After securing the script of the villain Taoist

"Squeak..." Sang Yuan pushed the heavy bedroom door open from the outside.

"His Royal Highness." The only two servants knelt on the ground, and when they saw him coming in, they bent over and whispered.

Sang Yuan has long been used to the identity of His Royal Highness, and waved them out as usual.

As the dorms were closed, there was silence in the huge dormitory.

"Qi Ning'an?" He called out in a low voice, but seeing no one answered, he had no choice but to raise his feet and move on.

The bedroom belonging to His Royal Highness is very large, and Sang Yuan knew this. The words that Tiandao of the Canglan Realm said to him appeared in his mind inappropriately, but his footsteps were not slow, and he stopped in front of the bright yellow gauze tent.

What the hell are you doing here? In broad daylight, I'm just waiting to put down the bright yellow gauze curtain that I used to hide the candlelight when I slept at night.

He didn't think much about it, and quickly walked through the bright yellow gauze curtains that overlapped with peaks, and came to the inner room of the bedroom, which was the place where he used to rest.

Just as Sang Yuan lifted up a gauze curtain, he was still thinking about what happened to these servants today, why these gauze curtains were put down, making people feel vaguely in a haze.

But when he opened the last gauze curtain and finally saw the scene in front of him clearly, he was so frightened that he took two steps back.

On the bed where His Royal Highness slept, Qi Ning'an was bound hands and feet, covered his mouth and nose, he tilted his head just in time to meet his gaze.

Sang Yuan understood why Donglai would say that Qi Ning'an promised not to run away.

If it is tied like this, unless the sword master's memory is revived, with the current mortal Qi Ning'an, he can only be slaughtered.

Meeting his gaze, Sang Yuan's pupils suddenly shrank, knowing that Dong Lai had misunderstood what he meant, and an inexplicable guilt flashed in his heart.But in a flash, what this guy did to him yesterday flashed, and he became bold again.

"Hmph." He raised his chin slightly and walked to the bed, raised his eyebrows and looked down at him, "Why didn't you run away?"

Seeing that he only opened his eyes and did not make a sound, he sneered again and deliberately asked: "Aren't you going to find Lord Jian?"

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, Qi Ning'an struggled, but unfortunately his mouth was gagged and he could only make a sound of "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu".

On the spacious and bright yellow palace bed, the Sword Lord, who was unrivaled in the blue world in the past, was lying on it without any resistance.Xu Shi was emotional, his face flushed slightly, his eyebrows that were about to fly into his temples were slightly twisted, and he looked like he was being slaughtered.

Sang Yuan glanced at the rope on his body, and his eyes stayed on his sealed lips. An illusion that could suppress the Sword Lord appeared, and he swallowed instinctively.

This kind of Qi Ning'an seems to be extraordinarily beautiful and delicious.

He stood in front of the bed and looked at it for a while, and finally tore off Qi Ning'an's gag, and said, "Xu Shi Donglai misunderstood me, don't mind."

Qi Ning'an gave him a slanted look, and said a word lightly and clearly: "Heh."

Obviously, they don't believe that this can be done in the prince's bedroom, it would be a mere idea from the east.

"You don't believe it?" Sang Yuan saw his thin lips tightly pursed, and she felt teasing, "I heard that you went to find Jianjun? Did you find it?"

"Do you want to know who Jian Jun is?" A narrow smile appeared in his eyes, he reached out and touched Qi Ning'an's face, and after getting a cold look from the other party, he continued, "Let me tell you."

Sure enough, although Qi Ningan remained silent, his eyes were fixed on him.

Sang Yuan became playful, leaned over to his ear, and asked, "Qi Ning'an, are you jealous?"

The warm breath rushed into his ears, no matter how cold he looked, his ears turned red in an instant.

"No." Qi Ning'an said calmly, he tried to break free from the rope on his body, but unfortunately he couldn't figure it out after struggling a few times, and instead made himself out of breath.

After confirming that he really can't move around, Sang Yuan thinks this is a good opportunity to wake up his memory.

He has decided to wake him up according to the fusion of spirit and soul that Canglan Realm said, but before that, he has to do something else.

After all, except for now, this kind of opportunity to suppress him may be hard to come by in the future.

"Really?" Sang Yuan sat on the edge of the bed with an expression of disbelief, twiddled with his fingers boredly at the ends of his hair, and said with a chuckle, "Hey, you said Sword Lord, he is really the best in the world. A rare man."

