Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

The sun is shining.

Rong Ran has already left, but those words are still lingering in He Lanze's mind.

He closed his eyes and leaned against the door, waited for half an hour, then turned around and opened the door, and walked into the room gently.

The person on the bed was already sound asleep, with his long eyelashes closed, casting a thick shadow like a crow's wing.He was lying on his side with his arms folded over the edge of the bed, breathing slowly and quietly.

Only the bright red on the lips is dazzling.

He Lanze wiped the blood from Ye Yunlan's lips with a brocade handkerchief, taking care not to wake up the person on the bed.

After wiping, I couldn't help but touch the tear mole at the end of each other's eyes with my fingertips.But only touched it once, and shrank back as if being scalded.

He took a low breath, feeling his throat dry with thirst.

He Lanze couldn't help but recall that scene many years ago.

In the early morning of that day, he was going back to his family on some important matters, and when he hurriedly flew across the mountain gate with his sword, he caught a glimpse of a figure on the three thousand long steps outside the mountain gate.

It was a young man in shabby clothes, walking up the mountain step by step.

When the long sword swept across the sky, it brought a gust of wind, which happened to lift the boy's clothes and long hair.

The young man seemed to be aware of it, and looked up at him.

The other party's eyes were filled with the dawn light on the horizon at this moment, but the mole at the end of his eyes seemed to be stained with the setting sun like blood.

That kind of soul-stirring beauty is heart-thumping and unforgettable at first sight.

He Lanze never forgets.

It's just that after he finished handling the important matters, he hurried back to the mountain gate, but the boy had disappeared.

During those days, He Lanze was keen to teach fellow students.

His swordsmanship is superb, and he looks down on his peers. All disciples of the sect are eager for his guidance, and countless people surround him.

But the boy was the only one missing.

He thought, the young man might not be a disciple of Tianzong, if so, with such a face, how could he be so unknown.

So later, he rested his mind and closed the door to practice sword.

Rong Ran is his friend.

One of them is the elder brother of the sect, and the other is the direct heir of the sect master. They often cooperate with each other on sect missions, and they are familiar with each other.

But that's all.

Rong Ran is very beautiful and stunning at first glance, but He Lanze has seen the most beautiful scenery in the world before, and when he looks at others, he feels overshadowed.

Rong Ran often followed a young man wearing a mask, He Lanze once asked the reason casually, Rong Ran only said that the young man was ugly and didn't want to show his true appearance.

He also believed it.

Until Shenhuo lost control in the secret realm, and a group of disciples were trapped by the restraint while fleeing, he broke the restraint with the sword, but still lacked a little bit of strength.

Time was running out, and he was already thinking about launching the forbidden technique, when he suddenly saw a figure looming not far away, it was the masked young man who often followed Rong Ran.

He Lanze remembered that Rong Ran had mentioned this person's name.

Ye Yunlan.

The name is good, but it's a pity that behind Rong Ran's back, he will only obey, obey his words, and act sneakily under a mask.

He Lanze has never liked this kind of person.

And Ye Yunlan's cultivation is only at the golden core stage, so he can't help much if he thinks about it.

Time couldn't be delayed any longer, he looked away, didn't bother to pay attention to Ye Yunlan, and continued to slash straight with his sword.

The ban was lifted to open the microwave, but the distance from breaking the ban was still a little short.

Ye Yunlan came to him and didn't make a sound, just watched quietly.

However, just as he cut down the sword, the opponent suddenly drew his sword and shot.

The sword light was like a rainbow, and it slashed down brazenly, unexpectedly overlapping with his sword just now!

The sword lights overlapped, the power added, and the restriction was broken with a bang. He Lanze looked at the person beside him in surprise.

To be able to use such a sword with Jindan stage cultivation base, and to be able to match him, this person's swordsmanship cultivation base is definitely not bad, at least he has reached the concentration state.

He had missed it before.

It's just that now is not the time to discuss the way of swordsmanship. He Lanze just said "Thank you" hastily, and then led the disciples who escaped from the restriction to the secret border.

Ye Yunlan also followed behind him, but after a while, he suddenly changed direction and swept towards the flames.

He Lanze looked over there in surprise.

——Over there, there was a boy lying in a pool of blood.

