After the rebirth, the master takes orders and asks him

Chapter 60: House Flowers Become Wild Flowers?

Xie Jincheng gathered his spiritual power in the palm of his hand, condensed a cold dagger, and slowly brought it to his heart.

Against that beating heart.

The tip of the dagger easily pierced through the clothes, tearing the flesh underneath, leaving traces of blood.

Xie Jincheng's face turned pale.

He would always feel a lot of pain in his body, the cold and piercing pain in his heart made him even slow down his breathing, he frowned and decided to stab it directly——

Suddenly, a glaring white light appeared on his body.

Xie Jincheng felt that he could no longer control his body, and even his vision began to blur.

Only the pain in the heart is always so clear.

He thought vaguely: am I going to die of pain?

An anxious voice came from the system.

【Host! !where did you go? ? 】

The body seems to be lifted into the air all of a sudden, all senses are instantly blurred, nothing can be heard, nothing can be seen, leaving only an empty nothingness.

At this time, he heard someone calling him——

"Acheng."

This name gave him an inexplicable familiarity, as if he had been called countless times.

He opened his eyes.

Yun Rong's face was close at hand, appearing at an extremely close distance, slightly frowned, and called out again carefully

"Acheng?"

As if eagerly waiting for a response.

There is a faint fragrance in the air, which is the breath of the soul-fixing grass.

It turned out that what Yun Rong was holding was the soul he had lost.

He was also Xie Jincheng of that life in the mortal world.

The soul is incomplete, and it is all supported by love. Yunrong thought that the soul-fixing grass would allow him to make up for the incomplete soul, but in the end it pulled Xie Jincheng's main soul back from the original body.

But now, this memory that the system said would never be recalled clearly appeared in Xie Jincheng's mind.

Every scene, from life to death, from beginning to end, from the phrase "Did I see you somewhere?" when we first met, to the last time it completely disappeared in his life and never came back...

These memories are deeply engraved in the lost memory of this soul, and now, they are also engraved in Xie Jincheng's mind.

It almost made him miserable.

Xie Jincheng clutched his chest, the pain there was severe, as if someone had put a knife in it, and he was strangling to death, the pain was so painful.

What he desperately wants and cannot get now is what he destroyed with his own hands back then.

How beautiful and pure the love in that life was, how deep the pain is now.

It was as if he wanted to return all the pain he hadn't endured when he took revenge on Yun Rong.

He curled up, so painful that he could only nest in Yunrong's arms.

This time, Yunrong never pushed him away, hugged him gently like countless times before, and whispered in his ear fearfully:

"what happened to you?"

Xie Jincheng said with a trembling voice, "I hurt..."

"Where does it hurt?" Yun Rong's face became anxious when he heard him say it hurt, and she stroked his face up and down, as if to comfort him.

He only saw any side effects when using the Soul-fixing Grass, and immediately sent all the spiritual power to him.

It was extraordinarily gentle and cautious, as if afraid that he would not be able to bear it.

Gentle as Xie Jincheng treated him in Mortal World.

"It won't hurt soon, don't be afraid."

Xie Jincheng was in more pain.

In Yunrong's eyes, they are not alone anymore.

Separating from his soul, waiting stubbornly in the mortal world for hundreds of years, and then being found by Yunrong, it is not.

He would even rather lie to him that it was Mu Se than let him know, he just didn't want to have any more involvement with him.

I just want to love Xie Jincheng in this mortal world wholeheartedly.

The two have suffered and owed each other for several lifetimes, hurt each other, and were entangled in love and hate. Only in that short lifetime, their love was clean and pure.

In the end, Yun Rong only had that soul.

Nothing else.

Xie Jincheng didn't dare to let him know, so he could only let himself be the one.

"Does it still hurt?" Seeing that he was not shaking so much, Yun Rong patted his back and asked softly in his ear.

Xie Jincheng huddled in his arms, Weng said:

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Yunrong seemed relieved, with a smile on his face, kissed his face, reached out to pick up the clothes beside the bed, and wanted to dress him one by one.

But Xie Jincheng grabbed him with his hands.

"No."

Yun Rong blinked slightly, seeing that the face of the person in front of him did not seem to be joking, before he had time to speak, Xie Jincheng came over and kissed him on the lips.

I kissed him a lingering kiss, and at the end, panting lightly, leaned on his body, hooked his neck, buried my head in the crescent of his neck, greedily inhaled the familiar breath, and whispered:

"I miss you."

Want it so so much.

This sentence made Yun Rong's heart ache a little.

Just such a wisp of remnant soul stubbornly in the mortal world, waiting alone for hundreds of years.

How could you not want to?

"This time I can stay with you forever, not just for ten years."

After all, he kissed her.

Yunrong's cold face was stained with blush, he gently put Xie Jincheng down, covering his body, and gently sucked his lips.

……

During the movement, Xie Jincheng subconsciously moved his hand toward his body, and Yun Rong's body visibly froze.

Xie Jincheng woke up, took his hand back instantly, hooked his waist and said: "You come..."

Yun Rong didn't do what he thought, and put the flash of absurd thoughts behind him.

It rained outside the window.

The land that has been dry for a long time, suddenly absorbs the rain, inch by inch, without leaving a single drop.

When the wind and rain hit, the raindrops fell little by little, trying to cover the whole land, moisten it, and fill it with its own rain.

