Chapter 128

I don't want you to see it, and I don't want you to do anything, Tingyun.

What happened next was very natural.

Ning Chen was about to go find the Crystal Hunter with a knife in hand, but Xie Tingyun got there first and started fighting with the Crystal Hunter.

Not only did the demons gain nothing from this invasion, but countless of their fellow demons died on the spot. Naturally, demons from all over the Demon Realm were dissatisfied.

Even though the Crystal Hunter Leader is currently the most advanced demon besides Ning Chen, and his true level can reach the late Mahayana stage, that does not solve the fact that he is now going against the will of the Demon Heart of Illumination.

There was only one half-injured crystal hunting leader and a group of subordinates left. It was an easy task for Ning Chen and Xie Tingyun to deal with them.

But before Ning Chen could make a move, the crystal hunting leader turned pale and tried to escape.

Now the situation is hopeless, with Ning Chen here spreading lies to confuse the people, the demons simply won't listen to him. It's impossible for him alone to pass through so many checkpoints and successfully pollute the spiritual veins. It's better for him to think of a way to escape from the Demon Lord first and make long-term plans.

Ning Chen didn't give him this opportunity at all.

If they want to kill the Crystal Hunter, they will definitely not let him walk out of the Shi Li Sect battlefield upright.

Ning Chen only targeted the Crystal Hunting Leader. Seeing the situation was not good, the Crystal Hunting Leader's subordinates had already slipped away. By the time Ning Chen stabbed Bu Nian into the Crystal Hunting Leader's neck, there was no other living demon standing on the entire Lizard Picking Battlefield except them.

All the survivors suddenly realized one thing:

They really held on.

Ning Chen remained in this position without moving until he saw the crystal hunting leader breathe his last.

There was a sudden burst of screaming and crying behind him. He didn't know whether it was tears of joy or sorrow, but the emotions were very strong. Ning Chen's eardrum was pricked. He tilted his head and only then realized that there was a sticky and warm feeling in his ear canal.

Ning was silent for a moment.

After the brief cheers, it’s time to clean up the battlefield.

There are their deceased fellow practitioners, their elders who stood in front of them, and perhaps someone’s loved one.

Ning Chen stood there and watched for an unknown amount of time. Only when he felt a warm touch on his fingertips did he slowly lower his head.

He saw his fingertips being gently touched by another person's fingertips, and the warm spiritual power drew out the magic breath from Ning Chen's fingertips and blended with it.

It's really magical. To Ning Chen, spiritual power is just a pungent and unpalatable thing, but Xie Tingyun's spiritual power is different.

If I have to describe it, it's probably like eating ice. If you hold ice in your mouth for too long, it will sting your mouth, but that kind of icy feeling always makes Ning Shen unusually intoxicated.

Xie Tingyun frowned and looked at Ning Chen, remaining silent.

Xie Tingyun produced several crystal clear magic cores from somewhere in his hand. He handed the magic cores to Ning Chen. The magic aura at Ning Chen's fingertips remained unmoved. Only when Xie Tingyun used his spiritual power to roll it into Ning Chen's meridians would Ning Chen react.

It took a long time for the devil's breath to react before it swallowed up Xie Tingyun's spiritual power along with the devil core.

When Ning Chen realized that Xie Tingyun was beside him, he whispered nonchalantly, "You still have some spiritual energy left?"

Xie Tingyun did not rob Tianfu. His white clothes were soaked in blood, and there was almost no clean place on his body. Ning Chen did not even dare to reach out to grab him.

They were both in the same miserable state, and neither of them could laugh at the other.

After taking a final look, Ning Chen had no choice but to carefully hold Xie Tingyun's wrist. Apart from a little bloodstain, there was no visible injury.

But Xie Tingyun said, "Ning Chen. I won't lie to you, and you don't have to lie to me either."

“…”

Ning was silent, then whispered, "Yeah."

He said succinctly, "Where are your master and those two uncles?"

Xie Tingyun's eyes dimmed and he said, "Master Daoxin has fallen into a deep coma, Master Daoming and Master..."

He paused for a moment before continuing: "It has already shown signs of aging. Maybe, maybe there is not much left."

Both of them knew exactly what was left.

