After Xianjun lost his memory, Mozun just wanted to leave his husband

Yin Wanshen froze for a moment, and suddenly moved away from the eyes that were looking at him.His ears were unstoppably hot, and he had forgotten how long he hadn't felt the uncontrollable tremor in his chest.

Obviously the person in front of him is his closest Taoist companion, but Yin Wancan is like a mischievous child at the moment, he dare not look at the serious elders, and just wants to clean up his embarrassment by himself.

Even though it was covered by the night, Chu Shichao's eyesight was still comparable to others. He saw very clearly that Junior Brother Yin's delicate and white ears were mostly red, and the ends of his usually cold eyes were a little more uncomfortable.

The bright red lips were pursed, as moist as peach blossoms floating in the water.

He stared blankly, and smelled the fragrance of peach blossoms again.

After a while, Yin Wanshen tentatively withdrew his arm, but Chu Shichao didn't tease him and let go.

Yin Wanshen turned to the side, her breathing was a little short/short, and she cursed in her heart that she was worthless, but just hooking his neck and looking at each other, she was so nervous that she was dying, and there was no such thing as lingering/lingering with him when the contract was not concluded courage!

What's more, the two of them have slept together in the same bed for so long, and they have done things that make them blush even more, so what if they take a look...

He was indignant, and he was struggling to maintain a cool face by pulling the skirt of his chest.After thinking about it, he attributed all this to the fact that he had broken the contract with Chu Shichao.

Now that the contract is released, he is no longer his Taoist companion!It's normal to be flirtatious/ambiguous with the object of love!

Yin Wanshen knew that this reason could not convince herself, so she took it as the truth.Turning around and facing Chu Shichao, he cheekily continued to pretend to be cold.

"Did you see me in the illusion?" Yin Wancan likes to face difficulties the most.

Chu Shichao: "No."

Yin Wanshen: "..."

Then why call him by his name? !Does it work wonders!

Seeing him angry, Chu Shichao looked away and said gently, "Who did you see?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Yin Wanshen gritted his teeth and snorted heavily.In fact, from Chu Shichao's unconscious words, he had already guessed who he saw in the illusion.

Of course it was him.

It's Yin Wanshen!

Except for him, no one can make Chu Shichao still care about him when he is unconscious!

He didn't want to say it, and Chu Shichao didn't force him to ask. He shook his head helplessly, but there were lines of laughter on his lips that couldn't be ignored.

The two were silent for a while, Yin Wancan glanced at the sky, and spoke first: "It seems that he lured us here on purpose."

"Well," Chu Shichao must have sensed something was wrong in the illusion, "as far as I know, very few people in the devil world have achieved this level of illusion."

"It's just that I don't know if there are people who are proficient in this way in the past five years."

Yin Wanshen put her arms around her arms, pretended to think and then shook her head slightly, "I've never heard of it."

Chu Shichao believed what he said.

Seeing Chu Shichao's downcast eyes, Yin Wanshen couldn't help but twitched her heart.Although Chu Shichao looks the same as in the past, only when he is on the scene can he know how painful and helpless losing his memory is.

What's more, these five years have seen the biggest changes in the world of cultivating immortals in recent decades.

Yin Wanshen could not help Chu Shichao retrieve his memory immediately, but it could relieve his emotions.

"I heard... my brother sealed a ferocious spirit beast five years ago," he said softly, "At that time, my brother moved the world with his sword, and his reputation spread throughout the world of cultivating immortals."

"It's a pity that I didn't recognize my senior brother at that time," Yin Wanshen sighed, "I couldn't get a glimpse of his style."

Chu Shichao had an impression of this matter, he did it when he passed Qianfan Cliff while practicing alone.

He frowned, knowing that Yin Wanshen was consoling him, and put his fingers on the hilt of Shi Mian's sword, "If there is a chance in the future, I will never let you down."

Yin Wanshen frowned and agreed.

