After the battle to damage the Immortal Venerable to prove the ruthless way

Just don't be played to death...

"your hands……"

Lin Yuan spoke coldly, only halfway through his words, but was interrupted impatiently by Xie Wuya.

"If you touch him again, you will chop off my claws. You have said this many times, but once you really succeed?"

Yan Zizhi: "!!"

There is an eternal humming in his ears!

At the same time, Xie Wuya quietly winked at him, hinting at him three words.

Got it right.

In order to prevent Lin Yuan from getting really angry, he chopped off Xie Wuya's claws.

Of course, Xie Wuya's claws cannot be chopped off. Xie Wuya borrowed a strand of Lin Yuan's soul, so it wasn't Lin Yuan who was hurt in the end.

cunning.

While Xie Wuya turned on the fire, Yan Zizhi had no choice but to bite the bullet and turn off the fire: "I called you two out to drink with me, if it wasn't for a fight, whoever spoils the fun will go back to me."

He said this with a straight face, which meant that he was angry.

Oh, he pretended.

The main reason is that the peach blossom cakes at this banquet were peach blossoms picked by him himself, if Xie Wuya crushed them one by one because of this incident, then his hard work would be in vain.

Under his anger, the two opposing people temporarily "shake hands and make peace" and sit back to back on both sides of the table.

Lin Yuan was full of anger, but Xie Wuya had a thicker skin than him.

When Lin Yuan was angry, he was not willing to talk to Yan Zizhi, and wanted to chill him.

Xie Wuya is different, Xie Wuya likes to tease, and deliberately makes Lin Yuan angry.

For example, while Lin Yuan was carrying her back, feed Yan Zizhi another peach cake.

Then Lin Yuan didn't know if he also had eyes behind his back, so he turned his head and gave Yan Zizhi a peach cake.

So Yan Zizhi's mouth bulged, and a peach cake was stuffed on the left and right, like a little hamster stealing food.

Peach Blossom Cake can be eaten together, but good wine can't be drunk together.

So Lin Yuan and Xie Wuya brought Yan Zizhi a glass of wine at the same time, and asked him to drink the glass he brought first.

Yan Zizhi: "..."

He stared wistfully at the two identical glasses of wine in front of him, as well as the two men who were eyeing him.

Suddenly, in an instant, I understood what it meant to be self-inflicted.

He should have let the two of them beat him up and overturned the heavenly court, it was better than being fed here and worrying about offending one or the other.

The legendary blessing of Qiren is not so easy to enjoy.

Shura is playing in the peach blossom grove here, and Jiuqu and the little quail that were bounced over there are rushing here happily.

Jiuqu couldn't restrain his excitement, and said as he walked, "Yan Zizhi, look what I found for you? I found a record about mirages from Si Ming, don't you want to divide?"

When Jiuqu came here, he realized that the atmosphere here was not quite right.

Yan Zizhi's mouth was full and he couldn't reply to him.

And the other two people are like bullfighting, staring at each other closely, for fear of missing every detail of each other.

What's even more helpless is that the black Chirp who was following him walked towards Yan Zizhi as soon as he saw Yan Zizhi as if he was seeing a relative, flapping its wings and swaying.

Obviously it was him who managed to pull this fat Jiujiu back from the gate of hell, and served him with delicious food and drink every day.

What a fat chirp who doesn't know what's good or bad!

Jiuqu grabbed the few feathers that had just grown on the top of Fei Jiujiu's head, and hid the fat bird in his arms, not allowing him to get close to Yan Zizhi.

Unprepared, his hand was poked hard by this fat Jiujiu.

Jiuqu: "..."

I finally know what the white-eyed wolf means.

But that's not the point, the point is that he found a way to differentiate Yan Zizhi.

"Si Ming's book is a few years old. After all, the mirage clan has disappeared for a long time. This is something I finally found from the book of destiny."

Yan Zizhi managed to swallow the two peach blossom cakes in his mouth, and then picked up two wine glasses with lightning speed and poured them into his mouth one after the other.

