Chapter 90090 The only one
Chapter 90
The two people are entangled together.
Yingji felt a struggle in her heart. She knew Kongfan's spiritual power was precious, and hanging out with her would drain his energy.
But she was so lonely and in so much pain. In this world, she had nothing but Kong Fan. Even though Kong Fan was right in front of her, she missed him madly. She craved his warmth, she clung to everything about him.
She had lost too much, and was even more afraid of losing Kong Fan, her only one.
Just looking at each other was not enough. She desperately wanted to merge with him, and she wished that the two of them could tear up their bones and blood, recast them, merge them into one, and never be separated again.
Yingji knew it was wrong, but greed took over. Her hand, which was pressed against Kongfan's chest, gradually softened.
"Aying, don't reject me." Kong Fan lowered his eyes, and a few crystal tears stained his long eyelashes.
He slowly raised his eyes and looked at Yingji affectionately.
He said, "Aying, I'm scared."
So this is what fear feels like. Kong Fan's heart was immersed in an abyss of bitterness, and he inhaled a mouthful of bitterness with every breath he exhaled.
Yingji had no idea what Kongfan was afraid of, but she vaguely guessed it had something to do with her. But regardless of the reason, looking at Kongfan like this, Yingji felt as if her heart was being tortured to death!
How could she possibly refuse him?
Yingji kissed Kongfan and reached out to untie his monk's robe.
Who cares about the Sky-Tearing Formation, who cares about the consumption of spiritual energy, who cares about tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the days to come.
At this moment, nothing is worth abandoning. Two beating hearts should be close to each other! Two longing bodies should be entangled!
Wisps of black mist blended with spots of golden light, and the drooping monk's robes swayed in the wind, as if he was struggling to survive.
It got dark, then light, and then slowly got darker again.
Yingji leaned on Kongfan's lap and fell into a deep sleep.
The countless wounds on her body had healed, leaving only her snow-white body lying in Kong Fan's arms.
Kong Fan looked down at her, his slender fingers gently stroking her long black hair again and again. Knowing that she was fast asleep, Kong Fan pulled the monk's robe over her body.
May she be blessed by the Buddha and enjoy a peaceful sleep.
When the next day broke, Yingji woke up. She opened her eyes at dawn, and what she saw was the closed Void Brahma.
It turned out that she had been sleeping on Kong Fan's body.
She didn't move, still lying on Kong Fan, looking at him quietly until Kong Fan opened his eyes.
The moment she woke up, Kong Fan already knew.
He smiled at Yingji and reached out to rub her head.
Yingji was in a trance, lost in the peacefulness of life. She blurted out, "If only time would stop here."
Kong Fan paused as he fingered the Buddhist beads. The thought of hiding her inside the beads resurfaced in his mind.
But Yingji's eyes soon dimmed.
She knew it was impossible. The so-called peaceful years were nothing more than a fleeting pleasure for two people. He had his things to do, and she had her obsessions to persevere.
Ying Ji propped herself up and sat up, glancing down at her body. The scars on her body had been healed by Kong Fan, but Kong Fan had left some faint red marks.
She reached out to put on her clothes, but found that her clothes had fallen to the ground at some point.
She reached out and pulled off Kong Fan's coat and wrapped it around herself. Yawning, she got out of bed and said as she walked out, "I'm so hungry! Won't you cook me something to eat?"
"I'll go right away." Kong Fan got off the bed.
Yingji immediately turned around and gave him a seductive look: "Don't wear any clothes, just cook topless like this, it's beautiful! It's pleasing to the eyes!"
Kong Fan was slightly startled, then shook his head with a mixture of helplessness and fondness. He followed Ying Ji's instructions and went to cook for her.
Yingji stood at the door, enjoying the pleasant cool breeze, with her arms folded, looking towards the open window of the kitchen in the courtyard.
Through the open window, she could see Kong Fan, shirtless, busy preparing a bite of food for her.
He was tall and graceful, wrapped in a snow-white monk's robe every day, like a magnolia planted in the clouds. And when he took off his outer clothes, every muscle and vein on his body exuded the allure of a man.
Yingji liked it very much, just as she liked lying on Kongfan and pecking his chest again and again.
