Has the heartthrob Aquaman overturned?

Chapter 40 Dream Chapter

As time passed, there were more and more people in the imperial palace.

Yu Yanbai leaned against Qi Jia's arms with his eyelids propped up, his consciousness had already begun to blur.

Qi Jia stood aside with his eyes on the young man, and he kept searching the crowd. When he saw the black-haired young man rushing in, a spiritual message passed.

Zhen Ye received the spiritual news and just wanted to return, but with a glance, he saw the stunning young man in the crowd.

He walked up to the young man in a few steps, even Qi Jia, who was leaning on the young man, was ignored by him.

Zhen Ye looked at the young man's pitiful and weak state, and his eyes fell on his long eyelashes. The words that the suzerain said to him came to mind again. Although the suzerain did not say it clearly, he had already conveyed the meaning in private His parents deliberately matched him with the boy.

Thinking of having such a person to accompany him on this long road of seeking immortality, Zhen Ye's heart beat so fast that it almost jumped out of his heart.

His eyes were full of admiration, and he looked at the young man and asked in a low voice: "Yanbai, what's wrong with you? Let me take a look for you."

As he said that, Zhen Ye was about to reach out his hand, wanting to touch the boy.

But his hand didn't even touch the corner of the boy's clothes, and was firmly pinched by a wide palm.

Zhen Ye frowned, and looked up along the palm of his hand. When he met those long and narrow ice blue eyes, he froze for a moment, and the coldness in those eyes made his heart tremble even more.

"Immortal Wuwang." Zhen Ye opened his mouth, and only then did he notice that the boy he had been thinking about was leaning against Qi Jia's arms.

"What's wrong with Junior Brother Yanbai?" He put away the expression on his face and took two steps back, but his eyes still fell on the boy and did not move away.

"Why don't I give Yanbai..."

"No problem." Qi Jia interrupted him, and said calmly, "Yan Bai can just take a rest."

"Senior Zhen, are you willing to see me?" Qi Jia looked at Zhen Ye, a hint of anxiety appeared in his eyes, but it returned to normal after a while, as if it had never appeared before.

Zhen Ye wanted to talk to the boy, but the boy leaned against the man's arms without saying a word, didn't even look at him, so he could only withdraw his attention.

He took out a jade slip from the storage ring and handed it to Qi Jia, "Grandfather said that you can't win trust with just a few words, if what the fairy says is true, the Zhen family will be very grateful."

"Thank you." Qi Jia nodded, and put the jade slip into the storage ring.

The movement on their side has already attracted the attention of many people, not to mention that one of them is the top of the beauty list and the other is the top of the rookie list, so the eyes of the gathering have never been broken.

The crisp bell of "ding ding ding" suddenly rang, and the young emperor Huang Ji appeared in front of the hall.

He was dressed in a complex palace robe embroidered with gold silk dragons. Although he had a handsome face, he exuded a fierce aura of superiority all over his body, which made everyone have to bow down and salute to avoid his sharpness.

"Greetings to the young emperor." The loud voice rang out in front of the hall.

Huang Ji raised his hand, his eyes were pitch black, no emotion could be seen.

His eyes swept across the crowd, and when he saw the frail young man leaning against Qi Jia's arms, he paused, moved away, and said slowly: "Seniors, you don't need to be so polite."

"Presumably the seniors all know that the father is in danger, and his life and death are unknown at the moment. This time the emperor issued the order, and I hope the seniors can save the emperor's palace."

"Where?"

"The safety of the imperial palace is the safety of the world, and we should do our part."

The monks in front of the hall scrambled to speak, but many of them looked careless and indifferent.

"At the place where the father disappeared, a huge bell appeared, everyone must have known about it." Huang Ji turned around and ordered the servants to open the door of the palace and lead everyone into the palace.

Qi Jiayin held the boy in his arms, and waited for everyone to enter the hall before slowly walking in.

