[Sword Three] Chase, Life, Gu II

Everything is still.

Including the knife, including the loosened fingers and messy ponytail, including the shrunken amber pupils and slender eyelashes, including... the dizzying softness and coldness under the lips.

Really, it fell short.

After all, he was defeated by instinct.

Li Jinrui sighed inwardly resignedly and resignedly to his fate, then stretched out his good right hand to press the back of the porcelain white neck in front of him, and stuck out his tongue to penetrate the jaws that were loosened by the surprise of the other party, which deepened this unexpected feeling somewhat decadently An unexpected kiss.

The person who was crushed on the snow was still in a daze, until he was licked to the mouth of the throat, and then suddenly woke up, the beautiful eyes shot out the intoxicating anger, and then he struggled to leave his embrace, from the depths of his throat. Let out a low hum of resistance.

Li Jinrui did not let go.He firmly pressed Ye Liancheng's upper body with his elbows, blocking all the way out for the opponent. He was confident that Ye Liancheng would not be able to escape this prison made of flesh and blood.

Therefore, Li Jinrui was bitten as a matter of course.Ye Liancheng's sharp canine teeth pierced the base of his tongue, and a strong bloody smell permeated his mouth and nose, pain and sweetness intertwined into a dangerous drunkenness.

In such a ferocious kiss, the body in his arms became limp after all, someone's clothes were rubbed together, someone's breath was intertwined one after another, and someone's saliva was mixed with bright red. drips from overlapping lips.

Li Jinrui's offensive gradually calmed down, and finally turned into a thick kiss that landed on the corners of Ye Liancheng's rosy lips, and the blood-stained tip of his tongue gently licked the slightly swollen lips, with an indescribable sinking and sorrow drown.

Ye Liancheng looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar man in front of him, his mind was in a mess.Why... to stop everything when he was determined to die, and why, when he completely collapsed, he stretched out his hand... Is this another form of torture?Ye Liancheng didn't understand, he just stared blankly at Li Jinrui silently touching his forehead, and said in a voice that could only be heard by two people——

"In this place on my body... a beast lives..." The man pointed to his heart, "I don't know when it will get out of control... If one day I can't control it... it will pounce out tear you to pieces..."

He murmured like a sigh: "I can't go on like this...it's my sin..." The man looked up at him, his resolute face was full of hopeless tenderness, "This is my life, Master."

Life……?

For a moment, Ye Liancheng only felt that he was going to drown in that man's gaze.He heard a voice in his heart roaring and cursing hysterically, and he heard another voice saying, did you hear me, he said it was his life, he said it was a sin...

"Hiss—" Someone finally took a breath, and was the first to recover from the stupefied state, "This...what the hell is this!?"

The embarrassing silence was finally broken by a series of gasps. The expressions on the faces of the crowd who watched the whole set were wonderful. Most people's jaws were almost dislocated, still immersed in this natural disaster-like shock and couldn't extricate themselves. Some even had deep sorrow on their faces; as for Wei Lan and Yu Shaoshui who were approaching, they were so surprised that even the initial "coach" was stuck in their throats, and they could only stare at each other. stand up.

Only Luo Ci remained as usual, looking at the front with no expression, while Mi Liguli on the side nodded her chin with one hand, and let out a lingering "Ah~~" knowingly but ambiguously.

After a long time, Li Jinrui finally straightened his upper body with Ye Liancheng in his arms, and planted a light kiss on his forehead that made others look limp. Fist posture:

"I implore the military advisor and the Holy Maiden, for the sake of a certain person who has been born and died in the Valley of the Wicked for many years, please let the young master go!"

"Master?" Miligul blinked gently, "This is the commander of the Haoqi League this time~ What is your relationship with him...?"

"I have nothing to do with the young master." Li Jinrui raised his head slightly, took a deep breath, and said frankly, looking straight into Miligul's eyes, "but the young master... is the only true love of a certain life."

Every word is so loud that others can't hear it clearly.

