Palace Lord, he just wants to be beautiful

Tang Huan was dubious, staring at Yan Fei, not missing any expression on his face, "Where did you find her, where is her body?"

"If you want to pretend to be her, you have to destroy the corpse."

"...You didn't kill people, did you?"

The room suddenly became quiet, and it was a little strangely quiet.

Yan Fei stopped rubbing the token, and looked at Tang Huan quietly. She clearly had the appearance of a delicate girl, but there was an indescribable evil spirit in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

"So what if it is, what if it isn't?"

I don't know where the wound was pulled, Yan Fei frowned and paused, a layer of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, which was instantly subsided by the cleansing technique, he sneered and said: "The palace master treats a kid who has just known him for half a month like this. Caring, why don't you care about my life? When you agreed to exchange, you should have this awareness."

Hearing this, Tang Huan's eyes flashed with confusion.

That's right, why did he never seem to care about Yan Fei's life?

Although this guy was the big villain in the original book, he was killed at the beginning, but now it is no longer the plot direction of the original book. They even have an entangled cooperative relationship, another sense of "living together and dying together".

Strange to say, Tang Huan couldn't remember what state of mind he was in when he exchanged the foxes. Thinking back on that behavior, he felt ashamed. How was he different from Yan Fei who used the protagonist unscrupulously in the original book?

"I'm sorry... I probably didn't think about it that much at the time." Tang Huan was introspecting, but he was still very concerned about the cause of Yue Xingyue's death, because it was very likely that his exchange of fan pendants caused the consequences, "You really will Yue Xingyue killed?"

Yan Fei cast a dark face impatiently: "You think so."

"Kill her, how do you pretend to be her aura?" Tang Huan leaned closer, his brain quickly recalling the plot about Yan Fei in the book, suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly, and said firmly: "Her sea of ​​consciousness is in your hands, right?" .”

Yan Fei's pupils shrank slightly, and she looked at him in amazement, and the light in her eyes quickly dimmed.

"What sea of ​​knowledge?"

"Stop pretending, 20 years ago, you killed the Thief with Thousand Faces who was the tenth on the reward list, otherwise, how could you know his way of disguise? It is rumored that he has a breath-changing ring on him, as long as someone's recognition When Hai is put into the ring, he can transform into the other party's breath at will."

Tang Huan groped his left hand carefully, and there was indeed a transparent ring on his index finger, which could not be seen unless he looked carefully.

Yan Fei was stiff all over, but Tang Huan heaved a long sigh of relief.

This ring can only draw breath from the active sea of ​​consciousness, which means that Yue Xingyue is still alive, at least the sea of ​​consciousness is still alive, and it is not too difficult to reshape the physical body.

He didn't care about Yan Fei's unpredictable expression, he took off the ring and asked, "Is she in a deep sleep state now? I guess I will leave Diancang Mountain in two years, and then you change your identity and leave her behind." Well, she probably doesn't know what happened."

Yan Fei asked sullenly, "How do you know?"

Tang Huan showed an unpredictable smile, and said in a mysterious way: "Hmph, don't underestimate Changhuan Palace."

Not to mention Yan Fei's family background, Tang Huan knew all about the seven sword spirits that he dug three feet to find, because the risk of cannon fodder and the protagonist snatching the sword spirit was too great, so he didn't particularly want to find it.

For people in this world, two years is just a blink of the eye, and the matter has come to an end, and they can only give Yue Xingyue some panacea and secret treasures as compensation.

After confirming that it was Yue Xingyue's aura, Tang Huan put the ring back on Yan Fei's dark eyes.

"Aura can be disguised, but memory, how did you hide it from Yue's family?"

"I can't hide it." Yan Fei leaned back on the bed, the color of her lips faded unconsciously, "That's why I blew up the sea of ​​consciousness."

Tang Huan: "What???"

Yan Fei took out a Qi-tonifying pill from Yue Xingyue's Qiankun bag and swallowed it, and wrote casually: "The damage to the sea of ​​consciousness may cause amnesia, thanks to the inspiration given by the palace master."

Tang Huan looked at his expression purely looking at the lunatic, and then remembered what Yue Qixian said earlier, Yue Xingyue's sea of ​​consciousness was injured and almost shattered.

"Are you crazy?! You're not afraid to blow yourself up!"

A monk's sea of ​​consciousness is different from his physical body, the physical body can be rebuilt if it is destroyed, but if the sea of ​​consciousness is gone, it will really be gone!

Yan Fei limply leaned against the head of the bed, half-closed her eyes, and said in a soft voice, "Do I have a choice?"

Tang Huan stopped talking.

He pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty: "At first, I just wanted to blow up a crack, but I didn't control the force well. After all, it didn't break. The Palace Master was almost free."

Tang Huan: "Don't be weird."

Yan Fei: "So I ask the palace master to help me restore it. To restore the sea of ​​consciousness, you must first cultivate both."

