Anecdotes with facial paralyzed subordinates

Yan Ke was sitting in the tavern.

The scenery outside the window remained the same forever, as it was when they first entered the tavern.Yan Ke could not accurately estimate the time.All he knew was that Hao Fan had been away for a long time.

It should be near dusk now.Yan Ke raised his head, feeling a little uneasy.He looked at the almost invisible smoke vent, thinking whether he should also leave the house and go to Hao Liang and Hao Fan.

At this moment, there was a tinkling sound from the smoke exhaust button, Yan Ke got up quickly and stared closely at the small exit.I saw a group of small red figures, dragging traces of liquid, ejected from the exhaust vent, and fell to the ground with a slap.

"Let's go!" Dark red blood flowed from Hao Fan's chest, dyeing the gray down on her abdomen.She yelled, her voice hoarse and unpleasant, "Get out of here quickly! Find Hao Liang!"

Yan Ke squatted down quickly, and he took off his headband, trying to help Hao Fan bandage the wound, but was severely pecked by Hao Fan's beak.

"I can't do it anymore..." she said with difficulty, "I escaped his eyes by feigning death." She coughed hard twice, and sprayed a few pieces of bright red gravel from her mouth: "Take For my spirit stone, Hao Liang must watch the last scene...he knows that person..."

Suddenly, the door of the tavern was opened.The red light of the setting sun came in, and several monks in indigo robes stood at the door, casting long shadows on Yan Ke.

"What's going on!" the monk shouted.Hao Fan's small pupils shrank suddenly. "Let's go!" She roared hoarsely, flew up suddenly, wrapped the amber around Yan Ke's wrist, picked up the amber she gave before leaving, bit it hard, and then threw the pieces on Yan Ke's body, "Hurry up!" Go find him!"

Yan Ke reached out to hold Hao Fan, but his arm gradually shortened.Fragments of amber were scattered on his chest, and he suddenly noticed a tiny snake in the amber.His whole body shrunk, while the little snake grew bigger rapidly, and the brownish-yellow clear solid gradually melted and reunited, just enough to wrap Yan Ke's entire body in it.

Through the layer of clear resin, Yan Ke watched the surrounding objects become huge.Hao Fan's body fell from the air again and hit the ground.The gray fluff was stained with blood and scattered all over the floor.He saw a piece of orange reflected in those round black eyes, and his own small body wrapped in orange.

Hao Fan's beak moved, "Don't tell Hao Liang." She said softly, the voice only Yan Ke could hear, "Don't tell him...and don't tell her...I'm dead. I don't want...to let They are sad..."

The voice became lower and lower, and the last look in Xiaoniao's eyes disappeared.She spread her wings and lay flat on the ground, motionless.

The little snake had turned into a foot, and after twisting on the ground a few times, it suddenly took the amber in its mouth.When the monk at the door looked around, he quickly rushed out of the door, wandered into the grass in the forest, and disappeared without a trace.

I don't know how far I walked in the forest before the little snake spit Yan Ke out of its mouth.It circles and bites the amber into pieces.Yan Ke returned to normal, while it twisted its body and left.

Yan Ke picked up the amber fragments, put them together with the spirit stone fragments Hao Fan gave her, and stuffed them into his chest.He felt stuffy in his heart, Hao Fan's dark eyes seemed to be still staring at him, making his mind go blank.

she died.Yan Ke thought.She died and I failed to protect her.She has been protecting me.

When did I become so useless.

Find Hao Liang first.He thought mechanically and took a step.Find him first.Can't let him also...

There was the sound of rope rubbing on the grass, Yan Ke's ankle was suddenly lifted, and he was hung upside down under the tree.

Hao Liang jumped down from the crown of the tree. Without saying a word, he quickly untied Yan Ke.Yan Ke stared at him blankly.

But it was only a few hours apart.Everything has changed.

Hao Liang's face was extremely pale. "Where have you been?" he asked. "Why didn't you wait for me?"

Yan Ke didn't speak.He only felt that the things Hao Fan left him were like a piece of iron burning his chest.He lowered his head, not looking into Hao Liang's eyes.

