When the protagonists and villains become bamboo horses

In terms of age, Yan Yu is already 24 years old this year, but his appearance has been maintained at around 20 years old, handsome and wild.

He combed a head of black hair casually a few times, a few strands of hair hung unruly in front of his eyes, showing a bit of careless laziness, his neck was slender like jade, his complexion was as pale as paper, and half of his face was blocked by the shadow cast by his arms. It's hard to see his expression.

Sitting next to him, Xie Zhiwei took out the yellowed storybook from his arms, intending to continue reading.

However, in a daze, he unconsciously turned his eyes sideways to look at Yan Yu who was lying down, and vaguely felt that this person's eyebrows seemed a little familiar.

In the past years, it seems that there was also a person who chose a cool grassland under the shade of a tree in a moment of leisure in the afternoon, and lay quietly beside him, while he held a book and read it silently.

Xie Zhiwei suddenly had a terrible idea in his heart.

He didn't dare to think about it, his whole body seemed to fall into an extremely cold abyss, and the blood in his whole body was almost congealed.

He couldn't help closing his eyes, his lips trembling, and forcibly suppressed that thought.

In Xie Zhiwei's heart, Wu Ming is a pure white flower born in the sun. He is kind, tenacious, brave, and optimistic, and he has gathered all the good qualities that Xie Zhiwei can think of.

Like the bright moon in the cold night sky, not stained by a speck of dust.

But Yan Yu is the opposite of pure white, arrogant and arrogant, with blood on his hands and full of sins.

If such two people are connected, then Wu Ming will no longer be pure and beautiful.

As if tainted...

Xie Zhiwei couldn't accept such a thing.So, he took a deep breath, calmed down, and let go of all his thoughts.

Under the water-filled waterfall, Xie Shi frowned, concentrating spiritual power in his eyes, carefully observing the direction of the spiritual power of the formation.

While watching, he swung the spirit blade with the long sword in his hand, destroying every corner of the formation.

Soon, he reached the last step.

I saw this fair-skinned and handsome young man seal his hands, move his lips, and let out a low voice: "Break!"

He was full of confidence, but the waterfall only trembled once, like a ripple caused by a stone falling into the water, and then there was no more movement.

Xie Shi was stunned, and was a little puzzled for a while.

He tried his best to recall his steps of dismantling the formation, and found no mistakes or omissions.

"It shouldn't be, did I overlook something?" He muttered to himself.

Hearing the movement here, Yan Yu opened his eyes, sat up from the stone slab, and came to Xie Shi's side in a flash.

He patted his shoulder, smiled slightly, and said loudly: "You have done a good job. It is this formation that has rotted itself and become incomprehensible."

Xie Shi nodded with a vague understanding.

"Leave it to me next."

As Yan Yu said, he cut his palm, and the bright red blood flowed out, condensing into a blood sword.

This blood sword exudes a long aura, which seems to be full of power.

With a sound of "whoosh", the blood sword plunged straight into the center of the waterfall, the entire formation was outlined by the bright red blood, and then immediately burst silently, turning into light spots like fireflies and disappearing into the air.

"Wow! Brother Xiu Ling is really amazing!" Xie Shi said proudly and excitedly, pulling Yan Yu's sleeve.

His face was beaming, and his eyes were shining brightly, as if he was the one who broke the formation.

After the formation was broken, the waterfall disappeared, revealing a path covered with moss, sandwiched between two mountains.

The path is shrouded in mist, and the landscape in the valley can be vaguely glimpsed in the haze. Inside, there are jade railings, attics and water pavilions everywhere, and even the curved road seems to be paved with jade.

Fairy air fluttering, but without losing gorgeous and extravagant.

In the mist, a black pavilion carved from jade stood out, and it must be the Huixian Pavilion they were looking for.

The group of Cloud Chuanmen disciples followed behind them, their eyes widened when they saw this scene, and their hearts were extremely excited.

They felt that this trip was really the right one. There must be many priceless treasures in such a paradise.

While they were happy, they didn't care too much, and they directly emerged from the shadows, and rushed into Huixian Pavilion before Yan Yu and others like a gust of wind.

Yan Yu sneered, thinking about it.

Five flame-like red runes appeared out of thin air, and were imprinted on the backs of these five people in the blink of an eye.

The five Cloud Piercer disciples didn't notice it, and their figures disappeared at the end of the path.

