Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

Foxiu's heart tightened, seeing that Feng Yangye was still alienated from him, he couldn't restrain the emptiness and anxiety, even if he knew he should give Feng Yangye time to adapt, he still couldn't restrain it.

He didn't want this little guy to alienate him for a second, he wanted Feng Yangye to lie in his arms with peace of mind when he hugged him tightly, he wanted Feng Yangye's attachment and intimacy... Urgent want to...

As the mood gradually arose, the demon soul also began to throb. As the two souls gradually merged, he could also feel the strong feeling of the Buddha soul. he.

Shui Wufeng looked at the handsome and thin face of the person in his arms, tried hard to find the emotion on it but couldn't find the ardor he longed for, his heart contracted violently a few times, and the right eye seeped black devilish energy, It's like a pool of abyss is placed in the eyes.

Feng Yangye was picked up, holding his face in his big hands, Shui Wufeng leaned over, his breathing was hot, his voice was dry and hoarse but very gentle, with an imperceptible subtle repeating sound: "Dear..."

The arm around his waist was too tight, which made him a little hurt. Feng Yangye leaned his face in the palm of the Taoist companion's hand and didn't say a word. Nostalgia and tension.

Enduring Shui Wufeng, who hadn't stripped his Taoist companion's clothes and forcibly possessed him just now, his eyes gradually calmed down his desire. Because of the strong restlessness, the fusion of the two souls in his body seemed to be a little tighter, and the inner demon of Fengtian Sword The bone hadn't been taken out yet, and his body couldn't bear the force brought by the fusion, and some cracks appeared on his back, which spread to his neck and were covered by him.

"Twelve..." Feng Yangye lay on top of him, clingy as always, and seemed to comfort him, patting Shui Wufeng's back lightly: "Twelve, I won't make you unhappy, I'm sorry ..."

Without the slightest cultivation base, enlightenment is very difficult, and the spiritual consciousness is nourished by the Taoist companion, blindly dragging people down... If it still makes him unhappy, will the Taoist companion sooner or later get bored?Feng Yangye had been suppressing this kind of worry in his heart before, and after going through all kinds of things, his uselessness was proved over and over again, and this kind of worry became more and more obvious.

He has always been afraid that he is useless at all, Shui Wufeng gave him too much sense of security, it seems that everything revolves around him, but it makes him afraid... Twelve is so good, so worthy of being loved , Why on earth should I be so pleased by him?Why let him blindly pay for himself?There are too many people in this world who are better than me...

So even though he wanted to find a Taoist companion and renew his soul bond when he was tortured by Fuxi's confinement, he didn't mention it again when he faced Shui Wufeng every day... As long as he can stick to his Taoist companion every day, it's good. Once I have cultivated myself, I can wait until I can stand beside my Taoist companion to help him, and then form a soul bond.

Shui Wufeng caressed his hair, felt the Taoist couple's attachment as before and felt at ease, but he didn't know how to get rid of the Taoist couple's worries. He had already felt Feng Yangye's thoughts, but no matter how much he loved this There is no way for anyone to prove that he really will never leave him no matter what, and will never get bored with him, "Yang Ye, good boy...you didn't make me unhappy." Yang Ye get better soon, I want to see you like you again I used to laugh like that...

Feng Yangye's painful waist and abdomen were loosened a bit, but he was still tightly attached, not wanting to leave Shui Wufeng's body.He was obviously still a little tired, and he didn't dare to sleep anymore... The feeling of fear that it was just a dream came back again. The world brought him too much pain, and the beauty seemed illusory. He was like a broken body. People, sticking together little by little, with broken lines all over his body, let Shui Wufeng take care of him in every possible way, so that his will gradually recover after being tortured to death, and it is really too difficult to completely return to his previous appearance.

"Yangye...can I sing for you?" Shui Wufeng suddenly asked softly while sitting among the branches of an ancient tree with the sleepless man in his arms.

Feng Yangye paused, since he was a child... it seems that no one has ever sung to him.

In the silent forest field, gusts of wind swayed the luxuriant leaves, and the deep and melodious voice accompanied by the sound of rustling, sang a gentle and melodious ditty. Feng Yangye couldn't understand the language used in this ancient tune. But Shui Wufeng's voice made him feel very quiet.

The anxiety in his heart was soothed by the ups and downs of the gentle tune, he yawned slowly, Shui Wufeng patted his back lightly, and kept singing that ancient tune...

He didn't remember when he had heard this piece of music. He suddenly thought of it when his soul merged... It seemed to be the language of a certain tribe in ancient times... The whole piece of music was very quiet, slowly telling the story of a man who is willing to be his lover Dedicated to the fiery passion of life...

The song was sung twice, the thin snoring sounded again in the bosom, and the a cappella turned into a softer humming. At the same time, the two souls who dominated the body hugged their beloved treasure together, their eyes full of tenderness.

His slender body leaned against the tree trunk, Shui Wufeng closed his eyes and raised his head to continue humming, with little fluorescent bugs flying around, the breeze and the rustling of leaves in the woods continued, making people feel peaceful don't want to leave...

After three or four hours, at dawn

Shui Wufeng took Feng Yangye's hand and walked in the forest, letting him exercise his heart and bones appropriately, but he refused to let go of his hand. Based on past experience, not only could he not let go, but he had to hold on tightly, and even more so. Always wrap it with spiritual power just in case.

After walking for a while, when Shui Wufeng was considering whether to hug his Taoist companion again, the trees in front of him suddenly became sparse... A lake that was exactly the same as the Linghu Lake that he saw yesterday appeared in front of him, even the edge of the water Fuxi's dried blood was all there.

The two never changed direction, that is to say... this is a place surrounded by enchantment.

For a cycle, there must be a cycle node. Looking at this environment, the most suspicious thing is the lake in front of you.

Shui Wufeng controlled the spiritual power to enter the water, the lake trembled for a while as if it was boiling, and suddenly splashed into the sky, countless water balls hung high in the air, Feng Yangye looked at this scene, was afraid of the water and at the same time marveled standing in the water Wufeng looked at the water curtain in the sky.

The bottom of the extremely deep lake is a piece of chaos, without land, Shui Wufeng raised his hand and punched in the spiritual power, the chaos changed, turning into black and white lights.

The spiritual power that entered the chaos flew back to Shui Wufeng's palm without any damage, and the undisturbed twin lights turned back into chaos. The monster embraced the master in his arms and pinched the back of his neck soothingly: "What do you see?" Don't be afraid, with me here, nothing will happen to Yang Ye..."

"Hmm..." Feng Yangye nodded, holding his breath in advance, Shui Wufeng led him into the chaos, the headmaster closed his eyes tightly, and felt the spiritual power protecting him swirl around him. He would enter the water area before he arrived, but after a while, a gust of dry wind caressed his face, Feng Yangye opened his eyes, and saw a mountain forest surrounded by fairy spirit, and an elegant garden built in the bamboo forest. bamboo house.

Still can't get out?Feng Yangye raised his head and found that Taoist couple's face was extremely ugly...

"Twelve..." Feng Yangye worriedly touched the face of the Taoist companion, he felt extremely powerless at this time, the Taoist companion was right in front of him, and he didn't even know if he was injured, "What's wrong with you? "

"Yangye, I'll take you away right away, we won't stay here..." Shui Wufeng looked at the bamboo house in front of him that had appeared in his premonition. Chaos has disappeared, there is a cliff behind, the mountains below are undulating, many birds are flying in the clouds, and the way out has become unknown.