Dijun, you went to the wrong volute

"What if I don't agree?" There was a layer of gloom on the man's slashed face.

Yuntun maintained his kneeling posture, and said lightly but firmly, "Then Yuntun... will not get up."

Although the snail is small, it would rather bend than bend.

He didn't have his father's temper and power, but he had his father's backbone.

Cang Qi originally thought that this little thing was as soft as his body, but he never expected it to be so strong and unyielding. He has seen countless gods and thousands of spirits in his life, but he has never met someone who made him difficult and tossed. Man, a young goblin, who can't be beaten or scolded, even angry, he dare not be angry now.

Cang Qi bent down to caress his shoulder, feeling the thin bones in his palm stretched instantly, he helped Yuntun stand up, and immediately let go of his hand, "Forgive you... Is this emperor so frightening to you? ?”

Yun Tun raised his head, held the knife in his arms, and said distantly, "Yun Tun dare not."

"Why don't you dare?" Cang Qi asked back, tasting the bitter taste on the tip of his tongue, looking at Yuntun's soft hair, "The more you want to escape, the more I don't want you to escape. Do you think that with your ability, you can escape? Where are you going? Who do you think can protect you from the four realms?"

Yuntun's heart beat faster and his breathing became heavier. He raised his head suddenly, his eyes were covered with redness, he took a step back with the things in his arms, and then took a step back, and said in a hoarse voice, "I can't escape, I will escape!"

He has a father, a father, and an immortal uncle, and none of those people he has will make him feel wronged, and no one will be as aggressive as this villain.

Yun Tun was blocked by Qi's chest, he gasped twice, took a step back, looked at Cang Qi with a sneer, and wanted to say something more, but his heart was like a knife being cut by a sword, the pain was unbearable, and he hadn't eaten for many days His body finally couldn't bear it any longer, and the moment he closed his eyes and fainted, he was full of despair.

Seeing him fall, Cang Qi quickly hugged him and said anxiously, "Little snail? Little snail, wake up." He made a couch, put Yuntun on it, bowed his head to breathe for him, Yuntun Tun's whole body was weak, his face was pale, and he was actually weaker than he was seriously injured.

Seeing how weak the little thing is, Cang Qi wished he could chop himself up and feed it to the dogs. His pride and forbearance that he had always been proud of disappeared in front of Yuntun. Forgive me, Cang Qi thought distressedly, he forgave him, but who can bypass him.

Yuntun's face became a little rosier after crossing the cultivation base, but it was only slightly better. Cang Qi cultivated for ten thousand years, and Yuntun's restless state of mind was blown away overnight.

Is he hated like this, is he afraid like this, Cang Qi asked himself, and his heart was full of unwillingness to ask.

The night wind blows slowly, the moonlight is bright and clear, and the moonlight is shining.

Cang Qi looked at the wonton lying on the couch that had turned into a small snail, and watched the small jade-white shell of the little thing undulate weakly. He reached out and picked up a little quilt to cover the small shell. Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, he saw the little thing The shell moved, but the soft head and delicate tentacles were not exposed, only a shell crawled aimlessly.

"Little snail?" Cang Qi called out in a low voice.

The little shell turned around in a daze, moved closer to his hand, and rubbed his fingers affectionately, probably smelling a familiar scent, the little snail came out with its eyes squinted, and put its little head on the ground. Cang Qi's fingers sniffed, and wept softly.

His cry was very small, so small that he couldn't hear it unless he listened carefully, but Cang Qi seemed to be nailed in place. He stared at the little snail by his hand, and his eyes spun in an instant.

What did he do to make this child sleep unsteadily even in his dreams, if it wasn't for being extremely sad, how could he not be able to help crying even in his dreams.

But in fact, he has never seen Yuntun weeping, even if he hates and complains, he lives like a tree in front of everyone, never bowing his head to anyone.

