Celestial Master [entertainment circle]

Luo Shifang couldn't help stretching out his hand, and a cherry blossom petal went around his fingertips.

One second he was still in the illusion created by the heart demon, and the next second he came under the thousand-year-old cherry blossoms. He felt a little panic in his heart, for fear that everything in front of him would be a fragile bubble.

——Did you really come back from the demon world?I obviously haven't found any way to get out, and I can only increase the possibility of leaving through divination.

"Luo Shifang?"

Yan Yuan murmured, and Luo Shifang's figure was reflected in his pitch-black pupils. At this time, he lost his cold and arrogant edge, appearing pale and fragile.

The fingertips of the two touched each other, and only when they touched each other did they realize that everything in front of them was indeed real.

Immediately afterwards, they interlaced their fingers, and a cherry blossom petal happened to fall on the palms of the two of them, and was tightly pressed by their clasped palms.

Not only can you feel the other person's body temperature, but you can also listen to the other person's heartbeat.

The scene in front of you and the people in front of you are not just a dream.

Luo Shifang looked sideways slightly, and the scene of the demon world behind him disappeared with a twist of space.

He said softly, "Mr. Yan, I... am back."

"Ah."

Yan Yuan closed his eyes for a moment, then raised a happy smile, revealing a row of neat white teeth.

At this moment, all reservedness was thrown away, and Yan Yuan unscrupulously showed his true emotions.

The greatest blessing in life is to find something lost.

However, the corners of Luo Shifang's mouth that hadn't moved up suddenly became stiff. He held Yan Yuan's hand, which felt as cold as holding a plaster sculpture. When he tried to probe the opponent's body with spiritual power, he noticed him Seriously injured internal organs.

"Mr. Yan, you are injured! What's going on!"

Luo Shifang held Yan Yuan into his arms with the attitude of a protector, as if treating an extremely precious and fragile object, gentle and domineering.

"About this...it's a long story."

Yan Yuan looked calm and didn't care too much about his injury.

He stretched out his hand, sweeping across the side face, chin, eyebrows and eyes of the other person inch by inch, like a greedy desire.

Feeling the cold skin on his face, Luo Shifang felt that Yan Yuan's behavior was a little abnormal, and he became more nervous immediately.

"Mr. Yan, I will heal your injuries immediately!"

Luo Shifang bit his index finger and was about to draw a spell on Yan Yuan's forehead when his wrist was suddenly grabbed and stopped in mid-air.

"You have many wounds, too."

Although the wound no longer dripped blood, Luo Shifang's body was covered with many scars, and the wound on his left shoulder could even vaguely see traces of bones. The well-dressed and sunny appearance is far from it.

Yan Yuan frowned tightly, his dark eyes suppressed emotions, and there were undercurrents surging.

There is remorse and there is anger.

Blame the Xiyuansi family for obstructing it, and blame him for coming too late for this to happen.

Even Luo Shifang didn't show a trace of pain from the beginning to the end.

But the young man on the apex of his heart looked so embarrassed, it was like stabbing Yan Yuan's heart hard, the blood was dripping, and the pain in his body was even worse.

Luo Shifang frowned slightly, and said with a nonchalant expression: "It's nothing, it's just a small injury, and it's not like I haven't suffered it before."

Just as Yan Yuan put Luo Shifang's injury in the most important position at this time, so did Luo Shifang.

After a moment of stalemate, the two sides saw their own embarrassment in the other's eyes.

Even though the scene of dancing cherry blossoms is extremely beautiful, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it cannot compare to the attention, approach, and concern of the person in front of you.

In the end, Yan Yuan was not strong enough to resist Luo Shifang's persistence, allowing the latter to consume spiritual power to draw amulets to heal himself.

The two sides seemed to have the same aspirations, and said at the same time:

"sorry."

The two voices, which were so neat that they could be completely overlapped, entered the ears of both parties. After a moment of stunned, they smiled helplessly, and said in unison:

"Why do you say sorry?"

Luo Shifang quickly said: "Stop! Let's not say sorry, okay? Between us, we have never been sorry to each other. Mr. Yan's sorry, I will not accept it."

