I have special high-cold skills

Chapter 75

Common spells.All relying on well-behaved mortal swordsmanship.

This time, of course.

Fusheng couldn't help but watch him dragging his sickly body to the battlefield, so he sneaked into the army and followed him.

Fighting on the battlefield was cruel, and he watched Pei Qing's every move and style return to the basics, every movement was incomparably noble, elegant, sharp, chic, and easy—Pei Qing suddenly raised his hand to cover his lips, and coughed a few times.

Fusheng noticed that Pei Qing's tiger's mouth was overflowing with bright red blood.

Yet the war continued.

Big win.

He sneaked into Pei Qing's tent, glared at him angrily, but couldn't speak.Pei Qing sat at the simple table in the tent, and was not surprised when he saw him, but said lightly, "You're here." After speaking, he coughed a few more times.An unhealthy blush spread across her pale face.

Fu Sheng pursed her lips, and looked at him slumped across the table: "Why don't you treat yourself better?"

Pei Qing picked up a glass of water and took a sip, then raised his eyes: "Have you thought about my question?"

Fu Sheng was startled: "What's the problem?"

Pei Qing put down the cup: "You, have you decided what identity to use?"

Seeing Fusheng looking at him blankly, Pei Qing said calmly, "If you don't think about it, don't meddle in my affairs."

Fu Sheng stared at him: "What on earth do you mean? I thought... Is that so?"

Pei Qing didn't look at him, sipping tea quietly: "What do you think?"

Fu Sheng pressed his forehead and heard his firm voice: "You know why I came to you in the first place."

At that moment, he seemed to see a hint of disappointment in Pei Qing, who had always been heartless and desireless.

"You go." Pei Qing said: "Since you don't intend to, don't provoke me again in the future."

Fu Sheng felt his whole body was icy cold, Pei Qing's eyebrows and eyes were always calm, without any fluctuation, but at this moment, he looked so indifferent and ruthless.

"You... really don't want to see me?" Fu Sheng murmured out of some emotion.

Pei Qing had long since stopped looking at him, his slightly drooping eyelids covered his silver-gray pupils, casting a dark shadow in his eyes.

Fu Sheng clenched her fists, but raised an evil smile: "No one can refuse my wish. I won't leave until I get the answer I want."

Pei Qing didn't speak.Fu Sheng sat opposite him, looking at him with his face propped up.

After going through several battles and returning home with a big victory, Pei Qing finally fell down.

It was heard that King Qing, who had always been looked up to as a god, was sick in bed, and there was an endless stream of courtiers who came to visit him. Pei Qing didn't see him at all, but when the emperor came, he paused and let him in.

Fusheng met the emperor of this country for the first time.Contrary to imagination, this emperor has a meek personality and a meek appearance. It is impossible to think that this is an emperor who has created countless wars. If he is thrown into the crowd, he will be ignored by ordinary people.The other party also noticed Fu Sheng who had been sitting by the side as a vase, and was a little surprised.Fu Sheng didn't salute him, and he didn't seem to mind either.After instructing Pei Qing to take care of his body and rest well, he left a gift of condolences and left.

Fu Sheng was holding the medicine, and Pei Qing was lying on the bed.

This scene was very similar to a scene long ago, and Fu Sheng was in a daze for a while.

The roles at that time have been reversed now... No, he, not Hongjun.

"Who are you thinking about?" Pei Qing asked calmly.

Fu Sheng twitched his eyebrows and didn't speak.

"If you don't tell me, I know." The other party added calmly.

Fusheng has now discovered that there are still some differences between Pei Qing and Hongjun. They are always expressionless, their tone almost never fluctuates, and they often speak interrogative sentences as declarative sentences... Pei Qing's feelings are far stronger than Hongjun's. Much more.

For example, Pei Qing talks more than Hongjun, for example, Pei Qing Neili is actually a person who likes to explore other people's hearts...

Fu Sheng stuffed the spoon containing the medicine into Pei Qing's mouth: "You talk too much."

Pei Qing's eyelashes trembled, and after drinking a spoonful, he pulled out a pale smile for the first time: "You know, this medicine has no effect on me." Gods—especially the main god's body—are the only ones in this world. The most powerful, corresponding to this, the general elixir has no effect at all.

He gave Sheng a hand.

He lowered his head, hiding an extremely complicated expression, including pain, depression, and confusion...

He raised his head slightly, showing a relaxed smile: "You will be fine."

Pei Qing looked at him thoughtfully, raised his body slightly, hooked Fusheng's neck and pulled it down. Fusheng still held half a bowl of medicine in his hand, and frantically protected the liquid in the bowl from splashing out.After finally protecting it, as soon as he let go of his breath, his mouth was covered with two pieces of coolness.

In front of him was the cold silver-gray eyes of the other party. At such a close distance, the slender and thick eyelashes were clearly visible. The cool touch on his lips made Fu Sheng bend over stiffly. This kiss was as light as a feather and was not aggressive. With surprisingly tenderness.

