Throw down Wannian Suzaku

Qingling obeyed his words, and stayed in the Hall of Joy obediently.

Qing Ling didn't bother to untie the sealed acupuncture points for the time being.Forcibly releasing the acupoints by yourself actually consumes mana and internal energy, it is better to wait for Huo Niao to come back and let him untie the acupuncture points for himself, which will save himself some trouble.

This period of time was indeed extremely boring and boring, mainly because Qingling had slept for half a month before, and now it was a little difficult to fall asleep again, so she couldn't rely on this to pass the time.

In such a quiet hall, even the voices outside the hall can be captured by Qingling.In fact, it's not that Qingling's hearing is so keen, but that the movement outside the hall is actually not small, and you can understand it with a little attention.

"Have you found the little girl Yuqiao?" someone asked.

"Not yet, I've searched all around here, but I haven't found his whereabouts." Another person replied.

"Forget it, send some more people. Half go to Miss Yuqiao, and half seal off the execution ground. Lingguang God Lord has ordered that you must not let Miss Yuqiao approach the execution ground. If you don't do well, we will punish us immediately. .”

"Didn't you say that Lord Lingguang is deliberately making things difficult for us? The little guy he taught himself, how could he catch it as soon as he said it..."

"Stop talking nonsense. If you have time to complain, it's better to move faster."

"Yes……"

So far, the noisy and chaotic voices outside have been reduced, and those people should have moved to other places.

Qingling didn't understand what she heard, it wasn't that she couldn't hear clearly, but she didn't understand the meaning.It's understandable that they mentioned Firebird and Yuqiao.But... the execution ground...

Qingling didn't want to make wild guesses or inferences, and immediately unsealed the sealed acupoints without hesitation, got up and went to bed.

Although he had promised Huo Niao not to wander around or go outside, he did not break the promise, not to mention there was always something illusory haunting him, forcing him to do so involuntarily. ... An ominous premonition, yes, that ethereal thing is this inexplicable premonition.

After leaving the Hall of Joy, there were very few people outside the hall, and no one even noticed the movement here, and no one noticed Qingling.Just now those people seemed to have gone to other places, and the place became much empty all of a sudden.

What did they just say, the execution ground, the blockade, and what does it have to do with Yuqiao Firebird?It was precisely because of hearing that they had mentioned Firebird that Qingling took this matter to heart.

At this time, no one is helping Qingling.I'm afraid Huo Niao also gave orders to those people, such as keeping him under surveillance.But even if there are few people, Qingling doesn't dare to be upright and just swagger on the avenue.After thinking for a while, after finding the direction of the execution ground, he took a small path and started on the road.

Qing Ling raised her head suddenly, the weather was so good just now, but now it has turned cloudy.

The sky was a little heavy, and the spectacle of the gods covering the sky was probably due to a few dark clouds.Layer upon layer, layer upon layer, there is no sunlight.The bored people are inexplicably flustered and frightened, because the dark clouds are full of thunder and lightning.

boom--

Such a strange or even unnatural scene actually sounded the alarm, Qingling just stared at it for a few seconds.Suddenly, as if soaked in a basin of cold water, I am enlightened.

This is... the punishment of cutting bones.

With the help of mana, the thunder and lightning of nature are gathered here.The thunder mixed with mana is enough to directly penetrate the bone marrow of an immortal.Instead of simply leaving some marks on the bone, it penetrated and cracked it, and left no marks on the surface.After the punishment, it will take five years for each fairy bone to recover.It will take 50 years to recuperate and adjust the breath if the ten fairy bones are broken.

Such a cruel criminal law...the prisoner...

A white figure suddenly appeared in Qingling's vision, like a frightened bird or beast.I can't care about other things, and I don't care if my whereabouts will be exposed, Qingling Yufeng.In the shadows, hurried to the execution ground.

