What did the cannon fodder do wrong?

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Yue Zhezhi didn't know what kind of memory Rong Yan was going to give him, he just felt very painful.

He clearly felt wisps of air penetrate from the middle recess under the xiphoid process of his sternum, piercing into his body like sharpened willow branches.

Yue Zhezhi couldn't help trembling, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

He looked up at Rong Yan hard.

The face of the young man in white is clearly visible. His facial lines are smooth, his nose bridge is straight and straight, and his crow-black long eyelashes cast blue-gray shadows on his face. He has an extremely elegant and handsome appearance, but he is extremely alienated and indifferent, as if carrying the frosty cold of deep winter.

Yue Zhezhi stared at Rong Yan, he didn't know whether it was because of too much pain or other reasons, warm tears rolled straight down, quickly rolled over his cheeks, and smashed into his messy temples.

"Little Junior Brother!"

Outside the territory, Yu Wen contacted the nearest senior brother and sister, and wanted to grit his teeth again to contact the venerable in the sect, but saw a dark shadow holding a person in the blurred jungle, brushing aside two weeks of miscellaneous bushes, walking towards this side.

The night outside the territory is no longer the gray blue at the bottom of the territory. The sky is vast and boundless, with a dark curtain behind it, and stars and crescent moons as embellishments.

Yu Wen vaguely discerned the identities of the two shadows by the twilight of the stars and the crescent moon. He was surprised and delighted, and quickly grabbed the jade card that contacted the venerable in the sect, and went up to meet them.

However, when he went up, his heart sank again.

Yu Wen asked, "How is senior brother?"

Rong Yan stopped in his tracks, he hugged the broken branches of the moon in his arms tightly, and lowered his eyes to hide the blood in his eyes.

When Rong Yan was awake, corpses were strewn all over the field, and Yue Zhezhi's blood-stained robes were all wet with cold sweat, sticking to his body wetly, he curled up into a ball unconsciously, huddled aside.

Rong Yan didn't know exactly what happened, his memory was confused, he only vaguely remembered that the magic pill in his body was automatically activated, he had killed demons and goblins, and then he didn't know where it came from, and went to pick bones and flowers, and then

Then Rong Yan's memory became even more blurred, he only remembered that Yue Zhezhi cried, but Rong Yan didn't know why he cried, and he couldn't remember at all.

Rong Yan checked Yue Zhezhi's body, he should have been healed after he became enchanted, there was no injury, but the left cheek seemed to have been slapped by someone, the blow was quite heavy.

Although Rong Yan was angry at Yue Zhezhi's good opinion and thought of a lesson, but fanning people would never do it and he was reluctant.

Think about it being fanned by ghosts and goblins.

Born in Rong's family in Zhenmo, Rong Yan didn't have a good impression of ghosts and ghosts. Most of them are sinister and shameless, and death is not a pity.

Displeased in his heart, Rong Yan tensed his arms, and there was a faint pain in the bandaged wound on his arm.

Rong Yan has long been used to the pain, the corners of his mouth curled up, he calmly glanced at Yu Wen, and replied: "When the younger brother went, there were not many demons, the elder brother was only slightly injured and fell into a coma, nothing happened."

Yu Wen felt that Rong Yan at this time was a little different from the previous Rong Yan, as if he had a little more evil spirit.

But seeing that Rong Yan's spirit was stable, he didn't think much about it, he turned his eyes to Yue Zhezhi, who crossed the knees of Rong Yan and hugged him in his arms.

Although the light was dim, Yue Zhezhi could clearly see that Yue Zhezhi was wearing a mask well, breathing steadily, but his robe was stained with some blood. "It's fine." Yu Wen breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his hand to pick up the broken branches of the moon. "Let me come. Speaking of which, I have already contacted the brothers and sisters nearby, and I plan to contact the Zongmen Venerable again."

Rong Yan turned slightly to avoid his hand: "Don't bother Senior Brother Yu."

Yu Wen: ""

Yu Wen shyly withdrew his hand, and he touched the tip of his nose.

Rong Yan glanced at him, used his spiritual power, and sacrificed the dharma boat.

The French boat is simple and elegant, two stories high, with upper floors and lower cabins, and a guide light at the bow.

Unlike the cloud boat used for long-distance flights, the dharma boat is a mysterious magic weapon that is blessed with attack and defense at the same time, and has attributes.

It looks like a cloud boat on the outside, plain and ordinary, but there is a lot of space inside, like an elegant courtyard, changing scenery every step of the way, warm in winter and cool in summer.

Not only that, but the French boat will go to the destination independently, without the need for a person to control the boat.

A mysterious magic weapon like the Fachuan is generally only used by the direct descendants of a well-born family, and others dare not even think about it.

Not to mention that there is no way to purchase French ships, but there are, and maintaining the operation of French ships is an unimaginable expense.

Rong Yan hugged Yue Zhezhi and jumped up, and landed lightly on the Dharma boat: "The bone flower has been taken, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, it is better to return to the sect earlier."

Yu Wen is in favor of returning to the sect as soon as possible, but he is a little surprised how he got the bones and flowers.