"Where is Hao Fan?" Hao Liang asked.

Yan Ke's heart suddenly contracted. "She... went back to the village first." He whispered.

Hao Liang looked straight at Yan Ke, as if he was torturing him.Yan Ke is not good at lying.What he is best at is silence.However, if it is silent at this time, it will definitely give Hao Liang an answer about the truth.

"Let's go back to the village too." Yan Ke raised his head and said, forcing himself to meet Hao Liang's gaze.Hao Liang shook his head.

"Don't go back. Aren't you going to leave today?" Hao Liang said, took the rope off the tree, coiled it up and hung it on his arm, "Let's go."

Yan Ke didn't speak.He looked at Hao Liang.The former Hao Liang seemed to be a transparent person in front of Yan Ke. He could understand his mood with every glance, smile, and every move.

But now, although those eyes are still clear, Yan Ke can't see through them anymore.

"You come with me." After a long silence, Yan Ke said.

To Yan Ke's surprise, Hao Liang's expression did not change.He just nodded slightly.

"Okay." He said, and untied the sword from his waist, "Where are you going?"

Yan Ke looked at Hao Liang steadily. "I'll take you away," he said.

"Can you fly?" Hao Liang asked.

Yan Ke nodded.He rubbed his tired muscles with his hands, transported his breath throughout his body, and rose into the air.Hao Liang looked up at him, and Ye Yujian followed closely behind.

Yan Ke turned around and saw Hao Liang swimming nimbly in the air on the sword, she couldn't help frowning slightly.Without saying a word, he crossed thousands of rivers and mountains in an instant, almost exhausting all his strength.

The moment his foot hit the ground, Yan Ke spat out a mouthful of blood from his chest.He coughed unceasingly, spraying blood foam on the ground one after another.His trip this time has already exceeded his physical limit, and the original life of this bodyguard is about to come to an end.

Hao Liang walked to his side and gently stroked Yan Ke's back.The young monk raised his head and looked at the position where the two landed, with an extremely complicated expression.

They are back again.Back to the residence of the devil, back to the original place.

Hao Liang lowered his head slightly, as if he didn't want to have any contact with the abrupt courtyard in front of him.Yan Ke straightened up, shuffled, and walked into the gate.Hao Liang followed behind slowly.

Yan Ke walked to Zhao Xuehan's room and found the teapot on the bookshelf.He opened the lid of the pot, and a puff of black air gushed out, filling his sight.After the black air dissipated, the rows of bookshelves in the room disappeared. On the original position of the bookshelves, a wide staircase led to the ground.

Yan Ke led Hao Liang down the stairs.The air was getting colder and colder, and at the end of the stairs, Yan Ke's hands and feet were frozen stiff.He stretched out his hand and pointed to a transparent coffin in the center of the underground room, without speaking.

Hao Liang glanced at Yan Ke and walked slowly to the coffin.The moment he looked into the coffin, the expression on his face immediately froze.

Yan Ke knew why his expression changed.The one lying in the coffin was the dead Zhao Xuehan.

Hao Liang stared straight at the person lying in the coffin, and after a long time, he slowly raised his head.

"He... died?" Hao Liang turned pale, "When?"

"A month ago." Yan Ke replied.

"I don't know anything." Hao Liang whispered.

Of course he doesn't know anything.Yuhuzhuang is located in a remote location, no matter how big the news is, it is extremely difficult to spread there.There are also very few civilians around, and they are not very interested in cultivating immortals and demons.

This is the place that Yan Ke specially chose for Hao Liang. It is a place where he can spend his life without thinking about anything.

Hao Liang slowly closed his eyes and took a few heavy breaths, as if trying to calm down his emotions.After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at Yan Ke.

"He asked you to find me?" Hao Liang asked.His voice didn't fluctuate, it was extremely calm, as if it didn't come from Hao Liang's mouth.

Yan Ke looked at Hao Liang, he couldn't see the slightest content from the young man's expression, so he had to give up.

"Yes." he said.

Hao Liang sneered.Yan Ke only felt uncomfortable as if his ears had been pierced by a knife.This was the first time he heard Hao Liang laugh like this in so many years.

