has become a demon

Chapter 75

"You can live, I will not regret it." Xie Taichu smiled with tears.

"...Xie Taichu, you are going to lie to me again." Zhao Yuan's voice trembled, and he whispered, "You have lied to me countless times, and now you are here to play tricks on me again."

"When I saw Your Highness for the first time, I was very happy, but I didn't dare to say it, and I couldn't say it. Later, His Highness proposed to me and did something shocking... I don't know how happy I was. Be ruthless and loveless, or you will fall into the abyss, but when I look into your eyes and your smile, I can’t refuse." Xie Taichu fell into memories, "I thought at that time, just being a husband and wife who respect each other is not considered crossing the line .I even dreamed of having the best of both worlds, to get your love but not to have to break the limitless magical skills... Now that I think about it, I am just deceiving myself."

"Later, when I was in Zhangliangbao, Ningxia, the ruthless way was broken. I couldn't bear to let you know the sadness, so I thought that if you thought that I was ruthless and loveless to you, after I died, you would not be so sad... It turned out that it was just It's my naivety."

"Emotions are a matter between two people, but you have wishful thinking, and you do it for yourself. I was kept in the dark, struggling in pain...why?" Zhao Yuan choked up, "Xie Taichu, you are despicable."

"Your Highness is right, I am a very selfish and despicable person." Xie Taichu wiped away Zhao Yuan's tears, kissed him on the cheek, and then embraced him tightly in his arms, wishing to knead him as one.

"I... I have no relatives. I'm just a monster who ate my mother's flesh and blood. I buried myself in the disgust. All living beings in this world used to be just those who needed to be saved and protected. I stood on the other side of the practice, Everything is so quiet." Xie Taichu said, "...Kaiji, when you favored me, I didn't know how happy I was. You saluted me and smiled at me in Duanben Palace, the world has color, the tip of the tongue has taste, All living beings are noisy. With you, I have a bond with this world. I can't think about how I will spend the rest of my life without you, if I return to such gray and white loneliness. It is everyone's praise , What's the point of being worshiped by crowds and offered to the shrine?"

"I'm despicable. But the world can't live without you...I can't, I can't lose you."

Zhao Yuan was struggling, but his stiff torso was softened bit by bit and inch by inch by his gentle kiss, and he looked up in his lover's arms.

Xie Taichu was also looking at him.

"Zhao Yuan." Xie Taichu said, "I love you."

Those clear eyes, those eyes like a cold pond, are now rendered with a gentle color by friendship, like the endless grassland in the north, like the surging waves of a great river, like the bright moon in the sky.

As long as you take a look, you will be swallowed up by this undisguised emotion, and you can't help but fall into it.

With tears in his eyes, Zhao Yuan embraced his lover back.

He couldn't make a sound, and said after a long while: "We will be together well, we will go to Qingxing Pavilion and cure your illness, then we will—"

Before he could finish his sentence, a short arrow flew into the sky.

The arrow was extremely fast and made a "hum" sound in the air. Although Xie Taichu was weak, he still rolled on the spot with his arms around Zhao Yuan, avoiding the sneak attack.

The short arrow was driven into the wooden stake on the ground, and it was still trembling slightly.

Xie Taichu was at the end of his battle, now his face was pale, and he gasped for breath.

Not waiting for the two of them to take any action.

There was the sound of a swaying bonfire shouting in the distance.

Duan Baozhai had come in from the woods, looked left and right, and said to Zhao Yuan: "There are Jinyiwei cavalry nearby, about 300 people, and 500 local soldiers, who have made contact with our team. Our army is tired and the number is small. , I am not an opponent, please also ask the prince and the Taoist priest to quickly follow me to retreat to Qingcheng Mountain."

Zhao Yuan supported Xie Taichu with one hand, put his arm around his waist and struggled to stand up and asked: "Who is the commander in chief of the other party?"

"I see." Duan Baozhai gritted his teeth and squeezed out a name, "Shen Zhu."

