Let’s run together!

In the lonely night, moonlight shines in from the window.

The fire burning in the temple illuminated the surroundings, and the cold wind outside seemed to be isolated.

Jian Zhen and Ye Jisheng knelt in front of the statue of the Buddha Mother. He put his hands together and said, "Buddha Mother is above, I am Jian Zhen, a disciple of the Immortal Clan."

Ye Jisheng said: "The demon clan Ye Wusheng."

Jian Zhen looked at Ye Jisheng and stared at him, with a bright smile in his eyes. He said softly, "He and I are in love, and I pray for the blessing of the Buddha Mother, and hope that we can be together forever."

Ye Jisheng knelt on the ground, his eyes pious and serious, he said: "The same goes for my disciples."

The two of them bowed solemnly together.

It was somewhat quiet inside the temple, the only sound that could be heard was the crackling sound left by the fire burning through the wood.

Jian Zhen looked at the statue in front of him and secretly made a wish in his heart: "Great Mother Buddha, may you protect every citizen of the demon clan and allow Ye Jisheng to survive this disaster safely."

The two men stood up.

Ye Jisheng held Jian Zhen's hand, his handsome face full of seriousness, and said, "In the future, I will definitely give you a bigger and better ceremony than this one."

Jian Zhen smiled and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you then."

Ye Jisheng felt relieved to see that he really didn't despise him.

After worshiping the Buddha, both of them were in a bad mood. Jian Zhen felt a little sleepy, so Ye Jisheng said, "You sleep, I'll keep watch."

Jian Zhen said: "Then call me in the middle of the night and we can take turns."

Ye Jisheng nodded.

Because the temple was still somewhat messy, Ye Jisheng took his coat and spread it on the haystack. Jian Zhen did not stop him because he knew it was useless to stop him. He simply lay down on the bed that Ye Jisheng had made for him and fell asleep. He was very weak and was already exhausted after running around outside all day. Now he fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

This was a very deep sleep.

When Jian Zhen slowly woke up from her sleep, it was already late at night.

The wind blew in from the tattered window case, bringing with it a whistling sound. Jian Zhen slowly sat up from the straw mat and saw Ye Jisheng leaning against a pillar not far from him. He was sitting on a wooden board, weaving something in his hands, with a focused expression in the moonlight.

Jian Zhen woke up and sat up. Ye Jisheng immediately put down what he was doing, looked at him and asked, "Are you awake?"

"Yeah." Jian Zhen said, "Why didn't you call me?"

Ye Jisheng said: "You are too tired, sleep a little longer, I am not sleepy."

Jian Zhen said: "You are lying, how can I not be sleepy."

Ye Jisheng smiled softly and said, "I have now entered the Golden Core Stage, and I have much more energy than before."

Jian Zhen: “…”

Is this the world of the big guys?

Why do I feel like I’ve regained the familiarity of my past interactions with the Demon Lord?

Is it true that Ye Jisheng will always be Ye Jisheng?

Jian Zhen sighed, but he didn't feel sad. He just looked up at Ye Jisheng with some curiosity and asked, "What were you weaving just now?"

Ye Jisheng said: "This is it."

Jian Zhen came closer and saw clearly that what Ye Jisheng was holding was a bracelet woven with straw rope. The weaving of the bracelet was very delicate. If it was someone else, one might not recognize it, but Jian Zhen recognized it at a glance!

This is the soul ring of the demon.

He had made one for his child and one for Ye Jisheng.

At that time, he wanted to give Ye Jisheng a home, wanted to make up for Ye Jisheng's regrets, and wanted Ye Jisheng to have a family and relatives. However, at that time, he himself had nothing, and he always thought that he had nothing.

But I didn’t expect…

It turns out he had it, it turns out he had it a long time ago.

It turned out that Ye Jisheng had already done this for him tens of millions of years ago.

Jian Zhen took the grass ring from Ye Jisheng's hand and whispered, "Is this for me?"

Ye Jisheng nodded and said, "This is the soul ring of our demon clan. Every child is born with one from each parent, which represents that they are a family from now on. You once told me that your parents have passed away. Since we have already worshipped the Buddha Mother, we are engaged and will be a family from now on. I didn't do it well. If you don't like it, I will start over."

Jian Zhen was stunned. This seemed to be the most words he had ever heard Ye Jisheng say in one breath.

And this passage.

