After transmigrating into the book, the heartthrob Shizun lost his horse

The main peak of the Qingli Sect is very large, with a row of lecture halls for practicing and reading on the left, a row of small huts for outer disciples on the right, and a trial field surrounded by twelve stone pillars in the center.

A group of disciples followed Yu Chengzhou, clamoring to tease Jiang Yu, but the moment they saw Jiang Yu's face under the snow-green velvet robe, everyone stopped in their tracks, and their faces couldn't help but froze. Showing surprise.

Jiang Yu was puzzled.

Yu Chengzhou frowned silently, smoothed down the crow-colored long hair of the boy in front of him, and gently took Jiang Yu straight to the top of the Zangshu Pavilion.

Yu Chengzhou made a brief salute: "Master."

The suzerain of the Qingli Sect, Qi Jianyue, turned around and fell to the ground in a snow-white robe, with countless golden threads hooking up at the ends of his hair. His powerful spiritual power was overwhelming, forcing everyone present to bow their heads, unable to look directly at him face.

Jiang Yu felt a pure and holy soft light in front of his eyes, a surge of true energy was like a snake running around in the blood vessels of his body, suppressing his spiritual power, forcing him to be paralyzed and unable to resist, and the side of his cheeks felt slightly hot, like needles. tie.

After a while, he heard Qi Jianyue say: "This son is a disaster, and the Qingli Sect can't keep it."

"Chengzhou." Qi Jianyue rushed to Yu Chengzhou again and said sharply, "You want to take him as an apprentice, don't you recognize what he is?"

Yu Chengzhou hurriedly said: "Master, you misunderstood, he is not..."

"I don't need to be a teacher." He was interrupted by Jiang Yu before he finished speaking.

Perhaps under the influence of the illusion, Jiang Yu's temper became even more stubborn. He broke free from his embrace and jumped down. He held his breath, a small black flame ignited on his fingertips, and looked back at Yu Cheng as if showing off. Boat.

Yu Chengzhou's expression changed, and he quickly stopped him. The golden light waved over and extinguished the flame.He hid Jiang Yu tightly behind his back, saluted Qi Jianyue again, and said in a low voice, "I understand."

He picked up Jiang Yu, turned around and left Zangshu Pavilion, the direction when he flew back, and after a while, the mountain gate was in front of him again.

Jiang Yu couldn't help asking, "Where are we going?"

Yu Chengzhou's eyes were soft and helpless, finally he gritted his teeth and rubbed the top of his head with determination, "Let's go home."

Liyang Peak was very empty, and the snow-fallen courtyard looked a bit empty and lonely. As soon as Yu Chengzhou entered, he added a barrier to the entire mountain, and told Jiang Yu to stay here and not run around.

Jiang Yu walked around randomly according to his memory, but found that this place is very different from the real Liyang Residence. There are no repeated corridors, no maze-like 49 wing rooms, two simple main and auxiliary rooms, and one room for Yu Chengzhou to live in. , a room he lives in.

"You haven't done the apprenticeship ceremony yet!" Yu Chengzhou leaned against the door frame and looked at him with a smile, "You have to bow down and serve tea."

Yu Chengzhou in the illusion is so beautiful, he is so handsome, standing in front of the light, a magnolia orchid and a jade tree.Jiang Yu was inexplicably intoxicated, leaned over to worship, and suddenly realized when he bowed, "I didn't say I wanted to be a teacher, you took advantage of me."

He tugged on Yu Chengzhou's skirt, and the other party was caught off guard and bent over. The two of them touched their foreheads lightly, and the sound was clear, and they were separated as soon as they touched.

Yu Chengzhou rubbed his forehead, helplessly: "The meeting between the two parties is not a ceremony of apprenticeship, but a ceremony of marriage."

"Then I can't serve the tea alone."

"When two people drink it, it's not apprentice tea, it's a cup of wine."

Yu Chengzhou suddenly remembered something, and said seriously: "Also, don't use the spiritual flow in your body anymore."

"You don't need Lingliu." Jiang Yu was displeased, "Then what should I practice?"

