After passing through the book, the holy son of Mozong became a pillar of righteousness

Xi Ya was a little helpless, he wanted to pass some tissues to Bai Tingquan, but he couldn't get up and couldn't pass them, so he could only helplessly say: "Bai Tingquan, why are you crying? Why are you crying when you encounter some difficulties? ah……"

Bai Tingquan tried his best to bear it, but recently he had accumulated a lot of grievances in his heart. These grievances seemed to have found a breakthrough at this moment, and vented them with tears.

Xi Ya coaxed him: "Then how about taking you back to the present world when I leave?"

Bai Tingquan roughly wiped his tears with his sleeve, and simply said, "I don't!"

Shea: "..."

Suddenly, he asked cautiously: "You...do you like Wen Zhi?"

Bai Tingquan turned his head away and ignored him.

Xi Ya suddenly raised her eyebrows: "Then if I want to go out, it will be a bit troublesome..."

Bai Tingquan responded to him by sniffing.

Xi Ya seemed to think of something suddenly, and he had a flash of inspiration: "Bai Tingquan, do you know that there is actually another way to destroy the way of heaven."

Bai Tingquan still had a "buzzing" nasal voice: "Then you don't say it earlier, say it quickly."

"One way to destroy the Dao of Heaven is to let him kill himself, and the other is to find a new rule to replace him, but..." Shea frowned slightly, "You may not be able to accept it."

Bai Tingquan said: "Tell me and listen."

"Is that classic book still with you?" Shea asked softly.

Bai Tingquan raised his head suddenly: "Is that classic book related to you?"

Xi Ya rubbed her nose and said shyly, "I wrote it."

Bai Tingquan gritted his teeth: "Are you spying on me?"

Shea quickly vetoed: "No, no, strictly speaking, I am the author of this book, the world I created, the stories I wrote with my ideas, etc. will get feedback in this world, but also, in this world Everything that happens will also get feedback from me."

"So, you are an exception in my story, and when it is fed back to me, it will automatically become text. I swear, I never interfered." Shea raised her hands and made a gesture of surrender, "I remember that classic book. It was placed in the library pavilion of Langjianzong, and it has been automatically updated for so many years, just for simple recording purposes."

Bai Tingquan's anger finally dissipated, and he asked awkwardly, "Why are you mentioning that classic book?"

Shea restrained her smile: "That is something that can replace the way of heaven and form the law of the entire world. That is to say, that classic book has the hope of forming a new way of heaven."

"Then change it?"

That being the case, it would be great to be able to replace the current dog Tiandao and keep this world from being destroyed.

Xi Ya's expression was a little heavy: "It's not that simple."

Bai Tingquan looked at him.

"Have you seen the heavenly book in front of the court of Xuan Ye? It is the carrier of the way of heaven, Bai Tingquan, this matter can only be done by cutting luck, and only you can exert its power, so you need to cut it Break the link between the Heavenly Book and this world, and then replace that ancient book with it."

Bai Tingquan: "Isn't this very simple?"

Xi Ya pursed her lips: "Bai Tingquan, no one knows what will happen during the process of replacing the heavenly book."

Bai Tingquan was startled: "You mean, I might die?"

Xi Ya looked at him carefully: "Maybe, it will be more terrifying."

Bai Tingquan didn't have time to think about it, but a deep and soft voice came from his ear: "Tingquan."

Xi Ya raised her eyebrows: "Oh, you should go back, I forgot that the flow of time inside is different from outside, it should have been more than ten days outside, your Lord Canglang may have been waiting impatiently , go back quickly, don't worry, with me here, you just hurt a little, and the root cause of the disease will not be left."

Bai Tingquan reluctantly smiled at him: "That's not my Lord Canglang, it belongs to Palace Master Song Qingsong."

Xi Ya frowned: "Huh? The article is so well written..."

When he looked up again, he saw Bai Tingquan closed his eyes and the figure disappeared.

Xi Ya scratched her head: "This guy, why didn't you listen to what he said? Wen Zhi didn't like Song Qing at all. In the original text, they were a revolutionary friendship. Really, what are you doing in such a hurry, eating jealousy and not listening to him? say."

