Ancestor, your soy sauce bottle fell off

Just when Shan Qingya was staying in his room for the 120th time suspecting that the so-called crusade against demons was just a group of idlers looking for fun, an unexpected night attack slapped him in the face. Well, Feng Kuang took an extremely ugly pet and single-handedly attacked the island where the monks were stationed at night.

Are you fucking 484? !

Shan Qingya looked at someone with long hair and red eyes, his expressionless face could kill a mosquito.

The beating seemed to be a matter of course, and Shan Qingya stood aside coldly, watching Feng Kuang overturn a large number of Nascent Soul cultivators beside him in a calm and crazy way, the huge gap in cultivation was at this moment Obviously.

During this period, it was not that no one wanted to ask Shan Qingya to go up with him or hide beside him, but these people were "unfortunately" wrapped into Feng Kuang's attack range by Xi, and then overturned.Tian Yuanzi stood aside, smiling very amiably.Then, Shan Qingya's body was completely clean.

Just when the cultivator at the transformation stage was about to move and wanted to join the battlefield, Shan Qingya moved, but he didn't go for Feng Kuang, he went for Wei Lin, that's right, it was Wei Lin's Wei Lin. , Wei Lin's Lin, but who the hell can tell him why the protagonist appears here?

Shan Qingya looked at the plot master who had been shattered into powder and gone with the wind, the sadness in his heart was almost like a river against the current!

The most important thing is that although the protagonist is still on the road to becoming a demon, it is obviously different from the original book regardless of the process and reason!

Shan Qingya, who was very tired, was very confident in Feng Kuang's strength. Even if he lost completely, he believed that his master would not let him be killed, and they would not be in charge of any torture, saying To be honest, Shan Qingya really hoped that someone would teach this bastard Feng Kuang a lesson.

So, he just went after the third apprentice who was obviously full of demonic energy under the speechless and shocked gaze of the others.

"Wei Lin!" The cold voice seemed devoid of emotion and strength, but it was this voice that was muffled by the wind in Shan Qingya's ears, which effectively stopped Wei Lin from continuing to escape (maybe passing by?) .

"Master." Wei Lin turned around and smiled softly. He was still wearing a snow-white shirt, but this shirt did not have Wendao Zong's embroidered patterns. A pair of red pupils were like fine rubies, bright, translucent and Flawless, at this moment slightly bent his eyes to look at him, there was an indescribably alluring flavor.

Shan Qingya's head was dizzy for a moment, he quietly looked at Wei Lin who had taken off his cute and gentle clothes, and suddenly thought that this is what the protagonist should look like, but he couldn't be happy at all, heavy The sadness overwhelmed him so much that he couldn't breathe, he thought of Li's pure joyful smile in the fantasy world mirror, and the sadness and sorrow in his heart caught him off guard.

I made him like this.

Nothing could make Shan Qingya realize this more clearly than this moment.

"You..." Shan Qingya wanted to say a lot, such as when did you become a demon, did you hook up with Fengkuang long ago, such as how did you enter the fantasy mirror... But these are all in the other party's hands. The focus was so deep that it was blocked in his throat under the frightening gaze, and in the end he only asked, "Must it be like this?"

Do you have to get yourself to a dead end to test him?

Wei Lin gazed greedily and longingly at his eyes, and replied quietly: "Master, I can't stand it. I'm very tired."

He couldn't stand this person's indifferent attitude, couldn't stand so many people around this person, and couldn't stand the emptiness and despair of losing it after getting it.

Shan Qingya closed his eyes, didn't say anything more, he drew out his Jueyue.

At first he was too confused to pay attention, but now he noticed that he could no longer see through this person's cultivation.Sure enough, all demon cultivators have their own cheating devices!

There was a gloomy streamer in his eyes, and Wei Lin said lightly: "Master, you can't beat me. I am in the late stage of transformation. Besides, I major in swords."

Fuck!Boy, is it really good for you to say it so bluntly!

Shan Qingya silently swallowed a mouthful of old blood in his throat, and always felt that Wei Lin's words just now had a sense of earnest teaching, which must be his illusion!

"Okay, let's talk then."

After a long silence, Shan Qingya chose to be a hero with deep merit and fame, and if it can be resolved peacefully, let's resolve it peacefully, although he thinks this possibility is slightly less.

Wei Lin didn't know whether he was disappointed or relieved, and turned around to lead the way, "Follow me."

He just showed his back to me.

Shan Qingya lowered his eyelids and followed.

The place they went to was very close to the island where the monks were stationed. If you have to say how close it is, let's put it this way, the distance between Xuanwei Peak where Qinghe's head is located and Wenshui Peak where Shan Qingya is.

Shan Qingya: ...

So aren't both sides masters of prohibition?So you are all restricted by smashing spirit stones, right? !It's also drunk to be so close that we can't find each other.

