God, he quietly likes this seat

Mo Shuhe frowned at his little apprentice who was always the most worry-free, he didn't know why his temperament suddenly changed today, but he still sat down on the top end: "What happened, stand up and talk. "

After Yan Huaizhou concealed some unnecessary past events, and only revealed what happened between him and Zhong Ling in Juling Mountain, Mo Shuhe was silent for a long time.

"You mean to say that this is a phantom formation, and I am already dead?"

Yan Huaizhou felt sore in his heart, but he still nodded.

Mo Shuhe was silent.After a while, he walked towards Yan Huaizhou and put his palm close to his altar.

——Spiritual energy surged.

In Yan Huaizhou's memory, he had never seen his master smile at him, but now, Mo Shuhe's face showed a somewhat gratified smile.

"That's right. You are better than being a teacher now. What about Ah Ling? How is he?"

Yan Huaizhou's eyes were red: "A Ling is better than me."

Mo Shuhe sat down again, and his expression returned to his usual calm: "If this is really just a phantom formation, what you have to do is not to indulge in it. The eyes of the phantom formation are the obsessions in your heart. Only then can we see the way out.”

"How do I... break it?"

"When there is no one or anything here that can make you indulge in it, the phantom formation will break."

He stared at Yan Huaizhou: "Everything that is false has traces to follow. Wan Feng, you and A Ling are both my smartest apprentices. As a teacher, I believe that you will be able to walk out safe and sound."

"If what you said is true, I, as a master, can no longer keep an eye on you. There is just one sentence, which you must firmly remember."

"……Yes."

"No matter what time it is, Ah Ling is your senior brother. You should discuss everything with him more, and don't be too radical, you know?"

Yan Huaizhou bowed deeply: "I would like to follow Master's instruction."

The figure of Mo Shuhe gradually became transparent before his eyes, turning into fluorescent light and dissipating little by little.

"A-Ling values ​​you in his heart, that's why he always restrains you in every way. You can't get angry with him because of this, let alone blame him."

Before his figure completely disappeared, Yan Huaizhou finally straightened up, showing a relieved smile.As if he had let go of the burden that had been on his chest for a long time at this moment, he said softly: "I will never blame him."

He fixedly looked into Mo Shuhe's eyes: "Master, you don't know, I have always liked A Ling. Sincerely - I like him."

……

After leaving the gate of Qingxinyuan, Yan Huaizhou stopped and stopped all the way, just wanting to see everything in this Yuluan Palace clearly.When he returned to the small courtyard again, Zhong Ling was still leaning against the peach blossom tree and waiting for him.

Calculating the time, Juling Mountain outside the magic formation should have been nightfall, but it was still a very sunny afternoon in Yuluan Palace.The sun is bright and soft, warming the entire courtyard, you can see your sweetheart standing there, and you can hear the chime of fairy music from a distance.

The white fallen flowers under Zhong Ling's feet covered the ground, flawless and innocent, like a dream that would turn into nothingness with just a light touch.

He stood still not far away, still thinking hard about how to speak, when Zhong Ling under the tree had already raised his head towards this side.

When Yan Huaizhou saw him striding towards him, he didn't hide his concern at all: "You're back. Have you seen Master?"

"Yes. I've seen it." While deliberating his words, he bypassed Zhong Ling and walked to the tree where he was standing just now.

Zhong Ling caught up, and just about to say something, he noticed Yan Huaizhou's reddish eye sockets, and he couldn't help but pause for breath.

He has known Yan Huaizhou for a long time, no matter what, he has never seen him shed a tear.A little hesitant, he said: "You... have you cried? Why, Master punished you again?"

Seeing that Yan Huaizhou didn't answer, he was slightly annoyed.

"Even if the master punishes you, you definitely shouldn't have this look. Can't even I tell what happened?"

Yan Huaizhou stared at the boyish Zhong Ling in front of him with complicated expressions, and tried hard to restrain his urge to hold him in his arms.

Master said, if it is a phantom formation, don't indulge in it.But he was really reluctant... such Zhong Ling.

There are some things that he would never say to the real Zhong Ling, but here, he no longer has to worry about many things.

On the way back, he had already thought about it

Yan Huaizhou couldn't help but his heart beat faster.

He took a deep breath: "A Ling, I have something to ask you."

Today's Yan Huaizhou was too strange, seeing that he was willing to speak, Zhong Ling said without hesitation, "Say it."

I just heard him pause every word: "If I practice the magic way..."

Zhong Ling's complexion changed drastically, and he immediately interrupted him: "What do you mean? When did you cultivate the way of magic?!"

Yan Huaizhou smiled at him comfortingly: "A Ling, don't be nervous. I mean if. If I practice the way of magic, will you forgive me?"

Only then did Zhong Ling feel relieved, and answered firmly: "Never."

"Then what would happen to you if I not only practiced magic, but also killed many people?"

