After coaxing old enemies into avatars

The art of soul-melting repair needs quietness the most, Xiao Ji brings Yun Jian into the Crown Crystal Palace in Frost Snow City to perform healing.

The Crown Crystal Palace is located on the top of the southernmost snow mountain in Shuangxue City, very close to the sky, beyond the reach of any sound in Miaosha City.

Sheng Huaizhao sat in the snowy yard, and felt that it was so cold here for the first time.

The temperature around Yunjian always seems to be a little higher than usual, so it is difficult to detect the temperature around him.

Wan Wusheng seemed to be aware of his thoughts, and nestled obediently at his lap, trying to grow denser leaves to shield Sheng Huaizhao from the wind.

Yu Tong wandered around for a long time after eating a full meal, but finally couldn't hold back and went to Sheng Huaizhao's side, and sat side by side with him on the stone steps in the courtyard: "Are you worried about him?"

Sheng Huaizhao rested his chin, his eyes seemed to be far away: "Perhaps."

"What is maybe?" Yu Tong's gaze fixed on Sheng Huaizhao's side face following the falling snowflakes.

As a fox who is good at dual cultivation, all the clansmen he has met since he was born are all beautiful. After all, appearance is the most important condition for bewitching people's hearts.

Yu Tong also thought that she was the most beautiful person she had ever met in her life, until she met Sheng Huaizhao and Yun Jian.

The former doesn't look outstanding at first glance, but his eyebrows and eyes can withstand long-term condensation, or like the delicate and ingenious frost flowers formed in this cold winter, or like the indifferent and high stamens in spring.

Unaware at the first sight, but after a long look, there is a trace of demon nature that confuses people's mind.

Needless to say, Yun Jian is as deserted as jade and unattainable.

Yu Tong never thought that they would have such a relationship when they first met, and Yun Jian still couldn't do without Sheng Huaizhao.

"If you're worried, just say you're worried. It's not like you haven't made up your mind with him yet, so what's the point of being so hesitant?"

Sheng Huaizhao Shi Shiran glanced at him and held his chin: "Do you want to give me some pointers?"

Yu Tong choked on his words, and stared round her eyes for a long time: "Then I don't care about you."

"What's there to care about? It's not relative or reason."

Yu Tong really wanted to refute, but she couldn't utter a word for a long time, so she could only copy her hands: "Yes, it's not relative, I don't care what you do."

Although the contact time was not long, Sheng Huaizhao did not intend to hide his true temperament.

He is a character who puts all his joy and anger on his face, will repay every grievance and never bears it.

But liking is liking, worrying is worrying, this is not something worth laughing at, will it lose a piece of meat if you say it?

"...I don't know who was taught so carefully." He whispered.

The little fox was out of kindness, Sheng Huaizhao looked at him for a moment, then chuckled: "Actually, I'm worried, but I'm not afraid that something will happen to him."

If there is still Xiao Ji's soul that can't be melted well in this world, then there is probably no one who can cure Yun Jian's soul-leaving disease.

Sheng Huaizhao was worried that Yun Jian would remember that lie.

It took such a long time to explain the nonsense that was said in a hurry... If Yun Jian wakes up, he will probably blame him.

After all, the basis of their relationship is Xiaokuibao's trust in him.

"If someone lied to you, saying that he was your wife, and kept it for a long time..."

Before Sheng Huaizhao could finish speaking, Yu Tong's face changed drastically: "What? So you tricked him back into his deep affection for you?"

"..." Sheng Huaizhao paused for a moment, although the words were not pleasant, "That's almost what it means."

Yu Tong's eyes slowly opened, and she patted Sheng Huaizhao's shoulder: "Yes, you, Yun Jian looks so vigilant, how did you do it?"

Since the birth of fox demons, their survival rule has been to rely on dual cultivation, so they need extremely superior appearance and methods that are good at deceiving people's hearts.

Being able to climb a sword master like Yun Jian in a lifetime is enough for them to brag about for a long time, and Yu Tong really admires Sheng Huaizhao.

Sheng Huaizhao smiled nonchalantly, and said to himself that you can go to you if you have amnesia.

Yu Tong followed his words and deduced: "So you are worried now, after he melts his soul, he will think of something he shouldn't think about, right?"