Xie Zhiwei originally disliked these five followers, but when he saw this scene, his attention was immediately attracted by Yan Yu.

He recalled the style of the rune, and asked Yan Yu: "What is this?"

"Slave contract." Yan Yu said these words calmly.

The slave contract, as the name implies, is to turn people into their own slaves and control their minds and lives.

No matter what the branded person does, no matter where he is, his master can detect it.As long as the master wants to move, he can let the slave die on the spot.

This is an extremely cruel and overbearing contract.

Xie Zhiwei thought about it, and felt that although these five followers were still annoying, they were not guilty of that, and a look of disapproval appeared in his eyes.

"I gave them a chance," Yan Yu said with a smile, "They have followed us all the way. Even if they give up tracking and leave the moment before the formation is opened, I will not imprint this contract on them."

Xie Zhiwei felt that what he said made sense, but when he thought about it carefully, he was a bit overbearing.

Xie Shi on the side opened his eyes and looked at the two.

He understood what a slave contract meant, but he always supported Yan Yu's actions unconditionally, without asking why or right or wrong.

"Brother Xiu Ling, let's go in." Xie Shi said.

The three of them immediately entered the mist.

The path into the valley looks short from the outside, but in reality it has no end in sight.

In the white mist, hundreds of bat-like black monsters flapped their big wings and attacked them from all directions.

Xie Shi stood in front of Yan Yu, slashed out with a sword, and the blade glowed white, killing the monster in one fell swoop.

When these monsters died, they left neither blood nor corpses, but disappeared into the white mist silently like ashes after the flames had burned out.

Yan Yu looked at Xie Shi's performance, and casually praised: "The sword skills are good."

Xie Shi was very happy, so on the next journey, he tried his best to stand in front of Yan Yu and protect him with all his strength.

Yan Yu followed behind him, paddling almost the whole way.

He walked slowly and leisurely, looking like he was on a picnic in the white mist.

Xie Zhiwei watched from the side, frowning.

He recalled the sight of the star-moving red luan he saw in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness before, and had a vague guess about the object of Xie Shi Xinyi's love.

It's not because Xie Zhiwei is sensitive, it's because Xie Zhi is too obvious, he never seems to want to hide his intentions.

From an emotional point of view, the two were childhood sweethearts and had a very good relationship when they were young. It is not impossible for this hazy emotion to gradually develop into an ambiguous relationship when they grow up.

Xie Zhiwei has been depressed about the close relationship between her old enemy and her reincarnation for many years, but now she suddenly finds out about it, she is not surprised, as if she had expected it.

But he won't sit idly by.

Xie Zhiwei's lingling eyes swept over Yan Yu's face, carefully observing his attitude towards Xie Shi.

In the hazy mist, the black-haired young man walked against the light, his cheeks were clear and smooth, and the fine hairs on his face reflected the glistening white light.

Yan Yu looked at Xie Shi protecting himself, pride and joy appeared in his dark eyes, but he didn't have the restless emotion of young people.

Xie Zhiwei calmed down a little, he realized that Yan Yu only regarded Xie Shi as his younger brother.

He couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. The wide-sleeved robe was windless and automatic. When the next round of monsters attacked, he made a decisive move and wiped out the monsters in the blink of an eye. Chance.

However, from an outsider's point of view, it seemed that he took the initiative to help protect Xie Shi and Yan Yu.

After the black monster's attack continued for three waves, countless poisonous blue spiders appeared on the ground, and they crawled out from the depths of the dense fog.The three people on the road were tightly surrounded like a tide.

At this moment, there were little insects making rustling noises all around, which was creepy.

Xie Shi wanted to help, but Xie Zhiwei didn't give him the chance.

I saw his wrist turned, and white light overflowed from his fingertips, condensing into a snow-white lotus flower, with a faint brilliance flowing on the petals.

With the snow lotus as the center, powerful fluctuations of spiritual power emerged and surged in all directions.

The poisonous spiders were frightened and retreated into the depths of the dense fog without a trace.

In the following journey, every time Xie Zhiwei encountered a monster, he quickly shot and became the main force to resist the attack.Xie Shi and Yan Yu walked behind him, feeling no danger at all.

At the end of the path, the thick fog dissipated, and there were pavilions and pavilions in front of us.

Of the five Cloud Piercer Sect disciples who rushed into the dense fog ahead of them, only three remained.

