Daozun and I turned the enemy into gay[Jian San]

Wei Heng didn't speak.

It was as if what Shu Yao asked was a small matter of "whether the weather is cloudy or sunny today", it was irrelevant, and it was not enough to make him devote himself to it, let alone to make waves in his mind that was as bright as a mirror.

Not disdain to answer.

Rather, the answer is as obvious as looking up at the sky.

no need.

It seems that nothing in this world can break his strength of character and crush his brows.

Killing Gu Sha 200 years ago, it is impossible to stop before crossing the catastrophe.

Neither can Shu Yao after 200 years.

Shu Yao bit her lip and laughed.

Yes.

In order to punish Gu Sha, Wei Heng was willing to stop at crossing the catastrophe and break the balance of Yin and Yang with his own hands.

And he was the one he saved for the transcendence of tribulation and ascension, and the balance of yin and yang.

How can it be compared?

How can it compare?

What would you think if I entered Gu Sha, a world where the people who were close to you were slaughtered by you and you saved them with your own hands, and you were willing to cut your own path for it?

Will you be moved?

Shu Yao just thought this thought in his mind once, and felt that his appearance was terribly hideous.

It was the person I hated the most in the past. Once I saw it, the cold voice and silent shadow would directly hit my face, and I was too lazy to talk nonsense.

But the more he thought about it, the more he felt a twisted pleasure.

Shu Yao understood why Gusha took pleasure in trampling on living beings.

Ordinary solitary shackles long for strength and believe in the strong. The bloody lives under their hands will make them realize that they are so powerful that they can decide the life and death of others with the flip of their hands.

Let Snow Day be more aspirational, a little more ideal.

He hates the tricks of heaven.

And the people he has killed can make him feel that he is taking revenge on Heavenly Dao and not being controlled by Heavenly Dao.

Shu Yao's reason is probably the most bizarre.

He wanted to confront Wei Heng.

He wanted Wei Heng to destroy the immortality that Wei Heng had devoted his whole life to.

Let Wei Heng want to remedy the true collapse of heaven.

I want Wei Heng to stop being so calm and calm, and to experience the unforgettable feeling of regret.

The sword light of the cold voice and silent shadow gradually dimmed.

It was originally a beautiful sword, like the ice and snow illuminated by the dancing lights, or like the thunder reflected against the moon at night.

Transparent to the bottom, bright and beautiful.

Now it is dimming inch by inch, as if its owner's heart is gradually broken.

It's a pity like a beauty with gray hair and a hero's twilight, I can't bear to watch it again.

No, it would be a pity to come even further.

Because in the past, his master was not only the most beautiful beauty in the world, but also an unborn hero who put aside gossip and coldly weighed his merits and demerits.

deserves all praise.

Wei Heng seemed to lack the feeling of hurting the spring and the autumn, so he said calmly:

"Naturally cross you."

The maddened redness in Shu Yao's eyes, which had climbed to the top step by step, subsided slightly.

His pupils reflected the Sun and Moon Zhaobi that suddenly came out of Wei Heng's hand.

It is true that the heart of the Tao is pure and upright, and the sun and the moon are both bright.

If it weren't for the pure heart, how could this majestic sword light be bright enough to break through the dark fog and deep blood?

How can it be as bright as before, whether it is a high mountain, abyss, ice, snow or flames, they are all ordinary sword-point sun and moon, dare to stand against the blue sky?

Shu Yao's smile deepened.

Wei Heng said it well.

He drew out his sword, really to save him.

Because if it was Shu Yao in the past, seeing that he would degenerate into this appearance, he would wipe his neck cleanly first, so as not to be ashamed to show himself to outsiders.

Or dragging Gu Sha along with him to blew himself up and glowing for the last time before dying.

Over the past 300 years, the demons accumulated in my heart, big and small, were ignited by two secret realms, and finally detonated completely.

Shu Yao didn't move from the beginning to the end.

He seemed to be about to take Wei Heng's sword abruptly, and even his eyelashes fluctuated as usual.

The sun and the moon shine on the wall to pierce the heavy clothes, the exquisite embroidery made by the embroiderer's painstaking efforts is pierced by the tip of the sword, and the pieces of thread are floating to piece together the beauty of the collapsed building that is about to collapse and the grand scene will never be restored.

