If you wear it fast, you will return the scum

Qing Yuan was taken aback by the expression on his face, and when he came back to his senses, the fragility on Luo Yang's face quickly disappeared.

As if that was just his illusion.

"Where's Zhibai?" Luo Yang finally spoke the first words in the past few days, his voice was hoarse, like sand grinding through a rough brick wall.

He touched his throat blankly, only to realize that his throat was also broken.

Maybe it was smoked, maybe it was burned.

The reason is not important anymore.

"He..." Qing Yuan didn't expect that it was that human being who he asked when he woke up.

He actually had a lot to say, wanted to apologize to him, wanted to say that it was just his own inadvertent mistake.

He wanted to ask him why he was disobedient and ran back, and he wanted to hug him tightly and thank him for saving himself.

But in the end he didn't do anything, under the gaze of Luo Yang's unwavering eyes, he seemed to have taken root under his feet.Can't walk away, can't move.

He finally realized that he loved him so much.

My heart hurts because of his pain, my heart is anxious because of his tears, and I can't sleep all night because of him.

God knows how much inner torture he endured during the few days he was in a coma.

He stayed by his bedside, healed him with spiritual power, prayed to the heavens, to the gods he had never seen, and prayed that they would bless him to survive.

He even made up his mind that if he woke up, he would make a promise to him, that if he didn't die after this battle, he would live a good life with her.

Just the two of them, for a lifetime.

He will forget about Panxi and treat him wholeheartedly.

But he still miscalculated.

He left him behind countless times, because he knew that as long as he turned his head, he would be able to see him, standing where he was, waiting for him to come back.He forgot, however, that Luo Yang's heart is also made of flesh, and it can also be painful and numb.

He thought he would always be waiting there for himself, but finally found that he would not be waiting there forever.

"Where's Zhibai?" Luo Yang stubbornly repeated.

"Eat something first." Qing Yuan avoided the topic.

"I asked you, where is Zhibai?"

It was the first time that Luo Yang dared to speak to Qing Yuan so loudly, perhaps because his attitude of being low-key and humble was too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people before, and Qing Yuan was a little surprised by such a sudden sentence.

But he was never a weak lamb, he was a snow wolf with sharp claws, but he restrained his sharp teeth and claws in front of him.

"He can't live anymore, you don't have to worry about him anymore." Qing Yuan stirred the porridge bowl with a spoon, and the spoon hit the bowl wall, making a crisp crashing sound.

"You lied." Luo Yang said.

"Yes, I lied." Qing Yuan put the porridge bowl back on the table with a bad expression, "But the Xia Dynasty ordered him to be handed over. He killed the emperor's son. If he is not handed over, there will be no Will give up."

"Even if they hand it over, they won't give up." Luo Yang was so angry that he almost gasped, he worked hard, with the last shred of hope, and said to Qing Yuan: "He saved our lives."

"He can't save anyone." Qing Yuan was suddenly very irritable in his heart, so irritable that he wanted to throw things to vent his hatred.

"I'll take him away, you have a way, right? I promise to send him far away, and no one will find him again." Luo Yang stood up, her tone softened, even as if she was pleading.

The root of Qing Yuan's tongue was a little dry, and the bitter taste spread in his mouth, paralyzing his throat.

If he could find it, Qiankun in his sleeve had already been born, which showed that Ji Fengyun was not an ordinary person.Daozu's magic weapon is in hand, even he dare not resist it, let alone others.

How should he tell him that if he doesn't pay to stop going out in vain, he will be the one who will pay.

The Xia Dynasty wanted to gradually divide their power, even if they only had such a few people.

Of course he knew that they would not give up, and he also knew that handing over was just a stopgap measure.

But he couldn't just watch Luo Yang die.

If you must sacrifice, then sacrifice Zhibai.

If you want to hate Luo Yang, hate him.

In Cangjiu Mountain, there is a mountain named Cangya.

There is perennial snow on the top of the mountain, and the ground is covered with thick ice.

Here, Qing Yuan took a fancy to and chose it as the place of execution.

Zhi Bai was tied with a rope, a very common hemp rope.Even the weakest demon can't be tied up, but he's just a human being.

So he couldn't escape, so he could only kneel here, waiting for the judgment from the demon ancestor.

Qing Yuan held a sword in his hand, a very ordinary sword, which was enough to kill him.

"I want to see him."

