[North and South of Perak] Remnants of Empty Desolation

Seeing Emperor Yuemeng again, Juan Shoutian had the urge to flee, he had no idea how to return Emperor Yuemeng's intact son.

"Tired Shoutian..." Emperor Yuemeng in the dormitory stared at Tired Shoutian in a daze, hesitated to speak, and took a long time to spit out the following text, "Everything is going well." After finishing speaking, he felt inappropriate and added, "The wound Is there a problem?"

"Thanks to His Majesty's concern, I am tired and safe." The words uttered from the pale lips made Emperor Yuemeng worry, why this child is so aggressive, "Come on, go to the priest to invite the chief."

"Don't bother. Tired God knows his body. As long as he calms down and rests for a few months, he can recover. I hope His Majesty will forgive you for one thing. Regarding the second prince, I'm afraid that Tired Sky will not be able to bring someone back as His Majesty. But He is not in danger of his life at this time, Your Majesty can rest assured."

Emperor Yuemeng stared at Tired Shoutian with a trace of regret in his eyes: "Forget it, since Ji'er doesn't want to come back, he will come to see me as an old man when he has figured it out."

Tired Shoutian coughed dryly: "Inevitably, I don't know now..."

"Jianer can rest here with me. To the right is Jier's bedroom. If he's not here, you can stay with me, an old man."

"This..." Tired Shoutian, who wanted to refuse, raised his eyes for a moment and saw Emperor Yuemeng's eyes full of expectations, and the phrase "Jian'er" that no one would shout anymore made him unable to refuse, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Go and rest first."

It was night, Ling Youyang took the medicine and knocked on the door of Tired Shoutian's room, the people inside were just sitting wearily on the small couch, holding a book page in their hands, staring at Ziyue outside the window in a daze, seeing him come in and slightly nod.

"Lie down and rest if you are really uncomfortable. If you don't sleep in the middle of the night, do you think your life is too long or do you really think that my medical skills are so exquisite that it can bring people back to life?"

"Nothing, just can't sleep."

Tired Shoutian raised his hand to take the medicine but was stopped by Ling Youyang, pulled the small stool by the table and sat on the Tired Shoutian couch, scooped up a small spoonful of medicine and handed it to his lips: "You don't want to be in front of me and Jinhen." Bravery. I don't want to boil medicine for you in the middle of the night. The wounded must have the consciousness of the wounded, open your mouth!"

Tired Shoutian clenched his fists, but found that he couldn't use his strength at all, opened his lips in a little embarrassment and obediently swallowed the medicine, and finally said a little sorry: "I'm sorry to bother you again."

"Where is it, it's just you and Yuan Wuxiang..."

"Ahem..." Suddenly hearing Yuan Wuxiang's name, Tired Shoutian was so excited that he choked on the last mouthful of medicine, and the violent coughing caused the dressing on his chest to be soaked with oozing blood again.

"Don't get excited." Ling Youyang was so anxious that he almost dropped the bowl, he patted his back and said: "Okay, okay, don't mention him, don't mention him."

Tired Shoutian said weakly: "My friends and I want to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests and live the life of idle clouds and wild cranes, but... ahem, I know why he approached me in the first place. I'm afraid he also knows what he wants. Once I find out, I will stop him We are destined not to go back to the past, not to mention the current Tired Shoutian has no idea whether he can see the day when Yuanmu is a disaster. It's the time when Tired Harvest Heaven dies. You and I both know this."

"Not necessarily." Ling Youyang wrapped up his wound again, "If the damaged bloodline can be repaired before the spiritual power dissipates..."

"Heh~ You are so uncertain, I am afraid you also know how likely this kind of thing is."

"Oops! Yuan Wuxiang is here!" Meng Jinhen pushed open the door and said anxiously, "The city gate has already been closed at this time, Yuan Wuxiang insisted on breaking in, and the spirit priest who guarded the city was wounded several times .”

"I'm afraid he won't let it go if he doesn't see me..." Tired Shoutian closed the page, "Forget it, I'll go."

