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The moonlight quietly entered the bedroom and shone on the two people who were sitting opposite each other.When Kong Zaijin heard Yuan Zhao's words, he stared blankly at their handshake and shook his head.

Yuan looked after him like a poorly made puppet, lifeless, with an inexplicable anger in his heart, he gritted his teeth and said, "Then what did you want to do just now?!"

Kong Zai hesitated to speak.

For some reason, Yuan Zhao tightened his hand.

Kong Zaijin was taken aback for a moment, and his eyes lit up slightly again.

Yuan Zhao waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for his next reaction. He raised his head slightly, his expression was in a daze, and he just stared at himself...neck?

"What are you looking at?"

Kong Zaijin replied confusedly: "Lips."

Yuan Zhao's heart skipped a beat.Pinch Kong Zaijin's chin: "What do you want to do?"

Kong Zaijin seemed to want to raise his hand to touch those lips, but he lowered his hand halfway, and said vaguely: "I want to kiss."

Yuan Zhao lowered his eyelids, covering the emotional fluctuations in his eyes.

But when he raised his eyes to meet Kong Zaijin's infatuated eyes, his heart trembled viciously as he couldn't stand still.

He lifted Kong Zaijin's chin, bowed his head slowly, and gradually shortened the distance between them.

He didn't realize what he was doing until the warm noses and breaths were entangled, and anyone could touch them as long as anyone moved their lips.

Opening his eyes, he looked into Kong Zaijin's widened eyes, and saw that the inside was filled with bright light, anticipation and joy were like fish after the rain, vying for each other.

If the kiss went on... Yuan Zhao didn't, he distanced himself extremely rationally and asked, "Are you sober?"

Kong Zaijin swallowed and nodded.

Yuan Zhao secretly relieved: I was almost obsessed with ghosts, so I kissed him.

He secretly scolded himself for being worthless: seven years is not enough for you to forget the person in front of you? !

His voice was hoarse, and he asked, "Just now you put a knife across your neck, what do you mean?"

Kong Zaijin's eyes darkened again, and he turned to stare at the hands they were still holding: "...Master...how would you feel at that time?"

He didn't speak clearly.But Yuanzhao was just startled, and understood what he wanted to express.

In his previous life, he held Xuemei across his throat in front of Kong Zaijin to shatter his spirit body, but now Kong Zaijin wanted to know how he felt and how he would feel.

Yuan Zhao sighed: "I don't feel anything, don't think about it." After finishing speaking, he observed Kong Zaijin and found that Kong Zaijin's mental state was very poor.

Kong Zaijin's eyes were dull and lifeless, and he was silent, and only when he saw himself occasionally would he condense a little bit of spirit.

Everyone could sense that he was overly gloomy.

Like a ghost, like a dead stone.

He has become sick.

Even the gleam in his eyes now only slightly lessened his slumped gloom.

That morbid depression disturbed Yuan Zhao for a while: when you were well, he stabbed you in the back, and after the rupture, he followed me pitifully, as if you were the one who was wronged.

But Yuanzhao is a person who takes soft things but not tough ones.Although it is not enough to immediately choose to forgive such a heartless, but it cannot be left alone.

He sighed secretly: If you didn't find your abnormality tonight, would you continue to be depressed because of that drunken words until you go crazy?

He had a bit of a headache, after all that sentence... he didn't finish, so he kept a few words in his heart.

have no choice.Yuan Zhao said: "Let's talk." Kong Zaijin stared at his hand: "Yes."

Kong Zai bowed his head, and Yuan Zhao looked at his hair twirling by the moonlight, as if he wanted to see what was going on in his mind, and said slowly, "When I was about to die, I didn't think about anything."

"Ah."

"Stop doing that kind of thing again."

"En." Kong Zaijin replied mechanically, not knowing if he listened or not, he just stared intently at the hands they held.

Seeing this, Yuan Zhao silently withdrew his hand.However, in the next second, Yuan Zhao saw his eyes blinking, staring blankly at the empty palm that once held Yuan Zhao, as if he had lost something important, and then his whole body Unexpectedly trembling.

It seemed that he was overwhelmed by great loss and pain from the inside out.

Tsk, trouble.

Yuan Zhao gently took him into his arms.

It's cheap for you.

