After coaxing old enemies into avatars

Sheng Huaizhao has long been used to being happy with the situation during the long years of being treated poorly. After all, the so-called fear or not is meaningless to him. Many things will not happen because he is afraid.

But Yunjian gave "fear" a new meaning.

The palm that had been suffering from constant pain curled up slightly, like some kind of hesitation to speak, which he dared not move forward, was carefully hidden by him, instinctively hiding in the most hidden place in his heart.

But Yun Jian was caught off guard and grabbed his wrist.

The fists were stretched out by the knuckles, and slowly propped up along the palms of the hands, close to each other.

He didn't say another word, but calmed down Sheng Huaizhao's emotions without saying a word.

Yunjian knows everything.

Sheng Huaizhao lowered his head slowly, and lightly touched his shoulder, as if he had finally reconciled with everything he had been struggling with.

"... Yun Jian."

The person in front of him slowly inserted his fingertips into his clothes room, and stroked slowly along his thin back, without letting his palm fall.

Sheng Huaizhao's fox tail, which had not yet disappeared, stood up tightly, as if he was struggling with this indescribable itch.

"Ah."

"I'm also...very troublesome," Sheng Huaizhao lay on his chest, tightly clutching a corner of his coat, "very troublesome."

The tips of the fluffy ears gently brushed against Yun Jian's chest, making it feel numb.

"I like it no matter how troublesome it is." Yun Jian raised his hand and gently covered the back of his head, rubbing it gently as if comforting a frightened animal, his voice was close to his ear, as if whispering, "Huai Zhao, marry me. "

When Wan Wusheng heard this, there was a burst of resentment for no reason, as if something that belonged to the young sapling was snatched away, and the branch was about to be snatched away.

It's a pity that the light screen blocking it was erected again, and it was anxious for a long time without any movement.

Xiaoshuzhuzi was so angry that he wanted to wrap the two of them into a ball again, but Yun Jian not only ignored his provocation, but even arranged the barrier tightly!

Sheng Huaizhao watched the bed curtain fall, and then he was convinced that something was about to happen.

The kiss back was warm and soft, and the breath that became more and more enthusiastic spread to every place.

It was obviously the same action, but Sheng Huaizhao deeply understood completely different feelings.

All of Yun Jian's care is hidden in it.

Sheng Huaizhao's previously tightly sealed atrium seemed to be melted by warm water, and the unprovoked steam blurred his reason.

Wanting to return to the dominant position as always, he found that his hands were gently pressed together, and his fingers were tightly clasped.

"You are……"

Extremely close distance, such as the touch of eyelashes can be sensed.

Sheng Huaizhao vaguely heard the extremely soft voice of the person in front of him.

"……what are you talking about?"

It was difficult for Sheng Huaizhao to respond with his voice. He knew that as long as he spoke now, he would definitely be completely different from his usual self.

He didn't want the people in front of him to hear the slightest flaw.

Frost and snow fell outside the window.

The plain white snow gently pressed the branches and fell to the ground.

Yun Jian lowered his eyes, and with a light smile, he slowly kissed the center of his brow comfortingly.

"Huai Zhao, our hair is tangled together." He chuckled softly, lifted the black hair that fell between the two of them gently.

One strand after another, entangled endlessly, inseparable.

Sheng Huaizhao's head was getting hotter and hotter, he didn't want to speak, he didn't dare to look at each other, so he could only look away, hiding his fair neck between the hanging hair.

He thought that he would be able to refuse and hide in this way, but he didn't know that the person in front of him was just piously and pitifully peeling off the filaments buried on the first frost.

The kisses are like the crushed snow outside the window in the middle of the night, one after another.

There is an enchantment blocking it, so you can't hear it and can't see it.

Wanwu lay under the bed angrily, waiting helplessly until the next day dawn.

As soon as the morning light came on, the loose branches of everything in the middle of the night slowly spread out, as if eager to get a response, it slowly spread out the branches to shake the bed behind it, and then Sheng Huaizhao said lazily, "Don't shake it."

Can you hear the sound?

All creatures piled up in a hurry, and went up along the edge of the bed. When they picked it up, they found that the barrier had not been lifted at all.

Sheng Huaizhao listened to Xiaoshu's slightly exasperated movement, and glanced casually at the people behind him.

