Rebirth of the doomsday lord Qinglong

Yin Jue walked up to the shopkeeper who looked like a dead fish, and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

The shopkeeper lay on his back, shaking his head, Yin Jue's face was facing the thin winter sun, clear and handsome, he sighed once again in his heart, this is fate, even though fate like himself is cheap , but no matter how you count the days, there are many.

"Your shop..." Yin Jue paused for a moment. In fact, this sentence was what he wanted to say. It is tragic enough for Lei to split up his good-natured place.

The shopkeeper twitched the corners of his mouth, and said with tears in his eyes, holding back the pain in his heart: "It's okay, I'm leaving anyway."

Yin Jue nodded, staring at him without blinking.

The owner's heart skipped a beat, with a drop of cold sweat on his forehead, this expression of torture to extract a confession... really resembles Long Chongyu.

However, the degree of Long Chongyu's reaction was indeed beyond his expectation. It was like a lit bomb. He just finished speaking. He would never say anything even if he was suffocated to death.

The shopkeeper blinked, "I didn't say anything just now!"

Yin Jue: "==..."

"Uh..." the shopkeeper scratched his head, and said in a pitiful voice, "I just briefly mentioned the origin of that cupping pot and... why it burned your hand."

Yin Jue frowned and asked, "Why?"

The store owner's expression was rare, he thought about it and finally said boldly: "I told you, don't tell Team Dragon."

Yin Jue nodded expressionlessly.

The shop owner silently said to Yin Jue in his heart: I'm sorry Lord Qinglong, in order to prevent you from being bombed like that officer Long, I can only lie to TAT with good intentions.

When Long Chongyu walked out slowly with heavy steps, what he saw was the scene of Yin Jue and the shopkeeper "having a good conversation" not far away. Boiling water scalds temper.

During the daytime, you can often see some people in a hurry on the road, most of them are going out to collect food or leave the city while the sky is bright. Although Long Chongyu and the others are in a remote location, the scene just now was indeed witnessed by ordinary people. possible.

When talking about this problem, the shopkeeper waved his hand and said, "It's just right now, no one will care, and the special office is busy looking for a channel to transfer!"

"Where?"

The shop owner counted on his fingers and told Yin Jue, "It's impossible for the sea people to live in settlements. The roads were sealed off hundreds of years ago. The demon race has always been mysterious, and they don't have much contact with the world. Maybe you can ask Long The team, and the Yaozu... well... the Yaozu can't go either."

"Why?" Yin Jue interrupted suddenly.

The shopkeeper lay on the ground and hooked his fingers at Yin Jue mysteriously. Yin Jue frowned slightly and squatted down.

The shopkeeper whispered in his ear: "Because I heard that weak and small monsters have also started to be infected in the Yaozu territory, and now it has been completely blocked, and the passages are guarded by big monsters. The consequences of trespassing are said to be quite serious..."

Yin Jue's face suddenly changed. If the monster race is really affected by the present world, then other races will definitely adopt the same method to block the passage after receiving the news... What to say about transfer, but they are just running around like headless chickens That's all.

The shopkeeper still had that heartless smiling face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. He was also a member of the monster clan, but now he was abandoned like other monsters who still stayed in the world.

Yin Jue thought of Xie Yu for a moment, where did they go after returning from the demon world?

The shop owner sighed, suddenly thought of something, and almost jumped up with a look of horror: "What about Dragon Team? Is Dragon Team still alive?!"

Yin Jue: "..."

Yin Jue blinked, turned around and found that Long Chongyu was leaning on the car door not far away, looking at this side with burning eyes, obviously half of his body was stained with blood, but he was not in a hurry at all, and he did not urge Yin Jue Jue left, only lit a cigarette, but didn't smoke, the fingertips holding the cigarette kept trembling.

Yin Jue's eyes were stabbed by the big blood stains on Long Chongyu's body, he left the off-line shop owner who was pretending to beg for forgiveness and comfort on the ground, walked up to Long Chongyu, and said lightly: "Get in the car and take off your clothes .”

The corners of Long Chongyu's eyes were still slightly red, but his emotions had stabilized. He nodded and threw away the cigarette butt and got into the car. In fact, he just couldn't accept the fact that Yin Jue was going to die. He had just found him, and even He didn't even say the explanation of the sword 500 years ago, and he didn't mind Yin Jue continuing to hate him, but now even such a humble thought has become a luxury.