The familiar pain hit his whole body again, Bai Tingquan couldn't hold back a muffled groan, as if something was pressing on his body, so heavy that he couldn't move.

He struggled for a long time and finally opened his eyes.

The familiar roof that I saw.

But this kind of familiarity faintly reveals a somewhat strange feeling.

Bai Tingquan blinked, maybe it was an illusion that he hadn't come back for a long time.

He tilted his head, but was really surprised.

Wen Zhi frowned tightly, his eyes were dark and black, his eyes were closed at the moment, his arms were around his waist, holding him tightly.

His whole body was embraced by Wen Zhi, and their two hearts were close together, really like a pair of inseparable lovers.

Bai Tingquan: "..."

Wen Zhi is holding him?

hug?With?he?

Under the icy cold jade bed, Bai Tingquan turned his head in disbelief and looked at Wen Zhi carefully.

Wen Zhi seemed extremely tired, their foreheads were touching, and Wen Zhi didn't have any heat on his body.

A dead person sleeping on a cold jade bed can keep the body from rotting, but if a living person sleeps on it, it will be extremely unfavorable to the body, ranging from regression in cultivation to regressing in cultivation, to death on the spot at worst.

Bai Tingquan frowned, trying to pull something warm to cover Wenzhi, but this slight movement woke Wenzhi up instantly.

The two of them were so close that their eyelashes almost crossed.

Wen Zhi opened his eyes, and there was no light in his black pupils. When he saw Bai Tingquan staring at him with round and clear eyes, he smiled as usual.

"Listen to the spring."

Bai Tingquan's voice was hoarse: "Master..."

Wen Zhi sat up, his fingers trembling, cautious and careful, he gently smoothed Bai Tingquan's hair, and said softly, "Tingquan, how do you feel, is it cold?"

Bai Tingquan frowned, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that Wen Zhi was a little strange.

Wen Zhi seemed to be looking at something through him.

Wen Zhi was not surprised by his waking up, but commonplace?

Does he wake up every day?

Fortunately, Wen Zhi didn't really hope that he could answer, he nodded lightly: "Be patient first, the cold jade bed can keep you by my side forever, I know you are delicate and afraid of the cold, but..."

Wen Zhi paused: "Just take it for me, Ting Quan."

Bai Tingquan's heart trembled, he endured the severe pain and sat up.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

After seeing him sitting up, Wen Zhi frowned slightly.

Bai Tingquan was pierced by the light in Wen Zhi's eyes, as if Wen Zhi didn't seem to want to see him sit up.

Wen Zhi swayed slightly, he rubbed his forehead wearily, and muttered to himself: "Tingquan, I want to see you so much, today is really too much."

He staggered away, as if leaving in a daze. He walked to the table beside him, picked up a spell, and seemed to be struggling for a long time before he ignited spiritual power at his fingertips, and burned the spell into nothingness. ash.

Bai Tingquan's eyes were sharp, and he saw from a distance that the talisman was the corpse-controlling incantation.

It is one of the few evil spells handed down, which is to control the dead body, let the dead body speak and move.But the backlash of this corpse-controlling spell is extremely powerful, and under normal circumstances, no one is willing to use it.

Bai Tingquan seemed to understand something, he frowned slightly, could it be that Wen Zhi used the Corpse Control Curse to control himself, just to open his eyes and talk to him?

Bai Tingquan's heart sank instantly.

Is Wen Zhi crazy?

Sleeping on a cold jade bed and using the Corpse Control Curse, what price will he pay, doesn't he know?

Wen Zhi seemed to be in extreme pain, his body swayed, and after burning the Corpse Control Curse, he closed his eyes and didn't even dare to turn his head.

He was afraid that when he turned around, what he saw was Bai Tingquan lying quietly, lifeless, his heart stopped beating, and Bai Tingquan would not wait for him again.

He misses him so much.

Suddenly, a difficult and hoarse voice came from behind, like a test: "Master, where are you going?"

Wen Zhi's tall figure trembled, then froze.

He didn't dare to turn his head, afraid that the voice just now was just his hallucination.

Wen Zhi clenched his teeth and turned his head.

