Inner Demons

Li Yunxin throws a pen and walks to stand next to a giant tree outside the forest house, puts his hand on his back, as if looking far away.

At this time, the sky light from the dome tilted slightly, shining from the gaps in the leaves, and caged him in it.

Therefore, I saw the green and foggy distance in the distance. And this slender and tall figure of Li Yunxin is bathed in the pale-gold sky alone, and is set against the tall and sturdy giant tree that resembles the pillars of the giant God Palace…the solemnity and grandeur have formed a strong relationship with his personal sadness. Contrast, like a painting with strong colors, fixed in Xin Xiliu’s heart.

In this brief moment, she suddenly felt that……

The so-called Weishui Dragon King and Demon…maybe better than overwhelming majority people know what love is.

But she was busy taking a deep breath, gently shook the head, trying to drive this sudden emotion out of her chest, and focused only on the painting.

But I remembered again…the behavior and smile of this demon when I first saw Li Yunxin. A strange emotion gradually spread in her heart. It is strange because… Xin Xiliu clearly knows that this feeling has nothing to do with “love.” But it has nothing to do with love, and it’s just a few hours of meeting and contact with this Li Yunxin that’s all ——

Why does my own start slowly…become very easy to be stirred up by him? Up?

It’s like being cursed by him!

Because of this thought in her heart, she is frowned. I feel that I may be thinking too much. After all… it was the first time I saw a painting cultivator outside Yunshan. And the skill is so profound. Therefore, it is reasonable to be shocked. Li Yunxin is extremely dangerous. He is–

Thinking of this, she took a deep breath, and whispered as if she was thinking of something, or inadvertently chatting: “Dragon King…Did you think of something sad?”

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Although there is no magical power, after all, the cultivation base of Fleshy body is still there. In the forest there is no sound besides the chirping of insects and birds, so if you speak softly, you can hear it clearly.

After listening to her, Li Yunxin turned his face slightly to look at her after a while: “What can I do to sad.”

He turned his face down, the light of pale-gold It hit him on the side of the face-clearly defined and clear. It was as beautiful as a painting by the most brilliant Daoist priest-it looked like a mess.

This scene is called Xin Xiliu’s heart jumped slightly. But she suppressed the jump again, took a deep breath and called herself faintly smiled and said: “I thought the Dragon King remembered the girls around him before. What Yin Xueruo, Bai Yunxin, Red Lady… Dragon King pinched them Playing makes them sad — don’t think of it at this time, wouldn’t I be sad?”

——She doesn’t know why. When I said these words, I also felt a little unhappy. Almost shut his mouth and sit in silence, never seeing his face again.

Can’t let it go!

After saying these words, she regretted it again. A heart was suddenly lifted up, as if it was hanging on the ground—but she didn’t know why it was hanging for a while.

So, a smile suddenly appeared on Li Yunxin’s side face.

It is obvious that the corners of his mouth are slightly upwards. I don’t know if it was because his long, thick eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a faint shadow on his cheeks… Suddenly I felt that his smile was a little bleak.

Dark and… It looks very lonely.

“What is playing?” He smiled like this, but his voice was slightly sad. He squinted his eyes and looked to the sky, lightly sighed, “The word lonely, open it to see… The boy is playing in the shade of the melon field, and the small dogs in the alley are chasing insects and butterflies. But this group of lively scenes are all other people Yes, alone has nothing to do with me. This is loneliness. No one understands me…no one is with me. At this time…I want to grab a little and so on.”

His voice Light and translucent. It’s like the sound of green leaves falling in the bright summer sun…It’s like the crackling sound of a warm fire in winter. It makes people feel tender and sad, as if it will startle him if he breathes hard.

“Many people say some sincere words and swear oaths at many times. Then the years pass by in a hurry, the words are forgotten and the vows are forsaken…the world just says he is playing.” Li Yunxin Said, Bian turned around slowly. His normal cheeks were hidden in the shadows, glowing with cold light. And the other half of the cheeks are bathed in golden light, warm and soft, heartbreaking, “But when those mountain alliances are being spoken…how do others know that they are not sincere.”

” A lonely person, like a drowning person. He will want to grab everyone around him and make himself free. He will want to find someone to accompany and share with him. As for whether that person is suitable or not, it is not a drowning. People who are about to die will think about it.”

