After being dressed as cannon fodder, I was tricked by the master

He took a few steps forward, the moonlight fell on him, and his already pale face became more permeable under the moonlight.

"Brother?" He smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, his face was still the same, giving people the opposite feeling.

Qingyuan always smiles warmly, but this Qingyuan under the moonlight feels very shady.It's like throwing a person under ten feet of ice and freezing them for decades and then fishing them out. With a grin, it's full of icicles.

It's like being thrown into the endless purgatory, rolling and fighting in the bloody water of corpses, crawling to the human world, and then smiling at people.

With killing, with coldness and faint pleasure.

Seeing that Fei Yuchen didn't answer, he wasn't annoyed, instead he turned his head to the side with a puzzled expression and grinned, "We haven't seen each other for several months, why is senior brother so indifferent?"

The spirit ring condensed inch by inch into the long sword in his hand, the thin sword body glowed coldly under the moonlight, Fei Yuchen pointed the sword at the person in front of him, and asked coldly: "What's wrong with Qingyuan?"

As if hearing some funny question, Qingyuan pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed twice, raised his right hand and turned it around in front of his eyes, and said casually: "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

After finishing speaking, he sent his hand to his mouth, his teeth were lightly exposed, and he took a bite.

The sharp teeth penetrated into the flesh, and the warm blood stained the blade of the long sword red.

It looked excruciatingly painful.

The red blood ran down the wrist and dripped on the ground like a red flower.

Qingyuan let go of his mouth, and grabbed his bloody hand forward, wanting to grab the bloody sword.

Fei Yuchen's eyes showed disgust, he pulled the long sword into a sword flower and retracted it to his side, suppressing his killing intent and asked sharply: "What happened to Qingyuan? Don't force me to ask a third time."

Not catching the long sword, Qingyuan stiffly withdrew his hand, put it in front of his eyes for a while, then stretched out his tongue to lick the blood that was still leaking out, half-raised his eyelids and looked at Fei Yuchen with a smile and said : "Brother, can you see clearly? I am Qingyuan."

After finishing speaking, he lightly licked the corner of his lips with the tip of his bloody tongue, and the bewitching red dots were on the lifeless white, like a red flower blooming on the white bones, an indescribably strange ghost.

With a livid face, Fei Yuchen raised his long sword, and a long sword flew out of his hand, piercing Qingyuan's face.

Not only did Qingyuan not hide, but he greeted him with a strange smile.

The tip of the sword pierced through the eyebrows, and then flew out from the back of the head, completely out of Fei Yuchen's control.

But in the blink of an eye, red and white things sprayed out and fell all over the ground.

The corners of Qingyuan's mouth opened and closed in two, and two cool calls sounded from Fei Yuchen's ears.

"Brother."

"Brother."

Fei Yuchen was shocked and fell off the stone bench - woke up.

It was a dream, weird and ominous.

Feeling more uneasy, Fei Yuchen got up from the ground and sat back.

The moon will be in the sky, and Jun Mobai hasn't come back yet.

Fei Yuchen raised his hand and drank a glass of cold water, suppressing the restlessness in his heart.

A glass of water fell into his stomach, and a cloud happened to float in the sky to block the moonlight.

Without the silver moonlight, the courtyard was much darker.

At this moment, there were a few soft knocks from the courtyard door.

"Tuk tuk tuk", one after another, very regular.

The sound seemed to be knocking on Fei Yuchen's heart, making people flustered with each sound. After having a dream just now, when I suddenly heard the sound, I felt a little frightened.

The knocker knocked three times, and three times back.

There was no sound when there was no response from the people inside.

Fei Yuchen dissipated his consciousness, and the man outside the courtyard door was still standing in front of the door, his figure was exactly the same as in the dream, the only difference was probably that his hands were hanging down naturally, without unnecessary movements.

Concentrating on that figure, Fei Yuchen raised his hand to draw out the spirit ring, and started with the frivolous long sword. The cold touch made him feel at ease.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk" knocked on the door again, this time only once, and then the courtyard door squeaked by itself - opened.

The person outside the door was dressed in black, with loose long hair, obviously there was a wind blowing, but there was not a single hair in his black hair.

He raised his head and looked at the moon covered by the clouds. The dim light illuminated the edges of the clouds, giving them a clear yellow.

I saw his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and the sound of "gurgling" echoed around, like a warning from a wild cat before an attack, or like the sound of blisters bursting after boiling water.

After all, it is not a sound that normal people can make.

With the previous dream, Fei Yuchen didn't say much, and jumped up on tiptoe with a long sword in his hand to attack.

The silver-white sword blade slapped the man's body, and was quickly bounced back after being dented.

The warm flame climbed up the black robe, from the hem to the neckline, but only a few seconds.

The man seemed not afraid of being scalded, and when the flames on his body were automatically extinguished, he raised his hand and patted the sleeves without any traces, and lightly said: "Senior brother, it's very embarrassing for you to make me like this."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and tore off the fox mask on his face, revealing his sharp teeth, and pursed his lips into a smile.

The moon just broke free from the clouds, and the cold light fell through the tree and fell on the fair face, the shadow of the tree was mottled, and the face was delicate.

"Brother~" The cheerful tone matched the joyful eyebrows, no matter how you look at it, it is not what Qingyuan should look like.

Fei Yuchen flicked out a rune, and the rune turned into a long rope when it left his hand, and wrapped around the man's waist like a snake, directly binding him tightly.

He was sitting on the ground, facing Qingyuan's face, chirping nonsense.

Fei Yuchen raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and said annoyedly, "Shut up."

The man was taken aback for a moment, his raised eyebrows fell back loosely, he snorted softly, and turned his head away angrily.

