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

Fang Yun's ears were buzzing, and it took him a moment to realize that it wasn't a boa constrictor strangling him, but someone hugging him.

The force is so great that it seems to want to pull this incarnation into the chest of the opponent, and it is as if it is one, with endless sadness that cannot be resolved.

And this cry, apart from being broken and out of tune, it actually sounded like Qi Yan's voice.

But Qi Yan should be in Haoyuanzong at this time.

Fang Yun glanced around dully, and saw a peaceful desolation all around, just like when he left, there was nothing wrong with it, except for this person who hugged him tightly and cried.

Fang Yun raised his hand hesitantly, wrapped his arms around the man's back, and called out tentatively: "Qi Yan?"

Why...why is Brother Fang's voice?

The man stopped crying instantly, his back tensed suddenly, and his tentacles were stiff.

He responded as soon as he was called, it was really Qi Yan.Fang Yun's heart skipped a beat, and he panicked for a moment: How could he run out of the Haoyuan Sect and touch my avatar at such a late hour?

He hides his avatar so well that there is absolutely no reason for someone to just wander around and touch it.The hidden place is far away from Haoyuanzong, Qi Yan couldn't have come here by himself.

How did you get here?Was it delivered at a fixed point?

At this time, Fang Yun suddenly remembered the tracking symbol that Qi Yan's clucking friend secretly pasted on him before he left.

It is obvious that there is an intention to follow him and spy on him.

He didn't expose it on the surface at the time, and pretended not to notice it. As soon as they left, he secretly stuck to other living creatures. He wanted him to run around with the living creature and never find him. , suffer a loss.

But looking at the current posture, I am afraid that he has underestimated the enemy, and the one who suffers has become himself.

That little bastard... Fang Yun felt a muscle twitching in his forehead, why did he have so many crooked tricks?I'm afraid that he was not self-conscious enough to play tricks on his own, and he would try his best to push Qi Yan, so Qi Yan would sneak out.

In the early years, Fang Yun felt that when he was a child, Cheng Ran, who looked like the boss and the second child, was making troubles everywhere from morning till night, which was very unpleasant.

Now that he has grown up, he seems to be a lot more stable, but unexpectedly he has turned into a bad person, and he is still urging the people around him to be bad.

It's just that Fang Yun hid the coffin in a concealed way earlier, and even used a cover-up. He never thought that Qi Yan would successfully touch his avatar, so he kept some shady things in his cuffs, and didn't take them out and hide them in other places.

Could it be that Qi Yan already...searched me and found something that shouldn't have been found?

Fang Yun turned around in his mind, and finally patted his back lightly first, pondered for a moment, afraid of scaring him, and asked softly first: "You don't think I'm dead, do you?"

Qi Yan hugged Fang Yun's body, and was stunned: Why did my elder brother Fang suddenly speak again?Still moving?

But even though Fang Yun's voice was very soft, he was still startled, because he was suddenly startled after crying for too long, the crying stopped too quickly, he couldn't catch his breath and started to fight belch.

Qi Yan didn't wait for Fang Yun to ask him to let go, he let go of Fang Yun abruptly, quickly retreated his body, raised his head and stared at Fang Yun firmly.

Fang Yun tilted his head at him wordlessly, and blinked again.

Qi Yan's eyes were wide open, he was swollen from crying, bloodshot all over his face, and his face was also flushed, looking a bit more embarrassed than a drowned chicken, with a numb silence on his face.

He was probably too stupid to cry. After seeing Fang Yun clearly, he didn't say a word for a long time, and finally he hiccupped and forcefully squeezed out a sentence: "Brother Fang...you cheated on the corpse?"

Fang Yun didn't know how to answer when he asked him.

But Qi Yan probably cried so miserably when he really died.

When Fang Yun had nothing to do a few years ago, he lifted the coffin lid and saw the appearance of the avatar when he was not in the avatar.

It really looks like a corpse, with a pale face, cold body and no breathing or heartbeat. Fortunately, there is no rigor.

If Qi Yan happily walked out to find himself, only found a coffin, pried open the coffin lid and saw him lying in it like this, he should be scared to cry.

