When she said this, Qingye was startled, and subconsciously twitched his right hand, but his fingertips held her warm little hand tighter. When he raised his eyes, Xiaobai was sitting next to him, looking at him with wet eyes.

Seeing that he didn't answer, she thought he was angry and shook his finger.

Qing Ye lowered his eyes and said "Hmm" in a low voice, "I won't leave you." As he said this, he drew Bai Qiu's hand into his arms and said calmly: "Come here and hug me for a while."

Bai Qiudeng beamed with joy, climbed on top of him happily, straddled his legs, sat face to face with him, and said excitedly: "I knew you would agree to whatever I ask for."

He glanced at her and asked with a sneer: "You hold me tightly."

She giggled and looked at him sitting on the bedside. The morning light was gentle and warm, and the golden waves were rippling. Even though his face was hidden in the cold darkness, it still had the tenderness of spring.

Qing Ye raised his other hand, rubbed the back of her neck, and asked in a low voice, "Are you dizzy?"

"...a little bit." Bai Qiu followed the direction of his hand and gently leaned into his arms. She was worried that he had been tied up by her for so long and was not feeling comfortable at the moment, so she didn't dare to really press on him. Most of her

The strength is supported by my own legs, but my head rests on it with confidence.

The jet-black hair carries the coolness of the night, just like him, trudging from the darkness.

The long hair slid down his delicate collarbone and fell on her cheek. Bai Qiu gently blew away the strand of hair and rubbed his chest lovingly, "But I've already finished sleeping, so it's your turn to sleep."

"Since you're dizzy, just rest against me for a while. It doesn't matter if I call you after a stick of incense." Qing Ye pressed his slender fingers on the back of her neck and said calmly.

Bai Qiu suddenly felt more dizzy and indeed a little sleepy. This was probably a sequelae of drinking, and he was always in a daze...

She yawned slightly and drooped her head sleepily, "Then I'll take a short nap first. Qingye, why don't you lie down as well? Sitting is so tiring."

"I'm fine."

"You're talking nonsense. You just said that your arms were sore..." Her eyelids became heavier and heavier, her long eyelashes trembled, and finally they were covered with heavy eyebrows. Her unfinished words turned into a confused murmur, "

Just take a short nap..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the sound of her even breathing could be heard.

She fell asleep.

Qing Ye took back the hand on the back of her neck, pinched her soft right cheek, and then put her back on the bed next to him. A few wisps of devilish energy escaped from his fingertips, wrapping around the girl's body, making her unable to resist.

So easy to wake up.

After doing all this, he held his hands with difficulty and slowly sat upright.

He slowly raised his hand to untie his belt, and then opened his clothes, revealing his pale skin. There was a hideous and terrifying scar on his chest, as if he had been stabbed hard by a dagger. The skin was torn open, and the bones were deeply visible. If he moved a little, there would be a black scar.

The angry blood stained a large area of ​​skin red.

That's where the heart is.

He was seriously injured and on the verge of death. It was Hunyuan Jade that forcibly reversed his fate, making him immortal and powerful. But in essence, Hunyuan Jade was like a cold cellar for frozen corpses. The cold cellar could make him

The corpse of the deceased does not decay, and Hunyuan Jade can also suspend his time, allowing his body to stay at the moment of death.

This is the reason why he is immortal, so for thousands of years, his pain cannot be cured.

At that time, Xiao Tianzhen asked him to heal his injuries many times. In fact, minor injuries can be cured, but the deepest pain comes from Hunyuan Jade, which cannot be solved by healing.

Once his obsession is dispelled, the Hunyuan Jade embedded in his body will gradually detach from his heart. As his obsession gradually disappears, he begins to slowly return to normal. The cold cellar is unsealed, his body begins to change, and he can heal all pain.

.

But in the end, his only destiny is to disappear.

There is no reincarnation.

The devil is like this, there is no way out, this is the path he chose himself in the past.

There are not so many good things that come from heaven in this world. All good things come at a price. They can make people instantly stronger, immortal, kill their enemies with their own hands, find their love, and fulfill their obsessions. Of course, they have to

Take the most precious thing in exchange.

This price cannot be afforded by ordinary people.

But he didn't want to accept it.

Qing Ye's face turned pale, he looked down at his blood-stained chest, and suddenly used his hand to turn into a blade and stabbed the wound on his chest fiercely.

The moment his knuckles sank into the ferocious wound, his fingertips almost pierced his heart. Severe pain filled his heart and his eyes. Blood dripped down his arms. He could not control the black gas rising from all over his body, and his body was twitching violently.

.

"ah--"

He raised his neck, his lips were so red that they bled, his eyes were filled with blood, but the fingers inserted into his chest pierced deeper, and he wanted to tear out his heart alive.

If he is about to recover, he will destroy his body himself.

Forcing Hunyuan Jade to embed deeper into the body.

The blood in his eyes was so red that it completely covered the black eyeballs. His complexion was pale and gray, not like a living person. His whole person was as hideous and terrifying as a ghost, and he was twisting and suffering on the bed.

...And beside him, in that small world that was cut off from smells and sounds, the people he cared about were still taking a peaceful nap.

Don't wake her up.

Qingye tried to calm his breathing and prevent himself from struggling too much. He opened his mouth desperately and gasped for air. Cold sweat rolled down his forehead, like a fish that was about to dry up and die.

