When the protagonists and villains become bamboo horses

In the cave where the bonfire flickered, Yan Yu's figure was hidden in the darkness. He quietly listened to the group of Lingyun Sect disciples discussing how to set a trap, lure Xie Shi in, and then besiege and kill Xie Shi together. Italian spread.

When he heard them laughing and choosing who would cut off Xie Shi's head, Yan Yu's face was already as cold as ice.

He raised his eyelids, shot out several blood swords in his hand, and took the lives of these Lingyun sect disciples neatly.

The bonfire was still burning, but the twelve people beside the bonfire were already lying on the ground, their eyes wide open.The speaker still kept his mouth open, and the audience still had a lively smile on their faces. They didn't seem to realize that they were dead, and time seemed to be frozen at this moment.

Just like when he came, Yan Yu stepped out of the cave quietly, with slow steps, with a slender and dark shadow trailing behind him.

Behind him, the bonfire in the cave gradually weakened with the passage of time because there was no one to add firewood, and finally only a pile of black ashes remained.

Losing this only source of heat, the cave returned to darkness and silence, and a bunch of corpses of Lingyun Sect disciples were sleeping peacefully in the cold cave.

At this time, the scene in the sky changed from a sea of ​​fire to a vast and boundless deep sea of ​​ink waves, the air flowed rapidly between the sky and the earth, and in the blink of an eye, it was already raining.

Yan Yu propped up an aura shield around his body to keep out rain and strong wind.

The sky and the earth were gloomy, and the surroundings were shadowy black. The bare branches outlined the outlines of beasts and monsters, but Yan Yu was alone, and he seemed to be surrounded by many strange shadows.

At present, his cultivation base is advanced enough to walk sideways in this secret realm, so he is not afraid of those strange shadows.

However, his mood seems to be starting to agitate.

These rains, strong winds and shadows seem to be able to draw out negative emotions such as fear, panic, and bewilderment in people's hearts, and magnify them infinitely.

Too bad, Yan Yu stood in the violent wind and rain, with a sad smile on his face.

He is not afraid of fighting, but he is afraid of losing control.

……

In the crevice of the stone, Xie Shi and Xie Zhiwei stayed in place with their clothes dry.

They have already set up a protective cover outside the stone gap, even if the wind and rain are blowing outside, this small world will be safe and sound.

Xie Zhiwei originally planned to meditate on the spot, but he couldn't calm down when he heard the whimpering wind outside.

He turned his head to look at the gray sky, vaguely feeling that the wind and rain were a bit strange.

Xie Zhiwei thought himself a person who is not afraid of wind and rain, but at this moment in such a bleak and desolate scene, there is a trace of sadness in his heart.

Of course, for a normal person, this worry can be easily suppressed.

"This rain can affect people's emotions." Xie Zhiwei reminded Xie Shi who was beside him.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure subconsciously appeared in his mind.

Yan Yu was also in this secret realm, Xie Zhiwei suddenly noticed this.

Demon species are not good at restraining desires and negative emotions, so if the slight impact of wind and rain on people's mood is on Yan Yu, how many times will it be magnified?

Will it directly cause the monster to lose control?

Xie Zhiwei was worried, glanced at Xie Shi next to him, wondering whether to tell the story.

Generally speaking, if the monster is out of control, its combat power will increase, so the last sufferer is often not the monster itself, but the surrounding creatures.If only Yan Yu's safety is considered, it doesn't make any difference whether to stop him from losing control or not.

Xie Shi is concentrating on arranging the medicinal materials he harvested today, evaluating the quality one by one, and judging whether they can be used as materials for refining the Medicinal Pill.

In these days, apart from conducting inner sect competitions, Xie Shi is also studying the formula of Concentration Pill.

He had collected all the prescribed medicinal materials and refined three furnaces of Concentration Pill according to the dosage of the prescription, but all of them were defective.

Xie Shi felt it was very strange, this alchemy was left by Shen Yuanmin, it was unreasonable that the other party could refine the top-quality concentration pill, but the ones he refined were all inferior products with inferior effects.

The only difference between the two in alchemy lies in the introduction of medicine.Shen Yuanmin used his remaining vitality as medicine, while Xie Shi tried to use high-grade rare herbs with sufficient aura as a substitute.

Does life force have to be used as medicine?Xie Shi hesitated.

He decided to try other rare medicinal herbs, and turned his head to search his storage space to see if there were any suitable medicinal herbs.

Jingle!

