The clothes and bed sheets were rolled out in the same washing machine. The various bathing supplies used by the two people were the same set. The essential oil sprayed in the humidifier with an aroma in the corner was also "stained by rain and dew." Be impartial.

The clothes that Sheng Lingyuan wore from inside to outside were bought by Xuan Ye.

In terms of hobbies and interests, Xuan Yuan is always 18 years old. He doesn't buy clothes very fast. He always prefers light-colored, simple and comfortable fabric clothes, bought and bought, there are always so many styles, so the clothes of two people are also very similar, when buying, there is a master, mixed thrown into the washing machine, I can't tell which one is who, so I have to pick it up randomly.

Living in such a small apartment, trivial matters are always lingering.

At this time, I felt connected again, and I could hear each other's voice in each other's heart.

But across the mountains and across the sea.

In Sheng Lingyuan's life, people were trying to figure out his mind all the time, trying to use the situation, or use it. He wanted to bury himself deeper and deeper with a single enemy.

Widowed alone.

"Lingyuan," Xuan Yuan crossed his face and looked directly into his eyes, "I ask you a word ... don't be nervous, it's a private matter."

Sheng Lingyuan's eyelashes blinked slightly.

Xuan Yuan: "You don't really need me at all, do you?"

His Majesty may be loving, petting, and even persistent, but he does not need any company.

"Companionship is a burden to you." Xuan Yuan stood up, walked to the bedroom window, and lit a cigarette—he was afraid of His Majesty's odour, and since Sheng Lingyuan lived in, he hasn't smoked a cigarette at home once. Fortunately, it is not mortal, and there is no smoking addiction. I almost stopped by the way ... almost.

These days, in fact, not only Sheng Lingyuan is nervous.

"The world is your burden, and I am also your burden."

Pretending to be dead, Sheng Lingyuan said, "... nonsense."

Xuan Yuan held his cigarette and smiled down, "Not a burden, so what am I to you?"

Sheng Lingyuan probably had more than a dozen answers in his heart at the same time, scrambling in his throat, almost covering all the subjects used in ancient and modern Chinese and foreign confession. There are affectionate, nauseous, ingenious, and plain-hearted, even advertising words that I do not know where to listen are mixed in it. It can be seen that a person must have a vocabulary in order to have bright flowers.

But somehow, these beautiful words were blocked by his tongue.

He seemed suddenly dumb.

"I'm a 'Suzaku Tianling' who has survived a half-dead life," Xuan Yuan said slowly, in the blue smoke, "later became your heavenly sword."

"You can tell from this name that I definitely don't have a good ending-otherwise, why should I call it" Ding Qiankun "," Believe evil "and other auspicious names? According to the routines of the birds in the past , I should have been 'life end' after I accompany you to cut the demon king. I am one time. "

Sheng Lingyuan's voice was cold: "Shut up!"

Xuan Yuan ignored him and turned his back to Sheng Lingyuan. He narrowed his eyes and looked out at the lights in the window: "So strange, I am the only descendant of the Suzaku family-although it is a 'Schrodinger's descendant'-well." It's a bit worthy. Whose idea was it that used to be a one-time weapon like a "first-class protection animal"? "

"This is the first point of doubt. After the annihilation of the clan and the excavation of the grave, the grave has to be broken, and it must be done by talents with deep blood and hatred against Suzaku. But we both know that the original figurine was His Royal Highness Princess and the other was Dan Li One is the blood of Suzaku, the other is the statue of Suzaku—why did these two dig their ancestors' graves and become a full human race? "

"The second doubt is, why have I been in your back since I was a kid? I probably understand the process of refining spirits. After the sacrifice is successful, in theory the instrumental spirits have been successfully regenerated. The sword spirits will grow up on their own, like Zhichun. After Zhichun was forged, he gave it to the high cabinet, and the spirit of the instrument practiced by himself. It can be seen that I actually don't have to live in your back. I'm in your back, it's not good for both of us-it's too small. We ca n’t control the sympathy. When we were young, we did n’t bother to hinder each other. Sometimes we learned something new and sometimes misled each other. We went through a lot of detours. If I was under the control of an adult then, I would be more loyal and practice faster. , There will be a lot less inconvenience in your life. "

