When the devil

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The sky was tinted with some morning light, and it was raining.

The forests overlap with each other, the road has no end, and the turbid light falls from the clouds, sprinkled in the long night like waking up from a dream.Every inch of the air is permeated with eerie silence, and the Wuwu is running, making the sound of huge footsteps one after another.

Wei Ling lay on his back, shrouded in thin black smoke. He felt cold, and his fingertips were clutching a small bundle of soft hairs, unable to exert any strength, so they held it weakly in the palm of his hand.

I don't know how long it took, as if it had escaped from the forest, the beast gradually lost its figure and turned into a human figure. It was Xia Zhou who hugged him when he fell, and held him tightly in his arms. I felt that I was miserable enough, but Xia Zhou was inexplicably laughing, the laughter was very low and tired, and then said to him: "A Ling, I am really... eye-opening, what kind of enchantment do you open in that state, Don't save any mana to save your life... there must be something wrong with your brain."

Wei Ling was very tired, and he had to listen to Xia Zhou's heartless ridicule. He rubbed his face against his warm chest and said after a while, "I am willing."

Xia Zhou pinched his chin and raised his face: "What should we do now?"

Wei Ling looked at him: "...escape."

"Where are you going to escape?"

"...anywhere."

Xia Zhou froze for a moment, then said again: "Can you still walk?"

"You can't walk, you carry me on your back." Wei Ling exerted a little force with her fingertips, but only grabbed the corner of Xia Zhou's clothes.

His face was pale, covered in cold sweat, and the imprint of the curse continued to extend along the blood, wrapping around his fair skin like overflowing vines.But he didn't care about it, just stared at Xia Zhou quietly with his beautiful eyes open.

His eyes reflected him.

At this moment, his whole world is his.

"Okay, I'll carry you." Xia Zhou grabbed his waist and hugged him even tighter.

He has no temperature, very cold, his soft skin seems to be soaked in ice and snow, fragile and vulnerable.

"I'll carry you on my back, but where to go is up to me."

Xia Zhou helped him onto his back. He was also very tired, with only a little strength left, and he didn't know how far he could go.

Wei Ling put her arms around his neck, her arms trembling violently.

"Now we are the only ones left, Cang Lin is dead, and Big Brother is also dead..."

"I can't die, don't worry."

"That would be great."

"Don't even think about it. The more you think about it, the more resentment you will have. Seeing that you have little breath left, aren't you afraid of becoming a resentful ghost?"

Xia Zhou seems to be talking to himself, but also seems to be talking to Wei Ling.

"With you here...what am I afraid of." Wei Ling's voice became softer and softer: "If I...can't hold on, you can still eat me."

Xia Zhou froze for a moment, and said with a smile: "Look, you have worked so hard to hold on for so long, suppressing the curse, sealing me, and in the end you failed, so you deserve to be my dinner..."

"Isn't it funny?"

"It's funny, it's very funny." Xia Zhou exhaled, a little unwilling, and said again: "But Ah Ling, think about it more clearly, if I eat you, I will turn into a ferocious beast and do evil in the world, and I will kill many people , made the world a mess, except you, no one in this world can stop me, and when the time comes, you will have no chance to regret it again."

Wei Ling closed her eyes: "You are a good cat, if you regain your demonic power, you should go home obediently."

Xia Zhou said: "Home? Where is home?"

"...you go back where you came from."

Xia Zhou smiled, it sounded like he was driving him away.It's a pity that he is also ashamed, just when he heard the word "home", Cangming Temple came to mind.

Long nights, endless snow.

A person who has nowhere to go, a monster who has nowhere to go.

Maybe he was the only one who still missed that place from beginning to end.

"Yaoyu is also fine, you go back with me, and then start a family with me. I have a mountain in Yaoyu, and there is a lake in the mountain. The wine I gave you last time was made from that lake... Ah Ling, you must have never seen light red If the lake is frozen, we bury the wine in it, and it will take 100 years for the ice to melt..." Xia Zhou said slowly.

"That's really a luxury wine."

"Haha, it's almost the end of the day. I'll take you to taste it... I buried it 1000 years ago. I don't want to drink it. I'll give it to you."

Xia Zhou walked forward step by step, his eyes quietly looking ahead.Wei Ling is not heavy, and there is no burden on his back, but for some reason, he always has a lingering uneasiness in his heart.

"Do you still remember that you promised me to go with me before? At that time, I made up my mind that I will go wherever you go. But you must have completely forgotten it, and I will not be angry with you. Hurry up Get well, from today on, remember what you said well."

He was talking to himself, unable to think normally. He waited for Wei Ling to answer, but after waiting for a long time, there was silence.

