Cultivate with an African God

Drowsy, chaotic.

This fall seemed to have no end, only the endless sound of the wind accompanied by the foul breath filled Mu Xinghe's senses.

Mu Xinghe was engulfed by those feelings and fell into darkness.

He was awakened by pain.

From his fingers to his heart, his body seemed to be devoured by countless ants, and each bite seemed to stir up many emotions that he didn't want to face, as if there was an opening inside his body, gurgling blood.

Mu Xinghe opened his eyes, but his vision was still dark.He could feel that he was sitting on his knees, leaning on something warm, and he could clearly feel the warmth of a person, the sound of a steady heartbeat in his chest.The warmth was close to him, and the bitter fragrance of flowers enveloped him, like an analgesic, taking him away from those pains.

"Why did you come to accompany me?"

Mu Xinghe raised his head, it was clearly dark, but he longed to see Shen Xiu's eyes.

He could hear the other party's slight breathing, and even feel the other party's slight turning of the head. After a while, he heard Shen Xiu's answer: "...There is no condition to talk to that kind of person."

Mu Xinghe didn't mind Shen Xiu's words, and he didn't mind the pain of ten thousand ants eating his heart. He almost climbed into Shen Xiu's hand, and desperately wanted to be with Shen Xiu in this world where he couldn't see anything. At a close distance, he felt the warmth of Shen Xiu's gaze, stared at the other party, and asked eagerly: "Did you just say that I am your sweetheart?"

What he got was a very slight sigh, full of helplessness.

Mu Xinghe was even happier, and kept urging him to ask more questions. Finally, Shen Xiu had no choice but to answer: "Ask knowingly."

There seemed to be a fire in his heart, and he had to throw himself on Shen Xiu to stop it.He said something in a mess because I want to listen to it several times, you are also my sweetheart, and I want to invent a magic trick to play something similar to the situation in a loop.

Shen Xiu watched him talking nonsense, helplessness melted into his eyes and turned into a soft starlight.

"How could I know someone like you," Shen Xiu said, "I don't know what I think about all day long, and I don't know what to say."

Mu Xinghe's heart was surging, but his last passion was finally interrupted by the pain.

Mu Xinghe adjusted his breathing, holding the temperature of Shen Xiu's body in his hand, allowing him to slightly ignore the current discomfort.

He tightened his hands and said: "Actually, I couldn't speak when I fell just now. I didn't want you to save me, and of course it was impossible for you to give up on me. Just don't choose anything, because Yuan Yihua is now At the end of the crossbow - once a person like him utters harsh words, it means that he must use words to oppress him to gain some advantage. We have indeed reached the end of our demons. He can't trap us. We must try our best. We don't have to Follow him. Too bad I couldn't do anything just now."

"But it's fine if you're here, there are a lot of very difficult things ahead of you... It's over, and we can go out if we can see him..."

His words began to be a little messy, because his will also began to be unable to resist the erosion of pain.Even later, he gradually felt no pain, only that his body began to lose control inch by inch.Only the emotions that belonged to him or not belonged to him were churning, and the boundless darkness began to engulf him.

In this abyss that swallowed everything, he raised his head and smiled brightly: "I didn't expect that we really have a good heart."

Shen Xiu didn't speak, his only feeling was that Shen Xiu held his hand with some force.But that bit of warmth also disappeared in his senses little by little.

Shen Xiu's voice was still the same as in the past, but the words and articulation seemed a little difficult, and it sounded a little ethereal.

"Because no one person can decide the rules of a world."

In the darkness, he gradually lost control over his body, isolating all reactions to the outside world.

He was still struggling with the remaining will, and heard Shen Xiu's last words——

"and also……"

Mu Xinghe couldn't hear any sound after that.

He was trapped in the darkness, like a prisoner on the gallows, who could only let the pain come to him in waves.

Compared with the numerous and complicated heart demons before, this last heart demon that Yuan Yihua prepared for them was so simple and direct.

——There is only an endless darkness.

