As a scumbag, I took a stand-in script

Xiao Yunjian was startled by Qinglin's sound, his feet were unsteady, and he staggered towards Yan Chongyu's direction.

If it wasn't for Ling Zhi pulling behind him, he might have fallen headfirst.

There are many rocks here, and there are swamps and mud by the stream.

If it really fell, I'm afraid it would be straight into it.

He held Ling Zhi's hand tightly, and Ling Zhi followed his steps, fearing that his feet would not be stable again.

After stepping over the swamp and mud, they followed closely behind to Yan Chongyu's side.

Yan Chongyu leaned motionless on the stone, and what he could see was blood red.

The muscles and bones on his body seemed to be picked up, drooping downwards.

The drooping arc of hands and feet is extremely unlike a living person's posture.

His coquettish face, which he usually didn't care much about, was scratched full of deep and visible scars.

There is even one eye that crossed his entire eyelid, and he didn't know this eye, but he could still keep it.

His pair of red and beautiful wings seemed to be torn off by life, and they were thrown away not far away.

He let go of Ling Zhi's hand, and stretched under Yan Chongyu's nasal cavity to test it.

But maybe Qinglin's words affected him too much, and he was terrified.

He also didn't notice Yan Chongyu's breathing.

Even the tip of Yan Chongyu's nose was cold, and his body was freezing.

He groaned, and could no longer speak.

The stumbling body was comforted by Ling Zhi in his arms: "A Jian, don't panic, I'll go and have a look."

Xiao Yunjian only felt that his heart was suffocated.

He couldn't believe that the great priest and good brother who had been with him for 3000 years died so coldly in this disgusting place like Wusu.

As soon as Ling Zhifu stepped forward, he was about to use his spiritual power to find out what happened to Yan Chongyu.

But sharp-eyed saw Yan Chongyu's little finger twist.

"He's not dead!" Ling Zhi said immediately.

He went forward and used his spiritual power to find out that Yan Chongyu was really alive.

He glanced at Xiao Yunjian, and nodded to Xiao Yunjian.

Then he mobilized his spiritual power to heal Yan Chongyu's injury.

Xiao Yunjian called Qing Lin, and asked him to stand by his side who was anxious.

He moved a little further away, and watched Ling Zhi heal Yan Chongyu with wrenching heart.

It didn't take long for Ling Zhi to stop his spiritual power.

He swayed for a while, and was supported by Xiao Yunjian who hurried forward two steps.

Ling Zhi lightly held Xiao Yunjian's hand, and slowly said: "Ajian, you can rest assured that Chong Yu's life is saved. I roughly treated his injuries, but it was too much... ...Me too, what can I do."

His eyes lingered on the pair of wings that had been torn apart and thrown aside.

Even he can heal wounds that are deep enough to show bone.

He can't live the dead, flesh and bones.

The wings are broken...

It is really broken.

Xiao Yunjian looked at the pair of beautiful wings, his eyes were redder than their feathers.

Qinglin also sensed what they were saying, rubbed his eyes, stepped forward a few steps, and hugged the pair of residual wings tightly.

"Blue scale..."

Qinglin forced a smile and said: "Maybe there will be a way. Shenjun, you don't have to stop me, at least you can't let his favorite pair of wings stay here alone."

Xiao Yunjian nodded: "There must be a way."

Wu Su couldn't stay here, so they had no choice but to return to the Demon Realm.

Shushuang had already sent Fuying back to the Nine Heavens, but he still treated Xiao Yunjian and his party with courtesy.

After setting out to arrange rooms for them, he invited the best healer in the clan to see Yan Chongyu's injuries.

It's just that the wound on Yan Chongyu's body is easy to heal, but his pair of wings are helpless.

The three of them watched for three full days and three nights, but they still didn't see him wake up.

Even the gods in the sky couldn't stand it anymore.

Xiao Yunjian yawned several times in succession, but still propped his chin up on the table, looking at Yan Chongyu lying on the bed.

