The No. 1 blue face in the world of comprehension

"I see!"

Bai Shu's voice resounded in Shen Zhihan's sea of ​​consciousness, and immediately drew his attention away from Fang Qiyu and back to the ink manuscript: "Look at the place modified with cinnabar on this paper, if it corresponds to Mu Yichen's Is Chengshuang's position exactly on the Demon Sealing Formation?"

Shen Zhihan was a little confused, so: "So?"

Bai Shu sighed and said: "Mu Yichen's formation method, Saber Chengshuang is used to set the formation. If future generations want to make any changes on the magic sealing formation, they need to start from the fixed formation sword. These spells The text was used tens of thousands of years ago, but it was gradually abandoned because it was too difficult and obscure. I recalled it just now, and the content on this paper probably has the same physique as Mu Yichen, and his cultivation level is above the distraction stage. If the pure spirit body activates the fixed formation sword, it can expand the magic sealing formation and seal the Fallen God Heavenly Abyss."

"—In other words, it is to sacrifice a pure spiritual body, and the formation method gives it new power."

The more Shen Zhihan listened, the more frightened he became: "So who is he planning to replace? Is this also the reason for the excessive use of Skypeeping Formation?"

"Well," Bai Shu confirmed, "These ancient characters have been lost for a long time, and it is impossible for even Mu Yichen to know about them, let alone Fang Qiyu. The method of using a pure spiritual body to sacrifice the array must have been discovered by him through the investigation of the heavenly array. , but he did not specify who is the candidate for the sacrificial formation in his plan..."

While the two were talking, Fang Qiyu, who was unconscious on the couch, gradually recovered.

A layer of extremely faint blue light covered the surface of his white porcelain skin. Shen Zhihan leaned over and saw that some newly cracked scars on the opponent's wrist had begun to solidify and scab.

After a while, the blue light dissipated, Fang Qiyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes.

What came into view was Shen Zhihan's clear and handsome eyebrows as before, and his peach-blossom-like pupils were full of anxiety and concern: "Qi Yu, how are you? Do you feel better?"

Fang Qiyu's complexion was so pale that it was a little transparent. He looked at the former, but a golden light flashed in his eyes, so fast that even Shen Zhihan, who had been staring at him, didn't catch it.

If there is no smile in the picture, there is a hint of natural indifference in those bland eyebrows and eyes, like a fairy hidden in the clouds and mist during the cold river and winter snow, far away from the dust.

Fang Qiyu hardly looked at the bookshelf, just glanced at the table lightly, and said softly: "...you know everything?"

"Yes."

Shen Zhihan didn't intend to lie, and nodded very simply: "I'm sorry for looking through your things without your permission... But Qi Yu, you are gambling your life like this now! Not to mention peeping into the sky, there is nothing in this world. There are very few pure spirit bodies, and those who can reach the level of distraction can be counted with one hand, so how can offering sacrifices be so simple?"

He spoke with anxiety, but when Fang Qiyu heard the words, a smile suddenly appeared on Gu Jing's calm face.

The winter snow finally faded, and it was replaced by the heart-wrenching Chun and Jingming. Before Shen Zhihan could react to his sudden change of expression, he saw a tiny golden flame ignited from the bottom of those obsidian-like black eyes. .

He was also laughing, but Fang Qiyu was no longer as gentle and restrained as before. For some reason, when Shen Zhihan looked at him, a sense of strangeness rose in his heart for no reason, as if he had never really understood Fang Qiyu.

"Qi Yu, you..."

Before he finished speaking, the former got up slowly and interrupted him with a smile: "Don't worry, no matter what, Qi Yu won't let Qing Yun go to sacrifice."

"Abandoning Yu!" Shen Zhihan was a little annoyed, and frowned, "How could you not know, that's not what I meant!"

Fang Qiyu laughed again: "Then what do you mean?"

Shen Zhihan shook his head: "You and I have known each other for many years, Shen certainly knows Qi Yu's character, you will never do anything to sacrifice others, even if it is a sacrifice. What I am most worried about is that you plan to sacrifice yourself! Qi Yu, you Tell me honestly, are you going to use yourself to activate the Demon Sealing Formation under the Fallen God Abyss?"

"So what?" Fang Qiyu sneered, but looked away, looking at the table covered with manuscripts and scrolls, "What does Fang's life and death have to do with Daoist Shen?"

"Fang Qiyu!!!"

Shen Zhihan was really angry this time, he grabbed the other's arm and said angrily, "What do you mean by that?!"

I don't know whether it's from anxiety or anger, Shen Zhihan's voice is high-pitched, but even his voice is trembling unconsciously, but Fang Qiyu just refuses to meet his eyes, and with a flick of his hands, he forcefully pushes away the other party's hand that is holding his arm .

"Did Fang just say that?" He straightened his messy skirts, returned to his usual meticulous attire, and said in a low voice, "I no longer regard Daoist Priest as a friend, Shen Daochang should not be bored anymore ,please."

Before he finished speaking, he stretched out a hand towards the door and made a gesture of seeing off the guests: "I'm sorry to see you off."

"I do not go!"

