After I died, I soared

Xi Ling slowly opened her eyes, and the scene in front of her eyes completely changed.This place is not the Nine Heavens, nor the Underworld. The place is magnificent, with carved beams and painted buildings. Although it is gorgeous enough, it is unavoidable to be vulgar because it is decorated with gold and silver everywhere you look.

He remembered that before he fell asleep, he was still at the gate of the boundary between humans and ghosts, when Shen Jiming rushed out recklessly, he was so anxious that he fell down.Closing his eyes, he vaguely remembered that Shen Jiming was fine, did Shen Jiming bring him here?

Shen Jiming likes pure and elegant things far more than gold and silver decorations, this place doesn't seem to suit Shen Zhiming's heart, why did he bring himself here.

Looking up from a distance, there is a long figure standing on the high platform in front of him, similar to Shen Jiming's figure, but much thinner.The man was wearing a yellow robe, and dragon patterns were embroidered on the cloak to keep out the cold. Xi Ling remembered that dragons were respected by the people, and dragon patterns were only used by the royal family.This person looks young, but he has already obtained the throne of more than ten thousand people, which is rare.

With Shen Jiming in his heart, he looked around, only to find that there were people kneeling on the ground beside him, everyone lowered their heads and no one dared to look up.Xi Ling immediately realized that the emperor in this world was probably holding some kind of grand ceremony, such as offering sacrifices to heaven or ancestors, in order to keep the world safe and healthy.

Xi Ling frowned.

The young emperor turned around. He was well dressed, every strand of hair was carefully braided and combed, but he still couldn't hide the ashes and fatigue between his brows, and he looked like he was dying.And his eyes are dull, his facial features are exquisite, and the tip of his nose is slightly red, it is Shen Jiming.

The breathing suddenly became rapid, and the high platform and stairs turned into sharp knives and sank into the heart.Xi Ling wanted to go forward, but found that she couldn't make a sound, nor could she move. She could only watch helplessly as the dying Shen Jiming stretched out his thin wrist to take the torch, and fumbled for the wick of the giant lamp.

"Shen..."

He tried hard to call Shen Jiming's name, but he couldn't do it no matter what.

Shen Jiming's right arm was held stiffly, and Xi Ling remembered that Shen Jiming's right hand was not very sensitive, but he cleverly covered it up a few times.

Xi Ling understood in her heart that this was Shen Jiming's memory.

Shen Jiming told Xi Ling the whole story of his life, his tone was very calm, as if the protagonist in the words was not himself.Xi Ling naturally knew that Shen Jiming's life was not as easy as he said, but just talking about Xi Ling's chest tightness, let alone seeing it with his own eyes.

pat.

Shen Jiming didn't even have the strength to pick up the torch.

A hint of panic appeared on the originally numb and desperate face. The courtiers knelt down with their own thoughts, but no one was willing to pick up the fallen torch for the blind emperor.Shen Jiming squatted down and tried to pick it up again, but there was nothing in front of his eyes, and he didn't even know that the place where his fingertips touched was a burning fireball.Soon, Shen Jiming fell to the ground, his hands must have been scorched, his fingers connected to his heart, and the pain was unbearable.

"I said vicious words to Li Longcheng, which offended all the officials. I was beheaded first and then given dumb drugs. In the two years before I died, I was not only blind, but also dumb."

So Shen Jiming couldn't even cry out in pain, the emperor of a country curled up like a wounded little animal, holding his burnt finger in his mouth.

And all the courtiers present were indifferent.

Suddenly, Xi Ling's body loosened, and the strong force restraining him collapsed in an instant.He rushed forward in two steps in three steps, trying to lift Shen Jiming up from the ground.

Shen Jiming's hands were too cold, and his breathing was so weak that it seemed that he was about to die in the next moment.Xi Ling's rationality was gradually swallowed up, and he wondered if he was really insane.He put his arms around Shen Jiming's shoulders, this man's body was already covered with skin and bones, and even a tael of flesh and blood could not be released.