Yun Jian was wearing a coat casually, his black hair, which was very neat in the past, fell down between his legs, and his ill-fitting robe was draped over his shoulders, with teeth marks and scratches underneath.

His face has always been cold and unfeeling, as if cutting off love in the world, but the red marks under his eyes are bright, intertwined and contrasted like a monster.

Seeing Sheng Huaizhao's gaze moving down the neck, and then turning back unnaturally as if remembering something, Yun Jian laughed softly.

Sheng Huaizhao was lying on the bed, half covered by the quilt, and glared at him viciously.

Fortunately, the fleeing tail and the ears of the little sweet pig have completely disappeared with the removal of the residual poison, otherwise he suspected that this person would not be able to restrain himself when he woke up.

Yun Jian bowed his head and kissed his eyelashes: "Did I do something terribly bad? It made you so unhappy."

...you still have the face to ask.

After Soul Melting, Xiaokuibao's resignation and Bingshan's hesitation were all lost, and compared to his ease last night, Sheng Huaizhao even wondered if something happened to Melting Soul.

For example, he sewed a strand of a pervert into his soul.

Yun Jian's palm fell to his waist along the brocade quilt, Sheng Huaizhao had itchy flesh here, subconsciously trembled and hid for a moment: "What do you want to do?"

"I'm afraid you still say it's sore, so I'll rub it for you again."

"..."

Sheng Huaizhao couldn't take it last night, and the excuse for pushing him away was that he couldn't even lift his waist.

This is not a lie. At that time, Sheng Huaizhao really felt that if he did not leave this person, he would have to lie in bed for ten days.

The reason is not sore waist and legs, but kidney deficiency.

Seeing that he was really uncomfortable, Yun Jian reluctantly kissed him for a while, saying it was to comfort him, but in fact he quietly took out what he learned in the "Eighteen Lectures on the Method of Double Cultivation".

...Sheng Huaizhao was only glad that the spirit core had recovered, and he was now considered a half monk.

Otherwise, with Yun Jian's endless character, the way of "old enemy"'s death may not be stabbed to death between heaven and earth by his sword, but his soul returns to the peony flower.

This person was finally satisfied, and only then did he know the remedy, and the Queen used spiritual power to massage and soothe him.

After the spiritual energy in Sheng Huaizhao's body was revived, it flowed through the whole body, and the healing operation was like self-repair.

It definitely doesn't hurt now, as a monk, Yun Jian must know better than anyone else.And now he came up with an excuse to help him rub his waist, he must be thinking badly again.

Sheng Huaizhao held back his energy and pressed the bed sheet, not giving him the slightest chance.

Yun Jian couldn't move forward, so he had to slowly withdraw his hand, leaned down and leaned on his shoulder obediently and pitifully: "I actually want to hug you."

"Oh." Sheng Huaizhao slowly raised his eyelashes, "No."

In the past, whether it was the crying bag or the iceberg, it was estimated that they could only withdraw their hands aggrievedly.

But now, the sad eyes couldn't be realized, so Yun Jian raised his hands to wrap around Sheng Huaizhao's waist, and brought him to him: "Then hug the quilt."

Sheng Huaizhao who was wrapped up in the quilt and hugged together: ...

You sword cultivators are really scheming.

After Wu Yan was hugged for a while, Sheng Huaizhao got up slowly, and the brocade quilt fell in front of him, only then did he see the marks on his body clearly.

He subconsciously wanted to touch a coat to block it, but he thought of something and turned sideways again.

Sure enough, the wolf cub who didn't know how to advance or retreat last night was peeping with his eyes wide open.

"Look at what you've done." Sheng Huaizhao coldly pointed at a tooth mark on his arm.

There was a gleam of light in Qing Lingling's pupils, and he was obviously proud, but it was covered by his pretended remorse.

"I was wrong."

Sheng Huaizhao said in his heart that you were wrong.

Even the apology looked complacent.

But after sitting up straight, Sheng Huaizhao unexpectedly found that the spiritual power in his body seemed to be a little more abundant than before.

All right, the [-] Lectures of Double Cultivation are not a lie after all.

But if the aura is abundant, it proves that he can heal some innocuous wounds by himself.

Thinking of this, Sheng Huaizhao turned his head and looked at Yun Jian.

