Look up to the sky and laugh out loud

Come true

Peach Blossom Island is beautiful during the day, but also has a unique flavor at night.

Because of the strong and complicated restrictions imposed by the island owner, the strong wind cannot blow in, and the outside creatures cannot enter. The moonlight shines in gently, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the beasts are peaceful.Because there are no outsiders, the window can be opened when you fall asleep, and the night breeze gently blows in, bringing in the sound of a few falling flowers outside the window.

Hang Che had a keen sense of consciousness, and at the slightest movement, he suddenly became alert, and stretched out his arms to hug the people around him tightly.

He lowered his eyes sideways, his jet-black eyes could hardly hide their clarity even in the dark night, as if he could clearly see that the people around him were very peaceful, so the sharpness of the tightness in his eyes decreased a little, overflowing with warmth.

Unlike Hang Che's keenness at all times, He Yan simply let go of her spiritual power as long as Hang Che was by his side.Especially on Peach Blossom Island, He Yan's casual nature is harmless to humans and animals, and even small animals can easily approach him.

Just like at this moment, Hang Che is staring at He Yan. The monk is very vigilant to other people's eyes, but He Yan is completely unconscious, her face is sleepy, her body is soft and relaxed. Still can't shake off the strong lingering breath.Hang Che gently brushed He Yan's wet hair behind his ears. He couldn't help but do this kind of meaningless little action often. It actually didn't meet the requirements of the Hang family's immortal monarch to be dignified and restrained.

But that was really unbearable.

He Yan obviously enjoyed his flicking very much, she fell into a deep sleep, and even subconsciously pressed his fingers docilely.Hang Che couldn't help but worry about gains and losses for a while.As time went by, the terrifying desire to control and possess did not diminish, but became more intense. He often woke up at night, repeatedly confirming that his wife was by his side, staring deeply, refusing to make mistakes.

His wife's cultivation level is no longer inferior to his, and she can easily manipulate the souls of all living beings, but she is willing to guard a small island with him, treating his little betrothal gift as a big treasure.

One day, He Yan was basking in the sun on the grass with her pillow on Hang Che's legs, when she felt movement beside her, she looked intently, and a small cricket crawled past him defiantly, He Yan became interested and lay down on the cricket In front of him, he stared at it and said, "Stop."

The creatures on the island have never regarded He Yan as an incense-wearing envoy who can call wind and rain. Obviously, they are used to running amok, and they don't listen to He Yan's orders at all.

He Yan feigned anger and said, "My island lord ordered you to stop!"

The cricket shook its two long tentacles in a demonstration, turned a blind eye to He Yan, and swaggered away.

He Yan thumped the ground laughing angrily, tilted her head to look for Hang Che's support, and said, "Husband, it doesn't listen to the owner of this island!"

In fact, with He Yan's cultivation level, his consciousness can easily spread for dozens of miles, and an island is nothing to him. On Peach Blossom Island, He Yan completely relaxed and turned off his consciousness, and even a bug could Dare to show off to him.

Hang Che's eyes were dim, and he didn't answer his words, but said, "Yan'er, do you want to go for a walk?"

He Yan curled her lips and said, "I just returned to the island not long ago, I don't want to go out."

Hang Che was speechless for a while, took He Yan's hand and squeezed it tightly.

He Yan smiled and said: "Mr. Zhuoyu, you are about to become a wife and slave, and you will not leave me every step of the way. The ancestors of the Hang family will be angry with you when they see it."

Hang Che accepted He Yan's teasing frankly. He tilted his head and his eyes fell on the back of He Yan's neck. The incense ring had become more red recently. His gaze darkened and he said, "Yan'er, your cloak When will the fragrance order be passed on to Weidu?"

He Yan's cultivation has grown rapidly after the appearance of the Pixiang Order; to be precise, it began to advance by leaps and bounds after Lou Lang's memory awakened; especially after He Yan woke up after five years of sleep, she seemed to have opened a spiritual orifice, and her momentum was like a broken bamboo. Breaking through layers of realms again and again, the situation is unstoppable.Xianshi said how Lou Lang was young and promising. After all, it was just a silent pen and ink, and it was difficult to have a concrete feeling when reading it.Hang Che once met Lou Lang in Hang Xin's memory. I don't know if Lou Lang did it on purpose or by chance. Lou Lang has never been cruel in Hang Xin's memory. Hang Che has no way of judging how amazing Lou Lang's cultivation is.

