Forget it. The main storyline is about Xing Baoer and Uncle Yang and the others. The Scaled Abyss Realm is Dan Heng’s business, and Jinyun had no intention of interfering. "Jingliu, where are we going now?" "Just follow me." Jingliu responded in a calm and gentle voice, and when she passed by a clothing store, she stopped and walked in. She's still in the mood to shop for clothes? She's got a pretty good attitude. Jinyun followed her into the store, and Jingliu casually took a robe from the shelf next to him and handed it to him: "Put it on. You and I are both serious criminals now. It is too conspicuous to wear the clothes of foreigners." "alright." Jinyun put on his clothes and looked at himself in front of the mirror. They fit him perfectly, as if they were tailor-made for him. Jingliu had also changed her clothes. After Jinyun finished looking in the mirror, she raised her chin slightly, signaling the other party to pay quickly.
"you have not?" "Shouldn't you be the one paying when we're together?" Jingliu put one hand on his waist and spoke in a calm but confident voice. What's up with this feeling of couples shopping together... Jinyun secretly complained, took out the jade omen, and paid with the virtual Xundi issued by Luofu. After leaving the clothing store, Jingliu took Jinyun to wander around the streets and alleys of Luofu. Xianren Happy Tea, Qiongshi Bird Skewers, Crispy Pork Belly, Strawberry Ice Cream... Jinyun never dreamed that Jingliu would take him to wander around the snack stalls all over Xianzhou. Is the person in front of me really Mirror Stream? Why does it feel a bit OOC... No, if you think about it carefully, when Jingliu was a child, he was also as greedy, cute, lively and active as Bailu. Even as a teenager, she never lost her innocent nature. She was originally a lovely girl, but was forced to put away her nature due to the hardships of reality. After walking for a while, as the surrounding scenery became more familiar, Jinyun finally realized where Jingliu wanted to take him - His cenotaph. To be precise, it was Jingliu who built a cenotaph for him. The last time it was Jingyuan who brought him here, Jinyun still remembered his mood at that time. When he thought of Jingliu silently waiting here for thousands of years after his "death", he felt both moved and sad in his heart. This love is really too heavy. Because Jinyun couldn't give her happiness, because she was just a game character. He sighed, turned around, and was about to ask Jingliu why he brought him here.
However, the moment he turned around, he met a pair of eyes that were as red as blood and as crystal clear as jade. hiss...... Demonic body? This is... the devil's Yin body? ! Chapter 132 I want to merge into your body (4K) Jinyun swallowed his saliva and felt his heart in his throat. No way, he has been so calm all along, could he be possessed by a demon at this time? Should I send it? "Jingliu, are you...are you okay?" Jing Liu took off the black veil covering his eyes and stared at Jin Yun's eyes. His eyes were so red that they seemed to be dripping with blood. "Jinyun... do you find this interesting?!" Jingliu's voice was no longer as calm as before. The clear and high-pitched female voice became hoarse and crazy at this moment, as if every word squeezed out from between the teeth was filled with anger that was suppressed to the extreme. The anger that was aroused and the roar that had to be suppressed, the roar that was extremely sad and indignant but was forced to be suppressed, and the tremolo at the end brought her hysterical anger to a peak. There was an uncontrollable brutality in his scarlet eyes, and his trembling body, trying hard to suppress his emotions, seemed to be guarding a trace of lonely and cold clarity on the edge of the abyss. "Since you don't care about me, why do you still bother to ask about my well-being?" "Jingliu, I don't care about you, I just..." "Why do you call me Jingliu?" "what?" "Why do you only call me by my name?!" Listening to Jingliu's almost hysterical questioning, Jinyun's thoughts raced. In the sentence “Just call me by my name”, the emphasis is on “only”. So Jingliu was angry because it was too polite for him to call him by his name? no...... Clearly, she was so calm and indifferent in Eden just now. She even explained to herself that the demonic body does not have too many emotions and asked her not to feel guilty. How can you change your mind just like that? ! oh...... I understand. Because she has a demonic body...