The little wolf who pretended to be obedient blinked innocently: "Huai Zhao?"

Sheng Huaizhao put his hands on his chest, mobilized his aura, and then slightly dropped his palm.

Yun Jian watched as the traces left by him last night like a divided territory quickly disappeared, and his skin, which was as white as frost and snow, returned to flawless.

Seeing the little wolf's triumphant tail drooping instantly, Sheng Huai Zhao seemed to have succeeded in maliciousness.

"Sleep full, get up."

With the experience of having dinner a few times ago, Yu Tong is not as cautious as before, and waits in the yard early in the morning for Sheng Huaizhao and Yun to come over.

Looking back at his previous memories, it is one of his rare and warm moments to have a meal with his relatives safely.

His only wish before escaping from the Demon Realm was to go to a place free from disasters and troubles, and eat delicious food with that little fox every day.

But now that Li Zai'er is dead, his wish has come to nothing. Only when he stays with Sheng Huaizhao and Yun Jian can he be at peace.

Although...Although he can occasionally feel Yun Jian's sharp eyes, it is already the best comfort for him.

It's just life and death.

Life and death.

When Yu Tong thought about it more and more, Sheng Huaizhao unexpectedly appeared behind him and patted him on the shoulder: "What are you doing?"

The little fox was so frightened that his hair exploded all over, and he panicked: "Why do you make no sound when you walk?"

"Really?" Sheng Huaizhao said unexpectedly, looking back at Xuelu when he came, only to realize that he still left footprints.

He didn't realize for a moment that this was a symbol of cultivation improvement. It is difficult for ordinary people to adjust themselves, and their steps will leave various traces, but monks are different.

The monk refines his body and washes his marrow, instinctively hides his breath, and the wind passes without a trace. Yun Jian practiced with him last night along the method of dual cultivation, more or less unconsciously helping him break the mirror.

Yu Tong squinted her eyes and sniffed lightly, then looked at Sheng Huaizhao with a clear look.

Yun Jian was standing not far away, he didn't dare to say it out loud, so he could only grab the person in front of him: "It's ok, the first thing I will do to him after I regained my memory is to put him to sleep."

Sheng Huaizhao: "..."

Yu Tong: "Before he grabbed his heart, but now he grabs his body, won't he be able to leave you no matter how angry he is?"

System: I think it's more like you being the host who gets caught first and then gets caught.

Yu Tong glanced back again, and there were various ambiguous traces on the neck of the once unattainable young man. He turned his head to observe Sheng Huaizhao carefully, but found that the person in front of him was as white as snow, without any marks.

The little vixen couldn't believe it: "You really tormented people too hard."

Sheng Huaizhao: "..."

I didn't know how to explain it for a while.

Yu Tong wanted to say something else, but the young Jianxiu, who had always been hostile to him, had already walked to the side of the two of them, and he withdrew his hand sensibly, distanced himself from Sheng Huaizhao.

He couldn't clearly notice the difference in Yun Jian after the two personalities merged, after all, he never gave himself a good face from the beginning to the end.

Bing Tuanzi came out to meet the three of them, and Sheng Huaizhao knew that Xiao Ji was already waiting inside.

Today she changed into a water-colored dress, and she looked more gentle than the solemn and arrogant in the past.

Before Sheng Huaizhao could speak, Yun Jian behind him respectfully said, "Ma'am."

Xiao Ji smiled slightly, and came to meet the two of them: "What are you calling Madam, you and Huai Zhao are calling mother together."

Yesterday when he was merging his soul, Yun Jian asked Xiao Ji to marry him before entering the meditation.

He and Huai Zhao lived and died together, and they were inseparable in this life, even if their souls merged, they would never regret it.

Xiao Ji did not agree at the time, after all, she had never taken care of her own ceremony in these years, and claimed without authorization as soon as she recognized the child, which was disrespectful of the child's personal wishes.

What's more, she knew that Yun Jian's words were not to ask for her consent, but to inform her about it.

Now it seems that the two are harmonious and loving, and they should be happy with each other.

Although he was not close to Xiaoji, Sheng Huaizhao couldn't explain how he brought his boyfriend to meet his parents.

Yun Jian lightly squeezed his fingertips, recalled Sheng Huaizhao's fading thoughts, and called out very softly: "Mother."