"The third doubt is 'Nirvana Stone'. The nirvana stone that Dan Li gave me is too sturdy. The name" Nirvana Glass "is an insult to modern technology. Dan Li is proficient in all kinds of partial doors. There is nothing better. If not, he would have left nothing. Maybe I can survive without foreign dependency. This nirvana has made me make the same mistakes again and again, and consume those precious seal bones. What's the use? Dan Li never does superfluous work. If it is not his logic that is not self-consistent, there is only one explanation. The nibbles I have smelted are all unqualified products-it is not him who made the mistake, it is me. "

Xuan Zhen played the soot, turned around, and there was no light in the room. The dim starlight and light outside the window hit his face, half bright and dark, unable to see his expression.

"Although I'm not clever, I'm too old to read the manuals and get a bunch of 'substandard products'. If it's not a technical problem, it can only be a hardware problem. So I have A hypothesis—isn't the instrumental spirit body a successful nirvana? "

Sheng Lingyuan half-lyed and half-rested on the bed without moving, and remained silent for almost half a lifetime, and finally said: "Nirvana is the secret of undead bird, which is called" life and death "in ancient books."

Xuan Yuan understood--this means that the level of the rules applicable to Nirvana is very high, at least at the level of "like life and death". The instrumental spirit is not a creature, and no special instrumental spirit can work, just like Zhichun's macaroni The doll can no longer burn a macaroni.

Xuan Yuan: "So Nirvana is really left to me, but not to me in the spirit state."

"Suzaku was born in Nanming," Sheng Lingyuan was silent for a while, and slowly said, "The talent is divine, the demons, the town demons, and the guardians of Chiyuan have been for generations. Your tribe was born for Chiyuan. The great chief was alive that year. There is even power to control the extinction of the Abyss Fire. "

"You can adjust the size of the fire. It's like a switch on the stove in the kitchen. Do we have a stove adjustment button?" Xuan Yuan paused and asked, "No, if that's the case, I will find it early with the wisdom and wisdom of the human race. Substitute-or are we part of the natural cooktop Akabuchi? "

Sheng Lingyuan narrowed his eyes gently, "The latter."

"Life and grammar, the gods and demons are of the same origin." Xuan Yuan nodded, "Akabuchi is quite scientific-so, I and Apocalypse blood into Abyssa are the same as remaking. Dan Li taught me The secret word is not to protect the blood of Suzaku, but to stick it with me, and wait for you to be tired of jumping Abyss. What will you get from the blood, demon body, and Suzaku soul? "

"If I'm not mistaken," Sheng Lingyuan said, "Achiyuan will give birth to a new patron saint."

"Oh," Xuan Yuan chuckled, "A 'Sky Spirit' with only protein and no intelligence was born by a refiner. Instead of nature, I was 'born' with a circuitous artificial method, giving me wisdom, Then at the right time, smash my sword and let me go back to Abyss for a second time, you ... "

Sheng Lingyuan answered calmly, "I am one of the materials."

In a sentence, he almost crossed Xuanzang, and he took a sigh of relief for a long time. He heard Sheng Lingyuan sneer in his heart before he reacted. He deliberately sneered where it hurts, in order to pay back to Xuanzang's sentence "I It's a one-off ".

Your Majesty speaks and works for the purpose, without his own emotions, the result of tempering the day after tomorrow, does not mean that he is born with a good temper.

This will be regarded as revealing nature.

The artificial demon, the demon king, and the Quartet of the town. After the town is finished, won't he be a disaster?

Such a big devil still occupies the supreme position of the world. When that time, everything will be empty, who can control him?

I can only bury a seed in his heart from an early age, like tying a cub, letting him have a nostalgic and homely heart. Even if he can reach the sky, he won't get rid of the entangled in the ankle Fine.

Heavenly Devil's seven emotions are indifferent, not even interested in sweetness, let alone bitter and sour. Sword spirit is the line that leads him to fall into the red dust, and it is also a bridge that empathizes with the world. He was forced to share with the noisy little Suzaku from an early age, and his heart was not closed. In this way, the robes that died for him, the brothers who regretted themselves forever, the teachers and friends who could not leave their lives, the miserable ending of the peach blossom source, and the peace that he earned alongside the sword spirit ... , One by one walking his heart, entangled his throat.

