Chapter 54

The first rays of light from the horizon fell on his face, and Su Ying sat up suddenly.

The pain from his lower body was so unforgettable, and Su Ying's face turned a little pale.

In the end, it was dawn.

There was a sound in the dormitory, and Su Ying sat up suddenly, her waist weakened, and she almost fell back down. Su Ying endured it, picked up the brand-new obscene clothes on the bed, put them on his body and rushed down the steps in front of the big bed.

Su Ying had a hard time walking, let alone running. The moment Qiluan's hand touched the door of the dormitory, Su Ying stopped him.

"Qiluan."

In the dim scene, he only left himself with a back.

Looking at his back, all defenses collapsed, and in an instant, Su Ying was like a snail lion that had been skinned alive, and could only be exposed in broad daylight.

The illusory exposure to the sun stabbed into the body like a sharp blade, allowing the blood to drain and leaving the dry shell.

Su Ying stood in place, her legs trembling uncontrollably.

He......

Can't do it.

Can't let go.

Even if there is only a silver lining......

“…… Qi Luan," embarrassed to brush away the long hair on his face, Su Ying's voice trembled as it did two thousand years ago.

"I didn't think about lying to you......" Su Ying didn't know what else he could say besides this.

Like the first snow in winter, the fluid in Su Ying's chest cavity was stagnant, and the swelling pain made people unable to breathe in the air.

How good it is to die in this moment.

"You, high up, never knew what I had paid." Su Ying muttered.

"It was 2,000 years ago, and it is still 2,000 years later."

For a moment, Su Ying seemed to feel that Qiluan was about to turn his head, but the next moment, it turned out to be just his illusion.

Qiluan put his hand on the door of the dormitory, pulled the latch, and opened the door.

In an instant, all the blood seemed to be drained, and Su Ying looked at his back in a daze, squirming his lips, unable to say anything.

"Let's go."

The morning light wrapped Qiluan's body in a layer of void light, which Su Ying could not touch forever.

Two thousand years later, Su Ying could still only watch him and leave him.

"I have already arranged it last night, and today I will issue an edict to the spirit world, saying that Su Ying, the son of Shangshu, is a matriarch of the demon world, and it is not suitable to be my spirit world, and because the two worlds of spirit and demon have not intermarried one hundred and eighty years ago, I will send him back to the demon world, and he will not be allowed to return for the rest of his life without an edict."

Su Ying looked at his back and was silent.

"I will not hold your father accountable for his sins." Qiluan stepped forward and walked out the door.

It turned out that he was the supreme emperor of the spirit world, and he was just a mongrel who was not even recognized for his identity. He drove himself away, and he had to flatter him and thank him for his grace not to kill.

He uses his actions to tell himself who he is and who he is.

They had nothing in common except strangeness.

Outside the door, the rain stopped.

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The carriage in the palace directly sent Su Ying back to Shangshu Mansion, Xun Qing looked at Su Ying with a complicated expression, and seemed to be a little helpless and a little regretful.

His mind went blank as if someone had erased it.

All the memories of Qiluan.

Qiluan is very thoughtful, and Su Ying has always praised her, so Su Ying's luggage has been packed, and someone is moving to the carriage at the back door.

Yes, now I can't even be a person in the spirit world, how can I get to the front door?

All the people who carried things showed a strange look when they saw Su Ying, as if he was a demon who chose people to kill, and he was going to pounce on them and suck their blood dry the next moment.

Only Ning Qing stood in front of the carriage, his face was indifferent, and he couldn't see anything unusual.

He seemed to have guessed that he would one day.

"Get in the car." Su Ying said, his voice a little hoarse.

Ning Qing obeyed indifferently.

The people around him retreated far away, pointing at him from a distance and saying something.

Say what?

Said that the world-famous Chao Song Baibi Su Ying is actually in the matriarchal demon world?

Say he's an alien?

said that he tried in vain to seduce His Majesty with his beauty, but was finally seen through by His Majesty and expelled from the spirit world?

Say that he doesn't measure himself, and in the end he eats the consequences?

Or is he too stupid. Again and again, over and over again, falling in love with someone you can't love?

Even if that man tortured him all over his body, even if that man destroyed everything about him and drove him out of the spirit world as a demon.

Su Ying didn't want the Qiluan that he wanted to give Qiluan, but he couldn't give me the Qiluan he wanted.

But Su Ying was unwilling.

The carriage drove up, and Su Ying leaned against the wall of the carriage and lowered his eyes, "Everyone is assembled?" ”

"Twenty miles outside the city, listen to the orders of Hou Gongzi." Ning Qing's eyes were condensed, and his tone was soft but firm, as if he wanted to use this to calm him down.

How sweet it used to be, how painful it is now.

He put it in his heart, like a seed, rooted, sprouted, connected every vein, ran through every wisp of memory, sucked his hopes, his dreams, his future, all his visions, grew, blossomed, and crushed his whole heart with the scattered incense of a tree.

Drifting and falling, sprinkled, lingering with the charming incense, a little bit fell on the palm of the hand, leaving a circle of ripple traces.

Until - uprooted.

Su Ying was a little confused, and when he was about to leave the city, the coachman said that someone wanted to see him.

Rejecting Ning Qing's accompaniment, Su Ying stepped out of the carriage.

Su Ying didn't expect it to be Qiluan.

After getting along for so long, Su Ying knows him too well.

The man was wearing a dark cloak, but Su Ying still recognized it.

It's green ink.

Su Ying stood in place for a while, and finally slowly walked in front of him.

"General."

Su Ying spoke first, cutting off what he was about to say, "What happened back then, the past is over, and now my situation has nothing to do with you." ”

His pupils twitched slightly, and a few locks of long indigo hair fell out of the brim of his hat.

With a bitter smile, he said in a deep voice, "...... Can I go with you? ”

Su Ying looked at his eyes for a long time, making sure that he was not joking, and then smiled politely.

"I don't need mercy."

Qingmo was slightly stunned, and smiled reluctantly: "You haven't changed at all." ”

"It seems to be weak, and it will be broken at the touch of a button, but it is actually strong, and it is better to bend than bend."

His words, Su Ying suddenly thought of a sentence of Yongzhu.

There is bamboo in the south, which is deep and secluded. There are leaves on the bamboo, which are as green as jade.

Standing still and looking into the distance, his eyes are hurt. Graceful like water, absolutely like steel.

Su Ying silently repeated this evaluation, pondering for a long time.

"The past is over, and you have forgotten it." Su Ying lowered her head and said.

Qingmo looked at Su Ying, tried to hook the corners of his mouth repeatedly, but failed, and finally just said, "...... I can't forget, just as you can't. ”

Su Ying was silent.

"That's it." Qingmo said, "Take care of yourself. ”

Su Ying nodded.

"And ......" Qingmo looked at him for a long time before he said, "He really likes you." ”

Su Ying knew who Qingmo was talking about.

Su Ying didn't speak, turned around and got into the carriage.

The cloaked figure stood there for a long time, until the carriage turned a corner and was out of sight.