Originally wanted to be Xianjun's apprentice

Shen Linyu was dumbfounded.

This ghost king must have been taken away.

The Kunpeng illusion is too fake. If the ghost king could say such things to him, he would have been trapped in Jiri Lake for 70 years.

Shen Linyu grabbed his wrist by his ear, faltering as if asking: Your hand?

The man in Xuanyi didn't pay attention, and took his sleeves back.

Sword Immortal lifted Shen Linyu's gag order, his face was ugly as hell, and he was about to step forward to ask what the ghost king did to him!

Unexpectedly, the sky changed suddenly, the jackdaws flew in shock, and the blood-like color shrouded everyone's faces.

The enemy is now, and everything will be discussed again.

Under the leadership of the sword fairy, the immortal friends of Wujitian shot straight up like ten thousand feathered arrows. When the ghost clan saw that the old nose moved, how could they lose their momentum, with a "swish", they rushed away not to be outdone.

Shen Linyu saw that the gods, ghosts and fairies were busy fighting, so he found a cool and quiet place, watched the show with arms folded, and occasionally dodged flying swords, meteor hammers, silver darts, etc. that hurt Chi Yu...

When a fairy friend saw him, he was furious, and was about to scold him when he was punched in the face by the demon clan's fist.

Shen Linyu shrugged innocently.

It's really not that he was passively avoiding the battle, but that the demons were sick. Back then, no one cared about him and just stared at him and chased him down. If the ghost king hadn't blocked him in the end, I'm afraid he still doesn't know where to reshape. What about the flesh.

Thinking of this, Shen Linyu's eyes dimmed. If it wasn't for this, how could he not give up on Xu Yan for so long...

Xu Yan was so close to him in the past, why are they suddenly strangers?

He never understood before, and forcefully forced himself out of evil.

In fact, he saw through his ambiguous thoughts and deliberately avoided it...

Shen Linyu felt relieved a lot.

At least the initial acquaintance was not fake.The last estrangement is also justifiable.

Do not like reluctantly not to come.

Looking at the startling figure of the man in Xuanyi, Shen Linyu thought, this time, he can let go without asking the sword fairy.

Suddenly, a group of raging flames, like a beast, galloped towards him like a broken bamboo.

Shen Linyu quickly jumped up to dodge, and behind him appeared a group of monsters holding tridents, and a cold light came straight to his back. Fortunately, he was very sensitive, and he turned over easily. After brushing, call out: "Sword!"

A golden light pierced through the monster's chest, and the blood-stained sword of You Guang was collected in his palm.

Before he could catch his breath, a black cloth wrapped around his head again.

Shen Linyu sighed and gave up struggling.In fact, he could be split with You Guang, but it's meaningless, anyway, the Mozun is about to appear to take his life.

This familiar passage...

The demons will not let him go even if they die.

Shen Linyu was speechless, but he was doomed to die this time.The ghost told him to hide in a sparsely populated place, and all the monks with him were useless monks, so it was fine if he didn't get accidentally injured.

Shen Linyu numbly looked at the Demon Lord who was getting closer and closer to him, and even had the mood to think that there were good-looking demons in the Demon Race, but it was a pity that their greed was too deep and they all died.

The majestic and ferocious demonic energy came rushing like thousands of troops and horses. Wherever it went, it was razed to the ground, and no grass grew.Shen Linyu has a godly body and can barely stand, but his face, robes, and bare skin have all been cut by the blade-like sharp and powerful magic energy, and it is even more difficult to open his eyes.

It is conceivable that the pain did not come.

Everything seemed to be blocked in front of him by a transparent wall, sharp swords, blood, rain, wind and frost all brushed past his ears.

His heart was tightly held by invisible hands.

Even if he didn't see it, he knew it was Xu Yan.

The wind was bleak, and the spiritual power was surging, Shen Linyu could only hear ghosts crying and howling wolves, and then the silence was as dead.The gasping sounds of fighting, the wailing of injuries, the metallic sound of hand-to-hand combat... all disappeared, as if everything in the world was reduced to nothingness under the confrontation between the demon king and the ghost king.

When he was able to open his eyes, the man in black stood alone between the sky and the earth, his body was soaked in blood, the red lines on his face turned black, and half of his arm was gone...

But his back was still straight, his temperament was still unmistakable, and he was still holding his lightsaber in his hand. Every step he took seemed to be normal, ignoring the hustle and bustle of the battlefield, and stopped in front of him.

"Brother Yan..." Shen Linyu shook hands, as if wanting to hug his bruised body.

But the man in Xuanyi put the Lightning Sword in his palm, stopped him from moving, and then wiped the tears and blood on his face with his remaining hand.

The man in Xuanyi seemed to use the most gentle tone in his life, and said: "Xianjun, kill me, and everything will be over."

Shen Linyu was stunned, and asked in disbelief: "What's the end...you...who are you..."

The man in Xuanyi smiled, then grabbed Shen Linyu's hand, held the sword, and lifted it to his heart. The sword trembled violently, but it sank into the man's body inch by inch uncontrollably.

This is the second time.

He killed Xu Yan for the second time.

With the same sword, it pierced his chest...

Shen Linyu threw away the sword like crazy, and hugged his crumbling body, "Xu Yan...Xu Yan don't want..."

But the secondary body has become colder, colder than the polar day lake that has been frozen for thousands of years.

Shen Linyu cried bitterly, "It's Xianjun who didn't protect you well..."

The body of the man in Xuanyi melted into nothingness in his embrace.

Shen Linyu almost collapsed.

That was Xu Yan, the real Xu Yan all along!It's not an illusion, it's not nothingness, it's the person he is most reluctant to part with, the person he cares about the most, the person he is most excited about and wants to be with him the most.

