I, Long Jun, am not short!

Mo Xunyu smiled cutely and harmlessly, and slightly approached Chu Xian: "How about it, Brother Chu, do you like this gift? Is it enough to make up for it?"

Chu Xian leaned on the leg of the chair, one hand was still dripping with blood, he took a deep look at Mo Xunyu, then raised the hand that was bleeding, and pressed it tightly to his lips.

"He likes you like crazy."

"The ground is a prison, and the past is trapped. I can't wake up."

Chu Xian closed his eyes.

The ground with the word "Chu Xian" written all over it.

He wiped his bloodstained fingertips.

The blue sea and cloudy sky that has never felt that time is hard to bear.

Days, months and months without a smile.

They rushed to the west coast just to have a look at Chu Xian, but they dared not let him see him.

When I was hurt and sad, I went to the garden that I couldn't get into.

He didn't dare to let Chu Xian see his face.

Care and follow carefully.

When the dragon's tail struck, it stood in front of him without hesitation.

And that day in the Demon Realm, the furnishings were exactly the same as his room, the dark silver maple leaf patterns embroidered on the white clothes, and the maple leaf patterns on Yan Cijing's body were exactly the same.

He just said, his figure is very picky about clothes, because he is too thin, the clothes are not big enough, but Yan Cijing took out the clothes that are just right size, that clothes that may have some ulterior motives, what did he prepare for? how long?

Also in Guangling City, Chu Xian casually pulled Yan Cijing over as a shield, Yan Cijing looked at him seriously, and then said to him,

"It's me, who admires Xianxian's heroic appearance, has a deep love for Xianxian, and is willing to fall, unable to extricate himself."

Chu Xian covered his lips, and tasted his own blood on the tip of his tongue. For the first time in his life, tears streamed down his face, crying heartbreakingly, his heart throbbing in pain, feeling like he couldn't breathe, but he cried too of silence.

It wasn't for his relief at all to cooperate with him in acting. That was Yan Cijing's true words. I don't know how much courage I used to cover up my feelings with the help of hydrangea, but Chu Xian said lightly. "Thanks" erased.

Obviously it was a sudden heartbeat, but the love was hidden in the wind, buried in frost and snow, and looking back, he was deeply sinful.

Yan Cijing, why is he so stupid.

Mo Xunyu tilted his head and looked at him for a while, thinking that he might not be able to stop for a while, so he smiled and continued.

"I read a book with my master, which recorded a sorcery called Biluo Huangquan. Brother Chu should also know about it. Going up to the poor and falling to the underworld."

The so-called sorcery has indescribable power, otherwise it would not be called sorcery, and the extremely mysterious Biluohuangquan can go beyond the six realms of life and death, and it can just be used to target Bihaiyuntian.

In a place like Bihaiyuntian, you can't live, but you can die, but it's too difficult to die, and you can't die in this kind of place, except for slowly dying of old age.

It is impossible for Mo Xunyu and Yan Cijing to really wait to die of old age, so I don't know when it will be. They don't know how long it took them to practice Biluohuangquan to the last stage, and the last stage of Biluohuangquan is death.

The two of them spent a little time thinking about how to die once. After thinking about it for a long time, Yan Cijing came up with an idea that was not a good idea.

He felt that since he couldn't die with a normal method of death, he could finally die with the gradual loss of bodily functions.

So, he swiped light water across his left wrist, and watched his blood flow down from his wrist, forming a small pool of blood on the ground.

The sand and dust of the loess were dyed red, and the frost and snow of the ice layer were also dyed red. The blood seeped into the soil, creating a small piece of red soil, and then in the sudden change of weather, it formed blood ice.

Mo Xunyu watched from the side and covered his lips tightly, unable to speak, but Yan Cijing continued to swipe across his wrist as if he had never heard of it—the original wound was frozen with a layer of ice.

I don't know how long it took, probably all the blood in his body was really shed, Yan Cijing closed his eyes slightly in the chaos, and there was a vague voice in his ears, it seemed that someone was calling him, but these are not important anymore .

He saw Chu Xian in the chaos, wearing a red dress, like a red wedding dress in the world, with his long hair tied up with a golden crown, and he stretched out his hand to him with a smile, Yan Cijing also stretched out his hand, and then he Seeing Chu Xian gently clinging to his bloodless wrist, he kissed each scar carefully.

When Chu Xian raised his head, the corners of his lips were stained with blood, revealing a coquettish red. He hooked the corners of his lips to Yan Cijing, and said softly: "Shangqiongbi fell to Huangquan, so far life and death cannot be controlled. Square inch There is no root and road in the land, and the heart has heaven and earth and breaks the four directions."

Yan Cijing slowly opened his eyes, first he saw Mo Xunyu's concerned face, and then his own wound that healed quickly.

He stood up supporting Mo Xunyu's shoulders, stretched his palms forward, and was blocked by an invisible barrier. Yan Cijing didn't speak, but fumbled to the side, and sure enough, he felt this all over his body. An invisible barrier.

He burst into tears all of a sudden, regardless of whether he scared Mo Xunyu, square inch, square inch.

