crossing magic

When Yuan Xin woke up, before he had time to hum, his brain suddenly felt painful, and countless memory fragments swarmed in.

That person's unfeeling face, cold tone, and knife-like words...

It's all him, every picture has him—Cang Ming!

He said: "What are you, worthy of asking about this Lord?"

He said: "You are not as good as him, if you keep pestering him, I will break your leg."

He said: "In that case, you will die!"

Then, he died...

"Boy, escaping is not the way, don't be so stupid."

Yuan Xin turned her head, and Zen Ancient God was stroking his precious beard with an inscrutable expression on his face.

Wanting to turn over and get out of bed, Yuan Xin realized that she was seriously injured and couldn't move at all. For the sake of being an immortal, she was also drunk.

"God, long time no see."

He knew that he was no longer a child, but this day still came.

"You don't have to be polite to the old man, just sit up and recuperate."

Master Zen Gu helped him up, and said with his tongue, "This chin is sharp and his body is too weak. No wonder he is always bullied by that bastard. What do you think I should say about you?"

Yuan Xin changed the subject, "Shangshen, I'm afraid I can't help you much, and the hard work you spent on me at the beginning may be in vain."

"It's too early to say." Chan Gu said haha: "Besides, there is Yan Cang, that kid will give Qing Lan away? It's impossible, even if Cang Ming loses control in the end, it's a big deal to seal him again. It's just that when the time comes you..."

"I've given up." Yuan Xin's dark eyes flickered for a moment, unable to tell whether it was true or false.

The Zen Ancient Master smiled but said nothing, saying that Cang Ming really has no feelings for Yuan Xin?He doesn't believe it!

Although I don't know what happened to Yuan Xin when he died, but the Chan Ancient God can be sure that Yuan Xin's soul was sent into reincarnation by Cang Ming, and there is a seal left by Cang Ming to protect him.

Yuan Xi stumbled in from the door and saw Yuan Xin who was meditating on the bed, she was speechless in a daze.

"Yuanxin will be taken care of by you. You Zhenjun is not here. Old man, I will stay in Yuji Mountain temporarily. Call me if you need something."

Yuan Xi even forgot to salute to the ancient god of Zen, and roared violently in his heart: "What kind of world is this? Why are one and two so scary? Cang Ming's soft little bun has grown up all of a sudden. Even Yuan Xin, a foolish boy who is always stupid, fell down and died? What the hell is it?"

Looking at Yuan Xin's pale face, Yuan Xi couldn't express what she felt in her heart.

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After Qinglan found the eye of the formation, the two of them worked together to break the formation.

Yan Cang took out a mirror, stood in front of Qing Lan, and said suavely, "Qing Lan, comb my hair for me."

Qing Lan glanced sideways, and was speechless: "You treat the sky-peeping mirror as a mirror?"

"It was originally a mirror." After cleaning up Song Heng, Yan Cang naturally took away the sky-peeping mirror.

"Give it to me." Qing Lan took the mirror and made a trick, and soon, the battle between immortals and demons 500 years ago appeared in the Sky Peeping Mirror.

Yan Cang was taken aback: "You know?"

"After I woke up, I felt that there was a problem with my memory. Although Song Heng's technique was brilliant, my intuition was always accurate. Later, after you woke up, you said that I forgot our agreement. At that time, I was sure that my memory had a problem. "

"That's when he started to doubt Song Heng?"

Qinglan didn't answer directly, but said: "There are too many coincidences, and before I fell into a coma, he was the only one besides Master by my side."

"You kept it a secret." Yan Cang was very upset that that kid Song Heng dared to Xiao Xiangqinglan, he should be grilled directly.

The skypeeping mirror stopped on the day of the battle between immortals and demons, and Yan Cang shouted at the Emperor of Heaven, "I want Qing Lan!"

As soon as he heard this sentence, the mirror in his hand was snatched by Yan Cang, and a shameless dragon coughed and said, "You just need to know my heart, don't be burdened, anyway, I know your temper , I'll just wait." The words were righteous.

Qing Lan didn't speak, she stood behind Yan Cang and combed his long hair with her hands.

On the second floor, Yan Cang was still observing the environment, and Qing Lan had already found a place to sit cross-legged. When Yan Cang realized something was wrong, he had already started to exercise his skills to repair the memory changed by Song Heng.

"What an idiot, what does it matter if you remember?"

That's what he said, but seeing Qing Lan doing this, Yan Cang was still very excited, and hurriedly sat opposite Qing Lan to protect him.

An hour later, Qing Lan fell softly into Yan Cang's arms, sweating profusely.

"Idiot, what an idiot." Yan Cang was so distressed that he helped Qinglan refresh himself with a formula, and then made a couch out of the Qiankun bag, and then lay down on it with his arms in his arms.

Qing Lan moved her soul just now, and it is estimated that she will sleep for several hours.

He couldn't fall asleep at first, he was stroking Qinglan's side face with one hand, thinking about what to do, maybe because he was already in his arms and his heart was more stable, he fell asleep before he could figure out what to do.

In her dream, Qing Lan dreamed that she was warm all over, and the temperature was not too high, but it seemed to melt him. When she woke up, she saw that Yan Cang was holding him in his arms, and his limbs were entwined.

Yan Cang has done this kind of thing many times, but at this moment, Qing Lan felt his face was hot.

He remembered everything, all the memories related to Yan Cang were not lacking at all.

In fact, Song Heng didn't need to do anything extra. Hearing Yan's words 500 years ago was not that touching. At that time, he tried his best to save Yan Cang, and it had nothing to do with love. On the contrary, Qing Lan doubted his own memory. After being tampered with by Song Heng, he instead focused more on Yan Cang, which meant that he would ponder every word and action of Yan Cang.

In this way, how can he not be moved?

But this person is still so...difficult!

Qinglan was about to move the arms around her waist away, but the person in front of her opened her eyes: "Qinglan, I hugged you for four hours, and if you don't say that I will give you a warm kiss as a token of gratitude, it's fine, why are you so heartbroken?" Ruthless, throw it away when you're done using it?"

Qinglan was helpless: "Hurry up, do you want to be trapped here forever?"

"Yes and no? Didn't you come here just to talk about love with me?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Qing Lan stood up and walked away from the man: "Let's study this demon tower first."

Yan Cang rubbed his chin and said with a smile, "Qing Lan, your ears are red."

Qing Lan's back suddenly froze.