I'm afraid he doesn't want his spirit ring.

Jian Zhen raised his slender wrist. His skin was white, as if it was glowing like white jade under the moonlight. He said softly, "Help me put it on."

Ye Jisheng's red eyes darkened. He took Jian Zhen's hand and placed it in his palm. When he put the soul bracelet on Jian Zhen, Jian Zhen even felt his hand holding the soul bracelet trembling slightly. He treated it with caution as if it were a treasure. He lowered his head, and his eyes were so pious, as if he was worshiping his own god in a deserted temple.

Jian Zhen's eyes were gentle. He lowered his eyes to look at the bracelet on his wrist, smiled softly and said, "It looks really good."

Ye Jisheng held his hand and couldn't take his eyes away.

Jian Zhen said: "I can't give you a soul bracelet now, but I promise you that I will give you a soul bracelet in the future. You gave me a home, and I will give you a home. Do you believe me?"

Ye Jisheng looked up at him and nodded without any hesitation.

Jian Zhen smiled gently, he leaned over and hugged Ye Jisheng, without any reason, just because at this moment, he wanted to hug him. A tear fell on his shoulder, he buried his head and felt Ye Jisheng's breath. There has never been such a moment, he missed him so much, he wanted to be with him forever.

I will do it.

Jane really said in her heart.

In the future you will not only have a home, you will also have a child, our child.

Jane Zhen said softly: "I will never forget today."

Ye Jisheng responded, and he said: "Today is Jiyue, and it is also the happiest day of my life."

Jian Zhen was stunned for a moment and said, "Ji Yue?"

"Yes." Ye Jisheng said: "According to the new lunar calendar of the demon clan, after Baiyue and Qiuyue, the beginning of winter this month is Jiyue."

Jian Zhen always felt that the word "Ji" had some meaning. He thought about it, isn't the "Ji" in "Ye Jisheng" just the same word? It seems that people in later generations know that the Demon Lord is called Ye Jisheng, but the current Demon Lord is called Ye Wusheng. Could there be any connection between them?

Think about this.

Jian Zhen asked softly: "Wu Sheng, have you ever thought about changing your name?"

Ye Jisheng said: "No."

Jane was really relieved. It turned out that it had nothing to do with this.

"However," Ye Jisheng said, "If one day I leave Lingshan and am no longer a sweeping disciple, I should change my name."

Jian Zhen said: "Have you ever thought about changing anything?"

Ye Jisheng seemed to really think about it, and he said, "I want to change my name to Ye Jisheng."

There was some astonishment in Jian Zhen's eyes.

Ye Jisheng said: "Jiyue's Ji, I used to be a lonely ghost, but not now."

Jian Zhen's eyes softened. He had thought many times about what Ye Jisheng's "ji" meant, but he had never thought that it would be this reason. Ye Jisheng was a very strange person. He was not good at expressing love, but every word he said seemed to say that he loved him.

Jian Zhen read his name in a gentle voice: "Ye Jisheng."

Ye Jisheng raised his eyes to look at him, his red eyes reflecting Jian Zhen's figure particularly clearly.

Jian Zhen threw herself into his arms and smiled gently. The wind outside the window blew in like a sob, but he did not feel any cold wind in Ye Jisheng's arms, but only felt warmth. His voice was very soft: "Actually, my name is not Jian Zhu, but one day, you will know my name."

Ye Jisheng heard it, and after a moment of silence he said, "Will that day last a long time?"

Jian Zhen: "Well, maybe it will take a little while."

Ye Jisheng asked, "A few hundred years?"

"What if it's longer than a few hundred years?"

Inside the dilapidated and deserted temple, the air was mixed with dampness and dust. The burning firewood persisted alone in the cold wind. The temple was so silent that only the sound of the wind remained. It seemed a little lonely.

Ye Jisheng finished his words: "Then I will wait too."

Jian Zhen's eyes widened a little, and his eyes became moist. He leaned lightly on Ye Jisheng's shoulder and smiled silently.

That's enough.

Then everything he had to endure to come here at the risk of losing his soul was enough.

Day 2

At dawn in the morning, when Jian Zhen was drowsy, he heard some noise coming from outside. He faintly heard the voices of people talking outside:

"Is this the place?"

“It should be them!”

"Yesterday, that demon bastard trampled us all into the water."

"Go, find him and kill him!"