That is obviously his favorite person, why is he killed by him again and again...

"Xu Yan, don't..."

"I beg you, Xianjun, don't do this..."

Shen Linyu can forget him, let him go, and drink a glass of wine with him calmly after thousands of years.But you must never see him die with your own eyes, let alone kill him with your own hands...

The strength of the immortal sword piercing the bone, the sound of tearing flesh, the blood in the air, and the bone-chilling body temperature of the man in Xuanyi, all became a brand, engraved in Shen Linyu's heart, and could never be erased.

It's a nightmare every time I dream back at midnight.

Every sudden palpitation.

Silent tears drowned in the dark lake water of Jiri Lake.

Maybe for a long time, or maybe just for a moment.

The phantom of Kunpeng also gradually dissipated with the death of Nie Yi. Shen Linyu opened his eyes blankly, watching everything like smoke and mist, only the pain never faded.

Shen Linyu felt that he should have shed all the tears in this life, so he could only be in a daze until he saw a bright red in the darkness of the void.

It was a woman wearing a red hijab with a dagger stuck in her chest.

It's Su Meng.

He suddenly felt indescribable fear.

But he didn't dodge, he walked forward tremblingly, every step he took was like walking on the tip of a knife, and he was in pain.

He lifted Su Meng's gold-carved and embroidered phoenix-red hijab.

Showing an ordinary face, it can even be said to be a bit ugly.

He slumped on the ground.

That was the first time he saw the young city lord's face. It was flat, thin and yellow, without the agility that was nourished by the fairy later...

Shen Linyu suddenly understood Xu Yan's mood.

How much he wished that both of them were just ordinary people, could have a bad temper, could be ugly, could not have endless years, could be dependent on each other, and spend their lives smoothly.

I also understand why Xu Yan, who clearly has the power to control dreams, is no longer in danger, but why he is asked to become a man in Tsing Yi.

What he couldn't say, what he couldn't do, all ended in this last dream.

Shen Linyu had mixed feelings, and he was satisfied with getting what he wanted, and he finally got Xu Yan's response.There was also an intensified pain, because he knew that Xu Yan would think of everything one day.

I will remember that the ghost king never likes himself.

The obsession in the old days was fruitless, and the illusion was fruitless for 70 years. He took advantage of this reincarnation, but in the end, like this illusion, it turned into nothingness.

The moment he got was destined to be lost forever.

……

Shen Linyu stared blankly at the disappearance of the Kunpeng illusion, revealing the dark water of Jiri Lake, and then the lake surged and sent them out of the water.

The bottom of the lake is the barrier of eternal darkness, and the surface of the lake is the light of the eternal day.

Xu Yan reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "Xianjun, wake up."

Shen Linyu was indifferent.

"Xianjun, we are out."

But he didn't want to come out, didn't want to face the reality of the day.

Shen Linyu slowly rolled his eyes, and then threw himself into Xu Yan's arms. It was a fresh, hot body, and his hands were groping helplessly on Xu Yan's chest.

Xu Yan chuckled, patted his back, and comforted him, "I'm not hurt."

Shen Linyu burst into tears as soon as she heard it, "You lied to me!"

Then grabbed his hand and tore open his skirt, revealing his smooth chest.

Shen Linyu tremblingly said: "...the sword wound is so deep that even the bones inside can be seen."

Xu Yan's expression changed.

Lifting his chin, his forehead touched his heart, and the scarlet aura penetrated into Shen Linyu's sea of ​​consciousness.

The Sea of ​​Consciousness is an extremely secretive and fragile place, and it is impossible to enter unless one is extremely trustworthy.And the fusion of the sea of ​​consciousness, although it can improve both of them, is also very good for regulating the spiritual breath, but after all, it is very sensitive, and it is generally not entered except for Taoist companions, so as not to cause any improper actions.

But what was surprising was that the Sea of ​​Consciousness seemed to recognize him, hooking him to walk in, extremely lingering, extremely reluctant, and even wanted to trap him in it, not to leave for the rest of his life.

Xu Yan's eyes lit up, Xianjun knew his intentions, and still made such a gesture, but it meant...

When Xu Yansi reached this point, some uncontrollable aura surged up, squeezing Shen Linyu's aura in pain, as if he was crying because of grievance, he hurriedly wanted to withdraw, but the aura was entangled again, not allowing him to leave .

Xu Yan didn't dare to move for a long time, for fear of hurting him.

After a long time, he tentatively touched it inside and saw that he was fine, so he started to operate Xiao Zhoutian.

Xu Yan was originally eager to save people, so he was very serious.

Unexpectedly, Shen Linyu's consciousness was confused, and he put his arms around his waist unintentionally, rubbed his head impatiently, and kissed the corner of his mouth.

Xu Yan turned red all over.

Besides, no distracting thoughts are deceiving.

The sweetheart and the sea of ​​consciousness blend together, and the physical body is still so dawdling, if you can't get angry, if you are not a saint, then you can't.

Xu Yan bowed his head and kissed Xian Jun.

The movement was urgent and unbearable, two fingers could not help but put on his jawbone, and with a light force, he was forced to open slightly, revealing the lilac tongue inside, Xu Yan tried his best to kiss it, soothe it, suck it, forcing him to It fled around and was forced to dance together.

Shen Linyu's eyelashes moved invisibly.

But Xu Yan was really too involved, busy conquering the territory, swept every inch of skin in his mouth, the kiss was scorching hot and moist, and it was hard to part.

Shen Linyu looked at the slender silver thread falling from his lips, and closed his eyes again.

The author says:

It’s time to go out of Jiri Lake~ It’s almost time to write the copy, happy!

Thanks to "Wen Junlai" and "Zhuzhu Pupupu" for feeding the fish food bobobobo! ~~~