mousepad-d2 Chapter 62 62
Chapter 62 62
Didn't he kill it?
"Master, have you found any flaws?"
The young man led Ye Ling back to the main hall, talking to him softly; the night was cold, and although several charcoal pots had been burned in the hall, Ye Ling's fingertips were still cold; Sit sideways.
Jing Xi touched the wall of the hot teapot and raised her hand to add a cup of warm water for Ye Ling.
Then the young man groped in his bosom for a while, took out a porcelain bottle, poured some pale yellow sticky honey into it, stirred it with silver chopsticks, and pushed it to Ye Ling, "Master, you have worked hard today, drink some honey water to warm your body. "
Ye Ling took it and took a sip, with a faint sweet taste between his lips and teeth; he still didn't understand Jing Xi's words just now, "You mean...my memory has made a mistake?"
"Master, still remember, is there an unusual scroll in the top floor of the Wensu Pavilion in the previous life?"
Frowning, Ye Ling only knew that this scroll made Jing Xi in his previous life "recognize" his true face, but when he went to check it himself, there was no such scroll at all.
Just as he guessed, this scroll was a fake scroll specially placed by someone in order to frame him.
"So... in your memory, what is the content on that scroll."
The young man's eyes flickered slightly, he avoided Ye Ling's gaze, lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Nine Nether Devouring Spirits."
Although the name is exactly the same, it is completely different from the one in Ye Ling's hand, and the whole article is full of vague and crude generalizations.
Ye Ling suddenly realized that the content of the scroll Jingxi saw must be the "flesh/body" sacrifice known to the world, and without knowing another method of spiritual sacrifice, Jingxi is naturally easily disturbed. Misunderstand yourself.
So who would have placed that scroll?
Ye Ling's first reaction was Yu Lian, and Yu Lian was also the first to be ruled out.
Regarding the timing of Yu Lian's appearance in Wensu Pavilion and the subsequent plots, if he did this, the subsequent plots can correspond one by one.
But the problem is that this is tantamount to pouring dirty water on Ye Ling, and Yu Lian will never do it.
"It's the Devil Emperor."
Jing Xi looked at Ye Ling's tired face, feeling pity in her heart.
Since he could sense the fluctuation and awakening of the Devil Emperor's aura, the Devil Emperor must have been able to perceive his position when his demon bloodline awakened, and thus know the identities of Xuan Qingzong and Ye Ling.
The Devil Emperor must be very curious about Jingxi's 15-year-old breaking the curse of the half-devil, so it is not impossible for him to come to Xuanqingzong to find out what happened.
"The demons have not changed in the past [-] years, so there must be a reason for the demon emperor's naturally aggressive personality; when I first fought against him, I found that his body had suffered irreversible damage, and it would not survive a hundred years without accidents."
So he needs a new body.
Jing Xi didn't think of this at first, but Si Yao's "I didn't hear" reminded him again and again today, which reminded him suddenly that in Jing Xi's memory of the previous life, there was no specific picture of the massacre of Xuan Qingzong.
At that time, he was almost red-eyed, and when he woke up, everyone told him that Xuan Qingzong had completely fallen.
Ye Ling looked at him, paused, and was a little puzzled, "If the devil emperor Jiu occupies the magpie's nest, how can you kill him later?"
"Compared to human spiritual consciousness, the devil's strength is almost a hundred times stronger; the devil emperor was able to succeed at that time only because my blood had just awakened. After I got used to it, he would naturally not be able to—"
Jing Xi lowered her head and analyzed for a while. When she was thinking about adding another cup of warm water to Ye Ling, she found that the man was so exhausted that he could no longer hold on. He was resting his head on his left hand, breathing lightly, his long eyelashes were trembling slightly, and his eyelids were fluttering up and down. Stand up.
So he smiled, stepped forward to hug him, lowered his head and said softly to him, "Master, hook my neck."
Ye Ling frowned, as if she thought Jing Xi was noisy, she shrank her head into her arms, and grabbed the skirt of the young man's chest with one hand.
This is a gesture of dependence and relaxation in the unconscious.
