Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

"Yangye..." Shui Wufeng focused on the young man, lowered his head, but found that the Taoist couple's eyelashes were wet, and his body was curled up, as if he had dreamed of something sad, looking extremely vulnerable and helpless.

Shui Wufeng anxiously wiped off the drops of water between the eyelashes of the sect leader, and wanted to wake him up, but he couldn't.

Was Yang Ye looking at it in a dream, or...was his consciousness back to the past in a coma?Shui Wufeng looked at the young man, his eyes were more distressed than before... Dear... Are you there now?

After the accident happened this time, it didn't last long. Only a few days later, the boy's body erupted with a red light again.

Aurora came to the world twice, and people in the ancient gods were panicking, and they were all guessing the reason. The fortunes of the four states and eight seas are fixed, and there can only be one spirit master who is above the fortunes of the heavens and the earth. The battle is constantly undercurrent, the aurora... could it be that someone is seeking the position of the spirit master, plotting a different method...

The frightening aurora came from the direction of Shui Wufeng's mansion, and all the sub-spirit masters affected by it became suspicious. Shui Wufeng has a high level of cultivation and mysterious contacts, and has always been feared by the gods. In order to protect themselves, all it takes is a suspicion, and a crowd of crusades will rise up.

"Spiritual objects are originally transformed by extreme desire, so it is not surprising that they will use any means in order to ascend to the throne..."

"The different light came from his mansion, if it wasn't him... who else could it be?"

"He wants to kill us, so is it possible for us to sit still and let him run amok?"

"If such a crooked person who has mastered different methods and mind skills becomes a spirit master, won't the world be destroyed by his atrocities?! The current plan is to kill this spirit quickly, and return me to peace and happiness in four states and eight seas! "

Without proof, a group of gods who were affected spoke out their words of justice, and within a few days, they gathered their hearts and attacked the mansion of the spirit.

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South of the Eight Seas, on Lingdao

The red light fluctuates between the halls and pavilions, like satin and red gauze dancing around.

In the quiet and elegant main hall, a handsome young man dressed in gray was sitting on a square couch, with a demon much taller than him lying in his arms.

The monster's handsome and unruly head was pressed on the young man's lap, and he frowned slightly. His body was covered in blood, which stained the clothes of the two of them, and also stained the square couch where they were sitting.

The young man helped him heal his wounds in a daze, but the misty red glow surrounded the two of them, and the monster's aura was locked by the red glow, constantly being eroded.

After struggling to heal a wound, the young man turned his eyes and saw more ulcers... He shook his hands and covered it again...

It can't be cured... It can't be cured at all...

For the first time, the breath of the monster became so weak, the boy felt empty in his chest, as if his heart had been taken out, and he was doing everything in a numb manner.

A fester touched the veins of the heart, and the breath of the monster quickly weakened. The boy opened his mouth, and tears flowed out of his eyes unconsciously...

"Don't...Wufeng...I won't cry, I'll be good...don't scare me..." The young man wiped away his tears with a trembling voice, with a frightened expression as if he was experiencing the collapse of the sky, holding him tightly in his arms A monster that cannot be embraced.

The sound of the monster's heartbeat reached his ears, and his wavering mood was strengthened...

I don't need anything in exchange for staying in this world, but except you... I stay here for you.

Wufeng... I don't have to go out, don't eat sweets, don't go to see lanterns, don't be busy... I can also not be hugged and rubbed by you, not accompanied by you, not pampered by you, I like, want I don't need everything... Wufeng... I don't even want you to please me...

You must be alive, I go back, even if I can only look at you through a mirror, I am afraid that you will be hurt... Wufeng... I am afraid that you will die...

"Wufeng...I like you so much, I really like you...I can be obedient by myself, don't forget me..." The young man raised his head and kissed Shui Wufeng reluctantly, his movements were jerky but he tried his best expressing his obsession.

The soft lips and tongue stuck into the bloody mouth, a few drops of hot water dripped on the face, Shui Wufeng frowned, opened his eyes and saw that the boy was letting go of his repulsion and resistance to Hongmang little by little , the soft face was stained with tears, which made people feel distressed.

He raised his blood-stained hand to wipe away the tears on the little guy's face, but as if his eyes were dazzled, Shui Wufeng watched the boy in his heart disappear before his eyes.

"My heart..." Shui Wufeng called out hoarsely, but the young man did not appear, his voice echoed in the hall, and no one answered, he propped himself up and searched for someone, with never-before-seen bewilderment in his eyes.

After a few breaths, the sound of the guard barrier outside the numerous palaces being impacted entered his ears, but it did not cause any change in his mood. The monster stared blankly at the body that had been stained red by his own blood A small white quilt that was worn... The devilishness in the eyes burst into the bones, and they grew to an unprecedented terrifying level, and their mind was a little confused.

"Dear...I'm not good...I didn't protect you well..." The seriously injured monster clutched the quilt tightly and murmured hoarsely. More bright red.

There was a lot of breath coming in from outside, which disturbed the power of the hall, forcing him to cough up a mouthful of blood, and the heavenly punishment rotted into his heart and lungs. His voice was so hoarse that it almost didn't sound like a human voice, with a gentleness that fell into madness: "Wait I'll go find you... I can protect you by becoming a spirit master...don't be afraid...wait for me...it won't be too long...wait for me to find you..."

The young man who was dragged back to the Zhuju exhausted his spiritual energy and curled up unconsciously in front of the bronze mirror. Shui Wufeng looked at himself who was buried by the magic breath countless years ago through the mirror, and felt a headache. The long memory stung him , triggering the demon nature to tumbling and restless, the eyes that were flickering with Buddha's light on the left were also infiltrated with black lights... Within a few breaths, the headache became more and more painful, and the mind was affected, as if going crazy with the memory.

"Wufeng...I'm cold..." The adult man's sickly hoarse voice and the young boy's soft voice resounded softly on top of each other, grabbing his mind for a moment.

His body, which had always been cold in his arms, suddenly warmed up strangely, and he felt a little hot through his clothes.

Feng Yangye is like a comatose teenager in front of the bronze mirror, his pale face is flushed with sickness, his lips are dry, and there are tears in the corners of his eyes, he muttered in a trance: "Wufeng..."

"Don't be afraid, good boy... I'm here," Shui Wufeng patted the Taoist couple's back in a panic, and found that Feng Yangye's eyes were red and swollen from crying, he was afraid that rubbing his hands would hurt people, He leaned over and kissed the corner of his sweetheart's eyes lightly.

The consciousness of the monster spread across Feng Yangye's body, watching the red rays flowing in the meridians radiate heat and wash over his Taoist companion's body, as if they were washing the marrow, and even Fuxi stayed on the back after the force was run over The imprints of the formations have been impacted and are slowly fading.