"Well, it's the same as I won't accept your sorry."

This interruption made Yan Yuan feel much better.

One minute later, the spell Luo Shifang painted with blood gradually sank into his forehead, and his face became more bloody.

Yan Yuan stretched out his arm.

This time, he hugged Luo Shifang back without hesitation, because the other party was no longer an illusion created to cater to his inner desire.

The hearts of the two were tightly pressed against each other, as if even their heartbeats were becoming one.

"are you tired."

Three simple words rang in his ears, and Luo Shifang immediately felt a little bit of grievance from the bottom of his heart.

"Well, I'm tired, very tired."

The karma between him and Mr. Lang Xing was resolved, and then he was thrown into the demon world with no way out. Apart from fighting these days, it was fighting.

No matter how talented he is in fighting, no matter how determined his will is, he is still alone. In the situation of being alone, he can only cheer himself up.

Then, he was also attacked by the inner demon, opened his heart, and saw some things that he had previously avoided.

After Yan Yuan blew through the cold wind, his body temperature was not high, even chilly.

But Luo Shifang felt extremely at ease.

He found himself at last a haven of call.

A calm smile rose from the corner of his mouth: "Mr. Yan, I just met a mutated heart demon, and that heart demon showed me a picture of you marrying a wife and having children. I... am very unhappy."

Yan Yuan's heart moved, and he didn't speak, but made his hug a little harder to express his feelings.

Luo Shifang continued: "In the illusion, I didn't come back from the demon world. I don't know how long it took. You got married. The bride was a beautiful girl you had never seen before. You wore a suit and exchanged rings with her. After marriage, you The kid who grows up points to the picture of me in the room and asks you who I am, and you say it’s a good friend, best friend.”

best friend...

"Won't get married."

Yan Yuan clenched his fists and said solemnly: "Because I'm not willing to do this. Even if I intend to convince myself, I don't want to see you form a family with other people one day. This feeling is a bit selfish and despicable. It’s not just about good friends, and I won’t change back to being just good friends in the future.”

Luo Shifang: "Well, actually, I should thank that mutated heart demon. He made me face up to this feeling and stop avoiding it."

With that said, he let go of the hug, and held Yan Yuan's hand in turn.

Luo Shifang's expression became extremely serious, his whole body was straight, as stiff as a tree stump.

"Mr. Yan Yuan! I'm really sorry for making you tangled up for so long! Now please leave this tangled up to me!"

He yelled, his whole face flushed red.

But when he was talking, his eyes didn't flutter because of shyness, but stared closely at Yan Yuan to show his attitude.

"I like you because I want you to be a wife! Can you please marry me and live with me for the rest of your life?"

Luo Shifang is not a person who can talk about love.

Especially in terms of emotions, he doesn't even know how to turn around, he is dull and reckless, he is simply a bad novice driver who couldn't be worse.

And his confession gave Yan Yuan a feeling that while things were going to happen naturally, it was also like a dream.

"Luo Shifang, I can accept your thanks, but I don't need your gratitude."

Luo Shifang clenched his fists solemnly: "This is not repayment, if it is repayment, Mr. Yan, according to the ancient rules, you have already been my wife."

——This reaction is quite fast.

"You just said that you want to put the entanglement on yourself?" Yan Yuan's eyes showed a sly look, he turned his head to the side, pretending to be in thought, and said, "Can you repeat what you just said?"

"Ah?" Luo Shifang was stunned for a moment, "This is not a repayment! If it is a repayment, Mr. Yan, according to the ancient rules, you are already my wife!!!"

Yan Yuan raised his forehead: "The previous sentence, the previous sentence."

"Well... I said it too softly before, didn't you hear?"

Luo Shifang's IQ was a little low during this period, and he felt that his voice might not be loud enough, or the stimulation was too loud, and the other party didn't understand, so he straightened his neck, blushed and continued to shout:

"I like Mr. Yan Yuan because I want Mr. Yan to become a wife! So, can you please marry me and live with me for the rest of your life?!"

