Infatuated merman all depends on acting

No one in the Immortal Court dared to speak out, but everyone felt that the Emperor of Heaven was acting strangely recently.

After a few days in the Sea of ​​Mermaids, his spiritual power fluctuations almost leveled the bottom of the sea, and all the gods and gods of the three worlds were trembling, for fear of meeting the Holy Lord's bad luck.Especially the Shark Emperor, who has nowhere to cry.

Three days later, Yu Zhaochen returned to Xianting.

He first went to Feiguang Palace, but he didn't stop for long, then headed towards Kunlun's cold pool again.

... What exactly is the Holy One going to do?

By the cold pool, Yu Zhaochen threw a mustard space directly, without blinking his eyes.

But in an instant, there was an extra sleeping hall under the cold pool, and in the middle of the sleeping hall... was the white jade ice couch in the Feiguang Hall.

Yu Zhaochen didn't hesitate, he directly hugged Jiang Tanluo and jumped down.

At the same time, Yu Zhaochen also let go of the true energy protecting his body, allowing the biting cold water to hit him from all directions.

The white hair was gently lifted up by the pool water, entangled around Jiang Tanluo and Yu Zhaochen.

cold.

This feeling is too strange for Yu Zhaochen.

He was born with a fairy body, and almost never felt extreme cold and heat.

After the pool water hit, Yu Zhaochen even reacted a bit before realizing that it was extremely cold.

His skin lost all color from the cold in an instant, and the hand holding Jiang Tanluo was also trembling.All this is really embarrassing...

While hugging Jiang Tanluo and slowly sinking down, Yu Zhaochen put his lips next to Jiang Tanluo's ear and asked in a low voice: "Tanluo, I'm a little cold, are you cold?"

"How did you feel when you jumped from here?" Yu Zhaochen muttered to himself.

Unlike himself, Jiang Tanluo had no cultivation base and no body-protecting true energy, and even at that time, he even lost the most important shark bead.I am still so cold, so what about Tan Luo?

Yu Zhaochen didn't dare to think deeply.

But the more he didn't think about it, the more Yu Zhaochen felt that there were traces left by Jiang Tanluo everywhere in this cold pool.

——Has Tan Luo ever touched the stone wall here?

He must be the same as himself, gritted his teeth and dived down.

Yu Zhaochen was suddenly very jealous, jealous of his former self.

Under the envelopment of this bone-piercing pool of water, Yu Zhaochen realized very clearly——What kind of sincerity did Jiang Tanluo give in the past.

And such a sincere heart was lost by himself.

The pool water took away all the warmth from his body, Yu Zhaochen still didn't use his spiritual power to keep out the cold, he even took out a vestment cloak from the mustard space and put it on Jiang Tanluo's body: until now, he is still stubborn The earth thought that Jiangtan Luo was not dead.

Tan Luo just fell asleep, so don't let him get cold.

After half a cup of tea, Yu Zhaochen finally brought Jiang Tanluo together and walked to the bedroom under the cold pool.

This sleeping hall is also made of white jade and ice, and there is nothing in it except the ice couch.

After Yu Zhaochen came in, he suddenly frowned...

"No..." he said softly.

This dormitory cannot be like this.

In front of Yu Zhaochen's eyes was a piece of icy pure white, which didn't look like a sleeping palace at all, but rather... a mausoleum.

Tan Luo is not dead, how can he live in the mausoleum?

Yu Zhaochen was upset for a moment, but on his way back from Yurenhai to Xianting, and then from Feiguang Palace to Hantan, Jiang Tanluo's body became more and more transparent.He didn't have time and energy to think about other things, so he could only put Jiang Tanluo on the white jade cold bed first.

Cold pond, sleeping hall, and ice couch.

Under these several blessings, Jiang Tanluo's body finally stopped changing.

Yu Zhaochen couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, he covered Jiang Tanluo with the cloak, then bent down to straighten his long hair carefully.

"Tan Luo, don't you like the cold bedroom hall? When you feel better, I'll go and move the goldfish you put in the Feiguang Hall, as well as the screen, bookshelf, and flower grid here. What do you think?" Yu Zhao Chen asked.

