I teamed up with my nemesis after rebirth

The familiar voice was steady as before, but the meaning suddenly exploded in his bewildered mind.

Chang Jingyu didn't have time to analyze and understand the invitation thrown by Lu Yinshuang, all kinds of emotions fell like a mountain avalanche, blood oozes from his red eyes, under the influence of Qingwu flower, he tightly tightened his hand around Lu Yinshuang, and the words broke : "Do I have... have a chance? And... have? They are all dead, all dead!"

"I won't die." Lu Yinshuang said proudly, he supported Yingzhang to barely keep a distance between himself and Chang Jingyu, the wound on his back was touched by Chang Jingyu, and there was some sharp pain, " let go."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Chang Jingyu suddenly realized Lu Yinshuang's injury, tremblingly withdrew his hand, and grabbed the Xuanhuang sword again.

Lu Yinshuang stretched out her arms, seeing that Chang Jingyu's clothes were so pitiful, she was afraid that she would tear off a piece of cloth by the collar, so she had to grab Chang Jingyu's wrist and turn around to carry him on her back.

Chang Jingyu didn't cooperate either, the situation went from good to bad, Lu Yinshuang had to be distracted to stop his random sword energy, the way he went down the mountain was full of dust, although Chang Jingyu used the last trace of sobriety to restrain the sword energy to avoid it. He, but when the dew was released at the foot of the mountain, Lu Yinshuang was still exhausted like a battle to the death.

Chang Jingyu was thrown on Feilu's back by him, his eyes gleamed red, Lu Yinshuang had no choice but to knock him out first, propped up the Yufeng Jue, and then used the mirror, water and moon to cover his eyes, so as not to be aware of Chang Jingyu's state.

On the way back to Lanxun Pavilion, Lu Yinshuang paid attention to the location of the Muxiang Inn. There were guards and arresters patrolling the Yulong Mansion everywhere on the street. Ling Xuhui's two attendants stood at the entrance of the inn, and they seemed to have had an incident with the people from the Yulong Mansion. Conflict, still not noticing the atmosphere of gradual purge, just pointing his nose and cursing in a fake way.

Lu Yinshuang didn't have a chance to listen carefully, so he sent Chang Jingyu back to his room, and used two cleansing formulas to clean up the dust and leaves on his body.

As soon as he turned around to leave, a stubborn wrist stretched out from behind, grabbing the corner of his clothes tightly.

"I'll go get some water." Lu Yinshuang patted Chang Jingyu away, turning around and explaining helplessly.

Chang Jingyu opened his eyes with difficulty: "I don't want water."

"I'll be back." Lu Yinshuang said patiently.

"Don't leave me behind." Chang Jingyu stretched out his hand to grab Lu Yinshuang's sleeve, and said in a torn tone, "I can see them, and I can see you too... My sword shouldn't be so weak..."

His eyes were terribly red, Lu Yinshuang tried the temperature on his forehead with the back of his hand, it was hot enough to heat a pot of tea.

"It's Fu Qingxiao's turn to let him worry so much." Lu Yinshuang murmured indignantly, and with a counterattack, he scooped up the teapot on the table into his hand, the scattered cold air invaded the tea, and he lifted the lid of the pot Facing Chang Jingyu's face, he fell down, "Be sober, or I will throw you into the pond in the backyard."

Chang Jingyu was caught off guard by the herbal tea poured all over his face, and he really became quiet. He suddenly remembered that it was the same way when Lu Yinshuang rescued him in the first place.

He hasn't made any progress these days, and Lu Yinshuang is still not tired of him.

What was he afraid of, and why?

It seemed that if he became stronger, he could really stay by Lu Yinshuang's side forever.

What qualifications does he have to wait, and why should he stay?

Chang Jingyu thought wildly without saying a word. The voices from the past and fantasy in his ears were gradually disappearing. He tilted his head and saw Lu Yinshuang put the teapot back on the table. His long hair was probably messed up by him. A few strands curled up uncomfortably.

He couldn't help but ask hoarsely, "Senior, why didn't you wear the hair tie yesterday?"

It was the one he sent.

"Who knows where you put it, remember to leave the Qiankun bag next time when you go out, I order you to do whatever you want." Lu Yinshuang twitched the corners of his mouth mockingly, "I should really send a bill to Fu Qingxiao, his apprentice is too ugly Tube."

Chang Jingyu was a little embarrassed at once, but under Lu Yinshuang's censure, he felt relaxed. Although it was a trivial matter, at least Lu Yinshuang needed him.

