After coaxing old enemies into avatars

In the quiet and dark space, Yun Jian's hoarse and deep voice was like frost falling on the pinnae, which made Sheng Huaizhao's hands tremble in an instant.

...Even another personality didn't digest the spider venom easily.

Sheng Huaizhao didn't break away from Yun Jian's hand, his slightly cold fingertips dug into the silky and soft lace, turned his wrist slightly, and wrapped the silk around his palm.

Because of the tight fit, there is only the hot air between them that was ironed by body heat.

There is no light, only vague figures entangled in the darkness, obviously not snuggling, but inseparable.

Yun Jian snorted lightly.

Sheng Huaizhao only felt hot ears, he cleared his throat: "Don't move around."

He could feel that Yun Jian wanted to scold him, but due to the excellent self-cultivation of the protagonist of Zhengdao, he couldn't find suitable adjectives and nouns for a while.

In the original book, the sword fairy and the sword heart are innocent, and there are countless female and male supporting roles in the million-word plot, Yun Jian has not moved at all.

But when he fell into Sheng Huaizhao's hands, he was less deserted than expected...

At least it's not deserted in his hands.

...He is really a bad breed, leading the protagonist on a deviant path all day long.

In the deep darkness, Yun Jian let out a broken and suppressed muffled groan.

His breathing was disordered and his body temperature was rising. He couldn't tell whether it was the thin sweat caused by the tearing wounds all over his body, or the hot tide that was blending with the sun, and he only felt sweat seeping into the corners of his eyes.

All thoughts were disrupted by the astringent feeling at the end of the eyes, Yun Jian's back was slightly stiff, but was surrounded by Sheng Huaizhao and pressed into his arms.

The sound of the heartbeat is mixed together, and it is impossible to tell who is beating faster.

The strength with which he held Sheng Huaizhao's wrist did not decrease at all, causing pain in the wrist bone, but he just held it.

The zhenqi circulating in the heart veins gradually became disordered, and Yun Jianxiang's firm wall of rationality slowly cracked.

"Heh." A light and low smile fell, but with extreme indifference and provocation, Sheng Huaizhao lightly rubbed his temples, and said in a low voice, "Aren't you, can't you?"

As soon as the words fell, Sheng Huaizhao knew that he had said something wrong.

He inadvertently broke Yun Jian's tight string of restraint, and then he became the one in control.

This place is like a cold pond, Sheng Huaizhao watched Yun Jian slowly sinking into it soberly, as if Yun Jian could drown in his palm at any time as long as he wanted to.

This is not at all dignified and calm, chilling the appearance of a ruthless sword fairy.

But obviously there will not be only one person who fell... Sheng Huaizhao found that this feeling was as novel and indescribable as it was to him.

"Let go." Yun Jian's voice was extremely hoarse, and the belated deterrence tried to regain the high ground of reason, as if he was about to fight to the death.

What relieved the tense tension between the two was Sheng Huaizhao's kiss on the red marks at the end of his eyes.

With just a superficial appeasement, Yun Jian's consciousness was melted together by thick maple syrup, gradually becoming chaotic and sweet.

Surprised him.

"...I can't loosen it." Sheng Huaizhao lowered his eyelashes, imprisoned him in his arms with some difficulty, and coaxed him softly, "Be good."

Sheng Huaizhao seldom coaxes him into Ye Ye's personality, but for the first time he finds that he is easier to deal with than Xiaokuibao.

One kiss is enough.

The previous strangeness and restraint gradually receded. Sheng Huaizhao sat for a long time and felt that his arms were a little sore. He subconsciously straightened his back, but unexpectedly bumped Yun Jian's shoulder.

"Hmm..." The dizzy person in his arms seemed to have been brought back to consciousness by the impact, and just as he was about to speak, he felt another hand gently land on the back of his head.

Sheng Huaizhao seemed to be comforting some kind of animal, gently landed on the back of his neck, and then rubbed it lightly.

The kitten with fried fur suddenly stopped its threatening and angry low purring, and calmed down in the gentle and slow soothing, one after another.

Yun Jian began to practice at a very young age. The only thing that accompanied him day and night was a sword. Life, death, love and hatred in the world have always been like fallen flowers and broken leaves brushing the skirt of his clothes, neither blooming nor staying for him.

And after meeting Sheng Huaizhao, he first tasted a handful of piquant and painful anger, and now he swallowed a jerky wrapped syrup unexpectedly.

