The original misunderstood me! ! !

Above Longyuan, Situ Yi is still telling the love story between the immortal and the demon.

"Master, you must first keep in mind your identity, you are the supreme of the demon world! You are the strongest man in the entire demon world! Back then, the reputation of the fairy king spread to the demon world, and countless people wanted to eat swan meat. Go and imprison Xianjun!"

"It was you, Master, who saw through the tricks, saved the beauty as a hero, and saved the fairy from the clutches of the devil, and captured the heart of the fairy!"

"Master, you probably don't know how good you are to Xianjun after you are with Xianjun." The more Situ Yi said, the more envious he became, "It is the most basic thing to protect Xianjun and be with him from time to time. For Xianjun's body, You even try the medicine yourself. Anything that is sour, bitter, or ineffective will not be given to Xianjun. New prescriptions found outside will definitely be tasted by yourself first, and then fed to Xianjun after confirming that it is non-toxic and harmless. .”

"In order not to let the fairy be bored, Master, you frantically collected the treasures of the demon world for the fairy to enjoy, and almost emptied the demon realm!" Situ Yi pointed to the small purple pocket on his waist, "here, this is the fifth one. The universe bag is about to burst."

"Counting it all together, this is the one hundred and eighth time you have been injured for Xianjun, Master. Last time you took the East Sea Cloud Shadow Pearl for Xianjun, you also suffered a serious injury and came back seriously ill. Xianjun It hurts so much, I asked Master with red eyes if it hurts."

Wen Yi: "...what did I say?"

"'What's the pain, I'm dying, you are my medicine!'"

"Master, you are too manly!" Situ Yi glanced at the back of Luo Yu flying in front, and said loudly, "I will definitely become a man as good as Master in the future!"

Wen Yue: "..." He panicked even more.

Luo Yu led the way with his sword in front, Situ Yi said he was tired, so he sat down to drink water, and looked forward from time to time, as if expecting Luo Yu to look back at him.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him for the time being, Wen Yue turned over silently, paralyzing himself into a desperate "big", thinking that what Situ Yi said was similar to the original book, it seemed that the gossip was true.

Sin!He intervened in this beautiful love that moved the heavens and the earth, he was like a villain who beat mandarin ducks with a stick!

In case the Demon Lord is really gone, how should the Xianjun live?

Wouldn't he kill himself, a fake, and then die in love?

At this time, Luo Yu, who hadn't spoken all this time, suddenly pointed in a direction: "Look over there—"

I saw a silver light gradually appearing in the sky, and eight cranes pulled a colorful canopy luan car, driving towards the three of them through the clouds and fog.

Situ Yi almost jumped up: "——It's Xianjun! Why did Xianjun come?"

Luo Yu: "I probably heard the news."

"Master!" Situ Yi turned his head and said, "Xianjun came to see you in person!!!"

Wen Yue shuddered, his whole body snapped up, his injured knee cracked, and his face turned pale from the pain.

This Nima...why did you come here?

Come too soon, right?He just heard Situ Yi tell a part of the love story between the original owner and Yu Zheyuan. Many details have not been grasped yet, so why did the Immortal Zheyuan come here? ? ?

What should he do?Continue to pretend to be amnesia?Or bite the bullet?

Wen Yue stood where he was, his face was pale, his hands and feet were cold, and he just watched the luan car drive closer and closer.

At some point, Luo Yu slowed down, and Lingyun sword lagged behind Situ Yi's Chiyan knife.

"Mozun don't need to worry too much. News from the Three Realms spreads very quickly. Master may have heard that you have lost your memory, so he came here in a hurry."

"He is weak and cannot be blown by the wind." Luo Yu's palm behind his back gathered spiritual power, and his voice drifted to Wen Yue's ear with the wind, "Won't the Demon Lord go in and have a look?"

Before Wen Yue could react, a gust of wind suddenly came from behind, like a soft but immovable hand, suddenly pushed Wen Yue off the Chiyan Saber!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

But he didn't do a free fall, but followed that force, drew a beautiful curve, and flew straight to the luan car below!

The cyan gauze curtain moved in response to the wind, Wen Yue was like a lost black giant bird, passing through the gauze curtain in confusion, recklessly crashing into the car.

Then fell a dog gnawing mud.

"........."

There is a lot of space in the car, Wen Yue just fell down beside the cushion, with his hands on the ground, his eyes suddenly went dark.

In this breathless silence, the watery gauze caressed his skin, giving off a shuddering coolness.Wen Yue smelled a faint fragrance, which seemed to come from the person above.