Yan Yuan couldn't help laughing: "Puchi~"

This confession is too straightforward, too clichéd, and too bad. I guess it's the scene of a car accident for a novice driver's first time on the road, right?

But who made Yan Yuan rare?

Very rare, indescribably rare.

It was so rare that he knew that the driver in front of him was poorly skilled and could easily cause a car accident, so he decisively bumped into it head-on.

The head was not broken, and the blood did not flow, but the heart was knocked open.

And Luo Shifang was at a loss when he heard Yan Yuan actually laughed.

After all, let him say that the lines are lines, and as an actor he can imagine and perform them.

But when he really confessed his heart, his acting skills were directly locked up. Thousands of words are not as real as "I want to spend a lifetime with you".

Just when Luo Shifang thought that Yan Yuan still needed to think about it, the latter replied decisively.

"I am willing."

Luo Shifang blinked and said confusedly, "What?"

"I, Yan Yuan, am willing to spend a lifetime with Luo Shifang on the premise of being married for the rest of my life." When Yan Yuan spoke, his eyes were full of love.

Today may be the most unscrupulous day in his life to express his inner feelings.

Luo Shifang gasped, feeling that his inner emotions were like a volcano. No matter how hard he tried to suppress it, it was difficult to suppress the erupting magma, so he burst out into a shout!

"Wow--!!!"

In the past, he thought that crossing that line would bring confusion and confusion, but it wasn't until this moment that he realized how enjoyable it is to face up to his emotions.

It's even better than eating delicious food when he's hungry!

Yan Yuan allowed himself to be embraced forcefully, but then, the other party's actions nearly cracked his expression.

Luo Shifang hugged Yan Yuan like a princess, and then threw him upwards.

catch.

Throw it up again!

Catch again!

This cycle went on and on, and after four or five times, Luo Shifang stopped.

Throwing a high drama is definitely not something that can be achieved by ordinary couples. Yan Yuan wondered if he would be thrown out if he was not careful if he followed Luo Shifang's strength.

And when Yan Yuan fell to the ground, Luo Shifang grinned, showing eight teeth, plain and bright, like the sun at noon in summer, which almost melted people's hearts.

"I'm going to have a wife."

Saying so, his eyes were so bright that they seemed to fill the entire starry sky, almost releasing light.

Isn't this his goal of leaving the village?One is to get rid of the evil spirit of life, and the other is to find a wife and take them back to spend the rest of their lives together.

Yan Yuan: "..."

The word "wife" is really thunderous, almost splitting people apart.

"Ahem!" Yan Yuan fake coughed twice, almost choking on his own saliva.

Too embarrassed.

Whether it's a good performance or a good mood.

Because the love affair finally came to an end, the corners of Yan Yuan's mouth couldn't suppress a rising smile, but the word "wife" was too straightforward, so the corners of his mouth began to twitch again.

While smiling, he twitched, knowing without thinking that this expression would be ugly, so Yan Yuan put his fist on his mouth.

"Let's change the name."

Yan Yuan felt that he was a big man no matter what, so it was inappropriate to use such a blunt and soft title.

"Ah?" Luo Shifang thought about it carefully, and felt that it was true. Calling Mr. Yan "wife" seemed too weird, and he couldn't help himself.

"Then wife, madam?"

Yan Yuan sighed, but he was already used to Luo Shifang's naturalness: "Let's call him 'Mr.'."

Compared with "wife", "wife", and "madam", the word "Mr" is more euphemistic and flexible, and it is more in line with Yan Yuan's domineering CEO status.

"Sir" has many meanings, one of which is to call one's husband.

"Sir, sir..."

Luo Shifang murmured many times. After all, he had been using the name "Mr. Yan" before, so he didn't feel unaccustomed to it. It was even because he suddenly developed a new meaning for the word. Embarrassed, he scratched his hair.

He said, "You are my Mr. Yan."

"Well, you are my family, Luo Shifang." Yan Yuan has always called Luo Shifang by his first and last name, and occasionally removed his last name and called him by his first name. There is no additional name, but it's good to get used to it.

In the past nearly a year, they have been together day and night, and the traces of each other have already penetrated into their daily lives, and it is hard to let go.

