After I died, the cold beauty fell from the altar

"Daojun, do you really want to keep him by your side?"

The animal ears on both sides of the head of the man in black drooped, his face was not looking good, and he looked sick. He secretly glanced at the window frame, covered his mouth with his hands, and said in a low voice, "He is a Crazy."

The person standing in front of him smiled without saying a word, his eyes fell on the scar on his neck.

"It's okay, this injury has healed in two days, don't worry," he touched the scar on his neck, and still felt terrified when he thought of the past, "Even if he saved me, he was the one who hurt me like this. My fragile body and bones can't stand his torment. And Daojun, don't forget, he also killed your soul back then. It is a great threat to keep such a person by your side. Let him go."

"Let him act recklessly outside, it's better to keep him by your side and take care of him. Xue Mastiff, he is different from you. He was originally a human, but later turned into a beast. In addition, he has a prejudice against the beast race, and his mind and soul are out of control. It's also understandable,"

Su Wan folded her hands casually, and looked into the distance, "I even thought, if he is really violent and evil, I will kill him, so that I can lock his life and soul with me, and accompany him to hell. After the punishment of killing in the first life is over, help him live again."

"Daojun, I don't understand, why is he worthy of you doing this for him?"

Su Wan couldn't help being silent, and suddenly said something like a sigh:

"He's had a bad life all his life."

Every time he looks at Xu Qingyi, he always feels as if he is looking at himself—a self who is always forced to chase other people's shadows and constantly destroy himself.

This road made him step on the tip of the knife every step of the way. Every step he took, he would be choked by the shackles of expectations. It was really painful for him to walk, and he couldn't bear it even if he persisted for a second, so he really It's hard to imagine how Xu Qingyi gritted his teeth and got to where he is today.

He has also struggled in the abyss of darkness, so he wants to hand him a lamp - he wants to be rewarded for his hardships, he wants to be admired by everyone, and he wants to be safe and sound. Being the head of Nanhua Dao, I want him to become the unique True Lord Hexuan in this world.

In fact, he had calculated that Xu Qingyi would get everything he dreamed of after his death. He didn't expect that this person would turn into a beast by accident. The fame, status, and future that were close at hand disappeared overnight. Could it not make him mentally collapse and turn into the crazy look he is now?

Su Wan's dark eyes sank: Since the way of heaven is bleak, then he will save him.

"Dao Jun, if it wasn't for you, my life, bah! I don't want to see him again in my next life!"

Xue Mastiff thought of Zhao Yuya who was also seriously injured by Hexuan Zhenjun in the past, and instantly felt the same. No wonder that guy insisted that he was a lunatic at that time, so it turned out that he was not talking nonsense.

"In two days, I will take him to the beast world."

He has never encountered this kind of soul attached to the body of a dragon, so it would be better to ask Lord Wanshu Linggong, if it has a way, it would be great.

"What! Daojun, even though he is a dragon now, he still hates our beast race. Even if you are here, if this guy goes crazy, the beast world will suffer heavy losses!"

"I thought of this, so I sealed his spiritual power with my own true essence. If he insisted on breaking through the true essence, his heart would only be damaged. At that time, even a person with low spiritual power could easily restrain him. "

"True Yuan?"

Xue Mastiff expected that his method would be tantamount to burning jade and stone, and knew that his heart was unshakable, so he couldn't help feeling resentful towards Zhenjun Hexuan who suddenly broke their peaceful life.

The sky suddenly became darker, and a cold breath climbed up his heels, climbed to his strong back, and then completely penetrated into his heart, making him shiver involuntarily.

Sensing the approaching danger, Xue Mastiff looked back, and saw a man in white clothes and black hair standing behind him, with murderous intent hidden in his dull sickly eyes, suffocating against his gate of life.

The fear of dying struck again, his hair stood on end in fright, his ears retracted, and he hid behind Su Wan with a "shua".

"Why are you so afraid of me? I even saved your dog's life."

Xu Qingyi looked like a gloomy ghost, his sharp knife-like eyes fell on his claws that were holding the man's clothes tightly.

Xue Mastiff hurriedly withdrew his paws, he could feel this person's hatred and rejection of him, as if he had snatched something he regarded as a treasure.

"Go and see Ah Yao."

Sensing that the atmosphere between them was not right, Su Wan asked Xue Mastiff to leave first.

Xue Mastiff nodded quickly, and couldn't help turning his head to look when he jumped out. He was surprised to find that the lunatic threw himself into Daojun's arms, and kissed him on the face brazenly.

"you!"

He immediately got angry and was about to rush up to tear the lunatic away when the man suddenly raised his eyes from Daojun's shoulder and stared at him coldly and sharply. He felt terrified and said silently in his heart, "A gentleman takes revenge, ten The year is not too late", so he slipped away in fear and anger.

As the sunset approached, a large amount of red gold sprinkled on the street, illuminating the walking figures in orange and red.

The silver bamboo joints on the wrist swayed slightly with the movement of the steps, and then the owner of the bracelet stopped and looked at the neatly arranged clay figurines.

"This is Mr. Qing Heng."

You Zhi'er pointed to the clay figurine who was wearing a nine-colored cloud feather robe, a fishtail crown with a chenying fish tail, and a Taihua Liuyun sword on his waist. Unlike other clay figurines, it did not have facial features depicted.

"Why don't you paint your face?"