Then there was another sound of gasping, and Tyranny simply pointed at Li Jinrui and yelled strangely: "Old Li...you, you, you are a fucking bastard!? Then you're still running with us to the Zuihongyuan!"

Hearing this, Li Jinrui frowned in confusion, and then said seriously to Tyranny: "It's not the same. Someone who cares about him... From the beginning to the end, there was only the young master alone, and Army Master Luo can testify to that."

Luo Ci just kept his eyes fixed on Tyranny's proving copper bell eyes, and at the same time sighed secretly.

There is no way to misfortune or good fortune, but people call themselves.

The situation finally changed, but the timing of Guishuai's madness...was too sudden.

Confessing one's feelings between the two armies against each other, one is really free and easy to the extreme.

Such a mess...

"Li Jinrui." Luo Ci calmly called out his full name, "Do you know that your behavior is really treason?"

"I... know." Li Jinrui lowered his head, a trace of shame flashed in his eyes.

"Your achievements and prestige over the years are obvious to all the brothers in the valley. If you stay in the valley of the wicked, you will have a bright future. Are you really... going to take this step?"

"really."

"That's good." Luo Ci closed his eyes, slowly pulled out the shadow on his back and threw it over, the white blade plunged into the snow silently, obliquely in front of him.

"Because of your outstanding achievements in ordinary times... cut off your right arm."

Self-destruction...?

"With this sword, you will have nothing to do with the Valley of the Evil."

No more... trouble...

Consciousness seems to be still in the clouds.The weight and temperature of that person remained on his chest, his mouth and nose were filled with the smell of that person's blood, and the violent warmth remained on his lips and tongue.

What did he just... say?

Others... what did they say?

All the voices received in his ears rang together, whirling and bumping back and forth in his mind, he heard every word, but he couldn't read the meaning in a daze.

It was as if all thinking stopped automatically.

Until the man held the sword hilt silently and in some distress, and slowly lifted it up; the unstoppable blood gushed out from the palm and dripped down the spine of the sword, the dark blood covered the refracted light but burned His eyes, Ye Liancheng's whole body just reacted with a jolt.

"Wait!" He sat up suddenly, his eyes still a little loose.The voice lost its usual cold and jade-like texture, and there was still a faint trembling, "Li Jinrui...who allows you to make a unilateral decision...I don't need your charity! I don't need it! Luo Ci! You want to kill me! Just kill, who did you do this kind of thing on purpose!? Me and him..."

we...we...

"I have nothing to do with him!!"

The figure in front of him paused.

"Li Jinrui, since you still call me young master, then listen carefully."

Ye Liancheng straightened his back, stared fiercely at the mixed silver and red back in front of him, and said, almost gnashing his teeth: "What sins are you talking about... I don't need you to return favors in this way, are you Want to atone for your sins? Want to use this method to make yourself feel better?! Hmph... Heh, it's not that easy... Let me put the words here first, you owe me the 20 years of the Ye family, even if you lose your life clear……"

Ye Liancheng watched Li Jinrui's back froze for an instant, saw his shoulders tremble slightly, and took a deep breath:

"So, what you owe me... don't even think about paying it back in this life!"

Ye Liancheng stretched out his hand to grab Li Jinrui's shoulder, and the moment he saw that face, his heart sank and he closed his eyes and bumped into it.

"Crack".The sound of something falling into the snow.

The lips were lightly pressed against the lips, and the breathing was intertwined, but did not go deep.

The man's lips were slightly cool, not very soft, with blood and a dry and unique smell, like the smell of some kind of wood.

Tsk, it really is a piece of wood!

Young Master Ye was obviously very dissatisfied with Li Jinrui's stiff performance, so he immediately turned his dissatisfaction into a hard bite on the man's lips, leaving deep teeth marks.

After being bitten like this, Li Jinrui just got out of the frightened state.I saw his eyes dodging and touching his lips, his firm side face seemed a little... slightly shy?

The audience once again fell into an unspeakable silence.

