Palace Lord, he just wants to be beautiful

Tang Huan was not at ease, but after Xiao Changli entered, he closed the entrance to the secret realm without giving him a chance to stop it.

He stood blankly at the entrance of the secret realm for a while, and finally listened to Xiao Changli's words and went to Wuhuan Cave Mansion.

After recalling the past memories, Tang Huan actually didn't know how to get along with Yan Fei. He tried to ask Xiao Changli for help, but Xiao Changli asked him to be himself, saying that as long as he was himself, Yan Fei would definitely love Yan Fei. on him.

... Tang Huan only thought Xiao Changli was perfunctory for such baseless remarks.

Looking back on the past three years of amnesia, he was forced to be himself, but during the process, he kept holding Yan Fei back, and indirectly caused the other party to suffer many injuries. It is only natural to be hated.

What's more, Yan Fei probably doesn't know anything about love.

All the way to the Wuhuan Cave, Tang Huan's frown still could not be wiped away. At the same time, the Spirit of Fear appeared above Tang Huan's head with a blank expression, holding a large fragment in his hand.

"Master, no, don't be afraid! There is Big Brother Evil, there is nothing to be afraid of! No one can defeat him!" The Spirit of Fear comforted him clumsily. In fact, it didn't know what happened, it only knew that this fresh The pieces that came out of the oven came from Tang Huan.

Tang Huan held the Spirit of Fear in his hands, and his voice was much softer than before, "Well, it's nothing to be afraid of."

The spirit of fear chicken nodded like pecking at rice, then suddenly looked into the cave mysteriously, lying next to Tang Huan's ear and said quickly: "Master, that scoundrel is also afraid, afraid that you will abandon him to find Big Brother Evil! Although he is bad, the fragments are very fragrant..."

"You mean Yan Fei?"

"That's right!" Spirit of Fear went a little off topic while talking, drooling and suggested: "Otherwise, the master should ignore him, let him be afraid for a few days, and wait for me to steal some fragments before master."

It made a lot of small calculations, and Tang Huan couldn't help laughing when he heard the end. He hurriedly took the Spirit of Fear back to the Sea of ​​Consciousness to prevent it from being beaten to death by someone looking for an opportunity.

And what the Spirit of Fear said, invisibly relieved Tang Huan's tense nerves a lot. He was surprised that Yan Fei would also feel scared, or was he afraid of being...abandoned by him?

When Tang Huan entered the cave, Yan Fei was enjoying the shade in the courtyard.Various chapters of "Tang Huan's Personal Biography: The Secret Method of Double Cultivation" were piled up on the white jade table, and there were at least a dozen copies at a glance.

A few days ago, seeing this scene, Tang Huan would have been furious on the spot, but now he just twitched his eyes, stepped forward and said, "These are all fake."

Yan Fei glanced at the calm Tang Huan, his eyes flickered with disappointment, and replied frivolously, "How will you know if you don't try."

Of course Yan Fei knew that these were fake, and "try" was just a casual remark, but Tang Huan actually picked up the nearest [Fengqiu Yuhuang Chapter] on the table and looked through it. A large blush was visible on his cheeks, and he silently put the book back to its original place.

In order to distract Yan Fei from breaking through, Tang Huan would of course be the furnace that you can pick and choose, but with so many books on the table, he just picked one that turned against the guest and deceived himself.

The indelible images in his mind made Tang Huan breathe wildly: "...Do you want to try every one of them?"

Yan Fei calmed down and said: "Of course I have no objection if the palace master thinks."

The beauty in front of her had a stiff expression, her breathing was unsteady, and even those two beautiful long and curled eyelashes were trembling helplessly, obviously very embarrassed.

But just when Yan Fei thought he was going to die, Tang Huan nodded in agreement.

Not only that, after nodding, Tang Huan immediately imitated the movements in the "secret method" and hugged him up, but caught Yan Fei who was sitting on the jade chair watching the play by surprise.

At the moment of physical contact, the image of Tang Huan being embraced by Xiao Changli suddenly appeared in Yan Fei's mind, and the turmoil that had just arisen in his heart suddenly fell silent.

The hug stopped halfway, and was forcibly stopped by the "cheat book" in Yan Fei's hand.

