The ally leader's stand-in is gone

Chapter 17

Lin Zhouyue slapped Fang Yan's hand away suddenly, and said coldly, "What are you doing!"

The touch between the eyebrows has not dissipated, but compared with this slight touch, the thing that was sent to him in front of the Sea of ​​Consciousness Palace through his spiritual consciousness made him more concerned.

Like a consciousness, or...

"Yanxin." Fang Yan looked at him with a smile, "Most of the spells in this world are not wrong, the ones who use them are wrong."

The art of suppressing the heart...

Lin Zhouyue felt it attentively, Fang Yan didn't use his heart to win his feelings, but passed on the method of using it.

He said, "What do you mean?"

The Wulong Hall was empty and silent, there were no candles in the hall, and the golden water light of Wuwen Pool a little further away was reflected on the roof of the hall, swaying dimly.

Because of Fang Yan's magical fire when he was fighting with the Wu clan, the originally cold climate in the resident became a bit hot, especially in the Wulong Temple, which has never had much wind, it is even more boring.

Fang Yan's face was trapped in this darkness, because his back was facing Wu Wenchi, so he couldn't see it clearly.

"I've thought a lot these days. You're right. I've had a smooth journey. There's nothing I can't get. So I'll try my best to grab what I want."

"But I don't just have desire for you, Zhou Yue, believe it or not, I really like you." Fang Yan's voice carried a little self-deprecating imperceptible, "I didn't realize it at first, but then I used the wrong way , now that you want to make up for it, you probably don’t need it anymore.”

Lin Zhouyue just pretended that Fang Yan was changing the language again, saying that set of rhetoric: "Master Fang's eloquence is getting better and better."

Fang Yan smiled: "Day Moon, let me ask you one last time, if I can promise to be true to each other in the future, are you willing to return to Xianmeng with me?"

It is the most basic condition for a Taoist couple to face each other with sincerity, not a precious bargaining chip. He and Fang Yan have many rifts, and this "sincerity" that is late and mixed with water is really not worth it mesa.

Lin Zhouyue: "Why bother to ask knowingly?"

Fang Yan: "I knew it was the answer."

When Fang Yan leaned back, he sank even more into the darkness, so that Lin Zhouyue could only see a pair of eyes as deep as a deep pool, and the dark clouds covered in them were worse than what he had seen with Fang Yan in 50 years. It's even heavier to add up.

Fang Yan: "Do you remember the first time we met?"

Lin Zhouyue didn't know what tricks Fang Yan was trying to play, so she didn't answer.

Fang Yan didn't mind his silence, and said to himself: "In Lanxiao Town, you mistaken me for an evil spirit and chased me from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain."

Lin Zhouyue: "..."

When such an embarrassing matter was brought up by the person concerned, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Before he was embarrassed for a long time, Fang Yan continued: "Actually, that wasn't the first time I saw you."

Lin Zhouyue was taken aback when she heard the words.

He and Fang Yan have known each other so far, but they have never heard the other party mention it.

He said, "Isn't it the first time?"

Fang Yan: "No, but it hasn't been long."

That was more than 50 years ago.

Fang Yan came to Lanxiao Town on business. As soon as he arrived, he saw a young man in blue with a sword in his hand, splitting the evil spirit into two.

Behind the young man stood two young men, one tall and one short.

The two teenagers narrowly escaped death and thanked the young man again and again, but the young man looked indifferent and only nodded in response, then turned and walked forward.

It seems that he is not good at dealing with people, but he knows etiquette.

Then, the tall boy started to yell at the shorter boy: "You dare to skip Master Zhang's homework, you almost have an accident now."

The short young man embraced the tall young man's arm coquettishly: "I was wrong! Brother, don't tell the master, or the master will hit the palm of your hand!"

……

I don't know which sentence touched the young man, so that an inconspicuous smile suddenly appeared on that indifferent face.

It is as if the night in the wilderness that has been silent for thousands of years slides through a burst of meteors, bright and vivid.

But that smile was too short. Someone walked into the alley beside him, and the young man was obviously well-cultivated. When he realized that he would meet a stranger, his smile quickly subsided, and he returned to his cold and alienated appearance.

So that smile became a subtle secret.

Only when the figure of the young man disappeared at the end of the alley did Fang Yan slowly step out.

He didn't know why the young man laughed just now, but the young man was purely happy.

Like someone who stole candy and was afraid of being discovered, he simply put his hands behind his back, completely unaware that his mouth was still stained with candy.

For example, no matter how deep she pretends to be, the tails of her eyebrows will reveal clues.

Although the curved arc is small, it is clean, pure, and full of appeal.

And he was also inexplicably happy.

Afterwards, he learned that the young man's name was He Zhouyue, and he was the eldest son of the He family who had been lost for many years.

It turned out to be He Xiting's elder brother.

The inexplicable feelings were finally classified.

It was easy for Fang Yan to pursue a monk with little emotional experience.

It didn't take him much thought to tie the person by his side as he wished, coaxing the person to only smile at him.

Unfortunately, one step is wrong, one step at a time.

From the very beginning, Lin Zhouyue had nothing to do with He Xiting.

In the Wulong Hall, the Wulong was dead, and the golden blood flowed all over the ground. It didn't smell bad, but instead had a slightly bewildering fragrance.

