Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

Ye Yunlan said?, then raised his hand to sweep Mo Yu to the ground.

Jun Qiyun leaned over and held his wrist, condensed his eyebrows and said: "What I gave away, there is no reason to come back."

Ye Yunlan closed his eyes, "I don't want to listen to you. Let me go."

Jun Qiyun stared at him for a moment, then slowly let go of his hand.

He didn't use much strength. The most is not the strength of the normal holding of the sword.

However, there are already deep red marks on the thin and pale wrists of the person in front of him, which is shocking to see.

"...I'm sorry," he whispered.

Ye Yunlan retracted his hand into his sleeve, put his other hand on it, and slowly rubbed it, his brows showed deep boredom, he didn't look at the black jade on the table, but said coldly: "Sect Master can pay it back. Something?"

The tone is already rushing customers.

Jun Qiyun? As if he didn't understand, he still stood in place.

His hair is pale, his clothes are pale, and even his eyes are light colored glaze that is different from ordinary people. In front of Ye Yunlan, he deliberately suppressed the oppressive aura and coercion. There was no expression on his face, and he looked very like a person instead of a person. It is an exquisite doll in a puppet show in the city.

Jun Qiyun: "I remembered...something."

Not just a few. he thinks.

It's a lot.

The memory of those three years in Taogu is only a small part of his more than a hundred years of life, but it is clearer than the one hundred years he spent in his practice.

Since entering the Tao, he has been practicing silently at the top of Wangyun Peak.

After watching the wind and snow for so many years, he finally saw a touch of bright colors in the paleness. Don't forget it from then on.

Twenty-seven years ago, under the mortal catastrophe, he was sneak attacked by the soul-refining sovereign, and he was severely injured.

Ye Yunlan rescued him.

He woke up amidst the sound of rain and saw the boy wet and black hair sticking to his pale little face, kneeling to the ground, holding the leaves and feeding him water and food.

The boy's eyes are extremely beautiful, and his long, jet-black eyelashes hang down like a fan, as if they can hang into people's hearts. It's just that the eyes are dull, as if they can't see the appearance of things-the teenager can't see people.

He grabbed the opponent's hand and said: "...no need."

Because of the injury, his voice was extremely hoarse, and he could barely discern his original tone.

The young man still stubbornly reached out and handed the leaves to him, and said seriously: "If you don't eat, people will die."

He said: "No."

The young man blinked suspiciously, as if he didn’t? Don’t understand the world? How can there be people in the world who don’t need to eat and won’t die? It took a long time to reluctantly take the leaves back, and then asked him: "You woke up, do you want to have they gone?"

He really wants to go.

When the Soul Refining Sect Master attacked him, he was seriously injured by his sword. I don’t know where he was going. It is possible to find it with his breath at any time, so that the secret method of crossing the tribulation can last for the longest three years, but in a hurry. The secret method under the cloth can only last for seven days. After seven days, the tribulation will fall, and the radius will be razed to the ground.

However.

He looked at the young boy's wet body, as if he just came out of the shell, looking wet? His ignorant expression, pitch-black eyes, and the simple burrow built by messy branches and leaves in the cave, for a long time, or He asked, "What about your parents and relatives?"

The young man just shook his head.

"I have no relatives."

Even though he said that, the young man's expression was uncontrollable, showing a little sadness.

He was silent.

Although it has been predicted, why, on earth, would someone abandon such a young and blind child in the middle of the wild mountains and wild beasts, staggering to survive?

The rain is getting heavier.

The thunder roared, and the whole cave seemed to be trembling.

The boy whispered: "The rain is so heavy."

He whispered a "huh", knowing that the secret method can no longer be delayed, he must go out to face the tribulation, or strengthen the secret method again and drag the tribulation to three years later.

So got up and took the sword.

The young man’s hearing is very good, so he ran over to him, raised his head and asked him: "You just woke up, where are you going?"

He said: "Go and let the rain stop."

The depleted spiritual power in the meridians did not recover much, but he still raised his hand and touched the young man's head. Spiritual power flowed through the boy's body, drying him wet and dry.

He left a mark of spiritual power in the cave.

If he is not dead this time, he will come back and take the young man out of this forest and go to the wider world.

However, things are not always what people want.