Sheng Huaizhao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he followed.

Obviously it was a light and light word, but it made Xiao Ji's eyes slightly wet.

"Have you... picked a date? If there is a date you like, I will decorate this plain white Frost Snow City... I have been away from the mortal world for too long, but red lanterns must be hung to get married in the mortal world?"

Sheng Huaizhao paused: "No, you don't need to be so troublesome."

He has always felt that the relationship is a matter between two people, and it is good for the parents of both parties to know, there is no need to spend a lot of time on these rituals.

Xiao Ji hesitated for a moment, and noticed that Yun Jian's eyelashes were lightly drawn, but it was a pity that his emotions were drawn back too quickly.

The young man turned his eyes sideways, with a calm expression: "Well, I listened to Huai Zhao."

Sheng Huaizhao doesn't intend to stay in Shuangxue City for a long time. He still has plot tasks to advance and investigates the past between Mo Ren and Juyuezong. It's not a good time to relax because his heart is still open.

After the meal, Sheng Huaizhao asked Yu Tong and Yun Jian to wait outside the hall.

"Mother, the original intention of this trip to Miaosha City is to melt Yun Jian's soul." Sheng Huaizhao said calmly, "This matter is over, and we should go back."

Xiao Ji's expression darkened, but then she slowly smiled: "I guess so."

After hesitating for a moment, she took out a jade pendant and handed it to Sheng Huaizhao.

"This is Tianhan jade, it can be rumored to communicate, and there is my aura in it, which can protect your life in times of trouble." Xiao Ji put the jade into his palm, and then held his hand tightly, "I have soul consciousness After the damage, the spiritual power has been fused with Miao Sha City, and now you can't leave this city for half a step."

At that time, Miaosha City was divided into two, and she had to protect the city with her body, which is why Xue Chongli could not take her away in the future.

"The mortal world is turbulent, regardless of good or evil, mother hopes that you can live well." Xiao Ji held his hand tightly, obviously there were thousands of words in her heart that she wanted to explain, but when she looked at the young boy's quiet pupils, she couldn't say anything.

With her or without her, Sheng Huaizhao has survived all these years, and it is somewhat late to beg him to live well now.

She's incompetent, and that can't be changed.

But the young man in front of him slowly raised his hand, holding her knuckles in his palm, solemnly and seriously: "I will, you don't have to worry."

He never complained one more word, but he didn't appease directly, but showed from every detail that he was listening carefully.

Xiaoji once thought that he was emotionally weak, whether it was the love for Yunjian before that he was discouraged, or the greetings to herself later.

But later she discovered that this child was not ruthless, but just didn't know how to express it.

He couldn't say frankly that he liked someone more, but he was willing to die with Yun Jian in times of crisis.

After getting to know each other, he didn't speak harsh words or tell about the sufferings of the past, but when they separated, he seriously promised to live for himself.

Her chanting ceremony is obviously more delicate than others.

Xiao Ji raised her hand and hugged him tightly: "My good boy, if you feel tired and tired, you can go home anytime."

Sheng Huaizhao lowered his eyes lightly, and silently recited it in his heart.

Come back home.

He also has a home.

Before leaving, Xiao Ji put a porcelain bottle for him.

"This is the soul-returning pill. From the soul of your little fox friend, I saw that he was separated from his only relative. Is that a little fox? If you can find its body, it can still be saved." Xiao Ji said lightly.

Ever since her memory came back, she couldn't see any life or death.

Unraveling Yu Tong's knot is also a little compensation for hurting him with her demons.

Sheng Huaizhao looked at the lines on the porcelain bottle, and his mood changed a little: "What will happen if mortals who sleep for a long time and are distracted take it?"

"A mortal whose mind and soul are separated? If it is caused by external force, there is a chance of waking up after taking the soul-returning pill, but this pill is slightly toxic, and it depends on whether the person's body can bear it."

Sheng Huaizhao clenched the porcelain bottle tightly, turned around and gave Xiao Ji a hug before leaving.

"Thank you mother," he still said what he planned to hide deeply, "I will come back to visit you often in the future."

Xiao Ji's fingertips trembled slightly: "Good boy."

After two days of recuperation in Frost Snow City, after Yun Jian's spirit stabilized, the three of them left the world of ice and snow.

