Reborn with the Tyrant [Cultivation]

Xuehuai did what she said.Although he didn't tell Yuncuo, but after that day, he really started to only wear those few colors.Dark red, dark green, red maple, heavy inkstone and snow white, Yun Cuo is dull, but watching him change clothes day by day, it is a beauty that he can understand, and he also vaguely figured out the meaning.

But when he went to ask Xuehuai, Xuehuai didn't admit it, she just raised her eyes and looked at him with a smile, and said deliberately: "You say yes, you are stupid."

He then warned him: "I will take it seriously again! Xuehuai!"

Xuehuai said: "Then you should take it seriously."

Yun Cuo was very happy, and behind his back, he also made a coat of various colors.When Xuehuai wears red, he must also wear red.Xuehuai's clothes were accidentally touched by someone outside, and when he came back to change one, he would definitely change it into the same one without anyone noticing.

Gradually, someone discovered it, and it was passed on in an ambiguous and novel way, and many stories about the two of them having something or not.Xuehuai later listened to several versions, all of which were different, and they all went to them.

Junior Sister also came to him and told him: "Senior Brother Xue, you and Junior Brother Yun used to be very low-key. Others thought your marriage contract was in name only. There are many people who have a crush on you and Junior Brother Yun. Now they are all sad. There are still many people who arrange you. I went to register for the lower-level sword training class yesterday, and I just heard someone say that you are not good, that you have ulterior motives to get close to Junior Brother Yun."

Xuehuai remained calm: "Then what? What did you do to him?"

The little junior sister gave him a reproachful look, and said in a low voice, "Stupid! Senior brother, you beat him up and got out of the limelight. I just pretended I didn't hear it, and told them when I registered that Junior Brother Yun should have come to register this time, but He went to tell Senior Brother Xuehuai a bedtime story, but he is not free. The faces of those people are all green!"

Xue Huai laughed out loud: "It's outrageous."

The little junior sister winked and asked him again: "Senior Brother, Junior Brother Yun really tells stories every day to lull you to sleep?"

Xuehuai immediately denied it: "No, no, don't listen to his nonsense, he insists on telling stories, and I can't stop him. Little Tao listens more seriously than I do."

"Coax Xuehuai to sleep" has recently become one of Yuncuo's daily activities.

Now that they are in bed together, the man is still bound.Said that he didn't expect a certain aspect to be impossible—Xuehuai found that Xiao Yuncuo had been carrying it hard all night several times, but it happened that Yuncuo pretended to be asleep by himself, and when he got on the bed, he didn't even dare to look at him , So I coaxed him to sleep as if trying to hide it, read him the sword manual or biography I found, and coaxed him to sleep.

Therefore, Xuehuai didn't have a chance to tease him.

He felt that since he had taken advantage of his previous life, by now he was 20 years older than Yun Cuo.Then the youthfulness of his fiancé-in-law is not incomprehensible.

He originally wanted to leave on the second day of the trial, but a prophet who is famous for his six-line judgment and secrecy in the fairy world recently came to Murong Mountain Gate, and it is said that he wanted to apply for the position of monk.

He wanted to have fun, so he went to ask the other party if he could calculate when the next catastrophe would come. The prophet took a wooden stick and drew it on the six-line plate, and said, "It's imminent, let's do it in ten days."

Ten days later, that is, within ten days, none of his three thunderbolts came down.

The forecaster's forecasting skills are surprisingly accurate, and he has never reversed the signboard, at least it is much more reliable than Xuehuai's half-baked forecasting skills.

He quickly calculated the time and went to Murong Jinchuan to ask for leave after seven or eight days, saying that he wanted to go back and have a look.

To his surprise, Murong Jinchuan agreed to his request for leave without asking much, and he didn't even use the lie he made up.

Murong Jinchuan just stroked his beard and said: "That's fine, you will inherit two families in the future. You can't lose the fairy mountain here, and you can't lose the deep flower terrace over there. I might as well let you go back for a few days and exercise on both sides. There are no gaps. Xiaohuai, You are a family lover, but the teacher knows that you are not a person who indulges in emotions and desires, so don't forget to cultivate your mind when you go home, understand?"