Tang Huan: "..." So they were waiting here.

Seeing that he was so weak that he looked like he was about to die, Tang Huan rummaged through the mustard space, "With my control over the consciousness, it's good luck not to shatter your consciousness, let alone repair it. You really value me."

Yan Fei said: "It's okay, if you don't try, how will you know?"

Tang Huan couldn't help but rolled his eyes at him: "Okay, if you're not afraid of death, just try."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Fei pulled him onto the bed like a flash of light, and then set up several barriers around the room. With the consumption of spiritual energy, that already pale face became more gray, like a flower. gradually withering words.

Tang Huan turned pale with shock: "You really don't want your life!"

The lips were kissed, and the belt was torn off in a blink of an eye.

The girl half-pressed herself, her eyes burning brighter than the fire roots.

"No, double cultivation first."

"Double repairs!" Tang Huan pressed Yan Fei's chest angrily, his tentacles were soft, he looked down, and retracted his hands blushing.

Seeing that the "woman" was about to cover him up again, Tang Huan quickly pressed against his shoulder.

"You're injured, don't force me to do it! I've sucked so much devilish energy from you, and our breaths have already blended together, why bother to cultivate!"

Yan Fei paused: "Then how can they be compared?"

Tang Huan: "Yes, it's the same principle."

Those male pets in Changhuan Palace have all confirmed that by absorbing spiritual energy from him, they can probe his sea of ​​consciousness. This is obviously the same reason as he absorbs magic energy from Yan Fei.

"So I can fix it for you without dual cultivation, you should die of that heart!"

Yan Fei was silent for a long while, and she lingered in his ear to seduce him: "Shuangxiu with me, maybe you can get it done once and for all, and you won't have to absorb the magic energy anymore."

Tang Huan was expressionless: "It's okay, I'd rather smoke every day."

Yan Fei: "Is that why you like kissing me so much?"

Tang Huan: "Yes, I also like your deliberate efforts to protect me."

Yan Fei: "..."

Yan Fei: "Get out."

He was soft-spoken one second, and ferocious in the next second. The villain's face changed faster than the sky. Tang Huan glanced at Yan Fei's gloomy and distorted face at close range, and felt a little sympathy in his heart, but it didn't prevent him from simply pulling away. leave.

Before leaving, Tang Huan looked at Yan Fei, who was lying on his back with a pervasive aura, and put some pills he found in the mustard space beside the bed.

After reading several books, he gradually understood the functions of various elixirs.

"These are pain-relieving pills, have you taken them?"

Just dipping into the sea of ​​consciousness caused extreme pain, and the sea of ​​consciousness exploded... Tang Huan couldn't imagine what it felt like. When he was in close contact just now, he could feel Yan Fei's body trembling undetectably, as if he was holding back the extreme pain. big pain.

Yan Fei didn't respond, Tang Huan thought for a while, and took out his old friend Qixing lotus seeds.

"Do you want the seven-star lotus seeds?"

Yan Fei still didn't look back, more than that, she seemed to curse someone in a low voice.

Tang Huan leaned forward to take a look, and simply stuffed the seven-star lotus seeds into Yan Fei's mouth. There was a soft touch from his fingertips, and he even accidentally touched the wet tip of his tongue. Tang Huan froze, and then let out a cry of pain.

"hiss…!"

This bastard actually took the opportunity to bite him!

Tang Huan took two steps back, stared viciously at the figure who still didn't look back for a long time, took out a whole bunch of seven-star lotus flowers from the mustard space and threw them at it, angry, annoyed and ignorant.

"Here, it's even with the fan fall! Don't count on me with your poor knowledge, you can figure it out yourself!"

Yan Fei finally spoke: "Okay, given the current situation, the Yue family should be able to find some heaven's favored people around the foundation for me to choose as a Taoist partner. At this moment, I will practice double cultivation first, and after the genius grows up, I will ask him to repair my body." Zhihai, what do you think of Yu Chuyang?"

Tang Huan stopped walking when he reached the door.

Yan Fei seemed to see something, and seemed to be testing him, and said unhurriedly: "It took only a dozen days to break through the foundation building. With his talent, it shouldn't take many years for me to restore the sea of ​​consciousness. , don’t bother Palace Master, I’ll go and ask his wishes tomorrow.”

Tang Huan: "..."

Tang Huan pretended to be nonchalant: "Oh, whatever you want."

...

After coming out of Yue Xingyue's room, Tang Huan gave up his plan to visit Jiang Mingzhen, and practiced his sword listlessly in the courtyard.

Did Yan Fei see that he came to Diancang Mountain for Yu Chuyang?

How obvious is he...?

Not necessarily, maybe Yan Fei was just a little skeptical, and deliberately put bait for fishing in order to catch him, or maybe he really took a fancy to Yu Chuyang's aptitude, in order to restore the precarious sea of ​​consciousness.