We must find a way to calm Jingliu down first. When the evil Yin body is acting up, it is most afraid of being stimulated, so we have to use gentle methods to comfort the other party. Thinking carefully, what else can I call her? In the past, I always called her little girl or little girl. Now Jingliu is an ancestor of 1,800 years old. It is not appropriate to call her that, so Jinyun just calls her by her name. Change your thinking and call her disciple as before? Jinyun lowered his voice, stared at the other person with sincere eyes, and spoke apologetically: "I'm sorry, disciple. I just haven't figured out how to face the reunion. I have imagined countless scenes, but none of them is like this..." "Jinyun, our relationship as master and disciple ended 1,800 years ago." Jing Liu slowly approached Jin Yun. When she said this, her already slightly hoarse voice became even more hysterical, and the trembling ending sound seemed to be suppressing some intense emotion. The emotion she expressed when she said this was compassionate yet resolute, which made Jinyun's heart twitch for no reason, as if he was pinched hard by an invisible hand. The indescribable pain made him feel suffocated. "Jinyun, do you know how many days and nights I have spent in the past 1,800 years wanting to give up everything and just go with you? But I can't, because you taught me that as a cloud rider, I should be like a cloud blocking the sky and protecting the immortal boat." Jingliu's body had begun to twitch uncontrollably. She covered her forehead with one hand, and the splitting pain in her head felt like millions of steel needles constantly piercing her brain. "In order to follow your teachings and pursue the ultimate swordsmanship, I have devoted my entire life to the battlefield. The moon violated the heavenly gate and was eclipsed in Lou. My fame and reputation disappeared like clouds. I violated the laws of the Ten Kings and my crimes are too numerous to list. The time I was closest to death, my flesh and blood exceeded its limit and began to disintegrate, but your words came back like a nightmare—" "You said I could chop down the stars in the sky. These words are like an epiphyseal thread that ties my shattered body together, tightening my limbs and bones, and binding my consciousness that is unable to live or die." "For this sentence, in order to cut down the stars in the sky, I accepted myself as I am now, grasped the sword I had always dreamed of, abandoned the ordinary iron, stole a ray of moonlight, and illuminated all the rivers in the world." "The so-called swordsmanship is the skill of putting the opponent to death. The swordsman should have the heart to destroy all laws and kill ghosts and gods with the sword... You even risked your life for this, leading me to swing my sword at you and cut off my last hesitation...” "But, Jinyun, when I found out that all this was your lie, did you know -" "How much do I hate you?!" When he said this, the last few words were almost pronounced by Jingliu. Even though it was difficult to suppress her extreme emotions due to the attack of the evil spirit body, Jinyun could imagine how resentful and angry she would be when she learned that her lover's death was a scam. The previous calm was more like a precursor to a coming storm. After a brief build-up of momentum, it turned into a rage that could burn the heavens and destroy the earth. Jinyun felt that every cell in his body was trembling, not because of fear, but because of guilt. Although he had no choice but to do so, the fact of deception is indisputable and undeniable. He himself had anticipated that if he met Jingliu again, even if the other party would hack him to death on the spot, it would still be within a reasonable range. Looking at Jing Liu who was getting closer and closer and was only a few inches away from him, Jinyun took a step forward and raised his hands slightly, wanting to embrace the other person in his arms. But when he saw the other person's terrifying red eyes that were about to bleed, Jinyun had to give up the idea of hugging him, and instead used his right index finger to smooth the hair on his forehead:
"I'm sorry, Tu... Jingliu, I don't expect to get your forgiveness, but I will do everything I can to make it up to you. What do you want? As long as you want it, I can do it." "Hehehe....what do I want?" Jingliu grinned, revealing two rows of snow-white teeth beneath his crimson lips. She stretched out her hand, and placed her cold, soft, slender jade fingers on Jinyun's lower abdomen, moving slowly from bottom to top like a winding water snake. The skin that was scratched exuded a chill, as if covered with a layer of frost. "What I want, you can't give me right now." "But if it's used as an appetizer, it's enough." Jing Liu's fingers climbed up Jin Yun's cheek, and the nails at the end were like extremely sharp knife tips, as if they could pierce Jin Yun's skin at any time: "Jinyun, do you know that those who fall into the devil's Yin have their six senses turned upside down, all human relations lost, anger and murderous intent, and are entangled in entanglements... If you want to calm down these violent ups and downs of sorrow, joy, resentment, anger, and hatred, you need to water them with blood." "Jinyun, let me try your sword." The dusk was deep, the sea tide was rising, and the moment Jingliu's fingers brushed Jinyun's chest, a sword as slender as a ray of moonlight was already in her hand. Jinyun wanted to speak, but was stopped by Jingliu's words: "This is what I want. You must do your best to satisfy me and you cannot refuse." "..." In the end, do we still have to fight? Jinyun looked at Jingliu's back as he distanced himself from him, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions, as if a bottle of five flavors had been overturned. He has already become a sinner, how can he have the face to act in front of the camera? But if you don't follow the other person's wishes, I'm afraid the result will be even worse. Jingliu stood a hundred feet away, his silver hair dancing in the wind. The sword blade shining in the moonlight coated the silver beach with a layer of bitter frost. Jinyun grasped the air, and an ordinary-looking sword blade appeared in his hand. Seeing this, Jing Liu raised a crazy smile at the corner of his mouth, and his blood-red eyes showed a fierce light, just like those evil creatures whose throats she pierced, lungs she crushed, and lives were cut off. She leaped up, her slender figure blended into the night, contrasting with the bright and cold moon behind her. The white moon wrapped in silver left an imprint of her graceful figure. The sharp and narrow sword light suddenly appeared, like the brightest star across the boundless night, winding out milky white silk, as if a piece of white silk was directly torn from the Milky Way, reflecting on the boundless and vast ocean tide. Jinyun stared blankly at the bright moon hanging high in the blue sky, until the sword light, which was as powerful as a bull, was right in front of him, he slowly raised his sword. A flash of silver-white sword energy quietly bloomed from the tip of his sword, and silently pierced through the sword light of the mirror, swept towards the night sky thousands of miles away, and left a sword mark dividing yin and yang in the vast sky. “Yes, that’s it!!” "Jinyun! This is your sword!!" "You are the only one who is qualified to take my sword that has been tempered a thousand times!" "Don't stop, keep going..."
"The sword cannot be turned back, and a single strike will kill. The swordsman must have the will to kill all ghosts and gods. Even against me, you must not hold back!!" “Haha, hahahaha…!!” Jingliu laughed loudly, her laughter was filled with endless madness, as if she was no longer the lonely and graceful girl, but the most dangerous monster in the world. When Jinyun saw this, he felt like his heart was bleeding. Behind him was the cenotaph that Jingliu had built for herself. In the thousands of years since her "death", she had held memorial services, prayed, remembered and contemplated herself in countless endless nights. She regarded herself as the eternal white moonlight in her heart, but when she lifted the curtain of truth, what she saw was a bloody lie.