"He received Shu Liang's secret order to encircle Qingxing Pavilion." Xie Taichu coughed while holding his chest, breathing heavily, "It should have been in this mountain for some time, and he is already familiar with the terrain."

The sound of shouting and killing got closer, and the people around were already gathered, and the big black horse was led over.

Duan Baozhai said anxiously: "My lord, Taoist priest, please quickly retreat to the mountains."

Zhao Yuan got on his horse, dragged Xie Taichu to sit behind him, and asked Xie Taichu, "Where are we going?"

Xie Taichu's face was pale, he whispered: "Go north, towards Laojun Peak..."

At this time, the team had been assembled, except for the people who resisted in the rear, there were only 30 elite soldiers, and a group of people rode horses to protect Zhao Yuan and the two.Duan Baozhai said: "Go north into the mountains!"

The crowd led the horses to shuttle quickly in the dense forest, and the snowflakes fell from the sky and pressed on the treetops, turning the forest into a white one.

The pursuers kept biting up.

Some people left one after another. After these people left, they would never come back, leaving their lives, blood and loyalty in this snow-covered forest forever.

This gave Zhao Yuan a bad premonition.

Fate seems to have become a kind of reincarnation.

Every scene corresponds to the roads that Xie Taichu helped him walk through and the hardships he went through.

Like backtracking.

It's like reminiscing.

"In the beginning." He whispered.

After a while, Xie Taichu behind him answered him: "I am here."

Zhao Yuan made up his mind a bit: "Hold on tighter, if you can't do it, tie us up, and a few miles into the mountains, we can't do anything with bows and arrows, as long as we escape the pursuit and enter Qingxing Pavilion, you will be saved gone."

This time, Xie Taichu behind him was silent for a longer time.

"I just made a promise not to lie to you again." He said, "I don't want to lie to you. Qingxing Pavilion has no antidote. I missed the only pill."

His tone was calm, but Zhao Yuan felt a sudden pain in his heart.

But Xie Taichu said again: "We have all arrived at Qingcheng Mountain, and we must go to Qingxing Pavilion... I miss Master. I don't know... Will he feel relieved when he sees you?"

"Okay, let's go together." Zhao Yuan's voice was hoarse, and he felt a cotton-like blockage stuck in his throat and filled his chest cavity, making him breathless and unable to make a sound.

Xie Taichu behind him didn't say anything.

His shortness of breath gradually became quieter.

Make Zhao Yuan unable to hear the sound.

"In the beginning." Zhao Yuan called out in the snow.

Xie Taichu did not answer him.

"In the beginning!"

The two people on the big black horse had rushed out of the dense forest, and the towering figure in front of the winding mountain road was Mount Qingcheng.The horse team galloped rapidly between the mountain roads.

The bells jingle.

It's like being anxious.

They rushed into the col.

Not far ahead, we began to climb the slope. The road was icy and the snow was heavier.

So the horses couldn't get on.

The big black horse's hooves slipped on the road, and it neighed to the sky, but it refused to retreat.

At this moment, someone behind rushed up and raised the spear in his hand.

Duan Baozhai shouted in shock: "My lord, be careful!"

Zhao Yuan pulled out the Dao Demon Sword between the lightning and flint, and blocked the spear. Even with such a huge force, he and Xie Taichu were still picked off their horses and landed on the mountain road.

The enemy did not give him time to breathe, and the spears arrived again.

Zhao Yuan stood in front of Xie Taichu, his swords crossed.

With a sound of "Dang-!", the tip of the spear hit Dao Demon Sword, the spear never left, and the huge force pressed down from the horse, leaving only the sound of cold weapons rubbing in the air.

Zhao Yuan gritted his teeth to block, his hands trembling, but the Dao Demon Sword was still pressed down by the spear, until the spear pierced his shoulder, and blood drenched in.

He looked up.

Shen Zhu was riding in front of him, looking at him coldly.

"Kaiji, don't come here without any harm."