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When Yaobai came out of Brahma Realm, the sky was not completely bright yet, the sky was a transparent blue-gray, scattered with a few stars.

Wen Bufan's face was always tossed and turned in his mind, calm, indifferent, indifferent face, even if he looked at it even more, he felt suffocated.The pain that split the fairy seemed to come back again, like countless rampant needles placed on his chest.

"I'm going to kill Mangtian," Yaobai said to him.

Wen Bufan was silent for a while, and told him: "Mangtian has been trapped in the ice of the vast sea for tens of thousands of years, and has been by my side since he came out."

"so what?"

"He took no life."

Yao laughed angrily, bent down, and stared at Wen Bufan's face that was close at hand.

Wen Bufan silently turned his face to one side, and said: "Xiaobai, if you have resentment in your heart, just come to me. It is I who created Mang Tian's character today, and my karma with him should not affect others."

Yao Bai suddenly placed a finger on the side of his face, and bit by bit he straightened his face.Wen Bufan didn't seem used to being restrained like this, his brows trembled slightly, but he didn't escape.

"Of course I have grievances, but why are you in a hurry." Yao Bai said word by word, "Are you afraid that I don't have time to settle accounts with you?"

Wen Bufan was forced to look at him with a painful expression.This is not the first time he saw a painful look on Wen Bufan's face, in fact, after coming out of Mount Radius, every time he saw Wen Bufan, he would have this expression.Perhaps it is because the noble Buddha is always very painful to see the "evidence" of his greed.

Yao Bai's hand moved away from his chin, shifted upwards to remove the small red mole under his eyes, then twisted it vigorously, and whispered to himself: "This mole grows well."

It is a fickle fate.

"Ah Yue," Yao Bai ignored the bruises on the opponent's face that he had rubbed, and turned to greet the spirit pet who was squatting aside, "Let's go."

-

Yaobai wanted to find someone but had nowhere to go, so he had to go to Huangquan to ask Sangsu for help.

After Sangsu got married, he didn't return to God's Domain very much, and he made gestures to draw a line with God's Domain both openly and secretly.The Empress was helpless, Yaobai's matter was a gap that the mother and daughter could not bridge, she could only quietly ask Qingxiu to move Yuanyun Lake to Huangquan, so that she could be more comfortable outside.

Yuanyuntan is located on the mountain behind the ghost hall, so it is easy to find.

Sang Su smelled the breath and swam up from the bottom of the pool, and saw Yao Bai's half head sticking out by the pool.

Yaobai briefly explained what happened last night, and asked Sangsu to help him find Mangtian.

But Sang Su hesitated, "It's not impossible to find him, but what are you going to do if you find him?"

"Kill it." Yaobai said.

"It's not that simple." Sang Su said, "I explored his soul that day, and it was a very powerful resentful spirit body. Besides, there is Wen Bufan's Buddha's heart to overcome your soul-piercing bones."

Yaobai didn't know what he thought of, so he didn't speak.

Sang Su glanced at him, and then said: "I think this is all Wen Bufan's fault, let him wear it off."

The siblings were talking, when suddenly there was a strange sound from the forest, and it was Luotian who came out from the side bushes.He was wearing a complicated robe today, a crown on his head, and his hair was combed very formally.It looked different than usual.

Sang Su glanced at him sideways, then turned back to Yaobai and said, "Today there are sacrifices in the clan, and this will be the end."

"Xiaobai is here." Luo Tian took off the heavy crown and hugged it in his arms, trotting towards this side.The strong wind woke up the densely blooming purple orchids by the roadside, and the petals fluttered down on him.

This reminded Yaobai of his previous appearance, couldn't help grinning in amusement, and greeted him teasingly, "Brother-in-law."

This appellation was new and delightful to Luotian, a little excited and a little shy, really didn't know what to say, so he hugged the crown and smiled silly, "Hey."

Yao Bai couldn't bear it any longer, and burst out laughing.

In the past so long, it was the first time that Sang Su saw Yao Bai so happy.Things that used to be normal have now become so rare, and I feel sad and unbearable.

When Luotian heard that Yaobai was going to find Mangtian, he immediately said, "Okay!"

Sang Su rolled his eyes at him, "What's the matter, can we not fight the fire."

"This man burned my altar and messed up my wedding," Rotian said loudly, "I haven't settled with him yet!"

Sang Su taunted him relentlessly, "You still have to settle accounts with him, rest and show your strength."

"Why are you doing this?" His big, bright eyes blinked aggrievedly, and he pouted unhappily.

