Be a heartthrob in the Shura field

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Tan Yuzheng was holding the sword, sitting and taking a nap on the carriage.

He opened his eyes, and the curtain in front of him was shaking. The young man sitting at the other end was wiping the long knife with his head down, and said to him, "Here we are."

Pingzhou borders Yanjing, at the foot of the emperor. Although the government is familiar with the monks and has frequent contacts with the monks, there are many rules. Into the city.

When the two entered the city gate, they were tracked down and issued an ultimatum by the officials.With empty hands, Tan Yu was staring at the official's long beard.

The official had always been in contact with the local monks, and he recognized Hong Zijin, a blond and blue-eyed son of a prominent family, and said warmly, "It's Mr. Hong San, long time no see."

After the officer finished speaking, he turned to Tan Yu, and was taken aback for a moment. He was rare for such a beauty, and found that she was born with a pair of blue eyes. He mistakenly thought that she was from the Western Regions, probably the uncle of Hong Sangong, and he didn't continue to ask.

Tan Yu had already attracted the attention of the militiamen lined up near the city gate, and after taking a step forward, he was stopped by the man beside him.

"Can't go there."

Hong Zijin's voice was low and his tone was not friendly, it sounded like he was reprimanding him.

Talking about it for the second time, Tan Yu stopped and walked back to the carriage.

Hiroko Kim was behind him.

He watched the young man jump onto the carriage deftly, then turned his head to look at him suddenly, and asked, "Are we going back to Hongfu?"

"Yes."

"I thought you would send me to the outer house."

"It's not safe." Hong Zijin explained so briefly, lifted the curtain and stepped into the carriage.

Tan Yu sat down again in the corner, and continued to meditate and exhale just now. There is still no summary of the broken chapters of the heart formula. Maybe Jing Kefeng can find traces... Or, there may be traces to follow in the secret realm.

Just as he was thinking, his earlobe was suddenly touched by warm fingertips.

Turning his face to the side, he faced the face of the young man beside him, who was lowering his head to caress the red mark on his earlobe, and a few strands of light golden hair fell down and brushed the side of his face.

Hong Zijin's gaze slowly shifted from the blood seal to the boy's face.

The two looked at each other in the carriage.

When Hong Zijin withdrew his hand, Tan Yu touched his earlobe himself.

The blood mark of the devil is only mentioned once in the original book. A female demon cultivator branded it with blood in order to imprison the righteous sword cultivator, which is a metaphor for the relationship between the two.In the early years, there were a lot of demon cultivators, but they were killed by monks once or twice, and now most of them are hidden in a few small countries in the west.

The blood mark is not very dangerous, but the caster can know the location of the branded person.

He asked Hong Zijin: "Is there any way to get rid of it?"

"Kill Jing Kefeng," Hong Zijin glanced at him, "or find another demon to cover the demon blood seal, and the previous one will lose its effect."

It is impossible for the male protagonist to die before the ending. If there is such a butterfly effect, it will be stopped by the system.

Thinking of the second method, Tan Yu suddenly lost interest, he was unwilling to be bitten by others.

[You have to pay attention to Jing Kefeng, his whereabouts in the original work are erratic these days.It happened to be the time between the time when the incident at the Cultivation Mountain was revealed and before the trial of the secret realm. In theory, anything could happen during this period. 】Hearing this, the system comforted him, 【Hong Zijin is here, probably won't let you be bitten, he is also a Golden Core cultivator. 】

Just as he was talking, the carriage stopped slowly, and the horse snorted a few times.

"arrive."

Hong Zijin said to him.

When Tan Yu got out of the carriage, he could see the gate of Junyu's mansion with carved walls. The Hong family has been in business for generations, rich and luxurious, and the mansion is also impressive.

Different from Suo's family, Hong's house was very quiet, and the maids around did not speak, they just saluted and left.Tan Yu walked into a courtyard, and as soon as the door closed, the man beside him said to him, "You will live here from now on."

After a pause, he added: "You are not allowed to travel without authorization."

Tan Yu then turned his head: "What do you mean?"

"If you want to go out," Hong Zijin explained to him calmly, "I'll be with you."

Tan Yu was staring at him.

He has some impression of the role of Hong Zijin.I don't like noisy, and I don't like heresy.There was an evil sword spirit in the yard who took up both of these annoying things, but the other party seemed to be quite patient.Just as the system said, it is really loyal.

Tan Yu only responded softly "Got it", and walked into his room.

