Infinity: Others play games with krypton gold, I play games with krypton life

Chapter 367 Get Off Me

"Don't push me away, okay?"

Xiao Qianchuan's tone was pitiful, with a hint of grievance and coquettishness.

Ling Rizhao's movement of raising his hand to push away froze, and he let his hand hang helplessly at his side. His body was as stiff as a wooden man, but his heart was beating wildly uncontrollably.

"Get off me."

This commanding tone made Xiao Qianchuan feel extremely uncomfortable.

Xiao Qianchuan couldn't stand Ling Rizhao like this, who was so high up and looked down on him like an ant.

"Don't do this to me. You're so mean..."

He raised his head and stepped back a little, then pointed to his heart and said in a choked voice, "It hurts so much here. Hug me."

The azure eyes were instantly filled with tears. Ling Rizhao's heart trembled, and he immediately had the urge to hug the person tightly in his arms, and comfort the other person with one hot kiss after another to prevent the tears from falling.

The remaining rationality pulled at Ling Rizhao's impulsive nerves, keeping him standing still.

There was fire burning in his heart, his throat was dry and his voice was hoarse.

"What on earth do you want to do by coming to see me?"

The overly cold tone and the other party's refusal to respond made Xiao Qianchuan give up this trick.

His eyes rolled and the tears that were about to burst out were quickly withdrawn. Xiao Qianchuan gritted his teeth.

If the soft one doesn't work, then use the hard one.

He pressed against Ling Rizhao's chest and pushed him back, then walked in with a swagger. As if he was returning home, he turned around and sat on the other person's bed.

"I came to see you for something."

Xiao Qianchuan was angry, so his tone was naturally not much better. He looked at the man who was still standing by the door and asked coldly.

"do you remember me?"

As if he had just come to his senses, Ling Rizhao glanced at the person leaning on his bed, frowned, waved his sleeves to close the half-open door, and then walked back.

"remember."

Xiao Qianchuan's face darkened.

Very good! No amnesia.

So something else went wrong?

Xiao Qianchuan nodded, "Then how do you feel when you see me again?"

"no feeling."

Ling Rizhao spoke faster than his brain and answered straightforwardly, as if it was a set program, without any struggle or hesitation. But after he finished speaking, he inexplicably felt a little palpitation.

Ling Rizhao didn't pay attention to his unusual reaction. He just felt that there was nothing wrong with his answer.

But when Xiao Qianchuan heard this, he felt not only angry but also a stabbing pain as if he were being pricked by a needle.

Not in love anymore?

impossible.

No one understands this weird guy in front of him better than him. He is stubborn and insists on his own opinions.

In this matter, Xiao Qianchuan could say with confidence that he knew Ling Rizhao better than Ling Rizhao did.

Xiao Qianchuan had a terrible guess, but he didn't dare to ask it out loud, so he asked something else first.

"Where's Yunxian? And Fengshen, why don't I see them?"

Ling Rizhao had guessed early on that Xiao Qianchuan would definitely not let go of his old friend, so he answered carefully.

"After the heavenly punishment, you used your divine power to save the souls of the people who died in the Nine Abysses, and used the Mirror Fairy to open a passage to another world. It was a good thing to send them out."

Ling Rizhao walked to the bed, hesitated for a moment, and then turned around and sat at the small table opposite the bed.

"But along with you left the divine realm, all of your power and most of your soul also left. At that time, the gods, including the Heavenly Dao, did not know what they had lost."

"Until the abyss was frozen, the Xiao River dried up, and the spiritual energy dried up. No new creatures were born in the divine realm. The immortal faces of the gods showed signs of decline, and their long lifespans came to an end. Who would have thought that survival would become the biggest problem for the gods?"

If it were in the previous life, Xiao Qianchuan would definitely think that all this was his fault.

But now Xiao Qianchuan just felt that all this was his own fault and he couldn't be blamed.

