The ally leader's stand-in is gone

Lin Zhouyue hollowed out the part of the jade hairpin inserted into the hair crown, injected it with poison for paralysis, and the firefly-like water droplets rolled back and forth with Fang Yan's movements.

But Fang Yan seemed to be invisible, and burned the jade hairpin to ashes.

Fang Yan: "Let's go, don't miss the auspicious time."

Lin Zhouyue and Fang Yan walked into the lobby numbly.

A worship of heaven and earth.

The second prostration represents the vacancy of the masters of both parties.

Lin Zhouyue bent down twice, and then stood face to face with Fang Yan.

Fang Yan wore the same wedding dress as him, his thin and powerful waist was clearly outlined by the purple-red belt, and his black hair was neatly crowned together, revealing clear and profound facial features.

Even now, Lin Zhouyue still has to admit that Fang Sheng has a pair of good features, and without saying a word, there is a wave of rippling spring water in his eyes, which can lure the prey to voluntarily drown in it.

He had been deceived many times by these eyes, and later he developed a memory and refused to be fooled, so Fang Yan forced him to lock him in the palace.

Is it because Fang Yan loves him?

No.

It's because he has no power.

If he was strong enough, he would have subdued Fang Yan as early as the moment Fang Yan attacked him, and even if he fell into a trick, he would be able to break out of the encirclement one by one with one sword. Don't worry about the Xianmeng attacking Yuanxie, and don't worry about Fang Yan getting the news Seventeen makes threats.

As long as Fang Yan is killed, he can directly improve his realm while eradicating his inner demons.

His cultivation base will get higher and higher, and when the time comes, ten or eight Fang Yan will come, and there will be nothing they can do about him.

"Day and moon, goodbye." Fang Yan reminded.

Lin Zhouyue looked away, and bowed down slowly with Fang Yan.

This was the first time he worshiped heaven and earth with others, and maybe the last time.

If he succeeds tonight, he will be free and return to his normal life.

If he is defeated... Fang Yan may not kill him, but he will definitely make his life worse than death.

He straightened up.

Fang Yan happened to look at him.

Lin Zhouyue sometimes felt that Fang Yan knew exactly what he was thinking.

But Fang Yan was sure to control him.

It is like the self-confidence and contempt of the superiors in the face of the subordinates.

Fang Yan took a step forward to hold his hand, and led him into the newly furnished bedroom.

Every step of the marriage contract is set in the Chongluan Hall.

It can be regarded as the "consideration" of the hunter to the prey.

The sleeping hall was also full of festivities. The bed the two of them slept in on weekdays was changed from sheets to quilts, and even the veils were changed to red, and jujubes, peanuts, longan, melon seeds and other things were scattered on it.

Lin Zhouyue's mood was complicated, and she couldn't hold back and asked, "Why don't you clean up first?"

Fang Yan hugged him with a smile: "I think the meaning is pretty good."

Lin Zhouyue pushed Fang Yan away, pinched a spell with her fingertips, and made the bed // clean: "What does it mean to have a baby early?"

Fang Yan: "Day Moon has heard of it."

Lin Zhouyue didn't care about Fang Yan's joke, and emphasized: "I'm a man."

Fang Yan: "If Dayue likes children, we can go to the Valley of Miraculous Doctors. I heard that a new medicine has been developed there."

Lin Zhouyue: "Fang Yan!"

"I was wrong." Fang Yan looked amused, and quickly coaxed, "I won't use that kind of thing for you."

Lin Zhouyue secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He almost thought Fang Yan was serious.

……

It can't be serious.

His heart hung up again.

Fang Yan was testing his bottom line with every step, and it was getting more and more excessive. He couldn't have any expectations of this person.

After Fang Yan sat down firmly, Lin Zhouyue moved out a low table from the side and placed it in the middle of the bed, and then placed the jug and wine glasses that had been prepared earlier on the low table.

This is the final step of getting married. The two exchanged their hearts and blood in the wine and drank it, which was a complete ceremony.

At that time, no matter where Lin Zhouyue went, Fang Yan would be able to perceive his position.

Even if he died due to the 64 Heavenly Punishment Thunder Punishments summoned by Feng Ning, his sea of ​​consciousness is still complete and closed. Once the ritual is completed, Fang Yan can still enter his sea of ​​consciousness unimpeded and spy on his secrets.

Similarly, he can also know everything about Fang Yan, but he is not interested in these.

He just wants to protect himself.

No matter how you think about it, the Hejiu of the leader of the Immortal League should be Qiong Lin, who ranks first in the cultivation world, and the second or third.

But what was contained in the wine jug was a species that no one else had heard of - Sichou.

