The familiar temperature in the palm of his hand was awakening Ming Jue's reason little by little. His lowered eyebrows gradually gained a gentle light, like the most dazzling star in the boundless sky.
Ye Nanyin faced him, tracing the edges of his handsome face with her eyes, and met those vast starry eyes. His eyes were filled with her, as if he wanted to lock her inside.
"Listen to the sound."
Although his face was expressionless and his tone was serious, Ye Nanyin felt that her heart was trembling at the thought of these four simple words.
"Yeah." Her legs were a little weak and she buried her head in the crook of his neck. Her arms dropped from his shoulders and she said in a muffled voice: "You deal with them. I'm a little tired. Let me relax for a while."
From the moment she faced Bai Ning, she held on to her rationality and didn't dare to let go even a little bit. Even if she couldn't beat him, she could still escape.
Surprisingly, she also got something interesting out of Bai Ning's mouth.
Sticking to Ming Jue's body, smelling his familiar yet unfamiliar scent, and feeling his temperature, Ye Nanyin felt an unprecedented sense of peace of mind, like a homeless traveler who had found his own warm harbor.
, you can completely let yourself go, don’t have to think about anything, don’t have to worry about anything, and completely hand over everything you have to this person.
Brainless trust.
Ming Jue didn't hesitate, and with a snap of his fingers, he destroyed the spiritual roots and spiritual sources of the six people, and placed each of them with cruel shackles, all at once.
After that, he picked up Ye Nanyin, who was completely limp in his arms, "I'm back, Yinyin."
"Yes." Ye Nanyin put her hands around his neck, her head still buried in the crook of his neck, unwilling to move, and said in a muffled voice: "Brother Jue, what I said before was not that I was unwilling to wait for you to come back.
I want to go to the underworld to find you. I want to truly understand the underworld that belongs to you. I am so anxious that I have already practiced it."
"I know." Ming Jue tightened his long arms expressionlessly, as if he wanted to fuse her into his own flesh and bones, "But I can't listen, not because I'm afraid that you won't wait for me, but because I'm afraid that you will be beaten by the gods.
These people took it away and disappeared."
Ye Nanyin's chest was rolling as he hugged her, and she felt a bit suffocated. She breathed out softly, "No, it's because I was unprepared for the gods before, so I fell into their trap. Speaking of which, I still
I am a quarter of the God Clan. I did not expect that these blood relatives would be so cruel to me. I accompanied my mother to the God Clan to attend my grandmother’s birthday party. Before I even entered the venue, I was teleported by an unknown force.
Entering an empty room, the room was full of demon-sealing talismans. The patriarch of the God Clan and eighteen Heavenly Lords gathered together. Before I could take a breath, the demon bone was pulled out of me, and the demon soul was covered by them.
Planting demon-killing nails one after another..."
"I thought I was quite strong, but at that moment, I was so plotted that I was helpless. I don't know how long they had been plotting, and they were trying to poke my weakness with every move."
"Brother Jue, I didn't know until today that the Gods tortured me so much because they were afraid that I would grow to be the master of this continent and hinder their progress in controlling this continent."
"...How ridiculous, ha! How ridiculous you say!"
Ye Nanyin's voice was very soft, and even her sneer tone was smooth, but every time she thought about these terrible experiences of hers, she felt a sense of powerlessness that went deep into her bones.
She knew very well that Bai Ning was just an insignificant chess piece in this complete set.
The person who really planned this trap must be someone who understands her very well, otherwise she would not be so powerless and unable to escape.
Even her trivial escape tricks, which are not obvious on the stage, can be calculated just right.
The person who knew her so well must have been by her side. She couldn't think of anyone who could hate her so much.
She has traveled around this continent to gain experience, and has been to too many places. Friends around her come and go, but there are only a few whom she is truly close to.
In order to cause unnecessary trouble, she would often disguise herself when she was traveling across the mainland, using countless names and identities. Even Yin Yao, who had been with her for the longest time, could not understand her so well.
little habits.
Ming Jue's long arms wrapped around her back, his slender fingers clasped her chin, and straightened her little face buried in his neck.
He gently stroked the corners of her stiffly outlined lips and said, "Yinyin, if you don't want to laugh, don't laugh. I'll feel bad."
"Those who have plotted against you and hurt you, I will accompany you to make them pay the price."
"Yinyin, look at me... you are back, and I am completely by your side. I will accompany you in whatever you want to do, and I will always be by your side. You don't have to worry."
This time, he won't let anyone have the slightest chance to hurt Yin Yin.
Ye Nanyin knew that Brother Jue was coaxing her.
He was obviously not good at comforting people, and his tone of voice was extremely stiff, but he could accurately stir up ripples in her heart, easily handling the vulnerability that she didn't want to show.
"I've made you wait for so long, shouldn't I coax you?" Ye Nanyin raised the corners of her mouth gently. She really wanted to laugh, but when she smiled, her eyes turned red, and her tears seemed to be out of her control.
It's normal, and the unpromising ones are popping up.
Maybe I've endured it for too long.
The fragile emotions that she dared not show in front of her relatives have now completely collapsed.
"Brother Jue... don't look at me, I don't want to... cry, I..." She wanted to bury her head in Ming Jue's neck, but he was restraining her.
The water mist stained her long eyelashes, and her vision was blurry. She was so close, but she couldn't see Ming Jue's expression clearly.
"Brother Jue... wait until I... finish crying before I coax you." She was sobbing uncontrollably. The dull air seemed to have accumulated in her chest for too long, and she needed to take this opportunity to vent it out.
OK.
Ming Jue had seen her in many ways, including her arrogance and wickedness when she was high-spirited, her seriousness and focus when refining elixirs and weapons, her affection and preference when she looked at him, her ignorance and shyness on the bed.
This was the first time he saw Yinyin cry. The ends of his red eyes were stained with precious water, which made him a little embarrassed and panicked. He didn't want the water to drip.
He leaned down and kissed the corners of her eyes gently. The salty and astringent taste on her lips was very similar to his mood at this time.
What should he say? What should he do? Can Yinyin stop crying?
He kissed her lightly on her fair cheek, and slowly attached it to her lips, comforting her with care and caution. Her heart was aching under her tears, and she felt uncontrollably sore and numb.
.
"Stop crying, okay."
He was so close that his warm breath almost sprayed between her lips, and his originally cold voice became soft and soft.