A gold-plated hollow bell accidentally fell out and landed on the ground, making a pleasant and crisp sound.

The sound of the bell brought Xie Zhiwei back to reality from his complicated thoughts, he raised his eyes to look at Xie Shi, and asked doubtfully, "You also have this kind of bell?"

Xie Shi reached out to pick up the gold-plated bell from the ground, and blew the dust on it.

Hearing Xie Zhiwei's question, he replied naturally: "At that time, at the market, I thought your bell was very beautiful, so I pestered brother Xiu Ling to give me one too. However, mine is gold-plated. I remember yours is silver-plated, it looks different."

Xie Zhiwei took out the silver-plated bell from the storage space, held it in his hand, and when his fingertips touched the pattern decoration on the surface of the bell, he felt a bumpy touch.

He recalled the scene when Yan Yu helped him play a small market game in the past, his fingers holding the bell tightened, and his heart gradually wavered.

The young man's wanton and lazy face seemed to be still in front of his eyes, and he said to him with a smile: "I am in a good mood today, and I will not kill."

No matter how prejudiced he is about Yan Yu's identity as a demon, Xie Zhiwei has to admit that Yan Yu is very gentle most of the time, not fighting or grabbing, and even willing to help others.

He seems like a good guy when he's not being evil.

Xie Zhiwei looked at the deep sea ink waves in the sky, racked his brains, and finally came up with a suitable reason.

He is not here for the safety of the demon species, but for the young immortal cultivators in the secret realm.

If Yan Yu lost control in the secret realm and went crazy, once he ran into these young immortal cultivators who came to explore, he might cause many murders and damage the vitality of the immortal sect.

Seeing that Xie Zhiwei held the bell and pondered for a while, Xie Shi asked with concern, "What are you thinking?"

Xie Zhiwei put the bell into the storage space expressionlessly, and replied in a calm tone, "I'm thinking... I seem to have left something on the road, should we go back along the route and look for it?"

"Now?" Xie Shi looked at Xie Zhiwei who got up suddenly in astonishment, not understanding why he was in such a hurry, and reminded, "There is a storm outside now."

"I'm worried that I won't be able to find things after the storm, so let's go out now." Xie Zhiwei said.

He waved his hand to open the protective shield of spiritual power, and the slanting wind carried raindrops into the crevices of the stones, carrying a cold wetness.

Xie Shi had no choice but to accompany Xie Zhiwei to brave the storm to find his lost things.

However, the two searched along the route for a long time, and finally found a person nearby.

Judging by his attire, he was the Yunyan Pavilion disciple who had helped them many times before.

He was fighting with a group of monsters. Those monsters were black, as thin as paper, flexible and weird, like moving shadows.

Xie Shi turned his surprised eyes to Xie Zhiwei who was beside him with an indifferent expression, he faintly felt that Xie Zhiwei seemed to be inconsistent with his words and deeds.The other party clearly reminded him to beware of this seemingly well-meaning Yunyan Pavilion disciple before, but now he ran out to look for him in the wind and rain.

Xie Shi looked at Xie Zhiwei, then at the Yunyan Pavilion disciple, his clear eyes were full of doubts.

Xie Zhiwei didn't pay attention to Xie Shi's expression, he flew to Yan Yu's side with a solemn face, helped him drive away those monsters, and asked, "How do you feel now?"

The surrounding environment did arouse the negative emotions in Yan Yu's heart, causing him to fall into a slight loss of control, but it was still within the controllable range.

At this moment, his spiritual shield had been removed, his clothes were drenched by the rain, his pupils and hair were as black as ink, the rain gathered along his smooth and sharp jaw line, and slowly dripped onto the muddy ground in front of him.

He kept fighting those monsters, not because he couldn't beat them, but because he wanted to relieve his restlessness through fighting.

Hearing Xie Zhiwei's voice, the killing intent in Yan Yu's eyes faded a little, and he turned around with a trace of confusion hidden in his expression.

He was wondering why Xie Zhiwei and Xie Shi suddenly appeared in front of him.

It can't be a hallucination, Yan Yu thought.

The next moment, Xie Zhiwei frowned, looked at the blood on Yan Yu's arm, and said coldly: "You are injured."

This voice brought Yan Yu back to reality.

He thought: Ah, talking, not a hallucination.

Yan Yu followed Xie Zhiwei's line of sight, looked at the wound on his arm, and said casually: "It's just a small injury, it's fine."

Xie Shi stood beside him, looking at this side neither far nor near, he was a little confused about the situation.