Before leaving, Yu Tong was still a little reluctant.

"Do you like winter?" Sheng Huaizhao asked standing in front of the enchantment of the town magic bead.

"No." Yu Tong shook her head.

What he likes is not winter, but the tranquility of the entire Miaosha City... and the deserted people.

In such a big city, there are only four people and one tree, even if Sheng Huaizhao doesn't care anymore, he can still eat and talk with them every day.

Yu Tong can unilaterally treat them as friends.

But after stepping out of the enchantment of the town magic bead, what awaits him are turbulent days, and every night without the company of cubs.

Yun Jian glanced at Yu Tong's back with his frosty eyes, and roughly guessed why the fox didn't dare to move forward.

"Then why are you hesitating?" Sheng Huaizhao was still playing with Wanwusheng, who had turned back into a tree species, "Go back quickly, and you still want to seek revenge from the Demon Lord, don't you?"

"Looking for..." Yutong couldn't believe what she heard for a moment, "Who are you looking for revenge?"

"Mozun." Sheng Huaizhao disapproved, "My white tiger is still in his hands, not to mention he made me suffer so much humiliation, do you think I will let him go easily?"

If we don't get rid of the current Demon Lord, it's hard to guarantee that there will be some plot killings that didn't appear in the original work.

Rather than waiting for trouble to come to you, it is better to solve it.

Yu Tong stared blankly at Sheng Huaizhao.

In every dream of bloody revenge, he had thought about cutting that terrifying demon king into pieces, wishing he could crush his bones under his feet.

But these things can only be done in a dream, because he knows his own weakness and incompetence.

But Sheng Huaizhao, who had suffered together with him and nearly died, was so determined.

"Are you afraid?" Sheng Huaizhao thought for a while, and it was really hard to say with the courage of the little fox, "Then you should stay here, Yunjian and I..."

"I'm going." Yu Tong grabbed his sleeve, "I'm going."

If he only remembers the peaceful days of the past few days, then he is doomed to be mediocre all his life, not even daring to avenge his closest relatives, so what's the point of him lying to himself like this.

Yu Tong was about to say something, but someone grabbed her collar and pulled her back.

The little fox staggered back two steps, and met Shang Yunjian's quiet gaze.

...Accidentally crossed the line.

Sheng Huaizhao gave a very shallow smile, and then stepped into the barrier: "Let's go."

Zhenmozhu was controlled by Xiaoji, and when they learned that they were going to rescue the cub, they searched for the aura of the Demon Lord in the world, and the enchantment landed on the hill closest to the strong evil spirit.

According to the sunlight, this place is far away from the abyss of no owner, and the voices of people come and go, which is quite lively.

"This is Yao City." Yu Tong recognized this place at a glance, "This place is the city of music, and it is the territory of Changwangmen."

He thought for a while, then raised his hand to form a bamboo hat in front of his eyes, tightly covering his face in it.

Sheng Huaizhao glanced at him: "You can't see anyone?"

System: It's not shameful. In the original book, before the little fox met you, he was half a flower picker.

If the fox demon clan wants to improve their cultivation base, they can only cultivate together. Before they can find a backer they can rely on, they can only find some monks to satisfy their hunger.

But with Yutong's three-legged kung fu and bullying personality, when he meets a monk with a high level of cultivation, he can only take advantage of it, and he can't really get it.

System: And the young master of Yao City... Cough, was almost picked by the little fox.

Sure enough, as soon as the system finished speaking, Sheng Huaizhao saw the guards guarding the city holding a jade slip and examining every monk who entered and exited Yao City extremely strictly.

"...Why are you causing trouble everywhere?" Sheng Huaizhao said helplessly.

Yu Tong lightly touched the tip of her nose, and said guiltily, "Before becoming a great demon, there must be such an unspeakable past."

Sheng Huaizhao still wanted to reprimand him a few words, but there was also a bamboo hat with falling gauze in front of him, he recovered his senses, met Shang Yunjian's eyes, and turned his head suspiciously.

He didn't pick other people's flowers indiscriminately, so why did he have to cover it up?

Yun Jian met his gaze impartially, and gently smoothed a strand of his biased hair to the side of his face.

"You are good-looking, and you don't want outsiders to see you."

Sheng Huaizhao: "..."

You sword cultivators are so hypocritical.