Chapter 170 Reconciliation
Facing Lu Yan's suspicious gaze, Xing Yuan's heart skipped a beat for an inexplicable moment. He seriously suspected that the other party knew something, but he was confident that his disguise would not be flawed. After a brief panic, he regained his composure. He frowned and said in a cold voice:
"It's none of your business."
This is only Lu Yan. If anyone else dared to threaten him like this, Xing Yuan would have broken his neck by now.
Lu Yan actually didn't guess anything, but he vaguely felt that it was strange that Xing Yuan knew the Wanderer: "I'm just curious about how you plan to deal with her."
Xing Yuan chuckled, his dark eyes revealing a hint of sarcasm: "Besides death, is there any other way for a wanderer to survive?"
Lu Yan frowned: "But she has never killed anyone."
Xing Yuan: "So what?"
Do humans care about this? They only care about whether this wanderer will suddenly go crazy and eat them.
Lu Yan: "Aren't you going to save her?"
Xing Yuan's forehead was throbbing with veins: "Why should I save her?"
Lu Yan: “You know each other.”
Xing Yuan: "Who said we know each other?!"
Lu Yan: "You went in and stayed with her for half an hour even though you didn't know her."
Xing Yuan: “…”
Xing Yuan's sharp tongue was of no use in front of Lu Yan. He turned around in anger and wanted to leave, but was grabbed by the other party. There was a difference between the warm palm of a human being and the cold body temperature of a wanderer, and Xing Yuan almost shrank from the burns.
"Lu Yan——"
Xing Yuan turned around and looked at him, his eyes dark and his tone dangerous: "Do you remember what I told you?"
Lu Yan sighed: "I remember you said that you'd better not let me run into you in Sky City in the future, otherwise I will never let you go."
Xing Yuan pulled his hand back with all his strength, lowered his voice and warned coldly: "This is just the first time, it won't happen again. If I see you again, I will never let you go!"
The thunder element is a natural enemy and a natural nemesis. Xing Yuan tries hard to suppress his desire to kill every day, but Lu Yan is still going forward at this time. If there is a next time, he is not sure whether he will be soft-hearted.
After leaving the Executive Building, Xing Yuan went straight home. It was just getting dark, the night when wanderers were most active, but he suddenly lost his energy and felt dizzy. He lay in bed, not wanting to move at all, and buried his face in the pillow, looking listless.
People say that those who wander around are evil, but in fact, humans are the best at deceiving others.
Xing Yuan originally liked Lu Yan very much. This human was good-looking, had a nice voice, and a gentle personality. No matter how angry he was, he always had a smiling face and always found ways to coax him and kiss him.
This was the first time that Xing Yuan had experienced love in his life. Although he looked cold and indifferent on the surface, he was actually quite silly and had been half deceived by others.
Why is that lightning-type psychic Lu Yan?
Xing Yuan felt somewhat sad and annoyed because he found that he could not bring himself to kill the other party. His thoughts were tangled and confused, and he fell asleep unknowingly. He had a rare dream in his life.
Humans possess the highest level of intelligence, yet they still kill each other, not to mention the naturally vicious wanderers. Xing Yuan didn't know how he was born, he only knew that he had lived in a small cave since he became conscious, which seemed to be the place where all things were born.
In the dark cave, there is a pool of red, boiling magma, in which is immersed a group of intangible power. No one can see what it looks like, and no one knows whether it is a man or a woman. It just bubbles up year after year. All wanderers call that group of power "Priest".
The priest imprisoned all the wanderers nearby in a cave, forcing them to devour and kill each other. Only those who survived were eligible to receive a number and become his "children."
Xing Yuan has been in the human world for a long time, but the scene in the cave is still vivid in his mind: the air was filled with a sweet and foul smell, and the ground was covered with all kinds of broken corpse viscera. A wanderer can be anything in this world, a wisp of wind, a cloud, as long as there is a chance, it is possible to become a wanderer, but the priest likes to collect rotten human corpses the most. He said that the wanderers refined in this way have the deepest hatred and the strongest power.
Among all the wanderers, the priest liked Xing Yuan the most.
Xing Yuan is a rotten heart.
The human heart often carries the most love and hate. If it can be successfully gathered, it will gain unprecedented power.
As expected, Xing Yuan became the number one wanderer, but that didn't mean anything. He still had to be on guard against the devourers of the same kind 24 hours a day and face their attacks in groups.
If there is a first place, there must be a last place. Xing Yuan originally had no memory of Xiao Rou. She was too weak. The thousands of wanderers in the cave would quickly devour her without leaving any trace. The reason why he remembered her was probably because Xiao Rou had escaped countless times, and he found her once.
