unscrupulous male concubine

At noon, a faint ray of sunlight shone through the window through the thick clouds. Chunjing stood in front of the window and looked up at the clouds coated with silver light by the sun, feeling a little dazzling.

He knew that behind the punctured cloud was the loophole of this secret technique, as long as he passed through it, he could get rid of the endless reincarnation nightmare here.

He had experienced the brutality of the war yesterday, and he could even feel death floating past his body.

But...the boy hasn't come yet.

Chunjing stared at the faint light, for fear that it would be swallowed by dark clouds.Holding on to the window lattice, he bent his fingers and subconsciously tapped on the cracked wood, duk... duk duk... duk duk... the sound fell on his ears more and more urgently, making people anxious.

He flipped up his robe, turned around and sank into the armchair, lowered his head slightly, raised his eyelids and stared gloomily at the half-opened door.After another quarter of an hour, a ray of light hit Chunjing's feet, the dust danced in the faint light, and was coated with a layer of golden light, shining brightly.His eyes fell on the dancing dust, and his tightly wrinkled brows slowly loosened. He was too nervous and wanted to leave here as soon as possible!

He has already wasted half a day here, and there is only one and a half days left, although it's okay if he can't go back on time, but Ruirui will suffer for him in the end.

What can he do for a day and a half?Chunjing raised her hand to lift up the robe, and put it down gently. Although it was a weak wind that could not be noticed at all, the dust still drifted for a long distance. Some were blown out of light, and some were new dust because This gust of wind was stained with the breath of sunshine.

Sometimes, a seemingly insignificant flap of wings can also set off huge waves.

Chun Jing stared at it for a while, and another half a quarter of an hour passed. He let out a long sigh of relief, and stood up with a heavy face. It seemed that the boy would not be able to catch up.

He turned around and raised his head to bask in the sunshine. This gray innocence really wanted to smother him!The sun caressed his brows and eyes, jumped down from his eyelashes, and flicked his delicate face, and the light layer of white hair on his face was also dyed gold.

He thought about it carefully, even if the boy missed it this time, it's not like he lost his life at all.The current situation is that Zhileng is weak and Qianhang is strong, so he needs such an artificial barrier to temporarily block Qianhangzhi's attack, so as to gain a chance to recuperate.That is to say, as long as the current situation is changed, there is no need for this barrier to exist, and whoever made it will just accept it.

At that time, not only General Duan Nian, whom the young man begged for, but everyone trapped here will be able to obtain salvation.

The sun was getting hotter and hotter, Chunjing frowned slightly, and pressed his hand on his chest, he felt the sealed spiritual energy in his body suddenly boiled up, trying to break through the barrier and escape from it, so that his heart was crushed Uncomfortable, a little hard to breathe.

With a bang, Chunjing's feet went limp, and he staggered two steps, grabbing the window lattice with both hands, barely supporting himself, his face was already pale.

The door was knocked open behind him, Chun Jing turned her head stiffly and glanced, then fell down on the chair.He forgot that because his heart was once taken out and his soul fell into the underworld, it was easier for his soul to separate from his body than others.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, although the yang energy is at its peak and the secret arts are weakest, it is also the time when the secret arts struggle is the most intense.It's like two equal people fighting, and one person suddenly breaks the rules and eats a big tonic pill, and his strength soars. Will the person who didn't take it just raise his hand and surrender?of course not!He will try his best to fight the opponent, maybe he will win the fight!

It was the thin and pale young man who broke into the door, and behind him was a sharp-edged, star-eyed, sword-browed young general in military uniform. At this time, he was as different from the one who killed people in the night, like Shura. Although the energy in the two of them was strong, it wasn't enough to make people's hair stand on end.

"The time is just right." Chunjing coughed with her hand on her lips, looked up at the young man, and turned her head to look at the sunlight that broke through the clouds.

"As expected, I saw the right person!" The young man took two steps forward and stopped half a step away from the encouraging sun. He stretched out his hand excitedly, wanting to touch the sun, "After that incident, this For the first time in the city the sun shines."

"You will be wiped out!" Chun Jing frowned and reminded in a cold voice when the boy's fingers were about to touch the sun.

"What do you mean?" Duan Nian, who was standing by the door, had been staring at Chun Jing warily since he came in. Seeing Chun Jing scolding the young man like this, and inexplicably mentioning the word "soul flying away", Duan Nian took a step forward, squinting his eyes and threatening Chun Jing.

Chunjing turned her head to look at him, raised her eyebrows slightly, and then looked at the young man who reluctantly retracted her hand, "He doesn't know anything?"

The boy shook his head, "Except for me, their memories will be refreshed once they are ugly."

Chun Jing glanced at Duan Nian, curled her lips, "This is also the compassion of this secret technique."

"Not remembering doesn't mean it doesn't exist. The wound is engraved on the soul." The young man had a painful look on his face, and no one knew the pain better than him.

