I, scum gong, never adore Master

he saw him

It has been more than two months since Yun Jian left Shenyin Peak.

Last time on the full moon night, he spent it alone in the abandoned temple in Tongxiu Village. At that time, his heart was probably too painful and he was too broken. Or the torture caused by his almost self-destructive pulling out of his feathers, compared to the pain of the bone being torn apart by the god nail.

He is not more tolerant than anyone else, nor is he not afraid of pain, but in the face of unknown dangers, he does not dare to let go, and in front of Jiang Ye, he does not want to show the slightest vulnerability to cause worry.

Even though he was already in poor health, he didn't say a word.

Jiang Ye thought, if he had known that his master was not in good health, he would have softened his heart. He would not leave his master and walk behind the carriage alone, let alone quarrel with him. The subtle friction between the two is the key to life and death The room is nothing at all.

Even if Yun Jian can resist, he can't pass it every time.

He was afraid that he had already seen Yueying tonight, and he wasn't even sure when he would wake up if he couldn't bear it.

Seeing the fire phoenix hovering outside the house at night, he felt no worries, and before leaving, he finally tore off the white silk, and kissed lightly on the trembling eyelashes.

Feng Yi was already waiting for Jiang Ye in the Lord's Palace of the City Lord's Mansion. He told Jiang Ye everything he knew and didn't know. There was no other reason. He was afraid that Jiang Ye would leave with regrets.

"I planted this body of yours with sand tang fruit seeds, and you are not the cousin of the Jun family. This is the identity I fabricated for you. The master of the Jun family always thought you were his sister's child.

Even if he thinks that you are bound by blood, it doesn't prevent him from using you, sending you to Yunmiao was also facilitated by me, I know your past with the Lord, I hope you can wake him up. "

Feng Yi's words completely explained the last confusion in Jiang Ye's heart.

Regarding the original body, it was just a fruit core thrown from the nine heavens after he ate leftovers. It was contaminated with his breath, somewhat like him, but did not give birth to any spiritual wisdom. Follow Jiang Ye's past habit.

Later, seeing that the time was ripe, Feng Yi anonymously sent a sand tang fruit to the Immortal Venerable of Shenyin Peak.

Although this thing is precious, Yun Jian doesn't care, it's just that when he holds it in his hand and plays with it, he always feels inexplicably familiar.

He could only lure Jiang Ye, who was the incarnation of the fruit core, to eat it secretly. After this thing melted into his body, he completely pulled back the wandering lonely soul.

So far, this body has a soul.

Putting the sand tang fruit that Yejiang gave him in his bosom, when he stepped out of the mansion, he saw Luo Yan at a glance.

He is wearing a hat and carrying an epee, as if waiting for him.

The sky is already dark, and there is no sun today, but through the thick fog, you can vaguely hear the gradually bustling cries on the long street.

Those living corpses who don't know they are dead start a new day of life.

Luo Yan looked into the distance with sad eyes, frowned, and suddenly nodded uncomfortably when he saw Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye said hello first, and followed Luo Yan's worried eyes: "Are you worried about the people in this city? But they are already dead."

Luo Yan said: "They all died violently and unjustly. They don't know their current situation, they don't know the direction of the underworld, and they don't have family members to give them a guide to see them off."

"They...are not necessarily kept in the dark, maybe they are willing to deceive themselves and others?"

Hearing this, Luo Yan was at a loss.

Jiang Ye said: "Everyone wants to live, even if it takes one more day. Therefore, those who find themselves dead still have obsessions, and they don't want to go to the ground to rest in peace. I won’t feel scared, and I’m even willing to pretend nothing happened, just guarding and accompanying me until the last moment.”

"After all, it is a corpse. Even if it is preserved with special medicine, it will rot after a long time. A person is dead when he is dead, and a person is alive." Luo Yan said.

"What do you think is living? A person with intact vital signs but no reason and soul? Or a person whose physical body disappears but whose spiritual will exists forever?"

After Jiang Ye finished speaking, he didn't intend to listen to Luo Yan's answer.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the gradually bustling long street. Those people were like dreams, their silhouettes were cut out by the fog, and their faces could not be seen clearly.

Sometimes I feel that they are alive, and sometimes I feel that they are a piece of shadow left in the world, which can be blown away by the wind.

It is such a fragile person, such an imperfect person, who will vent his anger and become a villain, and will hold his true love in his hands and treat him tenderly. He is a mayfly on a giant tree, a mayfly in the sea, weak and short-lived, strong and Be tenacious.

He felt that when he came back again, he would be able to give Juntong an explanation.

He seemed to have figured it out.

The experiments Juntong did were too one-sided. He wanted to use others to treat him badly to prove that there is no love and taste in the world, but human nature is always mixed with good and evil, and they will leave the evil side to Juntong. But that doesn't mean they are the same for everyone.

