He is like the old man, not the old man

Fu Yin suppressed his voice, and looked at the two people by the pool with wide eyes.

After a few moments in the charming atmosphere, a faint smell of blood dissipated. Yingran threw away the person leaning on him, walked to the water's edge, and began to wash the blood on her hands.

The person who was lingering with him was lifeless, limp and slumped on the ground, the cold wind blew his loose hair, stood with his backlit, took a few leisurely steps to the side of the corpse, kicked it lightly, and the corpse rolled into the pool , breaking a pool of quiet moonlight.

Fu Yin stood stiffly on the spot.

He only saw the way Yingran spoke softly to him, and only knew that Yingran would raise the butcher's knife for him, but he never thought that Yingran would also kill people behind his back, even though everyone was fighting with him these days Talk about Yingran's ruthless slaughter of [-] immortals and demons.

The night was very still.

Yingran leaned against the boulder by the pool, and seemed to have fallen asleep. Fu Yin looked at it for a long time, then stood up in a daze, and walked towards Yingran.

At every step, he seemed to be able to hear the wailing of those tragic dead soldiers, layer by layer, pressing heavily on his spine, questioning why he ignored thousands of innocent souls who had passed away for Yingran.

If a soldier dies, he should die on the battlefield, by the blade of the enemy, not by Yingran's selfishness.

Yingran was awakened by the sound of chaotic footsteps. He opened his eyes and looked towards the person coming.

"Fu Yin..."

Rejoicing for a moment, Fu Yin grabbed Yingran's skirt and pushed him against the stone.

"Yingran, what did you do?" Fu Yin was dizzy, and could barely make out what to say, "Why did you do this?"

Yingran glanced at the blood-stained water from the corner of her eye, and said clearly, "Did you see it?"

Fu Yin remembered the soft armor that the man was wearing, suppressed his anger and asked: "He is just an immortal soldier guarding Tiangang Lake, why did you kill him?"

Yingran smiled and said softly: "Fu Yin, you see, I have become a sinful demon now, but my body was obtained by killing, and my heart was formed by demon seeds. I need Feeding it with blood, Immortal Soldiers did nothing wrong, but he is the only one I can see."

Fu Yin's back felt cold.

Yingran is so contemptuous of life, as cold as if she just broke a bunch of flowers.

Yingran touched Fu Yin's face, her voice was infinitely gentle, "I was imprisoned for three months, and I want to see you every day, Fu Yin, if I don't kill them, how can I last until you come?"

Fu Yin stood up abruptly, he stepped back a few steps, and stepped on the cold pool water, so startled that he suddenly turned his head to look at Tiangang Pond, and in a blink of an eye, he seemed to see those innocent dead people in the pool, with pairs of eyes , all looking at him resentfully.

He suddenly understood the words of the Emperor of Heaven.

Yingran called him: "Fu Yin?"

Fu Yin looked at the surface of the water, feeling the pain in his head, but his expression gradually calmed down, "Yingran, the legend of the fairy world, you are my brother."

Yingran paused, and replied: "I know."

"Father wants me to kill you with my own hands."

"I know."

"Ying Ran."

"I'm here."

"Why aren't you afraid?"

Fu Yin stood a few steps away, watching him quietly.

"I was born because of you, Fu Yin. To die at your hands is the end of my destiny."

Fu Yin's eyes moved, and the moonlight reflected the color of water in his eyes.

He suddenly wanted to call out brother, to fulfill Yingyingran's long-cherished wish, but he couldn't, because he knew that if he called out, the resolution he had just made would be broken.

Yingran saw the tears in Fu Yin's eyes, feeling helpless, he took a drop of water from the pool, waved it lightly, sprinkled the sky with fluorescent light, and dazzled Fu Yin's eyes.

Fluorescence moved with the wind, paving a path in the direction of Fu Yinlai.

Yingran issued an order to chase away the guests: "Go back."

Fu Yin gave him a deep look, turned and left.

Yingran's voice came with the wind, blowing a faint light all the way.

"It's late at night, beware of slippery roads."

The battle between immortals and demons has come to an end.