Before welcoming the catastrophe again, the Sovereign Soul Refining followed his breath. He fought against the opponent for half a day, and both were injured. The Sovereign Soul Refining was injured more severely than him. He used the method of blood escape to escape, and within ten years, there was no one to escape. ? The power of war.

However, he was injured by the Asura sword in the opponent's hand, and he was no longer able to fight against the tribulation, so he could only forcefully use the power of the last soul to reinforce the secret method, dragging the tribulation to three years later.

The power of the divine soul was over-exhausted, and his consciousness was about to fall into a coma, only following the spiritual power mark left before, and returning to the cave where the young man was. After that, he passed out completely.

When he woke up again, he lost all his memories and most of his cultivation, just like a complete mortal.

He fell from the top of the mountain high above the clouds and fell into the dust.

The boy caught him.

They hunted wild animals in the mountains, picked fruits, and built houses with wood and thatch.

The soul was damaged and the ruthless realm fell. In his eyes, everything in the world was no longer just pale wind and snow, with bright colors, full of trees and peach blossoms, and a young man who was even more scorching than peach blossoms.

He likes to stroke the boy's head with his broad palm, and stroke the boy's soft hair.

Like to see the young man running around in front of him, plucking the wild fruit, holding it in front of him, raising his head to face him? He laughed, and gently called him "brother".

The Tai Qingdu Erjian was used as an axe for cutting trees, and he had only held the sword in his palm, and it gradually became rougher than the long-term work. The silver crown on the head is removed, the long hair is only arbitrarily tied behind the head, the sleeves are rolled up, and the arms are exposed for movement.

He became more and more like a man in the mountains.

A person alive.

Rather than a puppet on the snow-capped mountain that can only practice cultivation.

At night, he sits with his knees bent in front of the bonfire, turning over the wild animals he has hunted. The night sky was shining with stars and the Milky Way swept across. The young man's eyes were full of fire and looked at him, and his figure was reflected in the dark and godless eyes, like the world, only he could stay in the young boy's eyes.

He wants to stay in the eyes of the young man.

In the third year of Taogu, his injuries gradually began to recover.

Occasionally, there are pictures of flying snow in the sky, he frowned, instinctively reluctant to recall.

He just wants to stay right now.

It's just that the time for the secret technique to suppress the tribulation is only three years, and the due catastrophe will eventually come as scheduled.

At the end of the third year, there was a heavy rain in Taogu.

In the dark, he knew that the rain was coming to him, staying here, the young man would be in danger.

Isn't it here? Where can he go?

The Tai Qingdu Erjian is alive, and he senses the danger brewing in the tribulation, and utters a mute sword cry in his hand. Sword Qi poured back into his body, causing the clogged spiritual veins in his body to burst open. He snorted, and the sky full of wind and snow and the peach blossoms in the peach blossom field merged into one place, and all the memories before crossing the catastrophe were remembered.

He is the Sect Master of Tianzong.

He practiced sword at the age of three and entered Taoism at the age of seven. Repair the ruthless way. Swordsmanship looks at the world.

He is the boy's brother.

Chopping wood to make a fire, hunting in the mountains. Three years with teenagers. More intimate than relatives.

who is he?

There was faint thunder brewing in the heavy rain.

He cannot stay here anymore.

The insights during the tribulation period were enough to analyze that the blindness of the young man was due to poisoning and was not born with him. He left a bottle of pill in the house, which can wash the muscles and marrow and relieve all kinds of poisons, which he obtained many years ago in the ancient secret realm, and it is difficult to buy a ten thousand spirit stone in the spiritual world. ? Pieces.

He also left the mysterious blood jade on his body. This was his Sect Master's token, with the formation he engraved on it. Even if he suffered an unexpected event, it could protect the young man from natural disasters in the future.

After leaving the two things, he has no time to bid farewell to the boy.

Yu Jian went a hundred miles away to welcome the catastrophe that was three years late.

Transcending the mortal calamity is the first hurdle between humans and immortals. The Nine Thunder Tribulation is also accompanied by the Tribulation of the Heart Demon. He cultivates the ruthless Tao, so the youth is his calamity.

Only by silently reciting the ruthless Taoism, forgetting the young man, and being in harmony with Tao, can we shed the world and become immortal.

——He doesn’t want to forget?.

He chose to break the robbery with force.

