Leg pendant that regenerates scumbag

Song Yan's world suddenly became quiet, the sounds of shouting and fighting disappeared, those people and things also disappeared, and in his eyes, there was only that one person left.The man stood there quietly, and the scene jumped to many years ago, the man stood in front of him bloody.

The man made himself dripping with blood, and Song Yan at that time was also completely shocked.He was in control of everything, but at that moment, it felt like something was out of control.Before he had time to react, the man grabbed the sword in his hand and left, completely disappearing in front of him.There was a long bloodstain on the ground.

At the moment before he left, Song Yan saw his resolute expression and knew what he wanted.It's just that he may not love that woman, so how can he love the man he imagined with her?Song Yan thought for a long time, but he couldn't figure it out.

The next morning, someone brought him a finger and a piece of blood-stained clothing.It was a remnant of a person after being devoured by wolves.It was the clothes he wore when he left.Song Yan took those relics and stared blankly for a long time.At first, he didn't feel sad, but looking at the empty yard, he felt that there was one person missing.It's just that the longer time passed, the more he felt that what was actually empty was not only the yard, but also his heart.

That kind of vacancy accumulated day by day, forming a kind of longing. At first, it was a faint longing, which was occasionally recalled in midnight dreams, and later became a kind of obsession. He would have some dreams, in which he was always by his side. never left.

Song Yan always did whatever he wanted, this was the first thing he wanted, after he realized what was on his mind, he tried his best to find him back.

He thought it would take a lot of effort, but he didn't expect it to be so simple.That person suddenly stood in front of him.

—he is not dead.

Even if there is a scar on his face, even if his black hair has been shaved, even if he is wearing a monk's robe, even if his body shape has changed a lot, he is no longer that slender boy, but no matter how he changes, he is still Alan, that person.

Song Yan was stunned at first, then joyful, a bit like a happy child.He stood still and said in an almost commanding tone, "Alan, come here."

As expected, the monk's face changed, like surprise, and like fear, his hands were trembling, and the cassock looked so big, wrapping around his thin body.

Song Yan was surprised that his tone was a little stiff, so he softened his tone and said, "Alan, come here."

If it was in the past, that person would have walked over long ago, walked in front of him, hugged his waist, and kissed him secretly on the lips.But now, Ah Lan was still standing there, his face even paler.Originally, the sandalwood scent on his body could cover up the ugliness and hostility, but now, he is like a person who has fallen into the world, his face looks extremely terrifying.

Song Yan didn't feel horrible, but was dissatisfied with A Lan's behavior.He frowned, and wanted to scold him with a straight face, but seeing his pitiful appearance, he didn't make up his mind after all.Song Yan sighed helplessly, walked over, touched Alan's head, and said softly: "Alan, why didn't you look for me? After so many years, even if you lose your temper, you should have had enough."

The monk's eyes suddenly widened, as if he didn't believe that Song Yan could say such a thing. He originally thought that the distance between them was life and death, and it was best not to see each other forever.

People who love so much should hate to the extreme.

He gradually calmed down. What he thought he would never dare to do in his life, now that he did it, it was not so scary.It was just seeing an old friend, and what he was afraid of was the old scar, but in fact, it had been so long, no matter how tragic the scar was, it should have almost healed.

He said calmly: "Benefactor, the poor monk's name is not Ah Lan, but his dharma name is Wuchen."

Seeing him like this, Song Yan was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly chuckled.He was handsome, and when he was not smiling, there was a feminine and hostile look in his eyes, but when he smiled, it was like a spring breeze blowing on his face. Compared with Xie Zhan, a famous handsome man in Jiankang City, he was not much less.

"Alan, I told you, stop making trouble." Song Yan's tone became cold, "It's fine if you don't come to look for me, I don't care about it, go back with me now."

Wuchen took two steps back, regained his deep gaze, a pair of clear black and white eyes without sadness or joy: "It is inappropriate for the benefactor to increase the number of killings here in the important place of Buddhism. The benefactor should leave quickly."

Song Yan's face could no longer hold back, and he couldn't help but change slightly: "Alan, my patience is limited, if you don't leave, I can only let you go."

