I rely on tea and lotus to save Master

As usual, he would definitely discuss it with Gu Jianhan.But now Gu Jianhan doesn't know when he will wake up, they can't afford to wait.

A slight injury to Hua Nongying in the Mirror Prison would endanger Gu Jianhan's life, not only would Gu Jianhan be hurt by this, but he would also be very distressed.He does often feel that Gu Jianhan is fragile, but at the same time he also knows that he is one of the best high-level monks in the Three Realms today, and he is not so easy to be hurt, but the appearance of Hua Nongying broke their originally peaceful life.

Only then did he realize that even if one's cultivation level is as high as his master's, there will be times when he will be vulnerable.When he was trembling in his arms, many thoughts flashed through Wen Yan's mind, or sorrow, or guilt, and too much helpless pain——

If there is anything good or bad about Gu Jianhan, he will let everyone involved be buried with him...including himself.

He didn't know where his self-confidence and confidence came from, but at that moment, the desire was so strong that it almost grabbed his reason and controlled his limbs. Fortunately, Gu Jianhan was safe and sound in the end, otherwise he didn't know if he could get out of it. I woke up from the bewitching sound that echoed like the abyss.

That was a cruel thought buried deep in his heart that he could not express.Sometimes he feels that he has changed a lot, he seems not to laugh as much as before, and he is not as kind as before. In order to seek self-protection and protect his master, he seems to be about to destroy his former appearance with his own hands.

There seems to be nothing to be sorry for, he thought, the previous appearance was just a foolish dull boy, stumbling around, empty-handed.

When Wen Yan turned into a wisp of amber smoke in Gu Jianhan's arms, he quickly pulled the pillow that was exactly the same as his and stuffed it into his arms.This trick of the golden cicada's shelling is actually not good enough, it is not enough to look at in front of Gu Jianhan, but at this time his vigilance is below the lower limit, and he did not expect Wen Yan to be able to melt smoke, because it is a technique only for Mahayana practitioners , carried forward by Chunjing.

Wen Yan patted the back of Gu Jianhan's hand reassuringly for a while, and only after he slowly relaxed his brows did he turn his eyes on himself.He found a mirror and stared silently at the intricate taotie patterns on his body. Because it was a ferocious beast, it looked particularly ferocious and terrifying, as if it was about to jump out of him and start a killing spree. It was full of coercion, similar to a picture Too realistic tattoos.

Such an ancient ferocious beast pattern, ordinary people should not be able to suppress it, if you encounter a weaker person, you will be controlled by it if you don't get its backlash.If there is no problem with his memory, then why should he live with it as a native modern person, originally a small Nascent Soul cultivator.

Wen Yan stared quietly at himself in the bronze mirror, there was actually no luster in those amber eyes, the starlight from the past seemed to have all settled down and fell into the dark and deep eyes.His demeanor has always been gentle and bright, reminiscent of the warm sunshine, as if he came here from a far away place, passing through the damp and thick sea of ​​clouds, and also across the unspeakable past.

However, with such a gentle temperament, at this moment, it faintly overwhelmed the piece of Xuan Qing who was spreading his teeth and claws.He was not wearing any clothes on his upper body, but he could clearly see how the piece of black blue spread over his smooth and strong muscles. After watching for a long time, he still felt an inexplicable sense of harmony, as if he had buried those times when he had nothing, which indicated that turning his hands into clouds Hand for the coming day of rain.

But for some reason, he was not happy.

Wen Yan didn't have time to think about it, so he just put on his clothes lightly. He didn't wear those yellow and white high-level disciple kendo uniforms, because they were too eye-catching, and he could tell he was from the Qingxu Sect at a glance.Gu Jianhan customized a lot of private clothes for him. He didn't wear a few of them. He would sweat a lot during practice. He was worried about getting those clothes dirty, and those kendo clothes were enough to wear.

He knows that Gu Jianhan puts great effort into buying clothes for him, which is why he cherishes those clothes so much. In the past, he would not have cared so much about these things outside of him.But it's one thing to know that he puts his heart into it, and when he really rummaged through each piece, he discovered that there are actually hidden secrets inside.

He also turned to the end only to find that there was an ice-blue dress with flowing cloud patterns embroidered with the word "Yan" in ancient style on the cuffs, which was crooked and unsightly.A certain string in his head seemed to be touched, so he turned over the cuffs of all his clothes before, and all of them, without exception, were embroidered with the word "Yan" in ancient azure, and some of the blue silk threads were stained a little. The bloodstains that are not too obvious, and some "Yan" characters are already embroidered beautifully. Although they are not as good as Gu Jianhan's calligraphy, they can still be called delicate and elegant.

Wen Yan didn't know what was going on in his heart at that moment, he just slowly turned his head and glanced at Gu Jianhan, he was sleeping soundly with that pillow in his arms, and there was a look similar to nostalgia on his face.Wen Yan's nose suddenly became sore, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down several times, but he finally resisted the desire to go forward and hug him to sleep peacefully.