As long as he moves fast enough, there is no way for those two people to quarrel.

After desperately swallowing a big gulp of wine, Yan Zizhi could speak: "What way?"

Jiuqu smiled slyly: "Shuangxiu!"

puff.

Fortunately, he took a sip of wine, otherwise he would have sprayed it all on Jiuqu's face.

Exactly what he guessed.

If you want a mirage to differentiate between men and women, you must have dual cultivation.

It's a little exciting to think about it when you can choose your gender freely during the double cultivation.

"It's simple, I can do it for you."

Xie Wuya's eyes were full of stars, and his face was full of smiles.

Jiuqu suddenly felt the air around him was chilly, and couldn't help touching his shoulders: "I seem to hear the sound of a long sword being unsheathed, I wonder if you heard it?"

Fat Jiujiu, who had poked his head out of his arms and wanted to squeeze desperately beside Yan Zizhi, immediately turned his head when he heard the familiar voice of Yongji, and slid back into Jiuqu's corner with his bald tail. arms.

Never looking back.

His beautiful tail hair hasn't grown out yet, so it can't be shaved off.

"roll."

Lin Yuan just said one word.

Jiuqu immediately hugged Fei Jiujiu in his arms, and left the peach blossom forest at the speed of light.

I'm afraid that if I'm one step too late, I'll be cut into flesh by Eternal Silence.

"Don't be angry, I'm not like you, I like bullying teachers and destroying ancestors so much."

Xie Wuya's eyebrows were curved, and the delicate little cup was twirling at his fingertips.

It was the cup that Yan Zizhi had just drank.

There is still a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth.

With a very crisp sound of "Ding Ling", the cup in Xie Wuya's hand was slammed down on the peach tree trunk by a powerful divine force, breaking into powder.

Lin Yuan, he was angry again!

Yan Zizhi held his forehead, he didn't know what to say anymore.

Even he could understand what Xie Wuya said. Although he was a demon god and was hundreds of years older than them, in fact Xie Wuya was just a boy in his early twenties.

A young man of this age, with fresh clothes and angry horses, naturally likes to tease people and speaks freely.

What's more, Xie Wuya is such a self-important person.

Why didn't he realize that Lin Yuan was so jealous before.

I just found a vinegar jar.

Yes, Jiu Tanzi found out that he didn't help him, and he looked like he wanted to laugh but tried his best to hold it back, and finally shook his sleeves and left angrily.

Yan Zizhi: "?"

Blame him?

"He left, don't you follow?"

Yan Zizhi felt helpless and sighed in his heart, only him and Xie Wuya were left in the entire peach blossom forest.

Xie Wuya shook his head with a smile, then stretched out a finger from the black air diffused in his palm and followed Lin Yuan's back.

Yan Zizhi was shocked by this wave of operations.

"Clam?" Isn't it forbidden to leave within a few feet?

"The rules are set by me. I can leave as far as I want, but I just give him some soul in advance."

Xie Wuya shook his head indifferently.

An understatement, as if it was not his soul, not his life, but an insignificant thing that was separated.

When he came out of the world-retrospecting mirror at the beginning, he really couldn't get within three feet of Linyuan.

But as he and the heart of the demon god merged with each other, the heart of the demon god needed to absorb the soul from him to maintain Linyuan's life.

And he can also slowly find his original strength from the heart of the demon god.

There is a saying that the universe is uncertain.

That is to say, if he stayed by Lin Yuan's side longer, he might really replace Lin Yuan completely.

Because the heart of the demon god is his, in essence, Linyuan is just a thing created by the heart of the demon god.

When the owner came back, it should naturally be returned to the original owner.

So at this moment, Xie Wuya only needs to separate out some souls to fill the heart of the demon god, so that he can temporarily leave Lin Yuan's side.

He wanted to face Yan Zizhi alone.

To be precise, he wanted to be alone with Chang Hen for a while.

