white clothes

Jinghong Xueyi fainted in the cell with a faint white light, but it was a pity that a large area was polluted by blood. Xie Chenyuan sat cross-legged on the stone bed, stretching out his palm with difficulty. It took a while for the demonic energy to gather into a wisp and dissipate quickly.

The hook bone eight carp thorn is really powerful in suppressing the magic energy.

Xie Chenyuan looked down at his wound. Because of the slow healing, the wound was still bleeding, and the air was full of bloody smell. It would probably take a long time to heal.

He looked around the cave, and found that the cell he was in was the innermost cell, and there was another cell adjacent to him on the left side. Weeds were piled up on the stone platform, the ground was full of rocks, and there were spider webs everywhere in the crevices. It looked bigger than him. This side is even more desolate, there is a step up, and there are three prison cells on it, when Xie Chenyuan came in, he took a careful look, the first one was empty, and the second one was covered with white feathers, there were so many feathers Almost half of the cell was covered, and Xie Chenyuan guessed that the prisoner should be a bird or beast monster, and the third cell was empty.

On the sixth floor, there should only be two prisoners.

Xie Chenyuan was thinking, and suddenly heard a lazy voice.

"It's really rare to see in a hundred years. A neighbor is coming next door."

Xie Chenyuan was surprised and looked at the cell next to him. He hadn't noticed the sound in that cell before.

I saw the weeds moving around on the stone bed in the cell next door. A thin arm protruded from the weeds, followed by the tattered sleeves. At a glance, there were two or three big holes and seven or eight small holes. Air leaks everywhere.

Xie Chenyuan carefully sensed it with the little magic power left, and finally noticed the faint sound. It seems that this person used the method of tortoise's breath. Seeing that his sleeves are torn like this, it is definitely not overnight. He can use the tortoise's breath to preserve his strength Also a good idea.

"Hello." Xie Chenyuan greeted his neighbors.

After a strange silence, a burst of laughter suddenly broke out in the next cell.

An unkempt man waved away the weeds piled up on his body, sat up, the chain behind him rattled, and his rough voice contained a hint of amusement: "I haven't seen such a polite junior for a long time, May I have your name?"

"Juniors dare not come forward." Xie Chenyuan leaned against the cold stone wall, thinking about the identity of the neighbor next door.

"Hmph, you kid, you are quite vigilant." The man leaned on the stone bed without bones, his whole body was sluggish, and he snorted, "Will I change my name or surname if I'm going to sit down, Nangong Jie."

Xie Chenyuan looked at the man opposite, and was the first to notice his injury.

The wound pierced by the hook bone eight carp thorn has formed a hole, and from Xie Chenyuan's line of sight, you can even see the bones in the man's body through the hole.

But the man didn't seem to feel the pain, he swayed left and right, and the short iron chain rubbed against the stone platform, making noise.

Xie Chenyuan did not expect that the head of the Blood Yin Sect was still alive.

"Hey, I told you my name, where's your name? And why did those people from Daomen arrest you in? What crime did you commit?" Nangong Jie still didn't wake up easily. At this moment, he was pleasantly surprised to find that there were neighbors. The desire to chat is stronger than ever.

"Boy, talk."

Xie Chenyuan closed his eyes, he needed to adjust his injury.

"Little devil."

A stone was thrown and hit Xie Chenyuan's stone bed, and Gulu rolled to his hand.

Then came the second piece, the third piece...

Xie Chenyuan opened his eyes, waved away a stone that was coming towards him, and looked at Nangong Jie: "Senior, you are so boring."

"Hey." Nangong Jie laughed, his dirty long black hair was curled up, and he pushed it back, revealing an unexpectedly handsome face.

Xie Chenyuan wondered in his heart, could it be that this person's magic skills are so profound that he can survive thousands of years without losing his face and body?It is even scarier than some demon cultivators who dominate with their own power.

1000 years, not decades, hundreds of years, but 1000 years.

"It's too quiet here, and it's not easy to have a living breath. Don't I care about you?" Nangong Jie came to Xie Chenyuan's side, and he straightened the chain that was not long at all, but unfortunately it was almost there.

Xie Chenyuan noticed that the stone wall of his cell was uneven, and then thought of the pile of rocks on the ground, so he knew it.

"Boy, what's your name?" Nangong Jie still didn't give up, stopped at the place closest to Xie Chenyuan, and cursed fiercely by the way: This damn stinger!

"Xie Chenyuan." Xie Chenyuan thought about it and told him.

"Well, that's a bad name." Nangong Jie touched his chin and said, "Thank you Chen Yuan, Shen Yuan, isn't this just falling into the abyss and not being able to survive?"

Xie Shenyuan was silent.

Nangong Jie squinted at his neighbor and reminded him: "Don't waste your efforts, your injury won't heal after hundreds of years."

He snorted coldly: "Da Daomen has a lot of tricks to torture people. You, after the flesh and blood of the wound inside slowly scabs, just fix it in one position and don't move around, and you won't feel the pain."

"By the way, what did you do to get arrested?" Nangong Jie asked.

Xie Chenyuan didn't want to answer.

Nangong Jie turned cold, and snorted: "After a few hundred years, if no one talks, you will automatically talk to me." After speaking, he went back to the end stone bed and lay down.

Xie Shenyuan didn't care about him.

There was no day and night in the cave, and after Xie Chenyuan finished meditating, only the horn lamp emitted a yellow light, and the silence spread in the cave, and the silent breathing could be heard.