——There is only the sea of ​​pain that cannot be crossed.

——He clearly was so happy and satisfied before that, without a bit of despair, but his mind was not under his own command, and he fell into a heavy emotion.

Mu Xinghe's soul seemed to be pulled out of his body, and he was overturned in a black sea.

He is Yuan Yihua who watched his family being slaughtered, he is Yuan Yihua who suddenly undoes the gauze of memory one day and finds that he recognizes a thief as his father; he is Yuan Yihua who feels that everything has nothing to do with him but is entangled in the past It was Yuan Yihua who lost control and destroyed his only homeland, and Yuan Yihua who had practiced for many years but failed to achieve what he wanted, and finally got nothing.

His hands are stained with the blood of his loved ones, what he wants will never be obtained, his struggles, hardships and determinations, finally under the hand of fate, they are as light as dust.

He is also Mu Xinghe.

He thought that he had forgotten many things in the past, but now it was coming to him, and it was even more heavy.

His solitude among the clouds, the frustration of every wrong choice, the friendliness he rejected, the fate of seeing people go to the end... and Shen Xiu's disgusted eyes, waiting for the night of Zhong Zijin, the calculations were almost all in vain What to do afterwards, the anxiety and fear of not being able to break through...

Those feelings were like ferocious beasts tearing at his flesh and blood.

Whether it is effort or time, it is useless to come here, and it can only increase the burden in vain.

He just felt that he was falling heavily, and he couldn't see a little light.

Mu Xinghe's breath gradually weakened.

Shen Xiu sat beside him.

A little bit of skylight could be seen faintly in the cave under the sea, Shen Xiu frowned and her lips were tightly pursed.

Shen Xiu's condition is not good, but he doesn't seem to cherish his true qi at all, and keeps pouring his true qi into the person whose breath is weakening.

The breath hadn't merged yet, but it was already hindered, without giving him any time to react, he counterattacked violently.Shen Xiu's breath became chaotic, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness almost gushed out of his throat.

A long time has passed.

Shen Xiu poured true energy into his body again and again, but his breath was rejected again and again.There seemed to be a hole in Mu Xinghe's body, and his true energy was constantly being lost, no matter how hard it was to fill.

The face that was always full of vitality is now frowning, and the eyes that look like wild beasts burning with flames are now tightly closed, and they can no longer look at him.

In the past, this person was always colorful, he did whatever he wanted, and never knew how to be restrained and forbearing.Very insolent, but also full of passion.That is a person who is neither good nor evil, he only acts according to his own likes and dislikes, just like the wind that comes suddenly in the summer afternoon.

Now this person seems to have lost his color.

In Shen Xiu's life, there are very few things that she wants but cannot get, or maybe because she is too disappointed, she no longer wants to force herself.But the person in front of him...even if he had disappointed him, he never had the heart to really let go.

There was a fire in that man's heart.

He was cynical, pretending, and talking nonsense, but he couldn't cover up the sincere and hot flame.

He didn't want the fire to go out.

He just got over the inner demon, but now he began to feel that this is the real inner demon.

Make him lose his mind, make him bewildered, make him painful, make him anxious, make him finally... helpless.

Mu Xinghe couldn't see anything.

But he clearly felt that he was standing among the ice cones, the road was full of ice knives and snow swords, every attempt to move would cause severe pain, and there was no end in sight, but the cliffs on both sides could fall with just a little step .Countless memories and emotions came like waves, and every wave told him to give up.

Under such circumstances, dying turned out to be a sweet temptation.

He has made many efforts, each of which is in vain, each of which doubles his pain, and each of which will remind him of him—or Yuan Yihua's countless times when things went against his wishes and failed countless times.

"I can't bear your liking."

"The so-called Mu Xinghe is nothing more than that."

"None of them would have died without you meddling in their own business!"

or--

"You actually want to protect your genocide enemy!"

"The love between you and me is just like this sword."

"...Junior brother, I never believed it before."

