Yuanshin: The way to become stronger is to hurt yourself

A little bit of light flickered in Jin Peng's eyes looking towards Feng Ling, but it disappeared again in an instant, like a shooting star flashing across the night sky.

"No, the current me...has committed countless killing karma, so I don't deserve...to hold your hand again."

"What nonsense are you talking about? This is not the you I know, cheer up."

Regardless of Jin Peng's resistance, Feng Ling held his hand directly. He wanted to know where Gu Xin had taken him and what he had been through for so long.

Using the power of illusion to construct what happened in his past...

"You're right, I'm not the person you know anymore."

Perhaps it was the first time that Jin Peng shook off Feng Ling's hand, without a hint of nostalgia, but it was not because of disgust or resentment, but because of inferiority.

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Chapter 170 Seven Bloody Scene

"My hands have been stained with the blood of countless innocent people. Their souls and debris have entered my head, causing me pain..."

In Jinpeng's eyes, it seemed that people could still see the people who had died under his gun. The Demon God of Dreams took him to other snowfields, slaughtered in the boundless snow and ice, and harvested the souls of other existences.

The originally sunny and cheerful person turned cold, and the young man became preoccupied, making Feng Ling sit beside him a little weakly.

If he worked hard, he could bring Jinpeng out, but his heart was already like this, killing and blood had stained his fate, could Feng Ling really save him?

"Hey, reunion after a long absence, are you starting to reminisce about the old days?"

At this moment, Gu Xin's voice came from outside the dungeon, and Feng Ling was shocked in his heart, and blocked Jin Peng's front. Although Jin Peng didn't respond, there was fear in his slightly raised eyes.

The cell door was opened, and a humanoid demon god in a long red dress walked in slowly, followed by her kin who was covered in purple and pink in a strange shape. It was a monster in an illusory dream, and it was dragging a dead body.

"Gu Xin, you came to me like this, are you not afraid that I will attack you suddenly?"

"Ha, if you can really attack your golden bird, you won't be brought here by me."

"...?!"

Feng Ling suddenly felt that someone behind him stretched out his hand to wrap around his neck, so strong that he almost couldn't breathe. At the same time, his profile slowly approached behind Feng Ling's ear, and a low voice Speaking plain words.

"do not move."

If you don't look at the environment and Feng Ling's expression, the actions of the two of them are really ambiguous now. One of Jin Peng's arms is restraining Feng Ling's neck, and his chin rests on his shoulder.

The other hand seemed to be flirting with him, gently hugging his waist, with a wicked smile on his face, talking to him while biting his ear, but it was obviously not what Jinpeng would do.

"What did you do to him?!"

"It's just that in the past few hundred years, I have tampered with his dreams every day. He has been used by me, and I am my master. Can you really take him away?"

With a wave of Gu Xin's hand, the monster behind her threw the human corpse that had just been dragged in front of Feng Ling. According to his attire, it was Liyue's Thousand Rock Army.

"Jin Peng, your lunch is here."

"...?!"

Realizing what was going to happen, Feng Ling shrank his pupils suddenly. Because of anger and surprise, after feeling that Jin Peng had let go of him, he subconsciously wanted to grab him with his tentacles.

"Little golden bird, don't...uh!"

Before he finished speaking, an attack went towards Feng Ling's chest. Although he dodged quickly, the airflow still knocked him into the wall.

The weak body spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Devil God of Symbiosis, why is your body so weak? If you face other people like this, you will be punched to death, right?"

Feng Ling ignored the taunting in his ears, he saw that Jin Peng had already walked in front of that Qianyan army, whose head had been cut off, exposing the white brain inside.

Although Jin Peng's expression was still numb, it was obvious that he deeply loathed this matter, but his habits over the years had made him unable to resist.

Unable to bear with what was going to happen next, Feng Ling chose to close her eyes gently.

Before leaving, the Demon God of Dream left such words.

"Devil God of Symbiosis, feel the pain carefully, I will not let you go, you will witness with your own eyes how the Jin Peng you care about is getting deeper and deeper..."

"..."

Gu Xin grasped Feng Ling's weakness, and she controlled Jin Peng's every move in her hands. If she wanted Jin Peng to break free from prison, she had to kill Gu Xin.

However, Feng Ling can beat Gu Xin, but not Jin Peng who can protect Gu Xin... Can you contact Zhongli?

He stretched out his fingers, trying to release his power, but was stopped by Gu Xin's power...

Feng Ling sat up from the ground, leaned against the wall, and looked at Jin Peng who seemed to have regained his sanity and was in a daze.

"Little golden bird... come here, let me touch your face, it really... feels a lot more mature."

He raised his hand and gently hooked his fingers towards Jin Peng. He saw a trace of struggle in Jin Peng's eyes, but he stood up slowly and walked to Feng Ling's side.

Then his face was pinched.

"Well…"

"Little golden bird, how do you feel? When you can't control yourself, do you lose consciousness at all, or...can't control your desire?"

"...the smell of human brains and sweet dreams, very tempting, I don't like this, but I can't help it."

"..."

Feng Ling let go of Jin Peng's fingers, and instead hugged Jin Peng's head with both hands, completely hugging him into her arms.

The desire to kill, perhaps since the birth of Jin Peng, has been deeply engraved in his soul. Gu Xin let his inner desire get out of control, the reason why he hates all this...

It must be because of the little things she spent with Feng Ling before she was imprisoned.

Wait... Gu Xin magnified his inner desire, so why did he hug himself in such a strong manner just now...

Eh?

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Outside Qingxupu, the formation headed by Zhongli and the Jueyunjian immortal family has already assembled.

"Master Dijun, you said that you have found the trace of Little Jinpeng, but is it true?"

Zhenjun Gechenlang City hadn't made a big move for a long time, but after hearing the news about Jinpeng, she came here recklessly.

