The space is narrow and constantly approaching, swallowing up the only space the two of them have.
The skins were forced to touch each other, and the faces that were getting closer and closer could only pass by each other, but countless crystal clear rivers flowed out of the ice walls in all directions again, gradually filling the small gaps in the space.
Then it solidified into solid ice again.
The two cheeks that were passing each other were tightly pushed up by the spreading thick ice wall, and were forced to squeeze together. Their cheeks were deformed and pressed tightly against each other. There had never been such a distance, and they had never had such breath.
similar.
Cang Nanyi has gained a lot from his nominal apprenticeship over the years.
But most of the time, she sits high in the hall. Under the high altar, there are thousands of believers, who are her own disciples, but they are still looking up into the distance from the clouds.
Although Bailian is different from others, he is the first junior to formally undergo the apprenticeship ceremony. Before he became her disciple, he had special rights that neither Qingshui nor Qingxuan had.
He could stay in her dormitory every night and watch and read Kunlun's secret magic.
She also carried him back to the mountains when he was drunk and acting recklessly.
During the desolate calamity of the golden sea and the abyss, we also had skin-to-skin contact in the ice coffin.
But at that time, she had never had a clear consciousness. Even though they were stacked on each other in the ice coffin, their skin was not so tightly attached to each other as it was now.
Not to mention, at this moment, all the clothes on the two people's bodies were burned to the ground, and not a single strand of clothing was left on them.
Even couples in the human world would not be so intimate.
And just when she was in the water, A Yiwu personally pointed out in her mind who caused the catastrophe in this world.
The narrow and cramped space fell into an eerie silence, except for the dull sound of heavy water flowing through the thick ice wall.
Behind the ear and neck, the woman's gentle and gentle breathing came, and there was no confusion at all.
She raised her hand calmly and indifferently, and scratched the sharp dragon horn on his forehead with her slender and graceful palm. Blood flowed down, and her red-stained snow-white palm touched the thick ice wall behind him.
The slender and slender Hao wrist pushed slightly, and blood flowed vertically and horizontally, spreading on the thick black ice wall like a tributary of a mountain river.
The boundless thick ice wall covering the entire space seemed to be shaken by a huge force and rumbled.
The ice wall that could not be pushed away with pure force was slowly pushed away a little distance with the support of her palms.
The two closely connected bodies separated a little, and the tight, oppressive, inseparable contact was no longer there.
Balian once again marveled and admired his empress' determination and character.
Under such circumstances, he can still face the difficulties without changing his expression.
Skin was touching skin, chest was touching chest, and through the delicate and soft skin, he felt her gentle heartbeat, and there was not even any change due to this intimate contact.
As a result, Bailian couldn't help but doubt the authenticity of what A Yiwu said just now.
Although Cang Nanyi slightly pushed away the two ice walls that were pushing away the pressure, his body, which was already weak and on the verge of death, became increasingly pale after losing blood, and even his body began to experience hypothermia.
Balian frowned and said, "Don't take action again."
In the cold icy light, there was a hint of light in the woman's calm eyes. She did not respond to Balian's words. She was silent for a moment, but she said like this: "It's you."
"What?"
Cang Nanyi's dark eyes looked at Bai Lian calmly and said: "You guessed it right. The thoughts in my heart are due to you."
With such calm eyes and calm eyes, if the words hadn't come from her mouth, Bai Lian would have suspected that Cang Nanyi was joking with him.
The corner of Balian's mouth twitched, feeling that it was too unbelievable that all this happened. He asked in a low voice with a hint of disbelief: "Your Majesty... like me?"
If this is the case, then why bother to take him as your disciple?
Don’t people among the immortals value ethics and status the most?
Although Cang Nanyi may not be restricted by secular etiquette, she is not a deviant.
But the next moment, Cang Nanyi let out a 'puff' and chuckled.
The faint sweet smell of blood from the wound on her palm came from behind. The black mercury-like eyes of the woman in front of her reflected the cold color of ice. Her outline outlined in the dim light was still cold, but at that time, her body was already cold. The natural sense of alienation that usually brings to people is gone.
Her smile was soft and clean, not like a dying god who was riddled with karma.
