Not long after Wen Song walked down the steps, the sword in the boy's hand suddenly turned and pierced the ground. His teeth were clenched tightly together, so that the lines of his cheeks were tight and cold.
The tip of the sword collided with the ground, and there was a "zheng" sound. Wen Song heard the movement and turned around to look. Seeing that Yin Su's face was not right, he ran back quickly, "Su Su, what's wrong with you?"
Yin Su half-kneeled on the ground, the knuckles holding the sword hilt were bulging, and he took a while to get used to the pain, "I, it's fine."
"How can you be okay like this?"
Wen Song also knelt down halfway, and probed his meridians with spiritual power. However, after probing, he found nothing abnormal. He put his palm on the back of Yinsu's hand and said softly, "Susu, what is wrong with you?"
A few drops of sweat slid down from Yinsu's temples, before it could be wiped off by the master, he stood up slowly with his sword on the ground, "It's not me, it's my mother, she took the blood of her own heart and gave her orders to cooperate with her." Art, let me go back."
When Wen Song heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously grabbed Yin Su's wrist and said, "Don't go back."
Feeling the increasingly intense pain in his body, Yin Su let out a deep breath, "If I don't go back, my mother will take all the blood from my heart."
Wen Song really wanted to say, "Then let her take it," but when he looked into Yin Su's silent eyes, the words he said became "I'll go with you."
"it is good."
Yinsu Yujian went to the Hall of Eternal Life and asked Yin Weizhi how to enter the back mountain.
Yin Weizhi sat at the top, and gave out the jade bi that had entered the back mountain without asking any further questions, "Put this place in the eye of the formation, and you can enter."
"Thank you Sect Master."
-
After the two entered the back mountain, they walked along the winding path to the ridge.
Zhu Hong's palace is dignified, but it also looks a bit dilapidated because of its lack of popularity.
Behind the gate of the palace, there is a woman in plain clothes, her black hair is not tied, her face is pale and slumped on the ground, and her thick hair like ink is spread out, making the formerly pure and graceful woman a little more haggard.
She quietly looked at Yin Su who had stepped into the threshold, her eyes were sad and cold, "A Su."
Yin Su stood at the gate of the palace and did not step forward. He looked at the blood on the woman's fingertips and said, "Mother can stop the spell."
The pine-green blood pulsated with Fajue, jumped up at the fingertips, and disappeared after a while. The woman looked at the boy she hadn't seen in four years and asked, "Why didn't Ah Su come back after he was taken out?"
Yin Su said: "I am not the person mother wants to see."
The woman leaned against the stone pillar and smiled. She smiled very happily, and when her eyes waved, there was a hint of sarcasm, "So you are acting according to my wishes?"
Yin Su's lips moved, not knowing what to reply.
The woman pointed to the outside of the hall, "Since that's the case, why don't you let your father come to see me?"
Yin Su lowered his eyes, "I can't control the will of the suzerain."
The woman leaned forward slightly, "Then have you ever mentioned me a single word in front of him?"
"Never."
The woman stared at Yin Su coldly, her eyes were not on her son, but on her enemy, "Why did I give birth to such a wolf-hearted thing like you?"
Facing the woman's piercing and disgusting gaze, Yin Su couldn't help taking a step back. No matter how tough he was, he was only a 14-year-old boy.
His fingers holding the sword trembled slightly, and a cold and sharp thing suddenly appeared in his heart, "Then, I'm leaving."
He couldn't pronounce the word mother.
After a brief gaffe, the woman quickly regained her composure. She leaned against the stone pillar where the phoenix was lingering, and no longer looked at him sideways, "A Su, I have raised you for ten years."
Yin Su's feet were nailed by this sentence.
After a moment, he asked, "What do you want me to do?"
"Go and mention me to him, maybe..." When the woman said this, her voice was hoarse, making people think of a person trapped in the abyss who could no longer see the light, desperate and depressed, "He will here."
She really loves Yin Weizhi to the extreme, to the point of madness, no matter whether it is her son or her life, she is no match for Yin Weizhi.
Yin Su's throat rolled several times, and it took him a long time to say "good".
He left without even stepping into the palace.
Wen Song looked at Yin Su's flushed eyes, turned around and hugged him, he hugged him so tightly that his arms felt a little pain, but Yin Su in his arms didn't respond at all.
"Susu."
"Shouldn't I be born?"
"How could it be?" Wen Song felt sour when he heard his question, "You are the only Susu in this world, the best Susu, and the most important person to me gone."
You's nasal words warmed Yin Su's chilly heart, "Will I... be your most important person all the time?"
"Always, until I die."
