The enemy has a crush on me

Qing Ze did not take his dagger.

Gritting his teeth, the ancient divine beast in strong attire knocked his dagger away, and let the dagger land on the bricks and stones in the distance, making a clang.

Yin Luo froze in place.

Qingze grabbed his hair, lifted his head, looked at him coldly for a while, clicked his tongue twice, and said with a sigh: "You really should see whether your expression is begging for death or Beg for love."

Yin Luo's pupils constricted slightly, and his face was extremely ugly.

The army below the city tower pressed the formation, and the god of war on the city tower dragged the demon god to the side of the beacon tower, and pressed him against the stone wall.

"Of course I will kill you, but I will use my own sword instead of the dagger you gave me. Because death is not a relief for you, but what you deserve most. You have no right to choose a weapon." Qing Ze said.

As he said this, he looked at Yin Luo's expression for a while, but the meaning of his hands changed.

The continuous drizzle suddenly fell from the sky.

Seeing the beacon fires that stretched for thousands of miles go out one after another, the entire sky is submerged in night, the heavenly general below the tower is worried, worried that the demon will return, not knowing how the battle between Qingjun and the demon god is going, so he can only hold his soldiers tightly and imagine that on the tower, A fight buried in darkness.

It is true that the fierce battle on the top of the tower is in full swing, but it is obviously completely different from what everyone downstairs imagined.Just as they imagined, the devil did throw away his armor and armor all the way, weeping in a low voice.

But he refused to let go.

Yin Luo's sense of shame is obviously not much left, knowing that there are thousands of troops under the city, but he can't control his reaction.

Qing Ze slapped him hard again, making half of Yin Luo's cheeks so red that it almost oozes blood.

Then he showed the wicked and cold smile that he often showed when he first met Yin Luo.

He looked disgusted and said, "It's disgusting."

"Isn't it alright for others to find out that you died so ridiculously?" At this time, he seemed to be no longer the mature and calm Qing Jun, and asked with a child-like innocence and viciousness, "Let them see Does it matter what you look like now?"

Yin Luo panted for a while and said, "...it doesn't matter."

The large robe was wet from the rain, sticking to his body, and the water dripped down his legs.

The sky is filled with black smoke and fire embers, a strong burnt smell, thick to blackish red, and the despair that is diluted by rainwater and flows in the ravines of the land.On the ground are extinguished wolf smoke, iron armor dripping with water, and knives stuck in the ground.

The pungent, poor-quality paint splashed ghostly white streaks on the dry, cracked, blood-smeared, and lingering ruins.

Qing Ze let go of his hand, let the man slip and fall to the ground as if he was exhausted, transformed into a long sword, and touched the man's neck.

Yin Luo blinked her eyes before realizing what Qing Ze said:

—— "Yin Luo, do you have any last words?"

Last words?

Yin Luo's thoughts were a little confused, he looked at Qing Ze, then at the sky.

Overhead is a very dark, very dark sky with no moon and scattered stars.

The voice of exterminating demons was suddenly far away and near, and it was hard to hear clearly.

He has no last words.

However, he suddenly wanted to tell Qing Ze an unimportant matter.

He wanted to tell Qingze: Qingze, Qingze, you have grown a head taller than before, and your appearance is not the same. When you are happy, it makes me feel a little indescribably scared.

But when he opened his mouth, he still felt that he couldn't speak well.

What is he afraid of?What he was afraid of was that the little Qingze he had loved for so long had finally grown into an appearance he was not so familiar with or understood?What I am afraid of is that the young man who was always free and willful for tens of thousands of years, who was once close at hand, suddenly became less recognizable to him in just a few hundred years?

What I am afraid of is that the naive Qing Ze who once really liked him will also disappear with the growth of the youth and never return?

What I am afraid of is that all my struggles and all my nostalgia are just the seemingly insurmountable hurdles that young people have crossed before they grow up. Looking back, they find that they are not worth mentioning.

The fear is that he thinks he can make the youth remember for a while, but will he be forgotten in a blink of an eye?

