Lie Huo Jiao Chou

The clothes and bed sheets are rolled out of the same washing machine, and the various bath products used by two people are the same set. The essential oils sprayed in the humidifier with aromatherapy in the corner are also "rain and dew". Whoever passes by will be covered. Unbiased.

And Sheng Lingyuan's clothes from inside to outside were bought by Xuan Ji.

In terms of hobbies and hobbies, Xuan Ji always pursues what is hot and what is trendy, but she doesn't follow the trend when buying clothes.He always prefers light-colored, simple clothes with comfortable fabrics. When he buys them, there are always a few styles, so the clothes of the two are also very similar. When buying, there is an owner, and they are thrown into the washing machine once. I couldn't tell which was whose, so I had to randomly collect them.

Living in such a small apartment, trivial matters are always inseparable.

At this time, they are connected to empathy again, and they can hear each other's inner voices, and they are so intimate that they cross boundaries.

But it is separated by mountains and seas.

Throughout Sheng Lingyuan's life, people have been trying to figure out his intentions all the time, trying to make the most of the situation, or take advantage of it. He wants to single-handedly fight against a million, and bury himself deeper and deeper.

Widowed and lonely.

"Ling Yuan," Xuan Ji turned his face away and looked straight into his eyes, "Let me ask you something...don't be nervous, it's a private matter."

Sheng Lingyuan's eyelashes blinked slightly.

Xuan Ji: "You don't need me at all, do you?"

His Majesty may love, favor, or even be persistent, but he doesn't need anyone's company.

"Companionship is always a burden for you." Xuan Ji got up, walked to the bedroom window, and lit a cigarette - he was afraid that His Majesty would hate the smell of cigarettes, since Sheng Lingyuan moved in, he had never lit a cigarette at home Fortunately, I am not an ordinary person, and I have no addiction to cigarettes, so I almost quit by the way... almost.

These days, Sheng Lingyuan is not the only one who is nervous and uncomfortable.

"The world is your burden, and I am your burden."

Sheng Lingyuan, who was pretending to be dead, finally said, "...Nonsense."

Xuan Ji held a cigarette between her hands and lowered her head with a smile: "It's not a burden, so what am I to you?"

Sheng Lingyuan probably had more than a dozen answers in his mind at the same time, scrambling to hold them in his throat, covering almost all the subjects used in confession in ancient and modern China and abroad.There are affectionate, nasty, ingenious, plain and sincere, and even advertisements that I don’t know where to hear are mixed in.It can be seen that if a person wants to have a good tongue, he still needs to have a vocabulary.

But for some reason, these beautiful words were blocked by his tongue.

He seemed suddenly dumb.

"I am a 'Suzaku Tianling' who survived only half-death," Xuan Ji said slowly while smoking the blue smoke, "later became your Heavenly Demon Sword."

"From this name, it can be seen that I will definitely not have a good end - otherwise, why should I call it an auspicious name such as 'fixing the universe' and 'dispelling evil spirits'? According to the routines of all dynasties and dynasties. , I was supposed to 'die' after killing the demon king with you. I was a one-off."

Sheng Lingyuan's voice became cold: "Shut up!"

Xuan Ji ignored him, turned his back to Sheng Lingyuan, he squinted his eyes, and looked at the Wanjia lights outside the window: "Then it's strange, as the only descendant of the Suzaku clan—although I'm a 'descendant of Schrödinger'—at least It's worth a bit, but who came up with the bad idea back then to make a 'first-class protected animal' like me a one-time weapon?"

"This is the first doubtful point. After the clan has been exterminated, graves have to be dug and people cut off. Only someone who has a blood feud with Suzaku can do it. But we both know that one is Her Royal Highness and the other is Dan Li. One is the blood descendant of Suzaku, and the other is the statue of Suzaku—why did these two dig their own ancestral graves to complete the human race?"

"The second doubt is, why have I been on your back since I was a child? I have probably understood the process of refining the spirit. After the sacrifice is successful, the spirit of the weapon is theoretically born successfully, and the sword spirit will grow up by itself, like Zhichun. .After Zhichun was forged, she put it on the shelf, and the spirit of the weapon still cultivated and formed by itself. It can be seen that there is no need for me to live in your back. I am in your back, and it is not good for both of us—it is too small , I can’t control the empathy. When we were young, we often held each other back. When we learned something new, we sometimes misled each other and went through many detours. If I was under the control of an adult at that time, I should be more loyal and practice faster. , and your life will be much less inconvenient."