“Speaking of this kind of thing… as playing. Doesn’t Hossaryu think it is also a cruel way of saying it.”

The hanging heart of Xi Liu suddenly fell. This fall… fell like a straight into the sea of ​​anger at Snow Mountain, stirring up something. Soft emotions slowly surged in her chest. She was busy taking a deep breath and forced them down again.

But after all, a certain subtle emotion regenerates in my heart-as if a slight surprise mixed with relief. It was a bit soft and acrid.

It was this kind of emotion that drove her to say something awkwardly: “In that case, the Dragon King treats them sincerely… Only afterwards I felt that it was inappropriate and separated? It sounds like… affectionate and true.”

Li Yunxin smiled again, with sadness in his smile: “Then Yin Xueruo…I just arrived in Weicheng when I met her, so I’m lonely and helpless.”

“She fell in love with me and came to accompany me every day. Why didn’t I adore her. But… Then she died tragically. Do you know who it was because of?”

Xin Xi Liu Zhang Opened his mouth. But paused, just saying: “Know some.”

“So you also know what happened to that person.” Li Yunxin sighed, “Kill him, for myself, or for her, who can say It’s clear. There is also the red lady who treats me sincerely.”

He smiled sadly: “I am a lonely person. Why don’t you want to treat her sincerely. However, I and her Lord Dongting… still has enmity. I… can’t you bear to let her be caught in the middle and be embarrassed!”

“So you know there is one more sentence… letting go is the last thing I will give you It’s gentle.”

When Li Yunxin said this, his brows were slightly frowned. In Xin Xiliu’s eyes, this slightly frowned brow seemed to indicate painful emotions.

Because of this, she was stunned–the first time she heard such words, she was a little silly for a while. I just feel that this is ingenious and nice, but it is indeed sad and helpless. I want to… listen again.

But I don’t know what to say. I regretted asking about the sad thing about Li Yunxin.

However, Li Yunxin closed his eyes slightly and let out a sigh of relief: “Baiyunxin…you think she is who.”

“Peng King’s proud daughter, walking Thousands of years in the world. How can it be me…a lonely and savage person that can be worthy of. The emotion she gave me, I…dare to ask.”

When he said this, his eyelashes He trembled slightly and suddenly turned his back.

After a long silence, he shook his head and laughed. Just laugh at this time, the voice has been hearty and crisp, no more desolate.

“Ha…talking about playing that’s all. It’s all playing after all–” He laughed repeatedly, but didn’t turn his head back, “Buff you too.”

But Xin Xiliu did not smile.

On the contrary, he sighed even more.

People who are sad and lonely are pitiful. But… it is sad and desolate, but even these emotions are not easy to express. People who have to laugh to cover up seem to be more pitiful.

Li Yunxin…what kind of person is he?

Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but look down at the four poems that Li Yunxin wrote on the painting before–

ZhuJiu and Jun Jun Zikuan,

Favor is turned upside down like waves.

Prime Minister Bai knows he still presses the sword,

Zhu Menxianda smiles and plays the crown.

The strong emotion hidden in these four sentences is almost a breakthrough! A person who can write such a verse…what kind of sentiment and emotion should he have!

Li Yunxin…what kind of person is he? ?

She couldn’t help but asked again: “These four sentences…are the dragon king contrived?”

Li Yunxin was silent for a while, without looking back: “Oh. .”

He answered first. After three more breaths, he casually said: “Others’ poems. I copied them.”

Xin Xiliu pursed her lips.

Such verses should have quite a reputation in the world. Xuanmen accepts worship from the world. This offering is more than just gold and silver utensils and delicacies. There are also poetry articles.

Poems and articles are one of the brightest treasures in Mortal World. With the prosperity of humanity and peace, there are magnificent articles handed down to the world-this is enough to demonstrate the great achievements of Xuanmen in shepherding the world. Therefore, the secular dynasty every year will try their best to collect the beautiful poetry and articles in the world and enshrine them together.

cultivation people have a long life. Such things are naturally one of the few useful pastimes for them, so they have more time and leisure to appreciate those things.

However… Xin Xiliu has never heard of such outstanding four sentences.

