Yan Qing had seen many acquaintances in two days, Yin Yizi, Chu Li, Su Qi, including her apprentice Bai Feng, and of course Xiao Baozi Dingding.

In front of the huge three-legged tripod, Xiao Baozi yawned lazily, "Xiao Qingqing, you didn't have water in your brain when you took the mandarin duck bath last night, right?" Why does even Yan Dan always fail? ”

"You're just in the water!" Yan Qing was a little ashamed, she occupied Ye Jin's body, and unlike Ye Jin, who often alchemized, it was normal to fail!

"My brain is only on fire." Xiao Baozi jumped on the tripod and sniffed: "Well, this furnace is not broken, work hard, and you can go to see your family and read the baby with another furnace." ”

Yan Qing continued to refine with a black line, and the small bun was the demon clan's holy weapon Liuguang, which had two forms, Zhenshending and Liuguang Sword.

That big tripod is the body of the small bun, the town god tripod.

After failing three more times, Yan Qing finally succeeded in refining another furnace of Zhuyan Dan, and couldn't wait to escape from the Dan room.

On the road again, Yan Qing was a little apprehensive, for Rong Nian, she felt very strange, she wanted to see him, but she was afraid to see him, obviously she had only seen Rong Nian's corpse once in the land of inheritance, but there was always indescribable love flowing in her heart, as if she had seen this man countless times, and they loved each other deeply.

When he arrived at the door, Yan Qing hesitated for a while before cheering himself up and walking into the room.

It was a little dark in the palace, and a young man dressed in white sat by the window, and he could only see a pair of bright eyes, covered with a thin mist.

"You're here......"

Yan Qing frowned slightly, and walked over: "Why haven't you rested?" Still wearing so little? "Not a lot." The young man's delicate face was light and ethereal, and he said softly.

Yan Qing sighed softly, put the medicine bottle containing the Zhuyan Pill in the young man's hand, and put his cheek on the young man's leg: "What should I do with you......"

The young man held the Zhuyan Pill, and there was deep sadness in his eyes, but when he saw Yan Qing, he restrained the sadness in his eyes.

"You don't have to practice these in the future, it's useless."

Yan Qing pretended not to hear it, wrapped the young man into his arms, buried his head in his neck, and said in a gentle voice: "Ah Nian, you seem to have lost weight again......"

"Aqing...... Yan Qing...... You know, it didn't work for me...... Why are you bothering in vain...... Don't be so stupid, okay? There was irrepressible pathos in Rong Nian's eyes.

After all, she is a demon, he is a human, and they are cursed by God, no matter how much they love each other, they can't change it, and he will never be able to accompany her to the fact that she is old in the wilderness.

He is a vein, no matter how much aura reaches his body, he can't keep it, it will only slowly drain away, that is, he will eventually die of old age.

This is the punishment given to them by God, so that the person he loves can only watch him grow old slowly, but there is nothing he can do.

"Ah Nian, listen to me, I have found a way. Really, you're going to be fine, soon, you'll be fine soon,......" Yan Qing blurted out these words, and she herself didn't know why she was saying that. Was it influenced by Yejin?

It's an illusion...... But why is it so true?

"Really...... It's so good......" Rong Nian curled the corners of his mouth hard, even if he knew that Yan Qing was just comforting him, so what?

That day, Yan Qing hugged Rong Nian and said a lot, but there was a despair in the warmth as if tomorrow was the end.

In the past, Ye Jin refined a lot of Zhuyan Pills, so that Rong Nian's appearance has always remained the appearance of a 17 or 8 teenager, but the decay inside Rong Nian's body is irrepressible.

Rong Nian can't keep the aura, so he can't cultivate, Ye Jin has found a lot of natural treasures that can make people ageless, but it is completely useless to Rong Nian.

She could only watch Rong Nian weaken a little.

Yan Qing couldn't tell whether she was Yan Qing or Ye Jin, she traveled through the Three Realms during the day, looking for heaven and earth treasures, and at night she returned to the Demon Emperor Palace to accompany Rong Nian.

This kind of life is several years in a flash, and Rong Nian has become weaker and weaker, and even gasps after walking a few steps, at the same time, Rong Nian is becoming more and more indifferent to Yan Qing, and he will constantly push Yan Qing into the arms of others, Chu Li, or Yin Yizi.

At first, Yan Qing would feel that Rong Nian felt that he was going to die, so he pushed himself away, but after a long time, Yan Qing also began to question, does Rong Nian still love her?

Rong Nian's eyes are no longer her figure, he is becoming more and more virtuous, and from time to time he will propose that Yan Qing accept a new favorite, perhaps...... Rong Nian never loved her...... Yan Qing was taken aback by her thoughts.

She began to like to drink, although her constitution made it difficult for her to get drunk, and she was alone more and more, occasionally thinking about who she really was.

Silence and drunkenness took over most of her life, and all that remained was to keep searching, looking for something that would keep Rong Nian's life.

What is Drunk? When she is drunk, she can forget everything, and she can unscrupulously vent the sadness, sorrow, and pain that have accumulated in her heart.

