The bottom of the Eighth-Level Blood Hell is pitch black, and there is only a light shining in the room at the end, dispelling the silent darkness and warming the lonely heart.

The silent prisoners in other cells watched this scene quietly, and many people made a painful hoarse sound in their throats, as if they were wailing with their souls. After many years, tears of memories gushed out from their dry eyes.

These prisoners who thought they had accepted their fate, were numb and were willing to be maggots in the dark, soaked in despair for too long, so even a slight warm happiness could deeply hurt them.

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How could anyone be willing to go deep into the Eighth Blood Prison to save people... Did the boy who lived at the end of the cell save the world in his previous life?

However, at this moment, the happiest guy in the Eight-Level Blood Prison was not very happy. On the contrary, he felt a little cramped after a long time. It was obvious that the immortal blood constitution had already made him feel embarrassed, but Yueyu still felt that the air suddenly suffocated.

Qing Lanxu closed the prison door, sat generously beside the bed, picked up the "Bloody Marquis" that Leyu had just put down, and turned over two pages, and asked, "Is it good? Qingmei liked reading this book before going to bed. I read a few pages, and felt that the anger and resentment in the text were too heavy, so I couldn't read it."

"It's very bloody and violent. A saint will feel pity when he sees it. A good person will feel fear when he sees it. A bad person will feel happy when he sees it. A scumbag will want to imitate it." Leyu said: "So it looks pretty good."

"Qingmei has recommended it to me so many times, but it is not as good as your words." Qinglan closed the book: "Then add it to my bedtime reading."

Leyu looked at Qinglan's Yichen and Yixi, looking at her pretty face, her soul lingering in her dreams, and subconsciously wanted to reach out and pinch it. Qinglan's body trembled, but she still looked at Leyu stubbornly, looking at Leyu with fearless eyes, without dodging or avoiding.

However, the moment before the fingertips were about to touch the skin, Leyu suddenly pulled her hand back as if she was afraid of destroying some fragile products.

When Qinglan saw this scene, her straight body relaxed without realizing it. The corners of her mouth curled up, she reached out to grab Leyu's palm, and slipped into Leyu's fingers one by one, her fingers clasped each other, tightly holding each other.

"I haven't seen each other for so long. Even if the location is not suitable, I thought you would definitely be unable to hold back and melt me, and it was possible to blend in with me on the spot." She raised her eyebrows provocatively: "I didn't expect you to even be intimate. You would make me think I was wrong."

"What did you guess? No, it should be that you want to know what else." Leyu was like a little concubine who was lucky, being led by Qinglan in a daze, sighing: "You can say whatever doubts you have. As long as I know, I will answer you."

"My doubts? About why you participated in the sword hunting for throne? About why you didn't go back to Dongyang? About why you were imprisoned in the Blood Prison? What is your relationship with that future queen?"

"Or...about who you are?"

Leyu said softly: "Do you want to know?"

"I know." Qing Lan held his hand and shook it, blinking: "You are actually the assassin who died in the Red Moon Fortress, right?"

Le Yu was slightly surprised and smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to remember Yin Yin."

"It turns out that assassin is called Yin Yin..." Qing Lan suddenly realized: "No wonder Bai Ye and those people said it was difficult to understand after they knew that I didn't know Yin Yin Yin. They always thought that I was helping you to match Yin Yin Yin."

"I actually felt you... or Jing Zhengwei's temperament changed a lot. Although I didn't know Jing Zhengwei for a few days at that time, I suddenly changed my personal feelings, like Qingmei, who specializes in emotional stories, suddenly transferred to the news department to write a press release. Even I could feel the difference."

"But I didn't think much about it at that time. It was not until I fell in love with you later that I began to figure out the reason for your big change in personality." Qing Lan chuckled: "I always thought you drank too much iced honey pork tea, so I became sweet."

Leyu was speechless: "You like to drink coconut milk but you don't see you have milk."

"Nonsense, do you want to try it?" Qinglan stretched out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, blinked his left eye, and his eyes turned charming.

But she quickly curled her smile and said, "But I am an ordinary person after all. No matter what I think, I didn't expect you to be in such a strange state - even fantasy novels dare not use such a bold setting."

"So, you really... from Yin Yin to Jing Zhengwei, and then from Jing Zhengwei to Qin Leyin? Who are you?"

Leyu looked at the first woman in front of him who made him think about the rest of his life. He did not think carefully, nor did he undergo an antivirus test with his fairy blood constitution, and calmly vomited out his biggest secret: "My name is Leyu."

He briefly described the ability to "replace life by death", even if he didn't mention the system panel, it was enough to amazed Qinglan.

"Although I have had many speculations, you still exceeded my expectations." Qing Lan said: "The most terrifying situation I have ever thought of is that you are actually a monster. You usually live in human skins and change to a human skin if the human skin is broken..."

Qinglan stopped halfway through the words, but Leyu obviously didn't care: "That's right, in the eyes of ordinary people, I am the monster you are talking about. I am just wearing someone else's human skin, without my own identity, without my own body, or even my own feelings..."

"But your hands are still warm."

Qinglan held his hand and pressed his face, rubbed his palm gently, shook his head and said, "As long as I still care about you, you are definitely not a monster."

