I, scum gong, never adore Master

He wants to eat me!He likes me so much!

A year ago, when Tongxiu's divine veins were in a state of confusion, they attacked this place, and most of the temple collapsed. Later, Master Li arranged for people to renovate the place, but only tile walls were erected, and the inside was still very dilapidated.

The night is deep and the moon melts, and the wind is chilling.

This place can't be called a good place, the villagers dare not approach it, and there are rumors that there are evil spirits, so no one disturbs the lonely and desolate temple, and no one notices the bloody smell that fills the air.

Philip pushed the door open and entered, projecting the bright moonlight into the dark, dilapidated temple.

With just one glance, he was stunned on the spot.

The moonlight shone on the young man in white clothes. He seemed to be in a coma, crawling on two unrecognizable picture scrolls, which had been soaked in tears and blood, and he was in a state of embarrassment.

There were still blood-stained fine down feathers floating in the air, and pieces fell into the dust. The mountain wind blew from outside the door, swept the white feathers towards the prostrate man, and was covered by puddles of blood on the ground. get wet.

"Owner!"

Fei Fei rushed over, trying to help Yun Jian up in a pool of blood.

Someone called him, Yun Jian's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he opened his eyelids in a daze, revealing a narrow gap, the glazed beads were bright red, and there were tears mottled under the moonlight.

It was only when he got closer that he could see that the porcelain white chest exposed under the messy skirt was bloody and bloody. Yun Jian was holding the scroll in one hand, and his blood-stained feathers were still stained in the other.

he……

He actually pulled out the feathers on his body one by one!

"Master...you...what are you doing?!"

Philip was startled and panicked.

The body of Yun Jian is a white-feathered phoenix. His feathers are very beautiful, shining under the light, with colorful brilliance. They are beautiful feathers that are enough to make all bird tribes envy, but Yun Jian's feathers are beautiful. ...to be able to cruelly pluck out her own beautiful feathers one by one.

For the bird tribe, this is tantamount to human skinning and deboning.

Not to mention the pain, Philip took it into himself, thinking that his fur was stripped by hunters to make a fur coat, and he became a bald cat. He couldn't bear this kind of mental torture, let alone if a bird disappeared Feather, how can he still fly?

But Philip is not as dull as Little Ivy, he can understand.

He had seen the feather blade on Jiang Ye's chest when he was dying, and he could see that it was Yun Jian's feather.

Is the owner self-destructing out of self-blame?

On the blood-stained scroll, those contents once again testified to his guess.

Seven days have passed since the day when Jiang Ye died. According to human habits, this day is regarded as the first seven days of Jiang Ye. people who give up.

So... is his master waiting for Jiang Ye's soul to return?The remnant soul left here thousands of years ago.

But the people of the Protoss are different from the mortals. The mortals can still be reincarnated, but the Protoss is not necessarily.

Jiang Ye's remnant soul will not come...

Fei Fei only knew that Yun Jian seemed to be fine these days, as if he was sure that Jiang Ye was not dead, but just sleeping. The elixir that Chen gave him had worked.

Unexpectedly, this is not to resolve the depression in my heart, but to temporarily suppress it.

But the suppressed things will not disappear, they will only accumulate deeper and deeper, just like the torrent pouring in from the embankment, when it can't bear it, it will collapse in an instant, and it will be a bloodbath.

After all, Yun Jian hated himself.

Regardless of the time on Nine Heavens thousands of years ago, he regarded Ye as a phoenix tree, turned his feathers into sharp blades with pent-up resentment, and pierced Jiang Ye's body deeply, causing him to fall into the Nine Heavens from now on, never to be seen again. news.

And now, thousands of years later, he once again used his feathers as a blade to kill his beloved with his own hands.

But until the last moment of his life, Jiang Ye didn't utter a word of complaint, and even comforted him, told him not to be sad or sad, and told him not to hate himself. He said he didn't blame him.

He also said that he wanted to take a good look at him.

He must keep his face deep in his heart, no matter whether there is reincarnation or not, no matter whether there is an afterlife or not, he must keep his appearance and his beautiful peach blossom eyes in his heart.

Jiang Ye could forgive Yun Jian, but Yun Jian couldn't pass his test.

He will not die, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will not give up his life.

He was afraid, afraid that if the young general Ye could wake up again, what would he do if he couldn't see him?Or maybe he was afraid that he would wake up like the first time he met in this life, seeing him being bound by heavy chains, suppressed by God nails, and desperately injured for his adventure.