"Wen Yue." The man's voice was pleasant, not as weak as imagined, like calm water, "Your eyes..."

"It's okay, it will be fine in a while." At that time, Wen Yue hadn't forgotten to forcefully support the character design, "I, uh..."

He suddenly lost his voice because a cold hand grabbed his wrist.

Wen Yue had goosebumps all over his body.

"I heard from them that...you have lost your memory. Is this true?" There was a turmoil in the deep water, and Yu Zheyuan seemed to be trying to bear something, "You don't remember me?"

Wen Yue nodded indiscriminately, and disordered color blocks began to appear in front of his eyes, which was a harbinger of recovery.

Yu Zheyuan suddenly coughed.

He coughed so violently that even the corners of his eyes were flushed, and the silk handkerchief stretched out from his cuff was soon stained with blood.

At this moment, Wen Yue regained his eyesight.

He subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound, and Yu Zheyuan's face bumped into his eyes abruptly.

Wen Yue: ...grass.

In the original book, someone once lamented that if there are ten colors in the world, three points belong to other people, and the remaining seven points belong to Yuzheyuan.

Wen Yue finally understood the meaning of this sentence.

Wen Yue didn't even react, and the words came out naturally: "Are you okay, don't be sad, I... uh, I just lost my memory temporarily, but I feel very familiar when I see you!" Wen Yue was terrified by his cough , hurriedly took out the jade box from his waist, and put it on the small table, "This is dragon bone grass, I give it to you."

"But I'd rather not, and I don't want you to get hurt." It took Yu Zheyuan a long time to calm down, throwing away the blood-stained handkerchief, with a strange twinkle in his eyes, "A Yue, what's wrong with you?"

What's wrong with me?

Wen Yue was stunned, and then realized that his nose was a little itchy.

He stretched out his hand to touch it, and his palm was bright red!

...Why did he have a nosebleed? ! ? !

Wen Yue frantically wiped the nosebleed, more and more, during the period, thinking of his "Avanti" appearance with bruised nose and swollen face, he was even more ashamed and sad.

The image of the original owner may have been completely ruined by him!

Fortunately, Yu Zheyuan didn't care.He took out a clean handkerchief and handed it to Wen Yue, and gave him a brown pill to watch him take, and then said to him: "Now the most important thing is to heal your injuries. Your well-being is more important than anything else."

"As for the others, I can help you remember slowly."

He could feel Wen Yue's tightness and tightness, so he pursed his lips, sighed lightly, let go of his hand understandingly, and no longer squeezed Wen Yue's wrist tightly.

Wen Yuekuang heaved a sigh of relief.Seeing Yu Zheyuan open the curtain, he said, "Come in."

Luo Yu and Situ Yi put away their swords and walked in one by one.

"Master."

"Xianjun!"

The car was spacious, and Luo Yu and Situ Yi sat on both sides.Situ Yi first looked at Yu Zheyuan, and seeing that Yu Zheyuan was fine, the big stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.

He looked at his master again, and found that something seemed wrong.

"Eh? Master, why are you bleeding again?" Situ Yi ran over and put the back of his hand on Wen Yue's forehead, "Your face is also red and hot, don't you have a fever?"

Wen Yue: "..."

Wen Yue leaned close to Yu Zheyuan, and was even more dizzy by the light fragrance from Yu Zheyuan. He tried his best to hold it on his face, showing a wicked, wild and indifferent smile: "A little internal injury, can you What can I do?"

"Really?" Yu Zheyuan patted Wen Yue's back, "Still trying to be brave."

The strength of his these few strokes is actually not very strong, compared to the strange wind that sent Wen Yue in just now, it can be regarded as gentle and gentle.

Wen Yue felt his back swell, and spit out a mouthful of blood, which he covered with a veil in time.

Not knowing if it was an illusion, Wen Yue spat out that mouthful of blood, and felt that the meridians all over his body were unblocked a lot.

He was seriously injured and exhausted, so he was at the end of his strength.

"Go to sleep, let's go home." Yu Zheyuan stared at Wen Yue for a while, then raised the temperature of the array in the car, took off his cloak, and covered Wen Yue.

A very light and pleasant aroma mixed with body temperature enveloped Wen Yue in it.Sleep was like a tide, hitting him in the darkness.

A second before he passed out, Wen Yue thought dumbly, his mother has read so many novels for many years...he has finally seen the double power of "sick beauty" and "wife/wife".