Chapter 107

The tomb was quiet for a moment.

Xue Ling looked at Shengyang and felt that his heart seemed to be being held in his hand and played with it freely. He was high above him. He looked at him torment and turned to see him in pain, but he was still laughing, saying it hurts? Don't think about it even if it hurts.

Escape, you have no way out in your life, and you can only struggle in my hands from life to death.

Why?

Just because he held out this heart and sent all his love and trust to this person, he deserved to be practiced like this?

Xue Ling's heart was extremely cold and painful, so at such a moment, he wanted to end all this without hesitation, and it didn't matter if he lost everything with himself.

But he also felt tired and bored.

From the age of sixteen to twenty-two, he loved Shengyang for so many years.

From becoming the tombstone in the town at the age of 22 to now 4,139, he has complained about Shengyang for so many years in the interweaving love and hate.

More than four thousand years.

How many more than 4,000 years can he withstand such waste and waste?

Xue Ling is really tired.

This tiredness overwhelmed the body and pierced into his heart, pressing heavily there, suddenly he lost the strength of resentment, leaving only full of paleness and powerlessness.

"Qin Shengyang."

He spoke and called Shengyang's name again. It seemed like he was laughing, but it was even more uncomfortable than crying: "Why am I sorry for you? I made you treat me so much before you die and don't let me go after you die.

?”

It was exactly the same question as before, but when I asked the last time, there was still some resentment in my words, but now it is like water, so quiet that I have no emotions.

Rao She was frightened by the sight. Such Xue Ling made him feel more panicked than Xue Ling who entered the evil spirit. He could clear the evil spirit, but his heart was ashamed and he had no choice but to have no way.

He could feel that Xue Ling was standing on the edge of the abyss and was about to collapse.

And what Xue Ling said later made his feeling clearer.

"Qin Shengyang, I really don't understand."

Xue Ling looked at Sheng Yang with a pale face.

"At the age of sixteen, we know each other and you are happy, and we will always be together with each other's marriage letters at the age of eighteen, and our love will never stop until death. If you really want to say sorry, the only thing I am sorry for in my life is that I have failed to fulfill the rest of my life with you.

Promise, but is this what I want? Don’t I want to live with you peacefully and happily?"

He was trapped in the epidemic and lived for three months, only twenty-one years old.

During the period of his illness, he always felt heartache and regret, not because his life was short, but because he could not go to the end with Shengyang, and from then on he would leave his beloved alone in this world.

The more Xue Ling is reluctant to leave Shengyang, he cherishes the last time.

But he didn't expect that the person who ended this time in advance was not the epidemic, but the person he was most reluctant to leave.

And the reason behind this made Xue Ling feel sad and ridiculous.

"Why are you treating me like this?

He took a step forward, his eyes dark, without any sorrow or joy, and he met Shengyang's eyes straight.

"Just because I am not long, and you just need someone to sacrifice your soul and guard the tomb to protect your fortune with the dragon vein, so I became the most suitable chess piece, and I will be eroded by the alive magic array to be cut into ashes and eroded by evil spirits.

Thousands of years to fulfill your ambitions and peace and prosperity?”

"I will be honored to resist the attacks of the four realms of enemies during my lifetime, and to endure the invasion of thousands of ghosts for you after my death. Qin Shengyang, should I feel honored?"

What sacrifices the soul?

What chess piece?

Sheng Yang looked at him in shock, finally realized something was wrong, and spoke anxiously: "Yanzhi, this is not the case, I--"

He felt nervous about Xue Ling like this and wanted to explain, but Xue Ling was exhausted and no longer wanted to hear or believe anything about the person in front of him.

"What's not?" Xue Ling smiled self-deprecatingly, and his whole body suddenly became sharp. "It's ridiculous. I was pushed into the magic circle with your own hands to such an extent. At first, I didn't blame you, thinking you had any difficulties,

I kept finding excuses for you until that day, until that day! I saw the alchemist you invited. He stood in front of me, looked at me with a compassionate and mocking look, telling me that you didn't actually have it.

What's the problem? It's just that I need a soul to guard the tomb, and I'm just right!"

"What do you think of me?!"

"I was trapped in the soul-suppressing monument, and the evil spirit made my whole body hurt. Do you know what kind of pain it is? Just like when I died, the flesh and blood were peeled off and the bones were grinded, and the whole person was crushed and hurt like it was crushed.

