After being hit by a demon that fell from the sky

"What are you thinking?" He Lanjue squeezed his hand secretly, "Why is it so cold and still full of sweat?"

Zhang Yan wanted to withdraw his hand subconsciously, but He Lanjue grabbed his hand and covered it with his own hands: "Do you feel warmer?"

Zhang Yan said half-seriously: "Partly because of the cold weather, and partly because you were scared."

He Lanjue was stunned, and the smile quickly retreated from Tao Hua's eyes: "Did I really scare you?" The young man drooped his shoulders, looking pitiful.

Today is Valentine's Day, how could he say such a thing.Zhang Yan was so annoyed that he wanted to punch himself, he quickly said, "I'm just kidding." He also pressed his other hand on the back of He Lanjue's hand, "Oh, your hands are really warm..."

It's just a role. Actors and roles are always separated. In real life, no one can live forever wearing a mask.

After the beginning of spring, the weather in Chenhai became clearer day by day.

When the doorbell rang, Zhang Yan was sitting on the balcony basking in the sun.He Lanjue is filming in other places, no one should come here to look for him, someone must have found the wrong door.With that in mind, he decided to ignore the doorbell.

But the person who came meant that if you don't open it, I will keep pressing it. Zhang Yan, who was overwhelmed by the disturbance, had no choice but to get up and open the door.

The strange boy standing at the door was carrying a big schoolbag. When he saw him, he showed a simple smile: "Big brother, my cousin asked me to come to you."

Where did the child come from? !

Zhang Yan blinked: "Who is your cousin? Kid, did you go wrong?"

The young man said confidently: "My name is Yin An, you must know my cousin." He took out his mobile phone from his schoolbag, dialed the number skillfully and handed it to Zhang Yan: "Here, tell my cousin Bar."

Zhang Yan took it over suspiciously: "Hello, who is it?"

Wu Qin's voice came from the opposite side of the microphone: "Zhang Yan?"

"it's me."

Wu Qin said concisely: "I'm going on a business trip for a few days, take care of my cousin for me."

"Hey, why does your cousin..." I take care of it?Before he could finish speaking, the phone on the other side had already hung up, and only Yin An and Zhang Yan were left staring at each other.

Yin An smiled honestly: "Brother Zhang Yan, can I come in?"

Zhang Yan sighed with a headache. Although this child appeared inexplicably, he couldn't let a minor live on the street, right?

He had no choice but to let Yin An enter the door, pointing to the direction of the guest room: "You can live in that room. Just put your luggage in the room."

Yin An was a natural acquaintance, and thanked him with a smile: "Okay, thank you Brother Zhang Yan."

He walked halfway with his schoolbag on his back, stopped suddenly, and said to the air, "Eh? My friend, why are you dressed like this?"

He looked up and down in the void, clapped his hands happily and said: "I see, you are in cosplay!" After that, he reached out to touch it, showing an expression of admiration: "The texture of this clothes is so good, it must be very expensive Bar?"

Zhang Yan stared dumbfounded at him talking to himself,

Yin An looked back at Zhang Yan who looked surprised, looked back and forth, and then asked tentatively, "Brother Zhang Yan, can't you see him?"

"What? Who?"

Yin An showed a suddenly realized expression: "Brother Zhang Yan, don't be afraid, generally the friends 'over there' are very kind and will not hurt you."

The second monk Zhang Yanzhang couldn't figure it out: "A friend from 'over there'?"

Just as he was talking, Bing Po showed his figure in the void, showing the iconic expression of "The world owes me 300 million", Zhang Yan finally realized that what he saw was Bing Po.

Yin An came over and said in a low voice, "It's a ghost..."

Bing Po immediately snorted: "You are the ghost!"

Yin An leaned over and walked around Bing Po: "Aren't you a ghost? What is that?"

The temperature dropped rapidly in just a few seconds, Zhang Yan quickly stood between the two of them: "He's not a ghost."

"Brother Zhang Yan, so you can see it?" Yin An looked at him in surprise.