On this day, it is estimated that the horror received by the army of villains and the army of mighty spirit can be as much as the sum of all the years.

Ye Liancheng, a rising star of the Haoqi League, and Li Jinrui, the well-known ghost commander of Evilman Valley, are not only old friends, but also have the status of master and servant. Now it seems that they are suspected of falling in love and killing each other?

No matter how you look at this situation, it reveals a strange feeling.Even Wei Lan on one side began to speculate whether this seemingly normal Kunlun harassment battle was planned for a long time by the coach?

But is there any "planned for a long time" who can toss himself to this point...

Alas, what is love in the world!Wei Lan suddenly felt a little tired.

He must not be the only one who had this idea after witnessing the scene with his own eyes.

Luo Ci could see clearly: the villain Gu Guishuai, who was usually as cold as iron and as hard as wood, actually laughed.His eyes diverged for an instant and sank into an unknown corner of the snow, with bitterness and helplessness in the corner of his mouth.It's just that helplessness clearly carries a thousand twists and turns of pampering.

It was a kind of love-like and infinitely tolerant feeling that was reckless and only appeared to a certain person.

Luo Ci calmly sighed in his heart.

Brother can only help you here.

"I said, little Ruirui~" Miligul's soft voice broke the silence, "Do you still remember what you were talking about when you entered the Valley of the Wicked?"

"Eh?" Li Jinrui came back to his senses, and replied solemnly, "Someone told the valley owner that he came here to make amends."

"The crime you speak of is due to this young master." Miligul twisted her black hair, "Now they want you to pay him back for the rest of his life, what... are you going to do?"

"This...after Li leaves the Valley of the Wicked for a reason..."

"Shut up! You belong to my Ye family now, you can't lose a single hair!" Ye Liancheng glared at Li Jinrui viciously, seeing him in a dilemma, he could only smile wryly.

"I, the Valley of the Wicked, never try to force others to make things difficult. Since you have lost the meaning of staying here, I will not stop you if you leave~"

"Senior Saintess, this is against the rules." Luo Ci was somewhat taken aback.

"Brother Wang said before he left. If he's not here, I'll be the one to decide. If the blame comes down~ I, a senior like me, will carry it, Xiao Luoluo, you can rest assured." Smiling, he poked Luo Ci's cheek, Miligul looked at Li Jinrui slowly and said, "It's just that although Xiao Ruirui can leave the valley in a legitimate way, Xiaoyeye...can't be let go so easily."

Hearing this, Li Jinrui looked up in a daze, seeing that Miligul's expression didn't seem like a joke, but he felt confused:

In this way...wouldn't it be back to the starting point?The Valley of the Wicked still doesn't want to let the young master go, so he...

When he pursed his lips and thought hard, Shu Er felt his shoulders warm, and Ye Liancheng said in his ear: "I said, you son of a bitch, how many years have we...haven't we stood together and fought?"

fight……?

"I remember when you came back from Tiance for the first time when you were 12 years old, the two of us teamed up and overthrew more than 20 little gangsters who made troubles..." Ye Liancheng looked at him frankly, his clean eyes suddenly flashed, The whole face was full of eagerness, just like the appearance in memory, "This time, I can't hide behind you anymore."

Ye Liancheng got up abruptly, and pulled up Li Jinrui who was still kneeling. He picked up the picture of Luo Ci and pointed to the opposite side, shouting loudly: "Here is Ye Liancheng from the Haoqi League! This is my level!"

"Pfft, what a lively little doll." Miligul covered her lips and smiled, and walked forward with crooked eyebrows, "Then let the little girl meet you first~ If you lose, this Xiaoyeye... ...you have to pack it up and go back to the Drunken Red Courtyard?"

"Please enlighten me, senior."

Li Jinrui didn't panic when he saw that it was Miligul who went into battle in person. He turned around and looked behind him. Seeing this, Yu Shaoshui calmly untied his spear and threw it over; He believed this person completely, at least, he knew that this person would not harm the coach.

