The cannon fodder goblin is as beautiful as a flower

Zhe Yu rolled his eyes, turning a deaf ear to his noise.

Finally, the grilled fish delivered to the front was supported by a thin lotus leaf, and the bones of the fish were carefully removed, leaving only the white and translucent fish.

Mingyou took a sip, and it turned out to be tender on the outside and tender on the inside, and it was delicious.

He raised his head, glanced at the smug Zhe Yu with his bright eyeballs, and found that his handsomeness was comparable to Gan Yuan's.

He gulped down the fish meat, "I didn't expect that senior brother is not only handsome, but also so good at grilling fish!"

Zhe Yu said, "When the master left a few days ago, he said he would bring you here... There is nothing to eat here, so I caught fish and grilled it every day, thinking that when you came, I would grill it for you... Roasting and grilling Practice makes perfect."

Mingyou chewed silently, and after a long while, she lowered her head and said softly, "Brother, I've been thinking of ways to piss you off all along. I haven't had a good day, why are you..."

In the "cracking" flames, Zhe Yu's face was extremely gentle, "Why are you still so nice to you, right? Junior brother, to be honest, I liked you the first time I saw you... probably because I see you too much You have a fairy face without sadness or joy, so I feel that you are very different because you act casually. Although you wear a mask of arrogance and frivolity, I can see that you are a soft-hearted and kind person, but for some reason , have hidden right and wrong likes and hates in your heart, everything about you is just a heart door that you don’t want to be easily opened by others..."

Mingyou buried her head in the lotus leaf, the darkness covered the trembling, and she could cover up the pain of her heart being peeled off without any effort.

After a long time, he swallowed choked up, raised his head with the corners of his lips pulled, his eyes were slightly red, "Senior Brother, the thorns were not removed cleanly, they got stuck in the throat..."

Looking at the back of Zhe Yu rushing to get the river water in a panic, he cursed secretly, brat, I’m just looking for trouble, why don’t I give you a few snacks, why am I so soft-hearted... Are you practicing "mind reading"?

After drinking half a bottle of cold river water, Mingyou suppressed the depression aroused by Zhe Yu. His stomach, which was not full at first, was filled with cold water and could no longer eat anything.

The moon rises, the moist mist gradually evaporates, and occasionally there are fireflies flying around carrying lanterns.

Mingyou sat on the boulder with her knees hugged, looking up at the windless and cloudless starry sky.

"Junior Junior Brother, what are you thinking about?" Zhe Yu washed his hands and climbed onto the boulder.

As the breeze blew by, Mingyou brushed the broken hair from her temples, "I was thinking, if I die, will I become the wind..."

Zhe Yu leaned against him, "What nonsense, our lifespan is very long, why don't we live for tens of thousands of years?"

Mingyou smiled, and a trace of sadness that she didn't even notice flashed in her eyes, "I wish I could turn into a wisp of wind..." Only wandering around one person.

He suddenly found that no matter Zhihua or Mingyou, whether he died yesterday or lived today, he still loves Canghai deeply, even if he cuts out his heart, he can't stop, that name is engraved into his soul.

Since you can't forget it and can't lose it, why not try to scatter your soul, turn into a wisp of wind, and scatter around him silently!

Cang Hai made a fairy formula, hanging directly above the river valley, overlooking the entire enchantment.

He had doubts in his heart, this sealing barrier is the "Floating Palace" technique, which has been passed down from generation to generation, and no one can break through the two worlds of demons and demons, unless one has practiced the technique of breaking boundaries.

Thinking of what Lanju said when he was forced to question him, a name suddenly flashed in his mind, Fuyun!

After the great battle between immortals and demons, Cang Hai lost all thoughts because of Zhihua's incident, and practiced in seclusion for a long time. After leaving the seclusion, she was shocked to hear that Fuyun Yuannv fell into the way of demons.

Later, when he took in his fourth apprentice, Yuxin, he heard that Fuyun married the Demon Lord.

The Heavenly Court was full of sighs, thinking that this Fuyunyuan girl had a prominent background, but she fell into a demon for some reason?

Only Canghai is indifferent, Fuyun, like Ruicai, is obsessed with him, and he hates Fuyun's cunning and cunning even more than Ruicai's arrogance!

It wasn't until Lan Ju was forced to interrogate that the person who skinned and deboned Zhihua was Fuyun, that he finally understood the reason why Fuyun fell into the devil - Zhuxian!

With such a cruel method, what's more, if you kill the immortal friends and don't fall into the devil's way!However, the events of that day were covered up by Lanju's "night hiding" technique.

From dusk to dawn, Canghai guarded the whole night, and everything in the valley was silent, without any abnormality.

At dawn, he returned to Wujun Mansion.

Because there was no spare room, Mingyou and Zheyu squeezed into the same bed and slept soundly.

As the sea passed by, I wanted to pick up Mingyou and throw her into the yard.

Near noon, Mingyou rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked around for Zheyu. Last night, he only ate half full and fell asleep, feeling that his stomach had already started to digest itself.

In the Palace of Martial Lords, Cang Hai is studying a formation with Zhe Yu and He Yang, intending to use the formation to make up for the weakness of the seal.

