Back to Xianzun's youth [Transmigration Book]

After hearing his words, the demon god fell silent completely.

The green eyes in the darkness stared at him, their eyes were ferocious and strange, but there was a trace of expectation hidden in them.She raised the corners of her lips meaningfully, and said slowly: "You really deserve to be the one who can be parasitized by me."

She used to feed on Yan Qing's pain and despair.That's why I've been hiding the truth, and now it's interesting to look at him and say it.

"However, you should really be afraid of yourself. Yan Qing, what kind of person do you think will be parasitized by me?"

Yan Qing walked in the wind and snow with nothing in mind.

The Demon God didn't need him to answer, he asked himself and answered, "People who are shaken in their Taoism and have evil thoughts in their hearts. Yan Qing, people's hearts are unpredictable, and you may not be able to understand yourself in many cases."

Yan Qing looked calm, and said, "It's useless, just shut up. It's your limit to push me to that point before."

During the few days that the Demon God spent with him, he gradually figured out his character, and smiled to himself: "Yan Qing, you and I are actually the same kind of people. Maybe you can understand what I said earlier. Thank you There is no difference between what Shiyi is to you and what you are to me. My thoughts on you and your thoughts on Xie Shiyi are in a sense the same way."

Yan Qing smiled sarcastically.What he thinks about Xie Shiyi, he hasn't figured it out yet.From now on, no one in this world will know.

The Demon God said, "Do you really think you have no ill intentions towards him?"

"Dare you say that you have been together for so many years, you have not even thought about killing him and replacing him for a moment? Do you dare say that you are willing to possess him all the time? Are you willing to remain unknown for the rest of your life?"

"If you really never waver, how could you be bent over by me?"

Yan Qing's emotions were not moved by her in the slightest: "I said, you have pushed me like that a few days ago is already the limit."

The Demon God stared at him with pity, and then smiled strangely, with hatred and pride in his heart.Just as she was about to open her mouth, a powerful dragon chant suddenly appeared in the hall——Xie Shiyi had obtained the inheritance of Emperor Nandou, and could come in without disturbing the mirage dragon, but Yan Qing could not.The moment he walked through the snow and walked to the lotus platform, the snow in the whole world solidified, and the sleeping ancient dragon slowly opened its eyes!

The demon god's expression changed.He can be unscrupulous in the entire Nine Heavens, with the exception of this place where the gods have fallen.The moment the mirage dragon opened its eyes, the demon god gritted his teeth, and closed his emerald green pupils, returning to the thick black mist.

The eyes of the mirage dragon are cloudy yellow, and the two huge eyes are like two moons floating in the sky.

It died ten thousand years ago, and now it is just a phantom in the Dragon Palace, watching Yan Qing coldly, seeing that Yan Qing approached Xie Shiyi step by step without being rejected by the sword intent of no regrets.The mirage dragon closed its eyes again and fell into a long sleep, causing the wind and snow in the dragon palace to turn again.

Yan Qing walked to Xie Shiyi's side, and also squatted down slowly.Seeing him stabbing his sword into the snow, half kneeling in the center of the lotus platform, his lips were pale, and his black hair made his face look as fragile as paper.I don't know how much blood was stained on the red clothes, it may have been stained by Zhancheng, or it may be his own.

Layer after layer of blood made the clothes more crimson, scarlet and glaring.

Xie Shiyi's hands were also full of injuries, scratched by the broken mirror.The most serious one is from the palm to the wrist, with bone deep visible.

Yan Qing watched all this in a daze for a long, long time.

He has been able to calmly face the self who was once sincere, ignorant and fearless, hated by others without knowing it.He can also calmly accept that no matter what he does after coming to another world, no one expects him to do so.

But it doesn't mean that when he looked at Xie Shiyi, he could completely suppress the waves in his heart.

It may take a long, long time to bury and cover up these waves, so that they can be changed into a calm and unrestrained cloud.

Ten years, 20 years. 50 years...or, 100 years.

"Xie Shiyi, are you really Liuli Xin?"

Yan Qing asked softly suddenly, after a long silence, he smiled lightly and blandly.

In fact, he didn't think his disguise was very good.