"Who?" When approaching the execution ground, two people stopped Qing Ling in the air.After seeing the face of the person who came, he was surprised and saluted respectfully: "Shenjun Mengzhang."

It seems that this time is a big scene.Not only are immortals guarding the ground, but also the sky.

"Don't get in the way." Qingling didn't want to delay here for a second, he didn't ask for anything else, he just wanted to take a look...to see who was the prisoner...

"Forgive us for not being able to obey, God Meng Zhang." The two immortals sent their apologies together, "No one is allowed to approach the execution ground within two quarters of an hour. This is the order of God Ling Guang. We are only following orders. Please don't embarrass us."

"His order?" Qingling closed her eyes slightly and repeated, and then asked: "Since that's the case, do you know who the prisoner is?"

"This..." The immortal hesitated for a moment, but still said: "Hui Shenjun is an unknown person, and we don't know."

Qingling raised her eyes slightly, waved her hand, and the two of them passed out.Losing the support of the wind, it is not appropriate to describe it as falling leaves, it should be said to fall like a bird.He didn't want to delay, since these two people refused to tell the truth, there was no need to waste expression with them.

Before the rest of the immortals arrived, Qingling rushed to the execution ground.There are billowing dark clouds above the head, and they are laying down shocking thunder and lightning one after another at intervals of 20 seconds.It is so deafening that every time a blow is struck, the people below will be startled once, wishing they could cover their ears to block the ear-scratching and even deaf thunder.

Eighth way...

Ninth Road...

tenth course...

No.11 Road...

Qingling unconsciously counted the number of lightning strikes, and every time it came down, he felt a little terrified.Suppressing the unknown fear, finally, went to the execution ground.

Qingling has no eyes to look at the scene in front of her.The strings in his mind broke, and with a clanging sound, he chopped off all the chains one after another.Covering the sky with one hand, forming an invisible magic barrier, protecting that person, separating that person from the dangerous thunder.

In the world, only the man in white is left.The blood soaked his robe, but still indifferent Lingguang Shenjun.Losing the stable balance of the chain, the man knelt on the cold stone slab, clutching his chest with one hand.As soon as he struggled to open his eyes, he was hugged into a trembling embrace.

In an instant, everything around me lost its sound and color.Feeling his temperature, it's that person, that's right, it's the one that Qingling couldn't cover for a hundred years.

Qingling didn't dare to hug her too tightly, for fear of hurting the person in her arms, he asked tremblingly, "Why didn't you tell me...why did you keep it from me..." He was at a loss, lost his words, lost his direction .

The man in white trembled when he heard Qingling's voice.He didn't have much strength left, but he used what little strength he had left to push Qing Ling away. "Who allowed you to come here?" He said in a deep voice, the second half of the sentence was blocked, replaced by the blood dripping from the corner of his lips, which hurt Qing Ling's eyes.

There was a burst of non-stop coughing, bringing out unstoppable red ink-like blood, splashing and staining the stone steps at the foot, like a splash-ink painting.

He had never seen Huo Niao suffer such a serious injury in his life. He panicked and lost, but murmured in a daze: "Are you... tortured for me, Huo Niao... why are you..." Qing Ling raised his head. He wanted to wipe the blood from the man's lips with his hand, but the man turned his head and avoided it.

"Go back." The man in white squeezed out these two words for a long time, God knows what kind of unbearable pain he was enduring.

"What about you... If you want me to watch you suffer such torture, I can't do it..." Qingling shook her head, it was impossible for him to go back like this, how could he just go back like this? "You come with me. What kind of result I will bear afterwards is my own business and has nothing to do with you."

"Did you hear what I said?" The man in white closed his eyes and said indifferently, "Or, the thirty or so punishments you want me to suffer are equivalent to suffering for nothing?"

Thirty or so...how come...Qing Ling is sure that she did not count wrong just now.Could it be that the fire bird...had already been tortured once before?That's why... that's why Huo Niao intentionally avoided his question, and that's why he didn't dare to let him get close to him, and that's why when he wanted to forcibly take off his clothes for inspection, he acted like he was afraid of avoiding him.