Instead of wasting time on yourself, it is better to consume others.

What about gods?

There had never been any gods in the world where he had lived for more than twenty years.

Mortals suffer much more than those guys in the Ninth Heaven. Doesn't the sun still rise as usual, and doesn't life still go on as usual?

What do these gods have to worry about?

Their faces will age and their lifespans will be shortened, but their lives will always be much better than those of office workers.

Xiao Qianchuan didn't think he should be held responsible for this matter. It was the Divine Realm that needed him now, but he didn't need it.

Trying to morally blackmail him is impossible.

Ling Rizhao was always observing the expression of the person on the bed. He did not see any guilt or uneasiness on his face, and he felt inexplicably relieved.

Although he didn't know why he cared so much about Xiao Qianchuan's emotions, he just instinctively wanted to consider the other person.

"I don't mean any of this by any means. I'm just stating the facts."

Xiao Qianchuan shrugged indifferently, leaned back, and lay on the folded bedding with his legs crossed.

"It's okay, just keep talking."

Seeing his neatly arranged bedding being rubbed into a mess, Ling Rizhao's brows never relaxed. Forcing himself not to look at the shoes still on the other person's feet, he continued.

"So Tiandao came up with a way to borrow spiritual energy and destiny from other worlds to maintain the existence of the Divine Realm. Of course, in order to guide you back to the Ninth Heaven, this is how the game was created."

"Of course, not all righteous gods agree to do this. Yunxian and Yaoji voluntarily removed their immortal bones, left the list of gods, and went to another world to live the lives of ordinary people. They never came back, so you naturally can't see them."

After saying that, Ling Rizhao fell silent, and Xiao Qianchuan looked up at the ceiling of the tent without saying anything.

He could understand Yunxian and Yaoji's choices, and even knew what happened later better than Ling Rizhao.

Because Yao Ji is his sister Yaoyao!

For so many years, I have been by his side, protecting him even though he knew nothing.

Xiao Qianchuan's eyes reddened, and he turned around and buried his head in the quilt.

Ling Rizhao didn't understand what was wrong with the other party. He wanted to go forward to check, but he felt that it seemed inappropriate for a man and a woman to be alone in bed in the dead of night.

But he didn't know exactly why it was inappropriate.

So I had to find something to say to the other party, "Just now, I didn't refuse to open the door for you."

"Oh!"

Xiao Qianchuan didn't look up and spoke in a muffled voice.

The air was quiet again.

Ling Rizhao thought of the moment when the other person crashed into his arms, and his heart began to beat uncontrollably. It was beating so loudly that Ling Rizhao was afraid that the person on the bed would hear it, so he quickly covered his heart with his hands.

But when he looked up, he met a pair of red eyes, and Ling Rizhao's heart skipped a beat. He somehow managed to explain something unnecessary.

"I'm not interested."

As soon as he said this, he regretted it deeply and just hoped that the person on the other side didn't hear what nonsense he had just said.

But Xiao Qianchuan smiled as if he knew everything in his heart, "Oh! What kind of heart disease do you have? Your heart is beating so fast that it's disturbing my ears."

In an instant, Ling Rizhao's heart beat faster and louder.

He turned his back to the bed awkwardly, but his ears turned red.

Xiao Qianchuan took in the other party's reaction and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately! Judging from the situation, Ling Rizhao's seven emotions and six desires should only be temporarily sealed, not completely cut off.

It can be restored, but it requires a little stimulation.

Xiao Qianchuan does what he thinks.

He rolled over to the inside of the bed, suddenly curled up and covered his abdomen.

"Well...it hurts!"

Ling Rizhao teleported to the bedside in an instant, and subconsciously reached out to touch the other person's tightly covered abdomen, and said with concern.

"What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable? Is it your stomach..."

Before he could finish his words, Xiao Qianchuan suddenly turned over and pressed Ling Rizhao onto the bed, then straddled him.

"Get down! You... um..."