long night walk

Chapter 1670 It's You
The space was narrow and kept closing in, swallowing up the only room they had.

Their skins were forced to touch each other, and the faces that were getting closer and closer could only pass each other. However, countless crystal clear rivers flowed out from the ice walls on all sides again, gradually filling up the tiny cracks in this space.

Then it solidified into ice again.

The two crossed cheeks were pushed up tightly by the spreading thick ice wall and forced to stick together. The cheeks of the two were deformed and pressed tightly together. The distance between them had never been so great, and the breath had never been so close.

Cangnan Yi has nominally accepted many apprentices over the years.

But in most cases, she sits high in the hall, with thousands of believers under the altar. Even if she accepts them as disciples herself, they can only look up at her from afar.

Although Bailian was different from the others, he was the first young man to formally perform the ceremony of becoming her apprentice. Even before he became her disciple, he had a special right that neither Qingshui nor Qingxuan had. He could stay in her bedroom every night and read the secret magic of Kunlun.

She also carried him back to the mountains when he was drunk and acting reckless.

During the catastrophe of the Golden Sea and Sky Abyss, their skins touched each other in the ice coffin.

But she was not conscious at that time. Even though they were stacked together in the ice coffin, their skin was not as tightly fitted together as it is now.

Not to mention, at this moment, all the clothes on the two men were burned to ashes, leaving them naked.

Even couples in the mortal world would not be so intimate.

Just now when they were in the water, Ayiwu personally pointed out to her who was the cause of the calamity in her heart.

The narrow and cramped space fell into an eerie silence, with only the muffled sound of heavy water flowing through the thick ice wall.

Behind the ear and neck, a woman's gentle and steady breathing could be heard, without any disorder at all.

She raised her hand calmly, and her slender and graceful palm scratched the sharp dragon horn on his forehead. Blood slid down, and her snow-white palm stained red was pressed against the thick ice wall behind him.

The slender white wrist exerted a slight force and pushed, and blood flowed in all directions, spreading on the thick dark ice wall like a tributary of a mountain river.

The boundless and thick ice wall covering the entire space rumbled as if it was shaken greatly.

The ice wall was unable to be pushed away by pure force, so she slowly pushed it open a little distance with the support of her palms.

The two bodies that were pressed tightly together moved apart a little, no longer in that tight, oppressive, inseparable contact.

Bailian was once again amazed and admired the Empress's determination and character.

Even in such a situation, he was still able to face the difficulties calmly.

Their skin touched each other, their chests were pressed tightly against each other, and through that delicate and soft skin, he could feel her steady heartbeat, which didn't even change at all because of the intimate contact.

To the extent that Bailian couldn't help but doubt the truthfulness of Ayiwu's words just now.

Although Cangnanyi slightly pushed away the two ice walls that were pressing against him, his already dying and weak body became paler after losing blood, and even his body began to suffer from hypothermia.

Bailian frowned and said, "Don't do it again."

In the cold icy light, there was a hint of lacquer in the woman's calm eyes. She did not respond to Bailian's words. She was silent for a moment, but said: "It's you."

"what?"

Cangnanyi's dark eyes stared at Baili An calmly, and said, "You guessed right, the thoughts in my heart are all because of you."

This calm look, this cool expression, if the words hadn't come from her mouth, Bailian would have suspected that Cangnanyi was joking with him.

Bailian's mouth twitched, and he felt that all this was too unbelievable. He asked in a low voice with a hint of disbelief: "My queen... likes me?"

If that's the case, why bother taking him as a disciple?
Aren't the immortals the ones who value ethics, moral principles, and status the most?

Although Cangnan Yi may not be bound by secular etiquette, she is not a heretic.

But the next moment, Cangnanyi chuckled.

Behind him, he could smell the faint sweet scent of blood from the wound on her palm. The pair of black mercury-like eyes of the woman in front of him reflected an icy color. Her outline in the dim light was still cold, but at that time, she had lost the natural sense of alienation that she usually gave people.

Her smile was gentle and pure, not at all like that of a dying god haunted by karma.

"You don't have to be so tactful. You can just ask me directly whether I have any feelings for you."