Tai Qingdu's sword cut through nine thunder tribulations, cut through the disaster of the heart demon, and at the moment of decay, everything in the world seemed to be far away from him. He stood on the top of the snow-capped mountain, and suddenly realized that, He was wrong.

The ruthless way cannot tolerate love.

When he used force to break the calamity, force himself to ascend to the immortal stage, and cut through the heart demon, he also cut off the person with his own heart and mind.

The wind and snow were permeating, and the peach blossoms faded.

He stretched out his hand and scratched it in the air.

But? I have forgotten what I want to catch.

The cost of crossing the catastrophe is extremely heavy, not to mention that he has never healed from his injury.

His Yujian returned to Tianzong and fell in the Xuanhu Peak.

After that, the years passed.

When he woke up, there were always peach blossoms and phantom figures in his dreams.

The ruthless realm made him subconsciously not to think deeply. He thought it was just an illusory demon, his lingering desire as a human being. If he wants to break through the emptiness, he must cut through his desires. So he retreats on Wangyun Peak, and will not be contaminated with mundane things, in order to have a perfect state of mind.

But he didn't know that he had never really survived the Tribulation.

Even if the heart demon can cut through for a moment, it will still slowly recover.

To maintain the state, you can only carry the wind and snow every day, practice alone, and no longer think about it.

He spent more than twenty years in this way. Jun Qiyun lowered his eyes.

"I spend my whole day cultivating on the mountain looking at Yunfeng, watching the wind and snow, and enlightening the Great Road. Twenty years have passed in an instant. But now I think about it, but I feel too long. Unconsciously, you...have grown up. It looks like this."

He stared at Ye Yunlan, from the tips of his hair to his cheeks, trying to find the appearance of the old boy.

Ye Yunlan's face hasn't changed too much, it's just opened up, and his facial features become clearer. However, his temperament is quite different from that of his youth.

When he was a teenager, he was bright and beautiful like a peach blossom, and his smile was so beautiful that he wanted to pick all the stars in the sky for gifts, but now he is silent like frost and snow, with few expressions, pale and sick, and his expression is isolated from the world. Bored.

But? More beautiful and compelling.

Such as fragile colored glaze, such as a pure white and flawless picture scroll, people want to break the pollution, but also want to cherish it.

Jun Qiyun finished talking and repeated it again: "I have all thought of it."

Ye Yunlan listened? He stated his past more than 20 years ago, but he found that he could no longer recall how he felt back then.

He once walked to Tianzong with hope, but was ruined by Yung Rong. In the next few hundred years, he met many people and experienced many things, and then all the past disappeared like dust and smoke. What Qi Yun said everything, as if separated by a thick curtain, in the distance. Before.

So he said.

"You remembered it, then what?"

Jun Qiyun looked at his faceless face, his sword-holding hand tightened, and slowly said, "I owe you cause and effect. I should pay for it."

Ye Yunlan said indifferently: "You don't owe me. I have saved your life, and you have healed me many times. We have already cleaned up."

Jun Qiyun: "It's not the same?"

"What's the difference?"

Jun Qiyun furrowed his brows deeply, "You have saved my life, I shall protect you for the rest of your life."

Protect him for the rest of the world? Comprehensive.

This remark came out of Jun Qiyun, but it only made Ye Yunlan feel ironic.

Ye Yunlan's lips curled up in a cold arc, and said: "What if I don't want it? Do you want to do it? As always, as before, force me to heal me?"

Jun Qiyun was silent.

Of course he wanted Ye Yunlan to be alive, otherwise he would not go to Tianchi Mountain at all at all, just to re-suppress Ye Yunlan's injuries.

But Ye Yunlan didn't want to.

The room was silent for a while.

Outside the door, the wind chimes jingle jingle, and the sun shone in, shining the shadows of the two people narrow and long.

Jun Qi Yun slowly lowered his body, half-kneeling in front of Ye Yunlan, and Tai Qingdu Erjian was placed on the table by him. He stretched out his hand and pushed Mo Yu in front of Ye Yunlan, saying: "I just want to protect you. No matter the cause and effect."

The man in front of him has his eyebrows drooping, and the crane cloak spreads out on the ground. It doesn't look like the Sect Master of Tianzong who is high above the ground. The slender hand holding the sword is pushing the broken jade, and the dark blue meridian on the back of his hand is slightly convex. Stubbornly refused to take it back.

