Dressed as the protagonist Shou's brother who died young

When Wen Song stepped out of the Liuyue Palace, he was stimulated by the scorching sun outside and squinted his eyes. He raised his hand to cover it, and when he opened his eyes completely, he happened to see Yin Su who was leaning on the corridor. He smiled and looked over. There was a faint light in his eyes.

Wen Song was stunned for a moment, and immediately ran over to hug him, "Why is Susu here?"

Yin Su smiled and hugged him back, "Come here to pick you up."

Wen Song rubbed against his neck, with a gentle tone, "You miss me!"

"Well," Yin Su rested his chin on his soft hair, and replied bluntly, "I miss you."

Wen Song felt joy in his heart. He thought of what Xiang Shen had asked him last time when he would marry Yinsu, and hooked Gou Yinsu's finger, "Susu, it seems that we haven't held a wedding ceremony yet."

Yin Su heard his unfinished words, he held Wen Song's fingertips and kissed, his voice was laughing, "When do you want to make glass?"

"Well," Wen Song thought for a while, and said: "The Yunhuan Palace has just been destroyed, and there are still many follow-ups that need to be dealt with. How about we hold the glass-making ceremony after everything has settled?"

Yin Su let out a "huh".

Two months later, it will be a good year, the spring breeze brings warmth and the mountain flowers are in full bloom.

Wen Song and Yinsu's glass-making ceremony went through a lot of debate between Sang Yi and Yin Weizhi, and finally, because Sang Yi's combat power was not as good as Yin Weizhi's, it was decided at the main peak of the Jiuyi Sect.

Yin Weizhi pays [-]% attention to the matter of his son Jieli, ranging from guest invitations to wedding dresses, he can be seen everywhere, which shows how much he attaches importance to his son's ceremony degree.

Wen Song thought he would be very busy, but Yin Weizhi took care of everything. He and Yin Su only had to choose the style of the wedding dress and Jieli's appearance on the day.

Thinking of tomorrow's glaze ceremony, Wen Song couldn't help rolling on the bed, feeling both anticipation and nervousness in his heart.

Yin Su took the man into his arms and fixed him, "Be quiet."

Wen Song lay in his arms, looking at him with sparkling eyes, "Su Su, we are going to make glass tomorrow."

Infected by his joy, Yin Su raised the corners of his lips, "Yes."

Wen Song was a little dissatisfied with him only replying with a simple yes, he pouted and said, "You are perfunctory."

Yin Su didn't know where Wen Song got his conclusion, he said helplessly, "I didn't."

Wen Song's eyeballs rolled around, with a sly look, "Then tell me what you like about me."

Yin Su stared, as if he was really thinking. After a while, he smiled suddenly, took Wen Song's palm and placed it on his heart, "I don't know, but this is you."

Wen Song felt the beating of "bang, bang" under his palm, and his heart also beat faster.

Then Yin Su moved Wen Song's palm to his eyes, "You are here too."

He looked at the handsome young man in front of him, his eyes filled with lingering tenderness, "The person I like is the tears in my eyes, the things in my heart, the person I like."

Wen Song listened to Yinsu's confession of affection, his ears turned red. He was buried in Yinsu's shoulder, and he couldn't help showing two soft, fluffy fox ears. The pointed ears also moved non-stop, looking very happy, "I do the same for Susu."

Yin Su flicked his forehead, "Stupid."

Just as Wen Song was about to raise his head to say something, he saw the affection in Yin Su's eyes. He was dazed for a moment, then moved his lips to the corner of his eyes and kissed him.

Yin Su pinched his waist and said in a low voice, "Can you change the tail too?"

When Wen Song heard Yin Su's words, his whole ears turned red, not only his ears, but also his neck, which was full of color. He looked at him with moist eyes, and even stuttered, "You... You...but we...have...something to do tomorrow."

Yin Su coughed and said, "Just once."

Not long after Wen Song's experience, he believed it naively.

Warm overnight.

Early the next morning, Dao Tong entered the bedroom with two wedding dresses in his hands.

The wedding dress is not red, but black with gold-rimmed cloud patterns. Yinsu is very suitable for this dress. After wearing it, the whole person becomes a lonely moon in the sky, glowing with a cool glow, Wen Songsheng's beautiful , Standing beside Yinsu, it looks like a hectare of frost-coated blue waves covered by the moonlight.

The two looked at each other, both smiling.

