My Arch-Nemesis Cried and Begged Me Not to Die 69p2

Chapter 69 Part 2: Does your demonic nature want to build a nest with me again?

He raised his hand, and a razor-like wind blew through Hutian City. Behind him, the space was forcefully torn open. The thunder of the Demonic Domain rumbled, and tens of thousands of demonic energy poured into Hutian City. The tribes in the Demonic Domain, who had been fighting fiercely because they had lost their Demon Lord, all looked up and heard him sneer, “No matter. This Lord has plenty of ways to make you remember me.”

On the other side, Yan Jingyu had indeed chosen the largest Qiankun Pouch and personally put it on little Liao Chen.

The little fellow’s smelly face finally looked a little better. Yan Jingyu took out all the pills from his own spiritual abode and stuffed them in for him. “I came out in a hurry this time and don’t have much on hand. I’ll make you some more when I have time.”

He suddenly paused slightly and looked up at the little Liao Chen in front of him.

Through his gentle and well-behaved face, he saw the Liao Chen of many years later, who had just come out of the hidden space and was causing a scene in Hutian.

Little Liao Chen was playing with the Qiankun Pouch at his waist with great fondness, a hint of trust and dependence in his eyes as he looked at him.

The big Liao Chen directly turned his head and said coldly, “What are you standing there for? Come out and kill them, why don’t you?!”

Yan Jingyu slapped little Liao Chen on the head.

He directly hit him so hard that he stumbled two steps, and the trust and dependence in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

It was full of bewilderment and anger.

Yan Jingyu reacted for a moment, smiled slightly, and said, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I might have drunk too much just now. Are you okay?”

He pulled little Liao Chen over. Little Liao Chen saw him smile, then glared at him fiercely again. Although he was angry, he still let him rub his head, and frowned. “What do you mean, you drank too much?”

“Aiya, I drank too much.” Yan Jingyu picked him up again. “It’s fine now. Let’s go. I’ll take you to find a place to live. Let’s settle down first.”

Calm down, Yan Jingyu. The one who’s sick is the big Liao Chen, not the little Liao Chen. Little Liao Chen is super innocent. We have to settle him down first.

In this dead of winter, I can’t let him continue to live in the mountains.

“…Do people who drink all become like you?”

“…Not really.” Yan Jingyu said, “Some people will, hmm, will be a little moody.”

“Like a mad dog?”

“…” I’ll just pretend you’re not targeting me. Yan Jingyu rubbed his head again, looking at his annoyed eyes, and then kissed him again. “Alright, alright, don’t be angry. It won’t happen again in the future… come, let me rub it again.”

Behind him, another Yan Jingyu stopped, turned his head to look at the divinity on the side, and flicked his sleeve to activate it. The Li Fire melted through space. He then glanced at his own self, who was holding little Liao Chen and leaving.

After losing his original body, the remaining primordial spirit should only be able to support him until he had spent the new year with him.

Little Liao Chen… if you have to blame someone, blame that bastard in the future!!

“What are you all standing there for?” Liao Chen turned his head, looked at the dazed demonic race in the crack, and narrowed his eyes. “Do you also want to die?!”

“The one who wants to die is you—!”

A familiar voice came. Amidst the dark and gloomy demonic energy, a firelight suddenly broke through. A fire blade spun, shredding time and space.

That bright fire seed, the moment Liao Chen cast his gaze over, lit up his dark eyes.

The corners of his lips lifted. The Du Fang Sword had already flown out first, directly rolling towards his head. Liao Chen flew back, his gaze still on the time-space molten cave. The next instant, a chill suddenly came from his back. Yan Jingyu’s breath brushed past his ear, and he said sinisterly, “What are you looking for?!”

Liao Chen twisted his waist and flicked his sleeve. ‘Lian Feng’ slashed horizontally behind him. Yan Jingyu had already leaped up and flipped over, stepping on his shoulder, and directly came to the side of the divinity again. He rolled it up with his sleeve, threw it, and said, “If you want the Vermilion Bird’s divinity, then come with me!”

The Li Fire melted through space, and he dived in first.

Liao Chen raised an eyebrow, then listened with his ear.

The moment Yan Jingyu appeared with his memories, the world remembered him again.

The power of hiding completely disappeared. Everyone was suddenly enlightened. “Liao Chen, that’s Liao Chen!! The one who imprisoned us was Liao Chen! The great demon lord Liao Chen! He has broken through to the demonic stage again. It’s him!! It was him who ruined my Dao heart!!”

“Immortal Lord Dufang!!! Kill him!!!!”

“Great! With Immortal Lord Dufang here, we can definitely subdue this demon lord!!”

“Didn’t he break through to the demonic stage long ago?!!!”

“Immortal Lord Dufang… wait, I, I remember what he wanted to tell the Immortal Lord at that time!!!! A great shame, a great shame!!!!”

“Immortal Lord, you must kill him!!!!”

The moment Yan Jingyu disappeared in the spatial molten cave, he turned his head to look at the tributaries of fate of the million people and saw the true information from within.

He suddenly paused…

His footsteps had just landed under the Qiwu flowers of Jiuyi Mountain when he turned his hand and slapped Liao Chen’s face. Liao Chen took the opportunity to hold his wrist and raised an eyebrow. “You finally know to come back.”

