After being hit by a demon that fell from the sky

After eating, the two were going to catch up with the next announcement. Before getting into the car, Zhang Yan touched his pocket and found that he didn't bring his wallet.

He Lanjue saw the change in his face, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"My wallet is gone." Zhang Yan slapped his head: "It must have been left in the restaurant."

"It's okay, just go back and get it." He Lanjue comforted.

"Then you wait for me for a while?"

He Lanjue smiled and agreed: "Yes."

Walking to the door of the restaurant, Zhang Yan was about to go in and ask the waiter if he saw his wallet, when he looked up, he bumped into Wu Qin who just came out.

He was standing next to Hua Yong, director of Star Entertainment, discussing something with him.Hua Dong looked haggard, with thick black shadows under his eyes, as if he was not interested in anything.

"Hello, Director Hua!" Zhang Yan smiled and greeted Hua Yong quickly. Although he certainly didn't know him as a little assistant, the necessary courtesy was still indispensable.Hua Yong just nodded indifferently, and walked past him, but Wu Qin who was standing beside him did not move.

He seemed to have noticed something strange in him, and the pair of eyes under the disheveled hair looked straight at him.

Zhang Yan felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, so he hurriedly walked past him.

The wallet was found intact. Zhang Yan looked inside the wallet and found that the yellow talisman He Lanjue had given him was still there, so he heaved a sigh of relief.

Although He Lanjue didn't say anything, Zhang Yan also guessed that the talisman should be something like an amulet, and the monster he encountered last time still left him with lingering fears.

He Lanjue said that his soul smells very good, so doesn't that mean that he has the same physique as Tang Seng?Luo Jiaying's face appeared in Zhang Yan's mind, and he trembled suddenly.

He must be thinking too much.

This little episode was quickly forgotten by him.When Zhang Yan returned to the parking lot, He Lanjue had already driven out the car slowly. When he saw him, he rolled down the window and asked, "How is it? Is there anything missing?"

"No, it's all there."

"That's good." His eyes glanced at the yellow paper protruding from the corner of the wallet, and he smiled lightly.

That night.

He Lanjue opened his eyes in the dark, his eyes were clear without any sleepiness.Zhang Yan next to him was in a deep sleep, breathing evenly and long.

The moonlight spilled into the room through the gaps in the curtains, and in the blue moonlight, a pale shadow gradually appeared, and the white mist condensed into a shape, turning into a vague appearance of a woman in palace attire, faintly looking towards the sleeping Zhang Yan floated over.

Her emptiness met He Lanjue, but as if she had never seen him at all, her figure stopped at Zhang Yan's side, stretching out a pale hand.

Just when this hand was about to touch Zhang Yan, He Lanjue suddenly stopped her.The woman in the palace costume turned her head and looked at He Lanjue silently in the darkness. Her blurred facial features somehow formed a frightened expression, and she screamed silently. Her body gradually became thinner and finally turned into a piece of paper. Thick and thin, suddenly burning.

But for a moment, the woman was no longer in the room, only a wisp of green smoke, showing her existence.

Zhang Yan in his sleep muttered and turned around, unaware of all this.He Lanjue tucked the corner of the quilt for him, her black eyes turned deep, and she looked out of the window, revealing a hint of deep thought.

At the same time, not far downstairs.

A man in black clothes and black trousers was meditating with his eyes closed in the bushes. The yellow paper in front of him suddenly ignited spontaneously. When he opened his eyes, he saw the flame showing a strange blue color, swaying in the night breeze, reflecting the surrounding scene Insidious as hell.

Not long after, the thin yellow paper was burned to ashes. The man got up, let out a sigh of relief, and walked out of this dark corner.

The street lamp downstairs of the resident gave off warm yellow light, illuminating his delicate face. It was Wu Qin who Zhang Yan had met during the day.

He raised his head and looked at the floor where He Lanjue and Zhang Yan lived. The window was as dark as a black hole.

In the early winter night, the surroundings were extremely quiet, but in this night, there seemed to be something else covering the sky in this space.

Ordinary people like Zhang Yan may not be able to notice it, but this strangeness cannot be hidden from Wu Qin's senses.

It was a huge net made of spiritual power, and the black and blue spiritual energy was like a self-growing crown, extending silently into the distance.And the center of this spiritual power is on the floor where Zhang Yan lives.

The moment they passed by outside the restaurant, the strange aura leaking from Zhang Yan's body was extremely slight, but it was enough to attract his attention.

This kind of spiritual power that hides the killing aura under calmness, its owner must come from bad people.

Is it Zhang Yan?

Or Fang Qian beside him?

He looked up, the starlight was dim, the moonlight was misty, and it was vaguely a sign of catastrophe.If it wasn't for standing at the center of this odd number, I'm afraid no cultivator in this world would be able to detect it.

At 7am, the annoying alarm clock goes off again.

Zhang Yan closed his eyes, reached out and groped towards the head of the bed, patted hard, not only turned off the alarm clock, but also threw the poor clock under the bed,

The alarm clock made a "bang" sound, but Zhang Yan just hummed twice, hugged the quilt and rolled with him to get away from the edge of the bed.

Before rolling half a circle, a warm body stopped his movement, Zhang Yan opened his eyes in a daze, and Fang Qian's beautiful face was less than 5 centimeters away from him.

He Lanjue rested his head on his right hand, and just looked at him quietly for an unknown how long.