No wonder just now Fang Yun felt that this was the way of howling and crying of a dead father or mother. It turned out that Qi Yan thought he was dead.

Fang Yun looked at Qi Yan and comforted him with a gentle smile: "Crow's mouth, what kind of fake corpse? I'm not dead at all."

Qi Yan listened to Fang Yun softly talking about his not dying, and felt like a dream. The previous pain, despair, grief and indignation were condensed together. At this time, the peak turned and turned into overwhelming ecstasy, and the whole body trembled. stand up.

"But when I saw my brother just now, it was cold in that coffin." Qi Yan's handsome face twitched for a moment, and tears began to flow out of his bloodshot eyes again. Big Toad, "I thought Brother Fang, you..."

I thought you were dead, murdered when I didn't know it, stuffed into a narrow coffin, and hidden in a place that I might never find in my life.

Taking advantage of his inattention, Fang Yun retracted his hands into his sleeves calmly, touched back and forth, and found his bag of things, and felt a little relieved: He is still calling his brother to cry, it seems that he didn't notice What.

Fang Yun watched him start to sob uncontrollably again, feeling a feeling of being cared and cared for, which Cang Jiuyun had never experienced in six years.

But seeing him crying so sadly, Fang Yun felt the same grief, so he leaned forward a little, took the initiative to wrap his arms around Qi Yan's thin shoulders, pulled him into his arms, and sighed: "I didn't Die. Sorry for scaring you."

Qi Yan was pulled into Fang Yun's arms, feeling a dreamy trance, but immediately hugged Fang Yun tightly back, sobbing on Fang Yun's shoulder and mumbled: "I thought you...Brother Fang..."

The way Qi Yan was crying only made Fang Yun feel that these six years hadn't changed Qi Yan much. Qi Yan was still the fragile and restless little milk dog that Fang Yun was familiar with six years ago in his arms.

Fang Yun stroked Qi Yan's neck, tilted his head and lightly rubbed his temples, like an elder kissing a younger generation with comforting meaning: "I'm really sorry that I scared you."

The two hugged tightly, and Fang Yun was very close to Qi Yan. He could clearly feel how Fang Yun's body gradually changed from cold to warm, and how Fang Yun's heart started beating again from a static state. When did Fang Yun's chest start to heave and breathe out.

How in this moment of effort, inexplicably come alive.

All of this is not an illusion, not just now, nor is it now.

Qi Yan didn't dare to rub his tears and snot on Fang Yun's body, fearing that Fang Yun's clothes would be dirty, so he sucked his nose and raised his sleeve to wipe away his tears.

Feeling the gentleness of Brother Fang who was lost and found again, he gradually calmed down, restraining all the previous violence, anger and sadness.

Qi Yan leaned against Fang Yun's chest, listening to the steady and powerful heartbeat in Fang Yun's chest, feeling the warmth and smell in Fang Yun's arms, and belatedly thought: Brother is still alive...

It's just that people who are still alive, why do they lose their vitality, like a dead body, hidden in a sarcophagus in an inaccessible place?

If it was a person who was still alive, why did he not respond for so long after he was carried out of the sarcophagus, and waited until he was heartbroken from crying for so long before he woke up belatedly?

It was as if something...something had hidden all of this, left it here unused, and never expected him to come.

It was only after he came here by accident that he became aware of him dully, and then came back, taking control of this body as if trying to whitewash the peace.

If he hadn't sneaked out by himself this time, he wouldn't have known that Brother Fang would be lying in the sarcophagus. Was Brother Fang usually like this?Or did something really happen that he didn't know about?

Qi Yan raised his head and looked at Fang Yun with red eyes, wondering if it was Fang Yun's illusion after guilty conscience, he always felt that there was an inexplicable coldness inside.

After a while, he opened his mouth lightly, questioning each word: "Are you really my brother Fang?"

It turned out that he suspected that there was a way to resurrect the dead.

"Naturally." Fang Yun was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and asked, "Did you throw away the first rattle I bought for you in the early years?"

Brother Fang was talking about the early years, not the one three months ago, but the one that Brother Fang bought for him six years ago when the two first met.