Fang Yan's tone was quite emotional: "The last pot of Sichou, I thought you would never make it again, so I was always reluctant to drink it."

Reluctant to drink.

Lin Zhouyue thought to herself, if the Phoenix Forest hadn't been destroyed, the nostalgia buried underneath would be enough for Fang Yan to drink for several months.

Fang Yan didn't mind his silence, and continued: "Do you know what I was thinking when you chased me from the town to the cliff in Lanxiao Town, when you regarded me as an evil spirit?"

Lin Zhouyue: "What do you think?"

Fang Yan smiled: "I was thinking, this eldest son of the He family is quite cute."

It was the first meeting between the two since they climbed to Tiangu, and it was funny, even Lin Zhouyue couldn't help feeling relieved when he thought of the scene at that time.

It's just that in this world, Fang Yan is probably the only one who thinks he is cute with a cold face and straight moves.

He said: "It's all old things."

Fang Yan: "Yeah, it's been so many years in a blink of an eye. I don't like to look back, but occasionally I feel that it would be great if I could go back to that moment. I won't let you suffer any more."

Lin Zhouyue wanted to look at the wine glasses on the table, but resisted to look at a dark pattern on Xifu: "Fang Yan, it's still too late, I can pretend nothing happened."

Fang Yan: "It's too late, Day and Moon, we can't go back to the past, let's live well in the future."

A small dagger appeared on the table out of nowhere.

Fang Yan: "Did Zhouyue take the blood on his own, or should I help?"

Lin Zhouyue: "I'll do it myself." He took off the scabbard inlaid with vermilion agate, and a cold light flashed by.

Before taking his heart and blood, he finally asked: "Fang Yan, aren't you afraid of regretting it?"

Fang Yan leaned over and held his trembling wrist: "I don't regret it."

Lin Zhouyue closed her eyes, ready to stab her heart.

Just before the tip of the dagger touched Xifu, Fang Yan suddenly held him down: "Wait a minute."

Instead of feeling lucky, Lin Zhouyue had a bad premonition.

Fang Yan squeezed the wine glass and said lightly: "It seems to be dusty, let's change it."

Lin Zhouyue fell into an ice cellar, the blood all over her body congealed in an instant, and her mind went blank for a moment.

Covered by the short chair, he quietly pinched his thigh, and his voice was unexpectedly calm: "Is there any?"

Fang Yan: "It's better to pay attention to the once-in-a-lifetime drink."

Fang Yan stood up from the bed, and found a cabinet familiarly: "I remember there is a wine set in it, hey, where are the wine sets?"

Lin Zhouyue stared at Fang Yan's back, her heart was beating wildly, as if it would burst out of her chest in the next moment.

He said: "Didn't you say that you would replace the inside and outside of the Chongluan Hall with new ones?"

Fang Yan was helpless: "I didn't expect to even change the wine utensils."

Lin Zhouyue pinched out a silver light from her fingertips, which seemed to be a cleansing spell: "It's clean."

Fang Yan went back to the bed and sat down, looking at him curiously: "Chou Yue feels hot?"

He looked up blankly: "Huh?"

Fang Yan wiped the sweat from his temples for him, and said inexplicably, "Still nervous?"

Lin Zhouyue's breath stagnated.

The dagger was clenched tighter and tighter in his palm.

calm.

Be calm.

He pretended to be impatient and slapped Fang Yan away: "If you don't get married, let me go back."

Fang Yan really compromised: "Of course we want to get married."

Lin Zhouyue picked up the jug and was about to pour the wine, but Fang Yan quickly put the wine glass aside, smiled and took out two new cups carved from white jade from the storage bag: "The wine that Changshengxia just sent to Xianmeng It was said to be good for your health, and I planned to give it to you a few days ago, but there were too many things, so I didn't remember it for a while."

Looking at the two brand new jade cups, Lin Zhouyue's breathing became disordered.

Although the thing he painted on the original wine glass was invisible, colorless and tasteless, Fang Yan still found it.

Or maybe Fang Yan knew him too well and could guess his thoughts, so he changed the wine glass just in case, even if he didn't poison him, it wouldn't hurt.

Fang Yan took the jug from his hand and poured it into a jade cup. With his fingers together, he took out a drop of blood and put it into one of the cups.

Seeing him not moving, he said in a harmonious voice, "Day and Moon."

Lin Zhouyue acted as if she hadn't heard it, she still didn't move, she had no chance of winning in a head-to-head confrontation, so she could only poison her.

But even the poisoning was discovered by Fang Yan, what can he do?

If the bond is successful, what will happen to him?

——Reduced to Fang Yan's plaything, relying on flattery and dedication in exchange for daily survival.

Then, he heard Fang Yan sigh, and then his heart ached. Fang Yan took his heart's blood and put it into another cup.

