What did the cannon fodder do wrong?

Yue Zhezhi didn't sleep after closing the door tightly, he sank his mind and practiced with his eyes closed based on habit.

Although his cultivation was very slow, he never gave up his cultivation, probably because he was still looking forward to returning to his youthful glory.

At the other end, Qingxin Pavilion, Rong Yan has already come out of Qingxin Pavilion.He stood aside and said with a smile: "Senior brother Rong has subdued his inner demons and re-cultivated the ruthless way, so please tell who is the one who broke your ruthless way, so as to completely cut off the root of emotion."

Rong Yan looked at the somewhat gray and black sky, which was scattered with cold stars.

"How to cut it off completely?"

Crane restrained his smile, and said calmly: "Generally speaking, to completely cut off means to kill those who break the ruthless way, but we are decent after all and cannot do such a thing. Therefore, to completely cut off the root of emotion means to enter the illusion, Kill those who break their ruthless way.

After killing, everything in the illusion will be integrated into memory and become "fact". "

Rong Yan withdrew his gaze from looking at the gray and black sky, and said, "I will enter the illusion by myself."

Crane heard what he meant.

—Will not say who that person is.

His expression changed a few times, He took out his jade tablet and contacted Cheng Wenyun.After a while, he cut off contact, and said in a steady voice, "His Holiness said yes."

"Thank you." Rong Yan nodded.

He said: "Senior Brother Rong, you are welcome." He said, throwing a compass according to the direction of the wolf star in the sky.The moment the compass was thrown, a red wedding sticker fell out at the same time.

He hurriedly picked up the wedding stickers and handed them to Rong Yan: "I forgot to give you the wedding stickers from the Yue Family, inviting you direct brothers and sisters to attend the senior brother's wedding."

He didn't notice, when he said this, Rong Yan lowered his eyes.

Rong Yan took the wedding sticker and opened it. The wedding sticker said Yue Zhezhi and Wang Li, the wedding time.

Clenching the wedding sticker tightly with his fingers, his joints turned white, Rong Yan closed the wedding sticker for a moment, handed it back to the crane, his voice was like jade falling into ice.

"No need, no time."

Hearing this, He didn't ask whether he really wasn't free. He nodded in response, put away the wedding invitation, and raised his hand to press the compass floating in the air.After the compass is pressed, several criss-crossing blue lines emerge, and the blue lines go straight into the ground, outlining a hazy mirror.

The hazy mirror surface is like mercury, glowing with layers of light.

Rong Yan stepped directly into the hazy mirror, and a wave of light glowed from the mirror.

Tsurumi Rong Yan entered the illusion, and was about to tell the venerable, but suddenly found that there was a devilish energy floating inside the compass from nowhere.

The compass is affected by the magic energy, and what it transmits is not an illusion, but a real location. Passing through the mirror, the opposite is the person who broke his face and ruthlessly.

Thinking of what he said about killing the person who broke the ruthless way, He's expression changed drastically.

Got it!

In the room, Yue Zhezhi in a snow-colored imperial robe was wearing a mask and sitting cross-legged on the futon to practice. His hands were folded together, and the hem of his clothes fell to the ground, as soft as gauze.

On the third week of running the spiritual power, Yue Zhezhi stopped practicing, and planned to see how Yue Haoshuai was doing after staying up all night.

He opened his eyes, only to find two figures reflected on the ground, one of which almost covered his own figure, and there was a cold light between them.

Yue Zhezhi looked at the figure on the ground, his pupils shrunk, and he immediately thought that Yue Haoshuai was overwhelmed, and wanted to cut him in a fit of rage.

It's not that Yue Haoshuai didn't do anything to cut him with a knife when he was a child.

Yue Zhezhi's nerves were tense, he glanced at the saber that was placed aside, and with a twist of his fingertips, a poisoned throwing knife came out.

The flying knife shone a cold light on the snow-white wall, turning into a poisonous snake and flying towards the person behind him. With a sound of "Zheng--", the flying knife broke in two, and the venom and spiritual power contained in it collapsed.

The flying knife is made of black iron, so it cannot be broken easily.

When did Yue Haoshuai become so powerful?

Yue Zhezhi sank his heart, he turned out Zhang Fubi, and the Fubi pulled out a few spells in the air. Just as he was about to finish, the mask that was firmly worn on his face suddenly slipped down!

Yue Zhezhi was startled, he didn't care to finish it, and freed up a hand to press the mask that had slipped to the tip of his nose.

As soon as the fingertips touched the mask, a sword light appeared on Yue Zhezhi's neck, and Yue Zhezhi recognized that the sword light came from the Tianheng Silver Sword.The sword light of the Tianheng silver sword was extremely sharp, and it was no problem to cut off a person's head. Yue Zhezhi froze immediately, and the mask fell to the hem of his clothes.

"Rong Rongyan?"

When Yue Zhezhi called out Rong Yan, Jian Guang suddenly cracked and shattered into pieces of light.

Yue Zhezhi heard the person behind him coughing from distance, and suddenly felt a burst of warmth from the back of his neck.

Yue Zhezhi raised his hand to touch the back, and found bright red blood.

The blood was warm and a little warm.

Before he had time to think about how Rong Yan, who was punished into the Qingxin Pavilion, would appear here, Yue Zhezhi stood up subconsciously, and turned to look at Rong Yan.

"What's wrong with you? Did you come to me for luck? Don't worry, I need a medium right away." Yue Zhezhi's voice stopped abruptly.