On the night when he climbed to the Immortal Pavilion, he used the spring breeze to trace Xie Shiyi's eyebrows and eyes, and when his finger accidentally fell on Xie Shiyi's lips, he became stiff and stopped daring to move.The cicadas chirped softly, as if even the wind could hear his heartbeat.

But Xie Shiyi couldn't hear it.

That time in Heishuize, in order to catch butterflies, his hand accidentally touched Xie Shiyi's eye.The moment the eyelashes swept across the palm, it was like an electric current passing through the whole body, breathing disordered for a moment, and the ears were slightly red in the dark.

Xie Shiyi coldly asked him to let go.

So I didn't notice, in fact, his fingertips trembled more than his eyelashes...

He concealed his emotions in a deliberately finding fault tone: "Yaoyao, I can't sleep."

Why can't I sleep?Xie Shiyi didn't doubt it either.But in those years of wandering, there were crises everywhere, and they had long developed the ability to sleep anytime, anywhere to replenish their energy.

Can't sleep... It's nothing more than dressing up as a bride that day, and suddenly thinking that there is always such a link in the marriage in the world, the husband has to carry his wife on the sedan chair.Although he doesn't want to be a bride or get on a sedan chair.But because the person behind him is Xie Shiyi, thinking of this most intimate and ambiguous relationship, he couldn't help being slightly lost in thought, letting his thoughts grow like vines in the dark tunnel.

Yan Qing laughed in a low voice, and felt that she might also be dazed.He doesn't even have a body, and all emotions can only be conveyed by voice.The skin-to-skin contact with Xie Shiyi can only be borrowed from wind, rain, flowers and grass.

What kind of ice and snow must be so thorough to be able to find out that something is wrong?

After thinking clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

However, his feelings for Xie Shiyi may not be as complicated as Xie Shiyi's feelings for him.In Xie Shiyi's eyes, he is a nightmare, the most hopeless curse in this world.How could a proud man like Xie Shiyi endure being taken over by others and controlled by others.He should hate him, loathe him, and want to kill him.

But all these years of kindness and righteousness are difficult to understand. In the end, Xie Shiyi still couldn’t hold up his sword to him, and even rescued him and protected him.

Yan Qing laughed at himself.

Here, it might really be the end of everything.

He suddenly remembered that on the road to the ruins of the shrine, Xie Shiyi buried his head in his neck and trembled, and the steam he breathed out was like tears.

Xie Shiyi asked him how old he is now.At this moment, Yan Qing was also in a daze.How many years?Jinghong 35 years.So many years have passed.

Yan Qing withdrew her thoughts and stretched out her hand, wanting to touch Xie Shiyi's face to wake him up from the mirage.But the finger stopped in the air, and then wrapped around a strand of black silk hanging down from Xie Shiyi, and gently pulled it down, "Xie Shiyi, wake up."

Mirage Dragon is good at weaving dreams and seducing people's inner demons.Of course, there is no concept of demons in this cultivation world.But it shouldn't be a good illusion to make Xie Shiyi suffer so much.

"Xie Shiyi, wake up." Seeing him trembling all over, Yan Qing froze suddenly.The corner of Xie Shiyi's mouth slowly shed blood, which became more vivid on his pale face, and between his brows was an indelible despair.

"Xie Shiyi!" Yan Qing's face became serious, and he raised his heart, suddenly thinking that it is possible to enter the mirage dragon's illusion.

As long as they communicate with each other.Yan Qing bit her lips, without hesitation, she held Xie Shiyi's chin in the land of the gods' death, leaned over and kissed it.

The moment the lips touched.

Yan Qing suddenly felt deep sadness, which was both funny and hopeless.

Now, here, the Nine Heavens Gods know it all.

Xie Shiyi's breath was astonishingly cold just like Frost Snow.Yan Qing touched the bridge of his nose, closed his eyes, felt himself sinking slowly, pure white light spread from the lotus platform, and the wind and snow howled, leading him to Xie Shiyi's mirage.But before he sank to the bottom, suddenly a violent and powerful spiritual force hit his chest, icy and vast, forcing him to return to reality.

"!" Yan Qing was severely injured, his lungs were bleeding, but the first thing he did when he woke up was to stand up straight and keep a certain distance from Xie Shiyi.