Tang Huan looked at the thin book on his shoulder, then stared blankly at Yan Fei, his eyes, which were like a deep valley, showed a bit of aggrieved emotion.

"Try what you said."

"..."

Yan Fei suddenly felt as if he was shooting himself in the foot with a rock. He even suspected that Tang Huan's embarrassment just now was just pretending, playing hard to get.

Yan Fei rubbed the swollen eyebrows, and pushed Tang Huan further away with the book: "Didn't the palace lord in the past prefer death to obedience? Why is he suddenly impatient now? Compared to Shuangxiu, I want to hear the palace lord's explanation." .”

Tang Huan said: "...Exploding the body, knowing the sea and transforming the spirit, can save your life."

"What about after that? How does Xiao Changli plan to deal with me?" Yan Fei asked, Bo Shu turned around in mid-air, and pushed away the hand that had grabbed his cuff at some point.

After waking up from sleep, Tang Huan's personality was almost completely different from before. There was a coldness and coldness between his brows and eyes that could not be dissipated even in the warm weather, but the degree of clinginess only increased.

Just like now, Tang Huan looked even more aggrieved after being pushed away. The look in his eyes made Yan Fei inexplicably feel that he was wronged, as if his evasive action was so heinous.

After being avoided several times, Tang Huan lowered his eyelashes with difficulty concealing his disappointment: "Xiao Changli won't do anything to you. After you blew yourself up, no one can do anything to you."

Yan Fei's previous guesses were close to ten, but only one point was wrong. The reason why he asked Yan Fei to blew himself up was not to fake death in front of all the clans, because there was no need for that at all.

The day the son of the devil blew himself up was the day when all creatures in this world would be destroyed.

Since there are no more living people, why pretend to be dead?

Long before Tang Huan's arrival, under the pressure of Xiao Changli's despotic power, the spirit of anger told Yan Fei everything about the laws of the lower world, including the few remaining lifespans in this era.

The spirit of anger only knows that the era will eventually perish, and that only by ascending to the upper realm within a thousand years can one survive. dead ball.

The reason why Shu Tianyi was able to reveal the heavenly secret was purely because he was a ghost that escaped the eyes of Tiandao!

Under Tiandao's nose, Tang Huan also couldn't reveal too much. The closer the end of the tide was, Tiandao would keep his eyes on Changhuan Palace more closely.

However, what Tang Huan didn't know was that the little information revealed by the spirit of anger was enough for Yan Fei, enough for Yan Fei to comprehend the deep meaning of his vague words.

The most beautiful woman in the world in the past, not only her appearance is unparalleled, but also her intelligence is the best in the world.

Yan Fei looked up at the sky, a silent flame ignited in his eyes, the flame froze for a certain moment, and the small piece of sky that fell at the bottom of his eyes seemed to turn into flying smoke.

"…I see."

It was almost dusk, and everything was full of glow.

He stared at the setting sun in the west, and repeated word by word: "I see."

There are rumors in the world that the vision of the son of the demon at birth indicates that he will destroy the entire lower world sooner or later. Everyone is afraid of the danger of destroying the world, so everyone wants to kill him.

In the past, Yan Fei only thought that the theory of destroying the world was a joke. He was a mere person, and even if he ascended to immortality, he might not be able to destroy the lower realm, so he believed that the world was ignorant and ignorant, and decided to find the Falling Heaven Sword to take revenge on the world.

The wrathful spirit told him today that this era will eventually come to an end, and the end of the world is not a hypothesis, nor is a vision an illusion.

Tang Huan said just now that after he blew himself up, no one could do anything to him.

Yan Fei understood.

The era is bound to perish, but it will not perish for no reason. Perhaps someone or something is needed to promote its demise.

For example, the self-destruction of the son of the devil.

If his self-destruction can kill all living beings in the lower realm, then as Tang Huan said, no one can do anything to him after he self-destruction.

……

At this time, Tang Huan was struggling with how to explain to Yan Fei, but he didn't know that just based on his words, Yan Fei guessed the cause and effect completely.

Not only that, Yan Fei also guessed Xiao Changli's intention of asking the spirit of anger to tell him these things.

Xiao Changli let him know the rules of the lower realm, but he wanted to tell him that, as the son of a demon, he was doomed to die, and he still had a chance to survive as a pawn.

