The white moonlight dressed as the Demon Sword Sovereign

The invisible puppet silk floats in the air, like an extension of the glove owner's sense of touch, sensing potential danger in the dark.

When he found that all the magic weapons were useless and only this glove was still usable, Chu Yiyang had a new look at it.

This magic weapon surpassed the existence of the heavenly level, and it also showed outstanding characteristics in its incomplete state, but it did not become the suppressor of the yin and yang overturning eyes, and one of them appeared in the masked man's hand after falling into the netherworld. superior--

This made it hard for Chu Yiyang not to doubt their true origin.

Perhaps, this is something that belongs to the nether world.

The time displayed in the lower right corner was evening, and the two had been walking all day.

The red dots representing them moved only a short distance across the map, and the road ahead seemed endless.

They have been here for more than a month, and there is no sign of going out.

Seeing the time clearly, Chu Yiyang felt physically exhausted.

Even if they became mortals, their bodies would be much stronger than ordinary people, but he still decided to combine work with rest.

"I've come here today, find a place to rest."

As soon as he stopped, the bell behind him stopped.

In the darkness, the young man in red turned around and reached for Beitang Hanye's hand.

With the tacit understanding of getting along for many days and the connection with puppet silk, he found Beitang Hanye's place as soon as he reached out, and gently held the slender, calloused fingers in his hand.

Chu Yiyang didn't want to treat Beitang in the same way as the masked guy in the original book, treating an object or a puppet.

Beitang Hanye has a shallow memory now, even if his self is sent back to that icy dreamland and sleeps in it, the icy consciousness will record everything that happened in the outside world, and wait until his self Once the spirit wakes up, it will re-integrate.

It was very cold under the abyss, but Beitang Hanye's hand was very warm. The moment he put those slender fingers into his palm was the moment when Chu Yiyang truly felt alive in this dead place.

It's just that when pulling up Beitang Hanye and walking towards the flat and dry lee that Puppet Silk surveyed, Chu Yiyang belatedly realized that something was missing from Beitang Hanye's hands.

The bell is gone.

strangeness.

Chu Yiyang was a little confused, the bell had rang all the way just now, and it didn't stop until they stopped the bell, it couldn't have fallen on the way.

As he thought about it, he led Beitang Hanye to the selected resting place, and then pulled him to sit down on a flat stone surface.

Then, he took out a bead that could glow by itself without spiritual power from his bosom.

As soon as the bead the size of a pigeon egg was taken out, the light faintly illuminated the darkness.

This is a new collection that Chu Yiyang carried with him after he came out of the cave in the Green Leaf Secret Realm. Compared with lighting a fire, this kind of night pearl is more convenient.

As soon as a soft light appeared in the darkness, Beitang Hanye's face was instantly illuminated.

The handsome sword master who used to be the best in the four worlds is now sitting quietly in front of him, his eyes are still one black and the other red, and there is a tear of heartbreaking blood under his eyes, from his facial features to his expression, there is a puppet's unique inhuman atmosphere.

In the light of Ye Mingzhu, his eyes seemed to be on Chu Yiyang's face, but he didn't seem to be looking at him. His thick black eyelashes seemed to be frozen, motionless, and his beauty was as fragile as an illusion.

Chu Yiyang looked at him for a moment, then tapped the system: "Screenshot."

"..."

The system vividly conveys the new emotions gained after leveling up.

While doing so, it asked Chu Yiyang: "What's your major?"

The young man in red admired the beauty of the unreal creature in front of him, and replied: "I have fought all my life, so can't I enjoy it? This is the closest I have been to a vacation in these years."

Trapped here, there is no need to worry about what will happen to my brother for the time being.

Just find a way in this darkness and find a way to bring the main plot back on track.

After the system took a screenshot of the picture in front of him, Chu Yiyang let go of Beitang Hanye's hand, and took Ye Mingzhu to find where his bell had fallen.

The light of the pearl fell on the black-and-red-striped robe.

Chu Yiyang glanced over it, and quickly found where the part of the bell was.

With a delicate expression, he reached out and picked up the Kunlun Token hanging on Beitang's waist.

On the rope tied with the Kunlun Order, the bell was being tied to it, and it was attached to the waist of the former sword master together with the Kunlun sacred object.

Chu Yiyang looked up at Beitang with complicated emotions.

The puppet beauty sitting in front of him seemed to be attracted by his movement of picking up the Kunlun Token, and was looking down at the Kunlun Token and the half of the bell in Chu Yiyang's hand with lowered eyes.

Putting it together with the Kunlun sacred object, Chu Yiyang deeply felt that his own bell could do anything.

But there were only the two of them under the abyss, since Beitang felt that tying the bell and the Kunlun Ling together would make him feel more at ease, so let him go.

The young man in red thought about it, and put the Kunlun Token in his hand back to its original position.

Because of this action, the bell tied to it collided lightly with the Kunlun Ling, making a slight sound in the quiet world.

Beitang raised his eyes, those red and black eyes were like the moon chasing the sun, always following Chu Yiyang's movements.