"What are you talking about?" Seeing that there was no response to his words, Duan Nian's anger grew even stronger. He took a step forward and grabbed the young man's arm, "Yang! What are you hiding from this person?" I?!"

The moment he approached the boy, the boy's eyes widened suddenly, and he stretched out his hand to push him away.The twisting of the body caused the hem of his robe to fly up, exposing it to the sun, and with a hiss, the fire ignited his hem of the robe.

Chunjing stood up abruptly, grabbed the boy's arm, dragged him down to a dark place away from the sun, and put out the fire while his painful roar was still in his throat.

It was not only his clothes that were burning, but also his soul.A fire at three o'clock can burn the soul to ashes.

Duan Nian looked at the two people who were tightly hugging each other, clenched his fists tightly, his whole body trembling slightly, he shook his head lightly and stared at the young man in disbelief, "You betrayed me?"

"No!" The young man didn't have the strength to push Chunjing away, so he could only let him support him. He looked at Duan Nian with tears in his eyes.

Chunjing helped the boy sit down by the bed, straightened up and looked at Duan Nian, "Since he didn't tell you clearly, let me explain. You are all dead now, and you are all just souls. Don't believe it? You don't have to believe it, Didn’t you see? He can’t get close to the sun, the sun will burn his soul. Why did he push you away just now, not for me, but for you! If you are exposed to the sun, you will be like him just now. He has worn me out One night, the two of us had a little friendship, so I helped him put out the fire, but if you were on fire, I might just stand by and watch, after all, we have nothing to do with each other."

"You said I'm dead?" Duan Nian's Adam's apple rolled up and down, he looked at Chunjing in disbelief, and then turned his gaze to the young man, who avoided his gaze and lowered his head.

Chunjing walked to the window and glanced at the sky outside, "Don't interrupt me, and listen to me, although you only have souls left, you can't go to the underworld to reincarnate, because this city is surrounded by a powerful spirit People have used secret techniques to use the entire city as an altar, and you, the living and dead souls, have created a realm of nothingness that no one can cross. The purpose is to make a temporary truce between the two sides. The war outside is considered to have stopped, but This secret technique will not stop working, the altar will slowly grind your souls into powder, when the wind blows, you will be wiped out, and there will be new creatures or dead souls in the vacated places In addition, as long as the artisans don't stop, there will be no exit from this realm of nothingness."

"You talk too much." The young man looked up at Chunjing, frowned slightly, with a bad premonition in his heart.

"If you don't tell him clearly, he won't leave." Chunjing didn't look at the boy, but just stared at Duan Nian, "The current situation is that he... Yang is a forgotten pawn, he is not here This secret technique requires a soul, so he still retains his memory, and he will be killed by you every day and every night, and he will suffer a hundred times and a thousand times. In the spirit of humanitarianism, I am naturally happy to take him out. But he I came here to grind me not only for himself, but also for you. He asked me to take you out too. Don't worry, someone will fill your vacancy. When you get out of this void, I can send you two to the underworld , when the time comes to reincarnate and start a new life. I've said everything I need to say, it's getting late, get ready, we should go!"

Duan Nian stood there without moving, with no expression on his face, he didn't know what mood he was in.

"General." Enduring the pain of his soul being torn apart, the young man walked to Duan Nian's side, grabbed his arm, and felt a bad premonition in his heart.

Duan Nian pursed his lips, raised his hand and brushed the boy's hair that had fallen to his forehead, and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around him, letting him lean against him.

"Who created this secret technique?" Duan Nian took a deep breath, and the calm expression on his face has returned.

Chun Jing frowned and looked at him, knowing that he had already made a decision, he said, "Living and dead souls, you occupy the space of dead souls."

"I see." Duan Nian smiled, it turned out that they lost.He turned his head to glance at the young man, and murmured, "Will you really lose your soul?"

"If you're lucky... maybe there's still a glimmer of hope." Chun Jing turned around and looked at the clouds gradually gaining the upper hand, frowning.

Duan Nian held the boy in his arms, "I want to be selfish, and spend the last time with you before my soul flies away, is that okay?"

"Have you decided?" The boy looked up at him with clear eyes filled with tears.

"This is our responsibility." Duan Nian hugged the boy tightly, watching the sunlight from the window gradually disappear, and the clouds completely blocked the sunlight outside.

"I don't want you to die." The young man hugged him tightly, buried his head in his arms, tears penetrated through the armor, wet his clothes, and seeped into his heart.

Duan Nian smiled softly, and gently stroked his back, "We are all dead."

The young man's voice was choked with sobs, "I haven't followed you enough yet! You haven't taught me the Baiyan swordsmanship yet!"

"I was too relaxed with you before." Duan Nian said with a smile.

"Do we still have a chance?" The young man sobbed and raised his head to look at Duan Nian, with tears rolling down his cheeks.

"If you're lucky." Duan Nian said.