There was a sword hidden deep in his heart, no one knew about it, and no one dared to search for it.

But at this moment, when the darkness blinded his eyes and his sense of touch was infinitely magnified, the sword that he hid so deeply was caught off guard by a slender and shiny hand that was firmly held.

Jianfeng pierced the heart that had never seen the sun.

Yun Jian subconsciously tilted his head, and pressed his hot neck against Sheng Huaizhao's.

cold.

Like the thin jade washed by the moonlight, leaning against it, there is only refreshing coolness, which can just relieve the coming fire.

It was unclear whether the vision was hazy or clear. Yun Jian only knew that his hand on Sheng Huaizhao's wrist was not loose at all...but he didn't exert much strength.

He seemed to be just looking for a fulcrum for himself.

Then sank to the lowest end of the cold pool.

It wasn't until Sheng Huaizhao's hand patted the back of his head lightly again that his fragmented consciousness returned. He felt his coat was lightly clenched, as if he was wiping something.

Then, the hand turned slightly as if to relieve fatigue, and silently moved away.

Sheng Huaizhao was really tired.

I didn't expect him to feel deeply tired for the first time after wearing books for so many days, it would be because of this kind of thing.

Everything calmed down and began to gradually return to its original state.

The heat of scorching thoughts faded away, and the trance consciousness returned, Yun Jian felt as if something suddenly fell from the bottom of his heart, revealing an empty hole, and the wind howled past.

Obviously he was the one with high body temperature, why did Sheng Huaizhao feel cold when he pulled away to leave?

"You..." Sheng Huaizhao opened his mouth and realized that his voice was very hoarse. He cleared his voice in a low voice, pretending to be calm, "Take some more care, the poison should be alleviated and eliminated."

He is indeed unfamiliar and has no tricks, but this is not a tender moment after an intimate relationship. Maybe he still has to ask, "Sorry, I don't have much experience, did I pinch you?"

Go crazy.

The system whispered quietly: Host, are you done?

Sheng Huaizhao: ...shut up.

The system was unlucky, and quietly glanced at Yun Jian's state, the poison was basically cured, now as long as he sits quietly and adjusts his breath, he can immediately convert the blood moon spider's poison into experience points, and then level up.

Hearing the continuous whispering in the sea of ​​knowledge, Sheng Huaizhao endured and endured: You'd better give your foolishness a reasonable explanation.

The system realized that he was about to become angry, and quickly cleared his voice: No.

Sheng Huaizhao sighed, taking advantage of the broken system, he said: Extract Jiang Chenxian's plot line.

When Sheng Huaizhao came into contact with Jiang and Xie before, he encountered their wounds more or less, and the system successfully unlocked the plot of the characters: In the original book, Jiang Chenxian became obsessed with missing his sister, and later formed a pact with Demon Xiu to enter the Demon Realm. He transferred the contract to himself, and a generation of Tianjiao fell.

At that time, Jiang Chenxian woke up, but it was too late. The good brother who accompanied him was beyond recognition because of him, but he wanted to maintain the appearance of the Mian'an Jiang family, and personally severed ties with Xie Jinyi.

Once the deep friendship was sentenced, Xie Jinyi was expelled from the teacher's school, and degenerated from a proud son of heaven admired by thousands of people to a demon cultivator who betrayed his relatives and no one could forgive him. After decades of torture, his every inch of resentment towards the Jiang family turned into hatred , and because the appearance of Yun Jian replaced his former title of genius, he became a big boss in the later stage after obsessing about madness.

Sheng Huaizhao: Now if I rescue Jiang Wanzhu ahead of time, Jiang Chenxian's inner demons will be released. Will Xie Jinyi be unable to become a boss?

The system was silent for a while: Host, do you still want to change the plot?

Sheng Huaizhao: Am I clearing the way for the hero to dominate the world?

He can turn the sword fairy into a demon king, so he is afraid of changing the plot line of the boss?

What's more, if he had to follow the original plot, the world would have collapsed beyond recognition. Even if he didn't do anything, the so-called original plot would not appear step by step.

So, why don't you resolve the conflicts that you obviously don't need to provoke before they calm down?

The system was shocked by his simple and rude manner, but there was no way to refute it.

Every host that others have taken over has completed the task with trepidation, such a tricky one like Sheng Huaizhao...he really has no experience in dealing with it.

Sheng Huaizhao looked at the darkness in front of him, and slowly raised his gaze as if calculating.

