My male coach breaks the void

Liu Shuhan didn't know that in another world, people always compare memories to yellowed old photos, and remember them always in the third person, vivid and far away.He just felt that this memory was a bit too clear—the boy in red put his hands on his shoulders, and there was something in his eyes that even he, an old goblin who had been around the world for many years, didn't quite understand. Everything in the world was nothingness. , only in front of him is what he really has in this life.

For some reason, Liu Shuhan always felt that this kind of thing had happened, in the memory that was very similar to old photos, in that dusk when he had no ability to resist.

"...Ahhh, it's embarrassing for us to say this. If you're really embarrassed, find a place where no one is around," the boy suddenly withdrew from the umbrella, squinting his eyes and looking very happy.Liu Shuhan looked at him quietly for a while, and then covered his head with the half that was given to him before - that guy was not afraid of the rain at all, or in other words, the rain never fell on him at all.

Is it some kind of extraterrestrial expert, or a cultivator?

Liu Shuhan pursed his lips with a complicated expression.

This guy who didn't know where he came from suddenly stood in front of him and became nervous, which really made him hard to guard against.But regardless of whether the concubine or concubine is still the young master of the Liu family, how could he not have learned anything?

"Do you know that mountain?" Liu Shuhan regained his composure, with the most common smile on his lips: "Behind this city, there is a mountain called nothingness, and there is a dilapidated pavilion on it, do you know? "

The little boy didn't speak, but frowned.

"The so-called things that determine my life can only be said in a place where I have full control. In such an embarrassing place, it must be difficult to kill even a powerless scholar like me."

"...Okay." The little boy thought for a while, and seemed to be relieved again: "You can do whatever you want, as long as you are happy."

In fact, he knew about the small pavilion on the mountain. It might not even be known to the family of medicinal herbs that lived in Pengchuan City for generations.It's just that he followed a young man like Liu Shuhan many, many years ago... Maybe this matter is a bit wretched... Don't pay attention to these details!What needs to be paid attention to is that young man with the same surname Liu, even a child, who learned blood sacrifice at such a young age-it is an extremely cruel method that requires a lot of blood, and at least hundreds of people.Neither the martial arts nor the comprehension world would usually invite such a big move, let alone a dilapidated pavilion.

Yes, that child established a blood contract with a pavilion - as long as the blood of the Liu family continues for a day, the pavilion will not be stronger than him in a radius of ten miles.However, the tribute of the blood sacrifice is still too little, and the already spiritual pavilion will not consume its hard-earned power in order to expel powerful beings. It chooses another way, and enters the limited range. Cultivating people, cultivating monsters, and even powerful human beings will become weak and weak. Let alone martial arts, even bending down to pick up two leaves will be exhausted.

Scholars are at least inferior to chickens, this tm is simply... [白眼]

The little boy tried his best not to think about his tragic past in the pavilion, and then went to the so-called place where "he can fully control" with Liu Shuhan... What the hell is going on!

"Tell me, what kind of serious matter is it that made you step into danger so unsuspectingly?"

The rain outside the pavilion did not stop for a while as Liu Shuhan imagined, but it fell more and more heavily, and even the trees not far from the pavilion could not be seen clearly, everything seemed to be covered with a layer of mist .Liu Shuhan suddenly remembered a long time ago, a person whose face he couldn't remember described to a child like him all the scenery of the entire continent - the busy streets of Yuhan City, the boundless waves of Haijing City, the sight of Tianshan Mountain Even the white snow, all the places under the sky are in his words, and his sight is no longer limited to the deep house and compound covered with mist.

It's amazing...

Liu Shuhan stroked his eyes.

Why do things that I haven't thought of for so many years suddenly come to my eyes so violently?

"I said you need to change your character," the man leaned against the pavilion with a smile, "Knowing that the other party knows your details, you are still so unceremonious. The most taboo thing for monks is to lose your cultivation base. Fortunately, I ..."

"Otherwise, if someone gets angry, it won't be a problem to strangle you to death on the street." He muttered in a low voice, "A few monks have never had blood on their hands, how did you become so stupid?"

"Don't talk nonsense," Liu Shuhan ignored the familiar atmosphere, and said with a cold face: "What is your purpose? If it's because of what you said will 'affect my life', then it doesn't have much to do with you, right? .”

"You must be trying to gain some benefit from me."

"What a fart." Tao Yao suddenly changed her nerves before, and was serious...

He pressed Liu Shuhan's head.

"Since you always think for yourself that I have some purpose, then I'll just show you the future."

------------I am the dividing line of cuteness----------

"It seems that your original military adviser is not much better than me." Qu Liushang was eating melon seeds, sitting under the dilapidated pavilion, raindrops passing through him...

Yes, through.

At first he just thought "This is just like a holographic movie, I'm really handsome", or "What the hell is wodema afraid of", but after watching Liu Shuhan and Tao Yao grow up, he's so boring, and he doesn't know the so-called show of affection During the journey, he has gradually gotten used to this weird way of life - he now feels that he is really watching a movie, or following the protagonist's stream of consciousness, rather than "thinking" - even if he is not careful now Even if he fell and passed through Liu Shuhan's body, he didn't think it was a big deal.