After confirming that the bell was not dropped, and that the puppet technique on Beitang was still working, and there was nothing wrong with him today, Chu Yiyang put the night pearl in his hand on the ground, and stretched out his hand from the puppet beauty's back. Unpacked the package.

Beitang Hanye sat quietly on the spot, allowing him to move.

On the first day they fell, after figuring out the situation, Chu Yiyang pierced the storage bag with Beitang Hanye's Qiankun sword, and the contents inside immediately scattered all over the place.

After what happened in the cave last time, he was afraid of encountering such a problem again, so he prepared Bigu Dan in his storage bag.

He tore a piece of fabric casually, packed up all the useful things, and Chu Yiyang carried it on Beitang Hanye's back.

Now, he is a puppet under his control, and memorizing these things is nothing.

Chu Yiyang also packed a package of clothes and carried it on his back, and then took Beitang Hanye on a journey to find a way out under the abyss.

Although Beitang has superficial consciousness and body temperature, he is like a puppet in other respects.

He won't be tired, doesn't need to eat, and won't sweat. Even if he walks under the abyss for a few more months, the cassock on his body won't be stained in any way.

But Chu Yiyang was different, although Bigu Pill could solve the problem, and it was cold enough under the abyss, even if he kept walking, he couldn't sweat much, but changing clothes every two days was already his limit.

I changed all the way, and the clothes I changed were all discarded under the abyss——

No third person on the left or right will be able to fall alive and see what he dropped.

After walking like this for more than a month, the clothes in the package that Chu Yiyang was carrying had been replaced.

So the rest of the things were carried on Beitang Hanye's body.

As usual, Chu Yiyang unwrapped the package, took out the Bigu Pill, poured one and took it.

The moment the elixir entered his stomach, he felt full, and the exhaustion accumulated in his body was dispelled a lot.

He calculated that the remaining Bigu Pill could last for a few months, and suddenly noticed Beitang Hanye's gaze.

Of course it is not his style to swallow alone, so Chu Yiyang raised the pill bottle in his hand, shook it, and asked, "Do you want to eat it?"

I don't know if I understood what he said, but those beautifully shaped eyes of different colors just looked at him in the faint light of the pearl.

Chu Yiyang poured one and fed it to his mouth: "Eat it."

Beitang Hanye ordered one action at a time, lowered his head and opened his mouth, and took away the Bigu pill that was fed to him.

Then, with a movement of his Adam's apple, he swallowed it.

The bigu pill has no taste, but Chu Yiyang watched this scene, but inappropriately remembered the childhood version of him eating sour grapes.

I don't know what expression will be on this face if he is fed sour grapes in this state.

As he thought about it, his palms felt the warmth of the cold night in Beitang, and it was a little itchy.

Chu Yiyang thought, it seemed that all parts of Beitang's body were hotter than him.

He withdrew his hand, looked at the person in front of him who only had a little instinctive consciousness, and his self was still sleeping in that icy and snowy world, and then said: "Born doesn't determine anything."

These words caused Beitang Hanye to raise his eyes.

Watched by these eyes, the young man in red raised his ungloved hand and touched his face, "Although you don't understand what I'm talking about now, you will know when you wake up."

Becoming a puppet he manipulated, Beitang Hanye liked his hand resting on the side of his face.

However, when he lowered his eyes and instinctively wanted to get closer, the hand placed there moved away.

Chu Yiyang's right hand slid down the side of his face, came to his heart bound by puppet silk, and stopped at the chest.

"Your heart is where everything is decided."

He pressed his fingertips against Beitang's heart, and felt a low and slow heartbeat coming from underneath.

After the two set off to find the exit, when he stopped every day, he would say something to Beitang Hanye.

Today he was talking about Ying Jie Xin.

In the faint light of the pearl, the cold voice of the young man in red resounded in the silence.

"Like you, I am also a product of a mistake. I was not expected by my mother at birth, but I am luckier than you, because someone replaced her as my mother when I was growing up and gave me love with all my heart."

It's like walking in the dark. Although there is no sun, there is something that can replace the sun.

To some extent, Ying Jiexin was luckier than him.

"It's not your fault. You didn't choose to be born, and you didn't choose to walk on this path. It just happened to be the only one out there."

He moved his fingertips away from Beitang's heart, returned to the back of his hand, and held him.

"When you think about it, you have to remember my words and learn to let go. Only by letting go of the past can you continue to move forward and go further."

The voice fell, but the person in front of him still did not respond.

After becoming a puppet, Beitang Hanye even blinked less often.

Such a one-sided dialogue is indeed prone to disappointment.

But fortunately, Chu Yiyang didn't expect him to have much interaction with himself when he left only a shallow consciousness.

He withdrew his hand, ready to change clothes.

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The author has something to say:

1. I have fought all my life, can't I enjoy it? ——Uncle Liu Huangshu's lines from Teacher Hewei.

2. It's like walking in the dark. Although there is no sun, there is something that can replace the sun. ——"White Night Walk" famous sentence

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Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Qianlang who can't die;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!