Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

In the early morning, the faint light shines in from the window, and there are birds and birds singing.

In the bedroom, there is a big sandalwood carved bed, fully occupying half of the room.The square bedposts are high and wide, the head and tail of the bed are carved with simple and simple patterns, and the entrance and exit sides are made into a round arch shape, which is very pleasing to the eye and warm.

Someone is sleeping peacefully on the collapse.

The sky-blue cloud pattern brocade was covered by the people on the bed, and some fell on the edge of the bed.

Ye Yunlan turned sideways, her long black hair was scattered beside the pillow, only a small half of her pale side face was exposed, her breath was very light.

Shen Shu next to him had already woken up, and he was lying on his side, his fingertips curling up a lock of his master's black hair slowly.

He seems to think this is a very interesting thing? A strand of hair is curled and curled, and he still enjoys it.

A cultivator who has reached his level actually does not need to sleep.

He just wanted to be by Ye Yunlan's side.

Get closer, get more familiar.

He has already discovered that his master is like a cat, with snow-white fur and beautiful appearance, but he doesn't like others very much. He can only get familiar with his breath and follow it. He has a lot of temper To please some, will you? Occasionally be willing to? Be held in your arms? Touch the fur.

You can't touch too much, otherwise you will get angry and stop talking when you get angry, and it will take a long time to coax her back.

Shen Shu lazily curled Ye Yunlan's hair while thinking about what breakfast to prepare for Master today.

It should not be greasy or too cold in the morning.

I happened to have some freshly ground lotus root powder, so let’s make a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus almond lotus root powder.

After thinking about it, I started to wait.

Wait until the people around you wake up.

Ye Yunlan's sleep is very shallow, and she will wake up when the wind blows, and she often has nightmares, and when she has nightmares, she sleeps very deeply.Shen Shu had already discovered these things when he was young.But at that time he couldn't do anything for Ye Yunlan, but now it's different.

So when he noticed that Ye Yunlan's body began to tremble slightly again, he stretched out his long arms and pulled his master into his arms.

Ye Yunlan frowned tightly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Shen Shu hugged him, stroking his back again and again.

Such an action? It seems to be effective.

The trembling of the person in his arms gradually calmed down, and his breathing gradually became steady.

Shen Shu didn't know what could make Ye Yunlan stay silent even in pain? People have been tortured by dreams for years, he just hugged Ye Yunlan and didn't let go.

Such a posture could not curl his hair comfortably, so he lowered his head to count Ye Yunlan's eyelashes.

Count slowly one by one.

When the man's eyelashes were slowly trembling and opened, and his face was reflected in the slightly confused black eyes, Shen Shu opened his mouth.

"Good morning, Master."

A bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus almond lotus root powder is placed in front of you.

There is amber-colored hot tea in a bamboo cup, and next to it is a soft sesame cake covered with bamboo leaves.

Ye Yunlan had breakfast.

The warm lotus root powder enters the abdomen, leaving a light and sweet taste on the tip of the tongue.

The sesame cake is soft and delicious, with a fragrance of bamboo leaves.Hot tea is brewed with fried rice to warm the stomach and relieve greasy.

Ye Yunlan finished the last bite of sesame cake and said softly, "Very good."

Shen Shu raised his jaw and looked at him. Hearing this, he bent his eyes and said with a smile, "As long as Master likes it."

The young man with blood-colored eyes smiled and looked at him. He didn't have that ferocious ghost face, nor did he have the bloody and evil smell that could not be wiped away after being in a high position for a long time. Ye Yunlan was in a daze for a while.

He was silent for a while, and said: "Actually...you don't need to do this for me. Spend more time on cultivation, improve yourself, and be more happy as a teacher."

Shen Shu: "Apprentice? I happen to like this, and I never let go of my practice. Master, don't worry."

Mozun once told him that he had such a hobby.

But Ye Yunlan knew that the Demon Lord practiced the Nine-Turn Heaven Demon Physique, resulting in a different sense of sight and taste from ordinary people. It is actually very difficult to make normal food.

When he was in the magic palace in the past year, he once suffered from a fever.It was the first time Mozun personally cooked a bowl of porridge for him, but the taste was strange and indescribable.

At that time, he only frowned and drank the porridge slowly.Mozun didn't know what he saw, and he never cooked again after that.

Until later when they went to exile in Central Continent, I don't know when, that person's culinary skills suddenly improved by leaps and bounds, no matter the staple food or dessert, he could make people's index finger move.

Once, Mozun drew a sugar painting of a phoenix bathing in fire with the technique of drawing sugar figurines, and made a box full of apricot flower cakes, and covered them with red silk to celebrate his birthday.

At that time, he had just recovered from the injuries he suffered in the Stupa, and his spirit was still very unstable.

He stared at the painting for a while, and asked Mozun if he had put a lot of effort into it.

The Mozun just smiled: "That's what I like. I always learn things very quickly, and the fairy elder knows it too. These little things can be mastered after watching them once or twice."

He likes sweet.

But at that time, his body was not suitable for eating too much sweets.It's his birthday, Mozun will make him many sweets.can not miss.

So after eating the apricot flower cake, he picked up the sugar painting and licked it slowly.

The Demon Venerable watched him finish eating slowly, and then asked: "Does the Immortal Elder know when the phoenix is ​​nirvana?"

He doesn't speak.

Ever since the Stupa came out, talking made him feel tired, and thinking also made him feel tired.

If there is a place where he can sleep forever, he doesn't mind? Just lie there.

Mozun didn't ask him to answer, but continued.

"...the nirvana of the phoenix means a new life."

