The canopy is... blood-colored.
The sound of shouting and fighting during the encirclement and suppression battle was still lingering in her ears, Lu Qing'an broke free from the shackles of her master, and rushed to the battlefield full of corpses like crazy, rummaging around in vain.
"Qing'an, don't let me down." The head of Tianyuan Sect sighed with his hands behind his back, covered his lips and coughed a few times. He was attacked by someone before, and he was seriously injured, so he locked Lu Qing'an in the back mountain. Unexpectedly, when Lu Qing'an heard about the encirclement and suppression of Jinghuamen, he still rushed out.
Lu Qing'an pursed his lips and remained silent, his originally cold expression was filled with gloom and pain, but at this moment, he was not shy about flipping through the corpses of his subordinates without hesitation, his mind was in chaos.
... What if you find him
He's gone out of his wits...
What if you can't find it
Didn't find it, does it mean that the last trace of him in this world is gone...
Every thought was like a sharp knife, slashing at his heart, which was already riddled with holes, and the pain was almost numb. The voice behind was still ringing, sighing: "I know you were saved by him, and since then he has often sneaked into the door to accompany you. You have a deep relationship, but you can't meddle in the devil's affairs..."
Lu Qing'an's movements paused, and when her mind was extremely confused, she couldn't think of anything, gasped for breath, shook her body, and suddenly fell to her knees. It was icy cold on the blood-soaked black ground, but a figure gradually appeared in front of Lu Qingan's eyes.
"... Shen Nian."
He finally opened his mouth, his eyes were full of pain, his voice was hoarse and trembling.
"Shen Nian... Shen Nian..."
"I am here."
Lu Qing'an suddenly woke up.
Turning his head expressionlessly, squinting his eyes slightly, he saw a smiling person leaning beside him, the moonlight poured in through the window, penetrating his somewhat illusory body coldly, making his eyebrows clear and delicate.
Seeing that Lu Qing'an had woken up, Shen Nian's smile deepened, he propped his chin with one hand and leaned on him, and rubbed his face with the other, cold and crystal clear tears on his slender fingers.
"Huh? An'an, why did you wake up crying after calling my name? Miss me so much?"
Lu Qingan looked at him silently.
His soul is almost nurturing, and he can return to his body in a few days, but when his soul wandered unconsciously for a hundred years, the damaged memories probably won't come back... Shen Nian without those memories before is still Shen Nian. read
But it's a relief for him not to remember those things...
"Shen Nian."
"Um?"
"Take it away."
Shen Nian said "Hey" with a smile, looked down at Lu Qing'an whose underwear was slightly parted and exposed his chest, raised his eyebrows, and abruptly leaned forward to wrap his arms around his neck, lips touching him intentionally or unintentionally. Rubbing her lips: "An'an, I seem to have forgotten a lot of things, but seeing your body is really familiar, if we go to bed, maybe we can remember it a few times..."
There was no fluctuation in Lu Qing'an's heart, she pushed his face away, turned over, and said indifferently: "If you don't want to go back to your body, just say so."
Shen Nian immediately shut up knowingly, sighed, looked down at Lu Qingan's exposed shoulders, lifted the quilt up, and tilted her head to look at him for a moment, feeling that this scene was very familiar.
After thinking for a while, Shen Nian's eyes lit up.
Although he can't remember everything, he can think of the person in his arms who frowns slightly when he wakes up every morning, as if a long time ago. He was reluctant to wake him up, so he stared at his sleeping face quietly until his eyelashes moved slightly and was about to wake up, then immediately closed his eyes, pretending that he was still asleep, and then heard rustling the sound of dressing. After a while, he will come to wake him up to practice sword. If he can't wake up, he stretches out his hand and pushes him, and he takes the opportunity to pull him onto the bed, press him down and kiss him deeply, seeing his blushing face although he has no expression, smiling have fun.
... That seemed to be the most beautiful memory, deeply embedded in his soul, and he thought of it after careful thought. Although the face of the person in his memory was blurry, he could be sure that it was Lu Qing'an.
"An'an..."
Shen Nian yelled with a smile, but didn't say anything.
Really, if Ming Ming talked more about the past, maybe he would be able to remember it, but he wanted to hide it. Even if something major happened before his death, isn't it all over
***
Lu Qing'an took Shen Nian to travel around, and three years after the end of the Great War, finally let Shen Nian's soul return to its place.
The body he found from the Jinghua Secret Realm had been properly kept by him all the time. When Shen Nian's soul returned to its place, the first thing he did was to jump up and hug Lu Qing'an who was observing his state with his head down, laughed exaggeratedly three times, opened his mouth in Lu Qing'an just smacked his face.
Lu Qing'an's face turned dark immediately, and the cold covering around her waist was extremely spiritual, and she immediately pulled out of her sheath, carrying a cool golden sword aura.
Although Shen Nian's cultivation had fallen to the Golden Core stage, he was not afraid at all, and dexterously jumped away, kicked the imbalance from Lu Qing'an's waist with a kick of his toes, and stabbed Lu Qing'an with his sword drawn without any explanation.
"Come and fight! No use of spiritual power is allowed. If I win, sleep with me tonight!"
Before that, she was in a state of mind and soul, so Lu Qing'an didn't mind anything. But now that he has returned to his body, according to Lu Qing'an's temperament, he must be kicked away.
A trace of surprise flashed across Lu Qing'an's eyes, obviously not understanding why Shen Nian was doing this, she calmly raised her sword to block it, stepped back, and wanted to jump out of the window first. The two of them are currently living in the inn, if they fight in the room, if they don't pay attention, the whole inn will be destroyed.
