This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

“No.” Night Xuan snorted.

Dropping the bag on the couch, Night Xuan put a pillow over his face, looking somewhat sullen suspicion.

“What's the matter?” Ling Tian is still confused.

Unsurprisingly, this guy gave me... anger...

Ling Tian's intuition is anger relief.

Remove the pillow from Night Xuan's face and lean on the sofa at night, looking at Night Xuan's eyes in confusion.

Night Xuan grabbed his hair with some agitation. He sat on Ling Tian's body and grabbed his shoulder with his hands. His expression changed for a while. Finally, he said with some frustration: “You are stronger than me again. ”

After a lifetime, Night Xuan wants to be better than Ling Tian.

Because that's how he protects Ling Tian, not Ling Tian to protect him.

In the last life, it was because he was too weak that Ling Tian died before him in the last step to save him.

That feeling, he'll always remember, will never be forgotten.

Sometimes he wonders, if he's strong enough, if everything's different again.

He and Ling Tian would not have missed hundreds of years, and could hardly see each other again.

So when he came to this world, he told himself once and for all that he must become strong, at least stronger than Ling Tian, only less to become his burden...

Though Night Xuan only said one word, Ling Tian instantly understood what he was thinking.

“What, regret teaching me to practice?” Ling Tian smiled softly.

Night Xuan shook his head depressedly.

Ling Tian: “Aren't you better than me now? What are you afraid of? ”

Night Xuan: “Temporarily…”

Looking at the appalling situation of Ling Tian, it is estimated that he will be surpassed soon.

Ling Tian continued to smile softly: “That's not right. I became stronger to protect you. I will always be your back and mountain. ”

This was supposed to comfort the night after dark, after all, someone is feeling very depressed right now.

But who knew that he had just finished saying this, and Night Xuan's eyes turned red, and then his emotions pressed his shoulder with some excitement, yelling out loud: “I don't want you to protect me. ”

The sky was slightly dazzling. I didn't expect such a big response in the evening.

Without waiting till dawn to ask, the Night Xuan morning was another shout with a splitting face: “Who let you protect me, who let you save me, let you go Why don't you go, are you stupid? Are you nuts? He knew he was going to die, and he came here! ”

He watched Ling Tian die before him step by step, but he was helpless.

So he hates his stupidity, his weakness, his helplessness.

Perhaps influenced by the mood of the Night Xuan morning, Ling Tian gently pressed him on his shoulder, clapped his back with one hand, touched his head with one hand, soothed: “Not anymore... ”

He won't have much comfort, and doesn't know how to comfort a suddenly emotionally excited evening.

So it's the only way to hold him.

Ling Tian's heart is still very touched. Although the evening Xuan morning usually seems rather heartless, slightly hurt and cried loudly, but it is all pretentious.

This is the first time he's seen one like this.

He used to think that seeing a man cry just made him feel weak and sissy.

But now that Night Xuan just saw the red circle of his eyes, all he had left was a full heart ache.

He must have repressed too much to do this.

Must have carried too much...

He didn't ask.

As Night Xuan said, one day he will find out.