Fang Yan: "Day Moon, you are shaking."

Lin Zhouyue was awakened by Fang Yan.

He stood up abruptly, and almost knocked over the short ones because of his excessive movement.

The jade cup is light and translucent, and the blood from the heart will disperse when it meets the wine, condensing into a hazy pink on the wine surface.

But he just felt hopeless.

He couldn't think of any other way.

Fang Yan moved the short table away, and pulled him to sit down again: "Day and moon, let's drink together." Gentle and unquestionable.

The hall was full of festive colors, and the dancing light of the candles reflected Fang Yan's side face, which was obviously extremely handsome, but Lin Zhouyue seemed to see a murderous ghost.

Saliva ran across his dry throat, he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, he just shook his head palely.

Fang Yan chuckled, picked up the Hejin wine containing his heart and blood, and drank it down in one gulp.

Lin Zhouyue was about to run out while Fang Yan was drinking, but was dragged back to the bed by Fang Yan.//

Fang Yan bullied himself over, but the weight of an adult man made it hard for him to breathe: "Why are you running around? Are you afraid that I will be angry because you put poison on the cup?"

The dangerous atmosphere surrounded Lin Zhouyue, and he knew rationally that he should give in at this moment, as long as he said a few nice words, Fang Yan might not care about him.

But the fear of the future and Fang Yan's deep words made him struggle uncontrollably.

He tried hard to push Fang Yan away, but the other party easily grabbed his wrists and pressed them on top of his head.

Fang Yan looked at him from top to bottom, pampered and helpless: "Don't be afraid, we will soon become Taoist couples, I can still accept this interest."

Hearing the words that she was about to become a Taoist couple, Lin Zhouyue no longer concealed her panic and resistance, and even pleaded in her eyes: "Fang Yan, listen to me, listen to me..."

Unexpectedly, Fang Yan really let him go.

Lin Zhouyue stepped back quickly, and reached the foot of the bed in a few strokes, he spoke quickly: "Fang Yan, you have to give me some time."

Fang Yan: "Day Moon, I gave you a lot of time, and even gave you the opportunity to participate in the arrangement of the marriage, but you didn't grasp it, and I saw through the plan... Winners and losers, losers always have to pay price, isn't it?"

Lin Zhouyue stopped moving.

It turned out that Fang Yan saw everything he did these past few days, even killing his heart, and gave him enough pampering.

It's because he didn't grasp it well.

He buried his head in his knees, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Fang Yan didn't allow him to continue to escape, and forcefully forced him to raise his head: "Day Moon, save some effort, tonight has just begun."

Lin Zhouyue fell into the shadow formed by Fang Yan's broad shoulders, and he heard a crisp sound from his waist, which was the sound of the lock being opened.

He put his hand on Fang Yan's shoulder and said hopelessly, "Where did I go wrong?"

Fang Yan smoothed his frowning brows, and comforted him in a warm voice: "Don't be afraid, Day and Moon will be very happy, and you will be very happy every day in the future."

The earlobe was wrapped by the wet and soft touch, which made Lin Zhouyue involuntarily dodge his head to the side. His sight missed Fang Yan's right arm and landed on an hourglass not far away.

When Xifu slipped into the crook of his arm, he took advantage of Fang Yan's inattention, and suddenly pushed Fang Yan away, trying to leave Xi's bed with his hands and feet.

However, Fang Yan quickly rushed forward and pressed him face down in the soft brocade quilt.

Five or six Jiuze silver rings, large and small, fell to the ground, making a series of crashing sounds that made Lin Zhouyue shudder.

Fang Yan touched his ankle as a warning: "Drink the Heying wine first, and then Zhouyue can run around in the palace as you like."

He shook his head frantically and struggled again: "I won't drink! Fang Yan, kill me if you have the ability! You have the ability to be a corpse!"

Fang Yan pinched his neck and held him in his arms, and answered irrelevantly: "Should I drink it by myself, or should I feed you?"

Lin Zhouyue grasped the shackles between his throats with both hands, the lack of oxygen made him open his mouth unconsciously.

He couldn't make a sound, and a physiological teardrop fell from the corner of his eye, but he still resisted desperately.

The jade cup was held in Fang Yan's hand, getting closer and closer to him.

Fang Yan: "Day Moon, I love you."

But I hate you.

Fang Yan, I hate you.

Lin Zhouyue blushed from holding back, but even in extreme pain, he still stared at the hourglass not far away.

At the same time that the lower lip touched the coolness of the jade cup, the last gravel passed through the passage.

The shackles on his throat were loosened suddenly, Fang Yan's heavy panting came from behind, the wine glass slipped down, and the wine stains splashed all over his body.

