The silent system of the Lord God of Quick Transmigration shed tears

Yan Zhiyu didn't let go as if he was grasping at a straw.

"What's wrong with you." Wan Cheng Suye asked, "Come and sit down."

Take him to the jade bed, press him and sit down.

The lid of the jug had been knocked off, and the aroma of the wine soon spread, lingering around the tip of the nose, an intoxicating smell that couldn't be melted away.

"This is the wish of the senior brothers, do you want to try it?" Wan Cheng Suye said.

"Master went to see the brothers?" Yan Zhiyu couldn't sit still and asked, but was pushed back by Wan Tu Suye.

He conjured up a cup and poured out a glass. The smell of this wine had never been smelled in the evening, and it must have been specially made from cigarettes in the market.

"Taste it." Wan Cheng Suye held the cup in his hand.

Yan Zhiyu lowered his head, held the cup between his lips, his upper lip was stained with wine, he took a small sip, his throat moved slightly.

His eyes were looking up at Wan Teng Suye, his eyelashes were thick and slender, his pupils were pitch-black, and there was a clear light in his eyes like a deer in the forest.

After he finished drinking, there was still a light layer of wine at the bottom of the glass, which was glowing.

"Master..." Yan Zhiyu became panicked when he thought that he drank the wine in Master's hand.

Wan Cheng Suye forgot to fill the glass again: "This is the wine that your brother Wuwei didn't taste a drop of."

The cup was handed over, Yan Zhiyu hid, but the distance between the two was too close, no matter what, they couldn't dodge: "Master... I dare not drink anymore."

I was not clear-headed at first, but I got really drunk after a while, what would I do if I did something irreversible to Master.

"Okay, don't drink." Wan Cheng Suye raised his head and drank the wine in the glass: "Then let me ask you, is there something you are hiding from me."

Yan Zhiyu's heart twitched, and when he looked up, there were tears in his eyes, tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, "Yes."

"Then tell me." Wan Cheng Suye felt that the wine tasted good, so he drank another cup.

"I..." Yan Zhiyu only felt the strength of wine rushing towards his head: "I have been pleased with Master for hundreds of years."

"Tsk..." Wan Cheng Suye shook his head, "I didn't ask you this, I meant something else."

"Other?" Yan Zhiyu's tears rolled down his cheeks.

"What are you afraid of? Just say it." Wan Cheng Suye approached, and his breath carried the intoxicating smell of alcohol.

Yan Zhiyu was still leaning back, but he couldn't avoid it, "I don't know."

"Lie, you know it well." Wan Cheng Suye's voice was very low, but every syllable hit his heart like a small hammer.

"Hmm..." Yan Zhiyu's lips were trembling: "I know."

"Say!" Wan Qi Su Ye forced him into a small corner, Yan Zhi Yu closed his eyes, trembling all over.

In the cave, you can hear the silent needle drop.

The small black house in Wan Teng Suye's mind loosened.

"What do you want to know." Yupei said.

The jade pendant hung on Wan Cheng Suye's body began to heat up, glowing brightly, and gradually became scorching hot. Wan Cheng Suye's was already a real fairy, but his skin hurt from the heat, so he could only take off the jade pendant in a hurry.

"Are you crazy?" Wan Cheng Suye asked.

No one made a sound, and then the jade pendant turned into powder, turned into a spot of light in front of Wanqi Suye, and disappeared.

Yan Zhiyu opened his eyes, his pupils had turned blood red, his face was ferocious, and his entire face was full of hatred and misery.

Wan Teng Suye looked at Yan Zhiyu, seeing all the subtle expressions on his face.

The person in front of him was completely different from the well-behaved little apprentice.

The current him is very much like Yan Zhiyu who has been waiting for countless years.The silly boy who was still in the same place when the world was destroyed, finally turned around, no longer engraved love for the person he was waiting for in his bones, and after the relationship deteriorated and fermented, it became a hatred that soaked the bones.

"I'm going to kill you." Yan Zhiyu said.

Wan Teng Suye stood there, like a jade tree in front of the wind, as if waiting for him to kill.

In Yan Zhiyu's dream, Wan Qi Suye became suspicious.

Why so many sorry.

There's nothing wrong with being sorry for liking him, but if you want to be sorry, it's because he, a person who can't respond, is sorry.

Probably apologizing for trying to kill him.

But what's the matter with jade pendant?Yupei was obtained from Yan Zhiyu, so is Yupei Yan Zhiyu's running dog?

Isn't the main god the only one who can use the jade pendant as a monitor and insert it into the six prison worlds.

Yan Zhiyu looked at Wan Qi Suye's smooth neck, stretched out his hand, and held it.

"Exercise." Wan Cheng Suye said with a smile, he felt that the strength of the wine was getting better, but his mind became clearer.

Fuzhi remembered what Yupei had asked him before.

Yupei asked, why didn't he say that Shen Chengqiu and Xiaobai became gods for him.

At that time, he laughed it off as a joke.

Now I wonder if Yan Zhiyu is also a god.

The god who controls the entire world.

Wan Teng Suye thought: "The last person who spoke with the help of the jade pendant was the main god, the last one who wanted to kill me was also the main god, and the last one who closed the world was Xiaobai, before Xiaobai the main god also closed the world, this world is also In a closed state, there is only one who can enter this point in time."

"Yan Zhiyu, is it what you want to kill me?"

Wan Qi Suye asked, and Yan Zhiyu's hands began to exert force. His nails were so long that they could puncture a human artery, but they only left a light pink mark on Wan Qi Suye's neck.