"The third doubt is the 'Nirvana Stone'. The Nirvana Stone Danli gave me is too weak. Calling it 'Nirvana Glass' is an insult to modern industrial technology. Danli is proficient in various side-by-side techniques, and there is nothing better Is it? If not, he can leave nothing behind. Maybe I can survive without external support. Besides making me make the same mistakes over and over again and consuming those precious seal bones, this Nirvana Stone also What's the use? Danli never does superfluous things, if it's not for his inconsistency in logic, there is only one explanation, the Nirvana stones I refined are all substandard products - it's not him who made the mistake, it's me."

Xuan Ji flicked the cigarette ash, turned around, the lights in the room were not turned on, and the dim starlight and light outside the window hit his face, half-bright and half-dark, unable to see his expression clearly.

"Although I'm not very smart, but I'm old enough that I can't even understand the manual and make a bunch of 'substandard products'. If it's not a technical problem, it can only be a hardware problem. So I have A hypothesis-is it impossible to refine a successful Nirvana Stone with a spiritual body?"

Sheng Lingyuan half-lyed and half leaned against the head of the bed without moving. He was silent for almost half his life, and finally said: "The Nirvana Stone is the secret of the phoenix, and it is called 'the thing of death and life' in ancient books."

Xuan Ji understands—this means that the Nirvana Stone applies to a very high level of law, at least the level of "similar to life and death", and the spirit of the weapon is not a living being, no matter how special the spirit of the weapon is, it is like Zhichun's Macaroni Dolls can no longer burn a macaroni.

Xuan Ji: "So the Nirvana Stone was indeed reserved for me, but not for me in the spirit state."

"Suzaku was born in Nanming," Sheng Lingyuan was silent for a while, and said slowly, "He is endowed with divinity, masters and suppresses demons, and has guarded Chiyuan for generations. Your clan was born for Chiyuan. When the patriarch was alive, He even has the authority to control the increase and extinguishment of the Chiyuan fire."

"It can adjust the fire, well, it's like the switch on the stove in the kitchen. Do we have the stove adjustment button?" Xuan Ji paused, and then asked, "No, if that's the case, with the ingenuity of the human race, we should have found it earlier. Alternatives—or do we belong to Chiyuan, a part of the natural hearth?"

Sheng Lingyuan closed his eyes gently: "The latter."

"There is life and restraint, gods and demons come from the same source." Xuanji nodded, "Chiyuan is quite scientific-so, I entered Chiyuan with the blood of Suzaku, which is equivalent to remaking. Danli taught me The secret words I wrote are not actually to protect the blood of the Suzaku, but to stick it with me, and when you get tired of living, you will jump into the Chiyuan. Divine blood, demon body, and Suzaku soul, what will you get?"

"If I'm not wrong," Sheng Lingyuan said, "Chiyuan will give birth to a new patron saint."

"Oh," Xuan Ji laughed lowly, "A 'Heavenly Spirit' who only has protein but no intelligence, was given birth by refining tools, and used a roundabout artificial method instead of nature to 'birth' me and give me intelligence. Then at the right time, smash my sword body and let me go back to Chiyuan for a second cooking, you..."

Sheng Lingyuan answered the words calmly: "I am one of the materials."

One sentence almost stabbed Xuan Ji in the opposite direction, and it took a long time to catch his breath. He heard Sheng Lingyuan sneer in his heart, and then he realized that he was deliberately poking wherever it hurts, in order to pay back Xuan Ji's sentence "I It's a one-off."

Your Majesty puts his purpose first in his words and actions, and does not bring his own emotions. This is the result of acquired training, and it does not mean that he is naturally good-tempered.

This will be regarded as revealing the true nature.

Man-made heavenly demons, killing demon kings, and suppressing demons in all directions. After the suppression is over, wouldn't he himself become a disaster?

Such a big devil still occupies the position of supreme under heaven, and when the time comes, he will be arrogant, who can control him?

I can only bury a seed in his heart since he was a child, just like putting shackles on a young animal, so that he will have a nostalgic attachment and a home for his heart. Thin flails.

Heavenly Demon is indifferent to all emotions, and has no interest in sweetness, let alone bitterness and sourness. The sword spirit is the thread that leads him into the world of mortals, and it is also the bridge for him to empathize with the world.His sea of ​​consciousness was forced to share with the noisy little Suzaku since he was a child, so his heart is not closed.In this way, those robes who died for him, the brothers who regretted for life, the teachers and friends who couldn't part with each other, the Taohuayuan that ended dismal, and the peace in the world that he earned side by side with Sword Spirit... can all flow upstream , one by one through his heart, wrapped around his throat.

