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    Chapter 116

    Ye Zhuo wanted to break free, but Li Yuan wouldn’t let go.

    Actually, Yun Xiangxi was already in the Immortal Realm, and Li Yuan figured Ye Zhuo was destined to go there as well, but he didn’t know why Ye Zhuo wouldn’t answer.

    The door was closed, his wrist was held, and his back was against the door. Ye Zhuo looked up at Li Yuan. The red lantern had rolled to the ground, and only its dim light illuminated the dark room. Sometimes, Ye Zhuo really didn’t know what Li Yuan was thinking.

    Li Yuan: “Answer properly with a yes or no, I’m not going to eat you.”

    Would Li Yuan himself believe these words? Ye Zhuo didn’t really want to respond.

    Li Yuan kept him pressed against the door, not letting go. While speaking, his fingers gently stroked Ye Zhuo’s cheek. Ye Zhuo turned his head away, not wanting to look into his eyes, and Li Yuan’s warm fingertip brushed against the corner of his eye.

    “I said, I will kill Yun Xiangxi. As for the rest, I don’t know what you want to ask.” Ye Zhuo said, “So I don’t know what I should answer.”

    He was just walking down the hallway towards the guest room when a long worm suddenly asked him if he was going to the Immortal Realm. Wasn’t that strange?

    “I just suddenly feel like you’re leaving soon.” Li Yuan lowered his eyes, his fingers picking up a strand of ink-black hair that flowed like water. Ye Zhuo’s back looked too ethereal from a distance; only when held in his hand did it feel real.

    “I was thinking that if you’re going to the Immortal Realm soon, maybe I should think of a way to go there and see. I probably can’t use your ascension passage. If you still need some time before you go to the Immortal Realm, if ascension is difficult—” Li Yuan paused and said, “If that’s the case, I’m wondering if I can help you, and whether you need my help. Anyway, that Immortal Realm doesn’t sound like a very good place.”

    Ye Zhuo slowly blinked.

    Ye Zhuo couldn’t help but remind him: “You don’t sound like you’re seeking revenge right now.”

    “You have your revenge, I have mine. We’ll deal with them separately.” Li Yuan said, “You settle Yun Xiangxi, resolve your obsession, and your sword will become better. That way, when we fight to the finish later, it will be more to my liking.”

    To seek revenge in such a fickle manner was probably something only Dragon Li Yuan could do. He could decide how to fight to the finish however he wanted; anyway, Ye Zhuo himself had no feud with him.

    “I’m not answering you just because the matter is too far off, I don’t know.” Ye Zhuo said.

    “Too far off, you don’t know. Something that just happened, you say you’ve forgotten.” Li Yuan cupped his face, leaning down and gently touching his forehead to his. He said, “Ye Zhuo, why are you like this?”

    “Then how else can I be?” Ye Zhuo said softly.

    Li Yuan asking him if he was going to the Immortal Realm was essentially asking what would happen in the future.

    When a sword is drawn, one knows where it will land, but human gatherings and separations are not like that.

    Perhaps he would die, perhaps Li Yuan couldn’t go to this Immortal Realm at all, who knew. He himself wouldn’t think about these things, but since Li Yuan asked, he would think about it. After thinking about it, he would realize that it was just adding to his troubles.

    “Never mind,” he heard Li Yuan’s soft, sighing voice, “You’ve always been like this anyway.”

    “But I really want to kiss you,” Li Yuan said.

    How could this dragon say such irrelevant things again?

    “Li Yuan, if your brain is broken, go take some medicine.” Ye Zhuo pried Li Yuan off him, and then realized that even the man’s eyes were gone, replaced by a pair of eerily glowing dragon pupils looking at him: “Don’t turn around and blame me.”

    Clearly knowing that he wanted to kiss him, but not allowing it. Li Yuan only knew that Ye Zhuo’s conscience was beyond repair.

    So Li Yuan didn’t ask anymore.

    He went straight for Ye Zhuo’s lips, a light peck. Before the man could react and push him away, Li Yuan released him, looking into his eyes.

    “Like this, how long will it take you to forget?”

    Ye Zhuo was expressionless: “I’ve already forgotten.”

    Li Yuan: “Liar.”

    Ye Zhuo glared, annoyed, and was once again captured by the lips. This time, it wasn’t just a fleeting touch; Li Yuan slowly pressed against him, gently nibbling, before finally releasing him after a while.

    “—And like this?”

    Ye Zhuo took a deep breath. He wanted to say something, but Li Yuan held the back of his head and kissed him deeply.

    All the unspoken words were swallowed. Li Yuan was very satisfied with this result. Even though he knew Ye Zhuo was the most infuriating, he still always wanted to hear him speak; he should have done this sooner.