With the speed at which Ye Yunlan flew past, He Lanze reckoned that he could still save the boy before the flames arrived.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

An illusory fire phoenix rushed out of the raging flames and rushed towards the young man.

The phoenix was originally a sign of auspiciousness, but the fire phoenix had red eyes, a face full of cruelty and madness, and was already in a state of immortality.

Seeing this, Ye Yunlan didn't stop, but instead accelerated a little bit, almost hugging the young man into his arms before the fire phoenix arrived.

However, at the same time, the fire phoenix also crashed into his back!

He Lanze saw Ye Yunlan staggered forward, spat out a mouthful of blood, and the mask fell off his face.

He Lanze suddenly froze.

He saw Ye Yunlan struggling to stabilize his figure, turned around, and rushed towards this side again.

Hunting in white, with flying black hair.

Behind that man was the sky full of flames and flying sparks, blood dripped down his lips, that face was familiar yet unfamiliar, it once made his heart throb and haunt his dreams.

It was the young man whom He Lanze caught a glimpse of many years ago and never forgot.

He Lanze stared down at the person on the bed.

Leaning down, hanging his hands in the air, he carefully traced the other person's eyebrows and eyes.

He thought, since he has already missed it once, this time, he will definitely not let this person leave his side so easily.

-

Ye Yunlan fell into a dream.

He was sitting in front of the mirror, and someone behind him was combing his hair.

The mask on his face reflected cold light in the mirror, he was dressed in a black robe with folded lapels, and his hands were quietly folded on his knees.

When he was young, he loved white clothes, but after being burned by Li Yan Shenhuo, he only wore black to cover up the scars.Even so, the black burn on the neck was still conspicuous.

The faint sandalwood fragrance from the body of the person behind him makes people feel peaceful.

His black hair was combed as smooth as satin, and the person behind him suddenly bent down, wrapped his arms around him, and called him in a warm voice: "Yun Lan."

The man's elegant face was reflected in the mirror.

The man turned his head and looked at him with a smile, "We are going to hold the Dao Couple Ceremony soon, Yunlan, I want to hear you call me in advance, okay?"

He whispered: "Wei Yuan."

Chen Weiyuan: "You know exactly what I want to hear is not this."

The other party's hot breath sprayed on his neck, and his chest was pressed against his back, holding him tightly in his arms.

He pursed his lips, turned his head slightly, blushed on the tips of his ears, and his voice trembled slightly: "Husband..."

"So cute." Chen Weiyuan smiled lowly, and suddenly hugged him horizontally.

He struggled, but didn't move, so he could only gently tug on the other side's skirt, "Where are you taking me?"

"The elixir is finally ready today. I'll take you to take a medicinal bath." Chen Weiyuan lowered his head and explained, "Your golden elixir was discarded by others, and you have been in poor health since I rescued you. Yao’an asked for Zhang’s medicine bath prescription, soaking it every day can strengthen the muscles and bones and prolong life.”

He nodded lightly.

Soon, he was put into the scalding medicine pool.

The medicine was so strong that it hurt like needles when it penetrated into the skin. The knuckles of his hand clasped on the edge of the pool turned white.

Chen Weiyuan knelt on one knee by the pool, leaned over and kissed his forehead.

Through the mask, he couldn't feel the touch on the other's lips, he could only feel the other's tenderness wrapping him like a cocoon, and then he heard the other's voice.

"Yunlan, bear with it a little longer."

"Cultivators have a long lifespan. I love you and I have decided to spend my whole life hand in hand with you. In the future, I will also return to life and death with you."

"Your health is not good, and your lifespan is impaired, but I am really greedy. I think that our life together can be longer."

"So, for my self-willedness, bear with me a little longer, okay?"

Chen Weiyuan's palm was attached to the back of his hand, he was silent for a moment, and clasped the opponent's five fingers with his trembling backhand.

"……it is good."

The screen suddenly changed.

The world is shaking.

He curled up in the cramped darkness, his hands tied behind his back, unable to move.

After a long time, with the creaking sound of the box being opened, a dazzling glare suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

In the hazy vision, someone stood above him and looked at him.

Someone said in a deep voice: "Honorable Lord! This is a congratulatory gift from the Immortal Dao. It must contain evil intentions. Why don't you kill him directly to avoid future troubles."