When the sword is destroyed and his feet are empty, he will be hanged by these things and walk towards his destined end.

Chiyuan and Suzaku were born together.

The Heavenly Demon and the Sword Spirit are predestined for each other.

The demon princess hated the betrayal of the demon king, and at the cost of her life, she made a big gloomy sacrifice, of course not for the sake of perfecting the human race in the war.

What she wants is to renew Suzaku's bloodline.

In this way, wouldn't everyone be happy?

As for whether the stupid Suzaku Tianling can accept it, and how to live alone, it’s okay, give him a Nirvana Stone—a real Nirvana Stone, not a defective product created by a stupid sword spirit—the secret technique of the phoenix, one dose It works, just like the effect of "reincarnation", the past is the past.

It's a pity that no one expected that Sheng Lingyuan would jump off Chiyuan with a broken sword on his body, missing such a small detail, and the success fell short.

Xuan Ji took a long breath, smoked most of the cigarette, flicked the cigarette butt back into the spotless ashtray, drew a fire, and then he laughed: "Let me guess again, the mountain in Pingzhou, you Knowing what Dan Li said to me from my memory, I immediately put together the puzzle, right? I think you two are true confidants. After 3000 years, the tacit understanding will not be affected at all, and the tacit understanding will be clear. Let me ask you something, Sheng Lingyuan, you know everything, why do you follow those people's wishes, are you bloodless? "

Sheng Lingyuan opened his mouth, but he held back his mouth and didn't scold, but Xuan Ji heard what he was thinking - His Majesty is not used to vulgar language, and wants him to be cautious.

How calm these people are, Xuan Ji has been civilized for 3000 years, and they are almost so angry that they spit out all the obscenities they have heard.

"I'm not as good as Danli." Sheng Lingyuan said, "Back then I thought I had taken his power, but in fact it was always a bad move. He was dead and I lost. So far, there is only one endgame that went wrong. The opponent's bones are already cold. There is no place to dig a grave for whipping corpses, how can I compete with the dead?"

Someone has to end the endgame, otherwise what would you do?

Sheng Lingyuan raised his hand and took off the coat hanging on the side: "I'm going out for a walk, you calm down for a while...uh..."

Before he had time to stand still, his whole body was surrounded by a group of blazing flames. The flames condensed into thin threads, neither burned anything nor hurt his flesh, but bound him scorchingly, and pulled him back violently. , His Suzaku blood felt the power of the same origin, eating inside and outside, acting like a demon between his flesh and blood, Sheng Lingyuan's legs gave way, and he fell among the vermilion feathers.

The desire to swallow him alive came from the other end of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Xuan Ji's wings wrapped around him, dragging him in front of her, and leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window of the bedroom, the soft cotton material was torn from the neckline to the hem.

Sheng Lingyuan was stunned, put his arms around his back, and gently stroked his hot wings: "Okay, okay, brother Lingyuan is not good, let you..."

His voice paused suddenly, and he forgot his words because of the flashing images of mountains and tsunamis in Xuan Ji's mind.

"Colorful, not suitable for children?" Xuan Ji clasped his waist, "Sheng Lingyuan, which eye do you see that I am still a child, are you blind?"

Sheng Lingyuan was speechless, so he could only reprimand dryly: "...presumptuous."

But Jian Ling has been reckless since he was a child, and Sheng Lingyuan didn't have any temper with him. When Xuan Ji bit his neck and tore his shirt, he just hid for a while and didn't refuse.

"He thinks..." Sheng Lingyuan's muscles tensed uncomfortably at first, and then let those thin flame-colored threads bind him tightly without struggling, "That's all."

The family emblem on Xuan Ji's forehead seemed to be dripping blood, he suddenly opened his eyes, but his eyes were clear.

The next moment, Sheng Lingyuan was shocked - the "string" tied to his body suddenly pierced his flesh and heart!

They drilled out from this end, and passed through Xuan Ji's body, like threading a needle, trying to sew the two together densely. It didn't hurt, but his whole body's strength seemed to be sealed, and he couldn't move at all.

"Are you the only one who can seduce?" In Xuan Ji's sea of ​​consciousness, all the indescribable images disappeared under the dazzling white light, and a huge magic circle was barely visible.

"Your Majesty, you know everything about astronomy and geography." Xuan Ji whispered in his ear, "Have you ever heard of a forbidden technique called 'Mountain Alliance and Sea Oath'?"