How Immortals and Demons Fall in Love Through Different Paths

Ran Qingping's strength didn't show mercy, and Aning was pushed to the ground, with her hands scratched on the ground.

He was dazed for a moment before he came back to his senses, with a sinister smile on his face, but his tone was innocent and romantic: "The Venerable Master is really extraordinary, not even the dream-inducing egg that I got after practicing for many years. I can't help you, it's a pity that my precious egg is gone, I knew it would not be used on you."

Ah Ning slapped his buttocks like nothing happened and got up from the ground. Only then did he feel pain in his palms, and he saw that he was bleeding.He suddenly changed his expression, he tore off the hem of his clothes in a panic and tore it into cloth strips to bandage to stop the bleeding. He quickly drew a seal on the opening, and glanced at Ran Qingping awkwardly, only to feel relieved when he saw that Ran Qingping couldn't see the wind.

The next moment, he heard Ran Qingping's cold voice: "Your blood doesn't taste right."

Aning froze, instinctively shielding her injured hand behind her.Just pretending not to hear, said to himself: "Ah, really, did you hear what I just said?"

Ran Qingping was not surprised that he talked about him from left to right, and nodded.

Aning shook his head in disappointment and said, "I didn't want you to know, it's really troublesome."

Ran Qingping was still discerning the smell of blood, when suddenly she smelled a strange smell in the air, and her face turned slightly terrified.

Seeing that Ran Qingping didn't return to him, Ah Ning said everything he hadn't said before: "I originally wanted to cut all the parts of your body back and practice again, and then assembled them into a complete body that you left with me." Beside me. But I regretted it after chopping off my hand. You are the Venerable Master. It is not difficult for you to change your body. It is useless for me to keep an unconscious body."

What Aning said was horrifying, but Ran Qingping didn't care. He ignored what Aning said. He just frowned and sniffed, catching the strange smell of blood in the air. The voice spoke to Aning: "There is something like a six-winged soul cicada in your blood."

Hearing the six-winged soul cicada, Ah Ning visibly shook his body, covered his mouth and coughed a few times, probably he still fantasized about keeping a clean appearance in front of Ran Qingping, but he immediately thought that Ran Qingping was the number one in the world Master Dongshu, he actually wished to not be seen through.Really, I almost forgot who I am, and I must have lost my past decisions.

Ah Ning's face was cloudy and uncertain for a while, and finally he laughed a few times and said: "Yes, there is something good in my blood, Master, do you want to see it?"

Ran Qingping said seriously: "What is the six-winged soul cicada in your blood?"

A Ning said with a dry smile: "Master, can you care about me? You always care about what the six-winged soul cicada does. If you want to make me sad like this, I won't answer you."

Ran Qingping said, "How are you doing?"

Aning said: "I want you to remember me, why don't you look at my own face first."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Ran Qingping's response, he suddenly evoked a charming smile, raised his hand and removed the mask, revealing a handsome and beautiful face inside.

If Ran Qingping could see it, when she saw this face, she should call it Yan Huizun.

However, this face is somewhat different from that of Yan Huizun and Fu Jin, whom everyone praises. Although they have the same appearance, they are younger than Fu Jin. The face is that of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy;

What's more, this face still has a strong sickness, it's pale to the point of being bloodless, while Fu Jin, who is admired by everyone in brocade clothes, has a very noble and elegant demeanor, with a graceful complexion, definitely not as he is now, with the corners of his eyes slightly pulled Mixed with bitterness.

Aning approached, leaned over and said, "Master, you can't see, do you want to touch my face?"

Ran Qingping didn't agree, but she didn't refuse either.

A Ning squatted in front of Ran Qingping and held Ran Qingping's hand. Seeing that Ran Qingping did not resist, he felt a little joy in his heart, and brought Ran Qingping's hand to his face.

Aning's face was gentle at this time, and he guided Ran Qingping's fingertips from forehead, eyebrows, nose to lips. It slid to the chin by itself, and after finding out his appearance, he took it back.