Zhang Yan woke up all of a sudden, and subconsciously showed a big smirk - shouldn't He Lanjue come back from his morning run at this time?Why is he still in bed now?

"Cough..." Zhang Yan cleared his throat, "Why haven't you woken up today?"

He Lanjue blinked: "I suddenly want to see you sleeping."

Zhang Yan's heart thumped out of rhythm, and he quickly sat up from the bed.

Although they have been sleeping together for a long time, this is the first time that they wake up together.

Zhang Yan, what are you nervous about?He said to himself, holding on to the somewhat messy breath.

It's unreasonable to be a monster, He Lanjue is once again shamelessly using beauty tricks on him!According to his usual pissing behavior, there must be some conspiracy.He must hold on!

Seeing his defensive expression, He Lanjue gave a chuckle, got up from the bed, sat sideways, leaned against Zhang Yan, and touched his face with one hand: "What are you afraid of?"

Zhang Yan rolled his eyes, watched He Lanjue touch his slender fingers, then looked at He Lanjue again, secretly thinking that disaster could not be avoided, and said, "What do you want to ask, just ask, don't come here This set."

He Lanjue stared at Zhang Yan for a moment with his dark eyes, and said, "Are you really unfamiliar with that old classmate?"

"I'm not familiar, brother." He Lanjue is not a stingy person, he must have his reasons for caring so much about Wu Qin, "Is there something wrong with Wu Qin?"

"He is no ordinary person."

"What do you mean?"

"He is a cultivator like me."

Zhang Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "Ah..." So that's the case, then all the abnormalities on him make sense.

"You don't look surprised at all?"

"How should I put it, when I was in college, I didn't think he was like an ordinary person. Will he be bad for you?"

He Lanjue shook his head: "I don't know."

Of course Zhang Yan didn't forget that He Lanjue said that someone was chasing him. He turned over and sat on He Lanjue's body, pinching his face: "I will try to stay as far away from him as possible, so as not to expose you."

A moment of astonishment flashed in He Lanjue's eyes: "If the person who chases and kills me really comes in the future, you must protect yourself first."

Zhang Yan sat up straight all of a sudden: "What do you mean?"

He Lanjue didn't speak, but hugged him quietly.

"He Lanjue."

"Ok?"

"Actually, I liked you a long time ago. I just think this whole thing is too nonsense. Ghosts, monsters, and cultivation are so unreal. I can't even believe these things, let alone suddenly appear in front of me and say they want to marry me. You who cultivated both."

He Lanjue gave a low "hmm", his eyes were slightly sad.

Zhang Yan continued: "But as for me, I am very serious. I have agreed that a lifetime is a lifetime. No one is allowed to have accidents, let alone talk of frustration. Do you hear me?"

In front of He Lanjue's eyes was the Helan Yanqing from thousands of years ago.

"Ah Jue," he stood up slumped with blood all over his body, "I am a rebel from my master, a righteous sinner, if that is the case, do you want to come with me?"

The world is far away, the ghost wind is howling, among the ruins, only the two of them stand alone.His expression was hopeless, and He Lanjue clearly felt that the stubborn young man died in his body.

At that moment, for the first time in his long, seemingly never-ending life, he tasted pain.

He was originally like a jade sculpture, although it was beautiful, it was cold and empty. It was Helan Yanqing who put the seven emotions and six desires in his heart and dragged him from the nine heavens into the world.

He remembered what Zhang Yan had forgotten, never for a moment, and never dared to forget for a moment.All memories are his treasures, even if the memories themselves are painful.

And thousands of years later, his answer is always the same.

He kissed Zhang Yan's side face, and promised with a smile: "Got it."

Zhang Yan's dark brown eyes glowed with joy, he hugged He Lanjue, and kissed him heavily on the face like a seal: "My wife is so good!" After saying that, he went to wash up contentedly.

He Lanjue got out of bed and walked to the window, his gaze stayed on the place where Wu Qin had stood last night, probably the cultivators here have already noticed the clues of his existence.

Since he abandoned his physical body and came here, he has taken a step that cannot be turned back.But no matter what price he paid, he would stay by Zhang Yan's side.

What he couldn't do in the past will never be allowed to happen again in this life.

"He Lanjue?" Zhang Yan called him from the living room.

"Ok?"

"It's time for breakfast. There are soy milk, vegetables, pickled rice and everything. Come here!"

"Okay, here we come." A smile appeared on He Lanjue's face, and he turned around and walked towards the living room.

Today is Fang Qian's fan meeting, the two rushed to the venue after breakfast.

Fans outside the venue have already started waiting in line.Seeing that the time was still early, He Lanjue stopped to sign autographs and take pictures for fans, and dazzled a group of girls in their teens and twenties with a smile.

A good-looking face is an advantage, and most people will automatically get [-]% off their IQ when they come to Fang Qian.

Humph, superficial humans.Fang Qian was already like this, if He Lanjue's real body appeared, would they faint from screaming?Zhang Yan watched silently complaining, while thinking bitterly, anyway, He Lanjue is already mine.

Zhang Yan waited for a while, and seeing that the signatures were almost ready, he poked He Lanjue's arm and told him to accept it as soon as he saw it.

He Lanjue smiled apologetically at the next few fans who were about to cry, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm going in to get ready now, see you later."

Several fans immediately nodded and made way.

"Hey, He Lanjue, I don't think it's right." Zhang Yan took the opportunity to pull He Lanjue into the backstage utility room, and said to him in a low voice.