As for Li Jinrui, he has completely calmed down at this point.Very peaceful.Even if this is really the last battle, as long as you think of fighting side by side with the young master, nothing seems to matter.

He has no scruples, and naturally... has nothing to fear!

The saint among the top ten villains faced two rising stars in martial arts.This matchup was nothing short of eye-catching.It's just... most of the Haoqi League are worried about one thing: Even if they win by chance, can they... really get out of the way?

the answer is……

definitely.

"slow."

Just as Miligul, Ye Liancheng, and Li Jinrui opened up the situation, and the focus of the audience was drawn to the center, a strange and familiar voice broke into the tense air.

"Let the mighty army leave, otherwise—"

As if appearing out of nowhere, no one noticed when this black-robed youth appeared, not even Tyranny recently noticed; when he heard this low shout, the special ink pen in the young man's hand was already dead Death against the throat of the unarmed man beside him.

"Otherwise, your military division... will have to be folded here."

Unparalleled skillful hand with flowers and clothes! ?

Almost everyone has recognized this highly exposed doctor, no matter he is heroic or villainous.

"This, what are you, what... hey! Luo Ci you, hey!" Tyranny was so anxious that his face turned red, and he kept patting his knees on the side and didn't dare to act rashly, so he could only stammer, "I said Doctor Hua Ah, how could this military advisor have ever had dewy kindness with you, ah bah, what kind of friendship is that, right? You, hey!"

"Friendship?" Hua Zhanyi laughed twice, and said in a soft tone, "Then how dare you ask the military division Luo, when and where did you form the friendship with the military division? I have lost my mind in recent years. I forgot everything about everything."

"You, you... Hey! Doctor Hua, you fucking bastard! You are a wolf-hearted thing! The military master was blind before letting you go!" Tyranny couldn't remember Hua Zhanyi's name in a moment of urgency, The scolding smelled nondescript, which made Hua Zhanyi laugh.

I don't know why, when the flower doctor smiled, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and there was a bit of trembling smell, and even the hearts of the villains around him trembled with his pen up and down, for fear that the tip of the pen would accidentally poke into the army. The teacher went to the neck.

"Then I would like to thank Army Master Luo for being blind, otherwise... How could such a thing be where it is today, um, master?" Hua Zhanyi squinted his eyes and smiled brightly at Tyranny, seeing that Tyranny was shaking all over Ji Ling - mother hello!Who is this bastard with peach blossom eyes and blinking eyes everywhere!Did Doctor Hua take the wrong medicine or became a genius? Why did he never know that this person could have such a face! ?

Ye Liancheng looked at Li Jinrui, but saw that Li Jinrui also had a look of astonishment and ignorance, so he calmly observed the situation, and at the same time he put his hands behind his back and made a few gestures secretly. Seeing this, Wei Lan quietly retreated into the mighty army middle.

"Yo~ You are the little Huahua who saved Xiao Ruirui and then cut off the robe with Xiao Luoluo?" Miligul turned her body halfway, her almond eyes fluttering in surprise, "Tsk tsk, you really are so romantic, no wonder... ..." As he spoke, he moved his lotus steps lightly, as if he wanted to move forward.Seeing this, Hua Zhanyi hurriedly took a step back, still with a gentle smile on his face, he said unhurriedly: "Senior Saintess congratulates me, but this junior is timid. If the senior gets too close, the junior will slip away in fear. ...Your 'little Luoluo' can't be kept."

As he spoke, the tip of the pen in his hand pierced Luo Ci's skin a little, and a thin line of blood instantly appeared on that fair neck, quickly soaking Luo Ci's snow-white front.

Miligul's figure froze, her loose eyes instantly fixed on Hua Zhanyi's body, and her whispering soft words slightly lowered her tone: "That little Huahua has to be careful. Little Luoluo, it's our villain from the Valley of the Wicked." Baby, if you break it...but you will have to pay for it." The usual lazy and elegant atmosphere around Miaoman's figure seemed to overflow with traces of murderous aura.

