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The purple flower in the seabed cave was swaying in the hazy water mist, Cang Qi's words made Yuntun speechless, and he could only stare at him with wide eyes.

After a while, Cang Qi nodded sadly, "I see."

After all, before Yuntun could react, the color of the ink-colored robe suddenly faded, leaving behind a touch of clear white.

A flamboyant and wanton smile appeared on his restrained and steady face.

Yun Tun was stunned, and said, "Lian Zheng?"

Lianzheng propped his forehead and looked at him with pursed lips, "Yes."

Where is Cang Qi?Yun Tun wanted to ask, but his lips moved, but he didn't say anything. He took two steps back and walked to the edge of the lake. Get cool and wake up.

Cang Qi escaped?Before he could answer, that Lord Dijun fled in such a haste?

Before Yun Tun could react from the shock and embarrassment, his anger slowly emerged, his eyes were burning brightly, and he stared at Lian Zheng.

"He's always been like this." Lian Zheng looked at him proudly, "A coward."

Yun Tun lowered his eyes and smiled.

Lianzheng meandered to Tan's side, looked at the white waves with his hands behind his back, and said coldly, "The opposite of being aloof from the world and having no desires and desires is retreat, melancholy, and cowardice. Do you think such a person is suitable to be the Emperor of Heaven?"

There was a sarcastic smile on his lips.

Looking at his smile, Yun Tun always felt extremely awkward, "The opposite of arrogance and pride is arrogance, and such a person is not suitable to be a king."

Lianzheng turned his head sharply, staring at him dangerously with squinted eyes, looking at Yuntun with emotionless eyes and his heart twitched. He suddenly remembered the scene when he saw Lianzheng for the first time, and blurted out, "Help me Is it you?"

"Of course." Lian Zheng stared at him.

Yuntun couldn't laugh, and looked down at a small white flower in front of his feet, which was especially obvious in the sea of ​​purple flowers, "But I remember you didn't answer like that last time."

Lian Zheng approached him, lowered his head, the corners of his snow-white clothes rustled in the wind from the waterfall, like large white clouds floating in the sky.

"Wuntun, what are you doubting?" Lian Zheng reached out and pressed his shoulder.

Yuntun only felt that the place where he was touched was as cold as ice. He hooped his thin shoulders and slowly tightened them. It was cold and painful. He heard Lianzheng say, "I don't allow you to think about him."

Lian Zheng's eyes were full of possessiveness, forcing Yun Tun to have nowhere to hide. He felt that his shoulders were probably red and swollen, and Yun Tun gasped lowly, "Let go."

"What are you thinking? Tell me what are you thinking!" Lianzheng hissed, his dark eyes were hot and full of hatred, he seemed to be afraid of something, stubbornly trying to force his thoughts out of Yuntun's mouth After listening, the palms of the hands became more forceful, and the bones of Yuntun were squeezed and rattled, and the eyes were full of prairie fire.

Yun Tun was so frightened by such a madman's ripples that his face turned pale, and the bones in his shoulders were cracked, causing unbearable pain. He blinked, and his eyelashes were stained with a layer of water vapor, and the pain was a little unbearable.

"Let... let go." Yun Tun said with difficulty, trembling all over, his arms hanging down unnaturally, he felt as if he was about to be torn apart, and horror filled his chest instantly.

Yuntun panted quickly, curled up his fingers, and touched his sleeves little by little. Under Lianzheng's increasingly strong shackles and ferocious expression, his fingertips finally touched something soft.

"Lianzheng...I'm in so much pain..." Yuntun begged for mercy in a low voice. When Lianzheng lowered his head and approached him, he tried his best to endure the severe pain in his shoulder, and took out a spell with purple light from his sleeve. He suddenly stretched out a hand to wrap around Lian Zheng's neck, and then pressed the spell between Lian Zheng's eyebrows at an unprecedented speed.

The Soul Locking Jue was like a sharp sword in an instant, and with a flash of purple light in front of him, it pierced Lian Zheng's eyebrows.

Lianzheng's eyes widened in horror, he staggered back two steps, a purple light appeared between his brows, his eyes were red from the pain, and he roared hysterically.

Yun Tun was frightened by Lian Zheng's reaction, looking at him in such pain, his heart seemed to be twisted hard, "Lian Zheng!"

He called out anxiously, trying to approach him slowly, but just when he touched the ink-and-wash robe, he was struck by a gust of wind blade. On the stones near Tanbian.

Yun Tun only felt a sudden pain in his back, his eyes turned black, and a fishy sweet smell filled his throat. He groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood was printed on Yuntun's lips, reflecting his pale face, there was a kind of thrilling despair, his eyes were full of distress.

