Green Lantern Bond

In fact, Chong Yun couldn't remember many things that happened afterwards.

He gave the twin souls in his eyes to Duan Chen. Before he died, he looked at Yan Chengyu's crying red eyes and said with a smile, "Don't tell him I'm dead."

"I will say it." Yan Chengyu screamed in a broken voice, "I will definitely say it, I will make him suffer for the rest of his life, Chongyun, you bastard!"

This is her ridiculous revenge on Chongyun.

Chongyun sighed with some relief, he sat beside Duan Chen, turned sideways, reached out and touched Duan Chen's face, and slowly ran his fingers across the blood-stained face, Duan Chen looked extremely good-looking , Chongyun has never seen anyone more beautiful than him in his life, otherwise he wouldn't be tempted just the first time.

And the price of this heartbeat was so huge that it even cost him his own life.

But he never regretted it, and he would still do it again.

Pu Xiao once said to Chongyun in the dungeon that he could not save either the Blue Bird Clan or Duan Chen. Chong Yun really wanted to tell him that I could still save one of them. , What else do you not understand, he thought to himself, I will go to accompany them soon, let's go underground and apologize to them.

Chongyun seemed to be tracing his face, trying to remember his appearance firmly.In the end, his fingers landed on Duan Chen's eyelids, Duan Chen closed his eyes, Chong Yun didn't know what his eyes would look like when Duan Chen came back to life.

Chongyun felt a little regretful, probably because he would never see him again.

He looked at Duan Chen quietly for a long time, the cold wind was blowing, his back was bleak and steep, gradually blending with the wind and snow, like a nameless tombstone, stubbornly looking at the vast world in the distance.

After a long time, he said softly: "Chengyu, let's do it."

"Chongyun, Chongyun..." Yan Chengyu's eyes were red as if bleeding, she stepped forward, hugged Chongyun from behind, and finally said nothing.

Chongyun felt warm tears running across his neck, bringing a little bit of warmth to his cold body that was better than nothing.

Chongyun sighed imperceptibly, and silently patted Yan Chengyu's hand on his chest, and he heard Yan Chengyu say: "Take care."

There was a smile on the corner of Chongyun's mouth, and he said, "Okay."

Even if they all know that this will be a parting between life and death, his soul is incomplete, and he will not even be reincarnated, so why take care?

Standing silently at the side all the time, almost making people forget the witty words of his existence, he clasped his hands together and bowed to Chongyun: "The little monk thanked Mr. Chong on behalf of the master."

He has no right to interfere with Chongyun's decision. Just as Duan Chen told him to take Wulan to the ghost world, and Duan Chen himself will replace Chongyun to die, he has no way to stop him. Since the end, he has been a bystander besides Chong Yun and Duan Chen.

Chong Yun also bowed to Miao Yu: "Master Miao Yu, please keep a secret for me."

"Young monk, please take care, Mr. Zhong."

The cold wind was howling, the wind and snow were mixed, and the heavy snow soon covered the mountain range, the frightened birds returned to their nests, the beasts rested, and the valley was as silent as ever, without any sound.

. . . . . .

Ten years later, the ghost world.

"Yan Jun has returned to the city!" With a long cry, the gate of the ghost city opened wide, and a burst of footsteps came, causing a silent commotion on Yongning Street. before.

People on the street have long been used to this scene that takes place once a month, and only one person said: "Most likely they ran there in a hurry because they heard that there are spirit-gathering flowers, just get used to it. "

"It's been almost ten years, Yan Jun is not too tired to panic like this once a month."

"I heard that Yan Jun made such a fuss to help a friend create a soul, and I don't know which friend it is, it is worth Yan Jun's trouble."

"But where is the gathering spirit flower so easy to find?"

Everyone sighed a few words and dispersed.

Inside the ghost city, Yan Chengyu only gave a hasty order: "Keep the outside, no one is allowed in." Then he disappeared into the bedroom.

"Yes." He nodded with a cold face, and closed the door of the bedroom respectfully.

Yan Chengyu was sitting in the dark bedroom, and the soul lamp glowing with faint cold light stood beside her, illuminating a small world for her.This soul lamp was left to her by the previous Lord Yan, that is, her father. Although it is not her own, what burns is her memory of her father. To this day, she can hardly even remember what her father looks like up.

She has never dared to light the soul lamp that belongs to her. She is afraid that one day, she will forget even Chongyun. In this world, not many people can remember Chongyun.

But she is not afraid now.

Yan Chengyu wiped his face and sat upright for a while, as if sorting out his messy thoughts.

She just sat quietly under the candlelight, like a silent stone statue.

After a long time, she finally moved, and took out a budding flower from the Qiankun bag. The color of this flower was like blue, but the blue was a bit deep, and it was not like the blue on the clothes that ordinary people wear at home. , but more purple, the roots of the flowers are still wrapped in soil, as if they have just been picked, and the flowers and leaves are still stained with the fresh morning dew.

If there are knowledgeable people present at this time, they will definitely recognize the name of this flower - Juling Flower.

Yan Chengyu held her breath, and carefully placed the flowers on the table. She had never been so nervous like this moment. Even ten years ago, the position of Lord of the Ghost Realm had just been handed to her, but it happened at the time when the ghosts were most chaotic. , the demon world was raging, and when the entire ghost world was in danger, she had never been nervous.

But now she was so nervous that her palms were sweating, and she didn't even dare to breathe too loudly, for fear of disturbing the flower that was about to bloom in front of her.

just a little while...

Yan Chengyu thought, after a while, this flower will bloom.

After ten years of searching, she finally found such a spirit-gathering flower that bloomed at the right time. Yan Chengyu let out a sigh of relief and said to himself, "Hurry up, soon."

I finally want to find you back, Chongyun.

