Chapter 119 Chapter 119 Guilt towards the enemy is love

Jiang Zhaoxue was a little dazed when she heard the word "Madam".

It wasn't until he carried her back to the bedroom, laid her on the bed, and began to infuse her with spiritual energy that Jiang Zhaoxue suddenly reacted. She held him down and said, "Don't mess around! I'm fine, I just need to take care of myself!"

He was practicing the Nine Netherworld Realm technique. To inject spiritual energy, it had to be converted into immortal energy first. This method was extremely energy-consuming. She was safe now, so there was naturally no need for such consumption.

Her hands held him down, and he didn't say a word. He just raised his eyes, trying his best to suppress his emotions. There was a hint of fear in his eyes, which made Jiang Zhaoxue feel uneasy.

She knew she was in the wrong and didn't want to have any more misunderstandings with him, so she immediately explained, "I didn't deliberately hide what happened today. I just noticed that every time you had feelings for me, Xin Luoyi would notice. I suspected she could check on you..."

Jiang Zhaoxue's voice became softer and softer, and after a long time, he felt that there seemed to be no need for explanation.

When has she ever done something without a reason?

She fell silent, letting Pei Zichen stare at her. After a long moment, she softly said, "I'm sorry."

"Are you wrong?"

He asked back, Jiang Zhaoxue paused, she didn't know how to respond.

Is she wrong?

She didn't realize that every decision she made was the best decision she could make at that moment, and it would be the same a million times. Since it was the best decision at the time, how could she be wrong?

But she still said this apology because she knew that no matter whether he was right or wrong, the person in front of her was hurt.

She remained silent. Pei Zichen looked at her and recalled the scene he saw when he entered the sea of ​​consciousness.

She was just about to follow the "Pei Zichen" in the illusion and leave.

He suppressed the remaining panic when he saw her reaching out, held her hand, and tried his best to control his emotions before asking, "Why?"

Jiang Zhaoxue looked at him blankly, and saw his eyelashes trembling slightly. He said in a low voice: "I remember that in the Lingxu Illusionary Realm, Lingxu Shan once said that your mind is very strong and you don't need illusions to satisfy your wishes. Why are you deceived by Xinluo Yi today and have such an illusion? I am still here..."

Pei Zichen was at a loss for words and didn't know how to start.

He is obviously alive.

He was still alive, he was right behind her, but she almost followed a person in an illusion and left.

He couldn't help but look up at Jiang Zhaoxue: "Why?"

"Because..." Jiang Zhaoxue hesitated. She was a little hesitant to speak, but she knew she shouldn't hide it. She struggled for a long time before looking up at him, "Because I'm scared."

"What are you afraid of?"

"Pei Zichen," Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't help but tremble her eyelashes as she whispered, "I watched you die in front of me with my own eyes."

Pei Zichen held her hand. Jiang Zhaoxue felt a pang of pain in her heart. She whispered, "I watched you die and I called back your soul. I'm not heartless, but... I just have to live."

As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes for some reason. "I owe you too much. If you really died and couldn't come back, what would you let me do? But if you could live, I would do everything I could to get you back instead of wasting time lamenting and complaining. I think I should live a better life. I think if it were Pei Zichen, he would definitely want me to live a better life."

Speaking of the name "Pei Zichen", she couldn't stop her tears from falling. She didn't want to cry in front of this man, but she knew that if she didn't speak, they would be together forever.

So even though she was embarrassed and humiliated, she forced herself to continue, "I know I'm arrogant and selfish, and I also know I'm rude and rude, but I always feel that the Pei Zichen I know wants me to live a good life, so I shouldn't let him, nor anyone else, worry. And if you come back, I should be full of hope. If I'm sad, it means I've tacitly agreed that you're really dead, and your soul will never return. I came to the Nine Netherworld Realm for Pei Zichen, and I approached Li Xiuji for Pei Zichen, but in the end you told me that Pei Zichen was Li Xiuji's reincarnation, and now your soul has returned-"

Jiang Zhaoxue looked at the strange yet familiar person across from her through her tearful eyes: "When your soul returns, are you still Pei Zichen?"