Sneered at him like this.

"If it wasn't for him, would you never have looked for me?" Hao Liang said coldly.

Yan Ke stared at Hao Liang closely.His dull and sluggish brain didn't understand Hao Liang's meaning for a while.When he finally figured it out, his internal organs suddenly contracted.

"You know it's me..." Yan Ke whispered, "When did you find out..."

"Answer me first." Hao Liang interrupted Yan Ke, his face was expressionless and his eyes were burning, "If Zhao Xuehan doesn't let you come, will you never see me again until you die?"

I just want you to hide in Yuhuzhuang, be an ordinary person, and live this life without any worries.Yan Ke thought to himself.He slowly closed his eyes.

The soul of the suffering world cannot be cultivated as usual.I don't want to let you be with me, follow the demon king, and fall into danger; I don't want to see you grow old and die, and leave me early.

I just want to hide you, where no one can find you, where no one can hurt you.

That anyone, including me.

Yan Ke didn't say these words.Will not speak out.

"Yes." In the end he opened his eyes, and only this word came out of his mouth.

Hao Liang pursed his lips tightly, a look of sadness flashed in his eyes. "What does Zhao Xuehan want from me?" He asked.

"He said you know what you're going to do." Yan Ke said.

Hao Liang was dumbfounded.He shook his head, making a wry smile. "I know what I'm going to do?" He raised his face, full of sarcasm, "Okay, okay!"

With two bangs, Hao Liang untied the sword from his waist, waved his hand and threw it, hitting Yan Ke's chest.

"Take your broken sword away." He said coldly.

Yan Ke caught the sword.The moment he held the hilt in his hand, the blade emitted a faint blue light.The primordial spirit possessed by the old man's body was attracted by the sword, escaped from the body, and dissolved in the light of the sword.

The body of the sword gradually grew bigger and changed shape, and after a while, it became a tall and majestic young man.Yan Ke returned to the sword, and the old man's body was already overwhelmed.The moment the primordial spirit left, it directly turned into bones.

Yan Ke moved his cold but powerful fingers.Filled with breath, he became the original Yan Ke again.At the same time, Hao Liang—Lin Jue's body slowly fell to the ground, the lid of the coffin was removed, Zhao Xuehan's body was wearing a shroud, and stood up from the coffin.

With a faint glimmer in his purple eyes, he stared at Yan Ke coldly.

"That's good." Hao Liang said slowly in Zhao Xuehan's voice, "Are you satisfied?"

Yan Ke's heart at this time is no longer that of an ordinary human being.His heart was colder and harder than that of a human being, but at this moment it still felt inexplicably painful.

I am satisfied with nothing.He thought, feeling heavy and uncomfortable, what should I be satisfied with.

Who the hell made him look like this.

Yan Ke vaguely knew the answer, but didn't want to admit it.He just wanted to find another reason.

"What's wrong with you?" He asked in a low voice, "Zhao Xuehan... Did he say something to you?"

"Yeah." Hao Liang bit his lip lightly, "He did say something." He raised his eyes, his eyes glowed with water, "He said I was just a soul picked up by the side of the road, not you at all. bright."

Yan Ke frowned: "Have you read the wisdom stone I gave you?"

"I see." Hao Liang replied.

"Do you remember the memory of the bitter world?" Yan Ke asked.

"I remember." Hao Liang replied.

Yan Ke sighed. "Then you still trust him?"

"The wisdom stone can be faked, and the memory can be faked." Hao Liang bit his lip, trying to maintain his calm expression, but his eyes were already red, and the eyes were full of water, but not a drop fell down.

"But I once said to myself, if you come to me, I won't trust Zhao Xuehan."

Looking at Hao Liang's appearance, Yan Ke felt extremely distressed. "I'm here to look for you." He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Hao Liang's hair, "I'm here to look for you, so you don't have to believe him."

Hao Liang patted Yan Ke's hand away.He quickly lowered his head.Yan Ke saw little teardrops rolling down from the corners of his eyes, sliding down Zhao Xuehan's cheeks, and disappearing into the skirt of his clothes without a sound.

"It doesn't count." Hao Liang whispered.