Seeing that Ran Qingping was so impatient with him, Ah Ning's expression turned dark again.

This time, without waiting for him to speak, Ran Qingping said first, "Qing Lingfeng, Fu Jin."

It seems that the name Fu Jin is like a frame. As soon as Ah Ning matched the name, he couldn't help but straighten his waist, and his posture followed, as if he had transformed into the Qing Lingfeng Yan Huizun who had manipulated the immortal way for several years.

But he didn't seem to like this identity, but said: "Master, you should call me Aning."

The meaning in the words is actually to admit his identity.

Ran Qingping said doubtfully, "You're not the right age."

Fu Jin smiled and said, "Isn't it good to look small? How many people wish to live forever and return to childhood."

Ran Qingping said: "The Fu Jin I met in recent years, you are much younger than him."

Fu Jin said: "How many times have you met Fu Jin in recent years? Tell me, let me help you identify which one is me."

Ran Qingping said, "There are two Fu Jins? Why?"

Fu Jindao: "Because one is not enough. Those sects have a happy event today, and they have to attend a meeting tomorrow. I have a lot of things to do, so how can I have so much time to care about those things. And—"

Fu Jin suddenly changed back to Aning's usual flattering posture, and said meekly: "And, if there were not two Fu Jins, how could Aning stay with you these days?"

Ran Qingping said: "Why are you dormant by my side?"

When Fu Jin heard the word dormant, he showed a very unhappy expression, and then Fu Jin's domineering attitude of a superior also climbed to the surface, and was about to speak, when he thought that he was facing Ran Qingping, his momentum weakened again .

After all, he had been lying beside Ran Qingping for a long time, and he was no longer used to Yan Huizun's behavior in front of Ran Qingping, so he just smiled wryly, "Because it doesn't hurt to be around you."

Ran Qingping immediately realized: "The things on your body can eat blood and eat meat?"

Fu Jin's face darkened, revealing a bit of gloom, but he still used Ah Ning's playful tone and said: "Sure enough, you can't hide anything from you, this thing on my body hurts so much, and it can only be with the Master and the real person. , can make them more peaceful. These days by your side, I can eat and sleep well every day, it is me all these years—"

He choked up for a moment, and then continued: "It's the most comfortable day I've had in these years. Hello Master, let me follow you. In the realm of comprehension, there's 'one master and two masters'. The other two masters, one of them refused People are thousands of miles away, a Master Xichen is only willing to treat that person well, and only you, the Venerable Master, are willing to take me in."

Ran Qingping's confession to him was indifferent, and she only asked: "The things on your body are alive."

Fu Jin was stunned again, and simply said: "Yes, alive, can devour blood and eat meat, can drill around, and can-"

Having said that, he showed a painful and disgusted expression, frowned and said, "Do you want to know what it is?"

Ran Qingping's face turned serious, and said, "It's a six-winged soul cicada female, and it can lay eggs."

Hearing this, Fu Jin's face turned pale.He had no blood in the first place, so white as paper looked a little frightening at this time.

However, he showed a relieved expression instead, looking much more natural.

His last fig leaf has been taken off by Ran Qingping, revealing the filth, disgust and evil inside.

At this stage, his mood stabilized instead. He felt uncomfortable talking to Ran Qingping while squatting, so he simply knelt down and sat down.

Kneeling and crawling one step closer to Ran Qingping, his knees reached Ran Qingping's feet. The closer he was to Ran Qingping, the quieter the female worm on him became. When he touched Ran Qingping, he felt peaceful inside. , as comfortable as nothing, he showed the most obedient posture in the past, and said softly: "Master, let me rely on you."

Ran Qingping looked calm and did not refuse him.

Fu Jin knelt on Ran Qingping's lap and said in a buzzing voice, "Master, I'm actually very easy to please. As long as you let me get closer to you, I'll be very obedient and obedient."

Ran Qingping said: "You said that there is not much time, and the female worms on your body have already developed Gu?"