Pei Zichen listened and vaguely understood what she meant. He listened to her say: "Pei Zichen will give up the artifact for me, will you? In Pei Zichen's heart, the Nine Nether Realm is his enemy. What about you, do you? Pei Zichen loves me, do you? I don't know."

Jiang Zhaoxue sobbed softly, tears falling on the back of his hand: "I can only verify again and again, and look for clues of you again and again. I just like to see that you care about me, I just want to find the shadow of Pei Zichen in you, sometimes I think I have found it, I think if you were him, you can just be jealous and coax him, but...but..." As she spoke, she finally couldn't help but burst into tears: "How could Pei Zichen hate me? It was obviously you who taught me--" She raised her tearful eyes, with anger and anger, "It was obviously you who taught me!"

This question, mixed with tears and sobs, startled Pei Zichen. He stood there in a daze, at a loss as to what to do.

The person in front of him had never behaved so badly in front of him, and Jiang Zhaoxue felt embarrassed. He turned his head away and didn't want to look at him.

But once she started crying, she couldn't stop. She sobbed softly and raised her hands to wipe her tears. She wanted to run away, but she knew she couldn't.

It took Pei Zichen a long time to come back to his senses after listening to all this.

He couldn't help but sit forward and wiped her tears with his hand: "Don't cry."

"Don't touch me!"

"Pei Zichen will never hate you."

As soon as he said this, Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned. She turned around blankly and saw Pei Zichen's face with a bit of bitterness. He chuckled and said, "The one I hate is myself."

"What?"

Jiang Zhaoxue was a little confused, but Pei Zichen's eyes showed resignation. He said softly, "If I said I hated you, it would be a lie. I don't hate you, I like you."

As he spoke, he gently tucked her hair behind her ears and whispered, "Even though I know you lied to me, even though I know you only owe me, even though I know your feelings for me are far less than mine, I still can't help but like you. I can't control this feeling, and I want you to return the same feelings, but I know I can't wait, so I feel resentful and speak harshly."

"But I like you..."

"I can't sense it."

Pei Zichen interrupted her, his eyes dead, and whispered, "Jiang Zhaoxue, I'm not as tolerant as you think. I know you think that I'm in Li Xiuji's body now, without a divine core, and can't feel emotions, but I know clearly. In my memory, my resentment is real, my sadness is real. From the past to this moment, I know that you may have liked me, but your love is always separated by a layer. I don't know what it is, but I know that you have never liked me wholeheartedly. And what I want is-"

Pei Zichen hid sadness in his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "But it happens that I like you wholeheartedly."

He was never tolerant or generous.

He was more narrow-minded and mean than she had imagined. He wanted her as a person, and he wanted her greedily.

Even though they had a Taoist partner contract, even though she said she liked him, he always felt it was not enough, never enough.

Blame her for not being able to love herself as much as he loved her.

He hated why she couldn't be devoted to him alone.

But all these resentments disappeared the moment she got into trouble.

"But it doesn't matter anymore."

He spoke tiredly, lowered his head and touched the tears on the back of her hand, and said indifferently: "I don't care now. Nothing is more important than you. I regretted it all the way here. Whether you like me, don't like me, or how much you like me, it doesn't matter. You are alive and well, which is more important than anything else."

"But I like you!"

Jiang Zhaoxue blurted out, finally realizing what was bothering Pei Zichen. She hurriedly grasped his hand and said seriously, "Pei Zichen, I used to think the same as you. I wasn't sure whether I liked you or not. But when you died in my arms at the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion, I realized that I did like you."

"That's guilt."

"That's not guilt. I don't feel any guilt towards you!" Jiang Zhaoxue said loudly, "You killed me!"

Pei Zichen was startled. He looked up at her and saw Jiang Zhaoxue saying seriously, "I saw a book. It was about all of us. You were the protagonist of that book. You and Shen Yuqing both liked Mu Jinyue. And because I had a heart-to-heart with Shen Yuqing, Penglai was forced to oppose you. In the end, you became the Demon Lord of the Nine Netherworld Realm and counterattacked to enter the True Immortal Realm. In the book, you destroyed Penglai and killed me. I still remember that feeling."

Jiang Zhaoxue raised her hand to support her neck, suppressing the fear in her eyes, and said anxiously: "I remember the feeling of you breaking my neck and killing me. I still had a child at that time, and I knew you would destroy everything I had, so I don't feel guilty towards you!"