The drizzle fell on his cheeks.

Yin Luo lay among the messy folds of his clothes, looked at the sky, and said softly, "Song Qingze, hug me."

Qing Ze said: "No way, you have deceived me so badly, do you think I will show you any mercy?"

Yin Luo didn't respond.

After a while, I trembled slightly.

It couldn't stop trembling, like a victim who was unable to move an inch in a snowy day and was frozen to death.

He was lying on the ground, his teeth were creaking from the cold, his eyelashes were trembling, his hands were trembling, his cold fingertips were pulling the hem of Qing Ze's clothes very slowly and laboriously, his voice was low and hoarse, Still said: "Song Qingze... hug me..."

During the speech, tears fell down one after another, adorning his snow-like eyelashes, which made him finally look like a dying person.

Qing Ze looked at him.

No action.

In the past, Yin Luo would subconsciously tug at the corner of his clothes gently when he made requests with himself a few times before, as if because it worked for the first time by mistake, he thought it would always work.

But no trick works forever.

Especially for a moody ancient beast like him.

Qing Ze thought for a while, then pulled back the hem of his clothes.

"Yin Luo, change your last words. Maybe I will reluctantly agree." He said, "For example, leave you a whole body or something."

Yin Luo folded her fingertips together, shook her head, bit her lower lip, and stopped talking.

Qing Ze smiled and raised his sword.

Dots of green fire burned all the way from the hilt to the tip of the sword, condensing into a complicated formation.

Yin Luo lowered his hands, closed his eyes, the rain on his face dripped down his chin, as if he had already turned into a corpse before Qing Ze made a move.

Qing Ze remained expressionless.

He was about to kill the Demon God himself by the sword.

Whoosh-! ! !

The huge sound resounded in his ears, Qingze stopped his movements, and turned his head abruptly.

A huge flint that could not be extinguished by rain was thrown on the city wall by a trebuchet, smashing a piece of the city fence, and the sky was burning with fire, burning down a black flag in a short while.

This is one of the long-range weapons used by the generals to attack the city.

I was still on the tower, why would someone suddenly use flint?Aren't you afraid of accidentally hurting yourself?

Interrupting one's own movements is really a crime worthy of death.

Qingze glanced at Yin Luo who was motionless, took two quick steps, walked to the guardrail, and looked down the city wall.

Holding a golden edict in his hand, the jade bone flute stood at the back of the formation and commanded the heavenly soldiers to line up a large catapult and hurl flints violently towards the city wall.

The messenger who hadn't traveled with him when he went out to fight stood beside the jade bone flute.

This kind of edict with golden light can only be a military order personally issued by Wuliang Taihua.

He was still on the tower, and Wuliang Taihua couldn't wait to attack the city with flint.

Such a powerful flint ignited by the Nine Heavens Profound Fire, thrown in such a large amount, even if it could really kill the Demon God, would definitely affect himself who was also on the tower.

When he saw the appearance of the Demon God just now, he was filled with anger, and he only cared about torturing Yin Luo, not even caring about the abnormal state of breaking into the illusion.

Qing Ze looked under the city, then at the smooth and dull Bodhi Due bracelet, cursed secretly, took it off his wrist, and threw it on the ground.

Judging from the time when the jade bone flute took command, the illusion that almost trapped him to death was inseparable from Wuliang Taihua.

This Tianzun, who has always been arrogant to himself, has made up his mind from the beginning not to let him go back alive.

Although the heavenly generals below the city tower threw flints according to the order, they all looked incredulous, as if they thought the military order was inconceivable.

On the contrary, Jade Bone Flute's expression was normal, as if he didn't have the slightest sympathy for the joint battle with Qing Ze in the past.

Pieces of huge, burning flint fell down like a shower, leaving pits one by one on the city wall.

Qing Ze turned his head amid the roar of artillery fire.

Yin Luo seemed to be unaware of the outside world, and he was still lying there ashamed, as if he felt that it didn't matter if he was smashed to death like this.

what is this?what is this?what is this?

Qing Ze's anger started from his heart.