Those butchers who are fierce and domineering on the surface, killing countless butchers, will wash off the blood from their bodies and hug their young children when they return home; Ignoring the wailing of the dying, use their bodies to test the medicine and prick the needle.

Good and evil are not so absolute.

This time they went to Yunmiao Mountain, they were in a hurry, Luo Yan was willing to send Jiang Ye there, and he also had his purpose.

When the epee was in the air, carrying the two of them across the mountains and stretching across the lake, Jiang Ye instinctively shivered a little. He knew that the epee under his feet had been made very wide by Luo Yan, but he stood on it, When the clouds drifted around, I was still terrified of fear.

You let a stream fly?

Isn't that fatal? !

What's more, he once fell from the nine heavens to the human world, and the horror and fear at that moment have been deeply buried in his soul, and even after the memory comes back, he is often haunted by dreams of falling into the clouds.

He never told Yun Jian about this, because he was afraid that he would be worried and blamed himself, and he also felt that it was unnecessary.

Anyway, even if Yunjian takes him on a fire and phoenix ride, he will hold him tightly in his arms. As long as he sleeps peacefully, he can reach his destination, so what is there to be afraid of?

Never thought of this possibility now.

Jiang Ye stood on the epee, his legs were numb and he didn't dare to move. The thick clouds bumped against his cheeks, and he occasionally lost his eyesight, making him unable to see his surroundings clearly, and he didn't dare to look. .

"He was so scared that my sword was trembling. In times of crisis, the hero saves the beauty. Can't you learn it with your hands and feet?"

Jiang Ye: "??"

Who is speaking?

This voice sounds very similar to Long Aotian's white-bearded grandfather. This kind of mysterious existence usually only lives in Long Aotian's sea of ​​consciousness, and only Long Aotian can hear what he says. How could it be... …

"Uh, you, are you cold?"

Luo Yan suddenly turned his head to look at him, as if he had listened to the voice's guidance, he stammered and said, "I mean, is the wind blowing cold?"

The voice that could be heard by Jiang Ye said excitedly again: "Your boy is on the right track! Hurry up, while his man is not around, hold him in your arms and give him warmth!"

Jiang Ye: "..."

Luo Yan: "..."

Luo Yan talked to the voice silently in his heart: It can't be like this, at least it shouldn't be.

The voice said again: "It's extremely stupid! Lose Long Aotian's face, do you know that in our Dianjia, Long Aotian's world, there is no beautiful woman... er, men are fine, anyway, as long as Long Aotian Whatever God likes, it no longer belongs to others. Yes! That's how domineering!"

Jiang Ye suddenly raised his eyes to look at Luo Yan, and said with a smile: "I have something I want to curse, I don't know if I should say it or not."

Luo Yan: "Huh?"

Jiang Ye: "It's okay, I'm not cold, I'm cold, you pretend I didn't say anything, just use your sword."

After roughly figuring out where the voice came from, Jiang Ye stomped the heavy black sword a few times calmly, and silently rolled his eyes.

His master is not dead yet, and now he is starting to instigate Luo Yan to seize him. This little thing from home is really not a good thing.

Jiang Ye pursed his lips sullenly and said: "Your broken sword is not a good thing, throw it away as soon as you are done using it, and find an obedient and sensible one later."

Luo Yan: "..."

Feeling the blade of the sword tremble under his feet, Jiang Ye frowned, and while leaning forward, he instinctively grabbed Luo Yan's sleeve to stabilize his balance.

Luo Yan's body froze, and he was stunned for a while before he opened his mouth and said, "Well... if you are afraid of heights, you can grab my arm, it will be better."

Sorry, I avoid suspicion.

Luo Yan didn't have much thought, and he didn't have that kind of thought, just the sword spirit beeping endlessly, these unscrupulous words should be passed from the sword spirit's mouth to the master's ears, so what's the matter?

His master will not be angry on the surface, but after nightfall, the one who suffers is Jiang Ye himself!

Jiang Ye coughed lightly in embarrassment, and said indifferently: "It's okay, I can't collapse my high-cold personality, so that's it."

Luo Yan was stunned for a moment, then said seriously: "Afraid of heights and cold?"

Jiang Ye: "..."

"You are so funny..."

After many years, each other's moods are different, and the joke was originally to ease the atmosphere, but the more we talked, the more embarrassing it became.

It doesn't seem to be like, youth swim.

Yu Jian's flight is really fast, and the fairy mountains surrounded by clouds in front of him are Yunmiao Mountains.

They lingered in the clouds and did not go down immediately. Luo Yan said: "Since Zhong Lize's death, several elders of Yun Miao planned to choose another new head. Xianjun is suitable.

