long night walk

Chapter 888 Toxic
He didn't know that behind the little Tiannanzong, there was such a behemoth as Wan Dao Xianmeng secretly supporting him.

In this way, Du Yicui is also a pawn in the hands of Wan Dao Xianmeng.

It's no wonder, three years ago, in the chaotic valley, the ghost king's heart in his body was crushed by Bailian's palm, and the army of 30 ghouls went crazy and out of control.

At a critical juncture, under the strong desire to survive, without seeking self-protection, Ying Xiu made a decisive decision and chose to set himself on fire with a thunderbolt to cut off his breath. In essence, he is not a human being, and his body is not an ordinary body of flesh and blood. Lei set himself on fire, almost dying.

Naturally, ghouls couldn't feel the food breath of living creatures on him, and all the ghosts trampled past him, and Ying Xiu finally had to live in the mud that no one knew about.

Even the departed Baili Yu hadn't noticed that the instigator of the ghoul disaster was still alive.

But even though Ying Xiu survived the predation of those 30 ghouls, his vitality was almost crippled, and he was dying in the chaotic valley of death.

Like an insect caught in a net, without the strength to struggle to survive, I can only watch the burned skin on my body fester, peel off, and rot.

In the icy mud, Ying Xiu's consciousness was clear, but his body could not move at all. Nothing could be more tortured and collapsed than this.

Until later, when Ying Xiu couldn't resist the cruel process of waiting for death alone, and chose to drown in the wet mud, Du Yicui appeared.

A little woman in the Yuan Dynasty unexpectedly appeared in the chaotic valley, and brought a dying person like him out of the valley safely.

He was also placed in such a remote place close to Zhongyou, using priceless and precious medicinal materials to continue his life day and night.

With the good name of "generosity", Wandao Xianmeng has been spread all over the world.

Although the bowls of hot unknown bitter soup and medicine poured into his stomach every day did not have much effect, but Ying Xiu has become an unintentional person at this moment.

Under the empty chest, there was no heartbeat, but he continued to linger like a living person for three years.

Du Yicui said that the medicine was killing him.

Not at all false.

Ying Xiu originally thought that when he buried his head deeply in the wet mud and generously chose the most useless and disgraceful dead hair that day, he was no longer afraid of death.

But until today, facing the bowl of decoction that was gradually cooling down, Ying Xiu realized that he still overestimated himself.

He is afraid of death.

He was terrified.

He wants to live.

Even if he doesn't want to see any light.

Even if he didn't even have the courage to leave this room.

Ying Xiu tried his best to escape from this world in his own way, but he just...

I can't bear to die.

Reluctant to leave this world.

Under Du Yicui's cold explanation, Ying Xiu's chest suddenly felt ashamed.

He couldn't help but looked up at her, and caught the deep impatience and disgust in Du Yicui's eyes that he didn't bother to hide.

It seemed that she really felt that Ying Xiu gave up taking the medicine and died here, so she could breathe a sigh of relief.

Ying Xiu suddenly reacted.

In the past three years, his only life-saving spider thread has reached the point of being crumbling.

Ying Xiu felt ashamed of the panic and anxiety he had bred.

He was disgusted that he had to depend on such a woman.

Suddenly, he realized that the decoction that he had been too lazy to look at in the past three years was so important in essence, it was difficult for him to put up with his usual air of dying and dying early.

Because he suddenly realized that even a woman like Du Yicui is not afraid of him seeking death or life at all.

In this small room isolated from the world, Ying Xiu was deaf to world affairs, and had no idea what had happened to the outside world in the past three years.

But he could see that a woman like Du Yicui who put her interests first was willing to take care of him in this kind of place for three full years.

Persevering, there must be something needed in him.

But today, her attitude was slightly different from the past. She didn't care about it, and she even took the initiative to lead him to give up his life.

Ying Xiu suddenly realized that her life didn't seem that important to her.

If he continues to put his status on airs, maybe this woman can really let him go.

Ying Xiu desperately wants to escape from this world, but it doesn't mean that he wants to rot forever in this small darkness alone.

I don't care about my last bit of poor self-esteem.

Driven by cowardice and anxiety, Ying Xiu picked up the medicine bowl he stepped on without saying a word, and drank it by himself.

