Chapter 100: The Mottled Past (1)

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Ling Suxue sat drowsy and staggered at the table.

Drinking from one pot after another, his eyes were sad and sad about the waves of the deep sea, and the undercurrent was turbulent, but he didn't say a word.

After a long time, a familiar call was faintly heard from above.

"Sister Ling! Sister Ling! ”

When Ling Suxue heard this, she immediately sobered up. Xiao Yuan woke up, great!

Then, she got up the bench to leave.

The strange light of the phoenix's eyes flickered, and the soles of her shoes were like being stained with superglue, and she couldn't take a step with all her might.

"Young man, Xiao Yuan is awake, I will go and see!"

"Don't!" Died of resignation.

"You drink here, and you don't need me to do anything, please let me go and see Xiao Yuan!"

"Why don't I need you to do anything? You didn't see the drinks spilling on me. Faintly tilting the flask against his chest, the gurgling liquor quickly wetting his deep-sea blue satin.

"You ......" Ling Suxue was helpless, took out Juan Pa from her sleeve, and gently wiped it for him.

The clothes stained with wine couldn't be wiped clean, so Ling Suxue just finished sucking the wine on his body with Juan Pa and continued to plead: "Let me go to see Xiao Yuan." ”

The death was faintly cold as ice: "Xiao Yuan, does he have feet?" ”

"Yes."

"Is he blind?"

"Not blind."

"That's fine, sit here for me, and wait for him to come to you." Faint and her eyes flashed, and Ling Suxue obediently sat back on the stool.

After a while, the pale-faced Fu Zhengyuan really came down the stairs, he ran to Ling Suxue, and complained in a voice: "Sister Ling, I shouted you so loudly, why didn't you agree?" ”

"Xiao Yuan! My sister wants to accompany this son, go back and rest! Ling Suxue gently pushed Fu Zhengyuan.

Fu Zhengyuan, who had a keen mind, noticed the sadness under Ling Suxue's lightly smiling face, and immediately took out a short dagger from his pocket, put the blade against Yu Yuyin's back, and asked vigilantly: "What did you do to Sister Ling?" She's not going to leave anyone I care about! ”

The faint phoenix glanced at it and sneered: "At a young age, my ability is not small, and he even threatened me with a knife!" ”

Ling Suxue panicked and hurriedly went to grab the dagger.

Fu Zhengyuan moved the dagger and accidentally cut Ling Suxue's hand.

The bubbling red blood, like a sprinkling of peach blossoms, splashed on the luxurious satin garment of the dark blue.

"Sister Ling, I'm sorry!" Fu Zhengyuan immediately threw away the dagger and pressed the inch-long knife edge in Ling Suxue's palm.

Ling Suxue frowned and endured the pain: "It's okay, you quickly pick up the knife and go back to the bedroom first, and when my sister is done with this matter, I will go to you." ”

"But you're hurt!" Fu Zhengyuan didn't want to go.

"It's okay, my sister can hold on." Ling Suxue looked at Fu Zhengyuan with hurried eyes.

Fu Zhengyuan was reluctant, picked up the dagger on the ground, and walked towards the staircase indignantly.

Drunk and faint continued to drink wine, without saying a word, just watching the play.

Ling Suxue wrapped her injured palm with a scarf, but the mouth was too big, and a scarf couldn't stop the bright red flood at all, and it fell to the ground drop by drop.

Yu Yu Yin felt that it was an eyesore, and threw out a cold sentence: "Useless immortal slaves, even small wounds can't heal." ”

“……”

Ling Suxue was silent, ignored it, and tore the corners of her clothes, trying to wrap a large piece of cloth around her arm to stop the bleeding.

Yu Shuyin suddenly put down the wine jug in his hand, stretched out his slender snow-white hand to hold Ling Suxue's injured hand, and gently stroked it, the blood-soaked Juan towel immediately became dry and new, and the knife edge in the palm of his hand did not hurt anymore.