Murong Jinchuan has always been strict with him, except for the small residence on the top of the mountain where he and his wife live, Xuehuai must address him as Master in other places and at all times, not Grandpa.

Xuehuai: "...Yes, Master."

Before leaving, he suddenly understood something, turned back to look at his grandfather, with a smile hidden in his eyes, as if he suddenly realized: "Then... who are you talking about people who indulge in emotions and desires?"

Murong Jinchuan glared at him: "Who are you talking about? Take care of your Taoist companion, I will deal with him later."

As soon as Xuehuai walked out, she saw Yuncuo waiting for him outside.

As soon as he came out, Yun Cuo came to him and asked him, "Are you on leave? When are you leaving?"

Xue embraced her hands and looked at him: "What's the matter, Young Master Yun, do you really want me to leave quickly?"

Yun Cuo choked on him, but his expression was more serious than usual: "Don't be kidding, Xuehuai, if you want to go back, I'll send someone to meet you outside the mountain gate."

He remembered clearly that the last time Xuehuai crossed the catastrophe, he only passed three small thunders.In the last period of Xuehuai's previous life, he was at the silver core level. If he came here directly with his cultivation base like him, then there are still three big thunders to pass in the golden core stage of Ascension.

He vaguely guessed that Xuehuai wanted to ask for leave because she wanted to avoid their thunder disaster, so as not to... arouse suspicion.Shenhuatai also has a fairy cover, Xuehuai's going back to cross the catastrophe is not a problem, and the recuperation period can be better, with someone to take care of her, which is more comprehensive than at the Murong Mountain Gate.

But there is also the possibility of sudden lightning disaster at any time on the road. If Xuehuai set a time, he would also contact Xuehuai to meet him, so as not to encounter any accidents.

But Xuehuai didn't talk to him properly, he came over and walked back holding his arm, and said solemnly: "How do you respond? Let eighty phoenixes open the way, Qilin, Pixiu, Garuda welcome, Dongjun Will the guard of honor of Jin Luan take me back?"

Yun wrongly glanced at him, as if thinking about it.He quickly replied, "If you want to do that, fine. But you have to tell me when you're leaving."

Seeing that he was serious, Xuehuai hurriedly said: "I'm just kidding, don't take it seriously."

Yun Cuo still said seriously: "You can do whatever you want, Xuehuai, it's nothing. I can give you whatever you want in the future."

"..." Xuehuai couldn't stand this man's straightforwardness, so she hurriedly replied perfunctorily, "Okay, okay, I understand, but I don't need it this time, don't worry. I will leave in ten days, and I still have ten days to accompany me You, what do you think?"

Yun Cuo's brows were furrowed even tighter.

He remembered that the day before yesterday, Xue Huai had just told him personally that he could put aside the meditation method for a while.

Today I also said that the time for asking for leave can be postponed.Yesterday before Xuehuai took him out, she told him that she had invited the Raven of the Underworld to look for her mother's old things, so she wanted to follow her back to have a look.

Yun Cuo originally thought that Xuehuai had the same reason as he practiced meditation, to find out the cause of death in his previous life-he couldn't accept that he lost Xuehuai.He couldn't accept that the obsession from his previous life had continued into this life—a well-behaved person turned into a pile of loess in a day and night, and was delivered to him lightly.

But Xuehuai's death involved too many people, and when Xuehuai was gone, he suddenly realized that without Xuehuai, he was nothing—a militaristic tyrant, once he lost his military adviser, he would be completely empty. Everyone can stand on the opposite side of him.

He became the fairy lord, and personally ordered the conquest of Baifengxueyuan, the lair of the demons, and the demons hated him; he was half of the non-celestial blood, and he broke up the rest of the competing forces by force; he was willful, arbitrary, and never refused. communicate with anyone.

They knew all too well where he was.

Xuehuai died, and his heart also died.

Maybe there is someone behind it, maybe there isn't.If there is, the mastermind behind the scenes may be everyone he knows, and they are all created by him - without him, a foolish monarch, and Xuehuai, a hated Zuo protector, would not exist.