His little apprentice is stupid, he has been like this since thousands of years ago, and he only treats his heart sincerely for a moment.

And this heart was pierced more than once by him.

People who have been silent and cold for thousands of years and have no desire or hatred for thousands of years are not always ruthless. Some things have been stagnant for a long time, piled up in their hearts, and they are always about to explode. There is only one opportunity missing.

But now, this opportunity has appeared...

Hot tears slipped from the corners of the eyes, and flowed on the cheeks that were cold due to blood loss, and then stained the scroll, soaking the stream on the painting, as if the stream was flowing.

The mottled, bloody wound was half hidden under the blood-stained skirt.

I don't know what the original shape is like!

Philip's eyes were red with anger, and for the first time he grinned fiercely at his master.

"Jiang Ye likes your feathers the most! If he wakes up and sees you bald, he will be upset! He...he will empathize with other birds! Master, you can't do this, you..."

Yun Jian didn't say a word, as if his soul was dead.

Philip couldn't go on talking either.

Looking at the pair of peach eyes mourning like death, and looking at Yun Jian who was covered in blood and miserable, Fei Fei held back the tears accumulated in his eyes.

"Master, let me take you back, Jiang Ye...he is still waiting for you!"

The blood-stained glass beads trembled slightly, and the dull eyes slowly turned.

The originally soft voice was hoarse.

"He, is he waiting for me?"

"Well! I'm waiting for you! If you don't go back, he won't sleep well!" Philip coaxed.

Who would have expected that a god who has lived for thousands of years would be so convinced by a sentence that a three-year-old child would hesitate to believe?

So half-deceived and half-coaxed, Fei Fei fed Yun Jian the elixir to suppress his mood swings, and took out a pile of wound medicine left by Bu Lingchen to bandage Yun Jian.

Continue to coax: "If you go back with blood all over, he will be unhappy, and if he is unhappy, he will pretend to be asleep and ignore you."

"Uh..." The deceitful words were so childish and ridiculous, but Yun Jian shuddered and frowned. He believed it, and applied the ointment very cooperatively.

I remember the time when he came out from Suhuijian, in order to keep his little apprentice, he hurt his arm, and his little apprentice was really fooled, viciously like a puppy with teeth and claws, while feeling sorry for him, bandaging him, and Gritting his teeth fiercely at him, "Forget it if it hurts to death!"

This method is really easy to use.

But it can't be used all the time, he doesn't want his little apprentice to frown and be angry.

After bringing him back to Li's mansion, the doors and windows of the room with the solitary lamp were closed tightly, and Fei Fei stayed in the courtyard and dared not leave, for fear that Yun Jian's brain would twitch and he would do something stupid again.

Tongxiu Shenmai also guarded with him.

He lowered his voice and said to Fei Fei: "As soon as I came back, I scanned the entire Tongxiu Mountain with my spiritual sense. There are only grass spirits and uncivilized small animals in the mountain, and there are no human souls. Could it be a mistake? "

"You must have missed it!" Feifei didn't believe it: "How could it not be? Thousands of years ago he was...he died here, and now he returned with an incomplete soul, and there must be a piece of it left here! Absolutely impossible...no It might be gone!"

As Fei Fei said, his throat became more and more choked, and his round eyes were red.

Xiao Qingteng said anxiously: "Don't think too much! I'm not saying that my mother is gone, I just think... Is it possible that I'm not here? Either it was covered by some secret technique, or it was rescued and raised by some kind person .”

"Even so...don't say it in front of my master."

Philip saw how Yun Jianyin collapsed thousands of years ago when he watched the night burn to ashes, leaving only a bone, and he really couldn't bear to hit him again.

and many more!

"Bones!" Feifei suddenly jumped up from the vines, immediately transformed into a human form, and said excitedly: "Thousands of years ago, after the death of the night, there was only one skeleton left! Is it possible..."

Qingteng's mind was relatively slow, and she didn't react. Feifei was so anxious that he didn't bother to explain to him.

He guessed that Jiang Ye's remnant soul would be in that lost bone, but this was just a possibility, a guess.

What if he guessed wrong?

To Yun Jian, wouldn't it be an empty rejoicing, instead it would drive him even crazier!

Fei Fei looked at Yun Jian, who was still looking normal through the crack of the door, lightly stirred the wick, turned on the fire, turned around and went to the couch, hugged Ye in his arms, and lowered his jaw Gently rest on the top of the head of the person in his arms.

Fei Fei stepped back, looked up at Qingteng and whispered, "I may know where Jiang Ye's remnant soul is, do you want... to accompany me to find it? Right now!"

