I, scum gong, never adore Master

Don't sleep, I'll take you out of here.

"Are you thirsty? Drink some water."

"Drink some water, this is not ordinary water, it's Liquan, it's good for you."

Memory repeats.

On the high cliff, the young man held a bottle of Qingquan to Yun Jian's lips and asked him to drink.

But what did Yun Jian say at that time?

He stared at the pair of phoenix eyes in front of him fiercely: "Get lost!"

When all the mist was cleared away, the young man with the face of the phoenix tree slowly receded his long and narrow phoenix eyes, revealing almond eyes, and looked at Yun Jian with a wet and aggrieved look.

His finger was held in Yun Jian's mouth viciously, and he bit down heavily, blood filled Yun Jian's mouth, almost biting off the phalanx, but the young man didn't withdraw his hand immediately, but just looked at Yun Jian's fierce eyes with aggrieved eyes. Peach eyes, looked at the clear spring that had been sprinkled for a little bit with great distress.

Because of the pain, his hands trembled violently, but he still gritted his teeth and held Wang Qingquan firmly.

Yun Jian didn't appreciate it, but the young man looked weak, but he was very stubborn in his bones.

Water has always flowed from high places to low places, this is nature, but this stream is often so stubborn that it struggles to flow upstream, he is stubborn and stubborn in his bones, once he decides what to do, even if he hits the south wall Do not look back.

Yun Jian has never seen such a stubborn person. He was obviously afraid of pain, but he was bitten like this, and he trembled from the pain and did not hide.

"roll!"

Yun Jian let go, the hostility in his eyes was still there, the boy couldn't be driven away, and he didn't intend to talk to him, so he closed his eyes, enduring the pain of his arms tied and the icy cold wind, and stopped talking.

He thought he would be sensible, he thought that such a weak and deceitful boy was very delicate, and he would definitely not be able to bear his fierce appearance.

Unexpectedly, the young man suddenly drank the spring water in his hands, his cheeks were swollen, and suddenly he leaned over and rushed over, hugging his neck and pressing his upper lip, his eyes widened in astonishment, before he could react. At that time, he put the sweet and clear spring in his mouth into his mouth.

At first, Yun Jian was forced to swallow a big mouthful in shock, but when he came to his senses, he bit the boy's soft tongue with anger and disgust in addition to panic.

"Um……"

The young man frowned, the tip of his tongue was cut, it hurt so much, he almost let go and avoided it, but if he avoided it, all these efforts would be wasted.

So, enduring the pain, he stubbornly grabbed Yun Jian's throat, forcing him to swallow all the spring water mixed with a faint smell of blood.

Angrily and resentfully gouged out Yun Jian, still unwilling, he bit back in his own way, entangled with the other's tongue, and bit it hard, still puzzled, like a grinning little beast In front of Yun Jian who was bitten and shocked, he pulled a little distance away, frowned in the eyes of the other party who was struck by lightning, and grabbed Yun Jian's neck, bumped his lips, and kissed Yun Jian's lips. A row of teeth marks were bitten on the corners.

Satisfied, the boy let go, and raised the back of his hand to wipe off the blood stained on his lips.

He didn't know that he didn't wipe off the blood, but evenly covered the entire pair of moist lips.

Yun Jian looked at the young man in a daze, how blind he was to recognize this simple young man as Wutong!

The young man's brows are clear and clear like a sweet spring in the mountains and clouds, a pair of round apricot eyes that are wet and somewhat aggrieved are hazy with a layer of mist, and his lips stained red with blood are also moist.

For Yun Jian, who has been imprisoned for a long time, the young man in front of him is like the rain in the dry desert, the rain on the barren and cracked soil.

He kissed his lips, and gave him the very pure and sweet spring water, and even the blood was fragrant nectar.

Inch by inch from Yun Jian's dry and cracked lips, moisture penetrated into his heart.

Even the burning pain in the inner mansion was instantly suppressed, and the wounds on his body seemed to be healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Where is this throat water?This is obviously a life-saving medicine.

But how did Yunjian treat this kind "doctor"?

He couldn't help but bite the man's finger, almost biting off the phalanx, and bit the young man's tongue, forcing the young man to frown, and looked at him with the moist almond eyes that hooked his soul in great displeasure.

Yun Jian was extremely ashamed. He was used to being the young master of the Yi clan and being called His Highness Feng Lan. He had never apologized to anyone, and he couldn't hold back that face.

But he still trembled his lower lip twice: "Sorry."

The sound is like mosquitoes and flies, almost inaudible.

A few thousand years ahead, and a thousand years in the future, this may be the most shy moment in Yun Jian's life.