How Lou Lang is, has entered the history of immortals, and no one can see it in person, but He Yan is still alive.In the past few years that Hang Che and He Yan lived together, he saw that He Yan could control the souls of all living beings with ease, faintly surpassing all things.

Hang Che had personally seen He Yan punishing a bully in a busy city, without even moving a finger, and was even laughing with him at that time, while the bully who beat and scolded the common people fell to the ground for no reason, describing him as stupid; When he caught a glimpse of his silent expression, he sent back the bully's soul in a blink of an eye. The bully came to his senses, changed his mind, and apologized.

This is already beyond the reach of human beings.

Extreme things will be reversed, and things will be turned into demons. Back then, Lou Lang was talked about countless times as not being of his own race, so how is He Yan today compared to Lou Lang back then?

Who is strong or weak?

Hang Che couldn't imagine, if He Yan was stronger than Lou Lang back then, what kind of destiny would be behind it?

Isn't it enough for Lou Lang to go crazy and blew himself up because of his mission, what else does He Yan need? !

He Yan was so clear that she heard Hang Che's implication, and said: "The little monk's cultivation level is still low, and he can't bear the burning incense order. Hang Che, don't worry, the destiny has already decided that the little monk is the one who will inherit it. Even if my mission in this life is over, I will always be well, right by your side."

A look of pain flashed in Hang Che's eyes, and he lowered his eyelashes.

He is really beautiful, his eyelashes are black and dense, long and straight, they cover the entire pupil light when he lowers his eyes, and the fine pupil light leaks out from the cracks, the stars are dotted like a small piece of deep and bright night sky .He Yan was dazed, and couldn't help grabbing Hang Che's hand: "Yao Xian, you are so pretty."

Hang Che's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he lifted them up.

He Yan was agitated by the look, and she softly said, "Actually, you don't have to practice so hard, your cultivation is already enough to stand alone in the realm of cultivation, Liu Shuang has been difficult to meet with opponents for many years, and if you don't use it, I can protect myself. You don't have to suffer like this."

Hang Che: "Then why don't you practice?"

He Yan blinked and said, "Because I'm more greedy, even more greedy than Lou Lang. I not only want the ability to control the overall situation, but also want not to be swayed by destiny."

Hang Che's eyes were calm, without surprise, he held He Yan's hand tightly: "Because you want to spend more time with us?"

They looked at each other tacitly, and He Yan said with a smile: "Yaoxian, have you ever thought about ascending? Let's be immortal couples together?"

Hang Che shook his head: "Don't force it."

He Yan said: "I didn't intend that at first. After all, no one has been ascended in the cultivation world for more than a thousand years. But recently, I seem to have seen that door."

Hang Che said with a solemn expression: "Okay, Pi Xiang makes you wait for me."

He Yan said: "Can you even respond to such nonsense?"

Hang Che nodded solemnly.

He Yan also said in a serious voice: "I don't want to ascend, if Heavenly Tribulation makes a careless move, I will be crushed to ashes, I have a family and a house and I can't afford that risk; besides, if I ascend, I will be controlled by the rules of heaven, so I will I can accept the restraint of my husband, and I can't stand others' control of me."

Hang Che looked at He Yan calmly.

He Yan laughed lightly when he looked at her: "You don't even care about my sleeping position, aren't you tired?"

Hang Che remembered that it was too intense last night, He Yan's shoulder was twisted, so he stretched out his hand to precisely press a acupuncture point on He Yan's shoulder, rubbed it lightly and said, "Poor posture will oppress the heart."

"I'm so happy." He Yan was pressed very comfortably by Hang Che, she didn't know what happened at night, she burst out laughing, hugging Hang Che was a hard kiss, Hang Che was dazzled by his sudden kiss, his expression changed Somewhat in a trance, but his movements precisely grasped He Yan's waist.

He Yan was itchy for a while when he held her, she laughed intermittently and said, "Mr. Zhuoyu, didn't you just have to spend last night?"

Hang Che said: "If you're afraid of being tired, don't bother me."

He Yan complained: "How can I be teasing you? Obviously you can't help teasing."

Hang Che said seriously: "As a husband, what's wrong with not being able to resist the temptation of my wife?"

He Yan quickly waved her hands and said, "Yes, yes, what your husband said is correct."

They quarreled, and inevitably huddled together again, and untied their belts.

In the blur, Hang Che's eyes are still clean, with incomparable piety in the quietness, as if looking at the treasure in the world; his long eyelashes are gently fanned when he is in love, his white face is like jade, so beautiful that it makes people dizzy, congratulations There was a burst of intense satisfaction and amazement in Yan's heart, and she wished to give all of herself to him.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed in He Yan's eyes, and he grabbed Hang Che's hand that was untying his belt.

