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

Ming Mangosteen died, and the Heaven Rank Spirit Beast was killed, so the Flower Banquet, which was halfway through, couldn't continue.All disciples of the sect evacuated from the secret realm within an hour, leaving only the elders of Yu and Ming sects to collect suspicious information.

There is only one entrance to the secret realm, and Yin Wanshen was carried out by Chu Shichao under the eyes of everyone.

"..."

It seems that after today, his "adultery/love" with Chu Shichao will spread throughout the world of cultivating immortals.

Yin Wanshen snorted, wanting to cry but no tears.On the other hand, Chu Shichao looked calm, as if nothing had happened.

Chu Shichao was worried about Yin Wanshen's body. Although he had a magic weapon to protect him, it was not as good as his own aura after all.The spiritual power of a heavenly spirit beast increases dramatically after falling into a demon, and it is not a trivial matter to be thrown out by it.

The two went straight back to the resting courtyard. Chu Wanqian managed to catch up and was about to ask if he wanted to invite a doctor, but the door was shut outside with a bang.

He rubbed his nose, cut his voice, turned around and dragged the disciples of Chu Zong who were watching the fun away.

Inside the house, Chu Shichao put Yin Wanshen on the couch, and took off the blood-stained cloak.

"Senior brother," Yin Wanshen relaxed his usual calm expression, and hurriedly pressed Chu Shichao's wrist, "I'm fine."

He knew that Chu Shichao wanted to use spiritual power to heal him, and if he did so, Chu Shichao would definitely notice something strange.

"No nonsense." The cloak was thrown aside by Chu Shichao. He knelt down on one knee in front of Yin Wancan, pulled his wrist, put his fingers on his pulse, and checked carefully.

The skin under the fingers is white and smooth, but it has a coldness that is different from ordinary people.Chu Shi glanced at his lowered eyes, and the place covered by his sleeves was a small arc-shaped shadow, and a faint blue color was looming on the inside of his wrist.

The raised fingertips are soft/soft and weak, revealing a faint pink color, like a newly born flower bud on a peach blossom tree, which has not been weathered and frosted, waiting to bloom.

Chu Shichao sighed softly, held Yin Wanshen's fingers, squeezed the tip of his index finger and twisted it, "Why are your hands always so cold?"

Yin Wanshen also tightened his fingers, and shook them lightly, "I was ill when I was young, and the root cause of the disease has fallen. I am more afraid of the cold than others."

"Since that's the case, you should take good care of your body." Chu Shichao looked up at him, a cloud of white spiritual power condensed in his right hand, and slowly sent it into Yin Wanshen's body along the palms of the two.

The familiar warmth spread through the whole body along the arms, Yin Wanshen closed her eyes and frowned and shivered.The body that hadn't been warm for a long time, was warmed up for a while, and it was not yet used to it.His crow-feather eyelashes fluttered, and it took him a long time to let out a breath of cold air.

Chu Shichao's spiritual power didn't run wild in his body, as he said, it was just healing.

Yin Wanshen's eyes opened a little, and he was caught off guard by Chu Shichao's gaze, and his heart throbbed.He slowly leaned over, resting his chin on Chu Shichao's shoulder, wrapping his other hand around his back, and sighed resignedly.

"Brother."

"Ok?"

Yin Wanshen closed her red eyes, seeming aggrieved, "You are so warm."

Hearing this, Chu Shichao couldn't help laughing.Ah Yin who is so obedient reminds him of the milk cakes he ate when he was a child, it was soft and fragrant.

After waiting for a while, the person in his arms became silent.

Chu Shichao yelled twice, seeing that he shouldn't answer, got up lightly, and hugged him who was asleep in his arms.

He stared down at Yin Wanshen's sleeping face, and suddenly a memory that he had never seen before burst into his mind forcefully.

It was in a well-lit courtyard. On the rocking chairs in the courtyard, two shadows, one dark and one shallow, overlapped. They got very close, and there was a faint whisper, like a dream in a nap.

Chu Shichao couldn't see their faces clearly, nor could he hear what the man was saying, but he felt very familiar.Especially the man in dark clothes, he must be very similar to Ah Yin.