"Wen Hong." Yu Chengzhou called softly.

A half-grown boy walked out from the side room, about as tall as Jiang Yu, with a look of vigor in his brows and eyes.He stopped beside Yu Chengzhou, crossed his arms and glanced at Jiang Yu with some disdain, "Master, he..."

Yu Chengzhou made a formula in his hand, and the young man immediately changed back to the appearance of a white jade sword, slender and light.Yu Chengzhou handed him to Jiang Yu, "In the future, if you practice swordsmanship, use it to practice."

Jiang Yu was a little surprised that Yu Chengzhou in this illusion would let him practice with his natal Wenhong Sword.He took the hilt of the sword carefully, waved it twice, and the silver light jumped out, dancing gently on both sides of his wrist.

Facts have proved that the original owner does have the talent to practice swords.

There is a towering ancient locust tree in the courtyard.Jiang Yu practiced his sword under the tree every day, and Wen Hongjian gradually merged with his spirit and spirit. The sword intent penetrated into his mind, and he learned the way without a teacher.

While the swordsmanship was becoming more and more perfect, Jiang Yu found himself distracted from time to time, and the tall and clear figure always appeared in his mind unconsciously. During morning exercises, meals, and when he woke up at night, he seized every opportunity to observe different Yu Yu as much as possible. Chengzhou, he is when he is happy, he is when he is frowning, and he is when he is angry.

Every time Jiang Yu learns a new move, he can't wait to show it to him, holding his head up and waiting for him to praise himself. Gradually, showing it seems to be more important than learning swordsmanship, and it attracts him more.

A seedling took root in the bottom of my heart and grew wildly. In a blink of an eye, the grass grew and the warbler flew away.

One day when he was practicing, Jiang Yu was distracted and glanced under the eaves. Yu Chengzhou was staring in his direction in a daze. Can't hide it.

When the eyes met, his heart trembled, and the edge of his sword trembled, deflected a few inches, disturbed the petals, and cut his forearm.

Why would I have such feelings in vain.

He comforted himself in a panic. These were the emotions of the original owner, magnified infinitely through the illusion, disturbing his thoughts and disturbing his heart.

Yu Chengzhou rushed over, blamed him distressedly, bent down slightly, and helped him deal with the wound,

Looking at the porcelain jade-like face leaning in front of him, with a focused expression, Jiang Yu suddenly understood that the original owner's greatest desire was to be able to communicate with Yu Chengzhou, so he created this pitiful scene illusion.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yu's mood was extremely complicated, and he didn't notice that his wound quickly condensed and healed in a small black air.

Time flies in the illusion.After the cold winter, it came to the Shangyuan Festival.The disciples and children of the main peak like to put up lanterns. All kinds of lanterns support the spiritual power, and they float in the air unsteadily, adorning the banks of the Milky Way, dotted with stars and dazzling.

Liyang Peak was lonely and cold, Jiang Yu put away his sword, leaned against the tree, and looked enviously at the excitement over there.

The old locust tree is full of spiritual power and blooms like a brocade all year round.When Jiang Yu was in a trance, he was suddenly attacked by countless falling flowers, and the petals the size of rice grains annoyed him all over his head.

He looked back in a daze, only to find that Yu Chengzhou was standing under the moon, looking down at him with his lips pursed and a smile.

He swallowed his complaint back, and obediently followed Yu Chengzhou into the house.

Yu Chengzhou has practiced for many years and is used to bigu. This year, he learned how to cook for a child from the world. Jiang Yu was a little at a loss when he saw the table full of ugly and fragrant dishes.

He stood by the table stupidly, and filled the wine glass himself, "I will replace tea with wine, and I will serve tea today."

The wine is self-brewed Sophora japonica wine. The rich and clear aroma lingers in the air and lingers in the nose.

Yu Chengzhou didn't take his cup, but filled it himself, touched it lightly, and dragged him to drink it all together, "In this way, it won't be regarded as apprentice tea." His breath was warm and cool .

Intoxicated by alcohol, Jiang Yu's eyes lingered on Yu Chengzhou's lips, where there was still a few drops of transparent wine, and slid down to his sharp jaw.