When he first came to this life, when he met Xuehuai for the first time, he also met that so-called stepbrother.He thought for a long time before he remembered his name, and at that moment he noticed something was wrong.

In her previous life, Xuehuai cared about two things, one was her career with him, and the other was her family.Yun Cuo didn't have much contact with Xue He, but he will never forget that when Xue Zong was seriously ill and broke his oath to send a signed marriage letter, this person came out and rejected him.

He didn't ask much at the time, because he wasn't expecting anything at all.

How can a person like him dare to ask him to be willing?Xuehuai's father insisted on making a five-year agreement. What he was worried about was his identity, his bloodline, his uncontrollable cultivation that would collapse at any time, and his sinister and inferior character.

At that time, Xue Huaiyi took care of Xue Zong in a puzzled manner, and then immediately petitioned him to go to war, and his attitude towards him became more and more indifferent.The two can't see each other all year round, and they only talk about official business when passing letters.Armed by the omnipresent war and bloody smell, he tried his best to hide his fear—the fact that Xuehuai was alienating him.

He thought about tying Xuehuai back from the battlefield and locking him in the cave where he practiced since he was a child, so that no one could see him. He wanted to build a cage to imprison his sweetheart.

The only thing he didn't dare to ask him personally was if he would like to be with him.

What does Xuehuai like about him now?

At this moment, Yun Cuo felt hazy for a moment.

In this life, he used his greatest rationality to face Xuehuai's death. He suspected Xuehuai's family and friends. For this reason, he practiced meditation day and night, but failed three times.

He felt that the person in front of him was from his previous life, and Xuehuai should be with him, looking for the truth of his previous life, even though Xuehuai didn't know anything yet.

But Xuehuai stopped observing the mind, and there may be his reasons for this—after all, the observation of the mind is unstable, and the cultivation level at the Golden Core stage may not be enough.

But why is it that he is going to go through a catastrophe, but why do he still have ten days to go home?

Could it be that Xuehuai was really just looking for a relic of Murong Mi?

Yun Cuo's fingers were slightly stiff.

He didn't understand.

Everything in this life has changed. The reason may not be that Xuehuai also followed, but that he has interfered with too many things through his two collars—maybe Xuehuai has not been reborn, but the one who was sent by him in this life. The sachet reminded me that I wanted to find more relics of my mother.

Being hit on the wrong side by him, he wishfully recognized him as the same person in his previous life.

The two possibilities were fiercely intertwined in his mind, making it impossible for him to speak.

He heard his own voice asking: "Xuehuai... why do you like me?"

If it hadn't been forcibly suppressed, an imperceptible tremor could almost be heard in this voice.

Xuehuai didn't hear it, he was in a good mood and planned to teach Yun Cuo to recognize colors in the sudden extra ten days——

He pursed his lips and smiled, teasing him: "Me? I didn't say I like you. When did I say I like you?"

As soon as the words fell, he remembered that he had made too many mistakes today, and this young man couldn't bear the jokes.So he quickly added: "There's just... no reason."

He tilted his head and looked at him with clear eyes: "Well, this...it's a long story, but maybe we had a relationship because we were so stupid and hateful in the previous life and missed you, so we have to find it in this life." Come on. I think we are meant to be together, what do you think?"

When he said the four words "I just think", it was with a kind of willful stubbornness, as if he was the only one in the world who was the most reasonable.

Yun Cuo looked away and said yes softly.

He stretched out his hand and held Xuehuai's hand tightly.

Just now the idea was overturned again, or simply put——Xuehuai was reborn like him, but she didn't feel any doubt about her own death, so she easily threw away the mind observation method and thunder disaster.

Something is not quite right.

Xuehuai seems to have fully accepted the new life, and no longer has any nostalgia for the previous life.He made such a clear decision, which made Yun Cuo a little confused.

Xuehuai no longer cared about the things in her previous life.

Then how should he apologize to him?What kind of mood does Xuehuai have, and chooses to be with him in this life?

His inner demon is Xuehuai's death, but Xuehuai doesn't care about it anymore, will he never be able to solve it?

The two intertwined their fingers, and slowly walked towards the place where swordsmen practiced, the highest Yunjian Peak in the whole sect.