Yin Su took his hand and walked out of the bedroom.

The place where the Glass Formation Ceremony was held was the main hall of the Palace of Longevity, under which sat the disciples of the Immortal Sect and some casual cultivators. Everyone was drinking the immortal wine and discussing the ceremony with great interest. The atmosphere was quite lively.

After Wen Song stepped into the hall, he was extremely nervous, but after Yin Su squeezed his palm, the tension suddenly dissipated a lot.

When he walked through the center, he saw Lin Qi and the others out of the corner of his eye. He smiled at him, and then walked forward. The distance was very short, but it seemed very long. He prayed together with Yin Su Heaven and earth, and then the spirit and soul intersect to show that the contract has been concluded.

Many close people at the table looked at them with smiles, Yin Weizhi, Sang Yi, Chong Yao, Xiang Shen, Shen Yu, Rong Xian...

Under such gazes, Wen Song fixed his eyes on Yin Su beside him. In this life, this person will walk hand in hand with him through the years to come.

Extra Story One (Xiang Shen)

After Xiang Shen's mood stabilized, he returned to the cave, he opened the restraint, and saw Yu Zifu sitting under the flower tree waiting for him at a glance, his eyes and eyebrows were the same as before, as if the two had never parted.

The woman was dressed in red and dragged the ground, the trees were full of red clouds, her face was not half as beautiful, and she was regarded as a peerless beauty. She just looked at Xiang Shen, her eyes were soft and affectionate, and her voice was mellow and affectionate, "Ah Shen."

Shrinking Xiang Shen's heart, his steps froze on the spot, even his fingers trembled, "Zi Fau."

Yu Zifan got up from under the tree, walked lightly in front of Xiang Shen, she held Xiang Shen's hand, and said in a resentful tone, "You haven't been back for a long time."

Dried into the deep throat, "I..."

But Yu Zifu didn't listen to his explanation, she stepped on her foot lightly, and put a kiss on Xiang Shen's lips, "I don't want to hear it anymore, you are not allowed to say it."

Even though Yu Zifan did such a thing, Xiang Shen still couldn't be ruthless to her, so he silently fulfilled her wish.

Yu Zifu led Xiangshen back to the flower tree, and then lay down in his arms, black hair spread all over the ground in an instant, she said softly: "The first time we met, you rescued me from the mouth of the monster, when I clearly Terrified, but still very pampered, it's rare that you have such a good temper and can tolerate my temper."

"Later, we met more and more. At first it was accidental, but later I did it on purpose. As time went on, the relationship between you and me became deeper."

"But there are always accidents in everything. Because of you and Wen Song, I separated for a while. I remember that I was very uncomfortable and hated your little brother, but I still wanted to be with you, so I really changed later. .”

"On the eve of the wedding ceremony between you and me, the master gave me the dual cultivation method of Yunhuan Palace. I don't want to practice it at all, but the moment my body was planted with the blood of a monster, I was cursed by the master. According to her order, she will die of old age soon, I am not afraid of death, nor am I afraid of old age, but... I am afraid that I will not be able to stay by your side for a long time."

"So I was selfish for once."

"I hate it, don't I?"

Xiang Shen listened to her confession word by word, tears rolled down his eyes, he knew she was wrong, but he just couldn't blame her, "I don't hate it."

Yu Zifan smiled, her spring-like eyes looked so touching, she coughed up a mouthful of blood, which stained the falling petals red, "That's good."

Seeing Yu Ziji coughing up blood, Xiang Shen panicked, and quickly put his arms around her shoulders, "What's wrong with you?"

Yu Zifan pushed Xiang Shen's hand down, "I'm addicted to drunk beauty."

Xiang Shen's eyes trembled, "Why?"

Drunken Beauty, as the name suggests, after taking it, her cheeks flushed, as if the beauty was drunk, and her appearance was swaying, leaving a woman at her most beautiful time, but this... is a poison that has no solution.

Yu Zijiao's face turned pale, she stroked Xiang Shen's cheek, and asked him: "Didn't you come back to break the contract with me?"

Xiang Shen opened his mouth and did not refute.

Yu Zifan smiled, but tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, "I don't want to break the bond with you while I'm alive, and the bond with you will be broken naturally when I'm dead, just pretend that I lied to myself once, and let me think that until the end of my life, you Still like me."

Xiang hugged her deeply, his voice choked with sobs, "Why are you so bad."

