The Holy Monarch went all the way back to the sleeping hall, trailing faint traces of smoke blown out by mana behind him.
Su Shi couldn't lie still, and got up to meet him, but just as he sat up, he was hugged firmly into his arms by the visitor.
The warm breath hit the side of the neck, and the arms around the back showed a rare force, as if they wanted to rub him into the flesh and blood.
After groping around, Su Shi was finally relieved to see that the other party did not suffer any serious injuries except for being shocked by mana a few times. Gently patted the lover who was afraid of throwing the pot away with his backhand, and his tone softened.
"Okay, I know you tried your best, I was the one who tried too hard..."
There was a sudden pause in the middle of the conversation, and finally noticing that the other party was strange, Su Shi was startled, pressed the shoulder on his chest, and told him to raise his head slightly: "What's the matter, did something happen to you?"
The arms behind him were as tight as cast iron, and the scorching breath fluctuated, as if he was suppressing some extremely intense emotions. The fierce heartbeat from the opponent's chest hit his chest, making him feel faintly empty.
Things don't seem to be as simple as they appear.
Unable to bear some worries, Su Shi held his arm and wanted to tell him to stand up and ask carefully, but suddenly he was tightly wrapped by his hot chest, and the voice in his ears was faintly hoarse.
"Has it always been like this?"
I have always been walking alone, and people around me come and go, because I instinctively reject the soul of another world, I will always only regard him as a fellow traveler who is not close. Even if there are occasional intersections, sooner or later they will part ways due to a little misunderstanding.
He could clearly see the remorse and guilt of those people outside the barrier.
How regretful I am now is how decisive I was when I turned against you back then. If it is not true that he has committed an irreparable mistake, why bother to seek life and death in that bamboo forest where things are right and wrong.
This kind of resentment became more and more pent up, and when he thought about the scars on his body that he saw when he first entered the cave, it made his chest ache even more.
Su Shi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood what he meant, raised his head to meet that gaze, and frowned dumbly: "Okay, it's not a big deal."
People will get used to it, and after getting used to it, they won't feel the pain anymore, and they even have the energy to set up a game step by step, throwing the pot out one by one in a satisfactory way. If it wasn't because of his sudden miss and the sudden disconnection when he was under siege, this time should have been a happy ending in which the two had a happy ending.
Lu Zhuo hugged him, her heart shrinking hard.
Bowing his head to meet the usual plain smile in Hei Runtong's eyes, Lu Zhuo's arms tightened tightly, and the empty palm pressed against his unhealed chest for protection, and kissed silently.
The heartbeat under the palm is still steady and warm, and has not changed in the slightest because of the topic just now. Lu Zhuo's eye sockets were wet and hot, and the hands covering him clasped together, and the dense kiss fell down delicately, the lips gently rubbed against the cool skin, and the warm mana passed by without hesitation.
The belt was pulled away by the magic power brush, and the skin was tightly fitted. The body in the arms was hot, but the hand did not have the slightest warmth.
Lu Zhuo let go of his hand, folded his shoulders and put the person in his arms lightly on the couch, bent his elbows to prop up his body, kissed his quietly closed eyes, and suddenly tasted a little salty coolness.
The heartbeat paused for a moment, Lu Zhuo stroked his eyes, causing those Kurosawa pupils to slowly open.
The person below him looked up at him, with slight doubts in his clear eyes washed by water vapor, as if he couldn't understand why he suddenly shed tears at this moment.
"Remember? You told me back then... it wasn't you, it was this body that was crying."
Su Shi was slightly startled, and his heart suddenly went blank.
The deep voice hit his ears softly, and the hand was still pressed against his chest comfortingly, and the tone was clearly used to it in these worlds, but he had never enjoyed the tolerance and tenderness even once before this person appeared.
Lu Zhuo kissed him delicately, on the gentle eyebrows, on the slender black eyelashes, and gently kissed away the watery color from the corners of his eyes.
"This time it's not someone else's story, it's your own. You can feel sad, they all have a right to be sad, and so do you..."
The warmth of the palm penetrated through the clean and secure bandage, sticking to his scar, under which was the beating heart, hitting his chest one after another, causing a faint pain.
It actually hurts too.
Su Shi narrowed his eyes slightly in doubt, and the clear pain spread out belatedly, but it was not hard to bear, on the contrary, it seemed that he had finally untied a certain emotion that had been sealed up for a long time, and the warm current invaded the long-term cold corner, so he continued There was a numb pain in the chest.
It's like coming alive.
Su Shi gasped for breath twice, his originally pale complexion flushed a little, and suddenly turned around and coughed twice, a mouthful of purple blood fell on the side of the couch.