It was also stuffed into the package when he started, and he was asked to take it with him.

Only Brother Fang should know about this matter, not some magic cultivator who can follow and see it.

Qi Yan relaxed a little: "Of course I won't throw away the things that my brother gave me, and keep them well."

Then he asked again: "But brother Fang, I just saw that you have lost your vitality and was stuffed into a sarcophagus. I broke the sarcophagus with my own hands. I stayed here for a full hour before my brother came back to life." Come here, brother won't you explain? But what are you hiding from me?"

Fang Yun knew that he must have such a question.

Although they have known each other for six years, Fang Yun has watched Qi Yan grow up. Although their friendship is deep but not very long, I am afraid that Qi Yan has doubts in his heart at this time.

It was also my own negligence, actually following Cheng Ran's tricks, giving Qi Yan a chance to discover his incarnation, and letting this boy be alone with his incarnation for so long.

After all, half a quarter of an hour ago, this incarnation was even a cold and lifeless corpse without even the slightest breath of life or heartbeat, and suddenly it came back to life in a daze, and the fool couldn't see the problem.

If it was said that he was wrong and that he didn't look dead just now, then it would be better to lie back right now and say that he didn't come back to life at all to be credible.

But after Fang Yun was taken aback at the beginning, he already had an idea when he hugged Qi Yan to coax him.

Seeing Qi Yan staring at him suspiciously at this moment, he took a deep breath, sighed, pursed his lips first, and called out in a low voice: "Qi Yan..."

The elder brother looked a bit embarrassed, as if he had something to hide.Qi Yan sniffed: "Brother?"

"There are things I've never told you,"

Fang Yun lowered his eyes, turned his eyes away from looking at Qi Yan, and spoke after a moment of silence, his voice was low and trembling slightly: "Although we don't spend much time together, you I have known each other for six years."

"Over the years, you have not disliked me and called me brother. I am very happy to hear that I have no relatives and no reason, and I have always liked you to be close to me. But if you say some things, I am afraid that you and I will be estranged, and there will be a gap for nothing. I have never dared to say."

It is true that I am happy to hear you call my brother, and it is true that I like to see you in my arms, but it is true that some things cannot be said with confidence.

For example, I dare not tell you that I also have a stage name of Cang Jiuyun · Big Devil.

It turns out that my brother...does my brother also like me to be close to him?Will he be happy if I call him?

Qi Yan held Fang Yun's shoulders, looked at Fang Yun's humble look with his head down, and felt sad in his heart: Brother Fang is so preoccupied, could it be... related to the fact that his family was wiped out? ?

Didn't I break Brother Fang's most embarrassing past?

At this moment, Fang Yun hunched over his shoulders and lowered his head, not daring to look at him.Qi Yan felt that this person seemed to be no longer the high-spirited and upright Brother Fang.

It wasn't the glamorous, powerful brother who shone dazzlingly under the sun and led him out of the sea of ​​suffering.

At this moment, Brother Fang seemed to be trapped in his own sea of ​​suffering, unable to escape, so thin and fragile that he seemed to fall down when pushed.

And this has been haunting Brother Fang's hardships, and now Brother Fang has finally revealed it, and wants to share it with him.

Qi Yan pursed his lips, and immediately responded with a nasal voice: "No matter what Brother Fang looks like, I like Brother Fang, and I will not alienate Brother Fang. Brother, it's okay to say."

"Even if I look disgusting to you?"

"No." Qi Yan felt heartbroken as if he had been hit by a stick on his heart when he heard his weak words, and immediately hugged Fang Yun again, and said firmly, "Brother Fang doesn't appear to make me feel sick. "

"That's good. It's just a little funny to say. I took you by my side six years ago and sent you to the fairy gate all the way. I told you to cultivate immortality. You are a righteous monk." Fang Yun smiled when he heard the promise, "But I'm not."

It's really not, Fang Yun is a demon cultivator, or Qi Yan's most disgusting kind.

Qi Yan felt distressed when he heard Fang Yun's miserable laughter.

