The whole comprehension world is fighting for vicious idiots

In the night behind Yetan, the boy in black stood there for an unknown amount of time.

He almost merged with the night, and even the moon in the sky seemed to lose its light the moment it saw him.

The existence of this person is like an eternal night that will swallow all light.

"Well, I'll go back first."

Ever since he broke the arm of the person who was trying to attack the little fool in the cafeteria last time, Chu Hongyue could no longer face him calmly.

The unexplainable tension made her just want to get away from it.

Even that lunatic Feng Buyu didn't have such an aura that made her tense up.

The black-clothed boy didn't speak, and there was no her in those black eyes from the beginning to the end.

Chu Hongyue immediately slipped away without hesitation, at first she just walked slowly, and when she got a little further away, she subconsciously jogged.

Ye Tan sat on the stone beside the field, his cold eyes were quiet, he looked at Zisang Junyan standing in the darkness against the light, and met those black eyes.

The young Zi Sang Junyan came to him and hugged him silently.

Ye Tan hugged the flowerpot, Zisang Junyan hugged him.

The wind blows those thin thin clouds, covering the moon, and the world seems to be dark.

But Zisang Junyan's face is very clear, those cold pool-like eyes are looking straight ahead calmly, the brow bone, the bridge of the nose and the side face line are very beautiful, without any shadowy prey, cold and frightening, like hundreds of millions of years The purest perfection polished in the quietness.

Zisang Junyan's footsteps were measured, calm but not slow.

Yetan is not counted as a handyman in Luoyue Villa, so he doesn't have his own room, and everyone tacitly agrees that he lives with Zisang Junyan.

He sat by the bed, just like the day when he was transformed on the second floor of the Library Pavilion. Despite the clean spell, the black-clothed boy still wiped his hands and face intently. His expression was calm and indifferent in the dark.

However, when he raised his eyes, there was a dark red blood moon deep in the pupils of those dark eyes like eternal night, as if rising from the cursed sea of ​​hell magma.

In the dark and indifferent eyes, there is a gloomy and pale sickness, which is in contradiction with the indifference and calmness of the expression, as if at the two poles of calmness and collapse at the same time, awake and split.

He lay on his side on the cold and hard bed, embracing Ye Tan who was as round as a pearl dumpling from behind, it was the only warmth and softness left in the world.

The young man's thin and straight body arched slightly, wrapping the soft little Ye Tan in his arms.

Compared with hugging, it is more like locking with the body, hiding it, so that the world cannot see it.

Just looking at it makes me feel suffocated.

It seems that every movement of the body is declaring a fact - mine.

[I, am I right, the master is sick! 】The little panda buried its head in its fluffy tail in fright, holding its head in its paws, trembling.

Because it has always been very quiet, the water in the deep sea is blackened in the boundless darkness, and the night is thick and dull, so it is difficult to detect the process of this subtle change.

On the surface of the sea, only the huge shadow that is finally reflected can be seen.

The room was very dark.

Ye Tan's expression was calm and empty.

During the three days when Zisang Junyan was in confinement, in the dark and narrow space, he hugged Yetan from behind so tightly, who had no reaction or response from the beginning to the end.

It's like trying everything to grasp the only existence that belongs to him, as if he is his, only him, his.

However, it may not have started since then, but a long, long time ago, when Ye Tan didn't know, it had always been like this.

Both of them opened their eyes quietly, not moving in the long and quiet darkness.

Even Tianshu has forgotten the sound.

What is Zisang Junyan thinking?

The flower that never paid attention to him in the dark could actually talk, it was soft and warm, and hugged him from behind.

But the flower ignored him and said something she liked to others.

"...Zhao Ye is not my brother..."

"...can I like you..."

"...I helped you kill him..."

The sound is as far away as the tide, disordered, noisy, and flowing backwards.

There was a dull pain somewhere in the ribs, and there were countless broken consciousnesses in the chaotic sea of ​​consciousness, as if the complete consciousness was torn apart by three thousand sword intents, and it could not be pieced together completely.

In one fragment, the flower said to itself: "Then I won't lie to you anymore."