"Only when he is willing to show me..." Zhang Yan scratched his head, smiled "hehe", and used the trick of fooling Dafa: "I didn't expect you to have such sharp eyes, little cousin, so I won't hide it from you. In fact, he is My little elf. I saved his life before, and now he's here to repay the favor."

Bing Po showed a look of contempt behind him.

Yin An looked at him curiously: "So you are an elf? I get along well with all the ghosts and monsters I meet. I believe we can get along happily too. Come on, let's have a good time." Life starts with a hug!"

After saying that, he opened his hands towards Bing Po.

Bing Po made a "cut" sound, and didn't bother to hide his tracks, just ignored Yin An and walked away.

Zhang Yan patted Yin An's shoulder, and began to smooth things over to comfort the rejected little cousin: "Then what, this child admits his birth."

Yin An withdrew his arm indifferently: "It's okay, I know that there must be hot magma hidden in the heart of an iceberg." He stood on tiptoe and patted Zhang Yan's shoulder forcefully, "I, known as Yingzhou Small Stove, I will definitely melt the ice on his surface with enthusiasm!"

No, no, you misunderstood, this guy is nothing but ice, there is really no magma like you said!

A big drop of sweat fell from Zhang Yan's head, what happened to Wu Qin's cousin?And where is Yingzhou?Little cousin's hometown?

In any case, Yin An just stayed at home.

Bing Po has been very upset these two days, so let's forget about Xiaobai, why can this human being see himself?

What's more, when he opened the refrigerator door, he found that the cake that appeared every day was gone.

Bing Po's eyes suddenly ignited raging anger: Who moved his cake? !

Zhang Yan?No, he doesn't really like cake, that's just the new kid.Bing Po turned to look at Yin An who was playing a game, with a gloomy expression: "Did you eat my cake?"

"Yeah." Yin An was busy playing the game, staring at the screen, and said without lift his head, "That was your cake, I'm sorry, I'm not intentionally ... ah ah, what are you doing?"

Yin An stared in horror at Bing Po who was clutching his neckline.

Bing Po's emerald green eyes seemed to be on fire, and he said word by word: "No, Xu, eat, egg, cake, do you understand?"

Yin An's neckline tightened, he couldn't breathe, he was frightened by Bing Po's vicious tone for a moment, he hurriedly nodded obediently.I didn't expect this iceberg to erupt so scary.

It's a pity that my stomach growled uncontrollably.Facing Bing Po's disgusted expression, Yin An showed a flattering smile: "Well... I'm hungry again..."

Bing Po frowned and looked in the direction of the bedroom. Is Zhang Yan's nap time too long?Usually he would only take a nap for half an hour, but today he actually slept all afternoon.

He let go of Yin An and snorted: "Go wake Zhang Yan up and ask him to order takeaway. Otherwise, you will only be hungry."

Ah, it turns out that cakes are off-limits to icebergs.Yin An clutched his chest, walked to the door of the master bedroom with lingering fear, and knocked on the door: "Brother Zhang Yan? Are you awake?"

But at this moment, Zhang Yan was struggling up and down in the dream.

It has only been a few months in reality, but his dreams have spanned hundreds of years. These dreams are becoming more and more frequent and more and more real.

Zhuang Sheng Mengdie, Diemeng Zhuang Sheng, sometimes he even felt that Helan Yanqing was real, while he was just a dream of Yan Qing, and even after waking up, this trance still persisted for a long time.

But Zhang Yan always had doubts, and he didn't tell He Lanjue about his dream—the situation of He Lanyan in the dream was getting more and more wrong.

On the way down the mountain for the trial, Qingxi and others intended to use the trial to get rid of him, but never thought that He Lanyanqing would walk out of the magic cave alive, and seriously injured Qingxi with the exercises taught by Qingjue.This is also the reason why He Lan Yanqing was punished to kneel in front of the jade steps.

Qingxi bites back, accusing him of murdering his fellow disciples in order to seize such evil things as Chi Lianzhu, and accuses him of secretly practicing magic skills on the grounds that his skill has improved so fast that there may be something wrong.

