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Xie Ya ran towards that direction suddenly, but in the blink of an eye, that figure disappeared without a trace, as if it was his illusion.

"What's wrong?" Ji Lingqu caught up, grabbed Xie Ya's hand, and looked at him worriedly.

"I seem to have seen my dad..." Xie Ya said with dull eyes.

Ji Lingqu frowned, and was about to use his spiritual sense to investigate, when Xie Ya's body suddenly went limp, and he fainted in his arms.

Another turmoil.

Waking up again, it was already noon the next day, Xie Ya opened his eyes and looked at the snow-white ceiling, his memory gradually came back, allowing him to remember what happened before he fell into a coma.

Although he always said that he didn't have any expectations for his parents, and they were dead by default, but when Xie Bisheng really appeared in front of him, he still couldn't help but want to grab him and ask why he left without saying goodbye. Where did Nian go, and did Lu Yinghe find him?

"Are you awake?" Ji Lingqu walked in from the outside, touched his forehead, and brushed away the broken hair on his forehead.

"Well, what's wrong with me?" Xie Ya rubbed against his slightly hot palm, like an obedient house cat.

Ji Lingqu pulled out his chair and sat down, staring at him in silence. After a long while, he finally said, "Feel your strength."

Xie Ya gave him a puzzled look, but Ji Lingqu didn't answer him, and waited quietly for his action. Xie Ya didn't understand, so he could only mobilize the spiritual power in his body according to what Ji Lingqu said.

Suddenly he opened his eyes wide, and turned his head to look at Ji Lingqu in disbelief, "I...how can my power be so powerful..."

Ji Lingqu reached out to hold his hand, and said, "You purified that painting world by yourself, causing the illusion inside to collapse, so that everyone who entered can be sent out safely."

Xie Ya looked at him in surprise, "Are you also trapped by the illusion?"

In Xie Ya's eyes, Ji Lingqu is omnipotent, no one can trap him, how can a little evil spirit trap Ji Lingqu easily?

Could it be that Ji Lingqu's power has weakened to such an extent?

Xie Ya suddenly panicked, and tightly grasped Ji Lingqu's hand, eyes full of panic.

Ji Lingqu lowered his head and put his face on the back of his hand, and said softly, "Yes, I'm trapped too."

"I found that I was more greedy than I expected. This illusion made me see my true heart." Ji Lingqu put his forehead on the back of his hand, his voice hoarse, "Xiao Ya, you are my desire that can't be filled."

A feeling of electricity surged from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai, and Xie Ya's fingertips were numb. He suddenly found that he liked Ji Lingqu's almost morbid feelings for him. The more Ji Lingqu was infatuated with him, the more he wanted to possess him. The more he felt at ease, he even thought that if he was destined to die, then he would be willing to die on Ji Lingqu's bed.

"Ji Lingqu." Xie Ya's voice tightened, but his shoulders relaxed, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

Ji Lingqu raised his head apprehensively. After he came out of the painting, he was a little afraid that he would hurt Xie Ya sooner or later, and that Xie Ya would alienate him because of this. He has lived for countless years, and it is rare to experience the emotions of "fear" and "worries about gains and losses". .

What he got was not Xie Ya's disgusted eyes, but a passionate kiss. The fire spread, as if it was going to burn each other, and the love-desire surged. They were like people holding a torch against the wind. Willing to let go, would rather die to be entangled with each other.

Xie Ya pulled Ji Lingqu up, and on his neck, which was as cold and white as the moon, branded his unique mark with his lips, tongue, and teeth. Rose.

"Do you know what I saw in the illusion?" Xie Ya looked up at him, breathing hot.

"Fang Dynasty?" Ji Lingqu guessed.

A strand of black hair fell down and slid across Xie Ya's face, feeling a little itchy, Xie Ya stretched out his hand to stroke the strand of black hair, "More than that, in the illusion, I have a pair of parents who are in harmony, and our family of four gets along very warmly , Zhan Xinlin and the others live well and live the life they want, that is really a sweet dream."

Ji Lingqu's brows gradually furrowed. He has experienced it himself, so he knows how tempting such illusions are. These illusions are outlined according to their deepest desires.

Xie Ya lowered his head and kissed his black hair, "That kind of world is really perfect for me, full of temptation."

"But I still chose to give up." Xie Ya stared deeply at Ji Lingqu, "Because there is no you in that world."

"Ji Lingqu, the world without you is illusory to me."

He suddenly opened the corners of his lips, showing a bright smile, "I probably like you more than I imagined."

"I don't want to. I like you. It has nothing to do with your identity, race, or how many tomorrows you have. I just want to truly love you once now."

Ji Lingqu's eyes turned from thick black to dazzling golden, his suppressed desire surged at this moment, a powerful coercion rushed towards his face, Xie Ya seemed to be the prey of a wild beast, and his whole body was terrified.

Suddenly there was a stabbing pain in his neck, Ji Lingqu seemed to want to eat him, it was full of danger, Xie Ya's body trembled subconsciously, he clenched his fists and told himself that it was okay, Ji Lingqu would not hurt him, but when Ji Lingqu's hot hands clasped Grabbing his thin waist, Xie Ya struggled instinctively as if he was about to crush his waist.

A whimper came from deep in his throat.

