The male protagonist has a crush on this seat's vest

Qi Yan didn't come here to create momentum this time, so he directly led his demon cultivators into the sect quickly and efficiently, and fought with the demon cultivators he encountered.

Because he was a surprise attack, he didn't alert the Moxiu in the sect for the first time, so he didn't make too much noise.

By the time Li Wushuang came with more demon cultivators, he was already half way through.

When Li Wushuang saw that it was Qi Yan, he sneered: "Little bastard, you've grown capable again. How dare you barge in this time?"

Qi Yan stopped and looked at him coldly: "I want to see your suzerain."

Li Wushuang said as usual: "You are not welcome by our suzerain."

"I think it is you who welcome me or not." Qi Yan said, "But have you healed his injury?"

Li Wushuang subconsciously denied it: "Our suzerain was not injured."

Qi Yan ignored his words and only said: "I can heal his injury, and I brought the best doctor here, you let me see him."

Li Wushuang hesitated a little.

Today, the Sovereign's injury has worsened, and he can no longer get out of the couch. He sent people to stare at him all night yesterday, but he didn't find out the reason.I'm afraid there is no cure for it.

At this rate of deterioration, it is indeed useless for him to hide it.

If Qi Yan's dead horse is used as a living horse doctor, it will be a good thing if the suzerain can really be cured.

Li Wushuang thought about the result after a moment, changed his attitude and said: "Follow me."

Qi Yan followed Li Wushuang as he said, and was taken to the suzerain's bedroom.

Fang Yun dullly noticed that someone was coming in, turned his head to the side and squinted his eyes for a moment, then frowned and asked, "...Why did he come in? Who let him in?"

Li Wushuang immediately expressed his loyalty and said: "Sovereign, he broke in by himself. He said he came to see the injury of the Sect Master."

Seeing Shang Yun's gaze, Qi Yan stood still by the door, not daring to go any further, and gave his subordinates a wink to tell them to look quickly.

Several medical practitioners nodded slightly, and immediately went forward by themselves. After investigating for a while, they returned to Qi Yan, and whispered something to Qi Yan one by one.

Qi Yan asked Fang Yun after listening: "Brother Fang, can I go and see you?"

He asked this question, as if he was going to force his way over, and there was someone here who could stop him.

Fang Yun didn't know why he was so shameless before, but he was still so polite now. After a moment of silence, he nodded slightly to indicate that it was okay.

Qi Yan walked to Fang Yun's couch and half knelt down, pulling Fang Yun's hand from the thin quilt.

I saw patches of brown spots all over the originally slender and beautiful back of the hand. It looked very scary, and it was so cold that it was no longer warm.

Fang Yun wanted to pull his hand away, but at this moment his entire forearm was numb and he had no strength.

Qi Yan lowered his eyes, rubbed his fingertips on the back of Fang Yun's hand for a moment and asked, "Is it because I'm angry with Brother Fang?"

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like what you can become if you are so angry, right?

Fang Yun intuitively felt that this was looking for something to say, so he didn't respond.

Taking advantage of his weakness and not being able to hit him, Qi Yan took Fang Yun's hand, put his face close to the opponent's palm, and rubbed against each other, like a puppy with its head rubbing against its master's palm.

Although Fang Yun's arm was numb, it was far from unconscious, so he looked away awkwardly.

After staring at Fang Yun and rubbing his face for a few times, Qi Yan suddenly got up halfway, leaned over and kissed Fang Yun's lips, and the tip of his tongue directly pried open his teeth.

Fang Yun didn't expect that he would dare to be so rampant in his own territory, and his eyes widened in shock.

Immediately after feeling a round and slightly cool ball passed from Qi Yan's mouth, Fang Yun immediately pushed it, and Fang Yun finally swallowed it after the dispute between the tip of their tongues.

Qi Yan licked it again before reluctantly leaving.

Seeing this scene, Li Wushuang rushed over excitedly: "Bastard, what are you doing?!"

The monks around him tried to persuade and stop him before he could barely stop his movements.

Fang Yun guessed that it was Qi Yan's inner alchemy that came over.

You gave it to me, so what do you live on? !

Getting to this point was also a big mistake made by himself. He deserved it, and he didn't want to drag anyone into the water anymore.