Yu Zifan looked at the flower tree in front of him, his face turned redder, but his tone was very indulgent, "Yeah, I'm not only bad, but also selfish, but you just like me, don't you?"

Xiang Shen closed his eyes, hot tears fell on the skirt of the woman's clothes, and he said softly, "Yes, I like you."

The corners of the woman's lips curled up slowly, and gradually lost her vitality.

It seemed that he was extremely satisfied with these words.

Xiang Shen didn't dare to open his eyes, he held Yu Zijia's hand tightly, pleading in his gentle tone, "Say something to me again!"

no respond.

Xiang Shen's lips trembled slightly, he opened his mouth, panting, his throat seemed to be choked by something.

In the end, he could only touch the woman's forehead and apologize to her with the weakest tears, "I...was wrong, I was wrong..."

He was alone on the ground, helpless like a child.

But there is no woman in this world who will come to hold his hand and make him tender and indulge...

Fan Wai II (Indian Micro)

Ten years later, Wen Song came up with the method of complementing innate talent. All things have spirits. Lingzhi absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon and is made of nature. With the talent contained in Nian Lingzhi as a guide, there may be a glimmer of life.

When he proposed this method, except for a few alchemists, almost no one believed it. After all, once the cultivation base is abolished, it is equivalent to thousands of years of cultivation base disappearing in an instant. Whether it can be cultivated back is one thing. If he is unsuccessful, he may even die, so few people seek him to complement his talent.

But it's not impossible, the only one who cheered him up was Yin Weizhi.

Unexpectedly, Wen Song also asked him the reason, and Yin Weizhi's answer at that time was full of madness, "The deity has reached the limit of this body, if it can't fly, it doesn't matter if this body is destroyed."

Wen Song did his best, and the facts proved that the ideas he put forward were useful. Yin Weizhi's talent was indeed complemented, but because the energy contained in Lingzhi did not match his physical strength, Yin Weizhi directly After becoming a child, his cultivation needs to be rebuilt.

Yin Su looked at Yin Weizhi, who came out of the medicine cauldron and only reached his waist, and couldn't say "Father".

Yin Weizhi really wanted to show a majestic look like before, but no matter what expression he made on his powder-carved face, it would make people feel cute.

After Shen Yu heard about what happened to Yin Weizhi, he made a special trip to Jiuyi Sect from Yueling Gate. As soon as he saw him, he held him by the arm and picked him up, teasingly said: "Weizhi is now In front of me, it’s more or less a junior.”

Yin Weizhi didn't care about getting smaller at first, but it was unbearable to be hugged around like a child. He took Hong Xi who was taller than himself, and slapped Shen Yu hard, "put it down." The deity go down."

Shen Yu saw that even the "real deity" came out, and it was not too funny, so he put it on his hand twice before putting him down. He pursed his lips, looking like he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. appearance.

Yin Weizhi glanced at him with a dark face, "Just laugh if you want to."

Shen Yu let out a "puchi" and finally laughed out. After laughing, he pretended to say: "Wei Zhi's appearance is very cute."

The person of Yinwei became smaller, but his temper became stronger. Seeing Shen Yu's pretentious posture, a burst of anger surged in his chest.

But now he has no cultivation base, no matter how angry he is, there is nothing he can do about Shen Yu, so he can only suppress his anger, "Go back quickly after you finish reading, is Yue Lingmen so idle?"

Shen Yu nodded, "Weizhi and I haven't seen each other for half a year, I really miss them, how about if I stay in Jiuyi Sect for a few more days, how about we catch up on the past?"

Yin Weizhi gritted his teeth and gave Shen Yu a "scroll", if he really let him live in Jiuyi Sect, then he would be the only one who will feel uncomfortable.

Hearing his refusal, Shen Yu hugged him up and patted his head regretfully, and left the Hall of Eternal Life with a smile on his face.

Shen Yu was the first friend who came to see him, but he was not the last one. Next, Chong Yao and Yun Chen both came to Jiuyi Sect to gather around and take revenge. The forbidden area of ​​Yizong.

Ten years later, the foundation of Yinwei was established.

A hundred years later, he advanced to become a god again.

300 years later, the first thunder disaster fell, and the cultivation base returned to Mahayana.

His cultivation progressed really quickly, and when he finally ascended, he was hundreds of years faster than Chong Yao and the others.

After ascension, the cultivation world named him Sword Master Yunwei.

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