Zanxing

He can wipe his neck on himself, but the power of Qinghua makes him unable to resist any movement of the person in front of him, he can only obey.

Now your person or heart is destined to belong to me. Since you can't choose yourself, then I will choose for you. Her smiling eyes lingered on Shaoyang's real face for a moment, but her hands did not stop. Your It's meaningless for me to come here, you should keep it for yourself, I just want your people.

The flowers in the stone flower cave are brilliant and dazzling.

With a light push from her, Master Shaoyang fell into the forest of flowers all over the ground.

All his life, he was calm and self-sufficient, his emotions and anger were invisible, and he was indifferent to everything except his daily practice. But now, in this secret cave, among the flowers all over the ground, he saw a flower blooming.

This flower is different from all the flowers in this world, it is dark and deep, flowing with a bewitching fragrance, as if it will kill people in the next moment, but the person who is seen by this flower is willing to indulge in it .

It seemed that something was about to grow out of the atrium, and softer vines wrapped around him. He found a strange pleasure in endless pain. The love flower rustled its petals from his body, and from the swaying petals, dewdrops fell like tears.

He felt that the flower was growing slowly, luxuriant and splendid to the extreme, and then withered and hung down little by little until it turned into flower mud and disappeared. There was a sudden vacancy in the atrium, and black blood gurgled down from it.

Splendid silk and satin wrapped him like a brocade.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Everything was silent.

When Master Shaoyang woke up, the sky outside was already very bright.

He didn't know how long he had been here in this absurd place under the spell of love, and the clothes on his body were neat, as if nothing had happened, if the ambiguous red marks on his neck were ignored.

Not far away, a woman was bending over to admire a flower on the stone wall. When she heard the movement, she turned her head.

A sword was aimed at her heart.

Master Shaoyang stared at her with a sword, his eyes were full of coldness.

But Jiang didn't move, the two dark bracelets were put on her slender and white wrists, which couldn't hide the faint marks on her.

Her skin is too soft, as fragile as satin, and when it is grasped, it can easily leave marks. Shaoyang Zhenren suddenly realized that he was distracted, and suddenly returned to his senses.

And the woman in front of him was even in the mood to show him a lazy smile, and said: What are you doing to me with a sword, old-fashioned fairy, hasn't your poison of love flowers been cured?

There was no black flower in full bloom in the atrium, and when he looked at the woman in front of him, he no longer had that deadly sense of submission, as if he could not help bowing his head to her.

Bu Jiang smiled at him: Speaking of which, I'm still your savior, you're like this, she stretched out her finger, and gently moved the tip of the sword on her heart, It's a bit unkind.

Daoist Shaoyang didn't speak, and he, who has never been baffled by anything, unexpectedly felt at a loss at this moment.

He didn't know what to do with himself.

For a person as proud as the Immortal Elder, his innocence seems to be nothing compared to being my slave. Besides, her tone became ambiguous, didn't you have a good time at that time?

Master Shaoyang's body froze.

Besides, in the words of your human race, I am a woman, and I am the one who suffers. If the fairy grows cheap, there is no need to be obedient.

After a while, he calmly said, Is your name Jiang?

The woman looked at him in amazement: You don't want to know my name, you want to say something about being responsible to me, right? She looked at Master Shaoyang like a monster, and the charm just now disappeared, as if What kind of scourge is he, as if he can't be avoided. Bu Jiang said: You are a human race, and I am a demon race. Human races pay attention to eternity, and demon races only want to be romantic in the moment. Yesterday, I saw that you were beautiful, and I couldn't bear you to kill yourself, so I rescued you.

You are born well. I am a person who cherishes the most beautiful things. I was very happy that night with you. You don't have to feel burdened by this, and you don't have to deliberately look for me. There are so many people. You and I, we should also be happy in the future. We won't meet again.

Master Shaoyang pursed his lips and did not speak, a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, as if he was a fool who had been played and abandoned, and the instigator was plausibly using excuses to cover up his guilty conscience.

He looked at Bu Jiang's eyes, and couldn't help but bring a little condemnation.

Seeming to be a little uncomfortable under the gaze of Master Shaoyang, Jiang coughed lightly, and took out a letter from his sleeve, maybe it was too hasty and accidentally fell out, and there was also a small silver lock.

She glanced at the silver lock without bending down to pick it up, as if it was just an unimportant sundry. She threw the letter into the arms of Master Shaoyang, and smiled again. The smile was a little more sincere than before, and the woman said, This is a prescription for breaking love, which can seal people's memories. After all, I had an old relationship with a beautiful woman like me, and it is naturally difficult for ordinary men to forget it.

If the Immortal Elder can't forget me in the end, it will be difficult to get rid of the obsession for a lifetime. If it doesn't work, you can use this needle to forget me.