Sheng Huaizhao nodded.

"There's nothing to be afraid of. If he can be deceived by you once, he will naturally be deceived by you a second time." Yu Tong took it for granted, "What's more, whether you deceive him or not, you want to be with him, right?"

Sheng Huaizhao raised his eyebrows, raised his hand to support his face: "You really deserve to be a vixen, you have no morals at all."

Yu Tong blinked: "I am a goblin, morality is what you humans should talk about, what does it have to do with me?"

Although he was doing crooked ways, but after talking like this, Sheng Huaizhao really felt that he was too reserved.

It was indeed wrong to deceive Yun Jian back then, but that doesn't mean he said such things with malice.

If I explain this misunderstanding to him properly, everything can be redeemed in time.

It's just that I don't know what Yun Jian will become after the soul fusion.

"Don't think so much," Yu Tong hesitated for a while, before uttering something that sounded like a human being, "I think the bond between you can help you get over this trivial matter."

"I have a good eye for people. You see, I fell in love with you at first glance, but you are beyond my imagination?" Yu Tong said, staring at his face.

When he was in that small inn back then, the first time he saw Sheng Huaizhao was very strange, as if they had met somewhere long ago, and they had a very close relationship.

Sheng Huaizhao smiled but said nothing.

It's normal for Yu Tong to have a sense of familiarity with the original owner. After all, she was the one she had been entangled with day and night in her previous life. It's weird that she doesn't feel anything at all.

Wan Wusheng listened with pricked ears, as if he also wanted to intervene in the conversation between the two of them. He shook his branches and leaves for a long time, and Yu Tong grabbed the leaves and played with them.

It was midnight after fighting and fighting, the chill of winter receded, Sheng Huaizhao's drowsiness had just begun to surge, and the cold wind was negative.

Xiao Ji came slowly from the snow.

He subconsciously stood up, and Yu Tong and Wan Wusheng stopped arguing, and bowed their heads respectfully: "Ma'am."

"Go back to rest earlier." Xiao Ji said a word to Yu Tong, who immediately understood, said something to Sheng Huaizhao, then turned and left.

"Mother." Sheng Huaizhao looked at Xiao Ji, hesitant to speak.

"The fusion of souls, there is no serious problem." Xiao Ji lightly held Sheng Huaizhao's hand, but found that the back of his hand was cold, "Have you waited for a long time?"

She has seen countless souls, and there are many people who suffer from the disease of leaving the soul. Most of the spiritual consciousness is fighting endlessly, but Yun Jian is the first one who blends peacefully.

The process was smoother than she had imagined.

"Thank you for your hard work." Sheng Huaizhao gently shook her hand back.

"In the process of weaving his soul for him, I was able to find some of his past memories." Xiao Ji's expression darkened, "There is a passage involving the past, I took a quick look, there is someone you have to pay attention to."

Sheng Huaizhao raised his eyelashes slightly, reflecting Leng Yue: "Is it Mo Ren?"

"Yes." Xiao Ji pursed her lips, hesitating for a while, "I have had a double-sided relationship with Mo Ren, the first time I met him, he is still a great weapon repairer of the Juyue Sect, and he is sought after and loved by the world."

At that time, Mo Renzheng was full of vigor, and any object he casually forged would be imitated by others. At that time, he was extremely prosperous and had a bright future.

"The Juyue Sect used to be a great sect a hundred years ago, but it gradually disappeared in the world. In addition, the wife of the sect master went crazy and caused the massacre of the sect, and no one mentioned it later."

Sheng Huaizhao's expression was slightly restrained: "The Suzerain and Suzerain's wife are Yun Jian's parents."

"If that's the case, you need to investigate the matter of Juyuezong back then." Xiao Ji raised her hand and touched her chin lightly, as if in deep thought, "When I saw Mo Ren again later, he was already possessed by a demon."

At that time, Mo Ren had already deviated from the way of tool cultivation to the way of magic, and searched for all kinds of dark and prey soul-controlling techniques in the world, ranging from mind techniques to Gu techniques, and he practiced them all.

Mo Ren practiced all kinds of forbidden techniques mostly for the sake of remonstrance, after all, at that time he already knew that a child with a natural sword bone was born in the Juyue Sect.