His body was weak and he didn't feel much weight leaning on Xi Ling's body.After a while, Shen Jiming came back to his senses, he found himself being hugged by someone, and suddenly struggled violently.He broke free from Xi Ling's chest, and crawled away with hands and feet, not wanting Xi Ling to get close.Undoubtedly, such an attitude threw a boulder into the calm state of mind of Shenjun Ji Ye, and caused great waves.

Shen Jiming was avoiding him.

Shen Jiming was running away from him.

The veins on the back of Xi Ling's hands were bulging, his eyes were scarlet, and his breathing became heavy.

The authorities are fans, and the Lord Silent Night is no exception.He didn't realize how terrifying his eyes were at the moment, as if he wanted to swallow Shen Jiming alive and eat him into his stomach.

Xi Ling didn't even know why he got angry, he couldn't restrain his palm, let it touch his neck with his heavy arm, and stroke the protruding Adam's apple with his fingertips, showing a warning and threat.As far as Shen Jiming is concerned, such a not-so-gentle behavior is undoubtedly making things worse.He was like a swan driven into the mire, whose neck was lifted by the hunter and whose wings were broken.He has no possibility of escape, only forced to accept everything.

Xi Ling didn't look as calm as before, he leaned close to Shen Jiming's ear, and said in a deep voice, "Useless struggle."

Shen Jiming's body trembled slightly.

"Do you think you can hide from me?"

Shen Jiming was forced to step back, he shook his head helplessly, with flattery, fear, and even apology.And this is not what Xi Ling wants.

He remembered that Shen Jiming would smile tenderly, and when he was drinking, he would vigorously wipe the corners of his wet lips heartily, or under the bright lights on a snowy night in winter, Shen Jiming would sit on the ground with a piano on his knees, the strings of which were light Dial, the melody is melodious.

Xi Ling had never seen Shen Jiming like this before, but somehow felt that these scenes were very familiar. Just thinking of such words, those vivid pictures jumped into his eyes like a carp leaping into the water.It was as if he had seen them thousands of times, even enough for him to paint them on paper with pen and ink.

No, it is not.

Another voice rang through my mind.

Shen Jiming will dodge, and one day he will dodge you.

He will hide in a place where you will never find him again, where the sky is dark, cold and damp, he has so many injuries from the battlefield, if he lives there for too long, the injuries will definitely get worse How many soups and medicines are a remedy for a dead sheep.But Shen Jiming will definitely avoid you, you won't see him for a long time soon, you won't see him again, in this life, in this life, in eternity, you won't even see him in your dreams again.

For a moment, Xi Ling couldn't tell whose memory it was. Shen Jiming's expression of looking at death before the gate of hell was intertwined with the scene in front of him. He had a splitting headache and almost collapsed.

Sensing Xi Ling's abnormality, Shen Jiming, who was wearing a yellow robe, stretched out his hand silently, and stroked the top of Xi Ling's hair with his burnt fingertips.

Xi Ling erupted with an unprecedented hostility, like a hedgehog covered with thorns, if he was not careful, he would be dripping with blood.Shen Jiming was already bruised all over his body, this move was like moths to a flame to him.He is still unable to save himself, so how can he comfort others.

Why is Shen Jiming like this? !

Unspeakable emotions rise from the chest, making people crazy and trembling.Xi Ling almost thought that he hated the man in front of him, hated his escape, hated his determination, hated his pair of blind eyes that couldn't see through other people's intentions.

This hatred made Xi Ling even more paranoid.

He will not let Shen Jiming escape, he will follow him every step of the way.Even if he chased him into mountains of swords and seas of fire, hell and sky prison, he would not let go.

Shen Jiming, Shen Jiming!

Cold sweat dripped from Xi Ling's beautiful forehead. He had never felt such strong emotions in nearly ten thousand years, and now they all erupted.

But the real Shen Jiming didn't know what Xi Ling had dreamed about, so he took out his handkerchief to wipe off the water on Xi Ling's forehead, thinking to himself, it must have been too long to sleep.