But Immortal Changlan had no intention of doing this, in order not to be persuaded by the elders, he simply sealed off his own fairy mountain, saying that he was going to be closed to death. "

The so-called death pass means that if it is not for flying, the person who retreats will never leave the pass, even if his lifespan is exhausted, he will die of old age.

In today's general environment where no one has been ascending for nearly a thousand years, doing so by Immortal Changlan is tantamount to digging a coffin and lying in it to die.

Jiang Ye: "..."

Is it a fool?

Two days ago, he met Immortal Changlan, how could he be so closed?

Luo Yan: "Right now, the Yunmiao Mountain is in chaos, and the dormant forces arranged by the various immortal sects are also ready to move. Now that you are...with the Immortal Venerable again, it will inevitably cause trouble if people see it."

Understand the reason.

"So, do you have a way to avoid those people and take me directly to Shenyin Peak?"

Luo Yan nodded, and he didn't know what kind of formula he had made. They were instantly wrapped in a transparent thin cloth on Yujian, and they couldn't see their figures in the sheltered place. They avoided several immortal disciples and elders along the way. It was very successful to come to the foot of Shenyin Peak.

Shenyin Peak has been covered by the barrier set up by Yun Jian so far, and outsiders are not allowed to enter without permission.

Luo Yan didn't follow Jiang Ye in, and the person in front of him was about to enter the barrier. He hesitated for a moment, and before he could figure out what to say, he called his name uncontrollably: "Jiang Ye."

The young man turned his head, his clear eyes were the same as before, pure and clean, his brows were anxious, and he tried to give some patience to Luo Yan, waiting for him to speak.

Luo Yan froze for a moment, and smiled at the boy, even though he was not good at laughing, his smile was stiff and awkward.

But no one would laugh at him.

The boy still didn't hesitate, and gave him a clean and pure smile without hesitation. The pear dimples blooming on the corners of his lips were very beautiful, as if he had brewed wine, as if he was drunk.

Luo Yan's throat was a little choked, and he managed to organize his words: "You...does your heart still hurt? Is the injury healed? I...I heard what Mr. Feng Yi said, I just...just..."

"Just worried about me?"

Jiang Ye answered: "Well, I know you're worried about me, I'm fine, my physique is such that it's different from ordinary people, it's not a big deal if I lose a few drops of my heart."

"Thank you, Luo Yan."

Jiang Ye's eyes lingered on Luo Yan, seeing his heroism, seeing him carrying a rare and peerless sword, seeing that he had counterattacked Jackie Chan Aotian from a waste wood, Jiang Ye felt very good, his friend would not Many, Luo Yan was the only one who didn't worry him so much.

The boy's body was half-hidden in the barrier, and Luo Yan finally struggled out of his throat when he fumbled on his lips.

He was almost in a hurry, with the youthfulness he had when he first met Jiang Ye many years ago.

"Jiang Ye, I will never hurt you, I will protect you when necessary, but there are some things..."

"what?"

Jiang Ye only had time to express his doubts, and the barrier was completely closed between them.

The appearance and voice of each other are gone.

Jiang Ye didn't hear Luo Yan's last sentence, which was almost a prayer of repentance.

—— "But there are some things, don't blame me. Feng Lan Yun Jian is destined to never stay with you. His fate is like this, and it cannot be changed. I... I have tried my best."

These words were not heard in the night.

He walked towards the weak water pool, under the white plum tree.

Feng Yi said that his painstaking effort could suspend the torture that Yun Jian endured on the full moon night, Jiang Ye did this, and when he woke up, he found that his master was indeed no longer in pain, and it was effective.

But this is only a temporary solution. If you want to cure the root cause, you need to completely destroy the cage that imprisoned Yun Jian.

In this world, except for Liquan, no one can swim through the Weak Water Pond, through this endless hell, to break Yun Jian's chains, to destroy this white plum cage, and to completely rescue Feng Lan Yun Jian.

Standing at the edge of the weak water pool, Jiang Ye still remembered how he nearly froze to death when he first waded into the water.

But this time, he had to swallow up the Weak Water Pond, wrap it in the Liquan, extract all the cultivation bases that Yun Jian had swallowed for thousands of years, and return it to Yun Jian to help him escape from the prison.

Jiang Ye tightly held the sand tang fruit in his palm, and was about to swallow it when he heard...

"You really want to do this? For him again?"

Shenyin Peak is still covered by the enchantment of Yunjian, it is impossible for anyone to come and go at will!

Startled at night, he turned his head and saw a strange young man sitting in a wooden wheelchair. The man was thin and frail. He was wearing a blue shirt that was washed until it turned white, and his legs were covered with a beautiful embroidered blanket.

A pair of flying swallows was delicately embroidered on that blanket, and half of the flying swallow's wings were missing.

Jiang Ye recognized it almost immediately, he had seen this unfinished blanket in the Tianji Pavilion of the elder sister.