Pei Qing quickly let go of him, and before leaving his cool lips, the tip of his tongue stuck out and licked Fu Sheng's lips.

As if nothing happened, Pei Qing lowered his eyes and glanced at the quilt covering his body: "Dirty."

It turned out that the bowl of medicine just now was poured out without knowing it.

Fu Sheng blushed, turned around and ran out: "I'll call someone to clean it up!" No matter what, he couldn't ignore the abnormal beating of his heart.

It's not a matter of appearance, otherwise, if the God of Light who is more in line with Hongjun's characteristics appears, he will not still be unable to let Pei Qing go.This kind of emotion is hot and fiery, just like when we first met the silver-haired practitioner hundreds of millions of years ago.Hard to hold on to.

During the past few days, I have been struggling with a question, whether it is Hongjun or Pei Qing. Now that I think about it, it is better to follow one's heart while one is alive.Falling in love with Hongjun is the original intention, and it is also the original intention to come to this world for Hongjun, so... why not stay by Pei Qing's side?

Even if he doesn't have a heart and soul, as long as he mixes the unicorn blood, which is known as the holy medicine for healing, into the medicine every day, Pei Qing can last for a long time. He can look for other magic medicines that can save Pei Qing...

The next day, he mixed blood into the medicine juice, and entered Pei Qing's room with a smile.

There was no trace of life in the empty bedroom, the bed was neatly made, and a simple envelope lay quietly on the desk.

Fu Sheng carefully put the medicine on the table, and opened the letter, the handwriting seemed a bit hasty.

Fu Sheng:

It doesn't seem like your name was called.

Whenever you stare at me and think about other men, I want to do something to you that will annoy you.

I will give you the answer you want, provided that you stay in the palace for a month and don't leave even a single step.

Chapter 66

"——The battle of the God of Light and Darkness lasted for seven days and nights. In the end, he defeated the God of Darkness in the Erhai Lake with the superior skills of Light and Darkness, and this time the Ragnarok came to an early end.—The God of Darkness is dead, why is there still a night?" The long black hair was combed into a smooth ponytail and hung behind his head. Sitting at the desk in front of the window, a boy who looked no more than seven or eight years old held a book and looked suspiciously at the black-haired young man with his chin resting in a daze.

The young man's confused red eyes blinked back to his senses, he was silent for a moment, and replied lightly: "Light and darkness are interdependent, as long as there is light in this world, darkness will never die or die."

"Does that mean that the Dark God will not die...?" The boy frowned and came to a conclusion, a hint of surprise flashed through his beautiful silver-gray eyes.

"After the god dies, a new successor will appear soon," said the young man.

Unless the godhead is destroyed, the gods in this world will never have the so-called "death".

"Has a new Dark God been born?"

"not yet."

The boy has a pair of beautiful silver-grey eyes. Whenever the boy looks up at him with those eyes, he always thinks of that person who inexplicably wanted to kill the gods 200 years ago.

Pei Qing.

They are alike.

After Pei Qing left, Fu Sheng did not look for him.

There is nothing in this world that can heal the fatal wound of the Dark God.And Fusheng couldn't get a second share of his heart and soul.He is very sensible, forcibly taking blood will fail in nine out of ten cases, even if it succeeds, Fusheng himself is not far from death, a real life for another.

Do you regret it?

No, no regrets.After all, Fu Sheng is a selfish person, so he has his own measure.Rather than exchanging his life for his life, he would rather use his endless life to find Pei Qing's reincarnation to repay what he owed him.

Since leaving Erhai Lake, Fusheng has never set foot there again.Now it seems that all the evidence shows that the God of Light is Hongjun, but Fusheng always feels that something is wrong.

The marriage of Hong Hydrangea, the treasure that was originally used to find Hongjun, now points to this boy.

Fu Sheng shifted his gaze to the boy.

Gu Changan.

At some point, his marriage... seemed to be broken with Hongjun.Fu Sheng doesn't doubt the ability of the red hydrangea, because now he really has lost his mind when he thinks about the God of Light sitting high on the throne.After years of entanglement, did they finally change their minds?

too tired.

Fu Sheng propped his head and looked at Gu Chang'an quietly, but he didn't look at anything.

He has lived so long that he feels exhausted even now.There seems to be no goal other than waiting and searching.

His strength has reached the extreme that this world can carry, and everything he wants is at his fingertips. There is no new world in this world. The only thing he looks forward to seems to be to guard a person, watching him from babbling, to Grow up and shine.

Whether it's a habit or something else, Fu Sheng can't tell the difference.

From the warbler flying in the grass to the shade of the trees, from the wild goose flying south to the snowy wind, a new chapter is written after turning the page.And he was able to help Sheng to watch the people around him grow old, sick and die.So what?For the other party, they will only repeat encounters and acquaintances again and again, and finally return to a blank sheet of paper.