For hundreds of years, he has always regarded killing the demon god as his biggest goal for the rest of his life. It can be seen that the demon god turned out to be Yin Luo who made him feel sorry for him for so long. Now it seems that just a few flints can kill him.

So what is his painstaking determination for hundreds of years?Is it a joke? !

boom------!

Another large number of boulders fell, and one of them just landed beside Yin Luo, and the aftermath shook Yin Luo to cough up a mouthful of blood.

To be crushed to death by flint?So relieved?

Then he would do what Yin Luo wished, let him die simply.

Qing Ze picked up the long sword, walked in front of Yin Luo again, and stared at it for a while with bloodshot eyes.

With a final curse, he put away his long sword, and ruthlessly pulled Yin Luo's wrist to lift him up. Watching the blood flow out from the gap between the hem of his clothes, he wiped the wrinkled robe roughly to Yin Luo. Wrapped around him, hugged him horizontally in his arms, jumped down to the inner city, and drove all the way through the empty, deserted, and deadly huge city of Beidi.

He had never been in Beidi, and he never expected that there was no one in it, and even the row upon row of houses that used to be prosperous were covered with a layer of dust, as if they had been desolate for a long time.

The terrifyingly quiet huge city suddenly reverberated with his flying sound, like a needle dropped in an empty room.

It was only when they reached the imperial city that there was finally a sound.

Qingze looked at the circles of brightly lit palace enclosures in the distance and the magic soldiers guarding outside the palace enclosure, and said, "Where is your bedroom?"

He asked, but got no answer.

Looking down:

Yin Luo froze from the moment he was picked up by him, and he didn't respond to his own question.

Qing Ze frowned, and said again: "Where is your bedroom!"

Yin Luo said: "..."

Yin Luo pointed in a direction.

Qingze jumped again, thinking of Wuliang Taihua's cunning trick, he leaked a piece of information about the heavenly soldiers to Yin Luo like revenge: "Your demon generals should be back soon, before they come back those heavenly generals will attack you." Do not break through the gates of Beidi."

Yin Luo nestled in his arms silently, without speaking.

After flying to the entrance of the imperial city, Qingze looked at the demon soldier whose face changed drastically because of his appearance, sneered, and the air around his body was violently shaken, causing all the generals to fall backwards and faint, and grandiosely walked through the main entrance. Walking into the demon palace circle, he strode towards the direction Yin Luo pointed at.

In the middle of the walk, I suddenly heard a series of rushing and trampling sounds in the rainy night, iron armor hitting the ground, followed by a swift shout not far from the other side of the corner: "Father, I am alone. Went to the tower?! Why didn't you notify me!"

"Lord Anping... yes, His Majesty forbade us to tell you..."

"You fucking--" The young man in battle armor looked furious, and led a group of magic soldiers to turn out from the other side of the wall. When he saw the ancient divine beast a few meters away from him, his shouting stopped abruptly.

The attendant behind him was still hunched over behind him, explaining with trembling lips, but he didn't expect him to stop suddenly and hit his head on his back.

Qing Ze narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the young man with a frozen expression on his face, his face pale.

"..." The young man glanced at Qing Ze, then at Yin Luo who was in a state of embarrassment, his lips moved, but he was unable to speak.

Seeing his expression, Qing Ze shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm defeated, long time no see."

Hearing this, the young man finally came back to his senses, put away the horrified look that he had accidentally shown, his eyes froze, his back molars clenched, he raised his right hand like lightning, and three small arrows bounced into the orifice. .

Qing Ze sneered, stood where he was, and watched Qi Qi aiming his weapon at his demon soldier and general, his hair dancing wildly behind him, his eyes glowing blue, and the air around him was surging.

Anping also stood at the same spot, calmed down with the psychological quality of leading soldiers for many years, and said: "The heavenly soldiers invaded, and the demon god was captured. The whole army lined up, listen to my orders—"

Qing Ze raised his eyebrows, glanced at the group of demon soldiers, and finally glanced down from the corner of his eye.