"A Yin." Chu Shichao let go of his right hand, and his fingertips slid across Yin Wanshen's chin, murmuring in a low voice, with doubts that had never appeared in his usually clear eyes, "Is it you?"

Just as he was thinking, the door knocked lightly.

"Senior brother," Chu Wanqian whispered outside the door, "Sect Master Yu invites you to go over."

"En." Chu Shichao responded, wrapped Yin Wanshen into the quilt smoothly, and left.

Since Chu Shichao lost his memory, Yin Wanshen hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time.This sleep, I didn't wake up until almost evening.

He stared blankly at the top of the tent, secretly cursing himself as worthless, and fell asleep while being hugged by his Taoist companion!It's not that I haven't hugged before, how good it is to take this opportunity to go further!The more he thought about it, the more angry he got, so he got up and went to find Chu Wanqian, and quarreled with him to relieve his anger.

After tidying up her clothes, Yin Wancan opened the door, but she didn't see Chu Wanqian, but she saw an acquaintance.

"Senior Brother Yu," Yin Wancan said with his hands hanging beside him, his eyes changing unpredictablely, "you are here."

Yu Jixing was sitting quietly in the gazebo in the courtyard, and when she heard the sound, she picked up the elixir on the stone table and walked towards Yin Wanshen, "I'm here to bring you some medicine."

There were several jars of white porcelain bottles neatly placed on the ebony wooden plate. Yin Wanshen glanced down and noticed the mellow spiritual power, which was the best medicine.

"No need." He said coldly, "Senior Brother has already taken care of me. Besides... Senior Brother Yu's medicine is precious, and Yin will not be rewarded for his meritorious service, so he can't use it."

Yu Jixing's expression was not as gentle as in the past, it was almost serious.Junxiu frowned, and the tiredness in his eyes was about to overflow.

"It's just some panacea, it doesn't matter."

Yin Wancan probably guessed why Yu Jixing came.Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at other Chu Sect disciples, thought for a while, and took a step back to let Yu Jixing come in.

The door was closed, and Yin Wanshen lit the candle with a flick of his hand. The warm orange color did not fill his cold eyes with warmth.

The two faced each other across the table, deadlocked.

"Young Master Yu, you might as well speak up if you have something to say." Yin Wanshen knocked on the table, thinking that Chu Shichao was coming back, and it would be bad for him to run into him.

Yu Jixing clenched his hands on the table, looked at Yin Wanshen with doubts in his probing eyes, remained silent for a while, and whispered: "Are you really him?"

"Him?" Yin Wanshen pretended not to understand, "Who?"

"Mozun." Yu Jixing paused every word.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly changed. Yin Wancan crossed his arms and stared at Yujixing with lowered eyes. His red lips parted and he could occasionally see white teeth. He sneered, "Oh? Demon Lord?"

"I thought..." Yin Wanshen's voice became distant, "You'd rather be called Yin Dog."

He has no intention of wasting words with Yu Jixing, since Yu Liantian and the others already know his identity, there is no need to keep it a secret.Otherwise...it will appear that he can't afford it and loses his status as a Demon Lord.

After getting an affirmative answer, Yu Jixing was not surprised, but relieved.

With his appearance, Yin Wanshen thought there was a ghost in his heart.

"Why would you..."

"I'm only for the time." Yin Wanshen squinted her eyes, and her whole body changed, she was no longer an insignificant outer disciple of Chu Zong, but a demon worshiped by all demons.

Yu Jixing lowered his eyes, and it turned out that the previous rumors were true.Yin Wan's participation in Cheng Yuanjun's affection is very deep.

"And why did you break the contract with Lord Chengyuan?" Yu Jixing was puzzled.

"What does it have to do with you?" Yin Wanshen was impatient, he needed to explain to others when he was going to do something.He is a Demon Lord, he can do whatever he wants!

Yu Xing has been silent, holding Lian in his hands, he doesn't know what he is thinking.

"What, you want to arrest me?" Yin Wanshen sneered.

"No," Yu Jixing shook his head, "I just...don't believe that you are really a Demon Lord."