All of this is because he took all the punishments of Qingling alone.Qingling was puzzled, really puzzled.He felt that he was not an irreplaceable existence for the fire bird, on the contrary, he should be a dispensable existence.After all, he wished so much that he would not bother him.

Sudden loss of strength, unable to support his body anymore, the man fell into Qingling's arms. "Let's go back... Firebird, I'll take you back now..." The voice was choked with sobs and gently stroked the man's eyebrows.One got up, grabbed the man's waist and hugged him.

One after another, the lightning strikes on the barrier protecting them, and for a few moments, everything around them was illuminated.

At this time, Qingling realized that there was another person here, and he was the executioner.This fairy official also sensed some kind of vision and came here just now, and then what he saw was such a scene.

"Shenjun, you can take Lingguang Shenjun away. The last few thunderbolts... that's all. As long as the gods don't force me to ask about it, I won't say anything." Fairy of age.More than 30 punishment thunders, even the gods will be severely injured. More than [-] divine bones were destroyed, and it was unknown how much of Suzaku's cultivation would be destroyed at the same time.

"Thank you." Qingling said after hearing the words.Suddenly, there was only the immortal official left on the execution ground.The nearly black clouds just now had cleared away, and the sunlight hiding behind the pure white clouds could still be seen.All that just now seemed to be just a drama that ended in a hurry.There are no rewards and no passers-by.

And he never knew that Huo Niao was so light in his arms, so fluttering as if it didn't weigh much.But Huo Niao's body was indeed as cold as he had imagined, and people couldn't help but bring him into their arms to give him some warmth.

Sensing that the person in his arms was trembling involuntarily, Qing Lingdu comforted him in a low voice while sending out mana: "It's okay, Firebird. Are you feeling bad? Don't be afraid, I'm..." Knowing that he is now I can't hear it either, but these are not for him, but for Qing Ling.

The door of Jinhuan Hall was kicked open by Qing Ling, and he walked to the inner hall after a few steps and gently put down the man in white.Sitting on the edge of the bed, he changed the white robe for the man.In fact, there were no wounds on Huo Niao's body that caused bleeding, and the wounds on Xing Lei's body were all internal injuries.The blood was spit out from the mouth.But the blood spit out of this mouth alone can soak most of the white robe on his body.

After cleaning up the blood on his body, Qing Ling didn't know what to do.It's not that he doesn't know that Xing Lei, who has suffered the punishment of cutting bones, has no other way to speed up his recovery except relying on the victim's own mana and cultivation.These injuries will torture the prisoner for hundreds of years, this is the cruelty.

What Qingling can do is to relieve the pain of Firebird with that insignificant magic power.The scorching mana flowed in from the wrist, and Qingling's body swayed a few times.But even if the mana has started to run out, Qing Ling has no intention of stopping.

"Cough..." Suddenly, there was a violent cough, which once again brought out a dazzling blush, which sprinkled the ground.

"Fire Bird..." Qingling leaned over to stabilize his half-raised body, "I have stabilized the dantian for you, what's wrong with you now?"

"Cough, cough..." The man in white put one hand on the couch, tried his best to suppress the violent coughing, and forced himself up.

"Lie down first, Huo Niao, you are very weak now." Qing Ling wanted to help him to lie down, but was pushed away by the man instead.

"Why did you come here..." The voice of the man in white was full of despair, the endless despair that Qingling was not familiar with.If Qingling had never come here and suffered forty punishments, then all the previous charges against Qingling would be cancelled.

It is an unforgivable crime to break into the execution ground without authorization and rob the execution ground.

"Do you know what you're doing?" The man in white had never had such an expression of despair. As a god, Qingling couldn't possibly be ignorant of the seriousness of the matter.

