Nine thousand years old

Chapter 64

Li Siyuan took a breath of air lightly, and put his hand down stiffly for a while: "It doesn't matter if you don't like it, I've made a reservation for the restaurant, it's seven o'clock..."

"No need." Ming Li interrupted him, turned around, entered the house and returned to his room.

Standing in the snow, Li Siyuan felt like he was on a roller coaster, he was extremely happy in an instant, and fell to the bottom in an instant.

He came out in a hurry and didn't wear a coat. It took him a while to shiver from the cold, and he returned to the living room holding the dark blue gift box.

Ming Li was not on the first floor, so Li Siyuan sat on the sofa with his lips pursed, stared at the gift box in his hand for a long time, and then threw it into the trash can beside him.

What happened to Mingli?

Li Siyuan sighed, looked upstairs, but still didn't knock on the door.

Obviously Ming Li didn't want to talk to him right now, although he didn't know why.

He rubbed his face, picked up his coat, got up and went out the door.

"Bamboo, hot pot restaurant, what not to do, drink."

And the indifferent Lord Yan Jun is currently concentrating on sensing the living room in the upstairs room.Li Siyuan hadn't left for 5 minutes before Ming Li went downstairs with a dark face.

This person... just left.

Ming Li stared at the empty sofa, and the trash can on the side was filled with things that were going to be given to him.

He was still thinking about Li Siyuan's unintentional 'monster', but this man walked away without even looking back.

Master Yan Jun felt that he became a puffer fish with anger.

On the other side of the living room, two figures gradually appeared.

The judge was holding the gilt pen in a mysterious way, Wuchang pretended not to know anything and looked down at the chains on his body.

Ming Li frowned, staring at the exposed corner of the trash can: "He went out."

Wuchang immediately said: "My lord, don't worry, I sent ghost messengers to follow."

Ming Li stood motionless on the ground, his back looked a bit bleak.

Seeing that he seemed to be unable to save himself to pick up things, the judge kindly reminded him.

"Today is Valentine's Day."

Ming Li felt a little sour in his heart, but he still remained motionless.

Wuchang didn't change his face: "He has been busy for many days for this gift."

Mingli's ears moved slightly.

The judge put on a show and sighed: "I've been lying on the window sill just now, waiting for your return."

Wuchang continued: "He doesn't know anything."

"Your Excellency has treated him lightly." The judge whispered.

Impermanence said: "Flip your face and be ruthless."

The judge sighed and touched the pen: "Look at this behavior... Tsk."

In the end, Impermanence made a final decision: "Scumbag."

Mingli: ……………

Lord Yan Jun turned his head and glared at them angrily, and the two immediately looked at the ceiling and the chain, but they didn't look at him.

Mingli was out of breath, and felt sad, wronged and sore, and finally went over to pick up the things.

Inside is a golden rose with rich chocolate notes.

Mingli knew that this was Li Siyuan's favorite flower.

The judge clicked his tongue and said, "It's a pity that this kind of heart has been ruined."

Ming Li felt that he had been shot by an arrow, and got up to leave.

Before he left the door, Wuchang stopped him with a slightly changed expression.

"You are too late."

Mingli's eyes shone golden, but the black mist before was gone: "What do you mean?"

Impermanence saluted respectfully: "He was taken away by a nightmare, and the ghosts in his subordinates couldn't stop him."

Ming Li's face froze for a moment: "He wants to die!"

When Li Siyuan walked to the garage, he felt dizzy for a while, but in a blink of an eye he was already in a valley.

This plot is fucking familiar...

He thought he would see the dragon that took him away a few days ago again in the next second, but unexpectedly, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy walked out of the air in front of him.

The boy's face was extremely delicate, and there was a light purple mark on his forehead. Seeing Li Siyuan's stupid look, he burst out laughing instantly.

"Ming Li has something wrong with his brain. He actually only sent a group of useless ghost messengers to follow you."

The boy looked haughty, with a hint of sarcasm in his smile, like a little devil in mythology.

I don't know if it's because he's in a bad mood, or because he's used to it, but Li Siyuan didn't feel any fluctuations in his heart, and looked at the boy expressionlessly: "Who are you?"

The boy raised his chin, and his beautiful eyes stared at Li Siyuan with great interest: "They call me a nightmare."

Only then did Li Siyuan look at him twice: "Aren't you dead?"

"I won't die."

The nightmare jumped onto the top of a low tree, and sat down lazily as if sitting in a luxurious chair, but a look of disgust flashed in his eyes: "But Mingli killed my body four times."

Li Siyuan raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, and the nightmare frowned: "If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have turned into a child's body."

About to be a blessing to the soul, Li Siyuan guessed: "Because you have just been resurrected, and your ability has not recovered yet?"

The Nightmare Tapir hummed softly as a response, and continued, "I only have 15 minutes, and Ming Li will catch up soon."

Li Siyuan stared at him warily, and said tentatively, "Why did you arrest me?"

"Don't worry, if someone touches a hair of yours now, the curse in your body will be triggered, and Ming Li will appear here in just a few seconds."

The nightmare looked at him contemptuously: "I was entrusted by others."

Li Siyuan felt a little hostile towards him, so he slowed down his voice slightly: "Who?"

The nightmare lightly jumped down from the branch and walked up to him: "Do you know why Mingli came to you?"

Li Siyuan raised his eyes: "I don't know."

"Because you will be the next King of Yama, the Lord of Yama chosen by heaven." The nightmare smiled mischievously: "You are the King of Yama in the ordinary population."

