hell in disguise

Qian Na let out a mournful cry like a dying beast, and the ghost energy on his body suddenly poured out, rolling up endless dust.Yan Fei also withdrew his palm suddenly, and took a few steps back as if exhausted, leaning against the towering pillar and panting violently.

In the realm of nothingness, at the moment when all these memories awakened in his mind at the same time, he suddenly understood the origin of his inexplicable obsession with Qian.

Yan Fei is Bo Xun's debt to Gannamara.He was born for Kanna.

Qianna knelt on the ground, curled up into a ball, her white hair was slumped on the ground, and she kept making heart-pounding wails.To be precise, it didn't sound like a cry, but more like a wail due to too much pain.

Tears also flowed from Yan Fei's eyes.

He didn't want Channa to know everything at first, he hoped that Channa could still treat him as the former Yan Fei, and nothing would change.

But it can't be done... From the moment he chose to accept the soul of fate, it was already too late.What's more...he also has the responsibility to let Kanna know that Shiva has always loved him deeply and never betrayed him.

In the past, he always wanted to take Shiva's place in Jinna's heart, but now, he knew that was impossible.

Even his own obsession with Qianna is probably derived from that distant and deep love that lasted for thousands of years.Compared with the pain and entanglement of countless reincarnations, how pale and childish my love for Qianna is, it is vulnerable.But he couldn't let go of Channa. In the past ten years of getting along with him, the attachment to Channa has already penetrated into his bones and blood and embedded in his soul.Even after recovering the memory of several kalpas, this persistence has not faded.

Perhaps both of them are cursed...by an unknown power in the universe, a power far greater than any existing god.

And the world in Qianna completely collapsed.

It turned out that Shiva had never abandoned him, it turned out that Shiva had always loved him deeply, and it turned out that the love between them had never cooled down.

In the past, he thought that what he lost was an irretrievable friendship, but now he realizes that what he lost is far more than that...

If he could perceive the pain in Shiva's heart, if he hadn't only paid attention to his own suffering and ignored Shiva's mood, maybe they are still together now, maybe they have already obtained the stability and happiness that they can't find anywhere.But he didn't, he didn't try hard to understand Shivan's deep and unsearchable heart, and he didn't imagine how desperate Shiva felt every time he saw his miserable appearance.He thought Shiva was strong, stronger than him.

So he lost everything and blamed Shiva for abandoning himself.

She had never hated herself so much.He finally knew that he was really not qualified for happiness.He deserved to endure painful reincarnation again and again, and he deserved to struggle forever in the boundless hell and the human world that was not inferior to hell at all.

Pain... Too painful... Living in this world is too painful... There is no way out, no matter how hard you struggle, there is no hope, no matter how you choose, it is wrong, no matter how hard you try, it is like a mayfly shaking a tree, hopeless and futile.

His pain turned into a cold flame, burning his internal organs.Blood spilled from his mouth, and blood flowed from his eyes.The blood and tears were entangled with the blue pattern on his face, making him look terrifying and mournful.Yan Fei rushed over and hugged the mentally broken Channa tightly, whispering in his ear over and over in vain, "Master...you still have me...I'm still your Yan Fei, I won't leave you... ...Now that I am capable, I will give you everything you deserve for him..."

But Qian Na didn't hear his words at all, he just kept struggling with terrifying strength, even if Yan Fei now had Bo Xun's strength, he still could not suppress it very reluctantly.He didn't dare to relax a little until he couldn't bear the pain and fell into a kind of drowsiness and deep sleep like escaping.

He was sweating profusely, his chest still seemed to be pressed with a heavy lead, and it hurt even to breathe.

This place is a desolate and lonely place in hell, located in the boundless lonely hell outside of Avici Hell.A long time ago, when Brahma defeated the old gods headed by Shiva, those gods who once ruled the world were imprisoned in these lonely hells and could not leave forever.Those fallen celestial beings built countless tall and magnificent tower palaces here, trying to build a new paradise in hell.But they failed, hell is hell, there is only dryness and death everywhere, there is no clean water to drink, no sweet fresh fruit to eat, and the only food that can be eaten is the poisonous meat of dirty bugs, no matter how cleverly used Cooking in the same way can't make them into delicacies.They breathed the heavy sulfur-smelling air, the brilliance of heaven and man on their bodies finally gradually dimmed, their beautiful faces withered quickly, and only skin and bones remained of their plump fat.Within three kalpas, the old gods almost disappeared.

And this palace was once the last palace of Shiva, the most powerful and noble god of destruction in the world.

When Bo Xun came to Hell, he accidentally entered the lonely Hell where the entrance was difficult to find, and found these ancient ruins swallowed by endless Bana flowers.He wandered among the huge, majestic but fearsome and awe-inspiring ancient corpses. The former glory is long gone, but the murals that have not completely faded can still vaguely see the omnipotence and failure of those gods when they were powerful. The later resentment was not reconciled.Bo Xun's heart had been greatly shaken. If the order of the old gods could be shaken, then the current order could also be shaken.

Each of their gods thinks that they have profound blessings and are invincible.But even Shiva will fall one day.

He hoped that when he fell, he didn't look so terrible with resentment.

The later Nirvana Tower was built according to the Shiva Palace in his memory.

At that time, he never imagined that he would use the lonely hell originally used to punish losers as a hiding place.

Yan Fei did not go to look for Asu Yun, he no longer believed him.He came here to wait for the other two gods.

If they will come.