There is only an inch of skin left from Shu Yao's heart, and the thin skin meridian warms the flesh and blood.

It's a world of difference.

The black mist retreated to the distance intelligently, as if it was afraid of being caught in the water.

Thunder falls!

They are tyrannical like the wrath of the gods pouring down through the clouds, like a thousand miles of dry wood burning suddenly, like a long wind blowing through the sea.

But gods are gods after all.

No matter how angry you are, it is impossible to accidentally hurt mortals.

The same is true for Lei Ting, no matter how violent and fierce, there is still a fundamental sense of arrogance.

It only chops all the evil, cruel, and unfair things in the world.

Let the soil that has been hacked clean be able to grow new flowers.

Thunder did not split the black mist, nor Wei Heng, but went straight to Shu Yao.

Wei Heng seemed to be taken aback by this magical brushstroke, the sun and the moon shone on Shu Yao's heart, but he didn't make an inch.

In an instant, Shu Yao was bathed in the thunder, safe and sound.

His demeanor returned to normal, although his eyes seemed to be filled with thunderous blazes, which made people subconsciously silence and shudder, but he was still clear.

Shu Yao showed a faint smile, and nodded gracefully to Wei Heng:

"Thank you for the sun and the moon shining on the wall. It's just that if I enter Gusha, it must be my thunder of heavenly punishment that will kill me first, and I don't need Daoist to take action, and I don't need to worry about it."

Black Mist quietly, quietly, took another step back.

no way.

Facing this master who went crazy and killed himself, what can it do?

Maybe Shu Yao just looked at Hei Wu, who was beautiful and beautiful, and wanted to drag him to be buried with him before he died?

Mozun is a decent person.

Of course, death should be done in a grand manner and with great momentum.

"I like you very much, Wei Heng."

Shu Yao looked down at the sword.

But in the past and the future, the path I walked, the sword I held——

"Like is like, I am for myself."

At the same time as the last word of Shu Yao's words fell, the last bit of thunder light also completely melted into the ground.

There were pieces of broken pieces and Wei Heng again.

Heart magic fantasy.

Shu Yao really didn't know if he should praise this superfluous mind demon realm for his deliberate deliberation and scheming.

Before Shu Yao was ready to settle accounts with the Heart Demon and Illusory Realm, the third Wei Heng appeared in front of him.

This Wei Heng is different from the previous two.

The first one was so fake that one could easily see through it at a glance, and although the second one could be faked, it couldn't be hidden from Shu Yao's eyes.

This one is different.

Shu Yao looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see anything wrong, it could be called perfect and perfect.

A cold voice and silent shadow lay between the two of them.

Shu Yao sent a ghost to ask: "Do you want to kill me or save me?"

But looking at Shu Yao's expression, it was not difficult to guess that he was still immersed in the illusion of inner demons and had not completely escaped.

"I won't kill you, and I won't save you."

Wei Heng answered him truthfully, but reluctantly brushed aside the cold voice, and sighed, "I want to hug you."

Shu Yao: "???"

Is the current illusion so intelligent?

It's really scary.

Although he remained silent, his whole body gradually restrained, and his piercing sharpness was enough to show Shu Yao's attitude.

He raised his chin slightly.

He was extremely proud of this gesture, as if he was not raising his chin, but looking down at the only peak in the world, giving charity to all living beings.

It also suits Shu Yao very well.

How can a sword like him, such a beauty, have no temper, how can he have no temper?

"You want to hug me, do you want me to approach first?"

The next moment he was hugged into his arms.

The temperature of the close contact is like a spring breeze, moistening things silently, dispelling the remaining raging hostility in his eyes, and loosening Shu Yao's and Han Sheng Ji Ying's tight hands.

Wei Heng said: "Ayao, you told me earlier in the Ziwei Secret Realm that you thought it was you who I secretly admired first, so I was moved."

Shu Yao: "..."

He was beyond words.

Is this demonic realm too realistic?

Even this kind of unspoken words that could not be uttered by Wei Heng himself can be imitated vividly.

The black mist quietly moved closer.

They are very intelligent and extremely vengeful, and they clearly remember Shu Yao's performance in the illusion, so naturally they refuse to let go of this good opportunity to watch the excitement.

