Chapter 604: The Heartless Man
Bailian has thought to herself many times why Ning Feiyan can always laugh off the pain, murder, and torture that others inflict on her, and hide it calmly and perfectly. All your emotions?
Now, looking at her in front of him, Balian finally understood.
Perhaps it is because from beginning to end, she was abandoned into the abyss by her loved ones and did not know what light was, so she did not feel pain.
Bailian couldn't imagine how a girl with nothing back then used her weak hands to build a wall of copper and iron little by little.
How could he guard the cold, empty and huge empty fortress alone, protecting himself like a hedgehog?
But back then, the woman only used a piece of incomplete cake, which made the seemingly impregnable wall no longer look so indestructible.
After all, she still longed for someone outside the wall to hand her a warm hand.
Tap the wall gently, and thick dust will loosen and fall from the solid wall tiles.
Perhaps it was because the fleeting warmth was so beautiful that the copper and iron walls she had built up over the years were easily knocked out by her hand to create a narrow crack.
There was darkness beneath my feet, and between the cracks, that was where the light came through.
Those who are stuck in the corner of a well will inevitably have a moment of impulse when they see the light, and their hearts will shine brightly.
Following this weak light, the dusty hands with mottled fingers, with a hint of expectation, dug open the city wall they had built little by little. The digging was bloody and painful.
Finally when she decided to abandon the cold and lonely empty city behind her that could protect her, she stumbled out of the gap covered in blood.
But she found that the wind outside the city wall was very strong, and the remaining gentleness was blown away.
Across the mountains, rivers and sea of people, no one was waiting for her outside the city, and not a single spark in the world belonged to her.
Only then did she fully understand that those who live by hope will eventually die of hunger strike.
Blocking my heart, I returned to the isolated city. The corner of the wall I dug up with my own hands had no choice but to be washed and piled back to its original appearance.
In the end, the tired bird returns to the forest, and some people accept their fate.
It is winter all year round. By the time someone knocks on the city wall again, a thick layer of frost has already formed on the city walls in all directions, and there is no more dust left on the walls.
Naturally, he will not let any more light enter his world.
After all, who likes to be alone, they just don’t want to be disappointed.
For Ning Feiyan, warmth is beautiful.
But beautiful things are short-lived, just like the scrap of cake her mother handed her. It was the only moment and the only time she could smell her mother's scent.
But she was so stingy that she only gave her a little bit, but she still kept her in mind for so many years.
This is so unfair.
In Balian, she felt more than once the warmth similar to the warmth that her mother brought to her that night.
When faced with the murder of Yihe Shuci, Mi Lu, who kept saying that he wanted to marry her, even backed away. The moment he stood up, Ning Feiyan's heart was not without waves.
It’s just that I have suffered too much. As time goes by, I become more and more indifferent, and I feel uneasy about getting anything.
How can a person who can't show any warmth to others feel that he can accept kindness from others with peace of mind.
These seemingly beautiful things are actually illusory. In Ning Feiyan's eyes, they are far more real than the exchange of gains and losses.
Bailian looked at her and his eyes became distant little by little. He met her gaze without avoiding it and said calmly: "I knew it a long time ago."
Ning Feiyan’s eyebrows were low-pressed. The person who was so enthusiastic a moment ago slowly cooled down. She asked: "In the immortal world?" "When I was in Lingcheng?"
Seeing that she still insisted on asking the truth, Balian sighed helplessly and answered honestly: "On the first day when I turned into a cat and was given to the devil by you. After being burned by the sun, you found it when you fed me blood."
Ning Feiyan frowned deeply, seeming very puzzled.
Balian explained patiently: "If I come into contact with blood while I am conscious, I can tell who the owner of the blood is."
When Ning Feiyan felt that this statement was ridiculous, she felt a Anger at being teased: “It’s ridiculous, I wasn't injured that night when I sneaked into the palace of Xianling City. How did you know that person was me?"
She felt that he was telling lies and deceiving her. Ning Feiyan even doubted that he was there at all that night. Not drunk, sober from beginning to end.
“Why are you so stupid?”
