I am deeply in love with my old enemy? [Transmigration Book]

Tan Qing froze for a moment, as if he had been petrified. If there was another gust of wind, he would fly away like ashes scattered all over the cliff.

All the ominous things became real, and all the things he didn't dare to think about told him that what he didn't think about was actually the worst outcome, and what he didn't dare to think about was actually thinking too easily.

Yao Ye's words were like a pot of scalding boiling water, he opened his head and poured it into it.

"I saw him by the lake. He wanted to find 'Shen Xian Drunk' but couldn't find it."

"He was born to die with the sword, but the one who died was also an 'acquaintance' who wore the 'Star Sword' with him."

"I never knew that life is so beautiful, the whole bottom of the lake is illuminated by him, you know? The stars gather like daytime." He drank another cup of tea, drinking like a drunk, but today's The wine was a bit bitter: "Before he died, he only remembered two people."

He pointed in Fengming's direction: "One is his master, what did you say 'disciple is not filial'" He hurriedly passed this sentence, because Yao Ye quickly turned his hand pointing in Fengming's direction A bend, pointing to the tip of his nose: "There is one more, that's you."

"He said, 'I have lived with Tan Qing for five years, day and night, always thinking that the eyes of him kneeling on the ground cannot be faked, read a lot, think a lot, so I always remember it In my heart, I will never forget it.'”

When Yao Ye said this, he kept looking at Tan Qing's expression. His expression was like a palace that has been invaded. The original red walls and green tiles, and the flower guards hanging on the cornices were all the best craftsmen in the world. Carved.

Now it is extremely dilapidated, the walls are black and smoky, and the walls are peeling off one by one quickly, the rubble is gone, and it is no longer solemn.

Yao Ye felt a little happier in his heart. He watched the change in Tan Qing's expression, and continued, "He also said that after this incident, he doesn't owe you anything."

"That's enough," Tan Qing said softly, he closed his eyes, all the phantoms of Huan Fang in his mind rushed over, crowded in front of his eyelids and performed, every performance was penetrating and wanted him to remember.

Yao Ye closed his eyes together with his expression: "I only found out after the fact that the reason why his meridians were cut off and he had to die by the sword was because he had a fight with Shen Yu."

The deafening explosion that day is still in my ears: "Because he wanted to hide your shameless jade slip, he simply blew up the entire island, and Shen Yu died."

But what about Huan Fang?Does he deserve to die?Just now, Tan Qing and Su Zhen were in the guest room. Didn't they think that there was a dead bone buried under them?If Su Zhen could have spoken out earlier, Huan Fang would not have bombed the island at all.

"Tan Qing, Huan Fang died in vain." He finished speaking into Tan Qing's ear, and with the strength he had tried to restrain, he pulled his collar halfway up, "Just because of your old town, Huan Fang! He died in vain!"

He roared these words into Tan Qing's ears bit by bit, like the waves at high tide, covering them up one by one.

Tan Qing could hear every sound clearly.

Even in Suzhen in the guest room, I could hear clearly.

"Old ancestor." He took the initiative to call the name of the strange demon ancestor for the second time, each time because of Tan Qing: "Senior brother, will he not want me?"

The ancestor of the strange demon did not say a word, the source of all this is actually because of him in the final analysis.He didn't doubt at all that if he told the truth, his disciple could directly beat him to death.

Even the last person who could speak was gone, Su Zhen put his arms around his knees, this was the first time he didn't know what to do.

"Child." The ancestor of the strange demon suddenly said softly: "Forget it, the demon cultivators and their immortal cultivators did not have good results."

Su Zhen replied subconsciously: "Brother is not afraid of me being a demon cultivator. He doesn't care whether I am a demon cultivator at all. He only cares that I lied to him."

His eyes lost their light: "What he cares about is that because I didn't say anything for a while, I killed his Huan Fang."

Su Zhen's cultivation base has slowly returned. The meridians running should be a comfortable thing, but he would rather not have these, and would rather never know.

Huan Fang was dead, and even if he did more, it would not help.And what can he do?

It would be better if he didn't know anything and directly snatched the senior brother and locked him up, as long as he could watch the senior brother every day.

"Tell me, will senior brother still laugh at me? Will he treat me differently from others? Will he still joke with me?"

The ancestor of the strange demon did not speak. His disciple and grandson had already reached the state of being desperate, but he did not appear to be in a state of confusion, which showed that he was actually very calm.

Just being scared.

If his heart is in chaos, he can simply let him all be enchanted and plant obsessions.Isn't he just a man?If you can't do it for ten years, you can't do it for 100 years. If you can't do it for 100 years, you can do it for 500 years. If you don't do it for [-] years, you can stay together for thousands of years.

Isn't this also together?

His poor grandson.

"Why don't you come to the Demon Realm with me? There are all kinds of people in the Demon Realm, and I can make you look like your senior brother..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Su Zhen abruptly interrupted him: "He is not a senior brother, my only senior brother is that one."

He knew that his precious disciple would say something like this: "But unless you snatch it and lock up your brother, what else can you do?"

The ancestor of the strange demon naturally said these words casually, and his precious disciple was very clear at this time, so naturally he refused to be bewitched by him.

Unexpectedly, after a while, the person from Suzhen said slowly: "Then close it."

"Brother, he can't just let me go after he has taught me what love is."

The ancestor of the strange demon, who is thousands of years younger, was taken aback by his calm words: "What did you say?" His disciple was clearly not invaded by the demons, he was very clear...