If I remember correctly, the first egg born of all things is there.

Sheng Huaizhao raised his hand hanging by his side lightly, and in the next moment, his fingertips scratched the blade of the Ziyao Sword, and blood gushed out.

It was too dark, he didn't see the Ziyao Sword here.

"hiss……"

There was a soft gasp, and before Sheng Huaizhao touched the wound, the gauze had already fallen on the wounded place.

Yun Jian tore off a piece of his sleeve and covered the wound for him.

The ordinary and unremarkable movements are extraordinarily ambiguous at this time.

Sheng Huaizhao was a little surprised, he didn't expect that Bingshan would take the initiative to approach him, but he was always happy to be served by others, after all, being a uncle for free is as pleasant as it sounds, especially when he is really tired and doesn't want to move.

After treating the wound, Yun Jian secretly pressed lightly along his metacarpal bone, as if to distinguish whether he was holding Sheng Huaizhao's left hand or right hand.

Sheng Huaizhao felt a little funny, and tilted his head slightly: "Don't touch it, it was this one just now."

As soon as the words fell, the person in front of him seemed to have touched a hot coal, and quickly let go.

...So what was this curious baby doing just now?

Someone was more jerky and awkward than him, Sheng Huaizhao felt better, and stopped teasing him: "You should rest first."

Yun Jian's slightly drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, and he still coldly looked away.

All the blame from the spider venom transpiration calmed down, all the previous confusion dissipated, and Yun Jian clearly realized what just happened.

What he experienced before was absurd and treacherous in his understanding, but... there was an indescribable, unspeakable joy.

Obviously, it's just for detoxification.

Like the ripples caused by a stone falling into a lake, Yun Jian finally found out that the lake in his heart was so restless.

It was Sheng Huaizhao who made him like this.

That person's words and deeds are always unimaginable, contrary to Chang Lun, he...he is always no match for him.

how so.

Previously, he did not believe that he and Sheng Huaizhao were... husband and wife.

It should have been unbelievable.

But right now his vision is dim and his five senses are blurred. Apart from the aftertaste from before, all he can taste is the faint smell of blood in the air.

Sheng Huaizhao cut his knuckle just now.

And now he felt thirsty.

... so absurd!

In order to gather up the strange longing that spread out aimlessly, Yun Jian closed his eyes and luck, but he only felt that his limbs were unprecedentedly light and light. He vaguely remembered that his cultivation base had always been growing slowly, but he didn't break his mirror after just sleeping like now Ascending Order.

The magic core in his chest seemed quite adapted to this place, absorbing the magic energy insatiably, so greedy that he felt it was dangerous.

Yun Jian sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, meditating and concentrating.

But the more he wanted to settle down, the more restless the things hidden in his soul became.

The broken fragments hidden deep in the crevice of the soul were searched out, and he saw himself running in the rain, the thunderstorm when he was crossing the catastrophe, splashing blood that was dying... He was unconscious with a red dress on his back.

It was Sheng Huaizhao.

Yun Jian had a splitting headache in just a short moment, what kind of memory is this?

Boom, the stone enters the lake.

The memory scenes were scattered, and then he saw himself in the cave of Shiwai Mountain, lying on the side of the bed with anticipation in his eyes, and Sheng Huaizhao was still unconscious on the bed.

... Yanfeng faction, Demon Realm, Blood Moon Spider.

He saw another completely different self, following Sheng Huaizhao intimately and lovingly, like a real lover.

Yun Jian opened his eyes abruptly, but there was still boundless darkness in his field of vision.

He suddenly realized that every time he opened his eyes, he was only at night.

During the day, there was another him, Sheng Huaizhao also called him Yunjian.

He gathered his consciousness, only to realize that the person who was sitting not far away had disappeared.

Yun Jian got up slowly and held the Ziyao Sword. The fairy sword with demonic energy seemed to be extremely resistant, bursting out a flame of resistance. As if he had never heard of it, he searched in the dark relying on the light source.

The place where I am now is like the bottom of some kind of plant, and it is also the center of the vortex of evil spirits with thick roots.

The lingering smell of blood was the last trace, and Yun Jian followed him to find the figure.

On the top of the ancient tree, Sheng Huaizhao was wrapped up by the branches and couldn't move.

... He is not inside the enchantment, was he captured by this demon tree?

