Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

In the early morning, the faint light came in from outside the window, and there were birds and birds singing.

In the bedroom, there is a large carved sandalwood bed, which occupies half of the room. The square bed column is tall and wide, the head and foot of the bed are carved with primitive patterns, and the entrance and exit sides are made into a round arch shape, which is very pleasant and warm.

Someone was sleeping peacefully on the cave.

The azure moire brocade was covered by the person on the bed, and some fell on the edge of the bed.

Ye Yunlan leaned on his side, with long black hair scattered beside the pillow, only showing a small half of his pale side face, with a very light breath.

Shen Shu next to him was already awake, he was leaning on his side, his fingertips drew a strand of black hair from his master and slowly curled up.

He seemed to think this was a very interesting thing. A strand of hair curled up and curled up, and he still enjoyed it.

When a cultivator reaches his level, he doesn't actually need to sleep anymore.

He just wanted to be by Ye Yunlan's side.

Get closer, get more familiar.

He has already found out that his master is like a cat. The fur is white and beautiful, but he does not like to approach people. He can only let his breath become familiar with it, and follow it with more temperament. Please be kind to me, and I will occasionally wish to be held in my arms and touch my fur.

This touch shouldn't be too much, otherwise it will blow up and get angry, and will not speak for a lifetime, and it will take a long time to coax it back.

Shen Shu lazily curled up? Ye Yunlan's? Hair, while thinking about? What morning meal would be prepared for Master today.

It should not be greasy in the morning, nor should it be too cold.

I just grind some lotus root flour, so let's make a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus almond lotus root flour.

After thinking about it, I started to wait.

Wait for the people around you to wake up.

Ye Yunlan's sleep is very shallow, and when the wind blows, he wakes up, and he usually has nightmares, but when he has nightmares, he sleeps very deeply. These things were discovered by Shen Shu at a young age. But at that time he couldn't do anything for Ye Yunlan, but now it's different.

So when he noticed that Ye Yunlan's body began to tremble slightly again, he stretched out his long arms and fished his master into his arms.

Ye Yunlan frowned tightly, his eyelashes kept trembling, his forehead was full of cold sweat.

Shen Shu hugged him and stroked his back again and again.

This action? It seems to work.

The trembling of the person in her arms gradually calmed down, and her breathing slowly became stable.

Shen Shu didn't know what could make Ye Yunlan so silent even in pain? People have been tortured by dreams over the years, he just held Ye Yunlan? and didn't let go.

There was no way to curl his hair comfortably in this posture, so he lowered his head and counted Ye Yunlan's eyelashes.

Count slowly one by one.

Counting that the person's eyelashes were slowly trembling? Opened, and his face was reflected in the slightly confused? Black eyes, and Shen Shu spoke.

"Good morning, Master."

A bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus almond lotus root powder is in front of you.

The bamboo cup is filled with amber-colored hot tea, and next to it is a soft sesame cake cushioned by bamboo leaves.

Ye Yunlan used to get up and eat early.

Warm lotus root flour is put into the abdomen, leaving a faint sweetness on the tip of the tongue.

The sesame cake is soft and delicious, with the fragrance of bamboo leaves. Hot tea is brewed from fried rice to warm the stomach and remove greasiness.

Ye Yunlan finished the last bite of the sesame cake, and said softly: "Very? Not bad."

Shen Shu supported him? Looking at him with his chin, he bends his eyes when he heard the words, and smiled: "Master, it's good if you like it."

The young man with blood-colored eyes smiled and looked at him. He did not have that hideous face, nor did he have a long-standing high position, the kind of **** and evil smell that was deposited on his body after being killed and seized. Ye Yunlan was in a daze for a while.

He was silent for a moment, and said: "You actually...do not need to do this for me. Spend more time in practice, improve yourself, and be a teacher? I will be happier."

Shen Shu: "Apprentice? I just love this, and I have never let go of my practice. Master does not have to worry about it."

Mozun had also told him that he had such a hobby.

But Ye Yunlan knew that Demon Venerable's cultivation of the Nine-Ranked Heavenly Demon's body caused the visual and taste to be different from that of ordinary people. It was actually very difficult to make normal food.

When he was in the devil's palace that year, he once had a fever. For the first time, Mozun personally cooked a bowl of porridge for him, but the taste was strangely unspeakable.

He only frowned when he was doing it, and slowly drank the porridge. The Demon Lord didn't know what he saw, and he didn't cook again after that.

Until later they went to exile in Central Continent, I don't know when they started, that man's cooking skills suddenly improved, no matter the staple food or dessert, it was able to make the index finger move.

Once, Mozun painted a sugar painting of a phoenix bathing in the flames using the technique of painting sugar people, and made a full box of apricot flower cakes, covered with red silk, to celebrate his birthday.

At that time, he had just recovered from his injuries in the Buddha Pagoda, and his spirit was still very unstable.

He stared at the painting for a while, and asked if the devil had spent a lot of time in it.

Mozun just smiled: "This hobby is like this. I always learn things very fast, and I also know what the immortal long?. These little things? You can see them once or twice."

He likes sweetness.

But his body at that time was not suitable for eating too many sweets. That is the birthday, the Demon Lord will make these many sweets for him. can not miss.

So after eating apricot flower cake, he picked up the sugar painting and licked it slowly.

The Demon Sovereign slowly watched him finish eating, and then asked?: "The immortal long knows, the phoenix nirvana?"

He does not speak.

After coming out of the Pagoda, talking makes him feel tired, thinking also makes him feel tired.

If there is a place where he can sleep, he doesn't care? Just lie down.

The Demon Lord didn't? I begged him to answer for sure, but continued.