This is something that must not happen in the place where she was born. Once the priest finds out, he will beat her to ashes. But Xing Yuan doesn't care. He only cares about how to make himself stronger and how to survive the killing. His body like black mist swirls in the air, and a pair of cold scarlet eyes can be vaguely seen:
"No. 3275, why are you running away?"
Even when he asked questions, they sounded lifeless, like an emotionless machine.
Xiaorou can already transform into a human form, or rather, most of the wanderers in this cave can transform into a human form, but she is the only one who likes this form. Blocked by Xing Yuan on her way out, she is panicked and terrified, but mostly in despair:
"I don't want to stay in the place where I was born. I want to see the human world."
Xing Yuan's cold voice made Xiao Rou shiver all over:
"We are your kind."
Xiaorou cried and shook her head: "No... No one of the same kind will kill each other... I will die sooner or later if I stay in the cave, I might as well try to escape... I hate those rotten smells..."
Xing Yuan said indifferently: "You can't escape."
Xiaorou's eyes suddenly became stubborn and firm. She bit her lower lip tightly and said, "No, I will escape!"
ridiculous.
At that time, Xing Yuan had only this one thought in his mind. He did not stop Xiao Rou from escaping, nor did he help her escape. He only knew that from that day on, he never saw No. 3275 again, and there were No. 3276 and No. 3277 in the cave...
As for why he later escaped from the place of his birth, Xing Yuan thought for a long time before he figured out the reason. He was sleeping in the cave that day, and suddenly hundreds of second-level wanderers attacked him. Due to the fierce number, his spirit body was eaten to pieces. If he continued to stay, he would either be devoured by the rest of his kind, or be eaten by the priest as feed. Both results would make Xing Yuan feel unwilling.
So he escaped.
The low-level wanderers outside did not dare to stop him, and he left the stinking cave all year round like a gust of wind. The priest could only control the wanderers within a fixed range. Once they were too far away, he would be helpless.
It was not until that time that Xing Yuan realized that there was something called the sun outside. Under the sun was the sky city, and under the sky city was the devil city. It was also a world with strict class structure, but it was much better than the place where he was born.
So he took root there.
The appearance of No. 3275 is like a thin thread, pulling at those not-so-pleasant memories in Xing Yuan's mind. At the same time, it also makes him clearly realize that humans and wanderers cannot coexist. Once exposed, it will be a situation of life and death.
This dream was too real. The smell of rotting flesh and bones lingered. Xing Yuan could even clearly recall the excruciating pain when those creatures swarmed over him and gnawed at his body. His brows were furrowed, his breathing was rapid and uneasy, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of cold sweat.
Suddenly, someone seemed to turn on the light and walk into the room, but Xing Yuan couldn't open his eyes. He felt a faint white light through his eyelids, and then a warm hand touched his forehead, and a voice muttering in his ears:
"It's so cold, are you sick?"
Are you sick?
Xing Yuan wondered if wanderers could get sick, but they were obviously not human, they could only get hurt.
Xing Yuan opened his eyelids with great difficulty, and focused his blurry vision. He saw a familiar face. It was Lu Yan. The other person's eyes, which always smiled, were now filled with worry. His brows were furrowed, and he was gently searching for the thermometer in the bedside cabinet.
"Who asked you to come?"
As soon as Xing Yuan opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was very hoarse, and his tone was impatient, but when he listened carefully, he sounded a little aggrieved.
Lu Yan paused when he heard that. He actually felt that Xing Yuan was in a bad mood today, so he came over to check. Unexpectedly, the other party did not delete his facial recognition data, so he easily entered the bedroom.
Lu Yan made up an excuse: "I left my clothes here, come and get them."
That's true; he didn't even have time to get a change of clothes.
Xing Yuan was furious when he heard this. Lu Yan came over in the middle of the night not to get back together with him, but to think about those tattered clothes?! He sat up from the bed and gritted his teeth:
“I bought all that!”
Lu Yan thought there was nothing wrong with it: "You bought it and gave it to me as a gift."
Xing Yuan: "Who said that? Where's the evidence?!"
Seeing his angry look, Lu Yan said nothing. After a while, he couldn't help laughing: "You are sick, why are you still so angry?"
Xing Yuan felt as if something had been stabbed in the heart when he heard this. He was visibly panicked. He subconsciously turned his head away, frowning, "I'm not sick!"
Lu stretched out his hand and touched his forehead: "You are so cold, and you said you are not sick. I will go get you some hot water."