"Old Demon Ancestor." He called his name for the first time: "I can't live without him. When I think of him leaving me, I feel cold all over."

That kind of cold is when a basin of warm water is suddenly poured down on you after you have been cold, and all the pores on your body are screaming and tingling, and you feel cold after you know it.

I belatedly know what it will feel like to lose him.

"I can watch senior brother laugh, get angry, scold me and beat me. When I think about him not wanting me." There seemed to be unsatisfactory desire in his eyes, and he said slowly: "I can't let him not want me."

Tonight, no one really closed their eyes.

It rained heavily the next day, Yao Ye cast a water-proof spell on himself and Tan Qing, Qiu Di followed Qiu Mingzhu out, and the three of them stood in the courtyard and put their eyes lightly on Tan Qing .

Tan Qing's current condition is extremely bad. It seems that their eyesight can pierce a bloody hole on Tan Qing's face and body even if they look harder.

Besides him, Yao Ye is the worst.Qiu Mingzhu also heard it yesterday, so how dare she talk to Yao Ye who is at gunpoint

She and Qiu Di looked at each other, then suddenly walked up to Tan Qing with an umbrella in hand, paused, and saw the leaves on the tree were knocked down by the rain and fell on Tan Qing's shoes, Qiu Mingzhu looked down. Holding his shoes, he didn't dare to look directly at him and asked slowly: "Suzhen hasn't come out yet, is senior brother going to call?"

Before Tan Qing's face changed, she hurriedly said: "If senior brother doesn't want to go, I can go and call."

She thought that Tan Qing's face would change, but who knew that Tan Qing's face hadn't changed at all, but after hearing her words, she raised her eyes to look at the door with a gap in the guest room, everything was very different when she left. Same.

He must have heard what Qiu Mingzhu said just now.

He might be right not to come out at this time.Tan Qing is very upset now, and really doesn't want to see him.

"It's fine if he doesn't come out, and I don't want to see him." After Tan Qing finished speaking, it was Yao Ye who stepped out first. He actually decided not to talk about Huan Fang's matter after the first meeting. Tan Qing has had a hard time these years.

But just yesterday, when he heard the conversation between them, an unknown fire came up in his heart, burning away his reason.

Qiu Di and Qiu Mingzhu looked at each other. Qiu Di wanted to say something, but Qiu Mingzhu gently covered his mouth and half pulled him out of the courtyard.

Tan Qing was at the back, and wanted to go out with the steps, but when he just lifted his foot, he suddenly tripped over something, looked down, it turned out that San Miao enlarged his body and lay across the road.

After seeing San Miao, the past month passed like a revolving lantern in front of his eyes, and he turned his head to look at the guest room again, as if he could see Su Zhen's pale face revealed in the crack of the door.

Feeling soft in his heart, he squatted down and said to San Miao: "Go and accompany your master well, don't stop me."

San Miao glanced at him for no apparent reason, but didn't dare to stop him anymore, and let him walk over, but used his little tail to roll up a small piece of fabric at the back of his clothes, and gently pulled it away. pull.

But it didn't work at all.

The threshold of this private house is very low, but fortunately it is far away from the downtown area, and they can walk with swords after a short walk after they come out.

But just after he stepped out of the threshold, Su Zhen's figure suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

He didn't close his eyes all night, feeling the recovery of his strength.Obviously, his body has reached its prime, but it seems like a flash of light. His hair hangs on both sides of his cheeks, blocking his expression. Only those particularly penetrating eyes appear in broad daylight.

Tan Qing watched him slowly stretch out his hand towards him, and the words he opened his mouth were extremely hoarse, like gravel pulling his throat: "Brother, come back with me."

Tan Qing was taken aback. Huan Fang's death really made him unable to let go. He also knew that he had the intention of venting his anger in it, but he couldn't say it clearly. He could only close his eyes and say, "Don't do this, let me calm down." calm."

Regarding such words, Su Zhen only looked at him: "How long has it been since you were calm and calm, Senior Brother. Can you give me a moment? Let me have something to count."

Hearing what he said, Tan Qing felt that he was forcing herself, and her tone was a bit harsh; "I think I will come back naturally."

After he finished saying this, he left here for a few blocks without looking back, as if he was fleeing in a hurry.

Su Zhen looked at their backs, gradually disappearing, and he couldn't even reach him from a distance, just like the figure that was getting farther and farther away when his senior brother was outside the door that day.

His outstretched fingers clenched instantly.

The moment he clenched his fist, the house he was in was reduced to ashes, and the fly ash piled up at his feet, even covering most of Sanmiao's body.

Everything happened so silently, as if all the worlds in his heart were collapsing and collapsing.But it seems to be watching the battle of thousands of armies, the flood floods the town, the plague rages, and the mountains and rocks collapse.

The begging of people, the clash of weapons, the sound of the flood, and the crying of babies all seem to have been deliberately removed and no one can hear them, so no one can empathize with them.

Only those who have really experienced it can understand what he has suffered, and what kind of beliefs allow him to stand here, so as not to fall or die.

"Let's go."

"Where are you going?" The ancestor of the strange demon didn't quite understand.

"Demon Realm..."

At this time, he was a little afraid to let him go, and persuaded: "Your current strength, Yao Ye is not your opponent at all."

"Not enough." He looked at his hands and said in a low voice, "Not enough."

The author has something to say: My new article "Of course I Choose to Forgive Him" ​​suddenly has a tentative theme: You kill the lover of the target of the strategy, and you can figure out how to do it yourself.

Keke back to the topic, this is why people must not quarrel when they are angry_(:з」∠)_