Master Xiao thinks about those years

The night is heavy, the fire is fading, and there is a faint red, in the early autumn night, there is a kind of bleak beauty.

Yan Chen turned sideways, resting his head with his hands.Surrounded by silence, breathing evenly.But in the darkness, two pairs of eyes are always open.

Yan Chen didn't sleep, neither did Meng Huan.

They were just lying on their own, immersed in their own confusion.

Meng Huan was worried about the upheaval in Jinshui Town, and at the same time, the upheaval in Shu Yao... was also suppressing him.

He couldn't understand why Shu Yao would say that, even if Fu Nian killed the people in Jinshui Town, but Shu Yao was clearly at the scene and knew that things would not be so simple.

Why do you have to say that?

Meng Huan unconsciously thought about those sharp eyes, which were full of resentment and anger when looking at him and Fu Nian.

...Perhaps in Shu Yao's eyes, these demons and heretics are heinous.

It's... it's supposed to be damned...

After all, he and he were on opposite sides, Ye Xingyuan and Shangyu were originally at odds.

Meng Huan was depressed, and Yan Chen, who was lying on the left side, was not much better.

Yan Chen didn't think about Jinshui Town, nor did he think about Shu Yao.

What he was thinking about was the two words that overflowed from his mouth when Fu Nian hugged him: "Master"

These two words have the ability to destroy rocks and mountains.Struck his bones and shattered his soul.

In Yan Chen's world, conspiracies can be resolved, disasters can be dealt with, and the two words conjured up by the Dudu Talisman cannot be reversed.

Yan Chen comforted himself more than once because he heard it wrong.

But how could he be willing to be persuaded?

People's ability to doubt is very strong. Once certain clues appear, they will unconsciously associate the whole thing.

And Yan Chen thought of a result that he could not accept from the word "Master".

How can you accept it?

It's me... the apprentice I've raised for so many years.

In those years of Shangyu, he took care of Fu Nian like a child, taught him how to be a human being, taught him martial arts, and taught him exercises.The piles and pieces of the past are beautiful and simple.

However, after his rebirth, he came back to life with a different identity, and everything changed.

With more and more thoughts, Yan Chen became more and more confused, and he felt that he was almost pushing himself into a corner.

He couldn't breathe, his brows furrowed tightly.

Suddenly, a pair of hands reached over.

The scorching hot touch made Yan Chen tremble all over, and subconsciously wanted to turn around.

Shu Yao is on the far right, it is impossible to reach out his hand, so the one who stretched out his hand can only be... Fu Nian.

He was still thinking about things related to the talisman, which made him feel like he was facing an enemy.

Yan Chen's first reaction was which hand to throw away, but he suddenly recalled Jiang Yexiu's words: "Don't disturb the talisman."

These words were like a basin of cold water, which made Yan Chen's whole body cold.

Unable to shake it, Yan Chen chose to move outside, to a place where the talisman could not touch.

As soon as he thought about it, his body wanted to move hastily, he stretched out one hand smoothly, and stretched out his foot smoothly, intending to move his whole body, but suddenly fell into a scorching and bloody embrace.

What is the use of flexible hands and feet?Fu Nian's two damn claws wrapped around his waist, and if he pulled him, he couldn't walk, and had to back up.

With this retreat, you have retreated to a sensitive area.

Yan Chen's heart was beating like a drum, even if Fu Nian touched him right now, it felt like he was scalded, so how could he be willing to let him hug him.

It's a pity that I was afraid of disturbing the runes, and even struggled cautiously.

The waist was tightly bound, and he didn't understand why Fu Nian's hands were still so strong when he was in a coma.

Fu Nian lay sideways to Yan Chen's side, his eyes were closed, he was indeed in a coma, but his hands were indeed holding Yan Chen tightly.

It is a subconscious action.

Yan Chen was hugged by him, and he felt a scorching heat against him, and his mind was messed up thinking about the phrase "Master respected", so that his brain would explode.

"Spells!"

After being suppressed for a long time, he finally let out a low voice with a little anger.

The hand stuck on his waist didn't move at all, but Meng Huan, who was depressed at the side, heard the low voice, and his mind was completely clear.

He recognized Yan Chen's voice, thought that Fu Nian had woken up or something, and felt anxious, so he sat up "excuse me" and looked at the person next to him.

The bonfire is red and hidden, and the darkness is faint.

Seeing this, Meng Huan completely stiffened his body.

In the dim light, his senior brother Fu Nian clung tightly to Yan Chen, putting his hands where they shouldn't be, as if he was embracing his wife, while Yan Chen, who was embracing him, was still immersed in the struggle, try to escape.

Out of nowhere, Meng Huan blushed.

As if seeing something taboo, I panicked, my brain completely froze, and I even forgot what I was supposed to do.

On the contrary, Yan Chen, who was struggling cautiously, smelled something wrong in the air.

He felt that someone was watching him and Fu Nian.

The premonition drove him to turn around, and then...he saw Meng Huan with a blushing face.

"Meng, Meng... Huan..."

Seeing it suddenly, Yan Chen's heart was like an ice cellar.

Suddenly there is a feeling of dying.

"...Honorable Lord, he sleeps...dishonest..."

Her lips opened and closed, trying desperately to wash something away, her phoenix eyes flickered, her face was red hot, and she stammered more and more.His mouth is too stupid to speak at all.