Shen Zhihan was so angry that he didn't care about etiquette, and directly grabbed the extremly wrist of the former: "We have known each other for more than a hundred years, even if you no longer consider me a friend, in Qingyun's heart, Fang Qiyu is also a lifelong friend. Let you die!"

Fang Qiyu was startled.

The quarrel between the two almost penetrated the light blue bead curtains and curtains in the world. The blue luan bird, who had been waiting outside, heard it, and anxiously almost dived in, but was blocked by the light barrier that did not know when to condense again. Outside, I had no choice but to jump my feet.

Inside Tianxiaqing, however, became quiet.

Shen Zhihan looked at the other party with a complicated expression and lowered his head, and laughed, and was about to speak again, but Fang Qiyu suddenly approached, pressing his uncaught hand on his chest, and forced the unsuspecting Shen Zhihan to a pillar in the house superior!

"...Best friend?" Fang Qiyu came closer, but his expression was full of pain and forbearance, "Fang has never regarded you as a best friend...Qing Yun, Qing Yun, do you know how attractive you are? ?”

"Qi Yu...you..." Shen Zhihan was pressed by him with one hand, but he forgot to break free in surprise. He opened his mouth, but it was like a stick in his throat, and he couldn't say anything else except calling out the other person's name.

Fang Qiyu didn't seem to hear it, his head lowered lower and lower, and finally it was almost buried in Shen Zhihan's neck: "The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, I always thought this was enough... But Qingyun, I overestimated myself, I underestimated you too."

"I used to think I was, but every tossing and turning night, I can hardly restrain myself from wanting to possess you...I'm not a gentleman."

Fang Qiyu's voice was light, even a little hoarse, but it pressed down on Shen Zhihan's heart like a huge stone.

——He never thought that Fang Qiyu, who was always gentle and refined, actually hid such a heavy love in his heart when facing him!

This fact happened so hastily that he didn't even have time to think about how to react, but just when his brain froze, Fang Qiyu seemed to pour out all the truth in one breath, not only There was no intention to stop, but the speed of speech became faster: "You are too free, like a bird, I want to keep you, but I can't bear to imprison you, I want to hug you, but I can't get close to you anymore Some. I don't even ask you to sit on my shoulders, just look at you from afar..."

Shen Zhihan finally recovered himself from the astonishment, he bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to regain his senses, and quickly thought about how to respond to the former, but the other party suddenly let go of the hand that had been pressing on his chest, and turned his back.

The back that was always as straight as pine and bamboo seemed extremely lonely and tired at the moment. Before Shen Zhihan could say anything else, he saw him walking towards the inner room without looking back, his voice was indescribably hoarse like the collision of pearls and jade. .

"Fang is tired... Daoist Shen, please go back."

When the world was clear, Qingluan heard the sound of the conversation in the room disappear, and was about to repeat the same trick and slammed into the light barrier again, but hit nothing again.

It chirped suspiciously, and then saw the jasper hanging from the curtain, and a figure in white walking out slowly.He seemed to be thinking about something, he didn't notice the light barrier that was slowly disappearing in front of him at all, and even the blue bird that was eagerly approaching him failed to attract his attention, and the whole person shook out of the world like a lost soul.

Everything that happened today was too sudden, and Bai Shu also knew that it would be better for him to be quiet, so he didn't talk to him again. Even going back to the small courtyard where he usually lives was just Shen Zhihan's habit, which made him fall into the just now again. In the calming shock, it was the figure in red who was half leaning under the osmanthus tree in the small courtyard.

The tiny sweet-scented osmanthus is like sprinkling gold, and when the breeze blows by, it falls on the loose black hair and red clothes of the red-clothed demon, and the ambergris is wrapped in the fragrant wind, and everything is like A beautiful dream.

Sensing that someone was coming, Xie Changliu lifted his black feather-like eyelashes slightly, and those dark dark eyes suddenly shone like stars the moment he saw Shen Zhihan.

Seeing Shen Zhihan standing blankly at the door, the smile began from the bottom of his eyes, and bloomed layer upon layer on that stunning face like a rose blooming.

He smiled lightly and waved to Shen Zhihan, and the golden bell rang clearly.

"—Darling, come here."

"Xie Changliu?" Shen Zhihan subconsciously walked towards him, "Why are you here?"

3000 years ago, Xie Changliu stayed in the Jingwei Academy for a long time, so it is not surprising that he can come and go so freely.

It's just that the last time the two met was in the mirage, and the other party disappeared after that, so Shen Zhihan asked as soon as he came over: "What happened in the mirage earlier? Where did A Nian and Jiye Demon Lord go?"

Seeing this, Xie Changliu sighed, and said helplessly, "It's been a long time since I've seen you, my heart throws out so many questions in one go, which one do you want me to answer first?"

Shen Zhihan was dumb, and was about to speak, but the former suddenly reached out, grabbed his arm and pressed him against the tree trunk behind him.

Everything happened between lightning and flint, Shen Zhihan only felt a blur before his eyes, and Xie Changliu's breath was overwhelming, making him unable to move.

There was a burst of heat in the ears, it was the breath of the Red Demon Lord when he spoke, his voice was deceptive, but Shen Zhihan's nerves tensed instantly.

"The spirits of the earth... and the spirits of the wood—what do you want them for?"

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