Rong Yan clenched the Tianheng silver sword tightly, his face was pale, his lips were stained with scarlet blood, he gritted his teeth tightly, his expression painful.Yue Zhezhi got closer and found that he was operating the spirit art to suppress the inner demons.

Yue Zhezhi had seen the Ling Jue that suppressed the demons before, so he recognized it at a glance.

In "Supreme", Rong Yan never had any demons.

Yue Zhezhi suddenly remembered the unsolved mystery before: why Rong Yan's hair turned white, and he returned to the sect after finishing his training.

Could it be that, besides the reason of his stealing luck, there is also the reason of inner demon?

Yue Zhezhi thought of this, and realized that the plot of the original novel was almost completely derailed. His scalp was numb, he quickly touched the ground, stepped aside, and then took out the communication talisman to inform the master.

I haven't told you yet, what is wrapped around my waist.

There was a flower in front of Yue Zhezhi's eyes, and his head fell on Rong Yan's chest. Rong Yan looked thin, but in fact his muscles were strong, and his body felt extremely powerful.

Yue Zhezhi threw his head on his chest, his forehead hurt a little, he apologized again and again, Yue Zhezhi immediately wanted to stay away from Rong Yan, the next moment, he was surrounded by Rong Yan, clasped the back of his head, and pressed his lips.

Yue Zhezhi:! !

A bloody smell permeated his lips, Yue Zhezhi was stunned, he came to his senses, raised his hand and pushed Rong Yan away.

However, he couldn't push him away, Rong Yan held him, like hunting prey, violently pried open his lips and teeth without any skill, kissed and bit him lightly.

The difference in strength was too great, Rong Yan's extremely strong pressure directly pressed on Yue Zhezhi.Yue Zhezhi seemed to be caught in the eye of the storm, his limbs were torn by the coercion, he tasted the blood from Rong Yan's mouth, and he also tasted the blood from Rong Yan biting his lip.

Yue Zhezhi was so painful that his eyes blurred for a moment, he raised the communication talisman with difficulty, and meditated on Master, something happened to your little apprentice, crazy——

pain!

The coercion on Rong Yan unscrupulously radiated, Yue Zhezhi was crushed to the point of collapse, his whole body ached, his fingers trembled, and the communication symbols that had not been activated slipped from between his fingers and fluttered to the ground.

A thin layer of frost formed on the ground centered on Rong Yan.

The communication talisman fell on the ground with a thin layer of frost, as if encountering a flame, a few wisps of white mist sprang up and exploded suddenly.

Yue Zhezhi heard the sound of the communication talisman exploding, and felt a burning pain on his lips, his skin was bitten.

Panting twice, he was like a drowning man, tightly grabbing the skirt of Rong Yan's clothes, so that he would not be under pressure, because of the pain, he knelt down directly.

After an unknown amount of time, when Yue Zhezhi was about to suffocate and thought of his last words, Rong Yansong opened his mouth.

Rong Yan raised his hand to wipe the moisture on Yue Zhezhi's lips, his fingertips were covered with thin calluses, like the deadly threat brought by the sharp blade of the Tianheng silver sword, rubbing the wound on Yue Zhezhi's lips ached.

"I hate you" Rong Yan whispered, his voice slightly hoarse, he looked at Yue Zhezhi in this extremely real illusion, "I really hate you."

The exhaled breath hit the side of Yue Zhezhi's face, Yue Zhezhi panted and dodged, and looked in horror at the protagonist "Rong Yan" of the ruthless way in "Supreme".

The moment he looked at Rong Yan, a numb feeling came out.

Yue Zhezhi smelled the fragrance coming from her body.

He realized that the Luding physique was activated because of being too close to others.

Yue Zhezhi's expression suddenly turned embarrassing, he forced himself to loosen the hand that was holding Rong Yan's skirt, and hurriedly carried Rong Yan on his back to find out the suppressant medicine and wanted to swallow one, so as to suppress the attacking physique.

Biansheng Rong Yan grabbed his wrist and refused to let go.

Yue Zhezhi has a slender wrist, and because of the coercion, it hurts to grasp it lightly, and Yue Zhezhi let go of his hand in pain.

As soon as he let go, the inhibitor fell to the ground and rolled under the bookshelf.

But fortunately, the suppressant medicine is packed in a black stone bottle, which will not break.

Yue Zhezhi looked at the mysterious stone bottle that had rolled to the bottom of the bookshelf, feeling anxious in his heart. He endured the numbness and the command that was about to be breathed out, his eyes were red and his body softened, and said: "I know you hate me, you put it away first. Let me go, I'll pick up the mysterious stone bottle, after that you want to kill me or cut me, you can do anything!"

Yue Zhezhi's heart fell on suppressing medicine, he said perfunctorily, trying to appease Rong Yan first with perfunctory.

Although I don't know exactly what is going on with Rong Yan now.

"Let me do anything?" Rong Yan only listened to his last bit of perfunctory, he slightly loosened his grip on Yue Zhezhi's wrist, and asked in a low voice.

Seeing the opportunity, Yue Zhezhi thought quickly, and quickly said, "You can do whatever you want."

As soon as Yue Zhezhi finished speaking, he vacated and was thrown onto the couch by Rong Yan.The cool fingertips caressed Yue Zhezhi's temples, lips, neck, and finally fell to the lapel.

Rong Yan pressed on his lapel: "Is it up to me?"