He pursed his lips, watching Qinglin wipe Yan Chongyu's hands and feet over and over again with a wet handkerchief.

The fundus of the eye is filled with blood red.

He and Ling Zhi's hands were tightly clenched and inseparable.

Now, only Ling Zhi can be his reassurance.

He rubbed his eyes, the astringent feeling made him unable to open them.

Seeing his appearance, Ling Zhi moved the chair a little closer, and said, "Ah Jian, if you can't bear it, you can lean on me and sleep for a while. I'm here, so don't worry."

Xiao Yunjian nodded, although he closed his eyes tightly, he still said: "Sometimes I feel that maybe he doesn't want to wake up."

Ling Zhi's eyes fell on the huge wooden box beside him, which contained Yan Chongyu's remnant wings.

If it followed Xiao Yunjian's understanding of Yan Chongyu over the past three thousand years.

Although he hated his own father, he also hated the members of the Chongming Bird Clan.

But in the end, he is also proud of being a member of the divine bird family.

There are also many scars on his face that can be seen deep into the bones, which means that Ling Zhikong has 5 years of spiritual power.

It is also helpless.

Xiao Yunjian couldn't even imagine that if Yan Chongyu woke up and looked in the mirror, he saw his disfigured and devastated appearance.

What will happen again.

But... as long as he is still alive.

That is, there is still hope for everything.

Xiao Yunjian turned around and buried his head deeply in Ling Zhi's shoulder.

Ling Zhi caressed his back, didn't speak, just comforted him silently.

Qing Linfu wanted to get up to change the water, but he staggered two steps and almost fell to the ground.

He had already been tortured in the killing hole, exhausted physically and mentally, and now he has not closed his eyes for several days and nights.

People who are hard-hitting can't bear it now.

Xiao Yunjian heard the noise and turned his head hastily.

What I saw was Qinglin supporting the bed frame and standing up with force.

His finger bones were clenched tightly, revealing a lot of bluish white.

His eyes were full of fatigue, so dim that there was no light at all.

It was originally a fleshy cheek, but now it is completely sunken, and it even looks a little scary.

Xiao Yunjian hurriedly supported Qinglin's crumbling body with the force of the wind, and hurriedly said: "Qinglin, go and rest, Ling Zhi and I are here."

But Qinglin sat back on the bed in a vain manner, waved his hands, and said weakly: "You don't need God, I still have to wait for him to wake up. He came into this situation just to save me. How can I do this?" abandon him."

"But you can't abandon yourself!" Xiao Yunjian took a deep breath, still unable to suppress the breath he held in his heart, and said, "Qinglin, I am still your god, you are still God attendant of Tingyun Palace, I order you to go back and rest right now."

Qinglin suddenly turned around and knelt down in front of Xiao Yunjian, and said, "Shenjun, I have never begged you for anything. Now... even if you let me give up all this, I have to guard him until he wakes up." .”

He is an orphan.

The declining clan of beasts can find a job in Jiuchongtian.

It is already a great favor.

But he would rather give up forcefully than take a step away.

Xiao Yunjian was helpless in his helplessness, pursed his lips, and said angrily: "Then you stay on guard, I'm going back."

He was just angry.

Even Ling Zhi saw it.

Just waiting for Qing Lin to subdue him as usual.

He waited in place again.

Qinglin breathed a sigh of relief as if he had reached a step, and said, "Ling Zhi...I'm sorry for what happened in the past, please take good care of Shenjun, thank you."

Xiao Yunjian couldn't bear it anymore, so he dragged Ling Zhi and went out.

Turning the corner, he just said: "Qinglin has never been so disobedient to me."

Ling Zhi persuaded: "He is worried about Chong Yu, aren't you too?"

Xiao Yunjian snorted, turned around and went back to the room that Shushuang arranged for him.

Even without changing his clothes, he folded his arms and lay straight on the bed.

Ling Zhi looked at him, and called the servant Shu Shuang assigned to them.