The slender hand grasped the handle of the Ziyao sword in an instant, but before the light of the sword touched the person in front of him, the ancient tree in front of Sheng Huaizhao suddenly trembled violently.

The thousand-year-old tree seemed to be hollowed out in an instant, and the branches quickly withered and peeled off, leaving only a gigantic egg condensed with thousand-year-old magic energy suspended in the air.

And the egg gradually shrank, and when it was only half the size of a palm, it landed in Sheng Huaizhao's palm.

The branches that imprisoned him before became precarious now, but Sheng Huaizhao struggled to climb.

Holding the egg with his other hand, he frowned suddenly: "Is it just this big? Preserved eggs and lean meat porridge are not enough to cook."

As soon as the words fell, he saw the flashing light of the Ziyao Sword and the gloomy remonstrance on his face.

Sheng Huaizhao: ... System, when did he appear?

System: When, when you are stealing eggs.

That is to say, I have seen the whole thing.

Before Sheng Huaizhao cursed that dirty word, the last branch of Wanwusheng also rotted and fell, and he fell down unexpectedly.

The expected pain did not come, and he was brought into warm arms.

When he landed, Yun Jian quickly released the hand clasped around his waist to avoid it sideways.

Sheng Huaizhao staggered two steps, almost fell on the ground and chewed the mud.

He was protecting his bruised wrist, and the pain all over his body seemed to wake up from a dream, scrambling to knock on his bones and joints.

"……pain."

What the hell... If you want to pick it up, you have to pick it up firmly, what are you doing when you let go of your hand at this time.

Yun Jian's cold eyes sparkled slightly.

When the ancient tree collapsed, the ground shook, and the deafening sound of the landslide surrounded the two of them, but he clearly heard this cry of pain.

The hand that let go of Sheng Huaizhao unconsciously curled up, but he put it behind him.

Before Sheng Huaizhao got up, the Ziyao Sword was right behind him, the distance was controlled delicately, it wouldn't hurt him but it was full of threat.

Followed by Bingshan's questioning: "What did you just do?"

The system gasped, Yun Jian's personality at night was always so tense, he couldn't help but sweat for Sheng Huaizhao.

Sheng Huaizhao turned his head to look at his half-dark silhouette, and smiled very lightly: "Would you not recognize anyone if you lift up your pants?"

These words precisely pinched Yun Jian's weakness that he could not avoid, he paused slightly, his fair face flushed for a moment.

The hand holding the sword trembled slightly, Yun Jian forced himself to get rid of it, and his voice was cold and cold: "Don't talk about other things."

"What do you mean by Gu Zuoyou talking about others?" Sheng Huaizhao's drifting eyes slowly settled down, seemingly surprised, "Or do you think what happened just now is irrelevant?"

Yun Jian stared at him with a pair of red pupils, and felt that the person in front of him was like a cunning fox, easily playing with him in the applause, but it was only now that he revealed his true colors.

"It hurts from the fall, and I can't run anymore." Sheng Huaizhao rested his hands lightly on the spot, taking time to recuperate, "This place is about to collapse, so hurry up, and don't be buried here because of my insignificance."

He did it on purpose.

To retreat is to advance, first follow its wisdom.

Yun Jian clearly knew that he was doing this, but he still stretched out his hand involuntarily, and clenched Sheng Huaizhao's slender and fragile wrist.

The skin was close, and the residual fire of reason began to ignite again. He had never been so vulnerable as he is now.

His concentration, his sword heart... was defeated in front of this person.

Too intimate movements will distract him and make it difficult for him to control himself, so Yun Jian's heart slackened and he carried him on his shoulders.

Sheng Huaizhao was almost thrown off by such a casual movement, and his eyes quickly hugged Yun Jian's side neck with his hands, complaining softly: "... Take it easy, I'm hurt."

Yun Jian unswervingly opened his hand, showing no pity at all: "Don't move."

There was a loud noise in the beast's nest, and the broken stones rained like rain. Yun Jian supported the barrier and smashed the roadblock in front of him with his sword.

But the sword light of Ziyao Sword Thunderbolt is obviously struggling and resisting, as if sensing that the master is in danger, and stubbornly wants to return to the original place.

Jiang Chenxian and Xie Jinyi have not heard from each other yet.

Yun Jian turned sideways to avoid the rock, and then turned to attack in the next moment. Sheng Huaizhao was put into his arms from his shoulders: "Answer."

Sheng Huaizhao heard his heart beating violently at this moment, but couldn't recover: "What answer?"