They already had a tacit understanding, and with just one movement, Hang Che knew something was wrong.

Even Lord Chunxin and Lord Linyuan couldn't break the restriction on Peach Blossom Island that Hang Che had issued, and no one in the realm of cultivation could enter, and those who came could enter, which was very scary.What's even more frightening is that Hang Che didn't notice it, and He Yan closed his consciousness, and when he found out that there was something wrong, he used the incense stick to instinctively warn, who the hell is coming?

The more urgent they are, the calmer they become.He Yan straightened up, and Hang Che put on clothes for him. It seemed that it was just a couple's daily life, but in fact, their spiritual consciousness had been fully opened, covering the whole island.

However, no trace of anyone was found.

Either He Yan's perception was wrong, or the opponent's strength crushed them.

Obviously the latter.

Because the order of wearing incense can't be wrong.

They got up calmly and circled the island for a while, seeing nothing different.But he never thought about fleeing, the other party came whenever he wanted, if he had to deal with it in Peach Blossom Island, which was protected by restrictions, there would be no chance of going out.

Be on guard all day, before going to bed at night, Hang Che checked again and again, specially added a warning spell, He Yan injected a drop of blood from the order of wearing incense into the spell, and the two went back to the room and slept on the bed. keep your eyes open.

With their cultivation base, they can stay awake for days or even months without sleep, but for some reason, after a while, they fell asleep and were pulled by a strange force to fall asleep.

He Yan was fearless, resisted several times and found it ineffective, and then fell asleep, while Hang Che resisted until the last line of clarity was torn off, he hooked He Yan's finger before falling asleep.

A voice in the dream asked them, "Do you have any regrets?"

He Yan and Hang Che replied: "I have no regrets in this life."

Ask again: "There are no regrets in the three lives?"

He Yan replied: "Yes."

Hang Che didn't answer for a long time, his eyelashes trembling slightly, restraining the great pain.

The man asked again: "What regrets do you have?"

After a long silence, Hang Che replied softly, "It's not me, it's my uncle."

His great-uncle, Kongshan Lord Hangxin.

Until his death, Hang Xin felt guilty that he didn't agree to Lou Lang in time. He tormented Lou Lang for a long time for no reason, and spent a good time with the two of them. When he regretted and wanted to make up, it was too late and he could do nothing. There was only one night of bridal chamber left. Added a new guilt - he personally sent her husband to die.

This guilt and remorse is deeply rooted in the soul, and Samsara III never dared to forget it. No matter who it becomes, it will carry Hang Xin's obsession and become a bloody mouth on the apex of his heart.

The man said: "Then Hang Xin's dream will be fulfilled."

The dream unfolded.

In a continuous bamboo sea, the bamboos are neatly arranged and grow neatly, unlike the force of nature.Birds chirping in the forest, the breeze is gentle, the bamboo leaves are fragrant and rustling, and there is a series of laughter in the distance. So happy, that person must be very casual.The man was tall and straight, walking neatly, with a natural vigor, dressed in plain black clothes, with handsome eyebrows, plump and handsome, the lines of his face were not sharp, but he still had the softness of a teenager, he was about seventeen or eighteen years old.

It was Lou Lang.

Lou Lang thought of something funny, looked back a few times, confirmed that no one was chasing him, whistled, and walked away.

He walked fast and steadily, the fresh air of the forest lingered around him automatically, and the bamboo forest formation under his feet was deftly resolved by him. For a long mountain road, he hummed a few ditties and walked out.

In front of him is a forest of miscellaneous trees, with alternating flowers and leaves, high and low, lacking the fairy air of the bamboo forest, and more the atmosphere of the world, as if falling into the world from the clouds, and Lou Lang likes this kind of down-to-earth feeling, he chuckled lightly, Stride into the woods.

The stream was gurgling in front of it, and there were yellow or pink flowers beside the stream. Lou Lang looked left and right, his eyes gliding over those cute little flowers, and then he stopped.

No matter how romantic and fresh the flowers are, they are not as elegant and refined as the person in the blue and white Confucian costume by the stream.

It was a man, with a slender waist bound by a blue "jade belt". The jade belt was different from ordinary white walls and emerald greens.

Lou Lang praised and greeted, "Brother."

