don't pass time

Ah Qi has always been clever and loves the truth, and although Tang Yue is a rough person, lacking a lot in the ability to arrange troops, but he is not stupid with rich experience, they immediately understood when Qianye mentioned this.It is said that mirages can exhale air and transform into illusions. The underwater town may have long since disappeared. The scene seen from the surface of the water is that mirages are at work.Having said that, in fact, almost no one in the world has seen what a real mirage looks like. This is a monster that only exists in words, so before Qianye opened his mouth, no one really wanted to go in this direction.And this enchantment should indeed be made by someone with high spiritual power.

Qianye said again: "It's not very ingenious to fuse the breath of the mirage with the enchantment, but this person can drive the ancient gods and monsters. Dare to ask seniors, how many people have this ability in the world today?"

Tang Yue thought for a while, and realized that the matter was a bit tricky. Before he could speak, there was a sudden explosion on the water surface, and a huge splash exploded at the same time.Everyone was caught off guard, and hurriedly stretched out their hands to cover their faces, but Qianye and Tang Yue went up to the water, and saw Lu Zhuoying and Mo Yu coming out from the center of the water splash side by side, and jumped to the ground in a few steps.

The rest of the people came to their senses and went up to meet them, and found that Lu Zhuoying seemed to be seriously injured, while Mo Yu looked haggard but intact.Ah Qi rushed up, saw that Mo Yu was speechless, and said in a daze, "Master." Mo Yu knew that he was worried about his illness, so he smiled and said, "It's over, it's okay."

Everyone in the Mo family breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at Lu Zhuoying's injury, only Chiba's sharp eyes saw that Mo Yu quietly hid his sleeves.

Finally, when the crowd dispersed, Ah Qi took care of Mo Yu who had survived another catastrophe. After a few words of advice, Lu Zhuoying found a way to go away from the camp. Before leaving, she seemed to casually glance at Qianye , Chiba understood, and followed after a while.

After these years, Qianye is a mature and calm ruler in front of everyone, a big sister who is sometimes caring and sometimes strict in front of Mo Yu, but only in front of Lu Zhuoying and Dongfang Ke, she still looks like a little girl who can't grow up.Although in terms of actual age in the world, as a phoenix, she lived far longer than the two of them.

She looked at the somewhat monotonous figure, walked over and called, "I'll take my brother."

Lu Zhuoying didn't answer, turned around for a long time, looked at her with a tired face, Qianye was startled when she saw his slumped look, and called again: "I take brother?"

"Qianye, do you know how we broke through that barrier?"

Qianye frowned slightly, shook her head: "I don't know."

"We used Zhizhi's blood."

Qianye was startled, the scene of Mo Yu hiding her hands just now flashed past, she hurriedly said: "I'll tell you clearly, brother."

Lu Zhuoying was a little lost in thought, remembering the underwater scene just now, Mo Yu's appearance clearly knew that his blood was special, but he didn't explain anything.After waking up, he disregarded Lu Zhuoying's dissuasion, cut his wrist with the airflow, and smiled: "I'll take it, trust me."

That smile was different from the usual arrogance or cunning, but flat and comforting, which surprised Lu Zhuoying.He saw that Mo Yu's blood flowed out of his body and turned into mist, filling the entire bubble, and his vision turned scarlet.Mo Yu stretched out his hand to grab him, watching his own blood drive away the fog-like darkness.The enchantment was loose, and he shouted: "Go!"

Standing here at this moment, Lu Zhuoying still felt terrified, as if the blood mist stained on her body hadn't dissipated, it was Mo Yu's, the most authentic taste, besides the smell of blood, was also bitter.

Qianye reached out to touch his shoulder, Lu Zhuoying turned her head and saw the surprise in her eyes, then shook her head: "I am also at a loss now, Zhizhi has an innate spiritual bone that cannot be born, and spirituality is inherently heavy, what if blood The strange thing is, although I have never heard of this matter, it is within the scope of my acceptance. However..."

Qianye waited for a long time but did not hear the following, and was about to speak when she heard Lu Zhuoying ask: "Is there any clue to what I asked your master to investigate?"

"Master has read a lot of ancient books in recent years, but he has never found anything useful. It is true that some people have lost their spiritual power, but they are all due to external causes such as poisoning or injury, and the symptoms will not be so regular Zhizhi's situation is indeed quite special." Qianye lowered her eyebrows, her tone was a little worried, then she shook her head again, looking at Lu Zhuying with burning eyes, "But the master said, he will continue to look for For the cause of the disease, if he said he would look for it, he would definitely find it!"

Seeing her swearing, Lu Zhuoying suddenly felt less flustered. He smiled, this silly phoenix really believed in her master.

Maybe it's midnight, maybe it's almost dawn, even if the thick darkness doesn't affect the hunter's vision, it will still be overwhelming.Yan Lang quietly entered the room, he walked over slowly, leaned his back against the door of Lu Yuan's bedroom, and sat down slowly.

No sleep for one night.

The next day when Lu Yuan opened his eyes, he found that it was dawn. He didn't know when he fell asleep, nor how he got to bed.Because he hasn't lived in it for a long time, his bed was originally covered with a white cloth. He sat up and saw that the white cloth was folded and placed on the bedside. feel at ease.

Is it because I am so confused that I can't remember what happened after I was sleepy, or is someone treating me like a child again?

Lu Yuan fell headlong into the bed again, took a while to get up, went out of the room and saw that there were steamed stuffed buns and soy milk on the table, he walked over and found a note: "The school has temporarily arranged, I have to go on a business trip for two days, Eat well by yourself."

Lu Yuan looked at the short sentence over and over for a long time, and was sure it was Yan Lang's handwriting.Why haven't I heard him mention it before?Lu Yuan scratched his head.