But in Fang Yun's current state, he couldn't spit it out after swallowing it, so he could only stare at Qi Yan gloomyly, and said angrily, "Take it out, I don't want it."

Qi Yan pressed Fang Yun with one hand, cupped Fang Yun's face with the other and said, "I just want to heal Brother Fang. Brother Fang, don't reject me."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes, put his forehead on the corner of Fang Yun's forehead, and tried to blend with Fang Yun's soul with ease.

Fang Yun was frightened when he saw the people who were pressed down, but he felt a little relieved when he thought that this was his own territory, and if something happened, someone would come to rescue him.

Seeing that they were so close, Li Wushuang didn't dare to make a fuss even though he felt intimidated. He immediately dismissed the demon cultivators around him and told them to go outside to guard, while he stayed where he was and stared at Qi Yan.

This is the second time they've done this.

Last time Fang Yun was knocked unconscious by Qi Yan, so he didn't have much memory, but this time he was awake. Although he didn't hide from discomfort, he was also tense.

It took Qi Yan a while to successfully integrate his own soul into Fang Yun's.

They couldn't help but glimpsed each other's privacy again.

The first thing Fang Yun saw from Qi Yan's memory was that Qi Yan was carefully carving a piece of wood on the shaking carriage.

But there was a sound of breaking through the air, and he looked up following Qi Yan's vision, and saw a female cultivator coming with a sword, glanced at the thing in his hand, snorted and asked mockingly: "Why, what are you doing?" Still want to carve flowers?"

The boy Qi Yan in this memory pursed his lips, but did not respond.

The nun moved forward and commented harshly: "Cheap."

"Is it for your sweetheart?"

"Who would like it carved like this? If it were me, I would throw it away."

Someone next to him wanted to speak for him, but the female cultivator said again: "It's shabby, and you have to pick a good gift."

Fang Yunsheng could hear the sourness from these words, and at a glance, he could see that the female cultivator was obviously interested in Qi Yan, but it seemed that he was preparing to give someone a gift, and he had someone in his heart, which made him so sour.

But the young Qi Yan obviously didn't notice that Fang Yun felt a bit of embarrassment and grievance from his heart, and he paused for a long time before he started to sculpt again.

If he had to find something to describe this kind of psychology, Fang Yun thought it would be "I was so wronged that I was about to cry".

Fang Yun subconsciously wanted to comfort him that it was not cheap or shabby, but then he remembered that this was just a certain memory of the other party.

Fang Yun watched him engrave little by little, and soon realized that this was exactly the one he picked up later, and what should be engraved was also his ugly self, but it was not the one he picked up.

Qi Yan took a look at it after engraving, and probably thought it was ugly, so he threw it away.

"On this journey, I thought that all the carvings in my hands were Brother Fang", so what I said was true.

Then from Qi Yan's memory, Fang Yun saw himself again, leaning against the tree trunk with his arms folded, looked over with a smile, and called, "Qi Yan."

That young Qi Yan was elated, and the corners of his mouth parted uncontrollably, he ran over wagging his tail, threw himself into Fang Yun's arms, and said words of longing without any suspicion.

Fang Yun witnessed this memory and recalled those years again, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Fang Yun peeked into Qi Yan's private memory like a revolving lantern.

It has to be said that Qi Yan is really sullen, and when it makes him show up, his eyes are mostly locked on his face secretly.

Fang Yun followed Qi Yan's memory to preview the sunny days and the dark nights, followed him to see the various smiles he showed in different places countless times.

In the end, all the good things stagnated at the moment when the truth was revealed.

For the first time, Fang Yun heard a hoarse roar from Qi Yan's inner world: Impossible!This is impossible! !

He seems calm, but in fact, his inner world has long been shrouded in despair.

Seemingly calm, he roared desperately in his heart: Speak up!say something!

Why are you doing this to me!

Now that things have happened, do you still have anything to be afraid of, the majestic Cang Jiuyun? !Tell me, why are you still lying to me!

Woo...why do you treat me like this...why is it you...

...Trick me, okay?Lie to me, maybe I'll believe it.