Hong Zijin stood on the spot, pinching the space between his brows, the look of the young man looking at him just now appeared in front of his eyes, there was not much expression on that face, obviously he was unwilling, but because of his good intentions, he agreed.

He called the maid and ordered: "If the gentleman in the room wants anything, give it to him."

The next day, Tan Yubai got bored and asked for a game of chess pieces with the maid, and started to play Go with the system.Because Suo Shuyue can't come out for a while, and the plot can't advance, these few days are equivalent to a leisurely vacation.

【As long as Jing Kefeng doesn't disturb the plot. 】The system said, 【Put the sunspots in three columns and five rows. 】

Tan Yu asked it: "What will happen if he disrupts the plot?"

[Think of a way to turn back. 】

He was thinking about the next secret plot, the battle between the hero and Suo Shuyue, when there was a knock on the door.

"it's me."

Hiroko Kim's voice.

Tan Yu put down the white piece in his hand, got up and went to open the door.

What came into my eyes was the tall man with long legs, his hair was tied into thin braids and fell casually. At this time, he looked over Tan Yu's shoulder and looked at the chess game on the table.

He probably played Go alone because he was extremely bored.

Hiroko Jin thought so.

At this time, the young man lowered his arm resting on the door frame, raised his chin lightly and said, "Come in and sit down."

Hong Zijin didn't come here to be a guest. He entered the door, sat down at the table, looked around the room, and said: "This morning, a monk went up to practice on the mountain and found a tragic situation on the mountain. After counting the time, the instigator should be Jing Ke. Feng, he has now admitted that it is for revenge."

This is the turning point of the original work. Jing Kefeng's true purpose and ambition are exposed to everyone, which arouses vigilance.

Tan Yu pondered the next plot and said, "You want me to stay away from him."

"Yes," Hong Zijin said, "he is currently in Pingzhou."

Tan Yu couldn't help being a little surprised when he heard this.

No one can tell why Jing Kefeng came to Pingzhou.

Is it for this evil sword?

"He came here today, probably following the traces of the demon's blood seal." Hong Zijin looked at his face with a calm tone, "Jing Kefeng can't enter Hongfu."

Tan Yu said, "Maybe it's for other things,"

"You don't seem to understand...you are an evil sword with a bad reputation." Hong Zijin frowned slightly, "Even if Jing Kefeng takes it away, others will only happily expect you to bite him back."

Tan Yu roughly understood his kind reminder - if the evil sword was taken away, others would not complain.

"But I am not a sword that cannot move."

He thought about it for a while, not quite sure what level the hero's cultivation has reached now. During the time period from the cultivation mountain to the secret realm, no one in the original book fought against Jing Kefeng.

If Jing Kefeng came to grab it, he had to beat Xiejian himself first.

Tan Yu let go of the pawns and had a whim, "I have nothing else to do, let's fight?"

Hiroko Jin looked up at him.

Holding the sword, he has stood up and walked to the side. He has a thin figure, straight back, raised eyebrows, pointed chin, and light-colored full lips. It is easy to think of those who are kept in the house and sleep on the lap of the master Spiritual pet, but he treats people coldly, is not very obedient, and has nothing to do with that obedient pet.

Now he is excited to draw his sword and compete with others.

Hong Zijin only saw his focused gaze during the duel, projecting from the sea blue eyes under the eyelashes, stopping on various sword moves, and not interested in other things, probably due to the nature of the sword spirit.

Hong Zijin looked at him for a while, some untimely thoughts came to his mind, he quickly suppressed it, and pulled out his Star Broken Knife from his waist with his backhand.

"Till now."

He reminded Tan Yu.

The Hong family is one of the most wealthy merchant families on the mainland, but there are also many children who have embarked on the road of cultivation. Hong Zijin is the master of the Huqin sect, and his sword skills are superb. He once won the top three in the trial meeting last year .

Tan Yu caught a glimpse of his Star Broken Knife and asked, "You don't use the long sword anymore?"

Hong Zijin nodded to him: "It is rarely used, do you want me to use the sword?"

"No, just use what you want."

Tan Yu stroked the hilt of the sword, thinking that perhaps Hong Zijin would not compete for the evil sword as stated in the original book, and perhaps it was understandable that the villain and the male lead liked the evil sword, and Hong Zijin was obviously the better sword.

He doesn't know much about sword repair, and there are only two or three monks who use swords in the original book, and the one with the most ink is Hong Zijin, the proud student of the head of the sect, who later became as famous as Jing Kefeng.

