Seeking HE in the BE world

The apprentices of Moss Mountain have been a bit sloppy recently, not only because there are more white cranes in the yard that often come to steal food, but also because their master, who travels in the mountains, has changed his temperament recently.

Today, Qian Ling was even more dumbfounded.

As the evening approached, he stared blankly at the two people who had just returned to Qingmosan Mountain, and touched Feng Yu's shoulder: "Senior Brother, I was the one who was blind just now?"

Feng Yu's face was paralyzed: "No."

Qian Ling said: "Master! He is wearing black clothes? Master has never worn black clothes before."

"Well," Feng Yu hugged his chest, and added, "Wen Zigui is wearing white clothes."

Qian Ling was even more surprised, his pupils widened: "...!? Two souls swapped?"

"No, it should be."

A voice sounded from the ear.

Qian Ling looked at Feng Yu suspiciously: "What should be like this?"

Feng Yu said indifferently: "I didn't say anything."

The two looked back together, and a white crane with long legs and red mouth appeared in the corridor.

Qian Ling was startled, and quickly hid behind Feng Yu, "Oh my god, this bird has become a spirit!"

When Bai He heard this, he said angrily, "You are a bird, and your whole family is a bird. I am the only crane in the world."

Although he was caught doing the system.

His memory was forcibly washed away, but he is still the most honorable crane.

Feng Yu looked at the bird and saw that its feathers did not look like ordinary things, so he asked: "What do you mean it should be like this?"

"What do you mean?" Bai He glanced at him a little arrogantly, thinking of his attitude and actions towards Wen Zigui, he was a little annoyed, so he laughed, "How can you mortals understand?"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the pastries on the table and walked away, leaving the two people here to peek at each other.

Qian Ling asked in bewilderment: "So, what happened to Master and Junior Brother?"

Feng Yu spread his hands, expressing that he didn't know either.

The sky was dark and the room was silent.

Lin Jinian was dressed in black, stood on the table, and lit the lamp.

Since he regained his memory, he changed the white shirt.

"Fan never forgets," he looked sideways at the people around him, "When did you remember it?"

Fan did not forget to wear a long gown of clouds and snow, standing to one side, in this scene, as before, the two of them seemed to have never been separated.

He walked over slowly, and tapped Xia Lin Jinian's forehead with his hand, "Why, now that I have lost my courage, I don't even call Master anymore."

His strength was not heavy, but under the dim light, he had a particularly doting taste.

Lin Ji Nian touched the knocked place a few times, looked at him for a while, and asked, "Before... those worlds, do you remember?"

Fan did not forget to look at Lin Ji Nian for a while, and did not know what he remembered, and after a long while, he hummed lightly and said, "I remembered."

I remembered?

Lin Jinian heard that, since this is the case, it will be easy to handle.

He took a sudden step forward, kissed the corner of Fan Buwang's lips, and said with a smirk: "Then Master," the tone was like when he was a boy, "I call you that, how should you respond to me?"

Fan Buwang's pupils deepened, looking at this smiling face, he pressed his fingers lightly on his lips.

"How would you like to respond?"

Lin Jinian looked at him confidently: "Master's identity changed too quickly, so he couldn't accept it for a while?"

The tone was a little provocative.

"Huh?" Fan Buwang felt that this little apprentice was getting more and more lawless. He stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, put it next to Lin Jinian's ear, and whispered, "I'm afraid of you as a teacher, so I can't accept it."

After speaking, he pinched Lin Jinian's chin and kissed his thin lips.

Thousands of years are like a dream in Huang Liang, and now seeing an old friend again always feels unrealistic.

Vatican never forgets that he sacrificed himself to the sea for the sake of the safety of Kyushu.All the grievances that Donghai had had gathered on him alone.

When he died here, his soul was shattered into several pieces, unable to enter reincarnation.

And his only apprentice, Fu Wushu, disappeared for a long time. When he came back again, he formed a magic circle and used blood as a medium to forcefully divert the east water.

Bind Brahma's unforgettable fate with him.

His soul was torn into several pieces.

The souls of the two are incomplete, and they carry the resentment of Donghai, a perfect ending that no world can hope for.

The lights on the table went out at some point, only the moonlight peeped out by the window.

Fan did not forget that his white shirt was slightly messed up, "Does it hurt?"

Lin Jinian was breathing heavily, his black hair covered the bed, he gasped, his mind was not clear: "What?"

"Back then..." Fan Buwang closed his eyes halfway to block the heartache in his eyes, "When the soul was split."

Lin Jinian could hear the pain and self-blame in his voice.

He shook his head, then supported the bed with one hand, got up halfway, and kissed him on the lips.

The pain of the soul being torn apart at the beginning couldn't match the pain of watching Brahma throw himself into the sea with his own eyes.

"It doesn't hurt." Lin Jinian said, "I think that you are still alive, and I can still hug you and kiss you, so I feel that it is nothing more than that."

Fan did not forget that he was speechless, but just raised his hand and embraced him in his arms.

He tyrannically wanted to rub the person into flesh and blood, and the two could never be separated again.

But he was also worried that the person in his arms would suffer a little pain, and the last bit of hostility could only turn into a gentle kiss.

Lin Jinian grabbed his neck and said softly, "Fan does not forget, I am no longer the sixteen-seven-year-old apprentice, I am an adult."

The original apprentice has grown up and can be alone.

He noticed that Fan Buwang's figure seemed to froze for a moment, and then the mist rose in his eyes. In his confusion, he saw that Dao's cloud snow coat was wrinkled and piled up on his side again.

In the heavy kiss, he was turned over, and the black shirt could hardly hang on his shoulders.

finally.

The cyclists in the snow mountain picked the peach blossoms in March and dyed the boundless spring red.

……

When Lin Jinian woke up again, there was no one on the couch.

He rubbed his sore shoulder, and made eye contact with a white crane.

"What about him?"

Bai He stretched his neck out of the window, Lin Jinian looked out, and saw that long gown parked on the porch, with a branch of March peach blossom in his hand.

"You once told me," Lin Jinian put on his shirt, "he was afraid of the dark when he was young? Then why isn't he afraid anymore?"

"Mobai," Baihe said solemnly, "lock yourself in a dark and airtight cave until you can be the same in the day and night." He looked at the back of Fanbuwang, "he didn't allow himself to have any weakness."

Having said that, Bai He turned his head and said to him suddenly: "You are his only weakness."

"He may have forgotten the whole world, but he still hasn't given up loving you."

So many worlds, so many times I can't love, but I still haven't given up.

Lin Jinian felt sore in his heart.

He looked at the figure in the yard, and shouted out: "Vatican never forgets!"

Fan did not forget to look back, the peach blossoms in his hand were blooming vigorously, he looked at Lin Ji Nian with cold eyes, and said, "The peach blossoms in Houshan are blooming."

Lin Jinian suddenly remembered the sentence he said before: "The peach blossoms in Houshan have sprouted. When I return, I will break a branch for you."

【warn! 】

[The system has detected an abnormality in the data of this world. To ensure the safety of the host, the system will forcefully leave. 】

[Friendly reminder, the next world is in a difficult mode, please prepare the host. 】

[The world is leaving the teleportation. 】

[Ding, successfully escaped. 】

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