Although it was daytime, many candles were lit in the heavily curtained bedroom.Sang Yuan looked at him with a smile, and the warm and bright candlelight shone on his face, making the originally soft and delicate face more beautiful, and the natural peach eyes were slightly raised, which contained a bit of affection.

But this affection was born because of the Sword Lord in his mouth.

Qi Ning'an only felt his temples twitching, as if something was coming out of the back of his mind, but he was suppressed by some kind of force, and the contradiction made him panic.

He was sitting in front of the bed, his wide sleeves were just hanging down beside him, the dark embroidered gold on it glistened under the light, creating a hazy veil for the people in front of him.

"Sword... Jun..." Qi Ning'an's voice was very cold, he was clearly at a disadvantage, but the words he asked were extremely forceful, "Do you like him?"

Jealousy almost burned his mind, he forgot even his honorific title, he just stared at Sang Yuan's chin, as if he was waiting for the final verdict.

Sang Yuan didn't answer, a few strands of waterfall-like black hair fell on the side of Qi Ning'an's ear, he sighed, and kissed the other's cool lips lightly, his warm breath fell on his face On the other hand, when the other party's cold jaw tightened more and more, he said with a smile: "I like you, okay?"

Qi Ningan's pupils shrank suddenly, and there seemed to be thousands of thoughts in his mind, like the fire hidden under the glacier eager to break through the ice.The two were too close, almost sticking together, he moved uncomfortably, trying to release the bondage.

"Don't move." Sang Yuan dropped two words, and then the two of them pressed their eyebrows together.

Even though he had done that kind of thing to Sang Yuan boldly and boldly, when the two really got close, Qi Ning'an blushed awkwardly and froze there, not daring to move.

Could it be that His Highness wants to take revenge?

As soon as this thought came out, no matter how calm he was, his face was instantly covered in red like fire, and even his fingers trembled slightly.

No longer caring about the authenticity of this guess, he almost held his breath before saying: "It's all... all up to you."

Sang Yuan, who had just confirmed the connection between the two people's sea of ​​consciousness, straightened up and looked at him suspiciously: "Really?"

It took most of Qi Ning'an's strength to say that sentence, he closed his eyes, lay there motionless, and let out a muffled "hmm" after a while.

"That's fine, you cooperate with me first." Afraid that he would ask too many questions and it would be difficult for him to answer, Sang Yuan reminded him, "You will know afterward."

afterwards?Qi Ning'an's ears turned red all of a sudden, and he lay there nervously and didn't speak.

Sang Yuan didn't doubt that he was there, and flicked his wish force on the rope, and then easily untied him, saying: "Don't sleep yet, sit up."

"Sit...sit up?" Qi Ning'an opened his eyes, a little puzzled, whether he was concerned about the person in front of him, he said after deliberation, "Your Highness, this will hurt you."

"It will hurt you."

By the blood pool in the Underworld, when he desperately needed relief but couldn't find a way, Qi Ning'an once told him so.

Sang Yuan's face turned red all of a sudden, the jade-colored red was extraordinarily gorgeous, and his tone was fierce: "Get up as soon as I tell you, why are you talking so much!"

Being able to say that sentence just now is already the thickest time Qi Ning'an has ever been in this reincarnation. Seeing his "impatient" look, he can only agree first, but in his heart he is thinking about waiting until that step It's better to be as gentle as possible.

He sat up as required, and his voice was hoarse when he spoke: "Your Highness, I'm fine."

Sang Yuan always felt that Qi Ning'an's words were a bit strange, and even the atmosphere between the two was strange.But he couldn't think of a reason for the moment, and decided to wake up his memory with the soul fusion first.

"Get closer to me." Seeing that Qi Ning'an froze there after finishing speaking, he said dissatisfiedly, "Come here."

Qi Ningan was silent for a few breaths, and slowly uttered a word: "Okay."

It's just that the expression on his face was a little helpless, as if he was carefully pampering Sang Yuan.

Sang Yuan was only satisfied when their legs touched each other and their breaths merged and lingered.

"you......"

Before Qi Ning'an could finish speaking, Sang Yuan used the power of his wish as a blade to cut a gash, wiped it between his brows in the blink of an eye, and did not forget to tell him: "Don't move."

