The short-lived white moonlight dressed as a beautiful, strong and miserable male protagonist

The strange howling on the deck of the flying boat lasted for about an hour before it stopped. The monks did not all rest at night, so many people watched the flower picker being kicked out of which room.

Therefore, when Xie Lanting and Gu Yunqi reappeared the next day, the presumptuous gazes on them were much less.

After all, recalling the appearance of that person last night, those who were malicious expressed that they couldn't afford to lose this person, and they were really trying to make an example of him.

Before the flying boat reached its destination, the two were thinking of a reasonable way for Gu Yunqi to go to Cangxing Mountain.

Because even if the Gu family randomly selects some people for Cangxing Mountain, it doesn't mean that Gu Yunqi must be selected. Gu Yunqi is "reasonable" and can sneak in without arousing Gu Bo's suspicion.

The hidden guard who stayed at the Gu family sent back news that among the three peaks that Cangxing Mountain gave up, the Gu family occupied a place with a lot of aura. It's a benefit.

It is agreed that everyone will jointly manage the land boundary, and it is true that the benefits of the gate are more.

Gu Jingping heard that the left-handed sword has already been practiced, and he is indispensable for this trip to the treasure land to practice. Gu Yunqi wanted to start with him: "It seems that I have to go to him for a while."

The three peaks no longer belong to Cangxing Mountain, and they are far away from Cangxing Mountain. While Gu Jingping was occupying the treasured land for cultivation, Gu Yunqi was wasting his days in the notorious Cangxing Mountain. His cousin must be very happy to see this scene , will help him.

The method is correct, but Xie Lanting frowned: "Yes, but you also need to know that he may want to cripple your arm when he sees you now, even if we go to him to find a sense of presence, we have to find a suitable time .”

Xie Lanting shook the note in his hand, according to the information passed by the secret guard, Gu Jingping's character became more and more paranoid, and he injured a lot of training partners these days, ordinary disciples were miserable to him, dare not speak out.

Gu Yun nodded. Although there are many ways to ensure that he will not be hurt, it is always better to be cautious: "At least Gu Bo can't be present."

After all, Gu Bo is a Mahayana cultivation base, and it is easy to be seen through playing tricks under his nose.

At least they didn't have time on the day they returned to Nanlin, because it was already night when they arrived, and it was a night of thunder and rain.

It is no exaggeration to say that Xie Lanting was wrapped in a big cloak by Gu Yunqi and rushed into the house with his arms all the way.

They didn't go back home, Gu Yunqi took him straight to his rented house in Nanlin City - the house where Tong'er lived for a few days before, Gu Yunqi still kept it and did not return the rent.

Entering the room, Gu Yunqi immediately raised his arm to scratch the wound, but Xie Lanting stopped him with trembling hands: "Don't...it's not an old wound...blood is useless."

They avoided the rain with spiritual power, so both of them kept their coats dry, but Xie Lanting was dripping with cold sweat, his face was as pale as if he had been soaked in ice water, and his whole body was trembling.

Gu Yunqi felt distressed.

He ordered the hidden guard to boil hot water, and raised his hand to wipe Xie Lanting's sweat: "What's going on, what medicine do you want to take?"

Xie Lanting pursed his lips, this time he finally did not use the old injury as an excuse, and said softly: "Heart disease..."

Just as he was talking, a thunderbolt struck from outside, and Xie Lanting shook violently all over again. He yanked Gu Yunqi's clothes tightly, with great force, and the hands of a cultivator were so frightened that he almost lost his grip. The clothes were torn directly.

Xie Lanting buried her face in his arms: "Just stay with me..."

Heart disease.

Gu Yunqi's expression darkened.

He carried Xie Lanting to the bed and sat down, put Xie Lanting's legs on the bed, and put his upper body in his arms. Xie Lanting grabbed his clothes. Gu Yunqi didn't want to let go of him for the time being, so he just hugged him.

On the seventh day of the seventh day, the house was lit with soothing incense, the hot water was boiled, and the tea was prepared. On the second day of the first day, a pot was brought, and the handkerchief was twisted and handed to Gu Yunqi. They retreated to the dark place without too much disturbance.

Gu Yunqi wiped the cold sweat on Xie Lanting's forehead with a warm handkerchief, and asked softly, "Did something happen during the thunderstorm night?"

This is the second time, Gu Yunqi can't guess.