Yudi is not a good place to begin with, and with the few monsters that Rong Yan said, it is a great blessing to escape unscathed, why do you still have time to find bones?

If he had time to spare, he wouldn't let the elder brother stay at the bottom of the domain.

not to mention

Yu Wen touched the money mouse in his sleeve, Gu Shenghua was extremely difficult to find, but he found Gu Shenghua without the guidance of the money mouse. to find out exactly.

Yu Wen raised his eyes and observed Rong Yan and the broken moon in Rong Yan's arms calmly: "I don't know if the Gushenghua got it from the senior brother or from you, the junior brother?"

Rong Yan raised his eyes and looked at Yu Wen: "Who gets it is very important?"

Yu Wenxu smiled and shook his head: "Of course it doesn't matter." While talking, Yu Wen used the jade card to tell the other brothers and sisters who were rushing here not to come over, and the senior and junior brothers had left the ghost domain safely.

Rong Yan hugged Yue Zhezhi and walked five steps towards the deck of the French boat.

The scene on the French boat has undergone earth-shaking changes, from an ordinary and inconspicuous two-story boat to a three-entry courtyard.

The courtyard is paved with green wood and spiritual jade, pavilions, winding paths lead to secluded places, cold stones, pines and cypresses, and beautiful bells.

Rong Yan hugged Yue Zhezhi and pushed open the courtyard gate, passed through the hanging flower gate, and entered the main room.

When practicing abroad, Yue Zhezhi also came to stay overnight in the Fachuan, but at that time Yue Zhezhi lived on the left side of the north room, and only stayed politely for two nights, so he consciously found an inn to live in, and acted cautiously.

There is a huge night pearl in the main room, the light is transparent, Rong Yan gently put the broken moon branch on the bed, took off the hair crown, took off the blood-stained coat and white boots, and tucked the quilt tightly.

After doing all this, Rong Yan turned around to leave, but then stopped, he turned his head and bent to take off the mask on Yue Zhezhi's face, raised his hand to brush away the slightly wet temple hair scattered on the side of Yue Zhezhi's face, and fixed his eyes on the left side of his face.

The redness and swelling on the left face has gradually dissipated, approaching nothing.

Rong Yan sat on the edge of the bed and stared at Yue Zhezhi's left face. For a moment, he smoothed Yue Zhezhi's slightly frowning brows, rolled up the sleeves of his jacket a little, and tied a safety rope around Yue Zhezhi's left wrist to ward off evil and avoid disasters. .

Yue Zhezhi has a thin and beautiful wrist, five slender fingers, clear joints, porcelain white roots, and a faint pink hue to the fingertips.

The safety rope tied to his hand is indescribably beautiful.

Something hooked Rong Yan's heart, he picked up the knot of the safety rope, and rubbed Yue Zhezhi's wrist with his dry palm along the skin inch by inch.

Veins were faintly showing on the wrist, Rong Yan held Yue Zhezhi's wrist, the lead-thin texture in the palm was extremely delicate.Rong Yan suddenly felt a little hot, and the hotness seemed to burst from the bottom of his heart, expanding his meridians and flesh all the way, rushing to the snow field.

The Adam's apple slipped unconsciously, and Rong Yan's heart beat faster. He carefully measured the size of Yue Zhezhi's wrist. After the measurement, he slowly stroked Yue Zhezhi's palm, spread his five fingers, squeezed Yue Zhezhi's slightly blended five fingers, and clasped Yue Zhezhi. left hand.

The opponent's hands were obviously smaller than his, and when the fingers were interlocked, there was no gap at all.

With this posture, Rong Yan couldn't help himself, pulled up Yue Zhezhi's left hand, lowered his head and gently bit the first phalanx of Yue Zhezhi's left index finger.

The scorching heat in the snow field became the scorching sun in August, roasting the long-accumulated and unmelted old ice and permafrost in the snow field for a long time. As a result, the slightly chilled snow and ice water flowed forward and dipped into the lower end of the snow field.

At the bottom of the snowfield is the newly green Hirakawa

The canine teeth rubbed the phalanx of the index finger a few times, and Rong Yan's Adam's apple slipped a few times, he was a little dissatisfied with this.

Uncomfortably, Yu Di Yue Zhezhi hooked him up in his mind, fell into his arms and kissed, Rong Yan let go of the phalanx of Yue Zhezhi's index finger, a trace of scarlet flashed in Rong Yan's eyes, the thought came from his heart, carefully Kiss and play with the fingertips of the moon

The magic pill in the body moved a little.

Rong Yan suddenly woke up from his obsession and loss of consciousness. He regained control of his body and let go of Yue Zhezhi's hand suddenly. What is he doing?What are you thinking?

Rong Yan seemed to be on fire, his breathing was short of breath, his straight back was wet with sweat, and the tails of his cold phoenix eyes were stained with a thin layer of red.

Gritting his back molars tightly, Rong Yan suppressed all his thoughts back. He took out his handkerchief, carefully wiped off the moisture from Yue Zhezhi's fingertips, and quickly left the main room.