Yu Chengzhou suddenly got up and crossed the table, and under the half candlelight, approached with small steps while holding a wine glass.Jiang Yu's expression became more and more confused, his hands trembled slightly, he wanted to leave but couldn't control his body, his consciousness floated out of his body, and he watched himself sinking little by little.

Yu Chengzhou looked down at him with complicated and hesitant expressions. After a while, a kiss landed on his hair.

But in the next second, Yu Chengzhou searched down knowingly.

Jiang Yu's eyes suddenly widened and his pupils shrank.

There is no more distance between the lips, and they gradually become entangled together, turning into a negative distance.

Jiang Yu's consciousness was hazy for a while, and clear for a while. He silently thought that in this illusion, at least two people who love each other choose to be together.

In the name of the original owner, he indulged himself to enjoy a moment of love.When he was emotional, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't help muttering, "Master..."

In the next second, his voice was silenced by a kiss, he tilted his head in confusion, the redness in the corners of his eyes never faded.

"Stop yelling like that." Yu Chengzhou's voice was low and slightly hoarse.

In the middle of the night, there were many figures outside the window, and the flames in the sky woke him up.There was a lot of noise outside, screams of panic, chaotic footsteps, and the sound of fighting.

The magic circle formed by Mozong was vaguely copied on the paper window.

He got up from the couch, turned over and picked up the Wenhong sword beside the bed, but he couldn't find Yu Chengzhou around, and he was flustered and at a loss.

The strange mantra suddenly sounded in his mind, and the sound became louder and louder, which made him hug his head and curl himself up.

Yu Chengzhou, where is Yu Chengzhou...

Just when Jiang Yu was determined to rush out, Yu Chengzhou broke through the door and hugged him tightly in his arms to calm his restlessness.

"Master, Master." Jiang Yu finally called out.

"I'm here." Yu Chengzhou's voice was very calm.

Jiang Yu's eyes widened suddenly, and he lost his voice in astonishment. He saw his own reflection in Wen Hongjian's white jade sword.

Under the red firelight, there was a strange and coquettish blood-red trace at the corner of his eyebrows, like some kind of ancient totem, which was spreading in all directions, slowly blooming, and seemed to extend to the surroundings.

Fear and panic swept over him, he suddenly dropped his sword, and the blade clanged to the ground, a dazzling golden light suddenly flashed, awakening Jiang Yu from his trance, forcing him to close his eyes, and wiped Yu Chengzhou's figure from his eyes.

When Jiang Yu opened his eyes again, there was already an extremely wet and hard rock beneath him.There were two traces of tears hanging under his eyes, and there seemed to be tears falling lightly between the fluttering eyelashes.

This is probably a cave near the floating pool, and there is a pool of clear water beside it, so he quickly moved his face towards it.Fortunately, the face was still the original face, and the birthmark only existed in the illusion. Only then did he notice that there was a beautiful little red mole on the corner of the original owner's left eyebrow.

Jiang Yu reached out and touched his lips. They were soft and dry, and they had not been ravaged. It was just an illusion evolved from the remaining consciousness of the original owner...

Although it is a fantasy, it is also like his first nightmare with content, it is extremely real, especially Yu Chengzhou's breath seems to be still entangled in...

Jiang Yu's whole body trembled violently, and the sense of shame after the illusion was over doubled, making him feel as if he had inadvertently raped someone, feeling ashamed.

He had no choice but to move out of the original owner again, repeatedly hypnotizing himself that what he saw and felt was the fault of the original owner.

Just as Jiang Yu wanted to get up, he found that his limbs were tightly bound and he couldn't move. It wasn't the ghost pressing the bed in the dream, but the real fairy net.

When he looked up, he found that there was a young man beside him. He was lying beside the rock wall, his clothes were torn, his body was full of scars, and there was faint blood stains on his cheeks.

As if he had noticed Jiang Yu's gaze, he tried his best to move, raised his eyes, and looked back at Jiang Yu, his eyes were scarlet.

"...Master?" He raised his hand to wipe away tears for Jiang Yu.