It's as if the world really has nothing to do with me.

To be honest, Qu Liushang felt a little comforted.

You see, he has only experienced this kind of thing once, and in such a short period of time, he can adapt a lot, and he still doesn't have a sense of substitution. A guy like Fang Rongdao, who is born into a god, must be much better.

It was so good that the things he saw were just seen, and no matter how those stories ended, he couldn't feel sad for anyone.

"Oh?" Fang Rongdao smiled: "Why do you say that?"

"You can see that he is so self-confident. He contradicts himself in many places. He wants to be heartless but can't let it go. He wants to believe but has no courage to believe. How can he look like the 'Liu Shuhan' I wrote?"

"Then," Fang Rong said with a smile that was so unpredictable that Qu Liushang shuddered: "What kind of 'Liu Shuhan' did you write?"

"Insidious, strategic, thoughtful, and can even be directly evaluated as scheming?"

"I think..." Qu Liushang shrank to the side: "Isn't that what a military division is like?"

"Shouldn't things like daring to be the first in the world, loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, and so on, all in our imaginations? The so-called military advisers are all for selfish reasons."

Qu Liushang lowered his head, carefully piled the skins of the melon seeds into a pile, scattered them under the tree, and put the unfinished melon seeds back into the bag.Such a little gadget, because Fang Fang bought it for her, is so precious.

Sooner or later, he will be swallowed up by this terrible... person.

"You are quite shrewd in what you say." Fang Rongdao watched the quiet movement of the dumpling in front of him, and said the same quietly.

It was the first time that Qu Liushang felt that human voices could be so pleasant, like springs flowing through the mountains, like clouds before a storm, cold and watery, like ice packs placed on the forehead when having a fever, Actinomycetes floating in the air after rain.

Lu Yangu looked at them without saying a word.

He knew his mission a long time ago, and I am afraid that this mission is only known to him.From birth to now, the road of cultivation is long and long, and he walked alone.Qu Liushang often said that Fang Rongdao was lonely, but in fact his loneliness was no less than him.

But now, as a lonely person, he looks at another lonely person who finds someone who makes him not lonely, and he feels even lonelier.Before Qu Liushang suddenly changed his attitude towards him outside the inn, he was not unprepared. Long before the man in gray who smiled at everyone came to this world, he knew that he would be treated differently after all.

As the so-called "creator of this world", even in the face of this person who is even different from Fang Rongdao, his eyes are as clear as ever.

Sure enough, I am still very interested.

Lu Yangu slid open the fan little by little, revealing an unknown pattern on it.

"But, the so-called selfishness will not make you mess up?" Fang Rongdao asked: "Your so-called selfishness is based on survival."

"Isn't it? Everything in this world, the protection of the environment, the care for future generations, and the love for the people around you are all just the needs of survival in the final analysis." Qu Liushang sat upright and began to respond to this question head-on: "Although It sounds so, but all living things are here just to survive."

"Like Liu Shuhan now, I don't know how he will face the cruelty of this world."

Speaking of this sentence, Qu Liushang suddenly hesitated.

The so-called cruelty of this world was arranged for them by him.

"But when you face some people, aren't you cruel?" Fang Rongdao said calmly, as if he had buried everything he had experienced in the corner of the world, and then everything was just passing by: "Believe you Knowing my threat to you, you escaped all the way to Pengchuan by relying on your intuition. But you are still with me now? You still show that you care about me. I think people like you should not care about me. would cover up too much."

"More importantly, how do you know that your current chaos is not for your survival? There are many things in this world that humans cannot bear, so they will avoid these things in such an unreasonable way."

It's like I almost killed you the moment I met you, but now I feel that you are the only person in this world that I must protect.

Fang Rongdao didn't look at the man's slightly ordinary but extraordinarily attractive eyebrows and eyes, and said silently in his heart.

It’s true...Qu Liushang suddenly felt powerless to refute—he didn’t know the relationship between the Peach Blossom Demon and Liu Shuhan before, but the sentence "There are some people in this world you know you have to believe at a glance", Qu Liushang felt very Contradictory - he followed the rules of survival and believed this sentence full of unsafe information.

"Okay, okay... what you say is what you say, I just care about you." Qu Liushang waved his sleeves and said indifferently: "No matter how you treat me, you are a character I wrote. "

"So don't feel too lonely, this world exists for you, and all the emotions it is endowed with are poured into you."

"…uh-huh."

Fang Rongdao turned his head to stare at Qu Liushang's face, and suddenly found that this guy was not as ruddy and shiny as a young man, at least he thought that the guy who wrote such a weird character like him should be a young man—this gray dumpling has a pretty face and a pretty face, In such a rainy day, he even occasionally felt that this guy was not a human being.

But the heart inside this body is very warm.

At least he believes that the kind of person who can build a world by himself, no matter cruel or not, must be as warm as a quilt without holes in winter.