Lin Zhouyue's eyes were instantly clear, without any hesitation, he immediately pulled out Chuixiao from the void, turned around and stabbed Fang Yan's heart.

Blood gushed out from the edge of the sword, dyeing the brocade even brighter.

Fang Yan lay in the bright and grand flowers, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Lin Zhouyue took a big mouthful of fresh air, and the smell of blood spread into his nostrils. He wiped the blood stained on the side of his face, and rubbed heavily on Fang Yan's bare//exposed neck, like a deep and winding sword mark.

Holding the hilt of Chuixiao sword, he looked down at Fang Yan condescendingly: "Win the king and lose the bandit."

A mouthful of blood also flowed from Fang Yan's lips, and he murmured, "It's not wine, it's not a wine glass... Your heart's blood?"

Lin Zhouyue didn't expect Fang Yan to be so smart at this moment, and replied: "Yes, this poison is specially used to deal with the fire root, and it has no harm to other spiritual roots. It's a pity that your cultivation base is too deep, and the effect is slow. some."

The jade hairpin is only used to confuse Fang Yan. As for the poison on the wine glass, it is best to succeed, and Fang Yan can relax his vigilance if he fails.

His greatest hope has always been the poison in his body. When he went down the mountain, Senior Sister Suyun stuffed him with a bunch of things, which happened to be useful now.

Fang Yan: "So you were just delaying time."

Lin Zhouyue: "Yes. Although this medicine can't kill you, it can at least make you immobile for a stick of incense."

Fang Yan rolled his eyes: "One stick of incense is enough to kill me ten or eight times."

"Fang Yan, Xuanling Dao Body, Yuan Chen has it, and the spell to activate the ladder to heaven, Yuan Chen also has it." Lin Zhouyue looked at Fang Yan without any expression, "Since you are so concerned about the cultivation world, I will fulfill your righteousness .”

The Chuixiao sword pierced Fang Yan's chest, and nailed Fang Yan to the wedding bed. With Fang Yan's cultivation, this blow was not fatal, but it could make Fang Yan a lot weaker.

Lin Zhouyue let go of Chuixiao, and the spiritual power gathered in her palm.

He wanted to draw out Fang Yan's spiritual root.

The spiritual root is the lifeblood of a monk. When the first inch of the spiritual root was pulled out of the body, even Fang Yan couldn't help but groan.

Each spiritual root has its own color.

Fang Yan is a fire spirit root, so it is naturally dazzling red.

The light gradually illuminated the entire hall, and in the red light everywhere, Lin Zhouyue recalled scenes of the past.

Those humiliation, resentment, anger, all strong emotions gradually calmed down as Fang Sheng's life passed.

The spiritual power seal that Fang Yan set on him also quickly collapsed, and he quickly recovered to the level of the late stage of leaving his body.

However, his rising cultivation didn't stop there, and the demons in his heart were no longer a hindrance, becoming like a layer of window paper as thin as cicada's wings.

He rushed forward in Fang Yan's pain and was distracted.

Those spiritual energies that tormented him day and night due to excessive savings surging in his body continued to erupt.

In the early days,

Mid-term,

He even climbed to the late stage of distraction within the time of a stick of incense!

The new realm made Lin Zhouyue perceive the surroundings wider and clearer, and he could already feel the sound of every young leaf being born on the mountain where the Chongluan Palace is located.

He is strong and free.

When the last inch of spiritual root was pulled away from Fang Yan's body, the majestic and dignified leader of the fairy alliance was pale, lying in the mud mixed with sweat and blood, only a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes still looked at Lin Zhou unchanged moon.

Lin Zhouyue said indifferently: "Do you have any last words?"

"Win the king and lose the bandit, let alone die in the hands of the moon, I am willing." Fang Yan's voice was extremely weak, as if he would die in the next moment, and he waited for a long time before he finally continued, "It's up to me to ascend the ladder to heaven." The spiritual root is activated, Dayue, will you think of me when you ascend?"

Lin Zhouyue turned her head and thought for a while, her eyes were indifferent: "Maybe."

Fang Yan: "If you can, come and take a look at my tomb when you ascend...I want to try it in the coming year."

Lin Zhouyue: "Okay."

Fang Yan showed a satisfied smile, and raised his right hand with all his strength, as if to touch Lin Zhouyue's cheek.

But at the moment before it was about to meet, it suddenly stopped for some reason, and after a short period of stagnation, it slammed back into the mud and never lifted up again.

Lin Zhouyue's eyelids trembled.

He heard a star fall from the sky.

The author has something to say: I feel that the mood of this plot is not easy to break, so I just finished writing a chapter with a burst of words.

And then there's not a single drop left.lie flat.