Fu Jin replied meekly, but the content was threatening: "Yes. So, you can neither kill me now, nor stop me from leaving. Because if you kill me, it will eat me in the end. A layer of skin and flesh is drilled out, and the result is that the side is coated with carbon. I am afraid that the Ice Land and your Crouching Snow Sect will be dirty. And if you stop me and don't let me go, it can't go back to the blood nest , Eat me for a few more days, I should die, and the consequences will not be much better."

He said, looking up.Sure enough, seeing Ran Qingping pointing fingers together, a murderous sword qi had already condensed on the fingertips.

Even though he had expected it earlier, Fu Jin's eyes still darkened. He straightened up and looked at Ran Qingping.

Because of the height difference, he only reached Ran Qingping's chin when he was straight, and he couldn't look directly at Ran Qingping, so he had to raise his head, exposing his fragile neck.

He stared at Ran Qingping obsessively, put his hands on Ran Qingping's knees, and said softly: "My lord, I regret poisoning you now, and I suddenly want you to see how I look."

Every time Fu Jin said such similar expressions of affection to Ran Qingping, Ran Qingping ignored them indifferently, and it was the same this time.

But Fu Jin wanted to say and do it, so he raised his chin recklessly, stood up, leaned close to Ran Qingping's ear and said, "Because, I think someone can remember the real me."

After he finished speaking, he lifted his hand and untied his belt.

The front of his clothes was undone, and his outer shirt fell to the ground. He pulled off his inner shirt to reveal his figure.

In the field of self-cultivation, it is said that Fu Jinxiu is a master, with outstanding inner beauty and brilliant brilliance. Fu Jin is rated as the number one gentleman in the past 50 years.But Fu Jin, who took off his coat, is thin and slender, with a pale complexion, not only the frailty of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, but also weak, so thin that there is almost no muscle left, so white that it is almost transparent, and he can clearly see under the skin blood vessels and—

Cyan patterns crawling all over the body, like the texture of a bug's shell.

Fu Jin straightened his chest and opened his shoulders. A pair of beautiful and soft butterfly bones were covered with the texture of a pair of blue wings. These wings opened and closed with the movement of his skeleton and texture, as if about to take off.

Fu Jin's energy and blood were extremely weak, and he was very afraid of the cold, he shivered slightly.The warm light from the nearby fire shone on his back, but it couldn't warm his complexion either. He opened his slender limbs, leaned towards Ran Qingping and said, "Master, I'm very cold, can you hug me?"

Ran Qingping couldn't see it, but when Fu Jin took off his clothes, the strong smell of insects had already made him imagine Fu Jin's "neither human nor insect".

Ran Qingping sighed, he found that he was still indifferent to such a horrifying and pitiful person.

He observed all living beings in the vast sea of ​​people, coming and going alone, unable to perceive suffering or happiness, and the enlightenment signs that he sensed from evil spirits are still incomprehensible.

However, this kind of incomprehension and bewilderment can't make him feel much frustration. He just feels that the years are endless, the world is boundless, and it doesn't matter who he is and where he is.

Naturally, Fu Jin had no way of spying on the master's state of mind. He could only see that Ran Qingping refused to hug him, but he did not resist his approach, so he leaned down, lowered his head, and leaned on Ran Qingping's shoulder.

Ran Qingping didn't push Fu Jin away.

His lackluster eyes fell on Fu Jin's soft hair indifferently, and the insect smell of the six-winged soul cicada permeated his senses in an instant, and only then did he develop a slight look of disgust.

He misunderstood and raised his hand to push Fu Jin away.

But Fu Jin stubbornly held on to Ran Qingping and refused to let her go.

This was the most comfortable time for him in more than 50 years. When he was so close to Ran Qingping, the evil female worm in his body was captured by the pressure of the Master and lay dormant in fear. Knowing that you are afraid, you will no longer swim around.

Once he was comfortable, he became more docile and said, "Master, let me tell you a story."

