Fast time travel: The host takes his life and frantically teases and criticizes the villain

"Is your hand hurt?"

Ling Jiuxuan's sharp eyes saw Cheng Yan's palm hanging by his side glowing dark red, and immediately retracted all the flames. For a while, the air was filled with the smell of burnt ashes.

Cheng Yan shrank his hands back, and said in a flat tone, "It's okay."

Ling Jiuxuan pursed his lips, trying to hide it, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to see it.

Pulling his hand in front of him, looking at the burned palm, Ling Jiuxuan frowned fiercely.

Cheng Yan wanted to take his hand back, but the other party held it tightly and healed without saying a word.

Soon, his palm returned to its original state, but the palm lines disappeared.

Ling Jiuxuan couldn't help being a little dazed.

Just like the life belonging to Cheng Yan's body, it ended a month ago.

"It doesn't really hurt." Cheng Yan raised his eyebrows, retracted his hand, and said lightly.

'It's nothing compared to your choice to die. '

Ling Jiuxuan closed his eyes, the more he heard the importance of "Ling Jiuxuan" in his heart, the less he dared to listen.

In the past life, the only expectation that person had for him was to become stronger, stronger.

But in the heart of this person in front of him, he hopes Ling Jiuxuan is alive more than anyone else.

Yes, even when he first came to this world and was shackled and tortured by him, he never felt any hatred in his heart.

"Why are you coming back?"

Ling Jiuxuan lowered his voice and drooped his eyelids, as if he didn't expect an answer.

Cheng Yan narrowed his eyes, Ling Jiuxuan, who had died once, seemed to have changed a lot.

It might not have changed, the original owner never cared what kind of person he was.

Cheng Yan glanced to one side, and said in a teasing tone, "You just ejected me, I'm very embarrassed."

Ling Jiuxuan raised his eyelids, of course he didn't believe this argument.

He stared deeply into the other person's eyes, his eyes full of complex expressions, "You should want me to die, I didn't know your identity before, you should hate me."

"Yes, these things can't just be left alone." Cheng Yan nodded in agreement, "Your life is mine now, you better recognize your own status."

"what do I need to do?"

Cheng Yan turned his face in surprise, seeing Ling Jiuxuan's serious expression, coughed weakly, and stretched out his hand: "Give me the Yuyuan Sword."

A long sword about 1.6 meters soon appeared in his hand. The red-gold scabbard was carved with exquisite reliefs. Looking closely, it seemed to be some kind of mysterious rune.

Cheng Yan's eyes lit up, and he pulled out his sword to pull a few sword flowers, his surprise was beyond words.

'Good sword! '

Cheng Yan, who came across a good sword, could not suppress his addiction to swords, and immediately flew a few meters away to dance the sword.

The ashes in the air danced under the sword, the long sword pierced through the air, the sword light was sharp and cold, and the undisguised majestic sword intent set off tremors wherever it went.

Ling Jiuxuan's gaze moved with Cheng Yan's movements, so focused that he didn't even notice it.

The man was dressed in a black and gold robe, and the long sword seemed to be one in his hand. The blade mirror was as bright as water, shining coldly.

The ruins were shrouded in haze, full of destruction and collapse. He seemed to be the ruler in the ruins. His sword moves had an indifferent and cruel beauty. Palpitating light.

Suddenly, with a shock of sword energy, all the ashes in the air turned into dust.

After the dance, the man stood on the spot with his sword in hand. The cold glow of the sword was reflected on his face, outlining a deep outline.

Ling Jiuxuan's breathing was a little short, and his eyes on Cheng Yan became more and more fanatical.

He had never seen Cheng Yan like this before, which made him feel that they were the same kind of people.

Same kind, what a rare vocabulary.

Feeling Ling Jiuxuan's fiery eyes, Cheng Yan's lips curled up slightly, and he turned around with his sword drawn.

'Praise me, praise me! '

Ling Jiuxuan pursed his lips tightly, for fear of letting out a smile.

Cheng Yan's face was calm, and he was a little puzzled when he saw his sudden serious appearance.

Just as I was about to say something, I heard him say: "No. [-] in the world, and it deserves it."

Cheng Yan was stunned, the short eight words kept echoing in his mind, and his nose felt sour.

2000 years ago, Fu Xu said exactly the same thing.

That was the first time he was crowned No. [-] in the world. From then on, he took the title of No. [-] in the world and never failed.

Seeing Cheng Yan froze, Ling Jiuxuan thought that he thought he was talking about the original Cheng Yan and was about to explain when he heard his heartfelt voice.

'The word number one in the world is indeed the most reliable I've heard from you. '

Ling Jiuxuan swallowed the words in his mouth, and asked instead: "You knew me before?"

Cheng Yan raised his eyebrows, "Not only do we know each other, but we are also married."

Seeing Ling Jiuxuan's appearance like thunder, Cheng Yan smiled, stepped forward and patted his face lightly: "We are destined to be together."

After speaking, Cheng Yan admired Ling Jiuxuan's sluggish appearance for a while, and walked away contentedly holding the sword.

Ling Jiuxuan stopped, his eyes closely followed the man's back, something flashed in front of his eyes, but it was too fleeting to capture it.

It's strange, these words are obviously teasing him, but my heart can't help it speeding up.

Ling Jiuxuan stroked his heart with his big hand, and slowly frowned.

It took a long time before he raised his foot to catch up with the figure in front of him.

When he came to the exit of the secret realm, Ling Jiuxuan broke the barrier with the Taixu pen without saying a word.

After walking out of the mysterious realm of bones, Ling Jiuxuan glanced at Cheng Yan sideways. How did he break through the barrier to find him in a short period of time?

Cheng Yan is really a person full of surprises everywhere.

"I'm hungry, I'm going to eat." Cheng Yan stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, "Did you hear that?"

Ling Jiuxuan stared at that handsome face, lowered his eyes slightly, and gave a low "hmm".

Sensing the dangerous atmosphere nearby, Ling Jiuxuan immediately took Cheng Yan back to Yipinzhai.

The second after the two left, a gray-haired old man appeared on the spot.

The patriarch of the Ling family saw that he was a step late, his eyes turned cold, and he flung his sleeves to chase after him.

In the private room of Tianzihao, Ling Jiuxuan served someone a table full of delicious dishes, but he just watched.

In fact, Cheng Yan can be as bigu as Ling Jiuxuan, but he has lived for 2000 years, and he has never given up except practicing swords and eating.

Eating five grains is also a kind of practice.

"It's delicious, try it?" Cheng Yan picked up a piece of braised eggplant for him, with hope in his eyes.

Ling Jiuxuan hesitated as he looked at the delicious eggplant in the bowl.

He has not eaten human food for more than 500 years, and he has forgotten what it is like.

He should have thought a long time ago, how could this person be the same person even when he was in such an unbearable situation and could still think about eating.

Seeing Cheng Yan feasting, Ling Jiuxuan's appetite was also whetted, he hesitated for a long time, and picked up the chopsticks.

"How?" Cheng Yan looked at him expectantly.

Ling Jiuxuan savored the taste of eggplant, nodded slightly, "Not bad."

Cheng Yan's smile became brighter, "It's delicious."

Ling Jiuxuan didn't move his chopsticks anymore, and Cheng Yan didn't care about him, he only cared about eating happily.

Suddenly, Ling Jiuxuan's eyes darkened, and then a voice full of air exploded——

"Where is Cheng Yan? This old man is here to ask you to die!"