The whole world of comprehension is chasing after me [Transmigration Book]

Shen Lianyu didn't tell Mingshu what he liked about Han Zhi, it was enough to talk about it to this point.

The air is filled with a shattering tranquility, and a few pieces of snow from the extreme arctic ice field drift in and fall on the glacier, repeating thousands of journeys.

Frozen three feet does not happen in a day, and his feelings for Han Zhi cannot be explained clearly in a few sentences, but Shen Lianyu knows what he wants, who he likes, and who he does not want to hurt.

The former is Master, while the latter... is Toffee.

"Mingshu Demon King, don't look at me with such eyes..."

Shen Lianyu moved his neck stiffly, turned his head to avoid Mingshu's sight: "Even though I have left footprints in your life, I am just a passer-by after all, and you will meet people who are willing to stay in your world forever The person... or the demon, at that time, you will fall in love with him, and he will always be by your side."

It's just that that person won't be you, or his Yu'er...

"It won't happen."

Mingshu closed his eyes wearily, and interrupted him: "I won't meet again, I won't give other people such a chance, they won't leave footprints... In my world, you are enough, even if that Just a phantom in the water that can never be fished."

Hearing this, Shen Lianyu clenched his hands tightly, feeling a little helpless.

Just like Mingshu can't change the person he likes, he also can't persuade Mingshu to let go.

Mingshu stared at Shen Lianyu's thin wrist, a little dazed.

In his life, he has never left a place for Taoist companions. He bears the hope of revival of the Tiger Monster clan, and faces countless threats around him...

Mingshu chose the path he wanted to take, which is a path called responsibility to become stronger and protect his clansmen by any means.

So there was the encounter between him and Yu'er in the previous life, and then that person injected bright colors that he had never had before into his gray world, it was a gentle tone

He was by Mingshu's side, and accompanied him through so many uniform, boring and painful days, just like when he divided his soul and fell on the snow rabbit's head when the soul was in pain due to tearing. That gentle hand.

It wasn't until this time that Mingshu realized that the days when someone was by his side turned out to be like this...it was so beautiful, so beautiful that it softened his will, and he almost couldn't see the way he was going to go.

Now he just wants to go back to the original path, as if there is no difference, but it seems that something has changed.

He remembered that warm touch, that warm and soft hand, that clearer and better voice, and those twinkling eyes with tenderness hidden in cruelty.

That's enough.

He knows what he wants.

Mingshu stood up from the ground, and as his back straightened, the fierce temperament belonging to the demon king gradually returned to his body, even though he was bound with hoop spirit chains, he was no longer a little downcast.

"Yu'er, the reason why I took you deep into the illusion is because I know that the illusion happened ten thousand years ago when the Spirit Gathering Formation was first set up. I am willing to help you no matter what you want to do." You finish..."

"But in the last period of time, because I had already fought against Han Zhi, the **** who stayed in the illusion was also affected, and I didn't see what happened in the end..."

He paused, and when he mentioned Han Zhi, his expression was a little ugly: "Before Han Zhi forcibly awakened you from the illusion, did you see how the gathering array was arranged?"

There is no need to talk about the relationship between the two of them who are constantly arguing and still chaotic, Shen Lianyu let out a sigh of relief in his heart, and let go of his tightly clenched fists hanging by his sides.

He raised his head slightly, looked at Mingshu and said, "The Spirit Gathering Formation ten thousand years ago was completed with the lives of three Mahayana monks and countless Void Returning monks. No, it should be said that the Spirit Gathering Formation ten thousand years ago The formation was not completely completed at all, and the formation was forced to take shape before it was connected with the spirit veins, and the spirit-gathering formation on the boundary wall was originally a half-finished product."

It is the life of Venerable Yushen and the souls of those high-level monks who have suppressed countless demons.

Now, the demons have discovered the existence of the seal, and use more killings to appease the souls of those monks who died unjustly and with great hatred.

Mingshu frowned: "That is to say... we failed? You don't know how to repair the spirit gathering array?"

"No, I know..." Shen Lianyu paused, recalling the last behavior of Venerable Yushen, his face was still full of confusion, "At the last moment, Venerable Yushen did not die in the magic circle, but appeared in front of me , and passed on the complete Spirit Gathering Formation to me in an enlightening way."

However, Mingshu did not show joy, but blurted out with a look of shock: "Impossible! The illusion is just a history that keeps repeating. How can you interact with people who have fallen into the illusion?"

"Just like the Yaozu still couldn't stop Yang Bin's sneak attack even if there were four more spirit arrays, the phantom will use reasonable methods to change the direction of history back to its original appearance. We can only watch from the sidelines and cannot really affect things development of!"

Shen Lianyu didn't understand why he was so astonished. His breakthrough in cultivation base was too fast, resulting in some lack of common sense in some cultivation worlds, and he didn't dabble much in side methods such as magic circle and illusion.

He shook his head: "I don't know what you said, but the complete Spirit Gathering Formation is indeed in my sea of ​​consciousness, it can't be faked, right?"

Shen Lianyu tapped his temple with his fingers, and looked at Mingshu helplessly.

Mingshu didn't feel relieved, instead, his brows became tighter and tighter, and he muttered to himself, "I've never heard of such a thing... You, you should repeat the matter to Han Zhi in detail later..."

