Zhexiang as an old friend

Yan Huang looked at Shentu in front of him, a lively and agile Shentu.

"You're back." Yan Huang was suddenly confused, and suddenly forgot that he came to Yuanyi Mountain just for Shentu's dead dog, and instead stepped forward and reached out to touch Shentu's face.

Shentu's temperature was transmitted from Yan Huang's fingertips, warmer than his, even hotter.

"Yes, I'm back." Shentu smiled, just like before, Yan Huang felt that something was missing, but chose to forget about it, it was Shentu, his Shentu.

His heart was like a hillside with thousands of flowers blooming when the wind blows, it was filled with joy, from his heart to his eyes, and finally a line of tears overflowed.

He buried himself in Shentu's arms. He had missed this person's temperature for many years, and he had missed this person's embrace for many years.

Shentu also stretched out his hand to embrace him, and gently rubbed his hair.

Yan Huang looked up at him with a smile, as if he was waiting for Shentu to speak first. He hadn't heard Shentu speak for a long time, and he missed Shentu's voice very much.

Shentu just looked at him with a slight smile, his eyes were extremely gentle, but Yan Huang felt that he couldn't see himself reflected in his eyes.

"You...you are not Shentu." Yan Huang broke free from his embrace and looked at Shentu in front of him with a puzzled expression.

Shentu was still smiling, but he didn't deny it, he just replied: "Aren't you willing to stay here with me?"

With a wave of his hand, he was surrounded by Zhaoyao Mountain full of osmanthus trees. Apart from the osmanthus trees, there were also two five-color danmu trees that bloomed very well. Going deeper, there was Yanhuang's wooden house.

Seeing that Yan Huang didn't seem to be moved, he waved his hand again, and Zhaoyao Mountain immediately turned into the appearance of Daxian Mountain, with the igloo, the wooden house of the little mute, and the empty tomb of Shentu.

Looking at the empty tomb, Yan Huang felt a pain in his heart. At that moment, he thought it was better to just leave it like this, why bother looking for the soul, isn't Shentu in front of him...

Isn't it the Shentu whom he yearns for day and night.

"But you're not him." Yan Huang took two steps back, stretched out his hand to gently caress "Shentu"'s face, but his fingertips were visibly angry, and slowly pressed on his heart.

Shentu was still smiling, and asked gently: "Yan Huang, are you going to kill me?"

Yan Huang's fingertips trembled, and he was really softened by what he said, and he almost couldn't let go.

"I told you before, you're not him." Yan Huang stretched out his hand and squeezed it vainly, and the scene in front of him immediately faded away, and even Shentu's smiling face had a crack at that moment, and then The wind blows away.

Losing the illusion, the scene of Yuanyi Mountain immediately appeared in front of his eyes, desolate, temperatureless, and abruptly appeared in front of his eyes.

"Shentu..."

Yan Huang lowered his eyebrows, but still called out softly.

"Master." Shentu's voice suddenly came from behind his ears, his heart trembled, and he immediately realized that it was not Shentu, but his own fox ghost.

He put away that sad look, turned around to look at the fox ghost, twitched the corner of his mouth lightly, and said with a teasing smile: "It seems that you are used to Shentu's body."

The fox ghost nodded obediently, and looked at Yan Huang. Yan Huang didn't expect the fox ghost to reply, so he asked himself: "Is your father-in-law coming out?"

"Not yet." The fox ghost replied truthfully.

Yan Huang found a rock and sat down, playing with his fan while waiting for Zang Yang to come out.

After waiting for about half a moment, Zang Yang came out in disheveled clothes. Yan Huang put away his fan when he saw it, and said teasingly, "Your father-in-law looks so...the battle is fierce."

Zang Yang gathered his clothes, pursed his lips and gave Yan Huang a look.

"Who did my father-in-law meet?" Yan Huang teased him, and continued to ask with a smile.

After tidying up his clothes, Zang Yang put away a lot of his embarrassment just now, lowered his eyebrows, and replied flatly, "Mei Wan, my wife."

"Mei?" Yan Huang said thoughtfully, and then thought to himself: "Mei" has always been a noble surname in the vixen clan, and my father-in-law was also a romantic person back then.Thinking of this, he raised his lips into a smirk, and continued to think: So it's a vixen, no wonder he teased his father-in-law so much.