Zhen Ye followed beside Qi Jia unwillingly, and never took his eyes off the young man. Seeing the uncomfortable expression on the young man's brows, he couldn't help but say, "Immortal Wuwang, although I, Zhen Ye, am not old, , but also grew up in Zhen's Medicine Valley, Yan Bai is already so uncomfortable, why don't you let me take a look for him."

His tone was a bit bad, if not for Qi Jia's cultivation here, he would have taken the boy away long ago.

Could it be that he didn't see the uncomfortable look of the young man, and he had the heart to let the young man suffer like this. Yan Bai met him, it was really bad luck for eight lifetimes.

"Even if there is no serious problem, you should let him rest, instead of taking him into the palace, it will only make him more uncomfortable." He followed Qi Jia, frowning and kept saying.

Hearing the noise in a daze, Yu Yanbai raised his eyelids, but before he could see the person in front of him, he closed them again feebly. He closed his eyes and whispered, "I'm fine."

When Qi Jia heard Zhen Ye's words, instead of being annoyed, he thought for a while, raised his eyes to look at Zhen Ye, and said, "I'll take Yan Bai to rest for a while, and I'll be right back. If someone is looking for me, please help me." .”

After speaking, he disappeared in place without waiting for Zhen Ye's answer.

Qi Jia took the boy into an empty room around the corner, and then both of them disappeared.

On the third floor of the mustard space, Qi Jia put his arm through the boy's wrist, and with a little force, he picked up the boy by the waist and put him on the big red bed. The robe was spread on the bed, and the soft bedding held the boy together. Buried in, only a pale and weak face was exposed.

Yu Yanbai felt that the arms holding him were loosened, his whole body was sinking, his brain became dizzy and he panicked, he tightly grasped the sleeves under his palm with his ten fingers, closed his eyes and muttered to himself, "Don't go. "

The fair fingers were stained peach-colored due to the force, and dark blood vessels were faintly visible under the skin.

Qi Jia held the young man's hand, sat on the edge of the bed and whispered in the young man's ear, "Don't go, this is our mustard space, and I won't go anywhere."

With the smell of snow on the tip of his nose, Yu Yanbai's tense nerves relaxed a bit, "The mustard space..."

It's a safe place.

Slowly loosening his fingers, he couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep.

Qi Jia straightened the boy's slightly messy sideburns, then put his fingertips behind the boy's ears, and slowly slid down, the skin under his fingers was so delicate that he couldn't help rubbing it lightly.

The blue light flickered behind the young man's neck, the paleness on the young man's face faded a little, and the frowning brows slowly relaxed.

"It'll be fine, Yanbai." Qi Jia looked at the peaceful sleeping face of the young man, his long deep eyes were gradually stained with tenderness.

The jade slip emerged from the storage ring, Qi Jia stretched out his hand to hold it, and closed his long eyes.

When the long eyes opened again, there was joy in them. He turned his head to look at the sleeping boy on the bed, and said in a gentle tone, "Yan Bai is not afraid, he will feel better soon."

As if afraid that the young man might not hear, he bowed, put his arms beside the young man's ear, and said again, "Yan Bai is not afraid, it won't hurt soon."

……

"Yanbai is not afraid, it won't hurt soon." A familiar voice rang in his ear.

Yu Yanbai followed the voice, it was the elder brother.

It won't hurt right away?

Yu Yanbai thought in bewilderment, he feels good now, thinking of this, he opened his mouth like this, but the man in front of him seemed to have never heard his voice, the man's eyes were full of pain, self-blame and a faint look of madness , the thin lip was bitten, and bright red blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

"Eldest brother?" Yu Yanbai raised his hand, trying to wipe away the blood from the corner of Qi Jia's mouth, but found that his hand had passed through Qi Jia and slid across the air.

He sat up suspiciously, looked at the sad looking man in front of him, and said again: "Brother?"

Qi Jia still didn't respond to him.

And Yu Yan was also stunned when he caught a glimpse of the person lying on the bed from the corner of his eye.

The person lying on the bed was pale, with gray hair all over his head, fox ears pulled between his hair, showing the same mottled gray color as his hair, his lips were so white that they were split, his whole body was lifeless, without a trace of life, just like a a dead man.

