When Qingqiu's doctor came to see Yanhui, the doctor was amazed at how the wound on Yanhui's chest had healed. He only said, "This injury is almost healed." He simply prescribed two sets of Yanhui. The tranquilizer left.
Yan Hui knew that Tianyao's dragon scales and his mana played a role. No wonder Su Ying wanted Tianyao's dragon scale armor to put on Lu Musheng, so that the wounds of his heart could recover so quickly. For mortals, This is really a life saver.
After the doctor left, Tian Yao quietly stayed by Yanhui's side, and did not leave. Yanhui didn't feel sleepy for a while. He just stared at Tian Yao with his eyes open. He was relatively silent, and the atmosphere was inevitably a little stiff. Asked: "Then Lu Musheng... What do you want to do with it?"
Tian Yao glanced at Yan Hui lightly: "That's the matter of their nine-tailed fox clan."
When Yan Hui heard the words, she couldn't help but be stunned. She observed Tian Yao's expression for a while and said, "You don't seem to have any hatred for him?"
"Although the grievance between me and Su Ying was caused by him, if we want to end it, it has nothing to do with him. I don't have any hatred for this mortal, but I don't really want to see him."
"But looking at Lu Musheng's appearance now, he should hate Su Ying so much in his heart that he was willing to go to Qingqiu, even if it was just a chess piece." Yan Hui was silent for a moment, "Su Ying has harmed so many demons and killed them. So many people have tried their best, but she still hasn't lived the kind of life she wanted..."
"You said that..." Tian Yao said, "It sounds very happy."
Yan Hui glanced at Tian Yao and said nothing more.
At night, Yanhui fell into a dazed dream. The surroundings were chaotic and dark, and she faintly saw a little gray light swaying gently in front of her. She stepped forward, and after a closer look, she finally saw the man clearly.
Black hair holding a sword, still in the same clothes of Chen Xingshan, he stood there with his back straight, just like every time Yanhui saw him.
"Senior Brother." Seeing the man's face clearly, Yan Hui stood still and looked at him from a distance, no longer chasing or panicking, she quietly looked at him for a while, but it was aroused. With a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, she looked relaxed, "Elder Brother, look, I avenged you." She said, "I killed Ling Fei, you can leave in peace."
Zichen only looked at her from the other side, with a look of sadness.
When Yan Hui saw this, the smile on the corners of his lips was slightly stiff: "Are you unhappy?" She asked, "Why? After breaking the relationship with Chenxingshan for the past ten years, and cutting off the path of immortal cultivation, I even listened to your words, came to Qingqiu, and started to live in this demon clan..." She said to herself and smiled, "I am I rarely listen to you."
But the smile that was forced out from the corner of her mouth was hidden from Zichen's still frowning brows.
"But why are you not happy, not happy for yourself, and not happy for me?"
Zichen didn't answer her, but her figure faded in the chaotic darkness until Yanhui woke up. She seemed to hear a vague sigh in her mind, but when she opened her eyes, the room was still hers. Things around him still haven't changed.
The reality of the surrounding things made the dream even more false. But even if he knew it was fake, Yan Hui still couldn't sleep.
The moonlight outside the window was just right, Yan Hui was distraught, so he simply stopped staying in the house, put on a coat, and stepped into the cold spring.
When the cold spring was approaching, even Yan Hui noticed that there was a dragon energy entrenched there. She didn't try to avoid it, but walked forward calmly. She can feel Tian Yao, and Tian Yao must have felt her existence a long time ago. Since Tian Yao didn't hide, there is no need for her to hide.
Stepping to the cold spring, Yanhui didn't see Tian Yao's shadow, she called out, "Tian Yao." There was only a wave of water in the cold spring, and then the water surfaced on the top of the dragon's back, and the dragon's back covered with Qinglin was exposed. When they came out, some scales were still flying, looking hideous, but those wounds were covered by scales and were no longer seen.
The long body of the dragon moved in the water, its back fell, and Tian Yao's head was lifted out of the water.
The last night of the Qiuyue Festival was too chaotic, Yan Hui's memory is now only blood and mud. Although she has fed Tian Yao and drank blood, she has not really taken a good look at his original dragon head.
The eyes are like the finishing touch, the dragon whiskers are flying, the dragon horns are tall and straight, and it is really as powerful as the legend.
"Why are you here?" Long didn't open his mouth, but his voice reached Yanhui's heart.
"Come for a walk if you can't sleep." Yanhui tilted her head and looked at him for a while, her fingertips moved slightly, she said curiously, "I suddenly want to touch you."
Hearing this, the mighty dragon head that Tian Yao was looking up at seemed to freeze in the air for a moment, as if there was a struggle in his heart, and then he bowed his head, put himself in front of Yan Hui, and closed his eyes. .
Yan Hui was really rude, raised his hand and touched his head, his soft fingertips slid from between the dragon's horns and slid all the way to his nose, drawing a playful circle at the end. Yan Hui seemed to be amused by her actions, and as soon as she laughed, Tian Yao opened her eyes.