In one fragment, the pain was pierced by the knife in the hand of the flower, and the fragments overlapped countless times, like one mirror after another, without end, sinking into the deep sea.

In more and more fragments, they have been together.

Because of the pain, her back tensed subconsciously, and she hugged the warmth in her arms even more tightly.

The quiet and cold voice seemed to come from the eternal silence, indifferent and calm: "Mine."

This is his.

Yetan remained silent. Every time Zi Sang Junyan hugged him like this before, he remained silent, like a lifelike puppet that would not respond in any way.

The huge pile of cultivation suppressed it, making the plants that were too lazy to move even more immobile.

But now it does.

Stripping out the False God, manipulating Duan Ling remotely, and putting Duan Ling's primordial spirit in a bubble and imprisoning him at the bottom of the deep pool under Luoyue Mountain, all stripped off part of his cultivation, allowing this body to move a little bit.

He was very slow, trying to turn his head slowly, because the suppression of his huge cultivation was still there, and because Zi Sang Junyan hugged him too tightly.

But for some reason, He didn't find it annoying.

There seems to be a strange feeling in my heart, just like the first time he let snow fall in the deep valley, the soft and cool snow touched his face, covered by his favorite pure white and flawless white, the short-term peace of mind and the longer But now that long, uninteresting emptiness, the snow is beginning to fall too.

Although it is a little strange, the snow seems to be black.

But he still felt at ease, and wanted to see what kind of expression the snow that had come by itself had.

But He still failed. This huge snow hugged Him tightly, and the darkness and the sky were covered.

As if thinking that he was going to escape, he surrounded him even more coldly and warmly, motionless.

"mine."

Snow that covered the entire night said lightly.

Ok.

Like every night before, Ye Tan kept his eyes open until the moon outside the window moved from east to west.

The light of the sky comes from far away.

The night is gone.

Zisang Junyan sat up, and everything that a cleansing spell could solve, he went to fetch clean water and came back like a ritual learned bluntly.

Ye Tan sat on the edge of the bed, looked at his side face calmly and indifferently, and walked away from him without looking sideways.

Fei's cold eyes narrowed slightly, and she realized that the expression she had been curious to see all night might not be different from any other time, it was the same calm and indifferent.

However, he still felt different.

Zisang Junyan fetched water and, as before, carefully wiped Yetan's face and hands.

Yetan looked at him quietly, his immature face and clear emerald eyes gave people a kind of docile and obedient feeling.

Zisang Junyan finished everything like a ritual, raised his eyes and looked at this Yetan quietly, the handsome face of the young man was a bit deserted and sharp, like a god who had no emotion but only rationality.

His dark eyes looked calmly at the quiet and well-behaved Ye Tan. He took out a vine-like thing from the storage bag, and tied one end of the vine with the same serious and focused action as he had just wiped Ye Tan's face. On Ye Tan's left foot.

The little panda who had just woken up was stunned and stiffened there.

[It's over, the master's illness has not passed since dawn! 】

"White ones." The locked soft dumpling looked up at Zisang Junyan quietly and obediently. The bare feet held in Zisang Junyan's hands didn't move a bit, but just repeated innocently, " White."

He likes white, and only white.

Zisang Junyan looked up into his eyes, the blood moon at the bottom of those dark eyes was fading deeper, and the pale yellow vines disappeared, he took out a lock fairy as transparent as ice and snow from the storage bag rope.

Carefully tied it to Ye Tan's ankle, and the other end was hidden in the room.

There is a small yard outside the house, and there is a new reclining chair in the yard, and there is an extra pear tree in the yard, with snow-colored pear blossoms blooming.

Ye Tan hugged the flowerpot, and the quilt Sang Junyan put it on the recliner, and the golden sun shone warmly here.

Zisang Junyan did not feed him today, which is good.

In the eyes of others, it was Zisang Junyan who was even crazier.

"...Why did the little fool make him angry? He was not given food, and he was tied up. He couldn't get out of the yard, and we couldn't get in either."

"...This man is really sick!"

