The daily life of the devil's beloved husband

When Chen Yixin had laughed enough, Wen Renli helped him to lie down on Zhiyun again.

"I have inspected the injury in Dantian yesterday, and now I want to see the injury in your soul." And this requires the cooperation of Chen Yixin. If there is a mistake, he will not be able to hurt it as a cultivator, but Chen Yixin is very likely to be injured. die.

Chen Yixin didn't respond immediately, his eyes fell on Wen Renli, and he felt a little thoughtful, there will be no good things for no reason in this world, and it is the same for himself and others, so Wen Renli is right. What is his good reason?

Wen Renli's expression became more helpless, he raised his hand and directly covered Chen Yixin's eyes, and then he told him not to think too much, but Chen Yixin didn't listen at all, this is the habit left by him in the world of cultivating immortals .

And he can't be an exception in Chen Yixin's habits for the time being.

Chen Yixin's eyes were covered, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes again. This demon king is really not ordinary, and he felt that he couldn't beat him, so he started to move.

"Okay, let's see."

Chen Yi agreed, and raised his hand to grab the hand covering his eyes elsewhere.

Wen Renli's eyes fluttered towards his grasped hand, and he nodded again.He approached slowly, and stopped half an arm's distance away from Chen Yixin, a light gray light flashed between his brows, and directly sank into Chen Yixin's brows.

Chen Yixin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then closed.

He has no cultivation at all now, but he almost became the Nascent Soul True Monarch after all. His body and soul have special features that ordinary mortals would never have.The body is like glass, free from dust and dirt, and the soul is like a golden cup, with clear light.

But now the golden core is shattered, the dantian is destroyed, and the Dao foundation of more than a hundred years is gone.And more than half of his bright and clear soul was soaked by the black smoke, and when it completely infiltrated Chen Yixin's soul, he would die completely.

Chen Yixin's half-step Nascent Soul's cultivation base was destroyed, and his sea of ​​consciousness was also broken.

Compared with the empty sea of ​​consciousness of ordinary people, Chen Yixin's sea of ​​consciousness is quite dangerous. This place is equivalent to another real world for the soul. It was originally dominated by Chen Yixin, but now his master soul is trapped by the black mist. It was not easy to find him.

Wen Renli searched for a long time, and finally found the trapped soul of Chen Yixin on a split black mist reef.

He was lying on the reef, his limbs were bound by the chains condensed by the black mist. What's more, there was a layer of strange dark lines spreading on his skin, either light or thick, which was eroding Chen Yixin's soul.

When Wen Renli arrived, Chen Yixin opened his eyes. He turned his head to look at Wen Renli, "Can you save me?"

Wen Renli didn't respond, he stepped out, the black mist seemed to be afraid, trembled slightly, and rose again ferociously, Wen Renli's hand flicked, and those chains were instantly broken, but the shadow covering Chen Yi's heart and soul The dark lines did not dissipate.

Wen Renli's ability to deter those chains of black mist is enough to surprise Chen Yixin. Ever since the black mist invaded his soul, he has been fighting against them all the time, and his understanding of them is no less than that of ordinary medical practitioners. .

But it was precisely because of understanding that he became more and more desperate. The possibility of him getting rid of it was extremely slim, and those who treated him would have to be implicated. If Wen Renli was not a cultivator of Huashen, it seemed that he had some research on it Chen Yixin didn't even want to put him in danger.

This spell has a characteristic, it is more powerful for a person with a higher cultivation base, otherwise, even if he fails to conceive a baby, he will not lose his cultivation base in such a short period of time.

Part of it was hurt by it, and part of it was Chen Yixin's voluntary dispersal, so that he could live for another ten years.

Wen Renli squatted down, trying to help Chen Yixin up, but his hand just touched Chen Yixin's shoulder, and the corroded sound of "Zizizi" came. As Chen Yixin expected, the black mist even Wen Renli melted. The soul of a god monk can be eroded.

It can be seen that Renli's movements were still not slow, as if he couldn't feel it, he continued to support Chen Yixin, and then he hugged him up.

He closed and opened his eyes, centered on him and Chen Yixin, the black mist suddenly billowed up, but it was Wen Renli who was clearing out a slightly more comfortable space for Chen Yixin.

Chen Yixin obediently let him hold him. He heard the sound of the black mist constantly eroding Wenrenli's soul, buzzing. There was no saying that it was hard or not in Wenrenli's arms. His mind was all about resisting the darkness. He didn't feel much about the erosion of the lines, but at this moment, he felt warm, a familiar warmth.

Wen Renli looked down, Chen Yixin's expression was slightly in a trance, he took the initiative to look away, his lips moved slightly, and he said, "Sorry."