In front of Xiao Yunjian, Yan said: "Trouble, for that room, send a beauty to collapse, just put it on the side of the bed."

Xiao Yunjian didn't open his eyes, and sneered again: "Are you feeling sorry for Qinglin? I think so, no matter what the premise is, you are in Pingzhou Mansion because of him..."

"Ajian." Ling Zhi interrupted his words for the first time, and said helplessly, "I love you——"

I feel sorry that you broke your heart for the two of them,

I feel sorry for you again, even if I can't even rest at ease, I still have to think about this matter.

Xiao Yunjian turned over and wrapped himself into the brocade quilt.

His voice was muffled, and he only said: "Ling Zhi, sleep with me for a while."

Ling Zhi finally smiled and said, "Okay."

Xiao Yunjian repeated again: "It's just the sleepy kind of sleep."

Ling Zhi took off his outer shirt, and helped Xiao Yunjian change again.

He narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "I know, Ah Jian. Unless you want, you agree, and you are willing, I won't."

Xiao Yunjian turned over and arched himself into Ling Zhi's arms.

That smell, as cold as green bamboo, entered his nostrils silently.

Tell him to sleep peacefully.

When Xiao Yunjian woke up, it was already the zenith of the moon.

Ling Zhi still didn't wake up.

He stretched out his hand, shallowly sketching the outline of Ling Zhi.

With his closed peach blossom eyes, he couldn't see his graceful demeanor with every frown and smile.

But the tall nose bridge and light-colored thin lips are still the most beautiful outline in the world.

He knows.

Although Ling Zhi has been silently accompanying him for the past few days.

But in the end, he consumed more than himself, regardless of his cultivation or energy.

That day, when he fought Bizhang with Yan Chongyu, he was also injured.

But he never said anything, and he was aware of it, so he casually said it didn't matter.

Xiao Yunjian smiled to himself.

Ling Zhi, I am truly worthy of his oath.

Even if you use your life, you must protect yourself.

He was about to move a bit, but he heard someone blowing in his ear, saying: "A Jian, do you still look good at me?"

He was startled, and Ling Zhi suddenly opened his eyes.

Xiao Yunjian did not have red earlobes this time, and admitted openly: "Yes. If you weren't good-looking, how could I sink into it?"

Ling Zhi seemed to show aggrieved expression for a moment, and asked again: "A Jian just likes my face?"

Xiao Yunjian nodded emphatically: "That's natural. Otherwise, you have a beautiful face from this chapter, but what else is worthy of my liking?"

He laughed to himself, stretched out his hand and hooked Ling Zhi's jaw.

In a blink of an eye, seeing Ling Zhi pretending to be helpless and disappointed, he coughed lightly, and said again: "Actually, it's not necessarily that there is nothing else to like. I also like...you like me."

Ling Zhi shunned Xiao Yunjian's hair, and said softly, "I like it too."

Xiao Yunjian licked his dry lips.

It seemed that he was dazzled by the love words, and he was a little overwhelmed.

Ling Zhi smiled a little, got out of bed, and poured him a cup of tea.

He warmed the tea with spiritual power and brought it to Xiao Yunjian's mouth.

Xiao Yunjian took Ling Zhi's hand and poured it all at once.

He found the new clothes he had prepared and put them on, and said: "Now I have enough rest, let's go and see Chong Yu."

Ling Zhi nodded.

Walking to the front of the room where Yan Chongyu was sleeping, Ling Zhi knocked on the door breathlessly.

But Qinglin didn't answer.

Xiao Yunjian's heart tightened, he hurriedly opened the door and went in.

What he saw was only Qing Lin clutching Yan Chong Yu's hand, lying on the side of the bed and falling asleep.

He was sleepy and tired.

The light knock on the door didn't startle him at all.

But Yan Chongyu's fingers moved slightly, but it woke him up immediately.

He hurriedly looked up and down at Yan Chongyu, and saw that his eyelids also trembled twice.

Suddenly laughed.

He stumbled and sat down on the beauty couch.

