Dressed as the apex pet of a cold master

The feeling of unstable center of gravity made Yun Shuhua close his eyes subconsciously.

The whole body was trapped in the soft quilt, and after a long time, the man lying on him did not see any movement.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Jing Fan holding his face in his hands, his eyes were dim and his expression was serious.

Yun Shuhua was burned by his eyes, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

It was only summer when we parted, and now it is the end of summer.

Thinking about it this way, they really haven't seen each other for a long time.

The two looked at each other in the dark, breathing intertwinedly, and no one was willing to break the silence first.

After a while, Yun Shuhua felt that Jing Fan's fingers caught the hair on his temples, and brushed away the broken hair on his forehead little by little.

After doing these actions, Jing Fan held him in his arms like a treasure, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

A quick, short apology.

Yun Shuhua didn't react for a while, and said in amazement: "You...what did you say?"

Jing Fan took a deep breath and repeated what he had just said.

"I'm sorry," he said.

"..."

Yun Shuhua raised his hand, froze in the air for a moment, and then stroked his back gently: "You shouldn't say such things."

No matter what happened in the past, no one should say sorry to each other.

Jing Fan hugged him tightly, obsessively smelling the familiar smell in memory: "Come back, let's start again, the previous situation will never happen again."

Thinking back to everything he had experienced before, Yun Shuhua's eyes dimmed, and he said, "If you're talking about this, I think...it shouldn't be possible."

Jing Fan froze for a moment.

"We each have our own things to do, other than that, you and I are not suitable for—"

"...Please," Jing Fan interrupted him, whispering, "Give me one more chance, okay?"

Yun Shuhua was dumbfounded.

Breaking into the barracks tonight, I originally planned to take the opportunity to take a look at him, but I didn't expect Jing Fan to talk to him about this.

Complicated feelings welled up in his heart, Yun Shuhua fixed his eyes and said: "Now is not the time to discuss these things, besides, do you think the problems between us can be solved by starting over?"

Jing Fan was afraid that he would say something harsh, so he immediately tightened Yun Shuhua's grip.

Yun Shuhua patted him on the shoulder and comforted him softly: "Forget about the past, we have to look forward and live our lives well."

The boy's voice was clear and tenacious.

Jing Fan looked at him absent-mindedly, with blue hair hanging down Yun Shuhua's ear along his collarbone, and asked in a deep voice, "So, you don't love me anymore, right?"

Yun Shuhua shook his head and did not answer.

Jing Fan found his hand, interlocked his fingers, and slowly said: "I used to be sensitive and suspicious, and wanted to control everything about you, but that was the first time I loved someone, why, why didn't you correct me? Opportunity?"

He looked into Yun Shuhua's eyes and begged, "Master, I beg you...isn't that okay?"

Where Jing Fan couldn't see, Yun Shuhua clenched his cuffs tightly.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "I'll talk about this later."

Jing Fan leaned down, turned Yun Shuhua's chin, and his eyes fell on the faint lotus forehead seal between his brows, and asked with love and hatred: "I ask you, if you had a chance to do it all over again, would you choose to stay?" come down?"

can you.

The man looked at him expectantly, quietly waiting for his answer.

Yun Shuhua didn't know what to think of, the tip of his nose was sour, and his heart throbbed.

He opened his eyes and murmured: "I don't know, Jing Fan, tell me, how can we do it all over again?"

"I don't have any chance to do it again."

The last chance to read the file was originally reserved for Jing Fan, but now there is nothing left, and everything has become a foregone conclusion that cannot be changed.

Jing Fan looked at him and suddenly smiled softly.

He sat up from the bed, covered his brows and eyes with one hand, and his smile widened.

"What am I looking forward to... It's pretty good to see it in my dream."

No wonder the Buddha said: not getting what you want, meeting resentment and hating, and parting from love, even though there are thousands of sufferings, desires are hard to fill.

The more you want to let go, the more you can't let go, the more reluctant you are.

Seeing him struggling, Yun Shuhua felt a corner of his heart prick like a needle. He stretched out his hand to grab the corner of Jing Fan's clothes.

Jing Fan slowly put his hand down, and immediately held him back with his warm palm, and said softly, "Will I still see you when I wake up?"

Yun Shuhua couldn't bear to answer this question and looked at him fixedly.

Jing Fan rubbed his hand, then lay down beside Yun Shuhua, hugged the boy, and rubbed each other's ears.

It was not until the middle of the night that I fell into a deep sleep, and had a good night's sleep.

On the second day, the wind and the sun were bright, and it was another fine sunny day.

It was rare for the Immortal Venerable to get up late, and the attendants outside the tent did not dare to disturb him. It was not until Chen Shi, when Shen Tangli's lieutenant general sent a message outside the tent, that Jing Fan's voice came from inside the tent.

He pinched the center of his brows, his mood fluctuated, and fragments of last night flashed through his mind.

It's a pity that these fragments are not thought about carefully, and after a little thought, I have a splitting headache.

Jing Fan put on his outer shirt, listened to the notification outside, and said in a hoarse voice: "Come in and tell."

A figure outside the tent hesitated for a moment, then lifted the curtain and walked in.

As soon as he approached, a light and pleasant scent of lotus floated in the air. Not far away, behind the screen, Jing Fan's ink hair was loose, and his eyes and eyebrows still had the lingering lingering after waking up. It's like two different people.

The lieutenant only took one look and then looked away, not daring to offend again.

"My lord Xianzun, yesterday's secret agent delivered news that Fucheng Prison was on fire."