When the sword is destroyed, he will be hanged alive by these things, and he will go to the end of his destiny.

Akabuchi was born with Suzaku.

Heaven demons and sword spirits are fate.

The demon princess hates the betrayal of the demon king, and at the cost of life, to make a large gloomy sacrifice, of course, not to complete the human race in the war.

What she wanted was to resume the Suzaku bloodline.

Isn't all this happy?

As for whether the silly Suzaku Tianling can accept, how to live alone, it's okay, give him a nirvana stone-the real nirvana stone, not the defective product that the fool sword spirit blindly tossed out-the mystery of the undead bird, a dose The results are the same as the "reincarnation and reincarnation".

Regrettably, no one thought that Sheng Lingyuan jumped off Chiyuan, but he still had a residual sword on his body, and he missed such a detail.

Xuan Yuan took a long breath and sucked out most of the cigarettes, and then he bounced the cigarette **** into the spotless ashtray, marking a flame, and then he laughed out: "Let me guess again, that mountain in Pingzhou, you From my memory, I knew what Dan Li told me, and immediately put the puzzle together, right? I think you are the true confidants. After 3,000 years, the tacit understanding is not affected at all. Just ask you a word, Sheng Lingyuan, you know everything, why do you want those people, are you **** bloodless? "

Sheng Lingyuan opened his mouth and held it back, but he didn't scold, but Xuanyuan heard what he meant--his Majesty was not used to swearing and wanted him to speak carefully.

How calm these people are. After three thousand years of civilization, Xuanzhen was almost so angry that they would spit out the swear words they had heard.

"I'm better off than Dan." Sheng Lingyuan said, "I thought he had taken his power back then. In fact, he never made a move in chess. He lost the game. So far, there is only one end game out of the game. There is no place for the whip corpse to dig a grave, can I still compete with the dead? "

Someone has to end the endgame, otherwise what do you do?

Sheng Lingyuan raised his hand and took off the coat on the side: "I go out and turn around, you calm down for a while ... uh ..."

Before he could stand still, the whole man was surrounded by a group of fiery flames, the flames condensed into thin lines, did not burn anything, did not hurt his flesh, but bound him with a scorching, and pulled back violently He felt the power of the same origin in his Suzaku bloodline, ate inside and out, and created a demon between his flesh and blood, Sheng Lingyuan's legs softened and fell among a scarlet feathers.

The sense of empathy in the sea came like a desire / desire to swallow him alive.

Xuan Yuan's wings wrapped around him, dragging people in front of himself, and resting on the floor-to-ceiling window in the bedroom, the soft cotton clothing was torn from the neckline to the hem.

Sheng Lingyuan froze, raised his hand to hold his back, and gently stroked the hot wings: "Okay, OK, brother Lingyuan is not good, let you ..."

His voice was abrupt, and the image of the mountain tsunami in Xuanyuan's mind flashed into oblivion.

"Various and colorful, not suitable for children?" Xuan Yuan fastened his waist. "Sheng Lingyuan, which eye do you see me as a child, are you blind?"

Sheng Lingyuan was speechless, and had to whisper dryly: "... outrageous."

But Sword Spirit had been pretentious since he was a child, and Sheng Lingyuan had no temper to him. When Xuan Yuan bite at his neck and ripped his shirt, he just avoided it and refused.

"He thought ..." Sheng Lingyuan's muscles tightened uncomfortably first, and then he let those flame-colored thin threads tie him tightly without struggling. "Just."

Xuan Yuan's forehead seemed to be bleeding. He suddenly opened his eyes, but his eyes were clear.

The next moment, Sheng Lingyuan was shocked-the "line" tied to him suddenly pierced his flesh and heart!

They came out from this end and passed through Xuan Yuan's body, like a needle lead, to sew two people densely together, it didn't hurt, but his whole body seemed to be sealed and he couldn't move.

"Will you be tempted?" Xuan Yuan knew the sea, and all the indescribable pictures disappeared under the dazzling white light.

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