Hearing this, the sect leader was really afraid, and ordered He Lanyanqing to hand over Chi Lianzhu, and forced him to reveal the skills he secretly practiced. Helan Yanqing didn't know that there was such a thing as Chi Lianzhu, let alone betray Qing Jue. He couldn't argue with his mouth, and finally ended up with the result that the exercises were abolished and expelled from the direct lineage, and he became a humble outer disciple again.

In the dream, Helan Yanqing was covered in cold sweat, struggling to hold the wound on his abdomen, staring at the pale and thin woman in front of him, his eyes were almost bleeding.

"Yunling...why..."

He had thought that at least this junior sister who was his childhood sweetheart would not treat him like this.

"Senior brother, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." The woman named Yunling also burst into tears, shrugging her shoulders and trembling slightly, but her hands firmly pulled out the Demon Breaking Dagger inch by inch.

The wound immediately bled profusely, and the pain hit him. His knees softened and he fell to his knees.

The hot blood gradually wet the ground, resentment and unwillingness welled up in Yan Qing's eyes: "Why do you even betray me?!"

"Why? Humph, because you're damned!"

A familiar voice came to his ears, and he looked up, it was Qingxi.

"It's you?" His eyes wandered between Qingxi and Yunling, and he fully understood in an instant that it was Qingxi who asked Yunling to trick him into coming to the Cliff of Duanqing, and he was the one who forced her to kill him.

The Cliff of Duanqing, which breaks thousands of emotions, people who die under the cliff cannot be summoned.The soul is trapped in the mist under the cliff and cannot be reincarnated, so there will be no liberation for eternity.

For ten years, this person has never let go of himself, pressing each other step by step, and finally reached the point of view.

"Heh—" He Lan Yanqing sneered, "I'm a mere outer disciple, why is it worth your trouble?"

Qingxi looked at him with gloomy expression, pleasure, and pain, twisted together to be extraordinarily ferocious: "Outer sect disciple? Hmph, ridiculous, you, a descendant of the Helan Demon Clan, a remnant of the evil way, dare to call Qingyang sect openly Disciple self-proclaimed?"

Helan Yanqing's pupils shrank suddenly: "I am... a remnant of the evil way?"

"In the battle of Zhuxin Valley more than a hundred years ago, the righteous way was damaged countless times, and my parents died at the hands of the Helan clan. Do you think I should be upset or hate you? If the head of the sect is not compassionate, thinking about it in your year Young and innocent, I brought you back to be raised, you should have died in Zhuxin Valley long ago! From the moment my parents died in front of my eyes, I have made an oath that one day, I will wipe out the Helan clan!"

He Lanyanqing didn't listen to this long passage at all, but just repeated the words "the remnants of the evil way" in a daze.

All the hatred has the most reasonable explanation, just because he is Helan Yanqing, no matter how hard he tries, he can only be hated, trampled and insulted.

Yan Qing smiled sadly: "Since I am a remnant of the Demon Sect, why does the head accept me as a disciple?"

"It's not like someone is helping you secretly." Qingxi replied: "Since you are going to die, then I will let you die to understand that Qingjue is not someone you should provoke. If you will be your outer disciple honestly, There would be no such evil results as today.”

"A Jue?" Two rays of light shot out from Yan Qing's dying gray eyes, and he only heard the word "Qing Jue", "Do you know where A Jue is?"

It has been ten years, and he has endured humiliation in Qingyangmen for ten years, just for Qingjue's words "wait for me to come back".

Qingxi's expression calmed down again: "You shouldn't know this, Helan Yanqing, go to hell."

Helan Yanqing had already retreated to the edge of the cliff, Qing Xi pushed Yan Qing, who had no strength to resist, fell down the cliff.

The wind whistled in his ears, his hair danced wildly, blood loss and weightlessness were about to take away his remaining consciousness.

Helan Yanqing gazed at the endlessly burning sunset in the sky for the last time, the Qionglou Yuyu on the top of the mountain and the mountains full of buildings and pools, and closed his eyes regretfully and sadly.

—— Ah Jue, I'm sorry, I probably won't be able to wait for you...