Subsequently, the three found a new cave nearby as a hiding place.

As soon as he entered the safe zone, Yan Yu lay down on the dry grass, stretched his tired body, and let out a comfortable sigh.

Xie Zhiwei saw that his wound was so carelessly put aside, a little displeased, and took out a clean cloth strip to bandage his wound.

During the action, the two were very close.The elegant lotus fragrance floated on Yan Yu's nose, he lifted his thin eyelids, and a cold and dignified face clearly appeared in front of his eyes, with thick eyelashes distinct from each other.

Yan Yu felt that this scene was very strange.He never thought that one day, Xie Zhiwei would bandage his wound.

"Xie Xianjun?" Yan Yu yelled casually with a smile on his lips.

Xie Zhiwei's voice was indifferent as usual, "Huh? What's the matter?"

"Did you trick me secretly?" Yan Yu asked with a smile, "otherwise why are you so kind to me today?"

According to his understanding of Xie Zhiwei, this guy is very proud, now he can let go of his airs and be nice to a person he hates, the only possible explanation is guilt.

"..." Xie Zhi choked on the coldness.

He lowered his eyes, his eyes darkened, he pinched both ends of the cloth with his fingers, and suddenly pulled hard.

"hiss--!"

The pain from the wound made Yan Yu gasp.

In fact, this kind of pain is like tickling to Yan Yu, but since Xie Zhiwei did this, he must give him some face and feel the pain.

Sure enough, seeing him in pain, the darkness in Xie Zhiwei's eyes dissipated a little.

"Does it hurt?" He asked coldly, leaning closer to Yan Yu's ear, reminding them of the murderous enmity between them word by word, "When you dragged me to die together in my previous life, the pain I felt was the pain I felt right now. Thousands of times."

That year when the peach blossoms were scorching, on the top of Cloud's End Peak, which was misty and misty, the fire engulfed the Son of God and the Demon Seed together, ending the past lives of the two of them.

Xie Zhiwei's fingers nimbly fiddled with the end of the cloth, and tied a firm slipknot.

"Yan Yu, the pain you gave me, and the murders you committed, I will firmly remember them in my heart, and I will never forget them."

These words came out of nowhere, and I don't know whether to say them to Yan Yu or to myself.

After Xie Zhiwei finished these things, he took a deep look at Yan Yu, found an open space in the cave farthest from Yan Yu, sat cross-legged, and meditated.

In order to make the cave a little warmer, Xie Shi took out a little firewood from the storage space, knocked out sparks with a flint and steel, lit them, and piled up a cluster of small bonfires.

While the flames were jumping, Yan Yu lowered his head, raised his hands to cover his face, and leaned against the junction of light and darkness, silently.

He is laughing.

Yan Yu lived freely and recklessly, she didn't feel any guilt about that incident thousands of years ago, she just felt very happy.

In the last life, it was a great joy for the devil to be able to drag his deadly enemy away when he was about to die.During the fire that day, Xie Zhiwei felt more pain, the more refreshed he felt.

If there is a chance, Yan Yu even wants to drag this son of God to die a few more times.

Seeing his old enemy suffering the same pain as himself, as a monster, he felt a strange sense of satisfaction, as if he had tasted the most delicious food in the world.

Xie Zhiwei must not let Xie Zhiwei know about this perverted mentality.

Thinking of Xie Zhiwei's stern face emphasizing the past grievances with him just now, Yan Yu only felt that he was childish and funny.

Don't they regard each other as sworn enemies?Aren't the Son of God and the Demon Seed destined to live forever?Is it necessary to repeat this kind of thing?

So, as soon as he left, Yan Yu couldn't help but lowered his head, covered his face, and laughed quietly.

He didn't dare to laugh out loud, otherwise Xie Zhiwei would come over to settle accounts with him if he heard it and lost face.

The burning firewood crackled, and a few sparks floated into the air, then gradually cooled into black spots and fell into the campfire.

In the quiet and peaceful atmosphere, Xie Shi, who was in a daze tonight, suddenly stood up and walked towards Yan Yu who was resting.

Xie Zhiwei was still meditating on the spot, with his eyes closed and his face calm, as if he was completely immersed in the practice, but secretly passed a word to Yan Yu through his spiritual consciousness.

He said: "Yan Yu, you must have something to do in the secret realm, so why don't we make an agreement? If you don't tell Xie Shi your real identity, I won't interfere with your actions."

Yan Yu felt that Xie Zhiwei's words were strange, but because of his kindness in bandaging himself tonight, Yan Yu replied: "Okay, it's a deal."

