I am pretending to be a villain in the world of cultivating immortals

Liang Ce stood outside the mountain gate, and under his feet was the wilderness of Yumu Cave, where not a single blade of grass grew all the year round.

The muddy land was messy and messy, a mouse ran by, dragging a piece of dead human bone, looking at Liang Ce's expression, numb and wary, and then fled away in a hurry.

This kind of scene is no stranger to Liang Ji, because it is no different from the underground palace where he was imprisoned.

However, when he saw Yu Huaiyin stretching out his hand to him, behind that person, there was a strange scene that he had never seen before.

Looking from the entrance of the mountain gate, there are thousands of ginkgo trees in a radius of tens of miles.

The ground is covered with snow, spotless.

The wind blows, and the ginkgo leaves falling from the branches, like a golden-tailed butterfly, hovers in the air, and finally floats towards the red wall and Daiwa in the clouds.

Soft snowflakes gushed out from the barrier from time to time, falling on Yu Huaiyin's cuff embroidered with ginkgo leaves, shining like stars.

Amid all the apricot yellow and cool white eyes, a pair of slender jade-like hands stopped there waiting for him, as long as he was willing to give a response, he could catch it.

At that moment, Liang Ce thought of what he had seen in his life, and seemed to be unable to find a more beautiful scenery than before his eyes.

However, if he really cares about it, it is not without it, just because he is the frog at the bottom of the well.

Not to mention the water pavilions and pavilions in the east of the river, the lonely smoke in the desert in the northern part of the country, even the green willows and flowers in spring, the bright moon and clear snow in winter nights, he has only heard of them in poems and essays.

But what Yu Huaiyin gave him was a paradise.

Come to think of it, he must have been bewitched by someone's bright smile at that time.

Liang Book boldly stretched out his hand, wanting to grab that beauty.

But I don't know if he is really like the hexagrams he got when he was born, his life is dangerous, and his life is lonely.

The moment he grabbed Yu Huaiyin and was about to step into Si Ming Dao Palace.

The barrier that was originally broken by the token instantly closed, blocking him from the mountain gate.

In an instant, there was loud thunder on the wasteland, Liang Chi turned his head and found a hurricane engulfed in thunder and hitting him.

This is the swamp of wind and thunder that was set up by the saints thousands of years ago in order to prevent the surprise attacks of the two worlds of demons and demons.

Once there is any change in the Twelve Caves Heavenly Paradise, a hurricane will immediately blow up in the Fenglei Swamp, tearing the demons that sneaked into the Upper Immortal Realm to pieces.

A huge traction force caused Liang Ce to keep moving backwards, and was sucked into a sea of ​​thunder.

Yu Huaiyin hurriedly grasped Liang Chu's hand, and could only watch helplessly as he flew farther and farther away.

And just when Liang Ce thought he would die in this storm, a red rope was tied around his waist, holding him tightly.

This rope is called "backtracking".

According to legend, this red rope was tied to a ginkgo tree in Yumu Cave by himself in a midsummer of an unknown year before his death.

The purpose is to let the person he cares about return home as soon as possible.

It was also under that ginkgo tree that the founder of the Siming Dao Palace received the favor of the Immortal Sage, and was accepted as the last closed disciple under his seat, named Si Ming.

Now, Yu Huaiyin used the red rope entrusted with the beautiful wish of the immortal sage to fight against the wind and rain, but it couldn't be more correct.

Yu Huaiyin didn't know how the good book of being a mortal would trigger the wind and thunder used to slay demons and exterminate demons. He only thought that this person was brought into the fairy world by himself, so no matter what, he must be sent out safely. .seven

A few winds and thunders containing the power of destruction hit, Yu Huaiyin didn't have a magic weapon in his hand, so he didn't care about the danger of his own soul being scattered, so he hurriedly took off the glazed ginkgo waist chain worn by gold and red threads at his waist, and said, "Rain "Lingling", throw it towards the thunder and lightning.

Amidst the crisp sound, the power of thunder was no match for the spirit of ginkgo, and it was completely absorbed.

But with the pull of the hurricane, Yu Huaiyin and Liang Ce had already been pushed to the center of the storm.

In order to prevent the two of them from being drawn into the depths of the Fenglei Swamp, Yu Huaiyin recalled Yu Linling, sacrificed the flying treasure ship, and fled outside with the good book.

Seeing that the storm was about to break out, I only sighed at the treasure ship, but how could a mere low-grade spiritual treasure be able to withstand the killing array set up by the Immortal Sanctuary.

The sound of planks snapping exploded in my ears, and the bottom of the treasure ship was torn open by the wind, followed by a surge, and the ship shattered in response.

At this moment, they were on the brink of a storm. Yu Huaiyin could get out of the swamp with just one sideways turn, while Liang Ce would turn into a puddle of flesh and blood because he couldn't bear the tearing of the storm.

Yu Huaiyin originally had a choice, but because he knew the pros and cons of it, he did not hesitate to protect the good book that fell from the treasure ship tightly in his arms.

Let the wind blade scrape bloodstains on his body.

With a leap, the person in his arms was thrown down the endless sky steps, falling from the fairyland to the mortal world.

And when the two fell in the wilderness of Tanlang Country with bruised noses and swollen faces.

In the middle of the night, Liang Chuan, who broke a leg, looked at Yu Huaiyin who tore off his clothes to bandage him, and suddenly laughed.

Yu Huaiyin was carefully treating the wound for him, so startled by him, his hands lost weight, and the force of tying the cloth strips was a little stronger, grinning in pain.

