Lord, he's not dead yet

long after the thunderstorm

Yan Xiao waited for a long time

no one ever called him

His heart was suffocated, he slowly raised his head, and slowly, slowly turned around to look at the

Yiyou fell to the ground, his face turned pale, and Li Feiyu was scattered around them like a crow's feathers in pitch black

Yan Xiao stood up and looked around, seeing a desolate and desolate scene

He walked up to Yiyou's side and stared blankly for a while, his expression was between sad and calm, his golden eyes were empty and loose, and then he gradually came back to his senses

He stood up again, walked around to Yiyou's right, picked up Kunwu from his hand, dragged it to Yiyou's head with great effort, then rolled up his sleeves, scratching his wrist

blood spilled

He put his wrist by Yiyou's mouth, blood flowed into Yiyou's mouth

Yan Xiao's lips began to turn pale, and his hands lost their warmth and gradually became icy cold, only the blood that kept spilling out was still hot

He couldn't hold himself back and fell beside Yiyou, and the big tears began to fall down. He lay in Yiyou's arms and cried, "...it hurts...it hurts...Yiyou, I It hurts so much... Yiyou... Yiyou..."

He was crying pitifully, sobbing in a continuous voice, looking at Yiyou with attachment in his golden eyes.

Yiyou began to wake up when the long river gradually fell

He subconsciously held Kunwu in his right hand first, but found that the touch was completely wrong, his mind became clearer again, and he felt a bloody smell in his mouth, and there was a person pressing on the right half of his body

Yiyou propped up his body on his arms, lifted Yan Xiao, hugged him in his arms, rubbed his face with his fingertips, smiled and fed him a few pills, and wiped off his wrist with spiritual power. the wound

Put away Kunwu, carry him back to Xianyin

Yan Xiao woke up early the next morning, everything was fine except her lips were a little pale, she cried and laughed while hugging Yiyou, she was very clingy, she had to hug Yiyou wherever she went

"Why save me?" Yiyou under the phoenix tree, which was as red as fire, poked Yan Xiao's forehead

"Yiyou is good," Yan Xiao said sweetly

"Where is it good?" he asked

"nice to me"

Yiyou saw that he buried his head in his arms shyly, revealing the slightly red tips of his ears, "Don't you know why I treat you well? Why are you shy?"

He pinched Yan Xiao's ear with his cold fingers, "Your blood is more effective than I imagined. When I get better, I will refine you into a pill and eat it."

Yan Xiao was pulled by his ears, so he had to raise his head, "I don't blame you", he stretched out his small hand to touch Yiyou's black hair, his eyes were clean, not stained with dust, "I don't blame Yiyou"

"Oh, what a generosity," Yiyou said with a sneer

He let go, and was hugged by Yan Xiao with his whole arm, "I'm very happy that Yiyou can take me out to play."

Yan Xiao raised his face up, a pair of sparkling eyes on his fair and delicate face looked at Yi You dependently.

"The first time I saw Yiyou, I knew that Yiyou would take me away." His brows and eyes curved into crescents when he smiled, and he said straightforward and lovely words, "It doesn't feel good to be locked up, I've been waiting and waiting, I finally waited for Yiyou, I like Yiyou the most!"

"Are you sure?" Yiyou squinted his eyes and asked lazily, "Isn't your favorite Luoluo?"

"I like it differently," Yan said with a smile

Different?

know so much

Yiyou looked at him, and asked with deep eyes, "I killed you, do you really not blame me?"

"You have to be gentle and don't hurt me," Yan Xiao said worriedly, "Be gentle."

Yiyou suddenly stood up and led him to Wuwang Hall, "Okay, gently"

"Yiyou is going to kill me now?" Yan Xiao nervously clenched his palms to hold Yiyou

"Scared?"

Yan smiled and nodded, then asked strangely, "Yi You is clearly still not well?"

"How about not eating you?" Yiyou said

Yan Xiao didn't quite understand, so he obediently let him lead him into Wuwang Palace, and returned to the sleeping room

"Do you want to sleep?" Yan Xiao asked in confusion

"Well, sleep"

A ray of light from the morning sun shone into the pitch-black hall, on the antique bed Yan Xiao lay beside Yiyou as if he had no bones, being half-embraced and half-embraced by Yiyou, the exposed part of his neck was dotted with red marks, his brows Slightly wrinkled, very uncomfortable

"No~"

Yiyou was just lying on the bed quietly closing his eyes and adjusting his breath, so Yiyou opened his eyes with Yan Xiao's movement, sat up slowly, the thin brocade on his body slid down to his waist, revealing his thin and powerful waist , the several erythemas on the neck on the pale skin were half-hidden by the long black hair.

The effect is better than he expected

His soul returned to its broken state after the thunder disaster, and he had to admit that he didn't like double cultivation of eyes before, which is indeed a good way to cultivate

It's only one night, and the repair effect is comparable to the previous ten days

It's just that his baby doesn't know if he can hold on

Yiyou dragged Yan Xiao around for a month, and listened to Yan Yi's suggestion, if it didn't work, he would feed the baby medicine

When the pain in the soul slightly eased, Yiyou restrained himself and stopped

After all, he and the ghost cultivator are both cultivators, he is afraid that Yan Xiao will die early

He took Yan Xiao to play by the stream in the Xianyin forest for days

Every time like now, Yan Xiao is not far away, catching fish, or fluttering butterflies, or doing something he thinks is very interesting, while Yiyou leans on the tree trunk, slightly closing his eyes, not knowing what he is thinking

He was a fluke last time

If things go on like this, he won't be able to survive the Thunder Tribulation

Staying in Xianyin is not an option, he has to find a way out

"Baby", Yi You called Yan Xiao who was squatting among the flowers, "Come here"

Yan Xiao obediently ran over and handed him a bouquet of bright wild flowers

Yiyou took it and pinned the flower to his ear, "Where do you want to go? Point me in the direction"

The inner alchemy of the beast is not something that can be eaten, at least he dare not, and even Qiku said his life is good

Yan Xiao glanced at him reproachfully when he heard the words, and it was clearly written in his clear and easy-to-understand eyes, you still want to play after you are like this?

Yan Xiao started to hold him and cry when he was in double cultivation, Yiyou thought he was in pain at first, but Yan Xiao still cried after waking up, and comforted him like a tearful man, and he knew that Yan Xiao could feel him The soul that barely stays together

"Bold?" Yiyou pinched his face and tugged, "Sleep if you don't choose, and sleep for another 100 years"

Yan Xiao snorted a little, and unhappily slapped him on the hand, pointing casually

Northeast, Zhangwu