And I sincerely look forward to how embarrassing Shu Yao will be after the incident.

Wei Heng wanted to say this sentence for a long time.

Even through a few layers of clothing, he could still feel the tense back under his palms, no matter how sharp the cold voice and silent sword aura——

Wei Heng still said: "Then if I still admire you, Ayao, can you be moved again?"

He said it seriously.

He even carefully compared the background conditions of the previous two times, and said: "This time I confessed it openly, and I couldn't secretly admire Ah Yao like you thought last time."

"But the admiration this time must be more than what you mistakenly thought last time."

Maybe by comparing the two, a balance can be made, and the extra admiration can be used to offset the condition of unrequited love?

Shu Yao was silent for a long time.

When Wei Heng thought he didn't want to respond, didn't want to push him too hard, and changed to other topics, Shu Yao looked up in Wei Heng's arms.

With Tian Yao's attire, his height is naturally two inches shorter than usual, forcing Shu Yao to raise his head to meet Shang Wei Heng's eyes.

Shu Yao's killing intent in the illusion disappeared completely.

His voice was astringent, and if you listened carefully, the tone seemed to be a little crying.

Shu Yao said: "You drew your sword at me just now, you refused to cross me, you wanted to kill me."

He was wronged.

Black mist: "???"

Brother, you killed yourself, you are wronged like this, is it really okay?

no problem.

Because Shu Yao is so easy to see whether it is this disguise or the original appearance.

His grievance is like a peony letting go of the flower king's reserve, shaking out the soft and dewy stamen hidden in the layers of extremely domineeringly gorgeous petals.

The phoenix spreads out its wings that can no longer slash the wind and cut the clouds, revealing its most fragile abdomen, and its beautiful and brilliant tail feathers, which dazzle the eyes.

Shu Yao was afraid that Wei Heng could not hear him, so he emphasized it again: "You wanted to kill me just now, but you were willing to spend the effort of drawing your sword, but you refused to say a nice word to coax me."

Wei Heng: "..."

He felt that it was not a good idea to clarify that the Wei Heng that he and Shu Yao met in the illusion were not alone at this time.

How could anyone be like this?

Proud and vulnerable.

When people look at him from a distance when he is proud, he feels pleasing to the eye, and he wants to take care of him carefully so that he will always be proud and glamorous.

It is even more fragile when it is weak. It can make people lose their armor and armor. They just feel that they can't come up with any ideas, and their hearts are messed up.

After all, he is such a proud person.

Wei Heng's fingertips lightly brushed the corners of Shu Yao's wet eyes, and the gleam of water contained in his eyes, like a handful of stars in the sparkling spring water, hanging in the hearts of people, fearing that if he hit harder, it would shatter This intoxicating starlight.

He coaxed softly: "I shouldn't, Yao, what do you want to hear? Let me tell you."

The black mist retreated silently.

It just felt that its eyes were not far from being blind.

Shu Yao: "???"

Wait a minute, isn't this demonic realm too scary?

Rationality told Shu Yao not to be confused, to break free from Wei Heng, and to laugh loudly at the illusion of the heart demon.

My 300 years of practice were not for the purpose of being confused by the demons and illusions.

But Shu Yao did nothing.

He couldn't speak, and the tears that had been hanging in his eyes finally fell.

Shu Yao blinked desperately, trying to hold back her tears, but she fell even more violently, until her black eyelashes became dizzy.

Shu Yao was in a trance with tears, at most he felt that he was ashamed in front of the demons and illusions.

Wei Heng felt much worse.

For him, where did Shu Yao shed tears?

Like a sharp knife piercing his heart.

Wei Heng kissed the end of Shu Yao's eyes.

Drop by drop contained the tears that he couldn't help falling down.

……

It's been a long time.

Shu Yao pushed Wei Heng away, wiped the corners of his eyes, and finally became a little sober, but also a little dazed:

"Heart Demon Illusion...it's so powerful that it catches people off guard."

Black Mist: "..."

You and the group of people outside seem to judge me as two extremes.

Not a fantasy world.

Wei Heng: "..."

He tried to explain: "It's not a fantasy world."

The consequence of the explanation was to make Shu Yao more vigilant, and sighed: "It's so true."

