How many times the group portrait is spring

Ning Qing's tenderness is silent, even if Yan Huai is cold and thin, he can't refuse a person who is silent and giving. He blindfolded for a long time, listening to the wind, no one knocked on the tightly closed courtyard door, Yan Huai opened Mouth: "I don't remember you, and you don't bother me."

The person who was rejected was silent for a long time, until Yan Huai thought he had left.

"It's okay, it's okay if you don't remember me," he said.

"Yan Huai, I've been looking for you for 12 years, and it doesn't hurt to let you remember me for another ten years."

"I can wait for you for ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, tens of thousands of years..." The outsider paused, "As long as you come, I will wait."

"If I don't come."

"I'll go find you."

Two people who are clearly separated by a door, why the mountains are so far away and the sea is so wide.

Yan Huai couldn't see it, but he could feel it. Today should be a very sunny day. He held the flute pendant in his hand, and he slowly clenched his hand. It was very affectionate. He answered it, but simply didn't answer it.

Outside the door, Ning Qingjing looked at the distant mountains, and unconsciously squinted his eyes. In the earlier time of Xuantianzong, there was such a beautiful sunny day. At that time, he said: "The weather is really good today, go back."

Now I don't even consciously say it.

Yan Huai couldn't see it, but he could feel the temperature of the sunny day. He held the pendant and turned around, ignoring the outsiders.

Blindness is blindness, there is one thing to do, Yan Huai was by the window when the masked man fell silently and knelt on one knee, he said lightly, "How about the layout of the spirit lock formation?"

"With Jiaozhu as the eye of the formation, the formation has been formed through Guan Luoyuan, please rest assured, Your Majesty." The masked man bowed.

Yan Huai knocked on the table to show that he knew, and replied: "Hide your identity well, don't disturb others if you have nothing to do."

"Yes."

Sometimes when a person loses his sight, the quiet world becomes noisy. Yan Huai counts the time, and when Mo Yue is ugly, someone throws a flute to him, and the voice of the person is low and low: "Why is Yan Qing in such a mess?"

Yan Huai bowed towards the source of the sound, and replied: "I just don't want strangers to discover the secrets of the cold pool."

Yan Huai's explanation didn't even make sense to him. There were many ways to prevent people from discovering the secrets of the cold pool, so why did he risk his life by jumping down? Besides, with his temperament, how could he explain it.

Yan Zhi understood him, but he didn't reveal it, and only lowered his voice a little: "I hope so."

"The spirit-locking array has been set up, just waiting for the master to come." It was Yan Huai who changed the subject first. This big array was set up for the banquet to cross the robbery. It took a lot of time, effort and financial resources, and it was only for the banquet to be successful in one fell swoop. god.

"Can your body hold it up?" Yan Zhi was thoughtful, "I don't feel relieved without your guardian."

"Subordinates must do their utmost to help the Lord overcome the tribulation." Yan Huai did not answer him directly.

"Okay." After finishing the business, Yan Zhi's tone relaxed, and he stuffed a piece of cake into Yan Huai's hand, and said, "I made the spiritual tonic according to the ancient books, without sugar, the taste may be a little bit Weird, but should work well."

But Yan Huai didn't change his face when he ate, and didn't give him any face.

Yan Zhi glanced at Yan Huai, and looked away helplessly. This person, for more than ten years, has never changed his temperament of not saying anything after suffering. He doesn't think he can swallow that thing, but Yan Huai really faces I ate it without changing my color.

Is it really a meaningless temper?

Yan Zhi's idea is not entirely true, and Yan Huai is not all meaningless, for example, he doesn't like talking to Yan Zhi.

As a demon king, Yan Zhi has a capricious temper, which is normal. It is also normal for no one to talk about this high position. He is the supreme demon king in Moxiu's eyes. He is as taciturn as Yan Huai, and he is ruthless and decisive as a king. It is simply the desire of thousands of demon cultivators.

But this is only for other magicians.

Yan Huai doesn't like talking to Yan Zhi not because Yan Zhi is superior, nor because Yan Zhi is too cruel, but because - he has a lot of truth.

There are two faces in the front and the back, as long as you leave the business, you can't stop talking, and you can express your mood at every turn. You can't strike the silent master, are you afraid?

Yan Huai didn't know if other people had this kind of experience, but he was really annoyed by the banquet.

Fortunately, today's banquet may be because he has suffered internal injuries and is blind, so he doesn't talk too much, or maybe the fearless lord finally has something on his mind, these are not within the scope of Yan Huai's consideration and mediation.

The two were silent for a long time, and it was Yan Zhi who sighed lowly: "You shouldn't have such a soft heart."

"Learn from Xuan Jing, and be more ruthless."

This is the last sentence Yan Zhi left for Yan Huai tonight, he said: Be cruel to others, not yourself.

Xuan Jing is the master of the palace who is in charge of ruling. If you talk about the decisive people in Qianjiu Palace, the banquet ranks first, and he is the second. Their goals are clear and clear, unlike Yan Huai, who does not distinguish between good and evil. Follow it.

As for Yan Huai, he was too cruel to himself.

Shu Huayan, who was watching and packing his luggage in the east, was also talking about this. He looked at Qianji's newly-made mask, the pile of flutes that Sumei put in, and some of the spiritual things he stuffed, and sighed lazily. With a sigh, he sighed: "Yanzhi is really not a person, as long as you can't die, you can use it to die, right?"

"After all, this is the matter of the young palace master and the mansion." Su Mei patted Shu Hua's shoulder.

