As a scumbag, I took a stand-in script

Xiao Yunjian was in a daze.

He vaguely remembered, didn't he fight Bizhang outside the Changbai Ruins?

But where is it now?

The breeze brushed his cheek, and he stood on a towering city wall.

His body was extremely weak, but there was an inexplicable smile on his face.

Xiao Yunjian stared blankly at his hands and the city wall a few steps away.

Behind him was a familiar woman who said to him: "Xiao Yunjian, he treats you like this, yet you still lick your face and insist on saying you love him."

He jerked awake.

This is not outside the Changbai Ruins, this is that day...

It was that day outside Pengzhou Mansion, when he jumped the city wall.

He lowered his head and looked down, as expected, what he saw was Ling Zhi's anxious eyes.

Ling Zhi helplessly mouthed his name over and over again.

He suddenly laughed, what is this?

Is it a flashback before his death in reality?

It made him see things that he couldn't see before.

He suddenly pushed away the snake demon Jia Cui, and said to Ling Zhi downstairs: "Master, I don't regret it. I'm going to jump off, you have to catch me."

He jumped back, but he felt that his body was different.

He resisted and ran into Ling Zhi's arms.

I just closed my eyes.

The scene in front of me changed its appearance as if flying.

From light to darkness, and then he felt light again.

Xiao Yunjian suddenly opened his eyes again, but he is back?

No, it seems not.

In front of him is Qinglin who has transformed into himself, provoking himself with words.

Excitement surged in his mind, his fingers were on Ling Feng, and he was about to pull them out.

But he held back.

He didn't move, just said to Ling Zhi: "Uncle Shi, what do you have to say to me?"

Ling Zhi's heart was in turmoil, but he didn't say anything.

But he only saw Xiao Yunjian in front of him, suddenly became transparent, and disappeared again.

Then, he returned to the day when Ling Zhi drew his sword to him.

He said to Ling Zhi: "Have you looked carefully, is the person in front of you the one you miss? And me, is it your true love?"

He quietly watched Ling Zhi's face change color, looked at Qinglin and then at himself.

It seemed that he had reached a conclusion in his heart, but before he could say it, he became a little more frightened——

It was because he suddenly disappeared in front of Ling Zhi.

After that, he suddenly began to look forward to meeting Ling Zhi next time.

He and Ling Zhi were lingering in the green bamboo forest of the Supreme Immortal Gate. At that time, he was always the one who hated saying a word of love to Ling Zhi the most, but he put the love words on his lips and opened his mouth.

In the midst of the beast tide, before Ling Zhi could speak——

He said, "Master, I love you too."

Ling Zhi was not yet happy when he pulled out his natal sword.

He said: "I am really happy that I have the same sword as Master Uncle."

And then...

Xiao Yunjian was overjoyed, as if he lost himself here.

He looked back at all the regrets and burst out with love.

Mengshen put Ling Zhi and Xiao Yunjian side by side on the bed.

It's just that the two of them are very different now, one has closed himself off, while the other has no idea that he won't wake up.

The Dream God has already passed the news to Princess Fuying in the Nine Heavens.

Princess Fuying was furious when she heard the news.

She already had a deep relationship with Xiao Yunjian, and when she heard about this——

She was about to move her fetus, but Tianhou Empress comforted her with a few words.

She took the opportunity to tell the Queen about this matter, and only said that Xiao Yunjian was very pitiful, and that he was about to die in this world soon.

But in the end, there was nothing wrong with what Princess Fuying said.

After all, Xiao Yunjian is also a child brought up by the Empress Tianhou since she was a child, and she is like her own child, so she can't really let it go.

Hastily summoned the God of Medicine and God of Medicine, and after discussing for a long time the plan, finally saved Xiao Yunjian.

But now Xiao Yunjian's life is saved, and the wounds all over his body have been healed.

But he couldn't get out of that dream because he trapped himself.

Yan Chongyu and Qinglin took turns to watch day and night, often waking up, thinking it was their god who woke up.

But in the end, it was still nothing to fetch water from a bamboo basket.

It’s just that Xiao Yunjian is different from Ling Zhi——

When Ling Zhi was unconscious, he looked peaceful.

But Xiao Yunjian could always see his emotional ups and downs.

But even the Oneiroi couldn't enter or read his dream.

They didn't know how to wake up Xiao Yunjian, they could only call him in his ear over and over again.

Qinglin saw Xiao Yunjian laughing in his dream, then wept.