I have been enduring the pain all the time, but they add up, and I feel less uncomfortable when I hear him say this!”

“…”

It's that alchemist again!

Why does this person owe so much?

Rao She gritted her teeth, and she felt extremely disgusted with this alchemist. She wanted to double down on everything Xue Ling had suffered to him. But more than four thousand years have passed, the man still didn't know whether life or death is death. Let's let it go for now. The most important thing is now.

What is to stabilize Xue Ling's emotions.

He looked scared when he looked like a dead person.

But what should be done...

He won't comfort people, either.

The straight little Tianshi hugged the Tai Chi Banner, and was at a loss for this situation. At this moment, he suddenly saw a white shadow sweeping over in front of him.

It's a white cat.

It was previously hit by Xue Ling's evil aura and fell into a coma. When it woke up a few seconds ago, it saw the terrifying evil aura covered by its owner dissipating. It was thought it was fine, so it rushed over happily.

A small ball came over from the side, and Xue Ling subconsciously caught it. Before he could see its appearance, he heard a soft voice coming from his arms: "Master! Meow!"

The sound of the meow sounded extremely familiar, just like...

Xue Ling lowered his head, silent until Mu Qi's deep eyes swayed in the moment when he saw the white cat, and finally filled with a little bit of anger.

He looked at the white cat, as if he had recognized it but he didn't dare to recognize it. After a while, he hesitated and spoke: "...White cat?"

This was the cat he gave to Shengyang when he knew him for just two months. At first, he wanted to find a reasonable reason for entering the General's Mansion every few days.

Such a small breasted cat, under Xue Ling's careful care, grew up little by little the king cat who was domineering in the general's mansion. The relationship between a person and a cat is not fake, although I don't know when and what it was.

He is a monster, but no matter what it looks like, he is a gentle existence in Xue Ling's heart.

"It's me, I'm me!"

Seeing that the master recognized him, the white cat shook his tail in surprise: "Master Master! You are finally back! The master and I miss you very much! We have been waiting for you to come back here!"

Miss me?

Xue Ling lowered his eyes and smiled mockingly.

Feeling that the owner was in a bad mood, the white cat, who had lived for more than 4,000 years but had not changed his silly white sweet attribute, suddenly became clever at this moment.

He looked at Xue Ling, then glanced at Shengyang quietly. After hesitating for a few seconds, he carefully pulled Xue Ling's sleeve with his claws and asked, "Master... are you still having sex?

How angry is the master?"

Xue Ling's eyes were indifferent and he didn't say anything.

The white cat knew at a glance that things had reached an extremely bad point. He shook his heart and spoke anxiously: "Master, don't be angry with the master. He never thought of harming you... It was all caused by that alchemist.

!If you don’t believe me, ask your friends, these were discovered first, really!”

Good opportunity!

The cute little guy is reliable at critical moments!

Rao She gave the white cat a thumbs up in her heart, seized the opportunity to answer the words: "Xue Ling, calm down first, this matter is indeed as it said, whether it is you or Shengyang,

They must have been cheated by that dog-like alchemist.”

Was he cheated by that alchemist?

When the alchemist stood in front of the tombstone and said those words, the mocking and compassionate look was always a shadow in Xue Ling's heart. It has never been forgotten for thousands of years. Now when he heard the little Tianshi say this, he was stunned and finally it was no longer the same as before.

My heart was ashamed to death and looked at Rao She, "What does it mean?"

Explaining such a thing will always be more neat than he heard of.

Rao She had already noticed her heart, so she waited for him to ask. He immediately looked at Fan Xiu when he heard this and said, "Go!"

Fan Xiu glanced at him without saying anything, and directly delivered the design book of the local palace that Baimao gave to Xue Ling. At the same time, he clicked on the camera system on the Monster Bureau app to record the images of the previous tombs to Xue Ling.

Called out.

Entering the statue of evil gods, human skin talisman paper, blood pool, and evil ghost pictures.

These structures that are completely inverted by the original design book are placed together with the secret love diary of the four walls and the aura of the perverted man slowly, slowly reflected into Xue Ling's eyes.

Xue Ling looked over one by one, and his eyes finally stopped on the design drawings of the underground palace and the murals, and he didn't make any sound for a long time.

“…So, that’s about it.”
To be continued...