Immortal families such as Liuyun Borrowing Wind and Cutting Moon to Build Sun all centered on Zhongli, forming a huge imprint on the sky, and Zhongli frowned slightly in it.

"The sky is moving... all phenomena."

A huge meteorite fell on the top of Qingxupu. Zhongli didn't seem to use this trick very often, because it was so powerful that it might cause a lot of destruction.

But now, although he didn't show it on the surface, it was obvious that he was already in a rage.

The sound of the explosion that shocked the world has suddenly exploded, and the golden light soaring into the sky can be seen even by Gui Mo, who is guarding the coastline of Guiliji.

When the light dissipated, the barrier of the Demon God of Dreams had collapsed, and even the taller buildings in Qingxu Pu had been reduced to debris.

...Did the Demon God of Dreams underestimate Zhongli's strength?

"Feng Ling...what's that sound?"

Jin Peng seemed to be a little sleepy, just now he lay directly on Feng Ling's lap, just like many times before, when Jin Peng acted like a baby to Feng Ling.

Hearing this, Feng Ling showed a faint smile.

"Someone is here to save you, little golden bird."

His fingers slowly stroked Jin Peng's side face, letting him immerse himself in the dream he wove for him. It would be easy to eliminate Gu Xin, but Jin Peng's situation didn't seem to be very good.

Feng Ling will always be with him.

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Chapter 170: The Return of Yu Liyue Port

(The third update is over!! Thanks for generating and reading!)

When the Demon God of Dream left the dungeon, it was the moment when Zhongli's star fell, and the light almost blinded her eyes. Although she knew that there was a gap in strength between the two sides, she was confident that she could fight.

It was only now that he realized that there was also an insurmountable gap between the demon gods. Zhong Li had grown stronger after such a long time.

She stood on the main hall of Qingxu Pu, looked up at Zhongli's figure, this was the first time she faced this demon god directly.

"...I really lost."

When the star fell, she knew whether she should go back to Liyue or not.

"The Demon God of Dreams is trying to harass Liyue in vain, but he wants to see the arrow in my hand and agree to it or not."

Zhong Li held up his hand, and the golden particles of light turned into a bow and arrow from his hand. When he pulled the string, the light was like a long stream of water, turning into an arrow lightly pinched by his fingertips. Blowing past his slightly sharp eyes.

Standing in front of thousands of troops, with the posture of a god, the arrow flew from Zhongli's hand, tore through the sky and the air, and stabbed the demon god of dreams directly on her throne.

Before Gu Xin resisted, the battle was over. The war between demon gods sometimes lasted for a long time, and sometimes they were superior in an instant.

In the dungeon of Qingxupu, Jin Peng had already been immersed in the sweet dream Feng Ling gave him, and fell into a deep sleep. Feng Ling felt that part of the shackles on his body had been broken away.

"Zhongli, it's good to have you..."

While Feng Ling muttered to herself, she got up and put Jin Peng on her back, and walked out little by little, but she didn't realize that Jin Peng looked not tall and weighed a lot.

The whole body is full of muscles, right?

It was only when they walked to the ground step by step that they saw the Qianyan army troops pouring into Qingxupu at the moment, and the man in black standing in the sky.

The speed is really fast, it hasn't been long since he was caught.

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"Zhongli, Jinpeng's situation... what should we do now?"

Returning to the city lord's mansion in Liji, Zhongli and Feng Ling looked at each other, Feng Ling looked at Jin Peng who was still sleeping in distress, and he didn't dare to wake him up.

"His condition is nothing more than an unstable mind, evil spirits entering his body, and the demon god controlling him is dead. He no longer has to endure the torture of being forced to commit killings."

"Then... that's good."

Zhong Li left to clean up the dregs and remnants left by the Demon God of Dreams, leaving Feng Ling alone to accompany Jin Peng, with a slight movement of his fingers, Jin Peng had already woken up from his dream.

The dream Feng Ling gave him was random, it all depended on what he had in mind, Feng Ling didn't know what it was, but... Jin Peng seemed to be blushing a little?

When he woke up, there was a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.

"Little golden bird, wake up, you are safe."

As soon as Jin Peng woke up, he heard Feng Ling's voice, and what he saw was not a dark picture. For a moment, he couldn't tell the dream from reality.

After turning his head and seeing Feng Ling's smiling face, he didn't even hesitate, and immediately threw himself on her and hugged her.

"Oh, hold me so tight, don't be afraid, I'm here."

"..."

With his fluffy head just buried in Feng Ling's chest, Feng Ling said that it was impossible for him not to have any strange throbbing in his heart, but what he felt more now was the sense of gratitude that he had found it again.

His bird was found...

"Ahh... Where are you biting?! You... No matter how much you bite, you won't be able to bite anywhere!"

Suddenly, there was a biting pain from an indescribable place on his chest, as if he could still feel his tongue licking. Feng Ling was shocked in his heart, and held Jinpeng's head with both hands, and he opened it. .

"Uh…"

Jin Peng obviously hadn't recovered yet. He didn't realize that he was not dreaming until Feng Ling pinched his face in pain.

I came back myself.

"Finally awake?"

"..."

Realizing this, although Jin Peng felt joy in his heart, he was more flustered and at a loss. He was still sticking to Feng Ling just now, but now he backed away a little bit.

Then he was grabbed by Feng Ling.

"Why stay away from me, what are you afraid of?"

"I...I have committed many killings and crimes, and I am not worthy to stand by your side, not to be near you..."

"To shut up."

At this moment, Feng Ling could only feel a little bit of anger in his heart, and he grabbed Jin Peng's wrist forcefully, making his palm stick to his heart.

"If you feel guilty, then half of it should be mine, because I didn't protect you well..."