Master Xiao thinks about those years

In an instant, candles lit up in the hall.

Everything was suddenly too clear.

Yan Chen fell to the ground, just watching.

At the first glance, with a slight frown, what he saw was an evil man, his clothes were half uncovered, revealing a large chunk of honey-colored skin inside, his black hair was drooping, and his clothes were hanging down.

At the second glance, his chest suffocated, and he saw that it was an arrogant person, the corners of his mouth were raised, and the eyes as deep as a cold pool tempered the gaze of a falcon.

At the third glance, the blood was stagnant, and the Flowing Fire Ring was placed on the index finger of the man's right hand. Suddenly, the past overlapped and complemented each other, and that immature boy's face was born from the memory. After years of sculpting, it was no different from the person before him .

Is that... a symbol?

His apprentice... Fu Nian?

He heard the sound of buildings collapsing in his heart, and the soft words of the person in front of him.

"Are you still running?"

Yan Chen was terrified, and suddenly felt the blood flow backwards all over his body.

There was sarcasm in Fu Nian's eyes, but when he saw the face of the person in front of him clearly, he was obviously stunned for a moment.

He seemed to have seen something in Yan Chen, but for a moment, his gaze became much gentler.

Standing in front of Yan Chen, Fu Nian stretched out one hand involuntarily, stretching towards Yan Chen bit by bit, every inch seemed to be crossing mountains and seas.

Yan Chen's eyes were lost. He watched this completely unfamiliar Fu Nian Fu Nian walking towards him, and he was in a trance. It was the appearance of Fu Nian when he was young.

Clothes in white, half black hair, standing beside him with a beautiful white smile and shouting: "Master!"

Master...

From the gloomy and deep man in front of him, he couldn't think of the talisman, but for a moment, he felt so similar...

Moreover, it is an indisputable fact that he is wearing a fire ring on his hand.

His thoughts were chaotic, those slender fingers were about to touch his face, Yan Chen suddenly woke up, his eyes froze, and he said sharply: "Who... are you!"

After finishing his sentence, Fu Nian's hand hung beside Yan Chen's fair cheek, and with just a slight movement of his fingertips, he could touch his snow-like skin.

"Ah……"

Suddenly, a sinister chirp sounded quietly in the entire hall, light and light, like illusory smoke.

"What are you pretending to be? You just have a bit of a likeness with him..."

Fu Nian's long and sharp fingers slid down from the edge of Yan Chen's fair face, slowly, slowly moved to Yan Chen's thin and thin shoulders, and his fingertips slowly moved down along his blood-red clothes, like a poisonous snake Dive deep into the mountains.

"Your name is Mo Qing, isn't it?"

Yan Chen's veins were aroused by the talisman, and there were bursts of chills.However, his current name is indeed Mo Qing.

Yan Chen's palm turned into blue mist again, wanting to fight back.But the next moment, his jaw was pinched by a sharp hand.

He was forced to meet a pair of lazy eyes.

"Are you still running? Mo Qing?"

Sombre words lingered in his ears, contempt tinged in his casual tone.

Yan Chen's mind roared, he couldn't stand this kind of treatment, he broke free suddenly, Yin Hong looked at the person in front of him: "Let go"

"Let go? Just you, why?"

"You—!" Yan Chen was anxious.

"Can you answer it?"

As he said that, Fu Nian approached again, and his sharp fingers continued to stroke the blood-red clothes on his chest, as if they were picking at an extremely frivolous object.

"Fu Nian!" Yan Chen said with extreme restraint, and finally uttered angrily.

Fu Nian was startled, the gloomy light in his pupils froze for a moment and then diffused again, he almost thought that the person in front of him was his master again.

"There are so many portraits..."

Fu Nian made a sudden move, and once again grabbed Yan Chenxue's chin fiercely.

"It's a pity...you and my master... are still far behind..."

"You——" Yan Chen's pale face turned a thin crimson due to anger, and a pair of eyes filled with snow water froze into ice at this moment, staring straight at the arrogant and wanton talisman in front of him.

"Why don't you call me Ling Chen to listen, maybe I will feel that you are so similar to my master..."

The words fell lightly, Yan Chen flexed and stretched his fingers, staring at the arrogant talisman in front of him, his heart was like a thousand miles of ice.

Lingchen is the character of Fu Nian.

He personally took it for the symbol.

In his previous life, he saw that Fu Nian was born clear and pure, with a pure temperament, so he chose the character for Fu Nian as Ling Chen. Unfortunately, after many years, the word Ling Chen was mentioned again. Facing the person in front of him, Yan Chen was a bit clear and pure, and he could also relate to the person in front of him. Unexpected.

The cute and pure appearance of Fu Nian in the previous life is still in front of my eyes, but suddenly it has evolved into such a devil.

"But it doesn't matter..." Fu Nian turned his head slightly, looking at Yan Chen leisurely: "You are just a prostitute/prostitute."

finished.He quickly let go of his hand, glanced away, and stopped looking at Yan Chen.

The air suddenly became quiet, Yan Chen stood where he was, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

This is not a symbol he recognizes at all...

"My lord, but this new consecratory annoyed you?"