"Chong Yu, are you awake?" Qing Lin was overjoyed, and then said, "I'll call the Lord Shen."

Yan Chongyu lifted his heavy eyelids and looked at the scene in front of him.

He was still unable to move, but he tilted his head and saw Xiao Yunjian and Xiao Yunjian standing in front of the door.

He pursed his lips and smiled, as if he had returned to the past again.

Qinglin also noticed Xiao Yunjian and Xiao Yunjian behind them.

Looking back, he pursed his mouth and suppressed the grievance.

With just this turning around, Yan Chongyu changed his appearance.

The wound on his face suddenly seemed to deteriorate, and many feathers grew from it.

Yan Chongyu seemed to have sensed that something was wrong with him, there were fluffy itches all over his body and face, which made him want to reach out and scratch.

But he just woke up, his bones have not recovered, and he can't move at all.

But he endured the discomfort and poured the little divine power left in his body into his arms.

Reaching out his hand, he stroked his cheek with difficulty.

"what!--"

He rubbed his face all over.

But it was still the same, red feathers sprang out from the wounds on his face, hands, and legs.

He stumbled and fell off the bed, fiercely throwing away Qinglin's hand that was about to come to help him.

Almost rolled and crawled to the front of the bronze mirror.

But in the bronze mirror, there is a monster that looks like a human but not a human, a bird that is not a bird!

He obviously still looks like a human being, but on his fair skin, a few feathers burrow out from time to time.

The scratched eye is also a black that maintains a human being.

The other is the golden double pupil unique to Chongming Bird.

Two pupils rolled under his eyes.

Turned him into a terrifying monster alive!

Yan Chongyu knocked down the bronze mirror, his nails struggling to grab his face.

All he wanted was to pull off the feather and goug out the eye.

Now that he is mobilizing his divine power again, he still retains this ghostly look.

He scratched the wounds on his face and body that had almost healed just now, bleeding heavily.

Xiao Yunjian and Qing Lin wanted to step forward to stop him, but without warning, he pushed them away forcefully.

Qinglin bumped her head against the corner of the table, blood oozing from the place where she was covering the wound.

"Chongyu!" Xiao Yunjian abruptly called Yan Chongyu's name.

He was also terrified by this sudden change.

When Xiantou Yan Chongyu was awake, he still looked normal.

But why did he suddenly change his appearance when he woke up? !

"Chongyu!" He yelled again, but still couldn't bring back Yan Chongyu's rationality, "Chongyu, you were only injured, and you will recover soon!"

Yan Chongyu was only immersed in her own pain, and couldn't even listen to it.

Unlike Ling Zhi, he didn't care much about his appearance.

He only puts his appearance first, and he cares more about this matter.

Now how can he accept the appearance of a human being and a bird?

He echoed twice in horror, covered his face, and said: "I won't go back, I won't go back! And my wings... were torn apart by Bizhang... He said I was a divine bird So what, without wings, I'm a waste, I might as well just die!"

He swept all the items on the table under the table, and said sharply: "Get out! You all get out of here, I don't want to see anyone! Bizhang is right, what I look like now, I What is it? I might as well just die under that cliff, why are you saving me!"

Qinglin was drowsy, clutching her wound and pounced on it.

He tried in vain to imprison Yan Chongyu with his meager strength.

But Yan Chongyu's eyes are red now, how can he hold it back.

He waved the green scale aside again.

But suddenly, Yan Chongyu seemed to be bound by something.

Struggling left and right to no avail, no matter how hard they can escape.

Xiao Yunjian looked back, but it was Ling Zhi who nodded to him.

He breathed a sigh of relief...

Now Ling Zhi knows more and more what he wants to do.

After Yan Chongyu was tied up, he panicked, as if he understood what he had just said.

It's just that when he thinks about his current appearance, he still can't relax for a long time.

He closed his eyes, tears streaming down his face.

The house was in a mess.

Perhaps a servant reported a letter to Shu Shuang, and he came in a hurry to see this scene.

Quickly asked: "What's the matter? How can I help?"

