Xie Yuci quietly lowered his eyes and looked at the close, cold jade-like face that was leaning on his shoulder at this time, and after a while, he suddenly asked softly:

"Zhuo Qingtan, you have adhered to your heart and eliminated demons for so many years, and you have never relaxed for a moment, are you really so disgusted with aliens with demonic power and fierce power?"

Zhuo Qingtan's eyes were closed, and she seemed to be becoming more and more unconscious.

However, the answer that came out of her mouth was clear and audible.

"There are good demons, and there are evil people. Walking in the world, removing demons and defending the way, what is removed are evil demons and wicked people. As long as you have good deeds, even if you have demonic power, you are definitely not evil. ”

Xie Yuci was silent for a moment when he heard this, and then he chuckled a few times in a low voice of unknown meaning.

After a while, he suddenly asked slowly without distinguishing between joy and sorrow, "What about me?" Are you disgusted with me? ”

Zhuo Qingtan shook his head lightly, without the slightest hesitation.

"No, I didn't."

Xie Yuci smiled self-deprecatingly: "Yes, you don't hate me at this time, it's just because I'm a mortal." If I am a demon and not a human, do you hate me and hate that you can't deal with it quickly? ”

Zhuo Qingtan's eyebrows frowned slightly, as if he was a little resistant to this question, and shook his head affirmatively after a few sucks.

"No way."

Xie Yuci snorted lightly: "Absolutely impossible? ”

He spoke with a slight mockery, clearly not very convinced of the answer.

However, Zhuo Qingtan's voice immediately sounded again.

Although her tone was extremely light, it reached his ears word for word, like soft nails, firmly rooted into the soft flesh of his heart.

"-Because, you're thanking you."

Xie Yuci was stunned.

He slowly lowered his head and stared earnestly at the unconscious woman in his arms.

Her eyelashes were really long, like two thick flying feathers, silently resting on her eyelashes.

The extremely light lip color adds a touch of gentleness and obedience to her facial features that are as cold as ink landscape paintings and a little heroic.

But Xie Yuci, who is familiar with her true temperament, knows very well that Zhuo Qingtan is by no means as supple as he looks.

She is the cold moon hanging high in the sky, and she is also a flower with independent branches and special hands.

No matter how bright the moonlight is, it is ultimately out of reach, and it is cold to the touch.

Zhuo Qingtan, so which sentence is true and which sentence is false?

At this moment, what you say and feel is really the most sincere thought in your heart?

Xie Yuci was silent for a long time, and then muttered softly.

"But even if it's a thank you, so what? He's just a joke. ”

Zhuo Qingtan was affected by "remembrance", and at this time, he had to answer the words of others.

When she heard Xie Yuci's self-talk, she only regarded it as a question, so she closed her eyes and replied softly:

"Xie Yuci is not a joke. He is honest and simple, with a good nature, and he is the best person in the world. ”

Honest and simple, good nature?

Xie Yuci paused slightly.

How ridiculous, if the Saint Emperor Taiyin Youying, who was high up in the past, thought the same way, why did they have to go to such a field today?

Xie Yuci's expression was very complicated, and he looked at Zhuo Qingtan's expressionless eyebrows, and the thoughts in his heart were like turning over the river and the sea.

How much would he like to take this opportunity to ask?!

When she was a god, she used his feelings to seal all his past memories, beat them back to their original form, and suppressed them on the coast of the East China Sea, did she have any regrets?

The second question, he turned into a poor Qi again, and was born in the second world. But she deceived him, hid from him, lied to him, and played with his seven emotions in the palm of her hand. Let him be a god once for the gods, twice for the mortal Yu Yan, three times for the Holy Emperor, love each time, and fall deep in the mud every time, have you ever regretted it?

Three questions, she claimed to be born as a common being, and finally dissipated her divine power, exploded her original god, drew divine bones, and disappeared from the gods, and she also wanted to seal his power and true identity in the four secret realms of the mortal world for thousands of years, and did she ever regret it?

The funny thing is that she is dedicated to this common life, but this heaven and earth creation will not kill him!

Now that he has returned, and she has ended up like this—I wonder if it was the retribution that she had deceived him repeatedly and repeatedly in her previous life and threw his true heart into the dust?

Xu is too sober to be infinitely sad.

Xie Yuci murmured silently in his heart.

Taiyin and gloomy, thousands of years of time like a shuttle, after the dust of the past, you sit in the fairy palace without touching the wind and snow, I am pious to you under the seat but finally decided.

You are the god admired by the heavens and the earth, but I was born with sin, and my life is as thin as dust.

You have said many times that although you have regrets and shames in this life, you have never regretted them.

It's a matter of regret, shame, or regret. It seems that I was born with a sin, and I am not worthy of you, the bright moon that hangs high for nine days, and it is difficult to say a word.

