The original misunderstood me! ! !

At that moment, Wen Yue felt an extremely complicated feeling in his heart, shock mixed with unspeakable emotions, like a tsunami swept across his chest.

He hadn't thought of that at all. Yu Zheyuan's purpose was here.

Wen Yue froze for a moment, caught the Dragon Bone Sword, touched Yu Zheyuan's hand with his fingertips, and was shocked by the ice.

"you……"

Before Wen Yue could ask, he saw a large stream of blood pouring out of Yuzheyuan's mouth, and he swayed and fell forward.

He fell into Wen Yue's arms.

Wen Yue: "..."

The thunder has dissipated, and the dark clouds are gradually receding.Ziyue pushed through the clouds, as if the thrilling scene just now had never existed.

Wen Yue held Yu Zheyuan with one hand and was forced to bear the full weight.He unexpectedly discovered that Yu Zheyuan's figure was not as thin as it seemed.

This reminded him irresistibly of that period of experience that he had been avoiding all the time—in the dim wooden house, the red silk spread like a cloud.His hands were clasped by Yu Zheyuan, pressed against him, pressed against the soft brocade quilt, unable to struggle at all.

Is this the sick beauty described in the original book?Wen Yue's Three Views shattered on the spot.

It can be seen that Yu Zheyuan, who is lying in his arms at this time, is in a state of embarrassment and has no strength at all, and Wen Yue can really feel his fragility, which is unexpectedly soft-hearted, and it is not the same as itself? Horror The strength is not against the peace.

He had no choice but to support Yuzheyuan, sacrificed the Dragon Bone Sword that had become extra light due to the elimination of resentment, and placed Yuzheyuan flat on it.

"What should I do?" He said to himself, "This is good? I can't ignore it."

It has to be said that Yu Zheyuan's trick of "advancing through retreat" is very effective. At least at this moment, he can't abandon it with peace of mind.

Even Xie Shu gave in with a complicated expression, and together with Wen Yue sent Yu Zheyuan back to the cabin in Xibao Mountain.

"How is he?" Wen Yue asked standing by the bed.

"The spiritual power is exhausted, and the blood and qi are exhausted." Xie Shu said, "Good? Now I can raise it back, and the brother doesn't have to be burdened by it."

Wen Yue let out a long sigh of relief, that would be good.

If there is really something going on and going wrong, the relationship between them will be even more unclear.

Wen Yue glanced at Yu Zheyuan, who was lying quietly on the bed, pale and unconscious, even with this appearance, he was extremely outstanding, like a handful of snow that was about to melt in a winter night.

Wen Yue held the keel sword, and his feelings towards Yu Zheyuan became more and more complicated—he knew the purpose of this person, and it could even be said that Yu Zheyuan did it on purpose. , and even deliberately showed his calculations on people's hearts, letting guilt and morality restrain Wen Yue and achieve his goal - not letting Wen Yue leave.

Even without his permission, even if it is another kind of "moral kidnapping", Yu Zheyuan did consume himself to solve the problem of the Dragon Bone Sword. Sincerely.

But can it be offset?

After Yu Zheyuan wakes up, can they be separated from each other and stop being entangled?

Wen Yue's heart was heavy, and when he discovered that Yu Zheyuan had a fever, his feeling of awkwardness and oppression reached its peak.

At that time, Xie Shu didn't know where he went. He boiled a bowl of dark concoction and brought it to the wooden house to cool down, and then found that... Yuzheyuan's situation was not right.

You don't need to touch his pulse, you can tell that he has a fever, or a very dangerous high fever - Yuzheyuan's originally pale face was plated with a gorgeous pink, and even his neck was completely red.This kind of red is not normal at first glance. With his difficult and heavy breathing, the sweat oozing from his forehead is like a red-hot white porcelain that will shatter at the touch of a touch. It has a thrilling beauty.

The faint body fragrance was intensified by the high fever, and one could feel a rush of heat just by approaching it.

Wen Yue was inexplicably afraid to look at him, and was about to put down the medicine bowl and leave, so he waited for Xie Shu to come and ask his junior brother to feed the medicine, so as not to cause Yu Zheyuan to have unnecessary illusions and hopes.

Yu Zheyuan suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils were wet from the high fever, and even the corners of his eyes were red: "A Yue..."

Wen Yue paused.