Perhaps it was the forced intrusion of outsiders that made Xie Shiyi somewhat rational in the mirage.He was originally a person who was extremely calm, and with this trace of sobriety, he also walked out of the illusion. When he opened his eyes, ice blue light flowed in the depths of his pupils, but the whites of his eyes were full of blood mist.

Seeing that the person in front of him was Yan Qing, the madness and pain in his eyes slowly faded away. It was clear but also numb. Xie Shiyi let out a low laugh, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up in a mocking arc. He hummed and fell forward.

Yan Qing was startled, and stretched out her hand to hug him subconsciously.

Xie Shiyi might be insane this time, instead of pushing him away in disgust, he tightly grasped Yan Qing's arm with his hands.

The moment Yan Qing approached, the first thing Yan Qing felt was the smell of blood.

Xie Shiyi's chin lightly landed on Yan Qing's shoulder, his voice was hoarse, and he asked calmly, "Yan Qing, actually you don't want to kill me, do you?"

Xie Shiyi easily did what the Demon God could not do.Yan Qing was motionless, as stiff as a statue.

Xie Shiyi seemed to have just come out of a mirage and was not sober, but also seemed to be more serious than ever, stubbornly waiting for an answer, and said softly: "Yan Qing, in fact, you don't just hate me, do you?"

It's not just hate, right?

Yan Qing's blood was frozen by the wind and snow in the Dragon Palace because of this sentence.A thunderbolt fell from the sky and struck his brain, leaving only scorched earth.But he really hoped it would open a crack and make everything fall apart so that he wouldn't face such an embarrassing situation.

Not just hate... yeah, not just hate.

But how dare he, how could he say it...

41 steps, each step on the blood.He has exhausted all his rationality to accept the fact that he has been hated by others for so many years, and he has no energy to accept it anymore. Xie Shiyi knows his absurd and undetected feelings.

Even if they haven't taken root, they are still sprouting, and even the owner can't figure it out.

But too desperate and too embarrassing.

Yan Qing closed her eyes, thankful that Xie Shiyi couldn't see her face, controlled her breathing, tensed her body, and mobilized all her energy to make her voice normal.

He used the usual tone for decades: "Isn't it just hate?"

He quietly asked: "But Xie Shiyi, what else can there be between you and me?"

After he finished speaking, he couldn't care about anything, his brain was empty, his heart was empty, like a lonely soul deprived of all emotions.

Watching Xie Shiyi straighten his body, he wiped the blood off the sword with his fingers.Watching him walking through the wind and snow, step by step towards the mirage dragon, he did not regret the moment when the sword entered the mirage dragon's brow.Mirage Dragon did not resist, and looked at Xie Shiyi respectfully and obediently with bright yellow eyes.Volunteering to give the last breath of the dragon to the master.

The dragon's breath converged on the tip of Buhui's sword, and rushed into Yanqing's body.The moment the dragon fell, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. Even Xie Shiyi suffered a backlash and spit out blood.But the real fierce battle is behind, the Dragon Palace collapses, and the bone birds that have been coveting this place gather like black clouds, attacking them mightily——

The moment Yan Qing obtained his body, he had already fallen into a battle with those bone birds before he could take care of anything.

After all, Xie Shiyi was already on the verge of death at that time, and he was powerless to fight back.

Yan Qing picked up the white bones on the ground as a sword, and stood in front of him.

After all the dangers were eliminated, his face and body were covered with wounds and blood.

After the mirage dragon died, the demon god came out of the black mist again. She was quite surprised and said, "He actually gave him the dragon's breath and reshaped your body."

Yan Qing didn't speak.The bone bird has been flying from nowhere, with a very long red line on the bone wing.Yan Qing bent down, picked up the thread, and slowly tied up her long black hair.

The demon god gloated and said: "Yan Qing, Xie Shiyi is seriously injured now, why don't you kill him? If you miss this time, you may not have a chance. He is not clear-headed to help you now, thinking about the past, wait to calm down." Come here, when he wants to kill you, you may not be his opponent."

Yan Qing ignored him.

The wind and snow mirage disappeared, turning into a wilderness where the gods fell, with bones everywhere.