Shen Nian immediately saw his intention, the long sword trembled, without the slightest spiritual power, but pulled out a few sword lights, the light and shadow intertwined with the entity, Lu Qingan had to turn around and undo his moves, Shen Nian forced away from the window.
Shen Nian could slash without raising the sword, but Lu Qing'an cared a lot, a little restrained, and had to fend off the imbalance from time to time that was slashing towards the utensils in the room. In addition, his swordsmanship is majestic in terms of momentum, and it is a crisp and sharp killing swordsmanship. In this narrow space, facing Shen Nian, who is brave and unafraid of injury, he can only retreat again and again. Han was even pushed away by a sword, he was forced to a corner, leaning against the wall, looking helplessly at Shen Nian who was laughing in front of him.
... This has not been pushed to this level many years ago.
After forcing the person into a corner, Shen Nian was satisfied, put aside the imbalance, looked at Lu Qing'an with a weird smile, and geared up, "Hey, little beauty, you lost."
As she spoke, there was a warm smile on her brows, she put one hand on Lu Qing'an's head, lowered her head and approached his face: "An'an, why don't you speak?"
Lu Qing'an looked at him expressionlessly: "Get out of the way."
Hearing this, Shen Nian raised her long eyebrows, and instead moved closer, the tip of her nose almost touched Lu Qingan's, her eyes met, her warm breath blended together, as if she could smell a light fragrance.
"... Ann."
Shen Nian's heart skipped a beat for no reason, she put away her unscrupulous expression, her heart froze, she lifted Lu Qing'an's chin, and kissed her.
...Even if he was kicked out the next moment, it would be nice to earn more benefits for himself, wouldn't it
Surprisingly not kicked off.
Lu Qing'an's lips were suddenly bitten, and there was a slight crack in her cold face, she was a little dazed and a little shocked, as if she had forgotten to resist. He closed his eyes slightly and frowned, not knowing whether it was pain or what.
The lips held by her were as soft as petals, and while they were lingering, a vague image flashed in Shen Nian's mind, just as she was about to push back against Lu Qingan's teeth to deepen the kiss, suddenly there was a "ding" sound from the window.
An enchantment was set up in the room, and a sound transmission talisman came crashing into it.
Lu Qing'an's seldom shown weakness immediately disappeared, as if she had just recovered, she pushed Shen Nian away with a gloomy face, and walked to the window to pick up the sound transmission talisman.
Shen Nian stood there with a complex expression.
Ge Laozi, who spoiled his good deeds!
Shen Nian followed, full of resentment, just in time to hear the clear and calm voice of the young man from the sound transmission talisman: "...Father has woken up, and wants to thank Master personally, please come back to Maple Valley."
Shen Nian sighed and wanted to wrap his arms around Lu Qingan's neck, Lu Qingan easily stepped back from his hand, watching the sound transmission symbol on his fingertips turn into ashes, his expression that had loosened a little earlier softened a lot, "That's right. .”
Shen Nian missed and didn't give up, leaned over and put his arms around Lu Qingan's waist, before being shaken away by Lu Qingan, he quickly said: "Who? Your big apprentice? His father is resurrected? Really? The legendary Profound Realm? Hey, there really is a Profound Realm, An An, I’ve been dead for so many years, have you thought about revived me from the Profound Realm?”
After a series of questions, Lu Qingan couldn't help frowning slightly, and forgot to push him away, turned her head and glanced at him lightly: "No."
Shen Nian felt heartbroken: "An An..."
Lu Qing'an sighed: "I never heard of Xuanjing before."
Shen Nian raised her eyebrows, and immediately smiled, feeling sweet in her heart.
Lu Qing'an's words can still tell some tricks.
At least it could be heard that Lu Qing'an had thought about how to revive him, or found his soul, or maybe his body... Anyway, he was the one who was thinking about him, as expected of the person he had been thinking about for more than a hundred years.
Chu Yu specially passed on the sound transmission talisman, and Lu Qing'an didn't intend to delay, so he put money on the table, and immediately stood up with his sword. Before he could fly up, he suddenly sank behind him, Lu Qingan turned his head with a cold face, and saw Shen Nian standing behind him with a smile: "Don't look at me like this, I've been floating around for a hundred years, suddenly I have a body, doesn't it? Get used to it, take me for a ride?"
Lu Qing'an looked at him indifferently.
Shen Nian began to sell miserably: "An'an, you don't know, when I woke up, I found myself drifting in the mausoleum. I almost lost my soul, and it took me a long time to find the formation, but even if I activated the formation without a body, I couldn’t do without it. I’ve been alone for a hundred years... "
The veins on Lu Qingan's forehead twitched: "Shut up."
After speaking, he went to Jiao Xia.
The corners of Shen Nian's lips curled up, and she leaned forward to hug his waist, almost hugging him in her arms. The deep familiarity made his eyes slightly warm, and he wanted to rub the person in his arms into his flesh and blood, never to be separated again.
"An'an." Shen Nian said in a low voice, "It's been hard work... It must be lonely after waiting for me for a hundred years."
Lu Qing'an's body trembled slightly, she closed her eyes, she was about to shake his hand away, but now she couldn't.
Shen Nian laughed silently, lowered her head and kissed the top of his hair, and looked leisurely into the distance.
Although this person is as cold as ice, his body is very honest...
There will be a long time to come, and one day he will let him talk about the past with his own mouth.
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