"..."

Wei Heng could already anticipate the unsolvable endless loop of dialogue between him and Shu Yao, "I am not made of a dreamland by a demon", "No, you are".

Wei Heng was silent, not thinking about it.

The sword light of the sun and the moon shining on the wall broke through the black mist, and the black mist dissipated silently at the sunrise, and the black mist around them dissipated a lot in an instant:

"I'm really not made of a dream world."

Is there any phantom created by the demons and illusions that will cut itself?

Black mist: "???"

You are so tired of talking about love, let alone the damage to my eyes, why do you want to hurt me a second time? ? ?

Shu Yao: "???"

He calmed down for a while, trying to recall what he had done to Wei Heng.

He was hugged by Wei Heng.

He felt wronged in Wei Heng's arms.

He cried to Wei Heng.

He was kissed by Wei Heng.

Shu Yao froze in place.

He felt that he couldn't calm down, and even wanted to clear away the thousands of miles of black mist directly.

Wei Heng said: "Ayao, you... I can pretend that nothing happened, do you want me to give you a cold shadow?"

It is impossible to pass the cold voice and silent shadow.

Po Jun is still in the formation, if the cold voice and silent shadow are handed over to clear away the demons and illusions, who knows what will happen to this brother who has shared weal and woe with Shu Yao and is the only remaining brother?

******

What Po Jun saw in his eyes was a beautiful woman like a flower in a bush of pearls.

What I hear in my ears is the sound of pipa like broken beads and jade.

Accompanied by his side are his three good brothers who treat each other with sincerity.

Po Jun frowned, always feeling that something was wrong.

This scene was all too familiar to him, logically speaking, he shouldn't have such a feeling.

"Pojun, why are you in a daze? But what troubles have you encountered recently?"

Shu Yao seemed to see something strange about Po Jun, and asked with concern.

Breaking the military:"!!!"

He knew what was wrong.

Since he entered Yizhuzhu for a long time, Shu Yao has neither upstaged him, nor sneered at him, nor pulled out his cold voice and silent shadow to beat him——

How can this be?

How could Shu Yao do this?

Black Mist: "..."

Brother, you are so miserable that I feel sympathy for you, and I don't want to lie to you anymore by making up illusions.

Such a friend, is he not dead to keep his anger?

But the black mist is, after all, a conscientious black mist.

He quickly changed the scene to a silent confrontation between Shu Yao and Qisha.

It was an atmosphere that was so tense that it was suddenly broken after a high-pitched scream.

Don't you hate it?

A voice asked him.

You are not such a kind-hearted person, you only care about your friends, and all you want to do is enjoy yourself in time.

You have friends who are true to you, and with them, no matter where you go or what you do together, it is worth having fun and laughing.

All this was destroyed by one sword and one person.

After he draws his sword, kindness and righteousness are cut off, friends are cut off, and some only have to fight against each other without dying.

He used the past decision to force you to make a decision, forcing you to help him kill your former friend and brother.

"stop!"

Po Jun was given a headache by the strange voice and yelled.

He said: "Hey brother, what should I call you? Black mist? Heart demon illusion? Forget it, I can call it whatever I want, and I will call it brother. Actually, I understand the truth. In my heart, when I want to talk, it just can't stop."

Black Mist: "..."

It thought of what it saw in Po Jun's chattering heart, and suddenly became frightened.

Is it still too late to let Pojun go out at this time?

Why do you want to die, why do you take your responsibilities so seriously?

Let the water go, hello, me, hello, everyone, okay?

As soon as Po Jun opened his chatterbox, he couldn't stop it: "Do you know why I practice the way of sentimentality? Speaking of it, it was all caused by that guy Shu Yao."

Black Mist: "..."

Again, why keep such a friend alive?Is it specially used to invigorate oneself to cultivate one's self-cultivation? Ninja is invincible?

Recalling the past, Po Jun's speech slowed down, and he was not as casual as he was when he was talking, and his expression was very solemn:

"After Shu Yao exposed the fact that the seven kills were cultivating Gusha. I couldn't believe it, oh no, I didn't want to believe it. It was extremely painful for me if any of them had something to do."