"do not go……"

Wen Yue never thought of Yuzheyuan? He made such a hoarse, weak, pleading voice, which made goosebumps appear on the back of his neck.

He was inexplicably guilty and didn't even dare to turn his head. He kept his back to the wooden bed and said stiffly, "Thank you, Xianjun, for restoring the Dragon Bone Sword. You help us fulfill Master's last wish. From then on, all grievances and grievances will be erased. There are treasures in Chengshan, Xianjun can choose them at will, to show our sincerity..."

Yu Zheyuan interrupted him: "I just want you."

Wen Yue: "..."

Wen Yue's back became even stiffer: "Xianjun really admitted the wrong person..."

Even if the current Yu Zheyuan can't do anything to him, being in the same room with Yu Zheyuan still makes Wen Yue panic.

Wen Yue immediately quickened his pace and walked towards the outside of the house, but there was a violent coughing sound from behind, and a bloody smell mixed with the smell of medicine and Yu Zheyuan's body temperature spread out in the entire space.

Wen Yue couldn't pretend not to smell it.

He clenched his fists, but finally turned around helplessly, and was about to open his mouth to ask Yu Zheyuan if he was okay, but the words were blocked in his throat.

...Why so much blood? !

It was even worse than when he passed out in his arms before. Every time Yu Zheyuan coughed, his chest trembled unbearably.Big balls of blood gushed out from the mouth and nose at the same time, instantly staining the brocade quilt and the front of the clothes, making one look horrified.

"You... are you okay?" Wen Yue's mind went blank, and he hurried over, bewildered, "What's the matter? Like this?! I'll go find my junior brother!"

But Yu Zheyuan suddenly grabbed his hand and held it tightly, veins protruding from the back of his hand.

"Don't go—!!!"

"Please……"

Yu Zheyuan's eyes were covered with mist, and his throat was so sour that he almost couldn't even make a sound.

Embarrassed... really embarrassing.

Yu Zheyuan himself didn't even think that he had lived for so many years, would he one day abandon his dignity and arrogance, and humbly beg someone to turn back.

This is probably his retribution.

The desperation in the past few days has pushed Yu Zheyuan to the limit, and the indifference and rationality he has always been proud of have become vulnerable, like window paper soaked by rain, tearing and shattering with a light touch.

He became? A "madman" on the verge of collapse.

But the crazier he is, the more he wants to catch Wen Yue and keep him by his side, the more Wen Yue avoids him, even if he forgets him, he will leave.

How ridiculous, what a failure.

He lost even the ones he loved.

The high fever made Yu Zheyuan's thinking confused, and there seemed to be a big hole in his heart, exposing his worries about gains and losses and his weaknesses that he had never shown.He was like a drowning man, grabbing Wen Yue's hand like the last straw, and stubbornly refused to let him go.

But Wen Yue broke away.

"Don't do this." Wen Yue slowly pulled out his hand, gritted his teeth and went towards the layman, "Xianjun, please bear with me, I don't know medical skills, I have to find my junior brother..."

Yu Zheyuan's palm was empty, and his whole body swayed, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer in the heart.

Wen Yue really left.

Yu Zheyuan's eyes darkened, and a sharp pain started from the chest, and quickly spread to all the limbs.

For a split second, he thought he was going to die.

"Don't you really know where you are wrong?" Xie Shu's cold words echoed in his ears when the two confronted each other. It was a question and a curse.

He actually knew it.It's just that he was blinded by jealousy and panic, so he did something that was almost irreversible...

He knew that Wen Yue was soft but not hard, so in order to make up for it, he had to start with the Dragon Bone Sword...

But why did Wenyue still leave?

Yu Zheyuan sat on the bed blankly, with blood on his hands, like a puppet without a soul.

After an unknown amount of time, the wooden door creaked and was suddenly pushed open.

"Xianjun?!"

Yu Zheyuan's heart lifted and then fell, falling into the bottomless abyss.

It's Situ Yi.

……not him.

After Wen Yue went out, he met Xie Shu within two steps.

The strange thing is that Xie Shu has a small tail behind him. He is a handsome, amiable and somewhat familiar boy.

"This is Situ Yi." Xie Shu introduced.

"Master...ah no, Brother Ayue, I've seen you!" Situ Yi's eyes sparkled, but his eyes were very complicated. It seemed to be mixed with joy and doubt, but also a little bit of temptation and grievance.