"How am I not like a Demon Lord?" Yin Wanshen propped his chin with one hand, nodded his fingertips on the side of his face, pretending to be enlightened, "Yes, in your eyes, I look like a ghost with blue face and fangs, bloodthirsty and brutal, how can I be that?" This look."

Hearing this, Yu Jixing got up, and the saber hit the table with a dull sound.

He said: "This place is not what you should come to, so leave as soon as possible."

Said, turned and left.

"Wait." Yin Wanshen added a layer of restraint to the door, still with a faint expression, "That's it? I thought you would ask if I wanted to kill Yuyan brocade or Ming mangosteen."

Yu Jixing's footsteps stopped, the sword humming at his waist, and he was about to make a move.

Yin Wanshen said without rushing: "If you don't ask, can I think that you know that the murderer is not me."

Yu Jixing's body was stiff and she didn't make a sound.

Yin Wan raised his eyebrows, it seems that he really guessed right.

"However, thank you for your advice." He smiled, "If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to Yu Xiaotian to find me."

"No need."

"Don't rush to refuse," Yin Wanshen snapped his fingers, and the door opened in response, "I shouldn't call you Senior Brother Yu when we meet again after I investigate the secret realm of Mingkeng."

"Calling you Sect Master Yu... how about it?"

The veins in Yu Jixing's hand holding the sword hilt bulged, and he glanced at Yin Wanshen from the corner of his head, leaving behind an inexplicable sentence, "If one day, you find that the people around you are extremely hypocritical, you will still stay in Yu Xiaotian what?"

After all, just leave.

Yin Wanshen poured himself a cup of tea slowly, and after drinking half a cup of tea, he suddenly let out a low laugh, looking at the dark sky with smiling eyes, "Not only will I stay in Yu Xiaotian, but I will also make everyone kneel down." Come down and beg me."

He sighed, quietly waiting for Chu Shichao to come back.

After the flower feast was over, everyone was supposed to go back to their respective homes in the morning of the next day, but because of the Ming mangosteen incident, people from each sect had to stay in the Yu and Ming sects.

Chu Zong is powerful, so he can return to the Zongzong to rest and then go to Zheye Palace to discuss matters.

When he heard these words from Chu Wanqian, Yin Wansan was watching him pack his luggage, holding the peach that Chu Shichao had stuffed for him, and tossing it up and down, "What nonsense."

Chu Wanqian: "Sect Master Yu said."

Yin Wanshen clicked his tongue, and there was no one around, and said bluntly, "Don't you think it looks familiar?"

"Ah?" Chu Wanqian put the luggage into the Qiankun bag, thought for a while, then nodded dully, "Yes."

He lowered his voice: "Is it possible that Yuzong and Mingzong are getting too close? This time they held a flower feast, so many people came!"

Yin Wancan stuffed the untouched peach into Chu Wanqian's mouth, turned and left with a cold face.

What the hell?This is the junior who has the best relationship with Chu Shichao!

Chu Wanqian was too distressed to speak out, "Kacha" took a bite of the peach, the sweet juice exploded on the tip of his tongue, it was quite sweet!

After the group returned to Chuzong, Chu Yushan already knew about these things.

In Epiphyllum Pavilion, Chu Yushan and all the elders were there.

"This is an invitation." Chu Shichao handed a scroll to Chu Yushan, "Sect Master Yu invites you to Zheye Palace to discuss matters."

"A matter of discussion?" the third elder Chu yelled loudly, and his rough voice filled the entire Epiphyllum Pavilion, "He thinks well! If you want to discuss matters, why do you have to go to Zheye Palace?! Can't I Cangbi Peak! "

Yin Wanshen frowned with a headache, he hated listening to Chu San's words the most.

"That's wrong," the Fourth Elder of Chu stroked his beard and sighed. "It still depends on the suzerain's intentions. After all, his son died."

Yin Wanshen laughed secretly in his heart, and Chu Si's words were even more irritating.

"Okay." Chu Yushan interrupted the two with a calm expression, "Since Sect Master Yu invited me, I will go."

