The devil is hard to raise

Ye Yu bought a berth on a cargo ship the next day, and he hurriedly took the kid up there, intending to take the waterway all the way to Kunlun Gate.

And when he boarded the boat, Yu Lin had already returned to Kunlun Gate.Covered in blood and in ragged clothes, he dragged his sword and walked up the ten thousand steps of the Kunlun Gate step by step.The stairs run from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and each step is one meter high from the previous step, with a total of ten thousand floors. Therefore, with a swipe of a pen, the patriarch wrote the crude and straightforward name of "ten thousand steps of stairs" on the stone tablet at the foot of the mountain.

Yu Lin raised his head and climbed up the stairs layer by layer until he reached the topmost cloud, where the Kunlun Gate was at the top.He jumped lightly, and he jumped over the three steps, and jumped again, and continued to go up at the speed of three steps each time.Jumping from noon to evening, he finally reached the top of the stairs.In front of the stairs is a square big enough to accommodate ten thousand people.It is said that it was developed by Seven Swords, the most powerful swordsman in the ancestor period of Kunlun Mountain. If you step on the stone field, you can still see the sword intent on it.

When Yu Lin was nine years old, he realized his own way of swordsmanship on it.

Step by step, he walked in the footsteps of his ancestors and walked to the gate of Kunlun.The gate is towering into the sky, and people standing in front of it are pitifully insignificant.Yu Lin looked up at the top of the gate, where there was a huge stone plaque with the words "Kunlun Gate" wildly written in sword cursive script.

The swordsmanship surged out of the words, making Yu Lin tremble all over.

He stuck the sword in his hand into the crevice of the stone, knelt down slumped, and then shouted loudly: "Unfilial disciple Yu Lin, I have owed my master, and I am here to apologize." The voice was loud and resounded through Kunlun.

The door slammed open, and a gust of mountain wind gushed out from the door, blowing Yu Lin's hair.He didn't lift his head, and kept kneeling, letting the cold wind blow.

There was a shout from inside the door that was suddenly distant and near, and the source could not be identified: "If you don't come in to heal your wounds, you have to wait for the teacher to pick you up in person."

"I don't dare." Yu Lin immediately drew his sword and left, and quickly rushed into the gate, and the Kunlun Gate slammed shut.

Yu Lin rushed directly into the front hall of Kunlun, like a child returning home, his body collapsed and he fell straight down.Supporting him with one hand, he picked up the long sword he had dropped, and then disappeared into the front hall.

"Chao Min has arrived, and Ye Yu has fallen into his hands." Yu Lin did not forget to tell these important information before fainting.

The person who supported him paused, then snorted coldly, and placed Yu Lin behind the medicine hall. He strolled to the middle peak of the Kunlun Gate, watched the clouds below the peak, and looked away from a distance, as if he could See that talented, almost invincible man.

He is heartless, ruthless, and unscrupulous, almost destroying humanity all the way in his pursuit of martial arts.

The appearance of this man is simply a martial arts catastrophe.

Flicking his wide sleeves, Yu Lin's master, Xue Rong, walked forward expressionlessly, and came directly to Jianzhong, a huge pit with a depth of one thousand meters. He jumped down directly with his hands behind his back.The killing intent of thousands of broken swords in the pit is cold.Xue Rong stepped on the hilt of a sword, turned around, and saw the half-cold sword among the broken swords full of pits.The original sword was four feet four inches and four inches before it was broken. The sword pattern was natural and the sword light was calm. It was one of the famous swords in the ancestor's time. Now Xuerong can only see half of it.

He walked in front of the broken sword, and the light of the sword printed his clean face, more than fifty years had left no trace on his face.Only one white hair hangs down to the waist.

He put his hand on the hilt of the sword, and a cold feeling pressed against his palm.He mentioned luck indifferently, the sword did not move at all, Xue Rong finally showed a gratified smile, "Good sword." Then he closed his eyes, and said solemnly: "Apprentice Xue Rong, the sixth generation of the sword in front of the Kunlun Gate, disturbed the ancestor today. It's really helpless, I hope that the master will be perfect and eradicate the devil Chaomin for me."

The sword suddenly whistled, Xue Rong took the opportunity to use all his strength, and the broken sword broke out from the rock.He lowered his head with the horizontal sword, combined his two fingers and slowly slid across the blade, and then turned upwards.

No one can challenge the Kunlun Gate, whoever comes will be killed.Even if Chao Min came, as the front hall wielding the sword, he would definitely behead him in front of the Kunlun Gate.