Ning Chen paused for a moment, then stared into Xie Tingyun's eyes and said, "Have you returned to Liuyun Sect?"

Xie Tingyun suddenly felt something was wrong, and asked, "I have already sent people to escort Master and Uncle back in advance... What happened?"

Ning Chen lowered his eyes and looked at Xie Tingyun, and said hoarsely: "Send me back."

Xie Tingyun's pupils shrank slightly.

Ning Chen thought he didn't understand, so she leaned down, gently touched Xie Tingyun's cheek, and whispered: "...You didn't let me hide it from you. If I have any abnormal reaction later, don't be afraid or worried, it will be fine after a while... ok?"

Xie Tingyun felt as if a heavy hammer hit his chest, and even his breathing began to stagnate: "Ning, Ningchen..."

"Tingyun," Ning Chen interrupted Xie Tingyun's next words firmly, then slowed down his voice and said softly, "Be obedient."

“…”

Xie Tingyun realized something, and his eyes suddenly turned bitter.

Cheng Feng was unsheathed at that moment and quietly hovered at the feet of the two people.

Xie Tingyun's hands were shaking as he stroked Ning Chen. His throat was clogged for a while, and he said indifferently, "So fast?"

Ning Chen looked down and saw Cheng Feng, so he followed Xie Tingyun up, smiled, and said, "It's okay, I can still accompany you for a while."

Xie Tingyun suddenly closed his eyes, his shoulders trembling slightly.

The disciples of the Shi Li Sect were cleaning up the battlefield. When they saw Ning Chen and Xie Tingyun leaving so soon, they couldn't help but shout in surprise, "Fellow Daoist Xie! Lord Demon! How come you are leaving so quickly? Our Sect Master has said that you have to stay until the celebration banquet is over!"

Ning Chen turned his back to them and said lazily, "Alright, I appreciate your kindness. I won't go. I'll ask Tingyun to come for me later."

“…”

The disciples of the Shi Li Sect shouted without noticing: "Great! Then fellow Taoist Xie, remember to come when the time comes—"

Xie Tingyun did not respond.

The wind carried the two of them steadily in the air. The strong smell of blood lingering in their noses and the battlefield with swords and sabers gradually faded away. They were now in the clouds with no one around them.

Ning Chen looked at his trembling back, was silent for a while, and whispered: "Can you heal your injuries quickly? I want to hug you."

Xie Tingyun couldn't help himself any longer and turned around, suddenly reaching out and hugging Ning Chen tightly.

That injury is nothing.

“…”

Ning Chen was like a big cat that finally got some cat mint. He rested his chin on Xie Tingyun's shoulder with great peace of mind.

Their chests were pressed against each other, so Ning Shen could feel the tremors and shivers that were gradually becoming difficult to suppress.

Xie Tingyun asked with a trembling voice: "When did it happen? Did you do anything to your master and uncles?"

Ning Chen said calmly: "Yes."

"That's me," Ning Chen paused for a moment, then said, "I don't want you to be sad."

Ning Shen felt that something was wrong with what he said, so he added anxiously, "Don't get me wrong. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have bothered to save that old thing, and would just use the stick to beat me all day long."

“…”

Xie Tingyun closed his eyes and said almost silently: "Then what about Master Daoming and Master Daoxin? They didn't treat you harshly."

"them?"

Ning Chen stretched out his hand to hold the back of Xie Tingyun's neck, turned his head and rubbed his neck, and said contentedly: "I'm in a good mood, so it's just a coincidence."

…

Xie Tingyun landed directly in Yunfeng Pavilion, not giving his disciples a chance to rush over.

As soon as the door of Yunfeng Pavilion was closed and the restrictions outside the pavilion were completely lifted, Ning Chen stumbled suddenly and half of his body weight fell on Xie Tingyun.

But he himself didn't realize anything. He just felt as if he was dizzy. When he regained consciousness, a warm tear fell on his face.

Ning Chen's eyes were completely spinning, and he felt quite curious about being held in Xie Tingyun's arms. He then looked up at Xie Tingyun's chin, which was covered with water drops, and said, "I actually have this day too."

Xie Tingyun said in a hoarse voice: "You actually...will also have this day."