Sure enough, Yan Lang did not appear in the Chinese medicine class in the morning, and the ancient Greek literature selection was a class taught by a middle-aged female teacher. Facing the whispering below, the teacher pushed his glasses and said concisely: "Mr. Come on."

Xu Yao turned her head to look at Lu Yuan, and whispered, "Where did Teacher Yan go?"

"I don't know." In a flat tone.

Xu Yao was a little surprised: "Huh? How could you not know?"

Lu Yuan raised his eyebrows, expressing that he didn't care, and said in a relaxed tone, "What? Should I know?"

Just as Xu Yao was about to answer, the unsmiling teacher on the podium patted the blackboard: "Those two students, stop talking!"

Xu Yao stuck out her tongue and turned around. Almost immediately, Lu Yuan received a message: "It feels like you two have a very good relationship. You are always together. I thought he would tell you."

Why did he tell me?Lu Yuan rolled his eyes, and was about to reply, but his fingers stopped on the screen.

Why?This is the feeling of being angry, right?Why do you get angry?Just because Yan Lang didn't tell me where he went?But where he goes is his freedom, why do I have to know?

Lu Yuan was choked by his own doubts, he felt that he suddenly couldn't see himself clearly, he stretched out his hand and typed a few words: "He didn't say anything."

Really, frustration, even if he is my teacher, some kind of distant uncle, who lives with me, there is no need to be like this.Something is wrong, Lu Yuan thought, probably because apart from my grandfather, I have never had such a deep connection with anyone, never had such a good friend and such a close person, so I don't know how to treat it normally.

This was the first time that Lu Yuan was alone at home. It was a peaceful night, but he didn't fall asleep much.

The next night, Lu Yuan was sitting in a corner of the sofa with a book in his hand but couldn't read it. He looked up and saw the clock hanging on the wall of the living room, staring at the second hand from the number nine to the number nine again, before returning to the book. Suddenly, I realized that it was only a quarter of an hour before two o'clock.There was a sudden knock on the door, and he shuddered for a moment, bounced off the sofa and walked towards the entrance, and when he opened the door, he met Shang Yanlang's misty eyes unexpectedly.

He turned sideways to want Yan Lang to enter the room, but Yan Lang's feet softened and he almost knelt down. He quickly reached out to hug him, so Yan Lang stopped trying to support himself and hung on Lu Yuan's body.

"Hey, hey, teacher, didn't you go on a business trip and drank so much wine?!" He stretched out his foot to close the door, trying to help Yan Lang go in, the smell of alcohol fainted, and Lu Yuan smelled the scent and muttered, "It's really , How much did you drink, my God?"

Hearing this, Yan Lang raised his head, his eyes were covered with water vapor, looking deep and deep, Lu Yuan found it difficult to look away, so he gritted his teeth and turned his head sideways.Yan Lang hooked the corner of his mouth and said, "Why are you so wordy."

His voice was steady, but it was unbelievably low, as if his words had been soaked in wine, and they also carried water vapor, and they were sent to the ears at close range, creating a tactile sensation that could not be pulled off.

Lu Yuan sighed helplessly, and Yan Lang made a wrong judgment with the remaining bit of clarity, thinking that he was too lazy to deal with himself as a drunkard, so he straightened up and wanted to walk by himself, Lu Yuan felt his intentions, and was angry Authentic: "Come on, you."

He half turned away, pulled Yan Lang and wrapped one hand around his neck, and was about to use force, but Yan Lang followed his movements and circled his shoulders, took a step forward, and just pushed him against the wall.

Lu Yuan struggled for a while, but didn't break free.

After staying together for a long time, Yan Lang would occasionally make some small jokes with Lu Yuan, so Lu Yuan couldn't help but suspect that the drunk was just pretending, and he was so strong that he actually believed that he was really unstable.Just when Lu Yuan was slandering in the bottom of his heart, Yan Lang broke his chin with the other hand.

In the next second, Lu Yuan felt the moisture on his lips.

Lu Yuan stood there in shock, his scalp was numb, and his body was as stiff as a piece of iron.At first it was a light touch, but then it seemed that it wasn't enough, Yan Lang started to pry his lips open, Lu Yuan reacted suddenly, and tilted his head to avoid it.Yan Lang obediently moved his face away, and hugged him in his arms. They were about the same height. Yan Lang lowered his head slightly, resting his chin on Lu Yuan's shoulder. He muttered two words: "To Zhi."

"To it?"

Lu Yuan suddenly felt very uncomfortable. He forgot the identity of the person in front of him at this moment.With a little distance, he stretched out his hand to pinch Yan Lang's chin, met his eyes, and repeated: "To Zhi?"

Yan Lang just looked at him, smiled confusedly, threw his head on his shoulder, and fell asleep.

Lu Yuan felt a fire ignited in his heart, but unfortunately it only burned himself.

The author has something to say:

I really like the part about being drunk, the reason is of course hahahahaha

Then, the two-line drama will soon be over!

do you know?I!When I wrote Fang January yesterday!Make yourself dizzy!Oh my god, I really like Fang Yiyue so much! ! !

Chiba Guliang is so cool, but when facing Lu Zhuoying and the head of Dongfang, she becomes cuter and cuter, and then she suffers more, because neither of them can be relied on.

I found that sometimes when I got excited thinking about the plot, I would think oh my god, why am I so good, and when I calmed down, I felt so annoying, I can’t write well and everyone doesn’t want to read it, it’s really crazy.

but!I still want to write according to what I think first!

P opened a new article, because she is here, I will feel that I have to work harder~ Otherwise, even as a fan, I will be ashamed, my boss.