After the demon king failed to beg for death

After entering the room, Fu Ling removed the face-changing technique on his face, took off his cassock, and returned to his original appearance.

Li Chen knew what he wanted to do just by taking a look.

He took the cassock from Fu Ling's hand and threw it into the storage ring.

The person in front of him had a handful of green stubble on his head, was dressed in white clothes like snow, and had a stern face, completely different from the master just now.

In order to cover up his too obvious head, Fu Ling found a wig from nowhere and put it on his head.

"This hair can be confused with real ones."

The black hair covered his head, and he turned back into the fairy with long flowing hair.

Li Chen pulled out a blue hair tie from his sleeve, walked behind him, gathered all his hair in the palm of his hand, and carefully tied it up for him.

"Since it is a place of sadness, why bother to uncover the scars again."

Since Fu Ling entered the mountain, he has looked at that mountain countless times, and Li Chen has seen it all.

Fu Ling paused slightly while arranging his belt, and said softly, "I just want to take a look."

Li Chen tidied his hair for him, and said softly, "I'll accompany you."

At this moment, the sky was getting bright, and the voices of disciples waking up for training and studying could already be heard from the hills not far away, but more people were still immersed in sleep.

Furong Pavilion is very big, much bigger than Xuantianzong.

There are many mountains here, and each peak has disciples, and the number of people is extremely impressive.

Fu Ling didn't have a sword, but took Li Chen along a little-known path.

"Through this small forest, there is a chain bridge in front of you. When I didn't learn how to control the sword, I always came from the chain bridge."

Fu Ling walked and introduced the scenery of Furong Pavilion to Li Chen.

"There are still great changes here. Many buildings have been renovated. If the general direction has not changed, I am afraid I will go the wrong way!"

The speed of the two was extremely fast, and the figure that was still under the tree one second had disappeared the next moment.

Soon they arrived at the chain bridge that Fu Ling had mentioned.

It's just that the iron chain bridge has lost its bridge, and there is only one iron chain left.

Under the iron chain, there is an abyss.

"Anyway, there is an iron chain left."

Fu Ling didn't want to find out how the bridge disappeared. He hadn't seen the people of Furong Pavilion for hundreds of years.

He jumped onto the chain, and Li Chen followed closely behind.

The two of them walked across the iron chain as if they were walking on flat ground, and reached the top of the mountain smoothly.

Looking down from the top of the mountain, this mountain surrounded by fairy mist is completely covered by trees and green plants, and the road hundreds of years ago has long since disappeared, buried by weeds, and the original shape cannot be seen.

Fu Ling originally thought that he would be sad, or miss him.

But in fact, when I really stood on this land, I felt an indescribable peace in my heart.

Probably because time has passed for so long that only a few memories of those times are still echoing in my mind.

Or because he has more important things and more important people, these past events are not worth mentioning.

Li Chen seemed more interested than him.

He walked down the mountain with great interest, and asked as he walked, "Is this the place where you lived since childhood?"

Fu Ling raised his heels: "Yes, I was brought up by Mrs. Xiao since I was a child, and I have always lived on this mountain, and I have never seen my parents."

Although the memory is far away, when talking about it, Fu Ling found that he could still remember many things.

"The top of the mountain is where I stay most often. I built a training ground on the top of the mountain, which is specially used to fight that kid Xiao Yunyi."

"Don't look at Sect Master Xiao's unfathomable appearance now. When he was a child, he was a fool. He followed my butt all day long. He is not as talented as I am, but he always likes to challenge me. Every time he goes down the mountain in disgrace. "

"There used to be an attic on the mountainside, and a hot spring pool was built. I don't know if it's still there. I'll take you to see it."

Fu Ling walked all the way and said that he was in a good mood.

Li Chen looked at his appearance, let go of his original concern, followed him to the halfway up the mountain,

I thought that hundreds of years had passed, and the attic on the mountainside had disappeared, or at least was dilapidated, but the attic in front of me was preserved intact, exactly the same as it was hundreds of years ago.

Fu Ling was stunned immediately.

"This attic...is still there."

He stepped forward two steps onto the wooden bridge in front of the attic.

The attic is not big, there are only two floors in total.

Below is a particularly large study room, and the second floor is the bedroom, which is connected to a hot spring pool on the mountainside.

All the jade stones for the construction of the hot spring pool were selected by Fu Ling at the beginning, and they were very helpful to practice.

The corners of Li Chen's originally curved mouth have been straightened, and his lips are pursed, showing a hostile look in his whole body.

The sky has already brightened, and it stands to reason that they should leave now. After dawn, everyone needs to go to the main hall to discuss the matter of the demon corpse.

However, Fu Ling couldn't move at all.

He stood still, but Li Chen passed by him, grabbed his hand and interlocked his fingers: "Go in and have a look."

The two walked across the wooden bridge to the door of the attic. Li Chen stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the attic.

The room was spotlessly clean and looked like it should be cleaned regularly.

The shelves on the first floor were full of books, exactly the same as when he was still living here.

Li Chen led him through the first floor and climbed up to the second floor.

The second floor is a bedroom and an open-air corridor. At the end of the corridor is Fu Ling's favorite hot spring pool.

