The official match of this seat is not you

The wind shuttled between the two of them, as if those days had passed, Wu Yan was still in the red dress that looked like fireworks, but he was no longer in the wedding hall, but in this place covered by a large forest.

Leng Yu put down Wu Yan on his back, but he didn't dare to look at that person's face, either because he was guilty, or because he was inexplicably embarrassed, but he really wanted to see those eyes that appeared in front of his heart in a midnight dream , that tangled heart made him turn his head uncontrollably, to look at that person, even if he gently touched the temperature of that person with his fingers.

The tree was whirling, the sky was already dark, but Wu Yan was in no mood to chat with this brat.What happened to the members of the Devil's Cult who were left in the Xitang, and whether that Rulan woman would be hurt because of this? Even if Wu Yan still felt a little distance in this world, he could feel the hearts of the Devil's Sect people towards him. He realized that what he was worried about at this time was not whether he would be hurt, but their mood.

Leng Yu turned around and saw Wu Yan in a daze. He really felt very helpless, but more of an unspeakable sadness. The man's heart had no trace left on him, even the black pair of There was no longer his reflection in his eyes, even though he knew it wasn't Wu Yan deliberately ignoring him, but Leng Yu still felt as if he couldn't breathe, he kept insisting, he was always confident, he always thought that Wu Yan would be happy without him. Like myself, there is no way to survive, but now more things have invaded Wu Yan's sight and occupied Wu Yan's heart, and his existence is just a bunch of waste paper that wants to be swept away, to be left behind forever. in the dark.

Holding Wu Yan in his arms, Leng Yu sighed, but stopped the urge to look into the man's eyes while struggling slightly.

"Don't move, don't move..." Leng Yu's figure is already a bit taller than Wu Yan, he doesn't look like a child anymore. Now he is the young master of Tianxia League, a rising rookie who also has some status in the martial arts. Young master Leng Yu's name is also echoed by some people in the world, and even because of his status, many officials and officials want to marry their daughters to him. After all, it is an indisputable fact that Leng Tianqi secretly controls the lifeline of the court.

But Leng Yu knew that these were not what he wanted, he was so close to this person, but he was the one who pushed this person further away.

"Let go, young master Leng, is it interesting to come out and wander around when you have nothing to do?" Wu Yan actually didn't like such a sarcastic tone. He couldn't tell what he felt like a dead kid, but when he thought of the faces covered by white cloths, he just felt a tingle in his heart, more painful than a sharp sword passing through.

"Don't be like this, Wu Yan." Leng Yu leaned against Wu Yan's ear, the sparse and mottled leaves cast bright and dark shadows on his body, and his hoarse voice seemed to be depressing, "You know, I just like it you……".

"Hehe, Leng Yu, do you think you're still a child?" Wu Yan interrupted Leng Yu. He wanted to push the person who was hugging him far away. Even if Leng Yu wasn't fully responsible, he still couldn't get rid of the responsibility for those smiles that lost color.Wu Yan just thinks Leng Yu is ridiculous, does he seem so forgetful, or does Leng Yu feel that everything can be done all over again?

Leng Yu's body froze obviously. Leng Yu thought that he would not be afraid of anything anymore, but he admitted that now he was afraid of Wu Yan's disgusting eyes towards him. His mother, who was obviously killed by Leng Tianqi, once told him to catch him. The one you love, never let go.But now he is undoubtedly at a loss, if catching him just makes the person he loves farther away from him, what should he do?

Leng Yu didn't know what to do, he could only grab Wu Yan's hand, and gently pressed his lips that were both icy and soft. The feeling that he had never experienced before made Leng Yu feel novel, but he also hoped that it would be like this forever, that time would stand still forever At this moment, there is no demonic sect, no right way, no interest disputes, and no life disputes, it's just him and Wu Yan, it's just him and this person he can never let go of.

Wu Yan's eyes opened wide, he was mourning his poor first kiss!Speaking of which, a man's first kiss may not be very valuable. Even in a relatively open era, it is strange that a man who was the chief financial officer of a large company has never even touched a woman's hand, but Wu Yan is really so strange. up.

The lips were slightly cool, and it didn't make Wu Yan feel sick. Perhaps the two years of getting along had unknowingly changed the two of them, and even became familiar with each other's breath. Leng Yu was satisfied, and Wu Yan was astonished, but No one can deny that at this moment, the two of them temporarily put aside everything in their hearts, and there are only two shadows in the gloomy woods.

"Wu Yan, do you feel it? You don't reject these things, and you don't reject me either." Leng Yu spoke with some insight, and he was eager to prove all this to Wu Yan, but in return Wu Yan didn't have the slightest The fluctuating face and icy eyes showed that all his calculations and thoughts were naive and ridiculous.

