Rebirth of the doomsday lord Qinglong

Long Chongyu was furious, and said in a deep voice: "No matter what the reason is, if you do it, you do it."

"Don't you want to hear the reason..." Yin Qian's eyes darkened, and she said lightly, "Or have you already made your choice?"

Long Chongyu didn't say a word, the continuous stream of devilish energy rolled and re-condensed into a sharp blade in the palm of his hand, he looked at Yin Qian with murderous intent.

Yin Qian twitched the corners of his mouth, he really couldn't laugh anymore, although this was the expected result, but when the man in front of him didn't even hesitate, he was still worthless for Yin Jue, who had been in his arms since he was a child. The child who grew up in the palm of his hand, obviously of noble blood, was willing to sign a contract for this man and was enslaved. He was obviously cold and warm-hearted, but even the purest heart would be trampled by the other party.

It's not worth it at all. I am a living example. Since neither persuasion nor admonition can make Yin Jue make a wise choice, then let him come and end it for Yin Jue.

"It's useless to talk more." Yin Qian let go of the cuffs she was clenched tightly in her hands, and pulled out a red rope from her waist to tie up her loose hair. The snow-white hair was set against the bright red color. Adding a bit of elegance, "If you have the ability, kill me."

Long Chongyu's eyes froze, and in the next second, he was already in close combat with Yin Qian.

The dagger was very sharp, but it was a pity that it was difficult to break through the gauze's defense, but his strength erupted instantly, and with a little momentum, Yin Qian was suppressed to take a step back, the ground under his feet cracked, and he could hardly lift his hands.

The moment they collided with each other, the wailing of weapons, the swaying of sleeves, and the pounding of heavy rain all exploded in the ears, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of Yin Qian's mouth. He was about to send another slap, but I saw Long Chongyu suddenly turned over, using his strength to jump directly past him and onto the road leading to the villa area behind him.

Yin Qian's eyes widened in an instant, and her surprise was beyond words.

Long Chongyu glanced at him coldly, then continued anxiously walking towards the direction where Yin Jue was sensed.

Yin Qian's body was so stiff that he suddenly turned around in disbelief: "You...you're not going to take revenge?!"

"For me..." Long Chongyu's voice was a bit inaudible as if soaked in rain, "There will be no... more important than him..."

Yin Qian's lips moved.

"He must be very sad now, so..." Long Chongyu paused for a moment, but he didn't finish his sentence. The rest of the sentence was "I want to get to him as soon as possible."

Yin Qian's eyes turned red, and Long Chongyu's words were like a thunderbolt, which made him almost speechless. When he came back to his senses, the figure of the man was almost blurred, so he could only yell out suddenly: "Wait!" wait."

Long Chongyu turned his head slightly, the killing intent that was boiling all over his body just now has gradually subsided, and he said indifferently: "What else do you have?"

"If you don't listen to the reason, can you listen to the explanation?" Yin Qian's expression has calmed down, and the aggressive look just now disappeared, "You have to know why he is sad."

Long Chongyu pursed his lower lip, and said hoarsely, "What's the difference between a reason and an explanation?"

"Yes, if you choose to take revenge, I won't tell you the following." Yin Qian said lightly, "He's going to change form, just for a few days."

Long Chongyu's face was ugly, his knuckles turned white.

"It shouldn't be so fast, and that's why I rushed out to sea." Yin Qian seemed to want to torture Long Chongyu slowly, and continued after a long while: "But just now, I made sure of one thing. ..."

"Because of this, you don't want us to be together?" Long Chongyu guessed by himself suppressing his anger.

Yin Qian looked at him with anger and resentment, "It's true, but the key is you, and I don't trust you."

Long Chongyu curled his lips, "No need." As long as Yin Jue believes in him, that's enough.

About 600 years ago, the treasure of Zhenhai in the East China Sea was stolen, and Yin Qian also suffered a second betrayal from the closest person because of this, but he could not make the matter public, because the loss of the treasure of Zhenhai also meant that the East China Sea would be destroyed. facing great turmoil.

At that time, Yin Qian was so painful that he could hardly face it. After forcing himself to cheer up, he searched everywhere for an alternative magic weapon, until finally he came to Longxi Mountain.

The small village at the foot of Longxi Mountain has a lot of traffic, and the villagers are simple and honest, but he spent two nights drawing a sacrificial formation at the foot of the mountain for the hidden magic weapon, watching hundreds of villagers screaming miserably and being killed by the formation. Absorbed all souls.

After the magic weapon was drawn out, Yin Qian didn't care to eliminate the traces of the practice, and ran back to the East China Sea with a pale face holding the shiny bead all the way.The water in Zhenhai Pool dried up quickly, and the place where the magic weapon should have been placed was empty.He took the round and clear bead that was not as magical as in the legend to replace it, and after a while, the water in the pool really came alive again, overflowing from the side of the pool.