    This time, he kissed Ye Zhuo until he was a little breathless before letting go. Ye Zhuo was trapped between him, the door, and the wall, tilting his head back, which might have been a little tiring, so he kept holding the back of his head, and when Ye Zhuo was unsteady, he would hold his waist. It seemed like he had messed up the man’s hair again.

    Ye Zhuo didn’t really want to talk to Li Yuan. He leaned against the wall, breathing lightly, and Li Yuan went to kiss the corner of his eye. The corner of Ye Zhuo’s eye was a little red again; he always got like this when he was kissed, or maybe it was just from anger.

    Ye Zhuo could be very infuriating sometimes, but more often he was just very beautiful.

    If you reach out to him, he will take a step back. But if you take another step forward, you might be able to touch him.

    Li Yuan separated his fingers, intertwining his own fingers with his, one by one. He didn’t know why, but he really liked this; Ye Zhuo’s beautiful fingers would quietly stay in his hand. Just like just now, quietly staying in his embrace.

    He had never felt so close to someone before. He knew Ye Zhuo felt the same way.

    “Ye Zhuo,” he said, “If you don’t want to forget, I’ll keep kissing you.”

    Ye Zhuo looked up, and he saw Li Yuan’s eyes. Li Yuan was very close to him, reminding him of the North Sea, and the bright moon over the North Sea.

    He looked at him.

    Dragon Li Yuan spoke as if they would always be together in the future.

    Ye Zhuo had never been with anyone forever. The last time he had such an illusion was when he first had memories, facing Yun Xiangxi.

    Or, on those moonlit nights when Ling Ye took him boating on the lake.

    Later, he understood that all relationships between people in this world were just a brief encounter in the eternal sky.

    “If you want to forget, then push me away,” he heard Li Yuan say again.

    “If you’re just used to forgetting everything, then keep moving forward. When you plan to remember, come find me, and I’ll remember.” Li Yuan said, “How about that? You do what you want to do, I do what I want to do, and we don’t interfere with each other.”

    Ye Zhuo frowned slightly.

    He raised his hand that wasn’t being held by Li Yuan, and his fingers touched Li Yuan’s brow.

    Li Yuan: “?”

    Ye Zhuo’s fingers then touched his eyebrows and eyes, as if to trace his entire outline.

    Indeed, he was a living dragon cub, Ye Zhuo thought.

    He felt that the old dragons of the Dragon Realm should keep a close watch on their little crown prince. If the only ink dragon was like this, then the lineage of the ink dragon was indeed in danger.

    What on earth was Ye Zhuo thinking? Li Yuan looked inexplicably at the man’s slightly furrowed brow as it gently relaxed, his eyes like ink-black glass looking at himself with a faint smile.

    “Then you truly are a good dragon.” Ye Zhuo said.

    “Of course.” Li Yuan said, “When have I ever been anything but good?”

    Ye Zhuo slowly thought about it, and it seemed not. His Life-Bound Sword was actually taken from such a good dragon, which made Ye Zhuo doubt whether it was sharp enough.

    —What on earth was Ye Zhuo thinking now? Li Yuan couldn’t figure it out.

    He wasn’t a dragon who would keep questions to himself.

    “What are you thinking about?” Li Yuan asked.

    “Thinking,” Ye Zhuo said, “that I should cultivate.”

    Li Yuan: “But I don’t want to cultivate.”

    Ye Zhuo really wanted to throw him back into the East Sea.

    “Then what do you want to do?”

    Li Yuan picked up a strand of his loose hair, and the faint, refreshing fragrance of lotus flowers lingered in his heart. His gaze rested on the man’s thin red lips, the color even more beautiful than usual.

    Actually, he wanted to kiss more than just that. It seemed like it had been a long time since he had bitten someone’s neck or kissed the man’s wrist.

    The past mind cannot be grasped, the future mind cannot be grasped, so what about now?

    —Now he wanted to be with Ye Zhuo, and he believed that at least at this moment, Ye Zhuo also felt that being with him wasn’t bad.

    “There’s too little ghost energy here, you can’t cultivate much.” Li Yuan said, “I’ll put a Nether Crystal Vein here, and after a while, the ghost energy will become stronger. Then you can cultivate. What do you think?”

    Ye Zhuo didn’t think anything.

    Although Dragon Li Yuan could be considered a good dragon, he didn’t seem to be so kind-hearted.

    Sure enough, in the next moment, the dragon’s fingertip gently brushed against the corner of his lips: “This time, don’t push me away, okay?”

    Ye Zhuo: “…Once.”

    “Once.”

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