And on the big river, a slow cargo ship was staggering forward.Inside the cargo ship, Ye Yu yawned, rolled up the quilt sleepily, buried himself, and tried to sleep.It is a happy thing to go to bed immediately after eating.While yawning, he said to Chao Min who was sitting next to him: "Xiao Ming, don't sit for too long, come in and sleep later. I'll warm the quilt before you come in. Although it's spring now, it's still cold at night .”

Chao Min casually leaned against the cabin, glanced lightly at Ye Yu, and said with a light smile, "You're not an expert, don't you understand how luck keeps you warm?"

Ye Yu, who was under the quilt, heard a froze, and searched his incomplete memory, but he didn't seem to find how to keep warm by luck. He bit the quilt, popped up half of his head and snorted coldly at Chao Min, "Why do you have luck to keep warm when you have a quilt?" , living so tired, those masters are really wasting their lives. Life is to reach out when you have food, to lie down when you have a bed to sleep, and to move your body to waste energy if you are lucky. You are still young to understand these enjoyments, so don’t become that Do you know this kind of dull Madonna hero?"

For a while, Chao Min didn't know how to refute his fallacies. No one had ever dared to discuss life with him, which made him feel fresh and weird.

"Hey, kid, come here." Ye Yu suddenly stretched out a hand from under the quilt and waved to him.

Chao Min looked at him lazily, and finally couldn't hold back Ye Yu's shining eyes, and stretched out his hand half curiously and half bored.As soon as he stretched out his hand, Ye Yu grabbed it fiercely. For a moment, Chao Min thought luck would break his meridians, but this cruel movement hesitated for a moment.Then he was dragged over, Ye Yu lifted the quilt with one hand and pulled Chao Min with the other, pulled him into the quilt at once, hugged him forcefully, and then covered him with the quilt, breathing messily in the quilt Say, "Is it warm, kid."

Chao Min was embraced by Ye Yu, and the quilt completely surrounded them together, a warmth that warmed his heart was burning, surrounded by Ye Yu's breathing, the warmth brought by his breath.

Ye Yu hugged the little ghost with both hands and feet, and sighed comfortably: "This is life. After sleeping and waking up, grab a fish for breakfast, eat it and wait for death is the highest state of life."

Chao Min's face was pressed against Ye Yu's chest, and the warm heartbeat made him suddenly sleepy.He hadn't felt this way for a long time, and with a half-smile, Chao Min suddenly said softly, "You're only promising like this."

After speaking, I realized that Ye Yu, who had been sleeping for a while, had already fallen asleep.Chao Min didn't move, lying quietly, slowly, he closed his eyes, surrounded by a kind of sinking warmth, and the familiar heartbeat, unconsciously, he fell asleep.

This was the most defenseless and deepest feeling since he was born.

Even, he didn't have that cold dream for the first time.In the dream, rivers of blood flowed, and he sat alone on the mountain of corpses, watching the sunset among the distant mountains with a smile.There was no one around, and he killed them all.Parents, uncles, brothers, sisters, relatives...

They are all dead, Chaomin thinks it is a good thing for them to die.It just felt a little cold, so cold that he didn't know why.And now he was warm, the body was gone, the blood was gone, and he dreamed of nothing.Only Ye Yu's breathing and heartbeat surrounded him.

When Yu woke up, he saw the little ghost lying on his chest, with his face resting on his heart. His sleeping face was as white and immature as a freshly baked bun.The sound of the water outside the boat swayed, and the morning sun shone into the cabin more lightly than the sound of the water.As he looked sideways, the light gently pressed onto his eyelashes.

Blinking sleepily, Ye Yu tried to blink the sunlight off his eyelids.

When Chao Min opened his eyes, what he saw was his eyes, soaked in the light, and the youthful white and flawless profile was unbelievably clean.

A kind of dark madness suddenly rose in his heart, wanting to cover the sunlight on Ye Yu's face with his hand, and drag him completely and fiercely into the darkness, never returning to the sunny place.Just like the life he started from birth, it was cold, without a trace of temperature, only a nest that smelled of blood.

Things left in the sun, too far away from him.

The young man seemed to feel this kind of malicious spying, he turned his head to look for it with some doubts, and soon he lowered his head and met Chao Min's eyes.Without even thinking about it, Ye Yu put his hands on the kid's hair, and brought his face closer to his heart, muttering: "Sleep more, I'll get up and catch two fish for you later."

Chao Min trembled, and silently withdrew his hand on Ye Yu.Then close your eyes and continue to listen to his heartbeat.

This person is very warm.

Ye Yu hummed a little tune softly, it was a foreign lullaby, twinkling and twinkling, the sky was full of little stars.Out of tune... in a horrible way.