She can shed tears and vent those pressures with the weakest or most crazy posture, but in fact, she is not as strong as she thinks.

Walking through the temple gate for the third time, Yan Qing still didn't go in, she curled up at the door, fragile like a confused child.

Was it a wrong decision to bring Rong Nian from the human world to the demon realm in the first place? If she hadn't brought Rong Nian to the Demon Realm, wouldn't Rong Nian and her be so painful? If she chose to accompany Rong Nian to the end of her life as an ordinary person, and then constantly look for Rong Nian's reincarnation, instead of being paranoid and greedy and wanting to be with him forever, wouldn't she be where she is now?

It is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes, rather than to be two fish in the dry rut, it is better to be free......

But she can't...... It's so easy to let go, but if she really wants to do it, she would rather imprison Rong Nian in her arms.

"Ah Nian...... What should I do with you......" Yan Qing muttered in a low voice, but a sigh suddenly sounded in her ears, and a young man dressed in white knelt beside her: "Why be so paranoid, let me be free, and let you be free...... How nice ......"

"Do you love me? Rong Nian, do you love me......" Yan Qing suddenly threw Rong Nian to the ground, and the rich sadness in her eyes almost suffocated Rong Nian.

Rong Nian didn't speak, he just looked at Yan Qing quietly, quietly, and saw Yan Qing go crazy, and the hot kiss fell, with haste and despair, imprinted on Rong Nian's lips and heart.

Don't do this...... Don't be so sad, my short decades are as short as a mayfly in your long life, and you should die in the twilight of life, so why be sad......

I like you who are noble, you who are cheerful, you who are gentle, and ...... Happy you, and in your happiness, there is no me......

She called his name, Ah Nian...... Ah Nian ...... Desperate like a dying fox, she kissed his thin lips, pale skin, and madness that longed to devour him.

That year, she folded flowers on the bank of the stream, shook the pink like snow falling, he stood in the peach blossom rain, and was drowned by spring/love in the stunning, and then he painted her eyebrows and eyes in his dreams day and night, and he knew her name in the secret, Ye Jin.

But he loves to call her Aqing even more, she is like a beautiful jade, folding a peach blossom fan, painting a beautiful face, and a lovesick complex.

The red hem and the white hem overlapped Ruyanqing and Rong Nian's fingers, and the rich smell of wine sprayed on Rong Nian's fair and thin chest with warm breath, arousing a flush.

The flush blushed, occupying Rong Nian's body inch by inch.

"Ah Nian, say you love me......" The night-like eyes were deep, with a little pleading, Rong Nian opened his mouth, and finally closed silently.

Yan Qing bit the delicate Zhu Guo fiercely, and listened to Rong Nian's shallow cry of pain as if begging for mercy, "Say you love me......"

She is strong, he is also strong, the delicate Zhu Guo is red and swollen, his white chest is covered with ambiguous marks, his face is full of sweat, fragile and beautiful.

And they loved each other before the temple, and they lingered on the couch, and their hair was knotted, just as in those days, the maiden and the young man were quietly married under the peach tree, and she took his hair, and her hair, and knotted it together, and he became her husband, and she became his wife.

She said that the hair is tied and the white head is not separated.

"Aqing ......" was extremely happy, he raised his white neck, and called her name sadly, if you come to look for me again in the next life, okay?

I don't know whose tears wet whose sideburns, she cried, crying about the love she got and lost, he cried, cried for the lover she gave up.

……

When she woke up in the morning, Yan Qing still had a bit of a headache because of her hangover, she rubbed her forehead, and then stiffened, because there was still a warm body in her arms.

Yan Qing lowered her head, and the first thing that caught her eye was the traces on the fair-skinned and thin body, the bloodshot bite marks, and the bruised pinch marks covered the young man's body, and the young man's pale face was dried tears.

She got drunk and hurt the person she loved the most, Yan Qing stayed for a while, full of panic, how did she treat Rong Nian to make him so miserable?

Yan Qing couldn't help but bend down and gently kiss every trace on Rong Nian's body, Rong Nian, who was still asleep, trembled and dodged away, and her thin body shrank into a ball.

Yan Qing knelt on the couch, regretting it a little, and even wanted to slap herself a few times, Rong Nian's body was already so weak, how could she stop her from tossing so much?

But vaguely remembering last night, she asked Rong Nian over and over again, have you ever loved me, and when Rong Nian was silent, Yan Qing still couldn't help but feel a twitch in her heart.

If you can't let him go, then set him free.

Yan Qing stroked Rong Nian's face over and over again, she looked at him deeply, as if she wanted to engrave him in her heart, for a long time, Yan Qing quietly put on her clothes and left with a sense of determination, Rong Nian on the couch opened her eyes, and the tears that had been suppressed flowed down without hindrance.

Forget me...... You still have them......

After that day, Yan Qing went to see Rong Nian with a doctor, but she never stepped into that palace again, sometimes she would appear in front of the door, for a long, long time, and he was behind the door, crying silently.

It was a poignant tacit understanding.