Tang Huan swung his long sword vigorously. In the original book, although the villain and the protagonist have been emotionally entangled for two lifetimes, they have never practiced dual cultivation. If Yan Fei is allowed to find Yu Chuyang, he will have no idea what will happen afterwards.

It is possible to repeat the same mistakes in the book, and it is also possible to advance the rebirth of the protagonist, or even... maybe just HE.

Restoration of the sea of ​​consciousness is a long process. After the integration of spiritual consciousness, physical entanglements, and the conditions that did not happen in the original book, it is hard to guarantee that the villain will not be tempted.

Tang Huan's movement of swinging the sword became more and more chaotic, and his mood became more and more entangled.

He didn't know whether to stop Yan Fei from looking for Yu Chuyang, or to stay out of the matter and sit idly by, because he was not sure which would be more beneficial to him in the future.

Which one can make Yan Fei no longer need to cover up the evil energy in his body, and the ending will not explode and destroy the Three Realms?

Unknowingly, Tang Huan struggled for a day, and finally saw Cangwu Immortal for the second time in the evening.

The disciple of the inner sect was injured, and Cangwu Xianzun should have come to visit him out of reason and reason. When Cangwu Xianzun entered the room where Yan Fei was, Tang Huan was still practicing sword in the courtyard, but his heart was in his throat.

Fortunately, after half a cup of tea, Cangwu Immortal Venerable came out, still with a cynical and unrestrained temperament around him, it seemed that he didn't notice it at all.

Before leaving the courtyard, Cangwu Xianzun finally noticed Tang Huan, paused in his footsteps, turned his head and said, "Chang Huan, your fox was lost by Shuiyuezong."

Tang Huan was so nervous that he broke into a cold sweat: "Lost, lost?"

Cangwu Xianzun nodded, and explained the whole story in a few words: "It swallowed the jade bone fruit that Feng Ling had planted for hundreds of years, before Feng Ling Xianzun had time to ask you for it, you gave it to Shui Yuezong, Jade bone fruit will remain in the stomach if eaten alone, so seven days ago, Feng Ling went to Jiang Mingzhen to take out the fruit from the fox's belly."

Speaking of this, Cang Wu suddenly stopped speaking, Tang Huan asked eagerly: "And then?"

"Then Jiang Mingzhen probed the fox with his spiritual sense, but found nothing. Immortal Feng Ling decided that he had used some means. In a fit of rage, he cut open the fox's stomach. There was indeed no fruit."

Tang Huan was taken aback: "What did you say?"

Cangwu Xianzun's expression was a little uncomfortable, but he was vaguely sullen: "The jade bone fruit was planted by Master Fengling Xianzun. , don’t forget to search for the teacher.”

Tang Huan digested it for a long time before he said awkwardly: "Master, that fox's stomach has been dissected, how can it still run?"

Cangwu Xianzun's eyes were full of hostility: "Shuiyuezong insisted on fighting against us, but Jiang Mingzhen overreacted to attack Fengling for the sake of a fox. Fengling was blocked by the disciples of Shuiyuezong. Let that fox find an opportunity to escape, it should have fled into Nanfeng Forest."

"I asked your junior sister just now, but she said she hadn't seen it, and she might still be alive. If you run back, you should immediately notify the teacher."

After finishing speaking, Immortal Cangwu left with his sword.

In the eyes of Da Neng in the Nascent Soul Realm, the life of a fox is really not as good as a fart. No one in the Three Realms practices the ruthless way, but there are ruthless people everywhere.

After Cangwu Xianzun left, Tang Huan no longer had the mind to practice swords. He walked to the door of Yan Fei's room and gently pushed the door open.

There was no light in the room, and the halo of spiritual energy was drawn into a line, extracted from the void, and slowly absorbed by the body on the bed. Yan Fei raised her eyes and glanced at him, her tone was still flat.

"It's late at night, come to see me for double cultivation?"

Tang Huan pursed his lips, walked to the bed and sat down without saying a word.

This time, starting from the top of his head, he swept Yan Fei's body slowly and meticulously inch by inch with his divine sense, feeling chills in his heart.

"What's so good about that fruit?" Tang Huan asked sullenly.

Yan Fei said lightly: "Ice muscles and bones, water and fire will not invade, and the physical body can be twice as strong."

"Will the stomach not be cut open by then?"

Yan Fei glanced at him and continued to heal herself.

Tang Huan put his hands on Yan Fei's stomach, and injected spiritual energy to heal his wounds, but said bluntly: "Don't do this kind of thing, what if something happens and I get hurt."

"laugh."

Yan Fei smiled frivolously, with a long and ambiguous ending: "Don't worry, my lord, as long as I'm still alive, even if I have only one breath left, I will protect you well."

"...you better be."

"Yeah, obey."