[It's hard to say, this plot is late after all, maybe he changed his mind later. 】

【Hiroko Jin also stopped talking. 】The system heard his mental activities, and couldn't help but say to him, 【Probably also see that you are ready to move. 】

The two went to the yard.

Hiroko Jin dismissed the maids and looked at the young man in the middle of the open space.Sword Spirit was standing with his sword in his hand. He usually had a lonely air of not being close to strangers, and it was the same when he raised his sword and walked towards him at this time.

Because of this moment of ecstasy, Hong Zijin cut a sword light in front of his eyes, and the sword strike sparked a large piece of sharp light.

"You're distracted, don't you want to be with me?"

The young man's cold and arrogant face was slightly raised in the white light, and his brows were frowned because of dissatisfaction.

These words are undoubtedly provocative...and also ambiguous.

Hong Zijin looked at him for a moment, jumped up, drew his sword and slashed at him.

Tan Yu's sword moves are very strange.

It is probably what the sword spirit learned before he fell into a deep sleep, flowing clouds and flowing water, but the sword light and blood linger, the black sword in his hand is also entwined with black flames, the murderous intent cuts down like an arc gap, Hong Zijin's star-breaking knife is connected with his The sword tips collided, making a strange tearing sound.

The maids watching the battle from a distance couldn't help but be surprised. Hong Zijin is a well-known monk in Pingzhou, with extremely high cultivation and superb sword skills, but they don't know who this young man with cold and sharp sword skills is, so they can't help discussing.

"I've never seen it before, maybe it's a monk from the Western Regions."

"Since it's the Western Regions... maybe it's a Youshen cultist."

"At first I thought it was the Taoist companion of the third young master, maybe it is."

This was a fierce battle in the courtyard for a long time, the locust trees on both sides had been cut off by the sword energy, and the leaves were scattered, and the young man in white jumped up and made a move, and the sword light instantly surrounded a three-person The branches of the locust tree were dry, and the locust tree fell to the ground.The rain that fell at an unknown time floated in the air, weaving into a fine rain curtain and drowning the tense confrontation between the two.

Tan Yu found a gap and stabbed at him with a sword, Hong Zijin backhanded against his sword sharply, the impact of the sword energy and the shock of the knife made both of them stop their hands at the same time.

Hong Zijin stood beside the fallen tree trunk and touched the blood on his shoulder.Tan Yu in the rain came towards him, lightly and casually slashed his sword in the air, lightning illuminated his pair of blue eyes with interest, like a cat seeing its prey, his pointed jaw dripped drop by drop of rainwater, It hit the back of the hand that was cut with a scar.

"do not fight?"

He asked Hong Zijin.

Hong Zijin didn't speak, but frowned, because it seemed that Tan Yu hadn't had enough time yet.

Seeing that he was silent, Tan Yu wiped off the water stains on the sword. He stood on the steps, looked down at Hong Zijin, and a sharp reflection shone on his face.

Hong Zijin glanced at his bleeding hand and said, "Enough here, let the maid give you the medicine."

After all, I'm going to tell the maid.

Tan Yu's breath was not stable, his lips were slightly parted and panting, he brushed his forehead hair that was wet by the rain, took a step down, and said with a frown: "No need."

He turned back into the hall, where he was standing wet at the table pouring water.

There is the voice of the system silently reading the narration of the plot. He is thinking about Hong Zijin's sword skills just now, and thinking about who is more similar to Hong Zijin's character, and he is absent-minded for a while.

The shoulder was held down by a hand.

The young man was standing beside him, holding a wooden medicine box in his hand, looked at the bloodstains on his arm sleeves cut by the knife, and asked, "Can sword spirits take medicine?"

"do not know."

Tan Yu is even more unclear than him.

The monks suffered from internal and external injuries, and most of them would take elixir to heal quickly.

Whether the sword spirit is applicable is still unknown.

Hong Zijin took the medicine for external use in his hand, and asked, "Let me help you, or you apply the medicine yourself."

Tan Yu naturally applied the medicine himself, took the trauma medicine and went back to the room to change his wet clothes, applied it casually, then returned to the hall, and put the medicine on the table.The maid was hurrying past, saluted him, and picked up the medicine on the table.

He asked the maid: "Has Hong Zijin gone back to rest? He is also injured."

"The young master's injury is not easy to deal with, just returned to the room." The maid said.

"He doesn't take the elixir?"

The maid glanced at him and replied, "The young master doesn't need those right now."

This sounds like a detail that was not included in the original book.

[Go and see. 】The system said.

