into delusion

Outside the door, the night was still dark, probably only at Yinzheng time. Although the new moon had reached the end of the sky, it was still refusing to fall, barely exuding a halo of stars.The mountains are like night, overlapping, covering the surrounding densely, and you may not be able to see your fingers clearly, only a ray of moon shadow reflected in the deep blue lake in the distance.

Looking at the sparkling lake, Yan Mo inadvertently frowned, remembering the scene a few days ago.At that time, the person he was holding in his arms was already cold all over, his arms were hanging by his sides, his breath and pulse were so weak that it seemed as if he would fall into Yan Jun's hands as soon as he let go.It's not that Yan Mo has never encountered such a serious injury in his life, but there are very few who can lend a helping hand to him.In troubled times, human life is like a mustard, everyone should cherish it, fearing that even himself will be folded into it, so he would rather go to the battle to kill the enemy than spend a lot of energy on one life.Just because it's not worth it.

However, by chance, he met Shen Yan.In this weird world, the only person who makes him feel good.a friend.

For this newly-acquainted friend, he sent him a hundred miles, jumped off a cliff for him, and even spared no effort to save that chance of survival time and time again.In the past, if someone dared to say that he would do his best to someone other than Master, even those opponents would laugh.Could it be possible that Yan Mo in black clothes has become a bodhisattva who saves suffering?

But just do it, Yan Mo doesn't care too much, in life, how many friends can he have, let alone such congenial confidantes.It's a pity that due to chance, they had to come to a double cultivation.

In all fairness, if Shuangxiu can help him recover his skills, then no matter who he is with, Yan Mo will not refuse, he is not one of those righteous chivalrous men with a pious appearance, and he will not treat a good-natured sex as a burden.However, those who can help him recover his skills are not willing to double cultivate with him.

Born in that troubled world, Yan Mo's favorite thing to do is to take advantage of people's illnesses to kill people. Battle formations are like traps. It doesn't matter whether they are upright or not, the result is the only thing.But for a true friend, he has never taken advantage of others' danger, that is, he disdains and refuses.

Looking at the lake water in the distance, a sneer appeared on Yan Mo's lips.This time it was he who broke his own rules, just because Shen Yan didn't want to.He neither wants to add the poison in his body to others, nor does he want to get involved in such a complicated relationship with himself.Under the calm mask, the man's struggle and resistance are so clear.

Although they didn't get along for a long time, Yan Mo knew that it would be very difficult to change Shen Yan's temper.This person seems easy-going and frivolous, but deep down he is extremely stubborn. If he is not willing, no one can force him to submit.So Yan Mo didn't give him a chance to choose. When the phrase "Help me recover my skills" came out, Shen Yan had no room to refuse.

Even if you lose your dignity and life, you don't want to be ashamed of your friends.This is the nature of the prodigal son.

Forcing a person who doesn't want to practice double cultivation is really taking advantage of the other person's danger.Yan Mo didn't want to make a careful distinction, whether he wanted to restore his skills as soon as possible and get back what belonged to him, or he wanted to help the prodigal son heal the poison and save the life he had been protecting in his palm as soon as possible... However, no matter what the root cause was, Shen Yan He was unwilling from the beginning to the end. For him, this move was not mutually beneficial, but just a last resort.

Therefore, this double cultivation has become an embarrassing thing.This is not a strange thing, if it were him, it would not be so pleasant to be raped by a man.Therefore, Yan Mo didn't force him, and he didn't use any mental tricks, but just practiced well and well.But who would have expected that Shen Yan would be so obedient...

With a slight movement of the fingers, the touch seemed to return to the palm, Yan Mo lowered his eyes and clenched his fist.After a few days and nights, countless cuttings and sinkings, in the final analysis, double cultivation is not a simple exercise, but the same body intercourse, which is a pleasure in the house.No matter how well he controlled his mind, he was not a grass, a tree or a rock, so how could he not feel the change of that person under him.Like a piece of ice-cold rock, slowly melting in his own hands, becoming a handy utensil.

Shen Yan is a man, and Yan Mo doesn't like men.But seeing this man who is tougher and more courageous than most men in the world, suppressing his breath and stretching his limbs under him, it is unexpectedly moving.But behind this obedience, there is still helplessness and unwillingness hidden, even the smile on the prodigal son's face is different.

Yu Se came to the brows again, Yan Mo coldly walked towards the lake.A double cultivation, in exchange for his martial arts, and the life of the man, but ruined the honesty between the two, seeing Shen Yan's changed smile, he felt an uncontrollable anger welling up in his heart.But just do it, and there is no point in regretting it. Since Shen Yan doesn't want to, he is not interested in getting entangled in it. Whether it is the Zhaixing Tower or the Nine Dragons Ring, they are much more important than these things.