Jiang Tanluo didn't answer.

After a pause, Yu Zhaochen stood up straight as if he suddenly remembered something.

"I have something you like here." After finishing speaking, he took a water mirror from the mustard space.

This is the side that Yu Zhaochen gave to Jiang Tanluo back then, and he took it back into the mustard space at some point.

Yu Zhaochen hung Jiang Tanluo's favorite water mirror when he was a little mermaid, and hung it on the wall not far from the Xuanbing couch.

The sleeping hall, which was originally blank, also added a sparkling feeling.

Yu Zhaochen calmed down slowly, but just as he was about to sit by the ice couch for a while, he slowly stretched out his hand towards Shui Jing as if he suddenly discovered something.

——The little shark back then held this water mirror almost every day. The water mirror was already very spiritual, and because of this, it was tainted with the breath of Jiangtanluo.

Although the breath was weak, it was a huge surprise to Yu Zhaochen.

He put his hand on the water mirror and injected a lot of spiritual energy into it.I don't know how long it took, but the little breath remaining on the water mirror finally condensed into a vague phantom.

Or a phantom with a little Jiangtanluo breath.

Yu Zhaochen knew clearly that this was not Jiangtanluo, even the phantom's breath was pitifully weak.But at this moment, he still looked at the phantom like drinking poison to quench his thirst.

That figure was far away from him, Yu Zhaochen couldn't see his face clearly.

"Tanluo, are you there?"

he asked Phantom.

The phantom in the water mirror didn't answer, but turned around slowly, looking at Yu Zhaochen with some doubts.

"Talk to me, can you?" Yu Zhaochen asked cautiously.

The phantom chuckled at this moment, and then called softly: "Zhaochen."

His voice and figure were still vague, even Yu Zhaochen couldn't hear him clearly.

But these two simple words were the first time he heard the sound of Jiangtan Luo since Wushui.

Yu Zhaochen's already shattered Dao heart felt another sharp pain.

"They think you're dead, but I know you're not."

"There must not be..."

Yu Zhaochen's rationality told him that everything in front of him was just a phantom formed by the remaining breath, and it would dissipate with the breath sooner or later.

But the extremely simple word "Zhaochen" made him even more paranoid to believe that Jiang Tanluo was not dead.

The phantom in the water mirror tilted his head as if he didn't hear what Yu Zhaochen said clearly, and then called out "Zhaochen."

When Jiang Tanluo returned to Kunlun, he saw such a scene.

The white-haired Yu Zhaochen stood in front of the Xuanbing couch, talking to the phantom very gently.

Hiss... Jiang Tanluo couldn't help but gasp.

Lord, are you cold?No, as soon as Wu'an asked this sentence, he remembered that Jiang Tanluo's real body was still in Penglai, and the Holy Master just cast a little spiritual consciousness over while Yu Zhaochen was restless and relaxed his vigilance.

Sure enough, Jiang Tanluo said: No, I panicked.

Why did he cover my body with a quilt?

Otherwise, Holy Master, let's go, this place is so scary, what if Yu Zhaochen finds out about you?He said without anger.

Why do you still like to retreat so much?Before Wu'an turned into a sword spirit, Jiang Tanluo never thought that his natal spirit sword would be so cowardly, he said with hatred, I have something important to do this time.

Seeing that Yu Zhaochen was still talking to the phantom not far away, Wu'an relaxed a little: What's the matter?it asked.

My body is made of my heart and blood.

Uh-huh!

Just now Yu Zhaochen had been sending spirit energy to the puppet, and it might be scattered soon, Jiang Tanluo said seriously, if the body was scattered in front of Yu Zhaochen, the problem would be serious.

Why?Doesn't it gradually become transparent and return to nothingness?Wu'an wondered, I think Yu Zhaochen is already mentally prepared.

If it were really my body, it would indeed return to nothing, but you must not forget that it was made of my heart and blood.

Then... Wu'an became nervous, what would happen to it?