Ling Zhi shook his head at him, pushed him out of the door, and said apologetically, "Devil Emperor, I'm sorry, we will deal with this matter ourselves. I'm sorry to bother you."

Shu Shuang smacked her lips and said, "You don't have to be so out of touch. If there is a need, I will definitely send someone to find me."

Ling Zhi thanked him and closed the door from the inside.

A soundproof cover was woven around it to prevent others from listening.

Yan Chongyu stopped making noise, but Xiao Yunjian still asked Ling Zhi to tie his hands and feet first.

I'm afraid that he will do something to hurt me again.

Qinglin first sent someone to help make some porridge.

Now I used divine power to warm it up, blew it, and sent it to Yan Chongyu's mouth again.

Yan Chongyu turned her head away, and tightly closed her lips.

Xiao Yunjian glanced at him, frowned and took the porridge bowl from Qinglin's hand: "Let me do it."

Qinglin bowed her head and retreated to one side, still staring at Yan Chongyu intently.

Xiao Yunjian stuffed a full spoon in front of Yan Chongyu, but Yan Chongyu still didn't cooperate.

Xiao Yunjian put the porridge bowl aside, and a lot of water splashed out.

He sneered and said, "You're not Qinglin, and I don't have that much patience with you. Don't force me to do things that neither of us would like to see."

Yan Zhongyu's face was a little chapped.

Xiao Yunjian handed the spoon to his mouth again.

This time he opened his mouth and swallowed.

"Pretentious." Xiao Yunjian returned the porridge bowl to Qinglin, and said, "Come and feed him."

After looking at Yan Chongyu a few more times and willing to swallow, he just pulled Ling Zhi aside.

Ling Zhi waved again, and the soundproof cover was propped up in the soundproof cover.

Xiao Yunjian sighed, and said: "I am also worried and anxious. I also want him to be different from this appearance. I also hope that he is the whole and noisy Yan Chongyu. But he looks like this now Only if I make up my mind first and don't mess up in front of the two of them, can I make them not afraid."

Ling Zhi hugged Xiao Yunjian half-emptyly, and said, "Ajian, I know, I know everything..."

Knowing how soft-hearted Xiao Yunjian was to them, how could he really...abandon them?

Xiao Yunjian looked at the two people on the opposite side, and tightly dug his fingertips into his palms:

"I'm their backbone."

"I am their god..."

Ling Zhi caressed Xiao Yunjian's spine, from top to bottom, over and over again.

He only said softly: "Then, I will be Ah Jian's backbone. Don't be afraid, I will always be there, and I will support you to go on."

Yan Chongyu ate a bowl of porridge silently, and Qinglin moistened the veil for him again.

He didn't dare to wipe it for him, but hesitated for a moment, and handed the handkerchief to Yan Chongyu.

Yan Chongyu looked at his hairy hands, and said, "Forget it, I'm already an ugly waste. I can't afford to be the great priest of the Cloud Palace anymore. Why don't the gods choose another big priest today?" Priest, I vaguely see that Qinglin is not bad."

Before Qing Lin could stop it, Xiao Yunjian removed Ling Zhi's soundproof cover.

Ling Zhi has already connected everything about himself with Xiao Yunjian, and now his cultivation level is on him, and he treats it like nothing.

He walked up to Yan Chongyu, squeezed Yan Chongyu's good flesh, and said: "Isn't this still missing an arm and a leg? Which job I stopped in the Cloud Palace, you can't do it?"

Yan Chongyu lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "It's almost the same as missing an arm or leg."

Xiao Yun remonstrated, looked at Yan Chongyu again and again, and said: "I look at it now, but it looks good. I seem to remember that it was thousands of years ago, the emperor had a concubine, she was love. Such a feather makeup, I want to put feathers all over my cheeks to please the monarch."

Neither Ling Zhi nor Qing Lin knew what happened thousands of years ago.

But seeing Yan Chongyu's sudden change of expression, he also took Xiao Yunjian's words seriously.