Heart disease needs to be healed by heart medicine, Gu Yunqi needs to understand what happened to Xie Lanting before, so that Gu Yunqi can prescribe the right medicine.

It's a pity that Xie Lanting won't answer his question.

Xie Lanting closed his eyes and clenched his teeth tightly. He couldn't say that we both died one after the other on a thunderstorm night.

In the past, there was no memory, and there was only helpless panic during the thunderstorm night. After having memory, even though the fear did not diminish at all, at least I found an anchor point.

He nestled in Gu Yunqi's arms, resting his head on his chest, he could hear Gu Yunqi's strong heartbeat, this was the most reassuring and relaxing sound he heard before leaving in his previous life.

Listening to Gu Yunqi's heartbeat, he was in a trance from time to time, and murmured: "As long as you are..."

His voice was too soft, because he was trembling and a little vague, Gu Yunqi lowered his head: "What?"

Xie Lanting tightened his fingers, and tugged at him with his white fingertips: "As long as you are here, I have nothing to be afraid of."

Gu Yunqi froze for a moment, raised his hand to wrap around the person in his arms tightly.

"Cloud rising..."

"I'm here, Lanting, I'm right here."

It's not that Gu Yunqi doesn't care about Xie Lanting's past, but if Xie Lanting is determined not to let people get to the bottom of it, then he won't force him to ask, but he won't let go of the person in his arms. his.

He hugged Xie Lanting tightly, and it was raining heavily outside the window, the two of them looked like people snuggling up to keep warm in the cold night.

In the long journey of life, what needs to be warmed most is the heart.

Gu Yunqi's previous fearlessness was all about revenge.People who can ignore life and death naturally have nothing to be afraid of, but after hearing Xie Lanting's murmur just now, his heart was heavy and light, and something fell down.

On his road of thorns and thorns, there is a lake with shimmering light. It is not to be destroyed, but to be protected.

For you, I can also not be afraid of anything.

The outbreak of fear caused Xie Lanting to flash the bloody image of the thunderstorm night in his previous life from time to time. Relying on Gu Yunqi's heartbeat, he tried his best to keep his thoughts from falling, telling himself that Gu Yunqi was still alive, and he was still alive. It's in the past.

However, his sanity would occasionally become blurred, so he asked Gu Yunqi to speak, not to keep silent.

He has to repeatedly confirm that Gu Yunqi is alive, so that he can feel at ease and resist a heart attack.

When it comes time to talk, Gu Yunqi speaks in a clear and orderly manner, but when Xie Lanting can't give much response, let him chat alone, he doesn't know what to say for a while.

But Xie Lanting seemed to be at ease only after hearing his voice. If Gu Yunqi didn't make a sound, Xie Lanting would have to tremble and struggle to talk to him.

Gu Yunqi held his hand, searched his mind a few times, but found nothing interesting, and before Xie Lanting spoke again, he finally found a sentence: "Do you still remember that there is a broken stone tablet in Zizhuhai? "

When I went to Purple Bamboo Sea, I concentrated on looking at the scenery. I really didn’t remember this, Xie Lanting shook his head, he realized that Gu Yunqi had finally found a topic, and was about to start a long talk.

"It's unremarkable. It's normal if you don't remember it. Last time we passed by there, I didn't point it out to you."

Because what Xie Lanting cared about was not the content, but Gu Yunqi's voice, so Gu Yunqi slowed down his speech, his voice was very soft, and as he spoke, he himself aroused a sense of nostalgia.

"If you look at the pile of stones apart, you may be able to find sword-carved patterns on some of them. When you put them together... there are many turtles."

Xie Lanting's hands were still shaking, but he laughed tremblingly: "...how do you know?"

"Because I engraved it." Gu Yunqi also laughed, "I engraved it when I was a child. I was naughty at that time. Relying on my high talent and my parents' favor, I often practiced carelessly. One day I was lazy and was caught by the teacher that day. , fined me to go to the purple bamboo forest to practice sword a hundred times."

Xie Lanting didn't speak anymore, just listened attentively, trying to only pay attention to Gu Yunqi's voice, ignoring the thunderstorm outside the house.

"I'm naturally not happy. I feel that kids of the same age can't beat me in sparring, so how can I be called lazy? I'm obviously a good learner."

"So that day I practiced the sword a hundred times in Zizhuhai, and carved a turtle on the stone to vent my dissatisfaction."