During this period of trials for the whole sect, everyone was free and lazy.It seems that only Yuncuo and Xuehuai have reached a tacit agreement on this matter - they ate food, went shopping, and bought all the things they went out to buy. Thinking about it, it seems that there is nothing else to do, so let's practice.

After the little junior sister heard about it, her teeth were itchy: "You two! I'm really mad at you. You actually secretly cultivated while everyone was playing. You are all big liars. Let's go! You two cultivating crazy demons, cheating my feelings, I will never help you cover up again, hum."

After finishing speaking, she took her beautiful and exquisite floaty sleeves and angrily went to play with her fiancé-in-law.Only the two of them were left in the place where sword repairers usually gathered for practice.

Looking at the fine white mist among the clouds, Xuehuai shook Yun Cuo's hand: "Take me up, let's practice there, okay?"

Yun Cuo looked at him in surprise, remembering his fear in the illusion last time, a look of worry appeared on his face: "How about we just..."

"No, I'm going there to practice." Xue Huai looked at him firmly, then narrowed her eyes, and begged him softly, "You will stay with me, won't you, Yun...Xiao Lang?"

Hearing the last three words, Yuncuo grabbed his hand awkwardly, and softened without any resistance: "Okay, I'll take you there, but don't hold on, okay, Xuehuai?"

Seeing that Xuehuai hadn't moved, he asked him again: "I didn't ask you last time, what happened to you at that time?"

Last time he didn't even have time to ask, Xuehuai jumped up and kissed him, he was dizzy for several days, and he never thought of asking him what was going on - it's strange if he remembered.

Xuehuai thought for a while, and made up a reason for herself: "When I was a child, I was kidnapped by my father's business rival. The other side asked my father to replace me with a magic weapon, or he would kill me. Later they let people go At that time, I was thrown in a place where there was fog everywhere and I couldn’t see anything clearly. At that time, I was very scared and thought I was going to die. So now I am afraid when I come to this kind of place.”

Once bitten, twice shy.When Xuehuai mentioned this matter to him, it suddenly occurred to him that he had been kidnapped before, but it was not when he was a child, but after Murong Mi passed away.

Being kidnapped is a compulsory course for every teenager in aristocratic families. Xuehuai was actually very calm at the time, and didn't think much of it afterwards.The kidnapper was also surprised. He was full of malice towards him who was eleven or twelve years old. He didn't urge him to ask his family for money, and he didn't let him do anything. He just asked him repeatedly: "Oh? Personal? Xiao Xianlang, does your father still want you?"

He is 12 years old, and he is a mature young master of the Xue family.He thought to himself that regardless of Xue Zong's promise not to marry again, if he dotes on him so much, he definitely won't let him go.Even if his father doesn't want him anymore, there are still grandparents to go to.

He was thrown in a dark place by himself, and when the little Taotie he picked up sneaked over and bit off the immortal chains that bound him—the gluttonous ghost was thus successfully recognized by the Xue family, and no one persuaded Xue anymore. Throw it away.

"Where's the kidnapper?" Xue Huai heard Yun wrongly ask, she escaped from the memory, and met his eyes that concealed hostility in a blink of an eye, "How is he?"

Xuehuai thought for a while: "It seems that according to the law of the fairy world, it was supposed to be sent to the underworld for 500 years of suppression, but my father felt that it was not enough to relieve his anger, so he... shaved off the bones of that person's whole body."

Speaking of this, he lightly dismissed it, and he didn't like this kind of topic very much.Yun Cuo stopped asking, but tightened his hand again, and touched the back of his hand with his fingertips soothingly, but his whole body was still tense, as if he was brooding over his inability to remember the past. The kidnapper's hand blade.

He took him to the highest mountain, the mountain called "Among the Clouds".

The more he went up, the colder Xuehuai's palms became, and when he finally stood in the mist where he couldn't see clearly, his voice was already a little trembling.

Yun Cuo held him quietly, didn't say anything, but kept close to him.After waiting up, he suddenly let go of Xuehuai's hand, and at that moment Xuehuai panicked, Yiyun Cuo was about to separate from him like last time, but Yun Cuo just put his hand down and came over to hug him again. His shoulders, protecting his whole body in his arms.

