When the protagonists and villains become bamboo horses

After the fusion, Xie Shi's temperament didn't change much, only occasionally when he blinked and looked back, he could vaguely see Xie Zhiwei's demeanor.

In addition, the most obvious change should be the surge of his dantian spiritual power.

All of Xie Zhiwei's cultivation in his previous life was poured into his body, together with Xie Shi's cultivation in this life, he accumulated his realm to the Tribulation Transcendence Stage.

Of course, this simple addition will lead to unstable foundations, and it will take several years to consolidate the cultivation base.

After the downfall of the Xie family, the Hundred Clans of Xianmen headed by the Lingyun Sect lost their reputation and declined day by day due to internal corruption.

Even if there is a great immortal cultivator like the elder Taishang who can go out, this decline cannot be alleviated.

Looking around the world, it suddenly appears that the magic way is prosperous and the immortal way is declining.

Yan Yu was happy to see the success of this, and while he was hurrying to prepare for the final catastrophe, he did not forget to secretly add fire to the disintegration of the family of immortals.

After all, if the enemy is weaker, to some extent, it means that one's own side has become stronger.

As a Demon Lord, he wished that there would be no Immortal Cultivators in the world, only Demon Cultivators.

During their long time together, the relationship between Yan Yu and Xie Shi became closer and closer.

This year's Chinese Valentine's Day, the two met to go out and play together, boating on the lake together, with the dark night above their heads and bright river lanterns floating around.

The delicately painted boat is like a bright moon, surrounded by dots of light in the middle of the silent night.

"Your Majesty, Pavilion Master, not long ago one of my subordinates obtained a precious mirror, which is said to be able to reveal the secrets of the heart and help lovers get married." During the play, a demon king suddenly suggested, "This The mirror is very rare, I wonder if Your Majesty and Pavilion Master want to try it?"

Xie Shi heard the words, his mind moved slightly, he turned his head to look at the people around him, his eyes reflected the faint brilliance of the night pearl in the painting boat, obviously he was interested.

"What's the name of this mirror?" Yan Yu asked casually.

The demon king replied: "According to the state of mind, there is the effect of asking the feelings according to the heart."

"Then take it here and have a look." Yan Yu said.

After a while, the attendant walked in slowly, holding a golden lacquer tray.A mirror stood on the tray, covered with an opaque red cloth.

Xie Shi ordered the attendant to put the mirror on the small table next to him, then waved his hand to drive away the other people around him, and pulled Yan Yu to sit in front of the mirror.

"Brother Xiu Ling is ready?" Xie Shi asked with blinking eyes.

Seeing Yan Yu nod his head slightly, Xie Shi dexterously hooked a corner of the red cloth with his fingers, and suddenly lifted the covering in front of the mirror.

Yan Yu's face was clearly reflected in the smooth mirror.

Afterwards, ripples appeared in the mirror like the surface of water.After the ripples disappeared, the scene of the island at that time appeared in the mirror.

After the 11-year-old Yan Yu sent the three-year-old Xie Shi away from the enchantment, he stayed alone in the small puddle, fighting with the golden core stage beasts underground.

The three-year-old Xie Shi ran while crying, apparently out of extreme fear and panic, and even went straight through the bushes in order to take a shortcut.

He followed his elder brother's instructions and never looked back.

But in fact, if he looks back, he will find that the truth is not as bad as he imagined.

At that time, Yan Yu had an absolute advantage in the battle with the underground beasts, and there was no need for the young Xie Shi to rush so desperately to find rescue.

Looking at the picture in the mirror, Yan Yu felt a little embarrassed. He looked sideways at Xie Shi beside him, not knowing how to explain it.

In these years, he almost forgot about it, let alone explaining the truth to Xie Shi.

Now that Xie Shi was caught off guard and saw the facts of the year, Yan Yu was a little at a loss.

"It's great, Brother Xiu Ling didn't get hurt because of me."

Xie Shi hugged Yan Yu's arm, turned slightly sideways, and rested his head on his shoulder.

A few mischievous strands of hair curled up from the hair crown, touching Yan Yu's neck lightly, making him feel a little itchy there.

With such a reaction, Xie Shi lightly revealed the embarrassment in Yan Yu's heart.

His breathing became smoother immediately, and he said with emotion: "Xiao Shi, I thought you would blame me."

Xie Shi let out a chuckle, and asked, "Why should I blame brother Xiu Ling? If I remember correctly, it was because of my physique that the gold powder butterfly chased after me, and then it was also because I smelled the fragrance of my flesh and blood. , the ferocious beasts in the ground woke up from their slumber."

Xie Shi took Yan Yu's hand, squeezed his slender fingers into his, and interlocked his fingers slowly but firmly.

"I know, Brother Xiu Ling has always been kind to me," he sighed with his eyebrows lowered slightly, "I also want to be nice to Brother Xiu Ling."

He spoke lightly, and his voice was as drunk as the night wind, almost making people mistake it for the gentle howling of the breeze outside the window.

Obviously, Yan Yu had heard similar words countless times, but at a time like today, he still had a different feeling in his heart.

No matter how hard-hearted a person is, it is difficult not to be touched by the tender confession for several years.

Like a rope sawing a piece of wood, water dripping through a stone.

What's more, he wasn't completely heartless towards him.

Yan Yu's fingers moved slightly, tightening from the outside to the inside, as if inadvertently holding Xie Shi's hand back.

Xie Shi felt the pressure coming from the knuckles of his fingers, and suddenly felt a wave of heat stretching from his close palms to his heart.

He looked at the handsome young man in front of him, and his heartstrings seemed to be gently twitched by someone.

