Aoyama sees me as I should

When Ji Qingbai used to read painting books, he would always sneer at fox monsters and people dressed in furs, but he didn't expect that when it was his turn, he might not be able to explain it clearly with ten thousand mouths.

The gap between men and women was so great that Ji Qingbai didn't think that Tan Zhang would recognize him even if he was out of his wits, so he didn't think about hiding his usual habits that night in the cave, and he didn't think about how to treat Tan Zhang.

Ji Qingbo didn't believe that the emperor would look at a woman and insist on a man, and he was afraid that the other party was trying to blow up his own words... But what if Tan Zhang really saw through his original body?

Immortals, monsters, elves and ghosts, Ji Qingbai wanted to explain something now, but he was afraid it would be too late.

Tan Zhang's hand lingered on his face for a while, as if he didn't care whether he said it or not, he just said in a low voice: "You said that the Infinite Buddha can't save you, do you know that you are about to die?"

Ji Qingbai blinked, and looked at Tanzhang in disbelief, as if he suddenly understood what the other person was thinking, opened his mouth in surprise, but remained dumb.

The emperor ignored him, and said to himself: "You told me that night that you are not from this world. After I took away those picture books of yours, I read them a few days ago. Immortals go down to the earth to cross the catastrophe, and their bodies die immediately. Are you consummated here?"

Ji Qingbai knew that he had misunderstood, but it was a very different way, but they both came to the same goal inexplicably. Tanzhang thought that he was his disaster, but he never thought that Ji Qingbai was the cause and effect of his evil fate in this world.

Ji Qingbai let out a long sigh, and he recited a formula quietly. Tan Zhang only felt a faint change in the people under him. He wanted to get up and light the lamp, but he was grabbed. Unlike Ji Yu's softness, Ji Qingbai's voice was clear and expressive. : "Your Majesty, people are mortal, so you shouldn't worry about me anymore."

Tan Zhang didn't make a sound for a long time, but Ji Qingbai's hand shook slightly, and he seemed to smile when he heard Tan Zhang.

"You want me to let you go?" Tan Zhang asked.

"No." Ji Qingbai closed his eyes and suppressed the blood in his heart, which was bitter and bitter.

He took a breath and said in a low voice, "I want Your Majesty to kill me with your own hands."

Love parting, can't get what you want, all living beings are suffering.

Before Ji Qingbai went down to the realm, he had thought about how the suffering Buddha would get over, but he never expected that it would actually happen to him in the end.

If there is a choice, Ji Qingbai will definitely not be entangled with Tanzhang's calamity, how can he support the boundless cause and effect of heaven and earth if he is only a god?

What's more, the two-world calamity is a more powerful variable than the Nine Heavens Xuanlei. Ji Qingbai can't guarantee that his own soul will perish. Not to mention, even Tanzhang will suffer from karma. Burning a piece of life into charcoal, the sword mountain purgatory.

So far, Ji Qingbai has to die in this life, and he has to die if he doesn't die, and he has to die well, helping Tanzhang to overcome the bitter calamity of parting and parting.

After Ji Qingbai said this, he felt that all the strength in his body was drained, his mana could not last long, and he didn't feel awkward when the male body and Tan Zhang shared the same bed.

The emperor didn't speak, and Ji Qingbai didn't dare to look at him.

It is often said in the world that love does not know where it started, and it goes deeper and deeper.The living can die, and the dead can live.

The emotional calamity of Tanzhang's life fell on him, and what moved was the pain of his muscles, bones and soul veins. Even if he practiced for ten thousand years, Ji Qingbai could not escape this destined injury and sadness.

The suffering of the Buddha is not his kalpa?

Ji Qingbai lowered his head, and could only comfort him with nonsense words: "Your Majesty shouldn't have let me live in the first place, so you just treat me as Ji Yu... After I die, Your Majesty will no longer be affected by my fate, so that I can live my life." Get rid of the sea of ​​karma."

As soon as Ji Qingbai finished speaking, he suddenly felt a choke in his throat, Tan Zhang actually strangled his neck, Ji Qingbai struggled subconsciously, but he didn't move while grabbing the other's wrist.

Ji Qingbai couldn't breathe, his face was flushed red, and he gradually lost his mind after a while. He was thinking in a daze that Tan Zhang was really going to strangle himself...

As a result, the emperor let go again and threw him into the bed.

Ji Qingbai lay on the quilt coughing until the sky was dark, while Tan Zhang sat aside and watched coldly.

"You're not Ji Yu." The emperor and the others coughed up blood before they stretched out their hands and grabbed Ji Qingbai's hair, lifted his face, looked into the other's eyes, and said calmly, "I don't care who you are. Gods are demons, demons and ghosts, you can only die if I want you to die, and you can only live obediently if I want you to live, understand?"