As he wandered in the night, Lu Yinshuang lit a bright lamp.

"Sorry." He finally mobilized his spiritual power to sort out the accumulated medicine in his body, and pointed to the pillow: "I put it under the pillow in your bedroom, I forgot to remind you... I won't leave next time."

"I have no right to interfere with Mr. Chang's freedom." Lu Yinshuang snorted coldly, and the sound of opening the door was louder than ever, "I won't go to you again next time."

Chang Jingyu pursed his chapped lips, the room without Lu Yinshuang seemed to be deserted in an instant, he looked at the white wall, Lu Yinshuang should be pulling out the hair tie from under the pillow, and blamed him for misplacing things .

He couldn't help showing a smile just thinking of this, and when Lu Yinshuang pushed the door in again, the deserted room was suddenly stained with warmth.

At this moment, he naturally understood what he was afraid of and why he wanted to stay by Lu Yinshuang's side.

"Senior, how deeply will I be influenced by Qingwuhua?" Chang Jingyu sat up with the support of the bedpost, rubbing the center of his brows and asked.

"Heh, I thought you were a flower that you got from the countryside, so you know it." Lu Yinshuang threw him a medicine bottle, "Take medicine to regulate breath and cure all diseases."

Chang Jingyu said ashamedly: "It's my impulsiveness to make senior spend money again. I know that senior treats me very well, so I won't let senior worry anymore."

"Hmph, your conscience is still alive." Lu Yinshuang crossed his arms, and his sullenness finally subsided a little. This kid is not bad when he is not twisting, no wonder Fu Qingxiao prefers him to inherit the Dao Martial Immortal Sect.

Lu Yinshuang looked at Chang Jingyu obediently taking medicine to adjust her breath, and leaned against the window to draw a simple spirit-gathering formation, while scattered memories of her previous life, after Fu Qingxiao disappeared, the information about Linyuan Palace at that time It had already been cut off by Xie Qiao, and he didn't even know when Chang Jingyu entered Mahayana.

In the year 360 of the sinking state, he died at the hands of Chang Jingyu.

Now it's exactly 100 years since his birth, and Chang Jingyu is 15 years old, and he risked his life to step into the golden elixir.

Lu Yinshuang still doesn't know how Chang Jingyu achieved Mahayana in less than 300 years in his previous life.

……

Chang Jingyu finally opened his eyes when the east was getting brighter, and Lu Yinshuang was sitting on the chair by the window, where he could see it immediately.

There was still a little blood in his eyes, and it looked like it had lasted three nights. He didn't feel scared until the medicinal power of Qingwu flower was completely dissolved. If Lu Yinshuang came later, he would be completely trapped by Qingwu flower If there is a demon in the heart, it will be hard for the gods to save.

Hearing the movement, Lu Yinshuang moved his hand supporting his forehead, frowned slightly when he got up, and took a heavy breath.

Chang Jingyu's complexion changed, he jumped out of the bed, and asked anxiously, "How is your injury, senior? I'm really confused. I even forgot that senior was injured, and I asked you to protect the law."

"It's okay." Lu Yinshuang thought for a while, and swallowed the word Wuhai back.

"Senior, go back and rest." Chang Jingyu urged Lu Yinshuang to go back to the room, followed him into the next room, took out the medicine box and stood by the bed while Lu Yinshuang undressed.

"I can't remember what I said on the mountain." Chang Jingyu thought hard, "But it seems that senior asked me to help change the medicine, I still have some impressions."

"It's your auditory hallucination." Lu Yinshuang said forcefully, pulled the chair beside the table and sat down on a crooked side, with her arms resting on the back of the chair, only loosened the collar, and put the clothes down a little.

Chang Jingyu knew at a glance that he didn't intend to catch up on sleep, and before he could utter the words of advice when he got closer, his eyes fell on Lu Yinshuang's shoulders and neck, and he felt his ears burst into flames.

He reached out his hand involuntarily, his fingers brushed along the hanging black hair, and the sound of his heartbeat filled his mind.

"What are you dawdling about?" Lu Yinshuang asked impatiently.

"It's nothing, your hair is messed up." Chang Jingyu's tone changed a little, and he forced it out of mechanical stability. He took the ointment, and the skin was white and glaring under the black hair, and the scars had scabbed over.

He thought silently, it was his heart that was in chaos.

The author has something to say: Lu Yinshuang: What's going on, little brother.jpg I feel cold behind my back

Chang Jingyu: Looking at my sincere eyes, I have absolutely no intention of committing any wrongdoing, I am very upright