He led him to an impressive direction, then patted Xuehuai's back reassuringly, and led him to lean down slowly, sitting on a place that felt like a stone.

Yun Cuo sat down beside him, cross-legged and meditating, shoulders touching shoulders.

Because someone was by her side, Xuehuai gradually calmed down after the initial burst of tension.He closed his eyes, deliberately ignoring the thick white mist around him, and only felt the sound of his and Yuncuo's slow breathing.

"Are you going to sit here all the time?" he asked.

Yun Cuo's cheek was barely a palm away from him, and it was almost impossible to see clearly.In the haze, he could only hear his voice: "I will, Xuehuai, this is where I usually meditate."

Xuehuai felt relieved, tentatively retracted her hand from Yun Cuo, and meditated luckily.

Every time the breath moves a small circle, Xuehuai will be distracted, and then poke in the direction of Yuncuo.

Less than half a foot, when he poked Yun Cuo's hard chest, he would withdraw his hand.Yun Cuo will also say: "I am here, Xuehuai."

Xuehuai let out a "huh".

He began to get rid of his fear, thinking it was a bit amusing: "Say, poking and moving, what is this?"

"Xuehuai, don't think I didn't hear you scolding me." Yun Cuo seemed to be happy to see him relying on him, and also happy that he could slowly adapt to this environment, with a smile in his voice, "You will always Come to me to practice, okay?"

Xuehuai muttered: "Um..."

Yun Cuo seized the opportunity and wanted to persuade him: "If you don't want to, if you are a little afraid, then I will go to your place, okay? I will go to the spiritual cave to practice alone in a while."

Xuehuai raised her eyes, trying to cast a sideways glance at him—only she saw the misty mist.The white mist is so thick that it actually feels like water to the touch.

He couldn't see Yun Cuo, and Yun Cuo naturally couldn't see his playful eyes.

Xuehuai asked him: "Are you inviting me to double cultivation with you?"

Immediately there was no sound.

Xuehuai held back her smile and waited patiently.

After a while, Yun Cuo's stuttering voice came over: "Just, when you want to do something, I will protect the law for you. Sometimes I need to practice, and you will also protect the law for me, okay?"

Xue Huai chased after her and beat her fiercely: "But I want to cultivate both."

Another moment of silence.

Then came the low voice that could not hold back in panic: "Don't talk nonsense, Xuehuai, you are still too young."

small?

Xuehuai thought, obviously he himself is two months younger than him.

A boy of this age, besides this kind of thing, is still thinking about this kind of thing, Xuehuai knows it without asking.In his previous life, he himself had always been a person who was not very lustful, calm and prudent, but it didn't prevent him from hearing about how some soldiers in the army would act foolishly and what was going on in their minds.He also received several vulgar and provocative love letters, and the writers of these love letters were all cleaned up by him without exception.

He started to play around, and quickly announced: "Okay, then you will bring me over to practice together in the future."

Yun Cuo gave a low "hmm".

Before Xuehuai could poke him, he stretched out his hand to touch, touched Xuehuai's shoulder, then took his hand down and held it firmly.

Yun wrongly said: "If I practice now, will you protect the Dharma for me?"

Xuehuai had nothing to do anyway, so she said, "Okay, what do you need me to do?"

"Hold my hand." Yun said wrongly.

Xuehuai then stretched out the other hand, groping and testing, holding Yun Cuo's hand with both hands.The white mist was so vast that he couldn't even see the hair hanging down his shoulders, but he knew that there was someone in front of him.

He was distracted, thinking of some vulgar fairy tales, such as the stories Xue Zong told him when he was a child, which scared him.At that time, when he went out with his parents, he always only wanted to be held by his mother for a walk, so his father told him, why if you keep holding someone's hand and walking at night, then you will see the person in front of you change as you walk. Became a ghost.

At that time, Xuezong purely didn't want him to occupy his mother for too long, but Xuehuai was soft and cute when she was a child, and she was timid, so she was still frightened.It wasn't until he picked up a real gluttonous ghost and went home that he was not so afraid of this story.