Her direct confession made Bailian even more hesitant and embarrassed.

His eyes wandered away inexplicably with guilt, and for a moment, he was not comfortable looking directly into her eyes.

Cangnanyi did not feel guilty at all. Her mental strength was as strong as her status. Even when facing a young man who was millions of years younger than her, she was able to continue calmly:

"If you really need an answer, I can tell you seriously that this is indeed the case."

This sudden and direct remark caught Bailian off guard, and he felt inexplicably at a loss.

The body that had just been resisting physical contact with the woman of the opposite sex became increasingly tense. His back was leaning back with all his strength, trying his best to create as much distance between the two as possible.

He said seriously with a stern face: "Mother...Mother, although you always joke with me, and Lord Qingxuan and the others always think that way, I always regard you as my elder, and I...I think it is not appropriate for us to think about these issues."

Cangnanyi saw him dodging like a frightened rabbit. Even the terrifying situation of death could not make him look like he was facing a formidable enemy. He felt more and more amused.

She smiled and said, "You are so narcissistic, young man. I have lived for more than a million years, and I have seen many handsome young men. If I have feelings for you, does that mean it is the kind of unspeakable love between a man and a woman?"

Bailian was speechless.

Cangnanyi raised his eyes and said calmly, "The love between men and women is friendship, but in this world, there is love for one's child, love for a confidant, love for a brother, love for an old sword, love for one's hometown, and all kinds of things, all of which are friendship. I do have the feelings that a human should have for you, but this feeling does not mean that I have any covetous thoughts about you, a young man."

The seven emotions and six desires, the eight sufferings and nine difficulties are the paths that every immortal and god must go through.

But she is an exception.

As a clean mirror that can hold all kinds of desires, obsessions and karmas in this world, and as a saint who takes people to the other shore, she needs to be calm about everything, realize the sufferings of all living beings, and not drown in the mud even when she is in it.

Therefore, she should not have any emotions, even the most ordinary human emotions. She can feel, understand, and even possess them, but she must never cross that line.

Therefore, she took pity on the little mountain lady's miserable background and was willing to sacrifice half of her life to help her into the mountains, break the darkness and seek a glimmer of light for the future, thus rewriting this doomed fate.

Even though it cost a huge price, she always held on to it and could afford it.

Although the tiger always called her "mother", she always regarded everything as a passerby, placed herself outside the world of things, and never placed too much emotion on anyone. But she didn't know when she started to have different feelings for this boy.

At the beginning, when they first met in a mortal inn in Xianling City, she saw through his true identity at a glance. It was normal for cold-blooded creatures to appear at night.

If it were an ordinary time, she would have just picked up this corpse demon and dark blood creature in the mountains without thinking too much about it.

But it just so happened that in the busy and brightly lit tavern, he met such a corpse demon boy who was hiding a Yin Baihu in his arms, just to secretly feed meat to the tiger.

At that time, he was not very strong, and was at an age when he was afraid of the gathering of yang energy in the world. He did not eat any grains, but he was good at roasting meat. He hid the little tiger in his arms and fed it secretly. He was no different from the innocent and simple-minded children who secretly brought their own dogs to eat meat as guests at a banquet in the countryside.

The little corpse demon who could raise a tiger, apart from being boring, actually gave her the idea of ​​adopting it.

But this little thought that came to mind at the moment did not cause any waves.

Later, by chance, somehow, she came up with the idea of ​​taking him as her disciple.

I had this thought before, but it was different from wanting to take him in this time.

Perhaps for this young man, even today, he still feels that she wants to accept him as a disciple only because of the Water God's Divine Source.

But he didn't know that her real intention came from this. It was not difficult for her to take the beads from his body and forcibly refine them with divine power to solve the urgent problem.

Take him into the mountains and imprison him there.

I'm afraid he must have felt a little resentful at the time.

Later on, he taught me magic and invited me to his house every night, and he really had the idea of ​​entrusting my son to his care.

To her, Kunlun Jingxu was not something that she couldn't let go of or that was worth reminiscing about.