It turned out that Bihai Yuntian only trapped them in their square inch, Bihai Yuntian was as big as his heart was, and when his heart was forced into a square inch by Biluo Huangquan, only this square inch could trap him .

Yan Cijing read softly: "Up to the poor and down to the underworld."

The invisible barrier slightly reflected a white light, making it clearly visible.

"So far, life and death are not in control."

The names on the Destiny Book of the Heaven Realm and the Book of the Netherworld's Underworld were directly crossed out. From then on, life and death cannot be determined by the heaven, earth, people, gods and ghosts.

"There is no root in a square inch."

The heart is in a square inch, and the body is only in this square inch of heaven and earth. If the heart has more thoughts, the square inch of heaven and earth can also be turned into nothing.

"Heart breaks through the world."

The barrier around Yan Cijing was gone.

He pulled Mo Xunyu back and walked out, crossed the square inch of land, looking around, there were green mountains and green waters that he had not seen for a long time, and a blood-red maple forest, just like the day he first met Chu Xian , maple red like fire.

They came out.

Mo Xunyu tilted his head to look at Chu Xian, raised his chin slightly at him, and asked him: "Brother Chu, have you cried enough? If you have cried enough, I will take you to find Cici. It is the last gift of apology."

Chu Xian wiped his eyes expressionlessly. He couldn't see his red eye sockets, so he naturally thought that others would not be able to see that he was crying. He looked up at Mo Xunyu, his voice hoarse: "Help me up."

Mo Xunyu nodded, stepped forward to give him a hand, half hugged him, and said to him: "Brother Chu, I'll take you to find Cici."

Chu Xian didn't speak, but pushed him away and stood up straight. His back was straight, as if the pain of broken bones not long ago was just a momentary illusion, and then he said: "Then hurry up!"

Looking down from the top of Misty Valley, you can basically only see a thick fog. I don't know how long this ghostly fog has accumulated, and the hearts of those who watch it feel numb.

Mo Xunyu didn't dare to release the control on Chu Xian. He was very self-aware. As long as he dared to release this layer of control, Chu Xian could kill him in a second. His Royal Highness Long Jun is really not an easy character to deal with.

Fortunately, Chu Xian didn't care about this, he stood above Misty Valley, and asked Mo Xunyu calmly: "Is he still alive?"

Mo Xunyu nodded and said: "Alive. Both Cici and I have practiced Bihaiyuntian. Although I am not as good as him, there is still some resonance between the two of us. If he dies, I must feel it."

Chu Xian nodded indifferently. Everyone in the heavens said that the Dragon Lords of the Yanyan Palace were all cold and indifferent to the world's affairs. For thousands of years, only His Highness Chu Xian was an alternative, but in fact, sometimes Chu Xian is no different from them. When he doesn't smile or speak, Chu Xian is also the cold, lonely, arrogant, cold and unkind His Royal Highness Long Jun.

Mo Xunyu continued: "I still keep the talisman that brother Chu gave me last time. Don't worry, I won't really let you fend for yourself. I will release the talisman to notify Emperor Jiuling to save you in a while. I really didn't want you to die."

Chu Xian ignored him and kept looking down, as if thinking about where it would be more practical to jump off from.

Mo Xunyu shook his head helplessly, pointed to the bottom and said: "This is the rare grassland in Misty Valley, and it is also the safest place. I planned to throw Cici down that day, so it should be here, Chu Brother, I won’t accompany you anymore, you just have to be careful, but there won’t be any problems, don’t worry.”

Chu Xian didn't seem to want to believe him very much, but at this time he had no choice but to believe him and asked, "Then, are you sure that people from the heavens can come in?"

Mo Xunyu replied without hesitation: "I'm sure. Your heavens just disdain to enter this kind of place, it's not that you can't get in. To be honest, Misty Valley is just to separate the demon world from the demon world. It really can't affect the heavens very much. You won't be unable to get out. Brother Chu, you are only too weak to be so easy to be taken advantage of by the mist."

Chu Xian nodded, and suddenly asked: "Xiao Mo, according to what you said, you and Ci Jing have a really good relationship, so why do you do this kind of thing? You can just lie to me, why don't you even have Ci Jing?" Let it go? How are you sure he won't die?"

"Because..." Mo Xunyu looked at him deeply, and closed his mouth just after saying two words. His eyes were deep, as if there were many, many things hidden in them, but no one could say anything. I can face it alone.

Mo Xunyu showed two small dimples, put his hands on Chu Xian's shoulders, and smiled at him: "Brother Chu asked so many why, because nothing is important anymore, you should go down quickly."

As he spoke, he pushed him down, and watched him fall with a slight smile, and landed in a place surrounded by mist.

Chu Xian quickly turned over in the air, his untied black hair was facing down, the wind blew his hair into a mess, and he almost squinted his eyes, but His Royal Highness Long Jun's excellent eyes clearly saw Mo Xunyu The moment he turned around, he clearly showed a confused expression, like a lost child.

At that moment, he changed back to the smiling Mo Xunyu.

Chu Xian looked at him, and said something silently to him, even though Mo Xunyu might not be able to see clearly what he was saying.

"Who do you think is playing chess?"

You thought it was you, or the person behind you.

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