I don't know if it's because of guilt or because of the sudden shock. In short, his cut open heart produced a slight itching during the slow healing process, just like the spring tide flowing, sweeping across the soft soil, prompting the delicate green The growing itch brought by the plant breaking out of the ground and sprouting buds.

The young man didn't notice the earth-shaking changes in his heart that couldn't be seen on the surface, but he just knelt on the frosty and snowy ground, staring at the sweet spring that he had just poured half a handful of with a frown.

He pursed his mouth and said aggrievedly: "You spilled it all, what a waste!"

"Uh..." Yun Jian was speechless, looking at the young man's bright red lips, the tips of his ears were slightly itchy and hot, and the organs in his heart were also beating wildly, so he could only lower his slender and trembling eyelashes, Avoid the pure almond eyes that look timidly.

The young man also doesn't remember the character of hitting. Just now, this man bit his tongue like a wolf like a tiger, but he felt that he was not at a loss. Anyway, he bit it back, and he bit it twice!

He was born with poison, and all the birds and creatures dared not approach him. Since he became intelligent, this white bird has been his only friend for thousands of years. He gave him all his most precious things, and in private I am sure that this bird will be his man after drinking his water!

For someone who thinks about himself, he must not be allowed to suffer in such a harsh environment.

So, the young man became cruel, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, raised his palm to grasp the rattan locks that twisted Yun Jian's arms, and the thick and ferocious thorns pierced into the delicate palm, bleeding suddenly.

The boy hissed in pain, his eyes were red and he didn't let go.

Yun Jian didn't stop him, and he didn't know how to think, the blazing and thick resentment and hatred for the world that were forced to burst from his heart forced him to be extremely schizophrenic.

I thought for a while: I have to abandon all emotions to be successful, and now this stage is the time to dig out the emotions and sufferings from the bottom of my heart, and it is the time when his emotions are the most intense.

Since he already cared about this young man, if this young man died, he might succeed directly.

He is not willing to let him die, but there is no way, the teacher said, he must abandon everything for the sake of the entire Protoss.

But it doesn't matter, he won't be long before he can die with him...

After a while, I thought again: He has never loved someone so much, but it was the first time we met, and he felt very familiar from the bottom of his heart. He likes him so much...how can he hurt him?

Is there a possibility, in fact, that you can let the young man go far away before the feelings are so intense, so... maybe it won't affect your sacrifice?

Thinking of this, he frowned, and glared at the boy viciously: "Get out! Get out! Get out now! I don't want to see you!"

The young man's palm was so painful from being stabbed, and he was forced to feel wronged by Yun Jian's ferocious appearance.

What's the matter with this bird?You politely apologized to him just now, why are you getting so nervous now?

He was never a weak Xianchishui, he was very fierce and had a stubborn temper.

After a short moment of astonishment, anger surfaced on his cheeks, the young man retaliated against him, pinching the injured part of Yun Jian's arm, forcing Yun Jian to grunt, and only then was he relieved of his anger.

"Do you think I can't do it?!"

"what?"

Yun Jian was astonished.He didn't force the young man to cry, nor did he run away in anger, instead he was asked an inexplicable question.

"Do you scold me because you think I can't save you? Do you think I'm a waste? I'm going to prove it to you! I'm good!"

As he said that, the young man closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and held the rattan lock firmly, the blood in his palm had penetrated into the vine thorns, completely corroding the sinful rattan lock.

In just a moment, under Yun Jian's astonished eyes, he loosened his restraint.

The boy's palms were full of blood. He was afraid of pain, but he could bear it extremely well.

He looked at Yun Jian's beautiful peach blossom eyes and became angry. He patted Yun Jian's unbelievably stiff face like a prank, and deliberately smeared the blood from his palm on Yun Jian's handsome face.

She bared her teeth ferociously and said, "I want to defile you! Dirt you!"

"Uh..." Anyway, Yun Jian was the only one who could not be affected by his venom. The young man felt that he and the person in front of him were a match made in heaven and deserved to stay together forever.

Even if he scolded him or scolded him, he couldn't stop himself from staying with him.

The young man smiled viciously, but his face was as bright as the warm spring breeze.

Stained with blood, but always holding Yun Jian's weak arm with soft hands, leading him, as if trying to escape from this world, summoning the spring breeze to blow away the chill on the cliffs in winter, and calling for soft white clouds to disperse the gray mist fog empty.

With him, stepping on the clouds, wrapped in the wind, all the way to escape into the spring.

I thought I escaped, I thought I was rescued.

But Yun Jian's shoulder was still deeply buried with the sedative nail, and the fiery emotions released in his heart entangled him, making him extremely contradictory, wandering between the two extremes all the time.

