Zhijun Xiangu

Dream

In the southeast of Hengqing Gate, there is a pavilion called Douzhuan, where disciples are forbidden to enter without authorization. Ordinary disciples only know that there is a formation arranged by Elder Yulin in it, but no one knows exactly what the formation is and what its purpose is.

Most of the Hengqing sect's disciples with some strength rushed to Suocang Pass with the head of the sect, Zhenren Yanyan. There were not many disciples left in the sect, but everyone still noticed the green aura rising from the pavilion. Thinking about the scene where Elder Yu Lin rushed back not long ago, there were some glimpses of each other.

Inside the Douzhuan Pavilion, Zhiming waited in a corner, carefully watching over the master who was casting spells.

The inside of the pavilion was dim, and the complex array engraved on the entire ground of the Douzhuan Pavilion was glowing with aura, and the aura released from each point continuously gathered into the green air mass above the array, consuming light from time to time The transparent mist filled with spiritual power peeled off and dissipated in the air.

After careful identification, a vague figure can be seen from the air mass. It seems to be a comatose man, and all the spiritual energy is heading towards him.

Yu Lin sat cross-legged on Dongfang's formation eyes, made seals between his fingers, poured spiritual power into the formation, and stared at the air mass without daring to miss a trace.

His face was calm, and he couldn't see any problems, but Zhiming knew that this "Guiyuan Restoration Formation" had eight formation eyes. When Yu Lin developed this formation, he also knew that this formation consumes a lot The combination of eight cultivators with at least one hundred years of skill can ensure the continuous formation.

Or... a half-immortal can barely do it.

Some of the wounds injured by demons cannot be healed, and some cultivators who have lost their limbs or parts of their bodies. Besides, it is the only formation that can completely reverse any injury.

It just takes time.

Zhiming didn't know how much the master had consumed. The people in the formation could tell that he was not out of danger. It was not easy for Yu Lin to bring back such a terrifying fatal injury.

He was a little angry with himself, because his cultivation was not enough, and he couldn't help at all.

Yu Lin's face was calm, but in this quiet Douzhuan Pavilion, he couldn't control his emotions when he looked at the man covered in blood...

……

Yun Qingyue woke up again. I don't know how long it has passed. She barely opened her eyes, but her vision was still blurry.

He... isn't dead?

This is where?His camp?

He unexpectedly smelled a cool and familiar smell of cedar in his nose, which mixed with the smell of medicine from his body, which made Prince Yue's consciousness suddenly feel a sense of peace. It cleared his head.

How about the battle at Suo Cang Pass?How many people are still alive in Mingkai and his subordinates?How did you survive such a serious injury?

A series of questions popped up in his mind instantly, there was no time for him to be at peace, he immediately struggled to remember.

Yu Lin put Zhang Shuan beside the bed where Yun Qingyue was lying, and while contacting Ciyan and the others to discuss the issue of Suo Cangguan, and deploying the remaining disciples of Hengqing Sect, to prevent evil spirits from taking the opportunity to sneak up on them, he paid attention to it. For people who haven't woken up yet.

The wound has basically healed, but some medicine still needs to be given. As soon as Yun Qingyue made a movement, Yu Lin immediately noticed and came to him: "Yun Qingyue?"

Yun Qingyue's eyes were originally gray, and it was easy to be confused, but now she was still a little blurry. She only felt that someone had helped him to sit up, and she subconsciously thought it was Guan Beicheng: "Cough, the demons Are you back? Are you...cough cough..."

Did he call Su Qing to treat him? I hope he didn't call Wang Shu back, but she couldn't let her see his father like this.

Because he hadn't talked or drank water for a long time, and his lungs were injured, his voice was a little hoarse, and a series of coughing interrupted his words.The cough affected the wound in his chest, and he covered it, deciding not to care about these useless things.

But having said that, Su Qing said that he was able to snatch someone from Hades, but he wasn't the Immortal Da Luo, his heart was hurt, what kind of elixir did he use to bring him back?