The water in the hot spring pool is still hot and steaming.

Fu Ling was stupefied by the scene in front of him, he asked a little dully: "Is... is there someone living here?"

Li Chen's expression became even darker, his brows and eyes were all suppressed.

He said in a deep voice: "This is a forbidden place, only the suzerain can enter."

Without his reminding, Fu Ling had already guessed after the shock.

The only person who can keep this place like this is Xiao Yunyi.

But why?

Fu Ling looked at the steaming pool in front of him, and said doubtfully: "When I left here, Xiao Yunyi had already cut off all friendship with me, saying that he would never have any contact with me in this life."

How could he preserve the place where he lived so completely.

It's been hundreds of years.

"Could it be that he has been coveting my feng shui treasure for a long time?"

Fu Ling pondered, but Li Chen didn't think so.

Who can keep a deceased person's place intact and clean it from time to time.

After seeing the attic halfway up the mountain, Fu Ling followed Li Chen down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, they saw a tombstone.

There are four big characters on the tombstone: Tomb of Fu Ling.

His body is still in the ice cellar in the back mountain of Cangzhou, so naturally there will be no body in it, it is at most a tomb of clothes.

It goes without saying who made it.

Before Fu Ling could take a closer look, Li Chen raised his hand and overturned the tomb, and the tombstone was crushed to pieces in an instant, flying with the wind.

The air pressure in his whole body was very low, as if he was suppressing a great anger.

The Clothes Tomb was razed to the ground in the blink of an eye, and even the candles and flowers in front of the tomb turned into dust.

Fu Ling turned around and hugged him: "Calm down, it's just an empty grave."

Li Chen embraced him and hugged his waist tightly, his eyes changed color.

Not only because of this tomb, but also because of Xiao Yunyi's unknown thoughts hidden deep in his heart that he noticed.

Fu Ling obviously didn't realize this yet, he just thought that Li Chen couldn't see his tomb.

He reached out and stroked Li Chen's back, and raised his head to kiss the corner of his lips: "I'm here."

Li Chen didn't say much to Fu Ling, although he can be sure that his lover's mind will not change, but in the past so many years, he has never participated in Fu Ling's world, and the people who grew up with him and practiced with him are all Xiao Yunyi.

This made him feel a strong jealousy and dissatisfaction.

It even gradually evolved into a killing intent.

The mountain is very quiet.

Fu Ling led Li Chen around very quickly.

Many places have disappeared, turned into trees and flowers, and the only one that is well preserved is the attic on the mountainside.

After Li Chen destroyed the tomb, he was still not happy.

Originally, Fu Ling still had small emotions about revisiting his hometown, but now it all turned into worry about Li Chen, teasing him along the way, trying to make him smile.

But this person doesn't like to laugh on weekdays, he always has a cold face, and often looks like I'm going to kill someone, so don't mess with me.

It's really hard to make him laugh.

Fu Ling was so engrossed in Li Chen's body that he completely forgot to explore the reason for Xiao Yunyi's actions.

When the two of them returned to the small courtyard, Bi Zeyu hadn't come out yet. Flying with the sword had consumed too much of his spiritual power, and it might be difficult to recover for a while.

Fu Ling then followed Li Chen into the room, and very smoothly took out the cassock from his storage ring, and re-disguised himself as Master Ling Chen.

Li Chen stood at the window expressionlessly, not much different from his usual appearance, but Fu Ling knew that this appearance was really angry.

He could even feel that the murderous aura on Li Chen's body was directed at Xiao Yunyi.

Fu Ling sighed, put his hands on his chest, and pretended to persuade: "Benefactor Li, the past has already passed, and the present is the most important thing, Amitabha."

As he said that, he really closed his eyes, looking like an expert.

Li Chen's always calm face finally couldn't hold back, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Looking at Fu Ling like this, he actually felt an indescribable hotness in his heart.

This person seems to have a fatal attraction to him, no matter what he looks like, he can't help but be addicted to it, and he even wants to be addicted to it all the time, and never ask the world again.

Li Chen raised his hand to hold Fu Ling's hand on his chest with the Buddhist bead hanging on it, and the other hand wrapped around the man's waist, hugged him tightly, and hugged him tightly.

He lowered his head and kissed Fu Ling's side face, his voice was hoarse: "Forget about Xiao Yunyi, you can only think about me."

Fu Ling didn't resist, leaned on him obediently, and said with a smile: "If I hadn't stepped into this Furong Pavilion, I would have forgotten many things completely. What are you worried about? Xiao Yunyi is my childhood partner , you are different from him."

Hearing this, Li Chen raised his head slightly, stared into his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Why is it different?"

Fu Ling felt that this person was sometimes obsessed with a trivial matter.

Why is he different, don't you know?

But Li Chen's eyes told him clearly that he wanted Fu Ling to say it himself, even if he already knew the answer, he still wanted to hear it from the person in front of him.

A sentence or even a word can become his reassurance.

Fu Ling raised his eyes, stared into his eyes, and said slowly, word by word: "He is just an insignificant passer-by, but you are my destination."

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support, okay!

Li Chen: Satisfied.

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