He knew that he couldn't wait too long in the state of remonstrance.

Tonight is the night of the full moon, although Yun Jian has broken free from one of the god-suppressing nails, but the other one is still buried deep in the bones, torturing him and imprisoning him.

Although he is not in Shenyin Peak at the moment, but the body transformed into a soul is still deeply imprisoned on the white plum tree, in the middle of the weak water, and because of the separation of mind and soul, his state is unstable. Yun Jian may suffer more torture tonight than usual .

But this kind of tossing that has been used to for thousands of years is nothing compared to pulling out one's own feathers alive.

He can carry it.

Comparing the hatchback, I don't feel how painful the chains are to twist the flesh, and the soul-killing nails and cones to kill the soul.

On the calm and beautiful face, only the complexion is pale and the lips are bloodless.

The peach eyes are half lifted, and the face of the sleeping night is reflected in the glazed beads, but it becomes softer and softer.

"When I find the remnant soul you left here thousands of years ago, I will go to Demon Realm to join Ling Chen together. Since he said that the soul-gathering lamp can stitch your soul together, he will definitely not lie to me. He never lied to me. You Do you also believe him? When you reshape your soul, you will be able to remember it together with the memory of thousands of years ago. We will not return to Shenyin Peak at that time, and we will settle in the Demon Realm, okay? Anyway, there are no demons there. Human beings can't stand that environment and can't stay for long, but you and I are different, when the time comes, no one will bother us."

He hugged the young boy's cold body, the candlelight reflected in his eyes was flickering.

Yun Jian took a deep look at the long wick he had picked up, and then at Jiang Ye, whose eyelashes were drooping and his eyes closed tightly.

When the young man was awake, he was very detached, as if he had endless energy to vent, his thoughts were written all over his face, he couldn't hide every frown, smile, joy or anger.

When he still didn't understand the meaning of deep love, the pear dimple blooming on his lips revealed all his thoughts, which reflected directly into Yun Jian's eyes.

But now, it is rare to be quiet, obediently lying in his arms, neither blushing and embarrassingly rejecting, nor showing any petty temper with him.

"Didn't you say you wanted to look at me? Jiangye...the lights are very bright, please open your eyes and look again..."

The peach blossom eyes trembled slightly, and the eyelashes moved slightly.

Wait until the brightly dialed candle burns the cotton wick into ashes, wait until the warm yellow room brightly turns into obscure ignorance.

Wait until the last drop of lamp oil is completely burned, and wait until the whole house is plunged into the endless night of darkness.

Yun Jian sighed, closed his eyelids lightly, and rubbed the soft hair on the top of Jiang Ye's head.

"So sleepy? Didn't get enough sleep? Then you... sleep a little longer."

But after a while, Yun Jian rubbed Jiang Ye's nose with his fingers, not wanting him to sleep.

"Little heartless, you sleep so soundly, but your master, I can't sleep..." He thought for a while, then tightened Yehuo's hand, and rubbed his thin lips against the young man's ear: " Master, let me tell you a story."

He knew that Jiang Ye liked to read story books.

Whether it is in the bedroom of the side hall of the waterside pavilion or in the bedroom of the disciple's garden, there are all kinds of script books, anecdotes and anecdotes, and love novels, all of which are hidden. The little apprentice thinks that he has a good hiding place, but Yun Jian He had discovered it a long time ago, but he didn't tell the truth, nor reprimanded him for not doing his job properly.

Selfishly hiding the little apprentice's little hobby.

The little apprentice has read a lot of stories in the storybook, but Yun Jian doesn't understand it. He is afraid that it will not be well told and will make people angry.

He thought for a while but didn't know what to say. Although he had never been to Shenyin Peak for thousands of years, he knew all the anecdotes and anecdotes in the world, but he thought those stories were boring, and Jiang Ye might not like them.

In the pitch-black room, Yun Jian's eyesight was excellent. His gaze fell on the picture scroll stained with tears and blood on the table. The river splashed waves and scattered them on the feathers of the white bird. There was a smile in the white bird's eyes. No intention of blaming it, but enjoying it.

"Let's start with the painting you gave me."

"How did you calculate that I would come here in a thousand years? Or did you actually plan to leave me a long time ago, but you were worried, so you left me the bodhi grass? You are so powerful, then you ...Have you considered that you have this catastrophe? Have you considered that you need this fairy grass even more?"

As he spoke, his palm kept rubbing against the person in his arms, wanting to share some warmth with him, but no matter how much he hugged him, no matter how much he covered him, he couldn't get any warmth.