He sobbed and asked Yan Chongyu who was beside him: "Will the Divine Lord still wake up? The Divine Lord will not wake up, right?"

Yan Chongyu hugged him weakly, patted his back and said: "Little carp, don't cry, the god will definitely return."

Qinglin wiped away her tears and hummed.

He suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and said to Yan Chongyu: "I'm going to see the Dream God, just wait for me for a while. Take care of the God Sovereign and wait for me to come back."

Yan Chongyu replied: "Okay."

He looked at the back of Qinglin walking away, and his heart beat a little bit.

He touched the granulation on his back, and suddenly made up his mind.

Forget it, no matter what you are.

He was afraid, afraid that if the time was longer, he would not have the chance to tell Qinglin.

Yan Chongyu swears in his heart.

When Qinglin returns from talking with Oneiroi today, he will tell Qinglin everything in his heart.

He looked at Ling Zhi and Xiao Yunjian who were lying on the bed, unable to wake up no matter what.

I can only feel the impermanence of the world.

Ling Zhi is right, if some words are said too late.

I don't know when I can really tell the people who want to hear it.

Ling Zhi once had a lot of private conversations with him after the two settled their suspicions——

It was at that time when he was still the peak master of the Supreme Immortal Sect, after experiencing the Qinglin incident, he had already recognized his thoughts on Xiao Yunjian.

But he was stuck in his heart, always feeling that the days are still long and the time is still long.

He always has endless time to tell Xiao Yunjian about his love.

Always be able to deal with Qinglin's affairs first.

Tell Xiao Yunjian again from the bottom of my heart.

But the final result?

It was he who watched Xiao Yunjian fall from such a high tower, and fell into his arms without making a sound.

Talk about how he regrets too much, how he steps down the six realms to search.

All to no avail.

At that time, he knew that these words should be said——

It should be said to the person who wants to hear it at the most appropriate time.

Yan Chongyu smiled to himself, and took another look at Xiao Yunjian.

Then he prepared the objects to be given to Qinglin.

It was a sudden idea for Qinglin to go looking for the Oneiroi this time, but she didn't inform her in advance.

When Oneiroi heard his knock on the door, Shang was startled.

But after careful consideration, only a few of them are present in the Changbai Ruins.

Xiao Yunjian and Ling Zhi were lying on the bed again, and it was either Yan Chongyu or Qinglin who came to look for him.

Oneiroi took a deep breath and said, "Come in quickly."

Qinglin is facing the sun, all the light is behind him.

And his face was completely shrouded in shadow, when he was not smiling, he was terrifying.

Mengshen shivered suddenly, and called out, "Qinglin?"

Qing Lin responded, still her usual gentle and gentle appearance.

He rubbed his hands, stood aside with some embarrassment, and said, "Dream God, I'm bothering you. It's just that I came here rashly without notifying you. It's really bothering you. It's just that there are some important matters, so I don't want to disturb you." Don't rush to find you, so I can ask you clearly."

Dream God calmed down a bit, pointed to the round stool beside him, and said, "Sit down quickly, what's the matter? Now your god is in a coma, and I know you have no master. It's okay, just come and find me if you have something to do. "

After a pause, he continued: "I am also envious of the relationship between you. Because Fengshen treats you so well, you can do these things for him regardless."

He sighed, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, but a little sentimentality appeared on his face.

After realizing that something was wrong with him, he coughed lightly, concealing his embarrassment, and said again: "What the hell is it? You are so hesitant. In front of me, don't be restrained, just like you are in front of Fengshen. That's it."

Qinglin was a little hesitant, and kept twisting the corner of her clothes.

As if he was extremely entangled in his heart, he said slowly: "It is indeed a difficult thing to talk about. First, because of the injury of the god, I have never had time to ask you. Now it should be, it will be a good time..."

He was also not sure, but he still vomited out in one breath: "Your Majesty Mengshen, I just want to ask—is the method of trapping Bizhang in a dream impossible?"

Mengshen paused, feeling emotional in his heart, but still nodded.

Qinglin bit her lower lip hard, and left the seat.

He knelt directly in front of Oneiroi, and kowtowed before Oneiroi could react.

He bowed and said, "Then I will trouble you to forge the sword."

Mengshen didn't understand it for a while, and asked anxiously, "You... what do you mean?"

Qinglin has been kneeling on the ground, with her head down, her thin back seems to be carrying a heavy weight.