He also has things to confirm and complete alone, and he can't wait for a moment.

"Master." He called very softly, wanting to talk to him but afraid of waking him up, "I love you."

"Sleep well, and after waking up, everything will be solved."

"Trust me again, okay?"

Before the words were finished, there was a smell of "a pillow of yellow beams" in the bamboo house. This was the requiem incense that Dong Zhixue gave to Gu Jianhan, and Gu Jianhan gave him again.He put the incense burner on the spring bench, about three feet away from Gu Jianhan, this distance would still have a hypnotic effect.

After changing into his night clothes, he put away his disciple's badge and put it in the hidden box. Before leaving, he looked at Gu Jianhan by the couch for a while, and finally he kissed Gu Jianhan between his brows, and put his soul, which was also sleeping soundly, into peace. Bring back his altar.

As if Gu Jianhan felt something, he suddenly raised his hand to grab it, Wen Yan dodged very quickly, so there was only a little flowing air left for him.Wen Yan thought he was awake, and didn't know how to explain it, so he lowered his head and waited for a while, but there was no movement. When he looked up, he was still asleep.

What was the reason for the action just now?

Wen Yan was afraid that if he continued to think about it, he would not be able to step through this door today.

He raised his hand to strengthen the enchantment of Luoxing Pavilion, and very smoothly, he added a layer of amber complex halo outside the barrier of Lengyue.It's just that the amber is no longer pure, but mixed with strands of black mist in the brightness. He reached out and touched those things, and saw them rushing towards his fingertips together, but the black mist entered his body well. There was no discomfort, just like when he first picked up the Heaven Rank Flying Luan and Phoenix Crying Bow, it seemed that they were born from the same origin from the very beginning.

Wen Yan felt the mellow and majestic spiritual power in his body. He was able to control it well for his use. He didn't need time to get used to it, and he didn't need to practice it deliberately. It was like the memory and ability innately engraved on the soul. One of the reasons why he dared to enter the secret realm of the devil world alone.

He lit a seventh-order teleportation talisman, only had time to glance back at Gu Jianhan, and disappeared in the same place the next moment, and when he opened his eyes again, everything in front of him changed.

He stood at a narrow entrance, the more he walked in, the more flat and open it became, and after a few more steps, he could see the sky again.Although it is a secret place in the demon world, it does not have the cruel and gloomy so-called "devil" at all. Instead, it is a beautiful scene of spring, with birds and butterflies flying around, flowers contending for fragrance, fishermen singing in harmony, and tourists like weaving... It looks like a season of four seasons Ruchun's Xanadu, if you don't tell him that this is a secret place of the demons, he may think that this is a resort.

Even so, Wen Yan still walked unhurriedly, watching the six directions with his eyes, listening to all directions, carrying the Kongming Sword behind him, and the Feiluan Fengming Bow in his kit bag, not daring to relax his vigilance for a moment.

None of the "people"... seemed to see him.

Time is limited, he needs to go straight to the heart of the formation.

But where is the heart?

Wen Yan was about to use the broken array to investigate, but a mournful voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Little brother...help me"

Wen Yan's head felt like it was exploding for a moment, and he subconsciously supported the dry and warm tree trunk beside him, wondering who and where the voice came from.

The only one who would call him this embarrassing name and never change after repeated admonitions was his classmate Duan Yin who wore black-rimmed glasses like him.It seems that there is such a thing... He gave him a sound transmission talisman, saying that if you really need help with something urgent, you can find him.

But why at this time?

While sacrificing the broken array to explore the center of the array, he followed the trail of spiritual power left by the sound transmission talisman to find Duan Yin's whereabouts.When necessary, he is indeed faced with a choice and must make a choice, and the options have already been determined, but it is not yet time to make a choice. If possible, he also wants to make a statement.

The cry just now was so miserable.

They came from one place, had no grievances, and had a fate that was too short-lived. The reunion in the cultivation world was as likely as blind turtle driftwood. It would be difficult for him to completely ignore Duan Yin's life and death. do it.

"I have something to do now, where are you, I will ask a senior to save you"

What Mo Wuya was waiting for was his reply.

The next moment, a white and thin red-shirted student rushed over from the grass, followed by a scavenging bear, who didn't look like a spirit beast at all, and there was no spiritual power fluctuation on his body.It took Wen Yan only a moment to react from seeing him, but a ghost grass was already placed on the arrow rest, and the next moment it pierced through the air and pierced straight into the carrion bear's body.

The sound of the huge monster falling to the ground attracted the attention of many people, and tourists began to gather here. At the same time, the pointer of the broken formation disk pointed to the southeast.

Wen Yan put away his bow and walked towards the southeast, Jing didn't intend to stay or catch up with Duan Yin.He is tall and has long legs, and it is always very difficult for others to chase him when he is on the road without distraction.

"Thank you." He straightened the felt cap on his head and asked out of breath, "Can, can you... give me a ride?"