These three Cloud Chuanmen disciples all described themselves as embarrassed, their bodies were mixed with blood and sweat, and their originally neat clothes were torn into countless holes.

There was another person whose face turned blue, as if he had been poisoned. Right now, he was pressing his acupoints, sitting cross-legged in meditation, trying to force out the toxins in his body with spiritual power.

When they saw Xie Shi, Yan Yu and Xie Zhiwei, strangeness flashed across their faces.

One side of the army was safe and well-dressed, while the other side suffered heavy losses and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced. It was already clear which one was stronger and which was weaker.

"Haha, little brother, I didn't expect us to meet again here," Yun Ershi licked his face and said to Xie Shi, "When we saw the secret realm opened, we entered it in a hurry and forgot to say hello to everyone. I can't afford it."

Xie Shi frowned slightly, not understanding his intentions, but he rejected their previous actions in his heart.

Yun Ershi pretended not to see his attitude, and continued: "My name is Yun Ershi, and these two are my younger brothers, Yun Thirty and Yun Forty. There are quite a lot of weird things in this secret realm. , can pass the test more smoothly."

Xie Zhi took a step back, his rejection was obvious.

Unexpectedly, the smile on Yun Ershi's face did not diminish, and he said: "It's normal for little brother to be wary of strangers, but this is the attitude of the rest of us. If there is any need for our help in the future, little brother Let’s just say, we’re not going to back down.”

It was beautifully said, polite and sincere.

If Xie Shi was really an ignorant son of an aristocratic family, when he saw this person smiling and saying that he wanted to cooperate, he would probably really forget what they did before, and believe that these people are friendly.

But it's a pity that although Xie Shi is warm-hearted and willing to rescue strangers who have never met before, he is not completely unguarded. The only person he trusts in his heart is Yan Yu.

Xie Shi indifferently turned his eyes away from Yun Ershi's face, directly ignored the three of them, and observed the environment in front of him.

Xie Zhiwei was also too lazy to talk to these people, and his expression was indifferent. In his eyes, the people whose slave contracts were branded by Yan Yu were already a bunch of dead things.

Now, the time has turned into night, and the sky in the secret realm has changed from a sea of ​​flames to a sea as deep as ink.

The light in the valley was dim, and there were several glazed lamps hanging on the edge of the black pavilion in front of you, and the orange lights illuminated the surroundings.The figure in Huixian Pavilion swayed, and there was a faint voice of preaching and preaching, but it was very indistinct, like a whispering dream language.

The three remaining Cloud Piercer disciples couldn't control their curiosity. They took a step forward and wanted to enter the pavilion to take a look, but when they turned their heads, they found that Yan Yu and the other three were still staying where they were, so they rolled their eyes and followed suit. stayed.

A gust of wind blew by, the green trees beside the Huixian Pavilion rustled, and a few leaves fell from the branches and floated towards the Huixian Pavilion in the direction of the wind.

The next moment, the leaves touched the invisible barrier, ignited a fire, and turned into a pile of ashes.

If someone had stepped over the entrance of Huixian Pavilion just like these leaves, it would probably end in the same way.

In the silent atmosphere, a butler-like figure ran out of Huixian Pavilion in a hurry, walked straight in front of a few people, and opened his mouth to curse, "You little bastards are so lazy! Banquet It's about to start, and I'm not ready yet. See how I deal with you in the future!"

Afterwards, he took out five dolls made of cloth and a bunch of red thread from his arms, and threw them into each person's arms.

Xie Zhiwei is a spirit body, attached to Xie Shi, and is not regarded as a living person by the secret realm, so he has nothing in his hands and has nothing.

"This is a contract," the butler urged, "You can start working after signing it. Remember, you must be obedient!"

Under the guidance of the butler, several people bit their fingertips, squeezed out a drop of blood, and dripped it on the puppet.

The bright red blood quickly seeped into the rough and white body of the puppet.

After a breath, several people felt that they had established a connection with the puppet in their hands, and looking at it was like looking at themselves.

Then they tied the red thread to the doll, seven in total.

Xie Shi looked at the red lines and found them familiar. In a blink of an eye, he suddenly remembered that these were very similar to the fate lines wrapped around the bronze door when the secret realm was opened.

Red thread...fate...

Xie Shi connected everything together in his mind.

At this moment, the puppets in their hands represent themselves, and the red thread is the fate tied to them.The steward taught them to be obedient, which meant following the direction of fate.

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