"Huaquan embroidered legs."

Laotian: "..."

Yaobai looked at the two of them, and the haze in his heart seemed to have dissipated a lot.He nodded in agreement with Sang Su, "My sister is right."

The fire that Mangtian set off that day made Laotian really angry, and he didn't give up, "We can always fight together with Xiaobai."

"How do you know that Mangtian won't join hands with Wen Bufan?" Sang Su silently glanced at Yaobai, and yawned sleepily: "Everyone calm down, it's better to find a place to sleep when you have the time."

Yaobai saw that she would not help him anymore, so he casually said, "Okay."

Sang Su could tell at a glance that he was saying yes, but he might be thinking of something else.

Hearing her sigh slightly, Yaobai said helplessly, "It's always reasonable for me not to let you go, but you always have your own reasons."

"Do you still remember that a ray of soul that was branded earlier went to Wen Bufan?"

Yao Bai nodded in doubt, not knowing why he mentioned such a long time ago.

"I didn't say a word about this later, because it was not an ordinary soul, but a 'wandering soul'."

"Impossible." Yao Bai subconsciously denied.

"But it's a fact that 'You Po' chose him as the host," Sang Su said, "If you think about it, think about his relationship with Mangtian, wouldn't it be easy for the two of them to create a calamity?"

Yao Bai was silent for a while, "Whether it is possible is one thing, and whether it is possible is another matter. Wen Bufan is a bastard who deserves to be ashamed, and Mang Tian is not a good one, but they will never go away." Go somewhere."

Knowing that he is very stubborn, no matter how much he says, he may not listen, so Sang Su can only let him go.

Although Yaobai didn't believe that Wen Bufan was the host of 'You Po', he listened to Sang Su's words, so he was even more certain that Mangtian must die.

"Go to the Great Northern Wilderness to try your luck." Sang Su told him, "I can't guarantee that he will still be there when you arrive."

Before leaving, Yao Bai suddenly asked: "The time when 'You Po' found Shang Wen Bufan was the time when my spiritual power was imprisoned, right?"

"Yes," Sang Su asked, "Why?"

Yao Bai shook his head and said nothing.

-

At the same time, Wen Bufan was also looking for Mangtian.He was still seriously injured and couldn't get out of the Brahma Realm, so he could only know the whereabouts of Mangtian through the induction with the Buddha's heart.Two months ago Mangtian had been in the Great Northern Wilderness, where there was a wasteland filled with miasma, and it was naturally suitable for a resentful spirit like him to cultivate.In just a few months, he already felt that the connection between the Buddha's heart and himself was getting weaker and weaker, which meant that Mangtian was trying to assimilate it, and it was quite effective.

Half a month ago, his vague and seemingly absent connection with the Buddha's heart was suddenly broken.

Strange to say, he accepted the fact that the Buddha's heart would never belong to him with unusual calmness.On the contrary, I feel much lighter, as if I finally got rid of the years of drag.

The summer night is cool, the windows of the thatched cottage are wide open, and the lotus lanterns are floating around outside, dimly illuminating the path into the hospital.

Wen Bufan turned over a page of the scripture book, his gaze fell on the first line and remained motionless. The night wind blew in and swept the back of his hand before he turned another page.

Maybe because he felt that he couldn't see anything famous, Wen Bufan closed the book, got up and turned off the lamp on the table.

The wind poured in from the window, and the lotus lantern moved away from the edge of the window and floated towards the corner of the eaves.Wen Bufan paused, walked over and closed the window.

There is only a small lamp in the room, which is dimly lit by the bedside.

Suddenly, a force came from behind, Wen Bufan subconsciously leaned over to hide but did not dodge.Then a pair of hands firmly pressed on his back, first used him on the bed, and then turned him on his back.

These hands were not big, but they were extraordinarily strong, pressing his shoulders tightly all the time, as if they wanted to rub him into the bed.Wen Bufan endured the pain in his back and shoulders, and saw a figure pressing down in a burst of dizziness.

"Xiaobai." Wen Bufan uttered two breaths, and the figure above paused.

Yao Bai didn't intend to enter the house at first, he just wanted to make sure that Mang Tian didn't come back to find Wen Bufan.But when he was outside, he inadvertently took another look into the room. Wen Bufan's hair was tied low and gathered to one side, making his face extraordinarily thin.His injury didn't seem to heal yet, and he was wearing a gray cloth robe, which would always be pulled to his shoulders when the wind blew in.

