blenderwars Chapter 42 042
Chapter 42 042
This voice brought Cheng Xiezhi back to his senses a little bit.His round blue cat eyes blinked lightly, and then a burst of dazzling white light enveloped him, and his slender limbs slowly stretched out.
He changed into a human form and walked over, blood flowing all over the ground along the golden lines of the formation to his feet, staining his white cloak that dragged the ground red.Cheng Xiezhi didn't care about this, he stopped a step away from Yan Lang, squatted down slowly, and slowly and firmly drew the sword in Yan Lang's hand.
The edge of the sword was still dripping with blood, dripping along Cheng Xiezhi's sword-holding wrist, some of which were his own - what he was holding was the tip of the sword.
The pain from the sword cutting his wrist seemed to be completely eliminated, Cheng Xiezhi didn't even frown, and his eyes never moved away from Yan Lang's face.Yan Lang stood on the ground with one hand, and could see the clear doubt in Cheng Xiezhi's eyes.There were obscure emotions in the young man's clear black and white mercury pupils, and he stared at Yan Lang intently, as if he wanted to find an answer from Yan Lang's face.
The point of the sword pierced the palm of his hand, and Yan Lang didn't realize it until the blood stained his eyes, and said softly: "Xiezhi, put down the sword. It hurts."
Cheng Xiezhi tilted his head, finally nodded after Yan Lang said this, and threw away the sword in his hand.He stretched out his cut palm under Yan Lang's eyes, and said in a soft and slow voice, "It hurts."
His eyelashes trembled slightly, Yan Lang couldn't see his eyes, it was hard to tell whether Cheng Xiezhi was simply repeating what he said, or expressing his emotions to him.
Yan Lang lowered his head, and pressed his warm lips on his cold palm.
"Why did you do this?" Cheng Xiezhi asked him with doubts.Obviously Yan Lang already knew that this was what he was going to do, and also guessed that he had prepared a way out for himself, but he still walked into this tower without hesitation.All luck is exhausted.
The system knew that it was inappropriate to interrupt rashly at this time, but it still reminded Cheng Xiezhi in a low voice: "Nanzhao's national vein has been repaired, using the emperor's luck on Yan Lang. There is not enough emperor's luck, Yan Lang will take over." It may be difficult to stabilize the country when it comes down."
But for its host, it saves itself from suffering.Right now luck has also been obtained, if the host is more ruthless, it is not impossible to leave now.
But the system estimates that Cheng Xiezhi can't be cruel now.
It captured Cheng Xiezhi's emotional changes, very subtle changes, like the ice breaking of the river in early spring, the peach blossoms on the bank sprouting branches, and something indestructible suddenly shattered in an instant.After that, no matter how high walls and dikes he built in his mind, he was destined to be blown by the spring wind and wake up everything.
It holds its face in its hands, waiting for the next development of the matter.
When Yan Lang's blood-stained fingers were about to touch the side of Cheng Xiezhi's face, he pulled away in an instant. The movement was very careful, as if he was afraid of disturbing anything.His tone is gentle and ordinary, which is no different from every time he speaks: "Because I hope Xiezhi will be a little softer towards me."
"I always do things with a purpose."
He bent his eyes and said to Cheng Xiezhi.
As early as knowing that Cheng Xiezhi was going to sacrifice himself to the pagoda, Yan Lang began to look for a solution.There are many ghosts and gods in Nanzhao, and Prince Nanzhao provided him with a solution - Nanzhao's national vein carries luck, so only luck can repair it.Compared with the vitality of the guardian animal being transformed into luck to repair the country's veins, the luck of Yan Lang, the emperor, can naturally be used to repair the Nanzhao country's veins.
He secretly made a deal with Prince Nanzhao, and slightly changed the formation of worshiping the gods. After Yan Lang repaired the national vein with his own luck, Cheng Xiezhi stepped into the formation, and only needed to use a little vitality to deceive the destiny. The fate of the country will fall on Cheng Xie.
He knew that Cheng Xiezhi agreed to mend the country's veins for another purpose, but to Yan Lang, it didn't matter what Cheng Xiezhi wanted to do, he just couldn't bear Cheng Xiezhi's pain again.He couldn't watch Cheng Xiezhi rush to a certain death - even if he guessed that Cheng Xiezhi had prepared a way out for him.
But Yan Lang wanted to treat Cheng Xiezhi well for a day when Cheng Xiezhi was in this world.
Cheng Xiezhi said coldly: "I don't need you to do this."
After listening carefully, his voice was a little stiff.
It's a pity that Yan Lang's consciousness was already a little fuzzy at this time, and he didn't notice Cheng Xiezhi's unnaturalness.The formation emptied his luck and indirectly affected his mental state, causing waves of exhaustion and weakness to emerge.
Yan Lang forced a smile: "It's okay. I was willing to do this myself, and I wanted to win your sympathy. It's just Xiezhi, you are really too cruel."
He sighed slightly.
Cheng Xiezhi listened to him expressionlessly.
Yan Lang was already extremely weak, and as soon as he finished speaking, he collapsed on Cheng Xiezhi's chest, blood staining his pure white cloak.Cheng Xiezhi stretched out his fingertips and slowly wiped away the blood from the wound on his face.His expression was cold, his crow-feather eyelashes drooped, his emotions surged, and finally turned into a very faint smile.
