Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

"You know I won't care..." The peeled eardrums and gouged out eyes couldn't heal, Shui Wufeng spoke in Feng Yangye's mind, and he held up the shocking picture Face, kissed the torn eye sockets, Feng Yangye's lips were tightly pressed to reveal nervous emotions, and the monster kissed the tight corner of the mouth: "I like Yang Ye, but it won't take long, I will I will get Yoshino's eyes back."

Shui Wufeng has not found the exact location where Human Sovereign is hiding... But there will be a chance, that person will show his breath when he is crossing the catastrophe, and then he will owe him everything, one by one. When he came back, let him return to Feng Yangye thousands of times.

"Um..."

When Shui Wufeng accepted the Taoist couple's lips and teeth, Feng Yangye made some noises involuntarily, and the two souls in Shui Wufeng's body trembled, and he hastily suppressed the scorching heat that was about to raise his head. ...can't scare his little one.

In order to restrain his interest, Shui Wufeng let go of his fragrant, soft and weak tongue. He has a Buddha soul, and his self-control ability is stronger than before. After indulging in pleasure-seeking would not hurt the other party, the reality is that there are more such troubles.

Judging from Feng Yangye's current situation, many things should not be acted rashly. His spiritual consciousness has been in his own sea of ​​consciousness for several days. Except for a few kisses, he dare not even touch him lavishly. This is afraid that his heart will cry out. How is it possible? really do something...

Feng Yangye's face turned slightly red, and his lips were extremely red from being bitten. The face without eyes has a strange broken beauty, and Shui Wufeng carefully traced that face with his eyes.The head of the sect buried his head again, lying listlessly in his arms, he hugged him helplessly and frowned.

One night after more than a month, the head of the two empty eye sockets was blocked by a gauze belt on his face, leaning sideways on Shui Wufeng's arms. The two sat on the roof. The monster's eyes were not pitch black, but There was a faint golden glow, and the unruly magic in his expression was gone. He was so detached and indifferent that it was hard to get close to him, and he was full of an aura of solitude... Maybe he shouldn't be called a demon at this time, but a Buddha.

Yuehua was attracted by the Buddha's light to refine it into essence, and he patiently poured it into Feng Yangye's body in small strands.

The dantian of Feng Yangye's broken alchemy is very strange... like a bottomless pit, the energy that has been swallowed will soon disappear, and the body can't gather spiritual power. This is the case before the spiritual consciousness returns to the body, and it doesn't get better after returning to the body.

Shui Wufeng tirelessly changed methods and tried many times to import spiritual power, not to mention re-condensing the golden core, even if he accumulated a little bit of spiritual energy inside, he couldn't do it.Without spiritual power, he is a mortal... Feng Yangye's spiritual consciousness has always been nourished by him with spiritual power, and his longevity will not be hindered, but if the body continues like this, it will decay and rot within a hundred years.

Is Fuxi playing tricks again?Or is it because the Taoist companion is only able to survive now because he doesn't want to make him feel sad?

Shui Wufeng, who is dominated by the Buddha soul, stared at the gauze on the Taoist couple's face in meditation. He used his slender fingers to pull the gauze apart, revealing the empty eye sockets under the brow bone. He didn't like Feng Yangye covering his face. But the Taoist partner himself didn't want to show the horrific scars... He didn't want to reject his darling and force Feng Yangye to return to this body, he had exhausted all he could to be tough on this person.

He just wanted Feng Yangye to live a good life, but it was so difficult.Shui Wufeng doesn't know what can make his Taoist partner a little bit interested, make him willing to practice hard, let him put away the self-blame that he doesn't care about other things at all...

Even if the devil just wants him to smile a little more and say a word, it is very difficult... You obviously liked to laugh so much before, how long will you be like this?Yono...

There was a sudden wind blowing around, and it rained heavily in the clear sky and bright moon, Shui Wufeng stopped to guide Yuehua, he got up and jumped off the roof with the man in his arms.