"Thank you for the reminder, senior." Hua Zhanyi replied with a smile, but in his heart he accelerated the operation of the internal energy of Hunyuan and became alert, "Then dare to ask senior, can you let him go? Luo Junshi is the treasure of the wicked valley , so it seems that it is not too much to exchange for a thousand-man army of Haoqi, right?"

He knew very well how much luck and how much strength he was able to successfully hold Luo Ci. Being surrounded by villains, if he was not careful, he would lose everything, and the longer the time dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be for him.

Tyranny is also in a hurry here.Where did that boy Fan Zhuo go when he was so fucked up?Most of the Mingjiao in Piansheng Valley are now in the Sunset Ridge area, and the Tang Sect is mostly behind the formation; let alone in this situation, it is not easy to play tricks under the eyes of Wang Bahua, even if there is a clever Tang Sect. It will affect the military division, but the military division's sword is in the hands of that bastard from the Haoqi League!Why!Tyranny scratched his scalp and felt that his hair was about to fall out.

When the scene was at a stalemate, the Haoqi League moved.

Before the Wicked Man can come up with a countermeasure, the Haoqi Troops have lined up at some point and act first. Thousands of iron cavalry rushed to the south of the highland, and the Wicked Man's Valley was knocked open for a while ; There was another loud neighing of the horse, and a good horse rushed towards him like a sandstorm. Li Jinrui quickly turned on the horse, bent down and pulled Ye Liancheng up, and then shook the reins and galloped down the formation; As soon as the archers at the side bent their bows and set their arrows subconsciously, they were forced to retreat by Hua Zhanyi's cold snort.

"This... hey!" Tyranny jumped his feet angrily, and could only stare at Hua Zhanyi angrily, his gaze seemed to want to eat him alive.Miligul over there watched the Haoqi League retreat silently, and whistled for a long time to attract a big eagle.

"Big Sister Mi Li, look at this, this..." Tyranny rubbed his hands a little at a loss.

Miligul scratched the eagle's jaw with a faint smile, raised her hand and released it, watching the eagle fly to the southwest, and said in a erratic tone: "Victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs~ but it's just a trick of the little mouse." , no problem."

Watching Li Jinrui and Ye Liancheng ride away together, Hua Zhanyi suppressed the frivolous smile on his face, closed his eyes slightly, but slowly let go.

Luo Ci only felt the pressure on his neck and shoulders suddenly lighten, and then there was a muffled groan from behind, and when he turned his head, he saw that Hua Zhanyi had been pinned to the ground by several Xuemo Wuwei, as if he had given up resistance.

"Military division...is it?"

Facing the murderous intent in Xue Mo Wuwei's eyes, Luo Ci shook his head indifferently, only raised his hand to caress the wound on his neck, put it in front of him, quietly looked at the broken blood on his finger, and sighed: "I thought, you will be covered in blood all over your body." Has returned."

"Heh... If you have already retreated for the sake of the whole body, I wouldn't have chased you here." Even though she was pressed firmly on the snow, half of her face was immersed in the snow, Hua Zhanyi still chuckled, "Luo The military adviser has a high position, if someone does not take the initiative to appear in front of you, I am afraid that even if he dies of old age in a prison tent, he will not be able to catch your eyes... Woo..." Before he finished speaking, he was shouted "Don't be rude to the military adviser" Interrupted, and at the same time received a kick on the side of the waist.

Luo Ci looked down at disciple Wanhua who was lying on the ground expressionlessly, and after a long time, he sighed softly: "Tell me, why you came to see me."

"Compete with me..." Hua Zhanyi raised his head with difficulty, his deep eyes flickered, "It doesn't matter whether you live or die."

Luo Ci looked at him for a moment, then nodded to the Snow Demon Martial Guard who restrained him. The Martial Guards opened their mouths angrily at first, but finally let go of the restraint, and Fanghua Zhanyi stood up.