The mouthful of blood seemed to be icy, and it went all the way along the dantian, making the chest cold. Su Shi coughed blood on his side, his body shivered uncontrollably, strands of chill quietly precipitated from his soul, and together with mouthfuls of pale blood gushed out from the corners of his lips.
Lu Zhuo didn't seem to be surprised, but just held his tight shoulders firmly, pouring mana into it continuously, protecting his viscera and dantian. He also raised his hand to take a warm jade cup, poured spiritual energy water into it, and held it in his hand to warm it slowly.
Su Shi was dizzy from coughing, and he felt faintly suspicious. He instinctively clutched the sleeve beside him, breathless: "I—"
"It's okay, just cough it up, and it will be fine soon."
Now that he had guessed what he was going to ask, Lu Zhuo spoke slowly, stroking his back for him, the sun-like soul power melted into the opponent's sea of consciousness, and after careful inspection, he was finally completely relieved.
He has already healed so many worlds, but there is still an imperceptible dark wound on his lover's soul. He has tried all the methods he can think of, but he has never even figured out the cause of this dark wound, let alone found a cure. Method.
It wasn't until he returned to the original world that he finally realized where these hidden wounds came from.
Su Shi no longer coughed up blood, but the choking in his throat was still uncomfortable. Lu Zhuo fed him the bowl of spiritual water warmed by mana. Seeing that his expression gradually improved, he gently wiped away the blood on his lips: "Is it better now?"
The mind is relaxed for a long time, as if it has got rid of some shackles that it has long been used to. Su Shi blinked, nodded subconsciously, and saw a smile light up in those dark pupils, and a gentle kiss passed over his lips.
"I will replenish you in the future, and I will replenish you..."
The mana instantly wiped away the blood on the side of the couch, and Lu Zhuo gently laid his body flat, covering his solid chest, wrapping his whole body warmly.
I will be with you in the future. I will no longer ask him to drink alone under the moon in a cold and cold environment, and I will not be surrounded and killed by old friends alone and helpless. I will accompany him at all times and accompany him wherever I go.
The gentle words passed through the chest, shaking and humming softly in the heart, like an oath over and over again.
Su Shi's heart moved slightly, he raised his head and kissed the corner of his lips, and suddenly laughed lightly: "Actually, I don't know how to drink, and I don't like it either."
Lu Zhuo was stunned, still hugging him, slowly rubbing his fingertips through the temples, with gentle doubts in his eyes.
"It's just to put on a pose and look good—after all, it's sitting in a bamboo forest. If you drink hot cocoa, you can see things and think about others, it's too easy to make a show."
With a clear smile shining through his eyes, Su Shi raised his arms to wrap around his shoulders, leaned forward to kiss him, and looked up at him with a smile.
"Since I have developed this specialty, I won't have to wait for Ai Ai. It looks difficult, but in fact, it is mostly paving the way for the task. I got rid of the pot and I was already flourishing, but occasionally I went deeper into the drama. I was caught by you..."
Lu Zhuo was dumbfounded, but he never mentioned how dangerous the hidden injury was, and how hurtful the "no pain" he thought was actually. He just lowered his head into his lover's neck and rubbed it, and pressed his cheek against the steady and powerful life pulse on his neck, tightened his arms and whispered.
"Give it to me in the future. I believe everything you say, true and false."
Su Shi's breathing was slightly stagnant, his chest suddenly felt hot, and his eyes were inexplicably hot and humid. He turned over forcefully and threw him off, making the two of them lie face to face. Only then did he stretch out his arms to hug him in satisfaction, and retracted his arms forcefully: "Nonsense, I won't bluff you if I bluff anyone."
Lu Zhuo smiled and didn't respond, but stretched out his arms to hug him, and gently rubbed against his forehead hair.
Su Shi narrowed his eyes, moved his body and leaned into his arms, and suddenly realized that the wound on his chest was not as painful as before. After subconsciously touching it, he suddenly realized that the wound was unconscious. He had already healed, and when he untied the bandage, only pale scars remained.
"Although the Juehun Sword's wound only fell on the body, it must be healed by the power of the soul. Your soul originally had a hidden wound, so it has been dragging on."
Wen Sheng explained, and Lu Zhuo took him into his arms to protect him, stroking the still thin back of the man in his arms: "You just recovered, you must be very tired, can you sleep for a while?"
"I can't sleep all the time, I still have to blame..."
Although it was true that he would habitually get sleepy whenever he got close to his lover, Su Shi still retained the sense of responsibility that he had cultivated in the lower world.
After all, he failed to confuse this matter, Lu Zhuo's heart suddenly jumped, and he quickly sat up straight with him, and bowed his head honestly before admitting his mistake: "It's my fault, I have already promised you, but I still can't help you. busy."