Wen Yue was taken aback, and looked at the young man in front of him—the original text? The hero Situ Yi?

What does it mean to "see him"?

Wen Yue didn't have enough time to understand what happened, so Situ Yi was brought into the wooden house by Xie Shu.

[Ayue goes to rest first, leave it to us here. ] Xie Shu sent a voice transmission to him, 【If there is any situation, I will inform you as soon as possible. 】

About half an hour later, Wen Yue saw two people walking out from the door of the wooden house.

Xie Shu and Situ Yi walked halfway up the mountain. Wen Yue was sitting on a piece of grass, silently wiping the keel sword with silk.

While healing Yu Zheyuan, Xie Shu kept telling Wen Yue Yu Zheyuan's situation in real time.

[Xianjun vomited blood, which has been alleviated a lot after taking the elixir, so Ayue doesn't have to worry too much. 】

【Ah Yi has already changed his underwear and bedding. The elixir has sleep-promoting ingredients. He has already fallen asleep and needs to rest for a while before he can recover. 】

Xie Shu was indeed his real junior, and Wen Yue's worries were resolved in a few words, which made him feel relieved.

What he did was also very appropriate—Wen Yue didn't want to get into trouble with Yu Zheyuan again, but if Xie Shu went to take care of Yu Zheyuan himself, the two of them would definitely be unhappy, maybe they would still be deadlocked.

Fortunately, Xie Shu didn't know where to bring out an original male protagonist——Situ Yi is the apprentice of Mozun, how could Yu Zheyuan make things difficult for him.

So the care that was inconvenient for him and Xie Shu was handed over to Situ Yi.

"...Brother Ayue, I think? You're dead!!!" As soon as Situ Yi saw Wenyue, he ran towards him.

Wuwuwu, it's great that Xianjun is alive, but why did his master lose his memory?

For the past two months, Situ Yi has been extremely lonely, with a dazed expression on his face, not knowing what's going on in the outside world.

He remembered that when they returned to the vicinity of Xibao Mountain, they were first led by the sword spirit into a secret place he had never seen before, and asked him to retreat and cultivate.He asked why? Why did the sword spirit refuse to speak, and Situ Yi was pushed in directly.

The bloody sword spirit also assigned him a bunch of homework, only by thoroughly mastering those sword technique cheats and improving his cultivation by one level, can he pass the level.

"Forced upgrade" is also gone!

So, poor Situ Yi practiced in the secret realm for nearly two months, and finally met the requirements of the sword spirit, and was spit out by the secret realm.

After he came out, Xibao Mountain was empty, and he walked around like a headless fly, and found that although he escaped from the secret realm, he couldn't get out of Xibao Mountain!

It wasn't until Xie Shu appeared that Situ Yi truly "regained his freedom", and learned a shocking news from Xie Shu's mouth-Xianjun didn't die, he was still alive!

Situ Yi was in that secret realm, really missed his master, his uncle, and Yu Zheyuan, whom he thought he hadn't seen. He was surprised to hear the news, but his uncle told him solemnly that he The master unexpectedly encountered an accident, and lost his memory and forgot him!

In order not to irritate his master, he had no choice but to change his name temporarily to call Wen Yue "Brother A Yue".

Okay? Is it not a big deal? The uncle said that the master still has the possibility of recovery.Although Xianjun was injured, it was also a blessing to escape from the dead?It's a pity that master is good, he seems to have forgotten the fairy... Situ Yi sighed in his heart because of their love.

I hope Master can think about it soon.

During the two months that Situ Yi was imprisoned by Yu Zheyuan, his strength increased greatly, but his heart was still pure. Xie Shu couldn't tell the truth, so he could only wait for a while.

Yu Zheyuan also kept silent. He was taken care of by Situ Yi every day, and he actually felt it.Occasionally, when he wakes up briefly, he will always be able to see this child turning around him, muttering something, "I hope Xianjun gets well soon? Get up, and hope that Master will remember Xianjun and me soon..." He couldn't help feeling uncomfortable—he didn't even know what he was thinking.

I also hope that Wen Yue will recover his memory, and I am afraid that he will leave even more decisively after recalling the past and all kinds of things.

But the situation is not good now? Where to go.

During the few days when he was in a coma, although Situ Yi took care of him, Wen Yue deliberately avoided meeting him, and even in his dreams, Wen Yue turned around and left.