Yan Fei looked at Qian Na in his arms, and carefully wiped away the blood from the green scale ghost's eyes and lips with his sleeve.He frowned tightly, and countless worries lingered in his mind.Will he do anything to hurt himself?Shouldn't he seal his karma sword?However, the Zhan Ye Sword is a part of Jian Na, so it will not hurt him... The only thing that is certain is that he cannot untie the chain, once untied, Jin Na will disappear immediately.

He carefully laid down Tanna and lay flat on the ground, walked outside the palace, opened the Du'e umbrella and spun it.The rolled up wind swept across the surrounding sea of ​​flowers on the other side like a silk, and the red petals were drawn into the umbrella one after another as if they had souls.He returned to the ruins of the palace with an umbrella of manjusawa, and spread them out on the ground like a bed exuding a fishy-sweet aroma.He picked up Zunna and put it on top, hoping that the aroma could bring some peace to Zunna's chaotic mind.Then he quickly left the Hell of Solitude, hunted and killed a few chytrids around the Hell of Abi, brought those disgusting and bloody pieces back to Hell of Solitude, cut half of them into pieces, and spread them on the ground to dry in the air.The rest is carefully cooked with the spices he got from the world to remove the fishy smell as much as possible and add more condiments.Yan Fei has never had the opportunity to cook meat dishes as heavy as braised pork for Tan Yangzi in the human world. After all, Tan Yangzi made it a vegetarian for the long-term protection of his body.But now he finally has a chance...

It's just that I don't know if Master will eat what he made...

Thinking of this, his heart felt another tight pain.

With his efforts, even the disgusting chymeal meat has a greasy and alluring aroma.He took a sip himself and found that he could barely swallow it, so he took a bowl and returned to the sleeping palace.

But at that time, Nana had already woken up.He sat quietly on top of those Bianhua flowers, with long silver-white hair winding behind him, but there was only a blank emptiness on his usually cold and resolute face.Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned his head to look at Yan Fei, but there was no reflection of him in his bright yellow eyes, nor any emotion, as if everything had dried up.

Yan Fei walked up to him carefully, holding the pottery bowl in both hands, "Master, let's eat something."

Qian Na looked at him, there seemed to be a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, "Master?"

"..."

"It seems that you like this game very much?" Nana looked at him with an indescribably mixed expression of emptiness and absurdity, "After showing me everything, you still think I can treat you as your former color No? Are you gods all this stupid?"

Yan Fei felt as if he had been slapped hard on the face, and his cheeks were burning with shame, "I'm sorry, I'm not used to changing my words..."

Qian Na tugged at the chain on his wrist, "How long will you lock me up?"

"..."

"What do you want from me? Just take it." Zunna said in a flat voice without ups and downs, "What posture do you want? Do you want me to turn around? Or do you want me to stand up? If you want to play any tricks, play quickly, and let me go when you get tired of playing."

"Stop talking!" Yan Fei's angry voice had a trace of deep pain, "In your heart, I am such a person??"

"Otherwise? Why must it be me? I'm just one of the countless evil spirits in hell. I don't have any powerful power and no special identity. You are the sixth heavenly demon, and you won't be affected by Shiva Mara's feelings." To the point where you really thought you were in love with me?"

Yan Fei put down the bowl in his hand and lowered his head, "Why can't I fall in love with you? Don't you understand why I became Yan Fei and why I met you? Yan Fei was born for you! "

"Why? Because you want to pay back? Want to give me back a Khiva?" Jian Na's thorny sarcasm made Yan Fei bloody, "You will never be able to replace him!!!"

This situation, as if Yan Fei's nightmare many years ago had come true.

Although Qian Na knew that the other party was no longer the apprentice he remembered, to be precise, the Yan Fei he knew never existed.Everything is a lie, a lie of this beautiful, cunning, manipulative god.But when he saw the heartbroken and desperate expression on Yan Fei's face, he still felt suffocated.

How could he be willing to say such a thing to Yan Fei...

Yan Fei lowered his head, "I didn't think about replacing him...I just...can't lose you anymore..."

Qian Na almost believed in the deep affection that was so realistic that it made the eyes hurt, but he didn't intend to be bewitched again and become a plaything in the hands of this god again.He sneered and said, "Can't lose? You are just influenced by Shiva's obsession, and you heavenly beings simply don't have the ability to be emotional. Don't you want to merge the six realms and rewrite the order? There are so many important things to do, why do you bother?" Wasting time on me?"

Yan Fei never knew before that the words that come out of the master's mouth can hurt people so much.He originally thought that he was ready to accept the wrath of Jianna, but facing those barbed sneers and desert-like indifference, he felt that he would never be ready.

So he fled.

He fled the palace, like a lost traveler, rushed into the sea of ​​flowers outside the palace.His violent movements stirred up the rain of flowers that drifted away in the day, but they were nothing more than stirring up a small wave in the boundless red ocean.

Exhausted, he knelt down and lay among the flowers.His hands were tightly clenched into fists, and the flowers in his hands were smashed to pieces.

"Don't use flowers to vent your anger." A soft sigh floated to his ears along with the fragrance of flowers.Yan Fei sat up.

In the center of Manzhushahua not far away, stands the goddess who is both old and young, ugly and beautiful.Her purple-like long sleeves and silk ribbons fluttered in the wind, and her eyes, half cloudy and half charming, fell on him through the barrier of time.

Po Meng looked at him with a mixed expression of sadness and joy, "As expected, you are back."

Yan Fei lowered his head, "I don't want to come back, but every one of them is forcing me to come back."

"Why do you want to see me?" Meng Po asked.

"Because only you know what the most primitive reincarnation looks like." Yan Fei walked in the direction of Meng Po, "What was reincarnation like in the beginning, before any order was established by heaven and man, before there was no pollution?"