"...You knew it the first day?"

"...I heard that someone took a little fool to play hide-and-seek yesterday, and lost him in the end. When Zhao Ye came back and didn't hand in the task, he went to find him. The manager of the investigation called him behind his back, but he ignored him. be punished."

"...You don't know that, he is not crazy because the idiot is gone. Yesterday, a noble boy in white came to the villa. He looks like a fairy. No, I brazenly said that I am the most beautiful woman in Luoyue Mountain, and I want your son to marry him when he grows up."

"...You are not lying, you little fool is so dumb, you can't speak at all..."

"...If you don't believe me, just wait and see... Zhao Ye is afraid that the little fool he raised will run away with someone..."

"...I also heard that the attendant of the noble young master asked someone this morning, asking what the name of the little fool was, because the little fool said he was called a beauty..."

"...Pfft hahahaha from now on, let's stop calling him a little fool, and call him the number one beauty in Luoyue Villa!"

Seeing that the boy in black didn't bring the little fool to eat this morning, Chu Hongyue brought a piece of food, but she couldn't even enter the courtyard door.

She thought about it, that's fine, otherwise the little fools would be left running around, and they wouldn't have time to take care of them if they were bullied.

She can't get in, but the plate with the food on it can.

"Come and get it yourself."

Chu Hongyue left.

The little panda tried to bite the rope, but it didn't work.

【What should I do now? The master is getting weirder every day. I don't know what he's thinking anymore. 】

Ye Tan didn't care, he closed his eyes, and the golden sunlight fell on his face, which was warm.

The pear blossoms are white, and the ankle rope is also white.

Although Zisang Junyan is not white, he is still in a good mood.

Ye Tan closed his eyes.

In the confinement room, Duan Ling, who had been meditating all night, opened his eyes.

The steward came to lead the way: "Let's go, the elder wants to see you."

Ye Tan got up and followed the other party away.

Pei Ying, who had been talking to herself all night, sat there and said to herself: "So why is he so confident that he can stand up in front of Elder Yuli? I thought all night, and I can only think that he knows who the killer is. .”

……

Yu Li was assassinated at sunset yesterday evening.

There are quite a few people in the cultivation world who hate him, and there are more people who want him to die than stars in the sky, but this is the first time someone dared to put this killing intent in front of him.

interesting.

What's more interesting is that he is the only one in the whole world who knows who the murderer is.

"Perhaps the other party is not here for you, the young master arrived last night." The owner of Luoyue Villa is called Xu Tianjin, and when he mentioned the young master, his tone was extra gentle.

Yu Li raised his eyes to look at him, and said calmly: "Young master has no intention of revealing his identity, please don't mention his identity at any time."

"Yes." Xu Tianjin said respectfully, with a solemn and worried expression, "It's just that if the killer is not caught, I really dare not let you stay in Luoyue Villa."

Yu Li lowered his eyes: "I am responsible for the safety of the young master, I will find the killer today, you just take care of the matter of selecting disciples from the inner sect."

"Yes." Xu Tianjin felt relieved upon hearing this.

After Xu Tianjin left, the steward brought Ye Tan in.

"Last night's investigation, only you didn't have an alibi?" The dull voice was the same as that of any middle-aged man with a high position and authority, with a moody and elusive indifference, not angry and pretentious.

Yetan looked at the person in front of him without blinking, and hummed lightly.

Yu Li was wearing dark purple clothes today, many people couldn't see his face clearly because he had hidden himself with his cultivation.

It even makes people think that he should be an old man with a fair beard.

But Ye Tan could see it.

It was a young man with a delicate face. His face was so beautiful that it was even a little silky. The corners of his eyes were slightly slanted, his eyelashes were thick, his pupils were large, and they sunk slightly into his lower eyelids. Alienated, innocent, empty.

The lip line is slightly tightened, like a withdrawn and precocious boy, but the next second the corners of his lips are slightly lifted, this boy will show an evil smile, with snow-white fangs and bloodthirsty blades, but it is also possible that he will do nothing. I can't do it, I just raised the corners of my lips slightly.