From then on, the Three Realms and Kyushu, the sea is clear, and the dust and fireworks are everywhere.

You are you, I am me, and between you and me, there is no "we".

Perhaps their meeting on the coast of the East China Sea in the past was wrong from the beginning.

Xie Yuci raised a hand and covered his eyebrows with his palm, and he couldn't see the slightest look.

But the corners of his lips pulled up a faint arc that seemed to be nothing, like mockery, and like sadness.

How sad it is that the Nine Heavens True God has now disappeared and has been reduced to a mortal being—but he is subject to man, forced to lie dormant under the hands of his abominable fierce god.

But in the next moment, Xie Yuci also suddenly remembered that Taiyin Youying died in his previous life, and now he has forgotten all the questions he has been depressed in his heart for many years and wants to know, and there is no answer.

For a moment, his heart was pierced by thousands of cold arrows, cold and painful, and he couldn't help himself.

She had forgotten all about herself, but left him to sink and wander in the misery of these two lives.

Xie Yuci only felt that the resentment in his heart suddenly surged into his heart like a vigorous volcano.

Under the surging emotions, the hand he put on Zhuo Qingtan's shoulder subconsciously squeezed hard.

Zhuo Qingtan took a very light breath and let out a slight gasping sound.

Xie Yuci was awakened by the sound of her inhalation, and instantly came to his senses and released the restraint on her in his hand.

He was stunned for a long time, and then suddenly, as if enchanted, he gently leaned his angular jaw on the top of Zhuo Qingtan's hair.

How amazing.

A cold-hearted person like Taiyin Youying, her body is actually flesh and blood, and it is actually warm?

She's a good life.

Reincarnated in such a weak mortal body, even if he wanted to take revenge, he didn't dare to go too far, lest he really toss her to death.

He once said to Wanqing that Zhuo Qingtan is like a plaything and a prey to him, but.

More than 9,000 years have passed, and it turns out that she is still an unbreakable calamity for him.

*

Zhuo Qingtan's body is really not too competitive.

On the second day of drinking with Xie Yuci on the autumn night, she contracted a cold due to the cold wind blowing the night before, and she was bedridden.

Xu was because of the evening breeze and the fact that he drank too much wine, Zhuo Qingtan began to be groggy and hot that night.

But Zhuo Qingtan was accustomed to endure the pain, and when she just got hot in the second half of the night, she didn't show any movement at all.

Therefore, the magic weapon on the bed tent did not have insight into her abnormality and movements.

Until the morning of the second day, Xie Yu resigned and asked Wanqing to get up for breakfast, but Wanqing called the door for a long time but no one answered.

Wanqing was shocked for a while, and thought that Zhuo Qingtan had run away. So he didn't care about the number of politeness and yelled and broke in the door, only to find that she was actually sick.

At this time, Xie Yuci was sitting on the edge of the collapse, his handsome face was as black as charcoal.

However, his action of replacing the towel between Zhuo Qingtan's foreheads was still very gentle and thoughtful.

Wanqing whispered beside her: "Lord, I come, you go and rest." ”

Xie Yuci shook his head slightly and did not speak.

Wanqing watched silently for a moment, then bowed and said, "Then lord, I will retire first and go to the small kitchen to see how Lingrong has boiled the soup." ”

"Hmm."

Xie Yuci bowed his head slightly, he remembered something, and frowned and admonished: "She is afraid that she will not be able to make up for her weakness, so she can't put too nourishing medicine, just use the most common herbs in the mortal world to treat wind and cold." ”

Wanqing bowed slightly and said in a low voice: "Yes, I understand." ”

After Wanqing left, the door closed gently, Xie Yuci quietly looked at Zhuo Qingtan's frowning and flushed cheeks, and sighed very lightly.

She's pretty sick, and he can't do anything he wants.

I don't know how long it took, but there was an extremely faint sound of the sleeves rubbing against the bed.

Xie Yuci, who had been holding his side face with one hand and closing his eyes, heard the movement and moved slightly.

He turned his head to look at the bedside, only to see Zhuo Qingtan frowning slightly, and slowly opened his eyebrows.

—but her pupils were still a little dilated, and she wasn't focused on one point.

Sure enough, in the next moment, her out-of-focus eyes closed weakly again.

Xie Yuci quietly approached the bed, he raised a hand to test the temperature between her foreheads, and then couldn't help frowning slightly, why are it still hot?

If this continues, people shouldn't all be stupid, right?

At this moment, two footsteps were heard from far and near outside the door, and it turned out that Wanqing and Lingrong had come with decoction of herbs to treat wind and cold.

"Lord, the medicine is ready. According to your instructions, it is just ordinary typhoid herbs, and nothing too nourishing has been added. ”

Wanqing gently placed the tray on the low table in front of the bed, then picked up the medicine bowl and handed it to Xie Yuci with both hands.