Qing Yuan looked down and looked at the human who said this.His white hair was covered with frost and snow, his face turned purple from the cold, and his whole body was shivering in the cold wind, but he still looked unwilling to admit defeat.

"He was badly injured and couldn't get up."

Generally speaking, Qing Yuan would definitely not pay attention to a weak human being like him.But it was such a human being that he could easily crush to death, but fell into Luo Yang's eyes.

If she had killed him when Luo Yang brought him back, Luo Yang's eyes would not stay for him now.

Thinking of the dispute with Luo Yang, thinking of this human being staying in that person's heart, the jealousy in his heart flowed out like pus, corroding his heart.

"You didn't tell him at all, you were going to kill me before you told him, you are so despicable." The last time Zhi Bai was so stubborn was when he almost killed Luo Yang last time, all his persistence and courage seemed to All poured into that one person.

When has the aloof demon ancestor been humiliated like this?Qing Yuan sneered and said, "You didn't have to come back, but you wanted to come back yourself. If you kill others, I'll kill you. What's wrong?"

"If I don't kill him, Luoyang will die. You pushed him there with your own hands, I can see clearly. He wanted to save you, but you pushed him to the most dangerous place." Zhi Baiyue The more excited he was, the whites of his eyes turned red, which contrasted with his already red pupils, making him look more crazy.

Qing Yuan opened his mouth, wanting to say no.He didn't mean to harm Luo Yang, he just didn't see it clearly, he just wanted to protect Pan Xi at that time, he never thought of harming him.

"If you want to kill it, kill it. I deserved to die more than ten years ago. He saved me, and I will pay him back. But what about you, he paid so much for you, and you bear it with peace of mind, but you never think about it. How he feels." Zhi Bai braced himself to stand up, walked towards him, and approached him step by step, "He always feels that he is not good enough for you, but in fact you are the one who is not good enough for him. You are so ruthless and cold How can a cold-hearted person deserve to have him."

"Shut up, shut up." It was the first time that Qing Yuan was forced to this point with words, his complexion turned blue and white, and he shouted angrily.

"You should die alone and stay away from him." Zhi Bai got closer and closer, and all the resentment and anger burst out.

He pitied himself, pitied the person he liked, and all the grief and indignation turned into anger towards the person in front of him.

"Stop talking!" Qing Yuan subconsciously sent his hand away, and then he saw the expression on the man's face startled, and then looked down at his chest in a daze.

A sword was stuck in his chest, and the other end of the sword was held in Qing Yuan's hand.

Qingyuan watched his eyes gradually lose their expression, and watched his life flow from his body.

Until he fell to the ground on his back, the wound still existed, and blood gushed out until it could no longer come out.

Qing Yuan threw the sword, feeling a little dazed in his heart.

He has done what he should do, but he finally understands that from the moment he admits in his heart that he is in love with Luo Yang, all this has been completely out of his control.

Luo Yang didn't get to see Zhi Bai for the last time, all he was waiting for was the news from Qing Yuan.

"He's dead, I killed him with my own hands." Qing Yuan said to him.

Luo Yang pushed him away and ran out the door. He was barefoot and disheveled like a lunatic.

"I have already handed over the body to Yingtian Pavilion..."

Qing Yuan has killed countless people and killed countless lives, but he has never felt like he is powerless like now.

Luo Yang covered her face and sat slumped on the ground.

Qing Yuan saw him crying, tears seeped from between his fingers, and wet his skirt.

Just when Qingyuan finally couldn't see it, and walked over to help him up, he heard Luoyang gently asking him: "Qingyuan, you don't love me anymore, why do you want to kill everyone who loves me?" take away."

He opened his eyes wide, with tears in his eyes, so pitiful and so helpless.

He questioned him, but Qingyuan couldn't answer.

He wants to say, I love you.

But he can't say.

He wanted to say, sorry.

But he can't say either.

He couldn't say a single word until the snow covered his shoulders and the upper of his shoes was covered with frost.

As hostages, Li Yu and Pan Xi temporarily stayed in Cangjiu Mountain.

Qing Yuan didn't care about them, nor did he care about anything else.

He started drinking, just like Luo Yang a long time ago, drinking all day long.

He could go directly to Panxi, give her a knife, and let her stab it in his chest. When the blood is gone, and he turns into a cold corpse, she can naturally accomplish her merits, and he It can also fulfill his long-cherished wish.

But Qingyuan knew he couldn't do it.He has lived for Panxi for most of his life, and now he doesn't want to do this anymore, he has someone he cares about, and he can no longer be desperate.

