Chapter 110 The Merciless Demon Lord 11 Beauty is flawless.
Jian Ziyan’s idea is actually very simple.
Everything was caused by him. If he had not appeared, Jiang Zhijun would still be that pure Buddhist. He is wise and abides by the strict rules and regulations. He is the future abbot who is highly expected by Buddhism and has a promising future.
But because of his appearance, Jiang Zhijun died.
If Jiang Zhijun had not died, there wouldn't be so many troubles today.
Lu Wufeng had hurt him, did he feel pain? Yes, he felt so much pain when he was treated like that that he wished he could die immediately.
But it wasn't his own fault.
But the mistake had already been made, and the only thing he could do was to make up for it, make the Demon Lord Hua Chi disappear, save Lu Wufeng's life, and then move towards his predetermined fate.
It is also his final value.
The three of them could see a certain determination emanating from this frail body, and they all had an ominous premonition.
"Ayan, don't say that. You didn't kill me." Lu Wufeng tried his best to calm himself down. He touched the hand that was on his face, and tears flowed into the gap between their palms. "You saved me."
"If it weren't for me, you would be living well and wouldn't be shedding these tears." Jian Ziyan wiped the corners of Lu Wufeng's eyes with his fingertips, "You are extremely talented and have a smooth path to immortality. My name shouldn't have appeared on your horoscope."
"But if there is no you, there will be no Lu Wufeng."
Lu Wufeng didn't know how to eliminate the guilt that Jian Ziyan felt for taking everything on him. It was obviously all his fault. He was the one who took the initiative to fall in love. He was the one who wanted to catch Jian Ziyan again and again. He was also the one who did those hurtful things unilaterally.
He would rather Jian Ziyan was not so kind than to suffer so much and still have to smile, telling everyone that this is what he deserves.
How could he deserve it?
Lu Wufeng tried hard to explain, but when he opened his mouth, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
"... Jiang Zhijun violated the commandments and was tempted by worldly desires. That was not your fault, but his own fault. Lu Wufeng did not ask why and only believed in appearances, thus hurting the person he loved so deeply. It was also his own arrogance and stupidity."
He dug open his own wounds and faced up to the tragedies of the past, just to make Jian Ziyan realize that—
"Ayan, there is nothing wrong with being beautiful. The one who is wrong is the one who tramples on beauty, and that's me."
He spoke so sincerely, and now that he had lost his Dan Yuan, his face looked a little haggard. He said these words with tears in his eyes, which made people feel really pitiful.
Jian Ziyan looked at him. Seeing his lover who had been so proud from past life to this life now crying inconsolably and with a humble attitude, his heart not only did not feel comforted, but it became even more painful.
"Wufeng, you don't have to comfort me." He smiled with tears in his eyes and said softly, "I was the one who hid it from you. If I had told you from the beginning that I was an evil beast, you would never have been attracted to me."
Evil beast.
When this familiar word entered Lu Wufeng's ears, it was like swallowing millions of poisonous needles, and a look of fear and horror appeared on his face.
These were... words that came from his own mouth... words that insulted Jian Ziyan.
There had never been a moment like this that made him realize clearly that what had been done could not be undone.
Jian Ziyan was willing to give him the blood essence, elixir, and lifespan that he had lost in order to save him, but he could never make up for the spiritual pain and humiliation he had suffered.
But Jian Ziyan had no resentment. Even when he said this word, he only used a soft and soothing tone, as if... as if he had already acknowledged his existence and accepted all the previous insults.
And this recognition was brought to him by him...
The sudden pain was so intense that Lu Wufeng even forgot to breathe for a moment. He stood there with a pale face, like a mannequin sculpted by wind and snow, without a trace of life.
Haochu and Chu Yeshu were keenly aware of something. Haochu took a deep breath and suppressed his sudden surge of anger, as well as the evil thought of cutting Lu Wufeng into pieces on the spot. He didn't care what happened to Lu Wufeng, but he didn't want Jian Ziyan to have this kind of recognition.
"Zi Yan, if you are just an animal, then everyone in the world is worse than animals." Hao Chu tried to calm his tone, "What you are does not depend on your identity, but on what you have done. You have not harmed anyone, but saved people in the world. No matter what you think, this is the fact."
However, Jian Ziyan shook his head gently. =
"I'm not born kind." In the surprised eyes of the three people, his eyes flickered and became hazy and distant. "Back then, I had not yet transformed, and I had no concept of good and evil in my heart. So when I was beaten up for stealing food, I really wanted to kill them."
He looked into Lu Wufeng's eyes and whispered, "I really wanted to kill them all, but then you showed up and said, 'All things have spirits, and since I have a connection with you, I should share some of my kindness with you.' From then on, a seed of kindness was planted in me. It was you who told me that killing is not good, and I like you, so I want to believe you."
Chu Yeshu was thinking in a trance that he was also rescued by his senior brother when he was cheating. At that time, he only felt that his senior brother's eyes were very long, as if he was looking through him and at someone else.
It turns out that senior brother was thinking about that scene that year?
Did the senior brother save him because he simply felt sorry for him, or did he see the shadow of the little fox from that year in him?