It is this contradictory sense of imbalance that makes it difficult to remove the sense of danger from the eyes.

Like a natural madman, he is always looking for stimulation that makes him feel out of balance.

Yu Luo Xiaotai's famous Jiu Shichen, the legendary existence with the highest force value, of course, Elder Yuli can't really be a teenager, monks can freely choose their own age and appearance.

In fact, he is over 1000 years old.

Ye Tan, I have seen him.

Ye Tan is a fragment of the gate of cause and effect that suddenly comes to mind at this moment.

In a certain causal line, he once went to Yu Luo Xiaotai to practice with Zi Sang Junyan.

At that time, Yu Luo Xiaotai recruited ten disciples, and the young man in front of him was one of them.

His name in that causal line is not Yuli, but Yunxie, and his appearance now is exactly the same as before.

The little panda sat on Ye Tan's shoulders and explained to him: [800 years ago, Yu Li, the elder of Shichen at that time, was someone else.In the Battle of Biluo Mountain, Jiu Shichen suffered heavy casualties.It seems that Xuan Ye has changed after taking the position, and this person is coming from behind. 】

Ye Tan slightly frowned: He has met Zi Sang Junyan.

【Oh, I forgot you don't remember. I told you 800 years ago, after the death of a person whose name was written in the heavenly book, the records of this person in the heavenly book will gradually fade with time, and the memory of people in this world will also disappear.Therefore, it is impossible for him to remember the master's face. 】

Elder Yu Li looked at him: "You don't seem to be worried at all."

Ye Tan: "Yes."

Elder Yu Li looked at him intently, the corners of his lips raised slightly, but his voice was still the same: "You better worry a little bit, because I have to kill the killer today. You seem to be very suitable."

It was like a contemptuous joke, but both Ye Tan and he knew that he was telling the truth, the kind of killing intent that seemed to be coming at any time was undisguised, it naturally filled the air, and he planned to harvest it in the next second life.

Ye Tan: "I'm not worried, because I'm very useful."

Yu Li looked at him, those big, dark, somewhat hollow eyes looked straight at him.

The steward who brought Ye Tan here respectfully said to Yu Li: "His name is Duan Ling, and he is the only son of Duan Siming, the lord of Luoyue Tiancheng."

Yu Li looked at Ye Tan: "Do you think this identity can keep you from dying?"

The Lord of Luoyue Tiancheng is from Yuli, and the city masters of the four Tiancheng under Yuli's subordinates can even be regarded as extremely high-status subordinates, but so what?

If it were any other Elder Shichen, maybe he would consider his own people and outsiders before killing people, and weigh the pros and cons of killing or not killing, but in Yuli's eyes, there are only people who want to kill and those who don't.

What is Duan Siming?The previous Lord of Luoyue Tiancheng, Feng Buyu, was No. 1 under Yuli, and Yuli only needed one look, and Feng Buyu would die without saying a word.

Some people may think that it is easy to lose people's hearts and fall into a situation where no one can use it.

But what is the human heart?The dog is not easy to use, and I don't want to be obedient, just change it.

The corners of Yu Li's lips became more curved, he wanted to kill someone today.

It was rare that there was someone who made him want to kill, and he even felt a little happier because of it. He began to really want to see Duan Siming's expression when he saw his son die.

Would you say good kill?Or grief and resentment?Or dare not speak out?Will you want to betray him, or endure humiliation and take revenge?

In Yetan's memory, the young man named Yunxie in the causal line, except for being withdrawn and seldom speaking, had no scruples about life and death during the fight, and there was nothing abnormal about him, but 800 years later, this person is obviously not very normal.

Ye Tan looked at the steward next to him: "You'd better avoid it for a while."

The steward paused for a moment, Yuli's killing intent even made him look a little bit cold, but this person didn't care, and even ordered him over Yuli.

Ye Tan looked at Yu Li, his eyes were clear and light, and on that slightly haughty face, there was an indescribable calmness and mystery.

Yuli didn't speak.

The person in charge already knew his attitude, bowed his head respectfully, and withdrew.

There were only the two of them in the hall.