At this moment, Cang Qi, who was still lucky in his heart, lost completely. Ten thousand years ago, when he slaughtered the Xia clan, he never thought he was wrong, but now, he committed a crime in front of a little snail. Make up for the mistake.

The wind howled on a moonlit night and blew all night, dark clouds covered the stars and the moon, and the night passed in such a muddled way.

When Yuntun woke up, he found that his body was full of cultivation, and his body was better than before. He sat up rubbing his eyes, looked around, and when he saw a person not far away, his lazy appearance immediately tensed. up.

Cang Qi didn't sleep all night, and his expression was not very good. Seeing Yun Tun waking up, he stood outside the bamboo forest with intertwined branches and leaves, and whispered, "This emperor is wrong."

Yun Tun raised his eyes in surprise.

"I'm sorry, little snail." Cang Qi smiled wryly, "I promise you."

After the detoxification, both grievances and grievances will be cleared up, I will let you go, no more entanglement.

Cang Qi came out, seeing the suspicious and wary eyes on Yun Tun's face, he transformed into a phantom sword and cut towards the heart.

Yun Tun's pupils shrank sharply, and saw that an inch-deep wound had melted into Cang Qi's chest.

Cang Qi raised his fingers together, stained with blood from his heart, his voice hoarse three points, "Cang Qi hereby takes the blood of his heart as a proof, I will never hurt you again in this lifetime, if you break this oath, Cang Qi's soul will be disintegrated , shattered to ashes."

After he finished speaking, a blood-colored talisman ignited scarlet fireworks from between his fingers, and the flames slid into Cang Qi's chest like a fish. "This is God's oath, and it is valid for eternal life."

Cang Qi put his hand to his lips to wipe away the blood, the wind blowing in the forest made his robe billow, his dark purple hair was entangled with the lush bamboo leaves, his pool-like eyes were slowly covered with a layer of frost , such as the vast stars falling into the sea.

There was a kind of extremely quiet indifference between his brows, forcing those eyes to withdraw all emotion, Cang Qi must have glanced at Yuntun, apologized again in a low voice, bent down and took the long bottle Put it on the ground, turn around and bring a soft wind, and gradually disappear in front of Yuntun.

It took a long time for the wind in the forest to dissipate before Yuntun slowly got down on the couch, looked at the bottle for a while, and stretched out his hand to open it.

In the bottle is the dew that condenses on the bamboo leaves in early autumn. After being illuminated by the moonlight, it gathers spiritual energy, which can open the acupoints and sink blood. When he was at home, his father also got up before dawn to collect it for him. It was sweet in his throat. , much better than ordinary well water.

Yun Tun squatted on the ground holding the bottle, not knowing how he felt.

Now that Lu Ying had agreed to detoxify Cangqi, Yuntun naturally devoted himself to studying the manual given by his master.

He and Hua Haoyu each had a set of bone china knives, the handles of the knives were plain and narrow, and the iron was cut like mud, reflecting a bit of silver light under the sunlight.

Hua Haoyu practiced martial arts with a sword that was handy for such cold weapons as swords.

On the table in the small courtyard, Yuntun and Hua Haoyu sat at opposite ends, with a round red persimmon placed in front of each. According to Lu Ying's request, they had to use a bone china knife to peel the persimmon without damaging the inner skin of the persimmon. Only then, let alone some juice or something.

"Is this difficult?" The little gray fox lifted his paw up, and the soft persimmon popped out the sweet and greasy flesh under his pad.

Wen Yuan smiled dryly, "It's hard to knock." He lowered his head and licked his paws clean, clicked his mouth, and stretched out his red tongue to roll the persimmon juice on the table into his stomach.

Hua Haoyu wiped the juice off his beard helplessly, "Lie down obediently, and I will peel persimmons for you to eat."

Wen Yuan secretly glanced at Yuntun, revealing a thin crescent-like smiling face.

Holding the soft persimmon, Yun Tun took a deep breath, exchanged a glance with Hua Haoyu, and began to peel it off.