Only Yan Chongyu thought carefully, but there really was such a past.

He had just woken up, and his mind was still in a daze.

I really can't remember anything.

It's just that he also understands that Xiao Yunjian's words are for himself.

He took a long breath: "Then there must be a king, who can please."

Xiao Yunjian turned to Qinglin who was at the side and nuzzled: "I have arranged for you, now you have to listen to Qinglin, Qinglin is your monarch."

Qinglin was suddenly called by name, and after hearing Xiao Yunjian's words clearly, he waved his hand quickly: "Shenjun, I'm not..."

Xiao Yunjian ignored it.

He just leaned on the lacquered red carved pillar, crossed his arms, and said, "Chongyu, listen to..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Chongyu responded: "Okay."

Xiao Yunjian hummed, grabbed Ling Zhi's sleeve, and pulled him out of the room.

He turned around and hid around the corner.

Even with the window open there, he could not be seen.

Ling Zhi asked: "A Jian, you are worried about them, why do you have to come out?"

Xiao Yunjian leaned forward and took a look, there was nothing unusual in the room.He leaned against the wall and sighed deeply: "I don't know. I just think that at least Chong Yu has calmed down now, so he won't do anything to Qing Lin again."

He ruffled his hair, messing up the soft strands.

Ling Zhi worked tirelessly to untie his knot little by little.

include……

Knot.

In the room, Qinglin looked at Yan Chongyu with some hesitation, his gaze was erratic, as if he was dodging.

Yan Chongyu laughed at himself, and said, "Ugly, right? I know my face now, I'm afraid people will see it, and it will make me sick."

Qinglin was startled, but shook his head violently.

He suddenly understood that Yan Chongyu had misunderstood his gaze just now.

Only this time, he raised his head slightly, staring at Yan Chongyu intently.

His earlobes were slightly red, but he still had the courage to shake his head and said, "I never thought you were ugly. You used to be the most dazzling one in Tingyun Palace, and you are still the same now."

Yan Chongyu grabbed a feather that grew out of his body, and handed it to Qing Lin with a grin.

Qinglin was about to reach out to pick it up, but he loosely let go of it, and said, "Little Li'er, don't lie to me. You should know that now I've become this picture of neither human nor bird." Looks like, maybe wake up tomorrow and become a bird."

Qinglin fished back the feather that was flying away, and said firmly: "It's okay, I'm not afraid."

Yan Chongyu snorted: "But I'm afraid. I turned back into a bird, and I specially pick on little carp like you."

After hearing this, Qinglin smiled in relief.

Such Yan Chongyu should be the Yan Chongyu he knew.

It's just that he didn't refute Yan Chongyu's calling him Xiao Li'er.

Suddenly remembered that Xiao Yunjian gave him the privilege to order Yan Chongyu just now.

He then tried to say: "Shen Jun said, you have to listen to me. Then eat some more and continue to rest. Then... and tomorrow, Shen Jun will definitely find a way to cure this disease."

He was waiting for Yan Chongyu to refute or get angry like before.

But he never expected that Yan Chongyu would eat some food quietly and lay down on the bed by himself.

He even left half a photo for himself, patted it, and said, "I can't please you, the king?"

Qinglin pursed her lips and climbed up cautiously.

Xiao Yunjian has been standing on the corridor at the corner, listening to the weakening of the movement in the room.

Just now, he rubbed his numb legs, then gave Ling Zhi two hammers, and said, "Go back."

Ling Zhi walked in front of him and knelt down.

Xiao Yunjian was taken aback for a moment, and then he didn't hesitate any more, just quietly climbed up Ling Zhi's back.

The difference from that pretty face is——

Ling Zhi has a broad back.

Xiao Yunjian relaxed his whole body and entrusted himself to it.

He wrapped his arms around Ling Zhi's neck, and put his chin on Ling Zhi's thin shoulder socket.

It seemed to be complaining, but it was more like acting like a baby and said: "It's too thin, it hurts me a lot."