Kong Zaijin froze, and finally sat quietly in Yuan Zhao's arms.Yuan Zhao couldn't see his expression clearly, so he could only say: "I was drunk that day."

Kong Zaijin was stunned as if he had been hit on the head by a big surprise and had his language function taken away.He stayed silently in Yuan Zhao's arms, listening to his powerful heartbeat through the clothes.

"So what I said that day doesn't count. I don't... feel so easily." After Yuan Zhao finished speaking, he waited for the man to answer.But Kong Zaijin just sat quietly in his arms without saying a word.

After waiting for a long time, Yuan Zhao had no choice but to say to himself: "If you become depressed because of that sentence, there is no need for it."

Kong Zaijin seemed to remember what he said "seeing you is uncomfortable", her body trembled like a chaff sieve again, her palms pressed against his chest, and she actually wanted to actively push him away!

Yuan Zhao frowned, controlled his back and held him back to prevent him from leaving, and said, "I said it, that sentence doesn't count."

What are you stubborn about?

Kong Zaijin pushed for a long time without pushing it away, so he could only say sullenly: "Master is right, I know what I did. I should have realized that 'seeing you' was just my wishful thinking. Master doesn't want to see you. I, I deserve it. I didn't consider Master's feelings, I was sorry for Master, I shouldn't appear in front of you, it's all my fault..."

Chasing after Master, I am the one who never repents and is terminally ill

After he finished speaking, he tried again to push away the person who brought him warmth.

What are you talking about?

It really upset Yuan Zhao.He forced himself to be calm, and said: "You left early that day, and you still haven't heard a few words."

Kong Zaijin was taken aback: "What are you talking about?"

Yuan Zhao really felt embarrassed and didn't dare to admit it, but the mental state of the person in front of him no longer allowed him to hide, so he leaned over to his ear, and said in a soft voice, "I'm glad to see you suffering; I'm happy to see you bored." Heartbeat too."

He really felt that his heart was so big that he was still happy and his heart beat when he saw the person who betrayed him twice.

Kong Zaijin easily defeated him who had only persuaded himself seven years ago that "the old and the dead will not communicate with each other".

Kong Zaijin's pupils startled suddenly, and he looked up to see him.Yuan Zhao gave a firm hug, reducing the distance he pushed away to a negative value.

Yuan Zhao took a deep breath, stabilized his voice, and said, "I admit, I still have feelings for you."

Kong Zaijin raised his head, but he could only see the firm line of his jaw, he still smiled foolishly.

Yuan Zhao sighed: "You will follow me from now on. Since you know you are wrong, live well and try to make me forgive you, understand?" You automatically stay away from yourself for a few days, and you will be like this. The hospital must have its first mental patient.

It's only been a few days, and it's just such a mental disorder.

Yuan Zhao couldn't help but sigh, how did you live the past seven years?

"Can, is it possible?" Kong Zaijin's voice trembled with joy.

"Yes." Yuan Zhao thought for a while, and said, "You should chat with everyone more, talk about things in the Three Realms in these years. For example, Fenghe, he really wants to know about the Phoenix Clan. You just came from the Three Realms, and the Three Realms There's something they want to hear in it. Don't be so dull, talk more. It's worrying if you don't talk."

Kong Zaijin pondered for a moment, then said: "Okay." Everything the master said is good.

Yuan Zhao was afraid that if he let go, someone would be abnormal again, so he hugged Kong Zaijin for a while, and finally patted his back lightly, saying: "It's late at night, go to sleep."

Kong Zaijin raised his head and smiled slightly: "Okay."

The corners of his eyes were slightly curved, as if catching the lingering moonlight.There was a little bit of starlight in that dim pupil, although it was not bright enough, it was enough to make his worrying gloom fade away a bit.

Just a simple hug from Yuan Zhao dispelled Kong Zaijin's haze of several days.

Realizing this, Yuan Zhao suddenly had a heart palpitation: he is too stupid, the person who hooks his emotions on others is too stupid.

Afterwards, according to his usual habit, he lit a thick incense for calming the nerves, returned to his bed, and fell asleep.

The moonlight is elegant and white, pushing away the clouds of smoke and the mist in Yuan Zhao's dream.

Darkness, endless darkness, but, it seems that someone is calling me.

【Hello. 】

Opening his eyes, Yuan Zhao found himself in a vast sea of ​​stars.