Yanhui touched his dragon horn again: "Last time I was too flustered, I didn't feel the touch, but now I do. Your head is really hard." She said, and her hand slipped to Tianyao's again. On top of the dragon's beard, she squeezed the dragon's beard, and then stroked it from the root to the end, "Why did your dragon's beard disappear when it turned into a human shape? It feels good to the touch."
Tian Yao's long beard moved and avoided Yan Hui's hand: "You can take a bath in the cold spring, I'll go first."
He said that he was about to get up, but Yanhui waved his hand quickly: "Stay and wait, your scales will be found, you have to soak this spring water well, I will come and sit, and don't take off your clothes, what are you ashamed of? "Yan Hui patted his head, "Don't worry, I won't take advantage of you."
Tian Yao: "… "
So the dragon body sank into the water, Tian Yao only put his head on the shore, Yan Hui sat beside him, took off his shoes and socks and soaked his feet in the cold spring water.
It was already an autumn night, the insects in the forest were much less than in summer, and the night was extraordinarily quiet. Yanhui played with his feet in the water a few times, mixed with the sound of water, Yanhui looked at the night sky and sighed: "Go back for a while. Think, we seem to have traveled a lot together, but when we sit quietly together like this, it seems to be quite a few."
Who says no? The way they go is a game of life and death all the time. They have a tacit understanding with each other than anyone else, but these tacit understandings are never because they talk a lot, but because they are born with know each other that way.
Tian Yao didn't answer, but the dragon tail in the spring water swayed in the water with the speed of the geese swinging their legs without him noticing, the rhythm was soothing and pleasant.
"Tian Yao, have you ever thought about it, if one day, you take revenge and kill Su Ying, what will you do?"
The speed of the dragon's tail swaying in the water slowed down and then stopped. Tian Yao was silent for a long time before the voice appeared in Yan Hui's heart: "I never thought about it."
Yan Hui looked up to the sky and sighed: "I dreamed of the big brother again today. He stood in the chaos and looked at me from a distance, not moving or laughing. I told him that I killed Ling Fei, but he didn't seem to He seemed very happy."
Tian Yao comforted Yan Hui: "It was just a dream."
Yan Hui was silent for a moment, then she touched her heart: "Tian Yao, do you still remember that your heart guard pulled me back from the gate of hell, so can I see the ghost thing?" Yan Hui said, "I I have never had a meaningless dream. Even if it happened once, it will not happen the second time, and it will not happen the third time." Yan lowered his eyes, "... Senior Brother is not at ease. He killed me. After joining Ling Fei, entering the Demon Dao, and abandoning the practice of cultivating the Immortal Path in the past ten years, I probably disagree very much."
"So, do you regret killing Ling Fei now?"
Yan Hui was silent for a moment: "You know, when I was confronting Ling Fei, there was a chance, I could have killed her with a knife, but I hesitated for a moment." Yan Hui laughed like a self-deprecating smile. He smiled, "Looking at her clothes in Chen Xingshan, I realized that even if I have come to this point, I am a little reluctant to let me completely give up the past ten years. This emotion is like those The mortals say that they are close to the hometown, although the meaning is much different, but probably this word is the most appropriate."
"And at that moment, a hole was broken in my heart. Under the circumstances of life and death, I killed Ling Fei, and I have no regrets." She said, "Su Ying has a good reputation in the world of Taoism. Outside, no matter what Ling Fei does wrong, as long as she is her sister, Su Ying will cover her up, and there is no one in the cultivating world who can punish Ling Fei and let her pay her life for her life, so this matter must be done by me. At that time, when the blade in my hand pierced Ling Fei's chest, I knew for the first time how comfortable the word 'relieving hatred' was.
"Maybe this is the feeling of getting revenge for a great revenge. I solved my hatred like that, but after I solved my hatred, my hatred for Ling Fei ended. There is one less person I hate in this world, but before this, there was also an end to my hatred for Ling Fei. I have lost a person I love. No matter what I do, I can't save him..." Yan turned his head back, sighed, and smiled bitterly, "Eldest brother has become a scar on my heart, and I can't heal him."
After hearing Yanhui's words, Tian Yao was silent for a long time: "Yan Hui." He called her, his voice focused, Yan Hui walked out of his emotions and turned to look at Tian Yao.
"I'll help you heal your scar."
The sonorous and powerful seven words made Yanhui stunned. For a while, the forest was eerily silent.
"If you say that the real revenge is not to kill others but to heal yourself, then I will help you heal your wounds."
Yanhui stared at Tian Yao for a long time, then patted Tian Yao's head and said with a smile: "You misunderstood, I mean, the real revenge is to kill the enemy and then heal yourself."
Because those who do wrong will always be punished. If no one can punish that person, then Yanhui will do it himself.
"But I'm looking forward to your healing of the scar on my heart." Yan Hui thought for a while, "But since I said I won't take advantage of you, then your injury will be handed over to me in the future." Yan Hui Touching Tian Yao's head, "Don't worry, I will try my best to cure you."
Her last words sounded like a joke, but Tian Yao gently closed her eyes under her touch.
Actually no effort.
It is also possible to treat one and fool twice.
Because, she has already healed his wounds so much...