"How are you going to go like this?"

Juan Shou Tian silently recited a formula, and Ling Youyang's face immediately changed: "Jian Shou Tian! I told you not to..."

"Although I yearn to go into seclusion, it is never the style of Tired Reaper to sit and wait for death. It is better to deal with the matter at hand while still having strength. Don't worry about me." After speaking, Tired Reaper ignored the objections of the two people beside the bed His eyes continued to read the mantra just now, the forcibly mobilized spiritual power made him feel a little uncomfortable, frowning, he slowly stood up and adapted for a while, and then Yufeng arrived at the tower.

It was pitch black under the city, and Yuan Wuxiang's white clothes were particularly conspicuous under the night.

"Ah Juan, stop making trouble. Come back with me."

"Nao? Do you think that Juan Shou Tian is a three-year-old child? We have long since owed each other, you can go back. If one day you hold the ice string flower to bring disaster to Lingkong, Tired Shou Tian will surely slash the disaster with your hands." Barely maintaining his tired standing and walking, he couldn't offset the burning pain in his chest.Tired Shoutian clenched his fists and tried hard not to fall down before Yuan Wuxiang left.

"Nonsense! Tired Shoutian, feel your conscience and ask if you can really let me go?" Yuan Wuxiang gritted his teeth and asked this sentence. In fact, he didn't know that the answer was just a bet, betting that Tired Shoutian would not be so heartless.

"Yuan Wuxiang, you overestimate yourself! I—— Tired Shoutian has never paid half my attention to you, please leave Yuemeng quickly." Words that don't match your heart are like a rusty blade. Bit by bit, it ate away at his barely maintained mind.

"Hehe...hahaha..." Yuan Wuxiang breathed out with a palm in a hurry, and the silver-white energy broke through the night sky and headed towards the tired sky on the tower, "I! No! Believe it!"

Tired Shoutian didn't move, not because he didn't want to hide, but because the pain caused by Yuan Wuxiang at this time is actually a good medicine, which can slightly relieve the dull pain in his heart.

There was a fishy sweetness in his throat, and Tired Shoutian resisted the blood spurting out.At this moment, a purple and silver halo around Yuan Wuxiang suddenly appeared, and the long-lost girl appeared from the halo, raised her hand and slapped Yuan Wuxiang on the face, then got up and jumped to Tired Shoutian: "Are you It's not that I don't want my life! Let's go!"

"Lingyao?" The moment Tian Qi's lips were tired, blood snaked down the corners of the lips, dyeing the originally pale lips with a layer of desolate brilliance.

"Stop talking, I'll take you to the doctor." Lingyao's voice trembled, "I told you not to look for Bingxianhua. Why are you so disobedient?"

"Jiangshoutian! Is this the reason you left me?" The two people on the tower showed an ambiguous gesture, "Okay! Very good! I will not entangle you any more as you wish."

"You approached me only because of Bingxianhua. I once asked you if Bingxianhua is absolutely necessary, and your answer has already given me the answer." Tired Shoutian closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "You and I have always been together They're all testing each other, I'm tired. Go back."

Tired Shoutian patted Lingyao's shoulder and said in a low voice: "Tired Shoutian has no regrets, I'm afraid you can't stay too far away from Bingxianhua now, I'll just go back by myself, the spiritual power of the petals can last for many days, don't worry for now .Yuan Wuxiang, please. Don’t let him cause trouble for Lingkong.”

"Jian Shou Tian, ​​I'm afraid he's still blaming you now, is it worth it?" Ling Yao cried a little.

"That's none of my business." Tired Shoutian forced a smile and used his spiritual power to return to his residence.

Looking at Yuan Wuxiang under the city, Lingyao smiled instead of anger: "Are you going to return to Yuanmu now or wait here to collect the body for Tired Harvest?"

"Heh... I'm afraid it's not my turn to collect his body, let alone I don't have the ability to hurt him. However, I didn't expect that he didn't believe me from the beginning to the end. Haha, you like him too, right? Tsk tsk , It's a pity. I'm afraid you don't know his taste yet, so I'm really sorry for being the first."