A soft male voice broke the brief silence in the hall, and when the voice fell to the ground, a slender figure pushed the door open and entered.

The target was a man in Tsing Yi.

She was wearing a blue shirt loosely, her black hair was hanging down, and her face was as white as jade.It is a portrait of a soft and boneless beauty.

But if compared with Yan Chen who was dressed in blood, it was far behind.

Yan Chen was stunned, he had never seen such a man and woman, and he knew for the first time that a man's voice could also be as tactful as the oriole on the branch.

"Why is Ran'er here? Don't you have a headache today?"

Fu Nian looked at the man in Tsing Yi with a gentle voice.

"It's much better now, but please trouble your lord to remember my family..." The man in Tsing Yi bowed heavily in the hall.

Yan Chen sensed that something was wrong, he looked at this man and woman, and then he heard Fu Nian's obviously soft voice, even though he had never entered the world in his previous life, he understood human affairs.

After associating back and forth, my face immediately turned red: You bastard!He actually had an affair with a man...? !

"Zhuran originally wanted to have a good sleep, but he really couldn't sleep." The man in Tsing Yi who claimed to be Zhuran smiled, staring at Fu Nian: "No, I just came out for a stroll, and I met Zun who took the initiative." Angry. Ouch, let me see what kind of new beauty has arrived..."

The man in Tsing Yi turned his head and saw Yan Chen, all the smiles on his face froze, he was stunned for a long time before returning to normal.

"My lord...this son...is so handsome and handsome..." Zhuran smiled and looked at Fu Nian meaningfully.

Fu Nian raised his eyebrows: "Oh? How come you are so handsome?"

"Zhuran sees this young master's face is sober, and his appearance is noble and clean... If you don't look at the bloody flower on his forehead, he looks like a fairy..." Zhuran slowly Stepping closer to Yan Chen, he smiled slowly.

Yan Chen didn't like such a false and condescending smile, so he didn't answer with a sullen face.

"Immortal? Ran'er, tell me, which immortal is it?" Fu Nian continued to ask, his tone became very sinister.

"This immortal has been dead for a long time." Zhuran didn't notice the dangerous aura, and continued to speak: "Qing Hui, the number one cultivator of immortals..."

"Snapped!!!"

The loud voice echoed throughout the hall.

Before Zhuran finished speaking, a fierce slap landed on Zhuran's fair face.

Fu Nian's eyes were as dark as night, and blood was surging. He smiled and looked at the inconceivable Zhuran in front of him: "Not everyone can recite my master's name, doesn't Ran'er know?"

Zhuran covered her face and looked at Fu Nian in panic, the surprise in her eyes was still alive: "Ye Zun... I really, really don't know..."

"Snapped!!!"

Another loud slap.

This time, something in Yan Chen's mind was completely overturned.

Fu Nian took back his right hand in a leisurely manner, and said leisurely: "Now? Do you understand?"

"I know..." Zhuran nodded tremblingly, not daring to say another word.The reason why he was surprised was that he couldn't believe that Fu Nian really hit him.

This is the first time Fu Nian has attacked him since he came to Yexingyuan.

Obviously Fu Nian liked him so much before, Ye Xingyuan treated him with courtesy, but this time he just mentioned that person's name...

Obviously...

Zhuran was still in shock.But Yan Chen clearly understood that the person in front of him was indeed not the previous talisman.

His clear and pure apprentice has become a shady demon he has never known.Possessing evil forces unknown to him, temperamental, surly, disregarding etiquette...

It really fully interprets the four characters of shamelessness and shame.

Zhuran was still trembling, with a face full of tears, but Fu Nian had no intention of coaxing this delicate beauty.

"Ran'er, you're tired, go to the side hall to rest!" Fu Nian said leisurely, but her eyes were all on Yan Chen.

Yan Chen flexed and stretched his fingers, as if forbearance.

"Yes, my lord..." Zhuran didn't dare to say any more, so she answered cautiously, then moved her lotus steps lightly, and left the palace.

As a result, only Yan Chen and Fu Nian were left in the hall.

"Mo Qing, you played tricks behind my back today, now... are you ready to accept punishment?"

Fu Nian looked at Yan Chen leisurely with a pair of eyes, his face was full of calm.

Yan Chen didn't want to talk to this bastard.

"Don't talk? Huh?" Fu Nian stepped forward and approached Yan Chen.

Yan Chen looked at the villain in front of him who was getting closer and closer to him, and inexplicably wanted to hide in his heart, but the majesty as a master told him that it shouldn't be like this.

"Don't talk, are you afraid of me?"

Fu Nian stretched out his slender fingers, leaped over Yan Chen's blood-red sleeves in the air, and then came to Yan Chen's fair cheeks like a butterfly.

The sharp fingers touched the soft face, and the two of them felt a slap in the face.

"Spells!"

In an instant, Yan Chen's angry voice resounded through the hall.

What a... villain!

But after not seeing each other for six years, did they become so presumptuous?Is the clear and pure apprentice from the past dead?

Yan Chen's eyes were raging with anger, his chest heaved slightly, while Fu Nian was staring blankly at Yan Chen's furious face, a sinister face lost his soul at this moment.