The young man's smile was in front of him, and the pear dimples bloomed, and he said to him: "Let's run away together. As long as there are rivers, swamps and rivers in the world, I can go anywhere. I will run away with you, to places where water can flow, to escape Go to the place where youth blooms, okay?"

The young man stared at him with clear eyes, didn't care how embarrassed he was, didn't ask him much about what he had been through, and didn't dislike his fate of "If you don't kill yourself, you will kill others".

Yun Jian's heart was moved, his bluish-white lips trembled, and he wanted to be selfish for a while, and spit out the word "good".

But the sedative nail pierced deep on his collarbone was painful, and a contradictory voice emerged from the bottom of his heart.

He was dizzy for a moment, and when he closed his eyes and opened them again, the dimples and dimples disappeared, leaving only a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes mixed with disappointment and sullenness.

Anger appeared on this sharp and beautiful face, and she frowned and glared at him.

"Are you going to escape? Are you going to turn your back on what you said? Are you worthy of the sacrifice of your mother? Are you worthy of the thousand-year teaching of your teacher?"

"I, I don't want to."

"You don't want? What don't you want? I think you are thinking too much. You can't take it anymore? Are you going to abandon the entire Yi clan for your own selfishness? You really want to watch the nine heavens collapse, and do you want the entire god clan to be destroyed? "

"No! Not—"

"Since it's not, then you should kill the person who wants to destroy your will. Kill him. Only by killing him can you abandon your emotions, successfully temper yourself, and take out the power of Nirvana..."

"I'll go back, I won't run away again, can I not..."

"No! Kill him... kill him! Kill him—"

Like a magic sound, it continuously poured into Yun Jian's ears, piercing through the sea of ​​consciousness, urging him to do something, he could even feel a weapon being stuffed into his hand, as long as he clenched it tightly, it would stab into the heart of the person in front of him, Everything seemed to be over, and he didn't have to be tortured and condemned by his soul.

then--

"laugh--"

"Your feather..."

The boy's voice sounded at the same time as the sound of Yun Jian's flesh and blood being ripped open when he plunged into the boy's body.

The boy looked at the blood hole on his chest in disbelief.

What stuck in his heart was a white feather he handed to Yun Jian. It was very beautiful, shining like a rainbow, but it was stained with... blood.

Apricot raised her eyes, met Shang Yunjian's eyes, and finished the sentence: "Your feather... fell... fell into my body, and... give it to you, you... Do you remember, that feather... The creek, the creek that... has no one to play with..."

Don't remember... he doesn't remember... nothing.

Yun Jian looked at him with extreme indifference, his peach blossom eyes that were supposed to be gentle and loving were now colder than the snow and frost on the cold winter cliff.

The boy's almond eyes stared straight at him, there was no hatred, no resentment, just compassion, just sadness...

He fell backwards, falling through the clouds.

In front of Yun Jian, he fell straight to the world.

The blood stained the layers of clouds, and the clouds on that day were bright red. If you look up from the human world, you will find that there is an eternal sadness in that magnificent and unpredictable color.

……

The young man's almond eyes forever shone into Yun Jian's eyes, and remained deep in his memory. Even if he had been reincarnated thousands of times, even if he had to be separated by a vast sea of ​​people every time, as soon as he saw those eyes, he would immediately recognize them. Out of this person!

Today, those eyes are still fixed on him, their eyelashes trembling so violently.

It hurts too much, I can bear it, but I can't bear it for too long...

Jiang Ye's eyes were filled with disbelief, he looked down at his chest that was full of pain, and at the feather that pierced into his flesh and blood, it was very much like the one that his master gave him, the pure white feather Stained bright red by the blood, the feathers condensed with blood drops and fell to the ground drop by drop, landing on Jiang Ye's instep.

He looked along the slender, all-too-familiar hand, and gradually shifted his gradually blurred vision to Yun Jian's arm, to Yun Jian's trembling glass beads due to the cold all over his body.

When the haze dissipated, those bright light-colored pearls and jades were lying in the beautiful peach blossom orbits.

But why is the end of the eye red again?

Jiang Ye looked into those eyes.

He just felt that even if he was killed by his master, even if he didn't know why he died, but when he saw these eyes dissipate the haze and return to clarity, and when his master finally woke up, he felt that his heart was wrong. It hurts so much.

There was even a faint smile on the corner of his lips, and a sweet dimple bloomed.

"Master, respect..."

I don't know if my life is about to be lost, and my vision is blurred. Why do I vaguely see tears streaming from his master's trembling and beautiful eyes?

