Reader he cries hoarsely [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 91

Shen Qingzhu's expression began to change uncontrollably. He thought a lot in his mind, and finally all settled on one sentence: Ao Sheng must not die.

In fact, he has never had the concept of just caring about the word death.

And especially in the novels he didn't understand, after those protagonists or supporting characters died, those people looked sad and painful.

That kind of feeling is too strange to him, and what he has not really experienced, no matter how vividly others describe it, it is impossible to truly put himself into it.

But until this moment, Shen Qingzhu suddenly felt that...he seemed to have a very clear understanding of death.

This may mean that Ao Sheng will stay away from him from now on, and there will be no one around him who is worried about him anytime and anywhere, and who is wholeheartedly thinking about him.

After his death, everyone in Yaotian Realm may feel that it is a pity that the eldest disciple of Luoyang Peak has died at such a young age. There are hidden regrets in his words, but there will never be anything deeper layer stuff.

Shen Qingzhu's lips trembled slightly twice, his throat seemed to be clogged with something difficult to swallow for a moment, he made a difficult swallowing movement, and said, "What does the devil mean by this?"

"Master Shen, do you know why the king of the demon race has any contact with the prophet of the human race?" The demon king put his elbow on the stone table, rested his face on his palm, and used the index finger and middle finger of that hand repeatedly. He knocked on his face, but he didn't feel that he had done anything earth-shattering between his words.

He glanced at Shen Qingzhu's cold expression, smiled and said, "The prophet Jia Luo of the human race found me and said that there is someone who can cut off the connection between me and the demon race, and that person can also heal my body. Let me no longer have to be a furnace and nourishment."

After hearing the words "stove cauldron and nourishment", Shen Qingzhu's eyelashes trembled, and he raised his head instantly, looking at the Demon Lord.

He didn't know the ins and outs of the matter, but based on the dragon's blood, dragon's saliva and his body, the furnace and the nourishment...as well as the relationship with the dragon clan mentioned by the demon king, he made a very bold guess.

The birth of Ao Sheng became a mystery. Shen Qingzhu felt that the Dragon Clan would eventually be wiped out even if it was not because of the psychic ancient wood of the Yao Clan, so Ao Sheng was left behind as a last resort. Hundreds of thousands of members of the Dragon Clan The power to keep Ao Sheng alive, and to live with the hope of the whole family.

So the Dragon Tomb is so big, but it can still retain a place full of vitality, but the source of that place... He thought it was the ancestor of the dragon clan before, but now it seems that it is the devil.

It's no wonder that Ao Sheng became a demon in the end, no wonder he chose to form an alliance with the demons and finally attack the whole world... All of this, thinking about it now, is so transparent.

Ao Sheng is not a human being, so he was abandoned by the human race. He is not a pure-bred demon, so he was chased and killed by the demon clan in an attempt to dedicate him to the psychic ancient tree, and even...he is not a pure-bred dragon race.

Shen Qingzhu's lips became more and more dry. He licked his lips and took a sip of the already cold tea. Sure enough, it was so cold that his internal organs began to feel cold.

Jia Luo and Mojun saw this change in his eyes, so they looked at each other, and turned away at the same time.

"Peak Master Shen, I'm afraid he's already thought it through." Mo Jun finally put down his hand resting on his chin, and then drew his index finger around the top of the cup. After falling down, he gently kneaded the cup noodles and said, "I know Peak Master Shen must not be able to calm down to discuss the next thing at this moment, I still have half a year to live... You can think about it slowly."

Shen Qingzhu raised his head, his gaze was full of confusion and helplessness that he hadn't noticed, he looked at the face of the devil in front of him without saying a word, until the devil turned to leave, he suddenly stretched out his hand , grabbed Mojun's wrist straightly.

His voice was difficult, as if what he was about to say had exhausted his life's strength, he looked up at the Demon Lord, and said, "I can give you the dragon saliva in the pool."

There was finally a crack in Mojun's expression, he held Shen Qingzhu's hand instead, and said, "Really?!"

"The premise is." Shen Qingzhu raised his head and said slowly, "Tell me first, the method to prevent the resurrection of the dragon clan, and the elements of the resurrection of the dragon clan."

Jia Luo lowered his eyelids at this moment, walked up to the Demon Lord, and said to Shen Qingzhu, "It is better for Peak Master Shen not to know about some things. As long as the only lifeline connecting the Demon Lord and the Dragon Tomb is cut off ', fed by the body of the demon king, the dragon clan who can only survive... will perish in an instant and never come back to life."

Shen Qingzhu pursed her lips and thought for a while, and finally let go of the Demon Lord's hand.

He suddenly felt so tired, whether it was his body or his mind... he felt that he couldn't even lift his fingers.