Out of love, Yan Yuan took the initiative to move his head closer for the first time and imprinted on Luo Shifang's lips.

His lips were a little cold, but the emotion in them was so hot that Luo Shifang's skin began to turn red.

"Mr. Yan...?"

Luo Shifang's voice was extremely erratic.

However, Yan Yuan returned to his usual domineering CEO appearance, cold and reserved, or he did it deliberately, thinking that his blushing is too obvious now.

Suddenly, Luo Shifang whispered, "Mr. Yan, your face is blushing."

"Huh?" Yan Yuan touched his face subconsciously.

This time, Luo Shifang lightly touched Yan Yuan's lips.

In the end, he stared at a pair of black eyes that were so moist that any edges and corners were smoothed, and tried to say in a calm tone: "It's evened now."

Yan Yuan: "..."

cunning.

But it's a big cutie.

The two embraced and stood.

Cherry blossoms flying like snow fell on the shoulders and tops of the two of them, forming a beautiful picture.

Suddenly, the whole thousand-year-old cherry tree was coated with a layer of dazzling golden light, and this golden light was twisted into a silk thread, which was connected to the red thread on the two wrists.

The silk thread is integrated into the red thread, which sublimates the quality of the red thread, and further deepens the connection between them.

"Congratulations to the two of you, this is the blessing of the Millennium Sakura. I hope that the two of you can grow old forever and never be separated."

The man in the fox mask who had reminded Yan Yuan before appeared again, and this time his tone became extremely respectful.

"The millennium cherry has not bloomed for 100 years. It is the deep bond between the two that can connect the two worlds and make the two reunite."

Luo Shifang could feel the spirit of the other party, presumably it was a spirit beast residing here, so he nodded politely.

"Thank you for your help."

The man in the fox mask shook his head: "There is no need to express gratitude to us, we are the ones who should be grateful. It is extremely rare to see a thousand-year cherry blossom blooming. It is rare to see it several times in one's lifetime. But if you want to pray for a relationship, During this period of travel, why don’t you go to other shrines. The main thing you come to our shrine is to pray for success and wealth. As for the role of the millennium cherry, it is to find the lost treasure... The relationship with a person is exactly this The most valuable and most difficult to measure wealth in the world, priceless is better than valuable."

Yan Yuan whispered to Luo Shifang: "This is Fushimi Inari Shrine. As for what happened during this period, I will explain to you later."

The latter suddenly realized.

The man in the fox mask said: "Go, people outside, they should have been waiting for a long time."

Yan Yuan and Luo Shifang smiled at each other, held each other's hand, and walked outside.

……

At this time, a group of people had already stood at the entrance of the hidden torii for most of the night, seeing the sky turn from dark to bright, first the sun's light illuminated half of the sky at the other end of the horizon, and then, when dawn came, the sun slowly rose .

The Patriarch of the main hall rolled up the sleeves of his kimono, closed his eyes and meditated without saying a word, with a solemn expression.

Youli, Yan Zhehan and He Dalei put their hands together and prayed sincerely to the fox statue and torii at the entrance.

Among the three, Yan Zhehan, who had the most out-of-the-way personality, also suppressed his temper at this time, standing still in the cold wind, like an ascetic monk.

The Patriarch of Ghost Dragon Yard looked at this scene, and said with a light smile, "Ah la la~ you are all so serious, I think they will be very touched when they know about it."

Her words at most made the Patriarch of the hall frown, glanced at him with warning eyes, and the scene returned to silence.

It wasn't until early morning that the Patriarch of Xiyuan Temple came with two elite disciples that the apparent calm was broken.

The Patriarch of this hall is very dissatisfied in his heart, why is there another person who is an eyesore, bad luck!

"Xiyuan Temple, what are you doing here?"

"Heh, what else can you do here? I heard that Millennium Sakura can call Liren back. I don't want to see it and see if it can be successful." The head of the Xiyuan Temple sneered, "It seems that after a night, There seems to be no progress so far? It’s no wonder how many people have been able to really bring people back since the legend began?”

The Patriarch of the hall said indifferently: "If you're just here to fart, you can get out."

