I, Long Jun, am not short!

At that time, Jiu Ling was not too old, I guess he was only a few thousand years old, the child in the God Realm grew up slowly, and he looked like a teenager, with a little frivolity in his warm face when he smiled, and a bit of a petty temper, no When he is happy, he will drop the cup and throw the plate. The greatest pleasure is to watch Chu Xian take Mu Yin to harm Xuan Yun after approving official documents and handling trivial matters every day.

No one knows when Jiu Ling turned into the current look with a knife hidden in his smile. He took over the position of Emperor Zhangwen when he was still young, and he was much busier than the other three emperors. In addition, he had to take care of Xiaolong Jun, a well-behaved young man, worked hard all day to put on a steady and elegant appearance, but he couldn't hide his high spirits, and he looked extraordinarily good-looking.

Until... the little princess of the Yan Yan Hall went.

It can’t be said that Jiu Ling is entirely to blame for this matter. Their three and a half-year-old children don’t understand anything when they talk about it, and this is the first time they have encountered such a thing.

Jiuling has never been out of the heavens, but he is still a young emperor who can do some tricks. When he pulls the little princess, he is almost at a loss. He can't think of any spells for a while. The little princess is stronger than him. In the chaos, he calmly pushed him out and asked Chu Xian to take him away.

Probably since then, Emperor Jiuling has changed. He practiced sword every day, and insisted on comparing himself with Chu Xian. The frivolousness in his smile gradually disappeared, and his face was originally gentle and gentle. She became more and more warm and soft, and she looked good-looking when she smiled, as if she was born with it, and she never played petty temper again, pampering and caring for Chu Xian in every possible way.

Chu Xian thought it was because of the little princess, but he never knew what kind of nightmare Jiu Ling had during those days.

The young man knelt in the sea of ​​clouds, unable to move under the pressure of several translucent chains. He tried his best to look forward, his beautiful peach eyes were full of blood, as if blood and tears would drip down in the next moment.

And the man he held in his palm and doted on for thousands of years was wearing a long silver gown, and the dark long dragon pattern on the sleeves was inexplicably blown by the breeze into a radiant pattern of light. Chu Xian turned his back to him, as if being drawn Something invisible was locked in place, neither looking back at him nor making any movements, but he was like a phantom, terribly emaciated, as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind, after looking at him for a long time Ling was inexplicably flustered.

Jiuling wanted to call him, but he couldn't make any sound. He just watched him suddenly sway slightly, his wide sleeves raised slightly, and a complex seal was formed on his hands, glowing with a faint silver light. There were so many incantations that Jiu Ling was dazzled, he looked at the back blankly, not quite understanding what Chu Xian wanted to do, but he felt inexplicably sad and upset in his heart.

This didn't feel right, Jiu Ling instinctively felt that something was going to happen, he desperately tried to break free from those chains, the translucent chains collided with a non-stop "cracking" sound, this sound seemed to attract the person in front, he finally Slowly turned around to look at Jiu Ling.

It really was Chu Xian, but it wasn't his Chu Xian either.

That person was thinner than the Chu Xian in Jiuling's memory at this time. It wasn't at 01:30. His complexion was so pale that it was almost sick. He and that handsome young man are like two people, their faces are as handsome as before, but they are also sharp and indifferent. When they are not smiling, their brows and eyes are sharp, and Jiu Ling looks a little scared.

But this face is indeed Chu Xian, that's right, Jiu Ling wanted to ask him what he was going to do, and when he was here, but of course he couldn't ask him a word.Looking at that face, his heart throbbed with pain, and he was very uncomfortable.

What was Chu Xian like when he was only a few thousand years old? He was not too tall, but he still looked like a child. He raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes in high spirits. His already handsome face was still a bit baby fat. , still childish, makes people want to pinch it when they look at it, when they smile, there is a little blush on their cheeks, and they will walk through the sky with two dragon horns at every turn, or nestle beside Jiuling and squint Dozing off while pinching the dragon horns for him.

In short, it is definitely not such a long-term illness.

Chu Xian smiled softly at him, called him Jiu Ling, and said to him slowly: "We were born as gods, and we were born to benefit the world. As a dragon king, all the people in the world live in all directions. The Haihe River is my responsibility, no matter what happens, I will never run away, you know me, I have never been a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, and now I can't abandon the world of the Six Realms and ignore it, you...don't be too sad. "

How could it not be sad? Jiuling wanted to say a thousand words, but he couldn't make a sound. He was so anxious that he was about to cry. The chains that bound him seemed to suddenly weigh a thousand hectares. He couldn't move or move, he could only look at Chu Xian with his eyes open.

The Dharma seal in Chu Xian's hand did not stop, and he continued: "I know you must feel uncomfortable, but some things are predestined, and you can't change it if you think about it. This is the end of the matter. I have received so many offerings for tens of thousands of years. , and should come out to take on the heavy responsibility, don't cry."

"I use my body to fix the mountains and seas, and secure the six realms. I am willing to die. Even if my soul flies away, I have no regrets."