The wind blows, and the clouds gather and disperse.There was a faint fragrance on Yun Cuo's body, which was the smell of the sachet prepared by Xuehuai for him - bluegrass and marigold, ageratum and white sandalwood, so he knew he was there.

Yun Cuo started to practice, and through his slightly warm palms, Xuehuai gradually sensed that he was in luck and turnover.He buckled his Yuji, Laogong, and Yanggu three places, and slowly crossed them with the breath of the wood spirit root, cooperating with the speed and direction of Yuncuo's luck, and protecting Yuncuo's Qi veins.

He used to protect him with water spirit roots, and water has nothing to do with Yuncuo's earth spirit roots.Now it is replaced by wood, wood can overcome the quiet and uneven miscellaneous breath in the root of the cloud, and it is even more consistent and stable than in the previous life.

He heard Yun Cuo ask: "Xuehuai, was the sky blue on the day we practiced? I often hear the word sky blue, and I have also heard the word sky blue."

"What about the color of the lake? Is it blue too?"

Xuehuai let out a "huh" and didn't react for a while: "What are you doing?"

Yun Cuo's voice was filled with unspeakable tenderness and slight joy: "I'm practicing meditation."

Xuehuai froze for a moment, and immediately cursed: "Why didn't you tell me about such an important practice?"

For spells of this level, it is necessary to set up the magic circle at least three days in advance, and take tranquilizing drugs to prevent the mind from getting lost.It not only has high requirements for practitioners, but also for Dharma protectors.

Xuehuai was about to chirp at Yun Cuo for his reckless behavior when he was interrupted by Yun Cuo——

The curious and tentative voice that sounded like a child came, and when it fell into his ears, it was full of piety and longing: "Xuehuai, I saw you that day in the method of observing the mind. Fary sees you."

Xue Huai was angry and laughed at the same time, confused by his childishness: "You..."

The sound did gradually decrease.

He could clearly sense Yun Cuo's joy.The mind-watching method enters the memory, the body at that time, so Yuncuo can stay there, staring at the real color for a long time.

Xuehuai has a good memory and meticulous observation.He is the kind of person who has a well-thought-out plan in his mind - he can describe the scene of Yangchun smoke at a glance, and he can describe it exactly when he looks back.

While protecting Yun Cuo's skills with luck, he tried his best to recall: "Well... what I said may not be accurate, the sky was smoky blue that day, the lake was blue, do you remember the saying that blue comes from blue? Blue can be called cyan, and some greens can also be used. You go in and out of the scene at that time, and there are more colors, you ask me, I will tell you.”

On the other side of the cloud, there was no sound.

Xuehuai waited for a long time, but didn't hear Yuncuo's words. She was a little suspicious that he had strayed from the exercises again.But the zhenqi he was protecting was fairly stable.

Xuehuai worriedly stretched out her hand to check Yun Cuo's pulse, and pressed her fingertips on his wrist. At first, she didn't feel anything, but when she pressed on the pulse, she found that the beating frequency was getting faster and faster.

He frowned: "Yun wrong?"

At this moment, Yun Cuo's voice drifted over: "...um."

This kind of tone is a bit weird, Xuehuai doesn't know how to describe it - it's like the tone that anyone in the school would immediately boo upon hearing it, like happy pink flowers blooming around her.

He heard Yuncuo say: "You are so beautiful, Xuehuai."

Xuehuai immediately knew that this person might have looked at him at that time in the meditation method—the real him.He endured it, and then said: "Don't look at me! You can't do other strange things."

Yun Cuo quickly agreed, and told him happily: "Okay. Xuehuai, your color is different from the color of other things."

"What? Can I still be colorful?" Xuehuai asked angrily.

"It's not the same, there are all colors, but you are different." Yun Cuo said.

Xuehuai argued with him: "It's as if in the prehistoric times, there were only Nuwa and Fuxi in the sky and earth, there were only two people in total, and you naturally felt that the other person was different. Okay, now you go out, go out and see other people. I will teach you to identify people and other things."

"I don't want it, you look good, I only look at you." Just as she was talking, Xuehuai felt that Yun Cuo stopped the exercise.