If he used his power as the main god to break Wan Teng Suye's neck, his soul would be torn apart.

"If you really want to kill me, you won't throw me in prison if you meet me in the void, and you won't let me go after the fifth world revision." Wan Qi Suye said.

"You don't know how to play the protagonist of a world, and pretend to be a jade pendant, and let me please you." Wan Cheng Suye continued.

Wan Teng Suye stretched out his hand and touched his cheek: "Hanzhang left first, why?"

Yan Zhiyu closed his eyes, "Because the thousands of years of companionship seem fake, I am afraid that the dream will be fragile, because I want you to know how it feels to wake up and find that the most cherished person is not by your side."

Wan Teng Suye asked again: "It's obvious that the cultivation has been achieved, why do you want to destroy that poor world by yourself?"

There are two more destroyed worlds.

Yan Zhiyu's lips trembled: "Rose Garden, Dewy Morning Breeze, I think it must be fake, but I still miss it. In the next world, I made myself a sea of ​​roses for thousands of miles. I pretended to be ignorant and lied to you. Lied to me."

Wan Teng Suye said: "But you also accompany me in birth, old age, sickness and death, raising offspring, watching another continuation of life, and accompanying me to see the death of the world, the end of time."

"Hmm..." Yan Zhiyu's hand rested on Wanqi Suye's neck.But there was no more force, and the fingertips stuck to the delicate skin of his neck.

"Where's the seal of the Taoist companion?" Wan Qi Suye asked.

Yan Zhiyu kept silent, closed his eyes, and looked like he didn't see or hear or speak, his face was flushed, and he didn't know if he had been drinking.

Wan Cheng Suye pushed him away, but he turned his head and looked over instead.

"Okay, I'm afraid you'll kill me. Wuwei told me to open up a mountain for me to live in. Xifeng also said that he would tell me stories. Oh, the Danding faction is also good, you can drink it every day Such a delicious wine."

Wan Cheng Suye straightened her clothes and turned around.

"I built a palace for Master in the Sanchi Pavilion, the Yinyang Palace. It was said that it would be completed after traveling far away." Yan Zhiyu said.

Wan Teng Suye's thoughts were chaotic, but his face remained calm. He wondered if the alcohol in the market was too strong, and he was dizzy now.

First, he wanted to settle accounts with Yan Zhiyu, the imprisonment in the five worlds cannot be written off just like that.

Then I thought about how cute this person is.I really want to imprison him in the five worlds, preferably in a barren world with only two people.

Thinking of this, he felt dry mouth, but luckily the jug of wine he was smoking on the market was at hand, he picked up the jug, and drank it all with his head held high.

Under the dry mountain, Yan Shang carefully arranged his precious things, the small alchemy stove, the small medicine pestle, packed them with treasures, and put them in his sleeves.

He frowns.

"What's wrong with you?" Qi Feng asked.

"Apologize to Master in a few days." Market Yan said.

"What crime please?" Wuwei and Xifeng were still puzzled by Monk Zhanger.

"Ahem, I still have a jug of that wine." Market Yan said.

Wuwei immediately became greedy: "Okay! If you lie in front of Master, we won't report you, so let me taste it."

The smoke on the market glanced at him: "When you get married, I will definitely offer it with both hands to make the brother and sister-in-law happy. Now I will drink it for you. In this wilderness, you can't let you find a tree to make do with."

Wuwei and Xifeng were immediately dumbfounded.

"You mean..." Wuwei didn't care about the vulgarity of his words, and all the emphasis was on the master's drinking of good wine...

"You did it beautifully." Xi Feng said, "If you are beaten to death by Master, I will give you your body, so that people can prepare a coffin made of high-quality golden nanmu."

What is adding fuel to the fire, this jug of wine is it.

Wan Cheng Suye clearly knew that he wanted to settle accounts with Yan Zhiyu, but his body was doing other things, who wanted to kill whom, and whoever owed whoever was willful didn't count. Forgive him for an hour first, no, two hours... It's still less, and use the strength of alcohol to recover the debt for three days.

The three brothers and sisters advanced and retreated together, waiting here in unison at the moment, just begging the master not to beat Yan Shang to death, Yan Shang rarely felt uneasy.

After waiting for three days, many monks on the Qianyuan Continent saw this as a scene.

It's so rare, the masters of all the wonderful sects are alive; the master of Fengfeng Tower is alive;

No matter how many people who have traveled to the mountains and rivers and seen the amazing scenery, they have not seen all of these three people.

And now there are rumors in the world of cultivating immortals, saying that the three of them came from the same sect, what kind of amazing and talented people can teach such an apprentice.

These few apprentices became famous early, and 800 years have passed, and that one should also become a "legend" and die.

Not long ago, there was a rumor that a fairy had ascended from the dry mountain, and the three of them came here together, guessing one of them, the three of them wanted to ascend to learn scriptures together.The second guess is that this true immortal is their master.

Knowing all kinds of crafts, it really makes people wonder that he is such an unworldly person.

Wan Teng Su Ye wobbled out of the cave.

The dry mountain is still the same dry mountain, and the red silk is only half collected.

Wan Teng Suye swaggered with a proud expression on his face.

"Meet the master."

The three brothers bowed their heads together.

Wan Cheng Suye didn't ask about the wine: "Why hasn't this red silk been collected yet?"

"This makes people put it away." Wuwei said.

Wan Teng Suye touched his nose and gave a fake cough.

"No need, hang up again."

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