"...Phoenix Nirvana, it means rebirth."

"Can the phoenix be reborn from Nirvana? Naturally, so can humans. The past returns to the past, and there is still a long way to go in the future." The devil helped him dry the sugar stains on his fingertips, and then took him into his arms. , Kissed his eyes, and said, "I want to see you flying in the sky, no longer bound by anyone or anything, and doing everything you want to do."

"You should be the freest in the world? Phoenix. My? Little Phoenix."

The memories seem to be still yesterday.

Ye Yunlan's hand holding the teacup suddenly tightened.

He said hoarsely: "The fried rice tea is too easy to get hot, Shen Shu, you can change a pot of chrysanthemum tea."

Some unreasonable demands.

However, Shen Shu was very hardworking, saying "Okay", and then picked up the teapot and went to the backyard to boil water.

When Shen Shu disappeared, Ye Yunlan couldn't help it anymore and coughed.

The pain in the chest is continuous, as dense as a needle.

He took out a piece of silk cloth, coughing lowly, the blood quickly fainted from the silk cloth.

In the past few days, he has coughed up blood more and more frequently. A trip to the Netherworld Secret Realm consumed too much of his energy, and even a slight emotional ups and downs would cause injuries.

He didn't want Shen Shu to know this.

The promised? Forever is too far, the past? The past is too long, he can even grasp? Now, there is not much.

The cough slowly subsided, he wiped the blood off his lips, put the blood-stained silk cloth into his arms, and slowly drank a sip of tea, drooping his brows and regaining his calmness.

It's just that his face is a little pale?.

As if nothing happened?.

Shen Shu is boiling water and making tea in the backyard.

But a shadow flew out from the inner room and merged into his feet.

The scene of Ye Yunlan coughing up blood came into his mind, the action of brewing chrysanthemum tea was slightly stiff, the smile on his face disappeared, and the **** eyes were dull as an abyss.

In the past few days, it was not the first time he saw Ye Yunlan coughing up blood.

The master of his family thought that he was hiding it very well, but it was not as good. Everything in this bamboo building was firmly in his eyes, and there was not an inch left.

In order to find a way to heal his injuries, he had searched the books in the Zongmen Library, and even searched for the memories of the Demon Lord sealed in his mind.

But still did not find a suitable solution.

And because of that memory split, another consciousness is also active because of this, just like at this time-"He is too injured and has no repairs to protect the body. Any way to unlock the seal and forcibly remove the sacred fire? Metropolis? Causes his meridians to rupture and immediately die. Only the extradition of double cultivation can save his life."

The devil's voice is full of evil spirits and bewitching.

"You dare not, is it because you are afraid? You are afraid that you can't bear the burning of the divine fire, so you dare not save your heart and soul? Master?"

"But you clearly know that, as long as? According to my method, go to the bottom of the Demon Abyss and refine it into a Nine-turn Celestial Demon Body, a mere sacred fire, how can we fail?"

"Your body has absorbed all the devilish energy in the Nether Secret Realm, and now you still want to go back to the path, it is already difficult. Our master still doesn't know, you have been hesitating, are you afraid that he will be disappointed in you?"

"Enough." Shen Shu let out a low growl.

"Master promised that if I no longer use the power in my body and practice quietly, I will stay with me forever, and I want to stay with him as he wishes, so that he will not be vulgar. Tired, live smoothly?..."

"—Then look at? He is dead?" Demon Lord asked?.

Shen Shu was silent.

The hand holding the teapot became tighter and tighter.

Ye Yunlan is waiting for Shen Shu to make tea.

The wind bell at the door suddenly rang.

Before he got up, the door opened slightly.

A man dressed in white crane cloak stood at the door. There are still peach blossom petals on his shoulders, and the hem of the always white Cranecloak is also stained with mud, with white hair and a high crown, and his cool and handsome face looks like frozen ice.

Jun Qiyun.

One of the people that Ye Yunlan doesn't want to see most in this life?

He felt the pain in his chest seemed to faintly surface again, accompanied by the unspeakable phantom pain. That kind of pain, even if hundreds of years have passed, is still entangled in his dreams, and it lasts for a long time. Is it one of the sources of his nightmares over the years.

"What are you doing here?" He said blankly.

When speaking, he still sat in front of the case without any thoughts of getting up to meet him.

This is very impolite. Also very disrespectful.

Few people in the world are so presumptuous in front of Lord Qiyun.

But Jun Qiyun didn't say anything, he just stepped forward to Ye Yunlan, then took out an object from his arms, bent over and placed it on the table in front of him.

It is a black jade.

A piece of Mo Jade that had been broken into pieces, but was carefully glued together piece by piece.

Ye Yunlan looked down and didn't reach for it.

"Sect Master's move, what is it? Thinking?" He asked?. The voice is extremely cold.

Jun Qiyun was silent for a while, and said: "This is your stuff, you should put it away."

Ye Yunlan: "I remember that the Sect Master said that this jade is the only one in the world. It is a Sect Master's token. It will not belong to me. Now the Sect Master says that he is mine, which is a bit ridiculous."

Jun Qiyun was silent for a little longer before he said hoarsely: "I confessed the wrong person, calculated the wrong cause and effect, and... destroyed the wrong jade."

He has no desire and mercilessness throughout his life, he is extremely good at kendo, and has never admitted his faults to anyone.

It was his first time for Ye Yunlan.

He has never regretted anything.

But the one who destroyed himself for the first time? Moyu, piece by piece, was glued together finely.

He said: "Now that the jade is returned to you, the cause and effect I owe you will definitely be returned to you."

Ye Yunlan: "A piece of broken jade, what do I want? It?"