Palace Lord, he just wants to be beautiful

The Sky Swallowing Clam looked shabby from the outside, but Tang Huan just wanted to withdraw his words when he entered it.

There is a unique cave in the clam, which is several times wider than the cave where ordinary monks live. If it weren't for the milky white clam shells that could be vaguely seen through the clouds, Tang Huan would have thought it was in another small world.

Not to mention two people, even two thousand people can live there!

The spirit of love and the spirit of fear also looked left and right curiously, very satisfied with this place.

"Why didn't the upper realm swallow the sky clam." The spirit of fear whispered.

The Spirit of Love explained patiently: "Although the Sky-Swallowing Clam is an ancient race, it is just as incomprehensible in cultivation as the clam shell. No one has ascended since ancient times."

The Spirit of Fear was stunned: "That's too stupid!"

The Spirit of Love smiled, noncommittal: "However, if there is a sky-swallowing clam ascending, it is estimated that our master will also be arrested and used as a cave. Ascension...is not necessarily a good thing."

The Spirit of Fear nodded hesitantly: "It's good to be stupid."

The Spirit of Love touched its little head: "Yeah, it's good to be like you."

"Are you really going to give this mussel to me?" Tang Huan felt as if the sky had fallen from the sky all the way around. "This should be your cave, right?"

Jiang Hanjiao walked slowly behind him: "If the Palace Master likes it, he can live here forever."

"I like."

"That belongs to the Palace Master."

The few people visited the interior of the cave all the way, looking at the various valuable decorations in front of them, Tang Huan rubbed his fingertips, and began to think about how to pack it away.

Sitting down on the sparkling water bed in the cave, Tang Huan's expression froze suddenly, and he slowly raised his head like petrified, "...what did you call me just now?"

Jiang Hanjiao's face did not change, but a smile flashed in his eyes: "Your Excellency."

"That's not it."

"Palace Master."

There was silence in the Sky Swallowing Clam.

The two stood and sat, looking at each other silently.

It was too late and then it was too late, Tang Huan suddenly rushed towards the exit, but the sky-swallowing clam didn't know what cultivation level it was in life, even though his aura exploded, the clam shell was still tightly stitched.

The Spirit of Fear and the Spirit of Love looked at each other above Tang Huan's head.

"Third Brother... Do we want to help?"

"You will be found out if you shoot." Spirit of Love took a long look at Jiang Hanjiao, "It's good to stay here, I don't like the man before."

It only wanted to be Tang Huan's sword, and Yan Fei didn't have the smell it liked, and the spirit of fear felt the same.

Although Tang Huan itself is frightening, he still reveals fragments of fear from time to time to nourish it, and Yan Fei...it can't feel it at all.

The Spirit of Love is a little entangled in the relationship between the two, it is a good spirit, it has no bad intentions in nature, and it does not want to see Tang Huan sad.

"It's a pity that they are Taoist companions, alas, how could they be Taoist companions."

"This is also true." The Spirit of Fear pointed to Jiang Hanjiao, "This is also the master's Taoist companion. The master has eighteen Taoist companions!"

Spirit of Love: "?"

The Spirit of Fear counted with his fingers, his face was tangled up: "The master said eighteen, but there seem to be nineteen, and there is one particularly strong one, the master always talks about it."

Spirit of Love: "?"

The Spirit of Fear has been huddled in Tang Huan's sword for the past few months, and has been of no help. He has eavesdropped on a lot of gossip, and it excitedly shared it with the Spirit of Love. The expression of the Spirit of Love gradually changed from shock to Numb and indifferent, when I heard the end, I suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment.

As a spirit of love, the son of destiny in its heart is a person with love in its heart, and it also needs to absorb the love fragments of its master to become stronger.

But now, the spirit of love suddenly found that his structure was small.

If his new master is particularly popular, even if Tang Huan cultivated the Ruthless Dao, it still has countless fragments of love to absorb!

This... isn't more like its ideal Destiny Man.

In the original book, although the protagonist got the Spirit of Love early, he never fully recognized the protagonist, so when he was given to Yan Fei by the protagonist, the Spirit of Love did not protest.

It wasn't until the protagonist was reborn and was enveloped by countless loves under the blessing of the glamorous halo that the spirit of love had this epiphany and completely agreed with the protagonist.

Tang Huan didn't know, when he was in a stalemate with the clam shell, he snatched the role of the protagonist again. He just felt a warm current from the top of his head soaking through his whole body. It has grown a lot.

Tang Huan stopped suddenly, what's the matter?

The spirit of fear crawled on the head of the spirit of love, and said eagerly: "Third brother, you are so strong."

Unlike it, when he recognized Tang Huan, Tang Huan didn't notice it at all.

Tang Huan also heard the envious sound of the spirit of fear, and vaguely guessed something, instead of being surprised, his eyes went dark, his aura became unstable, and he almost fell from mid-air.

Fortunately, Jiang Hanjiao was always paying attention to his movements, and he dodged to hold him firmly in his arms.

"The Three Realms are raging, the Palace Master shouldn't go out and take risks."

Tang Huan wanted to break free from his arm, but a gust of cold air flowed into Jiang Hanjiao's palm, which relieved his tense nerves.

He looked at Jiang Hanjiao in surprise, and Jiang Hanjiao said coldly: "That day the Buddha of Immeasurable wounded your spiritual roots, stay here, and I will heal your wounds."