"At that time, I thought about it radically. What does it have to do with Gusha being my friend? As long as I admit it, and Qisha admits it, then he is my friend. So I don't want to listen to it, don't want to see it. , I just want to have fun in time, after all, people live in this world once, if they are not happy, what is the point of living in this life? Of course, they can enjoy everything they should enjoy when they are having fun. "

"So I don't watch, I don't listen to what makes me struggle, I just do what makes me happy."

Po Jun closed his eyes.

His brows are getting darker, and the usual smile is nowhere to be seen:

"But I found out later that even if I did that, I wasn't happy."

"People have to live first, and then think about happiness. And if you don't do some things, of course you are not alive."

It started to rain in the black mist.

Like the tears that Hei Wu was moved by Po Jun's words.

He really didn't expect that the words that came out of a person who looked like a wanderer on the surface would be so touching.

Sure enough, you can't judge people by their cover.

"I admire Shu Yao very much. The friendship between him and Qisha Rangxuetian is by no means shallower than mine. People who don't know his behavior like this will call him heartless and heartless. If you know me, there are times when you don't interact with him. But Shu Yao is the most uncomfortable person."

Oh.

Black Mist thought indifferently.

You can rest assured about this, he is with his lover outside the secret border, one is obviously very happy in his heart, but he wants to act unmoved and indifferent; the other is willing to praise him and coax him.

Anyway, one willing to fight and one willing to suffer, sweet and sweet, much better than you miserable alone in the illusion.

Po Jun didn't know.

So he went on.

"It's because I can't do it that I admire Shu Yao.

After he finished speaking, he fanned his hand and turned into a cynical look again. He said refreshedly, "Hey, I've kept some things in my heart for a long time, and I really need to say them to feel comfortable. Thank you for listening to my nagging."

Black mist: "???"

It put away the tears of its feelings of being deceived by falsehood.

At the same time, without mercy, he kicked Po Jun out of the environment indifferently.

You go, I don't want to see you again, listen to your nagging.

******

Since Shu Yao left, the Lord of the Seven Regions threatened by him had no choice but to sit in the magic palace day after day.

As for Wan Chuanhe?

Shu Yao deliberately threatened Tianyao that if Wan Chuan and Jin Mogong were released and he learned that he had gone to the abyss, he would change Yihuzhu into Yihongyuan.

What can Tianyao do with his boss whom he is loyal to and the Demon Lord whom he cannot defeat?

Of course, he forced a smile on his face, racked his brains to make up excuses, and tried every means to stop Wan Chuanhe from the gate.

Wan Chuanhe didn't believe Tianyao's reason.

But what Tianyao did made him really think that Shu Yao was heartbroken by Wei Heng, his temperament changed drastically, he planned to stay out of retreat, and he didn't even want to see his friend.

The word love hurts people.

Wan Chuanhe shook his head and sighed once, every time he went out to drink and socialize with others, he would bring it up and talk about it, advising others to be careful and emotional.

It's good to be a magic cultivator without emotions.

Otherwise, the lesson from the past is Shu Yao.

So it's not without reason that Shu Yao would guard against him.

As for the Lord of the Seventh Region, he and Tian Yao looked at each other in the devil's palace every day, and sighed in a daze with a sad face.

It's just that this time their distress is a bit unusual.

Tianyao lightly tapped the table with his fingers, and the solemn look in his eyes made her flowery face solemn, so that no one dared to insult her:

"When your lord came to the throne, he did too much to Gusha's lineage, which caused everyone in the devil to be in danger and panic. Several domain masters of Tianxing have said more than once that they want to see your lord, and I tried my best to stop them. I am afraid that if we stop again this time, chaos will arise."

The Lord of the Seventh Region was also in a gloomy mood: "Yes, I have to be here, but I can't see him if the Demon Lord is not here."

Tianyao kept Shu Yao's instructions in mind; "You must never tell them that you have gone up to the abyss."

Otherwise, it might not be the domain masters of Tian Xing who are finished.

It may be the entire fairy and devil.

The Lord of the Seventh Realm had a whim: "I remember that when the Demon Lord was the envoy of Greedy Wolf, he often changed his appearance in front of people. The few domain owners who survived the punishment were not close to the center of the Demon Dao. They didn't know what the Demon Lord really looked like. Why don't I dress up as a Demon Lord?" Respect?"