Jun Qiyun continued: "If you are suffering just because you don't like to heal, I have a method that can completely solve the injury of the fire, and even help you renew the meridians, and the realm will rise."

At this point, he paused for a moment before he spoke again: "My spiritual veins are the same with you, and they are in harmony with each other. If you absorb my spiritual power, you can get twice the result with half the effort. With my cultivation, you can recover. Shenhuo is not impossible."

"Would you like... to make a double repair with me?"

Ye Yunlan's pupils suddenly shrank, and stood up and shouted coldly, "Sect Master cultivates the ruthless Dao, do you know what this means?"

Jun Qiyun: "I know. Before I came here, I had been thinking about it for a long time."

Ye Yunlan said: "It's just that you saved your life in the past, so the Sect Master will have to pay for his actions and say such ridiculous words?"

Jun Qiyun: "It's not ridiculous. This is the only way that can save you."

There are billions of people in the world who can be recognized by the Divine Fire. Jun Qiyun cannot guarantee that he will definitely be recognized by the Divine Fire. He burned to death.

Although he still didn't understand what his feelings for Ye Yunlan were—Is it love or desire, whether he liked it or pity—he had never had love in his life, so he couldn't distinguish this.

He only knew that he didn't want to watch? Ye Yunlan left.

Ye Yunlan thought it was ridiculous.

Suddenly? He felt as if he didn't know Monarch Qiyun in front of him. The nightmare on the Buddha Pagoda and the man kneeling in front of him overlapped together, the distant memories in the Peach Blossom Valley and the gazes of thousands of gods and Buddhas on the base of the dark pagoda were intertwined, accompanied by the dreams and enchantments in their dreams. With the harsh sound of howling, he suddenly felt tight in his chest and vomiting.

"Go away," he said hoarsely, "I don't want to hear what you say about karma, nor do you need you to pretend to me because of those old things."

After speaking, he couldn't help but cough.

Blood spilled from the lips.

Jun Qiyun got up and wanted to support him, but someone was faster than him.

Shen Shu guarded Ye Yunlan in his arms, crossed his spiritual power into Ye Yunlan's back, and crossed his sword in front of him.

Jun Qiyun: "Get out of the way."

Shen Shu sneered.

Many years ago, Jun Qiyun said the same thing. At that time, he was still unable to resist. He could only be pushed out of the room by the power of the Transcendence Realm. Watching the door slowly close, the master was constrained by the opponent in a cold sweat and healed his wounds, and he was powerless.

Transcendence.

It was a very distant vocabulary, but after possessing the memory of Demon Lord, it was no longer unfamiliar.

There was a strong hostility in the blood-red eyes, and he said: "What are you? The master wants you to go, can't you hear it?"

How many years has no one dared to be like this? Jun Qiyun was rude in front of him.

He was very tolerant of Ye Yunlan, but he did not need to tolerate Ye Yunlan's apprentice. Besides, Shen Shu had already drawn his sword against him. For Jian Xiu, drawing a sword is a provocation and a fight.

Tai Qingdu's sword was unsheathed, and the cold and snowy blade lifted up and pointed directly at Shen Shu.

Jun Qiyun: "I want to heal him and get out of the way."

Shen Shu: "Go away. There is me here, I don't need you to heal Master."

Jun Qiyun: "Why do you heal him? With your filthy devilish energy?" His eyes were extremely cold, "Tianzong does not allow half-demonic monks to enter. If you stop again, don't blame my ruthless men."

Shen Shu hasn't answered yet, but he heard Ye Yunlan speak in a dumb voice.

"If you dare to hurt his hair," he still has bright red blood on his lips, and his narrow eyes lifted up. They are completely different from the usual fierceness, like a cold blade out of the sheath, "I will teach you. Paid the price of unrest."

The person in front of him is clearly wounded and weak, and has no cultivation skills. However, when he speaks threats, he will not make people think that he is just a mortal without the power to bind a chicken, but can let him People feel the real and shadowy threat.

Jun Qiyun pursed his lips slightly.

The hand holding the sword tightened and relaxed.

In this world, no one can use threats to force him to take the sword.

He took a slow and deep breath.

After all, the Qingdu Erjian in his hand slowly dropped and retracted into the sheath.