"I remember everything, Jiang Ye...I remember everything."

"I know that stream is you. Do you think that you, who have been alone for too long, are lucky to meet me? Actually..."

He hugged Jiang Ye, his cheeks were buried deep between the black hair, the silver thread and jet black were entangled, his voice became more and more choked, and after speaking, it was almost condensed into silence.

"Actually, you don't understand. You have been lonely for thousands of years, and you have never had any companions. When you met me who is not afraid of you, you regarded me as your only treasure... and I, in fact, are the same. That is the most important thing in my life..."

Happiest time.

In the nine heavens, no living beings dare to approach Liquan. To them, Liquan is a monster that can rot bones and soul. If they are stained with immortality, they will lose half their lives.

It is unknown.

And on the other side of the Nine Heavens, the same is true of the white-feathered phoenix who was ordered to kill others if he didn't die himself. When he was a child, he couldn't control the Nirvana fire as he wanted, and almost hurt his own kind. Later, he was finally able to control it. However, he was depressed because of the Nirvana fire, and he was bored and uncomfortable, but he could bear it and would not hurt others, but the same kind would not believe it...

Said he was also unknown.

Thus, these two aliens who were born with unknown origins finally collided together.

Bai Yufenghuang liked Liquan very much, and plunged into it. The icy cold water softened the smoldering flames in his chest and made him feel much more comfortable.

The species are different, and Liquan has not cultivated a human form, so inter-species cannot communicate verbally, and can only rely on their natural instincts to caress each other, pamper and tolerate each other.

As soon as the white bird flapped its wings and set off waves, Liquan made a splashing sound, as if playing a beautiful piece of music.

They both love each other so much.

But the way of expressing love is different.

It is rare for Liquan to meet a creature who is not afraid of him and will not be harmed by him. He is so happy that he wished not to let Shiratori leave him day and night.

However, Shiratori seems to be very busy and can only spare a little time every day to play with him.

So, he came up with an idea, he wanted to swallow the white bird and turn him into a small fish in his stomach.

Coincidentally, Shiratori also thought so.

He spent too much time flying across the nine heavens from one shore to the other every day, and he couldn't stay here without going back.

He thought, he could actually drink up all the water in Liquan little by little, and it would be great to put it in his stomach and take it home!

They were a match made in heaven, and the crazy ideas in their heads were so alike.

Just do what you say, so in the days that followed, Baiyu Fenghuang drank water like crazy every day when he came, until his stomach became bulging, and he was almost unable to fly before giving up.

As for Liquan, he slapped Bai Yufeng's body tirelessly wave after wave, washing the opponent's feathers bright and smooth, trying to let his own water penetrate the opponent's whole body.

The brain circuits of the two little lunatics are the same, they wish to eat each other's souls, so that it is safe to keep them in their stomachs.

Haven't the creatures in the nine heavens seen anything?

But I've never seen anything so crazy!

Loving each other is like hating each other, wishing to kill each other, what is horrifying is that both of them cheerfully expressed: He wants to eat me, he likes me so much!

It's a pity that their souls became more and more familiar with each other in a certain fusion process, and they both had a lot of each other's breath.

But still failed to "eat" the opponent!

The waves from Liquan swept off one of Fenghuang's feathers, but he was very wronged because he only left one of his feathers, but he drank half of the water in his body!

And after the damned white bird swept away his water, it didn't appear.

Liquan couldn't breathe, so he wanted to cross Jiutian and go to the other side to find Fenghuang to collect debts, but he has no legs, and a river of springs cannot go upstream, nor can it flow through the hateful weak water.

He has never seen anyone else, only occasionally saw Wutong transformed into a human form, so he turned into the appearance of Wutong, possessed a human form, and went to find the baby who rolled him and got away with it, escaped, irresponsible, scumbag The true white feather phoenix!

Speaking of this, Yun Jian suddenly smiled, pinched Jiang Ye's side face, leaned over and bit his earlobe lightly.

After that...

Yun Jian's voice was choked, he closed his eyes, and remained silent for a while, skipping the beginning of the most desperate nightmare left in each other's hearts.

"Later, when you fell into the mortal world, I also did as you wished, breaking free from the shackles and following you, but I didn't expect that after I went to the world, I would lose all my memory..."

The author says:

If you love him, you will eat him!

When Jiang Ye saw the white bird for the first time, his inner thoughts were very real. We, Jiang Ye, are honest people, and we always talk out of our minds!

Master is actually... also very real, cough cough (little face is yellow);

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!