Jian Zhen woke up from his sleep with a start. He looked at the morning light coming in outside and became fully awake. He looked at Ye Jisheng nervously, but found that Ye Jisheng had already woken up and was looking outside.

When Jian Zhen was about to move, Ye Jisheng held him down and whispered, "Don't move. I'm going to go out for a while."

Jian Zhen became a little anxious when he heard this. He knew there were quite a lot of people outside. Even if Ye Jisheng was already in the Golden Core Stage, he would definitely suffer a loss!

I could hear footsteps approaching outside.

Jian Zhen grabbed Ye Jisheng and said, "Hide in the back, leave this to me."

Ye Jisheng frowned, obviously unwilling.

Jian Zhen was anxious, and he said, "Please trust me, I will protect you."

Ye Jisheng met Jian Zhen's gaze, and after a brief pause, he nodded slightly. He was used to facing everything on his own. This was the first time that someone rushed in front of him to protect him.

Jian Zhen pushed everyone back and helped Ye Jisheng hide. Then the wooden board outside was kicked open.

“Bang!”

Huge clouds of dust flew everywhere.

Jian Zhen frowned as he sat on the straw mat. He covered the dust with his clothes, looked at everyone, sneezed in displeasure, and asked, "What are you doing?"

There were three people standing outside the door who came in and were a little surprised to see him.

One of the leaders, the disciple who fainted in the stream yesterday, said, “Senior Brother Jian, have you ever seen Ye Wusheng?”

Jian Zhen blinked and said innocently, "Wu Sheng? What happened to him? I haven't seen him since I entered the forest. What are you looking for him for?"

“That Ye Wusheng was really ruthless!” the disciple said indignantly, “When we surrounded him yesterday, this bastard from the demon clan actually dared to resist and trapped us all in the water. If I wasn’t a good swimmer, I might have been drowned by him!”

When Jian Zhen heard the word "bastard", her brows furrowed.

"That's right, he must be taught a lesson."

"If I catch him, I will skin him alive to vent my anger!"

"We made such a fool of ourselves!"

Jian Zhen stood up from the straw mat and said, "My fellow disciples, this is just a disciple test. There is no need to kill all of your fellow disciples."

The tall disciple heard this as if he had heard a joke: "Brother Jian, you and I are both from the Immortal Clan, but Ye Wusheng is from the Demon Clan. Do we tell the fate of people from the Demon Clan? Are they worthy of being our fellow disciples?"

The words fell.

The other two men burst into laughter.

The fatter disciple said, "When I was at home, I could kill the slaves of the demon clan whenever I wanted. They are originally a lowly and weak race, and the strong prey on the weak. It would be useless to kill one of these lowly people, let alone a hundred or a thousand!"

“Hmm…”

The disciple was halfway through his speech when he realized that he couldn't speak. His fat face turned red from being unable to speak, and he looked at Jian Zhen in shock and horror.

The tall disciple asked in panic, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

The chubby disciple pointed at Jian Zhen.

The tall disciple looked at Jian Zhen angrily and said, "What are you doing?"

Jian Zhen said expressionlessly: "I silenced him with a silencing spell. I learned this spell from my senior brother."

The tall disciple was furious: "What? Hurry up and untie my brother. Do you put the rest of us in your eyes? Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you are the disciple of the master?!"

Jian Zhen said calmly: "Why not? Didn't he say it himself? The strong prey on the weak, and the weak deserve to be killed. In this case, I am the disciple of the master, I am stronger than you, so I can kill you too."

He said it calmly, and it didn't seem like he was joking at all.

The tall disciple choked up and said, "Are you crazy? Do you believe me? I will go back and report to the Grand Master and the Senior Brother and let them punish you!"

Jian Zhen said: "You go, then I will also tell the senior brother that you secretly wanted to kill other disciples during the competition."

"We want to kill a demon disciple, what's wrong with that?" The tall disciple drew his sword and pointed at Jian Zhen and said, "Why are you so protective of that bitch? Do you have any relationship? Ah, I remember now. He seems to be your slave who has always served you. Yes, he is also good-looking. You like him and can't bear to let him go?"

Jane really didn't say anything.

The tall disciple laughed even more arrogantly: "I didn't realize that you usually look sick, but you actually have a big appetite. How about it, is he serving you well? Can he satisfy you? If you are not satisfied, why don't we brothers satisfy you?"