The hand that broke free seemed to be the last time they touched, and the remaining warmth in the palm had long been gone, gone with the wind.No matter how unwilling he was, no matter how tightly he gathered his fingers, he couldn't stop the feeling of powerlessness from intersecting to separating, and the distance getting farther and farther away.

What should he do?

Things turned around on the fourth day.

In the past few days, Situ Yi has been taking care of Yu Zheyuan without complaint. At other times, he must stick to Wen Yue, as if to let the master know himself again, introduce himself to learn? What new skills, cultivation level? How much has been improved, Memorized it? Which cheat books?

This feeling is novel and weird, calling him "brother", but it seems to be treating him as a demon.

Wen Yue didn't bother with this sense of disobedience. After all, compared to Yu Zheyuan, Situ Yi was a completely harmless sweetheart. Most of the time he was making fun of him, laughing whenever he saw him, and was it okay to make a slip of the tongue occasionally? Cover your mouth , muttering something Wen Yue couldn't understand.

This child also caught his eye by accident, even if the chicken talks to the duck, it doesn't matter, as long as he is happy?

Wen Yue planned to leave the mountain after Yu Zheyuan recovered, but on the morning of the fourth day, he met an unexpected visitor while practicing sword in the back mountain.

The man was dressed in green clothes, his face was pale, but his eyes were black like ink, which made Wen Yue's heart tighten.

"You are here." She suddenly appeared in front of Wen Yue, bowed briefly, her voice was strange and hoarse, "Where is Situ Yi?"

Wen Yue didn't know the girl in front of her, who was full of shady and not looking good? "Who are you? Why are you looking for him?"

A dark light flashed in the girl's eyes: "...Luo Yu."

Wen Yue:? !

He had forgotten that Yin Changli was dead, and according to the timeline of the original novel, the hero and heroine should already be together.

These days, he has only been pestered by Situ Yi, and he has never heard him mention his favorite "hostess".

No, the hostess is here!

Since Luo Yu looks too aggressive, inexplicably resembles Yu Zheyuan.Wen Yue didn't know if the two of them had been arguing and hadn't reconciled? Is it bad? Making peace without authorization? Dude, while agreeing to Luo Yu, he sent a voice transmission to Situ Yi: [A Yi, your girlfriend is here! 】

However, the subsequent development was completely beyond Wen Yue's expectation.

Situ Yi paused, his voice frightened: [... What girlfriend? ! 】

Wen Yue:?

Wen Yue: [It's Luo Yu. 】

Situ Yi: 【………】

【Master, Master, help me stop him! ! !I want to hide first! 】The excessive panic caused Situ Yi to talk nonsense, and he completely forgot Xie Shu's instruction "don't provoke Wen Yue first", 【Did you forget that he is a man? ! 】

Wen Yue was also taken aback by this sentence - what the hell?Luo Yu is a man? !

The change in his eyes was so fast and obvious that Luo Yu understood what Wen Yue was thinking all at once.

Sure enough, as the master said, Wen Yue didn't remember them at all...

Luo Yu glanced at Wen Yue speechlessly, should he ignore it?With a flick of his wrist, the Lingyun sword turned into a cold light and flew towards the cabin in the valley.

"and many more--!"

Another sword stood in front of Lingyun, and Wen Yue blocked Luo Yu with his body: "Ah Yi doesn't want to see you now."

Luo Yu frowned: "I just want to have a nice talk with him!"

Wen Yue was confused: "..."

It stands to reason that neither Situ Yi nor Luo Yu is familiar with him. There is no need to mix in the feelings of the original male "female" protagonist because of Situ Yi's "Master" - even if the female protagonist may be a man .

But for some reason, as soon as Situ Yi called him, he naturally made a blocking movement... It was as if he knew about this at first, and wanted to protect the deceived child.

The two swords faced each other in mid-air, and it seemed that the next second? An explosion? A violent conflict.

Luo Yu stared at Wen Yue, his face so gloomy that he was about to drip: "I am ordered by my master not to hurt you, but this is a matter between me and Ah Yi, so I don't need your intervention."

Wen Yue: What is this and what?

There was a sudden dizziness before his eyes, as if he was hit by a torrent, or thousands of butterflies were stuffed into his head.Countless chaotic fragments of memory, filled with joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, flooded his consciousness like a tidal wave.

Wen Yue's eyes darkened, and he fell off the bone sword.