He turned his eyes, glanced at the scattered and broken coffin lids on the ground, and his heart skipped a beat: he is not an orthodox monk...

The coffin... Could it be a ghost cultivator?

38. Brother's token

At this moment, Qi Yan thought of Fang Yun's sword technique again, which might really be the sword technique of Haoyuan School.

Although Qi Yan has not been in the Immortal Sect for a short time, he also knows that if a cultivator who cultivates the Dao makes mistakes or is tortured by others, there is also the possibility of going crazy.

Especially the most mysterious ghost monks, it is said that they can even take corpses that have just died, but their souls have not dissipated, and lock up the souls to refine them into living puppets for them to drive.

Perhaps Brother Fang is... not long after he was brutally murdered by a demon cultivator and died tragically, but he was still restless, and was found by a ghost cultivator who had just died, locked his soul, and was refined into a living puppet, alone. A man returned to the human world again, and continued to walk around.

No wonder, no wonder Brother Fang always hides far away from the elders of the sect, and seems to be a little surreptitious, no wonder he is unwilling to enter, saying that he will always be here waiting for him.

It turned out to be like this, it turned out that Brother Fang really didn't break his promise, he really stood guard in front of the gate of Haoyuanzong Mountain day and night, lying in the sarcophagus waiting for him.

In the early years, elder brother Fang might also be a disciple with great reputation in the sect. He was brilliant in front of others and attracted much attention.

But now he can only be alone, lying alone in this cold and oppressive, dark and damp narrow sarcophagus, unwilling to be mentioned or recognized by others.

Being hit by him at this time, she shrank timidly like a mouse in the gutter, as if this was some kind of shameful shame.

Qi Yan looked at it with distress: Brother Fang, you shouldn't be like this.

Brother Fang, obviously he should be the proud son of heaven who is loved by thousands of people, instead of just committing himself in a narrow coffin to avoid the eyes of the world like he is now.

Perhaps some of Brother Fang's behaviors all along, including the fact that he came to save himself without relatives and no reason, and took him away from suffering, was also driven by a certain ghost cultivator at some level.

Qi Yan pursed his lips, but he firmly believed that even if he was driven by others to help him, Brother Fang's kindness to him was genuine.

It's just that he can't talk too much about who it is and why he asked him to help him, and he can't talk about sad things and ask how Brother Fang died that year.

From the moment Fang Yun turned his eyes away, he didn't tell a single lie, but just deleted the parts that couldn't be said, leaving the parts that could be said.

But Qi Yan came up with a hypothesis that was completely different from the truth.

Qi Yan looked at Fang Yun's bowed head, feeling sore in his heart, hugged his thin body again, rubbed Fang Yun's temples, and said softly: "Three thousand roads lead to the same goal. It's not just a righteous monk, brother Don’t be too concerned.”

Fang Yun pursed his lips, was speechless for a moment, and finally laughed: "It's good that you don't dislike me."

How could I, how dare I despise Brother Fang?

"I was rescued by Brother Fang in the early years. Without Brother Fang, I would not be who I am now." Qi Yan promised, "No matter what Brother Fang is, he will always be the best in my heart. I will not fight this matter. Brother Fang doesn't have to worry about what other people said."

Hearing his words, Fang Yun felt a sense of guilt in his heart.

Although he didn't lie, he did not tell the whole truth, and he was misleading Qi Yan.

Fang Yun finally said: "That's good."

"But I just..." Qi Yan sniffed, squinted at the broken sarcophagus lid on the ground, and felt guilty again, "I just accidentally smashed brother's coffin lid, I'm sorry brother."

Fang Yun didn't have time to think about the coffin lid, and when he opened his eyes and saw Qi Yan, it was more frightening than anything else.

"It's just the lid." Fang Yun held Qi Yan's back and patted it, "It's okay, it's still usable after sticking it together."

Brother Fang was really tolerant of him, and he didn't even get angry when he smashed his coffin lid.

Qi Yan didn't reply, and hugged Fang Yun for a long time, and the physiological choking and hiccups gradually got better.

Can……

If elder brother is really a ghost cultivator, he is just a living puppet driven by someone...