The arm around his neck slid to his chest, from wrist to fingers, stained with deep black markings along the veins.

"Aling."

Xia Zhou called him.

no respond.

"Aling?"

He called again and slowed down.

"Don't stop...Xia Zhou."

Wei Ling whispered in his ear.

"The pursuers are coming..."

And this was the last time Wei Ling responded to Xia Zhou's words. Blood welled up his throat and fell on Xia Zhou's shoulder drop by drop. The curse climbed up his slender neck, as if the skin had been torn apart, turning into bloody scars.

The sound of horseshoes rolling over the ground, the world is full of annoying spells.

The pursuers searched for their whereabouts everywhere.

The city wall is not far away, spanning the mountains, sheltered from the rain, the wall is so high, and the enchantment engraved on it is woven into a net, as if it wants to break through the thick sea of ​​clouds and turn it into an airtight prison.

Jinchuan is already a dead city.

No one can escape.

Xia Zhou clenched his teeth, swallowing the ever-increasing sweetness in the air, the aura that belonged to Wei Ling was gone, only the curse full of despair slowly spread with the blood.

He bit his own lip for blood, and he deeply understood his nature of being born as a demon in the uncontrollable desire|desire.

Bloodthirsty, cruel, and instinctively envious of curses and death.

All the impulses in his body stimulated him, and to him, Wei Ling was like a ray of clear spring in the impenetrable desert, or a warm incense in the ice and snow.

He wanted to live, that was instinct.

As long as Wei Ling is eaten, he can regain his demonic nature, and he can kill everyone. This is what he has always wanted to do, and it is also the result he has been waiting for.

He should have gotten tired of wearing this human skin long ago.

He wants to let blood flow like a river in this world.

"If I make a slip of the tongue, don't blame me."

As he spoke, he walked forward. He had injuries on his body, and the pain made him dizzy, but the city wall was so far away, it seemed that he would never be able to walk through it. He put Wei Ling behind the incomplete rock, touched his wet hair, stained with blood on his hands, he froze for a while, and then licked the blood away.

Wei Ling's condition deteriorated very quickly, those curses in his body were like boiling water to the extreme, once a crack was found, it would pour out uncontrollably.

He wants to eat Wei Ling, find all his demon power, and then bring disaster to this world.

or…

……

Xia Zhou touched Wei Ling's face, forehead to forehead, tip of nose to tip of nose.

His little beauty was dying, her trembling eyelashes touched his face, but she couldn't open her eyes.

"My Ah Ling is so powerful, this calamity will not be hard for you."

Wei Ling kissed him and touched his lips lightly.

Since when, he has been used to cuddling with each other like this.

Is it the orb that remains warm in the dead and deserted Wannian Temple, or the kitten who is always by his side in the snow-covered Cangming Temple, the arm that embraces him when the night is long, or the arrogance that soothes the old wound when the nightmare comes.

He read, some more, some more.

However, the person who kissed him left him.

The warmth disappeared, leaving only the coldness, and he began to be afraid, so he used all his strength to hold on to the corner of his clothes.

He said.

Where are you going, Xia Zhou.

But the man didn't hear it, and the corner of the clothes was gently pulled away, leaving only the drizzle splashing on his fingertips, over and over again, washing away the residual temperature to nothing.

***

Wei Ling is afraid of being alone.

The silence around him was a thing that terrified him.

Many years ago, he was always by He Yu's side. After He Yu left, he lived with Cheng Yingjie and took in two apprentices, Mochi and Gu Xuancheng.

Later, Gu Xuancheng left, and Wei Ling left Liuli Mountain in order to save him, and fell into the world ever since.

"I always think, if the vast sky really has eyes, then he is a bastard."

"..."

"His eyes don't see the happiness and happiness in the world, and he doesn't see everything going smoothly. Since he has made a "destiny" to the living beings, he can play with the body and applaud him, but you see, there are countless bodies in the world, and each of them has A heart that wants to defy the 'Mandate of Heaven'. But this heart is a highly poisonous thing, and there are no wounds or blood, but everyone is holding it, and it hurts so much."

While speaking, the young man lowered his eyes in pity, the heavy rain soaked his hair, and it stuck to his face, Wei Ling was very close to him, but there was no luster reflected in those gentle eyes.

It was ten years ago when Wei Ling saw Gu Xuancheng for the last time.

The young prince went to the battlefield in person, naively wanting to prevent the flames of war from spreading further.

But what caught his eyes was the tragedy of the fall of the Eastern Realm.

He should have died at that time, buried in blood like those helpless souls, no one cared who he was, became one of the countless corpses, and was burned, leaving no dust behind.