Yin Su raised his arm, slowly put his hand on Wen Song's back near his heart, and hugged him back.
After this day, Wen Song found that Yin Su seemed to have changed a little, more introverted and colder in front of outsiders, but in front of him, he was the same as before, even closer.
Yin Su did mention it to Yin Weizhi once as the woman asked, but when Yin Weizhi heard the woman from Yin Su's mouth, his expression was extremely cold and he didn't take her seriously.
Since this time, Yin Su has stepped into the back mountain more times than before, but his heart is colder than before.
If a woman wanted to know about Yin Weizhi, she could only go through Yin Su's mouth. Gradually, she returned to her original gentle and gentle appearance, as if those injuries never existed.
But both of them knew that this was just an appearance.
The woman used Yin Su at the beginning, then hated him later, and finally envied him for getting Yin Weizhi's teaching. From the beginning to the end, she never showed any sincerity.
As for Yinsu, he had expected, relied on, trusted, and obeyed his mother, and in the end, all of them became silent.
-
Five years have passed, and Yinsu is nineteen.
The young man from back then is now dressed in black, and cut the sneak attacker under the sword, the blood stained the corners of his clothes, and there was no trace of it.
Wen Song walked up to him, and wiped the bright red splashed on his cheeks, "After leaving Qize Mausoleum, do you want to go back to the sect?"
Yin Su stood there, letting Wen Song wipe it, "I have to go to Sui Xiao City again, and sell the disk array I burned a few days ago and some useless things."
Wen Song responded, and he was about to retract the hand that was placed on Yin Su's cheek, but suddenly felt weak in his hand, as if his arm was out of control.
Not only the hands, but also the body is soft.
When Wen Song was about to fall to the ground, Yin Su hugged him, his eyebrows furrowed, and he called out "brother".
Wen Song's consciousness was a little drowsy. He looked at Yin Su's opening and closing lips, but couldn't tell what he was talking about.
Yin Su couldn't get a response from Wen Song, and his expression became more and more condensed. He picked him up and left Qizeling quickly.
When the two of them went out, Wen Song's consciousness had recovered. He put his fingers on Yin Su's eyebrows and rubbed them lightly, "Su Su, don't frown."
Yin Su's arm tightened suddenly, and Wen Song in his arms was pressed against his chest in an instant, "You just...what's wrong?"
If you listen carefully, you can find the slight tremor in Yin Su's words. The moment Wen Song lost consciousness, his heart shrank instantly.
He is afraid, afraid that something will happen to this person.
Wen Song's finger fell from between Yin Su's eyebrows, he looked back into Yin Su's eyes, and said seriously: "Su Su, what if I disappear one day?"
In fact, this is not the first time that such a situation has happened. He can feel that his spiritual consciousness is slowly weakening, and maybe one day it will really disappear.
Yin Su looked at him with dark eyes, "What are you talking about?"
Wen Song's lips trembled, "I said... what if I disappear?"
"How dare you say such a thing?"
Yin Su stared at him stubbornly, questioning deeply in his eyes, "Did you forget what you promised me?"
"I don't," Wen Song put his head on Yinsu's heart, and hot tears fell on his heart, "I want to take you out of the floating world, live with you, practice swords with you, and practice swords with you. Be your little fox, but... no, this is your memory, you really live here."
"I don't know what to do to make you want to wake up."
Following Wen Song's narration, some vague images flashed in Yin Su's mind, but they disappeared in an instant, "My memory?"
"Yes, your memory," Wen Song told him about Yimeng Floating Life, "If I... didn't wake you up, it would be nice to spend so much time with you."
Yin Su's eyes froze. All these years, he was the only one who could see Wen Song, and the reason why he was the only one who could meet Wen Song. At this moment, there was an explanation, because this person came here for him.
"So you don't even need your cultivation, but you want to enter my floating life and wake me up?"
Wen Song put his palm on his front, and raised his eyes full of sincerity, "You once said that you want me to stand by your side, but if you can't wake up, who shall I stand by?"
When he said these words, a picture vaguely appeared in Yin Su's mind. The two of them sat hugging on the vast sea of clouds, watching the night and the stars together.
But this scene disappeared in an instant like a fleeting image, leaving only a vain impression on Yin Su, "I seem to remember something."
When Wen Song heard this, joy burst into his eyes, "Can you remember?"
Yin Su shook his head, "I can only remember a general scene."
"That's okay, I can tell you about these things one by one," Wen Song grabbed Yinsu's lapel, with a smile in his eyes, "Will we go out when you remember?"