Lian Zheng's eyes were scarlet, and countless silver threads emanated from his body. His long black hair flew up in the air without wind, entangled with the silver threads, emitting a strange purple cold light.

Glittering images passed quickly before his eyes, including the bloody light from the Dahe River Basin, the greedy eyes of the Xia clan, the cold blades mercilessly cutting on his body, the silence of various gods and gods, and the angry reprimand from Lu Ying, the compassionate words of the Shennong clan. Kneeling, finally, all these pasts disappeared into the deep and wandering water-colored sea like a stream of light.

He seemed to wake up suddenly, and suddenly looked at Yuntun by the pool. The silver thread instantly wrapped around the wounded and weak Yuntun, wrapped him up like a silkworm cocoon, and was brought in front of him.

Yuntun seemed to be thrown into a frying pan and fried, his whole body ached, he held on, looking at the man in black, he couldn't tell who this man was for a moment.

He began to regret it. If he knew this earlier, he should have been in pain for life and death, and he shouldn't have used the Soul Locking Art.

"...Lian Zheng?" Yun Tun called out in a low voice.

The man squinted his eyes, his face suddenly sank, and he looked at him deeply, with a ferocious expression on his face, and a drop of scarlet blood slowly dripped from the place where the center of his brow burst into purple light.

"Lianzheng." The man read the name word by word in a low voice, and he was so angry that he sneered, "Do you like him so much?"

Yun Tun was taken aback, didn't understand what he meant, and murmured, "I'm sorry..."

The man's gaze froze suddenly, and he raised his hand to press Yun Tun's throat, instantly silencing him.

His dark eyes looked at the embarrassed child.

Yuntun's whole body was soaked by the water of the waterfall, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his wet hair stuck to his sideburns, making him look thin and fragile.

"Do you regret it?" The unpredictable silver thread in Cangdi's hand floated, and penetrated into Yuntun's hair one by one, and sneaked into Yuntun's underwear coldly against his neckline, following the white butterfly Bones crawled over his delicate skin.

Yun Tun stared blankly at the man, the skylight falling from the entrance of the cave reflected his hair full of black hair with a bewildering purple light, he was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to finally realize it, doubts, apprehensions, and faint joy filled his eyes. In the eyes of Shang Yuntun, he opened his mouth to call out, but found that he couldn't say anything.

Yuntun was a little anxious and struggled.

Emperor Cang looked down at the skinny child, seeing his hasty expression and his movements of struggling to escape. Emperor Cang's face was gloomy and terrible, and his chest was filled with intense jealousy. He had never felt such burning passion in his heart. , stronger than bone erosion poison, scorching his whole body, he said in a deep voice, the voice echoed in the cave.

"I miss you calling me Lianzheng, but hate you calling me like this. What are you, you can let this emperor go around for you like this."

Yun Tun stopped struggling, and became sad for his last words, yes, what is he, a little demon with less than 200 years of virtue, how dare to make mistakes in front of this great god, the more he thought about it, the more sad he became, his nose was sore I'm afraid I'm going to cry.

Regardless of whether the person in front of him is Lian Zheng or Cang Qi, he doesn't want to care about it anymore. He feels as stupid as a quail, and he is so stupid that he is worried whether the Soul Locking Art will hurt him. What is the man in front of him? Who is it, can Emperor Cang recover? Yun Tun suddenly hated his excessive emotions, and couldn't learn his father's indifference and alienation from the world.

He said silently - let me go, I will never bother you again!

The gloom of sparks and prairie fires appeared between Emperor Cang's brows. He waved his hand, only to hear the silk yarn torn, the wontons wrapped in silver threads, and thrown heavily on the frosty couch that was emitting cold smoke.

Emperor Cang stared straight in the eyes, and said in a low voice, "Since you recruited me, no matter whether it's Lianzheng or Cangqi, don't even think about leaving me even half a step in this life."

After all, he lowered his head and gnawed on Yuntun's bare shoulder full of jealousy.

Yun Tun's whole body turned cold, and was covered with a warm body. He panicked, looked at the long dark purple hair scattered in front of his eyes, opened his lips, and said silently, no, why did this happen.

Although he has never been a human being, he understood many things early on. The skin-to-skin relationship should not be like this, but like his father and father, at least they are in love, not like this, just like this... Yun Tun snorted lightly , feeling that his body was split open, and something got into him, forcing him to accept what he didn't want from the bottom of his heart.