When Sheng Huaizhao returned to the palace, most of his previous worries and tensions had been dispersed by Mo Ren's affairs. When he walked into the room and saw Yun Jian unexpectedly, he was still half a step in a daze.

The young man lay quietly between the bed curtains, his expression indifferent, neither sad nor happy, just like when he first met Sheng Huaizhao in Sheng's mansion.

After hesitating for a moment, Sheng Huaizhao lightly patted Wan Wusheng beside him, and Xiaoshu looked up at him blankly.

"Go over and block the bed," Sheng Huaizhao said in a low voice, pursing his lips slightly, "If he wakes up later and wants to do something to me, don't let him come out."

Xiaoshu tilted his head in a daze, but seeing Sheng Huaizhao's serious expression, he had no choice but to fall to the bedside as ordered.

Making all the preparations, Sheng Huaizhao leaned carefully to the edge of the bed, slowly squatted down on the edge of the bed and stared at Yun Jian's face.

It is not used to guessing whether he will be crying or iceberg after waking up, but Sheng Huaizhao can't guess what will happen after the fusion of these two personalities.

Seeing that he was bored, Wan Wusheng stretched out small branches to gather in front of him, and slowly circled a flower with leaves.

Sheng Huaizhao caressed the branch, and was about to say something to the little tree branch when the knuckles hanging on the edge of the bed moved lightly for a moment.

He instinctively hid himself sideways by the side of the bed, waiting for everything to be in his previous position, listening to the sound in the bed.

When Yun Jian woke up, he was in a daze for a moment, his memory was mixed, and his sea of ​​consciousness had not yet settled down.

There were small branches beside the bed that quietly spread along the lines of the quilt. He lowered his eyes, looked at the branches that had reached his side, and pinched them lightly.

Xiaoshu suddenly felt pain, and quickly hid back on the edge of the bed.

The dark-colored pupils linger in front of the eyes, and only when the light falls on the eyes can one glimpse the dark red.

"Where's your master?" He said, his voice hoarse than ever.

Wan Wusheng seemed to realize that he was different from usual, shrunk down and hid the branches and leaves.

Yun Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he noticed the figure hiding beside the bed as soon as his consciousness disappeared.

"……come out."

If it were normal, Sheng Huaizhao would never be moved by this commanding tone, it should be said that no one could speak to him in this tone.

But after Yun Jian woke up, Sheng Huaizhao felt that his feet didn't seem to be very obedient.

Taking a deep breath, he turned sideways and walked to the bed: "You're awake."

The moment their eyes met, although he couldn't tell what was different about Yun Jian, but it was like an instinctive perception, and he immediately knew that the person in front of him was not a little crying bag, nor an iceberg.

It is complete and complete, Yun Jian.

The young man's slender black hair fell on his shoulders, and the coldness fell from the corners of his eyes, like melting ice and snow, flowing down the porcelain white outline.

He just kept silent, but it made Sheng Huaizhao more uncomfortable than multiple questioning.

Yun Jian remembered.

Their first encounter, the absurd deception, and all kinds of unspeakable violations that he discovered from the very beginning.

Sheng Huaizhao lowered his eyes and said softly, "I'm sorry."

It was like returning to the moment when he confronted Bingshan, all the words reached his mouth and there was nowhere to vent, only silence spread.

Yun Jian turned his face sideways, his eyes glowing red: "Why are you apologizing?"

Sheng Huaizhao's heart sank moment after moment.

It seems that he thought things too simply. If he were himself, and found out that it was a despicable scam after he had devoted all his heart, he would not only be angry, but he might even have the intention of killing someone.

Yun Jian's setbacks and catastrophes along the way were all brought over by him. He is a destined enemy and a disaster star.

"I apologize for lying."

Sheng Huaizhao's hand hanging by his side slowly let go, he had no way to clarify the two personalities separated from Yun Jian, because he knew that he would rely on their preference and make mistakes hastily.

So he waited until Yun Jian remembered everything before confessing.

The most painful thing is a broken love.

What's more, he didn't intend to spend his hard work and time on error correction without doing anything.

Yun Jian got angry, chased him back, admitted his mistake, apologized, coaxed him again until he untied his knot...

His thoughts suddenly stopped, Sheng Huaizhao stared at his wrist bone being held in a daze for a second, and then was dragged into his arms by Yun Jian.

