Sick Beauty Master Self-Help Guide

Song Chuyu felt like he was floating somewhere.

Soft.

Feels like cotton candy.

It doesn't have the sticky feel of cotton candy.

As if floating above the clouds.

It's a different feeling from the previous water surface.

Song Chuyu tried hard to open his eyes.

But no matter how hard he tried, it seemed to be of no use.

"Is he awake?"

Someone's voice came from next to my ear.

It sounded like a man, with a somewhat feminine voice.

"Don't kill people."

There was another voice, which sounded more masculine.

Song Chuyu imagined a tall, muscular man.

"Oh, it's not a good time to kill him. I just killed that kid when he was heartbroken."

Another voice sounded quite feminine, making it hard to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

Who is that kid?

Song Chuyu frowned.

"It's easy to say, Qian Chongyue's sword intent is spinning on him, can you move him?" said the legendary muscular man.

what?

Who is Qian Zhongyue?

Very familiar name.

I seem to have heard it somewhere.

And it's a very familiar person.

Familiar with... I always feel that this person has been with him for many years.

It is a friendship that goes beyond friends, like family members.

"Chu Yu."

Suddenly, Song Chuyu felt a voice in his head.

With a little anxiety, more concern.

"Where are you?"

said the voice again.

Song Chuyu didn't know how to respond to him.

He didn't even know where he was.

"Chu Yu, I'm Yan Xun, your apprentice, do you remember me?" said the voice.

Yan Xun...

The name seemed more familiar to him.

Familiar with it, as long as he mentions it, there will be an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.

Is this person someone he likes?

Otherwise why would there be such a reaction.

Song Chuyu wanted to talk to him.

But I don't know how to communicate with each other for a while.

"Qian Chongyue's restriction is too strong, my mind-peeping technique is useless, and the connection of the blood contract is also useless."

Another thousand moons.

Who is this?

Song Chuyu was a little distressed.

What is mind-peeping?

Can you hear what's in your heart?

What is a blood contract?

Does he have this thing on him?

Think so.

Song Chuyu felt a little hot in his waist.

correct.

waist.

It feels so familiar.

He even blushed for a moment.

do not know why.

Mentioning this place, Song Chuyu felt his heart beat faster.

"Chu Yu, Chu Yu, can you hear me?"

That voice came again.

Can hear.

Just can't respond.

I don't know if he will stop talking because of this.

so boring.

Floating here alone, I can't speak, let alone open my eyes.

So uncomfortable.

Song Chuyu felt a little wronged.

"Chu Yu, Yizhangxue is here, he must find a way to find you and make Qian Chongyue take back the restriction. Don't be afraid, I will come right away, just wait, then..."

The voice came again, but this time, it stopped before even finishing the sentence.

Song Chuyu opened his eyes.

He was floating in the air, and there were many clouds and mist in the sky, surrounding him.

And there was still light around him, white light.

If you feel it carefully, you can still feel the domineering sword intent in the white light.

Is this what the voice said, Qian Chongyue's restriction?

Such a domineering sword intent.

As you can imagine, so is this person.

Like a sharp sword, as cold as snow on a high mountain.

But what this restriction makes people feel is not the coldness, but the domineering sword intent with the chill.

Can feel what kind of sword cultivator the other party is.

Song Chuyu sat up, touched the cloud under her body, barely stood up, and began to look around.

Outside the fog, there seemed to be a few people standing there.

Looking at the figure, it seems to be the same as Song Chuyu's previous guess.

And strangely enough.

These people look huge.

It seemed that Song Chuyu seemed very small.

Or.

These people thought of some way to make Song Chuyu smaller and put him in this cloudy space.

"Oh, are you awake?" The man with a soft voice who couldn't tell the difference between male and female spoke.

Song Chuyu looked at that person, only to see that the person was wearing a flower-and-bird robe, holding a cigarette rod in his hand, with slightly raised eyebrows, looking at him with a smile.

"What's the use of waking up, Qian Zhongyue's restriction is here, you can't help him." The muscular man said.

Song Chuyu looked at the muscular man upon hearing the sound, and found that he was not actually a very muscular man.

This man was dressed in blue, with sharp facial features, looking like a general.

The man in the middle is probably the one who spoke at the beginning.

I saw that this man had short crimson hair and horns on his head, so he couldn't tell what kind of animal it was.

"There is always a way," said the red-haired brother in the middle.

Listening to their conversation, Song Chuyu carefully thought about why he was here, but only felt that all the memories in his mind seemed to be covered in a layer of fog.

He took a few steps back, and when he swung his arm, he touched the jade at his waist.

Jade?

Song Chuyu frowned, the fog in his head seemed to have dissipated, but those memories were still tightly wrapped, preventing Song Chuyu from seeing what was behind the fog.

He reached out and grabbed the jade around his waist, and put it in front of his eyes for a closer look.

It was found that there were many cracks on the jade, which sometimes spread and sometimes were repaired.

Back and forth, but ended up tinkering a little more.

Yan Xun...

who is it?

Song Chuyu looked at the words engraved on the jade and felt his head throbbing.

There is also a strange feeling in my heart.

Can't tell what it is.

I can only feel that this person seems very important.

It is the person who cannot forget.

Song Chuyu saw that while Nayu was repairing the crack by himself, he was also devouring the engraving of the word "Yan Xun".

No, it cannot be devoured.If so, Song Chuyu would not be able to see the name.

Will he be forgotten forever.

Song Chuyu raised his hand, and used spiritual power to deepen the engraving of the word "Yan Xun" on the jade.

Feeling the sharp pain in my head.

At this time, the figure of a boy seemed to appear in his mind.