Walking to the edge of the lake, he found a flat place to sit down, Yan Mo closed his eyes, forgot all the lights and whispers in the hospital room, and held his breath to perform exercises.

It's just that he didn't realize that the gloomy color between his brows never faded away...

Another night passed, and the demon scholar's heart was completely ashes.For seven full days, he stayed in this mountain range for such a long time, but he still didn't find any trace of Shen Yan and the man in black.If it is said that they died somewhere in the mountains, the men and horses he sent in the past few days have not found the bodies of the two of them, but found several remnants of the bonfire that were carefully concealed.

Looking at these traces, the demon scholar felt even more burning pain on his face. The two he was chasing had never died, and they had been eating and drinking in the ravine in style, wandering around for several days.I really don't know what kind of Gu that Nana woman put on Shen Yan. Could it be that he fell off a cliff once and let him escape the death-killing Gu?

What's worse is that since the landlord sent back the summons, things have been slipping in a worse direction.The miasma escaping from the hidden valley suddenly became thicker, covering the entire entrance.Without checking for a while, the subordinates he brought were actually invaded by miasma, and half of them were broken.It doesn't count if he can't find anyone, and he loses troops again and again. Now, if he doesn't go back to the business with the two of them in his hands, he will be unable to deal with himself. It looks like, even if he kills those two people, he may not be able to return to the core of the Star Picking Tower in the future.

However, no matter how anxious and angry, the demon scholar dare not leave Yingu now.Rather than go back and be punished, he is more willing to try his best to make up for his mistakes. No matter whether the two people really entered the valley or continued to wander outside the valley, they can no longer be let go.

Confused, the demon scholar took out the dumb whistle from his sleeve and blew it lowly. This is the communication whistle provided in the building. When it is blown, it can make a whistle like the sound of wind, which is perfect for contacting his subordinates.However, after blowing the whistle three times, there was no echo, and the demon scholar jumped up from the ground. How could it be possible, there were at least three patrolling whistles nearby, even if one and a half were broken, it is impossible for the three of them to lose their voices together!

However, before he left to check the situation, a figure appeared in the thin mist of Hidden Valley.It was a man in gray clothes, with a handsome face and a clean body. He was clearly in the mist that could kill people, but he seemed to be strolling in a garden, without any trace of popularity.The long sword in his hand swayed slightly with his figure, and a little blood dripped to the ground along the edge of the sword.

The demon scholar raised his folding fan with a swipe. He recognized this person, but wasn't he the man the landlord had named to take him!Who would have thought that the person who should be blocked outside the valley, but Shi Shiran came out of the valley, with blood in his hand, holding the long sword issued by Tianshu, this person... this person has become Mandrill ghost!

Before he could think about it, the figure suddenly swayed and seemed to turn into a wisp of green smoke.The demon scholar took a closer look, and there was no trace of that person in the same place. This shock made him stand upside down, and the peach blossom fan clattered to protect his chest. However, although his movements were fast, they were far away from him. The person above him looked like a startled figure.The demon scholar only felt a chill on his shoulder, and the long sword pierced into his right chest, piercing a hole.

They are more than ten feet apart! !

The demon scholar let out a scream, and grabbed the long sword pierced into his chest with his right hand back. However, he was willing to exchange his body for the man's weapon, but the man didn't bother to fight him head-on. Instead, he let go of his fingers and twisted his wrist. , and snatched the peach-blossom iron fan that the scholar was holding in his hand.

Pressing his right chest, he took two steps back in embarrassment. The ugly scholar's ugly face was full of fear. He faced this man a few days ago. Does he have such strong martial arts? !The man on the opposite side opened the folding fan Shi Shiran, and turned it left and right twice.One side of the fan is a thousand-mile peach blossom, and the other side is a beautiful woman's bright eyes. They open and close, as if they can confuse people's minds. There is a smile on the man's jade-like face, cold and non-smiling. smile.

"After so many days, the Zhaixing Tower has not given up yet?"

Losing his natal weapon and being severely injured by the enemy, even the demon scholar knows that today is going to be a day of trouble.However, that ugly face did not show any cowardice, instead it became more ferocious. He stuffed the dumb whistle in his hand into his mouth again, and blew it loudly. As long as he could hold on for a while, someone would naturally come to help.

Seeing the other party's desperate struggle, the man smiled, waved his long sleeves, and several objects landed at the demon scholar's feet, each of which was small and delicate, just dumb whistles stained with blood.Facing the demon scholar's desperate expression, he said lightly: "I want to ask something, if you answer it, you can leave a whole body behind."