Ran Qingping wanted to lift Fu Jin easily, but this feeling of disgust that he hadn't felt for a long time made him stop his movements, and listened to Fu Jin's words with a blank expression.

Fu Jin said:

"Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and there was a sect on the mountain. In the sect, there was a chief executive whose number was below [-]. The chief executive had a son. The chief executive was very loyal, and his son was very obedient. If there were no accidents, this family would last for generations. The most loyal dog for the master of that sect."

"But one day, something happened in that mountain, and the suzerain suddenly became very strange. The manager and the suzerain discussed and investigated every day with anxiety, but there was no way to solve it."

"Until, later, a kind of bug appeared in the mountains."

"At first they thought about destroying the worm, but somehow they stayed. Who knew that once the worm got on it, they couldn't get rid of it and had to keep it."

"A loyal manager is naturally the best candidate to raise worms. However, the suzerain thinks that the manager is too old to raise them for too long, so he chooses the son of the manager. The son is ignorant and doesn't know, and he will know when he sees the worms. He was afraid, he originally hoped that his father would not give up, but his father, who is the manager, actually handed him over to the suzerain himself."

"The suzerain also has a son, but he didn't take his own son to raise him, but chose someone else's son. Do you think it's hateful or not?"

"And that man's son, who dares to act innocently, romantically and ignorant of suffering, isn't it even more hateful?"

"The manager's son was only seventeen or eighteen years old. After raising the worms, he would never grow up again. He would always remain at the age of planting the worms."

"When he saw the first worm marks growing on his body for the first time, he vomited in disgust. He was soaked in water, his skin was scratched, and he couldn't wash himself clean."

Hearing this, Ran Qingping frowned slightly, and her eyes turned to Fu Jin from a distance.

He couldn't see the terrifying insect patterns on Fu Jin's body, so he raised his hand and landed on Fu Jin's shoulder.It started with a fragile and thin texture, and a body temperature that was different from ordinary people, but he still didn't show any emotion.

Fu Jin was gripped by him, trembling slightly, and her words became more docile: "Do you know how it feels to be eaten by insects in your body every moment? Do you know how disgusting those insect eggs are?"

Ran Qingping asked, "How does it feel?"

Fu Jindao: "I hate myself, hate the world, hate the way of heaven, and feel that everything in this world is dirty."

Ran Qingping finally showed some emotion.The sense of world-weariness has been lingering in his heart for many years, but his world-weariness does not feel that the world is dirty, but that the world is vast, and people are like ants, with no sustenance.

Fu Jin continued: "Master, will you still call me Aning from now on?"

Ran Qingping was immersed in her own thoughts and did not answer.

Fu Jin said to himself: "My mother called me Aning, but she left early, and no one called me Aning anymore. I don't like the word Jin that my dead father gave me. The word Jin means cautious, respectful, He is such a good dog that he even uses his son's name as a token of loyalty."

Seeing that Ran Qingping didn't respond, Fu Jin was silent for a moment, and then said, "Master, I'm going to die soon, will you remember me in the future?"

Ran Qingping said indifferently: "I will never forget anyone I have met."

Fu Jin smiled bitterly: "But, I think you can remember me in a special way."

Ran Qingping said calmly: "I remember you said that if I become a mortal, you will stay by my side and serve me until I grow old; if I am annihilated, you will become a wick to keep watch for me. I remember this sentence Stay here, is it special to you?"

Fu Jin smiled brightly and said, "Forget it."

Thinking of something, he turned and said: "It's just that I don't have much time to serve you until I grow old."

Ran Qingping said indifferently: "It's okay."

Fu Jin was not surprised that Ran Qingping didn't mind this, after all it was just his wishful thinking, there are many people in this world who want to stay with the Venerable Master, including him.

He pondered for a moment and said: "If I still have some spirit left, I will be the wick to hold the lamp for you."

Ran Qingping's eyes turned to the distance, her expression calm and calm.I don't know whether I heard it or not, but I didn't respond to Fu Jin.