Wen Renli is Wen Renli, but he looks for the shadow of others in him, which is really too much.

"There is no apology between you and me."

After Wen Renli's words fell, the gray and black sky above their heads suddenly broke open, and the warm sun poured in. The severe pain that had been entangled in Chen Yixin's mind and soul for several months suddenly eased a little.

Chen Yixin looked around, and it was still a small space, but it was completely different. The black mist and waves were isolated, revealing the dark brown land. Under his gaze, emerald green grass quickly broke through the ground, which was really cute.

Wen Renli hugged Chen Yixin and sat directly on the freshly grown grass, and then he sprinkled a few seeds into the ground, this time what grew was not grass, but a very common vine in the world.

Chen Yixin looked at the winding vines, and at Wen Renli who only had an expression on his face. He didn't speak, just looked at what Wen Renli was going to do.

Wen Renli was much more ingenious than Chen Yixin expected. He directly used mature rattan grass to weave a rattan bed for him.Chen Yi touched it curiously, with a very happy expression on his face.

"You do it first, I need some time to lift this spell."

"Don't settle for it, it's pretty good." Chen Yixin smiled lightly, and stretched out his hand to touch a few more.

Wen Renli hugged Chen Yixin to the rattan bed, looked down at him, and his figure faded away. As an outsider, he couldn't stay in Chen Yixin's sea of ​​consciousness for a long time, otherwise he would be the same as the spell, and would give Chen Yixin The soul and the sea of ​​consciousness brought irreparable damage.

The gray shadow flew out from between Chen Yixin's eyebrows, and then sank into Wen Renli's eyebrows again, the spirit returned to its place, Wen Renli raised his hand, and a cloud of black mist quickly condensed out of his hand, which was when he came into contact with Chen Yixin's spirit, he was seized by the opportunity brought out by intrusion.

When Wen Renli was pulling out the black mist, Chen Yixin also opened his eyes. He was a little more spiritual than before. He looked at Wen Renli and pursed his lips lightly. People are away from connecting with someone who has nothing to do with them.

Not Wen Renli, nor Jing Zhihua of Jade Cauldron Sect.

Although Wen Renli was condensing the black mist, it did not affect his spiritual sense to perceive any emotions of Chen Yixin. The sadness in Chen Yixin's eyes flashed by, and he was captured by him, but his guess was the same as Chen Yixin's. There is obviously a big deviation in what I think.

"This is an ancient spell, and it is not unsolvable. I can cure you."

Wen Renli didn't know how to comfort Chen Yixin's sudden sadness, he could only try his best to comfort him with words that he felt were appropriate.

When Chen Yixin heard those emotions dissipated instantly, he smiled lightly, "Okay, I believe you."

Even if he believed wrongly, it was fine, ten years was enough for him to do a lot of things.

Hearing what Chen Yixin said, Wen Renli frowned again. The only person in the world he couldn't understand was Chen Yixin. Up to now, he still couldn't understand what was in his mind.

"I won't lie to you." Wen Renli emphasized again.

Chen Yixin couldn't help smiling again, he turned his body slightly, stretched out his hand and grabbed the hem of Wen Renli's clothes, slowly closed his eyes, and then softly responded with a breath, "En."

Wen Renli looked at Chen Yixin and frowned slightly, he knew that Chen Yixin didn't believe him.

The two people Chen Yixin trusted the most could betray him, but now that he has been injured and has nothing, how can he easily trust him, a demon king who has only met for two days?

"Wenrenli, I believe you." Chen Yixin closed his eyes and said this again.But it's not some perfunctory words, he believes in him, there is no root cause, he just believes in him.

Wen Renli looked at Chen Yixin's eyes suddenly burning a little, he didn't care whether Chen Yixin could see it or not, he nodded solemnly, "Yes."

Chen Yixin opened his eyes slightly and closed them completely, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.He believed that Wen Renli said it was sudden, but in fact he had no choice. He thought so at first, but now he knew that it was not just.

If Wen Renli were replaced by any other monks, they would not have such a conversation.

Wenrenli... Chen Yixin finally thought seriously about why this name feels so familiar.

Wen Renli stared at Chen Yixin for a long time before he continued to condense the black mist. Two quarters of an hour later, he flicked his hand again, and the black mist disappeared into the bedroom, while Chen Yixin, who was clutching the hem of his clothes, fell into a deep sleep.

Wen Renli tried to pull back the hem of his clothes, but found that the sleeping Chen Yixin had no intention of relaxing at all. He could solve it with a small spell, but the person in front of him naturally had an indescribable magic power to him.

He moved his fingertips lightly, and some information kept coming from the dormitory. He was always by Chen Yixin's side, and he was pulled by the hem of his clothes, then grabbed by his hand, and then half of his arm was hugged.