Xu Fu

Strong anger.

"It has nothing to do with you." Dian Xuechen coldly pushed Jin Yuan's hand away, and said calmly.

"You said that Ye Shangxi was just a dream." Jin Yuan lowered his arms and chuckled lightly at himself, "You said you've woken up from the dream."

"I thought Shang Xi was dead, but now he is still alive." Dian Xuechen said coldly, not giving Jin Yuan a chance to misunderstand.

Jin Yuan laughed loudly "haha", he couldn't straighten his back from laughing, and simply sat down on the ground with his robe brushed, his tone became a little ethereal, and he said: "Then what are you and me?"

"It's just a show." Dian Xuechen glanced at Jin Yuan on the ground, and said expressionlessly.

"It turns out that my brother's acting is so realistic." Jin Yuan let out a long breath, he stared at Dian Xuechen and said with a sneer, "As expected, it is Master Kansi, and the play can even be performed on the bed."

"Anyway, stop here."

Jin Yuan stood up, pinched Dian Xuechen's chin flirtatiously, and said leisurely: "I said brother, Ye Shangxi, there should be no younger brother that I can serve you so well?"

"What do you say?" Dian Xuechen's eyes flashed with anger, and he wiped Jin Yuan's hand vigorously, the icy breath almost froze the surrounding air.

Jin Yuan folded his hands on his chest and looked at Dian Xuechen, his eyes were nothing but cold, he said frivolously: "You two are in love, and brother is such a stunning beauty, how can Ye Shangxi stay calm?"

"It's rare that Ye Shangxi doesn't mind, my brother's body has been with me for hundreds of years." Jin Yuan laughed lightly, looked Dian Xuechen up and down and continued to sneer.

Dian Xuechen trembled when he heard the words, he slowly closed his eyes, the other party's words hit him like a thorny cane, and the hands hidden in his sleeves were tightly clenched to suppress the pain that was like being cut into flesh and bones. His weak face turned even paler.

Jin Yuan looked at Dian Xuechen with his eyes closed tightly, showing a sly smile like a ghost in the dark night, bent down and bowed in a gentle manner, and said, "Brother, leave."

He walked across the snow and dust in the hall without hesitation, took five steps no more, no less, and said calmly: "I have loved you for 600 years, but I can't compare to him in the end."

"You asked me that day, what would I do if you let me go with your own words?" Jin Yuan looked up at the round of clear moon, his face was as bleak as autumn dye, "As long as you want, I will try my best to do it arrive."

When the voice falls, the person is no longer there, both true and false, it's just a play, a dream.

Dian Xuechen slowly opened his eyes, stepped forward and walked into the room dully, he felt so tired and sleepy, he really wanted to just sleep like this and ignore all the troubles in this world.His eyes fell on the tear-absorbing umbrella lying quietly on the table, the blood-red tear spot was so shocking to him now, suddenly he laughed at himself, and the teardrops in his eye sockets finally dripped sadly.

He lay down on the bed exhaustedly, the body temperature of the other party remained in the blanket, mixed with the pleasant scent of apricot blossoms, even though the tears soaked the pillow, the sudden pain in his chest made Dian Xuechen sob in horror.

Gradually the heart-wrenching pain disappeared, and Dian Xuechen let out a long breath, only to feel that his eyes fell into a deep sleep unconsciously, breathing very lightly, so light that it seemed that his soul would fly away in the next moment.

In the room, an ecstasy appeared, and an old man slowly walked to the bed. He looked at the man curled up on the bed, heaved a long sigh, and took Dian Xuechen's wrist to feel his pulse carefully.

"Thirty-five thousand years ago, if the wick hadn't been emotional, it wouldn't be the case now." Taoist Xuying shook his head.

When Dian Xuechen woke up, he didn't move and didn't open his eyes. He just said calmly: "After 5000 years, he has no regrets."

"You were seriously injured by Di Huo, and your immortal power was greatly damaged, so this heart disease will occur more frequently." Daoist Xuying sighed lightly, he flicked the whisk, and the golden air flow flowed out along the whisk, surrounding Dianxue Chen's whole body, injecting pure immortal energy into it.

When the air flow stopped, he took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and put it beside Dian Xuechen's pillow and said: "This medicine can only cure the symptoms, it depends on nature." After saying that, the white-haired old man disappeared without a trace.

In the dark and quiet room, there is no breath, dead silence, only the Yaoyu that records the fate of reincarnation is dimly shining, the room is like a cold tomb, and I don't know how much affection is buried.

"Come on! Serve me wine!"

Ember Yuan shouted drunkenly, accompanied by the loud noise of a person crashing into a table and chair.

"Who! Ahh?? Master Jinyuan??" As soon as Zhiheng came out, he saw Jinyuan lying on the ground holding the wine jar and muttering indecently.

"Zhi Heng? Come have a drink with me!" Jin Yuan laughed heartily and put a hand on Zhi Heng's shoulder, his whole body smelled of strong alcohol.

"Master Jin Yuan, what's wrong with you?" Zhi Heng helped Jin Yuan to the chair in a panic, and called the waiter to bring sober soup.

