"It's not an enemy... but it can't be a friend either."

Mingshu stared blankly at Shen Lianyu, at the hand he was holding with Han Zhi, at the glances between their brows and eyes full of hidden affection, and suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

What he wanted was not the status of a friend.

But the reality is that no matter what he does, it seems that he can only stop at this identity in the end, and can't get any closer.

Mingshu raised his head to look at Han Zhi, with a complicated expression on his face.

He doesn't like this rival in love, but he also knows that Yu'er grew up to be what he is now by his side. She has the innocence that he is attracted to, but she also has a bright mind. She is clear about what she wants, and what she doesn't like people

Even if they can't be separated temporarily, they won't give people extra expectations.

Such a seemingly cold gesture, but the starting point is extremely gentle

He didn't want to cut it off after giving himself slim expectations, and let the world have one more sad person, so every move hinted that they were impossible.

But the more this is the case, the more difficult it is for Mingshu to let go. After all, what fascinates him the most is this subconscious tenderness.

He is not reconciled... The last life was a wrong start, and this life is a one-step late acquaintance. Why do they always miss each other and never get a good result?

Deep anger was brewing in Mingshu's eyes, as if there was some beast roaring in his heart, wanting to rush out of the cage, screaming to tell him to be selfish once, and finally to work hard for his delusional thoughts again.

However, when he raised his head, he bumped into Shen Lianyu's shining eyes.

The boy's eyes are gentle and watery, exactly the same as the eyes he saw when he was Toffee.

The hostility in my heart was like a drop of water dripping into a lake, which disappeared in the circle of waves in the blink of an eye, and then the lake in my heart was calm, without waves or waves.

Mingshu sighed silently.

Forget it, as long as he wants, friends... or anything else, he is willing to accept.

The anger in Mingshu's eyes dimmed bit by bit, until finally only a little embers of desolation remained.

"Yu'er, can I have a few words with you alone?"

Shen Lianyu: "Okay."

Han Zhi: "No way!"

The voices of agreeing and rejecting sounded at the same time, Shen Lianyu was stunned for a moment, and turned back with some amusement: "Master, it's just a few words... Besides, you have disabled his ability to act, he can't, and doesn't have the ability to do it again." what to do to me."

He pointed to Wuwu's hands that were cut behind his back, and the ice pick that pierced through the wrist bone: "If the master is worried, don't untie him, just pull out the icicles. Believe me, the demon king His strong physique can hold up."

As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of both of them were not very good.

The reason for the cold stop is that Shen Lianyu is obviously determined, even if he wants to disobey his orders, he still has to communicate with Mingshu alone.

But Mingshu felt an indescribable sense of humiliation because of such an image, especially Han Zhi Zhilan Yushu standing beside Shen Lianyu, the two of them were like Shuyu on the top of the mountain in appearance and temperament, they were a perfect match, It even made him look like a prodigal dog with nothing...

Even though such a scene made him feel extremely embarrassed, Mingshu was still unwilling to give up this opportunity.

If Shen Lianyu was taken away by Han Zhi, some words...may be kept in my heart for the rest of my life.

He thought for a while, and put away the demon power that had been contending with the hoop spirit chain behind him.

Behind Mingshu, the translucent chain of spiritual power that was just floating above his body suddenly looked like a hungry poisonous snake, winding its way up his wrist, up his shoulder, passing through his collarbone, chest, and perineum, and finally circled back to the ice pick , connected end to end to form a dead knot.

The moment he was bound by the chains, Mingshu's face turned pale instantly. He raised his head and looked at Han Zhi with a sarcasm on his face: "Are you satisfied with this?"

The hoop spirit chain is the most vicious punishment for monks. Once the chain is attached, the two spirit snakes will absorb the demon power from the prisoner's body all the time, turning him into a mortal without cultivation.

Mortals would naturally not be Shen Lianyu's opponent, let alone pose a threat to him.

Shen Lianyu was slightly moved, and couldn't bear it.

There is no need for Mingshu to do this...

Mingshu endured the pain of the hoop spirit chains, and begged tremblingly: "Yu'er, I just want to say a few words to you, I really won't hurt you, don't be so cruel to me..."

Shen Lianyu couldn't help persuading again after hearing the words: "Master, it's just a few words, it's nothing."

Shen Lianyu also wanted to speak clearly with Mingshu.

At the very least, make things clear about the toffee.

It's not that he forgave Mingshu for deceiving himself, it's just that the toffee once gave him great comfort, which made him not know how to face Mingshu and what attitude he should use to treat him.

But it's not in his character to face a relationship so confusedly.

Some things must be made clear.

Facing the earnest little apprentice Han Zhi, a rare feeling of anger surfaced in his heart.

Mingshu indulged in the hoop spirit chains and added to his body, obviously it was a bitter trick against Xiaoyu, but Xiaoyu chose to follow this trick...

What's more, Xiaoyu begged him like that, no matter how unwilling he was, he couldn't refuse Shen Lianyu's request.

Han Zhi closed his eyes and sighed helplessly: "Forget it, since you are willing to give him a chance, then go."

