The priest is a loser

He woke up, as if he had experienced a long nightmare, dripping with cold sweat, soaking his collar and back.

The gorgeous totem on the face gradually disappeared.

The firefly floated past him, and in an instant, it turned into "stardust" between the sky and the earth, fluttering, and sprinkled on the surrounding corpses and the winding blood stream.

Liu Qiu'an stepped back helplessly, and accidentally tripped over a mutilated corpse and fell to the ground.

The red clothes became more crimson.

In the dead and silent cave, a man's laughter suddenly sounded.

He looked up and saw a man who was exactly like himself was pierced through the chest by a spear and nailed to the cold stone wall.

Blood gushed out from the wound on his chest, staining his white clothes with blood.

'Liu Zian' laughed crazily, almost insanely, he stared at Liu Qiu'an who was sitting down among the corpses, his face also had a magnificent totem, as the totem faded and lost its brilliance, his laughter gradually Stop it, a tear flowed from the empty pupil.

"Did you think you won?"

He tilted his head, looked at Liu Qiu'an, and said with mockery and sadness.

Liu Qiuan's body trembled, his voice kept echoing in his ears, and gradually, thousands of people wailed and screamed.

Painful memories seemed to take revenge on him for keeping them deep in his heart for a long time, but all of a sudden, they came out together.

He moaned and covered his ears tightly, not wanting to hear anything.

Suddenly, those voices seemed to be sucked away by something, leaving no trace.

Liu Qiuan let go of his ears, and looked around in shock.

The surroundings were quiet, and the sound of blood flowing on the ground was extremely clear.

It was even quieter than before.

He blinked his tearful eyes and was about to get up from the ground.

A sad voice suddenly sounded in his head.

"Zian, don't come back again..."

Mu Changxian walked alone in the dark. He returned the same way, but he never encountered the previous illusion on the way.

After a while, he returned to the place where he met Si Kou Shi and the others.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty cave, and Mu Changxian looked at the corpses of Gu puppets all over the floor, feeling uneasy.

When he looked up and saw the dead man pierced by a spear on the stone wall, his heart seemed to be jumping out of his chest. He hurried forward and took a closer look.

It soon became apparent that it was not Liu Qiu'an.

He couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, but the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood in front of him made him clenched his fists worriedly.

"Qiuan..."

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the fireflies drifted quietly along an invisible track. They gradually gathered together and flew in the same direction.

A faint light filled the entire cave, blocking the other dark passage.

There was only a long horizontal bloodstain, sinking into the dark place.

It seemed to be a barren land abandoned by God.

Staring at the weird bloodstain, Mu Changxian suddenly thought of something and ran forward.

At the corner of the passage, there was a man curled up, letting the darkness erode him.

Mu Changxian quickly hugged him into his arms and checked his body for injuries. There were only some skin injuries.

Luckily it wasn't his blood.

Mu Changxian breathed out lightly, the person in his arms moved, looked up at him, and said weakly, "Changxian?"

It was pitch black in front of him, Liu Qiuan shrugged his nose.

"Yes." Mu Changxian hugged him tightly, warming his cold body, and replied seriously: "It's me, don't be afraid."

Liu Qiu'an leaned on his chest, blinked blankly, and after a while, suddenly asked tremblingly: "Did I kill those people?"

Mu Changxian shook his head: "It's not you."

"Then why do they keep pestering me?" Liu Qiuan held his head uneasily, as if there was a real ghost whispering beside him, he murmured uncontrollably: "So many... so many people, they are looking at me, they hate me,……"

Mu Changxian was slightly stunned, then pulled his hand away, narrowed his eyes and said softly: "It's okay, hold me, and I will protect you from all injuries."

Liu Qiu'an couldn't struggle, seemed to be angry, and bit his shoulder.

"No one hates you, and no one can take you away from me." Mu Changxian said softly, stroking his hair that was hanging down his back.

Liu Qiu'an's temperament changed suddenly, he pushed him to the ground, and growled, "You should kill me, Duan Wuling!"

"..." Mu Changxian looked at him deeply, remained silent for a while, and opened his lips in response: "Okay."

Liu Qiu'an froze for a moment, then fell to the ground, lowered his eyes, and merged with the darkness again.

Mu Changxian propped up his body, pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist, and the sword and scabbard made a sound.

"But I think it would be too cheap to kill you directly." He withdrew his hand again.

Liu Qiuan listened dumbly, without moving.

"So I will punish you and spend the rest of my life with me." Mu Changxian got up and hugged him across his arms.

Liu Qiuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he had reacted, he slowly raised his eyes, but what he could see was still darkness.

Only a familiar and reassuring voice came from the ear,

"Is half a lifetime not enough?"

"Then Sansei III."

Mu Changxian lowered his head and kissed his tearful eyes.

"Where are you now?" Liu Qiuan asked.

"I..." Mu Changxian looked at the similar but different road from the time he came, and hesitated, "I seem to be on the wrong path?"

"what?"

"But..." Mu Changxian still wanted to explain.

"Getting lost is getting lost, don't make excuses." Liu Qiu'an found a comfortable position in his arms, folded his arms and muttered, "It's really unreliable!"

When Mu Changxian was troubled, Liu Qiuan suddenly turned his head, concentrated for a moment, and said, "Someone...footsteps...to the left!"

"Is there... I didn't even hear it." Mu Changxian raised his eyebrows and entered the curve on the left.

Hearing the suspicion hidden in his tone, Liu Qiuan said angrily: "Don't look down on people! My internal strength is higher than yours!"

It was only then that Mu Changxian remembered that he now had internal strength, and quickly coaxed, "...I'm used to it."

"What do you mean getting used to it?!" Liu Qiuan kicked his legs.

"Shh." Mu Changxian signaled him to be silent, "There is light, there is indeed someone."

"Light?" Liu Qiuan blinked, where is the light?

Thinking that Mu Changxian was changing the subject, he frowned angrily.

Mu Changxian put Liu Qiuan down, unsheathed the long sword, and held his hand firmly with the other hand.

The two walked forward for a while, and Liu Qiuan got colder and colder as they walked, feeling that they were approaching a chill.

Then, Mu Changxian let out a sigh.

"What?" Liu Qiuan asked strangely.

Mu Changxian quickly answered him: "...we seem to have come to an ice cave?"

"Ah?" Liu Qiu'an stared at the dark front, feeling an uneasy premonition in his heart.

Mu Changxian looked at the ice cave that was as bright as day, then stared into his dull eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Your eyes?"

Liu Qiuan blinked hard, his face turned pale: "...I can't see you."