Yingran, the fifth son of the Emperor of Heaven, has been undercover in the demon world for a hundred years. Due to the invasion of demon energy, he lost control and fell into a demon, slaughtering the immortal soldiers on the battlefield; The emperor's son Tan has already chosen the master, and will soon succeed the emperor of heaven.

"I'm glad you finally figured it out." The Heavenly Emperor handed the Emperor Seal to Fu Yin.

Fu Yin said nothing.

The Emperor of Heaven saw his dissatisfaction and asked him, "Is there still grievance in your heart?"

Fu Yin said indifferently: "Although Yingran made a mistake, father and elder brother couldn't pick it clean either."

The immortal soldier killed by Yingran was not the abandoned son of the Emperor of Heaven and Chang Chu.

The Emperor of Heaven was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said: "This is true."

Fu Yin pressed the emperor's seal and looked at him calmly.

The Heavenly Emperor had peaceful eyes, but his words were indifferent, "As long as you can sit safely on this emperor's throne, what if Gu and Chang Chu bear some sins for you?"

Fu Yin was silent for a moment, and curled his lips without a smile.

The throne was about to change, Mu Xi and Jun Xi were connected to the Immortal Realm, and started to decorate the Immortal Palace. Seeing that Fu Yin had no expression all day long, he went to persuade him, "Your Highness, why don't you go out and relax?"

Fu Yin shook his head.

Mu Xi said: "Your Highness will become the Lord of the Immortal Realm now, why don't you go find someone you like and express your heart?"

Fu Yin's heart moved, he thought of Ye Taiheng's appearance that night, and his heart seemed to be gently scratched.

Seeing that his brows were becoming clearer, Jun Xi smiled and pushed him to the door, "Alright, alright, Your Highness, let's go and fulfill your wish, servants and servants, wait for His Highness to come back with good news!"

Fu Yin didn't know whether to be ashamed or to laugh, for a few days the dark clouds shone through because of Tai Heng's name, which revived his silent heart.

After inquiring about the news, he went to the banquet garden to look for Tai Heng, but he couldn't see anyone on the left or right, and suddenly the voices of Tai Heng and Lin Zhi came from behind the wall.

"Linzhi, I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?"

"I have the one I want."

Fu Yin paused.

Lin Zhi was a little curious, "Who is it?"

Taiheng's voice was soaked in honey, "His name is Yingran."

A thunderbolt fell, and Fu Yin suddenly lost his senses. He walked back to the Immortal Palace with his feet fluttering. He supported the wobbly Fu Yin.

"Your Highness, what's the matter, Your Highness?"

"But no one was found?"

"Your Highness? Don't hold back!"

"The slaves are with you!"

"Your Highness, Your Highness?"

Fu Yin shook his head and buried himself in the quilt.

Yingran was still sitting by the pool, looking leisurely, but Fu Yin had ordered the guards to forbid the guards from approaching Yingran without authorization, so that he failed to kill anyone for several days, and his complexion turned pale.

Fu Yin sat next to him, Yingran moved her fingers, and made a gesture of grabbing, but did not make a move.

He is restraining the bloodthirsty desire in his heart.

Fu Yin didn't feel afraid, maybe he had suffered a lot recently, and he became more courageous.

"When did you meet Tai Heng?" Fu Yin asked.

Yingran was slightly startled, "You came here for him."

Fu Yin clenched his hands into fists, "You know that I like him... Are you trying to annoy me on purpose, or are you treating him sincerely?"

Yingran replied: "Fu Yin, I am separated from you. You have a deep obsession with him, and it has the same weight for me."

Fu Yin was silent for a moment, the fact was so absurd that it almost made him laugh, but it was also so heavy that it made him want to cry.

Yingran said softly: "Fu Yin, you have many people who love and protect you, and I'm just one of them. Thousands of years have passed, how can you still remember me? I was born to be with you for hundreds of years. Besides you No one else knows and cherishes me—Fu Yin, I also want someone who can remember me forever after I die."

His eyes fell on Fu Yin's body, it was clearly extremely gentle, but it was like the tentacles of darkness overflowing from the abyss, swallowing Fu Yin completely.