Knowing that all the ambushing subordinates around him had been eliminated, the demon scholar stopped talking, instead he gritted his teeth and pulled out the long sword stuck in his chest with his backhand. Blood splashed out with a puff, and half of his blue shirt was soaked.

This gesture of fighting to the death did not impress the man, but instead made him sneer: "Another Ran Feng?"

Before the words were finished, the demon scholar jumped forward, but the other party was only on the toes, with a figure like a dragon, standing up from the ground.Thousands of miles of peach blossoms bloomed in front of her.The demon scholar only felt a blur in front of his eyes and a pain in his knee, and he collapsed to the ground.The folding fan smashed the wrist bone, the toe crushed the knee, and the severe pain hit him overwhelmingly.

The man in front of him ignored his miserable appearance, but bent down, picked up the hilt of the sword with his fingertips like white jade, turned the tip of the sword, and landed on the mouth of the demon scholar like a wolf's kiss.

"Where's the man-bear?"

The demon scholar cursed loudly, but before he finished cursing, the long sword tore his cheek, and a long bloody slit was drawn from his lips.He cried out in pain, but the sword didn't stop, and it hit his eye sockets again. Thick blood spots slid down the edge of the sword and dripped into his trembling eyes.

"Have you been sent back for treatment?"

"I do not……"

Jianfeng protruded, and a trick was picked out of the eye socket.The demon scholar hissed and wailed again, his tears spurting out mixed with blood.

"Does the Zhaixing Building have a base nearby?"

"Don't even think about..."

The blade lifted and fell again.Screaming endlessly.

With each sentence of questioning, the scene did not look like torture, but rather like being delayed.But the long sword in the hand of the sword-holder never flicked, one sword after another was steady, reaping his own problems.

After all, he is not a decent person from a famous school. In the end, the demon scholar only survived thirty swords. The blood slid down his body and soaked the nearby soil. , His lips trembled, allowing more blood to overflow along the base of his ears.

"Wei Lingyun? No, I don't know, please, I really don't know what Mr. Lingyun has to do with the building. The landlord's surname is Zhang, and his surname is Zhang! Kill me quickly, quickly..."

The edge of the sword pierced the throat, and the body only let out two light hoots, and the neck twitched, and it stopped moving.Looking at the pool of blood under his feet, Yan Mo's figure flickered, and he walked towards the mountain stream over there.

Shen Yan bent down and walked into the cave, where the vines were still luxuriant, covering the sunny day and the gloomy mountain wind from the outside of the cave. When he came here last time, he couldn't move much, and he was sleepy for an unknown amount of time. I remember that the rocks behind him were not flat, which made his back hurt.

But now, he has recovered half of his internal energy, got rid of the Gu poison, and recuperated under the hands of the ghost doctor for two days. Although he is still far away from his heyday, he is no longer powerless.And the person next to him...

Frowning slightly, Shen Yan bent down and turned over a rock by the side of the cave. In the hollow below lay a small bag and a blood book.In order to enter the valley, these things were not allowed to be brought, so Yan Mo hid them here.At that time, his life and death were still uncertain, but the man was still unwilling to abandon this blood book that could prove his innocence.

A sound of footsteps sounded outside the cave, Shen Yan slowly relaxed her frowning brows, and bent down to pick up those few things.With a soft sound, the vines outside the cave were picked up.

"got it?"

Accompanied by the mountain wind, there was a strong smell of blood.Shen Yan looked up at the man who walked into the cave. Unlike before, he was already wearing a brand new gray robe, and his hair was no longer damp. He just stood outside the cave so refreshed, with not even a speck of blood on his body. He didn't touch it, and there was no hostility in Ruo Liren's eyes, he just looked over indifferently, as if waiting for his reply.

Shen Yan gently raised the corner of her lower lip: "I got it. Where are you?"

"Only fifteen were found. The crane man and the man-bear were all gone. I also found out something. It is said that the nearest stronghold of the Zhaixing Tower is outside the mountain. Do you want to go check it out?"

"I'm afraid I don't have enough time. I still have to go to Bailuan Peak to clear Gan San of his charges."

"It is said that Wei Lingyun will go."

"Yes, he is the guarantor. Not only will he go, but he also made a small bet with me."

Yan Mo didn't answer, but just stepped aside.Shen Yan paused slightly, and walked past him.The howling mountain wind blew away the blood, and also the clouds covering the sky.The sky was shining brightly, and the two walked towards the outside of the mountain under the scorching sun, one in front and one behind, with a distance of ten steps between them.