During the Qixi Festival, no one was drawing boats, and the dim light of the night pearl shrouded the surroundings, making the atmosphere somewhat ambiguous.

Xie Shi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and when he felt Yan Yu's light kiss on his cheek, joy surged like a tidal wave, instantly engulfing his entire soul.

A piece of waterproof silk fell soundlessly from mid-air, covering Xie Shi's face and body.

Yan Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked with a little surprise: "How many pieces of silk did you prepare?"

"A lot..." Xie Shi leaned forward and kissed Yan Yu's lips without any scruples, relying on Xiao Xiaoxiao's resistance.

It was a wet kiss. When the two separated, the saliva was stained with saliva, shining crystal brightly in the light of the night pearl.

But Xie Shi already had a peach blossom face at this time, and his eyes were full of water.

Yan Yu was not much better than him, eyes closed, short of breath, chest heaving up and down violently.

He likes to fight, but he doesn't like lust. He has never had such intimate contact with people in his previous and present lives.

In the case of the same mind, just a wet kiss caused him to be in a mess, and his mood was difficult to calm down for a long time.

Xie Shi pushed Yan Yu to the side on the soft bed, and the gauze was separated between the two, as thin as cicada's wings

Looking at the young man in front of him, Xie Shi felt as if a fire had ignited in his heart, making him crimson all over.

Xie Shi rolled his Adam's apple up and down, opened his mouth, and wanted to make a final confirmation.

Can he really?

"Brother Xiu Ling..."

A clear and clear youthful voice resounded inside the quiet and ambiguous painting boat, but it was not Xie Shi who spoke, but the person in the mirror.

Xie Shi's chaotic breathing stagnated slightly, he stretched out his hand and spread his fingers, trying to block the eyes of the person below him.

But Yan Yu had already opened his eyes, and Xunsheng looked towards Zhaoxinjing.

I saw that the image of the island in the mirror was no longer, but a dimly lit attic instead.

The floor was covered with dust, and a fair-skinned young man was sweating finely from his forehead, using the petals of a multicolored lotus flower as a medicine, painstakingly and painfully refining the elixir.

"In the Qyuan Secret Realm and later, those top-grade Concentration Pills you gave me were all refined through this method, right?" Yan Yu said in a calm voice, seemingly without any emotion.

But Xie Shi listened to his question, but felt very panic in his heart, and his face turned pale.

"There are a lot of petals..." He hastily defended himself, and turned his apparently logical words upside down, "Brother Xiu Ling was preaching at that time, I really couldn't do anything... those petals can grow back by themselves... I It's fine."

Yan Yu pushed Xie Shi away silently, and sat up from the chair, with messy hair on his sideburns.

Xie Shi was holding the shawl, tears were about to come out, he hugged Yan Yu tightly from behind, his heart beating like a drum.

The inside of the painting boat was extremely quiet, and the slight sound of running water from the lake outside came in clearly.

"Xiaoshi," Yan Yu said slowly, "I don't want you to hurt yourself for me."

"Brother Xiu Ling."

Xie Shi noticed the slight tremor of Yan Yu's back, feeling pity in his heart, and hugged him even tighter.

His arms were strong and powerful, full of the power of a young man, locking the person in his arms like shackles.

"Since I was a child, I have said that I should protect Brother Xiuling and not let Brother Xiuling get hurt. I have been working hard to fulfill my promise."

Xie Shi pressed his cheek against Yan Yu's back, his eyes were determined, and he continued: "I am a boy, and my parents said that it is normal for a boy to be injured, and it is even more honorable to be injured for someone who cares."

"I want to get hurt for Brother Xiuling, I am very happy that I can be useful to Brother Xiuling."

Hearing this, Yan Yu moved his arms, trying to break away from Xie Shi's embrace, his actions showed his resistance.

"I don't want you to be like this." Yan Yu said sadly.

Xie Shi smiled, and responded: "But I don't want Brother Xiuling to get hurt either. If there was a better solution, I wouldn't do that. I also want to live a good life, and grow old with Brother Xiuling forever."

He lay down forcefully, even Yan Yu in his arms fell on the soft bed.

Immediately, Xie Shi turned over and pressed on Yan Yu's body, put his hands on the sides of his head, looked down at him with burning eyes, twitched the corners of his mouth with a wry smile, and advised with a sigh: "My brother, don't treat me as a Porcelain doll, I'm not that fragile."

Yan Yu felt Xie Shi's persistent intention, his heart seemed to be roasted on the fire, which made him feel sour and sweet.

Xie Shi saw that Yan Yu's brows relaxed, and knew that he had figured it out, so he tightened his fingers, leaned over and kissed him deeply.

"Brother Xiu Ling, I like you, how about you?" He asked bluntly, wanting to get a definite answer naively.

Yan Yu opened his mouth, fixedly looked at him who was close at hand, and smiled lightly.

He didn't say a word, but all his thoughts were confessed in his soft eyes.

Xie Shi stared at him affectionately, lowered his head again, and put his lips close to his ear, whispering like a lover.

Under the night, the calm lake reflects the sky, like a complete dark gem, and a gorgeous painting stays quietly by the lake.

I don't know when it started, the wind blew up on the surface of the lake, and the circles of ripples spread continuously to the surroundings, reflecting the bright moonlight, shining with sparkling waves, dazzling.

When boating at night, the moonlight and lake light intertwine into one piece, which is unbelievable.

……

Time is like flowing water, and in a blink of an eye, it is the day when Yan Yu ushers in a catastrophe.

Ascend or fall, this is the battle!

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