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Fang Yan leaned over, wanting to hug Lin Zhouyue to comfort him, but he stopped forcibly because he was afraid of being disgusted, so he just kept his hands on his temples to relieve pressure.

Fang Yan: "Not listening or watching in the clouds is completely different from walking in the world in person. Day and moon, what do you think of this world?"

Lin Zhouyue: "It's not very good."

Fang Yan: "But it's not that bad, is it?"

Seeing that Lin Zhouyue didn't answer, Fang Yan continued: "During the battle between immortals and demons, there were also people who firmly believed in your master ancestor. The former demon master and the head of Qishan even went to the deep sea for him to explore the heart of the clouds, and all the sects were united Externally, we will fight against the heavenly demons together."

"After the Great War between Immortals and Demons, the Chosen One is hidden, and the order of the world has not yet been established. Some people took the opportunity to fight for power, and more people fought for a stable and long-term future."

"Now that Tu Xia is making trouble, he will get what he deserves."

Fang Yan changed his seat and sat opposite Lin Zhouyue in the dark.

Even if you can't see anything, you can still look at each other based on your understanding of the other party.

He tried to hold Lin Zhouyue's hand, but Lin Zhouyue trembled and did not break him away.

After all, she is a sword cultivator who has mastered the top-secrets of the first quarter moon. Lin Zhouyue's palms are covered with calluses. Perhaps it is always raining in the place where he stays these few days, and Fang Yan also feels a delicate coolness.

But he felt his heart soften.

Lin Zhouyue is obviously from the sect with the coldest temperament, but she has a passion for everything that she didn't realize.

Gentle, kind, love and hate.

Fang Yan said in a harmonious voice: "No one is a monk from birth. Every monk is an ordinary person at the beginning. Everyone has desires. If you are born with no desires and desires, then why do you cultivate immortals?"

"Maybe it's unavoidable to do some silly things in normal times, but after all, you are human. In the face of big right and wrong, the vast majority of monks will not disappoint you."

While speaking, Fang Yan led Lin Zhouyue's palm to his chest.

"I do not know either."

Lin Zhouyue listened quietly to Fang Yan's speech.

His wrist was loosely held, with the strength to break free, but he did not leave, but stretched his palm flat, and his five fingers covered Fang Yan's heart.

At this distance, he could penetrate into the flesh and blood in an instant and take Fang Yan's life again.

Fang Yan's muscles were extremely relaxed, as if he didn't know the danger, or didn't care, and let him do what he did.

As the former leader of the Immortal League, in addition to his strong cultivation base, Fang Yan is also very good at knowing and employing people, and winning people's hearts.

Even if he wanted to use him to pave the way for He Xiting, he knew his bottom line, what he could do and what he couldn't do.

Maybe Fang Yan was right. After more than a hundred years of groping in the world, he had some fireworks on him.

Over the past hundred years, he has seen as many hopes as he has seen fighting for each other.

There is nothing wrong with Yuan Chen stationing in the clouds, but everyone who works hard in the world is also right.

Everything is not black and white, it may not be so good, but it is not so bad.

He wants to believe it, but he can't believe it, and he doesn't dare to believe it.

Through the darkness thicker than ink, Fang Yan couldn't figure out what was going on in his heart, and said, "If Dayue doesn't trust others, then trust me."

The hot body temperature came from the junction of the wrists. Lin Zhouyue's fingertips curved and flattened, and finally pressed against Fang Yan's heart through a layer of fabric, as if to grasp the difference between each heartbeat.

He lowered his eyes: "You said that everyone has desires, Fang Yan, so what is your desire?"

Fang Yan did not expect Lin Zhouyue to ask such a question.

The hand holding the wrist groped upwards, and finally held Lin Zhouyue's ten fingers together.

He thinks he is not a good person, he will plunder, cheat, and use whatever means for his ends.

His instinct made him lean forward to hug Lin Zhouyue, but he barely stopped halfway under the limitation of reason.

After going through all kinds of things in the past, it is hard-won to have such a peaceful conversation with Lin Zhouyue. If you accidentally cross the threshold, you will never see Lin Zhouyue again in this life.

But he couldn't hide his intentions, and he didn't want to lie to Lin Zhouyue anymore.

Fang Yan: "I wanted to build a stable and thriving cultivation world, and I did it."

"Now I just want to love you. Be your last hole card, be your sharpest sword."

"Everything about me belongs to you."

Lin Zhouyue moved her fingertips.

He could feel Fang Yan's restraint, but after all, sitting face to face on the couch, it was inevitable that his breathing would become entangled.

The breath falls from top to bottom, and the temperature gradually drops on the way. When it falls on the collarbone, it is like the last cool breeze in late spring.

He stabilized his mind: "Fang Yan, that's not why I saved you."

Fang Yan: "I understand that Riyue saved me only if the conditions allowed and it was easy, plus I don't want to owe others."

Fang Yan knew Lin Zhouyue well enough to think about the consequences when making a choice, and made a plan to bear it on his own.

But he didn't expect that he survived.

After knowing the truth, he had no doubts that if the steps to save him had been a little more troublesome, Lin Zhouyue would have ignored him, and it was a great kindness for him to find a pit to bury him.

Xu is related to life and death, the atmosphere between the two has become somewhat dignified, Fang Yan can imagine what kind of expression Daolin Zhouyue will have on his face.