Seeing that he was anxious, Yu Lin used his spiritual power to relieve his pain by the bedside, and said: "It's okay, the demons have faded away temporarily, you have been unconscious for nearly three days, and you are at Hengqing Sect. Now the disciples of various immortal sects We have already arrived at Suocang Pass, and the reinforcements sent by the emperor have almost arrived."

In this world, I don't know how many people can let Daoist Yu Lin explain to him in such a detailed way.

But it was just such a sentence that made Yun Qingyue freeze there like a fool.

It's not Guan Beicheng, nor Su Qing and Ya'er...

Seeing that he didn't respond, Yu Lin said, "Yun Qingyue?"

... Who else in this world can call him Yun Qingyue at such a time?

The dignified Prince Yue forced himself to remain calm and turned his head, his broken eyes finally saw clearly the person who was close at hand.

Yun Qingyue blinked in disbelief, the scene in front of him did not change at all, in front of him... there was a fairy.

The calmness in my heart shattered into a stormy sea.

He grabbed the man's hand, his eyes carefully scanned the corners of the man's brows and eyes, and even the dark lines on the cuffs, as if to confirm whether this was a hallucination.

Due to excessive blood loss, Yun Qingyue's body temperature can't be said to be high, but it is still warmer than him. With cold fingers held in the palm of her hand, looking at Yun Qingyue's red eyes, Yu Lin forgot to pull out her hand for a moment.

The two emotions are like surging waves...

"It's really... getting more and more real. Can things like dreams reach this level?" The room was quiet for a while, and suddenly, a low wry smile rose from Yun Qingyue's throat. The hand in the palm of the hand, "even the temperature is exactly the same as in the memory."

In the past ten years, day by day, only the voice and appearance of the old man dare not forget.

Hearing Yun Qingyue say "dream", Yu Lin felt a sudden burst of bitterness for some reason, and he didn't even notice that their hands were intertwined: "This is not a dream, Yun Qingyue, you are still alive ,I am real."

"...No." After looking at Yulin for a long time, Yun Qingyue shook her head, "How could it be true, that person is in Huashan, maybe it is the peak of wind and snow that I will never be able to reach again in my life...too far away up,

I want to see... see you, I don't know how long it will be, but I can't hurt you, you will be able to attain the Tao immediately, I still have a long way to go, I can't drag you down. "

Ten years ago, he and Yun Qingyue had a hasty parting in Huashan. He didn't know what this person was thinking, but now he knows that every word Yun Qingyue said at that time, except for liking him, was a lie .

Yu Lin thought in his heart: "He actually... never let go."

Yu Lin began to practice Taoism at the age of 12. He had never liked anyone, and he also thought that he had never been liked by anyone. He didn't realize that he had an appearance that many people would never forget. daunting.

For so many years, only Yun Qingyue, who is so cheeky, said "you are my sweetheart" in front of him.

It is impossible to be unshakable in the heart, Yu Lin's soft heart is really real, just when he knew that Yun Qingyue should be his love robbery, Yu Lin held the heavy complexity, thinking that he should not be with this If there is anything more involved in people, on the one hand, I feel a little bit reluctant...

"It's so real, don't let me dream a few more times, you are too much for a real person." Yun Qingyue sighed aggrieved.

In Yu Lin's ears, this tone sounds coquettish no matter how you think about it. If it was a girl who heard this, she would have been defeated by Lord Yue's deceptive face long ago, and she wished she could hug her immediately. Armie apologized.

It's a pity that real people don't have that kind of "tenderness", they just sit there indifferently on the surface, indifferently... at a loss in their hearts.

Who will teach him how to get along with a man who likes him...

He doesn't know.

Yun Qingyue, who always thought she was dreaming, looked at Yu Lin with joy, and all the pain in her body disappeared in an instant.

It was also because of his shock and the fact that the battlefield was still full of wars one moment, but the next moment he saw such a person who had been thinking about it for ten years. dream.