Pei Zichen stared at her blankly, and Jiang Zhaoxue's eyes welled up: "I don't feel guilty about treating my enemies. I feel guilty because it's love."

Because she fell in love with this enemy, she tried every possible means to find an excuse to forgive him and a way to let him survive.

The deeper you love, the more you give up.

That's why in the end, even though he should have unlocked the spirit formation and taken away everything from him, he chose to let him go.

"I originally married Shen Yuqing so that you could survive. If the Soul Locking Array is activated, you must die. But if it isn't, I won't be able to break the heart contract with Shen Yuqing, and you've gone to the Nine Netherworld Realm. Everything is just as the book says. I don't know if I will die at your hands. So I have to let you go, marry Shen Yuqing to break the contract, and save my father and the True Immortal Realm. I never thought you would come back..."

"I thought you would go to the Nine Netherworld and become a Demon Lord, just like in the book. You said you couldn't feel my love, you said you always felt there was a barrier between you and me, and you were right. But it's not because I don't have you in my heart, but because you, Pei Zichen, are the sharp sword hanging over my head."

Jiang Zhaoxue stared at him intently: "How could I fall in love with the person who will kill me in the future? And how can I be sure that you won't fall in love with Mu Jinyue? Pei Zichen, I'm not twenty years old."

She said seriously: "I like to pass people. I have already lost once. I can't afford to lose."

"So now you..."

Pei Zichen was a little slow to react and spoke subconsciously, but before he could finish, he was interrupted by Jiang Zhaoxue.

"I give up."

He was stunned and saw Jiang Zhaoxue staring at him.

"Pei Zichen, whether you want to kill me or like Mu Jinyue in the future, no matter what the future holds, I still want to like you."

She said this calmly.

But there was never a time when he felt that it had such weight.

He listened to the sound of his heartbeat, heavy and slow, and his whole body seemed to be deeply trapped in her eyes, unable to escape.

After saying this, Jiang Zhaoxue's heart calmed down for a moment. She took a deep breath, knelt on the bed, held his hand, and said seriously: "I know you may not believe me now, but every word I say is true. It doesn't matter if you don't believe me today, I can wait until you believe me. Your demigod body is formed by resentment. If you are devoured and become an evil god, it will be against the will of heaven and you will suffer a fatal disaster. I will help you condense a divine core and help you return to Pei Zichen's body to become a god. When the time comes, it's okay if you like me or not. Just live well and do whatever you want." She looked up at him, "It's all up to you."

Pei Zichen didn't say anything, he just looked at Jiang Zhaoxue quietly.

After Jiang Zhaoxue finished speaking, she realized that this sentence was too familiar, as if Pei Zichen had just said it. She froze and said hurriedly: "I'm not imitating you..."

"So what am I going to do?"

He spoke, and Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned. Then he looked at her quietly and said softly, "Only if I possess the divine core can I fully recall the beautiful memories we had together. So how can I do it faster?"

"Just," Jiang Zhaoxue didn't expect him to cooperate so well. Her head was buzzing, and she said subconsciously, "Do what you forgot, or what you like most."

"for example?"

Jiang Zhaoxue froze. Pei Zichen looked at her reaction, thought for a moment, and said softly, "Let me take a look at your injuries."

"I'm not hurt."

"some."

Pei Zichen held her ankle and said firmly.

Jiang Zhaoxue's body froze as she watched Pei Zichen pull her ankles, guide her legs from the bed to his legs, lift up her skirt, revealing her fair and slender calves.

When he lifted up her skirt, his fingers accidentally brushed across her leg bone. The chill made Jiang Zhaoxue tremble slightly, but she quickly stopped herself and glanced at Pei Zichen's expression. She saw him sitting on the edge of the bed, holding her ankle with his hand, staring down at her calf with clear eyes and a steady expression.

She didn't dare to guess his thoughts, for fear of provoking him again, so she could only pretend to be calm and said unconvincedly: "Look, I said it's nothing, right?"

"The evil spirit is still there."

Pei Zichen heard her words but ignored them. He just raised his hand and tapped her leg lightly. In an instant, red and black aura appeared on her legs and wrapped around her calves.