It was getting late, and the two of them had been here long enough.Thinking of Yue Tianheng who was guarding alone in the main hall, the two decided to return immediately.

Before pushing open the door of the hall, Yin Wancan was still a little apprehensive.But when he saw the whole picture of the palace, he was relieved, and Chu Shichao frowned.

The hall was empty, without thick black mist, only a magic weapon protected by a formation in the center of the hall.

And there is a corpse in black on the side against the wall.

Yin Wancan was all too familiar with that corpse, it was the devil he stabbed to death.

Without the cover of the fog, he could see his true appearance clearly.A very strange face, never seen before.And after his death, the devilish energy around the corpse also disappeared.

Chu Shichao observed the corpse for a moment, met Yin Wanshen's eyes, and said coldly, "He is not from the devil world."

"How do you know he's not?" Yin Wanshen frowned.

"I've seen him." Chu Shichao's eyes were dim, but he didn't intend to hide it.

Hearing this, Chu Shichao's drooping eyes scanned every detail of the corpse's face, but he still felt unfamiliar.

"I've never seen it."

Chu Shichao got up and looked for the place where the spiritual energy in the palace returned, and said as a matter of course: "At that time, you had not yet entered the sect, and it was at the Fairy Gate Conference six years ago. He and..."

"with who?"

As the head of the son of the Xianmen family, Chu Shichao naturally has his strengths.Apart from profound spiritual power, superb swordsmanship, profound knowledge, and being able to win the demon king to be a Taoist companion, there is one other thing-a photographic memory.

Yin Wancan has a deep understanding of this, so he will not question it.

"Sect Master Yu." Chu Shichao said, and came over and grabbed Yin Wanshen's wrist with one hand, and grabbed the corpse's lapel with the other, and lifted him up.Take the two of them towards the place where they can leave.

Yuliantian?

It's not suspicious if it's him.

Yin Wanshen didn't like him at all, and Yuzong was involved in Chu Shichao's memory loss, so it was even more impossible to let him go.The relationship between Yin Huizhu and Yuzong also seemed extremely abnormal.

"This matter is of great importance, and it's not too late to find out and discuss it again." Chu Shichao said, "The teleportation talisman is in my bosom."

Yin Wanshen was thinking, but upon hearing this, he didn't think too much, and directly put his hand into his lapel.The movements are smooth and flowing, without any hesitation, as if they have been done countless times.

After he realized it later, he realized that Chu Shichao was coaxing him to play!

"Boring." He muttered, injected spiritual power into the teleportation talisman, and left the forbidden area smoothly.

The two landed steadily outside the main hall. Apart from Yue Tianlan who was still unconscious and Yue Tianheng who was dazed in a daze, there were a few more people in the hall.

He was comforting Yue Tianheng in a low voice, when he saw Chu Shichao's figure, he ran over happily: "Master..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Yin Wanshen who came in later, braked abruptly, changed from running to walking steadily, with a smile on his face, and shouted: "Senior brother!"

The disciples of Chu Sect behind him also saluted.

"Thousands." Chu Shichao responded.

Yin Wanshen ignored the two of them, found a clean wooden chair and sat down, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

The disciples of Chu Zong were busy, and Yin Wancan took a break from his busy schedule to look around.Yue Hong's body had been taken down and placed in the center of the hall.The rest of the disciples in the courtyard were also arranged and covered with white cloth.

The dried blood was removed by the cleaning spell, and the unpleasant smell was also washed away by the incense.The sect that has been destroyed all over the sect looks normal at this moment.No longer eerie and scary.

The hall was dyed with candles, and Yin Wancan was bored playing with the candlelight with his fingertips.Flames danced in the cold eyes, but couldn't arouse any warm emotions.

Yue Tianheng huddled beside Yue Tianlan, staring blankly at Yin Wanshen with a tangled expression.He looked at Chu Shichao who was talking with his disciples, then got up quietly and came to Yin Wancan.