The more Yao Bai looked at it, the more something was wrong, and the unreasonable mania in his heart intensified.

He only hesitated for a moment before entering the room, the closer he got to Wen Bufan, the more he couldn't control himself, and he did whatever he thought in his heart.

Yaobai let go of Wen Bufan, and stretched out his hand in the darkness to outline Wen Bufan, "You promised me in the sycamore forest that you would become a fairy couple with me, and our names will be engraved on the marriage deed stone, and we will be together forever and ever." together."

Wen Bufan remained motionless, the shadow of the candlelight lingering in his eyes.

"Of course, these are all lies to me." Yao Bai said, "But it doesn't matter, I have learned how to distinguish the truth from lies. I also told myself that nothing is more important than my own happiness."

"Wen Bufan." Yao Bai slowly leaned down, "You are so beautiful, on the one hand I hate you, but on the other hand I really like your face." The breath spread out in a square inch, like intoxicating old wine, smelling it Bufan's consciousness gradually became chaotic, and something was stuck to his lips. This thing was soft, warm, and had a familiar taste.

"Xiaobai!" He finally realized what Yaobai was going to do, Wen Bufan panicked, but his body seemed to be unable to move.

-

Yaobai slept with Wen Bufan in his arms all night, and when he opened his eyes, Wen Bufan had already woken up before him.He was only covered with a thin quilt, with most of his chest exposed.Yaobai turned sideways, feeling a sticky and wet liquid slipping out from somewhere in his body, he frowned unhappily, he didn't know beforehand that this thing would stay in his body overnight.

He rubbed Wen Bufan's shirt at the back, and threw the clothes far away with a sullen face.

Wen Bufan watched him get out of bed without saying a word, picked out his own clothes from a pile of clothes on the ground and put them on, and finally picked up the rest of the clothes and threw them beside him.

Seeing that he was not moving, Yao Bai walked over and asked, "Uncomfortable?"

He didn't feel uncomfortable. Compared with Yao Bai who groaned in pain from time to time, he seemed to be more comfortable, but Wen Bufan always felt that things should not be like this.

This matter should not have happened between him and Yao Bai.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yaobai felt a little impatient, "The discomfort is also your own fault."

"Xiaobai." Wen Bufan called him suddenly, "You hate me, shouldn't you stay away from me?" Why do you still do this kind of thing with him.

"You don't like this?" Yao Bai squinted his eyes, and his expression became bad.

Wen Bufan had nowhere to hide, and finally nodded honestly.

Yao Bai smiled sadly: "That's right, I like everything you don't like."

As he said that, he went up to grab the quilt on Wen Bufan again, Wen Bufan hurriedly held down his body, and looked at him with his mouth pursed.

Yao Bai said: "Not only last night, but also tonight and tomorrow night. You'd better force yourself to like it, otherwise you will be very sad."

After threatening him severely, he turned around and walked out.

"You don't like it either." Wen Bufan's voice came from behind, like sparks falling into dry wood, igniting the anger that had accumulated for a long time in Yao Bai's heart with incomparable precision.

Wen Bufan didn't realize it, and asked him suspiciously: "You are obviously unhappy, why are you pretending to like it?"

Yao Bai turned around slowly, and slowly walked back to the bed, his face was frighteningly dark, Wen Bufan was also stunned when he saw his appearance.

"Wen Bufan, you are really annoying." Yao Bai looked down at him for a long while, then suddenly took out a phoenix feather.This feather is beautiful, full of light, with a dazzling blue tip.

He held the feather in his hand and slowly approached Wen Bufan.The moment it got close to Wen Bufan's chest, it suddenly ignited spontaneously, and the feathers were wrapped in crimson flames.The burning pain made Wen Bufan couldn't help but hide back, but the feather seemed to be biting his skin, and he couldn't shake it off.He reached for it, but couldn't catch anything, the feather had been burned into his flesh.Still so beautiful and shining.

Yaobai watched blankly from the beginning to the end, the feathers on his chest had already melted into Wen Bufan's body, right where his chest was.Still so beautiful, there are streamers shining in the veins.

He no longer looked at Wen Bufan, turned around and left.Out of the door, there was Lang Lang and clear sky outside, Yao Bai walked along the path, not knowing where he was going.

What Wen Bufan said was right, he was not happy, he was not happy to sleep in the same bed with Wen Bufan, and he was not happy to do things with Wen Bufan that should be very happy.

Why are you unhappy? Yaobai felt powerless and even wanted to laugh—because all of this was not voluntary.

Wen Bufan was reluctant.