Kong Fan raised his eyes and looked over, seeing Yingji standing in the cool breeze wearing only his monk's robe. The cool breeze blew the hem of the robe, revealing her pair of snow-white long legs.
Everyone said she was alluring, and in bed, she often made Kong Fan feel overwhelmed. But in Kong Fan's eyes, Ying Ji looked like the most holy fairy in the sky.
Yingji walked into the kitchen and asked, "Is there anything I can do?"
Kong Fan thought about it seriously, then said seriously, "Kiss me?"
Yingji was startled for a moment, then burst into laughter. She laughed until she squatted down, laughing until tears came out of her eyes. She squatted on the ground, looking up at her charming face with eyes curved in laughter, and asked, "Monk, you are not far from returning to secular life!"
Seeing Yingji smiling so happily, Kong Fan also had a gentle smile on his lips.
In the days that followed, the two stayed in this small courtyard, not going anywhere. They chatted, ate, and admired the scenery during the day, and spent their nights clinging to each other. Oh, sometimes they would cling to each other during the day, unwilling to separate.
But such joy is destined to be stolen.
Kongfan fell asleep.
Yingji quietly got off the bed, casually put on a monk's robe, and tiptoed to the empty room next door.
These days, even though she wanted to forget everything else and only cherish the harmonious relationship with Kong Fan, the clamor in the Qiankun bag was beating at her all the time.
How could she indulge in such illusory pleasure?
Kongfan is leaving to do his great work. He has a long life ahead of him, and he will eventually regain the love and admiration of the people.
And she, a mortal with a short lifespan, was just a star that passed by and disappeared in the galaxy of his long life.
She loves Kong Fan, but she has her own persistence. She hates this unfair fate and is bound to use her short life as a mortal to cry out in anger like a moth to a flame.
On the table, eight of the nine demon-refining items were already there. Each of the eight items, placed separately in the demon-locking bottle, sensed each other's presence. The bottle swirled, humming, each subtle movement and sound reflecting their overwhelming desire. They screamed silently, frantically, wanting to merge into one.
Yingji's calm eyes were gradually filled with desire.
The art of refining demons has the ability to bewitch, not to mention that Ying Ji is extremely eager to become powerful.
Ying Ji couldn't wait for the final step of the demon refining technique.
But of the nine items required, the last one is still missing.
Bodhi Pill.
The door creaked open, and Kong Fan walked in from outside. He looked at Ying Ji's back and smiled slightly: "Aren't you going to sleep anymore?"
Ying Ji turned her back to Kong Fan, her gaze still fixed on the eight demon-refining items on the table. She frowned, her voice calm, "Kong Fan, you know me well. You know nothing can stop me from refining demons."
The smile on Kong Fan's face faded.
This day has finally arrived.
Yingji turned around and stared into Kongfan's eyes. "You know the whereabouts of the Bodhi Pill, right? It must be something from your Buddhist sect. Tell me where it is, and I will definitely get it."
Kong Fan closed his eyes and nodded, then raised his hand holding the Buddhist beads and twisted them quickly again and again.
Seeing him like this, Yingji was expecting it, but she was still a little angry.
"You know clearly how obsessed I am with refining monsters, yet you still refuse to help me at this last step? Kong Fan! Bajiao and Jianfeng are both gone for the sake of refining monsters!" Ying Ji felt a sudden pain in her heart when these two names were mentioned.
She suppressed her heartache and tears at the same time.
She does not seek emptiness and Brahma.
Or maybe, I don't want to force him.
"Forget it. You are not the only monk in this world. I will ask others! If I torture the monks in the temple one by one, I will eventually find out!" Ying Ji waved her hand, put away the eight demon-refining tools on the table, and walked out stubbornly.
"The Bodhi Pill is here with me." Kong Fan sighed.
Yingji had already stepped out of the room, but suddenly stopped.
Somehow, she suddenly had a very ominous premonition in her heart.
Kong Fan turned around and said in a sad voice: "Bodhi Pill is the life pill of Bodhi seed."
"Bodhi Pill is my life pill."
The life pill of the cultivator, the heart of the mortal.
What she wanted was his life.
Yingji turned around suddenly in disbelief.
Kong Fan recited a scripture that she could not understand, but she could see the sadness in his eyes.
He is not afraid of death, but if he dies, she will be in so much pain.
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