Bu Jiang raised his hand, and a palm-sized porcelain jar landed in the palm of Master Shaoyang, with a golden toad lying inside.

Watching the moon and the golden toad will send you off. She smiled and sighed, I have always been very generous to my old lover. After saying this, she left the Stone Flower Cave without looking back. Take a look at Master Shaoyang.

It was as if the two of them were just strangers passing by.

Master Shaoyang didn't speak, the slips and Jin Chan were both in his hands, he was silent for a long time, then walked towards the entrance of the cave. After walking two steps, the footsteps suddenly stopped.

He bent down and picked up the small silver lock.

The first thing Master Shaoyang did after he returned to the Taiyan Sect and gave Jin Chan to Taoist Moonlight was to break off the engagement with Rong Shuang, the head of the Xiangling Sect.

The woman approached Gu Fengshan aggressively, asking him to give an explanation.

The marriage between him and Rong Shuang was made by his parents when they were young, and the two of them haven't even seen each other a few times in these years. Don't say that there is friendship, it's not even acquaintance. This marriage is here, talk is better than nothing, I don't know when it will come true, neither of them care.

But it is a little unreasonable for Master Shaoyang to cancel the engagement by himself.

Standing in front of him, Rong Shuang said coldly, Why did you break the engagement?

He encountered a difficulty for the first time and didn't know how to explain it to Rong Shuang.

After a long time, he said, I have someone I want to marry.

He really thought about marrying Jiang or not. After all, as a mortal, since he has a physical relationship, he should get married together. Although the demon seemed unwilling at all, and he didn't even know if the other party's real name was Bujiang.

Rong Shuang looked at him for a while, then left with a sneer.

Later, the relationship between Xiangling Sect and Taiyan Sect became delicate. Countless disciples speculated whether Master Shaoyang had empathized with someone else, and tried their best to find clues about his sweetheart. But Jiang never met him again after that, and this matter gradually became a mystery.

Until Gui Diaotang gave birth to a heart demon because of the Xiao Yuanzhu, and the two races of humans and demons fought on a large scale. On the battlefield, he saw the woman again.

The demons stay young forever, and she cares about beauty the most. Her black robe was still like the love flower that bloomed that night, and the smile in her eyes was still lazy. When she glanced at him, it was no different from seeing someone else.

She didn't even recognize him.

Master Shaoyang showed mercy to her.

Gui Diaotang was forced into the Jinmen Ruins, and Bu Jiang fled back to Black Rock City with the remaining demons. Rong Shuang stared at him with perceptive and mocking eyes, she said: Back then you broke the engagement with me because of her.

Master Shaoyang said nothing.

She said angrily: You actually fell in love with a demon!

Master Shaoyang did not deny it.

Rong Shuang said coldly: You will regret it. She turned and left.

The Jinhua Hall was resplendent and resplendent, and he slowly sat down on the bench.

He used to be plain and cold, like other monks in the sect, his clothes were always cold and indifferent. But after he learned that the demons like colorful colors the most, the colors of the Jinhua Palace became lively.

Disciples often say in private that Master Shaoyang is getting old, so he gradually likes bright colors. He also likes to grow flowers. The courtyard of Jinhua Hall is full of all kinds of flowers, just like those in the Stone Flower Cave back then.

He has also learned to use the love-breaking needle, but he has never used it once. Sealing people's memories and cutting off people's feelings, after all, is something only the weak will do.

Yes, feelings.

Master Shaoyang lowered his eyes and looked at the small silver lock in his palm.

This little lock is silvery and moist, cold to the bone. Later, he kept this small lock by his side all the time, and he never left it over the years.

When Master Shaoyang returned to Gufeng Mountain that year, he searched all over the classics about love flowers. It was only later that I learned that the love flower is a highly poisonous thing in the world, a hundred times and a thousand times more powerful than the Huanhua grass in the Taoist Moonlight. Once a mortal is recruited, even if his cultivation is outstanding, he will be defeated by this poison and will have no chance of survival.

But he survived.

Bu Jiang lied to him. In fact, he had no two paths from the beginning to the end. There was no solution to love. Unless the other party also fell in love with him, he would only die in this love.

But the demons saved his life. She returned his love, even if only for a short night, or just for a moment.

Demons love to tell lies, half-truths and half-false words, he can't tell whether they are sincere or just pretending.

Daoist Shaoyang sometimes doesn't understand that there is no shadow of love in his heart, but these years, he always feels that this place is empty, as if there is a piece of empty space. Obviously the poison of the love flower has been cured, but he still always thinks of that woman's face in the empty palace.

With an ambiguous smile on her face, she approached him viciously, and said, I'm curious, do you want to give me your heart? Or do you want to give me someone?

She chose whoever wanted him, but in the end, he still gave away his heart.

Perhaps, she is the fatal love flower.