Xie Jincheng was immersed in it at first, and his heart was filled with the satisfaction of regaining what was lost, until he felt Yunrong's spiritual power sucked towards him little by little.

He stood there in a daze, thinking of Yu Huan's words back then, his heart began to ache again.

——For you, he turned himself into a furnace for people to smoke.

Seeing him crying, Yun Rong kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Did it hurt you?"

Xie Jincheng said in a hoarse voice, "No...it doesn't hurt..."

He embraced the person on his body, surrounded him and said:

"Don't stop."

Yun Rong supported his body, lightly pecked the corner of his lips, and said softly: "Okay."

……

Wan Jianzong, Changming Peak.

Since Ji Qinglin saw Xie Jincheng go in that day, he hasn't seen him come out, at first he just thought he was sad, and he will be fine in a few days.

As a result, these few days are half a month.

He finally got anxious.

I also learned from Su Yu that the relationship between the two of them was not as simple as an ordinary master and apprentice.

It's about lying on the same bed.

Ji Qinglin was shocked at that moment.

But Su Yu was vague about the details, no matter how he asked or threatened, he refused to say it.

After all, Xie Jincheng also had a lot of credit for what he did to Yun Rong.

It doesn't matter if Su Yu doesn't say anything, but he doesn't say the whole thing, Ji Qinglin can only guess on his own.

Seeing Xie Jincheng's distraught look a few days ago, he almost concluded that Yun Rong was sorry for him.

He kicked open the door of Xie Jincheng's room, thinking of pulling his unconscious brother out and scolding him soberly.

In the quiet room, Xie Jincheng lay motionless on the bed.

Ji Qinglin rushed over and wanted to pull him up, but his tentacles were icy cold, which made his scalp numb and he withdrew his hand suddenly.

"Senior brother?!"

no respond.

He stretched out his hand to Xie Jincheng's face with closed eyes again, sniffed his breath, then his pupils suddenly clustered, and his voice rose eight degrees.

"Thank you Jincheng!!!"

He was so shocked that he didn't even call out his senior brother.

Now, with a cold corpse lying here, he naturally couldn't think of the real reason, so he could only think that he committed suicide due to emotion.

Su Yu was also nearby, upon hearing the commotion, he ran in immediately, but bumped into Ji Qinglin head-on with red eyes, and was about to rush out murderously with his pure eyes in his hands.

Seeing his posture, Su Yu stopped him and asked quickly:

"where are you going?"

Ji Qinglin looked back at him with dark eyes.

"Demon Realm!"

"What are you going to do?"

"Master Killer!"

Su Yu's pupils dilated slowly, and then frantically shouted into the room: "Xie Jincheng, your junior brother is going to seek death, won't you stop him?!"

But it is impossible for Xie Jincheng to answer him now.

Without further ado, Ji Qinglin directly flew out of Wanjianzong with Yujian and headed straight for the Demon Realm.

Su Yu couldn't stop him at all, and immediately rushed into the room to look for Xie Jincheng, and then saw Xie Jincheng lying there quietly, without any life...

Ji Qinglin took Chun Jun to fly towards the Demon Realm, but the sword under him seemed to know what he was going to do, and stopped halfway through the flight, refusing to take a step forward.

Ji Qinglin said coldly: "Are you going?"

Chun Jun directly pretended to be dead.

"Do you think I can't go without you?"

Ji Qinglin jumped off the Chunjun sword, leaped into the clouds, and flew straight to the Demon Realm.

Chunjun immediately chased after him and stopped in front of him.

Ji Qinglin threw spiritual power at it, trying to imprison it, but the spiritual power went right into it.

The next moment, the snow-white Chun Jun glowed with a faint red light, and a fiery red figure became clearer and clearer, and gradually condensed into a human shape, with clearer facial features.

A pair of single phoenix eyes, thin red lips, charming but not bewitching.

Ji Qinglin stared at that person, obviously didn't recognize him, but felt a little uncomfortable.

"……Who are you?"

That figure flew over, hugged him tightly, and whispered in his ear: "Be obedient, don't go, you can't beat the master."

The voice also gave him a very familiar feeling.

Before Ji Qinglin could figure out where this feeling came from, the figure holding him in front of him quickly dissipated.

Completely disappeared.

The Chun Jun sword fell from mid-air, Ji Qinglin immediately reached out to grab it, holding the sword that has been with him until now, Ji Qinglin was stunned.

The vaguely familiar aura that had always existed in the sword could no longer be found.

Chunjun didn't stop him anymore, as if he was no different from any sword in the world.

Ji Qinglin felt a little pain in his heart, but the pain came inexplicably, and it was fleeting.

His face returned to normal, he left the red figure behind, and plunged into the demon world.

After all, the one who dies and comes back is not that person after all.

Demon world.

Xie Jincheng was lowering his head, kissing Yunrong, enjoying the stolen joy and affection, when a piercing sword light galloped towards him with a clear target.

He was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, Yun Rong grabbed him and turned around, hiding him behind him, and then a sword light slashed Chun Jun sword back.

But the force was very light and didn't hurt Ji Qinglin at all.

Ji Qinglin sneered and said:

"You protect your concubine."

Xie Jincheng, the concubine hiding behind Yunrong: "..."

He frowned and thought to himself, it's over.