Unexpectedly, he staggered two steps and fell to sit in front of Yun Jian, with his knees buried between the brocade quilts.

"And then?" Yun Jian's hoarse voice fell on the ear, "After apologizing, just pretend nothing happened and write it off?"

"...No." For the first time, Sheng Huaizhao found that he couldn't grasp his emotions, and asked and answered like squeezing toothpaste, "That's not what I meant."

Yun Jian hugged him in silence for a long time, and then slowly let go of his hand from his waist.

"I remember it all."

Sheng Huaizhao straightened his back involuntarily, as if he was automatically and consciously preparing to hear the punishment.

"The thirteen members of the Sheng family were killed by the old demon. You have to fight hard with me." Yun Jian raised his hand lightly, landed on the side of his face, and gently stroked along the jaw line, "My spirit core is completely shattered. , you have to dig out the core in order to save me."

Sheng Huai Zhao paused, and looked away.

Not just to save you.

Also in order not to be twisted into a data stream.

"You are worried that when I wake up, I will find that I have fallen into the devil's way and have the desire to kill, so I lied." Yun Jian pressed his fingertips hard, and Sheng Huaizhao raised his eyes to meet him.

In the deep black pupils, there was a tenderness of water: "You had no choice at that time."

"...Although it's what you said." For the first time in his life, Sheng Huaizhao tasted what it means to feel guilty, "but I'm also doing it for myself."

Yun Jian leaned over slightly, lowered his head and lightly pressed Sheng Huaizhao's forehead, different body temperatures blended together, as if sharing each other's thoughts for a moment.

"That's why I...it was clearly love at first sight, but I didn't dare to say it."

Sheng Huaizhao was stunned for a moment, his expression a little dull.

Is this... a confession?

Yun Jian hugged him lightly, put his chin on his shoulder, and said in a very soft voice, "The two spirits keep coming back and forth, tormenting you for a long time."

Combining the two memories, he could see that Sheng Huaizhao was also seriously injured at that time.

He is a potential threat, time and time again putting him in danger.

"No wonder you always say I'm trouble."

Yun Jian buried himself in his arms, Sheng Huaizhao seemed to have collapsed and landed on the bed in a daze.

... Before, he thought that Yun Jian's personality was colder and calmer, but now he is so coquettish and docile, which makes him elusive.

The number one in the world in the original book, is it such a cute character?

Sheng Huaizhao put his hands behind his back, and was about to get up with his waist supported, when he ran into Yun Jian head-on.

The boy reacted quickly, turned his face slightly, and kissed him naturally.

Sheng Huaizhao froze for a second, then quickly lay back down.

……What's this?

...Can you still be taken advantage of like this?

Yun Jian licked the corners of his lips lightly, leaning over to his left and right, like an invisible net falling in front of him, enveloping him for a moment.

"Huai Zhao."

The screaming is too sticky, with the attachment of Xiaokuibao, the forbearance of Bingshan, and the strangeness that has never been encountered before.

System: Host, as a counterattack, you can stare at him with eyes that are three points affectionate, three points indifferent, and four points secretive.

Sheng Huaizhao: ...

Yun Jian leaned down, brushed away a strand of hair that fell on his eyes, and said with a smile, "I said earlier that after the fusion of souls, they get married, is that still a thing?"

His gaze was hot and direct, so hot that Sheng Huaizhao dared not look directly.

"Aren't you angry?" He turned his head slightly, only to realize that the two tall branches of all things were eavesdropping.

The shame and timidity are like tiny silkworm chrysalis, breaking out of the cocoon, filling his heart that has never flinched.

"I lied to you."

Yun Jian hummed slowly, with a long ending, making it hard to tell whether he affirmed or denied it.

"But if the lie is confirmed, it is not a lie."

Sheng Huaizhao was slightly stunned, and his eyelashes trembled slightly when he met his smiling eyes.

Yun Jian slowly clasped his hands into his knuckles, and kissed along the fingertips, his voice tinged with grievance: "Or, the bone nails have also been changed, and you have lived and died together so many times. But you regret it, and you don't want to stay with me forever?"

The place where he kissed became hot point by point, and it was only when Sheng Huaizhao recovered that he was forced to retreat from active attack to passive defense for the first time.