Bailian painted a little red on his earlobe, moved a little closer to her, and said: “Who said you weren’t injured that night? You have so many plans, why are you so careless in this matter? You didn't even know how to clean up the blood on the bed. I couldn't tell who left it at the time, but it couldn't be Su Jing's."< br>
Ning Feiyan's frosty face also turned red, but she still insisted on speaking out, trying to maintain her dignity as a demon.
She snorted and said with great disdain: "It's ridiculous. I am the most beautiful succubus in the Beiyuan Forest. I have played with eight hundred men, if not a thousand. How can I still have an innocent body?" It’s easy for you, but it was just an injury I got from a fight with Su Jing when I went to look for trouble with her.”
I just said that I was not injured in Xianling City, but at this time, a friend was injured in a fight. ?
The preface and the follow-up are inconsistent. I think the cleverness has been exhausted. This bad cat never gets nervous easily. When he gets nervous, his mind becomes stupid.
Bailian was extremely dissatisfied with her attitude. It was a bad behavior compared to those benefactors in the storybook who had sex for free but then refused to acknowledge their debt.
"Really?" He lowered his eyes and said, "Then it's a coincidence that you were injured. The blood fell on me, and you didn't know it at all?"
Ning Feiyan was cold. A blush quickly spread over her pretty face, burning like the red clouds in the sky. She was angry and annoyed, feeling as if she had been slapped in the face by herself.
A moment ago, he had threatened that he had played with as many as eight hundred men, if not a thousand. Now he had revealed in a disguised form that something he had kept for thousands of years had been handed over to him.
Ning Feiyan kicked Bailian in annoyance: "I should have starved you to death in the first place. I'm so crazy that I even thought about feeding you blood."
Bailian hurriedly grabbed her ankle. Fang Geyu was still very frightened by the harm Fang Geyu had caused him last time.
He looked at her with an extremely serious expression: "If that's not the case, are you really planning to hide it from me for the rest of your life?"
Ning Feiyan sneered and said: "So what if I know, do you really think you have taken possession of my body, girl?" , should I just marry you?”
Bailian looked at her straightly: “You bad cat”
Ning Feiyan's eyes widened for a moment: "Wha...what?"
Bailian snorted: "If you don't plan to marry me, why did you take advantage of me to drink that night?" Sneaking into my dormitory while drunk? You're taking advantage of it. You're taking advantage and still refusing to admit it. How can you live your life?
For three whole days, my waist was weak when I woke up. It would be better for you to put on a skirt and become disobedient.
I didn’t even know who the real owner was. Miss Su Jing looked at me in such a strange way that I didn’t even dare to ask who the person was that night. If you behave like this on a man, But he is a heartless man. "Ning Feiyan froze like a thunderbolt.
What did she do to betray her?
Ning Feiyan's eyes were raked away by this unjust words.
"Why do you mean I took advantage of the situation and wiped it out! You don't remember the stupid things you did when you were drunk, and you still rely on me to take advantage of you!
I made it clear today, that night It was you who recognized the wrong person and pinned me to the wall for three whole days! Do you understand on the third day? Half of my life was on your hands, you bastard, you pressed my aunt and shouted someone else’s name, and now you are calling me a heartless person?”
Ning Feiyan wanted to strangle this bastard to death.
What did she eat just now? !
Bailian felt that the authenticity of these words needed to be tested. He wondered: "But I couldn't beat you at all at that time. If you didn't want to, how could I force you? Besides, the crime happened at that time This is my bed, didn’t you climb up there yourself?”
Ning Feiyan's heart was filled with confusion, and she couldn't speak for a moment.
She really couldn't beat him at that time.
This kid's identity is a mystery, and he doesn't even know that he contains a mysterious immortal power that transcends time and space.
And that power seems to be closely related to the secret of the Demon King.
Ning Feiyan has been thinking deeply about this matter secretly and needs to investigate it slowly.
If what Ning Feiyan had captured now were just some clues, she also knew clearly that these things involved too much.
At first, I didn’t want this kid to know this, lest he use those little traces to find out his life experience bit by bit.
If he really achieved the body of an immortal, That undoubtedly created an extremely difficult enemy for him to contend with.
As for now...
Ning Feiyan has seen Bailian’s lost memories during his lifetime. His death seems simple, but in fact, there is a dense dark network in it.
