When the protagonists and villains become bamboo horses

"You're awake," Xie Shi said pleasantly, "I'll go to the kitchen to fetch medicine."

After a while, Xie Shi came in holding a bowl of jet-black soup, and there was steaming steam above the soup.

Yan Yu sat up from the bed, reached out to take the bitter soup, raised his head, held his breath, and planned to drink it all in one gulp.

But Xie Shi stopped him, "Wait."

Xie Shi took out a small pouch from his bosom, carefully poured out a shiny "stone", and put it in the palm of Yan Yu's hand.

"Come on, Brother Xiu Ling, this medicine is bitter. Eat some candy before drinking, it won't be so bitter."

The Xie family was strict with their children, and the island was short of supplies, so Xie Shi seldom ate sweets a few times a year.In Xie Shi's eyes, candies are very precious and extremely rare.

If Yan Yu hadn't saved him this time and greatly improved his image in his heart, maybe Xie Shi would not be willing to share the candy with him.

Yan Yu saw his rarity for candies, and wanted to tease him, so he deliberately frowned, embarrassing him: "This medicine is so dark, one candy might not be enough."

Xie Shi opened the small purse, poured out another piece of candy, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Those two..."

"Not enough!" Yan Yu's heart was very bad, and he continued to open his mouth.

"The three?"

"Too little."

"Then one more candy?" Xie Shi's face was wrinkled, he only saved ten candies after saving for a year.

Yan Yu's face was gloomy, and he was extremely arrogant because of his weak body.He raised his eyes, and said to Xie Shi pitifully: "Brother, I am very afraid of suffering."

Xie Shi looked at him with a pair of crystal clear eyes, holding a purse of candy in his small hand.

After the two looked at each other for a while, Xie Shi bowed down and handed over all the stock.

Ten candies, a bowl of medicine.

Yan Yu slammed it hard, he couldn't help but licked his teeth, a sweet and greasy feeling came from the tip of his tongue.

Xie Shi stared at his mouth greedily and asked, "Is it sweet?"

Yan Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and he lied: "It's still very bitter."

"Then I'll save up some more candy next time and give it all to my brother." Xie Shi clenched his fists and made up his mind.

Candy is important, but brother is more important.

Xie Shi's innocent appearance made Yan Yu feel amused.

He put down the porcelain bowl, reached out to caress Xie Shi's fair and lovely face.His fingertips still had the remaining warmth from the wall of the bowl, which made Xie Shi feel comfortable, so he couldn't help but tilt his head and rub against it.

The child in front of him knew nothing about the grievances and grievances of his previous life, and he had no defense against him.Yan Yu's thoughts drifted away, his eyes slid inch by inch over Xie Shi's eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth and chin, recalling the appearance of Xie Zhiwei in his previous life through his still immature facial features.

Yan Yu only met God's son Xie Zhiwei when he was an adult, and he had never seen him when he was a child.That's why I didn't recognize him before.

Xie Zhiwei, the son of God, was born in a family of immortals, the eldest son of the Xie family. He was born with auspicious auspiciousness, and has shown amazing talent in cultivation since he was a child.When he was young, he was favored by the Supreme Elder of the Lingyun Sect, and he was accepted as his personal disciple, and at the same time became the chief disciple of the Lingyun Sect.

His brilliant life was envied by everyone, as if he had condensed all the luck in the world.

If he hadn't met Yan Yu and died together with him, Xie Zhiwei would have gone further on the journey of immortality, and sooner or later he would become number one in the world and ascend to immortality.

It's a pity that he met such a demon as Yan Yu, who was crazy and desperate to fight.

In the bottom of Yan Yu's heart, he didn't feel guilty at all for burying the proud son of heaven.

His hand stroking Xie Shi's face moved down little by little, resting on his soft and fragile neck.From the perspective of others, he looks like a big brother gently stroking his younger brother's neck.

Yan Yu could feel the flow of blood under his palm and Xie Shi's beating pulse.

Now, as long as you use a little force, this fresh life will immediately disappear from the world.

Xie Shi looked at Yan Yu, his innocent smile showed no vigilance of danger at all.

Yan Yu finally withdrew his hand.

He thought: Now is not the right time.

He and Xie Shi were the only two people in the room. If Xie Shi died, the murderer should not be too obvious. The Xie family and his wife would definitely suspect him.

"I'm going to sleep." Yan Yu pulled up the quilt and lay down, closing her eyes.

"Okay," Xie Shi said obediently, lying on the side of the bed, "I'll watch Brother Xiu Ling sleep."

The hut became quiet, Yan Yu's consciousness gradually relaxed, and drowsiness came to his mind.

A memory from a long past life burst out from the corner and entered his dreamland.

At that time, he was still very young, about nine years old, and he was taken in by a demon sect.Most of his fellow apprentices are children around his age.

For the first time, Yan Yu, who has been homeless since childhood, has a home and a family.

He no longer needs to live in the wind, eat and sleep in the open, no longer wandering and wandering, no longer hungry and full.In that sect, he and his disciples hunted, practiced swords, practiced together, and completed the monthly tasks arranged by the sect together.They help each other, not relatives, but better than relatives.

That carefree time was as sweet as honey.

However, soon came the day of offering sacrifices to the guardian spirit beast.

That Moxiu sect has no great power and is weak, relying entirely on the protection of a ferocious beast with the head of a lion and the body of a snake.

Every year, the sect selects a dissatisfied disciple and sacrifices his young body and soul to the guardian spirit beast.

Although it is an honor to devote one's life to the sect, no one is willing to give up his life willingly.That year, the sect masters set the rules—everyone competed to catch the spirit birds, and the person who caught the least number of spirit birds in one day would be sacrificed.