Mengshen vaguely felt that something was wrong, and looked at Qing Lin who had Bizhang's body in front of him.

Suddenly, as if he understood something, he honestly helped Qing Lin up.

He deliberately restrained his emotions, but the words he said were still trembling: "Qinglin, do you know what you are talking about? Fengshen knows your impulsiveness?"

"Shenjun knows." Qinglin pursed her lips and sat on the chair again, "But Shenjun won't let me go. But in this situation, why don't I go?"

Even after changing Bizhang's body, Qinglin still maintained some of her little habits.

In the past, he only felt that he was humble, and it was Xiao Yunjian who brought him back because of his kindness.

He always hunched his back and looked cautious.

But now that he talked about it with Oneiroi, he straightened his back.

He was finally able to do one thing for his god, he was finally able to repay his life-saving grace.

It was time for him to repay the kindness that Xiao Yunjian had given him for so many years.

Qinglin just felt a lot easier.

He even felt that his body was lighter now, and his eyes were a little more proud.

He said to Oneiroi again: "I'm sorry to trouble you, I have already found the place where Shenjun put the sword box."

Mengshen still didn't answer directly, but said again: "But Fengshen, he obviously doesn't want you to go."

Qinglin raised his head, a halo flashed in his eyes, which he didn't have before.

He said again: "But at this point, not to mention that the god is not awake, even we can't wait. If your method of sleeping in a dream is feasible, I am not willing, but in the end... there is no way."

If there is a chance.

Who would not choose to live?

Before Qinglin finished speaking, she seemed to hear the commotion outside Changbiaozhi Ruins.

Mengshen and Qinglin immediately put aside the matter of casting the sword, and hurried out the door, only to see Yan Chongyu on the other side also looking confused.

Oneiroi hurriedly asked, "What's going on?"

Yan Chongyu shook his head even more, and said: "Qinglin, you look at Shenjun and him first, and I'll go outside to have a look."

Qinglin nodded, and didn't say anything about the sword casting.

He just quickly returned to Xiao Yunjian's side.

Even though his cultivation base is low, he still wove a protective cover for Xiao Yunjian.

It can be regarded as peace of mind.

Yan Chongyu lost his wings, so he could only soar into the clouds.

Qinglin sat at the door looking forward to it, and was even more worried about Yan Chongyu's safety.

But after a while, Yan Chongyu returned to the palace.

As soon as he descended from the clouds, he said: "It's the demon clan."

"Monster Race?" Oneiroi asked doubtfully, "Why did they come here?"

Qinglin held a cup of tea for Yan Chongyu, and said smoothly, "Bizhang has controlled most of the monster races, even if they can't break the barrier of Changbiao Ruins now, I don't want to After knowing..."

Qinglin's heart tightened, and the hand holding the teacup shook twice.

He turned his gaze to the Oneiroi again.

But this time the Oneiroi clearly sensed his fiery gaze, but still avoided it.

He didn't dare to face Qinglin, and he was even more afraid if they looked at each other.

This further deepened Qinglin's deep-rooted thoughts, insisting on doing what Xiao Yunjian refused to let him do no matter what.

Only now it is imminent.

Mengshen clicked his tongue and asked: "You are the great priest of the Cloud Stopping Palace, may you feel the movement of this enchantment?"

Yan Chongyu nodded, and said: "Of course it is possible. Now there is no problem, but I am afraid..."

Dream God nodded and said: "I understand, you guys go back and rest first."

Yan Chongyu thanked you, and said: "Now we have to rely on His Highness Mengshen to take care of our gods. Thinking of all this, I am more and more grateful to you."

Dream God responded: "This is what I should do. It's just that I hate this Celestial God Clan very much. It's just that I saved Feng Shen's life, but I still don't want to help at all. I insist on asking him to fight alone. It's even grandiose. He said, it is the way of heaven that has not issued a decree, it is really ridiculous!"

Yan Chongyu sneered: "The Divine Sovereign already knew about it."

Qing Lin still lowered her head and said no more.

Dream God waved his hand, and imprisoned him again in front of the barrier.

Push back those monster races controlled by Bizhang.

But wave after wave.

There is always a steady stream.

Mengshen was about to leave, but was called by Qing Lin: "Your Highness Mengshen, please trouble you... Please consider my proposal, please!"

Qinglin spoke with sincerity, her eyes were filled with deep yearning.

His eyes were wet, and Dream God couldn't help but refuse.