He was extremely terrified, his eyes widened, and he struggled to get up, his hands grabbed at random, clutching a handful of cold black hair with a clear medicinal fragrance, and his legs tensed.

Emperor Cang frowned, his forehead was covered with sweat, the scarlet between his eyebrows was like cinnabar, and his handsome face was as bright as spring, and there was a trace of impatient urgency in his quiet eyes.

His lips traveled all over Yuntun's body, and finally pressed against his ear and exhaled, dumbly and seductively, "Little snail, you are mine."

After all, his waist sank suddenly.

At that moment, Yuntun seemed to be torn apart. He grabbed the hair in his hand, lowered his head and bit the shoulder in front of him, was possessed by arrogance, and was forced to submit. Trembling, tears finally fell from the corners of his eyes.

A fierce gust of wind arose on the sea surface, blowing away the gloomy clouds in the sky, revealing a clear and boundless sky. It was clearly dusk, but the scorching sun seemed to heat up in an instant, and the golden light broke through the darkness, making people faint for no reason. The approaching night blows away, and the bright sun seems to have just leaped over the sea in the morning.

In the Zikun small building, Lu Yingzheng lowered his head and wrote complicated prescriptions. Under the ink-colored pen tip, the gilt-like sunset shone into the window, reflecting the black-colored small letters shining brightly.

He put down his pen in doubt and walked out of the building.

In the bamboo forest, Wen Yuan hugged her big fluffy tail and stared blankly at the goose-yellow Junyingcao that should have bloomed in early spring. Will it open?"

There was a flash of abnormality in the bright blue eyes of the big white fox. He turned his head and rested his chin on Wen Yuan's head. He pulled Wen Yuan's trousers with his claws, looking a little restless. He raised the tip of his tail and rubbed against Wen Yuan's little buttocks. Impatiently entangled the tail that was many times smaller than him.

The sudden spring spirit made everything on Jianyouxian Island full of vitality.

When Lu Ying rushed to the seabed cave, he found that the cave had been executed, making it impossible for him to enter.

Just as he was about to break in, a quiet and majestic voice rang in his ears.

— back off.

Lu Ying frowned, and said hesitantly, "Dijun, you..."

He didn't come out with you, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and respectfully bowed towards the invisible void, "Young disciple who came to look for me, Yuntun has disturbed the emperor for a long time, it should have left."

After he finished speaking, there was silence all around, only the sound of sea water flowing by.

In the cave house under the sea, the cold smoke is cold, Cang Qi hugs the child curled up in his arms tightly with his upper body bare, and bows his head to kiss his white shoulders delicately. Little things are obsessed.

His expression is no longer as indifferent as in the past, he has no desires or desires, and every time he lowers his eyebrows, he becomes inexplicably jealous and jealous, Emperor Cang secretly thinks, whether it is Lian Zheng or Cang Qi, it is him Forget it, why don't everyone like this little thing?

The old man has lived for tens of thousands of years and has never been in love, but he has also read the novels. All the idiotic men and women in the world often say that love loves everything, whether it is him who is down, rich, in his prime, in his old age. If you love him, you will love him all.

He lowered his head and stroked Yuntun's smooth back, his upturned little butt, and patted his back lightly, thinking, but why is the good one and the bad one? This little thing has to be so clearly distinguished, who loves who doesn't love .

Cang Qi knew that there was no reason for him to be jealous and arrogant, but his Ganoderma lucidum heart, which had been dressed for thousands of years but rarely moved, suddenly became so narrow.

At this moment, if Yuntun is awake, he will definitely be able to see Lianzheng's arrogance and dissatisfaction on his face, as well as Cangqi's gentleness and calmness. No matter who he is, he can keep the child in his arms forever. Just being by his side is fine.

Emperor Cang's thoughts wandered outside the sky, and finally fell deeply in front of Yuntun's tightly closed eyes, and said in a deep voice to Lu Ying who was outside the cave pretending to be slow, "He~no~will~leave~open~ Here~"

After finishing speaking, he lifted Yuntun's head, covered his lips, and passed through without any distress.

The author has something to say:

Looking at Cang Qi's character positively: kind, gentle, non-controversial, and indifferent.On the contrary, it is, retreat, forbearance, melancholy, sacrifice.The obverse is greater than the reverse.

Lianzheng's character is positive, flamboyant, proud, unyielding, and fiery.On the other hand, it is conceited, arrogant, and ruthless.The reverse side is larger than the front side.

They thought that the Soul Locking Art was to block one of the souls, but it was actually a fusion, which will be discussed later.

Then, don't doubt it, being strong will definitely become a hurdle that the old man Dijun can't get over in front of his mother-in-law.