The mind-watching technique terminated—the shortest time, and the only one that succeeded.Before he could react, a shadow pounced in the mist, hugged him straight in his arms, and crushed him to the ground.

Yun Cuo rubbed against his neck, his eyes were clear and stubborn: "It's enough for me to look at you."

Xuehuai was so clingy to him that he couldn't do anything about it, she couldn't push it away, she couldn't bear to beat her, so she could only resist pretendingly like when she was beating Taotie, and then let him go.

Xuehuai asked him: "Why did you come out so soon this time? Today is very stable, isn't it? If you want to trace your memory, maybe now is the best time."

Yun Cuo just reached out his hand intently and stroked his soft and smooth long hair.

Xuehuai's curiosity came up again, and he asked: "What do you want to find in the meditation method? If it's hard to say, let it be."

Yun took a wrong look at him, quickly looked away, and said casually: "It's also an old thing from my mother. There's nothing wrong with it. I'm looking for a magic stone left by her to pull the finger."

"Finger pull?" Xuehuai was a little puzzled.

The finger pull is used to hold down the bowstring and protect the fingers, but Yuncuo never uses bows and arrows.

Yun Cuo said: "Well, when I was young, my mother said that if she wanted to get married in the future, this would be a meeting gift for her daughter-in-law, and she would let her marry in a beautiful manner, so she wanted to give it the most orthodox token among the royal families of the Demon Realm. That finger is the only thing she brought from the Demon Realm."

Xuehuai: "..."

He blushed and stopped taking up the subject.

After a while, he only said softly: "Then, it's not too urgent, maybe you can wait for the meditation method to stabilize before looking for it."

He remembered that he had rented two hundred ravens from the underworld, but he was not sure whether he should offer to help Yun wrongly find this thing--would it sound like he was in a hurry?

After much deliberation, he still asked Yun Cuo.

Yun Cuo smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, I used ravens to find it before, but they couldn't find it."

Xuehuai said, "Oh."

He closed his eyes, continued to hold Yun Cuo's hand, and began to practice on his own.

The white mist gathers and disperses, it is so thick that it is hard to breathe, and even the spirit vision cannot be used.At a distance of half a foot, Yun Cuo's other hand, which was not held, touched his heart.

There hung a crimson finger wrench, with a biting magic breath.

He didn't tell Xuehuai that this finger wrench represented the highest power in the demon world, and when he held it, he would always have the qualification to command the demon world.

He took it out, held it in the palm of his hand, rubbed it nervously a few times, and wanted to secretly stuff it into Xue Huai's sleeve, after a few thoughts, he put it back in its original place.

He wanted to surprise him, but Xuehuai would return it now that he saw the ring.After all, from anyone's point of view, the two of them have just settled their marriage contract, they are still young, and they are not ready to get married right away.

But he couldn't hold it anymore, he wanted to marry him right away.

There are colorful and infinitely wonderful worlds in Guanxin method, but he really thinks that only Xuehuai is enough.He doesn't care if there are only these colors in his world, he is used to darkness and coldness.

All he wants is Xue Huai.

In the mind-watching method, Xue Huai stood there smiling at him, and behind him stood a huge black door—like the underworld.He saw a silent snow field inside.

This is the first time, the memory of the previous life appeared in the form of a door.In the past, he couldn't find the door to the past, so he would be stuck in a nightmare and couldn't get through.

Only this time because Xuehuai was by his side, he found the way to there.

Without hesitation, he turned his back to the door and left, walking faster and faster.Not knowing what emotion was urging him, he stopped the exercises, opened his eyes, and leaned over to find his sweetheart.

It was a deep fear—he knew instinctively that there must be something in his previous life, and he would go crazy if he knew it.

Enough to destroy him and the false peace of the present, to deprive him of the truth of his mind.

The author has something to say: Don't be afraid to be more fat today.

Xuehuai: Come here, little friend Yun, the color of flowers is red, the color of grass is green, the color of clouds is...

Yun three years old: ///3///The color of Xuehuai!I only know the color of Xuehuai!The best looking daughter-in-law color!