作者有话要说:感谢在2020-02-2623:52:08~2020-02-2723:43:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: kao479015 bottles; ima2 bottles; Ouqizheng, Qianshuangruye1 bottle;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
The tip of the sword collided with the ground, and there was a "zheng" sound. Wen Song heard the movement and turned around to look. Seeing that Yin Su's face was not right, he ran back quickly, "Su Su, what's wrong with you?"
Yin Su half-kneeled on the ground, the knuckles holding the sword hilt were bulging, and he took a while to get used to the pain, "I, it's fine."
"How can you be okay like this?"
Wen Song also knelt down halfway, and probed his meridians with spiritual power. However, after probing, he found nothing abnormal. He put his palm on the back of Yinsu's hand and said softly, "Susu, what is wrong with you?"
A few drops of sweat slid down from Yinsu's temples, before it could be wiped off by the master, he stood up slowly with his sword on the ground, "It's not me, it's my mother, she took the blood of her own heart and gave her orders to cooperate with her." Art, let me go back."
When Wen Song heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously grabbed Yin Su's wrist and said, "Don't go back."
Feeling the increasingly intense pain in his body, Yin Su let out a deep breath, "If I don't go back, my mother will take all the blood from my heart."
Wen Song really wanted to say, "Then let her take it," but when he looked into Yin Su's silent eyes, the words he said became "I'll go with you."
"it is good."
Yinsu Yujian went to the Hall of Eternal Life and asked Yin Weizhi how to enter the back mountain.
Yin Weizhi sat at the top, and gave out the jade bi that had entered the back mountain without asking any further questions, "Put this place in the eye of the formation, and you can enter."
"Thank you Sect Master."
-
After the two entered the back mountain, they walked along the winding path to the ridge.
Zhu Hong's palace is dignified, but it also looks a bit dilapidated because of its lack of popularity.
Behind the gate of the palace, there is a woman in plain clothes, her black hair is not tied, her face is pale and slumped on the ground, and her thick hair like ink is spread out, making the formerly pure and graceful woman a little more haggard.
She quietly looked at Yin Su who had stepped into the threshold, her eyes were sad and cold, "A Su."
Yin Su stood at the gate of the palace and did not step forward. He looked at the blood on the woman's fingertips and said, "Mother can stop the spell."
The pine-green blood pulsated with Fajue, jumped up at the fingertips, and disappeared after a while. The woman looked at the boy she hadn't seen in four years and asked, "Why didn't Ah Su come back after he was taken out?"
Yin Su said: "I am not the person mother wants to see."
The woman leaned against the stone pillar and smiled. She smiled very happily, and when her eyes waved, there was a hint of sarcasm, "So you are acting according to my wishes?"
Yin Su's lips moved, not knowing what to reply.
The woman pointed to the outside of the hall, "Since that's the case, why don't you let your father come to see me?"
Yin Su lowered his eyes, "I can't control the will of the suzerain."
The woman leaned forward slightly, "Then have you ever mentioned me a single word in front of him?"
"Never."
The woman stared at Yin Su coldly, her eyes were not on her son, but on her enemy, "Why did I give birth to such a wolf-hearted thing like you?"
Facing the woman's piercing and disgusting gaze, Yin Su couldn't help taking a step back. No matter how tough he was, he was only a 14-year-old boy.
His fingers holding the sword trembled slightly, and a cold and sharp thing suddenly appeared in his heart, "Then, I'm leaving."
He couldn't pronounce the word mother.
After a brief gaffe, the woman quickly regained her composure. She leaned against the stone pillar where the phoenix was lingering, and no longer looked at him sideways, "A Su, I have raised you for ten years."
Yin Su's feet were nailed by this sentence.
After a moment, he asked, "What do you want me to do?"
"Go and mention me to him, maybe..." When the woman said this, her voice was hoarse, making people think of a person trapped in the abyss who could no longer see the light, desperate and depressed, "He will here."
She really loves Yin Weizhi to the extreme, to the point of madness, no matter whether it is her son or her life, she is no match for Yin Weizhi.
Yin Su's throat rolled several times, and it took him a long time to say "good".
He left without even stepping into the palace.
Wen Song looked at Yin Su's flushed eyes, turned around and hugged him, he hugged him so tightly that his arms felt a little pain, but Yin Su in his arms didn't respond at all.
"Susu."
"Shouldn't I be born?"
"How could it be?" Wen Song felt sour when he heard his question, "You are the only Susu in this world, the best Susu, and the most important person to me gone."
You's nasal words warmed Yin Su's chilly heart, "Will I... be your most important person all the time?"
"Always, until I die."
Yin Su raised his arm, slowly put his hand on Wen Song's back near his heart, and hugged him back.