"You have such a leisurely mind, why don't you think about how to deal with Xia Geng." Zang Yang looked at Yan Huang's malicious smile with displeasure, and changed the subject.

"It's better for my father-in-law to attract his attention and let me steal from behind." Yan Huang hooked the corners of his mouth evilly. He has recently become more and more like Shentu, he likes to smile with the corners of his mouth slanted, and likes to show his two fangs.

Zang Yang glanced at Yan Huang, but didn't say much, and said plainly, "It's really unfilial."

After saying that, he threw a stone casually to lure Xia Geng to his side. Yan Huang didn't delay, and directly made an invisibility formula, and went to the cave behind Xia Geng.

Immortal energy is hidden in the cave, and it seems that there are many checkpoints set up.

Yan Huang raised the corners of his lips mockingly, cast a barrier for himself, and walked tentatively into the cave. Just two steps out, bone arrows shot from all directions in the cave, and the bone arrows were all quenched. The blood of the ancient gods is designed to break the enchantment of the demons.

However, these bone arrows stopped at the edge of Yan Huang's barrier, and fell down one after another.Yan Huang secretly ridiculed in his heart that the checkpoints in the heavens were nothing more than this, so he just walked forward steadily.

Going forward, I encountered a magic sword. The magic sword was released by the heavens to deal with gods and immortals. The sword felt someone coming, shook a few times, and then came out of its sheath. forced over.

The sword easily passed through Yan Huang's barrier, but thanks to Yan Huang's quick reaction, he dodged the sword, and the magic sword turned around to fight again, Yan Huang stored a trace of demonic energy in the fan, leaving it with the fan The magic sword started to fight, and he quickly jumped into the cave, reached out and grabbed Shentu's dead dog soul, and stored it in the pouch in his sleeve.

After getting the dead dog, he turned his head to avoid the attack of the magic sword. When he was far away, he stretched out his hand and tapped it on the palm of his hand, and the fan flew back immediately. Looking outside, Zang Yang was still fighting with Xia Geng. Xia Geng is clumsy, but Zang Yang is dexterous, so this fight is mostly Zang Yang playing Xia Geng.

Yan Huang jumped into the air on the clouds and mist, shook the storage bag at Zang Yang, reminding him that he had it, and Zang Yang directly played a trick, broke away from the struggle, whistled and sent Zhai Ru The bird called over, jumped on its back with one kick, and flew into the air with Yan and Huang, looked down at Xia Geng continuing to fight with that blindfolded Zang Yang, laughed twice, and went to another place went.

As for where to go, it naturally depends on where the soul-seeking needle is pointing.

The fox ghost also floated up gently, but because Shentu's body was too heavy, he could only float in mid-air, barely reaching Zhai Ru's feet, and dragged Zhai Ru to follow them.

Zang Yang couldn't see his only son's body being tossed like this, so he bent down and pulled the fox ghost up, so that he could sit firmly on Zhai Ru's back.

Without delay, Yan Huang took out the soul-seeking needle from his bosom. Ape Wing Mountain, who had lost his dead dog, immediately became unable to arouse the reaction of the soul-seeking needle. After spinning, it took a long time to stop firmly at the south-west position.

"Follow, or take a break?" Yan Huang asked casually, thinking about which mountain range was the closest in this direction.

Zang Yang looked at the soul-searching needle, and suddenly remembered everything he had seen in the illusion just now, and infinite thoughts rose in his heart, that yearning was different from Shentu's yearning, that yearning could not be found, it was the yearning for his lover.

"Let's go." Zang Yang originally wanted to talk to Yan Huang about his past, about Shentu's mother, about that beautiful and charming goblin, but when the words came out of his mouth, they turned into brief words. The two words, as if to bury my past in the bottom of my heart like this.

"Let's go over there." Yan Huang didn't object, but he thought of Shentu's smiling face again, that smiling face was gentle and warm, but it didn't look like someone like Shentu smiling.

Shentu's smile should be intentional and innocent, showing those two fangs gleaming with evil spirits, there should be no tenderness in his eyes looking at him, there should be his own in his eyes, there should be two small selves.

The two were aroused by the illusion just now, but neither of them wanted to say it out. For a while, the whole journey was a little dull.

Yan Huang lowered his head to look at the soul-seeking needle, and fiddled with the pointer lightly. The pointer was pushed aside, then turned back again, and pointed stubbornly to the southwest direction.

It was like the self who was stubbornly looking for Shentu.