Tianyao Wangwang's seven domain masters are colorful, comparable to the clothes of colorful luan birds.

Looking at the Seven Region Lord's body again, gold, silver and jewels are like a moving treasure house.

She hesitated to speak, very embarrassed.

The Lord of the Seventh Region said bluntly: "Miss Tianyao, if you have any thoughts, you can speak up."

Tian Yao was apprehensive, and tried back and forth: "It's not that the seventh domain master's clothes are not good, but I remember that your lord seems to...not like the seventh domain master's dressing style."

If Shu Yao came back to know that he was in the Heavenly Punishment Territory Master, what he left behind was an image of a peacock becoming a spirit, and the consequences might not be much better than being known about going to the abyss.

Although Tianyao didn't quite understand, just Shu Yao's aesthetics of big pink with pink, light yellow with bright purple, light gauze with beads, and brocade with gold, who has the right to look down on the Lord of the Seventh Region.

We are all equal people, why bother to hurt each other?

The seven domain masters also thought of this possibility.

Even though he was very puzzled by the demon's enigmatic gaze, and lamented that the demon did not have insight, the Lord of the Seven Regions was still afraid of the cold voice and silent shadow.

Fear keeps you awake.

The master of the Seven Domains shuddered: "I have a solution!"

Tian Yao listened with full expectation.

The Lord of the Seven Regions gave full play to what he had seen and heard in the Immortal Dao, applied what he had learned, and geared up:

"I think we can write a secret history of the Demon Lord, telling them how the Demon Lord was heartbroken by the relationship with the Daoist Master, so he couldn't retreat and switched to the Ruthless Way, so that they would not want to find the Demon Lord .”

After all, everyone is afraid of cold voices and silent shadows.

Lovelorn people are unreasonable, and so is the devil.

Tian Yao: "???"

With all due respect, then you might as well just pretend to be Your Majesty, and save yourself two beatings.

But there is no way, on the other side, the Lord of the Seventh Region was writing with great interest.

The Lord of the Seven Regions has only been in the Immortal Dao for a few days, so it is not reliable.

Tian Yao became worried.

Is Xiandao really okay?

Is Your Majesty really alright?

But she remembered that Shu Yao was still acting vigorously and resolutely, looking down upon him.

Tian Yao was a little proud again.

Your Majesty deserves to be your Majesty.

Staying in a place like the Immortal Dao, you can also keep your heart and stay spotless.

******

Shu Yao Wei Heng and Po Jun finally came out after all the Mahayanas in the Immortal Dao had been looking forward to it.

Po Jun wanted to say something again and again, but hesitated: "Ayao, that...your clothes..."

Thanks to the Heart Demon's illusion, when Shu Yao and Wei Heng came out, their dresses were slightly damaged, and the snow-like skin at the corners of their eyes was slightly reddish.

Even if Po Jun knows the inside story, it is difficult not to be shaken.

Did Shu Yao really have nothing to do with Wei Heng in the illusion?

If there is anything, how can the cold sound and shadow not see blood?

If there is anything, and if there is still no blood in the cold voice, is Shu Yao too obsessed with ghosts, or is he planning to lose his mind and just want to sleep with Wei Heng?

It is difficult for Po Jun to make a choice, and he is vacillating.

Not to mention the immortals.

Shu Yao: "Huh?"

He didn't care much: "it's okay, I brought clothes."

Po Jun couldn't breathe.

He thought of Shu Yao's amazing aesthetics in the magic palace.

Behind them is a group of Xiandao who are discussing in a low voice like wolves and tigers with faces like "this is too exciting and I can't bear such gossip".

Beside him is a brother who has no idea what the plan is, who seems to be reunited after a broken mirror, who is about to match light yellow with bright purple.

In front of him is the center of the dangerous and unpredictable abyss, where the devil king lives.

Life is so difficult.

The mentality of breaking the army collapsed.

He roared angrily: "Ziweixing, don't let me catch you, otherwise I will hang you in front of the main hall of the Demon Palace."

When the Demon Palace is being demolished, Ziweixing can be dismantled together.

Ziweixing: "???"

I am here.

Are you alright? ? ?

Do you want to fight the one who wants to hang me in Chang'an City first? ? ?