"Does it hurt?" Yu Huaiyin asked worriedly seeing his exaggerated expression.

Liang Book shook his head, like a good-looking wolf cub who got cheap, looked at the man in front of him in a daze.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect the token to be invalid." Yu Huaiyin said guiltily, caressing the wound on the good book with his hand, and slowly pouring in the spiritual power, those wounds cut by the wind blade quickly healed .

"No, it's not like this. A Yinken took me to the place where you live, I'm very happy."

After a few days of acquaintance, Liang Chi rarely heard Yu Huaiyin utter such a long sentence, but this is the first time he said it to apologize.

Compared to Yu Huaiyin who was covered in wounds all over his body, his injuries were not serious, Liang Chi didn't want that person to feel sad because of such a trivial matter.

"However, mortals will die if they get injured!" Yu Huaiyin's expression was extremely serious, as if in his eyes, mortals are old, sick and dead, fragile like baby swallows in a bird's nest, tofu under a kitchen knife, who may die at any time possible.

"It doesn't matter. Even if I die, it has nothing to do with you, Yin. When I was born, my parents asked the high priest to do a fortune-telling for me. He said that I was born with a weak life, and I was destined to live soon." Liang Chi comforted.

In the past, he was locked under Tanlang's underground palace all day long, and he never felt that what the high priest said was right.

But now that he took a trip to the Upper Immortal Realm and suffered such a disaster for no reason, he believed in his unlucky fate.

Then since his own fate is bad, how can he blame Yu Huaiyin for not protecting him well, but he just hurt others in vain.

"No, fate can be changed." Obviously, Liang Ce is not good at comforting people, hearing his words, Yu Huaiyin's eyes suddenly became sharp.

He looked at the good book, and seemed very angry that he said this about himself, and he didn't like to hear what others said about resignation.

You can't accept your fate, and you can't accept your fate, otherwise, what's the use of him having suffered so much and mastering so many spells?

As if angry, and as if promising, Yu Huaiyin looked into Liang Ce's eyes and said, "I won't let you die."

Liang Ce's eyes moved, because he found that Yu Huaiyin's expression was firm, and he was definitely not joking.

It almost gave him an illusion that under the gaze of these eyes, he seemed to be the most important person in the world.

"Ayin, can you always be my friend?" Suddenly, Liang Chi's voice choked up.

In fact, before he uttered these words, what he wanted to ask was, Ah Yin, can I stay with you forever?

When Yu Huaiyin heard this sentence, he obviously hesitated for a while, he didn't answer for a long time, so that Liang Chi couldn't figure out what he was thinking?

But after a while of silence, when Yu Huaiyin raised his head, he found that Liang Ce's eyes were filled with tears.

He was a little flustered, thinking that the other party's wound was hurting again.

As a result, when Yu Huaiyin looked at the wound he had just bandaged for Liang Ce, he saw that the wound on the man's leg started to ooze blood again.

He knew that mortals were really as fragile as he thought, and thought that Liang Ce would really die because of this injury, so he could only do his best to convey spiritual power to him.

In the end, Liang Chi not only healed all the injuries on his body, but also bleed a line of nosebleeds.

Seeing that Liang Chuan started to smirk at him again, Yu Huaiyin stopped his hand, touched Liang Chuan's forehead, and found that he wasn't hot.

I couldn't help wondering why my brother always said he was stupid, but this mortal seemed to be sicker than him.

Yu Huaiyin sighed, feeling sorry for Liang Chi, but he didn't know that his face was pale due to too much consumption of spiritual energy.

"Ayin, I am 13 years old this year. When the end of autumn next year coincides with the time when the fairy world recruits disciples, I will go to Siming Dao Palace to find you."

"Okay, then I'll stand on the steps and wait for you..."

In my mind, there are memories about the good book and the original owner, constantly flashing before my eyes.

Yu Huaiyin looked at the vowed agreement between the two minors, and felt that they were really stupid.

Liang Ce is stupid, stupid because he is not deeply involved in the world, he easily believed a stranger's words, and dared to hand over his life so casually to another person.

The original owner is stupid, stupid because he is really stupid, since he is approaching with a purpose, why bother to give a little sincerity.

What I saw just now, even if he believed in "Yu Huaiyin" that he really wanted to save Liang Chu in the Wind and Thunder Swamp, he did sincerely want to make friends with a mortal.

But so what, one day, when he found that he needed to take away the soul of the good book to help his cultivation to a higher level, he would do it without any scruples.

People's hearts have always been like this.

Yu Huaiyin sighed, just wanted Liang Chu to stop this meaningless memory.

However, he found that he had already changed his perspective, and was no longer looking at what happened between the good book and the original owner from the perspective of a third person.

Now, in a wilderness full of reeds, he is squatting on the ground to bandage Liang Chu's wound.

And the book in front of him was not the disgraced child in his previous memories, but the red-clothed boy who was trapped in the Yin-Yang Pagoda with him.

At this moment, because they are guarding the same memory, their hearts have the same aspirations, and the paths under their feet are also connected.

"Ah Yin, can I stay with you forever?"

This was six years ago, on that moonless night, Liang Chi dared not ask.

"Okay." Yu Huaiyin knew that this sentence was definitely not what Liang Ce wanted to say to him.

But he didn't know whether he was influenced by the original owner, or if he was injured so badly that some muscle was wrongly set, so he agreed.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Liang Chi smiled, and asked again aggressively, "Then if I do something wrong, will you forgive me?"