"Shi Chao," he raised his hand to signal Chu San not to speak, "you go with me."

"Yes." Chu Shichao raised his hand in salute.

Yin Wancan leaned sideways on the handrail, glanced at Chuyu Mountain after hearing the words, and waited for the next sentence.

"I'm going too!" Chu San said again, a blush appeared on his dark face, and Kong Wu patted his thigh with his strong hand, "He might have some ideas, we can't listen to him Arrange!"

"No." Chu Yushan shook his head and refused, "There must be no one in the sect. You and the fourth elders will stay."

Chu San still wanted to fight, and saw Chu Yushan raised his finger to Yin Wancan who was sitting in the corner, "You stay too."

This decision was very much in line with Yin Wancan's wishes, but he still pretended to be dazed, first looked at Chu Shichao, and then turned to Chu Yushan, "Should I stay?"

"Yeah." Chu Yushan cooperated with him, "You're injured, so you shouldn't run around, so stay in the Zongli to recuperate."

"Listen to Master." Chu Shichao answered for him. It would definitely be unfair to leave, and Ah Yin's stay in the Zongli made him feel more at ease.

"...Yes." Yin Wanshen agreed with downcast eyes.

When he passed Chu San, the other party looked away heavily and snorted, but he didn't say anything.

The day before Chu Shichao and others left, Yin Wancan took advantage of Chu Shichao to go to the Zangshu Pavilion and entered the Book Pavilion on Chuyu Mountain.

"I already know what it is." Chu Yushan said.

"Aren't you afraid that it was me who did it?" Yin Wanshen said with a smile, a little surprised that he still had a day to talk calmly with the orthodox monks.

Chu Yushan seemed to see through him, and said calmly: "If it was really you, you would not be in a hurry to dissolve the contract with Shi Chao."

When mentioning the release of the contract, Yin Wan laughed, "I just hope he can wake up soon, otherwise I really have to live with him for the rest of my life with this identity."

"Don't worry," Chu Yushan saw clearly, "When the time comes, I will remember it naturally."

Yin Wanshen thought for a while, then his face darkened again.

"I always feel that this posture is very familiar." He nodded his forehead, "The last time such a large-scale gathering of sects and aristocratic families was to encircle and suppress the Demon Lord a hundred years ago."

"Yes."

"Unexpectedly, I was lucky enough to experience what the previous two Demon Lords didn't enjoy." Yin Wanshen joked.

"This matter is no small matter, you have to think about how to deal with it."

"Don't worry." Yin Wan said, "Sect Master Chu just needs to look after the dynasty for me."

"Are you going to let him go to heaven?" Chu Yushan raised his eyebrows with a frown.

"So what if you don't want to." Yin Wan participated in his eye contact, "There are some things he needs to know after all, not this time, but also the next time."

Chu Yushan was silent for a moment, "It's better if you want to have a bowel movement."

The book pavilion was silent for a moment, Yin Wanshen suddenly said, "Is it too cruel for me to do this?"

Until he left Shuge, he failed to get an answer from Chu Yushan.

Since the last incident, Yin Wanshen moved to Chu Shichao's courtyard.

When he returned, Chu Shichao had already returned.

"Brother!" Seeing him, all Yin Wansan's worries disappeared, and she could only focus on circling around Chu Shichao.

"Well," Chu Shichao was playing chess in the corridor, "Where did you go?"

"Turning around in boredom," Yin Wan stood behind him, leaning over to observe the chessboard, "Brother is back early?"

"Not yet." Chu Shichao dropped Baizi, "I just returned."

Looking at half a game of chess, Yin Wancan certainly didn't believe his words.

"I kept senior brother waiting for a long time." He skillfully put his chin on Chu Shichao's shoulder, and rubbed him affectionately.

Chu Shichao gave a pause to the white piece that was on his fingertips, and it landed on the chessboard with a "boom", shaking away the black pieces that had already been played.

Yin Wanshen pretended to "hiss", and hugged Chu Shichao's neck from behind with both hands, and rubbed his fingertips on his chin, "Isn't senior brother sick? Why can't you hold the chess pieces..."