"Stand back." Luo Ci confessed softly, took the sword from the nearest Chunyang disciple, and silently walked across to Hua Zhanyi.

"Military division! You really..."

"Stand back." Luo Ci repeated, looking straight at Disciple Wanhua, who looked embarrassed but still tall and straight.

The persuasion was in vain, everyone knew Luo Junshi's one-sided temperament, so Tyranny could only wave his hand to let the surrounding villains disperse to make room for them, looking worriedly at the center, but Mirigul was unmoved, The deputy chief looked interested.

Finally, there are only two people facing each other within a hundred feet.

It was Hua Zhanyi who spoke first.

He rubbed his waist, smiled decently, and said, "Mr. Luo is really imposing. Compared with the Taoist priest, XX is really... not on the stage."

Luo Ci just looked at him steadfastly, seeing that the smile on that person's face couldn't hold back, so he closed his eyes, and a warm white mist floated out of his mouth:

"Stain clothes."

Luo Ci called out the name in a low voice, paused, and said, "You've lost weight."

His pupils shrank suddenly, Hua Zhanyi turned his head stiffly, his tense body was trying to suppress some kind of emotion, the corners of his lips were faintly drawn down, and then he laughed at himself: "Thank you, Daoist, for your concern, I am doing well. "The words seemed to be calm and breezy, but Hua Zhanyi knew in his heart that someone who was as keen as Luo Ci must have seen through the difficulty and embarrassment hidden under this calm shell, he just didn't say it.

Indifferent, indifferent, indifferent, cold-hearted, without desire or desire.

Didn't he already know what kind of person Luo Ci is?Apart from the faction, this man has nothing in his eyes.His tenderness and tolerance, and even his compassion like calm water are all for the Valley of the Wicked.

Pei Li said that Luo Ci treated him differently.It should be different... because he belongs to Haoqi League.If it is said that Luo Ci treats the villains with equal tenderness, then if he treats him with such arrogance... maybe even that tenderness is just a play on the occasion.

Then he...why did he still come to find him...

Do not live by committing sins.

"There is no need to say anything." The green ink pen was twirling quickly between his wrists. He raised his eyes, and all his expressions sank into the depths of his irises. The pink lips that were pursed too hard uttered a word, "War .”

The Taoist in snow clothes and crane clothes sighed, and finally drew his sword, pointing at the disciple Wanhua in Mopao facing him with a three-foot cold light.

Some things are inevitable, so...

Just let him come and cut it off with his own hands.

The author has something to say: I adjusted the order of the time axis with the previous chapter _(:з」∠)_

☆, memory

"Little baby, can you think about it? Are you really sure you want to choose fire lotus seeds?"

"Nonsense... talk...cough cough, old man...if you want... hurry up..."

"Tsk tsk, what a weird boy. That's all, the old man and you are destined."

"Heh...heh...shit...a fate...bring it..."

"Hey, open your mouth, ah—"

"Get out! Cough cough... woo..."

Who is that old man whose face cannot be seen clearly?

Who is that dying little ghost lying in the ruins?

"wait for me……"

"Wait for me, complete the assessment..."

"At that time... I will... have the ability to find you..."

"You must... wait for me..."

The hoarse voice that seemed familiar echoed in the depths of his chest, carrying a strange and warm emotion.

Whose voice is this, and whose emotion is this?

Yellowed fragments and intermittent voices "swipe" out of the darkness, and those incomplete fragments float around, visible, but not integrated into cognition.

Tang Wuyuan's consciousness was soberly separated at this time, and the phantom of the human body appeared in the darkness. He lowered his head and looked at the palm that was emitting a faint light in front of him, clenched a fist, and quickly adapted to the current state.

Here is his mind, his consciousness.

There were fragments of scenes overwhelming in front of his eyes, and vague and mixed sounds buzzed in his ears. This messy feeling made him frown uncomfortably.

I also want to know that the chaos in front of me is probably his missing memory.After all, the inexplicable hematemesis coma just now is inseparable from the change of coldness, and Tang Wuying had euphemistically told the side effects of coldness early in the morning-he would lose part of his emotions and memory.