After an unknown amount of time, the overflowing demonic energy gradually returned to his body. He pulled out his finger, and the skin and flesh grew again at a speed visible to the naked eye, until the wound no longer looked so terrible, but it could not be completely healed.

Qing Ye closed his eyes, and his long hair fell down his temples. The extreme black reflected the tragic white, revealing a thrilling and breathtaking beauty.

He slowly closed his clothes, and the hands tying the clothes were shaking slightly.

Until he completely put on his clothes and returned to his previous appearance, his complexion gradually returned to normal.

In the past few days, he had killed someone and injured himself severely. He couldn't tell whose blood it belonged to. He didn't want her to know that he was abusing himself, so he could only avoid her as much as possible. He didn't see her and only came back once at night.

, leaving some traces to tell her that he is still by her side.

It was very dangerous yesterday.

She tied her chest tightly and almost took off her clothes, almost exposing her...

Qing Ye pursed his lips, and the gloomy coldness in his eyes became clear and gentle again when he touched her peaceful sleeping face.

"Xiaobai." He called her.

Xiaobai can guess it, which is expected and unexpected.

Dual cultivation resulted in the fusion of flesh and blood, the connection of hearts, and the connection that cannot be severed. She must have felt it when he was in so much pain. She was usually so well-behaved and obedient, and she would not get into trouble with him even if he had been left out for several days. Now, it has only been three days, and she has started to get into trouble.

He was so violent, crying and laughing at the same time, that he almost couldn't bear it.

He pursed his lips, stood up, and raised his hand to summon a demon cultivator.

The demonic cultivator was lying on the ground and said in fear: "My subordinates are here to see Mr. Heng Ming. What are your orders to Mr. Heng Ming?"

Qing Ye stood with his hands behind his back. Even though he was covered in blood, his aura was still cold and unattainable.

He lowered his eyes and asked in a gloomy and cold voice, "What was the result of the interrogation of Li Cheng?"

The demon cultivator lowered his head and said: "Early this morning, the interrogation came out, and Li Cheng finally made the move. He said that Jiang Wenjing was hiding in..."

When the demonic cultivator said this, he hesitated for a moment, as if there was something terrible that he couldn't say. It wasn't until Qingye's cold gaze swept over that he lowered his head and said: "Hiding under the abyss of the forbidden area of ​​the demonic realm, it was the person you were talking about before.

The place where you live.”

You are really brave, you just don't have to hide, you actually dare to hide in Lord Heng Ming's lair, the demon cultivator said, even he felt that he had never heard of it.

Qing Ye narrowed his eyes for a long time, twitched the corners of his lips, and smiled sadly, "It's very good."

"He wanted to kill Xiaobai's corpse from his previous life. It seems that he thought it would be too pleasant to die like this. He needs me to tear his soul to pieces."

The demonic cultivator lowered his head and said nothing. Qingye brushed his dark sleeves, and the demonic cultivator immediately retreated quietly.

He stood there with gloomy eyebrows. After a long time, he came back to his senses. He used the demonic energy to wash away the blood on his body. Until he returned to normal, he sat back again, picked up the rope on the ground, and slowly held the sleeping Bai Qiu's hand.

, tie it again.

He took her back into his arms and resumed her position before falling asleep.

The wound on her chest was pulled, and the pain was numb. He had already felt it, but his movements did not stop the whole time, until he patiently smoothed away the broken hair on her temples and neatly smoothed the skirt of her skirt.

He lowered his eyes and stared at her. He raised his fingertips and the demonic aura lingering on her body slowly disappeared.

After about a cup of tea, she slowly woke up from his arms.

"Well..." She groaned, slowly opened her arms, and stretched out for a long time. Until she felt completely comfortable, she raised her head and looked at him with a smile, "Qingye, how long have I been sleeping?"

"It takes just one stick of incense," he replied.

"I've slept enough." She rubbed her eyes, got up from his arms, took his hand and dragged him to the side, "Come on, come on, it's your turn, it's your turn to sleep."

"You haven't slept for days and nights. I tied you up last night and you hugged me for so long today. How can you still not sleep? Don't be exhausted. I will feel bad if you are exhausted."

Bai Qiu pulled him involuntarily, lifted the quilt, pressed his shoulders and asked him to lie down. Qingye was unwilling at first and struggled slightly under her hands. Bai Qiu quickly covered his eyes again, deliberately being cruel.

Baba threatened: "If you don't cherish your body, I will tie you up again!"

It was as if she could really tie him up.

But she was so serious that Qingye really stopped struggling. Her warm palms covered his eyes with a fiery power.

Under this close comfort, he rested his head on her lap. Bai Qiu covered him with the quilt, hummed softly, and used her other soft hand to tuck his messy hair.

Just like he took care of her before.

How could he not be greedy for such a gentle country?

Qingye slowly closed his eyes.

Bai Qiuan sat quietly, touching Qingye's cheek from time to time, until he completely calmed down under her comfort and became completely motionless. She tested it again, and finally relaxed after confirming that he was asleep.

tone.

He needs a good rest.

No matter what he does, this man will definitely not be able to take care of himself without her by his side. He always ruins his body like this, just because he is a demon and will not die no matter how hard he is, like a child.

Generally ignorant.
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