Ling Zhi chuckled, "I'll eat more next time."

Xiao Yunjian said again: "Forget it, you are the master who will not change no matter how much you eat. Turn around and force me to make more, if you are still like this, I will puff up like that steamed bun It's gone. I might as well go back and make a pillow and sew it under your clothes."

Ling Zhi replied again: "Okay."

Xiao Yunjian was still rambling on.

In front of Yan Chongyu and Qing Lin, he always wanted to pick up the heavy burden and resist it by himself.

But when he was with Ling Zhi, he was able to devote himself wholeheartedly to being the former nephew who knew nothing.

It is also the person Ling Zhi puts on the tip of his heart.

Back in the room, Xiao Yunjian patted his mouth and yawned.

But he knew that he couldn't sleep yet.

Now he still has a lot of things to do, so he has to talk to Ling Zhi:

"In the past few days, Qinglin has been guarding Yan Chongyu every day, so he can't be distracted, even if he didn't tell us everything about the incident in the killing hole. You have to remind me, call him tomorrow morning to ask clearly .”

"Also...Master, why does he have to stay in the killing hole, by the side of Bizhang who was deprived of his sanity by the power of slaughtering the sky? What is he planning?"

"Chongyu's wings can't regenerate, but what happened to the feathers that popped out of his body and face suddenly? Forget it, I'll send a letter to the Chongming Bird Clan right now, asking about this." The situation can be resolved. Ling Zhi, help me catch a bird and come in."

"And Fuying... It's been a few days since she went back to the Nine Heavens. Not to mention that she hasn't heard from her all this time, even the Emperor and Queen of Heaven haven't taken this matter to heart? But for such a big matter, they didn’t hear even the slightest bit of reply?”

"..."

Xiao Yunjian chattered endlessly.

Ling Zhi just listened quietly, recording every word and every word he said into his mind.

At the end, he also served Xiao Yunjian a cup of tea, telling Xiao Yunjian to moisten his throat.

Xiao Yun said a lot of remonstrances, but he remembered them all.

Waiting for Xiao Yunjian's respite.

He went out, caught a small bird that was landing on a branch, and sent it to Xiao Yunjian.

Xiao Yunjian raised his eyes to look at him, and suddenly said: "If I don't have you by my side, what should I do?"

With a smile on Ling Zhi's lips, he said, "A Jian used to be fine without me. I just hope that I will always be there in the future."

Xiao Yunjian stretched out his hand and touched Ling Zhi's lips.

The hot and humid feeling brought him back to his senses in a trance, he coughed lightly and said, "It must be."

In the early morning of the next day, the red sun rose.

The sky is sunny and cloudless, which has not been seen in the past few days.

Just as Xiao Yunjian stretched his arms, he heard a knock on the door.

It was Qinglin who came: "Shenjun, I have something to say, may I tell you?"

Ling Zhi hurriedly turned over and got out of bed, and handed Xiao Yunjian an outer shirt.

It wasn't until Xiao Yun remonstrated, "Come in", that he realized that the clothes on his body were much bigger.

The clean and light style also shows the fact that his master is Ling Zhi.

But he has already called someone to enter the door, how can he have time to change the clothes that don't fit.

Qing Lin didn't walk in front, but Yan Chongyu changed into pure black and wore a long bamboo hat to cover his face.

When he saw Xiao Yunjian, he said sadly: "Shenjun has worried a lot about our affairs in the past few days, and he has lost weight, and this clothes are much bigger."

Xiao Yunjian was a little embarrassed, and only covered his lips and coughed.

Qinglin followed Yan Chongyu and closed the door, then stood on tiptoe, trying to take off the bamboo hat for Yan Chongyu.

Yan Chongyu turned sideways slightly, but he knocked on Qinglin himself, and took off the bamboo hat on his own.

He was still as indifferent as yesterday, but now he was much calmer.

The divine power in his body also recovered most of it with the rest.

Even with feathers covering his face, one can vaguely see his face is as gorgeous as a peach or plum.