It is a water prison, a secret place, a cold cave, and a palace.

Many, many places are his past with this young man.

Later, the boy gradually turned into a youth and turned into a dragon.

Song Chuyu saw in his memory that this boy was standing in front of him, asking when the master would accept him.

This person should be Yan Xun.

Song Chuyu thought.

At this time.

Another memory appeared in Song Chuyu's mind again, it was when the boy was younger.

In the bloody house, the boy crouched in a corner alone, burying his head in his arms.

Song Chuyu went to this place with another monk, and it was Song Chuyu who found the boy first.

He took his hand, and from then on the young man held onto his hand tightly, refusing to let go no matter what.

But later.It seemed that something invaded his body and took away his consciousness.

He did a lot of things that made the boy sad.

Song Chuyu felt her face was a little wet, and reached out to touch it, but tears shed unconsciously.

why cry.

Song Chuyu couldn't figure it out.

"Chu Yu, the ban is protecting you and repairing the cracks, so don't be so resistant."

Suddenly, a voice appeared in Song Chuyu's mind.

With a bit of coldness, it resembled the sword intent surrounding him.

Is this what they call the Thousand Moons?

"What is he doing?" the blue-clothed youth outside asked.

"I don't know." The young man in the flower and bird robe shook his head.

The red-haired brother laughed and said, "He doesn't expect Yan Xun to save him, does he?"

"I don't want to lose my memory."

Song Chuyu felt that the person in his mind could hear him speaking.

"Chu Yu, you... oh."

Qian Zhongyue sighed.

At this time, for some reason, Song Chuyu felt that something was eroding his consciousness, as if he wanted to drive his consciousness out.

"Don't act rashly, there are restrictions, as long as you don't accept that consciousness, they won't be able to get in."

Qian Chongyue's voice still seemed to be so steady, but when he listened carefully, he was still a little anxious.

"No matter how powerful Yan Xun is, he won't be able to enter my northern palace..."

The red-haired brother hadn't finished speaking when he heard a loud noise.

The roof of the entire palace was lifted off.

"Devil Lord, please don't say such things in the future." The man in blue felt a little helpless.

"It's really poisonous milk, what do you say?" The young man in the flower and bird robe sneered.

Song Chuyu raised his eyes and saw a giant dragon rushing in roaring, followed by many people.

"Chu Yu, don't relax."

Qian Chongyue's voice sounded again in his head.

But Song Chuyu seemed unable to hear his voice, his eyes were attracted by the giant dragon.

this dragon...

It must be Yan Xun.

As soon as Yan Xun entered the hall, he didn't care about the red-haired younger brother, and only cared about looking for Song Chuyu first.

Even though he became smaller, Yan Xun still saw Song Chuyu at first sight.

"What should I do?" Yan Xun looked at the little Song Chuyu who was packed in a transparent container, and looked at the people beside him with some distress.

White hair, blue eyes.

This person is also very familiar.

It was as if I had seen him a long, long time ago.

"Tsk, it's only a foot of snow."

The voice of Qian Chongyue appeared in his mind.

It turned out that this person was called Yizhangxue, which was quite similar to Qian Chongyue's name, and hearing Qian Chongyue's tone of voice, he thought he should be familiar with him.

"My memory has become blurred, and I even forgot many things. Is it because of this prohibition?"

Song Chuyu was very curious about this, and when he saw that they were starting to fight, he sat back to his original spot and began to ask Qian Chongyue this question.

"Yes, the restriction is protecting you." Qian Chongyue said, and snorted again after a while, with a bit of disdain in her voice, and said, "These people in Beilu want to break my restriction and really seize Qing Bai Yu, wishful thinking."

"So this restriction was opened because of them?" Song Chuyu asked.

"Yes, it was originally intended for you to find a way to repair it yourself, but now it seems that it can't be done."

Song Chuyu heard Qian Chongyue sighing.

"Why not?" Song Chuyu was a little puzzled.

"Didn't you notice that those cracks are getting bigger and bigger. If it wasn't for my restraints left on you to repair the cracks for you, you would have died long ago when James Soong stole your spiritual power." Qian Chongyue said.

James Soong?

Who is that?

"Who is Soong Chuyu?" Song Chuyu was a little puzzled.

"It's a counterfeit. Back then, a small piece of you was knocked off and picked up by people from Beilu, so it became a counterfeit." Qian Chongyue said.

"Did I know before?" Song Chuyu asked.

"I don't know, I didn't tell you, I warned them, the old ones stopped, but I didn't expect the young ones to come up with this broken plan again." Qian Chongyue snorted coldly.

"But what's the use of me? Why are you so obsessed with Qingbaiyu?" Song Chuyu really couldn't understand this question.

"Not to mention that the pure green and white jade can open the gate of heaven, but you have the spiritual power I left behind in your body, which can greatly increase your cultivation." Qian Chongyue didn't say any more after talking here.

But just here, Song Chuyu understood what it meant.

"What kind of place is it after Tianmen?" Song Chuyu was curious.

"After Tianmen, you'll know when you come." Qian Chongyue's voice was slightly smiling, and Song Chuyu's first impression was that the snow had melted.

"I've just explored it, and I'm only in the early stage of transformation, and I still have a long way to go if I want to ascend." Song Chuyu also laughed.

"Don't be afraid, you practice very quickly." After Qian Chongyue finished speaking, she continued: "Remember to bring your Taoist companion along with you."

Daoist, are you talking about Yan Xun?

The first thing that popped up in Song Chuyu's mind was Yan Xun's name.

At this time, Qian Chongyue's voice became serious.

"Watch out, he's coming."