Then, he placed the palm of his other hand on Qi Ningan's dantian, guiding out the sword intent in his dantian.

"You are..." When the matter developed to this point, no matter how dull Qi Ning'an was, he could tell that this was obviously not an imaginary "revenge" on himself.

"Sword Lord." Under the surprised gaze of the other party, Sang Yuan sighed quietly, and after withdrawing his fingers, the two of them once again touched their eyebrows.

His voice was light and long, as if trying to wake up a sleeping person.

"Wake up quickly."

The surrounding space froze in an instant, those familiar or unfamiliar scenes were quickly reversed, and even the faces of everyone in Qi Ningan's memory were frozen in a moment of joy and anger.

The slight tingling in his dantian reminded him that the fantastic scene around him was real, and there was a soft and familiar breath of power along the center of his brows deep into his mind.

The Dao power given to Sang Yuan by the Canglan Heavenly Dao was fully used at this moment, and most of the Dao Power formed a protective shield of the laws of the Dao of Heaven, resisting the power of reincarnation of the Tiancan Life and Death Formation.

And another small part of Dao power merged with his wish power, fused into a golden light and projected into Qi Ning'an's sealed sea of ​​consciousness.

"Don't resist me." Sang Yuan felt the unease and trembling of the mortal Qi Ning'an, and held his free hand with his generous palm, "Relax."

Even though Qi Ning'an didn't know what he was doing, he just believed him inexplicably, even though the scene the two of them experienced was absurd and weird in his current cognition.

When the protective shield formed by Dao Power couldn't help resisting the power of reincarnation, he subconsciously let go, and the rich golden light took the opportunity to enter, instantly sinking into his sea of ​​consciousness.

The spirits and souls of the two merged at this moment, causing trembling one after another.Sang Yuan's whole body softened, and Qi Ning'an subconsciously followed him and embraced him in his arms.

[Yaoguangfeng Sword Lord Qi Ning'an is extremely gifted in swordsmanship, he is the No. Later, she was forced to marry a casual cultivator, and her Dao heart gradually collapsed, until she finally exhausted her soul and gave the Heavenly Dao sword, and the world in the book collapsed ever since. 】

This is the end of his previous life.

【He slept unconsciously, his jet-black hair was scattered behind his head. The black hair and the red quilt were originally a rich color, but when they were put together, his face was as bright as white jade, and his complexion was clear and not cold. 】

This is the first time he saw Sang Yuan.

......

Countless images flashed through my mind, but the ones that flashed the most were the red plums that I brought back to Sang Yuan after every sword practice in Yaoguang Peak, the Tianyan Sword and the underground cave he found for himself. The scene of the hot spring making people blush and heartbeat, the first time in the flying boat that he deliberately showed his willingness to succeed in front of Sang Yuan, and the sound of dragging the fairy chain by the blood pool in the underworld for five days and five nights... .

Also, his company after the fall of Samsara Anguo, and the days and nights of the East Palace in this life.

Even when he was closed by the formation and cultivated his memory, he ate his own jealousy and willingly knelt down to please him...

The sea of ​​consciousness was forced to open, and the breath belonging to Sang Yuan flowed into the ocean like a stream, melting into his soul.

The bright moonlight finally dispelled the darkness for him. The moment his soul was touched, Qi Ning'an instinctively didn't fight back, but his soul stuck to it instead.

The edges of the souls of the two slowly merged, and this level was enough for him to restore his cultivation and memory.But his soul seemed to think it wasn't enough, and in the end he was entangled and counterattacked.

"Hmm..." Sang Yuan couldn't help but overflow his voice.

His soul was forcibly invaded, and those surges of love and possessiveness trembled in his heart like rapidly growing vines, making him tremble uncontrollably.

For the first time, Qi Ning'an's emotions hidden under the ice layer spewed out like magma, unreservedly revealed in his soul.

These strong and hot emotions came too fast and too fast, covering Sang Yuan's mind almost instantly, turning him into a wave, which could only float along with the deep sea water.

Consciousness gradually blurred, his face was as gorgeous as a demon, he tried to open his eyes, stretched out his limp hands to grab the hem of his clothes, and murmured: "Qi Ning'an, don't be here..."

"Yeah." After the memory came back, Qi Ning'an's eyes were full of unstoppable lust.

The Tianyan sword appeared in his hand again, and the sword sang softly, as if congratulating.