After Song Yan finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Wuchen's hand.And Wuchen is not someone who can be caught without a fight. He is a swordsman. He has learned a lot of Buddhist methods in the temple, and he has already become a top master.A dust-free figure quickly appeared five steps away, looking at Song Yan expressionlessly: "Benefactor, please leave."

"Unless you come with me."

The two were deadlocked like this.Song Yan's calm and self-sustaining appearance, because his mind was a little disturbed, he didn't think of a countermeasure for a while.The two confronted each other for a long time, and he gradually calmed down those upsets: "Alan, you are not a monk, you are my wife, Song Yan."

Wuchen's eyes, which were neither sad nor happy, gradually changed, like waves on a calm lake.Song Yan quickly caught the wave.

"How can the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng compare with the prosperous world? If you are in love, why should you be by the Buddha's side? Even if you are willing, wouldn't it be an insult to the Buddha?"

Song Yan's tone was calm, but every word he said entered Wuchen's heart, which disturbed his peaceful heart a little.

"Come back with me, I was wrong in the past, I will treat you well." Song Yan said, "Alan, you know my temper, if you insist on not leaving, I don't know what I will do Come on."

Song Yan glanced lightly at Huan Rin, who was half kneeling on the ground, he was holding Xie Zhan tightly in his arms, and Xie Zhan was clenching his teeth tightly, so he was supporting himself with his strength. Can't help Huan Lin?

Wu Chen entered Buddhism, although he is old, but his heart is not long, so how can he be against Song Yan's cunning.He looked at Xie Zhan, the last line of defense had been broken.He came here originally to save Azhan.

"You let them go, I'll go with you." Wu Chen compromised.

The haze on Song Yan's face was swept away, and he smiled again: "A Lan, it's time for you to come here."

He never took a step towards Alan, he wanted Alan to come back to him on his own initiative.So many years have passed, even though he has repented and been sentimental, his desire to control has never changed.

Wu Chen glanced at Xie Zhan again, and walked towards Song Yan.

Song Yan's arrest of Xie Zhan was to bring him back to life, but now that he was already alive, Xie Zhan's going or staying had long since meant nothing to him.

"Let them go." Song Yan said, "I will never do anything again, but Alan, I will not protect them."

Wuchen nodded, and he put a bottle of wound medicine into Xie Zhan's hand: "Leave."

Xie Zhan looked up at him, many thoughts flashed in his eyes, he looked at Song Yan again, and then helped Huan Lin to leave.It's just that he walked out for a long time, but there was a feeling of uneasiness in his heart.He knew that Song Yan's weakness was He Qinglan, and Wuchen's common name was this, so Wuchen was Song Yan's weakness.But even though it is the same weakness, other people's weakness will love and protect, except for Song Yan, Song Yan is a lunatic, who knows how he will treat his lover back?And the state of cleanliness is not good.To Song Yan, Wu Chen is like a sheep in the mouth of a wolf.What will happen to the monk who had to show up to save him?Will he harm Wuchen?

Xie Zhan had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and in the end there was only a deep sense of uneasiness left.Someone had already come over, took his hand, and supported Huan Rin.

When he turned his head again, he had already walked out of Qixia Temple, and Wu Chen was no longer in sight.

Due to the excessive blood loss, Huan Rin's face was pale.They helped him to a tree and took off his bloody robe.There were more than 20 wounds on Huan Lin's body, the most serious one was at the shoulder blade, and half of his shoulder almost fell off.Xie Zhan felt shocking, but still gritted his teeth and treated the wound together.Huan Lin gritted her teeth tightly, but her eyes never left Xie Zhan's body.It seems that only when Azhan looks at him, the wound on his body will not hurt.

They quickly bandaged the wound, but Huan Rin still insisted on riding.

"Song Yan is not the only one who wants me to die. Jiankang City has been lost, we have to run out quickly." Huan Lin gritted his teeth.

So they mounted their horses and continued to run.

At this point, Xie Zhan has no way out, the only way is to run away with Huan Lin.

He no longer wanted to die.

——If you can live, who wants to die?

All the grievances and grievances should be settled after he and Huan Lin escape.Only by being alive can we settle those old accounts.

Xie Zhan doesn't think so much at this time, the first thing is to survive.