Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

Shui Wufeng's hand slipped down to hold that face, it's hard to describe how deep he felt at that moment just now... This person... is too easily broken.

The devil looked at the man as if lost in thought, hesitating about something.

"Twelve..." Feng Yangye looked at the wrinkled eyebrows of the Taoist couple, and fell into his arms, worrying about Shui Wufeng's affairs: "I know you have opened your seal, and there are many things to do in the future. My father left it to me, I only have this relic...I can't let anything happen here, if you leave..."

"Yangye can stay here and wait for me..." Shui Wufeng suppressed what he was thinking just now, and first responded to Feng Yangye to make people feel at ease.

"I don't want to wait for you..."

Shui Wufeng frowned and lowered his head when he heard the Taoist companion's words, he thought that Feng Yangye had already relied on him enough...

While he was pondering, Xianxiu raised his hand to support his neck, got up and kissed him hard, and looked at him firmly: "I will accompany you, I will accompany you wherever you go, don't leave me ...I will not be a burden, Twelve, to me, you are more important than others, except for the lives of disciples and elders of Fengshenzong, I can give you everything, and so can my life."

"...Yono is willing to die with me?"

"Well, even if there is no afterlife, I won't let you disappear alone, I will accompany you," Feng Yangye made his decision early in the morning when he decided to keep Chijiri to help him conceal his identity.

He knew that there was something wrong with Shui Wufeng that he couldn't just sit back and ignore it. It was the only peace in his life. He can't let himself not protect this monster, Feng Shenzong can keep the whole family without him like this, if he gets it, he has to give up, Feng Yangye still understands.

"Would you like to form a bond with me?"

Feng Yangye nodded, and sent the three souls that framed the sea and spiritual consciousness to the devil. He thought that Shui Wufeng would make a pact with him, a common soul-merging contract between Taoist couples, and promise love in this life.

The other party's impossibly powerful spiritual sense was wrapped around him, and Xianxiu felt a little hesitation in the content of the soul contract, "Twelve..."

"Don't be afraid...Yang Ye knows, there will be no one to please me anymore," there will be no second person in this world, when the devil wants to make a soul bond and promise to live and die together in this life, he will speak first I want to risk my life to accompany him, "I'm alive, and nothing will happen to you. If I die, Yang Ye is willing to die too... isn't it?"

The words uttered from the devil's mouth seem to be biased towards himself, but Feng Yangye knows that this soul contract...is very unfair to Shui Wufeng, and Feng Yangye dies, and he will die with him. Xiaoxiu, who had reached the top of the golden core, actually wanted to take the life of a demon who could be compared to the ancient golden fairy to accompany him when he passed away.

The soul contract cannot be rejected, it has already been concluded in the depths of the soul, Feng Yangye noticed more details of the contract, all of which are in favor of him, Shui Wufeng even made a promise to change his mind, body and soul in this life.

"Twelve..." Feng Yangye stared blankly at the Taoist couple who felt closer after forming the soul contract, and said something stupid: "You lost..."

"If you don't pay, you are worth it," Shui Wufeng knew what Xianxiu wanted most. If he could give Feng Yangye peace in this life, he would be his forever. Whatever you desire the most is worth it.

Going to the seal and forming a soul contract...some things...seems like it's time to do it...

He approached the ruddy lips of some Taoist couples, recalling the soft and delicate touch of the kiss that passed quickly just now, wishing to roll up the fragrance of medicine around him into his belly, and imprison Feng Yangye in his arms forever.

For the first time after the bond was formed, the spiritual consciousness and the physical body were closely entangled at the same time. Shui Wufeng sank into the peaceful and beautiful feeling, feeling his Taoist partner's still jerky kissing skills, gently licking that slippery little tongue. Bite and lick gently...

If there is Feng Yangye, then there is nothing else... It doesn't matter...

An ancient monster whose destiny is greed, stuck in this lingering scene, experiencing what is satisfaction... The raw and cold breath suddenly rushed into his mind, breaking all the tranquility—it was a familiar premonition.

The picture only flashed in his mind but it was clear and real. He saw in a strange forest, in front of a bamboo house, he was sitting with his head bowed, Feng Yangye was leaning against his arms, the soft couch was like a piece of unraveled fabric, dying Smiling, whispering something to him... The faint breath of life is like a cloud that is about to disperse at any time...

"Yangye..." Shui Wufeng suddenly opened his eyes...he had this kind of premonition...when the same icy breath appeared that time, he predicted that he would be trapped for tens of thousands of years...why... Why did he still die in his arms after having formed a soul bond?

"Twelve, what's the matter?" Feng Yangye looked up at the devil who suddenly pressed him tightly on his broad chest, and found that deep panic was engraved on that sharp face, "Wufeng... …are you uncomfortable?"

"Yangye, promise me, no matter what, don't take off the soul bond on your body...promise me," Shui Wufeng firmly held Xianxiu's shoulder.

Feng Yangye was pinched in pain, and nodded his head vigorously: "Don't worry, the soul bond cannot be removed after it is formed. Are you too anxious to come back? Are you sure there is no problem with the seal?"

"Yangye..." Shui Wufeng looked down at that handsome face, he still couldn't suppress his beating heart, his reason was even temporarily put down, all of that was meaningless without this person.

"From today onwards, don't leave me a single step," Shui Wufeng's voice was full of magic for the first time, deep and hoarse, with a faint repetition and an irresistible sense of command.

Feng Yangye stared blankly at him for a while, leaned forward and kissed the devil again, and smiled with his white teeth showing, "Twelve... After the soul bond is formed, will you not despise me anyway? I have been worried for a long time Now, do you know that I like to cling to you?"

Shui Wufeng calmed down a bit, hugged the body that was extremely thin and soft to him, and let Feng Yangye lay on his shoulders.

No one saw that cold and stern face with blood-stained eyes, when he felt the freshness of life in his arms at the moment, he showed An Xia's faint smile, full of inexpressible joy, love and cherishment , even the voice was so soft that it seemed to be floating, for fear of shattering the tranquility of the mist that had returned: "Yangye, my boy... I won't let you get into trouble."

"I will try my best not to let you have trouble," Feng Yangye patted the Taoist companion's back lightly, and could only understand all this as the result of the initial knot of the soul contract or the revelation of the demonic nature after the Taoist companion's seal was opened.

Zhang Danmo, who was sitting in his room, activated the formation at this time, Shui Wufeng felt the abnormal movement of the phantom formation on his wrist, and the panic that did not dissipate turned into anger... Now no matter who has such a sliver of hurt, Yang Ye's thoughts are enough to make him full of hostility.

"Twelve..." Feng Yangye felt that the surrounding scene suddenly changed into another realm, and his body changed from kneeling on the bed to being hugged by someone, and he subconsciously hugged him tightly during the ups and downs Taoist companion, shoulders retracted, appearing to be even thinner.

"Don't be afraid," Shui Wufeng caressed that back with incredible gentleness, as if caring for a young child.

"Is this Mo'er's yard?" Feng Yangye was confused when he recognized the place, what did Daoist couple bring him here?

Shui Wufeng didn't say too much, but led the people straight into the room, without opening a door, they went straight through.

The two appeared in the bedroom with almost no movement. The gloomy young man closed his eyes, revealing the formation in front of his chest, holding the jade sword in his hand, and was casting a spell.

Feng Yangye looked at the two formations of golden light, his expression gradually became ugly, "Mo'er... what are you doing?"