Lu Wufeng listened in a daze. He had never thought that a casual act of kindness from him would be rewarded with such a pure and sincere heart.
He never expected that just an ordinary sentence would be remembered by Jian Ziyan for a thousand years and regarded as a guiding principle.
The good intention he casually shared that year was received by a little fox, which was originally an evil star, as if it were a treasure. From then on, there was no Tai Sui Fei in the world, but there was one more person who loved him with her life.
Only now, he paid a heavy price for this love.
Lu Wufeng took a quick breath. Too much pain accumulated in his heart, causing him to cry out hoarsely, regardless of other people's gazes.
He screamed so hard, as if he wanted to vomit out his heart, liver, spleen, and lungs, but he still couldn't vent the pain in his heart. He knelt down, his face pressed against the corner of Jian Ziyan's robe on the ground, and his voice seemed to be dying.
"Hit me, scold me, I'm sorry, Ayan, please punish me, no matter how cruel the punishment is, I deserve it, please..."
Jian Ziyan's whole body trembled. He lowered his eyes to look at Lu Wufeng and said in a hoarse voice, "Wufeng, I don't blame you."
"How can you not blame me? A'yan, you blame me, you hate me, please don't treat yourself like this..." Lu Wufeng raised his red eyes, which were full of powerless anger and sadness, but this anger was directed at himself.
Jian Ziyan shook his head again.
Neither Jiang Zhijun nor Lu Wufeng had ever taught him how to hate people. Later, Lu Wufeng hated him, but that was what he deserved. How could he bear to return those cruel methods bit by bit to the person he loved.
He didn't say anything, but his eyes were so clear that they showed his meaning clearly.
When Lu Wufeng saw it, he coughed softly, slowly lowered his head, and let out a tragic laugh.
Even a fox knows that those methods cannot be used on a lover.
But he used those methods on Jian Ziyan one by one, and seeing him in extreme pain, he still felt it was not enough.
How could he be so terrible, so terrible that he didn't even dare to recognize himself.
His A Yan was right, he was no longer Lu Wufeng, but an evil ghost. He had no mercy and no humanity. He was the "evil beast" he himself called.
In his eyes, the red light that had been suppressed began to boil again, but he lowered his head and no one could see his eyes.
He did not dwell on the previous question, but simply asked in a low voice: "How does A Yan plan to deal with Hua Chi?"
"As long as I can find his consciousness that escaped, I will naturally have it..."
Jian Ziyan was speaking halfway when he suddenly felt a familiar pain surge from the depths of his soul. He gasped rapidly, fell to the ground unexpectedly, and let out a cry of pain.
"not good!"
Hao Chu
He immediately activated the Liang Yi Soul-Locking Bell and discovered the problem at a glance.
The meteorite crystals used before have been consumed, and the Liangyi Soul-Locking Bell alone is unable to suppress the power of the Soul-Sealing Nail.
His face looked extremely ugly. Meteorite Crystal was also an extremely precious material, but he had no use for it. All the crystals he had obtained were placed in Guiyuan Villa, and he did not have any on him.
At this time, Lu Wufeng, who had just been in a state of collapse, reached out and held Jian Ziyan in his arms, and took out a new meteorite crystal from the ring and filled it into the soul-locking bell.
His movements were very calm, and he knew what he was doing at every step. There was no trace of his previous madness at all.
With his actions, Jian Ziyan's screams gradually weakened, but he was still shaking with pain.
Haochu's heart was lifted up at first, then slowly relaxed. His eyes were deep, and he finally couldn't reach out to snatch Jian Ziyan.
He had to admit that even though Lu Wufeng was an extremely bad bastard, he was still the only person Jian Ziyan loved. There was a bond between them that transcended life and death, and there was no room for anyone to interfere.
"I'll return to Yuanshan Villa to get the meteorite crystal." Haochu whispered.
Lu Wufeng calmed Jian Ziyan's pain and did not object.
They knew that the Soul-Sealing Nail could no longer be removed. The only thing they could do now was to use the Soul-Locking Bell and the Meteorite Crystal to forcibly fight against the Soul-Sealing Nail in order to maintain a delicate balance.
However, this method would require a terrifying amount of meteorite crystals, and they would only think it was too little, not too much.
Haochu looked at them again, pursed his lips, and turned away.
Chu Yeshu was the only one left standing there stupidly, staring blankly at Lu Wufeng and Jian Ziyan, not knowing what to do.
Fortunately, Lu Wufeng spoke up at this time.
"Ye Shu, since you are now an insider, come and protect me."
"Yes, Senior Brother." Chu Yesu agreed subconsciously, then came to his senses and looked at Lu Wufeng in a daze, "Senior Brother, what are you going to do?"
Lu Wufeng stood up holding Jian Ziyan horizontally, their robes, one black and one white, entangled, revealing a bloody and lingering feeling.
"I will take out my own blood and give it to A'yan." He said calmly, "When the time comes, my spiritual power will be weakened and I will not be able to maintain the restrictions of Lingzhao Peak. You must ensure that no one is allowed to come in."
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Damn it, the cold medicine slowed me down and I woke up too late, so I didn’t get to write the plot I wanted to write the most.
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