Chapter 53: Rare Peace

Fu Li's hand gently stroked Jiang Yi's face, these eyes that closed peacefully, even if they were not light, were transparent in color when they opened, as if they were full of water and moonlight, and they were not the sad people in the distant memory of a pool of stagnant water under their eyes.

But what he wanted......

"The emperor's affectionate appearance really makes others think that the emperor has true feelings for God. A low, seductive laugh came from the darkness.

Fu Li looked up expressionlessly, and Wei Qian was standing at the end of the long street in a dark green brocade robe, with a bewitching fox mask on his face, and a pair of eyes as bright as stars were full of playful smiles.

A burst of icy aura struck, and the tail plow turned over and jumped, the greenery fluttered, and narrowly avoided this blow, and the mask shattered instantly, revealing a childish young man's appearance.

He shook his fingers in disgust, lifted the ashes away, and said in his mouth: "Eh~ I am happy to tighten this mask, it's a pity." ”

After saying this, the smile in the tail dragon's eyes receded in an instant, and there was a gloomy black gas, and he snorted coldly: "When does the emperor plan to return the person to me." ”

Fu Li's gaze was always staring at Jiang Yi's face, softer than the moonlight, and half-loud, he raised his head again and said coldly: "There is a tomb in the North Underworld, you can live and die together." ”

The tail calf's complexion instantly became extremely different, and his eyes were black and angry: "The emperor is threatening me?"

"Do you really refuse to keep any affection?"

Fu Li was noncommittal, and did not respond, the silver-white moonlight was draped on him like a veil, and the plain white robe fluttered in the wind, inherently cold and dusty.

The tail plow gritted his teeth and said: "It is impossible for him to turn over now, and he has never thought of destroying the emperor's plan, why can't he spare his life." ”

"The emperor is not afraid that the person in his arms will one day know what the emperor has done, how will he react?"

Hearing this, Fu Li's eyes instantly became even more frosty and snowy, his fingers moved slightly, and he looked down at Jiang Yi's tired sleeping face, and finally calmed down Ling Yan's killing intent.

"It's okay, he won't know. ”

"If he is unfortunate enough to know, he will die without proof. ”

These words were clearly scattered into the ears of the tail through the biting cold wind, and his face was suddenly pale, his heart was terrified, and the cold blood in his limbs flowed backwards.

"Huh...... There is no proof of death. ”

"The emperor is so confident that the person will not be suspicious?"

Fu Li didn't respond, his long eyelashes trembled, drooped down, covered his eyes, stretched out his slender fingers and stroked between Jiang Yi's eyebrows, and the person who was directly disturbed frowned before withdrawing his hand.

There was a silence for a while......

"I'll find a way to ...... Let him keep his mouth shut...... will never hinder the emperor...... "The tail calf was about to crush a mouthful of silver teeth, the corners of his mouth were stiffly pulled, his face instantly retreated with anger, he lowered his arrogant head, and said in a deep voice, "I still hope that the emperor ......"

If Jiang Yi was awake, he would definitely be startled, and the vicious, murderous tail calf would also have this kind of trembling, panic and despair.

Before the tail calf finished pleading, Fu Li raised his chin invisibly: "Okay, as you wish." ”

There is an unstoppable arrogance hidden in the eyes as deep as night, and it is extremely difficult to recognize.

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Jiang Yi's heart seemed to freeze, he hadn't had a nightmare for a long time, but if it wasn't a dream, how could there be a vast yellow sand in front of him, instead of dead silence.

He knelt on the ground, holding a man covered in blood in his arms, very real, he could even feel the warm body temperature, smell the thick bloody smell, he didn't want to reach out and tear off the black scarf covering the man's face, and what he saw was a young and clear face with blurred facial features.

He heard a hoarse voice trembling with an astringency that bordered on pain, "Don't die. ”

Then I heard another voice as faint as rootless water and continued: "Don't be afraid, I will save you." ”

To Jiang Yi's surprise, these two completely different sounds came from his throat.

At this time, the man in his arms also opened his eyes with difficulty, and his sloppy gaze seemed to be happy and sad.