Before the words fell, Yin Wanshen felt dizzy, and when he came back to his senses, he was already sitting in Chu Shichao's arms.

"!!!"

This is... from embarrassment? !

"This plate, you play with me."

When Chu Shichao spoke, the tremor in his chest spread to Yin Wanshen's arm, which was numb and itchy slightly.

Yin Wanshen stared at his firm chin, his Adam's apple slipped, and nodded blankly.

Chu Shichao still held the white piece and dropped a piece on the chessboard.Yin Wan held the sunspot, and dropped the sunspot with trembling hands.

"wrong."

Yin Wanshen: "..."

Wrong is wrong!Anyway, the last thing he knows is playing chess, just restart the game.He stretched out his hand and was about to clear the chessboard when his wrist was grabbed and brought back to his side.

"If you make a mistake, you will be punished." Chu Shichao looked down at him, Yin Wanshen's heart trembled with his heavy gaze, and his fingers had already clenched Chu Shichao's lapel.

A warm hand raised his chin from bottom to top, and the hand behind his back lifted him up slightly.The deep eyes were getting closer and closer, and the warm breath was lingering/tight, Yin Wanshen forgot to close them, and just looked straight at Chu Shichao.

The intimacy he hadn't seen for a long time made him nervous, but the person in front of him was Chu Shichao, his Taoist companion, and his nervousness was insignificant in front of him.

Yin Wanshen tried to relax and welcome Chu Shichao.

The warmth with aggressive intent was getting closer and closer, Yin Wanshen broke out in a rare cold sweat, and wrinkled Chu Shichao's skirt.

Just when he finally remembered to close his eyes, a sharp cry sounded from the courtyard, which startled Yin Wanshen, raised his head abruptly, and knocked his forehead on Chu Shichao's chin.

And who the hell is that bastard!

Yin Wan was so angry that she was about to die. Regardless of Chu Shichao's comfort, she struggled out of his arms and saw Xiao Zhao standing in the yard with teary eyes at a glance.

"You... you guys!" Before Yin Wanshen could say anything, Xiao Zhao fled away.

Yin Wanshen: "..."

He was still angry when he suddenly heard a chuckle from behind him.

"Okay." Chu Shichao grabbed his wrist, got up and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, "Keep this game of chess until I come back."

Chu Shichao flicked him on the forehead, turned around and entered the main hall.

Yin Wancan looked at his back, touched his forehead, and sighed very low.

The next day, Chu Shichao and others set off, and Yin Wanshen personally sent him to the flying magic weapon.

Chu Shichao didn't say much to him, smiled as usual, and entered the flying magic weapon.When they were far away, Yin Wanshen took a deep breath, feeling uneasy in his heart.

After returning to the courtyard, he used his spiritual power to protect the half of the chess game.Fingertips rubbing/rubbing back and forth with Baizi.

I'm afraid that when we meet again, Chu Shichao won't play this game of chess with him.

Finally he sighed, and under Xiao Zhao's timid gaze, he turned into a cloud of mist and left Chu Zong.

On the flying instrument, Chu Shichao sat quietly in front of the window, holding a tool in his hand, carefully grinding a piece of reddish jade.

"Red jade?" Chu Wanqian leaned forward and asked curiously, "Brother, isn't this the reward you received from the Spirit of Warcraft at the Flower Banquet?"

"Ah."

Seeing him concentrating on polishing the red jade, Chu Wanqian asked, "Senior brother, what are you going to do?"

Does his senior brother want anything, why did he do it himself?

"Earrings." Chu Shichao said.

earring?

Chu Wanqian narrowed his eyes, and suddenly remembered something.Doesn't Mozun just love to wear earrings!

A pair of stinky Taoist couples!

He hurried out of the way, not to disturb Chu Shichao.

Chu Shichao's drooping eyes polished it carefully for two full hours.The square-shaped red jade became a round bead in his hand, and it was hung with silver thread, which was crystal clear and radiant in the sunlight.

He drew several spells to gather aura on the earrings before stopping.

At the beginning, I said that I would give Ah Yin an earring,

When I go back this time, I will give this thing to him.