When the spiritual root is injured, it often looks the same, and it is extremely difficult for outsiders to detect it, but the spiritual root is equivalent to the foundation of a cultivator, and the stronger the realm in the future, the more obvious the backlash will be.

Both Jiang Hanjiao and Tang Huan have ice spirit roots, and he had already noticed it through the Fengyun Jade Talisman that day.

Tang Huan didn't appreciate it: "No need, open this clam! You're only at the Golden Core level, aren't you afraid I'll kill you?!"

Jiang Hanjiao: "Not afraid."

The Spirit of Fear added hesitantly: "Master, he is really not afraid."

Tang Huan: "..."

Don't pay attention to one or two of them, right?Do you really think he dare not make a move? !

Tang Huan was so angry that he wanted to teach Jiang Hanjiao a lesson when he took out the soul-destroying bell, but at this moment, the Spirit of Love suddenly flew towards Jiang Hanjiao, with a small hand directly poking in from Jiang Hanjiao's head, and then A small piece of faint red light was pulled out from the sea of ​​consciousness.

Tang Huan was dumbfounded, but Jiang Hanjiao, who was probed into the sea of ​​consciousness, didn't seem to notice it.

The Spirit of Love leaned back on top of Tang Huan's head, holding the fragment and devouring it, "Master, he loves you and won't hurt you."

Tang Huan: "???"

Tang Huan looked at Jiang Hanjiao's ice-cold face, his fingers holding the soul-destroying bell seemed to be frozen, "You, you said he likes me...?"

Spirit of Love nodded: "I like it very much."

"Why can't I see it."

"But he really likes you."

Whether it was before or after time-traveling, he had never experienced this kind of plot, his face blushed, and he forgot to struggle for a moment.

This person... likes him?

Tang Huan blinked and stared blankly at Jiang Hanjiao, just like how those characters in the book like the protagonist?

Jiang Hanjiao didn't know what happened, but noticed that Tang Huan's face was getting redder and redder, and his eyes were staring at him unblinkingly, a little puzzled, but also a little flattered and at a loss.

The smell of Chang Huan Xiang permeated the surroundings, and the astrologer, who was as noble and stern as the frosty moon of the Mermaid Clan, averted his sight in a bit of embarrassment at this time.

"The body shape and appearance can be disguised, but the smell of the Palace Master's body is hard to hide. Xie Xuan and others will find Xingchenhai sooner or later. The Sky Swallowing Clam is the safest."

"...if I have to go out."

Jiang Hanjiao said nothing, the answer was self-evident.

Tang Huan broke free from his hands, smelled the scent on his body, and took out the soul-absorbing bell without saying a word. The psychedelic way was clearly displayed, and countless voices asked Jiang Hanjiao to open the clam, but he was like an old man. The monk is generally in samadhi, but he is not moved at all.

Jiang Hanjiao even explained to Tang Huan: "The shark race is a race born in the sea of ​​stars, and the sea of ​​consciousness is connected with the sea of ​​stars."

Tang Huan gritted his teeth and activated the Dementor Bell again.

The illusion appeared, Jiang Hanjiao seemed to have returned to the Haitang Cave Mansion, and "Tang Huan" was lying on the stone bed in the cave mansion, calling him to hurry over to sleep.

Jiang Hanjiao was stunned for a moment, knowing that it was an illusion, he actually walked over there. Seeing that the two were about to lie down together, Tang Huan put away the bell with his blushing face dripping from the illusion.

"Let me out!" He said angrily, "If I don't practice, what's the use of locking me up."

"The Palace Master doesn't want to practice, so he won't practice."

"... "

Jiang Hanjiao flicked his sleeves, and the shell of the swallowing clam turned into a sky full of stars. Only a little star was the brightest at the junction of the two shells.

Tang Huan's eyes lit up, thinking that there was a breakthrough, he immediately flew towards the star, and after getting closer, he saw himself...and Jiang Hanjiao in the star.

Not only that, the appearances of the two of them flashed in every nearby star, and in one star, he even saw Yan Fei.

"What is this?" Tang Huan asked.

Jiang Hanjiao replied: "The astrolabe of the two of us also represents countless possibilities in a lifetime."

"In other words, every star is a possibility?"

Tang Huan grabbed the one with Yan Fei flashing past, that star was very dim, and in the blink of an eye, he died suddenly on the bed in Wuhuan Cave Mansion, and the murderer was naturally a certain villain.

Tang Huan: "..."

He took another one in disbelief, this time he still died in Changhuan Palace, when the Righteous Path Alliance attacked, he was slapped to death by Qingxu Immortal Venerable.

Another one, another one... This is not so much his astrolabe, but rather his [-] ways to die.

Tang Huan suddenly froze when he got a fairly bright star, and stared at it for a long time before letting go. Then he picked up the brightest star, looked at it several times, and then turned and walked into the cave.

"I knew I should stay away from your fortune-teller!" Tang Huan cursed all the way, and sure enough, he couldn't leave if he got involved!

Spirit of Fear boldly asked: "Master, aren't we going out?"

Tang Huan didn't look sideways, his face was expressionless, and he didn't ignore the words of the two sword spirits this time.

"Well, not going out."

……

At the same time, in Jixing City.

Yan Fei was closing his eyes to heal his wounds, when his eyelids suddenly started to twitch wildly.

He opened his eyes and scanned the surroundings with his consciousness. After realizing that Tang Huan hadn't come back, he subconsciously frowned.

Getting into trouble again?