Only then did Jiang Yi see his appearance clearly.

Did Jiang Yirao know that he was in a dream and was so frightened that he actually dreamed of Hua Xu? Or did he fall into his arms like this?

There was a sudden twist in his heart, he covered his chest and frowned, and looked again, and the person in his arms changed his appearance again.

The picturesque, beautiful face overlapped with the long-vanished candle dragon. There should be no difference between the twins, but Jiang Yi can tell at a glance that this person is the long-deceased Dongli, not Sangyu.

And his mood also changed instantly, becoming as calm as stagnant water, without a trace of waves, but not ruthless, but as if he had experienced an eternal silence, forgetting how to be sad.

Red blood kept pouring out of the man's mouth, and he stretched out his trembling hand as if he wanted to touch Jiang Yi's face.

And the person who knelt down changed his expression rapidly, one was unspeakably painful, and the other was as calm as water.

On the one hand, there is great sorrow, and on the other hand, there is no sorrow and no joy.

Jiang Yi woke up suddenly, only to feel that his whole body was sore and swollen, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, and slowly touched his side in the dark, and smelled the crisp fragrance of tea on the tip of his nose.

Reaching the waist of the man, he groped in a daze, and his hand was grabbed and held tightly in the palm of his hand, Jiang Yi's mind instantly became clear, and he settled down, knowing that the person next to him was Fu Li, his face was hot, and he was embarrassed to retract his hand, and said, "I'm sorry Fu Li, I didn't wake up just now, and I didn't mean to be lighter than you." ”

Fu Li's face like clouds and snow was almost light without a trace of color, and he didn't let go, so he helped Jiang Yi up with his strength, and said softly: "It's okay, between you and me, there is no need to be restrained." ”

What does this mean? Jiang Yi's head was clouded, and his heart seemed to be resurrected, and the waves hit the water lines, rippling in circles.

Jiang Yi was silent in the dark for a long time, and finally his eyelashes trembled, avoided this sentence, and said, "What about Hua Xu...... How's it going?"

Fu Li didn't answer, but asked, "How do you feel?"

Jiang Yi had no choice but to haha: "...... Still...... Ok......"

Xu is the New Year is approaching, the north wind is howling, and the world is a little colder, Jiang Yi gathered the quilt, buried it so that no trace of wind could penetrate, only revealing a clean and pale face.

At night, when sleeping with Fu Li, he simply wrapped his hands and feet tightly around Fu Li to absorb warmth, leaned his head on Fu Li's broad chest, the green silk flowed, spread all over his body, smelled the crisp tea fragrance on Fu Li's body, his eyebrows and eyes stretched like an ink painting, and he slept very peacefully.

When Hua Xu was carried out of the ice coffin by Bian Nan, there was only half a breath left, and Jiang Yi came to him and touched his emaciated and withered cheeks, and a strong resentment surged in his heart.

Thinking of the boy who was always lively and laughing like a little sun on weekdays, how scared and desperate he must have been when he was locked in an ice coffin by Feng Qiwu's spiritual power.

Jiang Yi blamed himself very much, if he hadn't repeatedly avoided his blood feud with Feng Qiwu, how could Hua Xu have been involved so far, the spiritual flame rolled in his palm and slapped on the ice coffin, and the flying ice slag alarmed the birds to flutter their wings and swept away, falling on the ground with broken snow.

Jiang Yi's palms were pricked with blood, and he was protected by Fu Li with spiritual light, and after obviously feeling Fu Li's displeasure, he locked the lock between his eyebrows and let Fu Li drag him away.

I couldn't find Xuanguang's figure anywhere, so I had to hand over Hua Xu to Bian Nan.

Bian Nan's calm eyes were as indifferent as water, as transparent and clear as amber, he held Hua Xu steadily, only nodded, his eyes seemed to float with a gentle mist, after a few days of cultivation, his originally thin cheeks finally grew some flesh, and the contours were delicate and smooth.