Those two personalities clearly will never appear again, but every move carries the shadow of the past.

Both soft and hard, precisely pinching his weaknesses.

Sheng Huaizhao seemed to be driven to a corner, the sunset-like blush fell on the side of his face, spreading from the roots of his ears to his neck.

He has never made any serious promises in his life, this is the first time.

"……willing."

The sound was like a mosquito, but it landed on Yun Jian's ear precisely.

"Huai Zhao." Yun Jian lowered his head and approached his side face, kissing his hot earlobe, his voice was like a little cotton fluff falling on the most sore place, fiddled gently.

"The moment I melted my soul, I remembered many things."

The bloody storm, the first meeting at stake, the suspicion, the parting that hurt each other, are scattered in the incomplete memory like broken stars.

But when he thought about it deeply, he only remembered Sheng Huaizhao's eyebrows and smile, the gentle and tender kiss, the warmth of falling into his arms, and the determination to rush to him regardless of everything.

For a moment, he wondered if the beginning of this warm relationship was a lie, but after investigating deeply, love filled and regret disappeared, and he only wanted to see the face of his sweetheart when he woke up.

"But in the end, I still want to see you." Yun Jian's fingers fell under his lips, and the pads of his fingers gently rubbed and pressed, "I want to kiss you, is that okay?"

Sheng Huaizhao only felt that the heat fell down his face to his heart, making his heart beat faster than usual.

If it was a simple and rude kiss, he could still fight back with his usual reluctance to admit defeat, but asking so seriously...

He shoved the shoulder of the person in front of him, and turned his face away: "...Do you have to ask?"

"You said that I can't see through your thoughts," Yun Jianshun took his hands into his palms, and pressed them lightly one by one, "So, I can only ask."

Ten times more difficult than any previous personality.

When Sheng Huaizhao reached the top of his shame, he turned into resentment, opened his eyes wide and stared at him, but greeted him with a smile.

"But I still feel so pitiful."

"Varied……"

"I've been lied to for so long." Yun Jian lowered his eyes slowly, with a sly look of pity, "I really thought you and I were limited to this step, just because you were shy."

"So it's because you knew early on that it was fake."

In Sheng Huaizhao's moody middle of the night, the fire that had been unable to find an exit was ignited instantly, and he raised his hand to hook Yun Jian's neck.

"What do you mean by being shy? Why should I be shy when I'm a man?"

Yun Jian obediently let him toss around, lowering his eyes to see his lively face because of his emotions.

Behind the pretended grievance is a smile that gradually succeeds.

"If you're not shy, why don't you let me touch you?" He slowly bent down, letting the person in front of him put his hands on his shoulders better, "Every time I find various reasons to avoid it...it seems very daring Small."

Sheng Huaizhao has been alive and dead all these years, there are countless adjectives to evaluate him, except for the word timid.

"I figured it out, you're provoking me." Sheng Huaizhao suppressed his inexplicably rising desire to win, and reversed Yun Jian's desire to do something wrong, "Do you think a few words can make me fall into a trap?"

"But now that I think about it, I know that you are not shy." Yun Jian followed his words and paved the steps, "Maybe you are just afraid."

Sheng Huaizhao bent his knees and pushed forward for a moment, and was pressed down by Yun Jian calmly. Although the surprise attack failed, he still succeeded in replacing him from the bottom.

"I didn't before... because your souls are not compatible."

Just holding a bowl of water in his hands is not a heavy burden on his body... But if he goes further, Sheng Huaizhao did worry about whether he would...

But now he understands that worrying is useless.

No matter which personality this person is, at any time, the things in his mind are the same.

It's just about daring and not daring.

Sheng Huaizhao put his hands in front of Yun Jian, as if he wanted to use this "ruthlessness" to regain his position.

Yun Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, and the dark red hidden in the depths emerged. His right hand stroked gently along the back of Sheng Huaizhao's hand, and then slowly held his wrist in front of his sight.

The kiss fell on the light-colored blood vessels, slowly kissed down along the ulna, and then stopped on his arm.

"Huai Zhao, I'm actually very disturbed." He lowered his eyes, his voice was very soft, "I was the one who provoked you before, and I was the one who was afraid."

"I'm afraid that after the fusion of souls, you will no longer worry about me."