"Then you have to hold on and don't let go, otherwise the monster will wake up from the cradle." Leyu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I didn't give up on myself. I'm just explaining why I didn't tell you before--besides you, everyone will probably think I'm a monster. This is the second secret I have to keep."

"Then what is your first secret - forget it, don't tell me." Qinglan complained: "I'm also curious, young master, you're playing with fire."

"When we are old, I will tell you the first secret." Leyu smiled and said, "When did you guess the secret of my body change?"

"Actually, when you didn't want to go back to Dongyang and insisted on staying in Yanjing, I knew something must have happened in your body." Qinglan said: "Then Bai Ye came from there, Qin Leyin suspected to have killed Jing Zhengwei. The servant of the Shi Family saw Jing Zhengwei's body and other information with his own eyes. I also thought it was a rumor. After all, you were communicating with me at that time."

"Until Wushuang List was released in Dongyang, Qin Leyin proposed the concept of 'Silver Blood Eight Strange' and even made it on the discussion page of our Youth Daily, I strongly realized that you and Qin Leyin must have an indescribable secret relationship."

"Why?"

"Because Wushuang List and the Silver Blood Eight Tales are too shocking and full of your unique evil tastes." Qing Lan said: "A man as bad taste as you is like a fireflies at night, no matter how you hide it, he is so outstanding."

Leyu's mouth twitched: "When I say this to you, I'm not asking you to use it to scold people..."

"Until the news of the 'Silver Blood Five Qi Qinglan' reached Dongyang, I completely concluded that Qin Leyin is you. After all, even if Qin Leyin cooperates with you, he can't stick gilds on my face so shamelessly."

"Who said you are not worthy of the title of Silver Blood Five Qi? I'll help you beat him up!"

Qinglan smiled slightly and stared into Leyu's eyes: "So, the reason why you don't want to go back to Dongyang to reunite with me is...Do you don't know how to explain it to me?"

"No, I know how to explain it to you." Leyu shook her head: "But I don't know if you can accept it."

"Ah, "Your Name"!" Qing Lan woke up from a dream: "The novels you have written in the past six months are all the themes of soul exchange. Do you want me to read more of these novels, wait until I have some understanding of soul exchange, and be prepared in my heart before I can tell me everything?"

Hearing Qinglan's teasing tone, Leyu was rarely shy: "Why, no? Is my thinking incorrect? The reason why you can guess my secret must be due to the few novels I wrote!"

"Okay, of course!" Qing Lan chuckled, "I just didn't expect that you could be so naive and so cute after experiencing so many things."

"But is it fake that I worry about?" Leyu said: "You haven't accepted me yet, right? Even if you know the truth, even if you know who I am, the lover you are thinking about day and night is my No. 3 "Jing Zhengwei", and now I am No. 4 "Qin Leyin"..."

"What does the No. 3 and No. 4 mean?"

"It means that Jing Zhengwei is my third person to die, and Qin Leyin is the fourth person."

Qinglan nodded, lowered her head and thought for a while, and nodded again: "Although I know that Qin Leyin's soul is the person I like, it really feels strange if I have a good time with Qin Leyin."

"That's why I've been dragging you to Yanjing," Leyu said, "If you can't accept it, or fear my ability, I don't know how to convince you. You can't lock you in the room and conquer you, right?"

"To be honest, I think the method you said is quite feasible." Qing Lan was excited instead.

"But I can't repeat the process of conquering you every time I die, right?" Leyu whispered: "If you are not mentally prepared, I think you will be in a difficult time in the future."

"Why did you say it seems like you have to change your body again?"

"Who knows?" Leyu looked at the light on the table and suddenly felt that the warm yellow light was also a little dazzling.

Qinglan held her chin and pondered, but she didn't say anything for a long time. Leyu wanted to break away from her hand, but she held it tightly, and Leyu had to give up.

After a while, she suddenly asked, "Then what reason did you want to convince me?"

Le Yu was stunned, thought for a while and said, "I can promise you that I will only serve the tall and handsome man."

Qinglan was stunned: "What does it mean?"

"It is to let you at least have a good visual enjoyment." Leyu said: "If you have any special requirements, I will try my best to satisfy your wish and customize it for you."

Qinglan's expression became more and more weird: "What do you mean... do you want to seduce me?"

Leyu nodded: "That's about that."

Qinglan looked at him for a moment, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop raising up, and laughed out loud, covering his mouth and laughing silently. In the end, he was too lazy to cover up, and directly hit the bed with his fist, making his waist bent: "Ah, no, no, no, I laughed so hard that my stomach hurts."

Leyu was a little confused: "Why are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing." Qing Lan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, sat in front of Leyu, and reached out to hug him.

Just like before.

There is no difference.

Le Yu suddenly felt that so many guards and so many worries he had mentioned before seemed to have lost their meaning. No matter how strong the city wall was, it became devastating under tenderness and vulnerable.

He wrapped his waist around her and fell on the bed. The lights could not shine on their faces. The two of them could not see each other's appearance in the darkness, and could only see the joy and love in each other's pupils.

"As long as it is you, it's okay even if you are not that handsome." Qinglan smiled.
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