Li Siyuan froze for a moment and frowned, full of disbelief.

"I'm just an ordinary person, how can I be the King of Hades?"

The Nightmare Tapir shook his head: "You are not ordinary at all. Yama, who commands all ghosts, is a big man who everyone in the Three Realms fears... It's just that it's not the time yet."

Li Siyuan's fingertips were numb, and he always felt that something was faintly breaking through the ground.

"So, Mingli... why did you come to me."

The nightmare snorted coldly: "Because he wants to occupy the god position of the dragon clan and become the leader of all dragons."

dragon?

Li Siyuan suddenly remembered the dragon he saw a few days ago, and his heart tightened.

"Mingli is a dragon?"

The nightmare revealed the matter of Mingli in one breath, and felt so refreshed: "Naturally, and he is also the acting Lord Yan of the underworld."

"It's hard to understand? Let's start from the beginning, and give you a free science education about what is around you."

The nightmare's fingers randomly scratched in the air, and there was a burst of ripples. He continued to talk about another world that Li Siyuan didn't know.

Ming Li was born as a fallen dragon. At that time, the Three Realms were his enemies. He didn't know how he escaped, but he survived.

"He has practiced for thousands of years and became a serious problem. The God Realm sent someone to clear the payment. It was already a dead end, but he bumped into you."

Li Siyuan was stunned for a while by the huge amount of information, he had to react for a long time before opening his mouth: "Me?"

The nightmare tapir nodded, and then said again: "Yes, and no, you were just a soul that was reborn in the Buddha lotus at that time, and you were not considered a human being."

Li Siyuan was speechless.

"I knew that Ming Li didn't say anything to you." The nightmare sped up his speech, fearing that he would be chased by Ming Li before he finished speaking.

"You are the successor raised by the old Yan Luo, and you don't know what you like about that dog, so you block people from the God Realm for him in a daze."

"If you miss that time, the God Realm can't move him, and the old Yan Luo has disappeared in the Three Realms. Those priests who have a problem with their brains proposed to let that dog temporarily replace Yan Jun until he becomes the Dragon King. At this time, it is your reincarnation. Later, now."

The Nightmare Tapir sneered: "They wanted to recharge their batteries and deal with Mingli slowly. No one thought that Mingli would really obediently serve as Lord Yan for 900 years."

Li Siyuan stared blankly at the branches, and said after a long time: "So, Mingli protects me..."

The nightmare shrugged: "You are so weak now, if you accidentally die, how can he turn into a real dragon?"

Li Siyuan didn't speak, and the nightmare looked at him with a frown: "Don't believe me, he didn't have such an attitude when you first met him. He came up to catch the fleeing demons on Qingming day, and almost killed you by mistake. If he didn't find out ..."

Before he finished speaking, a faint golden color filled the air.The nightmare's expression changed, and he immediately pulled Li Siyuan up and disappeared in place.

When Li Siyuan reacted, the two had already changed places.

The nightmare's expression was extremely bad: "It's only been ten minutes, dog..."

Li Siyuan only felt that his mind was muddled, one side was the daily relationship between the two, and the other side was the words of the nightmare.

In the mouth of the nightmare, it seems that Mingli has become a villain who only cares about profit.

But he knew it wasn't like that.

Li Siyuan also faintly understood why Ming Li had such a strange attitude after returning home.

He had a guess in his mind.

The nightmare's words didn't make him doubt Mingli, on the contrary, he suddenly became enlightened.

Being an enemy of the Three Realms, Li Siyuan didn't know what it felt like, but he still couldn't restrain his heartache.

That fantasy world was too ethereal for him, so he chose to trust his intuition.

Ming Li really cared about him, there is no doubt about it.

It is because he cares that he is annoyed by a word.

The Nightmare Tapir wanted to say something reassuring, who asked Ming Li to kill him four times, but when he turned his head, he saw the corners of the lips of the people behind him who were in a good mood.

"Aren't you stupid, don't you believe what I say?"

The Nightmare Tapir looked at him with hatred: "I erased your previous memories for you, but I ate them all. If you don't go back, I'll tell you to take a look."

Li Siyuan looked at the nightmare with burning eyes, just like looking at an ordinary child: "I only believe what Mingli said."

In fact, Li Siyuan also listened to the nightmare's words, but Ming Li did not confirm this, so he would not believe it casually.

The nightmare puffed up his face angrily: "Believe it or not."

Li Siyuan said: "You brought me here just to talk about this?"

The nightmare frowned: "Of course not, someone wants to see you."

After saying this, the nightmare disappeared.

Li Siyuan looked around and saw that the surrounding trees were lush and the air was very humid, so he couldn't help guessing where he was.

He fumbled in his pocket, the phone was gone.

"Sure enough."

Suddenly there was no sound behind him, but Li Siyuan was still taken aback.He turned his head and saw a man wearing a silver mask—and He Ji standing behind him.

He Ji's expression was still frivolous, but his attitude was full of respect, he glanced at Li Siyuan lightly, and didn't even say a word.

The masked man stepped forward, seeing that Li Siyuan looked at him unmoved, and didn't care.

"Not yet."

Li Siyuan was surprised: "When?"

The masked man didn't speak any more, as if he really just saw him.

He stretched out his hand and pushed Li Siyuan lightly, and Li Siyuan's whole body penetrated the soil under his feet, and fell like falling into an abyss.

"Let's go, I don't want to confront Mingli yet." The man clapped his hands, turned and left.

He Ji pursed his lips and disappeared into the depths of the jungle without saying a word.