Until he found that Luo Yang had disappeared.

Also missing is a horse tethered in the back of Cangjiu Mountain.

Zhibai's body was hung on the Xia Dynasty's army side, and his body was exposed in front of the army.

Luo Yang rushed in alone, broke into the enemy's camp, and with blood all the way, broke into the army like a killing god, and brought out Zhi Bai's body.

Qingyuan couldn't imagine how he did it. When he found Luoyang, he was halfway up the mountain behind Zhibai's residence, adding the last handful of soil to Zhibai's new grave.

"I've found him, and he can be buried in peace. This is the most honorable ending I can give him." Luo Yang, covered in injuries, leaned on the stone tablet, looking at Qing Yuan who was walking towards him, said.

He hewed out the stele with a sword and made it in a hurry, but luckily he could still discern the writing on it.

"My friend Zhibai

——Falling. "

Qing Yuan stared blankly at this scene, saw him take out the wine bag from his waist, opened his mouth, and took a sip of the wine.

"I won't pester you anymore. I have already paid off what I owe you. From now on, we will never owe you anything."

With legs straddled, the whole person is decadent.

Qingyuan imagined their parting many times, some he threw him away, some he said that he said it himself, but he never imagined that the person who broke it all would be Luoyang.

This person has always been like this, pestering him, following him, he can't go away even if he is beaten, and he can't retreat even if he scolds him, making him think that he will never leave.

However, no one ever leaves.

He was finally tired, tired, and didn't want to follow him anymore.

Qingyuan finally waited for the ending he wanted, but it was not the ending he wanted.

"Take good care of yourself." It took Qing Yuan all his strength to say such a sentence.

Besides this, he didn't know what else to say.

He loves Luoyang, he loves him.

How ridiculous that he finally fell in love with him.

But finally lost him.

When he stumbled back to the top of Cangjiu Mountain, it was Li Yu who bumped into him head-on.

In this case, it was not a beauty that he bumped into, but this guy whom he had always disliked, which made Qing Yuan somewhat unhappy.What's more, he was not happy in the first place.

"Get out." Qing Yuan bumped away from him and walked straight to his room.

"I think we can talk." Li Yu tried to hold him back.

Qing Yuan waved him away: "We have nothing to talk about." He continued to walk to the residence, he felt that he needed wine now, a lot of wine, and it was best to get him completely drunk in it, so that he didn't have to think about anything up.

Don't think about whether you like it or not, he is the demon ancestor Qingyuan, aloof and invincible, when did he become such a mother-in-law.

Li Yu looked at his dazed back, and said, "I think I should tell you."

Qing Yuan almost wanted to laugh, he decided to deny what he just thought, Li Yu is more mother-in-law than him.

He turned around, pursed his lips, and said with a fake smile: "Finish and get lost."

"If I'm not mistaken, Luoyang, I should have seen him a long time ago."

Although Qing Yuan has never heard Luo Yang say this, but these words are obviously not enough to attract Qing Yuan's attention.

"So, it's over?"

"His tail..."

Qingyuan stopped walking.

"I cut it off with my own hands."

Qing Yuan stood up straight, with a little bewilderment on his face, and asked, "What did you say?"

Li Yu told him a story, a story that Qing Yuan had never heard Luo Yang tell.

"Shang Lin, the one killed by Zhi Bai, is the emperor's favorite son. He was cruel since childhood. On his seventh birthday, Ying Tiange was ordered to present him with a congratulatory gift."

He only said the beginning, but Qingyuan had already guessed what he was going to say.

"Master was going to give him a good fur, the fur from the snow wolf. So he took me and went to the snow mountain. I can't remember the name of the snow mountain, but I remember there are traces of the sky fire. I secretly Leaving Master, following the footprints of beasts found on the road, we found a cave, in which there was a snow wolf and a seriously injured roc."

"that's me……"

"At that time, I encountered such a strange thing for the first time, a roc bird, gorgeous and noble. There was also a talking snow wolf."

Qing Yuan felt bitter in his throat, and the bitter taste began to spread from the base of his tongue, and soon even the tip of his tongue was full of this taste.

"I didn't mean to hurt you, and he didn't want to be my enemy. I said, there are a lot of people here, and it will be discovered soon. He told me that he didn't want to be discovered. I said, I need a good fur. "

Qingyuan listened to him say something that made him feel ashamed.

"So he told me to take his tail, that's the best part of him. In return, let me lead them away."