But Dream God still came back to his senses and said, "Let me think about it a little more."

Qinglin hummed and rubbed her red and swollen nose.

Seeing Mengshen leaving, Yan Chongyu grabbed Qing Lin's wrist and asked, "Little Li'er, what secret do you have with Mengshen? But I can't know it?"

Qinglin shook off his hand and said, "You also said it's a secret, how can I tell you."

Yan Chongyu said anxiously: "But I am not someone else."

Qinglin was already in a mess, but after hearing what Yan Chongyu said, she suddenly became angry.

He said angrily: "It's not someone else, it's not someone else! Why are you not someone else? What's the relationship between the two of us? Why don't you talk about it? It's just that you are the great priest of the Tingyun Temple, and I am a servant of the gods. My job belongs to That’s all for you. How can there be any other relationship, but do you have to let me, a subordinate, tell you all the secrets?”

Yan Chongyu panicked instantly, and he said in a hurry: "Little Li'er, don't be angry, it's my fault, I just don't ask. When you want to talk to me, tell me again, but good?"

"Not good." Qinglin said firmly, how could he tell Yan Chongyu?

Yan Chongyu is the person who most obeys the words of the god.

If he said so, where could he actually forge a sword?

He will definitely be stopped by Yan Chongyu.

But Yan Chongyu's flattery and softness towards him still moved him a lot.

What can he do at this moment?

Qinglin pretended to be trembling with anger, and said again: "Little Li'er again, didn't I tell you that I hate it when you call me Little Li'er? You call me once, and I will remember once that can't transform into a human form." When you peel off my wound again and again, is it interesting?"

"That's not what I meant, little...Qinglin." It was Yan Chongyu who gave in first.

He must be able to speak in such a harmonious voice only in front of Qinglin.

Qinglin was a little dazed.

He sighed deeply, and said: "Chongyu, that's it. I'm tired today, I'm going back to rest, please take care of Shenjun a few more times."

After he finished speaking, he left Yan Chongyu and left the room without looking back.

Yan Chongyu looked at the space in front of him, and murmured: "No, it's just that... I picked you up from the battlefield at that time, and you just broke your shell, as thin as a small carp So-so. I...why do I really want to expose your scars, I just...like you. "

What he said, Qinglin who had gone far away, could not hear him.

Xiao Yunjian woke up from hallucinations again.

He looked around at the scenery in front of him, the quaint furnishings and grand decorations.

I think it looks a little familiar, but I can't remember it.

It wasn't until he got out of bed that he saw his short arms and legs.

Facing the bronze mirror, he looked more like a young child.

He snorted, his voice also high-pitched.

This is... when he was in the Xiao Mansion?

At that time, he was about to be sent to the Supreme Immortal Sect to learn art. It should be... After a while, a servant will come to report that he will be sent to the Supreme Immortal Sect.

At that time, he cried and refused, but he never resisted, and was sent up the mountain.

This time when I met the boy, he said yes obediently.

Even Xiao's parents were surprised.

He was picked up by the frame of the Supreme Immortal Gate. At that time, Shen Yaotian still had a gray beard and hair.

Holding the young boy in his arms, he asked, "Are you willing to be my disciple?"

Xiao Yunjian was in a daze, what did he say at that time?

But say yes?

But out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Ling Zhi standing tall and tall, and suddenly shook his head.

The milk said childishly: "No, I want him!"

He said it was Ling Zhi, and what he saw was Ling Zhi's most surprised expression.

Seeing Ling Zhi walking towards him, he stretched out his hand to Ling Zhi.

At that moment, he never saw any color about the savior from Ling Zhi's eyes.

He was just him, just Xiao Yunjian.

Xiao Yunjian was suddenly relieved.

Everything seems to be unimportant.

Ling Zhi, Ling Zhi...

Yan Chongyu kept looking out the window in bewilderment.

He looked at Qing Lin's back as he walked away, and suddenly felt that he didn't hold back anything.

He is like a child who doesn't understand anything.

When he used to bully Qinglin, he always talked fast, but now he regrets it too much.

He sighed, and looked back at Xiao Yunjian and Xiao Yunjian who were sleeping side by side.

At a loss, he said: "You always let me tell him my own words when I should say them. But you didn't tell me, what if he doesn't want to listen? God, what should I do?"

How could Xiao Yunjian respond to him.

But he heard the rubbing sound on the bed.

Yan Chongyu listened for a long time with his ears open, it was true.