Yun Jian held the resisting Ziyao sword in a deterrent way: "Before we entered the Demon Realm, the owner of this sword was clearly chasing and killing us."

Immortal swords have recognized their masters since ancient times. Without the permission of their masters, they would rather destroy themselves than be used by others, let alone be controlled by demons.

The incomplete fragments in the dream, the other "self" during the day, and the current situation that is completely different from the memory... Yun Jian needs an answer.

Sheng Huaizhao stared at him for a moment, chose to remain silent, and asked the system in the sea of ​​knowledge: Are Jiang Chenxian and the others still alive?

System timidly: Host, let’s worry about the situation in front of us first. Everything is exhausted, and the beast’s lair collapses. This is equivalent to taking over the beast’s lair...

As soon as the system's voice fell, the rock and soil under his feet shattered and collapsed, and the cold red moon was in the sky. Sheng Huaizhao finally saw clearly this demon realm that was respected and kept at a distance by all monks.

Countless demons, sprites, ghosts and ghosts hover over this treacherous land, and even the moon is blood-red.

Yun Jian pinched the Wind Control Jue, avoided the collapsing rocks, and floated in the sky.

The beast nest was completely destroyed, and Sheng Huaizhao saw Jiang Chenxian and Xie Jinyi who lost consciousness and fell rapidly.

Xie Jinyi devoted himself to his responsibilities, even when he was dying, he exhausted his last spiritual power to open the barrier to protect the two brothers and sisters of the Jiang family.

"Save them," Sheng Huaizhao grabbed Yun Jian's hand, "Quick."

Yun Jian's brows furrowed, facing the hostility of monsters in the sky, he dissipated three points, and said coldly: "You and I can't protect ourselves, and you want to save others?"

After the words came out, he realized that Sheng Huaizhao always seemed to be like this.

Previously, he wanted to save the monk who was ambiguous with him, but now he wanted to extend a helping hand to the enemy who was chasing his life.

He can care for other people, but for himself he always...

Sheng Huaizhao looked at him for a moment, grabbed his collar and leaned forward, kissed his lips: "Be obedient."

system:……

Yun Jian: ...

The hand holding the sword trembled violently for a moment, and then even Yun Jian didn't expect that his body would react one step faster than his brain, and when he came back to his senses, he had already swooped towards Xie Jinyi with the Ziyao sword.

Yun Jian's cultivation level was no longer comparable to what he had before entering the Demon Realm. The aura surged and shattered the falling stones, and he set out to catch the three of them steadily.

Before he could recover from his strange obedience, Sheng Huaizhao stroked the back of his head as if rewarding him, and said lightly, "Good job."

System: Host, if you look up now, you will find that Yun Jian can't wait to put Ziyao Sword in his heart.

Sheng Huaizhao: ...Oh?Really?

In fact, Sheng Huaizhao was not [-]% sure that Yun Jian would listen to him, but he instinctively felt that doing so could dominate Bingshan, so he did it.

... Unexpectedly, the effect was better than he imagined.

No wonder I like to bully the iceberg at night so much, some things are mutual.

After Jiang Chenxian was rescued, his broken spiritual consciousness gradually recovered. Before he had time to thank the two of them, he fell into great fear...

The scene in front of him was a thousand times more terrifying than the blood moon spider's body. The sky above the blood-smeared Demon Realm was full of monsters, covering the sky and the moon.

The consequence of trespassing on the Demon Realm is to become an enemy of an entire beast lair?

What scene could be more desperate and hopeless than the present?

Extremely distracted, Jiang Chenxian heard Sheng Huaizhao's light voice: "Young Master Jiang, how about making a deal with you?"

His voice was trembling and dazed: "...what?"

"Yun Jian killed the blood moon spider to find your sister, and when life and death were at stake, he gave up his life to save her..."

Sheng Huaizhao also knows that it is quite despicable to negotiate terms with people at this time, but this world is too out of the plot and there are too many variables, he really needs a stable backer.

Jiang Chenxian came to his senses immediately, and quickly continued: "The kindness of saving my life will never be forgotten. If there is a need in the future, the Jiang family will respond to any request."

Yun Jian closed his eyes in silence, he knew that Sheng Huaizhao could not be aimless, if he dared to ask someone, he would naturally be sure of saving them.

but what?

He couldn't lift it with one hand, couldn't carry it on his shoulder, and was a cripple whose spiritual core was completely shattered...

