Born to Disappear

Chapter 28

"Have you finished reporting?"

Hualing looked up as soon as the voice fell. A young man sat down to enjoy tea in his house. Wearing a light blue sect uniform with a white mixture she had with a mane that held a jade crown. Seeing Yuan Qing's current appearance, it reminded him of his master.

However, they look so similar.

"Emh," He replied with his head nodding once. Seeing Yuan Qing so casually enter his house, Hualing did not have the courage to take a step.

After all, Yuan Qing's statement had made him awkward. Yuan Qing who kissed him overlapped with the Gods in memory.

The corner of Yuan Qing's lips tilted on one side, seeing the beauty standing glued with a reddened face, "Why not enter? Did Ling er feel afraid to go into his own house?"

"How are you here?" Hualing took a deep breath then took his first step, entering his house that had been in a breakthrough. Sit down and then take the cup that has been poured tea. Sip it once, feeling all ties slightly loosened.

"I waited here as soon as I arrived at the sect," Yuan Qing took over the Hualing cup, deliberately sipping it at the place where Hualing put her lips, "sister Hualing's tea is so sweet" he said, managed to make the other party's face as red as a boiled crab.

"But this is where I live!" Hualing felt his face heating up, his brain empty. He turned his face away, not having the courage to look Yuan Qing in the eyes.

"Ling'er's residence is also my residence. Besides, if you want to sulk, shouldn't you see the other person?" Yuan Qing propped up his face with one hand, looking at the red flowers blooming on Hualing's face.

"Is Ling er so infatuated that he's too embarrassed to see me?" Yuan Qing continued confidently. His face was no different from that bastard who teased a pure girl.

"Omong empty!" With pursed lips Hualing refuted.

"It's not bullshit. You can go inside and reflect, see how red your face is." A nosy smile formed on Yuan Qing's lips. He pointed at the bronze mirror beside the bed.

Hualing knew, he would not win if he kept arguing and would embarrass himself. So the best way right now is to divert the conversation, "You, do you have anything you want to ask?"

How could Yuan Qing not be aware of that little stratagem, "only Ling'er understands me the most. It's true that there are some things I want to ask," he replied not forgetting to throw temptation.

"Then ask!" Hualing answered back cheerfully, as if not hearing the temptation.

Yuan Qing lowered his gaze, looking at his reflection in a cup of tea, "are you really the servant of the God of war?" Asked Yuan Qing.

"Yes!" Hualing had been waiting for this question ever since in the basement.

"Is my appearance so similar to that person?" with his gaze still straight at the shadow on the teacup, Yuan Qing again asked.

"Your eternal Highness Shui Xing had answered him," the implied answer cleared up Yuan Qing's question.

"Just from appearances, how can you be so sure that I am him?" Yuan Qing raised his gaze, looking at the clear eyes of Hualing who was also looking at him.

"Your intuition is so accurate! Does it have anything to do with the ability to see the future in the news?" There was Yuan Qing's dissatisfaction in the question.

"It should be related," replied Hualing with a glaring gaze and a frown. The hands on the table were tightly clasped, revealing purple veins under his white skin.

"Why so moody?" Yuan Qing reached out, enveloping Hualing's clenched hand. Rub it gently with your thumb.

"I just don't understand why His Majesty's memories are eternal, the past events I saw and my memories are so different." Hualing didn't know why, but his baldness eased a little with Yuan Qing's gentle strokes.

"What distinguishes?" still with both hands clutched together, Yuan Qing asked.

"Whether it is in the painting of His Eternal Majesty, neither his memory nor the past that I have seen has I ever been there. I never left His Majesty's side, even when His Majesty was asleep." the answer was bluntly voiced, but Yuan Qing could hear every word clearly.

Yuan Qing's frown furrowed, a thought flashed across his brain. "Ling'er, don't you ever think that your memory is wrong?"

"What does Ah Qing mean?" Hualing withdrew his hand and asked with a probing look.

"It could be your time-wiped memory, or someone manipulating it. Implanting false memories as if you were a servant of the God of war with a certain purpose!" yuan Qing replied, voicing the idea that flashed in his brain. However, whichever it was, Hualing should not be a servant beside the God of war. "Maybe you're one of the Fallen Immortals that's true, but it shouldn't be someone beside the God of war."

The feeling of admiration for the God of war should also be just wishful thinking, just an illusion.

"Sister senior Xue, all the peak disciples are required to go to the Great Hall!" Their conversation was interrupted by a voice coming from behind the door, exclaiming loudly.

"Who or what lies behind your memory differences will be put off for a while, there seems to be an urgent event until all the disciples are gathered." Yuan Qing stood up from his position, opening the door leaf. Surprised students who delivered the message.

"Junior Yuan?" he exclaimed in surprise, not expecting if this junior brother would be in senior sister Xue's room.

"Thank you for saying, you can go to the other students." a smile bloomed on Hualing's lips.

"Sister senior Xue smiled at me, she smiled!" the young disciple could not help but be proud in heart. The legendary senior sister smiled at him!

"Ling'er, guess what big event might happen?" Yuan Qing who was walking beside Hualing looked at the second one with false curiosity.

"When reporting I had a chance to cross paths with someone from the sky sect, so all of this should have been related to the divination from the sky sect. You can definitely remember the contents of the prophecy." Hualing looked ahead, there was anticipation and vigilance in his gaze. "In addition, there was also news of the celestial sect that had visited every major and minor sect in the central continent to identify the would-be host of the demon lord!" continued.

"Just like I thought!" Yuan Qing flicked his finger, agreeing to Hualing's remark. "Ling'er, I'm so scared. What if I get caught?" he continued with contrived fear, he wrapped his arms around Hualing's hand.

"This time should not be for the demon lord, but also for the son of destiny in the prophecy. However, I really want to know how they would identify this!" Ignoring the two powerful coiled arms in his hands, a disdainful smile rang on his lips until he entered the Great Hall, instantly stunned.