Invisible silk threads are connected with each other. It seems that the young master of the Sword Sect has a high status, but in fact, he is surrounded by the shadow of killing and calamity, making it difficult to escape.
The more this kid knows now, the more flaws he will reveal.
Aren’t the chess players behind the scenes who once thought he was dead sniffing for blood and biting him like leeches?
More importantly, Ning Feiyan felt that Balian's death two hundred years ago was probably inseparable from the Demon Lord.
Right now, the Demon Lord is only thinking about getting married to him, and seems to have a deep attachment and persistence towards him.
But most of the powerful men in this world who hold royal power like people who are not a threat to her. This kid was reborn as a demon, and his memory is like a blank sheet of paper, and does not contain the love and hate of the past.
The female devil knew this very well, so she dared to keep him by her side unscrupulously.
But if he recalled his past deeds, life and death would be nothing more than a matter of the devil's thoughts.
As for his identity and hidden power, she should not mention it easily. Now that he asked him such a reasonable question, she was really dumb and couldn't tell the pain.
Having lived for half her life, Ning Feiyan has never been as speechless and depressed as she is now.
Seeing her reaction, Balian couldn't help but laugh out loud. He pulled her ankles into his arms and picked her up from the ground.
Ning Feiyan looked panicked, put her hands on his chest, and said angrily: "Even if the child in my belly is yours, it doesn't mean that I am willing to be your woman."
< br>Bailian held her soft waist with one hand, passed her shoulder and back with the other, and sat back lazily on the armchair.
His palms slid down, went under her legs, and lifted up her skirt.
Seeing that he seemed to be turning a deaf ear, Ning Feiyan looked as cold as frost, and was about to scold him harshly, but the hem of her skirt could only be rolled up to her knees and stopped.
"The leg injury hasn't healed yet, and I don't know how to take care of it." Balian lowered his eyes and saw a dazzling bruise between her knees.
He sighed and placed his cold palms over the candlelight to warm them. The clean and pale back of his hands took on a warm color when the candlelight heated them up.
After dispelling some of the deathly cold temperature, he placed his palms on her knees, caressing them with his palms, massaging them lightly and deftly.
Ning Feiyan stared blankly at the young man under the candlelight, and for a moment she felt that the warmth in his hands was extremely warm.
It was as if in this clever moment, a necrotic wound on her body that had been stiff and cold for a long time was easily protected.
She couldn't understand why the pain and itch that had been hidden deep in her body for a long time could always be touched by him so easily.
In a trance, the sharp thorns all over her body softened slightly as if they had been soaked in vinegar under the caress of his palm.
The two hands that were supporting Balian's chest in an absolutely defensive posture also slowly relaxed.
In Ning Feiyan's life, she had never met someone as gentle as jade, caring and considerate.
Just like this, Ning Feiyan believed that he had never felt the least bit strange and interesting.
But now, every move of this guy, every careful care, tenderness and pampering that he naturally showed... actually made her feel as if she was drinking a bowl of warm poison.
Ning Feiyan, who had always prided himself on being wise and self-protective, now actually had the illusion that he was being chewed slowly and was about to be cannibalized.
She felt that she was so confused tonight that her mind was not clear.
She is used to playing with women, but has a cold nature and never really gets close to men.
One day I would be so obedient and quiet in someone's arms, letting go of all my calculations, just like a cat enjoying the pleasure of being stroked.
Ning Feiyan felt that the strength of his palms was extremely comfortable, and the refreshing breath on her body smelled so good that she couldn't help but arch her arms into his arms, an act of instinctive dependence without thinking at all.
Bailian felt it, and the arm holding her shoulders tightened slightly, holding her closer.
After Ning Feiyan realized what she had just done, she couldn't help but feel regretful.
She raised her eyes to look at his expression quietly, but she was caught in the middle of Balian's smiling eyes.
She awkwardly kicked off her show shoes, kicked Balian's calf with her white and bare ankle, and snorted coldly: "Every stinky man in the world has the same virtue, if you take it seriously I feel sorry for my leg injury, why did you let me kneel for so long?”
Balian coughed slightly, seeming to feel a little embarrassed: "I asked you to get up a few times, but you were too attentive to hear me."
Ning Feiyan's pretty face turned red, and she said in embarrassment: "Don't you know how to give me a hand?"
(End of Chapter)