No, maybe not.

The demon tree withered and the beast's nest collapsed. In the final analysis, it was Sheng Huaizhao who moved the roots of all living things.

Just like at this moment, the roaring demonic beasts remained silent, and the flying dark flood dragons stopped and retreated. They are not like prey that attract people to cull, but more like fearsome enemies.

Thousands of monsters in the Demon Realm avoid them.

Sheng Huaizhao clenched the eggs of the ancient tree and all things in his palm. The monsters lived by relying on the ancient tree, like soldiers surrendered to the emperor. Some fear and obedience are instinctive.

... It can also be regarded as the narrow emperor to order the princes.

He really has a way, that is, he must find the magic-suppressing orb that has entered the domain as soon as possible before the monster finds out, and then leave here. This is the only chance to escape.

Sheng Huaizhao quickly turned his brain around, and when he lowered his head to find the cave where he came from, the soft light of new life blurred from the lower end of the abyss, as if he fell into a dream in a short moment, and the chill, frost and snow rode up the wind.

The Warcraft, which had been silent before, seemed to be suddenly ignited by an explosive fuse, and quickly became manic.

Yun Jian held his sword and concentrated, but found that Sheng Huaizhao subconsciously leaned into his arms.

Xie Jinyi, whose eyes were closed tightly, was awakened by the familiar spiritual power, unbelievable: "Master?"

As soon as the words fell, the ice lotus bloomed out of thin air, and opened steadily under the feet of everyone.

Above the lotus, Huai Yujianjun, dressed in white feather fairy fur and with silver hair floating like a fairy, stands alone.

A barrier of sharp sword intent was spread out, and the monsters that were ready to move were blocked out of the border. Huai Yujianjun's sword intent had just appeared, and thousands of miles were frozen.

Everything in the Demon Realm is like a nightmare that ends abruptly, disappearing when the ice lotus gathers.

When Sheng Huaizhao opened his eyes again, what he saw was transparent and gorgeous glazed tiles.

The fear of the abyss, the danger of the end, seems to have become a thrilling dream.

The sound of broken electricity came from the sea of ​​consciousness, and the system timidly said after a while: "Host, are you okay?"

Sheng Huaizhao's thick and slender eyelashes are lightly drawn, and the blood-stained clothes are replaced with fairy robes outlined with gold and silver threads. Everyone knows where he is now.

Mian'an Immortal Island, Jiang Chenxian's home.

Sheng Huaizhao asked Zhihai's system: So, can you read the file for me?

System: can can.It was Huai Yujianjun who re-opened Zhenmingzhu and rescued you with Qianye Shuanglian, but his cultivation base was too high, and you couldn't bear it when he released the sword formation, and you fainted.

Sheng Huaizhao also guessed so.

After all, Xie Jinyi was the eldest disciple of Lord Huai Yujian, and Jiang Chenxian was the only heir of Jiang's family. Based on these two identities alone, Jiang's family and Yuanxing Palace had to be saved.

However, Yunjian's rescue of Jiang Wanzhu shocked the whole Mian'an, and the two thieves who destroyed the Leya Palace became Jiang's saviors overnight.

From the prisoner to the guest, there is only one trip to the Demon Realm.

After checking his wounds, the immortal-looking medical practitioner said euphemistically: "Mr. Sheng, the life expectancy between a mortal and a cultivator is only a fraction of a drop. Now that you have lost your spiritual core, if your body is severely injured again, you will surely die soon. "

Sheng Huaizhao hummed with a smile, turned around and asked the system: What she said didn't sound like a good thing.

System: ...Although it is really not a good word, it is also for your sake.

The shattering of the spirit core is already a fatal blow. He has been injured one after another these days, and his body is bruised. If he continues to risk his life like Xie Jinyi or Yun Jian, it will be difficult to survive.

Sheng Huaizhao is now just an ordinary person who has lived for decades.

"Young Master Jiang has ordered that the two of you can rest here. If necessary, you can use the jade tablet to transmit sound." The doctor handed him the peony jade tablet.

When Sheng Huaizhao raised his eyes, he saw the young monk outside the door. Mingshun leaned on a jade crutch and looked at him worriedly.

Sheng Huaizhao thanked sister Yixiu, and looked at Mingshun with his chin propped up: "Come here."

Mingshun lowered his head and cautiously leaned against the edge of the bed: "I thought you guys abandoned me..."