In front of Yu Zhaochen, it turned into... a puddle of blood.Jiang Tanluo said incomparably difficultly.

...What the hell? !This is too cruel!

The host hastened to think of a way!No anger urged.

The method is not so easy to think about. When he attacked Yu Zhaochen, although the other party was a little more thoughtful, his thoughts were still controllable.And now... Jiang Tanluo has no idea what Yu Zhaochen is going to do next.

He could only guess from what Yu Zhaochen had done in the past few days - if "Jiangtanluo" turned into a puddle of blood on him, the Three Realms might be in danger.

Jiang Tanluo can ignore Yu Zhaochen, but he cannot ignore the Three Realms.

It's just that even at such a critical moment, looking at Yu Zhaochen in front of him, Jiang Tanluo couldn't help thinking... People are dying like a lamp going out, what's the use of being so affectionate now?

I see!Jiang Tanluo had an idea and looked at Shui Jing. Yu Zhaochen probably couldn't be lured away, so he could only try to possess the phantom.

After finishing speaking, before Wu'an could say anything, Jiang Tanluo's consciousness fell into the blurred phantom in the water mirror.

"...Tanluo, are you really unwilling to come back to see me?"

"It's only been a few days, but I feel like it's been thousands of years."

"What should I do? I will never forget you."

"So why don't you come back and teach me how to compensate you..."

Yu Zhaochen found that no matter what he said, the person in the mirror would only answer simple sentences.For example, calling your own name, or nodding, or short sentences such as "okay" and "um".

The joy of "seeing" Jiang Tanluo was dissipated a little bit like this, Yu Zhaochen stopped suddenly, and he stubbornly injected spiritual energy into the phantom in the water mirror again.The figure in the mirror became a little clearer.

This is the time!

Jiang Tanluo, who had already possessed the phantom, finally spoke.

"Forget about me..." Xiao Yuren's indistinct voice reached Yu Zhaochen's ears along with the sound of water flowing.

In an instant, Yu Zhaochen felt a chill that pierced his bone marrow.

"What did you say?" Yu Zhaochen gritted his teeth and said softly, "...How can I forget you?"

Jiang Tanluo and Yue Xixia, these two names have long been engraved on Yu Zhaochen's fairy bones, and are branded in his soul.

How can I forget?

"Seal the memory, I'm just a dispensable person in the long life of the Lord," Jiang Tanluo said softly, "I'm not worthy of the memory of the Lord."

"It's just a few months of getting along, and His Excellency will forget me sooner or later."

"It's not worth being trapped here for a little mermaid."

……not worth it?

Jiang Tanluo said, sealing the memory, or directly sealing the love thread.

Then you will never be sad again, and you will never have regrets again.

Jiang Tanluo, who has no feelings, only left behind rational thinking. He couldn't guess what kind of sharp knife these words "spoken by Jiang Tanluo himself" pierced Yu Zhaochen's heart.

"...You, what did you say?" Yu Zhaochen took two steps back in disbelief, and stroked his hand to his heart.

The words spoken by this phantom with the aura of Jiangtanluo made his heart hurt more than ever.

How dare Jiang Tanluo?

How dare he say that he is not worth it, how dare he say that he is not worth it?

However, in the next moment, Yu Zhaochen was enveloped by a breath of despair.

... Tan Luo thinks this way because of himself.

In the few months we have been together, my actions have reminded Tan Luo all the time: you are just a tool that I can discard at any time.

It was me who ruined Jiangtanluo.

His pride, his self-esteem, everything about him.

It was Yu Zhaochen who ruined Jiang Tanluo to the point... Even Jiang Tanluo himself felt that he was not worth anything, and then desperately denied himself.

At Chao Sheng's Flower Banquet, that proud young man died completely by his own hands.

For a while, Yu Zhaochen's meridians were prickling like needles again.

His spiritual power began to rush uncontrollably.

And Jiang Tanluo hadn't recovered from the opponent's performance just now, so he turned his attention to the ice couch——

Too bad, that body will soon be destroyed in front of Yu Zhaochen!