"I...I know." Qingling met his cold and disheartened eyes, panicked, and lowered her head, "I will take care of my own affairs..."

"Do you really hope that the tortures I suffer are all for nothing?" The man in white was unable to scold the person in front of him anymore, and asked calmly.

"No... that's not what I meant..." Qing Ling was at a loss, not knowing how to answer, "I... I..." I just don't want to see my beloved suffer such inhuman pain again.

But such words... Qing Ling couldn't say it at this time.

"If you can't think of an excuse, don't think about it anymore." The man in white still ignored it.Such a plan should have been made long ago. How could such a thing be handled so easily?

"I'm sorry." Qingling's head was always buried low, and she had no courage to lift it up a little bit, "But... if this punishment is a punishment of cutting bones, I would rather bear it myself." While apologizing, she still Talk about your own thoughts.

"Do you think your current physical condition can withstand the punishment of cutting bones?" The man in white didn't want to know what the man was thinking, so he continued to ask.

"I can't bear it, can you?" Qingling was aggrieved, he knew that what he did was a bit inappropriate.But if it happened again, he still couldn't just watch Huo Niao finish all the punishment thunders without falling to the ground.

Another silence filled the entire hall.Firebird didn't say anything, so he didn't say anything either.The two of them froze like this for tens of seconds, the scene where I won't speak unless you ask.

Sighing softly, the man in white said again: "Did you get hurt somewhere?" After all, that was no other place, it was the execution ground, where the bone-cutting punishment that everyone feared was being carried out.If he rushed into that place rashly, he could not rule out the possibility of being struck by Xing Lei by mistake.It was also like this, when Jiang Tian found out that Yu Qiao seemed to have learned the news that he was at the execution ground.He immediately ordered a hundred immortals to seal off the execution ground and guard Yuqiao to avoid accidents.

I never thought that if that accident was avoided, Qingling's accident could not be avoided.

"No." Qingling twisted the hem of her clothes with one hand and shook her head.From time to time, he quietly glanced at that person, and under the shining sunlight like glazed glass, it was not easy to finally reflect a tinge of blood on the pale face of the man in white.With a heartbeat, he lost his sight again.

In just a few seconds, he seemed to have solemnly made up his mind, and when he raised his head, he met the gaze of the man in white.

"Actually... I rushed to the execution ground, not out of temper. It's because I'm really worried about you..." Qing Ling, who was usually free and unrestrained, was worried about whether a blush would fly on her face at this moment, quite uncomfortable, "Because...because...I like you..."

These words that I have been wanting to say for thousands of years, finally, finally came out of my mouth, and said it to this person.

It was rare, the man in white was stunned and did not move.His immediate reaction was that he seemed to be still asleep, dreaming this Arabian Nights and unimaginable dream.

It took a long time to wait for his response.I saw him slightly leaning towards her, with no emotion in his eyes.He raised his hand and slowly approached Qingling's face, unhurriedly, but finally landed on Qingling's forehead.

"Are you sick?" he asked quietly.After testing the temperature on Qingling's face, logically, this person shouldn't have such a temperature on his face.Qingling was originally a person who didn't care about trivial matters, how could she just...

……

"No." Qingling answered very seriously, she didn't dare to think any more, she was afraid that after thinking for a long time, she would not dare to open her mouth, "I like it, of course... I want to be the favorite of the people around you..." Qingling Ling Yuemo had used up all his thousand years of courage, and it seemed a lot greener to say such serious words to Huo Niao.

The man really didn't expect to hear such words, even if some female fairy who didn't know the occasion had told him his heart, it was a long time ago.Who dares to approach the current Lingguang Shenjun?

"I don't know, you still like men." The man in white smiled lightly, as usual.Even Ling Guang Shenjun didn't know how to answer Qing Ling's words.

"I..." Knowing that the person was looking at her, Qingling turned her head away, and said unhappy: "You look at me like this, I always feel that something is not right..."