But she felt that, born as a god, she did not ask for much in this life. Only if she could see her beginning and end, would she be worthy of this great divine power, a gift from heaven and earth.

She tried hard to change her fate. She got what she wanted, and what she gained was what she expected, and what she lost was not a big deal. She just regarded her fate as that of a swallow under the eaves, facing south for warmth, and returning soon.

Even if I can't go back, it's okay.

Cangnan Yi has experienced the world and everything in it.

Read people’s minds and resolve their fate.

But when it comes to myself, even now, I don't know why and when I started to care about this young man.

care……

It can be said that no matter how common and ordinary the emotion is, when it appears in her, it is like flesh and blood growing from wood or stone.

With her existence like this, with her concerns and the karmic tribulations of life, she will sooner or later become an ordinary woman, with her flesh and blood growing luxuriantly. The seven emotions and six desires, the seven sorrows, the love and hate, and the separation reflected in them will all grow in every inch of her bones and blood, and finally grow into a complete person and become a part of this vast living being.

Cangnanyi doesn't mind changing the way he lives his life.

However, it has never happened since ancient times for a mortal to become a saint. This shows that this process is extremely difficult and arduous, like crossing thousands of mountains and rivers.

Similarly, giving up the saint identity bestowed by heaven and earth, transforming into a mortal, and trying to be an ordinary woman, the price is immeasurable, and it must be exchanged for the suffering of all people.

Now, for her, the word "concern" is different from her usual concern, but fortunately, the concern born from flesh and blood is only an inch, an insignificant weight, which can be stopped when necessary and abandoned when necessary... but there is no need to abandon it.

I am too lazy to delve into which category this emotion belongs.

Bailian turned his gaze back and stared deeply into her eyes. After reading her true thoughts from her eyes, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled softly, saying, "If that's the case, I think I treat the queen the same way."

Kunlun Mountain is not his home, nor is it his place of nostalgia.

There are countless races in the world, born and dying, rising and falling.

If he saw a race about to be destroyed, and he went wherever he could to lead the charge and risk his own life to protect against the disaster, it would be a waste of his hard-earned second life.

There are thousands of immortal masters. Since he is no longer an immortal in this life and Emperor Zhu Zhan is still alive, there are some things he does not have to do.

Not to mention, Bailian did not have much friendship with the many demons and immortal creatures in Kunlun Mountain.

But he still chose to stay here, accompanying her without retreating a single step. I guess he was unconsciously responding to the feelings the Empress had for him.

It's just that neither of them noticed it.

The feelings that cannot be described or understood are too vague, complex and elusive.

If she had not come to this world, where the dust and calamities had washed away her body but had not yet left her body, I think even if a hundred or a thousand years had passed, the Queen would not have noticed the change in this emotion.

Cang Nanyi smiled faintly and said, "This may be a novel experience. If possible, I might as well try to live as an ordinary woman."

It’s a pity that ordinary women can hardly bear this kind of cause and effect.

Bailian pursed his lips, his mood becoming increasingly complicated.

He wanted to rescue her so much that he even fell into a trap with her. But now it seemed as if he had thoughtlessly barged into her world of eternal snow, leaving behind a few footprints that were not obvious but did exist.

The footprints were not deep, but they were difficult to erase and were enough to cause fatal injuries.

The words cause and effect are so hurtful that even saints cannot escape them?
Seeing Bailian's dazed and confused expression, Cangnanyi reached out and touched his head, his eyes gentle and compassionate: "Why torture yourself."

Bailian's eyes were moist and his gaze was blank: "So because it's me, I can't save you no matter what."

Cang Nanyi said calmly: "I have lived for thousands of years, and I never think of death as suffering, but rather the end of a complete journey of life."

Bailian's expression became more and more dazed and confused, and his arms, which were supporting himself on the ice wall, gradually relaxed.

Ayiwu, who was wandering under the ice wall, saw that the situation was not good and thought that the woman was amazing that she could even convince this boy.

Although the two of them are now trapped in the ice wall, this kid may have other means to leave alone.

Now the origin bead is no longer in the woman's possession. In terms of the preciousness of the food, it is probably far less valuable than it was before.

How could she bear to see him being persuaded to leave?