Qi Yan's heart changed from anger and resentment to extreme humbleness in a very short period of time, he prostrated himself on the ground and only wanted a little comfort, even if it was a lie.

It's a pity that even if all the means are exhausted, there is still nothing.

Close relatives are enemies.

At this moment, Fang Yun finally felt the despair firsthand, and he couldn't help but shrink back, he didn't want to watch it anymore but he had to.

His heart and eyes are all about him, but he is the one who feels sorry for him the most.

Fang Yun suddenly didn't know what he was complaining about in his heart before.

On the other side, Qi Yan has already found the wound he left on Fang Yun's soul in order to remove the strange mark last time.

Sure enough, not only did it not improve at all, but it began to collapse strangely.

Qi Yan slowly guided the wound down along the opponent's torso, and finally found the inner alchemy that he had just stuffed into Fang Yun's mouth.

That inner alchemy has been in Qi Yan's body for many years, and now it can be driven by Qi Yan.

He crushed the inner alchemy and filled the gap that was still broken. He waited until he gradually filled the gap in the soul, and then led strands of the soul to walk through the limbs and bones again, then stopped and retreated.

This complicated process took too long, Qi Yan let go of Fang Yun and sat kneeling beside the couch, sweating profusely.

At this time, although Fang Yun's injury was no longer getting worse, it hadn't recovered, and his whole body was still weak, and he still couldn't hit anyone.

Qi Yan took his hand again, put his face into the opponent's palm, and rubbed it.

Fang Yun noticed it and turned his eyes to look over.

At this time, he suddenly thought of a sentence inappropriately: When a person is about to die, his words are good.

Thinking that he is half dead now, it is still applicable, his temper has improved a lot, and he no longer speaks ill at each other.

Qi Yan lowered his eyes, tilted his head hurriedly, and asked Fang Yun's fingertips to touch his temples, as if he was hugging Fang Yun's hand.

After a while, Fang Yun suddenly felt some tide in his palm.

Then he felt the real liquid flowing from his palm.

It was Qi Yan who lowered his eyelids and began to cry silently.

He gave himself the alchemy, but he himself didn't know what to rely on to survive.

So reckless.

Fang Yun didn't know whether he was so sad because of what he saw and recalled, or simply because he lost his inner alchemy and his future was uncertain, and he was sad that he would be abandoned if he was no longer qualified to hold on to himself.

But only then did Fang Yun realize that there could really be such a person whose heart and eyes are all about you, and who can regard you as his entire belief.

You can live tenaciously for you and become a better person for you, or you can give up your life directly for you and give up everything for you.

In Qi Yan's heart, he was a hundred times more important than he thought.

How many people like this can you meet in your life?

Fang Yun had actually seen Qi Yan before.

Actually... In fact, it doesn't matter if your cultivation base is abolished, as long as you are still alive, it's not like he can't afford it.

He is not the kind of person who has no conscience at all, he will kick others away when they are used up, and let a person who has just blocked everything to help him live on the street.

don't cry...

Looking at Qi Yan's silent crying, Fang Yun blamed himself and felt distressed.

He moved his fingertips slightly, subconsciously wanting to comfort him, but with his current position, he didn't know what to say, and felt a little embarrassed.

After Qi Yan rubbed his cheeks between Fang Yun's palms twice, he said softly: "Brother Fang, why do you think I...why always do wrong things? I obviously don't want to do this."

It was as if something was playing tricks on him deliberately.

"You are right." Fang Yun felt a little sad after hearing this, "I was wrong."

His status is embarrassing, like a piece of highly poisonous arsenic.

But he put on a thick layer of sweetness that seemed unbreakable.

He saw that the young Qi Yan was pitiful, a child who had no candy to eat, so he gave this piece of candy filled with arsenic to the other party, deluding himself that the other party would keep licking the sweet candy, but he couldn't lick it. The sandwich in the middle.

But Qi Yan licked it to the end, and was poisoned.

Fang Yun couldn't tell which was more pitiful between a child who never had candy and a child who happily ate candy but was poisoned in the end.

But no matter what, from the beginning to the end, no matter the cause or the consequence, he was the one who harmed Qi Yan.

This result is all caused by him, right?

How could he still have the face to lose his temper and resent Qi Yan?