Waking up in a completely strange place, and hearing that Sheng Huaizhao and Yun Jian had gone to Demon Realm, Mingshun was really sad for a long time.

Sheng Huaizhao has a headache, although he has a history of abandoning others, but... Mingshun's expression that it was his turn to be abandoned and forgotten, what's going on?

But the little monk was genuinely worried about him and Yun Jian, Sheng Huaizhao couldn't say anything heartless, he just teased, "You think Yun Jian won't bring you when he goes back to his hometown?"

Mingshun was at a loss for words, and lowered his head like an angry man, but he had a pure heart, and would only sulk and not speak.

"Although Yun Jian is a demon cultivator, his parents are also human beings. We entered the Demon Realm by mistake, so we did not take you with us." Sheng Huaizhao couldn't help but compare Yun Jian with Ming Shun.

With just a few words, Mingshun was relieved and his anger disappeared.

If it's a little crying bag, at this time, you should make an inch of it and act like a baby to him.

Mingshun sniffed: "How did you enter the Demon Realm? That place is extremely dangerous. Even the Sword Lord told Mrs. Jiang when he entered that he was not sure of bringing people out."

Sheng Huaizhao sighed, "It's a long story."

"Besides," Ming Shun frowned, "When Yun Jian came out, his cultivation seemed to have improved a lot. Huai Yujian Jun protected a demon cultivator, and even scared many monks in Yuanxing Palace."

…Speaking of cultivation, Sheng Huaizhao's heart rate was not stable, he quietly looked away, and said uncomfortably: "How is Yun Jian's situation?"

"It seems that I haven't woken up yet. I heard that the injury is not serious." Mingshun replied.

Thin lips were slightly pursed, Sheng Huaizhao even hesitated less than the previous few times, and said in a low voice, "I'll go and see him."

As soon as Sheng Huaizhao landed, Mingshun followed, "It's cold outside, put on this."

He took the cloak: "Thank you."

Mian'an Xiandao was very lively, obviously celebrating the safe return of Miss Gongzi.Sheng Huaizhao has never liked excitement, so he walked quickly to the side hall where Yun Jian was, and first saw a ray of silver in front of the door.

Huai Yujianjun is chic and unrestrained, as cold as the moon, and his whole body is as cold as frost and inviolable.

When the pair of light-colored amber pupils saw Sheng Huaizhao, they fainted into a smile, and said in a calm voice, "You are Mr. Sheng who risked his life to save Wan Zhu?"

Sheng Huaizhao chuckled: "People like me who are greedy for life and afraid of death can't do such good deeds. We just see that Mian'an is prosperous and rich, and it's profitable."

Jian Jun raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at him with a little surprise: "It's frank."

Sheng Huaizhao didn't want to set up a Madonna figure in front of this sword lord, and it would be more convenient to be honest about the exchange of prices.

The rare swordsman was right in front of him, Sheng Huaizhao put on a show even if he had nothing to say, so he could only ask, "How are Mr. Jiang and Daoist Xie doing?"

"It's okay, I'm resting and recuperating."

"You are also Jinyi's saviors." Jianjun said, "Yuanxing Palace will repay any kindness, and you can ask this deity what you want."

There are very few people in the world who can make Yuan Xinggong owe favors, and the promise of Lord Jian is priceless.

"I was not the one who saved Mr. Xie," Sheng Huaizhao just smiled lightly, "When Yun Jian wakes up, I will let him know."

Huai Yujianjun's cold pupils were full of enthusiasm for a long time, and when he had the illusion of being seen through, he said softly: "I have heard of his identity, talent, and the poison in his body, and Yuan Xinggong has always cherished talent." , if you and him are willing, from now on you can worship under the deity's sect together with Chen Qian."

This time, it was Sheng Huaizhao's turn to be surprised.

You must know that there is no balance between good and evil, and that all righteous people are jealous of evil, and most people in the devil's way don't say they hate their pain, most of them are dismissive, not to mention that the person in front of him who said that he wants to accept demon cultivation as a disciple is the first in the world. One of the Sword Lord.

Even he has a chance to step into the gate of Yuanxing Palace?

Should it be said that the little crying bag is too competitive, or is the protagonist's halo really strong?

"Then I'll thank Sword Lord first." Sheng Huaizhao nodded slightly, and stepped into the side hall with his cloak lightly lifted.

The luminous pearl shines brightly, and a vague figure sits between the light gauze curtains.