His eyes dilated slightly, and the whites of his eyes were streaked with blood, and his emotions were on the verge of collapse.

That was the appearance he had imagined countless times in his dreams.

Bai Tingquan was wearing light white clothes, his face was a little blue reflected by the cold jade bed, but it was still delicate, and at this moment added a bit of pitiful fragility.

Wen Zhi discovered that Bai Tingquan was not suitable for wearing white clothes.

He prefers the flamboyant, bright and mischievous Bai Tingquan in the red dress, who is not inferior in the golden sun, and who smiles at him lively and brightly.

Seeing Wen Zhi not moving, Bai Tingquan coughed subduedly, endured the pain, and wanted to get out of bed, but before he finished the whole set of movements, he was suddenly supported by a big fiery hand.

Bai Tingquan raised his eyes and tilted his head to look at Wen Zhi.

He saw that Wen Zhi's eyes were bloodshot, it was a terrible state.

This state made Bai Tingquan afraid that Wenzhi would collapse in the next second and explode.

Wen Zhi slowly raised his hand, without saying a word, he directly and decisively tore off Bai Tingquan's clothes.

Bai Tingquan's eyes widened in surprise: "Master, what are you doing!"

Bai Tingquan's thin and white upper body was exposed in the cold air, and he felt chills from being too shocked.

Wen Zhi's eyes darkened.

On Bai Tingquan's left chest, there is a bright red flame emblem.

With the beating of the heart and the flow of spiritual power, the fire emblem was jumping and flashing.

Wen Zhi stared at the Fire Emblem in a daze, as if he had endured it for a long time, his red eyes, bloodshot and ferocious eyes, quietly slid down from the corners of his eyes.

He didn't close his eyes, he was worried that if he closed his eyes, everything in front of him was just his illusion.

Maybe no one knows, in the countless late nights without light, when his hand covered this place, it was quiet, lifeless, and the heart would never beat, easily giving him despair.

Bai Tingquan was a little at a loss.

He had never seen Wen Zhi cry, and this kind of emotion caused him to choke up, and the grievances in his heart couldn't be controlled for a moment: "Master, why are you crying, it's shameful, don't set a good example for me."

What Song Qing, what Wen Song cp, today is his hot spring cp, no dismantling and no rebellion yyds! ! !

Who said Wen Zhi didn't like him!

After speaking, he raised his hand to wipe Wen Zhi's tears.

In an instant, his raised hand was held by Wen Zhi, and it hung in the air.

Wen Zhi gently closed his eyes.

Tears fell.

He leaned over and kissed the Fire Emblem softly and reverently.

Bai Tingquan froze all over.

The numb and itchy feeling spread all over his body, he couldn't hold it back, snorted, and struggled lightly to get rid of Wen Zhi.

Wen Zhi didn't let go, until a light pink layer appeared under his fair skin.

Bai Tingquan trembled slightly, the tips of his ears bursting red.

Wen Zhi closed his eyes lightly, and asked him hoarsely, "Does it hurt?"

Bai Tingquan knew that Wen Zhi was asking about the wound pierced by the monster's claws.

Bai Tingquan lowered his eyes, and replied obediently: "Master, it hurts so much."

In the next moment, he never expected that Wen Zhi would put his hands around the back of his head and bring him into his arms. In the next second, his scorching breath pressed against him.

Bai Tingquan's eyes widened, and he saw Wen Zhi's enlarged face.

Wen Zhi kissed him deeply, hugged him tightly, and would never separate.

Bai Tingquan saw the wet tears on Wen Zhi's cheeks, and also saw Wen Zhi's trembling eyelashes.

Bai Tingquan let Wen Zhi ask for it, and gently closed his eyes.

Considering that Bai Tingquan was recovering from his serious injury, Wen Zhi restrained his desire, stepped out gently, and put his coat on Bai Tingquan's body. He hugged Bai Tingquan tightly to himself with some reluctance. arms.

There are some words, needless to say, each other already understands.

Wen Zhi glanced down at the quiet Bai Tingquan.

It was Bai Tingquan who made him understand the fear of birth, old age, sickness and death.

It's not the dead who fear, it's always the living.