Ji Lingqu's rationality was pulled back at this moment, he let go of Xie Ya's neck, and stepped back, the glaring teeth marks made his pupils tremble slightly, as if he couldn't accept that he did such a thing to Xie Ya.

"I... something is wrong with me, I'll find a place to calm down for a while." Under such circumstances, Ji Lingqu did not forget what he promised Xie Ya, and reported to Xie Ya almost incoherently, "I will definitely be back before dark. "

Before Xie Ya could speak, Ji Lingqu turned into a gust of wind and flew out.

"Ji Lingqu!" Xie Ya shouted, but couldn't stop him.

Although it was scary, Xie Ya didn't reject what happened next. He felt his own strength. He seemed very powerful. He probably wouldn't be killed by Ji Lingqu.

When Ji Lingqu was against him just now, he actually felt Ji Lingqu's thing through the fabric. If he had the desire to attack before, now he really doesn't have such a thought at all, he just worries about whether he can fully accept.

Obviously his strength is quite strong, but when compared with Ji Lingqu, he is much inferior, but considering that Ji Lingqu is not human, there is no comparison between different races, he is still very good.

Xie Ya could only comfort himself in this way, so that he could barely maintain his self-esteem as a man.

His neck was in a burning pain, he was going to see if there was any medicine that could be rubbed off, he lifted the quilt, a glittering silver sequin attracted his attention, Xie Ya moved closer, picked up the glittering silver sequin and looked at it carefully .

This should be the scales, right?

The silver scales glowed with a light blue light, very beautiful and dazzling, where did this come from?

He is a human being, so it cannot be his, but Ji Lingqu's original form is a cat, even if he wants to shed, he should shed his fur. How could he lose his scales?

Unless... Ji Lingqu's prototype is not a cat.

But Ji Lingqu had no reason to deliberately pretend to be a cat to deceive himself.

If it wasn't him, it could only be Ji Lingqu.

Xie Ya was full of doubts, staring at this scale, fish scale?Not much, snake scales?Even less.

what is that?

Putting the scales away, Xie Ya planned to scam Ji Lingqu after he came back.

"Knock, knock, knock—" There was a knock on the door.

Xie Ya put on his slippers and went to open the door. Mei Shutong was standing outside the door. Mei Shutong raised her eyelids and bumped into Xie Ya's neck. With an indescribable expression on her face, it took her a long time to say, "Aren't you sick?" Well, it’s still broad daylight, and if you want a divorce, you can come to the Demon Management Bureau at any time.”

Xie Ya: "..."

"I'm sorry, Sister Tong." He tugged at his collar and stepped aside, "Come in."

Changing into a turtleneck sweater that could barely cover the marks on her neck, Mei Shutong had opened a can of Coke for herself, ate potato chips, and sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, playing with her mobile phone.

Seeing him come out, Mei Shutong handed over the potato chips in his hand, "Do you want to eat?"

"No." Xie Ya recalled that today is the opening day of the demon fair, and Mei Shutong attended the fair this morning, "Why did Sister Tong come back so early?"

Mei Shutong took a sip of Coke and said, "It's boring, I'll come back and see you."

"Thank you, I'm fine now." Not only was Xie Ya fine, but he also felt full of spiritual energy and his five senses were sensitive. He could even clearly see the flow of demon power in Mei Shutong's body.

This feeling is too wonderful, Xie Ya has not yet adapted to this powerful force, let alone figured out how to use it.

Mei Shutong frowned suddenly, "The spiritual power in your body seems to be more pure."

She stood up and approached Xie Ya, frowning even tighter, and said suspiciously: "Strange, the power in your body is similar to Ji Lingqu's."

Xie Ya shook his head, "I don't know either."

"Where's your husband? He just put on his pants and left, is he such a scumbag?" Mei Shutong asked Xie Ya with folded arms without seeing Ji Lingqu.

Xie Ya touched his burning ears, and said: "He has something to go out for a while, come back before dark."

Naturally, it was impossible for him to tell Mei Shutong that Ji Lingqu was going out to calm down, but he was quite worried about Ji Lingqu's situation, and it should be very uncomfortable for him to force his way.

The two chatted for a while, Xie Ya finished his lunch and Mei Shutong put down the potato chips in his hand at the same time, "Xie Ya, I asked Director Zong, and he said he would sell the painting to me."

She paused, staring at Xie Ya and said, "Can you lend me some money?"

"Of course, I thought you didn't want that painting anymore." Even though You Xuezan was fake, Mei Shutong was unable to kill her for a while, which is enough to see that Mei Shutong has deep feelings for You Xuezan , Buying this painting back, wouldn't it remind her all the time that she killed "You Xuezan".

Mei Shutong lowered her eyelashes and shook her head, "I can tell that it's not Xuezan. I just hope that she hasn't died, and she hasn't experienced those pains. She will always be that innocent and happy girl."

In fact, in the painting, Xie Ya vaguely noticed that Mei Shutong was so obsessed with buying the painting that it was not Wu Liang, but You Xuezan.

He looked at Mei Shutong hesitantly, "Sister Tong, did Miss You really die of dystocia?"

Mei Shutong paused slightly, "That's right."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-0323:26:42~2020-07-0521:00:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Floating Life Like a Dream 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of the day when the stars were planted; 1 bottle of _Jingyan;

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