"How about I lose to someone I've never met before? Isn't it funny?" Jin Yuan hiccupped, laughed heartily and clapped his hands, even his eyes were crooked like a waning moon.

"How could it be, Lord Jinyuan drank this." Zhiheng took the hangover soup and brought it to Jinyuan's lips.

"Is it wine?" Jin Yuan asked in a daze.

"Yes, yes, it's good wine." Zhi Heng nodded repeatedly.

"What a friend!" Jin Yuan laughed loudly, picked up the big bowl of hangover soup and drank it non-stop, and finally hiccupped and said in doubt, "Zhiheng, your wine is so strange..."

"Just sleep, just sleep." Zhi Heng helplessly helped Jin Yuan up, but the other party almost knocked him down.

"Abyss of Ember."

Suddenly there was a vicissitudes of voice at the door, and when Jin Yuan looked back, he saw an old woman named Xu Xu who was wrapped in black clothes and had only a face. crutch.

"Who are you?" Jin Yuan shook his head, the hangover soup seemed to have worked, and his head cleared up a bit.

"If you want Dian Xuechen to live, go with me."

Jin Yuan immediately woke up, a cold light burst out of his eyes, and he stared at this strange old woman motionlessly.

"Old man is the Deputy Priest of the Xiaofu, only old man can save you and Dian Xuechen, it's up to you to follow or not." Luanzhi coughed a few times, turned and left after saying a word.

Jin Yuan squinted his eyes and looked at the hunched figure that was slowly leaving, and followed closely without hesitation.

If he didn't keep up, he would never know that between him and Dian Xuechen, he was so helpless and had no way to change it. Until the catastrophe came, he would not regret today's choice.

【Yangjie·Folk·Xiaofu】

It was already dawn when Jin Yuan came out of Butterfly Valley in Xiao Mansion, he looked up to the east, dawn always brings boundless hope, but now it makes him feel a little glaring.

He looked down at the red jade hairpin in his palm, remembering that picking it up was just a moment of kindness, but he didn't expect it to be destined in the dark.

"Xiao Mu Yu, Xun Qian." Jin Yuan murmured softly, put away the red jade hairpin, turned into a few wisps of sad blue smoke, and disappeared with the wind without a trace.

In an instant, the sun shines on the earth, and the warm sun drives away the gloom of the night, and everything in the world is thriving and noisy.

Fanhu Lake, as the name suggests, is surrounded by bluestones full of wild flowers, lush and colorful, attracting butterflies.It is located in a mountain forest in the backyard of Xiao Mansion. Although the sky is blue and the sun is bright now, the sun and the moon are not visible here. Only a few rays of light sneak in from the gaps in the lush leaves, illuminating this hidden lake. a little.

The water waves swayed, and ripples of water ripples flooded up in circles. The light here was very dark, and Jin Yuan could only vaguely see a figure gradually walking out from the center of the lake.When the figure walked in front of him from a distance, Jin Yuan felt that all of this was a joke with him, and it was a big, big joke. He stared blankly at the man in front of him. If it wasn't for twins, what would happen in the world? There are two faces so similar.

"Qing'an..." Jin Yuan muttered to himself, subconsciously embraced the man in front of him, and hugged with all his strength for fear that he would push him away.

Unexpectedly, the man in his arms was very docile without any resistance, and just let himself be hugged like this.Jin Yuan suddenly woke up and pushed the man in his arms away. His gaze was as cold as ice. He stared at the man in front of him. The man in front of him had a pair of bright and beautiful brown pupils, a red totem between his brows like a drop of water, and a dark gray color like a splashed ink painting. The hair is unforgettable, but the appearance is so similar to his Qing'an.

Half of the man was submerged in the water, his body was very thin and petite, he stood docilely in front of Jin Yuan with lowered eyes, motionless, his submissive, low-browed and pleasing posture was quite different from Dian Xuechen's cold and arrogant.

"What's your name?"

"Xiaohu Xiaomuyu." The man knelt in the water with his head bowed, and replied respectfully.

"Did I see you in Shenghuan that day?" Jin Yuan raised Xiao Muyu's face.

"The vice-priest of delusion said that the little fox's face is a disaster, so he doesn't let the little fox show his true face." Xiao Muyu explained.

"You will follow me from now on." Jin Yuan said with a wry smile.

"The little fox obeys."

"This red jade hairpin is yours." Jin Yuan sighed softly, and handed the red jade hairpin missing half a corner to Xiao Muyu and said.

"Yes."

"I accidentally bumped into you last time and knocked off your hairpin."

There is indeed a certain number in everything, he took Xiao Muyu's hair and combed it, and pinned the red jade hairpin into her hair again.

"Thank you, young master." Still respectful, without any vitality, Xiao Muyu said it.

Jin Yuan looked at Xiao Muyu who was kneeling in front of him motionless, his eyes became empty and lifeless, as if he saw another person from Xiao Muyu.He thought of the conversation he had just had with Wang Zhi, and couldn't help feeling a little tired. Everything was just a debt owed in the previous life