Ye Tan's eyes were slightly distracted, as if he was thinking about something: "When the elder was assassinated, I was with Peak Master Feng Buyu. Because he thought I was very useful."

Yu Li tapped lightly with his fingertips, and life and death were just a matter of moments.

"That person named Zhao Ye, the elders like him very much, but this person is difficult to control, and no one knows what he is thinking. He is very powerful, stronger than Liu Mianmian. But he may not enter the inner sect. He In the past few days of fighting, his results have been very mediocre. He seems to like to be a handyman. He has ignored the elder's solicitation before, so, not maybe, he will never enter the inner sect. He will not be used by anyone. "

Yu Li stopped pointing his fingers, pursed his lips and looked at Ye Tan, his big and dark eyes stared blankly at people, sending chills down the spine.

This man named Duan Ling didn't seem to notice it, his voice was like returning from admiring flowers and discussing the scenery, and there was a kind of slow lethargy: "But, I can let him enter the inner door. Feng Buyu also thinks that I can Let him enter the inner door."

Yuli: "How?"

"The elder can see the result directly. If I can't do it, you can kill me as you want."

Yuli: "Tell people that you deliberately said that you don't have an alibi and you want to see me?"

Yetan was not surprised that he even knew this: "Well, when I saw Feng Buyu, I also wanted to see you."

Yetan showed a vague smile, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at him with Duan Ling's expression: "Although the elder may think that Zhao Ye is more useful, I want to prove that I may be more suitable than Zhao Ye." you."

Yuli has no expression. From just now to now, he seems to have never blinked an eye: "Everyone knows that I only like to use lunatics, are you?"

Ye Tan's eyes were gloomy, and he was not interested: "Is it true, you will only know after you use it."

He nodded slightly, and walked out with his back turned to Yuli.

No one stopped him.

The steward came in and waited for Yuli's order.

Yu Li tilted his face to the side: "Do you think he's crazy?"

"The subordinates don't know, the subordinates only know that this person is the only one in the world who dares to let me out in front of you, except for the young master."

……

Pei Ying was really curious.

He was let out in disgrace after being reprimanded when the time came.

But Duan Ling was escorted to Elder Yuli as a suspect, but in the end he was sent back respectfully by the stewards.

Pei Ying: "Is there any way you can make Elder Yuli forgive you? Did you provide clues to the killer?"

Duan Ling lifted his chin slightly, as before, he had a kind of undisguised arrogance in a high position, but this arrogance seemed to lack the restraint of pretentious etiquette and supercilious superiority in the past, and added a kind of sloppy lethargy, which made him There is a casual mystery.

"Oh, it's actually very simple."

Pei Ying followed him and listened attentively.

"Because I am the son of the city lord."

Of course Pei Ying knew that he was the son of the city lord, but if Yuli would look up to him because he was the son of the city lord of Luoyuetian City, he would not be Yuli.

"Why don't you just say that you are the son of Jiu Shichen?"

A prophecy.

A son of Jiu Shichen really came to Luoyue Villa.

That afternoon, the owner of Luoyue Villa announced to the outer disciples that the second inner disciple had been selected.

That person's name is Shi Xuan.

Everyone has never heard of an outside servant named Shixuan. Anyone with a little strength stands out like a bright light in the dark, but no one knows about this person, unless... it is an outsider.

"Don't you know yet? This man is respectful even to the owner of the villa. It is said that he is the nephew of one of the elders of Jiu Shichen."

That's really royal.

No one in the entire outer gate expressed dissatisfaction with this.

Just sighed: "There are only eight places left."

Xu Tianjin, the owner of Luoyue Villa, immediately announced another news: "The remaining eight inner disciples will be selected within ten days. From now on, until the eight disciples are selected, Luoyue Villa will enter the irregular Status. Anyone can challenge others anytime, anywhere, and there are no taboos except not to hurt people's lives."

Instant uproar.

Those who kept a low profile, those who wanted to wait and see, and those who ranked high all became nervous.

There is no taboo, meaning, can they even fight against a top ten player in a group of people?