"Mr Qingheng has thousands of forms, as long as there is a heart to cross the world and be compassionate, everything is Lord Qingheng."

The two walked in front of each other on the golden street in the afterglow. Pedestrians hurried past them, and what they saw in their eyes were two ordinary faces.

The person in front suddenly turned his head: "Brother, you can also be Lord Qing Heng."

"The wicked pass through the world, and the idiots talk about dreams."

"Good and evil are not generalized by the body, but by the heart."

"you sure?"

Someone spoke contemptuously, and casually picked off a cluster of pale white apricot blossoms on the side of the road. The fragrance of the apricot blossoms attracted a butterfly with pointed wings. After a while, the flowers surrounded by silver-gray animal spirit withered suddenly, and the butterfly that landed on the flowers Also fell in the wind.

The flower folder caught the lifeless butterfly and brought it to the eyes of the person in front of him, with a dry and indifferent expression: "Look, it's dead."

Su Wan didn't change his expression, looked at his face with a smile, then took his fingers and closed his palms for him: "If you want it to live, it will come back to life."

There was a warm temperature coming from the back of his finger, Xu Qingyi stared at this face for a long time, there was a faint glint of water in his eyes, he thought of the crabapple full of trees and flowers planted in Fusheng Palace, the pink white His heart was full of love, surrounded by soft petals, he heard his long-lost heartbeat.

At the same time, the man gently pushed his fingers away, and a butterfly with pointed wings flew out of his palm, and flew into the shadow of large pale apricot blossoms.

"Brother, you are the one who is trapped by a square inch."

The person in front of him closed his eyes slightly, his expression was clear and his hair was clear, the blue clouds and feathers fluttered like clouds, and the sound was like a heavy bell, as if he was far away from him, but when he came from Jiuzhongxiao, he glanced at him inadvertently, and since then , the idol in his heart had a face.

The withered flower branch held in the right hand also came to life, and the petals with slightly reddish tips fell down and fell on the young man's black hair.

He took it off and put it in the palm of his hand, and continued to move forward.

The moment he turned around, the flower branch in Xu Qingyi's hand withered again. With just a little force from this bony hand, the flower branch shattered into powder and dissipated with the wind.

Eyes as deep as a black hole fell on the hand with sharp bones in front of him, as if he remembered that these hands once held the young man, and he seemed to be going to the end of time amidst people coming and going. His face was covered by darkness, and his jealousy began to crazily again. Biting his heart.

Then he stepped forward quickly and grabbed the man's hand.

The cold knuckles passed through the palm, tightly twisting the warm and dry palm.

"what happened?"

Su Wan didn't understand what it meant, and subconsciously wanted to break free.

Unexpectedly, he entangled even more fiercely, his fingertips got into his fingers, and they simply interlocked with his fingers.

Su Wan and him looked at each other, the afterglow of the setting sun cast on half of his side face, and the thin crow eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, showing a bit of alienation, but there was a strange smile in his eyes: "Lu Yes, I can’t do it?”

"..."

Su Wan pondered for a moment, and when he learned that he was talking about holding hands, he felt a little funny, "Brother, Ah Yao is young, how can you compare with him, besides, how can there be two big men holding hands in this street?" ,is not……"

He paused, but still didn't say the rest: "Forget it, you can hold it if you want."

Since this guy's brain circuit is different from ordinary people, he didn't bother to explain it to him.

Passers-by are in a hurry, and there are still a few idlers eating noodles and chatting at the noodle stalls on the street.

The person holding his hand stopped suddenly, pointed to the right side: "Zhexuan."

Su Wan looked in the direction he pointed, seeing rows of bright red candied haws.

The blue sky has already covered the sky and the earth, the bird stopped on the branch, chirped twice, and when it flew away without attachment, it still did not forget to shake the branch slightly.

The figure in the moon-white cloud satin gown has a pure appearance, like the snow that falls between pines and cypresses in winter, even if he is holding a candied haws in his hand at this time, it seems that the candied haws are extremely precious, as if what he is holding is not a sugar ball, but a It is a luminous emerald pearl.

The sugar coating is red and dripping, and it looks sweet.

He brought the sugar ball to his mouth, lightly bit into the hard sugar coating, chewed slowly a few times, then glanced at the young man beside him, and frowned slightly: "Sour."

"acid?"

Su Wan looked at the candied haws in his hand, and tried to take a bite. The sweetness of the syrup was mixed with the sourness of the hawthorn fruit, and the sweetness and sourness were perfectly balanced.

"Mine is not sour, you try it?"

He bit off the top hawthorn berries and passed the rest.

The man took the candied haws in his hand, leaned towards him, then raised his handsome face, with his thin lips slightly parted, biting the hawthorn he was holding in his mouth without blushing. Fruit, without even chewing carefully, the light in his eyes was like a fire burning in the wind when he looked at him, and it was clearly extinguished: "Sweet."

"..."

Su Wan caught the red fruit in his mouth with his hands, and suffered a momentary heart attack.

Didn't he give him all the candied haws in his hand?Why did he still taste what was in his mouth?After this man recovers from his madness, if he thinks about the stupid things he did to him before, will he be so embarrassed that he can't bear it, and then become angry and kill him to silence him?

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感谢在2022-08-2920:24:13-2022-08-3120:26:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 477010851;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of meow in the sky; 3 bottles of Ah Ruan; 2 bottles of Yingyue; 1 bottle of Zhengui;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!