"Stand back." The man's deep voice sounded faintly.

He was carried out of the box.

Apart from the mask on his face, he only wore an extremely thin and transparent gauze.

The places burned by the divine fire had been carefully tied up with bandages, except that the legs were completely uncovered, and the ankles were clasped with white jade rings that confine spiritual power.

Chen Weiyuan once said that his favorite part of the whole body is his legs.

The only leg that didn't leave a scar.

After his eyes adapted to the strong light, his vision gradually became clear, and he finally saw the appearance of the man holding him.

The man was tall and tall, covered in a black robe, with a hideous ghost mask on his face.

That mask with blue face and fangs, full of resentment, can scare people out of their wits just by looking at it.

His pupils constrict.

The man raised his hand and pinched his chin, and said casually: "Tell me, Chen Weiyuan sent you to my side, what exactly do you want to do? Why don't you let me guess..."

"—he wants you to kill me, doesn't he?"

He wanted to struggle, but his whole body was so weak that he could barely lift a fingertip.

The man lowered his head to smell his body, and said: "Chen Weiyuan is willing to give up such a rare and exquisite bone, which was refined after soaking in medicinal baths for many years."

"If I kill you now, it would be a waste of money."

"Give you a chance, how about it? As long as you are obedient..." The man held his shoulders, breathed hot air against his ears, and said in a low and bewitching tone, "I won't kill you, I only love you, how about it?"

He trembled all over, but his throat was sealed by the medicine and he couldn't make a sound.

As soon as the man moved his fingertips, cold devilish energy wrapped around his legs and slid through his clothes.

Those dark and distorted shadows were faintly revealed through the thin clothes.

He trembled more violently.

"What a jerky reaction." After a while, the man said in surprise, "You and Chen Weiyuan have been married for so many years, has he not touched you yet?"

"...Hey, why are you crying?" The man suddenly clicked his tongue, clasped his hand, leaned over and lowered his head, his voice was low and hoarse, "It's obvious that your Taoist companion doesn't want you first, and it's not because I forced you Looting. Whether you like it or not, since you have already fallen into such a situation, you might as well be happy with me, isn't it?"

The ferocious ghost's face touched the mask on his face, making a soft sound.

"It just so happens that our faces are both shameful, so it matches."

-

Ye Yunlan suddenly opened his eyes.

The beams of the roof came into view, the thin moonlight penetrated into the house through the window screen, and the cicadas were faintly singing outside the window.

After a long time, he propped himself up and sat up.

The tightness in the chest has dissipated a lot, and the whole body is much more relaxed.

He slowly raised his hand and touched his face.

The touch on his hand was smooth and delicate, but to him, it was very strange.

What he is familiar with is the uneven skin after being burned by the god fire after following him for more than three hundred years.

Suddenly, a very slight wind blew across his cheek.

A chill suddenly surged up Ye Yunlan's back, and she felt a terrifying feeling of being spied on——

But it is clear that the door is closed tightly, and the windows are also closed tightly, so where does the wind come from, and where does the feeling of being peeped come from?

The moonlight outside the window had dimmed at some point, and the light inside the house was dim.

After the injury, his vision was not as good as before, and it was even a bit blurred than ordinary people.

After struggling to observe the surroundings for a long time, I vaguely saw a dark hole on the window sill.

He took the Queying Sword by the bedside, got out of bed and walked to the window, hesitated for a moment, then looked down at the hole.

Then he met an eye in the hole.

That eye was dark and gloomy like a wolf, which made people's heart skip a beat.

Ye Yunlan took half a step back subconsciously, and suddenly stretched out her hand to open the window.

The window was wide open, and a figure stood in the night.

Only then did Ye Yunlan finally see clearly that the one peeking at him was not a wolf or dog, but a pale and thin young man.

The young man has long eyes and thin lips, and his hair hangs loosely on both sides of his cheeks. He clearly has an appearance that can make people feel sinister at a glance, but he has a hostile handsomeness that can even make people ignore his shabby clothes.

After being discovered by Ye Yunlan, the young man didn't show any expression of fear, instead he raised his head and stared straight at him.

His figure was clearly reflected in those wolf-like eyes.

Ye Yunlan frowned, and was about to speak, but heard the young man calling him hoarsely.

"...Xianjun."