My master is obedient and soft

The wrist bones are thin and thin, and the sapphire bracelet on the wrist sets off the white skin, giving it a strange beauty.

The medical officer put away the hand that was lightly resting on Zheqing's wrist to feel the pulse, and he cupped his hands towards Wen Yuan and said, "Xianjun is fine, but he has been a little tired recently, and he was stimulated just now, so he will be fine after resting. "

This medical officer is still the old demon who treated Zheqing at the beginning. This time he checked Zheqing's physical condition again, and finally came to a conclusion with satisfaction: Zheqing's physical condition is much better than before, and he has recovered. good.

This really made Wen Yuan heave a sigh of relief, and let go of his heart that had been hanging.

Seeing the old medical officer packing up the medicine box and planning to leave, Wen Yuan stopped him again, what happened yesterday was too unbelievable, he really didn't remember anything Zhe Qing said, it was not right.

The old doctor said: "What else is there for the lord?"

Wen Yuan said, "Come here, show me your brain."

Old medical officer: ...? ? ?

In the end, he gave Wen Yuan a thorough inspection over and over again, using all he had learned all his life, and he didn't find anything wrong.The old medical officer hesitated and said, "My lord...have you been too tired recently?"

Wen Yuanjian really couldn't see anything, so he had to give up for the time being. It seems that this matter is not as simple as it seems on the surface, and he will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly in the future.

In the end, he was just about to say that it’s okay and you can go. Unexpectedly, before leaving, the old medical officer clicked his tongue twice, and suddenly looked at the bruises on Zheqing’s neck and said to himself: “Nowadays young people are playing So open."

"Hey, this body is my own..." He sneaked a glance at Wen Yuan, implying something, "Do what you can, I've already fainted."

Wen Yuan:?

It was only later that he realized what the old medical officer meant.

In the end, the medical officer was thrown out of the dormitory by Wen Yuan angrily, and he didn't understand why Mozun was suddenly angry.

"A Yuan... um."

Zheqing opened his eyes, covered his head and slowly sat up from the bed.

As soon as Wen Yuan saw that he was awake, he immediately walked over and asked nervously, "How do you feel?"

Zheqing nodded: "It's okay."

"That's good……"

Zheqing touched his neck, where there was a circle of white gauze, and there was a faint smell of medicine in his nose.

Wen Yuan's eyes flickered, and he said embarrassedly: "I gave you some medicine." Because the injury was caused by him.

He took Zheqing's hand and placed it on his cheek for a light kiss, then said seriously to Zheqing: "Zheqing, next time you hit me."

"It's okay, I'm rough-skinned and thick-skinned. Next time, if I bully you like that again, hit me up. Be harder."

Gently touching his face with a fair hand, Zhe Qing smiled and said, "I can't bear it, what should I do if I break such a handsome face?"

Zheqing withdrew Wen Yuan's gripping hand, and said, "Besides, don't be as knowledgeable as a little lunatic."

Wen Yuan, who was called a little lunatic, felt a little wronged, but he couldn't find anything to refute. He really looked like an irrational lunatic in what he did yesterday.

Wen Yuan took a bowl of porridge that had already been prepared beside him. The porridge was still hot when it was cooked just now, and it is ready to eat now.

He took a spoonful and tested the temperature on his lips before handing it to Zheqing's mouth.

Watching Zheqing eat up the small spoonful of porridge, licking the porcelain white spoon with his tender red tongue, Wen Yuan couldn't help swallowing.

Zheqing eats so beautifully and temptingly.

Wen Yuan looked at it and said something serious: "Zheqing, tell me in detail what happened that day? I don't have any memory, I just feel like I'm asleep."

So Zheqing told him everything he saw in the Kunlun secret mirror.

The atmosphere suddenly became dull, and after a long time, Wen Yuan frowned and said, "You said I went to the fairyland in the end?"

Zheqing nodded, and he asked, "So do you remember why you went to the Immortal Realm?"

Wen Yuan shook his head, saying he didn't remember.

"I have been in the Nightmare Realm all these years. Except for the great war, I have never been to the Immortal Realm once in a hundred years, not to mention that the Nightmare Realm is thousands of miles away from the Immortal Realm."

Zheqing thought, that's it, probably Wen Yuan's sudden unreasonable behavior has something to do with the fairy world.

After Zheqing was dragged away by Wen Yuan from the side hall where Lingyin was imprisoned, Lingyin used the Kunlun secret mirror again later. He said in the voice transmission to Zheqing that the secret mirror could only see Wen Yuan enter the palace. After entering the Yingxu Palace of Venerable Tanshu, it was blocked by the barrier, and if you want to look at what happened after that, you can't see it.

Tan Shu is the Supreme Being of the Immortal Realm. It is not surprising that there is a barrier outside his palace, but Wen Yuan, who has never been in contact with the Immortal Realm, suddenly went to the Immortal Realm on an ordinary night, and was able to enter the Immortal Realm without hindrance. It would be very strange if it was the palace of the dead.

Zheqing said to Wen Yuan: "Have you had any contact with Tan Shu in these years?"

Mentioning Tan Shu, Wen Yuan was suddenly in a trance.

A trace of imperceptible emotion flashed in Zheqing's eyes, he narrowed his eyes and called softly, "A Yuan?"

Wen Yuan paused for a moment, then refocused his eyes on Zheqing's face: "Huh?"

Zheqing said: "You were distracted just now."

