9000 years

In the early morning of the next day, Xuanli returned to the dormitory from Chenchi, the little guy in the dormitory had already woken up, his eyes were a little red, and he was earnestly tidying up his bed.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the man turned around, saw that it was Xuan Li, and suddenly smiled: "Are you back?"

"Yeah." Xuanli's body was still cold, and Chenchi was really cold before dawn, and he didn't recover for a long time.

Fu Yu tied up the bed curtain, turned around and looked at the person in front of her carefully, and said, "I'll wash the soiled quilt in a while, are you tired? Are you... injured?"

His concern is too clumsy, it can be seen through at a glance, but it makes people feel cute.

Xuan Li shook his head, walked to the bed very calmly, stared at his long hair, and suddenly a long and thin ribbon appeared in his hand, it was a dark blue ribbon, matching the The clothes on Fuyu's body echoed each other, Xuanli walked behind the person, patted him on the shoulder to indicate to squat down a little bit, Fuyu turned around to look at him blankly, looked at the ribbon in the person's hand and asked, "Do you want to tie your hair?"

His hair was loose all the time, not because he didn't want to tie it up, but because the master didn't speak, he didn't dare to make his own decisions, so he let it loose.

People squatted down. Although Xuanli looked dexterous, he was not dexterous in actual operation. He couldn't tie Fuyu the way he remembered after a few times. He was afraid of hurting him, so The knot is very loose, once loosened, the ponytail will naturally not fly.

Fuyu squatted quietly, letting Xuanli fiddle with it back and forth, tied and untied it back and forth about a dozen times, and finally couldn't take it anymore, he moved, his legs and feet were a little numb.

"Your Majesty, either... I will do it myself."

Xuanli was also tied up and lost his temper. Hearing this, he rubbed the center of his brows, and handed the silk belt in his hand to the person in front of him.

The feathers were neat and neat, and the silver hair was rolled into a strand in his hands, and the silk ribbon was looped up and around, and wrapped around a few times, and a flamboyant ponytail was formed, with some broken hair at the front falling down on the person's forehead At the temples, the young man's aggressive spirit suddenly appeared, and Xuanli suddenly remembered the people he had seen from afar, and the pictures began to overlap, as if going back in time and space, clearly describing the people deep in his memory.

He couldn't help thinking that he was like this.

Fuyu saw himself in Xuanli's eyes, the figure in the dark eyes was clear, and slowly faded away with the flowing waves, he couldn't help taking a step forward, Xuanli didn't move, just looked at him quietly , his heart suddenly became agitated, Fuyu stared at himself in the eyes of others, and the moment he reached out to grab Xuanli, there was a knock on the door, both of them were startled, Fuyu retreated hurriedly, as if he had done something big Disrespectful, with flushed cheeks, standing at the foot of the bed with his head down.

Xuanli was indifferent, calm, not because he was indifferent, but because he had already noticed that someone was coming.

Yun Yi knew that Xuan Li was in the hall, so he knocked on the door first, Fu Yu paused for a moment, then stammered: "I...I'll go and open the door."

Yun Yi was holding a big package in his arms, which was bulging. After the door opened, he handed the things in his arms to Fu Yu. He didn't intend to come in. Instead, he pulled the person out, and said softly: "This is you. The clothes you wore before are all here, and some of your little things are all in it."

He said sincerely, Fu Yu nodded, and closed the door from the outside.

The two sat down on the stone bench in front of the side hall, and Fu Yu made a pot of tea for Yun Yi. When pouring the tea, his hair rushed from behind to his front. He didn't seem to know how to face Yun Yi. Not placed on a person.

Yun Yi looked at him quietly, and after a long while he asked: "Are you still a bit unacceptable?"

Fu Yu was stunned for a moment, and understood Yun Yi's meaning. He wanted to shake his head, but he nodded again when he got there. From others' point of view, it seemed like he wanted to refuse or welcome.

Yun Yi held the cup in her hand and smiled softly, her voice was neither loud nor soft, just enough to reach Xuanli's ears.

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry for a long time." He took a sip of tea and sighed suddenly, "I don't know how to tell you, but I really want to talk to you, I want to see you, but I dare not come to see you , you have completely forgotten about me."

The words are sharp and heart-warming, probably because there is no emotion in it, so the words are particularly smooth, and the text is generally not stuck at all.

Fu Yu turned to look at him a few times, lowered his head and smiled: "One day I will remember it, and the person I like will never forget it."

Yun Yi's expression changed slightly, he took a sip of tea, suppressed the subtle thoughts in his heart, and did not answer.

"When your hair is tied up, it feels like you are exactly the same as before."

Fu Yu stared at him blankly, and smiled in agreement.

Xuanli, who had been sitting on the soft bed with his eyes closed and resting his mind, also opened his eyes, and what Fu Yu just said was repeated in his mind - the person he likes can't be forgotten.

He suddenly got up and went out of the hall, he pushed open the door of the hall, his figure disappeared in a flash, Fu Yu only had time to see his toes stepping out.

Yun Yi also looked at him, her heart was like a cluster of flames burning thinly, just about to speak, the people around her looked at him again, leaned forward a little, and said with a smile: "Tell me about our relationship." There should be many interesting things in the past!"

Xuanli flew directly to the Qiandian Hall, surrounded by lush peonies, and the dark hall seemed to have lost some evil spirits in the daytime. Xuanli broke through the barrier, and the moment he stepped in, a faint air seemed to brush against his ears. When I settled down to look, it was empty and there was nothing there.