"If I killed your relatives, betrayed you, time and time again" Wu Yan's expression was a bit evil "and then I suddenly told you that all this is love, would you accept it?".

Leng Yu took a step back, the shadow of the tree cast on him by the moonlight fell on him, a little pitiful, but became desolate under Wu Yan's words, "Your love is not rare in this seat".

Leng Yu grabbed Wu Yan's hand like a madman, and just led him past layers of tree shadows. The moonlight fell on the two people coldly. The two people were so close to each other, yet so far away.

It wasn't until he came to that valley again, which used to be the most secret main altar of the Devil's Cult, but turned into ruins overnight, that Leng Yu stopped. He suppressed the sourness and unwillingness that surged up, and just silently hugged Wu Yan , to that place where they all have memories.

The trees are still green, the wood on the houses is still new, and the paths are still the same.It's just that things are different, and Leng Yu unlocked Wu Yan's acupoints, just pulling him and stepping into this place step by step, the place he wanted to surprise Wu Yan.

There is no one here, although the houses are similar to those in memory, but there are no people, and it is as deserted as a dead village.The two walked through the stone arch, the small courtyard was where Leng Yu often practiced, the one placed under the banyan tree was Wu Yan's favorite chaise longue, and the high one belonged to Mr. Zhang's observatory. It's still there, but everything is gone. At least at this moment, Wu Yan can no longer be as unburdened as he was back then, nor can he turn a blind eye to everything.He can't let go...

"Look, everything here has been restored. This tree was specially transported back from Dali. I searched for a long time before I found a similar one. Then I realized that the old tree is really a precious thing. There are probably not many trees in the entire dynasty." The tree in the center of the entire valley was covered by layers of tree shadows, but the words Wu Yan wrote at that moment were missing.

Of course Wu Yan knows how precious this tree is. It is said that it is a small sapling dug out by a certain generation of priests in many ravines, but it has grown to a considerable scale. Sui Nian, while secretly engraving on it: Looking for the most beautiful girl in the world, but the words at that time stayed at that time, and Wu Yan at that time also stayed at that time.

So what if the repair here is the same as before, Wu Yan at that time never thought of loving that little kid, but now Wu Yan can't afford it, if the result of love is betrayal, deception, and loss of those lively lives, he would rather Never start a relationship.

Wu Yan's face was expressionless, but the movement of his fingers stroking the tree was gentle, and the faint peace made Leng Yu seem to see the servant who was only by his side many years ago, not the demon cult leader named Wu Yan .

It was only at the next moment that he realized that he was wrong, which was outrageous, because no one can be indifferent to what happened, and Wu Yan is just a mortal, so he will not be like this.

The sword glowing with black light appeared in Wu Yan's hand, which changed his whole demeanor. If Wu Yan just now was like a traveler immersed in memories, he was struggling to find some traces of the past and wanted to get out of the lost way. Now He is more like a monarch sitting on the top of the throne, cold and ruthless but sharp and not allowing anyone to approach.

This kind of Wu Yan is so similar to the person controlled by Mingjian at that time, but it is different. Now he is indifferent but not without emotion, it is more like suppressing his feelings for him in a small corner, and some are just The hatred for him for killing many members of the Demon Cult seemed to explode all at once.

"Have you already mastered this evil sword?" Leng Yu was really surprised. The Dark Sword has been passed down since ancient times. Countless martial arts masters who have reached the extreme and even surpassed this world are all looking for this sword. , there is no shortage of people who can become its master, but as the leader of the evil sword, the fate of the master of this sword is a bit miserable, either because of this sword, or because of the sword, or the glory in life, but there is no place for burial after death.Leng Yu looked at the ferocious sword body, but felt that the sword was very familiar.

Wu Yan didn't answer, but his whole body seemed to become one with the sword again. In the darkness, Wu Yan, dressed in red, held the sword emitting a deep black light, like a monster in the underworld.

When Leng Yu was in a trance, the sword was only a few inches away from him. He looked at Wu Yan's unwavering eyes and muttered to himself: "Are you going to kill me? Wu Yan".

The voice was lonely, as if he became one person with the child who was hated by everyone in an instant, Wu Yan's sword paused, as if a wave flashed in his eyes, but disappeared in an instant.

Leng Yu opened his eyes and didn't even move half an inch. In the dark night, as long as Wu Yan's hand holding the sword exerted some force, he would say goodbye to this world forever.

What was the impact sound of "啪", what Leng Yu saw was Wu Yan's slowly falling shadow, before Leng Yu could react, he only heard the voice of one person laughing wildly, "It's really unexpected, our young master still It's really sentimental."

The man wore white clothes with beautiful cloud patterns, and a blood-red flute around his waist. He looked like a handsome young man but concealed a different aura. The laughter instantly made Leng Yu's face ugly.

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