"Why didn't you leave him before?"

Isn't this looking for trouble for Yan Zizhi?

If he had known before that he could quietly leave Lin Yuan's side, wouldn't Yan Zizhi be able to make appointments one by one and defeat them one by one?

There is no need to face this kind of Shura field that is about to be full.

"Because it's fun to tease him."

well.

This is heaven and earth, among the three realms, the first person who has the courage to say that teasing the gods is very interesting.

"Don't you think he's cute when he's jealous?"

Yan Zizhi: "..."

Yes, a little bit.

He even felt very satisfied because of the way Lin Yuan cared about him.

"Since I let you understand that he likes you, you should also satisfy what I want."

He knew that Xie Wuya was not a good person.

"Do you want to see eternal hatred?"

Yan Zizhi is such a smart person.

Xie Wuya nodded noncommittally.

"How did you see him?"

Could it be that Yan Zizhi pretended to be a long-cherished man and had a role-play with Xie Wuya?

Please, this is too shy.

"After the mirage splits, there will be a chance to separate his soul from yours. You have the last ray of his soul in your body."

"There is only one strand of soul. If there is no other soul, he will not stay in this world for more than a stick of incense."

It's not that Yan Zizhi didn't think about this situation.

But he didn't know that the mirage can strip the soul when it splits.

Peeling off the soul is an extremely difficult spell, and even the fairy Jiuqu who went to heaven can only leave an empty shell at the demon clan banquet.

The entire Three Realms can currently peel off the soul, and only Lin Yuan can do it.

Yan Zizhi is just the pinnacle of the world of cultivating immortals, let alone ascension, even if he becomes the Lord of the Deep Sea, he may not be able to separate that ray of soul.

But even if it is really possible to strip off the wisp of spirit left by the long-lasting hatred, it is impossible for just a touch of spirit to survive in the world for more than a stick of incense.

After a stick of incense, the eternal hatred will be completely wiped out, and there will be no breath of his existence in the Three Realms.

Xie Wuya, is it worth it to meet him?

"I will bring him into the mirror of the world."

Xie Wuya said these words calmly.

But the shock to Yan Zizhi was overwhelming.

Xie Wuya has been locked in the mirror of the world for hundreds of years, and he finally left the mirror by Lin Yuan, is it possible that he has to go back again?

The retrospective mirror has been damaged, and the world in the mirror is no longer a place that can be transformed into myriads of illusions according to the owner of the mirror.

There is only chaos left, sometimes frozen for thousands of miles, sometimes spreading fire, like purgatory on earth.

Although such a place of purgatory can indeed stabilize the soul, let the eternal hatred always exist in the mirror of the world.

But is Xie Wuya going to bring back his eternal hatred? ?

Does such a life make sense?

"As long as you are with him, there is a paradise everywhere."

Xie Wuya's eyes were deep and empty, not at all like the emotions of a sinister demon god.

No matter a thousand years or a hundred years have passed, he is still the young man in fresh clothes and angry horse standing in front of a million-strong army in his memory of eternal hatred.

He is heroic and valiant, so unattractive.

This is the choice between Xie Wuya and Changhen, and it is inconvenient for Yan Zizhi to intervene.

But there was a major problem with this plan.

How can I make Lin Yuan willing to double cultivate with him.

After all, Yan Zizhi knows Lin Yuan's character very well, as long as Xie Wuya exists for a day, it is absolutely impossible for Lin Yuan to double cultivate with him.

Isn't this cheap for a rival in love?

"I have a solution." Xie Wuya winked at him with a naughty tone.

Yan Zizhi: I always have an ominous premonition.

"Do you like violence?"

Yan Zizhi:?

In Linyuan's palace, a figure in plain clothes and white robe walked back and forth in the courtyard for several steps.

In the water mirror, there are illusions of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, showing the world is peaceful.

But this white figure was not peaceful at all.

I don't even have the mind to sit in front of the water mirror and meditate.

