Three Times Reincarnation

Yan Jing?

It sounded just like the voice, and the feeling of that embrace.

I was hesitating as to whether I should turn around and confirm it when the cold voice says, "What is it?" Feeling guilty? "You don't even dare to look at me?"

I was speechless and could only cough twice. After clearing my throat, I calmly replied, "I think it was just a misunderstanding."

This hat was too big, what kind of 'red apricot popping out of the wall'? I didn't have anything to do with him. This made me, a little fish demon, feel conflicted and depressed...

The man behind him snorted, "Misunderstanding?" He slowly loosened his grip on my waist and walked in front of me. His red clothes fluttered as before, but his expression was no longer gentle. His slender fingers slightly raised and grabbed my chin. He said indifferently, "Then why didn't you call me by my name?"

What was this fellow Yan Jing angry at?

I could only smile apologetically, "Just now I was scared and couldn't react for a while, don't mind me. As the saying goes, being angry hurts the body … "Haha …"

He looked up and saw that Yan Jing's face was still dark. He thought for a moment, then laughed dryly and continued to explain, "It was just a misunderstanding. Actually, I just wanted to retrieve a ladle of clean water from here and go back to save a friend. Coincidentally, Dao Friend Jing Yao is on the way …"

Before he could finish his sentence, a trace of coldness seemed to have appeared in his eyes. He exerted a little force from the fingers holding my chin, causing me to be unable to continue to speak from the pain.

Before I could recover, his lips were covered.

They were both breathing in and out, the warm and slightly hurried breath of a man entered their mouths. It was obviously just their lips and teeth grinding together, but that burning feeling seemed to follow their blood and meridians and hit deep into their chests again and again, as if they could even control the rate of their heartbeats …

I finally started to panic, this kind of uncontrollable feeling isn't good. I wanted to push him away, but my hands and feet couldn't help me. I was obviously pushing him away, but somehow, my arms somehow wrapped around his neck. Gradually, my consciousness began to blur. Even breathing became a little difficult …

In a trance, he felt his body lighten as if someone had lifted him up. After that, he heard a faint voice say, "... "Set up camp and set up camp!"

I leaned against the familiar embrace, dizzy, and had to close my eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, I knew I was dreaming again.

This was because the scene in front of him was just too beautiful. The gap between it and the source of the Yellow Springs was just too great. The sun was shining like a golden thread as it sprinkled down from the sky. Flowers bloomed everywhere, and at the end of the day, it was a beautiful scene, peaceful, peaceful, and warm.

I got up from the ground and saw two figures standing on a hillside not far away.

Carefully walking closer and taking a closer look, he realized that the woman in white was indeed the 'Hua' who appeared frequently in his dreams previously, and the other man in red was actually Yan Jing. His eyebrows were still the same as before, his black hair was loose at his shoulders, and there was a casual look in his eyes.

"Is that so?" The woman in white raised her eyebrows. There was no surprise in her eyes. She swept her finger across the grass and asked calmly, "You decided to leave?"

"Yes, I want to leave this place. Right now, there is nothing good for everyone if I stay here. This will also save Senior Brother from being on guard against me. " The corner of Yan Jing's mouth lifted, revealing an extremely dazzling smile that caused even the sunlight to pale in comparison. He extended his hand towards the woman in white, his fingers curling up slightly, a brilliant light flowing in his black eyes. "Hua, come with me." Even though it was a question, it was spoken with a tone of certainty. It was clear that he was fully confident.

The white-clothed female lightly lowered her eyes, the corners of her mouth had a smile as elegant as a lotus. "Not yet."

"Why?" Yan Jing stepped forward, his eyes filled with anxiety and puzzlement.

"I once promised Feng Yin that I would definitely see her wearing a wedding dress."

"This... What's that? When that time comes, can't I come back? " Yan Jing pursed his lips, the unhappiness on his face obvious.

The woman in white raised her eyes and looked at him, "If you go, how can you go without more than a thousand years? And the great day of the Phoenix's song, will be three hundred years from now. " As she spoke to here, her voice paused slightly. She slowly lifted her hand to caress Yan Jing's face, and with eyes as gentle as water, she said, "Huang Yin has grown up with me since childhood. It's not good to go back on my promise."

"What about me?" Yan Jing knitted his eyebrows, his voice actually carrying a hint of grievance, as if he was a child who couldn't eat his beloved candy. He continued, "You and I grew up together, according to the words of the human world, wasn't it that … Plum blossom? Do you really have the heart to abandon me? "

The woman in white smiled. "Ah Jing, I will go after this matter." I'm looking for you, okay? "

Yan Jing was still unhappy. "Other than Phoenix's voice and Senior Brother's marriage, why did you still stay?"

"The matter of me agreeing to the father god … But don't worry, I think we'll be able to handle it within a thousand years. "

"What?" You want me to wait another thousand years? " Yan Jing glared, showing signs of flaring up.

The woman in white smiled, her eyebrows relaxed. She was extremely beautiful, and the flowers in the flower bed all closed their petals. She suddenly stood on her tiptoes and pecked him on the corner of his mouth, "Don't worry, I promised you. I won't forget."