It's just... why are these missing things appearing at this time?

past.Missing memory.These have been out of touch with the current him for too long, and it is reasonable to say that they are unnecessary things.

Walking in this void of consciousness, watching with cold eyes the strange people coming and going in different episodes, Tang Wuyuan soon discovered that there was a young man who was almost everywhere.

After a moment of careful identification, I found that this person was the little cockroach I saw at the beginning, and the facial features without the blood stains and broken hair looked familiar.

Patiently following the boy's figure for a while, he saw that he was clinging to Tang Wuying and talking happily, shaking the other's arm innocently, and vaguely heard the boy shouting - "Master" .

This boy turned out to be him in the past.

After reaching this conclusion, Tang Wuyuan was a little surprised. He stared at his handsome face with great interest, and suddenly became slightly interested in this "self" who did not share memories with him.Although these have nothing to do with him now, they made him a little curious about what he did in the past.

Tang Wuyuan directly picked the direction with the most fragments and walked over slowly, clear footsteps echoed in the dark and empty space: the second senior sister who always took care of him was wearing fashionable Nanhuang, her eyebrows and eyes were quite green;

Tang Aogu still has the same old look of pulling his eyes sideways and everyone owes him a large amount of maintenance fees;

Tang Wuying looks much younger, and the twists and turns on his face are not as deep as they are now, and he really looks like a brother;

Ye Fan, Miss Tang Er... Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that he would also be involved in this frivolous elopement back then...

The scene gradually fades from a large area of ​​blue to a deep green, and there is also free humidity and warmth and a certain unique smell in the breath.

"Crack".Tang Wuyuan stopped among the ferns everywhere.

The faint light hit the white hair through the shade of the tree, reflecting a soft and warm color.

The insects neighed, and there was no sound.

Here is... where?

How could he appear again in this scene of strange memories?

Suddenly there was a rustling sound behind him, something alive was approaching him quickly and unsuspectingly, Tang Wuyuan subconsciously buckled a blood-melting dart in his palm, turned around quickly, and raised his hand——

"A Tang!!"

The warm weight fell into his arms, and the strength of his arms dissipated instantly, turning into a soft hug that surprised even him.

The things in his arms rubbed against his chest contentedly. From this angle, he could just see the curved eyebrows, the raised lips, and the fine teeth that were dazzlingly white.

This is a young man of a foreign race in Miaojiang, wearing a heavy silver horned hat and a purple gown with silver inlays, frankly revealing his unexpectedly white chest and abdomen.Tang Wuyuan could only hear a refreshing and jumping voice saying next to his ears: "Ah Tang, I knew you were here! Your kite is hanging so high on the branch of a tree~" Then, the tone of this voice changed to worry again. The tune: "Wait, Ah Tang, you fell from a tree! Let me see if your leg is hurt!"

As he spoke, the young man pulled Tang Wuyuan's shoulders down, only pulling him down on the soft soil, then he also knelt down on the ground, took off his boot with his right leg, and pinched his ankles with both hands Slowly groping up, leaned closer to the face and examined it very carefully.

"fine."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Tang Wuyuan felt that the words were actually spoken by himself.

"Really?" The young man murmured suspiciously, his soft white fingers carefully pressed his leg bones and knees, and it took him a while to put down this leg, and then started tossing the other leg.

"...I'm really fine." Involuntarily stretched out his hand to cover the young man's hand and pinched it in his palm. There was a cold and creamy touch from the place where the skin touched, and at the same time, an inexplicable warmth pierced through the skin and penetrated into the bottom of his heart.

Even though his mind is clear, his body is as relaxed as if he was drunk. His hand is firmly attached to the boy and he is unwilling to leave. The strange throbbing in his heart is manipulating him to indulge in this simple touch. .The body seemed to acquiesce to all contact with the living body in front of him, not only that, but even actively cooperated with this person's semi-compulsive behavior.