Chu Xian raised the corners of his lips towards him, and the aura of the magic seal became even stronger when his fingers turned, and even spread out, covering Chu Xian softly, making him seem not so sick.

With the sound of the dragon chant, a long silver dragon emerged from Chu Xian's body and walked around him. Chu Xian couldn't move his hands to appease it, but his body slowly became transparent, and there was no sadness on his face. Se, sighed lowly: "It's just that I worry too much at the moment, Jiu Ling, I don't have time to say too much, you are well, don't remember me."

"Let everyone not remember me."

While speaking, the long dragon was covered with magic seals, leaving only a phantom on Chu Xian's body. He lowered his head to look at the lower realm, looking very regretful and reluctant, finally smiled helplessly, and disappeared completely.

Jiuling tugged at the chain like crazy, and even asked him to pull a few of them, but it was too late, the long dragon was covered with a layer of spiritual light, but it itself gradually turned into a layer of gold powder, and its flesh and blood were inseparable. Then, the layer of gold powder scattered to the surrounding world, only a few wisps did not disperse, but floated to Jiu Ling's eyes, and slowly fell into his hands.

This is probably Chu Xian's ashes.

"Leisure."

Jiuling stepped forward slowly, raised his hand to straighten his neckline, and brushed the broken hair on his forehead a few times: "I guess now, I don't agree."

That dream would visit the still young Jiu Ling almost every night, and it always happened like this, and it never changed.Jiu Ling is almost certain that this scene will definitely happen in the future, and what he has to do is to change the ending.Jiu Ling was tortured by it for a long time, until he begged a piece of dragon scale from Chu Xian.

It is a dragon scale in Chu Xian's heart. According to Chu Xian, as long as he has this dragon scale on his body, no matter what happens to Jiu Ling, he will know immediately, and Jiu Ling can also use this dragon scale to find him. Very convenient.

After taking the dragon scale, Jiu Ling took out a few wisps of his soul, sealed it in a box, and hid it in his study room. While everything was ready and ready to die for Chu Xian, he looked at it as if nothing had happened. Everyone smiled softly.

After doing all this, he never had this dream again. Chu Xian has been alive and kicking for tens of thousands of years and nothing happened. Jiu Ling thought that nothing would happen several times. Everyone can continue to live in such an ordinary life without doing anything. Worry.

Then, he saw Chu Xian lying in someone else's arms covered in blood.

He had to be afraid, the Chu Xian after all his bones were broken, even though he was fed a lot of elixir by Si Yuan, still more and more overlapped with the Chu Xian in his dream tens of thousands of years ago.

His body was thin, his complexion was so pale that it was almost sickly, his outline was sharper than before, and when he was not smiling, his eyebrows and eyes were sharp.

What should happen will eventually happen, but the current Jiu Ling is not quite the same as the Jiu Ling who made up his mind to die for him. After all, he has a wife and son now, so he is still young, and Chu Xia also died for him After one time, should I choose Chu Xian or his wife and children?

If... would he watch Chu Xian disappear before his eyes helplessly like in a dream?

Jiu Ling did hesitate, until that night in Lianhuan, he had that dream again.

Some people are born to die for others.For example Jiuling.

He couldn't let go of Chu Xian after all. He could be sorry for Chu Xia and Yan Zhi, who entrusted others to take care of them, but he couldn't bear Chu Xian disappearing before his eyes. These had two different meanings.

Chu Xian was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Why are you still afraid before the battle? I am not afraid. Although it is true that I need to prepare myself for sacrificing for the world, it is my duty. As Dragon Lord, I want to benefit the world, the common people in the world, the rivers and seas in all directions, this is more important than my life, I must not run away, let alone abandon the six worlds and the world, I have to go."

Jiu Ling squeezed his neckline tightly: "Do you know what will happen after this trip?"

With a calm expression on his face, Chu Xian turned his head and asked Ancheng Dijun: "Dijun, is it my body and bones that will guard the blue sea and sky forever, or... the soul is gone?"

An Cheng glanced at Jiu Ling, and sneered, "You'd be willing to pierce his heart at this time."

Chu Xian didn't look at Jiuling, but said: "I was born as a god, so naturally I have to respect the destiny of heaven and follow the way of heaven. Some things are predestined and cannot be changed if you think about it. Things have come to this point, and it is definitely not possible to ignore them. He is looking for his job, so I should come out to take on the heavy responsibility."

He glanced down intentionally or unintentionally: "It's probably because of me."

Jiuling suddenly thought of Chu Xian's sentence in the dream, "I use my body to fix the mountains and seas, and secure the six worlds. I am willing to die. Even if my soul flies away, I have no regrets."

He squeezed his fingers tightly: "No, it's not."

The author has something to say: Good evening, I was supposed to post it yesterday, but something happened last night, so I delayed it, I’m really sorry

Last night, I deleted the WeChat account of the little male god that I have liked for a long time, and the phone was also blocked. The last sentence I said was "There is no future". Didn't cut off all the back roads, it's over this time, uh

Well I'm actually quite sad...

thanks for watching