The patriarch of Xiyuan Temple spread his hands: "That's not what I said. In fact, I came here this time to seek reconciliation. After all, it is not a big deal for anyone to have a estrangement with the family of the hall because of a few foreigners. Good thing, we must know that we are neighbors and a community of interests.”

Yan Zhehan is not a white eye who doesn't know the slightest bit of power and strategy. If he hadn't been unable to beat his violent temper, and the current situation was not in his favor, he would have scolded others long ago.

——When he returns to Huaxia, he will unite with other companies to develop the industrial chain of Huang Xiyuansi's family.

The Patriarch of the hall obviously doesn't want to talk to some bastard.

Perhaps Baiyanlang also knows how to act, but this guy is too lazy to act. Should he be blinded by his interests, or is he as self-willed as the Lingkouji family?

The Patriarch of Xiyuan Temple also knew that a mere apology is not enough, sincerity must be shown, so he bowed: "My lord, I was indeed a little rude earlier, and I am here to apologize to you. I heard that the elites of your family There are quite a few injured, and we will reimburse them for medical expenses and nutrition expenses free of charge in the future. Finally, I should not doubt Luo Shifang, the hero who rescued Tongshou Town, and we will restore all honor to him."

In less than two days, the attitude of the Patriarch of Xiyuan Temple has undergone a 180-degree change.

But in his words, he didn't apologize to Yan Zhehan, the family member of the victim, and he didn't even find out the existence of the other party, but he just kept talking.

It can be seen that the so-called apology was not actually aimed at Yan Yuan and Luo Shifang, but was only for the scuffle that broke out with the Bentang family.

After all, the Patriarch of Xiyuan Temple is not really an idiot. Over the past few days, after the advice and deep self-examination of the Patriarch of Ghost Dragon Court, he has somewhat corrected his attitude.

Come to think of it, the gap is now closed anyway, meaning losses have stopped in time.

However, if he continues to stigmatize Luo Shifang, he will become enmity with the Bentang family and entangle with the forces in Huaxia, which is not beautiful. It is better to give out the title of "hero" and praise it as much as possible, anyway ……It is worthless.

The Patriarch of Xiyuan Temple glanced gratefully at the Patriarch of Guilongyuan.

This detailed interaction was noticed by the head of the hall, and there was a burst of sarcasm in his heart:

One is a real villain and the other is a hypocrite. Put these two together and they are a perfect match!Just get married!

Fortunately, the four major families are not without checks and balances, otherwise the spiritual power world of the island country would not know how dark it is!

He Dalei said silently in his heart: "Shifang, come back quickly, we all need you very much."

Yan Zhehan: "Shifang, please teach this group of white-eyed wolves a lesson when you come back, and beat them up so that they can know what it means to have a rounder moon abroad!"

Bentang Youli: "Come back, Mr. Luo, come back, Mr. Luo..."

Finally, when the Patriarch of Xiyuan Temple looked at them with an expression of watching the show, Yan Yuan appeared in everyone's sight.

"Sorry for being late."

Didn't see Luo Shifang?

There was a burst of despair.

The Patriarch of Xiyuan Temple showed a professional smirk: "The deceased is dead, Mr. Yan Yuan, please don't be too sad, the Patriarch apologizes for the previous faux pas..."

It was not Yan Yuan who answered him, but a thick voice from the dark shadow of the torii gate.

"Is it you who bullied Mr. Yan?"

The next second, a burst of strong wind flashed through the air, Luo Shifang's figure turned into an afterimage, red light flashed in his eyes, and he punched the Patriarch of Xiyuan Temple.

"Boom!"

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the Patriarch of Xiyuan Temple flew upside down tens of meters, smashing a human-shaped pothole on the ground.

Luo Shifang clenched his fists, and immediately burst out a series of "cracking" loud noises like firecrackers, approaching the powerful aura of a fourth-level celestial master, which shocked the Patriarch of Ghost Dragon Yard, feeling that he was being targeted by a ferocious beast.

"It seems that I have disappointed some people. My family, Mr. Yan, successfully found me back."