Forever silent.

Yan Qing turned around with her hair tied, took a deep breath, and walked forward step by step.

I said to myself in my heart:

Don't look, don't look back.

The water in Fuhuamenjing Lake is very deep and cold.Yan Qing kept falling, the soul thread on his wrist floated up, and was finally cut off by sharp aquatic plants, the blood jade beads rolled down, and the moment the blood jade beads fell into the bottom of the sea.

Ting Lan's secret overseas.

Ask the Palace of Love.

The hummingbird on Xie Shiyi's fingertips instantly shattered!

Yu Xin froze below: "Leader."

Xie Shiyi, dressed in snow and snow, quietly lowered his eyes, looking at his fingertips.When he doesn't speak, he always reminds people of the snow, cold and empty moon on the top of the mountain, clean and cold, without dust and dirt.Yu Xin asked cautiously: "Leader, what happened?"

Xie Shiyi has been sitting in the Xiaoyu Palace for a hundred years, and his emotions have long been restrained. He stood up and said calmly: "I want to enter the Tinglan Secret Realm. You help me pass the order to the rest. Before I come out, don't act rashly. "

Yu Xin was stunned: "Ah? Tinglan Secret Realm... Didn't you say that outsiders are not allowed to interfere with anything in the secret realm?"

Xie Shiyi's hands slowly gathered into a long sword of no regrets, and his tone was cold: "Outsiders?" He laughed lowly, and said casually: "Go and tell Jing Ruyu that I will also participate in this Qingyun Conference."

Yu Xin: "..." Yu Xin just remembered now that the leader of the alliance is not yet three hundred years old, so he is fully qualified to participate in the Qingyun Conference.

Xie Shiyi knew that something happened to Yan Qing.

The blood jade beads were covered with his consciousness, as long as he wanted, he could perceive any situation around Yan Qing.

He has a lot of information in his hand, big or small, clues, all pointing to the Qin family with ulterior motives.

He even felt that Qin Changxi should be very happy for him to make this move.

Entering the secret realm of Tinglan is like throwing yourself into a trap.But everything he did, he would never regret.

The peak arranged for him by Fuhuamen is called Wenqing Peak. When Xie Shiyi walked out of the palace, he happened to see a bluestone standing at the end of the forest, with the word "Wenqing" written on it.

ask love.

Xue Yi's soul fluttered, Xie Shiyi had read these two words in his heart, looked away, and walked outside.

ask love.

When Xie Shiyi was very young, he seemed to have a terrifying insight into the emotions and desires in the world.

He didn't know what "Liu Lixin" was at that time, he only knew that when he looked at a person, he only needed to touch it a few times, and he seemed to be able to see that person clearly.

That person hates and loves him.It is true and false to him.From his tone of voice, the look in his eyes, and every detail of his actions, he seemed to be able to get the answer easily.But he has a cold temper and doesn't like to negotiate with people, so this kind of sensitivity is like a chicken rib.

For the first time, I was fortunate enough to have this talent, perhaps at the age of 15.

When he was 15 years old, he was forced to drink several cups of pear flower wine that he didn't like at the graduation banquet of Dengxiang Pavilion. After getting drunk, his mood became worse and his personality became worse, and his five senses may also be amplified at the same time.Huazhihua Chunyu was blown all over the head by the wind. At that time, he really wanted to teach Yan Qing a lesson.But before he got angry, Yan Qing begged for mercy and admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, Xie Shiyi, I'll clean it up for you right now, you go back to sleep!"

He gritted his teeth and was so angry that he didn't want to talk to him anymore. He happened to be uncomfortable after being drunk, so he chose to close his eyes and sleep.He doesn't like to drink, because he hates everything that interferes with his sanity.Yan Qing had just learned how to control the wind, so she felt like showing off in everything she did.He said that he wanted to clean it all with the help of the wind, and the wind picked up the leaves stuck between his eyebrows and the flowers on his eyes.He even had to do it himself to wipe off the water droplets on his face. When the wind gently fell on his lips, Xie Shiyi couldn't help scolding "idiot" in his heart, but he was stunned immediately.

He froze because of the cool touch on his lips.

It was also because... Yan Qing's stiffness was easily felt.