He continued to ask: "Did you remember something just now?"

Wen Yuan shook his head, he said: "No, I just felt that the name...is so strange for a moment, I can't say it."

Zheqing looked at him calmly, and he looked at Wen Yuan with a dazed expression, as if... he had lost some memory.

"I haven't been to the fairyland in these years. I haven't had any contact with Tan Shu. Even when you and I were in the fairyland hundreds of years ago, I didn't have much contact with him."

"So much so that my impression of him is still a long time ago."

At that time, Wen Yuan was just an inconspicuous disciple following Zheqing. He was a bit taciturn at that time, so how could he have any contact with the supreme being in the fairy world?

Wen Yuan said: "But when you mentioned this name, I was like, like..."

Zheqing asked, "Like what?"

"It seems to be very familiar with him, but the familiarity is mixed with a strange feeling." Wen Yuan covered his head while talking, he frowned, and said in pain: "Headache."

Zheqing sighed, looking at Wen Yuan's appearance, he couldn't help hugging him into his arms. Like a real elder, he stroked Wen Yuan's back one after another, and let him follow his emotions: "Headache is just a headache. Don't think about it, you are also very tired these few days," he pulled him over and carried him to the bed, "have a good rest."

Wen Yuan hummed lightly, leaned his head on Zheqing's shoulder wearily, and closed his eyes.

Back in time to that night in the mortal world.

Let's say that Wen Yuan Yujian flew to the fairyland.

He entered Tanshu's Yingxu Palace, but the enchantment outside the palace had no effect on him at all, as if entering and exiting a land without people.

Tan Shu stood with his arms around the place where countless resentful spirits were bound, watching Wen Yuan approaching, as if he was used to it.

Until Wen Yuan stood in front of him, raised his head, revealing a pair of scarlet and lifeless eyes.

Tan Shu smiled and said, "You're here."

Wen Yuan didn't answer or move, he just stood in front of Tan Shu, waiting for his master to give orders like a puppet on a string.

Tan Shu said to himself, "Do you know where this is?"

No one answered.

He smiled and waved his hand, "This place is all your masterpiece."

Wen Yuan stared blankly at the scene in front of him. Countless wraiths were tied to pillars engraved with mantras. Countless shrill screams mixed with hoarse howls pierced into his ears. The distorted black shadows of the wraiths reflected In Wen Yuan's eyes.

Tan Shu: "One, two, three, four..."

"98, 99, one hundred..."

He clapped his hands, "snapped" a few times, looked at Wen Yuan and said, "There are thirty more tonight."

"Good job."

Tan Shu looked at the resentful spirits that suddenly appeared out of thin air, and said, "The lives of these mortals are really fragile. Look, they just died like this."

Wen Yuan didn't say a word from the beginning to the end as if he couldn't understand what he said.

It turned out that in the hellish scene that Tanshu brought Lingyin to see last time, those locked shadows were all souls of mortals who had not entered reincarnation.

"However, you killed a little too much today, and you will kill less next time. One hundred and eight is enough," Tan Shu said, "If you kill too much, it is easy for Heaven to detect it. Do you understand?"

After a while, Wen Yuan slowly said: "Yes."

Tan Shu looked at him, walked around him jokingly, and said admiringly, "You're really obedient."

Then Tan Shu asked, "How many living people are there in the mortal world?"

Wen Yuan was quiet for a while, then said: "Only Yong'an City remains."

After hearing this, Tan Shu sighed. Looking at the boundless night, he suddenly said with emotion: "There is only such a small city left."

"But it's true," he shook his head with a smile, and said to himself, "How many years have passed, maybe 300 years, even if you only kill so many people every day, after these years, you will kill all the mortals." gone."

Tan Shu looked at the scene in front of him. From the initial little resentful spirits to the present stack of countless souls, a corner of the fairyland has been turned into a purgatory.

"When all the people in Yong'an City are dead, there will be no more living people in this mortal world."

"Then all mortals will become my puppets." As long as he thinks that all the active people in the mortal world except Yong'an City have become Tanshu's walking corpses, his mood will suddenly improve.

Tan Shu sneered, eyes full of disdain and determination, "Heavenly way? What the hell is that?"

"You've done a good job, Wen Yuan, I'm very satisfied," Tan Shu said, "Wait for me to unify the Three Realms..."

He suddenly smiled lowly: "I will definitely give you a decent death, not in vain for you to have worked for me for so many years."

Wen Yuan felt as if his soul had been drawn out of his body at this moment. He stood still and listened to Tan Shu's words, without any expression on his face, as if those words that were even related to his life and the truth were just passing ears.

Tan Shu looked at him, looked at him, and said: "Sure enough, it's best to use people who don't understand words and only know how to execute orders." He thought of something again, frowned and scolded, "It's not like that trash of Lingshu."

"I...I don't...can't kill innocent people..."

Wen Yuan suddenly covered his head, and cried out in pain, as if the sea of ​​consciousness was suddenly engulfed by thorns that grew up suddenly, one after another pricked his nerves, he gritted his teeth and let out a groan from between his lips: "Uh ..."

Tan Shu frowned suddenly, and then his fingertips condensed a trace of mana, and instantly tapped on Wen Yuan's frowning brows.

After a while, Wen Yuan returned to his ignorant look just now.

Tan Shu pulled the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Unexpectedly, there is still a sliver of reason at this time. Your master really taught a good apprentice."