Tan Yu walked to the bedroom, knocked on the door three times, and said, "It's me."

The door opened, and the man was naked to the waist. His blond hair was half-wet and curled around his shoulders. On the arm close to the shoulder was a scar that had been soaked white by the rain, and the bones were deeply visible.

"What's wrong." Hong Zijin saw him staring at his arm.

Tan Yu turned his gaze to his face, "Can't you take medicine?"

As soon as Hong Zijin heard it, he knew that it was his maid who said something that shouldn't be said to him, so he frowned and said, "It's just that you can't take medicine."

"Did you get a Gu?"

Tan Yu guessed.

"No."

"I'll help you with the medicine."

Tan Yu said that he entered the room and shook the golden sore medicine in his hand.

His tone couldn't be discerned to be friendly and joking, it was completely calm as usual.

Hong Zijin stared at his face and did not refuse.

The ten fingers are slender and fair, and at this moment they are holding a roll of cloth soaked in medicinal powder, making the cloth look yellow and dull.

The man sat in the chair by the table, and Tan Yu leaned over to get close to the muscular upper arm, wrapping the cloth round and round.

His fingers are cold.

Hong Zijin could feel the touch and temperature of his fingertips on his arm, and the boy's cold fingertips were slowly grazing his skin.

He raised his face, Tan Yuzheng's downcast eyes were concentrated, there was not much expression on his face, and he didn't ask him why he couldn't take the medicine.

This indifferent face was so close to his body that he could almost feel a layer of breath caressing his shoulder ambiguously.

Those complicated emotions reappeared in Hong Zijin's heart again.

Tan Yu is the soul of an ancient evil sword, which once devoured the lives of all its masters and spread its notoriety far and wide.

...is also his friend's pet.

At this time, the boy had already tied a knot casually, straightened up, turned around to put the medicine powder, and his slender eyelashes left two shadows on his cheeks.

"Let's go." After he said that, he turned around without hesitation, and the pair of blue agate earrings were a little heavy, shaking slightly.

Hong Zijin grabbed his arm.

Only then did Tan Yu look back at him.

The man's wheat-colored strong right hand was clasping his wrist, and his blue eyes were staring at him dimly. Even when the four eyes met, he did not withdraw his hand, but slowly clenched it tightly.

Tan Yu frowned suddenly: "What's wrong?"

"Have you started to bite him back?" the man asked him slowly.

It was not the first time Tan Yu was asked such a thing by him.

He replied: "You care so much about Suo Shuyue's safety, you should leave me at Suo's house."

"You should break the contract with him...he treats you very well."

"Why are you making decisions for him?"

Hong Zijin stared at him, and was silent for a few seconds. His upper body was bare, and his figure was tall and strong. Even sitting in front of him gave people an obvious sense of oppression.

"I thought the evil sword was ominous from the very beginning," he said to Tan Yu.

If Tan Yu is a sword, it is more suitable to be placed in a closed warehouse.

Now he is in the shape of a sword spirit, a young man who is good at swordsmanship, he might have to be imprisoned with iron chains to lock his slender and pale hands and feet... so that he cannot devour the Lord.

Tan Yu just glanced at him and said to him: "This has nothing to do with you."

The man didn't answer, but looked at him darkly with dark green eyes, with a complicated expression on his face, and his hands were still holding onto him tightly.

Tan Yu continued: "Young Master Hong, you should suggest to Suo Shuyue."

He lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand to touch the man's injured upper arm which had just been wrapped in cloth, and pressed down with his fingertips gently, staring at Hong Zijin's blue eyes which were calm, cold and contemptuous.

Tan Yu used some strength to pull his hand out.

The door was ajar, and before he walked to the door, the swordsman behind him had silently followed Shang Li.

Hiroko's golden and green pupils watched him slowly, as if mixed with thousands of thoughts, looked at him thoughtfully, and said, "Maybe you are right."

Tan Yu didn't know which sentence he was referring to.

He also stared at Hong Zijin's expression, thinking that if this person is the character consciousness of some world, which one should it be before?

The half-closed door was half open, and the maid who came outside bowed and bowed her head, saying, "Master Suo has arrived..." Before she finished speaking, a tall young man in brocade clothes stepped outside, wearing a jade pendant and A long sword is walking quickly.

Tan Yu looked up from the pair of leather boots and landed on Suo Shuyue's face.

The young man raised the corners of his lips slightly towards him, raised his eyebrows and said, "I finally came out... But why are you in Hong Zijin's bedroom?"