It's not good to be a priest of heaven

Liqing grabbed his collar, eyes full of resentment, "Do you know how my clan and I lived in those years when you died!! But what about you? Now you come back and tell me that you didn't die, so what about you? Where did Nian go?! You cowardly deserter!"

Li Yang gritted her teeth, her eyes were red, "I'm sorry..."

Li Qing threw him away violently, like throwing away something extremely disgusting, "Aren't you fucking able to say other than this sentence?!"

With tears in his eyes, Li Yang choked up and said, "Yes, that's right, you're right, I'm not capable enough, and I led everyone down a dead end, and in the end they all disappeared, but I, the sinner, was still alive. I am the one who is sorry for you, the brothers and sisters who died, I have failed your trust..."

Suddenly there was a tall figure standing in front of Liyang, Chu Ci's clear voice was like a clear spring in a mountain stream, soothing people's hearts, "You are right."

Then Chuci asked Liqing very calmly, "If it were you, would you be able to do better than him?"

The calm tone without any waves pierced Li Qing's heart. Li Qing clenched her fists, gritted her teeth and shouted: "I can't do better, but at least, I won't be a deserter!!" Said The word "deserter" is even more emphatic.

After speaking, he tossed his sleeves and walked away.

Chu Ci put his hands on Liyang's shoulders, lowered his head and asked softly, "Are you all right?"

Liyang was in a daze when he heard the words, his eyes were red, and crystal tears gathered in his eyes. He looked up at him, and asked with a wry smile, "You said I was right? But you didn't come in the end..."

Chu Ci's hand on his shoulder tightened all of a sudden, staring at him, his Adam's apple rolled.He has always done more than talk, because in his opinion, words are too weak, and it is not as convincing as actions, and sometimes even he does not say anything.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that he couldn't be silent. If he kept silent at this moment, some kind of connection between him and him might be broken. An inexplicable panic in his heart prompted him to explain for the first time, "I... ...to be late..."

Liyang looked at him, although he still smiled bitterly, but finally felt a little more relieved, "Is that so..."

Seeing his sad state, Chu Ci tightened his heart, lowered his head, took a step forward, and hugged the person in front of him cautiously like that night many years ago, "I am here."

Li Yang patted him on the back, took a step back from his arms, and slammed his fist on his shoulder uselessly, "If I had been able to hold on a little longer, I wouldn't have misunderstood you, Chu Ci, you are indeed mine." Brothers."

Chu Ci looked at the person standing one step away, but was taken aback for a moment, the temperature of the person in his arms was still lingering on his fingertips, but when he just retreated from his arms, he clearly felt that he was hiding He, he didn't even want to stay in his arms for a while longer... He also said with a smile that he was his good brother, a trace of loneliness flashed in Chu Ci's eyes, but he always concealed it very well, maybe it's not even He doesn't cover it up, and he won't find out...

Liyang saw that there was something wrong with his expression, so he couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you?"

Chu Ci withdrew his thoughts, quickly moved his eyes away as if hiding something, and said as calmly as possible: "It's nothing."

The white deer trotted to them and said respectfully: "Xingjun, the emperor saw that you haven't returned for a long time, so he sent me to ask if something happened to you..." As he spoke, Bailu turned pale when he saw Chuci , but the more he talked, the softer he was. After he finished speaking, he glanced at Liyang, but saw that this guy had red eyes, and he looked as if he had cried.

Chu Ci turned his back, exhaled slowly, calmed down his lost emotions, and replied, "Tell Dijun that my old illness has relapsed, so I won't watch him entertain guests."

Bai Lu's eyebrows twitched when he heard the words, and he raised his head suddenly to speak, but there was no figure of Chu Ci in front of him.

Liyang's heart twitched when he heard Chu Ci suddenly say "the old disease has relapsed". He stared blankly at the direction he was leaving in a daze, and did not come back to his senses until Bailu patted his arm.

Bai Lu stared at him angrily, "Did you make Mr. Xing unhappy?!"

Liyang asked without answering, "What's his old disease?"

Seeing his cold face, Bailu looked more serious than ever before, he was completely different from the easy-talking and bullying appearance before, so he couldn't help swallowing, and obediently replied: "I heard everyone said that 1000 years ago Xing Jun was seriously injured in the great battle, and he couldn't heal for a long time, and he had to retreat for rest every once in a while." After speaking, he said in a low voice, "You haven't answered my question yet..."

Liyang was silent for a while, then heaved a long sigh, looked towards the direction of Beidou Tiangong, and asked again: "Bailu, how much do you know about what happened 1000 years ago?"

Bailu scratched his head, "I don't know, I was brought back from the lower realm by King Xing 500 years ago. However, I once asked the old people in Beidou Tiangong, they said that what happened 1000 years ago was not glorious, and they didn't want to mention it." Let me not ask."

Liyang murmured, "Got it..."

Returning to the feast of singing and dancing again, Liyang drank one cup after another in melancholy, cut off the water with a knife, and raised a glass to relieve sorrow and sorrow...

After the banquet was finally over, Liyang and Bailu returned to Beidou Tiangong.

Liyang stood at the door of Chu Ci for a long time but still dared not knock on the door. Did he want to ask him what happened 1000 years ago?Ask him about his serious injuries... ask him how the Qilin God Clan survived?Ask him how the former Emperor Liu He fell from power?

But when the words came to his lips, he didn't dare to ask, he was afraid that some truths might be beyond his imagination.

When Bailu pushed the door out of Chuci's room with a white coat in his arms, he looked at Liyang who was standing motionless like a log outside the door, and then stuffed the clothes into his arms, "Are you here?" Ah, just in time, take Xingjun's clothes to the bathroom for him, Xingjun is in a bad mood today, I dare not go."

Liyang looked at the white clothes in his hand, and nodded blankly, "Oh."

He walked stiffly to the door of the bathroom with his clothes in his arms. He just raised his hand and then hesitantly put it down, then raised it and put it down again. He tried back and forth several times, but he didn't ring once.

But he heard a deep voice from inside, "White Deer?"

Liyang plucked up his courage, opened the door and walked in.

The bathroom was filled with hot steam, and there was an ink screen inside. Chu Ci was taking a bath behind the screen, with his back turned to him, not knowing that it wasn't the white deer.Li Yang walked around the screen lightly without making a sound. He wanted to put his clothes aside and leave, but when his eyes fell on the two hideous scars on Chu Ci's back shoulder blades, he clenched his eyes tightly. With the clothes in his hands, veins appeared on the back of his hands.