In fact, whether to tell Xie Shi his identity or not is a trivial matter for Yan Yu.Xie Zhiwei took this trivial matter to sign an oral contract with him, no matter how you look at it, he will not suffer.

In front of strangers, Xie Shi has always been gentle and courteous.

I saw him walk up to Yan Yu who was sitting on the haystack, squatting halfway, looking at him at the same level, the corners of his mouth curved just right, and his attitude was neither exaggerated nor cold.

"Thank you brother for saving me today, I am very grateful." Xie Shi expressed his gratitude sincerely.

Yan Yu is now dressed in disguise, his facial features, eyebrows, eyes and figure have undergone major changes, completely different from before.

Holding the sword in his arms, with thick black eyebrows, he looks like a vicissitudes of life swordsman who has walked the world for many years, bold and rough.

Just looking at his appearance and figure, Xie Shi would definitely not be able to recognize him.

Hearing Xie Shi's thanks, Yan Yu nodded slightly, without much expression on his face, and said lightly: "I am a hero, I have never seen a villain plotting to attack my fellow sect, and I just happened to pass by nearby, so I did a few things casually." Trick. Little brother, don’t take it too seriously.”

This is a simple explanation of the reason why I helped him, but the whole logic is so clumsy that it cannot withstand scrutiny.

Xie Shi smiled, and the gratitude on his face became more and more obvious, "If it weren't for your brother's warm heart, I would probably have to entangle with those people. I should thank you more."

After finishing speaking, he cupped his fists and bowed lightly to Yan Yu.

After straightening his body, Xie Shi's eyes were still fixed on Yan Yu, with a smile on his face, he continued: "Thank you Shi, I dare to ask your brother's name."

Yan Yu raised his eyes, looked at Xie Shi who had been watching him all the time, his thoughts moved slightly, and he realized that he was guessing his true identity.

He remained calm, made up a random name, and replied, "Gu Mo."

"Gu... Mo..."

Xie Shi pondered the name for a while, looked into Yan Yu's eyes again, his expression seemed to be pleasantly surprised, and he said, "This name is very similar to a friend of mine."

Yan Yu raised his eyebrows, followed his words, and asked, "What's your friend's name?"

"He's also called Gu Mo." Xie Shi said it naturally, with no flaws in the expression on his face, but his eyes were shining, and he stared at Yan Yu gleamingly.

Yan Yu didn't know if Xie Shi had a friend named Gu Mo, but he looked at Xie Shi's appearance, and with his years of experience in getting along, he immediately realized that Xie Shi was lying.

As for the reason for lying, it is probably because he suspected him.

Yan Yu was happy because of Xie Shi's sharpness and cleverness, and because he had no good reason to hide Xie Shi, most of the pretense in his expression was immediately removed.

Anyway, what Xie Zhiwei asked was that he not directly tell Xie Shi that he was Yan Yu, if Xie Shi guessed it himself, that would be a different matter.

In the cave where the bonfire was burning, Xie Shi was concentrating on looking at the completely unfamiliar face in front of him, his chest rose and fell slightly, and his breathing was slow.

In the half-light and half-darkness, the person in front of him raised his eyelids and looked back at him with his dark eyes, without saying a word, he just pulled the corners of his lips lightly.

Just such a simple tiny expression shocked Xie Shi's heart.

As soon as he smiled, he knew that this was his elder brother Xiu Ling.

The cat-like eyes widened, and the two emotions of surprise and excitement in the eyes were intertwined. Xie Shi couldn't help stretching out his hands, clenched Yan Yu's hand that was placed by his side, and wrapped his cool face with warm palms. finger.

elder brother……

Xie Shi's lips moved, wanting to say something to express his joy.

Shhh!

Yan Yu put his index finger up in front of his lips.

Xie Shi instantly understood what he meant, closed his lips tightly, and didn't speak anymore.

There were only him, Yan Yu and Xie Zhiwei in the cave.Although Xie Shi didn't understand why Yan Yu didn't allow him to continue speaking, he was always well-behaved and obedient, even if he had doubts in his heart, he absolutely followed Yan Yu's instructions in action.

In the silence, Xie Shi held Yan Yu's hand even tighter, his thin fingers inserted into his fingers little by little, intertwined with his five fingers, and looked at him intently, the eyes in his eyes were hotter than the bonfire tonight piping hot.

His demeanor and actions all conveyed a sentence.

He is very happy to have Brother Xiu Ling around.

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