He eased the atmosphere and said: "It is said that life-saving grace should be promised with the body. Even if the day and the moon do not repay the favor, I am not an ungrateful person. It is just that the day and the moon saved me twice. How can I marry twice?"

As expected, Lin Zhouyue's thoughts were distracted, he immediately pulled his hand away, turned around and turned to Fang Yan: "You can change to someone else."

Hearing this, even Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "At least it would be nice to put me at home."

Lin Zhouyue quite agrees with this, Fang Yan's appearance really won his heart.

But it's only superficial.

He said: "Master Fang respects such a big Buddha, it's too wasteful to just put it at home as a vase."

Fang Yan: "I can do other things too, such as fighting, sparring, making money, massage, or... anything else."

Lin Zhouyue: "You should go back to Xianmeng as soon as possible to replace Lord Qianfeng Yuan. If you let her know that you are here to take on private jobs, she will probably kill you again."

Fang Yan: "I have been busy for so many years, so I must take a vacation."

A beautiful spark lit up on the shoulders of the two.

The light of the fire is close to orange red, with a gentle and warm feeling.

With the light of the fire, Fang Yan finally dared to get closer, and with Lin Zhouyue's favorite expression and voice, he seduced: "Zhouyue think about it again, how about raising me secretly in the backyard."

The smooth jaw line is raised slightly, the Adam's apple rolls up and down with the pronunciation, and the blue blood vessels and orange red are mixed together and jump slightly, showing a strange coquettishness.

Keep it in the backyard.

Fang Yan had to figure it out too.

Lin Zhouyue's gaze moved upwards, meeting those peach blossom eyes that were always full of friendship.

Fang Yan always likes to look at him with this kind of eyes, but this time, he felt a trace of imperceptible panic from it, almost rushing to the doctor.

He understood quickly.

He is still with Fang Yan now only because he has to deal with Tu Xia.

He could retreat at any time, but Fang Yan would not and could not force him, and was afraid that he would still be angry because of getting rid of his inner demons, so he could only get closer little by little.

But once Tu Xia's matter is over, he will return to Yuan Shu, and Yuan Shu will probably close the mountain, and the two of them will never have a chance to meet again.

Seeing that the final battle is getting closer, maybe it will be next month, maybe it will be tomorrow, Fang Yan, who has always been calm and calm, as if everything in the world is under control, is also a little anxious.

The rift in the past is gone, maybe Fang Yan will figure it out slowly, he will really be moved again, but unfortunately time waits for no one.

Urgent, but helpless.

By coincidence, Lin Zhouyue stretched out her hand and grabbed the neck that was in front of her eyes. The blood vessels under her hands were beating continuously, full of vigor and vitality, and seemed to be broken if she exerted force.

In the past, Fang Yan always liked to pinch his neck, especially when the two of them were having sex.

That's how it feels.

Cooperating with his strength, Fang Yan raised his chin a little higher, his eyes were extremely gentle.

Lin Zhouyue: "Fang Yan, you also died once. We have both grievances and grievances, and we have three thousand ways. From now on, we will each go our own way, okay?"

Fang Yan touched the back of his hand, but didn't pull him away: "I can't bear it."

Lin Zhouyue looked dull, and let Fang Yan caress on the back of her hand.

After a while, Fang Yan suddenly said, "Can I give you a hug?"

Lin Zhouyue looked up.

Fang Yan: "When this matter is over, Riyue should go back to Yuanshou."

Lin Zhouyue remembered the behavior of Yan from the past, and reminded: "You can't stop me."

"I won't stop, because that's something that can make you happy." Fang Yan laughed at himself, "Of course I hope that you will be happy with me. If it takes longer, maybe I still have a chance, but now... "

As he said that, Fang Yan smiled: "But it doesn't matter, there are three thousand roads, and the same goal by different routes. I will still find you when I ascend to the upper realm in the future."

"It's just a little sad to think that I won't see you for a long, long time."

Fang Yan pulled his hand down, tried to pull him into his arms, and kissed him on the side of his neck.

As if he was afraid that he would hate him, he would break it with just one touch.

But in that slight touch, he felt the long longing that had begun before parting.

·

When Lin Zhouyue and the others were looking for the main formation, Tu Xia really made further moves.

Dashenmen released the news, claiming that Fang Yan is one of the best hypocrites for hundreds of years, and the ladder to the sky is just an unactivated semi-finished product, which cannot be used for people to ascend, and the whole world of cultivation has been deceived by Fang Yan.

And Tu Xia has a way to activate the climbing ladder.

His method can maximize the power of ascending the ladder to the sky - to restore the environment of the world to the era of heaven's election.

At that time, monks all over the world will reach the critical point of ascension, and they will be able to ascend in place without having to travel thousands of miles to the Immortal League to pray for mercy.

As soon as this statement came out, there was another heated discussion in the cultivation world.

But the discussion is the discussion, and not many people go to Dashenmen.

Wen Jiansheng had already notified the matter of the Brahma Formation, but because the situation was not yet clear, in order to prevent panic, only the heads of the various sects were notified.

The monks below also understand that there will be no pies in the sky.

Everyone is waiting and watching, wanting to see how much it will cost to ascend in place.

The author has something to say: it's almost over, and I couldn't resist writing more interactions.

I always feel that we should have a breakup before parting... that or something, but the conditions do not allow it.Vicissitudes.