As he spoke, he reached out to pull Jane Zhen's clothes.

However, before the hands got close to Jian Zhen, a sharp red light flashed. Jian Zhen could only hear a scream, and a bright red flame burned on the disciple's hands.

The tall disciple swung his arms frantically: "Fire, fire..."

Severe pain spread from his arm. He rolled on the ground in agony but could not put out the fire. The other two disciples rushed to help but were also ignited by the fire. The three of them were burned into a ball, but the fire seemed to have spirituality and did not ignite other objects in the temple, but only burned the three people.

Ye Jisheng walked out slowly from behind. His face was frosty and his red eyes were like icy gems. He was looking down at the person on the ground wailing in pain.

When the tall disciple saw him, he cursed: "You bastard, I knew it was you who did this!"

Another disciple also said: "Put out the fire quickly, or we will peel off your skin and make you live a life worse than death!"

Ye Jisheng sneered, as if he had heard a joke.

The fat disciple's silence spell was lifted, and he wailed, "Ye Wusheng, put out the fire for us quickly, or we will go to our master to sue you when we get out. You, a slave, dare to hurt us. I will kill all the slaves in your North Peak and exterminate all of you lowly people of the demon race!"

The crimson flames burned, but they could not burn away their aggressive arrogance.

Ye Jisheng lowered his eyes and said calmly: "What if I don't?"

Three people were engulfed in the fire.

Ye Jisheng stood aside and said, "My soul fire cannot be extinguished except by myself. It will keep burning until your bones and blood are burned clean. Don't you love to kill the demons for fun? How does it feel to die at the hands of a demon?"

The other three people panicked when they heard this.

The tall disciple shouted, "Brother Jian! You are from our Immortal Clan, hurry up and kill this slave to save us! I'm going to skin him alive!"

Jian Zhen looked at the burning fire and frowned slightly, but her brows turned cold when she heard the next sentence.

Seeing that he didn't move, the tall disciple cursed madly: "Jian Zhu, you are a traitor. You want to be with this demon? You are dreaming. Grandmaster and brothers will never allow it! You two will definitely not have a good ending. Hahahaha, Jian Zhu, you will not die well..."

"boom!"

The huge soul fire grew larger like a bloodthirsty monster.

Ye Jisheng rushed over and punched the man in the face. He was surrounded by flames and punched him again and again, and even blood splattered on his face.

Jian Zhen listened quietly to the wailing of his disciples until the sounds gradually faded away. He slowly walked over, reached out to hold Ye Jisheng, and said softly, "Stop hitting him, he's already dead."

The ruthless man slowly stopped his actions when Jian Zhen finished speaking.

Ye Jisheng's eyes were as red as blood.

The fire in the temple was huge. Ye Jisheng's soul fire was the most powerful weapon in the world. It burned the bodies of the three people until nothing was left. Only the faint smell of blood lingered in the temple.

It was dawn outside the temple.

The cold wind blew in waves without stopping.

Jian Zhen looked at the woods and open space outside and said softly, "It's snowing."

Snowflakes were floating between heaven and earth, falling one by one, covering the ground with a layer of white. The dilapidated temple stood alone between heaven and earth.

Ye Jisheng came over from behind and put a coat on Jian Zhen.

Jian Zhen glanced sideways and saw the blood on his cheek. She took out a clean handkerchief and wiped it for him. She said softly, "You killed someone. When the disciple assessment is over tomorrow and the headcount is counted, the immortals will not let you go."

Ye Jisheng looked up at him. His tone was calm, and he gently helped Jian Zhen fasten the belt of her coat: "You go first. No one will know what happened here. I won't let this matter involve you."

Jane really said: "What about you?"

Ye Jisheng was silent for a moment. He didn't say anything, but it seemed as if he had already said something.

The wind and snow fell on the world and on the two people. A pair of hands fell on his wrists. Jian Zhen said, "Let's run together."

Who cares about the sacred mountain, the immortal clan, or the responsibilities?

He is simple and honest, and he is just a blade of grass.

He wants to be with the people he likes, that's all.

Jian Zhen's eyes were slightly red, but his whole body seemed to be full of life, as if burning. He held Ye Jisheng tightly and said, "Didn't we worship the Buddha together? We swore to be together forever, so we can't be separated. Take me away, leave here, leave Lingshan, let's go to the demon clan, or anywhere else!"

A warrior charging for love~!