Gently placing the person on the inner side of the bed, Ye Ling's slender body sank slightly into the soft bed; Jing Xi was about to pull her hand out, but saw the already asleep man humming dissatisfiedly, reaching out and grabbing the corner of his clothes, revealing A thin white wrist.
As soon as his Adam's apple rolled, the young man who was half kneeling on the couch hooked his lips into a smile, put his face close to Ye Ling's ear, and murmured in an almost seductive tone,
"Master wants me to stay tonight?"
"If Master doesn't speak, Jing Xi will take it as a response."
As soon as the words were finished, Jing Xi didn't even want to take off her coat. Once she took off her shoes, she lay on the outside of the bed, turned over and hugged her with peace of mind.
As soon as the sky was slightly bright the next day, everyone arrived in the dark room of Luanyun Hall early, and stood beside the crystal coffin with dignified expressions.
Among them, Ye Ling and Jing Xi came the latest, and the young man seemed to have never changed clothes, so Ye Ling obediently led them into the house.
The other two people in the room didn't notice it, and all their attention was on Yun Xi in the crystal coffin.
As one of the four great gods in the world, the crystal coffin protects Yunxi's body very well. After wiping, his handsome face is rosy, and his light pink lips are still moist. After a long time, people can't help but want to kiss him .
Jing Xi and Ye Ling stood behind the other three, the young man rested his head on Ye Ling's shoulder lightly, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Master, don't be afraid, Yunxi will be fine."
The efficacy of Nine-tailed Feather Spirit against bones is well-known all over the world, and it has only been a day since Yunxi's accident, so no matter what happens, nothing will happen.
Yu Lian, who was beside the crystal coffin, seemed to have a feeling, turned her head and looked coldly at Jing Xi who was leaning against Ye Ling, with undisguised disgust in her eyes.
Then he turned around, took a deep breath, and as the third eye slowly opened on his forehead, a huge fox tail grew behind him.
At the same time, the golden nine-tailed feather spirit in the young man's hand was gradually stained with a layer of blood, and began to spin rapidly in his palm, and finally soared into the air, bursting with dazzling white light, and then fell on Yunxi's forehead, gradually disappearing.
The rest of the people didn't dare to show their anger. After a long while, Yu Lian stood up slowly with no expression on his face. When he walked past Ye Ling, his body shook violently.
Ye Ling hurriedly supported him, and asked how he was doing eagerly.
Yu Lian was stunned by surprise, her beautiful eyebrows slowly frowned, and gave Jing Xi a cold look again, her tone was a little alienated and indifferent, "I hope Master will not rest too late in the future, it will be bad for your health."
Having said that, the young man didn't push away Ye Ling's hand, allowing him to be carefully helped outside to rest.
Seeing this, Jing Xi also followed out.
Qingyu couldn't come because of urgent matters, so only Qingqiu and Siyao were left in the room; after Siyao carried Yunxi to the bed in the hall, the two stood by the couch together, each remaining silent.
"I didn't fulfill my duties as a father. Thank you for taking care of Yunxi these years."
For this "father" who hadn't appeared in more than [-] years, Si Yao only heard a vague three-pointer, and was not very interested.
So when faced with Qingqiu's extremely sincere words, Si Yao remained unmoved, and said indifferently and perfunctorily, "No, I'm good to Yunxi, and it has nothing to do with you."
Some of them may be just a moment of kindness at the beginning, but all of them must have desires for a long time.
If you want, you will be moved, and if you have thoughts, you will never forget.
Hearing the man pause for a moment, he still did not give up and said, "Even so, I still implore Yunxi to stay in the palace after waking up—"
"He won't stay," Si Yao finally raised his head and interrupted aloud, his eyes were dark and cold, "Because I'm not here."
As if awakened by the conversation between the two, the young man lying flat on the bed suddenly frowned, his eyelashes trembling slightly.
Before he opened his eyes, he opened his mouth slightly, and his thin lips moved.
Si Yao immediately leaned over, his ears almost touching two lips.
Familiar with the warm breath, Yunxi uttered a soft sound in Si Yao's ear.
"Master...hug."
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