Ling Suxue was surprised, and slowly untied the scarf that bound her palm, and her palm was unexpectedly closed, without pain or scar.

"Why are you helping me?" Ling Suxue was indifferently grateful.

"Because this boy hates bloody things!" He replied briefly, and continued to drink.

Ling Suxue smiled, and suddenly realized that Yu Yuyin was actually a fox demon who was cold on the outside and warm on the inside.

Although his expression was cold and his words were sharp, what he did was full of compassion and kindness.

He poured so much wine, Ling Suxue couldn't bear to see it: "Childe, don't drink it, wine can't drive away the sorrow in your heart at all, it will only make you more and more painful the more you drink." ”

Lost with disdain: "It's as if you're also experiencing despair and sadness." ”

"I've been there!"

Death's curiosity was instantly ignited: "Have you experienced being ruthlessly rejected by your beloved? ”

"No...... But what I've experienced is pretty much the same as what you've expressed. ”

"Then tell me quickly, so that I can be comforted by my pain! At least I don't think I'm the only one in this world who is so miserable! ”

Ling Suxue smiled faintly and bitterly, her eyes gradually floated with damp sadness, she looked at a dimly lit flickering lamp, and said abruptly: "I was originally a piece of snow cultivated into a spirit in the vast snowy region, thinking that my life would be like an endless white snow in the snowy region, without any other color. Who knew that one day the fairy world sent immortal officials to the snowy region to recruit a large number of immortal slaves, so I cultivated with me to become a spiritual sworn sister, she went to the Seven Heavenly Immortal Pavilion as a slave, and after staying there for hundreds of years, she was promoted by the pavilion master to become the guardian of the demon Immortal Division. It didn't take long for her to nominate the immortal officials who recruited the immortal slaves, and took me out of the snowy region and into the quiet and peaceful Changhuan Pavilion. ”

"And then?" The interest in the death of the faint became stronger and stronger, and his eyes stared at Ling Suxue's plain face without powder.

"Later, I met with the Pavilion Master, and I remembered his handsome and martial dignity in my heart at a glance, and then stayed in the demon three-story study for five hundred years. In the past five hundred years, even though countless female fairy slaves have admired the pavilion master to the point of never leaving him, I still sink my admiration in the bottom of my heart. ”

"It turns out that you are unrequited."

"It's a kind of lovesickness, but it's not like lovesickness. Because the first chapter of the first chapter of the first volume of the Heavenly Realm Precepts clearly stipulates that the immortals must have their hearts like water, and they must not be moved, otherwise they will be punished by heaven. Therefore, many fairies only have a faint love for the pavilion master, adding a touch of color to the pale and boring life. So we just hold a faint irrationality and live day after day. ”

"In that case, life in the Celestial Realm is boring."

"But the immortals are used to it, so hundreds of years are like a day, and time is fleeting. One day, the demon of Chang Huan Pavilion was stolen, and I went to Mangkang Mountain with Xianwei to inquire about the whereabouts of the book, and finally traced the lost book back, but I didn't expect that the days were not calm for a few days, and there were demons to commit crimes. So Xianwei and I went to hunt down, but we were knocked down to the mortal world in the sky above Mount Emei......"

"Then not only did you not die, but you also found out that the person who beat you in the Nether Realm was the Pavilion Master of the Immortal Pavilion that you had admired for a long time!"

"Not bad." Lingsu Xue's eyes were filled with tears.

The cold phoenix eyes softened slightly: "I didn't expect you to be even more miserable than me, unrequited love for five hundred years, and you were actually beaten down by the pavilion master." And when the pavilion master beat you at that time, he must have made a mistake, but it was just a creation to make people, and you actually came back to life! ”

"Hmmm......"

"At least the woman who ruthlessly rejected me, she didn't hate me to the point of letting me die, I should be glad!"

In a more miserable situation, people who are less miserable are in a much more relaxed mood. (To be continued.) )