The Demon Lord had already left under Jia Luo's signal, and only Shen Qingzhu and Jia Luo were left in the huge courtyard.Jia Luo sat in front of Shen Qingzhu, his hands stopped standing up, and they were placed flat on his knees, supporting Shen Qingzhu's chin with one hand.

His face was as compassionate as an eternal Buddha statue, but it seemed to be engraved on it, lacking a trace of the five senses of being a human being. Shen Qingzhu stared at him blankly, with a blank mind, unable to think of anything.

The two of them watched quietly for a while, and after a long time, Jia Luo said, "Everything has a cause and an effect. If Master Shen can survive the catastrophe of fate, what awaits you in the future is what you hope for."

what he wished for?

Until Jia Luo left here with Zhu Hua who had recovered but hadn't woken up yet, Shen Qingzhu couldn't figure it out, such a sentence that was very easy for him to think of at ordinary times, but at this moment because his mind was messed up, what? Can't think of anything.

It wasn't until the night was getting dark that Shen Qingzhu's body was covered with a piece of clothing that still had human body temperature, and he suddenly woke up, looking up at the hand on his shoulder.

Ao Sheng always had that expression, as if the whole world collapsed in front of him and it had nothing to do with him, but after seeing Shen Qingzhu's eyelashes with some water stains, he frowned for a moment.

He seemed a little at a loss, he put his hands beside him and didn't know what to do, after a while he raised his hand and gently touched Shen Qingzhu's eyes.

The moonlight was very red, and it didn't bring a strong color when it reflected on Shen Qingzhu's face, but there were some red lines around the outline. His face was still that kind of moon white, there was no wetness on his cheeks, but some on the ground hadn't completely dried out. water stains.

He looked down at the ground, so that the tears would not leave traces on his face, but would fall directly to the ground.

"Why are you crying?" Ao Sheng said in a low voice, and half-kneeled in front of Shen Qingzhu, looking at Shen Qingzhu's face that was clearly crying but looked very dazed, looked at him for a long time at a loss, and could only hold his face lightly. light kisses.

Shen Qingzhu knew that he was crying. While crying, he felt sleepy and tired. He was clearly suffering, but he just couldn't stop his tears. He had already cried to the point of yawning, and he could rest for a while and continue to cry.

At that time, he was still thinking endlessly, it would be great if Lu Lu Lu was here, so that he would not cry alone, he could cry with Lu Lu Lu, Lu Lu Lu must be a particularly sensitive and sentimental dog , it will definitely be worse than his crying.

After Lu Lulu cried worse than him, Shen Qingzhu might not feel so uncomfortable.

But now it's Ao Sheng.

Shen Qingzhu blinked, and the first tear that fell on his face fell down along the way, and happened to land on Ao Sheng's wrist, with the temperature that had just left his eye sockets, Ao Sheng's hands trembled so hot one time.

He reached out and touched Shen Qingzhu's forehead, and said in a low voice, "Master, you have caught the cold."

No wonder he felt that the more he cried, the more tired he was.

Shen Qingzhu couldn't help but yawned again. After blinking her eyes, she buried her whole body in Ao Sheng's arms. She rubbed her face against the soft fabric of his clothes, and waited until her face was dry. Well, he switched to the other side and said listlessly, "It's nothing, I just feel like crying all of a sudden."

This reason is really not convincing.

Ao Sheng pursed his lips, but he didn't intend to get entangled in this. After probing for a long time, he finally chose not to ask anything. After hugging Shen Qingzhu, he looked at Shen Qingzhu who had closed his eyes in his arms, and said: If he didn't send it, he took him back.

As soon as the door was closed, Ao Sheng led him into the small black room.

Shen Qingzhu had already given him permission, and he and Shen Qingzhu could enter and exit this space at will.

After Ao Sheng went in, he held Shen Qingzhu while walking, took off his clothes, and softly coaxed him to sleep. The voice was low and deep, and Shen Qingzhu felt very hypnotized when he heard it.

But he didn't want to sleep, even if his head started to swell, even if his eyes started to feel a pain after being burned by the fire as soon as he closed them, he kept closing his eyes forcibly and pretending to sleep.

He didn't know how to explain to Ao Sheng why he was crying just now—he had been here for so long, although he couldn't remember how many times he cried, but the total number of times he couldn't reach with one hand added up. More than the total of the 20 years he lived.

And the source of most of the crying comes from the same person.

Shen Qingzhu finally opened his eyes, and when he felt a burst of warmth coming from his body, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Soaked in warm water, the floating feeling and the people around him gave him a long-lost familiarity. Shen Qingzhu sighed, moved himself up, noticed the cold skin on Ao Sheng's body, and used his own phase In contrast, her hot lips gently kissed his neck, saying, "Ao Sheng, I want you."