【You finally woke up. 】In the sea of ​​stars, there was a mechanical voice, regardless of gender, it seemed that he was very happy because he finally woke up.

Yuan Zhao: "You are?"

[I am a staff member who maintains the peace of the Three Thousand Worlds.We repaired half of your soul, but because your soul is only half, we cannot recover it, so please cooperate with our work to recover the other half of your soul. 】

Yuan Zhao: "This seat has broken its spirit body."

[Someone is helping you repair the other half, please go back to the previous world and integrate your soul into one. 】

Yuan Zhao: "No."

[Sorry, we must reclaim your soul, because you may play an extremely important role in the future.Your range of activities in the previous world was the other half of the spirit body within a radius of [-] meters.Plus, no one can see you.I wish you a pleasant journey. 】

Before he could object again, the scene in front of him changed, and he saw his Taoyuan Palace.However, hasn't his Taoyuan Palace been smashed to pieces?At first glance, this is his bedroom, and it seems to be no different from before.But on the bed in the bedroom lay his dead body.

On the bed, his complexion was slightly pale, his snow hair was more meticulously combed than before, his hands were crossed on his stomach, as if he was just closing his eyes and resting his mind.

He tried to touch himself on the bed, but his fingers passed through the cleaned body.

Sure enough, he really died.

He listened carefully and heard movement from the front hall. He wanted to leave, but found that he had already floated up.

Just floating like this, he saw the person he will never forget—Kong Zaijin, the peacock lord who betrayed him.

And the other one who was pressed to the ground by the Yaozu guards was exactly Buqing.

Buqing said angrily: "Hand over his body! He is a heavenly demon, a demon king, why should he be insulted by you after he died?!"

Kong Zaijin walked up to Buqing step by step, squatted down and asked him: "The devil is Hongguang?"

Buqing's eyes were filled with anger: "Why do you ask this? How do you know about Hongguang?"

Kong Zaijin didn't answer, his expression was cold.

Buqing suddenly said: "So, you are the white peacock that the devil has saved several times? Ha, is this how you treat your benefactor?! Let me tell you that the devil is Hongguang, so what? He has already died before you. In front of you, Prime Minister of the Demon Realm!"

Kong Zaijin's eyes moved, and he just asked, "Why didn't he say he was Hong Guang?"

Buqing sarcastically said: "Why did the devil tell the world that he is Hongguang? He is there to practice, not to show off! And there are many things he doesn't say!"

Kong Zaijin asked calmly: "What can he not say?"

Buqing spat on Kong Zaijin's robe, saw that he was not hiding, and sneered, "The Lord of the Demon World cooks for you, and there are three bowls of chicken soup in seven days, you poured it!"

"He secretly studies pastries for you, and you only eat one bite at a time, either 'too sweet' or 'too bland'."

"Your three meals a day are all prepared by him! It is to make medicinal food for you and nourish your stomach! To improve your physique and speed up your cultivation! If I hadn't woken him up, maybe you will go to the Peacock fief before A meal is also his handwriting!..."

Yuan Zhao heard that the things he had done secretly were torn apart one by one, even if he was already a spirit body, he was not at ease.

Kong Zaijin was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and finally bit his lip tightly, saying: "He never said that!"

Buqing: "Ha! He will tell you? Let me tell you one more thing! Do you think you are really a genius in cultivation? No, you are not, the devil is. He has cultivated the share of two people by himself!"

Kong Zaijin's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it.

Buqing: "The devil gave you his cultivation base, but you are ignorant, and even every time he congratulates you when you break through, you always look indifferent! I really want to ask, have you betrayed me?" He, don’t you have a conscience? Oh no, you don’t have a conscience at all!! Do you think you can pretend you have a conscience just by rebuilding the Taoyuan Palace?!”

Kong Zaijin stood up unsteadily, covered his forehead, and said: "Throw him out, don't let him approach Taoyuan Palace again."

Yuan Zhao sighed.

People are dead, and before Dao was alive, there was devastation everywhere.

Yuan Zhao discovered that one cannot stay a hundred meters away from the spirit body, nor can one stay a hundred meters away from Kong Zaijin.

Therefore, he guessed that the other half of his spiritual body was in Kong Zaijin's body.So he followed Kong Zai, watching the man deal with the government affairs of the demon world without changing his face, and talking with the man in blue.