He rushed back to the bed in a hurry, calling: "Shenjun, Shenjun?"

But Xiao Yunjian still had that happy expression in his dream, and didn't move much.

It was Ling Zhi's hand that seemed to move.

Yan Chongyu hurriedly called Ling Zhi's name again, but there was no more movement.

His ups and downs made Yan Chongyu even more surprised.

He is like a spinning top that has lost its mind.

Nothing will be done.

When Mengshen opened the door in the early morning, he saw Qing Lin holding the sword box.

Qinglin was covered in frost and dew, and her eyes were blood red.

It was like a sleepless night, just waiting for him.

Seeing him coming out, Qinglin rushed forward and handed over the sword case.

He said again: "Please Dream God, help me."

Mengshen looked flustered, and said: "How can I decide your life and death!"

Qinglin immediately smiled and said: "Yesterday I thought about it all night, and I am the only one who can decide my own life and death. I don't bother Oneiroi, but I need to trouble Oneiroi, but fuse these two swords to create a sword-forging pool Come. Everything after that has nothing to do with you."

Mengshen sighed, and said, "That's right, even Fengshen doesn't know how to forge a sword."

There was a lot of noise outside, they all knew it was the demon clan attacking again.

After Yan Chongyu's investigation, he said to the two of them again: "Oneiroi, there seems to be a crack in the barrier."

Qinglin hid the sword box, and said to Oneiroi: "It's such a critical moment. Please, please help us make a decision."

Dream God looked at Xiao Yunjian and Ling Zhi who were still asleep, and was at a loss.

After a long time, he finally said: "Qinglin, as you wish."

Qinglin couldn't help laughing.

The boulder in his heart was finally put down, and he was finally able to do something for Xiao Yunjian.

But Yan Chongyu didn't understand, and asked again: "Xiao... Qinglin, did you have any appeals to tell you?"

Mengshen saw that Qinglin shook her head slightly, but said, "No."

Yan Zhongyu suddenly felt that something was wrong, and wanted to hold Qinglin to ask again.

But Qinglin seemed to hide from him on purpose, and said, "I'll go back and see Shenjun and the others."

His eyes lingered on a corner again, where he put the sword box.

Yan Chongyu also saw it.

But now that Dream God is here, he pursed his lips and went back with Qing Lin.

Qinglin rushed forward with all his might, but it took Yan Chongyu a long time to catch up.

Yan Chongyu couldn't help but said: "Now your steps are a bit bigger."

Qinglin hummed, and said sleepily: "Yes, now that I am Bizhang's body, after all, I am taller than I was before."

He had a calm expression on his face, and he could only speak a word or two.

Back to the house where Xiao Yunjian and Ling Zhi were staying, there was still no good news.

Qinglin looked at Xiao Yunjian with her chin propped up, unconsciously tucked the corner of the quilt for Xiao Yunjian again.

But Yan Chongyu looked at Qinglin, and said after a long time: "But are you thirsty or hungry?"

Qinglin shook her head: "No."

But he was still a little disappointed, and went out again, sighing at the moon in the courtyard.

Yan Chongyu saw that his mood was not quite right, but he never dared to ask.

Now he has something in his heart, and he is even more afraid that Qinglin will not be able to accept it.

He was holding the hairpin for Qinglin, which they bought when they were in Pengzhou Mansion.

It's just an ordinary silver hairpin, but it's carved with a dragon raising its head.

Qinglin turned her head slightly, but he hastily put the hairpin back into his arms.

It's like being a thief.

Suddenly, he heard the same chattering sound at noon.

Like fingers rubbing against the bedding.

This time he hurried back, but what he saw was Ling Zhi's fingers curled up.

It seems to be moving.

But the next moment, it seemed to be motionless again.

Seeing his movement, Qing Lin hastily followed him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yan Chongyu pouted towards the bed.

In an instant, he didn't know where the thoughts came from.

Suddenly using divine power, he squeezed his voice into the tone of Xiao Yunjian, and called out: "Ling Zhi, uncle, wake up quickly!"

Ling Zhi's fingers that had just stopped moved again.

Seeing that it worked, Yan Chongyu changed his ways and used Xiao Yunjian's taste to say all kinds of love words.

Qinglin rubbed her ears, unable to listen.

Go out again.

Yan Zhongyu talked dryly all night.

But later, he looked at the moon in the courtyard and said those honest confessions.