"What's wrong with Qingyuan?" Fei Yuchen knelt down and asked while pinching his chin.

The man lowered his head forcefully, smiled and asked: "Brother, are you joking?" After asking, he raised his head and leaned forward, provocatively said: "Isn't I your brother? Brother, open your eyes and look carefully." Look, don't be blinded by the moonlight, you can't tell the truth from the fake."

After saying that, he shook his head vigorously, and broke away from Fei Yuchen's restraint.

"You..." Fei Yuchen raised his voice, and as soon as he said a word, a white light flashed in front of him, and the person who was still sneering just now turned into a silver-white light spot.

In a trance, he opened his eyes, the yard was still the same yard, and the moonlight fell on the ground like hoarfrost.

Another dream.

Fei Yuchen raised his hand and twisted his thigh, it hurt.

This time he should really wake up, he thought.

As a result, the pain in the legs did not go away, and the courtyard door was pushed open from the outside.

Qingyuan, who was dressed in red, came in from the door, holding the black wooden fan with his right hand, and clapping his left hand repeatedly.

"Senior brother." He smiled, with joy after a long absence.

Fei Yuchen staggered a step back and fell to the ground.

"Senior brother." Qingyuan in red hurriedly took two steps forward, squatting down to help Fei Yuchen, when his pale fingertips touched Fei Yuchen's sleeve, they turned into thousands of red butterflies, flapping their wings and flying around go.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother, Senior Brother!"

The cries of various emotions came to his ears one after another, and Fei Yuchen knelt on the ground, covering his ears with his hands.

The sound passes through the fingertips, passes through the eardrum, and falls into the ear.

Either joy, or sadness, or powerlessness, or pain, hit Fei Yuchen's head ache.

The hands covering the ears struggled upward, grabbed the roots of the hair, and looked up at the sky ferociously.

The moon is red and enchanting.

Then, Fei Yuchen woke up.

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Fei Yuchen was ill and couldn't get out of bed.The plan to go to Qingyuan can only be postponed.

Jun Mo stayed by his bedside day in and day out, feeding him medicine and washing his body.

The medicine was dark and thick, and it looked bitter, but Fei Yuchen couldn't smell it or taste it.

Jun Mobai often held Fei Yuchen's hand to comfort him.

He said: "Lingyuetan's thousands of years of spiritual power has been absorbed by you at one time. You are too young to bear it. This is normal. It will be fine in two days."

He also said: "Knowing that you are afraid of suffering, I specially added Yetan Bodhi root to the medicine to remove the taste. It is normal for you not to be able to taste the taste."

He also said: "Brother, they have all gone to Qingyuan, and they will be brought back soon, don't worry."

Jun Mobai said so much, it was all good news.But his frown became tighter and tighter, and he became more and more tired.

Fei Yuchen's illness came on strangely, from the end of October to June of the following year and he didn't recover.

In June, the lotus bloomed, they failed to get married as scheduled, and Qingyuan still didn't know where to end.

As time passed, Fei Yuchen became more and more lethargic, and often fell into a dream as soon as he fell asleep, and his dream was often blank. In the vast world, nothing but white is left.

In July, he only woke up for half an hour every day, and often opened his eyes to find the person next to the bed.

After nearly a year of tossing, Fei Yuchen didn't lose much weight, but Jun Mobai lost a lot of weight.

Tasteless medicines have been discontinued as early as the year, and drinking too much of useless medicines will only increase hope.

After the drug was stopped, Jun Mobai took advantage of Fei Yuchen's deep sleep to deliver spiritual power to Fei Yuchen's body. It took a long time, the demand was great, and he had no time to recuperate, so Jun Mobai was much weaker than before.

As the waking time decreases, the two of them don't talk much nonsense that has no practical effect, and often nest together with each other, telling stories about Jun Mobai's past.

More than 300 years, that long.

But Jun Mobai's life was quite satisfactory before he met Fei Yuchen. If he wanted to find out interesting things, he could only dig deeply in his mind.

It's as big as crossing the catastrophe and breaking the formation, but as small as watching flowers and drinking tea.

Fei Yuchen wanted to hear what happened before he lost his memory, so Jun Mobai rubbed his head with a smile and said, "When we get married, if you haven't remembered yet, I'll tell you about it later."

So Fei Yuchen nodded and asked him to talk about other interesting things.

This is the case every day, one asks, one refuses, and then no more words.

In November, wintersweet blooms, and there is no snow this year.

The wind blows the wintersweet flowers, and the petals follow the wind, one petal after another, it really looks like a heavy snowfall from a distance.

Fei Yuchen nestled in Jun Mobai's arms and lay on a bamboo recliner to bask in the sun, the wind blowing through her hair was slightly cool.

"This year's plum blossoms are fragrant." Fei Yuchen stretched out his hand to curl Jun Mobai's black hair that fell on his waist, and said softly.

Jun Mobai stretched out his hand to straighten his hair that was scattered at the back of his head, and gave a soft "hmm".

The wind is blowing, the flowers are scattered, and it is a little cold.

Jun Mobai took him into his arms, ready to get up and go back to the house.The hand around his waist was held down by Fei Yuchen, and he said: "I want to watch for a while, Master." The voice was soft, as if he was acting like a baby, but in fact, his energy was limited, and it was almost time to sleep again .

Jun Mobai paused, raised his hand to bring out a plush quilt, covered it, and lay back down.

After another half a month, Fei Yuchen suddenly recovered.

The illness came on strangely, and suddenly.

Before finding out why, someone came to Jun Mobai's yard that night.

"Brother, I'm back, where's Master?" Qingyuan with messy hair lay on the door and looked at the people in the room and asked.