The water vapor in the rain became thicker, and the fear of the deeper water made Feng Yangye short of breath. Many scary scenes appeared in the dream, and a ray of red light flashed across his dantian in the mood swings.At this time, the Buddha's light had already blocked the surrounding rain and moisture, the nightmare dissipated, the master breathed steadily, and the red glow disappeared.

Shui Wufeng didn't notice the momentary movement of Taoist dantian, but he clearly felt a subtle sword cry from Fengtianjian in his body... This is an artifact that he has subdued and refined for 200 years without a single compromise , just now the sword intent sounded as if it had found its master, but it was only a very weak one, and the spirit inside quieted down.

It is rumored that the West Pole Artifact that will not recognize its owner, the reaction just now can be said to be a bit appalling...

Shui Wufeng frowned, the sound of heavy rain had woken up the person in his arms, and the Buddha's light pervading his body made Feng Yangye shrink back in confusion and timidly.

Reluctance flashed in the eyes of the Buddha soul, and he retreated to the second place. The devil soul floated out, raised his big hand and rubbed Feng Yangye's head, coaxing people to cling to him stupidly.

The Taoist couple stuck close to him, but Shui Wufeng, who was led by the demon soul, did not show joy. He could tell that Feng Yangye didn't like his other self... But sooner or later, he would take out the one in the Fengtian Sword. A piece of magic bone, complete the fusion of two souls, and the fused self...will the Taoist partner like it?

Even if the Buddha Soul can take the second place in order to make Feng Yangye feel at ease, but fusion is fusion, and the primary and secondary cannot be clearly defined. He will no longer be a pure demon...he will become the one who has existed for hundreds of years. The spirit master who just disappeared, he can't remember what kind of person he really is...

"Om..." Changxuan's red halberd trembled in the Qiankun bag. Shui Wufeng took a look and saw that one of the many souls inside had woken up... He smiled lightly. Guys should be happy.

Rong Ning, who woke up from his coma, glanced at his translucent hand, looked around in a daze, and saw the souls of many brothers from the same school. The space they were in was very strange. It's so big, there's no end to it.

When Rong Ning was stunned, he would think back to the scene before he passed out. His master personally stabbed the long sword into his chest, cut his internal organs, shattered his dantian, and even gouged out his eyes... the last part of his body As if crushed, his soul wandered helplessly on the fragmented body and was about to disperse at any time... Then?It seems to see a red light...

Am I dead?This is where?

Master killed me...Rong Ning resisted this thought, horrific images rolled in his mind...All his senior brothers were killed by Feng Yangye...There is not a single intact body...Why did Master kill us?

"A-Ning..." A familiar voice sounded, Rong Ning turned around, and saw a man running towards him with no spiritual fluctuations, he subconsciously panicked and wanted to retreat.

The other party's thin body and the hollow eye sockets faintly exposed under the light-colored gauze made his heart ache, Master will not, Master will not harm me, someone must want to harm Master.Rong Ning condensed his soul and opened his hands to catch Feng Yangye... The person who was slightly taller than him was extraordinarily light, as if holding a handful of bones in his arms, touching with a trembling hand. Rubbing his head, his voice was dry and hoarse: "I'm sorry... Master, I'm sorry Aning... I'm sorry..."

Rong Ning's eyes turned red, and he choked up and said, "Master, I know it's not you, it must not be you, you wouldn't treat me like that... I've been waiting for you for a long time, please don't leave in the future, okay? I have practiced hard , I'm not angry with you anymore...I don't blame you, I'm just afraid...It hurts so much when I die...Master, I'm afraid..."

"Don't be afraid, Ah Ning is not afraid..." Feng Yangye paused for a while and comforted him dryly. He really wanted to tell Rong Ning that he had to protect him...but he found that he couldn't even protect himself. He is just a mortal with no spiritual power, without Shui Wufeng he is nothing, he can't see or hear, he can't do anything except curl up in the arms of his Taoist partner... The feeling of powerlessness aroused some of his feelings. The will to survive, if he can't survive, if he can't cultivate, he will not only be unable to protect his disciples, but will also drag down his Taoist companion... Shui Wufeng's figure crossed the apex of his heart several times, making his heart palpitations, fear I have dragged this person down...