Can't break through distraction, can't recognize the sea spirit, and his self-destruction is just a dead end, so if he wants to live, he can only double cultivate with Tang Huan first.

Just when Yan Fei was thinking about this and guessing Xiao Changli's purpose, Tang Huan spoke again.

Tang Huan didn't ask him why he figured it out "so that's the case", but looked at his pale face with worried eyes, and covered his forehead without thinking.

"Is Zhihai injured again?"

Yan Fei was startled, without any precautions, the Sea of ​​Consciousness just let Tang Huan's spiritual sense in.

To him, the current Tang Huan can no longer be compared with the time when he lost his memory. From the beginning to the end, Xiao Changli was not the only one who plotted against him. Tang Huan knew everything and had an ambiguous relationship with Xiao Changli. , What is crossing the demon with the body, what is the double cultivation of a couple... Everything is a trap to drag him, the son of the devil, into the chess game.

The two of them had fused together too many times, and it had become a habit to accept Tang Huan, but now it was different, it was a big mistake to let the other party in.

Yan Fei's expression was awe-inspiring, in the sea of ​​consciousness, pure black water surged up, engulfing the wisp of consciousness floating in the air in an instant, and was about to tear it apart, when a thin cry of pain was suddenly heard in his ear.

Yan Fei: "..."

He only exerted a little force, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the force of a chicken, but it is only this insignificant force, and the delicate and delicate Palace Master is so painful that his face turns pale.

Yan Fei suddenly came to a conclusion in his mind, even if Tang Huan recovered his memory, he probably never suffered the slightest bit in his memory.

It means that Xiao Changli...has spoiled him till now.

The dark sea water churned up huge waves, and Yan Fei's arm suddenly wrapped around Tang Huan's waist, holding him tightly in his arms, until he was pulled back to his mind by the soft, complaining voice.

"Be gentle, it hurts." Tang Huan didn't struggle, but took the initiative to hug him back, "Zhihai is not hurt, what happened to you just now?"

Yan Fei froze for a while, and at the same time as she lowered her arms, the sea water also slowly let go of Tang Huan's consciousness.

"It's nothing, I was thinking how to kill Xiao Changli."

"..."

Tang Huan didn't say a word, but his face became a little weird. After the almost torn strand of consciousness escaped, he continued to wander on the sea.

Tang Huan asked: "Your sea of ​​consciousness has been injured so many times, even almost shattered. If the injury of sea of ​​consciousness affects your memory, do you feel... forgetting anything?"

Yan Fei was disturbed by his spiritual consciousness, and said in a gloomy voice, "No, you should come out."

Tang Huan slowly withdrew that ray of consciousness.

Yan Fei pushed the person away, and originally planned to ask him directly about the arrangement after the self-explosion, but when he caught a glimpse of Tang Huan's tightly pursed lips, he turned his lips and asked with a frown, "I remember the memories of the past 50 years clearly." Clearly, why are you asking this, is it related to your previous amnesia?"

Tang Huan shook his head slowly.

"It just occurred to me that since the memory will be affected, I may not be the only one who lost the memory..."

There is actually some truth to what he said. Yan Fei still doesn't know why Tang Huan lost his memory in the first place. If the reason was that the sea of ​​consciousness was injured, then his behavior of blowing up the sea of ​​consciousness again and again did have hidden dangers of amnesia.

However, Yan Fei has been really busy in the past fifty years, and his memories of the past are really not good. If he forgets, he forgets it. In the past three years, he remembers clearly, and he knows every time Tang Huan saved him. All vividly.

Yan Fei only thought that Tang Huan was changing the subject, diverting his killing intent towards Xiao Changli, and his tone turned cold instantly: "You are the only one, isn't the Palace Master going to explain to me, when will we get to the point? What should I do after I blew myself up?" how?"

The distance between the two was very close, Tang Huan could clearly feel the anxiety and impatience on Yan Fei's body, his eyes gradually dimmed, he hesitated for a moment, silently took out Xiaocui from the sea of ​​consciousness.

A body exactly like Yan Fei suddenly appeared in front of them.

Xiao Cui.

Or... the Falling Sword.

Yan Fei looked at the "puppet" in front of him who was no different from himself, and the suspicion that arose immediately made his black pupils shrink suddenly.

Then he heard Tang Huan say as he expected: "After you blew yourself up, I will return your new body."