"The phoenix can be reborn from nirvana? Naturally, humans can too. The past is the past, and the future is still very long." Mozun helped him wipe off the sugar stains on his fingertips, and then embraced him in his arms. , kissed his eyes, and said, "I want to see you soaring in the sky, no longer bound by anyone or anything, and doing everything you want to do."

"You should be the freest Phoenix in the world. My little Phoenix."

Memories seem to be still yesterday.

Ye Yunlan's hand holding the teacup suddenly tightened.

He said hoarsely, "It's too hot to make tea with fried rice. Shen Shu, why don't you come here with a pot of chrysanthemum tea."

Some unreasonable demands.

Shen Shu worked very hard, said "yes", then picked up the teapot and went to the backyard to boil water.

After Shen Shu's figure disappeared, Ye Yunlan couldn't bear it anymore and coughed.

The pain in the chest was continuous and dense, like a needle prick.

He took out a piece of silk cloth and coughed lowly. The blood stains quickly smeared from the silk cloth.

In the past few days, he coughed up blood more and more frequently.Going to the Nether Secret Realm consumed too much of his energy, and now even a slight emotional ups and downs would cause injuries.

He didn't want Shen Shu to know this.

The promised? It's always too far away, the past? The past is too long, and what he can even grasp? Now, there are not many.

The coughing gradually calmed down. He wiped off the blood on his lips, put the blood-stained silk cloth into his arms, took a sip of tea slowly, lowered his eyebrows, and regained his composure.

Just a little pale?

As if nothing happened?.

Shen Shu was boiling water to make tea in the backyard.

However, a shadow swept out from the inner room and merged into his feet.

The scene of Ye Yunlan coughing up blood came into his mind, the action of making chrysanthemum tea was slightly stiff, the smile on his face disappeared, and his blood-colored eyes were dark as deep as pools.

In the past few days, this is not the first time he saw Ye Yunlan coughing up blood.

His master thought that he was hiding it well, but it was not as good as he watched everything in the bamboo building firmly, without missing a single inch.

In order to find a way to heal his wounds, he has searched all the books in the Zongmen Library, and even searched in the memory of the Demon Lord that was sealed in his mind.

But still haven't found a suitable solution.

And because of that memory, another consciousness was also activated because of this, just like at this time—"He is too seriously injured, and he has no cultivation base to protect his body. Anyone who can break the seal and forcefully take out the divine fire? There are all methods? To rupture his meridians and kill him immediately, only the extradition method of dual cultivation can save his life."

The voice of the devil is full of evil and bewitching.

"You dare not, is it because? Because you are afraid? You are afraid that you will not be able to withstand the burning of the divine fire, so you dare not save the one you are thinking of? Master?"

"But you clearly know that as long as...according to my method, go to the bottom of the demon abyss, refine it into a nine-turn heavenly demon body, mere divine fire, what else can we do?"

"Your body has absorbed all the devilish energy in the Nether Secret Realm, and now you still want it? It's already difficult to go back to the way. Our master doesn't know yet. You have been hesitating because you are afraid that he will disappoint you?"

"Enough." Shen Shu growled.

"Master promised that if I don't use the power in my body and practice quietly, I will always be with me. I also want to be with him all the time as he wishes, so that he will not be caught by the world. Tired, live comfortably?..."

"—and watch? He dies?" Mozun asked?

Shen Shu was silent.

The hand holding the teapot became tighter and tighter.

Ye Yunlan was waiting for Shen Shu to make tea.

The wind chimes at the door suddenly rang.

Before he got up, the door opened slightly.

A man in a white coat with a crane cloak stood at the door.There are still peach blossom petals on his shoulders that have not fallen, and the hem of the always white crane cloak is also stained with mud. He has white hair and a high crown, and his handsome and cold face looks like ice.

Mr. Qiyun.

One of the people Ye Yunlan doesn't want to meet in this life.

He felt that the dull pain in his chest seemed to reappear faintly, accompanied by an unspeakable phantom pain.That kind of pain, even though hundreds of years have passed, is still entangled in his dreams for a long time.One of the sources of his nightmares these years.

"What is the suzerain here for?" He said expressionlessly.

When he was speaking, he was still sitting in front of the case, without the thought of getting up to greet him.

That's very rude.Also very? Disrespectful.

Few people in the world are so presumptuous in front of Mr. Qiyun.

But Qi Yunjun didn't say anything, he just walked up to Ye Yunlan, took out something from his arms, bent over and put it on the table in front of him.

It is a black jade.

A piece of black jade that was already broken, but was carefully glued together piece by piece.

Ye Yunlan looked down, but didn't reach for it.

"What is the suzerain's move?" He asked.The voice was extremely cold.

Mr. Qiyun was silent for a while, and said: "This is your thing, you should take it away."

Ye Yunlan: "I remember that the suzerain said before that this jade is the only one in the world, it is the suzerain's token, and it will not belong to me. Now the suzerain says it is mine? It's a bit ridiculous."

Qi Yun-jun was silent for a little longer, before he said hoarsely: "It was I who recognized the wrong person, miscalculated the cause and effect, and... destroyed the wrong jade."

All his life, he was ruthless and ruthless, and he was extremely skilled in the way of swordsmanship. He never confessed his mistakes to anyone.

For Ye Yunlan, it was his first time.

He never regretted anything either.

But the first time he destroyed himself? Moyu, sticking together piece by piece.

He said: "Now that the jade is returned to you, what I owe you will definitely be returned to you."

Ye Yunlan: "A broken piece of jade, what do I want? What does it do?"