The spirit bird perches among the branches and leaves. It has a small body and keen five senses. It flies like lightning.It takes a lot of effort to catch it, which not only tests the bird catcher's catching skills, but also tests his eyesight and body skills.

Yan Yu is a leader in this field. He is very powerful. He caught a hundred spirit birds in one morning, almost emptying a mountain.

In the end, it was almost a matter of course, Yan Yu was the first in the competition.

Then...he was chosen out and became a sacrifice.

On the eve of the sacrifice, in the cold prison of the sect, the senior brother who first brought Yan Yu back to the sect came to see him, told him the truth, and planned to let him die to understand.

The brother said, everyone doesn't want to die.They had reached an agreement long ago, conducted a group vote, and selected Yan Yu as the sacrifice.

As for the group vote, Yan Yu didn't even know about it before.

How ridiculous that a vote that ended up with him should have excluded him from the vote.

In the dim light of the prison, Yan Yu's fingers gripped the railing in front of him. He persistently begged for a reason, "Since you have already made a choice, what about the spirit bird competition? What are the rules of the competition?" Woolen cloth?"

The senior brother sighed, and said: "You should be the last one in the spirit bird catching competition. You are young, low in cultivation, weak in body, and in terms of the skills of catching spirit birds, you are definitely not as good as it Other colleagues who deal with."

At this point, his voice paused, and he continued: "Xiao Yu, logically speaking, you are the last one. But who would have thought that you are so good, you caught so many spirit birds, and became No.1."

Yan Yu stared closely at the face of the person in front of him.

"However, the result has already been decided." The senior brother smiled bitterly, "The big guys don't want to die, and voting is already a relatively fair way. Xiaoyu, you have to understand that this is not our fault. We don't want you to be sad, so we just don't want to die. Put up a bird-catch game to trick you. If you come in last, as the big guys think, you'll accept the result and not be as sad as you are now."

Yan Yu's eyelashes trembled.He was only nine years old at that time, but he already had his own stubbornness.He closed his eyes, unwilling to shed tears in front of this person who took him in and abandoned him.To him, that was a shame.

Seeing him being silent for a long time, the senior brother stopped staying and got up to leave.

Behind him, Yan Yu opened his eyes, his gaze was as sharp as a knife. "Brother, why do you say such a cruel thing so kindly. You all abandoned me!" He looked at the man's leaving back and shouted hoarsely, "What a competition! What a spirit bird! It's just Look at my struggling excuses!"

In the dark prison, the young Yan Yu's words were like weeping blood: "Since I won the game, I will not die on the sacrificial altar."

On the day of the official sacrifice, heavy snow fell, and the sky and the earth were all white.

The desperate situation stimulated Yan Yu's potential.He broke free from the shackles of the chain, and desperately beheaded the huge ferocious beast.

The sacrificial altar was dripping with blood, and the people below the altar were horrified eyes.

Yan Yu didn't go on a killing spree, but dragged the corpse of the monster alone, braved the violent storm, and left that sad place on that cold winter day.

Although he didn't kill those fellow sects that day, because of the death of the guardian spirit beast, the Moxiu sect was destroyed not long after.

When he heard the news, Yan Yu's mood could hardly be distinguished from joy to sorrow.

In the dream, Yan Yu repeatedly experienced the coldness of walking in the snow that day.His body was shivering, like falling into an ice cellar, the wind and snow slammed on him, the chill penetrated the flesh and went straight to the marrow of the bone.

The body temperature is passing away little by little, the blood flow slows down, the feet are so cold that they lose consciousness, and even the head is getting heavier and heavier.Gradually he could not hear his own heartbeat, the surrounding sounds seemed to disappear, and everything was silent.

Vaguely, it seemed that someone was calling him.

The voice came from the distant horizon, and it was warm to come with the voice.

In an instant, the wind stopped and the snow stopped.The thick clouds above his head parted, and the warm sun shone on him,

Yan Yu woke up surrounded by warmth.

He opened his eyes, and met his eyes with a pair of moist and ignorant pupils.

Xie Shi was lying on his body, looking at him through several layers of quilt.Just now when he noticed that Yan Yu was shaking in his sleep, he took out all the quilts in the house and piled them on Yan Yu's body.

Yan Yu's eyes were sleepy, his focus was slow, he asked the person in front of him confusedly: "Will you abandon me?"

Xie Shi shook his head firmly and said, "No!"

In Xiaoshuiwa, Xie Shi also wanted to stay and live and die with Yan Yu, but he was too weak and would only become Yan Yu's burden.As a last resort, he fled temporarily and went to rescue soldiers.

If there is a next time, Xie Shi will never run away again, he will stand with Yan Yu and fight the monster.

"Brother Xiu Ling, I will work hard to become stronger." Xie Shi lay on the quilt and swore in a sonorous tone, "I will protect you from now on."

Yan Yu's consciousness was completely awake, he pushed away Xie Shi and the five thick quilts on his body, took a deep breath, and calmed down his sluggish breathing.

He looked at Xie Shi with raised eyebrows, and asked lazily, "You want to protect me?"

Xie Shi nodded heavily.

"Hahaha!"

Yan Yu couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

This is too ironic.

He was reincarnated as a majestic demon king, born with a demon seed, and his reputation spread far and wide. There was even a child who said he wanted to protect him.Moreover, these words came from the mouth of the reincarnation of Xie Zhiwei, son of God.They are old enemies, the kind that will never die.

Thinking of this, Yan Yu couldn't stop laughing.

"Hahahahaha!"