"You don't have to be so tactful. You can ask me more directly if I have developed feelings for you."
Her direct confession only made Balian feel more hesitant and embarrassed.
His eyes wandered away with an inexplicable guilt, and for a moment, he found it difficult to continue looking directly into her eyes.
Cang Nanyi did not have any guilty conscience, and her psychological quality was consistent with her status. Even when facing a young man who was millions of years younger than herself, she was able to continue calmly and calmly:
"If you really need an answer, I can tell you seriously that this is indeed the case."
These sudden direct words caught Bailian off guard, and he felt a little at a loss for no reason.
The body that was still trying its best to resist the contact with the woman of the opposite sex just now became more and more tense, and the back was pressed back with all its strength, trying its best to put as much distance between the two as possible.
He grimaced and said seriously: "Mother...Mother, although you always joke with me on weekdays, and Master Qingxuan and the others always have such thoughts, I have always regarded you as an elder, and I... I don’t think it’s suitable for us to think about these issues.”
Cang Nanyi felt more and more interesting when she saw that he was dodging away like a frightened rabbit. Even in the desperate situation of death and terror, he could not make him show such an appearance of facing a formidable enemy.
She smiled and said: "This little young man is so narcissistic. I have been growing up for more than a million years, and I have never seen such a romantic young husband. Since I have feelings for you, he must be that rotten man."
The love between man and woman in words?"
Balian was speechless.
Cang Nanyi raised his eyes sideways and said calmly: "The love between men and women is friendship, but in this world, the love of licking calves, the love of close friends, the love of brothers, the love of old swords, the love of nostalgia, all kinds of things are all friendship.
, I do have feelings for you that humans should have, but this feeling is not because I have any covetous thoughts towards you, a young kid."
The seven emotions and six desires, the eight sufferings and nine difficulties are the paths that every immortal god must pass through.
But, she is an exception.
As a mirror that is clean enough to hold all kinds of desires, obsessions, karma, and calamities in this world, and to guide people to the other side, she needs to be calm in everything and realize all the sufferings of all living beings, living in the mud.
It’s so vast but don’t get drowned in it.
Therefore, she should not have any emotions or desires, which are ordinary human emotions. She can understand them and even possess them, but she can never go beyond that line.
Therefore, she sympathized with the little tiger's miserable background and was willing to sacrifice half of her life to carry her into the mountains, breaking through the darkness to find a bright future and rewrite this doomed fate.
Even though she paid a huge price, she was always able to hold on and afford it.
It's just because although the tiger calls her mother one after another, she always sees all things as passers-by and places herself outside the world of all things. She has never stopped investing too much emotion in anyone.
But I don't know when, but I had a different thought towards this young man.
At the beginning, when they first met him in the mortal tavern in Xianling City, she discovered his true identity at a glance. It was normal for cold-blooded creatures to come and go at night.
If it were a normal time, she would have seen this corpse demon dark-blooded creature in the mountains and fields, and would have picked it up without thinking too hard about it.
But it happened that it was in the bustling light tavern that I met such a corpse demon boy who hid a sinister white tiger in his arms and only wanted to secretly feed meat to the tiger.
At that time, he was not very powerful. He was originally afraid of the age when the world's yang energy gathered. He did not eat mixed grains, but he was good at roasting meat. He hid the tiger cubs in his arms, secretly fed them, and dined with the countryside guests.
A child is innocent and simple-minded. What difference does it make if he secretly takes his own country dog to eat meat?
It was boring to get rid of the little corpse demon who could raise tigers, but it actually gave her the idea of adoption.
But this little thought that came up on the spur of the moment was nothing more than nothing.
Later, by chance, she somehow developed the desire to accept him as her disciple.
I often had this thought in previous years, but it was different from wanting to take him in this time.
Perhaps to this young disciple, to this day, she still feels that she wants to accept him as her disciple just because of the water god's source.
But he didn't know that this was what she thought it was, so it wouldn't be difficult to collect the beads from his body and forcibly refine them with divine power to solve the urgent need.
Take him into the mountain and imprison him here.
I'm afraid it made him feel a little resentful at that time.
