He and It

"Kill him." The inner demon said, "As long as you have murderous intentions, you can easily kill him. I am willing to give up the plan to turn back time, as long as you can kill him."

Liu Fuguang was quiet for a while, then asked: "Then what? I kill Yan Huan, and you replace him?"

"What's wrong with that?" The demon asked fiercely, "I'm clean! Fuguang, I'm clean, I haven't hurt you. My past is a blank piece of paper, as long as you admit my identity , we can have a brand new start. All the love, evil, and all kinds of entanglements can be wiped out. Isn’t that good?"

For a moment, Liu Fuguang was speechless.

The inner demon was eagerly waiting for his answer, while Liu Fuguang looked down at Yan Huan and saw him shivering wetly. He had never been so small, so silent, so ugly...so fragile.

"Go." The inner demon urged, and at the same time, he brushed his shoulder extremely gently.

The force of this move was like snowflakes falling on the tip of a leaf, but it also made Liu Fuguang stagger forward a big step forward.

Behind him, the inner demon added: "Kill two birds with one stone, kill two birds with one stone... There is no such a good deal in the world, help the light. Go."

Liu Fuguang followed what he said and slowly walked towards Yan Huan. He let go of the handle of the knife, and the dark blade floated beside him, spinning around.

He knelt down and sat down. Because he couldn't tell the structure of his body, he reached down. For the first time in thousands of years, he took the initiative to hold Yan Huan in his arms, letting the thick black blood soak his white skin. Robes.

"Fuguang..." Those eyes slowly moved towards Liu Fuguang, and Yan Huan made a hoarse voice, "You're here..."

Heat spread to Liu Fuguang's eyes, and he said softly: "I'm here. How did you get yourself into this state?"

Yan Huan said hoarsely: "I can't protect you... I failed your expectations, I'm so sorry..."

"Idiot," Liu Fuguang laughed, "Save your energy and stop talking."

Yan Huan didn't stop. He knew that maybe this was his last chance to talk. He held his breath and said desperately: "I love you, Fuguang, I really love you... I want to do it every day and every night." They all tell you that you will never get tired of saying it, and you will never get tired of it..."

He spoke too hastily and got emotional, and Yan Huan began to vomit blood violently again. Liu Fuguang pointed his spirit energy and held down his twitching stump without making any sound.

After a long time, Yan Huan opened his swollen eyes and said hoarsely: "Look, hold the light, those are stars..."

He suddenly stopped talking.

His vision gradually became clearer, and the scattered stars were reflected in his eyes.

That's not a star.

Tears dripped from Liu Fuguang's eyes, and scattered into thousands of crystal dust in the sea of ​​​​the world, floating around aimlessly.

"Are you crying?!" He and the inner demon spoke at the same time, half sad and half flattered, "Are you...crying for me?"

Liu Fuguang lowered his head. At this moment, he seemed to be kissing the terrifying and twisted flesh and blood monster in his arms, but where only Yan Huan could see, he noticed that Liu Fuguang's lips moved slightly and made different mouth shapes.

I want to save you, he said, I will save you.

Yan Huan stared at him steadily, and the mixed heartbeats rushed into Liu Fuguang's Zifu like a weak electric current.

"Kill your inner demons now."

Liu Fuguang paused slightly.

He thought about it for a little too long, and then another heartbeat came.

"Quick! He is arrogant and thinks he is strategizing. He has neglected to take precautions at this moment. As long as you pretend to agree to him and pierce his heart, he will definitely die! Fuguang, you are the best and you have the ability to do this. Don’t miss our only chance!”

Liu Fuguang raised his head, and in a ten-thousandth of a second, he saw the inner demon turning his head, as if he was extremely angry, and did not want to watch the interaction between him and Yan Huan.

Is it accidental or deliberate?

However, as Yan Huan said, this is an excellent opportunity, and missing it will only make people regret it.

In the flash of lightning, Liu Fuguang's black knife in his hand disappeared as if evaporated!

The demon in his heart seemed to be feeling something. He turned around suddenly and could only capture two colors connected as a dotted line with his peripheral vision: the white one was Liu Fuguang's clothes, the black one was the blood falling on the white shirt, and the black one in his hand. knife.

There was no majestic sound of wind and thunder, no dazzling glory of the prosperous age, this sword was as restrained and invisible as the sword's intention, but it went straight to his heart!

The tip of the knife had already touched the heart demon's chest, and it moved inward with great force. When life and death flashed, the expression on the heart demon's face was actually blank.

Was it that he hadn't reacted yet, or had he already expected that this was just an attack by Liu Fuguang who threw himself into a trap?

No, neither.

——At the critical moment, the inner demon just looked at Liu Fuguang blankly, as if...as if the thread that had been holding him back was completely broken, and he could look at his lover with his true face again.

On the body of "Inner Demon", the nine-eyed phantom appeared. At the same time, the shapeless "Yan Huan" also raised one eyeball from the ground, mysteriously bent into the shape of a crescent, as if he was laughing silently.

Identity swap.

Just when Liu Fuguang was about to succeed, as the leading actor in this drama, the demon in his heart released the means of controlling him. At this extremely critical moment, if he tried to stop, it would be as if the ship was already overturned.

What is surprising is that there is no look of horror, regret, confusion, or anything similar in Liu Fuguang's eyes. His face was calm and firm, as if the heart of the sky had been opened, leaving only a full moon, reflecting the rivers and rivers.

"Don't be afraid," Liu Fuguang said, "trust me."

For a long time, Yan Huan has been afraid of any emotion related to love.

When I met Liu Fuguang for the first time, his touch brought an unbearable burning pain, like sunlight shining on a frozen person's skin. This feeling is like an overwhelming tide, drowning people involuntarily. At first, Yan Huan wanted to escape from such a pervasive thing; later, he gradually understood its power and discovered how soft and weak it was, and his avoidance mentality immediately turned into contempt and disdain; later, he abandoned it with his own hands, But he didn't expect that it had long been inseparable from his flesh and blood, heart and lungs. If he lost it, it would be equivalent to destroying half of his body.

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