He closed the door of the hall and walked straight to Yaochuan's box. He was a little puzzled, Yaochuan's box was not sealed with a barrier, so he should make some noise when he saw someone coming in, why is it so quiet today.

Xuanli walked over, but before he reached it, he suddenly saw the box containing the Yaochuan Soul Sealing Jade fell on the ground, and he walked over quickly, and the moment he turned over and closed the box upside down, his heart suddenly became cold, and the box was empty. There was nothing there, and the pitch-black Soul-Sealing Jade disappeared, and then he remembered the weak air that brushed past his ears when he just entered.

He sighed heavily, and put the lid of the box back in place with a "snap".

The old and cunning Yao Chuan, he really believed in his evil.

The golden light from his fingertips flowed across the hall, swept across the neatly arranged wooden boxes, and then he didn’t know where he was. He suddenly paused and quickly moved to the place where the problem occurred. The box in front of him was very strange, and Xuan Li didn’t quite remember it. He raised his hand to open the box, and there was also a piece of soul-sealing jade inside, but unfortunately it was a completely dark piece of soul-sealing jade, once the body of the jade turned completely black, the spirit inside would die.

Xuanli stuffed the small box into his sleeve and continued to explore, and soon, seven or eight boxes in the entire hall had such problems, and his soul was devoured, a cold light appeared in Xuanli's eyes, he quickly sealed the barrier and chased go out.

Yao Chuan is really unbelievable, but any good person will not be tortured by heaven and earth, his muscles will be skinned, his body will be completely destroyed, and he will be forced to lock him in this small box for 3 years. After so many years, he cheated Speaking of people, it's still so smooth.

But Xuanli couldn't figure it out either. Why didn't he notice any changes in Yaochuan when he came here, and there was nothing unusual about those boxes. If it was recently, who gave him the opportunity?

The current Yao Chuan is not the same after all, he was overtaken by Xuan Li within a short time, a wisp of black air rushed quickly, Xuan Li moved a finger and a golden net fell from the sky, he was about to be trapped, the man suddenly Turned around, turned sideways and went directly to the mortal world, Xuan Li released the Xuanqing fan in his hand, and speeded up to catch up. Once a person falls into the mortal world, it will be difficult to find it again. People escaped.

In the busy city of the mortal world, it is difficult to find a ray of breath from the crowded crowd. He lingered until the evening, and finally relieved himself, sat on the roof of a mansion, and the moon. Wide-eyed and small-eyed.

He was going to ask about the romantic past, but he didn't want the other party to give him such a big surprise. He sent a sound transmission to Tianjun from the air, but he was too lazy to move again. It was like a huge cloud covering the small half of the moon, and in less than half a moment, people arrived.

All the gods that Xuan Li knew came here, and he didn't talk nonsense, it was easiest to solve the problem while the iron was hot, and he simply explained clearly, and the people dispersed.

Not far away is the human palace, which is obviously brighter than other places. Candlelight overflows from the layers of pavilions, illuminating the central axis. Xuanli looks at it, and vaguely feels that Yaochuan may have gone there.

Since ancient times, emperors are different from ordinary people. The aura of the Taimiao community is heavy, and they are born to be blessed by the gods. The evil spirit and hostility they carry are not much less than those of wronged souls. It is difficult for ordinary spirits to get close. Yes, such a physical body is perfect for nourishing the soul.

Xuanli drew his fan and went to the palace, just when he reached the edge of the city, a bright barrier suddenly appeared, Xuanli didn't pay attention, and directly rushed into it, the strange thing was that the barrier could stop Xuanli.

The Xuanqing fan twirled back and forth in his hand, a burst of red light was released suddenly, and it hit the barrier like a blade. The Xuanqing fan that was spinning out of control was retracted, and there were buzzing in his ears. He stared coldly at the enchantment that had not moved at all, and a bold and absurd thought rushed into his heart.

This kind of enchantment must be made by gods equal to him. The gods equal to him in the three realms can count it with their fingers, and the silver light is shining, and it can withstand the power of the Xuanqing fan. Xuanli dare not I guessed rashly, but I vaguely had an answer in my heart.

He withdrew calmly, so as not to startle the snake.

The moonlight in the world was thick, and the fog had just risen in the middle of the night. Standing on the cloud, Xuan Li thought about the countermeasures while going through the recent events. Things happened one after another so fast that he was almost overwhelmed. He couldn't figure out the relationship, but he vaguely felt that things were more or less aimed at him, and his own changes were the most obvious. Could it be possible that he really came back to normal?

Just as he was thinking, Si Ming's voice suddenly came from behind him, and he subconsciously turned around to respond. With this turn, a huge thrust suddenly came from behind him, pushing him directly off the cloud, and he reacted quickly, His body turned sideways in the void, before he could see clearly, a curved dagger pierced his chest without any warning, his mana froze in an instant, and he fell straight down like a mortal falling from the clouds, weightless, In a blur, he saw that the person standing on the cloud seemed to be wearing a black robe, the purple pupils reflected light, the moonlight was behind him, Xuanli held the blade, and wanted to pull it out with all his strength, suddenly a strange feeling rushed into his mind. First, he strangled his consciousness, and then Xuanli felt something drain from his mind quickly.

The dagger stuck in his chest dissipated quickly, only the blood that flowed out scattered and splashed in all directions, soaking Xuan Li's plain robe, his consciousness was slackened, and he passed out not long after.