Jiang Zhaoxue saw the aura but didn't care. She just said, "It's just a little bit of evil energy. I can expel it through meditation tonight. Don't worry."

"It still needs to be dealt with."

Pei Zichen spoke, and as he spoke, he lifted her ankles and pulled them apart. Before Jiang Zhaoxue could react to what he was about to do, he tilted his head and kissed the inside of her calf, sucking it gently.

Jiang Zhaoxue's breathing stagnated, and her gauze skirt slid down as she raised her legs. His lips seemed to be following the gauze skirt, kissing and sucking the evil spirit while sliding up.

While doing this, his expression remained clear, but Jiang Zhaoxue's muscles were tense and his breathing became heavy.

She didn't dare to guess Pei Zichen's intentions, so she just let him kiss her deeper and deeper, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Didn't you say there was a wound here?"

She heard the sound of silk tearing, as if the other person had carefully checked it. Then she felt her belt being torn open slowly and forcefully, and then kissed her abdomen: "Here again?"

She was speechless and subconsciously wanted to curl up, but the other person gently pressed down on her shoulders, spread her out, and said calmly: "You are still healing, don't move."

She couldn't move, her whole body was stripped naked and trapped in layers of clothes, feeling his serious and focused "healing".

With the previous experience in mind, she didn't even dare to guess whether she had crossed the line or not. She could only force herself to think about "healing" and let Pei Zichen suck her into a pool of spring water. She completely collapsed on the bed and could only grit her teeth and dared not speak.

After he pressed her down and kissed her into his mouth, taking away the last bit of magic from her tongue, he finally untied his belt.

As their skin touched, a familiar memory flashed through his mind. He was stunned for a moment and then slid to the door.

Jiang Zhaoxue screamed, grabbed his arm, and then stopped quickly.

Pei Zichen felt a numbness in his waist and hurriedly stopped. He looked up, panting, and saw Jiang Zhaoxue turning her head away with a red face. She tried her best to hold her breath, and seemed a little bit unbelieving. She asked in a trembling voice: "Are you...still healing?"

Hearing the word "healing", Pei Zichen couldn't help but laugh.

He paused for a moment, then slowly lowered his waist, following the fragments of memory, lowered his head and kissed her neck, and smiled softly: "Well, I'm still healing."

Hearing his tone, Jiang Zhaoxue knew he was joking, but it was difficult for her to form a sentence, so she could only speak incoherently: "Pei... Pei Zichen... you... you don't... don't want to..."

"I don't understand what Master Jiang said."

Pei Zichen's movements felt particularly familiar. He simply closed his eyes, following the rhythm in his memory, holding her waist, and enjoying it to the fullest. "But the Immortal Lord, please take care of your injuries today, and I will make sure you enjoy it to the fullest.

"Pei Zichen!"

Jiang Zhaoxue finally confirmed that he was doing bad things under the pretext of "healing", and even mentioned that she could seduce him because she was rejected. She couldn't help but feel very angry, and struggled to kick him, but was only held by his legs, and he did whatever he wanted.

He leaned over and kissed her. Jiang Zhaoxue felt that she should refuse to preserve her dignity, but when she saw the smile in his eyes, she was stunned again and he took advantage of her opportunity.

The spirit was extremely cold, but she slowly warmed it up.

She slowly softened, completely letting go of everything, her whole body rising and falling in the clouds, just enjoying herself and humming.

Pei Zichen couldn't help but laugh when he saw how arrogant this man became after getting the benefit.

But seeing that she was obsessed with him, her heart was filled with something.

He looked at the person in front of him with fascination and couldn't help but lower his head to kiss her again.

"Yaoyao," an unusually familiar name emerged in his mind, "I'm sorry, I'm very happy."

Knowing that she is sad is not something you should be happy about.

He knew she was sad for him, but he couldn't help but be happy for her.

"sorry."

While apologizing, he couldn't control himself. He was completely close to her while she was yelling and cursing, completely possessing her, connecting with her in every way, and giving her all his love: "I love you."

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The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Jiang Zhaoxue: "Could you please stop saying sorry and doing this kind of thing?!"

Pei Zichen: "I'm sorry, I want to say sorry."

Jiang Zhaoxue: "..."