【Yanlu】Ghost

Li Gui has long been unable to recognize the appearance of his beloved before birth.

His last thought before his fall was to kill, and now he only remembers this word.All kinds of past, love and hatred, everything is just a dream.

The person who was attached to his heart all his life, and tried his best to protect him, now has no meaning for him.What drove this crippled body forward was the endless hatred for the world that took everything away from him, and the desire to kill everything.

Whether it is Yan Yu or an innocent woman, there is no difference in Li Gui's eyes at this moment.

But they are all abominable living creatures, just kill them.

He never hated in the past, but now he only has hatred.

Anyone who stands in his way should go to hell with him.

The ghost slowly walked up to the Taoist priest who was struggling.

He stood tall with a sword in his hand, and the Taoist priest was so red with blood that he looked particularly obtrusive.

Yan Yu calmly looked back at his eyes haunted by black air, as if he wanted to persuade him, but he seemed to have given up struggling.If you can die at the hands of your beloved, it is a worthy death.It is better than someone who fell alone somewhere in the world in the previous life and wandered alone for a hundred years.

A wry smile floated on his thin lips.There was a hint of relief in this smile, but also a little helplessness, it looked very bleak.

If it were the usual Lu Shaolin, he would definitely be in such pain that he couldn't help himself.However, right now, Li Gui showed no mercy, he swung his sword and slashed, but Yan Yu didn't hide, he just rushed forward with all his strength at the moment the sword fell, and hugged Li Gui in his arms.

Li Gui was completely unprepared for the sudden action of the person in front of him, the long sword went sideways, and slashed straight along Yan Yu's shoulder, but the other party still hugged the person in his arms tightly and refused to let go, as if that arm was not his own. .

It turned out that Yan Yu understood not only life and death at the moment when Li Gui swung his sword, but also his own feelings for Lu Shaolin.

He always thought that it was Lu Shaolin who was deeply obsessed, and all he could do was to accompany him until he saw it clearly.No matter how the two hit it off, people and ghosts go their separate ways, the day of parting will eventually come.But at some point, the one who couldn't let go gradually turned into me.

Ask yourself, when he took Lu Shaolin out of the deserted courtyard, he might have had a little selfishness.

If at that time he left alone after recovering from his injury, presumably Lu Shaolin would not say anything to persuade him to stay, and the two of them would never have any entanglements again.However, there are some flavors that are hard to let go after you taste them.

Among the people who took the initiative to get close to him in the past, there were very few who did not harbor evil intentions, and Lu Shaolin was the first one.This person's smile is hard to see through, but it is very easy to understand.What he asked for was just a word of love.

In the past, Yan Yu thought he couldn't give it.

now……

That person often sighed that there are many beautiful and happy things in the world, but the Taoist priest chooses to clean up alone, what a pity.

But Lu Shaolin, why don't you understand,

Even though there are all kinds of beautiful scenery in the world, I can't taste the meaning without you.

Yan Yu recited the Qingxin Jue.

Before that, he didn't care about death, life and death were life and death, as long as he did his best in everything he could, he had a clear conscience and no fear of death.Now, as long as I have this moment of nostalgia, I don't want to die.

No matter how good people and things are, they are nothing more than a bowl of water when they reach the underworld.

No matter how clear-headed he was, he still wanted to see this person a few more times.

Therefore, resolve not to fall here.

When Li Gui heard the Qingxin Jue, his mind became more and more frantic, and his limbs struggled violently.

He let out a threatening growl from his throat, his fangs creaking and grinding his lips into bloodstains.However, Yan Yu, who made up his mind and tried his best, hugged him tightly, just like he hugged him just now, even a ghost couldn't break free for a while.

The repeated Qingxin Jue slowly merged into a name between Yan Yu's teeth.Like a clear spring, it slowly flows into the scarlet darkness of ghosts and minds.

Shaolin, don't go any further.

Shaolin, come back quickly.

Come less, come less.

Gradually, the protruding and swelling horns on Li Gui's forehead stopped growing.The hideous expression also began to subside.

The ghostly aura faded from the dark pupils, revealing the clear whites again.

— clang.

The long sword that Li Gui had been holding tightly in his hand fell to the ground.

A pair of pale hands, trembling and carefully, embraced the wound on Yan Yu's chest.

After a long time, Lu Shaolin's choked up voice sounded.

"Brother Yan... I'm sorry..."

He whispered softly.

"...dirty your sword..."

She seemed to want to laugh, but two lines of scarlet tears flowed from her eyes.