle way. The tone said: "Today is a good day, you know, they are all dead."

All of them... except for the two unforgivable sinners, the rest, the juniors who were brought down by him but not bad, the gentle disciple who cleaned the house in his room, and the disciple who burned fire who raised two cats in the back mountain.So many lives, how can he afford it?

Gu Ling's complexion turned gray instantly, and he murmured almost panicked: "No... I don't know, you tell me."

Xiao Ning gave a self-deprecating wry smile, but in the end he couldn't bear to lie to him, so he said hoarsely: "Don't worry, I'm not going to eat Zhongsui Mountain alive, after all, how many people can I hate?"

He touched his newly healed palm, and said, "I didn't kill anyone. When I went back that day, I just went to find you. Zuowanshan didn't let me see you, so I fought hard with him. "

Gu Ling listened blankly, and couldn't help saying: "You..."

Xiao Ning's fingers slid down his neck and landed on the wounds on his shoulders eaten by Xie Qingjiang, his tone became a little lower: "I didn't know that Xie Qingjiang would suffer such serious injuries that day, He wanted to kill himself, not because I forced him...Senior Brother—"

He paused and asked with difficulty: "Do you like him?"

Gu Ling seemed to have suffered some great humiliation, his upper body suddenly jumped up, leaned on his arm and coughed heavily, feeling his stomach was overwhelmed, and he was so sick that he was about to vomit, so he managed to utter a word: "...No. "

"It's not because you like him, it's because you want something from him." Xiao Ning stroked his hair, his eyes flicked over his bare shoulders, a look of pain flashed, "You paid too much for this price." Rather, instead of this, you might as well come and beg me..."

Gu Ling laughed softly beside him, his voice was very tired: "What's the use of saying this now? I am your enemy, and I pushed you into this dark place with my own hands. No. You brought me here just to get revenge on me, why sit here tenderly and talk so much nonsense to me? "

Xiao Ning's face turned pale again and again, his voice gradually lowered: "Yeah, why am I sitting here talking nonsense to you..."

He suddenly pushed him down and made him sink into the soft cushion under him. Gu Ling was unprepared and could only watch his face suddenly enlarged when he was close to Chi Chi, as vicious as if he wanted to tear him apart and eat him into his stomach. Gnaw it up.

The exchange of blood between the lips and teeth was obviously the most charming gesture in the world, but the two of them seemed to be old enemies who hadn't seen each other for many years, kissing inseparably and dripping with blood.Xiao Ning grabbed one of his hands that had buckled the lock ring and pressed it on the top of his head, leaned closer and whispered in his ear angrily: "I am the one who has been victimized! I am the one who has suffered so much that life is worse than death! It has become like this I am also the person who looks like a ghost or a ghost! Why do you talk to me in this tone, why do you speak as if you are the one who has suffered all these years, senior brother—"

He bit Gu Ling's slender and fair neck, and said ruthlessly as if venting his anger: "Do you know what kind of life I've lived in the past two years?"

How can I not know!How can I not know!

The road from Mingling Mountain to the Demon Realm is dark and cold, and he knew how difficult it is to fall from the righteous path to the demon realm.

Gu Ling hugged his shoulders tightly, longing for this rare embrace, and after a long while, he said in a low voice: "You know that I am a member of the Nine Lives cat clan..."

"I know." Xiao Ning leaned directly on top of him with his arms propped up, and said in a deep voice.

"Don't you hate me?" Gu Ling laughed miserably, and said word by word, "If you want to kill me, I'll tell you two ways—"

"First thing, you bring your holy hand here," Gu Ling grabbed his hand and put it on his heart, "Take a knife and stab it here, and let him stab me in the palm of his hand when he is out of breath." Needle, continue to poke when you are angry, it is actually very fast.”

"Secondly, after you kill me, chop up my body and throw it out to feed the dogs, or burn it with a fire and blow the ashes away, leaving nothing behind. After the physical body no longer exists, let me A few lives are useless."

He seemed to be very happy to speak, and at the end even opened a pair of smiling Ruifeng eyes and asked him: "Which one do you prefer?"

Xiao Ning was stunned, unable to say a word.

"I just ask you one thing," he heard Gu Ling say in a low voice, and raised his right wrist, "Can you...take it off, I don't want to die with it..."

"I beg you……"

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