Wei Lin doesn't know how long he's been here. Shan Qingya, who is familiar with the road, entered the forbidden area, and walked into a familiar...yard, why do you say it looks familiar, because it has lived with them in the fantasy mirror for decades The yard is exactly the same.

Thinking of that period of time, Shan Qingya's expression rarely became slightly confused. There is no doubt that although it was an illusion, those decades were the most comfortable time Shan Qingya lived after crossing over. Suspicious and suspicious of everyone, as simple as an illusory dream.

——This is also the reason why it is difficult for him to face Wei Lin anymore, he can no longer treat him as his lover who has passed his whole life, and he can no longer treat him as a pure protagonist of a novel.

"Master, drink tea." Wei Lin didn't seem to see his master's tranced expression, took him to the bedroom where they lived before, poured him a glass of water, and looked very gentle and considerate, with a single face. The kind of tender and sweet smile that I have seen for decades.

Shan Qingya knew what he wanted to do, but he was powerless to struggle, he could no longer maintain a cold and cruel face, he admitted that he couldn't let go of this memory, but was it just a memory?

--he does not know.

Avoiding his sight in some embarrassment, Shan Qingya tried to calm down, "Why did you—"

"Master, do you still remember our 20-year agreement?" Wei Lin threw out this sentence before he could finish speaking.

Shan Qingya suffocated, of course he remembered.At the beginning, he thought that he would come out after only 20 years after entering the Fantasy Mirror, and during these 20 years, Wei Lin, who is the protagonist of a stallion novel, would always be able to find a girl he likes before giving up being with him, which is unrealistic However, he didn't expect that he would stay for 65 years, and Wei Lin went directly to find him in the fantasy mirror.

"When I first heard this sentence, I thought Master finally accepted me, but—" As if he didn't want to say this, Wei Lin changed the subject and asked eagerly: "Why did Master want to follow me in the Fantasy Mirror?" Together, in Yunxiao but unwilling..."

Since you don't mind being with the same sex, why do you push him away over and over again.

"Because we are masters and apprentices." Shan Qingya took a sip of clear water - he felt his lips were extremely dry, but his palms were clearly sweating - he calmly spoke cruelly.

But when he said that, there was a voice in his heart that retorted weakly, no, he didn't accept him, not because they were of the same sex, not because they were of the same sex, but just because he didn't dare, because... he was afraid of being abandoned ah.

"Really?" Wei Lin said lightly, but there was still some dark wound in his soft voice, which made the smile on his face pale and powerless.

"Qingya, in the mirror of the fantasy world, did you love...like me for a moment?" After a long time, Wei Lin spoke in a low voice, the gentle and deep voice was not so much a question, but a sad prayer .

Shan Qingya's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he just turned his head to the side and did not answer his question.

"I see." Wei Lin smiled faintly, and at some point a candle appeared in his hand. Under Shan Qingya's bewildered gaze, he lit it with a smile that was as gentle as it was crazy. Zun doesn't like me, I can only keep you in this way.

Shan Qingya immediately turned off his five senses. He could guarantee that he did not absorb any oxygen after the incense candle was lit, but he still lost his strength little by little, so he could only lie limply on the table. It looked extraordinarily clear when it was not full.

So what's so weird about it...

The last thought flashed through his mind, and Shan Qingya completely lost consciousness.

Wei Lin was standing opposite him. Even though this person stayed here so obediently, he still felt chest pains that made him breathless. After all, what kept the master from accepting him?What the hell—how did they become like this?

Closing his eyes, Wei Lin said lightly, "Come here."

"Uncle Master?" Zhang Yu stood with lowered brows as soon as he came in, not even daring to raise his eyelashes. Of course he knew who was in the room, but it was because he knew who he was that he was so cautious and terrified.

"After a quarter of an hour, tell that person that you can come back." After a pause, Wei Lin added, "Tell him, the Immortal Drunken Brew is ready."

Zhang Yu suddenly felt a little unease in his heart. Before he could study it carefully, he saw that the man had bent down and gently hugged Daoist Qingya (maybe he was the ancestor) and walked out of the room slowly. At the moment of opening and closing, golden sunlight poured down the sky and covered the sky, but it disappeared quickly, but the warmth left at that moment made people involuntarily pursue, snatch, and... monopolize.

Wei Lin brought Shan Qingya back to Wendaozong, but this time he took people directly to Yunxiahai. The spring has just passed, and the peach blossoms have already fallen, and the green branches and leaves cut the sky to pieces. There was golden sunlight falling, but it was covered by the leaves suddenly blown by the wind in an instant, and disappeared among the branches and leaves.

Wei Lin walked to the side of the big tree where he had been with his master when he was young, and his expression became uncontrollably warm.

It was here that he felt for the first time what salvation was.