Meng Huan pulled out a smile amidst his stiffness, trying to appear righteous and awe-inspiring: "It's okay, I know my senior brother...he behaves rather...roughly."

After finishing the sentence, Meng Huan felt that the word "rough" was a bit ambiguous, so he quickly changed his words and explained hastily: "In a coma, people's actions are all unconscious."

"Cough, I guess... yes."

Yan Chen's face was hot, he nodded indiscriminately.Seeing him nodding his head, Meng Huan felt unwilling, and felt more and more that he had said something wrong, feeling like "there is no silver 300 taels here".

"That's it... Moqing, let me help you pull the senior brother away."

Meng Huan lowered his head, not daring to look at Yan Chen, and cautiously went to draw the symbol.

Yan Chen froze in place, looking at Meng Huan who came to help, the feeling in his heart was really indescribable.

Such a scene would never have happened in his previous life.

Meng Huan gently took Fu Nian's hand, and forcefully separated Fu Nian's fingers holding Yan Chen bit by bit.The position was too sensitive, Meng Huan was embarrassed and Yan Chen blushed stiffly.

After a while, finally, the last finger was also parted, Meng Huan looked happy, and grabbed Fu Nian's shoulders to straighten him.

"Be careful." Yan Chen's throat rolled, and he added.

"it is good"

Meng Huan lowered his head and carefully moved the sleeping talisman, and pinned him down with both hands.

"All right!"

After putting the person away, Meng Huan raised the corner of his mouth, excited to break the embarrassment.Unexpectedly, before his hand left, the man who had just laid flat stretched out his claws and touched Yan Chen's body again.

As a result, the smile on the corner of Meng Huan's mouth froze completely.

Yan Chen: ...

"Well, I'll try again..."

Meng Huan's eyes flickered, like a child who has done something wrong, stretching out his hands, trying to pull someone again.

He pulled the rune away, put it away, and then, the rune touched Yan Chen again.

Meng Huan: ...

Yan Chen: ...

"Mo Qing, how about this, let's switch positions so that my brother won't bother you."

Meng Huan looked at Yan Chen and said seriously.

Yan Chen looked at the hand on his waist, a little embarrassed: "If he hugs you..."

"It's okay, he and I are brothers from the same school, if my brother wants to hug, then just hug him."

Meng Huan spoke righteously, and when he finished speaking, before Yan Chen could reply, he moved away to change places with Yan Chen.

Yan Chen froze in place, stunned for a moment, and finally switched from left to right under Meng Huan's urging.

Fu Nian was still sleeping on his left side, but the person he was facing had changed from Yan Chen to Meng Huan.

At that time, one of Fu Nian's hands was resting on Meng Huan's body in the original position.

Meng Huan lay beside Fu Nian, motionless, his back straight, his handsome face solemn, as if he was giving up his life for righteousness.

"For Moqing, it's okay to be hugged twice by senior brother!"

"Right, that is it!"

He meditated silently in his heart, making sufficient preparations.

However, the next moment, Fu Nian's hand on Meng Huan's shoulder waved impatiently and threw him out.

The action is rough, like throwing a stone.

So... Meng Huan rolled to the corner with a tone of justice.

It happened too suddenly.

Meng Huan was terrified.

He rolled back slowly, looked at the talisman that Pingping was lying on, and thought suspiciously: Did the brother discover it in a coma?

Thinking of this, his gaze unconsciously jumped over Fu Nian, and saw Yan Chen's back lying on his side.

Yan Chen's figure was thin and thin, and now that he was injured again, his figure became thinner and thinner.

Meng Huan felt a little sour in his heart. He thought it would be fine for Mo Qing to sleep well, so what else was there to think about.

So, he lay down again, and in the process of lying down, he subconsciously distanced himself from Fu Nian. After all, he still had lingering fears about the push just now.

The night was dark, and the bonfire of Koken had been reduced to ashes.

There was complete silence in the cave.

Yan Chen could feel Meng Huan's breathing evenly and long, and knew that he had fallen asleep.However, he himself could not fall asleep.My mind is dizzy, like a ball of thread.

Cut constantly, the rationale is still chaotic.

"Master..."

Suddenly, a slight whisper came from behind, and Yan Chen's back trembled.

The undercurrent that was desperately suppressed before surged up again, churning, almost drowning him.

He was uneasy, but after all, he had heard it once, so he became curious and inquiring again.

Fu Nian...are you calling him?

Why... calling him?

Involuntarily, he turned around slowly, slowly.

He moved lightly, and the straw under his body rustled under the pressure. The small and strange sounds spread to Yan Chen's ears one after another, making his scalp numb and his heart beating faster.

Unstoppable excitement, like doing something forbidden.

Suspending his heart, he turned around with great difficulty, and what caught his eye was the side face of Fu Nian in the dark night.

Close at hand, Yan Chen looked at this profile, his mind went blank.

Everything is blank, only the sharp outline of Fu Nian's face, thick eyelashes, and straight nose...

Every inch of his face is familiar yet unfamiliar, without any childishness, no matter how you look at it, he is a grown-up person.

No, a mature man.

Yan Chen was thinking vaguely in his mind, as soon as this idea appeared, he soon felt a sense of treason.

He couldn't describe his apprentice as mature and manly.

He turned around hastily, ashamed of the thoughts in his mind, he wanted to escape.

"Master..."

Rubbling lingeringly, a powerful arm was already on Yan Chen's chest.

In an instant, his whole body froze and there was no escape.