Zhong Ling glared at him viciously.

"Then I'll kill the world, poke holes in your body, and throw you into the barren hills to feed the wolves."

... As expected.

Yan Huaizhou sighed, and smiled half-truthfully, "I didn't expect you to be so hard-hearted. You won't be sad if you kill me?"

He originally thought that Zhong Ling would never say no to him again, but Zhong Ling knocked him hard on the forehead unceremoniously.

"I'd be very sorry. So you'd better not think of it."

Yan Huaizhou hardly had time to touch the fleeting touch, and was caught off guard by him, and he covered his forehead like a reflex and said angrily: "You are fierce!"

——Zhong Ling's expression was really fierce, like a cat whose hair has exploded.His face was full of impatience, and he said in a vicious voice again: "I will ask you one last time, what did you say to Master?"

Yan Huaizhou put down his hand covering his forehead, and stared at him with straight eyes.

Zhong Ling was terrified by his stare, and just about to have a seizure, he heard Yan Huaizhou ask quietly: "Do you really want to know?"

"..."

"I told Master, I like you."

Zhong Ling rolled his eyes when he heard this.

Yan Huaizhou nagged in his ear almost every day that he was too boring, and he would definitely not be able to marry a wife in the future, every time he was pissed off, and he would lean on his face again and say meanly: "Why don't I Will I be your daughter-in-law?"—Even though Zhong Ling pulled out his sword and cut him down three blocks, he didn't seem to calm down for a moment.

He is now completely immune to such nonsense, and said angrily: "You can continue making up. Why, you want me to marry you as a wife again?"

But Yan Huaizhou shook his head very seriously this time: "No, I want you to be my wife."

Zhong Ling suffocated suddenly, almost choking to death from the saliva, his face flushed immediately.Angrily said: "Master, why didn't you kill you!"

This time he was more impolite than before, so he raised his hand and slapped him hard with Ting Lan.

"..."

Who can tell him why Zhong Ling in this phantom array still beats people, and why he can beat people so painfully? !

Faced with such a tragic experience, Yan Huaizhou suddenly broke his original determination

Fuck it, you can't afford to suffer so much for nothing!If he shrank his hands and feet even in a phantom formation, then his life would be considered in vain.

Time flies, time waits for no one.

Without any further hesitation, he grabbed Zhong Ling's wrist with his backhand and pushed him back!

Zhong Ling was caught off guard, Ting Lanjian dropped his hand and fell to the ground, and his whole body was pressed straight on the thick trunk of the white peach tree in Baihua Mountain.

He didn't have time to react, and he didn't know how Yan Huaizhou did it - completely suppressed his spiritual power, easily locked his hands above his head, and pressed him so that he couldn't move!

The dark red blood mole at the end of Yan Huaizhou's eyes glared, and his eyes were completely different from the past.

The usually pure and docile eyes of Peach Blossom are now clearly filled with beast-like... plunder and possession.

Zhong Ling was horrified, and immediately struggled violently: "Yan Huaizhou! Are you crazy?! Let go of me!"

But Yan Huaizhou was surprisingly strong, and his struggle didn't help at all.

——The Zhong Ling in front of him was completely unfamiliar.

At this time, his cheeks still had some juvenile roundness, and the sharp edges and corners of his facial features had not yet been fully revealed.During such feeble struggles, his usually neatly tied hair fell down awkwardly, and a few strands of hair hung down on his slender neck like suet jade.

Zhong Ling's current appearance—seven points annoyed, three points helpless, his expression is almost pitiful.

Yan Huaizhou's Adam's apple rolled, and he looked at him almost greedily, feeling his heart beating like a beating and his blood surging.A strange feeling that he had never felt before almost overflowed from his chest, completely dazzled his mind.

He held his breath, slowly approached Zhong Ling's earlobe, and said with a low smile, "A Ling, do you know? I've wanted to do this for a long time."

Zhong Ling opened his eyes wide in horror.

"Yan Huaizhou! ∧ haggard, gray and chaotic... Ugh!!"

——Like a jade mountain collapsing in front of your eyes, a cold moon shattering into the sky, the sky and the earth turn pale, and everything turns upside down.

This white peach tree was planted by him for Zhong Ling.He and Zhong Ling fought, practiced swords, drank, and meditated here every day, and spent countless good times here.

Zhong Ling's hand holding the sword was held by him, and he raised it high above his head. The tip of his handsome nose rubbed against his nose, and his breathing was rapid and flustered.His body was trembling slightly, his lips were slightly parted, his eyes that were always calm, calm, and stubborn were round and round, as if they had been covered with a hazy layer of mist.

His lips are cold, but Zhong Ling's lips...

But warm and soft.

What about the phantom array, what about the illusion, even in a dream, no one would dare to dream like this.

Yan Huaizhou thought contentedly - he is really promising.