"The emperor and the gods can rest assured that His Royal Highness the Water God is my best friend, and I will do my best to take care of it. ”

In this way, hanging with a panacea every day, the strong soup and water poured into his mouth, and he took a warm jade stone from the heavenly palace to protect his chest and warm it, Hua Xu's condition was good or bad, and after going around and around from the ghost gate, he finally kept this god body.

The spiritual power in the body also slowly gathered, turning from exhaustion to prosperity, stirring in the blood like a torrent, but the person has never been awake.

But right now, this is the best situation, he is not Yaoguang, he does not have such a powerful aura, the divine body is destroyed, the divine soul is scattered, and when the divine soul reunites, he will cultivate the divine body and reascend to the divine throne, and he will not know the year of the monkey.

During this period, Xuanguang never showed up.

Jiang Yi was also speechless, the person was gone, Xuanguang was anxious like the dragon scales that burned him, he was in a hurry, and now he was finally rescued, he didn't know what he was busy with, and he couldn't find anyone anywhere.

For some reason, Fu Li suddenly faded his former white clothes and changed into an azure brocade robe, embroidered with elegant hibiscus flowers with snow-white piping, which was quite amazing. Rao is Bian Nan, who has nothing in his eyes, and after glancing at it, he also praised the emperor's good color.

But Fu Li didn't have joy on his face, but seemed to be a little displeased, as if he didn't like this new clothes, but he wore them every day.

Speaking of Tsing Yi, I don't know what rare spices are used to smoke and dye, and there is a faint strange aroma, which smells very good.

Jiang Yi was distressed by this, he felt that the aroma was sweet and greasy, and the smoke made his mind dizzy, and he turned over on the couch for several days in a row, and did not fall asleep until dawn.

After staying up for a while, seeing that Fu Li had no intention of changing again, he finally couldn't bear it, and set up a spiritual barrier at the door, dragging the blue and black under his eyes, and refused to let Fu Li in.

Under Fu Li's extremely sincere inquiry, he finally relented, stroked his beard, hugged his hands and said, "Fu Li, I can't stand the fragrance on your clothes, it's been four days, and I haven't slept well." ”

"I can't sleep with you anymore no matter what. ”

Fu Li's figure froze for a moment, his eyes flashed lightly, and he said lightly: "If you don't like it, I'll take it off." As he spoke, he was about to cross the river and enter the house.

Jiang Yi stretched out his hand to block it, and his snow-white sleeves stopped in front of Fu Li, his eyebrows twisted into a helpless expression, shook his head, and said firmly: "No, no, even if you take it off, there will be an aftertaste." ”

Fu Li lowered his eyelashes, and his cold face showed a little grievance: "I will bathe." ”

Jiang Yi listened to his voice pressed very lightly and very lowly, and he couldn't help but be a little soft-hearted, he stretched out his fingers and supported his forehead, thinking carefully.

Seeing this, Fu Li continued: "If you don't like it, I'll deal with it." ”

Jiang Yi hurriedly said: "Don't don't, since you and I have known each other, you only wear white clothes, of course you look good in everything, but now that you have reached the emperor, it is not bad to be diligent and thrifty, but you can't finally change into a new one, but I have ruined your interest,"

Fu Li was silent.

Jiang Yi said again: "Okay, okay, I just don't like this fragrance, just wash it off." ”

Only then did Fu Li raise his lowered head slightly, and a pair of deep black eyes looked at Jiang Yi fixedly: "The fabric of the extreme abyss, the smell can't be removed, and I don't like it." ”

The tips of Jiang Yi's ears moved: "This is sent by Ji Yuan, which Star Monarch is it from?"

"Clear kite. ”

This name is very familiar, Jiang Yi pondered for a moment, and suddenly remembered that when he was in Lechuan, Hua Xu had mentioned this star monarch to him, and it seemed that he was interested in him.

"Why is she?" Jiang Yi thought, since Qingling Kite was so happy with him, why did he still make new clothes for Fu Li, Fu Li was still wearing them every day, and he suddenly felt a little sour in his heart for some reason.

Fu Li tilted his head: "Probably for the stars"

Jiang Yu said: "Demon Star Queen?"

"Hmm. ”