And the entire East China Sea has slowly begun to be freed from the curse of plant death and frequent plagues.

"Something happened later, and the bead didn't last long, so I put it in a piece of jade."

Long Chongyu's expression changed, "The jade in Yin Jue's hand?"

Yin Qian nodded, "It must be because of this that he was able to save his life, and now, I am afraid that he has to rely on this bead to transform."

Long Chongyu remained silent, and after a while he said in a declarative tone: "You think he will return the beads to me."

Yin Qian looked at him coldly, "No, I think there may be more hurtful ways, for example...you directly hate his existence."

Long Chongyu immediately frowned, and firmly retorted: "This is impossible."

Yin Qian secretly observed Long Chongyu for a long time, until now she quietly clenched Jiaoxiao's fingers before she relaxed. In fact, as long as Long Chongyu showed a little hesitation just now, he would never show mercy.

Yin Qian said lightly: "I will bear the responsibility of what I have done. You can hate me, but he is innocent."

On this point, it is rare for Long Chongyu to reach a consensus with his predecessor Long Jun. He is even thankful that the bead saved Yin Jue's life 500 years ago.

However, to him, revenge is not as important as Yin Jue. This is something that has been made clear hundreds of years ago, and now it is just a reconfirmation of his mind.

Long Chongyu's figure quickly disappeared into the rain.

Yin Qian didn't know if he heard the last sentence he said, "I'm the one who uses Zhenhai now, the retribution is not good, and you will get your wish."

Long Chongyu's choice was beyond his expectation, and seemed reasonable, no wonder Yin Jue liked this man, Yin Qian felt sore in his heart, and staggered back.

Long Chongyu's whole body was drenched by the rain. He recalled what the man said just now, and wished he could go faster. He felt Yin Jue's uneasiness and fear, which was sharply scratched at his heart like a knife. superior.

Long Chongyu was very annoyed, annoyed at Yin Jue's distrust, and also annoyed at what he said and did to Yin Jue in the past, why couldn't he treat him better?Why not confide in your love language a few more times?So much so that Yin Jue couldn't trust him when he learned about the past, and was so sad and helpless.

Long Chongyu found the person in his and Yin Jue's house. The villa was the original villa, and there was no gap on the wall. Because he had blessed it with magic when he left, it was intact. It was exactly the same as when he and Yin Jue left. .

There is no light in the room, although such light will not affect him in any way, but when he saw Yin Jue leaning down on the edge of the cooking table and retching into the trash can, he still felt that for a moment Everything in front of my eyes became gray.

"What are you doing!?" When he came back to his senses, he had already pinned Yin Jue to the cooking table.

"Oh!" Yin Jue covered his hurt stomach, and accidentally let out a sound. His forehead was covered with fine sweat, and his face was abnormally pale. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Long Chong. It was the first time that Yu, who was always calm, showed a sad expression.

Long Chongyu was terrified, and quickly hugged Yin Jue to the soft sofa.

Yin Jue huddled into a ball limply, he hurriedly took the water glass to rinse Yin Jue's mouth, and then mixed a glass of lemonade for him to stop vomiting.The lemon was dug out from the storage bag, it was still fresh, but Long Chongyu was so upset that he made a mess of things.

It was sour and bitter, Long Chongyu carefully fed Yin Jue a drink, and then Yin Jue turned his head away and stopped opening his mouth.

Long Chongyu wiped the corners of his mouth for him, hugged him anxiously and angrily, and gently rubbed the painful place just now: "I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, is it still uncomfortable?"

Yin Jue shook his head blankly.

Long Chongyu hugged him and pecked and kissed the corners of his eyes and lips in distress. He was afraid that he would strangle Yin Jue if he couldn't control himself, so he didn't dare to use too much force.

After Yin Jue's face finally became less pale, Long Chongyu helped him adjust his posture again so that he could better embrace him and kiss him.

It took Yin Jue a while to say: "What about him?"

Long Chongyu knew who Yin Jue was referring to, "He has gone back."

Yin Jue's dark and quiet eyes stared at Long Chongyu motionlessly for a while, as if his heart had just started beating after a long period of stagnation, "Then...then you..."

Long Chongyu's eyes were a little dim, and his voice revealed a trace of grievance: "Even you don't believe me."

Yin Jue's fan-like eyelashes were still condensed with tears from when he forced himself to vomit before, and now he was biting his lips like this, his eyes were extremely sad, no matter how angry Long Chongyu was, he couldn't speak seriously anymore.

After a while, Yin Jue choked with sobs and said in a low voice, "I thought you would want me..."