But Wei Ling appeared at that time.

Gu Xiao once said that if Wei Ling stayed, Gu Xuancheng could leave.This is not a transaction, let alone a negotiation, as Gu Xiao said, Wei Ling will be his own, this is the destiny.

Gu Xuancheng has heard this sentence too many times, it seems that the fate is really like this.He once thought of using this to please Gu Xiao and bring a glimmer of hope to the East Realm, but he forgot himself when he was indulging, eager to make amends, and left without saying goodbye.

How could he have guessed that that lofty and indifferent Tianyu Immortal Venerable would actually abandon Liuli Mountain and come to this battlefield of hell on earth for him.

This is destiny.

He laughed at his own stupidity.

That day, Gu Xuancheng staggered behind Wei Ling.In the pouring rain, she scattered all over her body and burst into tears.

He said: "I hate this bloodline, I hate this life, I was too greedy and made such a big mistake..."

He couldn't get to Wei Ling's side, and was blocked by soldiers on both sides with slanted guns.

The sound of the rain was so noisy, but it seemed that everything was so quiet that he didn't even dare to breathe.He should not be alone, even if he is full of wounds, he is not afraid that his ugly appearance will be reflected in other people's eyes.

The rain slapped the ground, the dust and sand had already turned into mud, and the water in the mud was rippling, reflecting the dark sky and being dirty.

He shouted in a hoarse voice: "My fate is here, life and death are up to God, Master, I have already abandoned Liuli Mountain, why do you still come, why do you still come..."

The normally gentle and honest young man now had mournful eyes and trembling all over.

"Xuancheng, do you still remember what you said when you asked me to be your teacher?" Wei Ling stopped and turned her head slightly in the rain.

Gu Xuancheng raised his head and looked at each other dumbly.

Maybe he forgot, maybe he didn't know how to say it.

——"Life is not to see the sky, but I am not willing to do so."

In the memory, the boy bent forward, lowered his head and said the same words over and over again.

That figure overlapped with the current Gu Xuancheng.

It became the thin light in Wei Ling's eyes.

"Don't give up your heart, Xuan Cheng, as a teacher, no one can hurt you."

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This heart is a poisonous thing.

No wound, no blood.

But everyone is clutching at it, in pain.

Master, you see, it has been seared into my heart, and it cannot be erased.

Why am I not like this, I want to climb out of this abyss of hell.

Many years ago, many years later, the same problem was entangled again and again like a nightmare.

……

This day is also the same as ten years ago, the sky is cloudy and the rain is not stopping.

The city wall in the distance is a prison that blocks freedom. The iron hoofs of the pursuers splashed mud, and fierce beasts stood in front of the city gates, with a surge of evil spirits, and they wanted to drag the sky and the earth into darkness.

The Snow Wolf Army had caught up, or rather, Zhuo Wu had been waiting there for a long time.

He was covered in black smoke, like a huge tiger, showing sharp fangs.Even people who don't know the magic of immortality can clearly perceive the terrifying demonic power that comes from instinct.

Wu Wu's eyes were bloodshot, and the curse permeated through the wind and rain, like a ghost crawling all over hell, screaming mercilessly in despair.

Yuan Chun covered his mouth and sighed from the bottom of his heart: "The four great beasts are so powerful."

Gu Xuancheng was a little stunned. He knew better than anyone else what the recovery of Wuwu's demonic power meant. When this idea came to his mind, he couldn't listen to the words of the people around him. His calm eyes were stained with hatred, and he stepped forward step by step. Regardless of the obstruction of the Snow Wolf Army.

"梼杌, did you eat him?" His voice trembled, his eyes were bloodshot: "You lied to him, gained his trust, you finally revealed your true colors...you..."

Wu Wu opened his blood-red eyes in the darkness, the eyelids were slender, like cracks seeping through the blood.

"Don't you want to kill me?" He tilted his head: "Come on."

The chilling monster power is completely different from when he was in the forest. Gu Xuancheng could clearly feel the changes coming from Wuwu. The dharma attendant appeared with the lingering light between the formations, forming an arc-shaped encirclement.

Gu Xuancheng lost his mind a little, he held the copper fan tightly in his hand, trembling slightly in the cold rain: "Return Master."

"In my stomach." Zhu Wu was speaking, her voice was different from the low and soft voice when she was in human form, but muddy like sand, wandering in her ears with some memories.

Gu Xuancheng repeated heartbrokenly: "Return Master!!"

Wuwu snorted and laughed, black flames spread across the rain-soaked ground, surging up the city wall like a raging wave.

His voice echoed over the clatter of rain.

"I can't, he can only be mine."