Xue Xiao, the Patriarch of Demon Dao, and his colleagues——Stars sinking into the sea [Rebirth]

Tears poured out of his eyes uncontrollably, it took Xue Yang a while to recover his voice, he was in a state of ecstasy and restlessness, he suppressed the desire to sleep tremblingly and said: "Master Daoist, I will tell you a secret..."

Xiao Xingchen turned his ear to the side, Xue Yang kissed his ear, and then continued: "You, do you remember the day we first lay on this bed, you asked me what color the curtains were... I never took down the curtain, and I tell you now, the curtain, yes, red..."

Xiao Xingchen raised his hand, first touched the outer brocade curtain, and then touched the inner gauze curtain. It felt rough to the touch, and twisting it could make his fingertips turn red and hot.

Xue Yang could only make a breathy sound, and pressed against Xiao Xingchen's ear, "It's the bright red color that ordinary people use when they have weddings."

"I coaxed you to drink wine that day, and it was considered a joint wine. I also lit red candles... I watched the candles and watched them burn all night..."

He forgot the pain on his body, as if he had stolen a sugar kid, he showed off to Xiao Xingchen with a bit of pride: "Master Daoist, without telling you, I have already married you..."

The red tent burned Xiao Xingchen's hands.

Xue Yang recalled the past, complacent.

He used to do these things quietly, afraid that the Taoist priest would not like it, and that the Taoist priest would not like it, but the Taoist priest said that the Taoist priest knew his intentions, and the Taoist priest was sincere to him, so Xue Yang was not afraid of anything.

When the sweetness hidden in his heart is no longer self-deception, he will be fearless, even if he tells the bad things he has scheming, he will not be afraid of being disgusted.

Because they are the same, since they are the same, the Taoist priest should be more tolerant to him, and maybe he will be happy that they are married.

It's a pity that he confessed a little too late.

Xue Yang coughed violently, and Xiao Xingchen stroked his chest to give him relief.After finally stopping, Xue Yang swallowed the blood foam in his mouth, looked at Xiao Xingchen weakly, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Taoist priest, if I die, will you like others again?"

Xiao Xingchen's chest was already covered with cold, but Xue Yang's hands didn't warm up at all. He put Xue Yang's hands back into the quilt, got up and brought back a cup of hot water. Xue Yang couldn't get up, so he swallowed a mouthful of hot water. , and slowly passed to Xue Yang.

But this amount of water and heat is not enough to warm up the body that has lost too much blood.The temperature lost along with the blood refused to return to Xue Yang's body for a long time. He even started to convulse, his teeth chattered, and he still asked stubbornly: "Xiao Xingchen, after I die, will you like others? Will you like me? Are you in love with someone else?"

Xiao Xingchen's pale lips were also trembling. He hesitated to speak several times, but was finally defeated by Xue Yang's relentless entanglement. He finally opened his mouth, but he only said: "I haven't worshiped the world yet."

If you haven't paid homage to heaven and earth, you are not considered married.

You haven't worshiped heaven and earth yet, you can't die yet.

It took Xue Yang a while to realize what Xiao Xingchen was talking about.His eyes were red and red, and his feeble heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Only the eyes and heart were hot, but it was real and urgent enough to relieve the long-term numbness of the body.

How nice, his Taoist priest doesn't want him to die.The Taoist chief didn't want to be separated from him either.

Hot tears and cold sweat poured down, Xue Yang blinked his wet eyes, smiled, and whispered to Xiao Xingchen, "Don't worry, Taoist priest, I won't die. The candles of our wedding did not go out all night. We want to look good." Stay together, grow old together..."

Xue Yang's eyelids were very heavy. He tried his best not to close his eyes, looked at Xiao Xingchen greedily, and made a request to him: "You can't go with others, you can't like others. You are all mine, even if Even if I die, you will be my widow, and I will not allow you to leave. Even if I die..."

Xiao Xingchen covered his mouth, and said in a low voice: "Then get well soon. If you take it seriously... Seriously... I won't stay, and I will forget you."

Xiao Xingchen didn't want to say that ominous word, he couldn't hide his anxiety, he couldn't imitate Xue Yang's verbal prestige, Xue Yang felt that he was valued by others like never before, and at the same time he was satisfied and sad because of the uncertainty of life and death.

Is the blood drained?How can it be so uncomfortable?He was really tired and tired, and felt that he couldn't hold on anymore.But if he really died, what would Xiao Xingchen do?He brought Xiao Xingchen to this road, if he couldn't even walk down with Xiao Xingchen, wouldn't he have to let the Taoist priest down again?

Xue Yang died once. To him, death was nothing more than being deprived of his five senses for a moment, no breathing, and no longer feeling pain.Many times, death is easier than life, and he is not afraid of death.

But it is precisely because he has experienced life and death that he knows how rare it is to live together, and how painful it will be for those who are left behind.He now hopes that the Taoist priest doesn't like him, lest the Taoist priest will be sad when he has to go to see the King of Hades.

He is not afraid of suffering or pain, but he is afraid that the priest will suffer for him.It's not worth it for someone like him.

Xue Yang was so cold that his bones ached and his consciousness collapsed several times. He opened his eyes in vain but couldn't see anything. In a trance, he seemed to hear ghost messengers from the underworld dragging chains to claim their lives.Xue Yang trembled violently, and shouted in a panic, "Master Daoist, I can't bear to..."

The body seemed to be soaked in ice water, there was no warm air in all directions, but the heart seemed to be scorching on fire, Xue Yang tried his best to rely on the heat to come alive.

Xue Yang grabbed Xiao Xingchen's hand that was stretched into the quilt with all his strength, his face was full of tears, and he was so fragile that he said, "Xiao Xingchen, I can't bear you. I don't want to die, I can't bear it. I haven't lived enough yet, I haven't lived enough..."

There is no place where you are, and when you are loved, it is enough to live.

He used to have nothing and no nostalgia, and when he died, he was not only unwilling but also relieved.But now it is different, now that he has a Taoist leader, he has everything. They are still so young, and they still have a long and beautiful life, and they will spend many years together.

He doesn't want to die.