"Yan Huai will lose half his life if he breaks the enchantment at the entrance of this demon domain, right? He has to be struck by lightning for Yanzhi." Shu Huayan felt aggrieved, and then stuffed two thousand-year-old ginseng into the package.

Yan Huai, it’s like they are model workers in Qianjiu Palace. They do everything all year round. They usually do things, even when they are injured. They have never seen him take a rest after several internal injuries. stop doing things.

Thinking about it this way, Shu Huayan couldn't help but feel melancholy again. He and Yan Zhi rescued Yan Huai at the beginning, so how could Yan Huai treat them so differently.

I still remember the day when they picked up Yan Huai, the sky was gloomy, Yan Zhi walked in the dense forest of the Eastern Realm with many poisonous insects and beasts in his hand, Shu Huayan knew how powerful Yan Zhi was, so he just put on a face and joined Yan Zhi in this trial coming.

Yan Zhi actually did not agree to him, but Shu Huayan has always been firm, and if he does not refuse, he agrees.

They were not infested by monsters along the way, and some of them were slashed by Yan Zhi's sword. Yan Zhi was only seventeen at that time, right?It really doesn't look like seventeen at all.Shu Huayan complained silently in his heart, but followed Yanzhi honestly.

Until, the sky became more and more gloomy, and Shu Huayan saw, not far away, a dark figure crawling towards them. Shu Huayan, who was afraid of molluscs and ghosts, immediately squeezed Yanzhi's arm and yelled. Groundhog: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Yan Zhi was indifferent, and pushed Shu Huayan away from his hand. He was about to go forward with his sword to explore, when suddenly the heavy rain came, washed away most of the dirt on the man's face, and the face became clear stand up.

How should I describe his appearance, even if I close my eyes, it won't hurt at all. When I first met Shu Huayan, I couldn't describe it. After reading a poem by chance, he found a suitable description for Yan Huai: A young master should only see paintings , which I alone know.When you write that the water is poor at the end of the day, you must not be a person in the dust.

"Save...save me..." With such a weak tone, the man stretched out his hand and moved in the direction of Yanzhi.

Yan Zhi stood still with his sword in hand, looked at the downcast man half-scrutinizingly, and held his hand before the man's hand dropped completely. He looked down at the man and asked, "I'll save you!" ,what can you give me?"

"Willing to serve..." Before the words fell, the person had completely passed out.

Before Yan Zhi could make a statement, Shu Huayan, who was still screaming like a groundhog behind him, spoke in the same tone as a groundhog screaming, but changed the words: "Save him!!!"

With Shu Huayan's temperament, no matter what the situation is, she can love beauty like a madman.

Yan Zhi unleashed his sword, and without asking Shu Huayan to help, he carried the fainted young man on his back alone. Their ages seemed to be about the same, but the man on his back must have been tortured, otherwise how could he even stand up? Can't get up.

Yan Zhi held the sword in one hand and supported the man behind him with the other. Ren Shuhuayan twittered for a long time and ignored him. The rain hadn't subsided, and they didn't bring umbrellas. It was a bit difficult to walk all the way, and they were almost out of the dense forest, Shu Hua The banquet is still howling, as for the content of howling: he is too good-looking, right? ? ?God, how can there be such a beautiful brother?

The banquet was read impatiently by him, he said: "Shut up, Yanhua."

Shu Huayan resolutely kept silent, and after all these years with Yanzhi, he knew too well when to shut up, pretend not to exist, and run away.

And, although Yan Zhi didn't say anything about it, he personally carried the person on his back, which meant that he really planned to save this person.

Shu Huayan looked at the man's handsome features for a long time, and secretly sighed in his heart that he could be saved, so he stopped his temper, and the people he decided to save would definitely be saved, even if it was the owner of the medicine king valley or the wandering ghost doctor Qianqiu. It's all possible.

This kind of thing, Shuhua Yanben just thought about it, but unexpectedly, Yanzhi really asked someone to 'invite' Qianqiu over.

Qian Qiu, who was suppressed by several people, had a bad face, and found that Yan Zhi, the chief envoy, had no mood swings when he saw him. Qian Qiu's face was even worse. He is a ghost doctor after all. He can see the character at a glance.

Qianqiu didn't have the arrogance of those people in Wanggu, he didn't have any problem that you caught me here and I wouldn't see a doctor even if I died, he just smiled flatteringly: "What's the matter, everyone?"

Qianqiu thought about it later, and was very grateful that when he told him about seeing a doctor, he didn't flinch at Yanzhi. If he had followed Yanzhi's style, he would probably have died on the spot.

The more he was investigated by the unconscious man, the more ugly Qianqiu's face became. When he turned to face Yanzhi, he forced a smile and said: "His spiritual root has been abolished, his meridians are disordered and full of poisons are rampant. I have old eye disease, it's not worth saving it..."

Qian Qiu omitted minor injuries and illnesses and didn’t say anything, let alone that he really didn’t want to save him. It’s not impossible to save this person, but his years of savings are about to bleed!

Seeing that Yan Zhi was indifferent, Qian Qiu couldn't help but add another sentence: "With all due respect, finding ten single spiritual roots to raise is better than saving one..."

Qianqiu didn't dare to say the following words, because Yan Zhi had already drawn his sword, and there was still no emotion on that face, he only heard him say: "I want to save you, I need you to teach me?"

That was the first time Qianqiu experienced Yanzhi's devilish nature, and it was also the first time that Shu Huayan felt what a leader's temperament was. Yanzhi was born to be the overlord.

So Shu Huayan set a small goal, and hugged Yanzhi's thighs tightly, then he can be a happy dude who eats and drinks a lot!

Looking at it now, he has indeed fulfilled his dream.