He wanted to reach out to touch his cheek, he wanted to wipe away the tears for his master, he wanted to say to his master: Don't cry, I don't blame you, this probably really is fate.

But his throat was choked, and he tried to pull his vocal cords, but he couldn't say a word.

The same is true for the hand, and there is no strength to control it and raise it again.

What's more, there is a feather knife between him and his master, and he can't reach it with his hand...

Jiang Ye originally thought that he had already gotten rid of the shackles of the original text. He thought that his master loved him, and he was reluctant to let his master be tortured.

But... He never expected that he would step into the doomed ending one step at a time.

——Finally killed by the master.

It wasn't an ugly death, and it wasn't too inhumane, but... I was unwilling.

Only then did he know that his master loved him, and he also knew that his feelings were never the kind of love that a disciple looks up to his master.

Not reconciled...

The ending was as destined in the original text, but he failed to suppress his master from the beginning to the end, not even once...

I'm so unhappy...

But such a last word, he also couldn't utter it, unable to utter it, the blood on his chest was blocked in his throat, and gushed out along the corners of his lips as soon as he opened his mouth.

Master, you said you love me.

It's not because of the person from thousands of years ago, it's not because of someone else's shadow in me.

You love me only because of the me in front of you.

You say, love me, just because I am me.

Not when I was, let alone what I was like.

But I never told you solemnly...

I actually... like you very much, too.

It's not that the apprentice loves the master, it's that I really love you...

But he couldn't say it, a blush appeared at the end of his right eye, and tears fell down...

Until the clothes were dyed through, he couldn't hold on any longer, and suddenly fell down and lost consciousness.

Yun Jian subconsciously let go of the hand holding the feather blade, and caught the slumped body of the young man. The bright red blood stained his snow-white clothes all at once, the chaotic gray mist in the peach blossom eyes dissipated instantly, and the clear glass beads came back again. Smoked vermilion.

He hugged the young man, looked at the pale face with closed eyes, and the blue-white lips overflowing with blood, he suddenly thought it was a dream, thought it was some kind of terrible dream that he couldn't bear.

The trembling hands caressed the side of Jiang Ye's face little by little, rubbing away the blood.

"It's a dream, right?"

"We... shall we wake up?"

But when his hand touched the scalding blood and the gradually cooling skin, it was like being slapped hard by reality.

The mist in the sea of ​​consciousness dissipated, and he knelt and knelt in the dilapidated hall with Jiang Ye in his arms, in the remains of the Yi clan that had all perished.

The blood stain soaked through the boy's clothes, and a puddle of blood dripped on the ground.

Everything experienced in the sea of ​​consciousness will not be brought into reality, at least the mental damage will not affect the physical body, but the feather blade that pierced Ye's chest is real.

It was he who personally pierced his own feathers into the young man's heart, and he who personally killed his apprentice, his... the one he loved.

Yun Jian clutched the wound, desperately trying to stop the blood, but couldn't.

He wanted to pour spiritual power into it desperately, but no matter how much he poured in, it would be like pouring water into a bamboo basket full of holes, and it would not help at all.

Yun Jian's throat was choked badly, he held Jiang Ye's face with difficulty, and rubbed his gradually cold skin.

"You...wake up, don't scare Master..."

His voice was unbearably hoarse.

He thought, Jiang Ye kept saying that he would protect him, whenever he was sad or uncomfortable, the little apprentice would frown and stare at him angrily and worriedly, at the same time blaming him for what he deserved, and at the same time frowning in distress Then bandage his wound.

How could his little apprentice be willing to make him so sad?

He caressed Jiang Ye's face, his eyes were red: "I hurt... my heart hurts, you wake up, help me... can you wake up?"

The boy would never answer him again, not even a single word.

The body is gradually no longer warm...

"You killed him again."

The half-transparent red figure of Wutong stood in the empty hall, with a voice like a devil whirling ethereally, killing those murderous words word by word.

"He wanted to save you, just like thousands of years ago, he wanted to take you away, take you out of shackles, but what about you? You killed him—"

"In the subsequent reincarnation, you killed him again and again, including this time, you let him fall into the dust, suffer the pain of reincarnation, tear his soul, dissect his soul for you, and because of you, his soul is incomplete. You caused it!"

Wutong smiled and said: "However, you are lucky, and he is also lucky. When he was confused and didn't know anything, he was killed by your own hands again."

"Do you think he will still love you if he recovers all his memories?"

"I'm afraid I hate you to death, even if he doesn't mind, but you have to know that with your fate - if you don't die yourself or others, everything you care about will be annihilated..."

"Even so...do you still want to live on? Nirvana and rebirth can only make you experience suffering again and again. Why are you so persistent?"