Jing Fan didn't speak.

The deputy general scratched his head and continued: "Wei Zun happened to be interrogating the prisoner in the prison last night. The spies said that Wei Zun's current whereabouts are unknown, and his life and death are uncertain."

"Why is there a fire?"

"This, it is said that Xuanling Mountain sent people to rob the prison and rescued the daughter of the Ling family. Unexpectedly, they knocked over the candle on the way."

Jing Fan said: "Order someone to investigate, it is absolutely impossible for Wei Zan to have an accident at this juncture."

"Yes."

The deputy general said: "There is one more thing, which is quite strange."

"There was an extra jade order on Shen Xianzong's table this morning. Master Xianzong checked it and found that it happened to be the one that was thrown on the Luhuang Mountain during the Five Regions Grand Competition."

"It stands to reason that this jade order should be in Wei Zun's hands, but for some reason, it actually appeared in Lord Xianzong's tent."

Jing Fan frowned slightly: "Did you see who entered and exited Xianzong's camp?"

"The guards at night said they didn't see it."

Presumably the person who sent the jade order had some skill.

Jing Fan pondered for a moment, and said, "Where is Lord Xianzong?"

"Your Excellency is at the training ground, about to prepare for today's night attack, so I can't get away for a while."

Jing Fan responded, and the figure of Yun Shuhua swayed in his mind again.

With his thoughts overturned, he walked out from behind the screen and said in a low voice, "Take a few people to quickly search the army, and after finding Yun Shuhua, immediately escort him to the main tent."

"..." The deputy general was stunned, although he didn't understand why the celestial venerable suddenly mentioned Yun Shuhua, he still agreed.

Walking out of the military tent, he immediately called a few people to search for them, but after thinking about it, he didn't understand why he wanted to find Yun Shuhua in such a large military camp.

Logically speaking, shouldn't Yun Shuhua stay well on Qingwu Mountain? When did he come to the front line?

The lieutenant left in a daze.

This search turned out to be fruitless, and Jing Fan stopped thinking about finding someone when the search soldiers went to the tent to report back at sunset.

Why did he think that the jade order was sent by Yun Shuhua.

According to the current situation, the farther Yun Shuhua goes, the safer he will be, isn't it?

At night, cool breeze.

A small team in the eastern camp quietly bypassed the battlefield and headed to the northwest.

Shen Tangli was wearing a purple riding outfit, and rode his horse in front, leading the soldiers behind him through the dense forest, and rode to the gate of a small city.

"Get off the horse, let's climb up and solve them one by one."

This is a deserted city at the junction of the three domains. It was sparsely populated. When the Qingxu Sect launched a war, it took the initiative to occupy this place.

Shen Tangli led the people over the city gate, stepped a little, flew up to the lookout tower, attacked Moxiu's back, and sealed his throat with a sword.

This elite team is well-trained and cooperates tacitly, but within a short time, all the demon cultivators on the city gate fell to the ground.

Shen Tangli ordered someone to open the city gate, and let the remaining soldiers and horses enter the city.

They first went to the granary in the west of the city, and after roughly estimating how many people were stationed here, they split up into four groups.

Although the night attack went smoothly, it lasted until dawn.

A misty mist shrouded the silent streets.

Shen Tangli walked into the city and was wandering around when the air behind him suddenly surged.

He turned around and raised his sword, putting on a defensive posture.I saw a sharp arrow flying out of the mist, brushed his sleeve and pierced three points into the trees beside him.

Shen Tangli looked around vigilantly, and took off the arrow after a while.

This feather arrow is stuck with a piece of fabric, with a ginger-yellow pattern and familiar totems woven. Only those in high positions are eligible to wear such a luxurious material.

This kind of fineness, this kind of decoration, clearly came from the Western Regions.

Shen Tangli could see the origin of this piece of clothing almost at a glance.

He chased in the direction of the arrow, but there was nothing in front of him, and there was no sign of anyone.

"Master Xianzong recognized Shen Yuzhu's clothes?"

Shen Tangli turned around and said sharply: "Who is talking? Come out and meet each other quickly. Detaining the domain owner privately is a felony, and offenders will be shot."

"Hahaha……"

"Do you need the Qingxu Gate to guard the rules of your five domains?"

Not far away, a figure wearing a black veiled hat appeared in front of Shen Tangli.Behind him are several demon cultivators from the Qingxu Sect.

"It's not in vain that I've waited for you here for so long. Now that I've waited, it means that I'm about to turn around!"

"Wei Zong, it's you," Shen Tangli looked down, and glanced at the burn scars on his hands, "It's a pity that the fire in Fucheng didn't burn you to death."

"That's right, I'm not dead!" Wei Zun's hoarse voice was rough and unpleasant, "Fortunately, I still have the last hole card in my hand... You should be lucky that I didn't imprison Shen Ce in that cell, otherwise, he would have died." I will be killed by your traitors from the Eastern Territory!"

Shen Tangli frowned, as if he didn't understand the deep meaning of Wei Zan's hysterical words, he flipped his right hand, pulled a sword flower, and said, "Stop talking nonsense, where is Shen Ce?"

Wei Zong raised his red-scarred hands and patted them lightly, and countless magicians came through the mist.

"In order to catch you, I brought almost all the troops of Qingxu Sect. If you want to see Shen Ce, just obediently follow me, how about it?"

He placed a [-]% bet, presumably he came prepared.

The morning wind lifted Wei Zan's veiled hat, and the faint sunlight hit his face, revealing a disfigured and terrifying face.