He…before he hid the pain in his heart with a sudden smile. Now, he consistently threw these four straightforward lines to a non-existent “other”.

…He is like Li Yunxin.

So she stopped talking. Sitting at the small table, slowly collecting the picture, and putting it into the wooden box cherishedly, only to be silent for a moment: “Dragon King… tell me something else.”

” How about some of your painting studies?”

——So in the next hour, Li Yunxin talked to her a lot about “learning painting”.

His language and demeanor are very plain. However, this kind of plainness, if you carefully observe and observe carefully, you can see it-it is the result of deliberate repression.

And what he said is also very plain and calm. However, a smart person like Xin Xiliu can hear that, in fact, it has gone through the vicissitudes of life, and then slowly came to the beach like the tide after a violent storm. It seems to be a kind of calmness after a vigorous vigor-people who have fierce emotions in their chests are impossible to have such feelings and calmness.

After such an hour, the Taoist priest seems to be full of entanglements and doubts——

The Li Yunxin in front of him is indeed very different from Li Yunxin in the world. .

He is actually…a person who values ​​and cherishes feelings. The miserable fate and rough world conditions forced him to bury many emotions in his heart and cover himself with a cold and cunning mask.

There is actually evidence.

For example, he was to Liu Gongzan—the people around him came and went, only Liu Gongzan, who was nothing surprising, always held a place in his heart. This shows that… he is indeed a caring person. It’s just that many people ignore this point.

——When Xin Xiliu left with the wooden box and the picture scroll in the box, he thought this way.

Her silhouette finally disappeared in the jungle. And the sky gradually became dim.

Li Yunxin is still sitting alone in the forest house, looking through a gap in the dense tree canopy in front, to see the dome of this space slowly changing from blue to orange-yellow.

After seeing this for a quarter of an hour, he suddenly shook his head and chuckled—

These people. really weird.

Always…very confident in yourself.

For example, this Xin Xi Liu.

Why can’t Li Yunxin see it-he saw Xin Xiliu, and after slightly confirming her identity, he decided to slowly break her defenses and get something from her. This matter should have been a little bit difficult. No matter how brilliant and charismatic he is, it is difficult for a clear-minded and vigilant person to lose his mind in a short time.

He may be able to use more radical means to make the person show his heart in a short time, but that is not a long-term solution, and it will cause no end of trouble afterwards.

But the wonderful thing is-no matter what identity this Xin Xi Liu is-she is also trying to make her own mind.

Li Yunxin once noticed a strange emotion in her heart when she first met her. Soon I found the root cause of the strangeness. This Xin Xi Liu, in fact, looks like a person.

——The painting saint of the low version.

The appearance of the legendary painting saint is beautiful and alluring matchless in the world. And the appearance of this Xin Xi Liu is also considered beautiful.

The painting sage is the supreme master of painting, and it is one of the “comrades” that Li Yunxin can count in this world. And this Xin Xiliu is also a Taoist priest of Danqing, the first time he met, he showed his “kind” meaning.

In the legend, the temperament of the painting saint is quite strong, but Li Yunxin looked for the clues she left in the world again, and realized that this powerful painting saint, in fact, has a lively personality. Off the side. And this Xin Xi Liu, also when dealing with withered cicadas, called herself “demonic girl” and didn’t care.

Such a smart and beautiful little girl who is both righteous and evil, and has a close relationship with Li Yunxin… Isn’t it a low-profile painting saint?

It is no coincidence that she appeared in front of her in this face, but the result of deliberate arrangement.

The purpose is obvious-someone once designed and used a painting to break their own Supreme Indifference. Now… I plan to use this syringa to make myself feel other emotions. This woman—actually led him into the urn calmly.

So…in the case that this woman is also actively cooperating with half pushing and half on the spot.

If he can’t do something…

What kind of monster Li Yunxin is.

I really hope that Xin Xiliu, being evenly matched with him, will meet Liangcai. “Fake play is really done” this kind of thing… can also bring joy and comfort.

Li Yunxin repeated these words in the heart three times. It wasn’t until I felt the last bit of anxiety in my heart was suppressed that I closed my eyes.

The forest is getting darker and darker-his first night in Xiaoyun Mountain has arrived.