Reluctant to give up

Yan Xu no longer took half a step out of Yuelin Palace.

He locked himself in this palace and stayed with that old marriage tree all day long.

He still smiles tenderly to everyone, whether it is the fairy who came to ask him for a red line, or the immortal who wants to rewrite the marriage.

He never saw Chu Manyu again, and never even heard his name once.

Most of it was due to the face of Si Ming Xingjun, and a small part was warned by Yue Lao.

Yuelao was afraid that he would get sick, so he kept persuading him to go for a walk.

What is the disease, only he knows best.

Yan Xu thought that as long as no one mentioned it, he deliberately didn't care, and buried that person somewhere in his heart, he could pretend nothing happened.

Whoever doesn't specifically provoke others, everyone can live happily for tens of thousands of years.

"Hey, have you heard? Immortal Zhaoguang is going to marry Chao Xu from the Chao Family of the Phoenix Clan!"

"Isn't it? My God, I managed to get the chance to be at the same table with Xianjun Zhaoguang, and he is going to get married now?"

"My red thread is begging for nothing..."

"Do you think Xianjun Zhaoguang is sincere this time?"

"I don't know if I'm sincere or not. I heard that Xianjun asked 28 Xingxiu to move all the stars to the phoenix forest in order to please the other party."

"It's too romantic, isn't it?"

"That's right! I really have no regrets to be the lover of Immortal Zhaoguang once, even if it's only for one day."

A group of fairies who came to make marriage promises were still whispering to each other one second, and then turned into sad complaints the next.

Being impartial, every word happened to be heard clearly by Yan Xu.

That person is getting married?

Yan Xu fiddled with the newly arrived red thread red paper, and when he finished checking it, he found that everything was wrong.

"Hey."

He put them all aside, walked to the marriage tree alone, looked left and right, made sure that there was no one there, and secretly found Chu Manyu's thread from a pile of red threads.

He was very curious, what kind of person... could make this romantic fairy take care of him.

"I'll just take a look, and I won't look at it again in the future." Yan Xu muttered softly.

However, the red line was as long as ever, and after dozens of laps, it still didn't end.

Yan Xu gave up.

"Although I used to think that the person who can walk side by side with you must be me. I didn't know until now that it doesn't matter whether that person is me or not, as long as you like it."

The heart throbbed uncontrollably, wishing to tear out a hole and crush it.

It was rare for him to leave Yuelin Palace and go straight to the residence of the Immortal of the South China Sea.

"Meet the immortal."

"Yan Xu?" The Nanhai Immortal was a little surprised, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to ask for something."

"what?"

"Acacia."

Yuelao said that burning acacia wood to ashes, soaking it in cold pool water, and then adding peach shreds, the red thread produced in this way is firm and stable.

And once people who are in love with each other are tied to each other, not only will the harmony in this life be harmonious, but also the fate of the next life will be closely linked.

"A quarter."

"no problem."

Without hesitation, Yan Xu cut off a quarter of his body and put it in front of the Nanhai Immortal.

He had cut a piece for Xian'e before, and in order to repay his kindness, he gave a piece of red sandalwood.I was hit by three thunderstorms, and I was safe with only a few spirit bodies left.Now that he lost another quarter, Yan Xu felt dizzy for an instant, his vision was blurred, so he could only support himself on the table to stabilize his body.He took out the small bottle that Zitan gave him before, poured out a few and randomly stuffed them into his mouth.

"I just like dealing with cool people." Nanhai Immortal turned around and opened the medicine cabinet attached to the wall, carefully took out a small piece of wood, put it in a brocade box and handed it to him, "It's just right, there is one left, otherwise It will take 800 years."

"Thank you."

He took it and put it on his chest.

The process of making red thread is not complicated.

But Yan Xu did it extremely seriously, for fear that if he missed a step, all previous efforts would be wasted.

He was so absorbed that he didn't realize that his forehead was sweating, and his fingers were shaking all the time, as if he couldn't exert any strength, and he almost couldn't even put the needle through.Sleepy and exhausted, he bit his lower lip and forced himself to cheer up.

He's not sick, he's just a little tired.

I don't know if it was due to too much energy being consumed, but the color of his lips faded quickly, and even the temperature of his palms was icy cold.

It seems that he is depriving his body little by little to complete this red line.

In order to prevent mistakes during the process, Yan Xu finished the medicine that Zitan gave him in one go.

The hand finally stopped shaking.

But his weak body couldn't withstand such a strong drug effect all of a sudden, and he didn't even notice that the clothes on his back were soaked in cold sweat.

"Are you making eternal knot concentric thread?"

"En." Yan Xu responded vaguely.

"What did you exchange with the South Sea Immortal?"

Yuelao heard that his breathing was unstable, his tone sank, and he snatched the silk thread from his hand.

"It's nothing." Yan Xu anxiously stretched out his hand, wanting to take it back, "Yueguan, give it to me."

"If you run out of energy, you will die!" Yuelao pushed him away with a grim expression, "That's ashes and smoke, and you can't even enter reincarnation!"

"..."

Yan Xu covered his mouth, blood flowed uncontrollably from between his fingers.

He began to feel a little pain, very subtle, almost imperceptible.What's more, it's powerlessness, and even the small act of raising his eyes to look at Yuelao feels particularly difficult.

The blood lost was like his strength being drawn away, it could only go out but not in.

What did Zitan remind him?

Never get emotional.

He reached out to touch the medicine bottle and found that the medicine had been taken by himself just now.

Yue Lao smelled a fishy smell in the air, and his face suddenly became serious.If he could see Yan Xu's appearance at this moment, he would be worried to death.

"I... ahem, I'm fine."

Yan Xu's pale face turned red from vomiting blood.

"Come with me!"

Yuelao wanted to grab his hand, and tried randomly in mid-air, but failed to touch him in the end.

"I'm going to rest after I finish this."

"Why are you doing this!"

"Chu Manyu is getting married..." Yan Xu swallowed the blood that he couldn't spit out, trying to make his tone sound calm and clear, "I want to make him a present."

Yuelao also heard that Chu Manyu was going to marry Chaoxu, he thought Yan Xu didn't know yet.

He and Si Ming Xingjun worked so hard to protect him, preventing him from knowing any of the man's every move.

"no!"

"I've liked him for so long." Yan Xu said with difficulty, with a bit of desolation, "It's not bad this time."

His mood fluctuated too much, and the blush on his face not only did not fade, but became more and more obvious.

"Yueguan, help me." He begged bitterly, completely ignoring the blood gushing from the corner of his mouth, "Please, I only have this little obsession left...give it to me .”

Yuelao was startled, he squeezed the red thread tightly in his hand, then loosened it after a while and returned it to Yan Xu.

"Thank you."

Yan Xu's tone of voice concealed a trace of joy that was hard to conceal.

"Cough cough."

He coughed up the blood stuck in his throat, and felt much better in an instant.Just as I was about to sit back down, I couldn't lift my legs.

"I don't know when his wedding date is." Yan Xu tried his best to walk over on his knees. It was only a few steps, but he seemed to have walked a long way, "I hope we can catch up."

After speaking, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and continued to weave the red thread in his hand.

The red thread itself is a light pink silk thread, Yan Xu's blood can't stop gushing out, falling on the red thread, it's actually quite beautiful.

"shit……"

Yan Xu wiped it with his sleeve, and it turned red with rubbing.

"What to do... It's dirty."

He pinched the red thread to his chest with both hands, and stared forward in a daze.The eyes quickly gathered watery light, but it didn't fall for a long time.