The skin of the persimmon is as thin as a cicada's wing, sticky and light, and the bone china knife breaks when it blows. As soon as it touches it, a small hole is poked out, and the juice of the fruit is gurgling.

Every time there was a hole, Wen Yuan stretched out his head, opened his mouth to bite, and ate up the shattered persimmons, but it was useless.

They practiced for five days, and all the students in the small courtyard ate up the persimmons. Wen Yuan lay on the table and looked at the sweet persimmon juice.

Vomit... The little fox lowered his head and opened his mouth wide, disdainful of the persimmon.

"Are you still eating?" Hua Haoyu asked.

Wen Yuan shook his head desperately, "I'll throw up when I see it."

Hua Haoyu handed over a peeled persimmon. The ruddy persimmon was very juicy and juicy, and he turned his hand to reveal the other side of the persimmon.

The unpeeled skin on it was carved into the appearance of a little fox with its tail cocked, and it was vividly covered with orange-red fur.

"For you," he said.

Wen Yuan immediately widened his fox eyes, full of joy, meowed twice, and ran towards Hua Haoyu wagging his tail, just as he touched his hand, he smelled a persimmon scent, Wen Yuan immediately straightened his feet, The little hoof turned and spit out while running.

I've had enough of this stuff.

Hua Haoyu took water to feed him, and Yuntun looked at their backs with a faint smile.

He lowered his head and put the whole peeled persimmon on the plate. The juice of the persimmon flowed all over the plate. He watched and slowly put away his smile.

In the future, the persimmon in his hand will be replaced by that person's arm, neck, and even the whole body, and this knife will be used to cut open the skin of Cang Qi's body, and scrape the bones to heal the poison.

Yun Tun clenched the handle of the knife, his gaze sank.

There was a bang in the sky, the originally clear and bright sky was covered by thick clouds, and the wind and rain on the sea changed quickly. The people on the island were busy running towards the house, and the little fox was caught in Hua Haoyu's arms and shouted at Yuntun, "Hey~ ~~It’s thundering, it’s raining, and the volute is about to leak~~~”

Yun Tun smiled, holding the knife as if he was holding on to a life-saving straw.

Undersea Cave Mansion.

Lu Ying poured tea for Emperor Cang, "The Emperor has been in a bad mood for the past few days, is there anything I can do for you?"

Cang Qi propped his forehead with his hands, and leaned on the Frost couch, with a tired look between his brows.

He glanced at Lu Ying. He didn't want to say anything, but he didn't know what he thought of. He sat up, rubbed his fingers on the rim of the cup, and asked, "It's been so many years, why didn't you get married?"

Lu Ying has been with Emperor Cang for many years. Ten thousand years ago, they talked about the stability of the four realms, Haiyan and Heqing. Ten thousand years later, they talked about bone poisoning and soul. Hearing the word "marriage", he thought a lot, maybe the emperor wants to talk about marriage for him when he has nothing to do, but he has been hiding from the world for many years, and he doesn't seem to know anyone.

"minister……"

Cang Qi interrupted him and looked at him deeply, "Is it because no one wants to marry you?"

Lu Ying, "..."

Lu Ying took a sip of tea and was sprayed with half a sip.This is really a big misunderstanding. Although he has never married a wife, it is entirely because he has never had such an idea. It is really not as embarrassing as the emperor said.

Lu Ying opened her mouth to argue, but she saw Emperor Cang pinching the cup sullenly, and the words in her mouth changed into, the emperor is wise, and what she said is very true.

Cang Qi glanced at him, his brows and eyes were full of sympathy.

He raised his head and drank the tea in the cup, sighed, he felt pity for each other, probably Lu Ying didn't know what he wanted to ask for advice, Cang Qi stared at the little purple flower, he swore he would never hurt the wonton again, But it is absolutely impossible for him to give up this little thing.

It's just that there is no way in the world to find both ways, so that he can neither hurt the little thing nor leave him.