Xie Chenyuan looked at the cell on the left. Nangong Jie was lying on the stone bed without any image, looking out of the cell, what was he thinking?

The candle flame flickered suddenly.

Xie Chenyuan saw who was coming, and pursed his thin lips slightly.

Without saying a word, Shen Zong put the alcohol, povidone iodine, cotton swabs, and Yuji ointment on the stone bed.

Nangong Jie opened his eyes and looked at the young man who suddenly appeared in the opposite cell, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Xie Chenyuan held Shen Zong's hand that wanted to take off his clothes, and said in a low voice: "Didn't I tell you not to come?"

Shen Zong kept his face sullen and did not speak, his broken hair covered his eyebrows and eyes, and from Xie Chenyuan's perspective, only a sharp chin could be seen.

Ah Zong... seems to have lost a lot of weight...

Shen Zong knelt on the stone bed without saying a word, because the hook bone thorn pierced through the back, and then hooked back into the collarbone, so there were three wounds, and because the wounds were extremely deep, they were still bleeding , dyed Jinghong Xueyi red.

Shen Zong wiped the wound carefully with alcohol cotton, and then disinfected the surrounding area with iodophor. When he saw the wound on the shoulder armor on his back clearly, his hands trembled and he did not move for a long time.

Xie Chenyuan knew what Ah Zong was thinking without turning his head.

But he didn't know what to say, he was not good at words, he had already told A Zong what he should say, and it was pointless to say any more.

Shen Zong carefully treated the wound, and then wiped off the blood on the back of Xie Chenyuan's hand with alcohol cotton. After everything was done, he took out the snow lotus and ginseng fruit he bought from the mall, and handed it to Xie Chenyuan's pale lips.

"You're hurt, I'll feed you." Shen Zong stopped Xie Chenyuan from moving his hand, insisting.

Xie Chenyuan was quite uncomfortable, but seeing Shen Zong's haggard and thin face, he still opened his mouth.

After eating the fruit, Xie Chenyuan felt much better. Since the demonic energy in his body was suppressed, his dantian had dried up and his meridians were stagnant. However, after eating this bright white fruit, his physical strength was slowly recovering. Yu Wu, but at least not so weak.

Shen Zong looked at Xie Chenyuan, who was sitting upright with cold eyes and eyes, and slowly sat beside him, then lay on the stone bed with his clothes on, pillowed on his lap, buried his face in a pile of snow-coloured clothes, smelling his The smell of cold fragrance on his body, he didn't sleep all night, he was tortured by guilt, sadness and anger, he closed his eyes and saw the scene of Xie Chenyuan imprisoned in the prison covered in blood. The medicine for the injury returned to the Longevity Continent.

Xie Chenyuan was keenly aware of Nangong Jie's attention to Shen Zong, and slightly raised his sleeve to cover Shen Zong.

Shen Zong felt that the pleasant smelling Lengxiang was getting closer to him. He opened his eyes, and in front of his eyes were snow-like sleeves covering him. A hand stretched out from the cuff of Qiongyi, with well-defined joints, thin phalanges, and round nails. , there are slightly thin calluses on the palms of the fingers, such hands, but they can bring him inexplicable peace of mind.

He held that hand and completely covered his face with it, and the cold sleeves fell down on his face, and Shen Zong felt that he was surrounded by a cloud of snow.

Does snow have a smell?

Xie Chenyuan said no, but he clearly felt that Xie Chenyuan himself had the smell of snow, and the cold fragrance invaded his nostrils, his heart and lungs, his brain...

The heart began to beat violently, with a loud bang, as if it was about to jump out of his throat and out of his body, and then said loudly to Xie Chenyuan: I love you, I love you, telling him his love continuously.

He really... loves Xie Shen Yuan so much.

what to do?More and more love, more and more reluctant, more and more... want to pull him into my own world...

This world is not good, he should go to my world...

Shen Zong bit the soft flesh in his cheek and felt a slight pain. His eyes were dim, and his half-opened eyes could only see the flesh of Xie Chenyuan's palm. He was like a fairy, with a fragrance penetrating his bones.

Xie Chenyuan's eyes, which were originally resting and slightly closed, suddenly widened, his whole body froze, his fingers moved unconsciously, he moved his hand away, revealing Shen Zong's haggard face, the young man's hair was messy on his forehead, some were too upturned , stood up, feeling hairy, but a pair of eyes were too bright, staring straight at him, there seemed to be an invisible deep gully vortex inside, as black as Shen Zhou saw, it was Xie Chenyuan himself.

He is looking at him, Xie Shenyuan knows.

Ah Zong often looks at him.

He also knew.

Xie Chenyuan should be no stranger to this, but at this moment, he couldn't understand Shen Zong again.

What was his friend thinking?

Why did you suddenly... kiss his palm?

When Xie Chenyuan thought of this, the tips of his ears were reddish, and there seemed to be a warm touch in his palm, which was vivid and weird, and he couldn't get rid of it.

"A Zong, you..." Xie Chenyuan opened his mouth, wanting to ask clearly.

"Shen Yuan, I'm so sleepy, let me sleep for a while, I didn't sleep all day last night." Shen Zong laughed, and he pulled Xie Chenyuan's hand back into his arms, curled up contentedly and peacefully On the stone bed, with the same coquettish tone as before, he muttered something and then fell into a deep sleep.

Xie Chenyuan asked halfway, stuck words, he looked down at Ah Zong's side face, thought for a while, and patted Shen Zong's back lightly with the other hand.

It should just be... unintentional, Xie Chenyuan thought to himself.