Wen Shiqi was separated so far that apart from the strange fragrance, there was only the breathing and heartbeat of Fang Yan and Lin Zhouyue in the square inch of the small table.

Lin Zhouyue listened to all this, and after a while, she just said calmly: "I originally thought that the leader Fang was only good at eloquence, but I never thought that the level of making up stories was also first-rate."

Fang Yan looked at Lin Zhouyue in astonishment, there was really no movement in the clear and comfortable eyes.

He lowered his head and smiled silently.

No matter what he says now, Lin Zhouyue will not believe it.

This is his retribution.

"I originally wanted to take you back forcibly." After taking a deep breath, Fang Yan raised his head, his voice was gloomy, "I can use Yanxin to make you forget everything, and then start over with you, either Lin Ting or Yuan Shi That’s fine, no one wants to rob me.”

Xu Shi saw his sudden alertness, Fang Yan smiled again, trying to ease the tense atmosphere, and explained: "But you will definitely be unhappy, but I can't bear to let go."

Lin Zhouyue's hand holding the teacup paused suddenly: "You tell me to stop my heart..."

Fang Yan: "The emotion that was originally taken away by the heart-suppressing technique will be passed on to the Wulong and turned into energy, so it cannot be regenerated, but now that the Wulong is dead, even if the emotion is taken away by the heart-suppressing technique, it will be like being cut off. A crop of spring grass will grow again one day."

"I admit that I have possessive desire for you, but you can't use possessive desire to deny my liking for you, Zhouyue, do you dare to give it a try?"

"You can use it to win my affection. If you don't believe it once, you can do it twice. If you don't believe it twice, you can do it three times. I will accept whatever I become. Even if I lose all my emotions, as long as I meet you again, I will fall in love with you." you."

Lin Zhouyue's mind turned back and forth.

Fang Yan What does this mean?

Taking a ten thousand step back, even if Fang Yan was sincere to him, wouldn't the previous injuries not count?

Can everything be smoothed out by some "misunderstanding" and "didn't understand before"? !

Fang Yan was the one who chased and moved him back then, it was Fang Yan who wanted to be by his side, it was Fang Yan who chose He Xiting again and again, and it was Fang Yan who asked him to be punished for He Xiting.

Now that Fang Yan has repented, why should he ask him if he dares to give it a try with the appearance of an infatuated seed, to prove to him the so-called "sincerity".

He was angry from the heart, it seemed that Fang Yan made a concession to give him a choice, but inside Fang Yan was still as tough as ever.

Fang Yan was not allowed to worship the statue of the saint before, because he didn't want the other party to be freed easily, but if Fang Yan was obsessed and would rather be a useless person, then he was willing to help make it happen.

As for "I'll still fall in love with you as long as you meet", no matter it's true or not, he won't give Fang Yan a chance.

Lin Zhouyue said coldly: "Do you think I dare not?"

Fang Yan turned his head slightly, and a strand of broken hair on his forehead immediately blocked his eyes, just covering the complexity inside: "Of course you are both daring and willing."

Even if Lin Zhouyue wants to cast spells, Fang Yan deserves to be the person who understands the Wu clan best in the world. All kinds of techniques of suppressing the heart are clearly baked into his cognition, which is the same as the moves and minds he has learned before. , can be used at any time.

However, as soon as he opened his head, Fang Yan grabbed his wrist.

He said coldly: "Regret?"

"No, I just can't wait." Fang Yan said gently, "I have repaired the Shuquanjing, and the Ten Thousand Spirit Tree is still there, but the Ten Thousand Spirit Flower and the Ten Thousand Spirit Mirror will have to wait thousands of years before they can bear fruit. I I want to know what the bond between us is, after I see it, I will let you dispose of it."

Lin Zhouyue withdrew her hand, thought for a moment, but finally did not move again.

Seeing him take a step back, Fang Yan seemed a little happy: "When I come back, I will tell you everything I saw."

"No need, I'm not interested." Lin Zhouyue, "I'm willing to wait because I know that what you want to do will always be done, and it's useless to stop you."

Fang Yan laughed.

Probably because they just had an unpleasant conversation, neither of the two tried to continue the conversation, they waited quietly for Wen Jiansheng to come out of Wuwen Pond together.

In order to calm down the anger, Lin Zhouyue silently recited Yuan Shun's Qingxin Jue in her heart.

But Fang Yan didn't bother, and only cooked a pot of hot tea with a divine fire.

The jumping flame was only the size of a thumb's knuckle, and it couldn't illuminate much at all, and it couldn't warm anything except the pot of hot tea on it.

The scent of tea replaced the bewildering scent of Wulong's blood, and without Fang Yan's disturbance, Lin Zhouyue soon calmed down.

He recalled the conversation just now in his mind, and suddenly found something strange in it.

wrong.

Fang Yan's mind is only much more than his, and the two of them will never win unless Fang Yan actively wants him to play chess.

If Fang Yan's purpose is to make him change his mind, then the art of suppressing his heart is just a way, no matter what happens in the middle, the final result should remain the same.

Even according to what Fang Yan said, even if you forget your feelings, as long as you meet again, you will still be moved again.

He could go back to Yuan Shu in order to avoid all possible possibilities. Anyway, Yuan Shu would close the mountain sooner or later. He could think of it, but Fang Yan couldn't?

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