Yan Jingyu narrowed his eyes. “You lied to me…”

“Lied to you about what?”

“You said if someone said they wanted to tell me something…” He was at a loss for words for a moment. Liao Chen smiled again. He held Yan Jingyu’s hand, but was slowly sliding along his forearm, to his wrist, and then to his palm, holding it steadily, and said deliberately, “What?”

“…” Yan Jingyu pulled his hand back, took two steps back, and frowned. “What are you doing now?!”

Liao Chen took a step forward, his two eyes staring at his face without blinking. “What am I doing?”

“…Alright, alright, why are you causing trouble again?” To continue to retreat would be a little embarrassing. Yan Jingyu pushed his chest hard. Liao Chen did not retreat, but only briefly paused his approaching steps, his gaze still on his face, and said casually, “They remember you, but they forgot me. Of course I’m not convinced.”

“You clearly know that as long as I come back with my memories, they will remember you!”

“Who told you to stay there all the time?” Liao Chen was noncommittal, his tone teasing. “Do you like the me of my childhood so much?”

“Anyway, he’s much cuter than the current you.” Yan Jingyu felt that his gaze was strange. He turned to avoid the other, took a step over a rock, and sat down on a floating bridge over the water leading to the Primeval Spring. Liao Chen looked down at him for a while. His gaze went from his white ears to the graceful curve of his back. He slowly also sat down beside him, still turning his head to look at him.

Yan Jingyu almost didn’t dare to use his divine sense to spy on his gaze, and only said in an annoyed tone, “What are you looking at? Haven’t you seen it before?”

“It has been a long time.”

Liao Chen reached out and wrapped his arms around his waist. Yan Jingyu frowned slightly, then shot him a sideways glance. “What, have you fallen for me?”

“Didn’t you know long ago?”

“…Who knew? Hey, you.”

He was caught off guard and was directly picked up and sat on the other’s lap. This posture made him a little taller than Liao Chen. Yan Jingyu dodged his gaze, his lips moving. “…Don’t tell me, your demonic nature wants to build a nest again.”

“My humanity and divinity have all been given to you.” Liao Chen’s hand slid down his thigh. “Now, all that’s left is my demonic nature and my demonic nature. How are you going to compensate me?”

“I’ll give you back your divinity.” Yan Jingyu beckoned. Liao Chen unceremoniously took the Vermilion Bird’s divinity into his spiritual abode, but his palm did not leave his body and continued, “And your humanity? What are you going to use to repay me?”

“…” The other’s palm was warm, and the speed of its movement was very slow, unhurried, a little like flirting. Yan Jingyu slightly curled his fingers, his mind blank for a while. He finally found a topic and forcefully patted the restless hand on his body. “Why did you send me ‘parting’ that day?”

“Parting?”

“A peony.” Yan Jingyu remembered and was still a little afraid. “You scared me to death, you know? I thought something had happened to you…”

Liao Chen’s expression showed confusion. He placed his hand on his leg again, the clothes under his palm being smoothed and then wrinkled, back and forth. “A peony is just a peony. What parting?”

“…” Yan Jingyu suddenly realized something. “You don’t know that the other name for a peony is the parting grass?”

Liao Chen directly flipped over. Yan Jingyu’s vision spun, and he was already pressed onto the floating bridge over the water. This floating bridge was very narrow, and the water on both sides was surrounded. Lying down suddenly, he could almost hear the sound of the water below being blown by the wind. His shoulders shrank, and he held his breath slightly. He heard Liao Chen say, “This Lord has only heard of a general, never of parting.”

“…” Yan Jingyu directly covered his approaching mouth. “Then why did you send me a peony?”

“I have a peony seed in my Qiankun Pouch.” Liao Chen took the opportunity to kiss his palm, his eyes already a little hazy, and said in a low voice, “I saw that you were very sad that night, so I picked a branch, wanting to make you happy.”

“…” Yan Jingyu was speechless for a moment.

At that time, he had thought that Liao Chen had a premonition that something was going to happen to him and suspected that the rules had done something to him without authorization. Thinking about it now, if Liao Chen were really trapped by the rules, they would definitely have tried to seal his sight and hearing in every way possible, and he would probably not have had the chance to see the other.

A warm breath moved from his palm to his wrist. Yan Jingyu glanced at the still bright sky, then pushed him again, trying to make small talk. “The peony… did the peony in the Qiankun Pouch bloom?”

“The hidden space is boring. The lotus spirit was planting it for fun.” Liao Chen’s lips moved from his wrist to his arm. Yan Jingyu’s whole body was covered in goosebumps. He said subconsciously, “You, you get up first…”

Liao Chen was faintly impatient. He grabbed his pushing hand and pressed it on both sides of his head. His handsome face came straight at him, his voice slightly hoarse. “Why did you suddenly ascend to immortality? Didn’t I tell you to be wary and take it slow?”

As he spoke, he couldn’t help but rub against him with his body.

“…” So after all that, you didn’t hear a single word. Yan Jingyu’s cheeks were slightly red. “You let go first. I’ll tell you slowly.”

“It doesn’t matter if you say it or not.” Liao Chen gently pecked his lips and murmured, “It’s all your fault. You’ve made me have only demonic nature left…”

“You have to be responsible.”