Bai Yuewei followed Qing Cang to a palace, only to see that this palace was not as bright as other places in the Great Ziming Palace, and the decorations everywhere were also exquisite, which showed that Qing Cang cared about the people who lived in this palace, which made Bai Yue feel a deep curiosity in her heart, and she wanted to know what kind of person could make Qing Cang such a strong and domineering person treat him like this.

Since the main gate was guarded by guards, Bai Yue had to go around to the back by the window and squat down lightly to look in, only to see Qing Cang sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a bowl of porridge that was still bubbling in his hand, and said in a good voice: "Good, even if you are angry with me, it's good to beat me, it's good to scold me, don't get along with your own body, can you eat something?"

The person who could make Yijun Qingcang breathe so low made Bai Yue even more curious, and tried to stretch his head forward to probe his brain, Bai Yue hurriedly covered his mouth that he was about to shout, and his heart was still calm.

I saw that the man ignored Qing Cang's close to flattering behavior, and sat alone at the end of the bed, holding his knees with both hands, and resting his chin on his knees, as if this was the only way to give him a sense of security.

The man was dressed in a blue and white dress, his hair hung down obediently on his sides, but his hands were on his knees and he looked helpless like an abandoned child, Bai Yue looked at his face and turned out to be Ling Yu, and tried to suppress the waves in his heart, Bai Yue had never seen this kind of look on Ling Yu's face in the thirty thousand years he had lived in Kunlun Ruins.

Bai Yue had heard Mo Yuan say that Ling Yu's life experience, 60,000 years ago, there was a volcanic eruption on the top of the South China Sea that had never appeared in millions of years, and the lava formed in ancient times was not something that the current gods could resist, the lava of the volcanic eruption that year submerged the nearby gods, Ling Yu was the only prince of the Shenyu tribe closest to the volcano, and his people knew that the entire tribe was inevitably destroyed, his parents and the elders of the tribe used the forbidden technique that the tribe had sealed for a long time, and this forbidden technique was to transfer the vitality of all the people of the clan to him, so that he could have the ability to survive this natural disaster, he was only five hundred years old that year, Mo Yuan got the news and wanted to help, But it was too late to arrive, and in the end only to save Ling Yu, who was covered in bruises, saw that he was quite talented and had a poor background, so he accepted him as a disciple, when he first arrived in Kunlun Ruins, he didn't like to talk, and he was guarded, as long as others accidentally touched him, he yelled like an autistic patient, and later after Mo Yuan and the caring character of the brothers and sisters gradually became cheerful.

Thinking that Ling Yu had such a bumpy life at such a young age, Bai Yue's heart was full of sourness.

Listening to Qing Cang's close to flattering tone, Ling Yu slowly raised his head and looked at him with hateful eyes, and said coldly: "You have got what you want, let me go." ”

Qing Cang saw Ling Yu's eyes full of remorse, he didn't regret what he had done, but regretted that he had acted too hastily.

"I know you hate me, and I want to let you go, but I can't, so let's destroy together. ”

Listening to Qing Cang's announcement of his approaching oath, Ling Yu wanted to say in his heart that it was impossible not to be touched, but his upbringing since childhood told him that this was not right, and it was not in line with etiquette, so he didn't know how to respond to Qing Cang, so he had to bow his head silently and say nothing.

Seeing that Ling Yu was like this, Qing Cang also knew that this matter should not be pressed too hard, so he could only put the porridge on the bedside table and exit the room, and gave Ling Yu a quiet space for him to think about the future of the two of them.

Seeing that Qing Cang was gone, Bai Yue immediately flew in through the window, and saw that Ling Yu didn't care about the sound of her coming in, so she walked softly into the bed and sat down, raised her hand and gently patted Ling Yu's arm.

Ling Yu seemed to be frightened and raised his eyes, and tears immediately burst out of his eyes, and he saw Bai Yue like a person drowning in the sea, and suddenly saw driftwood and grabbed Bai Yue's hand.

"Ling Yu, what's going on? Why are you in the Great Ziming Palace?" Bai Yue wanted to know the ins and outs of everything.

But Ling Yu just silently bowed his head and wept, unable to say anything.