Half an hour later, the Ju Linghua, which was already in bud, suddenly exuded a refreshing fragrance, as if winter was coming to spring, covered by the vast snow, a touch of fresh green broke through the ground, and Yan Chengyu's eyes immediately lit up .

The fragrance became more and more fragrant, and the whole dormitory was filled with this smell, followed by a silent wind. The wind rose for no reason in the closed dormitory, and it blew bigger and bigger. Yan Chengyu's long hair was blown in the wind. Flying wantonly, under the messy black hair, is a face that is gradually turning rosy.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and soon spread from the palace to the entire ghost city. During this day, everyone in the ghost world saw this spectacle. Spiritual energy from thousands of miles in the distance gathered continuously, forming a cloud above the ghost city. The huge vortex, the center of the vortex, is the bedroom of Yan Chengyu, the master of the ghost world.

Everyone who saw this scene took a deep breath. The cultivation world has continued from ancient times to the present. Those who need such a huge amount of spiritual power or who can create such a spectacle are all capable people. Looking at it like this, could it be that Yan Chengyu is also a miracle now? Done?

Everyone thought that ten years ago, when Yan Chengyu took the position of Yan Jun, it was the time when fierce ghosts ravaged and the demon world invaded, and the entire ghost world was troubled both internally and externally. These obstacles, even a few years ago, together with Duan Chen, the head of the Buddhist sect, united with the children of other families in the cultivation world to wipe out the demon world, and imprisoned the devil Pu Xiao in the extreme north, in exchange for the current peace of the cultivation world.

Now if Yan Chengyu's miraculous achievements are great, I'm afraid that the status of the ghost world in the cultivation world will rise to another level.

At this time, the sky over the ghost world was covered with dark clouds, and there were bursts of hidden thunder. The majestic spiritual energy gathered in the ghost world with destructive power, bringing a new life.

The people in Youdu City in the far north seemed to feel this power invisibly, and his eyes covered with cloth belts did not affect his actions. He raised his head as if feeling something, and looked at the distant Dongzhou .

"What are you looking at?" Huo Qingling tilted her head, sitting on the swing and looking at this strange man in front of her. She is the youngest and strongest spiritual teacher in Youdu City, and she knew the identity of this man at a glance, but she still treated him This person was curious, after all, no outsiders had entered Youdu City for a long time.

"It's nothing." Duan Chen turned his head silently, facing Huo Qingling, "You should know what I'm asking for."

"Of course," Huo Qingling nodded with a smile, and changed the subject, "But I can't do things for you for nothing, I have a request."

Duan Chen cherishes words like gold: "Say."

"I want you to take me out." Huo Qingling stared at Duan Chen's face and said word by word, "Take me out of Youdu City, and I will do the divination for you."

Duan Chen was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about the feasibility of this matter, then he nodded: "OK."

At this time, Yan Chengyu, who was in the ghost world, naturally had no way of knowing what was happening in the extreme north thousands of miles away. Her thoughts were all on the flower in front of her that was about to fully bloom.

She took the time to sit cross-legged, and when the Juling Flower fully bloomed, she turned her hands over her chest, forming a complicated seal.

Printed, the wind stopped.

The majestic aura turned into substance in Yan Chengyu's hands, turning into two floating phantoms, like two homeless wandering souls.

She took out an azure jade bottle from the Qiankun bag again, and after the bottle's seal was opened, a few souls with a color darker than the phantom of aura floated out—these were the remnants of Chongyun.

The three souls and seven souls were all in front of her, and Yan Chengyu was really relieved. She methodically made a formula, using the soul-binding technique to gather together the ghosts wandering aimlessly in front of her.

In the end, the soul turned into a puff of green smoke, disappeared in the bedroom, reappeared in an instant, and then hovered in mid-air, like a child playing hide-and-seek with Yan Chengyu.In the end, the green smoke slowly fell on the chair Yan Chengyu was sitting on before, condensing into a young man.

The young man's face was pale, with disheveled black hair sticking to his face, under the flickering candle lamp, his face was still handsome.He was wearing a black robe, lying on the table with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

Yan Chengyu still maintained the posture of sitting cross-legged on the ground, staring at the person in front of him without blinking, even breathing very lightly, for fear of disturbing him.

For a long time, the person lying on the table moved his fingers, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and slowly opened his dark and bright eyes. There was a bit of confusion in his dark and bright eyes. It took him a long time to figure out where he was, until I heard Yan Chengyu calling his name.

"Heavy cloud."

His soul finally returned from nothingness, the fog in front of him cleared, and the flickering candlelight in the darkness illuminated the way he had come.

The distant call exploded in his ears like a thunderbolt.

There was a familiar cold voice also calling his name: "Chongyun!" There was a strange anxiety in the voice, which made him feel a little familiar and strange.

That voice and Yan Chengyu's voice merged into one, bringing the dazed vision back to Qingming, Chongyun seemed to wake up from a long dream, he looked at Duan Chen's face in front of him, and the tension in his eyes, He just felt a strange soreness coming from his chest, which made his heart ache and joy at the same time.

He trekked in the distant past, waded through the torrent of time, overcame thorns and thorns all the way, and finally came back.

He gave his life for the person in front of him, but finally reaped his sincerity.

"Don't be afraid."

Chongyun heard himself say this, his voice carried an unknown bewitching force, which actually calmed the person in front of him, Chongyun's eyes rolled, he stretched out his hand to caress Duan Chen's face, the pulp of his finger was on Duan Chen's face. Chen rubbed between his brows, smoothing out the subtle wrinkles.Chong Yun said again: "Don't be afraid, Duan Chen."

"I am back."

The author has something to say:

The memory killing is over, and finally switched back to the normal timeline, it's almost over, it's almost over5555