How to become a qualified villain Demon Lord

Xie Feiyan felt a little embarrassed in his heart, as if he wanted to dig out his deeply buried heart with his own hands and hand it to the other party.

Xie Feiyan found it difficult to do such a thing, even in a dream, even in front of that face.

He was a little embarrassed, turned around and left.

So the man's voice became softer: "Do you have to do this to me?"

Xie Feiyan's heart trembled, the empty place began to ache, dense and long, making it hard to breathe.

He knew it was an illusion.

It must be an illusion, because that person will never appear here, never communicate with him in such a calm manner, let alone know about Shenhuo.

That illusion is just the condensed form of his guilt, pain, nostalgia, and inseparable part.

That is far from true.

But he stopped again and turned around again.

In Xie Feiyan's eyes, the person opposite was lowering his eyes slightly at the moment, showing a trace of fragility in his expression: "Do you love me?"

Xie Feiyan looked at him deeply, but didn't answer.

The man finally took a step closer to him: "Did you really have me in your heart?"

Xie Feiyan couldn't answer.

The man got closer and closer, his voice seemed to be choked with sobs: "Why do you always treat me like this? Why do you have the heart to break my true feelings?"

Xie Feiyan could not refute.

The man finally came in front of Xie Feiyan, put his hands on Xie Feiyan's chest, pressed down on the beating heart, and his voice finally revealed hatred: "Is your heart made of stone? I really want to Dig out your heart and see if I'm there!"

"Then have a look."

At this moment, Xie Feiyan finally spoke and finally answered.

He pressed the man's hand on his chest forcefully, and said with regret and relief in his voice, "Then dig out my heart and have a look." So that he can see the pain that haunts him, Will it be less because of the departure of the heart?

And that was what he owed him.

Xie Feiyan often thinks that it would be fine if people are unintentional.

No love, no hate, no pain, no worries, neither afraid of hurting anyone, nor afraid of hurting anyone.

So it won't hurt like this, and it won't make him toss and turn like this, making it difficult to sleep day and night.

It would be fine if he was careless.

Xie Feiyan pressed the man's hand, pierced his own flesh, and pierced his chest.

Hot blood gushed out from his fingertips, staining his hands and eyes red.

Xie Feiyan seemed to feel no pain, and pressed the man's hand deeper into his chest, digging the wound on his chest even bigger, just like he said, as if he wanted to take out his own heart come out!

The man stared at his face and smiled softly.

"Does it hurt?"

"Not at all."

Because how can physical pain compare to a restless heart day and night?

Wouldn't it be a great thing if the pain could no longer be caused by digging out the heart?

Xie Feiyan couldn't help but began to thank the illusion.

However, just before Xie Feiyan was about to dig out his heart, an angry voice sounded: "What are you doing?!"

The same familiar voice made Xie Feiyan feel at a loss.

He stopped his movements and looked beside him blankly, only to see that at this moment, a second phantom appeared on his side, his noble and indifferent face was now tinged with rage, and the eyes that stared at him angrily were almost unbearable. It seemed a little red: "Xie Feiyan, what are you doing?!"

The second phantom pointed at the first phantom, and the voice was full of anger and grievance: "You can't even tell if it's me?"

Xie Feiyan was shocked and aphasic, unable to recover for a long time.

And at this moment, the first phantom firmly grasped Xie Feiyan's hand, and said pitifully, "A Fei, who is fake, me or him?"

Xie Feiyan was tongue-tied.

The eyes of the second phantom became redder with anger, and after glaring at the first phantom, it also turned to Xie Feiyan: "Look at me or him, who is real?"

Xie Feiyan was speechless: You... Aren't you all fake?

Why are there two visions in one dream?Why did these two phantoms start to attack each other?

Xie Feiyan let go of the phantom's hand, and staggered back in this weird Shura field.

——Why did such an illusion appear in front of him?

Could it be that……

Could it be that he is still delusional in his heart that that person still loves him?Could it be that he still tried in vain to make that person feel pity for him as before in such a situation?

He actually... actually...

Xie Feiyan's face was burning red, and he managed to recover a bit of reason from the bottom of his heart, feeling a huge shame and loss.

Feeling ashamed, he turned around and left, wanting to get out of this dream, and even more want to get out of these two illusions condensed by delusion.

This time, however, the dream no longer followed his wishes.

Xie Feiyan's speed was very fast, but the phantom's speed was not slow, and quickly caught up with him and grabbed his hand.

"Don't run!" The phantom's voice was anxious, "I will never let you run again this time!"

Xie Feiyan turned around in a daze, but saw that there were still two phantoms behind him, but one person was standing far away, looking at him from a distance, like a haze, like a cloud, but the person who grabbed him was a little more embarrassed, like After walking a very long distance, he seemed to have been greatly wronged, his eyes were slightly red, his expression was stubborn, pitiful and cute.

Xie Feiyan felt a pain in his heart, and his wandering eyes fell on the reddish eyes of the latter.

"how so?"

Xie Feiyan raised his hand to touch those beautiful and pitiful eyes, but flinched when he saw the blood stains on his hands.