"I can't blame you this time, it's because I thought too carefully at the beginning."
Thinking of what he saw in the forest, Su Shi's mood became more and more complicated. He took a deep breath and shook his head, pondering and slowly sorting out the situation at hand.
"Calculating now, there are actually two and a half pots left. They haven't figured out what happened to the so-called massacre of villagers and the destruction of treasures, but why did I kill all of them in the first place?" They didn't have time to figure it out—I have sealed the memory of Qinghua, and the Zongmen is probably dead without proof. Only the village matters, we have to go there ourselves."
"Okay, I'll go with you."
Lu Zhuo didn't ask much, just nodded, and after a moment of pondering, he said: "The body I picked up seems to be hated very much. It stands to reason that you should have passed away long ago. You and I walk like this. Will there be any inconvenience?"
"… meeting."
When he was asked, Su Shi couldn't help having a headache. He rubbed his forehead and took a breath. After carefully thinking about the situation at that time, his eyes suddenly brightened: "Actually, there may not be no hope. In my opinion, at that time Although they refuse to admit that you have driven me, they may not be unshakable in their hearts."
At that time, the spiritual consciousness was fighting against the Holy Monarch's mana, Taoist Qingxu and He Tianlan seemed to have something to say, but neither of them said it out of their mouths, maybe it was because of this that they became suspicious.
After all, Lu Zhuo was still too inexperienced to take the blame, and he still didn't understand his thoughts, so he blinked blankly, but Su Shi had already put a hand in his palm: "I'll give you this body, you go and help me trap it." They, I will deal with the troubles in the village."
That village was actually targeted by Shengjun first. He took the first step and burned the whole village into a piece of scorched earth, but secretly moved the villagers to a mountain depression a hundred miles away, and covered it with a phantom array, and forced it to stand in front of him. The other party snatched the mausoleum of the strong man. The system only needs results, and does not strictly require the process, so even though he cheated, he was successfully counted as passing.
He was still thinking about what to do, but Lu Zhuo's expression became serious, and he frowned slightly and held his hand: "No, it's too dangerous to leave the body, you are at a critical moment now, and you must not get hurt again .”
Su Shi raised his eyebrows slightly, and almost wanted to ask where the critical moment came from. When he met his lover's rare and serious gaze, he finally pursed his lips thoughtfully, and nodded slightly: "Okay, then let's think about goodbye." way."
His tone was very gentle and serious, and he was not even half unwilling, but it made Lu Zhuo stunned. His heart was finally let go because of his rare toughness, and he couldn't help but hug him into his arms and rub against him: "I never Explain, how dare you believe me..."
They were already so happy that they hugged people and rubbed against them, and they insisted on speaking out by themselves.
Su Shi chuckled dumbly, rubbed his heads that were arched around his neck with both hands, and looked down at him with a chuckle: "If you believe me, I naturally have to believe you, otherwise, wouldn't you have lost money?"
Meeting the clear smile in his eyes, Lu Zhuo couldn't help laughing, suddenly straightened up, looked at him and said sincerely: "As long as I earn you back, it doesn't matter if I lose money."
Su Shi's eyes were sore, and his heart was bubbling with heat. He took a deep breath to dispel the choking, and pulled him into his arms to hug him.
There seemed to be countless words in his heart that he wanted to say, but he couldn't say a single word. He just tightened his arms more and more, closed his eyes and pressed them against his broad shoulders, and he felt warm in his heart. It seems that it is not so necessary.
…
Terrible.
As soon as this thought came to him, Su Shi shivered vigilantly, trying to sit up, but suddenly realized that the other party was holding his arm firmly, and he was slowly falling down on the couch.
"No, we still have business to do, let's save it for the night—"
Su Shi was a little anxious, raised his hand against him and said something, but a comforting kiss fell on his forehead: "I know, I'm trying to find a way."
What a way. Su Shi gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, and was about to move his hands to remind the other party to do business first, but suddenly a sharp look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but slow down.
The mana that originally belonged to him passed away quickly, but the hot mana like the shining sun poured into the body continuously with the gesture of getting close, and the cycle went on and on endlessly. The power of the soul blended quietly, and the inexplicably familiar seals fell down layer by layer, directly searing into the depths of his soul.
He suddenly remembered what it was.
In the animal world where ears are not pulled, tails are rubbed, because a certain dark companion beast was temporarily disconnected, he once made a cameo appearance as the companion beast of the opponent, and concluded a special contract.
That contract is a bit strange, it is obvious that he is responsible for protecting it, but all the injuries suffered will be borne by the other party.
It never occurred to him at all that the printing method of this contract would be universal.
"I didn't chase you through so many worlds for nothing..."