As the night faded, the rising sun gradually cast a thin layer of golden light on everyone.

Yan Chongyu rubbed his eyes, poured another pot of tea, and continued to call Ling Zhi in Xiao Yunjian's voice.

They succeeded.

Ling Zhi slowly woke up at the moment when the warm sunshine shone on his face.

He was a little confused, and his eyes were full of doubts.

But in just a moment, he was so nervous that he became clear, and hurriedly called: "A Jian!"

He tried in vain to lift the brocade quilt and get out of bed, but was stopped by Yan Chongyu with a hoarse voice: "Ling Zhi, it's not the god who called you, but me."

Yan Chongyu still used Xiao Yunjian's voice.

Even if Ling Zhi didn't realize what was going on now, he tried his best to calm down.

He looked at Xiao Yunjian lying beside him with a smile on his face, but he was also Xiao Yunjian who hadn't woken up yet.

He asked again, "What's going on?"

Yan Chongyu suddenly poured another cup of tea.

It was Qing Lin who explained everything to Ling Zhi clearly.

Ling Zhi silently looked at Xiao Yunjian beside him, and then tightly grasped his well-articulated hands.

He said, "I'll go into his dream and bring him out."

"How can I get in?" Qinglin sighed, "The Dream God has tried many times, but he returned without success. We can only come out if we rely on Shenjun's own concentration."

Ling Zhi shook his head: "I will definitely bring him out."

He held Xiao Yunjian's hand tightly, and said firmly, "Definitely."

It was a big deal for Ling Zhi to wake up.

It was the dream god who got the letter and came in a hurry.

After questioning, it was confirmed that his cultivation base and life expectancy were all fine.

Only then did he feel relieved, looked at Xiao Yunjian melancholy again, and sighed.

Ling Zhiwu smiled to himself, and looked at Xiao Yunjian with only nostalgia and love in his eyes.

He said, "Don't worry, I will definitely bring him back."

The Oneiroi sighed: "Even I, the Oneiroi, can't enter his dream, so why are you? How can you say that you will be able to enter his dream and bring him out?"

Ling Zhi smiled suddenly, Xiao Yunjian was the only one reflected in his dark eyes.

He squeezed Xiao Yunjian's slender knuckles, and said again: "Because you told me, Dream God, that Ah Jian has me in his dreams, and his dreams should also... only me."

Dream God clicked his tongue, but didn't say anything more.

He just silently gave Ling Zhi a jade ring, and said: "Do you still remember that when you went to the dream of Princess Fuying, you would come back by relying on this jade ring. I don't know if it will be the same this time, but... Anyway, you go first take it."

Oneiroi is also helpless.

Now even a dead horse has become a living horse doctor, always looking for psychological comfort.

He sighed a few more times, and said again: "If it doesn't work, I also believe that Fengshen will definitely come back to our side one day."

Ling Zhi said, "That's how it is."

Mengshen went out the door, and waved at Qinglin again.

Yan Chongyu knew that there was a secret between them that he didn't understand, but he didn't stretch his ears to insist on hearing it.

But after that, it was he who regretted the most for not doing such a snake-like act.

Mengshen said slowly to Qinglin: "Walking five miles east outside the palace is the place you want. I prepared everything last night, alone... only you are left."

Qinglin immediately thanked her, and said: "I can no longer repay His Majesty Mengshen's great kindness. I can only say a few more words of thanks."

Dream God's eyes were a little bit dry, and he just said: "Since it's decided, I just don't know about it."

Qinglin cupped her hands again, and made a big gift to thank you.

Yan Chongyu saw that something was wrong with them, but he was more careful.

He just wanted to follow Qinglin for a while, and see what Qinglin was going to do.

But unexpectedly, Mengshen ordered: "Chong Yu, I don't know what Ling Zhi's move is. In the end, someone still needs to take care of the two of them. Qinglin has not slept for a long time, so I will trouble you."

Yan Chongyu swallowed a mouthful of turbid air, he looked at the relaxed expression on Qinglin's face now.

Even though he was beating the drums from the bottom of his heart, in the end... he still complied.

Ling Zhi also thanked the three of them, and seeing them leave, he lay back on the bed safely.

He put his arm under Xiao Yunjian's head, and rubbed Xiao Yunjian into his arms.

As if wanting to integrate him with himself, he deeply engraved Xiao Yunjian into the bottom of his heart.

He whispered in Xiao Yunjian's ear, "Ajian, wait for me."