After Xi Ling fainted, Shen Jiming supported Xi Ling by himself and sent him into Xinglin Hall with the strength of his breastfeeding.Experienced in benevolent arts, Xi Ling's cultivation base was broken when he was diagnosed eight hundred miles away.As the highest-ranking god of war in the world, Xi Ling's cultivation is no small matter. After all, Lord Ji Ye is admired by the gods not only because of his handsome face, if not for his high cultivation, how can he be worthy of being with the Japanese? The name of Yue Tongzun.How many demons and ghosts stared at Xi Ling, wishing to tie the villain to curse this god who suppressed them so much that they dare not make trouble.If the fact that the power of Ji Ye Shenjun has been greatly reduced is leaked out, there will be chaos in the world.

Renshu couldn't enter the Jiuchongtian, so he had to invite the two gods to live in Xinglin Hall temporarily so that he could diagnose the pulse and prescribe prescriptions at any time.However, Xiling's treatment was neither injury nor illness, it was a matter of God's calamity, even the benevolent doctors were helpless.It's nothing more than burning some soothing herbs to prevent nightmares from taking advantage of the void.Ren Shu saw that God Lord Han Che's eyes were much clearer, and knew that Shen Jiming's illness might be cured soon, so he confidently entrusted Xi Ling to Shen Jiming's care.

Shen Jiming unexpectedly found that he didn't hold grudges, he was so angry that he quickly forgot. He saw Xi Ling vomit blood and lost consciousness, all the anger and annoyance disappeared, leaving only Xi Ling's pale face.He was more concerned about Xi Ling's health than any cultivation.During the past few days when Xi Ling was in a coma, Shen Jiming was always watching by the bedside, for fear that any accident would happen to Xi Ling.

I don't know who is the mortal who has broken ties with the Lord Jiye, and whether that mortal will also ascend to immortality after the divine calamity is over, and whether he has to prepare a wedding gift in advance.

He took out a rough stone from his body and looked it back and forth.

This is the piece where he and Xiling slept in Qingqiu Mountain. Xiling said that the jadeite in it was priceless, and Shen Jiming was curious, so he secretly knocked a piece off.Facts have proved that Ji Ye Shenjun really has sharp eyes, and except for a thin layer of stone clothing outside the boulder, it is really wrapped in high-quality and flawless jade.Shen Jiming was very curious, so he kept it.

He couldn't afford to send anything good, and he couldn't send two more plum blossom cakes for such a big event as the marriage of Lord Jiye.

While waiting for Xi Ling to wake up, he fiddled with the stone in his hand.

Hard work pays off, Xi Ling is awake, Shen Jiming has no time to show joy, when Xi Ling sees him, it is as if he is seeing an enemy, his brows are tightly knit, and he pulls Shen Jiming's Wrist, brutally suppressing the person on the bed.Shen Jiming was unprepared for Xi Ling and was easily captured.He was stunned and stunned, his hands were imprisoned above his head, and his whole body was covered by Xi Ling's generous chest.

Such a posture is really ambiguous. His Highness the Nineteenth Highness, who secretly borrowed the peachy story book, coughed twice, and said in a low voice, "Shen Jun...? Shen Jun? Come back to God?"

Xi Ling's expression didn't change, she still stared at him as if Shen Jiming owed him money.

"Shenjun, I, I am Shen Jiming, is Shenjun sleepy and drowsy?"

"..."

"Is the god still angry with me?"

Xi Ling's vision finally became clear, and it was fixed in front of the lively face in front of him.The same face is different from the dream, which one is real and which one is fake?

Hidden under the skin of laughter, what kind of past has this body suffered?

Xiling came to her senses, but still refused to let go of Shen Jiming.Afraid that if he let go of his hand, this person would fly away and disappear forever before his eyes, he was really scared.Even now, even Shen Ye still has to admit that his desire for and possession of Shen Jiming is extraordinary, such feelings are by no means a simple companion or comrade-in-arms.Xi Ling has never tasted love, but he doesn't understand it at all.

This is eros.

"Shenjun, let's have a frank and honest chat. It's better to talk about some things." Shen Jiming tried to speak with confidence: "I really don't know what's offending you, so you can tell me anyway. What's the matter with being sullen and ignoring others, after all, you are an adult who has lived for tens of thousands of years, why are you still acting like a child..."