Qi Yan carefully took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his tears, sucked his nose, stood up, leaned over and pressed a kiss on Fang Yun's fair forehead.

After a while, he reluctantly left.

Fang Yun was surrounded by his good smell and warm temperature. Through Qi Yan's drooping neckline, he saw the fiery red necklace hanging on his chest.

That's what he gave him.

At that time, Qi Yan put down his ruthlessness and said, "Brother Fang's good things, Brother Fang, keep it for yourself, I don't want it anymore."

But I didn't expect that I was not willing to throw it away and kept it.

Even if it is an enemy, he still retains the thoughts of the past.

Qi Yan took a small step back, knelt back again, took Fang Yun's hand and said softly: "Brother Fang, I am actually short-sighted and have no lofty ambitions. My biggest wish in my early years was to prevent Fang Yun from My brother was disappointed and became the person that Brother Fang expected. But now it seems that I am destined to disappoint my brother."

"My second wish is that Brother Fang will be safe and sound all the time. It would be best to be right next to me. I only need to turn around to see my brother. It seems that my brother has always been like this."

"I don't want to lament fate either."

But fate did treat him unfairly.

Such a good person, appearing in his life, but insisting on using Cang Jiuyun's physical body as a carrier, is simply playing with him.

But no one else would have come to this point.

Qi Yan held Fang Yun's hand and asked in a low voice: "I just want to ask Brother Fang. Brother Fang promised me in the past that he would always accompany me to set off firecrackers every New Year. I don't know if this will be repeated in the future?"

Fang Yunsheng felt a kind of humbleness from these words.

Qi Yan asked again in a low voice: "Are you going to count on this in the future?"

Fang Yun subconsciously thought: ... Is there a new year to come...?

But he didn't think about it, he just opened his mouth jerky, and said for the first time: "...If you don't want to come, naturally you can only count."

Qi Yan seemed satisfied, and smiled a little: "That's good. Brother Fang, I'm to blame for what happened before."

After he finished speaking, he noticed that the color of the spots on Fang Yun's hands had faded, and he presumably regained his strength, so he wanted to let go of Fang Yun's hand and stand up.

Fang Yun shook it back hard, obviously not letting him go.

Qi Yan immediately leaned forward again: "Brother Fang?"

From frugality to luxury is easy, from luxury to frugality.

Seeing him, Fang Yun hurried to leave, worried that he would be overwhelmed when he went back, hesitated for a moment, then decided to give in, and asked, "Are you... all right?"

Qi Yan noticed the sudden change in the other party's attitude, and his face was full of suspicion. After thinking for a while, he realized that the question should be about Neidan.

Then he said the truth outright: "I have two inner alchemy, no problem. It's just a loss of cultivation."

Fang Yun: ...

He just lost his mind in a hurry, Qi Yan practiced two kinds of exercises, destroying an inner alchemy of course would not kill him.

After Qi Yan finished speaking, he thought about the taste again, and felt that it was wrong, so he immediately changed his words: "If brother Fang wants both, I will give them both immediately."

Fang Yun shook his head slightly, heaved a long sigh of relief, turned his eyes away, and indicated that this was not the meaning.

He thought to himself: Do I want to play marbles?

This flattery obviously didn't pay attention to the essence.

It was rare for Qi Yan not to be stared at by Fang Yun coldly today, and he reluctantly stroked the back of Fang Yun's hand before retreating.

Although the most difficult problem has been dealt with at this time, Fang Yun's symptoms did not disappear so quickly.

He then said to the doctors under him: "You stay here, you have some insight."

Then left.

On the second day, although Fang Yun's condition improved, he was still unable to stay.

He originally thought that Qi Yan got a good deal from him yesterday, so he should behave badly today.

But just before dawn, another demon cultivator came in, clasped his fists and said, "Sovereign, that person is here again."

Fang Yun didn't have the strength to go out in person right now, so he just lay on the couch and closed his eyes.

Although Qi Yan's life was not killed yesterday, Fang Yun is not ignorant of good and evil, and will not take other people's sacrifices and favors for granted.

Fang Yun pursed his lips after a while, finally sighed, and only gave way: "Let the demon sect next to me read my joke....Forget it, let him in next time he comes."

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