I Am The White Moonlight Of The Paranoid Immortal

“……”

 

“Chu Qi–!”

 

The person who called out his name was vaguely heard, Chu Qi’s raven-black eyelashes trembled slightly.

 

When he raised his eyes in a trance, a beam of bright sunlight shone into Chu Qi’s eyes, causing him to blink twice subconsciously and a layer of fog appeared in his eyes.

 

After avoiding the glare, Chu Qi’s vision changed from darkness to clarity and everything around him came into his eyes.

There was a crack in the stone, and two or three weeds were growing on their own.

 

In the corner of his eye, the mountain road paved by the green stone steps winded forward, into the layers of green mountains, far away from the end.

 

This scene was vaguely familiar to Chu Qi.

 

“……”

 

This seemed to be the green stone stairs he had to take when he wanted to enter the Immortal Gate ……

 

Before Chu Qi thought about it, the voice that came out earlier spoke again.

 

 

“Did you get sunburnt? You are out of your mind.”

 

The voice was clear and crisp, which should be pleasant to hear, but it sounds very ironic with its unique desultory.

 

This intonation was also very familiar to Chu Qi!

 

Chu Qi suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the speaker with his eyes wide open.

 

The man had dark hair and a golden crown, and he was well-dressed.
He was dressed in black clothes with gold patterns, wore dragon jade around his waist, and had a scabbard made of black wood.
The handle of the sword exposed was engraved with the word “dragon yin”.

 

 

The boy’s facial features were beautiful.
Because he was young and childish, he couldn’t fit the face in Chu Qi’s memory.
But it didn’t prevent Chu Qi from recognizing the identity of this man – Yan Jiuge.

 

Still alive, young Yan Jiuge!

 

Was he dreaming?

 

No, no, the soul should enter the reincarnation after death, not a dream.

 

After seeing everything, he was influenced by the inexplicable power and was reborn back to his youth?

 

His heart swept up a thousand waves, Chu Qi tried to restrain his emotions, he quietly clenched his fingers and pinched his palm.

 

It hurt.

 

It shouldn’t be a dream, he went back to the beginning of everything, the entrance to the Immortal Gate selection.

 

It was ridiculous thing to be reborn.

 

 

But before that, Chu Qi had experienced something even more absurd.

 

He died violently on his bed for no reason, and after becoming a wandering spirit, he saw the so-called “plot”, which turned out to be the world of a book.

 

After Chu Qi’s death, the swordsmanship genius Yan Jiuge, who had always been at odds with him, went crazy.
In order to find him the rejuvenating elixir, Yan Jiuge went to the mountains of knives and the seas of fire, and went into the abyss of the poisonous miasma with his sword, and finally ended up with a heart demon and the poisonous miasma, and died in a scribble.

 

After the death of Yan Jiuge, his lifelong cultivation and immortal path, was sucked away by a crappy plot protagonist.
The life of the former waste protagonist became brilliant.

 

When people talked about Yan Jiuge again, they only said that he was a paranoid madman trapped in love.
No one remembered his amazing talent.

 

Recalling the ending of Yan Jiuge, Chu Qi couldn’t help feeling sour at the tip of his nose.

 

His eyes had been hazy by the sunlight, but now he was in a sour mood, and his eyes were full of water.

 

Before Chu Qi’s sourness fermented into sadness, he heard the person in front of him say, “You’ve been crying for so long.
I’m afraid you want me to carry you.”

 

Chu Qi: “…”

 

Awakening from the memory, Chu Qi restrained his excessive emotion and looked up at Yan Jiuge.

 

Yan Jiuge’s expression was still the same as his memory.
His eyebrows were slightly twisted, his eyes were deep, and his thin lips were pursed, which seemed to be impatient.
It was hard not to think about mockery when you added the above words.

 

Because of this, Chu Qi in his previous life directly quarreled with Yan Jiuge.

 

But it was different now.

Chu Qi’s mind wasn’t that of the ten year old child.

 

Moreover, reborn as a child, Chi Qi wondered whether Yan Jiuge really liked him for ten years, as the plot said.

 

After pondering, Chu Qi held out his hand, “Yes, you should carry me.”

 

Almost immediately after Chu Qi’s words ended, Yan Jiuge’s expression changed.
His eyes, which looked in two directions carefully, glanced at him with astonishment.
His lips opened and closed again, looking at Chu Qi as if he had something to say.

 

“…” Yan Jiuge would probably laugh at his “wishful thinking”.

 

Chu Qi was a little nervous and was about to make amends, saying that he was just joking.

 

 

Unexpectedly, the tall boy in black turned around without saying a word, turned his back to Chu Qi, lifted his robe under his knees, and squatted down.

 

Chu Qi opened his eyes wide.

 

“Come up.” Yan Jiuge said.

 

The two short words were said very quickly, not as casual and mocking as usual.
But Chu Qi’s heart jumped — Yan Jiuge really wanted to carry him!!

 

After being shocked, Chu Qi moved slowly towards Yan Jiuge with almost the same hands and feet movements.
Every step was so unreal, like he was tepping on the clouds.

 

Yan Jiuge, who was squatting on the ground, had probably waited for a long time.
He asked a little uneasily, “Don’t you want me to carry you?”

 

“Well… well, here we are.” The last three steps were two, and Chu Qi finally moved.

 

The palm of his hand was sweating, Chu Qi slowed down his breathing and carefully put his body on Yan Jiuge’s back.

 

He didn’t dare to stick