Xiao Yunjian braced his chin and said with a teasing smile, "Is the great priest sad enough?"

Without any hesitation, Yan Chongyu directly pulled out the chair and sat down.

He still leaned crookedly on the back of the chair as before, and said, "That depends on how the god can help me."

"Okay, let's see how to get rid of the messy bird feathers on your face and body." Xiao Yunjian clicked his tongue.

Yan Chongyu grinned: "Bird feathers... it's too ugly."

Qing Lin followed, and nodded heavily.

She raised her eyes cautiously to look at Yan Chongyu, but saw that his face was normal, and there was no trace of anger or inferiority complex.

Only then did I relax my heart.

Xiao Yunjian didn't care, just threw out a letter, and Yan Chongyu took it without any hassle: "What is this?"

Xiao Yun remonstrated: "It's a letter from your father."

Like a hot potato in an instant, Yan Chongyu threw the letter aside, wishing he could step on his feet again to vent his anger.

Then, he said unhappily: "What good things can he say?"

"I begged him." Xiao Yunjian motioned Qinglin to pick up the letter, opened it and read it, "He has a way to cure your problem."

Yan Chongyu still had an uncomfortable expression on his face.

He and that person had already severed their father-son relationship when he was sent to Tingyun Palace.

Why would he use his own god to beg him for himself!

Xiao Yunjian sighed and shook his head, but took out another pill-like thing, handed it to him, and said, "Eat it."

Yan Chongyu sniffed it, and the elixir had a strange fragrance, which made him unable to resist being addicted.He was in a daze for a long time, even narrowed his eyes, and asked, "What is this?"

"The elixir to cure you." After hearing this, Qing Lin immediately brought a glass of water.

Yan Chongyu grinned: "Isn't this the man's conspiracy?"

Xiao Yunjian was helpless, and said again, "You can eat with peace of mind, it will be fine."

After hearing what Xiao Yunjian said, Yan Chongyu no longer hesitated, took the elixir without drinking water, and swallowed it raw.

After the elixir entered his abdominal cavity, he only felt a rush of heat wash over his whole body.

It seemed that something had quickly merged with his inner alchemy.

He only felt that the divine power in his body was becoming more and more abundant, as if it was far better than before.

The feathers on his face and body faded, even he shook his shoulders, and even felt that his pair of wings seemed to be growing again.

Yan Chongyu asked in amazement: "Shenjun, what is this?"

Xiao Yunjian gestured to Qinglin with moist eyes, and spread the letter paper in front of Yan Chongyu.

He also finally knew what it was that saved him——

It was Neidan of his biological father.

It was... the inner alchemy of the father who abandoned him with his own hands and didn't care at all.

Yan Chongyu only glanced at it briefly, then forcefully asked Qinglin to take the paper away.

He saw it, saw his father's confession.

He never wanted to go back to the Chongming Bird Clan.

If he had to go back, he would always sneer at his father who had lost his heart.

But he never thought that his father just received a letter from Xiao Yunjian.

It was born alive, able to cut out the inner alchemy and treat his son who he never cared about.

Xiao Yunjian also sighed.

It was midnight yesterday, and he saw Yan Chongyu's father.

His father flapped his wings alive so that he could barely arrive in this half day.

Xiao Yunjian had met this Chongming Bird Clan patriarch, and in his impression, he was a high-spirited person.

But seeing her now, she is terribly haggard.

Xiao Yunjian didn't have time to stop him, he had already taken the pill by cutting open his abdomen.

Using the most secret technique of the Chongming Bird Clan, it was refined into this elixir.

Ling Zhi could only quickly heal his wound.

But he lost his inner alchemy, and became the most ordinary ordinary person.

He will age and die in a few decades.

But for Yan Chongyu, he still did this.

Yan Chongyu quickly scratched his throat, trying to spit out the pill.

But no matter how hard he tried, the elixir had repaired his body and integrated with his inner alchemy.

He said viciously: "Where did he go? Is he still in the magic palace?"