He returned to the palace.

But he found that Xie Wuya did not come back with him.

Yan Zizhi didn't come back either.

How could he care about other things here, Lin Yuan wished he could fly to the Peach Blossom Forest now, and bring back Yan Zizhi who didn't obediently come back with him.

However, he was a little afraid.

He was afraid of seeing something he shouldn't have seen, or maybe Yan Zizhi wanted to play for a while and didn't want to come back.

He never liked to force Yan Zizhi, and he also knew that Yan Zizhi was born free.

More importantly, Yan Zizhi really has a long-lasting hatred.

He is not Xie Wuya.

Changhen and Xie Wuya should have a lot to say.

It must be a very important thing to make Xie Wuya separate from himself even if he does not hesitate to cut off his soul.

Thank you Wuya...

I really want to see a long hate.

The more Lin Yuan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, as if a little ant appeared from nowhere, wandering along the most uncomfortable part of his body, drawing circles non-stop, showing his current chaotic mood.

I didn't want to move my mind, but my body still couldn't control it, so I walked out of the hall.

He even walked fast, arriving at the Peach Blossom Forest almost in an instant.

After arriving at the Peach Blossom Forest, Lin Yuan deeply understood a sentence.

He should be outside, not inside.

At the place where the cherry blossoms were flying, Yan Zizhi didn't know if he had drunk too much just now, but he was a little drunk. After washing his long hair, he fell to the ground, with pink petals under his purple dress. The picture is so beautiful that people can't bear to touch it. bump.

The long eyelashes covered the fair skin like a crow's feathers, casting slender and distinct shadows.

There are also thin lips glistening with water, opening and closing, as if muttering some sweet dreams.

Yan Zizhi fell asleep, passed out drunk, completely ignorant.

He didn't even know that there was a Xie Wuya who was staring at him with his head down.

He was so defenseless and drunk in front of Xie Wuya! !

It was the first time for Lin Yuan to experience the feeling of hundreds of thousands of grass and mud horses whizzing by in his heart.

Not only does he have [-] grass mud horses now, he may also own a piece of green grassland.

Even more so.

Xie Wuya actually just stared closely at the sleeping face of the person in front of him, even slightly bent down and stretched out a hand.

Trying to touch Yan Zizhi's cheek.

"Master..."

Xie Wuya was also slightly absent-minded.

Originally, he was just acting with Yan Zizhi, and in order to arouse Lin Yuan's possessive desire, he acted in a slightly ambiguous scene.

But when Yan Zizhi closed his eyes and fell asleep quietly, his face overlapped with the long-lasting hatred in his memory.

Hundreds of years of lovesickness suddenly fell before my eyes.

When Yan Zizhi was awake, his eyes were full of mischief, which could be distinguished from Changhen at a glance.

But when he fell asleep...

It is obvious that they have the same eyebrows, same lips, same outline, and same body shape.

It's his... long-lasting hatred.

"Master, you are still so overwhelmed by alcohol, why don't I take you back?"

A pink peach blossom fell on Xie Wuya's outstretched fingertips.

With infinite tenderness and tenderness.

"I said, don't touch him!"

The Eternal Silence Sword brushed past his neck, with a sharp and sharp meaning.

If Xie Wuya hadn't reacted fast enough, the sword had already cut his throat, leaving no room for it.

Although Lin Yuan is funny to tease, if it really makes him angry, it will touch his bottom line.

Then he will do something crazier than he was then.

Xie Wuya has no doubts about this.

The entire peach blossom forest was split open by Lin Yuan's sword, and the peach blossom trees scattered all over the ground, like petals covered everywhere.

Xiao Taoxian, who went to heaven, dared not speak out, covered her mouth and stared at the devastating scene in front of her.

If Jiuqu hadn't appeared behind him in time and stuffed him with a lot of magical weapons, he might have been able to cry on the spot.

It's a crime, it's just a love affair, why should Taolin be affected?