He is like a pawn manipulated by fate, struggling hard in the entangled net, but he still cannot escape the doomed arrangement.The matter has come to this, it is better to die.

Mu Xinghe felt his hands trembling.

There was a voice in his heart urging him repeatedly—this journey is over, you try your best, and your efforts will only make everything worse.

The voice made his consciousness not to be controlled, and he moved forward in chaos.

wrong.

not like this.

That's not him.

Mu Xinghe never thought of giving up.

Even if he was defeated and had nothing before, he still wanted to use all available conditions in his heart to find all clues that could inspire him, and he believed that he had the ability to turn the situation around.

— because he is alive.

He began to fear death and longed to live, not for the sake of surviving, but he always believed that as long as he lived, he could change many things.

Make bad things good and bring back what was lost.

This is the meaning of his constant efforts, and it is also the opportunity given to him by life.

Even if his legs were worn out on that road, he still had to climb to the point.

He felt strength in his hands again.

from his heart.

When Mu Xinghe saw the light again, his vision was not completely stabilized, and he was hugged into a warm embrace. The embrace carried a slightly cold air, but at this moment it was so close and so hard.

He saw the shimmering waves reflected on the rock wall, and saw the long black hair hanging down on the ground, and when he raised his head a little more, he saw the hairpin of the white jade dragon, and he knew there was a line of small characters engraved on it.

He had worked hard for this hairpin for a long time.

Mu Xinghe let out a deep breath, and quietly stretched out his hand to hold him tighter.

He tilted his head slightly, but saw the man's face was pale, and he closed his eyes a little tiredly.

Mu Xinghe hurriedly asked: "Big Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Xiu let him go slowly, looked at him intently, and finally lowered her eyes and said in a low voice: "...I feel bad."

Mu Xinghe blinked, raised his sleeves and touched him back and forth, and said repeatedly: "What's wrong? You were injured just now? I just said that you don't seem to be breathing well..."

This time, Shen Xiu didn't keep a distance from him like before, but let him do whatever he wanted.Shen Xiu's eyes fell on him for a long time before she slowly said: "...I believe that there is absolutely no problem with you, but your heart is always... out of control."

Mu Xinghe also felt that he was a little out of control, he couldn't stop the enthusiasm in his heart no matter what, he couldn't help laughing, and he blurted out: "Boss, you are cute."

Tell him—to lean forward and put his lips on Shen Xiu's.

Skin burns, heart beats fast.

But he didn't give Shen Xiu the slightest chance to react. When Shen Xiu realized what it was, this person seemed to be exhausted, with all his body weight leaning on his body, breathing steadily and long.

Perhaps Mu Xinghe was too tired after all.

From the beginning of his breakthrough and even his return to the Consonance Realm, to the time he left the inner demon, he has never felt at ease for a moment, nor has he been able to rest for a moment.

Shen Xiu unconsciously caressed her hot lips with her fingers, and it took a long time to react.

He could feel the body temperature of the other party, the flesh and blood of the other party, it was so real that all falsehoods were precipitated and condensed into a visible appearance.All along, he has walked through the thousand mountains alone, and he is not afraid of being betrayed, perhaps because he never expects anyone to accompany him on the journey.

The sky outside became darker and darker one after another, Shen Xiu heard her heartbeat gradually calm down.

Those heartbeats seemed to gradually turn into a sigh.

It fell on the man's messy hair, on the sharp eyebrows, on the blue and black covered by the eyelashes, and on the corners of the lips that were slightly raised even though he was sleepy.

That makes people hate, and that makes people happy.

"Hey, kid," Shen Xiu sighed softly, his voice seemed to contain a few hints of imperceptible smiles, and his tone was as gentle as if he had fallen into a dream, "Are you my doom?"

"What doom!"

The little friend who had buried his head on his chest raised his head aggressively, with a sober and serious expression.His eyes were as bright as if he had hidden countless summer night stars, and his tone was as firm as if 1 heavenly soldiers and generals would be bulldozed by him.

"I am your ultimate invincible lucky star!"