Yun Jian sat cross-legged, staring down at his palms, as if meditating.

After getting out of the life-and-death emergency, certain memories from last night gradually became clear, haunting him all night long.

Intertwined breaths, free kisses, and...

Quiet, don't think.

Sheng Huaizhao poked his head out, looked at it for a long time, and then quietly leaned over.

The medicated food and dinner were all placed beside the bed, untouched.

"Who?" The young man's voice was hoarse, with a cold hostility, and he had obviously recognized him.

Sheng Huaizhao lightly picked up the silky and luxurious gauze curtain, and said with a smile: "Why is it the same as where the rich lady sleeps?"

System: Host, you're leaning against someone's bed like this, you don't look like a disciple.

Sheng Huaizhao: Shut up.

Yun Jian's red pupils were deep, staring at the person in front of him for a moment, as if Sheng Huaizhao would explode if he got any closer.

It seems that being in the Demon Realm has given him a lot of stimulation.

"Get out." Yun Jian said angrily.

"I'm here to care about you," Sheng Huaizhao picked up the medicinal food on the table and stirred it lightly, "Don't be so indifferent."

Mian'an used high-quality medicinal materials for them, and even the bowls were made of Lingshi, which had a heat preservation function.

"It's quite fragrant." Sheng Huaizhao took a spoonful and blew gently.

Yun Jian stared at Sheng Huaizhao's movements for a moment, like a cat whose sharp claws had been hooked out of the meat ball, as long as he dared to act rashly, he would respond with a paw.

Sheng Huaizhao felt that the temperature was about the same. After taking a sip, the disordered aura in his body condensed and flowed smoothly.

Sheng Huaizhao hadn't eaten normal food for a long time, and it tasted good, so he sat down at the table and started eating.

There is also food prepared in his dormitory, but he just came over and didn't move.

System: ... the host?Aren't you here to feed?

Sheng Huaizhao: I handed over the spoon, do you think he will knock over the bowl?

system:……

Yun Jian was full of vigilance, but found that the person in front of him did not intend to continue provocative words at all, but sat at the table and lightly bit the jade chopsticks, as if he was struggling with where to put the chopsticks.

His vigilance and murderous intent were gradually removed, and he stared at Sheng Huaizhao's back, his thoughts getting further and further away.

He has already confirmed the matter of one body and two souls, but the memory of the daytime is incomplete. The fact that he and Sheng Huaizhao are "husband and wife" is true or false, which makes him unpredictable.

What if he marries the one he loves, and finally finds that his love is deeply rooted, and he longs for a lifetime of love, but finds that the one he loves has two souls?

Yun Jian, through the fragmented memory and previous confrontation, is convinced that Sheng Huaizhao's love cares about another him.

So he's...in the way.

Yun Jian's knuckles were slightly tight, and he unconsciously dug into the brocade quilt: "Jiang family, why did you take us in."

Sheng Huaizhao lied indifferently: "After you fainted, we strayed into the Demon Realm, and later... I explained clearly the misunderstanding of the Yanfeng Sect. They knew they were wrong and regretted it, but fortunately, Lord Huai Yujian appeared in time to save us. Finally He cultivated here."

It's such a succinct perfunctory again.

Yun Jian lowered his eyelashes slightly, and his gaze involuntarily fell on Sheng Huaizhao's slender, porcelain-white wrist bones.

His face fell to the extreme, and even the system felt that he was planning some big move again. He was just about to remind Sheng Huaizhao to be careful, but saw his host pick up a piece of milk cake.

"This little rabbit is quite delicious, try it." Sheng Huaizhao picked up the crumbs with one hand, and gently handed the bunny-shaped milk cake to Yun Jian's lips.

Bingshan was distracted, and was caught off guard by the rabbit's lips, and his usually cold and dark red pupils flickered with rare surprise.

"Why are you in a daze, eat it." Sheng Huaizhao fed some more, "This is like a yogurt rabbit. I used to like it."

Yun Jian was caught off guard and his mouth was stuffed, his cheeks puffed up like a little squirrel hiding food, and a hint of sweet coolness permeated the tip of his tongue.

...is delicious.

Sheng Huaizhao simply brought over the whole plate, knelt on the edge of the bed with one leg, and picked up a white and fat little rabbit: "Eat more, it will be good for your health."

But there is only one opportunity to take advantage of some things, and Sheng Huaizhao will take the rabbit again.