He said that he didn't care about being seen by others, but the person in his arms froze into a stone almost the moment he heard the voice of the magic general, as if he wanted to faint to death.

Just to make you look ugly.

Knowing that Yin Luo was embarrassed, Qingze even held him in his arms in front of everyone and turned him upside down viciously and frivolously.

Anping froze for a moment, lowered his voice, and paused every word: "Zhu, Na, Qing, Jun."

Clang clang clang.Hearing the sound of armor moving in unison, hundreds of soldiers pointed directly at Qingze.

Qing Ze raised the corners of his mouth into a smile, seeing that Yin Luo could no longer pretend to be dead as expected, he turned his head, revealing half of his cheeks that were slapped red, and stopped him, saying: "An'er!"

Yin Luo had walked with him for several months, how could he not know that a little devil general was helpless in his hands.

But what's with the name?

When the demon soldiers heard the words, they froze in place and did not dare to move.

Anping stood in front of the demon army team without saying a word. Seeing Yin Luo clearly, he was startled for a moment, even the arm holding the arm crossbow trembled violently.

"—An'er?" Qingze looked at Anping, "Is he really your son?"

Yin Luo remained silent.

"I thought you were really alone in this world, very lonely... I regarded him as the child of some prince who took your throne, and wanted to avenge you..." Qing Ze almost murmured, saying Here his face became more and more serious, and he walked towards Anping step by step, his tone was as serious as a ghost.

"I didn't expect that. You Yin Luo, you actually hid an illegitimate child from me."

The demon soldier took a step back, stuck in place like an anchor, his slightly green skin glowing with an aura stronger than the darkness of the night.

Qing Ze has always been a person who can distinguish between likes and dislikes, as much as he is soft-hearted towards those he loves, he will be more ruthless towards those he dislikes.

At this time, it seemed that he was really angry.

Even though the current situation is extremely embarrassing, Yin Luowu couldn't help but twiddle himself.Yin Luo's ten fingers clenched together for a while, hooking Qingze's neck, in full view of the demon soldiers, leaned close to the ear of the playful ancient beast, said something, paused, and returned to the original place.

Qing Ze finally looked down and took a look at him.

I saw two rows of drooping eyelashes.

He let go of his hand slightly provocatively, looked at the man who suddenly tightened his collar, hugged him again, smiled viciously, lowered his head, leaned into his ear, and said, "Okay."

Then he turned his gaze and said, "Anping, your father begged me to spare your life when he was about to die. If you are sensible, you should obediently back away and make way for me."

Seeing that Anping was still not retreating a single step, Qingze finally lost his patience completely, his eyes flashed, and several magic circles carrying stellar energy ruthlessly pressed down on the demon general, crushing them all at once, forcing the demon soldiers to fall all over.The last magic circle pressed down on Anping like a mountain of five fingers, preventing him from moving.

Qing Ze stepped over the body of the young man who fell on the ground, and walked forward without looking sideways.

He walked all the way to the door of a magnificent bedroom.

Yin Luo's sleeping hall is very luxurious and magnificent, covered with soft and dense carpets with complicated patterns, burning with an inconsistent, cold and ambiguous incense, and layers of thin red gauze hanging down from the beams, very voluptuous swaggeringly.

Long Ta hid behind layers of red gauze curtains, and a golden dragon danced by the bedside, looking very majestic.

The spacious bed is covered with several layers of soft cushions that can sink under light pressure. The brocade quilts are scattered in a messy manner. Drop along the edge of the bed onto the footrest.

On the head of the bed was a jade ruyi, a white jade jug, and several wine glasses, all of which were upside down, and only one end was placed on top of it.A wine glass had fallen to the floor, with a broken corner, and the wine had wetted a small piece of carpet.

Bah, what a fucking drunk.

Qing Ze threw Yin Luo on the bed, opened the jug and smelled it.

It is ordinary, mortal wine.

Not even strong.

Qingze put down the jug, turned into a long sword, turned around, looked at Yin Luo who propped up his body slightly, pierced Longta with his sword along his neck, felt that the scene in front of him was the same as when he saw Yin Luo for the first time Very similar.