At this time, he escaped from the previous despair and pain, and his mind slowly became active again.

Qi Yan embraced Fang Yun's thin and frail body, and for the first time had a strange thought: If it is really a living puppet with a soul but driven by others, then brother should have a master who drives him... …

This truth made him feel a suffocating sense of uneasiness. It turns out that what separates them is not only the difference in strength, but also whether Brother Fang is married or not.

But after this, there was another person, a person that Brother Fang would always listen to, a person who said that if he lost Brother Fang, he would lose it forever.

Brother Fang is another person's property, even he himself never really owned himself.

The promises he made were all based on the breath of others.

Because of this thought, Qi Yan felt uncomfortable for a while, but because of this thought, he also had new desires.

But if one day he can become stronger than the master that Brother Fang doesn't want to mention, maybe he can find out and defeat that ghost cultivator, snatch Brother Fang over, and completely own Brother Fang.

It wasn't expecting to hold the sword together, or waiting anxiously for Brother Fang to come to him, or cautiously looking for Brother Fang, hoping for Brother Fang's good, looking forward to being able to stand side by side in the future.

Instead, he really owns Brother Fang, including the person and the coffin, from the soul to the body, everything belongs to him alone.

Let Brother Fang be his property.

Because of this bold idea, Qi Yan began to be crazily jealous of the ghost cultivator who now had Brother Fang, and at the same time secretly gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

One day, he will be stronger than everyone.

He wants to let Brother Fang have freedom, so that he can shine in front of people as before, instead of shrinking like he is now.

Brother Fang, wait for me.

Fang Yun didn't know that a strange imaginary enemy had formed in Qi Yan's heart, nor did he know that he had become the property of that strange imaginary enemy in Qi Yan's heart.

Fang Yun could only see that Qi Yan seemed to have accepted the half-baked rhetoric, and had formed his own speculation, so he stopped questioning.

Fang Yun guessed that he regarded himself as a ghost cultivator.

After all, those who are usually able to survive halfway while lying in a coffin are not vampires and zombies.

Fang Yun stroked the back of Qi Yan's head, and seeing that the other party stopped asking, he asked slowly: "Qi Yan, why are you so nonsense, and you sneaked out of the sect so late?"

Knowing that he was wrong, Qi Yan rested his chin on Fang Yun's shoulder, not daring to look up at Fang Yun, and replied in a low voice: "I only sneaked out because I missed Brother Fang so much. Brother Fang, I knew I was wrong."

Because I haven't seen him for a few days, I miss him so much that I can't help but run out by myself?

The first time Fang Yun saw Qi Yan who had grown up, he felt that he was a little too affectionate towards him, but after seeing that the other party seemed to be decent in front of him, he didn't take it too seriously. It was Qi Yan who was expressing his joy after reuniting after a long absence.

Who would have thought that he is really a sticky spirit who can't do without people.

Just like the puppy that Fang Yun had raised before, he had to follow behind him all the time. Once he was locked up and one didn’t see him, he had to try his best to escape from the prison, and then wagged his tail to look for him everywhere so that he could continue to be with him. Follow him to patrol the territory.

Fang Yun pushed Qi Yan, and then asked: "It's your little friend, that...Cheng Ran, who gave you the idea?"

Qi Yanxiong held Fang Yun in his arms, and walked away ignorantly, but explained: "It's because I miss my brother too much."

He also knows how to be loyal, one person does things and one person should not drag others into trouble.

"Oh, that's right." Fang Yun nodded, changed the way of asking, and asked in a cool and shady way, "I added material to my coat, so you can follow me, right? You two, about Okay follow me?"

Judging from Brother Fang's tone, he was the one who bored Brother Fang.

Qi Yan was startled, and immediately tore himself off Fang Yun's body, looked at Fang Yun and argued, "It's not what brother thinks, how could I plot against brother? I didn't know beforehand, Brother trust me."

In that case, it was really that little bastard Cheng Ran's idea.

Little bunny, very bad.Fang Yun only felt his teeth itch, and gritted his teeth: "Stop imitating him, he is cheating you. If you have nothing to do and don't think about how to cultivate well, what do you want to do with me?"