Smiling still, the man in white complied with him and turned his gaze elsewhere.

Of course, Qing Ling would not foolishly ask Huo Niao if he likes her.Firebird's answer is exactly the same as Qingling's answer to his little book boy before.I didn't say that I avoided talking about this issue, but I did avoid something.

Qingling doesn't ask for his answer, as long as he knows his feelings for him, that's enough.Qingling struggled at the hesitation to speak, pondering and deliberating several times.Then, Qingling sat a little closer, and then a little closer.Seeing that the man didn't have any resistance to his little action, he slowly stretched out his hand full of joy.Leaning over, gently and slowly, he hugged the person in front of him.

The man in white was silent and didn't say anything.

Sure enough, it would be more comfortable to hold her openly and openly.After tasting a little bit of sweetness, Qing Ling couldn't help but be overjoyed.And how could Jiang Tian not be aware of his secret joy.

"Have you hugged enough?" After more than half a minute, the man in white promptly disrupted the current atmosphere and asked flatly.

"I... did I hurt you?" Qingling's first reaction was whether she had touched the wound on his body, and she loosened her arms, but did not let go.

"No." The man in white answered truthfully.

Qingling took a breath, and buried her head in his arms.Knowing the meaning of Huo Niao's question, he said sullenly: "I, I just want to hug you, that's all. I won't do anything to you..." Huo Niao has always been well-mannered, Qing Ling After knowing that I said so.He would really silently let himself hug him again, even though he might have a little reluctance.

The pitiful grievance hidden in his tone made the man in white stupefied.In fact, he really didn't like others being close to him, but the embrace of the young man in front of him was not so offensive.

Jiang Tian couldn't help but gently took it back, obviously feeling that the boy in his arms was more dependent on it.In fact, it's a bit strange to say that Qingling is obviously older than him, but she can't see it in any aspect.Although the hundred years old can be ignored...

"Huo Niao, there is something that I have never understood." After thinking about it, Qing Ling raised her head from his arms and asked.

"Ok?"

"You are obviously Suzaku...but why is your body always so cold? Like now..." Qingling was worried, and finally seized the opportunity to ask this question.

The man thought about it for a few seconds, and didn't intend to hide it from Qingling, and said: "Your body is cold, that's because of your injury." He has always been like this, but he never mentioned it to Qingling. "Any injury to my body, no matter how serious it is, will affect the temperature of my body to some extent." In other words, the more serious the injury, the colder the body will be. This is the characteristic of his body.

"So..." Qing Ling nodded with satisfaction, it turned out that Huo Niao was often injured but no one knew about it.It's just right for him to recruit himself, and he doesn't need to ask Huo Niao whether he is injured or not, anyway, he will know with a hug.

The person in his arms became quiet after this question was resolved, Jiang Tian tilted his head slightly, and then lightly patted that person's shoulder: "Qingling?"

The only answer to him was the sound of even long breaths, Qing Ling was already in a daze.It was consuming internal energy to create a barrier and suppressing the pain for Jiang Tian. With exhaustion, his eyelids seemed to be filled with lead.In addition... leaning in the arms of the sweetheart, even Qingling can't stop Zhou Gong's soul-calling.

The man in white quietly looked at the profile of the sleeping man, his eyelashes lightly covered his eyelids with two small brush-like eyelashes, his slightly pale face lined his lips with the tenderness of April cherry petals, which was especially impressive. Pain and pity.

Although his own health was not much better, he couldn't bear to wake up the sleeping Qingling.The young man was lying in his arms, he made the noise as small as possible, took Qing Ling to find a place to lean on slowly, and finally settled down.

If anyone passes by this window at this moment, they will be lucky enough to see a picture full of tenderness of a boy in white who is holding another boy who is sleeping soundly.Even the sunlight can't bear to disturb them, and the transparency is much softer.

And the subtle breathing sounds are longer than this and lingering here.