"Mr. Jiao Xi punished me, but my parents would not stop me. I discovered the joy of carving turtles. Later, when he punished me to go to the Purple Bamboo Sea, I carved turtles. In just half a year, I filled the stone tablet."

Xie Lanting sneered in his soft voice, imagining a small glutinous rice dumpling, holding a sword while practicing while puffing out his soft cheeks, quietly drawing with the sword on the stone.

Sigh... Gu Yunqi is so good-looking now, he must have been cute when he was a child.

"It's just half a year later, and I've grown up a bit. When I saw the tortoise on the stone tablet, I felt naive and couldn't bear to look back. So I wanted to destroy the evidence, so I smashed the stone. It could have been directly crushed into powder, but I Dad appeared, stopped me with a smile, and said to let this pile of stones stay here, and when I grew up, I dug it out to see, he was making fun of me."

Xiao Yunqi thought that no one would find the tortoise stele, and no one would have guessed that his father would notice it. He hugged Gu Yunqi, overjoyed, and said that he would keep the stone as his son's dark history.

It's a pity that times have changed, things have changed, and the stone is still there, but he can no longer hold his son and laugh.

The hidden guards were heartbroken when they heard it, and they scolded Gu Bo in their hearts like a turtle bastard!

The thunder outside the house gradually subsided, Xie Lanting survived once, exhausted, he raised his hand to touch Gu Yunqi's face, he looked at Gu Yunqi, not sympathy and pity, but framed this person in his own eyes , It hurts in my heart.

When Gu Yunqi was carrying a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred on his back, when Xie Lanting thought that there was no hope of recovering his cultivation base, they really supported each other and walked through a difficult road.

They got closer like this in the last life, and now even if they don't have memories, it won't prevent them from falling in love with each other.

It's not a new start, but it has never changed. Once Xie Lanting and Gu Yunqi meet, they will be inseparable.

When leaving the Demon Realm, Mr. Xuan Gui handed the beads to Gu Yunqi and asked him to open them to see the results of the divination.

He asked, asking about his marriage with Xie Lanting.

Gu Yunqi opened it and read it alone.

The bead was squeezed open, and four words floated out of it: One eye for life.

There are thousands of fates in the world and the vast sea of ​​people. As long as some people appear in front of your eyes, you will never let go of them in this life.

Under Xie Lanting's eyes, Gu Yunqi slowly lowered his head and approached, and he almost ecstatically shortened the distance between the two of them.

But when his breath was intertwined, he stopped, as if he had finally regained consciousness, and considered whether he should go forward.

Xie Lanting smiled, put his arms around his neck, and said softly, "Give me a kiss."

Is it allowed, or required?It doesn't matter anymore.

A kiss fell, the two hearts were entwined, and they embraced each other in their arms.

The hidden guards with strong professional ability shrank back and forth in the corner, not sure if they should stay in the house.

Affected by the atmosphere, they didn't even dare to transmit voices for some reason, and gesticulated at each other frantically. On the first day of the new year, they made gestures: go or not go! ?

Chuqi: What if I still need to take care of it?

The second day of junior high school: But if it continues, we can't watch the whole thing! ! ? ?

Fifteen: Calm down, I don't think they can do it.

The rest of the people cast their gazes at him, as if they had found the backbone, and they seemed to ask again: How do you know?

Fifteen tilted his head to that side, signaling them to watch for themselves: Xianjun is dizzy.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and it was true.

On the first day of junior high school, I felt a little irritated, and finally couldn't help but still moved my mouth to transmit the secret: "Isn't it because of the kiss, the young master is amazing?"

Fifteen: "Probably not, I didn't look away the whole time, maybe Xianjun was too tired and fell asleep."

The second day of junior high school: "Oh..."

A little disappointed.

Wait, he condemned: "You didn't look away the whole time, how could you do that!"

Shiwu gave him a blank look: "I'm responsible, as long as the young master doesn't let us go out, we don't have to look away for a long time, it's like how much you have missed."

Well, well, it's true that I missed a glance or two.

Fifteen took out his own pamphlet, and recorded in detail on it [a certain year, a certain month, a certain day, a night, a thunderstorm, the moon-lanning fairy suspected to be triggered by a heart attack, the young master couldn't take off his clothes and took personal care]

He closed the notebook, feeling that in a short while, "Lanyue Immortal" can be fully replaced with "Young Madam".