With a livid face, he gritted his teeth and said every word: "He, understands, yes, more than, me, maybe he will know the reason."

It was as if he was being tortured and said something against his will.

Shen Lianyu didn't know the seriousness of this matter, and he didn't take it seriously at first, but now that he was teased by his behavior, he almost laughed out loud.

He raised his hand to cover his mouth, trembling slightly.

Seeing him sniggering, Ming Shu stared at him unblinkingly, silently accusing him of his evil deeds.

What a pathetic big dog!

Shen Lianyu sighed in his heart.

He coughed lightly in embarrassment, and said as if nothing had happened: "Well, I will tell the master, since it is all right, then I will ask the master to come back and help you untie the chain of the hoop spirit?"

Ming Gouzi Shu's face darkened, and he was silent for a long time as if he had fallen asleep, before he let out a small "hmm" through his nasal cavity.

Shen Lianyu suppressed his laughter, and out of the cave, he shouted loudly to the meditating voice facing the ice wall: "Master!"

The plain white figure trembled slightly, and seemed to be pacing unhurriedly, but actually appeared in front of Shen Lianyu within two breaths.

"Finished?"

His face has returned to his usual indifference, and there is no trace of rage, but the sight that passes through Shen Lianyu's side and falls on a certain big dog that came out behind him is a little more irritable and gloomy.

Mingshu noticed it, and immediately adjusted his mood, grinning at Hanzhi pretending to be complacent.

That gloomy gaze instantly became a little more murderous.

Mingshu was in an indescribably happy mood, and the discomfort of being rejected just now seemed to have subsided somewhat.

Shen Lianyu didn't notice the undercurrent surging behind him, but noticed the slight stain on the hem of Han Zhi's robe, and his heart moved slightly.

Master lost his usual calmness... because of what?

There was no clue on Shen Lianyu's face, he stepped forward and stood beside Han Zhi, grabbed his sleeve, comforted him with his habitual small movements, and said, "Master, help the demon king Mingshu undo the prohibition, he wants to Back to the West Desert."

Hearing these words, Han Zhi, who was originally gloomy, turned from cloudy to clear in an instant, and raised his brows slightly: "Huh? He's going back to the West Desert? It's good."

It is rare for him to express his emotions clearly, even the ending sound has a cheerful tone, and his gaze is looking down, quite a bit of a victor's attitude.

Shen Lianyu had no choice but to pass through his sleeves and slightly grasped Han Zhi's hand covered under the sleeves of his robe, and squeezed it forcefully as if hinting.

Han Zhi was pleased by this small gesture, and turned slightly sideways, allowing the sleeves of his robe to be blown away by the cold wind of the extreme northern ice field, revealing the hands of the two of them, which Mingshu could see.

Mingshu: "..."

What did Yu'er see in this guy?

After admiring Mingshu's pantothenic eyes enough, Han Zhi leisurely waved his hand to remove Mingshu's restraint, and raised his hand with a sword aura to smash the ice cone.

Mingshu left.

Shen Lianyu was carried back to Baidi City by Han Zhi.

Before leaving, Shen Lianyu saw that the formations in this passage connecting the western desert and the extreme northern ice sheet had been almost completely destroyed, leaving only a few formations standing alone near the edge of the western desert.

Even the glaciers with the topography of the sky were almost completely changed by the violent coldness—the ice wall straight up and down became a gourd shape with a narrow top and a wide bottom. sword marks.

Shen Lianyu peeked at Han Zhi's face secretly, feeling a little complicated.

After discovering that he disappeared, Master was very anxious, right?

Shen Lianyu clenched his fists, feeling a little agitated.

Ever since he discovered his thoughts, he was unwilling to follow Han Zhi just as a burden. Even if Master himself didn't mind, he couldn't let it go.

Now, he has finally approached the realm of the master a little bit, and he can fight side by side with him a little bit.

"Master, I won't be easily taken away again in the future."

Standing behind Han Zhi, Shen Lianyu spoke softly.

Han Zhi turned his head, glanced at him, and a faint smile flashed across his stern face: "Well, Xiaoyu, who is my teacher, is already a Void-Returning Daoist, so he can be his own."

He rubbed Shen Lianyu's head, and then pinched his earlobe, with a tone as if coaxing a child.

Shen Lianyu's face burned a little bit, and he protested softly: "Don't treat me like a child!"

Han Zhi's eyes were dark, hiding complex emotions that were difficult to describe: "...in the future, never again."

Han Zhi dawdled subconsciously with his fingertips, yearning for the delicate touch on the young man's body.

Who made him feel that way about his little apprentice?

He wanted to do to him what an adult could do to him.

Shen Lianyu shivered for no reason, he didn't know why, but felt a chill all over his body.

He didn't understand why Master's eyes were a bit cold, so he called out, "Master?"

Han Zhi turned around, lowered his eyes to cover the churning thoughts, and wrote lightly: "It's all right, Baidi City is here, let's go find Luosi."

The author has something to say: also aware of his own thoughts, Xiaoyu and Shizun have completely different thoughts Xiaoyu: Will Shizun like me?Master can accept me?

Han Zhi: ...I want to kill him.

Hey, the action is determined by the attack!