"Brother Fang, I have always practiced diligently in the sect. I thought that I could come out to find my brother as soon as possible. I have never dared to neglect one day. This time I am really obsessed." Hearing these words, Qi Yan immediately turned his head and turned the blame on Cheng Ran. Shaking him, "Brother, I know I was wrong, and I will concentrate on practicing in the future, and I will not let my brother down by messing with other people."

Fang Yun patted Qi Yan on the shoulder, and showed him a kind smile: "I saw me this time, let's go, I will take you back."

However, Qi Yan lowered his eyes to cover his red eyes from crying, and did not respond quickly.

He sniffed, and after a small hiccup, he said pitifully, "It's just Brother Fang, I'm really scared."

Fang Yun naturally knew what Qi Yan was afraid of.

After all, Fang Yun himself was upset listening to his noisy mourning in the magic palace, but he was still howling.

Maybe because he thought he was dead, how long a person cried sadly. I am afraid that this kind of blow and injury will not get better for a long time.

I'm afraid that this day will become a demon in Qi Yan's heart that cannot be dissipated.

Beginning monks are most afraid of this kind of deep-rooted demons. Once formed, demons will often come out to cause trouble, causing monks to have distracting thoughts at critical moments that require a high degree of concentration, and even go crazy.

Fang Yun had no intention of letting himself become the lingering demon in Qi Yan's heart, so he supported Qi Yan's chin with one hand, pulled him to look up at him, and showed a gentle smile.

He wiped the messy tears on Qi Yan's face with his thumb, and then coaxed him: "I'm not that weak, and I won't die so easily. I'll always be here waiting for you to become a teacher, huh?"

Brother Fang...

Qi Yan stared blankly at Fang Yun's gentle and thin face, and his heart beat slowly accelerated.

This pair of skin is so good-looking, especially when she smiles, it can gently hook others' hearts.

He really wanted to touch this face, to touch Brother Fang's tender lips.

Probably because the great grief before was too intense, Qi Yan couldn't restrain his desire very well, so he touched Fang Yun's snow-white skin according to his inner thoughts.

But he was still a little in awe of Fang Yun, and he didn't dare to really touch the corner of Fang Yun's lips. He just rubbed his fingertips along Fang Yun's side face.

It's a pity that no matter how good this skin and the soul in it are, they still belong to a ghost cultivator hiding in a dark corner, not to him.

one day...

Fang Yun looked at his demented look, and thought he was crying stupidly, and asked himself: "Do you have any mortal things that you carry close to your body?"

Qi Yan paused for a moment before answering: "Brother... I always keep the rattle that my brother gave me last time."

Seeing Fang Yun waving, he immediately took out the rattle from his sleeve and handed it to Fang Yun.

"In this way, I will leave you a trace of my spiritual consciousness." Fang Yun took the rattle, and condensed a small ray of spiritual consciousness on his fingertips.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the fingertips, his face was slightly illuminated by the light from the fingertips, with a unique softness, "As long as I am alive and my soul is still alive, it will always exist. When you look at it, you can Know I'm fine."

Brother wants to leave him a token?Qi Yan stared at Fang Yun's fingertips and swallowed subconsciously.

"If you miss me in the future, shake this rattle, and I will be able to detect it. If you are outside the fairy gate, I will come to you. If you are not, I can also sense your missing." Fang Yun pointed The sharp spiritual thoughts poured into the rattle, and handed it back to Qi Yan, "If you shake it when you're already at my side, I'll wake up in a while."

Having said this, Fang Yun laughed again, showing his white teeth: "Of course, if you come to me again for no reason, I will teach you a lesson."

Qi Yan took the rattle with both hands, and touched the drum surface with his fingertips. He felt that this small object was so precious that he wanted to hold it tightly and not let go.

Brother Fang...had left him with a trace of consciousness. From then on, Brother Fang was no longer an untouchable fantasy to him.

Qi Yan's heart was covered warmly by the rattle, and on his face that was covered with tears, he couldn't help showing a sunny dog's tail smile, and happily replied: "Understood, Brother Fang."