……
Yan Lang didn't wake up until the evening of the next day, Cheng Xiezhi stood on the corridor outside the palace with his hands behind his back, Prince Nanzhao turned his face to talk to him, the fiery red clouds seemed to be pressing down, layer upon layer Spread out on the horizon, until the end of the distant mountains.
"I didn't expect him to be able to do this." The emperor is ruthless, never a melodrama.But Yan Lang is like a special case that doesn't fit in.
Prince Nanzhao said with emotion.
Cheng Xiezhi's long hair was disheveled by the evening wind, and it took him a while to reply: "I didn't think of it either."
Prince Nanzhao smiled, and his tone became more relaxed: "Actually, this is pretty good, you don't have to die now, and Yan Lang doesn't have to bear very serious consequences."
"But you seem to want to draw a clear line with Yan Lang too much. Otherwise, you wouldn't be so eager to compensate him with your own vitality." Prince Nanzhao said thoughtfully, "Yan Lang has no luck, at most It’s because you can’t be an emperor, but you don’t have a chance, you probably won’t live for a few years.”
"Didn't you let his hard work go to waste by doing this?"
Cheng Xiezhi: "I don't like to owe anyone."
"But he likes you, you don't need to argue with him so much." Prince Nanzhao said.He never expected that Yan Lang would come to him on his own initiative, agreeing to exchange Cheng Xiezhi's vitality with his imperial fortune.
"But if I like him, I'm even less willing to owe him anything." Cheng Xiezhi said lightly, then turned and walked into the hall.Hearing his words, Prince Nanzhao stood in a daze for a while, then shook his head and walked away as if suddenly realizing.
The system was also very surprised: "Can you say this sentence without adding the prefix 'if'?"
"I don't know." Cheng Xiezhi replied after a pause.It is rare for him to say so bluntly that he doesn't know something, but this also lets the system know that this is the truth.
The system didn't ask any more questions.
It watched its host walk up to Yan Lang and sit down, and couldn't help but think, even if it needs to add the prefix "if" now, one day it won't be needed anymore.I only hope that the host can really get rid of the shadow from those parents.The system looked at them with concern and optimism.
Yan Lang seemed to be recovering from a serious illness, and his expression was still a little pale. He smiled and said to Cheng Xiezhi: "Is Xiezhi still soft-hearted?"
"I exchanged my life for you." Cheng Xiezhi said, "Your luck will gradually recover in a few days."
When he spoke, his voice was calm, cold and indifferent, which made people unable to figure out his thoughts.
The smile on Yan Lang's lips faded away after Cheng Xiezhi's words came out.
The atmosphere gradually condensed between the two.
"But my heart is indeed relented." Cheng Xiezhi was silent for a moment before continuing.It was rare for him to not know how to express his thoughts, so he lowered his voice and looked into Yan Lang's eyes, trying to see a little bit of his thoughts, so that he knew how to speak.
"..."
There were blue veins on the back of Yan Lang's hand grasping the edge of the bed. He listened to Cheng Xiezhi's words, and played each word in his heart countless times before he finally determined the meaning of Cheng Xiezhi's words. He looked at Cheng Xiezhi in disbelief. To Cheng Xiezhi.
Cheng Xiezhi also kept looking at him.
He was a little complicated.
He thought, Yan Lang didn't want me to soften my heart to him.If he really wanted to, he wouldn't say it.Yan Lang knew that he didn't like someone plotting against him, so he said that on purpose.
……
In the silence of the room, it took Cheng Xiezhi a long time to find his voice again: "I didn't give all my life to repair your luck. But we made a deal - you said you want a queen."
Yan Lang's heart tightened.
After Cheng Xiezhi said it, he suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and he even smiled slightly again: "So I plan to pay you a queen. Can you accept a queen who doesn't share your heart?"
"As long as it's you."
The tight string in Yan Lang's heart suddenly loosened, and there was a kind of surprise that the dust had settled and he didn't know where to start.He knew that Cheng Xiezhi's feelings for him might not be the kind he wanted, but he was already happy enough.
Cheng Xiezhi looked at him fixedly: "I have never liked anyone. Yan Lang, this is the first time I want to try."
For the first time in his life, too, his heart softened—and maybe there was something else.
The system thought sadly: So in this way, the host finally lost himself.
"But I won't live in this world for long." Cheng Xiezhi told Yan Lang almost coldly, "When the vitality of this body is over, my attempt will be over."
Whether I really like you or not.
"It's ok."
Yan Lang held his hand, his voice was low and soft, "It's enough."
When Cheng Xiezhi got Yan Lang's answer, he was relieved for some reason, and he briskly raised the corners of his lips: "Then what dowry gift are you going to give me? The emperor's marriage in the storybook is all for the betrothal."
"If you want, it doesn't matter if Jiangshan is hired." Yan Lang smiled softly, not caring how shocking the promise he made.
Cheng Xiezhi raised his jaw and smiled brightly and innocently: "In this case, the world is mine now, and you have to be my queen."