He looked down at the boy: "Call me if you need anything."

After speaking, he flew away without waiting for Shen Lianyu's response.

Shen Lianyu relaxed, looking at the master's back with a smile in his eyes.

——Master is always like this, no matter what kind of request he puts forward, no matter how unhappy he is, he will still choose to indulge himself in the end.

He was not cultivated enough, so he couldn't notice that Han Zhi's spiritual consciousness still stayed here, but Mingshu was a fellow monk, but he could vaguely sense that there was another person's consciousness staying nearby, watching their every move .

Mingshu was so angry that he didn't come up.

Does Han Zhi not understand the word "alone"?Who is being fooled by this attitude?

Mingshu's face was gloomy, but when he looked up, he saw Shen Lianyu's proud expression of "my master is so kind", and he almost spit out blood on the spot.

Shen Lianyu could see his emotions, and defended his master a little unhappy: "Don't think my master is too much, if you didn't take me away while I was unconscious, my master would Where would you be so guarded against you?"

Mingshu: "???"

He was so angry that he wanted to curse, but when he met Shen Lianyu's eyes, the anger disappeared easily.

He always has nothing to do with him.

Yu'er didn't understand that Han Zhi was so on guard against him not because he was worried that he would hurt him, nor was he worried that he would repeat his tricks and rob him again...

Han Zhi simply realized that Shen Lianyu's attitude towards him was different from others, like a beast whose territory had been violated, instinctively resisting the invaders.

A mocking smile appeared on Mingshu's lips.

When he should be sober, he is self-deceived, and when he is sober, he is cowardly afraid to express his heart... Such a person, what does Yu'er like about him?

Mingshu's heart was sour and bitter, and his eyes were dim.

"Yu'er, help me, I've been kneeling for a long time, and my knees are a bit weak..." His voice was hoarse.

Shen Lianyu stepped forward to help him up, looked hesitantly at the snow rabbit on his head, and finally resisted touching it, "Let's talk about it here."

"No," Mingshu shook his head, and used his jaw to stop the cave just opened, "Go inside, I don't want your master to see me in such a state of embarrassment as soon as he turns around."

Shen Lianyu hesitated for a while, but finally nodded, agreed to his request, supported Mingshu's arm, and walked slowly into the cave.

Limited by his cultivation, just as he didn't realize that Han Zhi was still spying on him with his divine sense, he also didn't realize that the moment he entered the cave, Mingshu used his divine sense to link up with the remaining formation here, isolating Han Zhi's spiritual sense prying.

Mingshu tilted his head, and the smile on his face was fleeting: they finally got a space where they could communicate "alone".

And Shen Lianyu knew nothing about all this.

As soon as he helped Mingshu sit down, he couldn't wait to ask: "Mingshu, I want to know...why did you send the toffee to me in the first place?"

His eyes were burning, and there was a mind in him that he hadn't noticed.

Hundreds of feet away, Han Zhi's consciousness was shielded in vain, and sword light gushed out from his side, angrily destroying a mountain top.

"Damn it, that guy actually kept a hand!"

He couldn't hear Xiaoyu's voice.

A sense of uneasiness arises spontaneously.

No matter how much he wanted to rush back and slash open that formation, he couldn't do so.

Once you act like that, it is tantamount to calling yourself out to the little apprentice: Although I promised to let you communicate alone, I have been eavesdropping on your conversation.

Not only is it embarrassing, but it will also destroy the solemn image of Master in Shen Lianyu's heart.

As long as Shen Lianyu didn't call him, he couldn't go there.

He knew that Mingshu would not hurt Shen Lianyu, but he didn't know what Mingshu would say to Xiaoyu...

If Mingshu breaks his mind, how will Xiaoyu react?

Han Zhi paced the ground in boredom, the hem of his snow-colored clothes brushed against the ice, and was stained with falling snowflakes, leaving mottled wet marks, but he, who always loves to be clean, didn't even look at it.

Even if Xiaoyu once looked at him with that kind of admiring eyes, but he is still young, he may not know what liking is, but he instinctively relies on himself who has been protecting him all the time, maybe also mixed with admiration for the strong

That kind of young people's feelings are sincere and passionate, but at the same time they are too fragile to withstand any wind and rain.

No matter what Mingshu said, he would have lived for hundreds of years longer, and he would not lack experience and knowledge. If he wanted to deceive Xiaoyu...

An implacable anxiety arose in Han Zhi's heart, and the sword energy subconsciously dispersed, leaving messy sword marks on the ice wall, but when put together, it turned out to be a word "Yu".

Such worry about gain and loss...

Han Zhi looked dazed, looked at the writing on the ice wall, and slowly closed his eyes.

With a faint sigh, Han Zhi flicked his sleeves, erasing the traces on the ice.

He hasn't figured it out yet...how to deal with the relationship with the little apprentice, and what capacity can he use to interfere with his choice?

The author has something to say: Han Zhi always thought that he was tolerating the little apprentice, but in fact, if the little apprentice saw this scene,

Shen Lianyu (XX_X): Master who is turning around, so cute~ Hey, wife!

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