[Quick Pass] The target of the strategy is the fine points

Song Chenyun didn't struggle at all, but relaxed the restraint in his body when he saw a black crowd rushing towards him.

A terrifying atmosphere immediately swept across the open space, and the thunder and lightning under the dense clouds quickly fell and emitted a dazzling white light.

The monks who were hit by the lightning turned into gray smoke before they could even react. Few monks took out the magic weapon of defense and they were smashed into scrap iron in an instant to save their lives.

"Run away! He's going to explode himself!" The monk closest to Song Yun couldn't help shouting in horror, but was dragged back by a pair of hands to meet those bright red eyes.

"Want to run?" Song Chenyun's consciousness was a little fuzzy, but his subconsciousness drove him to grab the person in front of him, and his tone was gloomy like a ghost: "Disappear, come with me."

"Who do you want to be with? My little son." Shi Xia held his hand from behind, and his warm breath sprayed on his earlobe, awakening Song Chenyun to wake up.

"You want to die." When Shixia was just commenting on one matter, Song Chenyun could hear anger inside, his lips parted but he couldn't utter a rebuttal, so he could only lower his eyes and not look at him.

"Look at me!" Shi Xia turned his head to himself, telling him with the expression on his face that he was angry, he didn't expect Song Chenyun to do this.

"I expected to meet in the future, but I didn't expect that you didn't think about our future at all." Shi Xia looked at him fixedly, lowered his hand as if disappointed, and was firmly held by Song Chenyun.

"I didn't!" Song Chenyun said quickly, with a rare look of anxiety on his face.

He just couldn't accept it for a while, every time this person left he would not remember Tokia's appearance, he was afraid that this time would be the same.

From the beginning to the end, no one explained the relationship between them, and he didn't take the initiative to ask each other, and stayed together all day tacitly.

Song Chenyun was just afraid that he would meet this person again in the future, so he smiled at him and said: "Take you as a pastime, if you're not interested, of course you don't have to see him again."

"It's not time for children to grow in love yet!" Su Yaqin looked at the tired and crooked two people in mid-air, her mouth twitched a little, her favorite skirt was stained!

Shixia's dizziness increased sharply in an instant, and he resisted the dizziness and kissed Song Chenyun's fingertips: "I hope to hear your explanation next time."

The inexplicable light swept across the entire land, and the sky turned into a strange purple and then turned into the red of the setting sun. Before Song Chenyun had time to ask him what it meant to kiss himself, he fell into darkness, even if he refused. sharp.

The softly glowing night pearl hung on the curtain to light up the darkness. The person sleeping on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. The arms of the silk pajamas were rolled down to the wrists, revealing a distinct wrist.

Song Chenyun's eyes were cloudy and he shattered the cup in his hand. The broken fragments smeared the blood in his hand, but Song Chenyun's face turned pale and frightening for a moment, as if he didn't know the pain.

Sure enough, the person engraved in his mind every day became a cloud of white mist again, and even the voice was so far away that he couldn't help curling up.

"My lord, you are awake." Su Yaqin walked in with something, and while he was already awake, she handed the medicine bowl in her hand to Song Chenyun: "Those sects have been dismissed, and those who are seriously injured should I won't come to provoke Demon Realm again."

"Well, he...does he have something for me?" Song Chenyun drank the bitter concoction that choked his throat expressionlessly, but the person who handed him sugar was nowhere to be found.

"Who is the Lord talking about?"

"The person who stood with me in that battle." Song Chenyun suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, staring at Su Yaqin, even his upper body was slightly straightened, his voice was hoarse that he didn't realize.

"The lord passed out after dismissing all the sects that day, and didn't see other people. Could it be that you remembered wrongly?" Su Yaqin asked suspiciously.

At that time, it was Suyan who helped carry Song Chenyun back, and indeed, she did not see anyone else.

Song Chenyun's heart skipped a beat, and there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and he knew that this person would probably not appear again. It is estimated that no one except himself would remember the person who once disturbed his heartstrings.

There was a wooden hairpin beside his bed, with a small plum blossom engraved on the delicate end and a carving knife next to it to prove that Shixia's appearance was not just a dream of his.

Shixia opened his eyes in the fog, and the fog around him was still pervasive. There were already a lot of people missing around him, but there were a few handfuls of unidentified brown dust under his feet.

Shixia tried to move around a bit, probably because he had already broken through the maze, so he could come and go freely. If he really found Song Chenyun not far from him, it also confirmed his conjecture.

No wonder I would participate in the past of Song Chenyun's childhood, Shixia suddenly realized, and thought of the little princes in different periods, a sense of joy rose in his heart, and walked closer to him for a circle.

The young master with an indifferent expression at this time quietly closed his eyes, in Shi Xia's eyes he couldn't tell how well-behaved he was, he stretched out his hand obediently and pinched Song Chenyun's cheek, which was very tactile, but was severely opened by someone.

"Presumptuous!" Song Chenyun looked at him viciously, making Shixia a lot more affectionate in an instant, after all, it's been a long time since he had been beaten by his wife, and tears even filled his eyes?

Zero Seven, who guessed his host's mind, didn't know what to say for a moment, and even suspected that his host had a tendency to be masochistic!

In other words, Ling Wu hadn't seen him for a long time, and he didn't know what that guy was up to, so he left as soon as he said it, Ling Qi was a little depressed.

Song Chenyun dreamed of that bastard again, unconsciously rubbing his fingers against the carving knife on his waist and squinting at Shixia.

The wind blew away the mist, allowing him to peek into a corner, and his long-standing memories were gradually awakened, and before he even realized it, Shi Xia's hand touched his face again.

"Little son, do you miss your brother?" Tokia revealed his identity to him without concealment, picked up his cheeks with his fingers and pulled them to both sides, with a hint of evil in his eyes.

"Uh... get out!" Song Chenyun was pinched so painfully by him, his pinched cheek made a muffled sound, and waved his hand away again.

"Who would think you're a liar." Song Chenyun sneered coldly, but the fingers hidden under his sleeve revealed his inner thoughts.

The white mist that was locked deep in his heart was provoked out again. Fortunately, he gradually had a face in front of him again, the same face as the bastard in front of him.

Another person turned into ashes without warning in front of the two of them. Song Chenyun squatted down and twisted it with his fingers. It was so delicate that there was no residue at all, which also explained the horror of the formation.

Seeing him ignoring him, Shi Xia was not discouraged, so he simply tapped Ling Qi in his mind: "Little cutie, help me find out where the front line is."

The surrounding fog was so confusing that the eyes couldn't see clearly, only a small area where the two of them were located was a little lighter, but it was only a little bit.

[The stone tablet outside the city gate seems to have something else buried underneath it. 】 Zero Seven turned into a black kitten and jumped onto his shoulder again, a pair of cat pupils shone faintly in the mist.