"Is Shenjun quite critical of Li Longcheng, but I think what Shenjun did some time ago is exactly the same as that kid Li Longcheng. When he was 12 years old, I asked him what kind of girl he liked, and I just asked him casually. That bastard turned his head and left, and didn't answer me for three days. I was still a prince at the time, but he was terrible."

When Xi Ling heard the words Li Longcheng, she was about to lower her face, and when Shen Jiming mentioned the girl she liked, she was startled for a moment, and then suddenly said: "What kind of girl do you like?"

Shen Jiming was at a loss for words for a while, the mind and cultivation of Lord Ji Ye were also broken, didn't he?

Xi Ling persevered: "What kind?"

Xi Ling realized that his anger towards the man named Li Longcheng was due to the entanglement between Shen Jiming and him, and he finally remembered the most important point, Li Longcheng's heart was true to Shen Jiming, Shen Jiming really couldn't let him go, but this does not mean that Shen Zhiming is also a broken sleeve.Shen Jiming only has brotherhood towards Li Longcheng, he probably likes women just like other men.

Shen Jiming thought for a moment, then smiled: "I like people who look like Lidong."

"Lidong." Xiling repeated.

"It's the type that looks cold."

Xi Ling didn't know what to feel in his heart, he let go of Shen Jiming, got out of bed and adjusted his clothes, and said: "Well, if there is such a woman, I will help you pay attention."

Shen Jiming was speechless, so he could only change the subject abruptly: "Shenjun sleeps...he sleeps well."

This can be said to be the real thing. There is nothing to talk about. Shen Jiming raised his forehead, and when he woke up, the cultivation base he had worked hard for thousands of years was gone, so whoever could sleep soundly.A gloomy look flashed across Xi Ling's face, he clenched his fists, and fragments of the dream flashed through his mind, damn it, he couldn't suppress his anger again.

That memory that should belong to Shen Jiming broke into his dream out of thin air, and even aroused his love desire that had been silent for thousands of years. Xi Ling thought that the word love was the most pure and beautiful in the world.He is used to being deserted, and every time he sees a pair of men and women who have no fate, they will fall in love with each other and spend their lives together hand in hand. Such feelings make him admire.Even if it is the wolf boy who is locked in the soul lamp, he has too much murder in his hands, but he is still obsessed with the girl he loves.Dong Ling was probably the last ray of kindness in the wolf man's heart.

And why is his love for Shen Jiming so strong, even extreme?

If he hadn't experienced it personally, he would never have believed that he would strangle him by the throat because of Shen Jiming's evasion.The dignified three-day god, who couldn't face love calmly, actually resorted to such indecent tricks to force Shen Jiming to submit.What kind of god is he?Not even a mortal.

Xi Ling was about to go out, but Shen Jiming hurriedly called out: "Shen Jun, where are you going with this matter?"

"This is Xinglin Hall. I'm fine now. Naturally, I'm going to the world to resolve the last wish of the wolf boy. This is the entrustment of Hades."

Shen Jiming was a little uncertain about Xi Ling's attitude: "God, just go on like this?"

"Otherwise how will we go down?"

After deliberating his words, Shen Jiming spoke again: "Does Shenjun have a sense of Shenjie?"

"What do you mean?"

"Can the gods still use the Pangu sword?"

Xi Ling waved his sleeve to summon the weapon, and the giant sword came out in response, but Xi Ling couldn't hold its hilt, and the blade fell to the ground, almost punching a hole in the ground of benevolence.

Xi Ling's face became even uglier: "As you can see."

This time he is really no different from ordinary people.

"The status of gods and monarchs is high and powerful. It is inevitable that some of them sincerely worship them. There may be accidents if they enter the world rashly." Shen Jiming said seriously: "Renshu and I have kept this matter a secret. I guess Yun Xiangrong has friendship with many gods in the sky. , Shenjun loses his cultivation, and the fewer people who know about it, the better."

After a pause, he said again: "I owe Shenjun a lot, and Shenjun ignored the past, and helped me a few times. I will not betray Shenjun."