"Stop talking nonsense! After you know everything, you will regret everything you said and done now! I watched Tired Shoutian grow up, put away your inexplicable jealousy! Lingyao is just a guardian flower spirit. Even if Tired There are some things that Shoutian doesn't want to say, and you must know." Yuan Wuxiang's indiscriminate words completely angered Lingyao.

"Oh? How much has he concealed from me? I want to see how much this so-called friend has concealed from me! Juecheng Ye is really disgusting, it's better to reject Hanshan." Yuan Wuxiang waved his hand, pretending not to care, Only he himself knows that his reason at this time has been wiped out with every word of Tired Shoutian.

Returning to Juehan Mountain with Lingyao again, Lingyao began to question Yuan Wuxiang as soon as the two arrived at Juan Shoutian's residence:

"Do you know where the ice string flower came from?

Do you know how to get the ice string flower?

Do you know what is the meaning of rite of fate?

Do you know how heartbroken Tired Shoutian was when he heard you say that Bingxianhua must be there?

you do not know any think!

But it doesn't matter, I'll show you! "

After finishing his speech, Lingyao pulled Yuan Wuxiang and waved his hand—there was endless white snow in front of him, and the frozen residence showed a gorgeous and solemn whiteness under the perennial invasion of ice and snow.

"What place is this?" Yuan Wuxiang looked at the light curtain in front of him, and the snow in his eyes stained his heart with panic.

"The residence of Lord Ice Spirit in the human world. What's the matter? Don't dare to look at it?"

"not at all!"

The screen changed, and three people wearing cloaks in the style of Ling Yu's National Teacher's Mansion appeared in the frozen residence.The man in the middle looked tired.The three went round and round to the entrance of the deepest stone cave in the residence.One of them took off his cloak, looking like Ling Youyang.I saw him pulling Tired Shoutian's sleeve, with a rare serious expression.He said:

"Tian Shou Tian, ​​you can think about it. I can't guarantee that you will survive."

Tired Shoutian slowly pulled down the hood of his cloak: "I said, I will give him whatever he wants, I have made up my mind, let's go."

"What is Ah Juan going to do?" Seeing that Yuan Wuxiang's atmosphere was a little messy, there was still a little panic in his words.

"Holy Son, have you ever thought that after Bingxianhua came to this world, if you weren't around, who would be able to guard it?" Meng Jinhen on the side took off his hood with a snap.

"I believe that Yuan Wuxiang will have a sense of proportion. He is only controlled by others, and the day when the coercion disappears is when he can flex his muscles. Before that, I must help him lose this layer of restraint."

"So the Holy Son wants Yuan Wuxiang to be the next Holy Son?" Meng Jinhen asked.

"I just want him to live freely and safely." Tired Shoutian raised his head and glanced at the blue sky, with rare fragility and confusion in his morning-like eyes, "Let's go in."

As soon as the screen changed, it was more like an ice cellar than a cave.Huge ice rocks are scattered around, and in the center is a huge ice couch that is finely polished.

Tired Shoutian looked at Ling Youyang, who nodded slightly to him.Tired Shou suddenly turned around, took off his shirt neatly and lay down on the ice couch.The bone-piercing cold came, and Tired Shoutian couldn't help but clenched his lower lip and tried his best to support it.

"Jinhen, continue to cool down. Do your best to freeze Tired Shoutian's blood!"

Seeing the incredible scene in front of him, Yuan Wuxiang turned his head to look at Lingyao in a daze: "Why did you do this!" It's not that he couldn't guess, but he didn't want to believe his guess at all.

"The Bingxianhua is on his chest, if he wants it..."

"No! You lied to me! You lied to me!"

"Just look up, don't you question that Tired Shoutian didn't trust you? Didn't you question that Tired Shoutian never trusted you? Open your eyes and take a good look. What can he do for you? Where are you going!"