After Lin Yuan pushed Xie Wuya away with a sword, he pulled Yan Zizhi into his arms without hesitation, and flew back to his palace with peach blossoms all over the ground.

"Don't even think about taking my master away!"

Do a full set of plays.

Xie Wuya turned around and released his demonic energy, entangled Lin Yuan without hesitation.

Lin Yuan didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he broke free from this demonic aura after a few back and forth, and rushed straight back to his main hall.

Even so, Xie Wuya had to make amends in the back.

"If you don't want to double cultivate with him, why don't I split it up for him!"

Wow, a plant.

The door of Linyuan Palace was slammed shut.

The purple figure in his arms was also unceremoniously thrown onto the soft couch.

In order to prevent Xie Wuya from running over to make trouble for no reason, Lin Yuan even forcibly released his own soul, surrounding the entire hall.

If he doesn't die, the barrier cannot be broken.

Yan Zizhi, who was lying on the soft couch pretending to be drunk at the moment: "..."

It seems to be playing off.

How is this a matter of liking or not playing violence?

It's a matter of whether he can get out of bed and walk tonight.

Even so, he had to pretend that he just woke up from a hangover, opened his eyes in a daze and pretended to be innocent and stared at Lin Yuan: "Why am I here?"

"Where do you want to go if you're not here?" Lin Yuan's tone was rarely so dark.

Creepy.

"Go to Xie Wuya's arms?"

"Where did he touch you? Here? Or here?"

Yan Zizhi: "..."

With all due respect, Lin Yuan's current appearance is very similar to the bossy behavior that the system mentioned before.

The point is, he is obviously a pure-hearted and ascetic god, but he was forcibly molested by himself into such a appearance.

He finally pulled down the Buddha who was not stained with dust.

Forbidden women are obscene.

"Xie Wuya and I can explain it."

They just calculated you together.

After all, if you want your iron tree, which has not bloomed for thousands of years, to bloom, how can you do it if you don't use some energy?

"I don't want to hear it."

Lin Yuan grabbed Yan Zizhi's ankle, turned the weak and innocent ankle over, and locked his gaze on a little red in the whiteness.

It is a small golden bell tied with a red thread.

He had imagined countless times that Yan Zizhi would wear a small bell on his bare feet, and it would ring softly in the room as he walked.

"You brought this for Xie Wuya?"

Yan Zizhi: "?"

No, he just figured out what Aipo was thinking at the beginning, and specially used it to increase his passion.

but……

Yan Zizhi suddenly thought of a very terrible thing.

Although Linyuan has no memory of Changhen and Xie Wuya in Yunhuang Xianshan, he remembers Changhen and Xie Wuya in the world.

in the world……

In order to let Everlasting Hate seal his heart and lock his love, Changcun deliberately turned Everlasting Hate's love thread into a red thread and tied it around Changhen's wrist.

And when Everlasting Sorrow jumped into the retrospective mirror to save Xie Wuya, a bell fell on the red line.

If the bell rings, it means Xie Wuya has woken up.

and so……

At this moment, the bell that Yan Zizhi wore on his ankles to increase his affection, in Lin Yuan's eyes, became the iron proof that he and Xie Wuya were not clear.

Finished calf.

The naked eye can see that Lin Yuan is starting to blacken little by little.

Those possessive emotions filled his deep eyes.

Gu Jing's eyes that should have been without waves originally turned into turbulent waves at this moment.

Covered by his shadow, Yan Zizhi didn't even dare to expect to be able to get out of bed and walk tonight.

As long as you don't get played to death...

"Don't you like the abstinence style? How about this style?"

With a lot of strength in Lin Yuan's hands, he pressed clear finger marks on his fair ankle.

A lot of dark shadows pressed down on Yan Zizhi... with a decisive desire to possess..

The author says:

Yan Zizhi: At first I just hoped that my waist would not be broken, but later I hoped that I could get out of bed and walk the next day.

And later... woo woo woo.