"let it go……"

Let it go and let it all be reduced to ashes and ground to powder.

Those thousand-year-old memories that were forgotten with reincarnation and rebirth in Nirvana suddenly poured into Yun Jian's mind, as if they were about to tear his sea of ​​consciousness apart. average.

Blazing hatred, extreme self-blame, and heartbreaking pain all poured into his chest in an instant.

It is more painful than being imprisoned by chains, more painful than being embedded in the bone by a sedative nail, more painful than being cut through the heart by a sharp knife and gouging out the red-hot love and hatred.

Unable to bear it any longer, the soul that was about to collapse directly affected his body, and his chest was scorching hot.

Uncontrollably, he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Splashing on Jiang Ye's body, little drops of blood stained the boy's face, his blood mixed with Jiang Ye's.

One was still warm, and the other was getting cold.

What Wutong said is right, since he was born, he was ordered to have good luck in the year, maybe all the good luck is used to meet Jiang Ye, even if he is in reincarnation again and again, even if he crosses the Santu River, even if he is transformed As a star in the sky, every time Jiang Ye turned around and looked back, he worked hard to meet him and wanted to be by his side.

And what did he do?

On the cold winter cliff above the nine heavens, he once stabbed his heart with a dagger, but in this life, he didn't recognize him... and pierced his heart with a feather, killing him.

lay down?

Just let it go?

After struggling for thousands of years, it still ended like this in the end, can he let it go?

Do not!

He doesn't want him to die!

As Jiang Ye said, he will be by his side, even if he is tolerated by the world, even if his fate is different, he will be by his side...

The flame of attachment has not been completely extinguished, and the fire of Nirvana is still burning in the heart.

Embracing Jiang Ye, Yun Jian leaned over and pressed a soft kiss on the blood-stained forehead of the young man. He restrained himself and said insanely: "Let's go... let's get out of here. If you are tired, sleep for a while. , When I find Bu Lingchen, let him heal your wounds."

"When the time comes, I'll call you, don't sleep, you have to wake up."

Hearing these words, Wu Tong was puzzled, and roared resentfully and madly: "Are you crazy? He cut your soul for you, and died for you time and time again. His soul has been cracked for a long time, and he can't hold it anymore. No Next time, there will be no reincarnation!"

Yun Jian's hands caressing the young man's soft hair trembled, the redness in his eyes gradually overflowed, extremely intense, and the color of his pupils was as deep as a black abyss.

The fire of Nirvana ignited from the depths of his soul, covering his body inch by inch. The double-petalled red plums under his ears were as hot as blood, bursting out with flames. At the cost of melting his soul, he had to break free from the seal and pull out the sedative spirit. nail.

The black and thin nails on the collarbone, which are usually invisible, rubbed into flames.

Yun Jian's complexion was as usual, but bean-sized beads of sweat were trembling all over his body, rolling down from his temples, sticking to Jiang Ye's eyelashes, and then he gently wiped them off with his fingers.

The sound of "click, click" from the town nail is the sound of the nail pulling out the bone, and it is also the sound of the bone breaking into cracks.

"You are crazy! You are really crazy!"

"This is your mother's palace! It's the ruins of the Yi clan after their death. Are you going to destroy this place?!"

Suddenly——

"boom--"

The moment a god-suppressing nail was separated from the bones and flesh, the raging flames ignited like a huge explosion, and the flames swept across the entire Phoenix Temple.

The tongue of flames ignited and hit the plane tree. His fiery red clothes were burnt to ashes by the fierce Nirvana fire, and the skin on half of his body was scorched, and he couldn't see his original appearance.

Indus had to escape.

Nirvana fire is no more than any other flame.

The power of Nirvana can regenerate people and is the hope of life.

But the fire of Nirvana is toward death, even if the protoss gets into it, it cannot be extinguished easily, and it is a narrow escape!

The blazing fireworks burned to the extreme, and only the golden-red flames could be seen from the outer edge. The internal temperature was extremely high, and the intense white and colorless flames were extremely dazzling.

The flames soared into the sky, like a huge phoenix hovering upwards.

Yun Jian hugged General Ye and rode on the fire phoenix, soaring straight to the nine heavens, and under the clouds was the ruins of Fengfeng that were about to be burned clean by the fire of Nirvana.

"Boom—"

The sound shook the world, and the loud noise soared to the sky.

In an instant, the entire Perishing Phoenix Ruins, including this space-time secret passage that shouldn't exist, was completely engulfed in the roaring sea of ​​flames.

After a glaring bright light, the Mysterious Realm of Grand Meng fell into the abyss of a black hole like a bombed ruin, becoming an empty world without any signs of life.