It's strange to say, when other people have a fever they are all burning, but Xing Yuan is as cold as an ice cube. Lu Yan has lived here for a while, and he knows without looking for medicine that the other party must have no medicine at home. He got up and walked to the kitchen, found two pieces of old ginger from the food cabinet, washed and sliced them, threw them into the pot and boiled them with brown sugar water.
The nanny in Xing Yuan's family is quite dedicated. No matter whether she eats at home or not, there are always fresh vegetables in the cupboard.
Xing Yuan heard some noise coming from the kitchen and didn't know what Lu Yan was doing, but he really didn't have the strength to get up, so he could only lie on the pillow and wait for him to come back.
Not long after, Lu Yan came back with a bowl of boiling brown sugar ginger water. He sat down beside the bed and waited until the bowl was a little cooler before saying, "Come and drink some ginger water. It can cure headaches and colds."
Xing Yuan's eyelids drooped weakly, and his eyelashes cast a thick shadow, making his skin look particularly pale. "I said I'm not sick."
He thought to himself, is this guy stupid? He had already said that he would not show mercy if he saw him again, so why did Lu Yan still move forward?
Lu Yan used a spoon to stir the bowl gently. The steam rose up, blurring his serious eyes. "Don't you want me to leave? I'll leave after I finish drinking. How about that?"
Hearing this, Xing Yuan finally lifted his eyelids and looked at Lu Yan. His dark pupils were filled with nameless emotions. He seemed not to be afraid of the heat. He suddenly picked up the bowl and drank it without any expression. Then he put it heavily on the bedside table: "You can leave now!"
After he finished speaking, he turned over and faced away from Lu Yan, determined to out of sight and out of mind.
Let's go, let's go, Xing Yuan closed his eyes, thinking maliciously that the wanderer liked to eat people, and Lu Yan would be eaten sooner or later if he stayed with him.
After a moment of silence, Xing Yuan heard the sound of a door closing and lights turning off behind him. He couldn't explain why, but he suddenly felt a little regretful. However, he couldn't bring himself to ask for the man to stay, and his mind was in a mess.
The quilt was lifted up in the dark, and Lu Yan quietly took off his coat and got on the bed. Xing Yuan was startled when he noticed the warm and strong body behind him. He opened his eyes suddenly and said in a panic: "You!"
"Tsk."
Lu Yan motioned him to be quiet, then reached out and hugged Xing Yuan's cold body. His voice was slightly tired due to sleepiness, but it was particularly gentle due to the darkness. "I'm worried about leaving you alone. Leave tomorrow morning."
Xing Yuan tried to struggle, but was held tightly by Lu Yan. The harder he struggled, the tighter he was held. The stalemate lasted for a long time, and Xing Yuan finally closed his eyes as if he had given up.
In a daze, he heard the human whisper in his ear: "Let's make peace, okay?"
Reconcile?
Xing Yuan unexpectedly found that he didn't seem to be that resistant to this word. He didn't say anything, but just reluctantly kicked Lu Yan under the quilt as a "hint" to make peace.
Just like a kitten rubbing its head against another's, or a puppy touching his nose against another's.
If a wanderer likes something, he will swallow it, but Xing Yuan doesn't seem to have this idea at the moment. If he swallows it, it will turn into a pile of rotten meat, how ugly.
Lu Yan knew that Xing Yuan had been coaxed, so he reached out and rubbed his hair, and then kissed his eyes in the dark: "I will never hide anything from you again."
Xing Yuan couldn't help but raise his lips when he heard this, but his tone was a little flat: "Oh."
Lu Yan: "Don't hide it from me either."
Xing Yuan: “…Oh.”
I feel very guilty.
Tonight they slept in each other's arms and slept so soundly that they did not notice that the bright moon outside the window was suddenly covered with a scarlet shadow. It looked as if it was stained with blood, which reminded them of the disastrous red sun.
The wanderers imprisoned in the underground prison seemed to be disturbed by some force and suddenly became collectively agitated. They rammed the cages frantically, unleashing a force hundreds of times stronger than usual.
"BOOM!!!"
"BOOM!!!"
"BOOM!!!"
The energy array began to flash red frequently due to the impact. The guard noticed something was wrong and immediately rushed to the control room. In the distance, he heard the sound of iron railings collapsing. Suddenly, a black mist poured out from the gap in the closed door. It swirled around overhead, devouring humans, and burst into crazy and wanton shrieks of laughter.
A guard was so frightened that his face turned pale. He rolled and crawled towards the headquarters, shouting heartbreakingly:
"Oh no! The wanderer has escaped from prison!!!"
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