The young man's thin body covered part of the candlelight, Yin Wanshen withdrew his hand, leaned on the armrest and looked at him casually, "Do you have something to say?"

Yue Tianheng shook his head and nodded again, timidly said: "I haven't told you the characteristics of that man yet."

Yin Wanshen: "Tell me."

"He... is very young, handsome, and about the same stature as Mr. Chengyuan." Yue Tianheng groaned, his face flushed.

"anything else."

"Yes! He is holding a fan." Yue Tianheng tried hard to recall, "The whole body is pitch black, so I can't see clearly what is painted on it, but it looks good."

After Yin Wanshen listened with her chin propped, a vague figure appeared in her mind.Among the people he knows, there are quite a few handsome people, except for himself, there is only one person who likes to hold a fan - Yin Huizhu.

He squinted his eyes and pondered for a moment, then he conjured up a fan out of nowhere and held it in his hand, and tapped Yue Tianheng's shoulder, "That's right, it deserves a commendation."

Yue Tianheng grinned bitterly, he was wiped out, who else would reward him?

"When you return to Chuzong, you will tell them about this feature." Yin Wanshen waved his fan, "They will praise you for doing a good job."

Yue Tianheng sat down on the wooden chair next to him, carefully touching only one corner.After hesitating for a moment, he decided to go all out and ask, "Brother, can I still see you when we arrive at Chuzong?"

"See me?" Yin Wanshen felt that he was puzzled, and knocked the handle of the fan on the armrest, "I guess it's impossible."

He couldn't get enough of being with Chu Shichao every day, so how could he find the time to see him?

Hearing this, Yue Tianheng's bright eyes darkened again.Lying on the armrest sullenly, I don't know what to think.

Perhaps Yue Tianlan was too shocked, and when everyone was about to leave, she was still unconscious.

"Brother." Yue Tianheng looked at Yin Wanshen, "Why didn't I faint? Didn't it..."

Yin Wanshen had been peeking at Chu Shichao, who was doing things calmly, and was about to dismiss Yue Tianheng casually, but saw him drooping his head, his eyelids were so heavy that he could hardly keep his eyes open, wishing he could fall to the ground.

"No." Yin Wanshen directly denied, "Why do you want to compare yourself with others?"

"He fainted, so you have to faint too? Which reason is this? If you don't faint, you can use it to prove that you don't have deep feelings for the brothers and sisters of Yuemen, and you don't have deep feelings for Yue Hong?" Yin Wanshen wanted to say more , He also rarely hesitated to look at Yue Tianheng's tearful eyes.

"I mean..." He paused, "You have your own thoughts, and passing out is not the only way to express sadness."

After the cold words fell, Yue Tianheng strangely absorbed warmth from them.The emotions that have been suppressed for a day gathered at the peak at this moment, and tears flowed from the eyes that could not be stopped.

Everyone was busy with their own affairs, and no one cared about him who was crying silently.

Only Yin Wan participates.

What annoys him most is that other people cry, but he is the one who makes them cry.He didn't leave or stay, and he looked at it for a long time with a blank face, which made him even more annoyed.

Seeing him wiping his tears with his sleeves, Yin Wanshen clenched his molars and put the handkerchief from Chu Zongshun in front of him, "How old are you?"

It was originally a joke, but Yue Tianheng replied honestly: "Ten...sixteen."

Yin Wanshen: "..."

Yue Tianheng clutched the handkerchief and was still crying. Yin Wanshen had a headache and collapsed in the wooden chair looking at Chu Shichao.

Chu Shichao didn't know when he had finished his work, he was embracing Shimian, leaning on the pillar to look at him.

Their eyes met, and Yin Wanshen felt gentleness in his eyes.

Yin Wancan helplessly spread his hands and nodded to Yue Tianheng.Chu Shichao was still in that posture, and the smile on his lips became clearer.