"Hmph, even you wouldn't dare." He extended his arm and embraced the white clothed female as he lowered his head. His eyes were gentle but his tone was extremely domineering, "If you dare to disobey your promise, after I settle that side, I will lead a huge army of one hundred thousand to kill my way here!"

"Why did you attack? Whose trouble are you trying to cause? " The white-clothed woman pointed at his forehead and said in a good mood while laughing, "Don't forget, this place is now under your senior brother's control." As he said that, he raised his hand and placed it on his shoulder, indicating for him to sit on the ground. He then turned around and took a white jade comb from his sleeve to help him tidy up.

Yan Jing obeyed obediently, a faint smile playing at the corner of her lips. However, she still humphed in dissatisfaction and complained softly, "It's your fault that you only remember Phoenix's voice and senior brother. It's just that you don't remember me …"

The woman in white chuckled. She took out a strand of black hair and slowly tied it up before replying, "If I really didn't remember you, I wouldn't even care about you."

"How dare you!" Yan Jing grabbed her hand and bit her fingertip. "You must remember what you said."

"Of course I will remember — don't worry. "If I really break my promise, you can bring a huge army of one hundred thousand along with you. When the time comes, I'll let you handle it."

The scene in front of his eyes was fading like a painting of mountains and rivers. Only his voice was lingering in his ears.

So, the woman in white was the "lover" of Yan Jing?

I opened my eyes and felt a sense of loss. Although I already had a premonition, it wasn't until I faced him that I realized I wasn't as cool and free as I had imagined.

A double, what a meaningful word!

I scratched at my hair and threw my tangled thoughts to the back of my head. I looked around and found myself in a gorgeous tent.

There was a crane shaped candlestick about two people tall, and it was made of an unknown material. It was dark in color, and only the light at the top of the candlestick was shining, emitting a faint, lotus-like fragrance. Beside the candlestick, there was a make-up made by a woman, and it was made from jade similar to the white jade.

I rolled off the bed and still felt a little dizzy. I touched my forehead. The temperature seemed to be a little high. Just as he was about to head out, he saw the tent flap open. Yan Yu walked in from outside with an expressionless face.

"You're awake?"

I was stunned for a moment before nodding my head.

"You're in a hurry to get off the bed as soon as you wake up?" Yan Jing folded his arms across his chest and leaned against the pillar of the tent, his face expressionless.

I was stunned again. "I thought …"

"Then why?"

This question was a little overbearing. I chuckled dryly as I tried my best to say gently, "No, I'm just worried …"

"What are you worried about?"

Yan Xi walked over step by step. He seemed casual, but he carried a great sense of oppression with him. His dark eyes carried a hint of redness. His thin lips slightly parted as he spoke with an indifferent tone, "Are you worried about that little lover of yours?"

I was stunned as it was difficult for me to adapt to the change in the man in front of me from a 'monster' to a 'venomous snake'.

What little lover? What was he talking about?

"No more words?" He stopped in front of me, bowed his head, and slowly leaned forward, as if he were a hunter who had already drawn his bow while hunting and was getting closer and closer to me with an inexplicable sense of danger.

I shouted the word "calm" in my heart as I tightly clenched my hands in my sleeves. I smiled and said, "Yan Jing, let's talk properly." He thought for a moment and felt that he needed to explain more. He told her about meeting Young Master Jiang and Liniang in the small town and then added, "Originally, he wanted to come with Hu Meng, but Dao Friend Jing Yao said he is familiar with this place …"

"So you came with him?"

I nodded quickly.

Yan Jing remained expressionless. He didn't answer, he didn't respond, he just grabbed my waist and moved towards the soft couch.

I was half carried, half dragged onto the soft couch, and then I saw him lower his head and kiss me.

This kiss was somewhat impatient, just like the words he had just said, as if he was about to vent something. In a trance, he seemed to mutter in an indistinct voice, "…" "A heartless person …"

I felt dizzy and didn't want to say anything. I even lifted a little finger as if I was going to use most of my strength. Was he really sick?

It seemed that when he returned to the human world, he would have to find a doctor to check his pulse... No no, I should go to the palace and find an imperial physician there. I heard that the doctors there are more reliable …

I thought about it for a while and felt the pressure on my lips loosen. Then I slowly raised my eyes and saw Yan Jing looking at me quietly. Her eyes were soft, empty, and filled with a familiar look — he was looking through me at another woman who didn't exist here.

I suddenly felt an uncomfortable feeling spreading through my heart bit by bit.

But now, the situation is even better than Yu Di, we cannot escape, and we cannot resist either. Adding on to that, the saving water was still in Yan Jing's hands, after hesitating for a moment, he opened his mouth and asked with a smile, "This … If there's nothing else of importance, I think I might as well get some clean water and go back to save Liniang... Let's talk some other time, shall we? "

I admit that these words had a hint of 'passion and reason', but who would've thought that Yan Jing would still refuse. His face was livid as he narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly, "What if I don't agree?" As he spoke, he clapped his hands and shouted, "Bring him in!"

The curtain was lifted once again, but this time it was Jing Yao who came in. His face was slightly pale and his hands were tied behind his back. His steps were unsteady, but his figure was still as straight as bamboo. He was accompanied by two burly warriors in black armor, obviously for surveillance purposes.

I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

From the looks of it, the more I speak, the more suffering you will suffer and the faster you will die.