Then he didn’t want to look at Shen Shu again, as if the devilish energy deposited on the opponent’s body would contaminate his eyes. He only stared at Ye Yunlan, and said: "I said that your apprentice, the body With a hostile spirit, unsure of mind, and the ability to become a demon. Now really? That's it."

Ye Yunlan: "My apprentice naturally? I have discipline, so you don't have to worry about your suzerain."

Qiyun Jundao: "The evil disciple bites the teacher, there has been more than one case in the Taoist school, I am just kindly reminding."

Ye Yunlan looked tired and stopped taking his words.

"I'm tired. If there is nothing wrong with the lord, please go back."

Jun Qiyun said: "You can't hold back your injuries. At the latest two months, your body will not be able to bear it, and you will completely collapse." This is why he was so anxious after seeing Ye Yunlan at the Law Enforcement Hall yesterday. Come to find the other party?'s sake.

The thing that had been concealed was told by Jun Qiyun, Ye Yunlan felt that Shen Shu held his arms tightly. He calmly patted the back of Shen Shu's hand and said, "I know these things."

Jun Qiyun: "What I have just said will not be taken back in the future. You can rest well, and after thinking it through, I will come to find you again."

After all, he left Mo Yu on the table, turned and left.

Only two masters and apprentices remained in the bamboo building.

Shen Shu helped? Ye Yunlan went into the room to rest.

The arch-shaped carved bed was spacious. He took a soft pillow so that Ye Yunlan could lie down on the bed comfortably. He tucked the quilt for him and sat on the edge of the bed. Suddenly he said, "Master Honor, Fang? Just what the fellow said, you only have two months, is it true?"

Ye Yunlan sat quietly on the bed, looked sideways at the window, did not look at Shen Shu, and made a soft "um".

Shen Shu said: "Master, did not tell me about this."

"Master is here? He promised to accompany me forever in the secret realm. It turns out that two months is forever what Master thinks it is forever?"

Ye Yunlan whispered: "Shen Shu, everything I can give has already been given to you."

"Then why did the master dare not look at me?"

Shen Shu's eyes were a little red, suddenly? He stretched out his hand to clasp Ye Yunlan's chin, forcing him to turn his face around. His strength is not very big, he seems to be still trying to restrain himself, blood and fire in Yin Hong's eyes, falling into Ye Yunlan's pupils.

The familiar eyes made Ye Yunlan stunned for a moment, and then he heard Shen Shu hoarse.

"Master, do you and I are very similar?"

Ye Yunlan opened his eyes slightly, as if he didn't quite understand what he was talking about.

Shen Shu pinched his jaw and said slowly.

"He is a magic repair, and I'm about to fall in love."

"You said that he is naturally arrogant, strong and domineering, and he is only very good to you. And I also put the respected master above the apex of my heart. No one in the world can replace me. Position in the heart."

"Do I look like him? Speaking of which, Master is the closest? Always very close? Like to look at my eyes. Isn't the eyes the most alike between me and him?"

"Speaking of it, I'm still very curious, will he cook for Master? Will he make tea for Master? Will he make desserts for Master?"

Shen Shu smiled and continued.

"Master might as well tell me what else he will do. I will learn."

"If I am more like him, will Master indulge me a little bit more, or even treat me as him, is it possible?"

"At that time, am I qualified to do what he can do to Master, and Master will not blame me?"

He said?, suddenly? leaned down and kissed? Ye Yunlan's red blood remaining on his lips.

One point one point to hold, kiss and suck, careful and careful, half an inch, until the blood on Ye Yunlan's lips was licked clean by him, there was a bright glow, and the tail of his eyes was red.

Shen Shu raised his head, looked at Ye Yunlan's angry eyes, and said softly: "What I want to do is something more extreme than this."

The bedside shadow spread over, scrolling and stretching beside Ye Yunlan, as if he couldn't help but want to touch him, and as if he was afraid of scaring him.

Suddenly, Shen Shu let go of the hand holding Ye Yunlan's chin, and turned to hug Ye Yunlan's thin shoulders, burying his head in his neck, and said in a low voice.

"I want to heal the master."

"I want Master to live?."

"I want the forever that Master promised me. The true forever."

The more he talked, the duller his voice became.

Ye Yunlan wanted to push Shen Shu away, but suddenly he felt a touch of dampness on the clothes on his shoulders.

He was startled.