A sword energy shot out with the momentum of piercing through the air, the snow-white sword light was like lightning piercing through the darkness in an instant, breaking through the formation of reincarnation with an invincible sword intent.

......

Inside the temple, everyone held their breath and looked anxiously at the formation redrawn with top-quality spar on the ground.

The strange thing is that besides the branch of Tianji Sect and Earth, there are quite a few people from other sects who came to the temple this time, but only Si Zishi, who is under Huoyan Daoist's seat, came to Xuantian Sect.

Sitting in front of the formation, Tianjiyun, the person in charge of the branch of Tianji Sect, the sweat dripping from his forehead shows that his heart is not as calm as it appears on the surface.

"Can you guys do it?" Fei Le was annoyed by the feeling of hope being broken again and again, and said impatiently, "If you can't, just get someone else!"

Si Zishi looked slightly angry, and immediately said bluntly: "It's just a casual cultivator, how dare you act wild in front of us?"

Fei Le looked at him coldly, and replied: "What's wrong with loose cultivators? Huo Yan is still your elder, why don't you still harm fellow sects for your own benefit? Is this the difference between you and casual cultivators?"

"Shut up!" Si Zishi was so angry that his face turned blue, and he argued immediately, "It's a ridiculous joke. Could it be that my master will put Lord Jian in danger? You are slandering!"

If he hadn't remembered Sang Yuan's previous instructions to conceal his identity as a phoenix beast, Fei Le would have thrown a phoenix fire over him long ago, so why would he still be chatting with him here.

"Fei Le." Chang Qing tugged his sleeve lightly, shook his head in disapproval, and said in a low voice, "It's very strange. Only Si Zishi came to Xuantianmen, and I sent a message to Master and there was no news. , don't provoke them."

Fei Le was about to say more, when he heard Chang Qing continue: "We'd better wait here and wait for them to come out."

This sentence calmed him down, nothing is more important than Sang Yuan coming out safely.

But Si Zishi didn't intend to let him go. Seeing that he didn't speak, he thought he was weak, so he said bluntly on the spot: "I think you deliberately slandered our Xuantianmen, and Changqing, you white-eyed wolf, even protected him. In this way, I will clean up the two of you together."

As the accidents happened one after another, Fei Le had long since lost his good temper, and only because of Sang Yuan's comfort, he refrained from speaking out.

It wasn't until Si Zishi called out the magic weapon that Tian Jiyun scolded: "Is it time to fight?"

As for what the young man said earlier about Huoyan Daoist's entrapment of Sword Lord, because the Yi Rou he was talking about had not appeared for a long time, no one believed it because it was too bizarre.

Tian Jiyun's words were still useful, Si Zishi looked at Fei Le and the two with hatred, and had to stand on the other side, but his eyes swept over the two of them from time to time.

Tian Jiyun got up, and other monks who practiced formation gathered around to discuss together.

"The Tiancan life-and-death formation belongs to the ancient formation, and it is very mysterious." He looked serious. They have been solving here for two days, not to mention solving the formation, and even have no clue about the operation principle of this formation. "According to records, This formation was originally set up by the Great Demon, if it wasn't for the Golden Immortal cultivation level, it would be difficult to get out of the formation."

He looked at the formation on the ground, feeling a pity in his heart: "We really can't do anything, although we don't know why Sword Lord is trapped in this formation, but the probability of getting out of the formation is estimated to be slim."

Not to mention Jinxian, no one has ascended in the entire Canglan Realm for a long time.

No one believed what Feile said about what Yu Feichen and Huoyan did, but they believed in Tianjiyun's judgment on this formation.

It's a pity that a generation of sword lords should fall here quietly.

Tian Jiyun's words fell into the ears of those present, Si Zishi's eyes flickered, and he quietly took two steps back.

If he wanted to bring this news back to the sect, Elder Chengfeng would have plans.

"Impossible!" Even though he knew the danger of this formation, Ke Feile refused to believe that Sang Yuan would die inside with Qi Ning'an.

Changqing stood there with a pale face, his fingers holding the cloak turned white, and his whole body was crumbling.

Just when the others were about to exit the temple, a dazzling white light suddenly appeared in the formation that had not moved at all.

The air was silent for a moment, and before everyone had time to react, two embracing figures slowly appeared in front of them in the white light.

At the same time, overwhelming sword intent struck.