Ming Yo sees that everyone is doing business, so it's really not suitable for you to make fun of yourself.

The Martial Lord's Mansion is not big, with one front hall and three rooms in the back hall. Walking back and forth, left, and right does not take the effort of a cup of tea.

Ming Yo squatted on the ground extremely bored, and started digging ant holes until all the ants were homeless, then he patted the dirt on his hands and stood up contentedly.

The lazy waist stretched halfway, and from the corner of the eye, I saw the person standing behind him, who folded the other half of the lazy waist back, and almost twisted his waist.

"Master, you will scare people to death if you keep silent!"

Cang Hai smiled slightly, he deserved it, let you share the same bed with others casually.

Mingyou simply turned around, "Master, what are you laughing at?"

"I have something to tell you, come with me!"

Ming Yo didn't move.

Cang Hai took two steps and turned to look at him.

Ming You took a step back hesitantly, feeling that Cang Hai's expression was a bit unusual, and intuitively he would say something embarrassing for him.

He was a little scared, after all, these days, he did a lot of outrageous things!

If Cang Hai warns him to be more responsible, or let him go back to "Guilin Eight Trees", or if he is going to tell the emperor that Mingyou is Zhihua...

"I... I'm looking for Senior Brother Zhe Yu, I have something to do..." Ming You murmured.

"What's the matter?" Cang Hai's tone was unprecedentedly patient.

"I'm hungry, let him grill me fish," he said dryly.

"Zhe Yu and He Yang went to the valley together."

"Oh……"

Mingyou staggered helplessly and followed behind him.

After leaving the Palace of Martial Lords, there is a lush forest not far away, and a small dark blue lake beside the forest is formed by melting snow from the top of the river valley and snow-capped mountains.

The sun shines through the blue water of the lake, shooting straight into the bottom of the lake, and a few small golden fishes with finger lengths are wandering at the bottom of the lake.

The snow-capped peaks are reflected on the lake, and the breeze blows, sparkling light gathers and disperses.

Mingyou stared at his own reflection in a daze. For 500 years, he had already forgotten how to get along with Canghai.

For 500 years, he emptied himself, never hated, complained, missed, or loved, and built a high heart wall. Inside the wall was a heart that was aging and had no longing for it. I know what I have been waiting for and who I am waiting for, and when I think about it carefully, there is no one to look forward to!

Who is Zhihua, he has almost forgotten!

He thought that the pain he suffered that day would not hurt if he didn't move, but now it seems that he still overestimated his ability to bear it!Some injuries, unless you die, will never heal!

"Zhihua, what are you going to do about Xie Yu?" Cang Hai asked.

Mingyou stands by the lake, her light yellow clothes fluttering, forming a wonderful scenery with the reflection of the snow peak.

His eyes shone with water, his lips were dyed transparent by the sky, and the sea was lost for a moment. This look overlapped with that of Zhihua in his memory, but Zhihua would never hang on like this mocking smile.

Sure enough, the next moment, Mingyou smiled self-deprecatingly, "Master, what I can do is to share your worries..."

The ridicule stung Cang Hai's eyes like a bright light, and he interrupted him abruptly, "You tampered with Ning Zhen's fate, how are you going to deal with the punishment of heaven, using your ridiculous 500-year-old practice?"

The corners of Mingyou's eyes are naturally slightly raised, and the arc at this time is more like a sharp machete shape, he snorted coldly, "Isn't it just a few whips, I really want to taste that taste, the skin is burnt The taste, I don't know if it is as fresh and delicious as grilled fish..."

"Pa", Mingyou's voice was interrupted, his face was turned aside by Cang Hai's sudden slap.

Cang Hai was stunned for a moment, he was also dizzy with anger, and after a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "Is that why you don't want to live anymore?"

Heaven punishes the thunder whip, and one whip will destroy more than a hundred years of cultivation. For those with low cultivation, a few whips will tear their souls into pieces. The soul turns into dust and separates from the world, that is, the soul flies away!

Ming You turned his face away and licked the blood on the corner of his lips. He closed his eyes and swallowed the tears that almost welled up in his eyes. His heart ached inexplicably: Cang Hai, is this slap your concern?

Cang Hai saw that he didn't answer for a long time, and he didn't look back, so he couldn't help feeling like a knife was twisted. He reached out and clasped Mingyou's slightly trembling shoulders, "I'm sorry...Zhihua, I feel so heartbroken..."

A cry of "Zhihua" forced the tears that Mingyou swallowed back vigorously. He turned his head and looked at the person who said he was heartbroken through the mist of tears. The face that was close at hand was blurred on the pupil Unclear, like the words just now, it seems to have woven a dream for him - he will also feel heartache, heartache for him?

Faintly, he seemed to really feel his sadness. Finally, a tear forced out of the corner of his eye, and Cang Hai's face was washed clean by the tears. He stumbled and said, "You...heartache...why?"

Cang Hai is really afraid of this person who treats him like nothing, his eyes as deep as a cold pool burst out with warm sparks, "Zhihua, in the last life, I owed you, in this life, will there be time to pay it back?"

Mingyou's eyes widened, this sentence was like a heavy hammer, more deafening than the thunder and thunder of the calamity!