The phantom grabbed his hand and stuck it on his face without any explanation, looking at him with anger but also affection: "Why do you always treat yourself like this?!"

The phantom's tone was fierce and strange.

But cute.

"Wouldn't you love yourself a little more?" The illusion annoyed him.It is obviously a face like a fairy boy, but at this moment it looks like an angry cat, wanting to scratch him but afraid of his pain, "Can't you be nicer to yourself?! Could it be... don't look at you like this, I Won't it hurt?"

It is difficult for Xie Feiyan to face such words, and it is difficult to face such illusions.

He was ashamed of his delusion, but he was reluctant to leave.For the first time, he took the initiative to get closer to this delusion, and said softly: "Will you still feel sad for me?"

"of course!"

"But I treated you like that...I didn't treat you well..." Xie Feiyan lowered his eyes, "I did something wrong...I broke your heart...I..." He choked up slightly, "I'm so sorry Feel sorry……"

"I know."

"Then let me give it back to you." Xie Feiyan eagerly grabbed the phantom's hand and pressed his hand on his heart, just like before, "I'll give it back to you, okay?"

The phantom closed its eyes, as if suppressing something. Finally, he slightly bent his fingertips on Xie Feiyan's chest, and tore off Xie Feiyan's clothes forcefully.

"Varied……"

For the first time, Xie Feiyan felt astonished, and felt that the situation was developing in a direction beyond his control.

He was inexplicably flustered and wanted to back away, but at that moment, the phantom suddenly exerted force and pressed the hand under his body, while the cold and warm hand pressed on his heart.

Xie Feiyan's heart suddenly jumped wildly, and a tingling feeling like an electric shock came from the phantom's hand.

Xie Feiyan was a little confused and flustered, struggling to leave, but the man had already bent down and kissed his bloody chest.

"do not!"

Xie Feiyan gasped, his strength was drained instantly, but his heart was beating so fast that it seemed to jump out of his chest.

The phantom looked up at him slightly, frowned slightly, as if extremely sad, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Xie Feiyan was speechless.

He is not afraid of pain, he has never been afraid, because pain is a good medicine to relieve pain, and only the pain in his body can make the pain in his heart feel better.

Xie Feiyan murmured softly: "It doesn't hurt."

"How can it not hurt?"

"Because... only when you are sad... will I feel pain..."

The phantom stared wide-eyed, as if startled by his sweet words, his face was a little red, but the brows were relaxed, and Xie Feiyan easily comforted him.Noticing the change in himself, the phantom was both annoyed and unwilling: "You're only going to coax me by saying these nice things."

Xie Feiyan looked at this person greedily, looking at the other person's expression without haze, as if the estrangement of the past 100 years had never left any trace on this person, as if the other person had never been broken by him, full of true feelings .

This is Xie Feiyan's favorite look, and it is also what Xie Feiyan imagined Shen Cijing to look like.

This person's sword intent is obviously colder than anyone else's, but this person's heart is warmer than anyone else's, like light, dispelling his darkness and filling his heart with warmth.

Such a person, how could Xie Feiyan not love him?

And such a person... If it was really in front of him, how good would it be?

Xie Feiyan's heart beat faster and faster, and the bitter and slightly painful attachment flowed through his body with the blood.

He looked at the man in a daze, and suddenly forced the two of them upside down, and then carefully wiped the other's blood-stained face with his sleeve.

The phantom stared fixedly at him, and the blood-stained lips were dyed a bright color: "What are you doing?"

Xie Feiyan was a little dazed, and replied in a low voice: "The blood is too dirty, wipe it off for you."

The phantom closed its eyes and sighed again, "Fool..." He gazed at him tenderly and pitifully, and said, "Am I that good?"

Xie Feiyan was stunned, and was in a trance for a moment, a sense of wonder that seemed to be true came to his heart.

He looked at the phantom under him in confusion, not understanding why the phantom would question such a question.

"You are the best." Xie Feiyan said seriously, "There is no one better than you in the world."

The phantom said: "But I didn't do anything for you."

"You've already done that."

"What have I done?"

"You saved me."

"when?"

"When you decide to love me."

Shen Cijing took a deep breath, and finally couldn't hold it back anymore, pressed the back of Xie Feiyan's neck and kissed it hard.

The too real touch made Xie Feiyan tremble uncontrollably, and the too close breath made it difficult for Xie Feiyan to breathe.

He became more and more confused, more and more surprised.

He couldn't help but turn his head to look at the illusion standing in the distance, but the illusion in the distance disappeared at some point, only the person in front of him became more and more real.

Why?

what happened?

What did he ignore?

Xie Feiyan struggled a bit, and Shen Cijing pulled him closer again.

Shen Cijing kissed this person deeply, with fierce resentment and unspeakable pity.Between lips and teeth, Xie Feiyan's shock, bewilderment and panic almost pleased him.

"Fool." The moment they parted, Shen Cijing's fingertips brushed Xie Feiyan's red lips, "Who do you think I am?"

who is it?

What does it mean? !

Xie Feiyan couldn't believe it, he was shocked and speechless, and his mind went blank.