Qing Ze said: "Say."

What he said was to let Yin Luo fulfill the promise just now.

He originally planned to teach the demon general a lesson by killing Yin Luo before killing him, but Yin Luo, who was eager to protect his son, came to his ear and put forward new conditions.

What Yin Luo said was: "Song Qingze... I have checked many things in the past few hundred years. You take me back to the room, and I will tell you everything I know."

Qingze was tricked by Wuliang Taihua, and felt that there was something wrong with this Tianzun, so he naturally wanted to take revenge. Before he tortured Yin Luo enough, getting enough information from Yin Luo would kill two birds with one stone.

On a whim, I said yes.

Now that he had said yes, he carried Yin Luo back to the bedroom and waited for his answer.

Yin Luo looked at the sword edge on the side of his neck, pursed his lips, organized a prophecy, and was about to speak.

Qing Ze changed his mind again.

"But before that," said the ancient beast, "you have to tell me what happened to Anping."

Yin Luo froze for a moment.

To Qingze, this shouldn't be considered an important matter, but Qingze seemed very depressed.

Qingze saw Yin Luo's stiff expression, and his words became more harsh: "Which concubine did you have the baby with? By the way, I heard that you had only one concubine, who gave birth to a pair of children for you. You were secretly executed early on."

"I've never believed it, but it seems it might be true." He paused and said, "Anping, Anping——I've never heard you mention it. Could it be a wild seed that was conceived by a prostitute in Fireworks and Willow Lane? Did you come to recognize your ancestors and return to your clan?"

"Didn't you have been marching and fighting in the early years? There are no women in the barracks, right? I heard...you people who lick blood at the knife edge, there will be no tomorrow. If you are more indulgent, every time you conquer a city, you have to go to Goulanyuan to search for it." Having fun, but many of them are infected with dirty diseases..."

"Yin Anping? Who is his mother? Does he know that his father likes men? He knows how much his father is in bed..." The more Qing Ze spoke, the more aggressive his tone became. Looking at Yin Luo, his expression was slightly disgusted, "I Is it really your first man? Your reaction at that time couldn't possibly be the first time...Yin Luo, there is nothing wrong with you, right?"

Seeing that he was talking too much, Yin Luo said, "Song Qingze!"

Qing Ze shut his mouth.

Yin Luo and Qingze looked at each other out of breath for a while, tried to adjust their breathing, and said, "Anping is not my son. I have no son or daughter under my knees, he is you and me... It was the child you rescued from Longxia Village, I recognize him as a son."

Qing Ze said: "What?"

Yin Luo said: "Anping is the kid in Longxia Village, I named him."

Ankang and happiness, a lifetime of peace.

Yin Anping.

Qingze repeated in confusion: "Longxia Village?"

Too much time has passed, and his memory is a little fuzzy.

Then the next second when he remembered, this ancient beast showed a terrifying expression.

He looked at the white-haired man in disbelief, and said, "Yin Luo, what did you do?"

"You lunatic, do you know what you did?" Qingze grabbed Yin Luo by the throat, "That kid in Longxia Village?——He is a normal, living person. He trusts you so much, and he made friends with you." He made a lot of new friends, and he got along well with everyone in the office..."

"Do you think that everyone is a living dead person like you, who doesn't care about being enchanted? Do you think everyone is a monster like you who is always incompatible with others? He was left in Taihan. You told me not to give him a weapon, I listen Yours, take back his weapon. He is blessed by the fairy enchantment, and he will have a long and good life in the future, and he will spend his life safely... The human race has three reincarnations. You not only ruined his life, you Ruined his three lives and three lives... We didn't save him to let him accompany you to eternal doom!"

"Even if you need a minion to do evil, why don't you let go of a child who trusts you?"

"Why are you so selfish? Why are you so terrible?"

"Who are you? Who are you? Why are you wearing Yin Luo's skin? What kind of monster are you?"

Every time he said a word, Yin Luo's face turned pale.