Later, when he taught me the magical arts and invited him every night, he really had the idea of entrusting me to the orphans.
For her, Kunlun Pure Ruins is not an existence that she cannot let go of and deserves to be cherished.
It’s just that she feels that if she is born as a god and lives this life, she doesn’t ask for much and has a beginning and an end, so that she can be worthy of this vast divine power, a gift from heaven and earth.
She has worked hard, reversed her fate, sought benevolence and gained benevolence. She has gained everything she expected, and lost nothing. She should regard her fate as a swallow under the eaves, keep warm and go south, and return it as soon as she leaves.
Even if you can't return, you'll be fine.
Cangnan Yi sees the world of mortals, and all of them are suffering from the sufferings of thousands of lives.
Read people's hearts and resolve misfortune.
But only when it comes to myself, even now, I don't know why I started to care about this young man.
care……
It can be said that the most common emotions appeared in her body, just like wood and stone giving birth to flesh and blood.
Existing like her, with worries and karmic calamities, she will sooner or later become an ordinary woman, with flesh and blood growing lushly, reflecting the seven emotions and six desires, the seven emotions, the seven pains, love, hate and separation.
It grew on every inch of her bones and blood, and finally grew into a complete human being, becoming a part of all living beings.
Cang Nanyi doesn't mind changing her lifestyle.
It's just that the transformation of a mortal into a saint has never happened since ancient times. It can be seen that this process is full of difficulties and hardships, just like crossing thousands of mountains and rivers.
Similarly, if you give up the status of a saint given by heaven and earth, become a mortal, and try to be an ordinary woman, the cost is immeasurable, and it should be exchanged for the suffering of ordinary people.
Now, for her, the word "care" was different from her usual. Fortunately, the care she gave birth to was no more than a centimeter of flesh and blood, and it had a dispensable weight. When it was time to stop, it was stopped. When it was time to give up... there was no need to give up.
I'm too lazy to delve deeper into which category this emotion belongs to.
Balian returned his gaze again and stared deeply into her eyes. After reading her true thoughts from her eyes, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled lightly, saying: "That's it.
If this is the case, I think I will treat you the same way, too."
For him, Kunlun Mountain is not a destination and he has no nostalgia.
There are thousands of races in the world, living and dying, rising and falling.
If he sees that a race is about to be destroyed, and takes the lead wherever he goes, to resist disasters with his own body, it will be too much of a waste of this hard-won second life.
There are thousands of venerable immortals, but since he is no longer an immortal in this life, and Emperor Zhu Zhan is still here, there are some things that he does not have to do.
Not to mention, Bailian didn't have much friendship with the many demons and immortals in Kunlun Mountain.
But he still chose to stay here, walking with her without retreating even half a step. I think it was unknowingly reflecting the sentiment towards him.
It's just that neither of the two parties noticed it.
Emotions that cannot be explained clearly are too vague, complex and elusive.
If I hadn't come to this realm and been washed away by the tribulations of dust, I think it would have been another hundred or thousand years before the empress would have noticed this change in her emotions.
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 cannot bear this fate.
Balian pursed his lips, his mood gradually becoming complicated.
He wanted to rescue her wholeheartedly, and even went as far as to accompany her into a trap. But now it seems that he has wandered into her world of eternal snow without any clue, leaving behind a few things that are not obvious.
But the footprints do exist.
The footprints are not deep, but they are difficult to erase and are enough to cause fatal injuries.
The word cause and effect hurts people so deeply that not even saints can escape it?
Seeing Balian's dazed and confused expression, Cangnan Yi reached out and touched his head, with gentle and compassionate eyes: "Why bother yourself."
Balian's eyes were watery and his eyes were 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 have never considered death to be a misfortune, but the complete end of a life journey."
Balian's expression became more and more confused, and the arms that were supporting the ice wall gradually relaxed.
A Yiwu, who was wandering under the ice wall, saw that the situation was not good, and felt that the woman was so lucky that she could even convince this boy.
Although the two of them are now trapped in an ice wall, the boy may not have any other means of leaving alone.
Now that the origin bead is no longer with the woman, the food is precious, but it is probably far less valuable than it was at the beginning.
How could she be willing to let him be persuaded to leave?