Then fell asleep again.

There was nothingness in front of him.

He couldn't see between his five fingers, and his voice calling Xiao Yunjian was even more surrounding him.

There is nothing there, only endless darkness.

Ling Zhi tried to take a few more steps forward, but he couldn't get out of the black sea.

He seemed to be trapped in a strange circle, and he couldn't get out no matter what.

He was a little impatient, but what Xiao Yunjian said to him still lingered in his ears: "Master, calm down."

Ling Zhi sat down cross-legged, and slowly recited the meditation formula in the emptiness of the dream.

He gradually calmed down, the darkness in front of him was still there, but he didn't have so many noisy hearts.

He carefully observed the surrounding scene.

The front, back, left, and right are all black, and it is true that there is no light transmission.

But when he turned the back of his hand, he felt a chill.

is the wind.

But the faint touch made him confirm for a long time before he found the right direction.

Ling Zhi went in that direction, his heart was peaceful.

Even though it was dark all the way, he still kept walking.

Finally shed the blackness of nothingness.

He felt the light on his eyelids, and when he opened his eyes, a little child stretched out his hand towards him.

And holding him in front of him is his senior brother Shen Yaotian who still has white hair and beard.

So this is... "A Jian?"

Ling Zhi suddenly called out, looked at the little Xiao Yun in front of him who was like a milk dumpling, and gave a remonstrance, his clear eyes were wide open.

He said again: "A Jian, it's me."

He took the little Xiao Yunjian over, and he really looked like he couldn't put it down.

Xiao Yun's remonstrance is weaker than his strength, so he can't break free from his imprisonment.

She arched him and said, "Why are you here?"

"If you can come, can I not?" Ling Zhi pinched Xiao Yun Jianshang's still chubby cheeks, and said, "If you don't come, how can you see how cute my family is?"

Xiao Yunjian snorted, grabbed Ling Zhi's hanging hair and exerted all his strength.

Shen Yaotian looked at the scene of the two of them, but was extremely surprised, and said: "I wanted to choose an apprentice for myself. But if he likes you, junior, then he can become his apprentice."

Xiao Yunjian snorted, and suddenly wanted to say "no".

But Ling Zhi first said this sentence for him: "The apprentice chosen by the senior should be the apprentice of the senior."

Xiao Yunjian tugged Ling Zhi with his little hand, half threatening and half aggrieved, "You don't want me anymore?"

Ling Zhi smiled and said, "How could it be? It's just——"

"Trouble senior brother, keep him in my Wujing Peak."

Xiao Yunjian moved to Wujing Peak with Ling Zhi.

He just carried his small body like this for many days.

He was very puzzled: "It's strange this time, why did the other scenes appear very quickly in the previous two times, but this time it stopped at this scene and continued inexplicably."

Ling Zhi frowned: "A Jian, you mean you have encountered such things several times before?"

"Yes." Xiao Yunjian nodded, "It's all about our past."

Ling Zhi asked again, "What's the difference?"

Xiao Yunjian's chubby little face suddenly had some suspicious blush.

He swallowed his saliva, and said: "Yes... I have pressed all the things I have never said to you in the past, and I have said everything."

He really felt a little embarrassed.

Now with such a small body, she wants to express her love to Ling Zhi.

Really embarrassing.

Ling Zhi thought for a long time, and finally said: "So that's the case. Ah Jian, because of my arrival, I replaced Ling Zhi, who would have accepted you as his disciple, and brought things back to the original. Therefore, you never Go back to the previous story."

Xiao Yun said clearly: "Then what should I do? Should I..."

Ling Zhi nodded and said, "Perhaps we can only get out of this dream if we go back in time to the very beginning."

He sighed, and said again: "Ajian, you know that you have been sleepy for a long time. The god of medicine and medicine has healed your wounds, but they can't wake up your thoughts. Everyone, Been waiting for a long time."

Xiao Yunjian opened his mouth, he thought it was just a few scenes from a dream.

He even forgot that this was just a dream, and he was supposed to go out and meet the people he met.

Instead of being in it all the time, going round and round.

He bit his lip, stepped on Ling Zhi's cuff, and said: "Then, please trouble Master, go and take me under your sect now."

Ling Zhi obeyed.

This process is not easy, but in the end they were still rushed farther back.

That's where it all started—

Xiao Yunjian is still the Fengshen who has not been injured in the lower realm.

And Ling Zhi is just a boy from a fishing village by the sea.