Yu Yanbai looked at the person on the bed and frowned.

Is this him?

How did he look like this?

The person on the bed is him, and who is he?

There was a knock on the door suddenly, and a strange voice came from outside, "Xianjun, the elder asked you to go to the alchemy room."

Yu Yanbai saw Qi Jia who was sitting by the bed paused, his eyes gradually stained with hope, he bent down, and smiled softly in 'his own' ear: "Yanbai is not afraid, it won't be uncomfortable soon."

There was madness in the smile, but the strangeness made Yu Yanbai feel uncomfortable in his heart.

He wanted to say something, but found that a salty liquid flowed into his mouth, with a hint of bitterness in the saltiness.

Lifting his finger, as soon as he touched his cheek, Yu Yanbai found that his face was full of tears, and his heart was filled with sadness, which made him unable to breathe.

What is he sad about.

Looking at Qi Jia, Yu Yanbai found that he had stood up, and his "corpse" on the bed had disappeared.

Yu Yanbai walked out following Qi Jia in confusion, the places he passed along the way were extremely unfamiliar, Qi Jia in front of him walked extremely fast, and Yu Yanbai had to trot all the way to keep up.

Passing through the long veranda, an ordinary thatched cottage stood in front of him. Without any hesitation, Qi Jia raised his foot and stepped in. Yu Yanbai wanted to follow in, but found a resistance blocking the door. No matter how hard you try, you can't get in.

He waited impatiently outside the door, his ears covered the door, but no sound came out.

His heart was beating loudly, Yu Yanbai only felt that something bad was happening, but he could only stand outside helplessly.

I don't know how long it has passed, but it seems as long as hundreds of years.

A strange old man's voice suddenly sounded next to his ear, "No regrets?"

Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice sounded, and the warm breath seemed to be spit in the ear, "I don't regret it."

No regrets, no regrets about anything.

Yu Yanbai was so panicked that he lost his mind.

"Young people these days really don't have the slightest bit of defense." The old man's voice sounded again.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Yanbai only felt his eyes flicker, and a pulling force came from behind the door, and he was pulled in at once.

When he regained his sight again, he could only glance at it briefly, and then he slammed into the icy liquid.

"Senior Brother!" Yu Yanbai opened his eyes suddenly.

The icy liquid seemed to still wrap him, his skin was icy cold, and cold sweat protruded from his forehead, making his whole body covered.

Lying on the bed, Yu Yanbai looked at the unfamiliar red bed vines, his eyes were blank.

He was dreaming again.

He still remembered the scene he saw at the last moment when he woke up from the dream.

It was a huge pool, the liquid in the pool was yin and yang, one black and the other white, his 'corpse' was floating in the black pool water, while Qi Jia... was lying in the white pool water with a pale face and closed eyes.

There is a gray line connecting their eyebrows, and a steady stream of gray light rushes from his 'corpse' to Qi Jia's eyebrows, and... Qi Jia's black hair, starting from the root of the hair, turns gray and white at a speed visible to the naked eye .

Yu Yanbai was lying on the bed, the picture in his dream kept reappearing in his mind.

Not for anything else, just because... In the last scene, Qi Jia's hair color reminded him of his previous life.

In his previous life, Qi Jia's black hair turned silver-gray, and he never thought about why.

What is the reason that caused Qi Jia's hair color to change.

What is the reason?

Yu Yanbai buried his head in the quilt irritably, how could he not know, how could he not know.

He has been living in Fan Yunzong, so how could he not know when and why the eldest brother's hair changed.

Reminiscent of the inexplicable discomfort in his body recently, a terrible guess gradually sprouted in Yu Yanbai's heart.

He squeezed the quilt tightly with his fingers, pursed his lips and buried himself in the quilt hard, as if he could bury the things that kept popping up in his mind deep.

"Yanbai." A familiar voice suddenly came from behind his ears.

It was the voice he had heard countless times in his dreams.

"Are you still suffering?"

Just a few words made Yu Yanbai's eyes suddenly sore.