Because of the lack of lips, the soup dripped down his chin and wet the gauze on his face, making him look more and more embarrassed.

The corners of Du Yicui's raised eyebrows slowly relaxed. Seeing that His Royal Highness, who is not even as good as a beggar, finally obeyed, she felt disappointed or relieved.

She took the empty bowl, glanced at the filth and mess on the couch, and said in a serious tone that was never possible in the past:
"Since your highness wants to live, it's better to live a decent life. I have prepared all the buckets and water tables in the house for you. There will be no outsiders disturbing you here, let alone others who will hurt you.

Excuse me, I would like to trouble you to stay here next time, now that I am getting bigger, it is not as convenient as before. Even if you don’t like concubines, please be more considerate for the sake of your children. "

Back then in Xianling City, she coveted him for his handsome appearance, thinking that his status was noble and unparalleled in the world.

He is the son who is loved and admired by countless girls from all over the world.

But who would have thought that under the bright and beautiful clothes was an ugly cowardly man who dared not even get off the bed.

Ying Xiu's face twitched a bit, and when his eyes became more sinister and indifferent when his eyes fell on her raised belly, his hoarse tone seemed to be mocking:

"I've been pregnant for three years. You don't feel tired, but I do."

Du Yicui's face turned cold suddenly: "What do you mean by that, no matter how bad I am, Du Yicui, I won't be able to become a bitch who can do everything I can!

I conceived this child three years ago. I don't know what is the bloodline of Youren among you. It is completely different from the ten months of pregnancy of mortals. Do you think I am not afraid?

Such a freak, who has been pregnant for three years and has not landed on the ground, has tortured me physically and mentally exhausted. You must know that it is such a terrifying and weird thing to give birth to a child in you Zhongyou. Back then, I should not have climbed your princely dragon bed! "

She gritted her teeth, and her eyes were full of remorse: "I have used all kinds of medicine, and I can't get rid of it. Now that my stomach is getting bigger, I can only bite the bullet and give birth.

If you don't believe it, after the child is born, you can test it yourself to see if it is your seed! "

The grief, anger and annoyance on her face did not seem to be acting, and her voice was quite confident, and Ying Xiu's eyes could not help showing a bit of doubt and confusion.

"Why bother, this child is undoubtedly your heir, Prince Yingxiu, there is no doubt about it."

At this moment, a deep voice came from outside the door.

Ying Xiu's eyes suddenly became cold and vigilant, and he suddenly looked up.

I saw a slender middle-aged man standing against the door.

The man was wearing a blue silk gown with blue patterns of clouds and geese painted on his clothes, and a Qiankun bag with a saber-toothed tiger pattern on his waist. The dark vermilion gemstones in the bag were looming, like dark pupils watching the world.

Seeing the person coming, Ying Xiu's eyes changed in shock.

On the contrary, Du Yicui showed a look of surprise, she took two steps forward, bowed and saluted, and said respectfully and in awe: "I have seen the ancient leader."

The person who came was actually the number one person in power of the Myriad Dao Immortal League, one of the most powerful and powerful people among the nations of the world, and the only one who was born as a casual cultivator and was a powerful figure in the world, Gu Sansong.

Ying Xiu was abandoned by the common people, and he has fallen so low that he is a useless person.

He really couldn't think of any place for himself that was worthy of such a big man who could almost stand side by side with the three Taoist masters to be here in person.

Gu Sansong looked at Du Yicui and nodded slightly, with a calm tone, it was difficult to find any trace of a superior person on him.

"Miss Du, I have something to talk to Prince Yingxiu, please stay away for a while."

Du Yicui was omnipotent, so she retreated obediently.

Gu Sansong walked into the house calmly, unaffected by the filthy and disgusting smell in the house.

Ying Xiu stared at him intently.

Gu Sansong sat down in front of the case, and before he even bought a cup of cold tea that had been left for an unknown amount of time, he sipped it as if no one else was there.

He laughed and said: "When I was young, my home was bitterly cold, so such astringent old bitter tea was extremely rare.

Only during festive seasons, my wife would take it out for a taste or two with me. Now that I have been paying attention to the products for many years, I have long lost my original mood. "

Ying Xiu didn't like his mysterious appearance, so he cut straight to the point, pulled off his shirt, exposed his empty heart, and said coldly:

"I don't care if the leader of the ancient alliance has other plans or what, now I can tell you with certainty that you can't find any use value in me."