"That's not right." Yun Qingyue suddenly realized, and said to herself, "This is my dream, why should I be so cautious? What are you talking about?"

Counting the few two or three times he had dreamed before, what did he do?He just focused on talking to someone, hugged him twice, and then woke up so abruptly...

Very uneconomical.

Without any scruples, the Prince of Yue who wanted to "clear" immediately ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, and turned evil to the gall.

Yu Lin, who was still in a daze, didn't notice for a while, but Yun Qingyue clasped the real person's shoulders with the hand he didn't hold with Yu Lin, and the two changed positions in an instant.

The "accident" happened too quickly, Yu Lin fell on the bed and was stunned for a moment. Yun Qingyue leaned over and he realized that the position of the two people was not good. The bandage, thinking that this person still has injuries, he couldn't take it off.

Looking at Yu Lin who was still a little dazed, Yun Qingyue smiled subconsciously, as long as he saw this person, he would be very happy.

Yun was a romantic person in his early years, and he smiled with a bit of a spring breeze. He is tall and handsome, with a pair of deep green eyes that can capture people's hearts and souls. Eight's Merry - the range is all human beings.

No matter how immortal a real person is, he has a heart of flesh and blood to the bottom of it... I was dazzled for a moment.

The six words "one do nothing, two endlessly" fueled the flames, Yun Qingyue leaned down and kissed Yu Lin.

Yu Lin: "..."

It wasn't until the temperature on his lips came that Yu Lin, who was stunned into a wooden figure, realized what had happened. There was a bang in his head, and his ears were all red instantly. He didn't care whether he was hurt or not. He wanted to throw Yun Qingyue out.

Unexpectedly at this time, Yun Qingyue kissed her relatives again very close and tenderly, and murmured: "The real man..." She touched his waistband with her hand.

... What a system!Damn! ! !

That was the first time in 500 years that Master Yu Lin cursed at someone... and he hasn't been able to swear out of his mouth yet.

……

Zhiming took the decoction and walked towards Master's bedroom.

This was instructed by the master, Yun Qingyue estimated that he would wake up soon, and when he woke up, he would probably feel pain all over his body, and a bowl of medicine would be much better.

It's been ten years since I saw him, he has grown up, I don't know if Yun Qingyue can still recognize him.

Until now, he still doesn't know why Yun Qingyue left suddenly ten years ago, but seeing Master come back with her in his arms a few days ago, it was the first time he saw the anxious look on Master's face, and he even let her go directly. In his own bedroom, coupled with the guesses of his brothers and sisters... Oh, it can't be what he thinks.

Zhiming's face suddenly turned red.

His thoughts have always been divergent, and it took a while to think about whether to continue to be called uncle as before or... cough cough cough.

A crisp sound of "pop" came from the master's bedroom. He was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what happened. A moment later, the door was knocked open with a slamming sound.

Unexpectedly, his master was standing at the door, breathing irregularly, as if he was choked with anger.

Zhiming's eyes widened: "Master?"

Seeing him now, Yulin was obviously taken aback, then looked back at the room, then glanced at Zhiming, did not answer, his head was in a hurry, and he almost rushed out of Zhiming's line of sight...with hands and feet.

Zhiming was stunned - he had never seen Shizun like this before, as if he had escaped, and the look he gave him was to stare at him, right?Why?He didn't do anything!

He walked into the room full of doubts, and saw someone lying unconscious on the bed the last time he saw him, sitting on the bed in a sluggish state. He didn't see him, and he covered his reddened left face and said to himself: " I... go! It hurts! Why haven't you woken up yet? No...how could you still hit me in your dream?! Really, my mother, really..."

"..." Zhiming looked at the blushing spot on his face - five finger prints.

The author has something to say: Open your mouth to eat candy.

If Yun Qingyue hadn't been cowardly, she would have kissed her ten years ago.

Facts have proved that in front of your sweetheart, your years of wandering in the rivers and lakes are of no use at all.