Who is he... who is he?

Like a ghost, Tang Wuyuan raised his hand to hold the slightly hanging head in front of him, and carefully looked at the young man's face: small face, beautiful eyebrows, long and curly eyelashes, the corner of the raised eye, the tear mole under the left eye... etc!this face!

He widened his eyes in astonishment—it's not wrong, even though he was a little immature because of the time, the face in front of him was Qu Liang's!

Why did Qu Liang appear in his missing memory?

Why is his body defenseless against Qu Liang in front of him?

Why... this memory also appears in this empathetic way?

"Hmm...A-Tang, why are you staring at me...A-Tang, A-Tang? What are you staring at? Hey--A-Tang!"

In the line of sight, the tender pink lips parted slightly and took a deep breath, then grinned suddenly:

"Tang-zi-mo-!"

……

Tang Zimo... Who is it?

Tang Wuyuan raised his eyes dumbly, and saw his current appearance in the young man's clear gray-purple eyes: Nanhuang suit, body shrunk a circle, jet-black eyes with black hair, half of his face covered with a long-lost mask.

Stretching out his hand to slowly touch his own cold visor, he stared at himself reflected in the man's eyes without blinking.

Is this... calling me...?

The voice of the young man in the chaos came indistinctly——

"The son is a talented person, and his ink is deep and deep, which is in line with the consistent image of people in my school."

"As a teacher, why don't you choose the word 'Zimo' in advance?"

I am... Tang Zimo?

Something was melting in his mind, and a dull pain came from his chest.Tang Wuyuan pursed his lips tightly, this vague sense of confusion made him very uncomfortable.It was as if a layer of bottomless fog was covering his eyes, and he could vaguely see the blurred shadows behind the fog, but the most important things were all covered by this layer of fog, as if something deliberately separated his consciousness from them... …

Suddenly, overwhelming murderous aura surged from all directions.

Tang Wuyuan opened his eyes expressionlessly, a trace of silver glowed in his eyes, the elbow blade in his hand was resting on a fleshy white neck, upwards, there was a particularly eye-catching black and white ghost face.

"...Who are you?" The emotionless voice was as cold as Bing Feng.

However, as if he didn't see the murder weapon on the door of life, the ghost-masked man just "watched" him motionlessly, and after a while, a dry and rough voice came out from behind the mask: "You are Tang Wuyuan."

His tone was hoarse and indifferent, just stating lightly.

"Xia Yin Yuan Hui Xuan Zi Shi San."

Yinyuanhui.

People in the rivers and lakes call this the most mysterious organization in the Tang Dynasty, and its influence spreads all over the Tang Dynasty. Its leader is You Tianjun, one of the nine heavens, who is in charge of the world's intelligence; It doesn't matter, and there are also those who think it is mutually beneficial. In fact, Tang Wuyuan more or less knows the inextricable connection between Tangmen and Yinyuanhui. After all, the current You Tianjun... is rumored to be a member of Tangmen.

It's just that Yinyuanhui never intervenes in the affairs of the faction, so why is this ghost-masked man naming names like this...

"By the order of the superior, come here to deliver a message." Xuanzi Shisan calmly and slowly pushed the sharp knife away from his neck, only to hear a soft sound from his throat, and when he spoke again, the tone of his voice had become old and strange: "Little baby, After so many years, do you still remember the 'Bright Silver Falling Phoenix Crossbow' owed to the old man?"

...Bright silver and falling phoenix?

Tang Wuyuan pondered for a moment, if he heard correctly... Isn't this something that Tang Aogu lost in his early years?Hearing the meaning of Xuanzi Shisan, his superior seems to believe that the thing is in his own hands.

Obviously, he has no memory of this at all. He doesn't remember when he had a deal with people from Yinyuanhui. It's probably the mess left by him in the past, right?Tsk, come sooner or later.It's just that there is no need for him to pay attention to some of these things.

That chaotic but clear dream just now seemed to break the shackles somewhere in my brain