The speed of the Dharma boat is five times that of the cloud boat. Leaving the main room, the cloud passes by like quicksand in an instant, with a slight warmth and a cold fragrance of pine.

Rong Yan finally regained his strength, he clenched the handkerchief tightly, the handkerchief was soft, but the touch of something softer than the handkerchief still remained between his lips and teeth.

Rong Yan's ear tips were hot, he slowly covered his lips, his eyelashes trembling.

Yue Zhezhi still doesn't know Rong Yan's actions, he hasn't woken up yet, and is deeply in a nightmare.

He dreamed about the night he lied to Rong Yan.

That night the cold moon hung high, Yue Zhezhi got drunk from drinking, when he saw Rong Yan who had returned from practicing sword in the distance, his mind was confused, he hugged the wine jar to pour Rong Yan wine.

Rong Yan was dressed in white with a silver crown and black hair like silk. He obviously had an extremely upright appearance, but when he was pouring wine, he drank it willingly. After getting drunk, he obediently lay on the stone table and looked at him with gentle and yearning eyes.

Yue Zhezhi went straight back and forth, unable to understand what Rong Yan was doing looking at him like this, there were two Rong Yan in front of him, shaking.

Swaying, Yue Zhezhi felt sullen, he vaguely remembered the reason why he drank too much wine.Because Rong Yan didn't lack anything.

Yes, because Rong Yan has everything.

Yue Zhezhi deliberately approached Rong Yan with the evil intention of cheating some luck. After several years, after gaining the trust of the other party and being able to cheat the other party's luck, he couldn't do it again, so he decided to exchange something.

But what kind of things can be replaced?Yue Zhezhi felt that only very expensive things could be exchanged, so he secretly searched for heaven and earth spiritual treasures, racked his brains, and spent several years finding the rare and precious spiritual material Ziling.

Yue Zhezhi excitedly looked for Rong Yan with Ziling in his pocket, and asked cautiously if you lack Ziling?

Rong Yan glanced at him, and said a lot.

Yue Zhezhi died at that time, but he still had hope and asked what do you want?What is missing?

Rong Yan paused for a moment, then calmly said: "There is nothing missing, if you need anything, I can give it to you."

Feeling pitied, Yue Zhezhi stopped singing, so she wisely left and drank wine sullenly.

Alcohol messed up people's hearts, Yue Zhezhi looked at Rong Yan who was drunk by himself, and asked him what he lacked, Rong Yan seemed to say something, but he didn't hear clearly, presumably he said there was no shortage, asked him if what do you need.

Yue Zhezhi, the whole world is shaking.

Dangling, Yue Zhezhi lost his sanity, he thought to himself that I need luck, so you can give me some, so he angrily grabbed Rong Yan's collar, kissed him, and cheated some of his luck away.

Yue Zhezhi fell into a drowsy sleep, half asleep and half awake, realizing that he had cheated his luck, regretful and angry at the same time, and panicked to give back his luck.

But it's just a dream.

The dream is chaotic, the speech is inconsequential, and the moon is broken and the branches can't be paid back. I can only look at it from the perspective of a bystander, annoyed.

Yue Zhezhi abruptly woke herself up with anger.

Forcibly suppressing his anger, Yue Zhezhi took off the mask, pressed and rubbed the slightly painful temples lightly, within two strokes, he heard a sound of pounding medicine, the sound was like rolling beans to the ground, clear and loud.

Yue Zhezhi paused for a moment while rubbing his temples, and subconsciously looked around.

The room is elegantly decorated, bamboo chairs, bamboo stools, screens and even the carpet are covered with a layer of herbal bitterness. Yue Zhezhi recognizes that this is Uncle Wei's side room for entertaining guests and resting.

Back to the clan.

Yue Zhezhi pursed his lips tightly, he didn't need to think about who sent him back to Zong, and then checked his body, the injuries on his body were almost healed, presumably Master Wei had treated him.

As for Rong Yan, Yue Zhezhi never thought that Rong Yan would treat him.

When Rong Yan scolded him and slapped him to teach him a lesson, he was not merciful at all.

Yue Zhezhi felt pain when he thought of him, and was so angry that he didn't want to control Rong Yan.

What does it matter to me whether he becomes a fairy or not?

Why should I remedy it?

I have done bad things, I am a bad person, and bad people do not need to be remedied!Not to mention sending myself to someone else's bed by licking her face!It's anyone's choice!

In fact, up until now, Yue Zhezhi didn't think that he let them go, it was wrong for him to stay in the way.

He didn't spare his life, and he didn't want to kill him by just coming to anyone. He just made what he thought was the right decision when necessary.

Yue Zhezhi put down his hand pressing his temple, and was about to condense out of the water mirror, looked at the left side of his face, but suddenly found a red string on his wrist.

The color of the red rope is the same as that of the red thread, both are positive red.

Yue Zhezhi didn't know what it was, but after smelling it, it didn't smell like medicine, so it should belong to Rong Yan's family.

Yue Zhezhi raised his eyelids, glanced at the window that was pushed out, tore it off, wrapped it with spiritual power and threw it out of the window.