Long Chongyu sat silently on his seat, letting Yin Jue tore open his sweater and shirt. The lightning strike pierced his shoulder blades, and the blood dripped desperately for a while, even if he was an iron man He couldn't take it anymore, his lips were already pale.

Yin Jue was a little dazed, thought for a while, and took off his own clothes.

Long Chongyu quickly reminded: "Put on your clothes, it's windy."

Yin Jue glanced at him silently, put the sweater back on his body, then tore off the white shirt, and first helped Long Chongyu wipe around the wound.

Long Chongyu has been looking at Yin Jue for a moment, a little sweat dripped from the tip of Yin Jue's nose, his eyes are very serious and focused, and his brows are furrowed, as if he is also heartbroken for him.

His Dragon Lord, his lofty Dragon Lord... was dragged into the abyss by him in such a tragic way...

Yin Jue temporarily bandaged Long Chongyu with a shirt, which finally prevented him from bleeding to death.

Long Chongyu's blood-stained clothes were thrown away, and Yin Jue put on his windbreaker for him, "I'll help you with the medicine when I get home." The wound opened by Tianlei is extremely difficult to heal, and it will be accompanied by burning until it heals Such intense pain, Long Chongyu is really asking for trouble.

Long Chongyu didn't answer, but endured the severe pain in his shoulder and leaned over to press a kiss on Yin Jue's mouth, "This way it won't hurt anymore."

Yin Jue was speechless, and asked after a while, "How did you lose control?"

"I remembered something from the past." Long Chongyu wrote lightly, obviously unwilling to say more, he started the car.

Yin Jue frowned slightly, recalling the reason the owner of the small shop told him just now, after all, he didn't ask any further.

I don't know if it's because of the sudden drop in temperature at night, because City Z is located in the south, there is no heating, and there is no air conditioner in the house. Yin Jue got up in the middle of the night and touched Long Chongyu's forehead. It was hot, and he still had a fever...

Long Chongyu has been silent and obedient since he came home in the afternoon, following behind Yin Jue, saying that he wanted to eat the porridge made by Yin Jue.

Yin Jue can't make porridge, he can't even wash rice well, but he remembered the reason why Long Chongyu lost control today, sighed, and actually went into the kitchen temporarily to cook a pot of porridge.

As the sky darkened, Long Chongyu was weakly drinking porridge.

Yin Jue felt a little sorry when he thought that he took the fresh cabbage from Long Chongyu's storage bag just now, and took away the Jiujiuyi plate. If he didn't take the plate away, Long Chongyu would catch him back It will be a matter of time, but it is not his own thing after all.

Thinking so, Yin Jue also began to respond to Long Chongyu's strange request with a good temper.

For example, Long Chongyu lay on the bed, took his hand and asked him to accompany him, and he accompanied him. Long Chongyu said that kissing would not hurt, so he kissed his forehead comfortingly until Long Chongyu fell asleep unsteadily, with a little smile on the corner of his mouth, although he still looked so sad.

Yin Jue remembered what the shopkeeper said about the reason why Long Chongyu lost control.

It was not because he made any mistakes that the karmic fire burned him, but Long Chongyu, who ignited the karmic fire because he was contaminated with Long Chongyu's breath.

Hundreds of years have passed, maybe Long Chongyu also had some unspeakable pain, and I don't know what kind of crime he committed before that... Karma, fate, and retribution, even the heinous fire torture touched.

Yin Jue sighed, and planned to get up to soak a cold towel to cool Long Chongyu down, but Long Chongyu suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist in a daze, and said in a serious tone: "Don't go."

Yin Jue broke it, and the more he broke it, the tighter he held it, he had no choice but to agree first: "I won't go."

Only then did Long Chongyu slow down his strength, but he didn't let Yin Jue get up.

There was no other way, Yin Jue had no choice but to give up the plan to cool the towel, a thin layer of spiritual energy gathered in the palm of his hand, and with a cool temperature, he put his hand on Long Chongyu's hot forehead.

Only then did Long Chongyu fall asleep obediently, and he was still muttering: "You spend more time with me."

Yin Jue said yes lightly.

As a result, when Long Chongyu woke up sweating with pain like a burning wound, Yin Jue was gone, and the little warmth from last night was like a dream.