Shen Jiming spoke so sincerely and openly, it only seemed that Xi Ling's thoughts were even more shady.

Xi Ling said: "A good bird chooses a tree to live in. I have lost my cultivation. I am afraid that there are not a few people who can't understand me in the past. You and I are separated for a while. Your spiritual power is still running jerky, so don't be dragged down by me." about you."

Shen Jiming suddenly turned into a boiled shrimp.

This person was indeed taken away from his brain!

"Shenjun, if you are dissatisfied with me, why don't you just say it outright, and you have to try your best to find a reason to quarrel with me?"

"I'm not arguing with you. There is a saying in the world that you will fly separately when a disaster is imminent. I think there is some truth to it."

"There is another sentence before the catastrophe is imminent," Shen Jiming smiled angrily: "It is said that husband and wife are birds in the same forest. You and I are not husband and wife, why do we fly separately?"

Xi Ling was about to retaliate.

Ren Shu hurriedly knocked on the door: "You two gods, stop arguing, there is a big event in the sky."

Shen Jiming: "Okay, Renshu, you are an honest person, how do you know that I am arguing with Shenjun? Did you overhear it?"

Ren Shu wiped the sweat from his forehead: "The voices of the gods are so loud that it's hard to hear them! The damage to the cultivation base of the Lord Ji Ye was somehow leaked out, and now the sky has exploded. The fairy boy came to report that someone advised His Majesty, saying that the Lord Han Che coveted the position of the Nine-day True God, deliberately approached and deceived him to gain trust, and only ruined the cultivation of the Lord Ji Ye. That person listed the conditions clearly. Your Majesty Furious, he ordered to hunt down Lord Hanche, but Luo Qing’s real power was to protect Lord Hanche’s innocence, and the two groups had a dispute in the hall, and they couldn’t fight each other, let’s go and have a look, Godlords!”

What did you say, Xi Ling came back from the underworld only a few days ago, how could this story spread so widely.What's more, Xiling's accident occurred outside the gate of hell, neither Pluto nor Yun Xiangrong should know.This news spread from the underworld to the sky, if there was no deliberate push behind it, no one would believe it.

Shen Jiming was so anxious that he forced himself to calm down. The crime of intentionally harming the Lord Ji Ye is not a small crime. He won the position of the God of the Three Heavens for nothing, and there will definitely be people who don't like it and want to pull him off.Shen Jiming thinks that all these years of living are earned, and his death is not a pity, and the words of sowing discord are exactly the same as what the ghost soldiers said when he was in the underworld, if this person is not dissatisfied with his immortal position, It was not good for Xi Ling, so he had to think more.

Shen Jiming turned around and said firmly, "Shenjun, do you believe me or not?"

The dull eyes in the dream were as firm as a rock at this moment, and Xi Ling was in a trance for a moment.

Suddenly, Xi Ling's whole body burst out with unprecedented coldness, and the whole Xinglin Hall was almost frozen by him.Shen Jiming was startled, could it be that Xiling listened to this statement and thought that he was harming him by seeking the immortal position?

Xi Ling didn't respond and stood silently.

"God... Divine Sovereign..."

After a while, Xi Ling asked in a hoarse voice, "Before you ascended to the throne, did you ever burn your hand on the high platform?"

Shen Jiming didn't know how to bring this up properly, and was surprised in his heart: "How does Shen Jun know? I didn't mention it to Shen Jun last time..."

"After you were burnt, can someone... come forward to help you?"

Shen Jiming said awkwardly: "... Who else is there, the one you dislike the most, Li Longcheng. Although I am enthroned, I am blind, dumb, and have no real power. Li Longcheng was in charge. The people below couldn't tell what he was thinking, so they didn't dare to touch me easily. I was burned that day, and others didn't dare to touch me. Li Longcheng was the first one to check on my injuries."

Sure enough.

Shen Jiming was completely blind before his ascension, how could there be such a clear scene in his memory.

What he dreamed was not Shen Jiming's memory, but Li Longcheng's.

Xiling was like being splashed with a basin of ice water in the cold winter.

How could he have the memory of Li Longcheng?