The man was sitting on the stone by the stream with his scroll in his hands, with a straight posture, motionless, as if he had been sitting there for a long time, when he heard Lou Lang's voice, his body trembled stiffly, he froze, and turned his head slowly.

The man's hair was neatly tied, the skin on the back of his neck and the corners of his face was very fair, and it seemed as if he had absorbed the light of the stream behind him. The silhouette alone was so beautiful that it was unbearable to look directly at it.

Lou Lang's breath was stagnant, he opened his mouth slightly, and paused in a surprised expression.

The turned side face was beautiful enough to be painted, when caught by those eyes, it seemed to fall into the starry sky, Lou Lang was fascinated by it, and it took him a long time to realize that the man answered him.

The voice hit like jade, and the man asked again: "My lord called me?"

Renmei's voice is also beautiful, Lou Lang was hit hard in the heart, dizzy, he was reluctant to cover up his hypocrisy, showed a sincere admiration, and replied: "I am Lou Lang, dare to ask the beauty's name?"

The man was called a "beauty" but he was not angry, he was dazed for a moment, his eyes looked far away as if thinking of something, and then he softly condensed back to Lou Lang, smiled and said: "Hang Xin, my word is clear, Mr. Lou Nice to meet you."

At this time, Hang Xin was already the third generation assistant king of the Hang family, Kongshan Jun, who was well-known in the cultivation world.However, it was the first time for Lou Lang to sneak out of the mountain, and he knew little about the world outside the mountain. He heard the name and sighed "good name", and asked with a smile, "Why is Mr. Hang reading here?"

Hang Xin replied: "I got lost in the mountains and stayed here."

It's unreasonable for a scholar to come here alone in the deep mountains and old forests, but he looks more like a handsome man transformed into a ghost fox. This is interesting. Lou Lang smiled and said, "Isn't your son a fairy who came out of a book?"

Hang Xin said: "Mr. Lou, have you ever seen a fairy reading a book?"

Lou Lang said: "I have seen a lot of demons, but I have never seen scholars. In comparison, I am more curious about scholars. And if the young master is a goblin who studies, it is even more strange. When I, Lou Lang, first came out of the mountain, I met Such an elegant and beautiful elf, what luck."

Hang Xin said: "If I'm a demon, aren't you afraid, my lord?"

Lou Lang raised his eyebrows and laughed loudly: "If you are a monster, you should be afraid of me."

Hang Xin: "Why?"

Lou Lang smiled, looked at Hang Xin playfully, thought for a while, then shook his head amusedly, and said: "Mr. Hang, Yi Li Zhuo Li, is absolutely beautiful, and the glamorous demons and flower ghosts are not as good as the young master. I'm afraid I won't be able to do it. So, you don't have to be afraid of me."

This remark is frivolous, and scholars are always respectful of etiquette, and they will be angry when they hear it, but Hang Xin doesn't take it seriously, but looks at it seriously, and said: "Mr. Lou thinks I'm beautiful, so he can't bear to do it?"

Lou Lang became more and more interested: "My son is extraordinary and refined, and a fairy is incomparable. Everyone has a love for beauty, especially me, Lou Lang. I definitely can't do anything to a beauty like your son."

This is the truth, he came from the fairy mountain, and his fellow disciples can be regarded as immortal, but no one can compare with the person in front of him.He spoke sincerely, with a frank face, and his admiring eyes stopped on Hang Xin straightforwardly.

Being looked at by him like this, Hang Xin lowered her eyes slightly, looked at the ground, retracted her fingers, and gently rolled up the book.

After all, Lou Lang was still a teenager at this time, and he hadn't yet cultivated the face of a thousand-foot hooligan. Seeing the other party's shy description, he finally realized that he was abrupt and rude. The other party, so that the other party will not be nervous.

Just as he was about to make a move, he felt a strange movement beside him, and a strong breath of a monster rushed towards him. He was already familiar with monsters, and with a pinch of his fingers, he swung the python that was close to Hang Xin far away, and grasped it forward. Hold the opponent's hand and say: "Young Master Hang, don't be surprised."

It started with a section of icy fingers, slender and delicate, Xu Shi was so frightened that he forgot to struggle for a while, and did not scold him for being rude, but just stared at him blankly.

Lou Lang blushed rarely, let go of his hands and said, "Excuse me."

Hang Xin's eyes dimmed, and he didn't say anything. For some reason, Lou Lang felt that the other party seemed a little lost when he let go.

The hatchback was silent for a moment, Lou Lang said first: "The mountain is dangerous, how about I take you down the mountain?"