A Mahayana monk can lift a mountain with his bare hands, let alone pick up an adult man of similar size to him.

This was not difficult for Xie Tingyun, but Ning Chen was always the one who was used to protecting others, and he never gave others a chance.

In addition, Ning Chen always had no sense of boundaries. When they were on the bed, whenever Xie Tingyun had a disagreement with him, such as sleeping on the inside or outside of the bed, Ning Chen would pick him up and throw him into the deep end of the bed without giving Xie Tingyun any chance to explain himself. Therefore, Xie Tingyun had no chance to retaliate.

However, now that the opportunity has come, Xie Tingyun would rather never have it.

Ning Chen pressed his temples, which felt like being pierced by thousands of red-hot iron needles, causing intense pain.

His body surface had begun to ooze blood, and the blood contained a strong demonic aura, which was the result of being suppressed by Ning Chen for a long time and finally being unable to be suppressed anymore.

Ning Chen had never felt such a severe headache in his life. When he was getting very annoyed, he found that he had been put into a rattan chair by Xie Tingyun.

Ning Chen was stunned for a moment, and looked up at Xie Tingyun with some confusion and doubt.

Isn't the normal procedure to carry the baby to the bed? Why doesn't Xie Tingyun take the usual route?

What happened?

Xie Tingyun raised his hand to wipe the blood off Ning Chen's face. He leaned down at an angle that just blocked the bed behind him that was covered with dried devil blood.

His eyes dimmed slightly, and he said, "...It's covered with a soft cushion, softer than a bed. I don't mind you getting your blood on the bed. Can you wait for me for a while?"

“…”

Ning Chen had a splitting headache. He thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so he reached out and grabbed Xie Tingyun who was about to leave, then pulled him back little by little and dragged him into his arms.

At the moment when Xie Tingyun's figure moved away, Ning Chen saw the broken bed in Xie Tingyun's bedroom, which was stained with dried demon blood.

That was because Ning Chen had been drugged with a sleeping incense and had fallen into a deep sleep. As a result, all the demonic energy in Xie Tingyun's body was transferred to himself, causing his flesh and blood meridians to rupture and ooze out demonic blood. Ning Chen didn't notice it at the time, but now he took a quick look and was shocked to find that his blood had almost soaked the entire bed, and even dripped onto the ground in a large pool.

There was even a hole on Xie Tingyun's bed. It was the damage caused by the nail that was nailed into the bed when Bu Nian pierced through his abdomen.

Ning Chen: “…”

Ning Chen felt a little guilty and tightened his arms around Xie Tingyun, who was leaning on him. He cleared his throat and said, "No, I'm sorry. I didn't pay attention at that time."

After he left Yunfeng Pavilion, he pulled Xie Tingyun out of the blood pool, then went crazy building a nest and locked the two of them in the Demon Palace to recuperate. After they were recovered, he focused on fighting back the demon army and didn't even remember the messy Yunfeng Pavilion.

The Yunfeng Pavilion is always under ban, and disciples generally do not come in, nor can they come in, so the place has naturally remained the same.

Ning Shen was used to robbing people. Although he felt guilty at this time, he still planned to be unreasonable. So he completely imprisoned the person in his arms, and maintained this posture, whispering: "I only have this little time left. You won't be willing to argue with me, right? Let me hold you for a while."

Xie Tingyun's strong backbone suddenly collapsed.

He tightened his arms around Ning Chen's shoulders and choked silently, "You're not wrong. I should say I'm sorry."

Ning Chen felt relieved when he heard that there would be no plan to destroy the bed.

Both of them were covered in blood, but no one cared about it.

Because the time that is left is limited and never stops for anyone.

Ning Chen turned his head, rubbed Xie Tingyun's cheek, and coaxed him, "Xie Tingyun, I haven't asked you for anything before. Can you please satisfy me this time?"

Xie Tingyun was speechless and could only nod in silent agreement.

"Tingyun," Ning Chen said this time with extra care, "I don't want you to see it... nor do I want you to do it."

"You said you don't want me to hide it from you. Let's be honest with each other." Ning Chen lowered his eyes and said in a relaxed tone, "I don't want to hide it from you, confuse you, or lock you up. In exchange, you don't have to look at me... or do it yourself."

That's too cruel.

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