After this day, Wen Song found that Yin Su seemed to have changed a little, more introverted and colder in front of outsiders, but in front of him, he was the same as before, even closer.
Yin Su did mention it to Yin Weizhi once as the woman asked, but when Yin Weizhi heard the woman from Yin Su's mouth, his expression was extremely cold and he didn't take her seriously.
Since this time, Yin Su has stepped into the back mountain more times than before, but his heart is colder than before.
If a woman wanted to know about Yin Weizhi, she could only go through Yin Su's mouth. Gradually, she returned to her original gentle and gentle appearance, as if those injuries never existed.
But both of them knew that this was just an appearance.
The woman used Yin Su at the beginning, then hated him later, and finally envied him for getting Yin Weizhi's teaching. From the beginning to the end, she never showed any sincerity.
As for Yinsu, he had expected, relied on, trusted, and obeyed his mother, and in the end, all of them became silent.
-
Five years have passed, and Yinsu is nineteen.
The young man from back then is now dressed in black, and cut the sneak attacker under the sword, the blood stained the corners of his clothes, and there was no trace of it.
Wen Song walked up to him, and wiped the bright red splashed on his cheeks, "After leaving Qize Mausoleum, do you want to go back to the sect?"
Yin Su stood there, letting Wen Song wipe it, "I have to go to Sui Xiao City again, and sell the disk array I burned a few days ago and some useless things."
Wen Song responded, and he was about to retract the hand that was placed on Yin Su's cheek, but suddenly felt weak in his hand, as if his arm was out of control.
Not only the hands, but also the body is soft.
When Wen Song was about to fall to the ground, Yin Su hugged him, his eyebrows furrowed, and he called out "brother".
Wen Song's consciousness was a little drowsy. He looked at Yin Su's opening and closing lips, but couldn't tell what he was talking about.
Yin Su couldn't get a response from Wen Song, and his expression became more and more condensed. He picked him up and left Qizeling quickly.
When the two of them went out, Wen Song's consciousness had recovered. He put his fingers on Yin Su's eyebrows and rubbed them lightly, "Su Su, don't frown."
Yin Su's arm tightened suddenly, and Wen Song in his arms was pressed against his chest in an instant, "You just...what's wrong?"
If you listen carefully, you can find the slight tremor in Yin Su's words. The moment Wen Song lost consciousness, his heart shrank instantly.
He is afraid, afraid that something will happen to this person.
Wen Song's finger fell from between Yin Su's eyebrows, he looked back into Yin Su's eyes, and said seriously: "Su Su, what if I disappear one day?"
In fact, this is not the first time that such a situation has happened. He can feel that his spiritual consciousness is slowly weakening, and maybe one day it will really disappear.
Yin Su looked at him with dark eyes, "What are you talking about?"
Wen Song's lips trembled, "I said... what if I disappear?"
"How dare you say such a thing?"
Yin Su stared at him stubbornly, questioning deeply in his eyes, "Did you forget what you promised me?"
"I don't," Wen Song put his head on Yinsu's heart, and hot tears fell on his heart, "I want to take you out of the floating world, live with you, practice swords with you, and practice swords with you. Be your little fox, but... no, this is your memory, you really live here."
"I don't know what to do to make you want to wake up."
Following Wen Song's narration, some vague images flashed in Yin Su's mind, but they disappeared in an instant, "My memory?"
"Yes, your memory," Wen Song told him about Yimeng Floating Life, "If I... didn't wake you up, it would be nice to spend so much time with you."
Yin Su's eyes froze. All these years, he was the only one who could see Wen Song, and the reason why he was the only one who could meet Wen Song. At this moment, there was an explanation, because this person came here for him.
"So you don't even need your cultivation, but you want to enter my floating life and wake me up?"
Wen Song put his palm on his front, and raised his eyes full of sincerity, "You once said that you want me to stand by your side, but if you can't wake up, who shall I stand by?"
When he said these words, a picture vaguely appeared in Yin Su's mind. The two of them sat hugging on the vast sea of clouds, watching the night and the stars together.
But this scene disappeared in an instant like a fleeting image, leaving only a vain impression on Yin Su, "I seem to remember something."
When Wen Song heard this, joy burst into his eyes, "Can you remember?"
Yin Su shook his head, "I can only remember a general scene."
"That's okay, I can tell you about these things one by one," Wen Song grabbed Yinsu's lapel, with a smile in his eyes, "Will we go out when you remember?"
作者有话要说:感谢在2020-02-2623:52:08~2020-02-2723:43:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: kao479015 bottles; ima2 bottles; Ouqizheng, Qianshuangruye1 bottle;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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