There is no way to go down the mountain, and there are miasma everywhere, but it is not a threat to Lou Lang at all. He simply waved his hand all the way, and scattered all kinds of formations, organs and monsters to ambush him. Green water, admired all the way, walked for several miles, and arrived at a small town.

The town is not big, but life is full of people, yelling and drinking, they walk from the street to the end of the street, Lou Lang looks at it as he walks, and when he sees something good, he picks it up; when he sees something delicious, he reaches out for it. Then he laughed and threw money at people; he also liked to look at little girls, tall and short, fat and thin, and looked at the good-looking ones more, and the ordinary ones also smiled and smiled at others until the little girls blushed and became angry. Only then did he look back, laughing at himself.And no matter which girl he looked at, his eyes would stop at the scholar next to him in the end, take a comparison look, shake his head, as if not giving up, then look at the little girl, and compare again.

After half an hour, when he walked to the end of the street, Lou Lang had a lot of spoils in his hands, and all kinds of gadgets hung all over his body. When he turned around, he saw that Hang Xin was also holding something in his hand, and he said: "I'm new, I like these There is nothing wrong with it, how can you buy it?"

While putting the things into the bag, Hang Xin naturally went to pick up the things that Lou Lang was holding under his arms.Hang Xin leaned over slowly, the breath of frost and snow on his body enveloped Lou Lang, it was so clear and clear, it smelled so good that Lou Lang took a deep breath, this breath seemed to slip from the scorching sun to the edge of a clear, snowy and cold lake, surrounded by Bingying, Lou Lang was in a trance for a while, and the things under his arms were taken away unconsciously, his eyes were attracted to stay on the two slightly trembling eyelashes, and he couldn't help saying: "What are you thinking, your heart is beating so fast?"

Lou Lang's spiritual power is ethereal, his five senses are keen, and he practices spiritualism, so it's not surprising that he can hear people's voices.He didn't have any worldly ideas. While talking, he reached out and wanted to press Hang Xin's chest.

The other party stayed in place quietly, his eyes glowing, and he didn't dodge or dodge.

The bustling crowd was suddenly so quiet that there were only two of them left. Lou Lang felt a strong surge in his heart, and his palm was driven by some magic power to reach out. Before pressing down, he was held by cold fingers and strengthened , pressed his palm to that chest: "Mr. Lou, you will know after listening."

Lou Lang's mind exploded with golden flowers, and his eyes were dazzled. Following the strong and slightly rapid heartbeat from the palm of his hand, he took a sharp breath as if he was not breathing well, retracted his hand in shock, and coughed dryly: "I'm sorry."

The corners of Hang Xin's indifferent mouth curved up slightly, as if the blue frost had spread, reflecting the snow on a sunny day.

How can there be such a good-looking person in this world, Lou Lang thought, this Hang Xin is more beautiful than all the girls in the town, so he must be a woman, right?

They were standing in the middle of the road when a wave of people rushed over and dispersed them. They looked at each other through the crowd, waiting for the crowd to pass by, but three or five strong men appeared out of nowhere and surrounded Hang Xin, and the crowd crowded towards Lou Lang In the past, Lou Lang couldn't push and shove ordinary people, so he took a few steps back. When he found Hang Xin in the crowd, he saw that Hang Xin was surrounded by bullies. The leader of the bullies was fat and big-eared. "Young master" and "beauty" are very obscene and obscene.

The meaning of Hang Xin's blue frost is obviously very human, and ordinary scholars can't afford to live in that old mountain for a few days. Lou Lang knew early in the morning that Hang Xin was by no means an ordinary person, and he must have the power to protect himself, so He was not in a hurry, he was still waiting to see those good shows where the rogues were taught a lesson, but Hang Xin didn't know if he had never seen such an indecent thing in broad daylight or something, but he froze in place, only staring at it from afar To him, even that fat and big-eared bastard reached out to touch his face, but he didn't dodge it.

Lou Lang was overwhelmed with irritability, shot like lightning, and pointed at people. A group of people fell to the ground and wailed. Numerous pairs of eyes looked at Hang Xin with relish, and Lou Lang became even more furious. He didn't want anything in his hand, threw it all over the ground, and dragged him forward for several miles in one breath, until he stopped at an intersection and looked at him irritably. Three roads ahead.

Hang Xin walked up to him slowly, and he turned his face away.

Hang Xin moved to his eyes again, and he turned to the other side, and simply strode towards the road facing him.The running speed slowed down, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong. He looked down and found that he was still holding Hang Xin.