Yuan Zhao remembered that the man in the blue shirt was called Zhu Mo.The word "origin" is always mentioned in the words of the two people who killed themselves indirectly.

He didn't have the heart to listen, he just wanted to get back the other half of his spirit body quickly and leave this world.

The night is getting cold.

Yuan Zhao followed Kong Zaijin back to his bedroom.Kong Zaijin didn't light the lamp, stood beside the bed and took out the Xuemei Sword, flicked the sword slightly with his hand, and a blurry figure appeared behind him.

The other half of Yuan Zhao's spiritual body is indeed by Kong Zaijin's side.

Kong Zaijin looked around, but didn't notice the blurred spirit body as his eyes passed by several times.But he was very patient, and after searching the entire bedroom, including the roof beams, for a long time, he found that the spirit body was beside the bed.

Kong Zaijin smiled slightly: "I searched 21 times this time, which is two less than last time."

The half of the spiritual body has not been repaired, and it is like a cloud of human-shaped smoke, quietly suspended in the air.

Kong Zai said to himself, "Have I made progress?"

If it was before, whenever Kong Zaijin made a breakthrough, the Demon Lord would say to him, "You have improved again, not bad."

But now, there is already a vague spirit floating around, unable to speak, respond, or say "progress".

Kong Zaijin said to himself again: "The original power in Xuemei can repair your spirit body. Would you like to come back?"

Yuan Zhao sighed, what do you mean?

However, he couldn't express his emotion after that.Because after Kong Zaijin put away the group of spirit bodies, he actually climbed onto the bed!Hold your own corpse and sleep, sleep! !

Yuan Zhao was dumbfounded.

After drifting for a few days, Yuan Zhao discovered that Kong Zaijin was really a strange person.

He spoke sneeringly before he was alive, but after his death, he hugged his corpse every day and said something softly to a group of spirit bodies.

Yuan Zhao listened to it a few times, and found that it was something that Kong Zaijin encountered today. Sometimes Kong Zaijin would keep saying, "I'm sorry."

Yuan Zhao could hear clearly, every time he would sigh.

At night, Kong Zaijin would search for the spirit body many, many times until he found it.His gaze passed Yuanzhao several times, and then quickly looked away, looking for Yuanzhao's other half of the spirit body who did not speak or move.

After finding the spirit body, Kong Zaijin would talk softly with the spirit body, as if talking loudly would scare the spirit body away.

Afterwards, he would wipe his body for the immortal demon body, as if the person on the bed was not a corpse, but a patient who woke up soon.

The belly of the demon body was sewn up with awkward stitches, it looked like it wasn't stitched by a professional.

Every time Kong Zaijin wiped the body of the demon, he would intentionally or unintentionally avoid the wound, pretending that it didn't exist.

On this day, Kong Zaijin rushed into the Taoyuan Hall to lie down with red eyes, like a mad dog with a broken collar, hugging the body of a demon and gnawing his cold and stiff lips.

Yuan Zhao floated behind him silently.

Today, I don’t know who doesn’t have long-sighted eyes. He praised Kong Zaijin’s deeds of attacking the demon palace and beheading the demon king. : "The devil will definitely hate you to death in the end, but what can the devil do?"

"After all, the Demon Lord has been dead for nearly a month. No matter how much I hate you, there is nothing I can do! Hahaha, seeing the Demon Lord hate but being unable to kill the enemy feels refreshing, refreshing!"

"My lord has made great contributions to the demon world after killing the demon king. Moreover, my lord has become the greatest hero in the history of the demon world. That demon king can only be hated!"

"My lord is truly an honor!"

There is no one who flatters a horse's leg better than the one who has no eyes.

There was a loud bang.Kong Zaijin's hand that hit the bed was bloody, he let go of the stiff corpse, struggled and murmured: "It's not...it's not Glory..."

He seemed to be confused by the kiss just now, but he bent down and untied the clothes of the two, and kissed all the way along the jaw of the demon's body.His kiss avoided that scar, and, as always, avoided the fact that the Demon Lord was dead.

"...!!" Yuan Zhao stopped talking, and said in his heart, don't kiss... Why bother with a dead person?

Suddenly there was a strange sound.By coincidence, he still looked back on the bed, but when he saw it, he regretted it so much.

The pale moonlight entered the window, clearly illuminating the scene where Kong Zai lifted his legs and reached the demon's body.