Gu Sansong turned to look at him, his dark eyes were full of rivers, clearly reflecting Ying Xiu's figure, he said slowly: "It seems that Prince Ying Xiu is still looking forward to my arrival."

Ying Xiu frowned, and his voice became colder and indifferent: "Did you not understand what I said? I said..."

Gu Sansong suddenly showed an inscrutable smile on his face, he interrupted and said:
"If Prince Yingxiu really has the heart to reject people thousands of miles away, it is safe to say that you are not the real Prince Zhongyou, and give up all my thoughts."

Ying Xiu's pupils trembled as if struck by lightning.

Gu Sansong continued to speak leisurely: "Prince Yingxiu's desire to survive is the worst I have ever seen in my life. Even at the end of the journey, he still struggles to survive. I appreciate this very much."

He fixed his eyes on Ying Xiu: "You hope that you can still be used by others, and you hope that your status as a 'Prince' can still be a bargaining chip in your hands, so I come here as you wish."

The dim candlelight kept floating on Gu Sansong's face, making the shadow between his brows and eyes more and more unpredictable.

Ying Xiu's eyes flickered twice, his cold fingers curled up a little, and he stared intently at the abyss-like pupils of the other party.

The body subconsciously tensed up like the strings of a piano, and my heart was full of emotions.

Wu Yan was silent for a long time, he slowly loosened his clenched fingers, Ying Xiu let out a long breath, and his tense body slowly relaxed.

He said indifferently, "I can't understand, what can I do for you as a fake prince?"

Gu Sansong laughed: "If I don't tell you, who in this world will know your real identity?"

He stood up, his eyes were as bright as fire: "Even if those few people know, as long as your highness is ruthless, I believe that no one will be able to speak like this from now on."

Ying Xiu's body shook, and he suddenly raised his head, his eyes couldn't suppress the killing intent: "You actually want to use my hand to deal with my mother!"

Gu Sansong's back was stretched extremely long by the candlelight, and the shadow on the wall was three points darker than the shadow inside the house.

He suppressed the smile on his face, and looked at Ying Xiu with some pitiful eyes: "You treat her as your mother, but she just regards you as a substitute."

Ying Xiu's mind boomed, and a violent wind and tsunami suddenly set off. Gu Sansong's words were like a sharp knife with poison, which went straight to the vitals with precision.

For a moment, Ying Xiu only felt that he was on fire again, and his heart ached.

During these three years of suffering, it's not that he didn't think about why his memory always went wrong in the past.

For example, he has a bland taste and doesn't like spicy food. When he was a teenager, he ate two more bites of sweet cakes, and his mother's eyes on him gradually became strange and distant.

For another example, if he went to the You Pavilion to refine the ghosts for his own use, to strengthen his own realm strength, his mother would also look at him with such strange and appreciative eyes.

At that time, Ying Xiu didn't understand what such a look meant, but he vaguely sensed that this was definitely not the way a mother looked at her son.

So compared to staying in the Zhongyou Dynasty where thousands of people support him, he prefers to travel abroad.

Even if he is in Zhongyou, staying by his mother's side, he will try his best to pretend to show himself and follow his broken past.

Pretending that he is not hot or happy, loves reading, is indifferent to fame and wealth, and is quiet and inactive, he tries his best to piece together and imitate the shadow of his former self.

Only in this way, the mother's gaze when she looked at him would truly reveal a bit of soft-hearted tenderness.

Times have changed, and only tonight did he suddenly realize that all of this was nothing but illusions, his own delusions.

Substitute, what a ridiculous appellation.

Ying Xiu slowly closed his eyes, and the faint candlelight shone coldly on his gauze-wrapped face, through the cracks in the gauze, the scars that were split and bruised became more hideous, and hatred slowly climbed up the nerve endings like a poisonous net.

At this moment, he realized Ying Ji's selfishness and cruelty.

Why did she kill her son and create him as a substitute to suffer in this world.

It is all thanks to her that he lives in such a detestable appearance now!
In the end, he is just a marionette in her hands, he should live as she wants him to live.

Maybe...he was wrong from the beginning.

(End of this chapter)