Lu Zhuo let go of him a little bit, his breath was a little uncertain due to the huge consumption of mana, but Heiche's pupils were full of brilliance, and the corners of his lips curved happily.
The newly fused mana slowly flowed in the two bodies, and the dazzling light gradually dissipated.
Warm palms were put behind his head, and Lu Zhuo supported the warm couch with one arm, and slightly lifted his upper body, and rubbed his fingertips through the soft hair gap twice with a smile: "I can't run away now."
"I didn't just run once, and it's as long as you read it up to now."
Moisture appeared in Su Shi's eyes, he laughed dumbly, and pushed himself up to sit up, and was hugged into his arms again.
After careful calculation, he only escaped hastily in the first world, and he has developed a memory since then. It's been so long, I didn't expect that the other party still couldn't let go of it.
Lu Zhuo stared at the warm smile in his eyes, and there seemed to be a dimness in his pupils, but it was only fleeting, and it was filled with soft and broken light again, and he pressed his cheeks and rubbed them lightly.
His chest was sore and warm, Su Shi raised his head slightly, leaned against his arms and sighed lightly: "What to do, I won't dare to get hurt casually in the future..."
"Then don't get hurt, I will protect you."
Lu Zhuo raised the corner of his lips, and gave a warm kiss to the corner of his lips, finally got up satisfied, and rubbed his forehead hair: "My contract was directly concluded on the soul, now you can get out of the soul to be your What I want to do. What do I need to do, just stop them?"
"Just stop them, remember to bring me out, make them believe that those things were indeed done by me, and I will go and strengthen the phantom formation that covered the village."
The phantom array in that village was to obstruct the eyes and ears of the Holy Monarch, and he was not at ease if the array was set outside, so he simply put it in the peak of no return. It may be difficult to teleport a person there, but it is very easy for the soul to go there.
Su Shi pondered for a while before nodding his head slightly, closing his eyes and concentrating on getting out of his mind, but suddenly because of such a familiar feeling, the shadows of swords, lights and swords falling from the sky flashed in his mind, and his figure paused unconsciously.
The strength of the two of them has merged with each other, even Lu Zhuo, the soul, can see him, with the body in his arms, and his eyes still fall on him with concern.
Su Shi smiled, leaned over to hug him, wrapped his arms around his broad shoulders, and retracted them soothingly.
"Be careful not to get hurt. If it's enough to protect yourself... try to let them go, after all, they don't know."
Those who do not know are not guilty.
They don't know, he is not guilty.
Su Hongjian was already dead when he was besieged in the cave. He has already obtained what he couldn't ask for, so it's better to let everything have a more satisfactory ending.
Lu Zhuo was silent for a moment, then nodded in response, then grabbed his hand and clenched it tightly: "Don't worry, I will do my best this time, and I will never mess it up again."
"I believe."
There was a smile in Su Shi's eyes, and he held that hand instead, leaned over and kissed, before rushing towards the formation in the secret room.
Under the Peak of No Return, except Taoist Qingxu who hurriedly sent Qinghua back to the mountain gate, the rest of the people did not leave yet.
Shengjun was repelled by Taoist Xuankong and fled into the peak of no return, so he must have a plan. Su Hongjian's soul has returned to heaven and earth, and even the last remaining spiritual consciousness has dissipated. Even though they knew that they were defeated by the Holy King, everyone felt ashamed and painful after all. After leaving the bamboo grove, he stayed at the foot of Bufu Peak to recover from his injuries. Apart from a duel with Shengjun, he had no other thoughts left in his mind.
After a night of silence, all the immortal cultivators recovered from their injuries, and no one spoke.
I don't know if it's because of the wine, after a night of hard work, the wounded Xianxiu's injuries have healed a lot, and his strength seems to have increased.
Everyone was still in shock and doubt, before they had time to figure it out, they only felt the powerful magic power suddenly attacking, they immediately became vigilant, sacrificed magic weapons one after another, and looked at the place where the magic power came from.
A figure came from the Sword of Never Returning Peak, it was the Holy Monarch who retreated into the Never Returning Peak last night.
"You guys are very brave."
Seeing that everyone is advancing instead of retreating, the momentum is stronger than yesterday. Shengjun sneered, and the killing intent in his eyes slowly gathered: "Since you know my methods, but you still stay here, are you really not afraid of losing your life?"
"I owe Hung-chien my life, and today is the right time to repay him."
He Tianlan was fearless, and laughed loudly, his fighting spirit was full of sonorous: "It's useless to talk, just take action!"
He knew that he was no match for the Sage King, but he already had the will to die, and he was about to attack directly when he joined forces with the sword. His gaze fell on a figure slowly approaching behind him, but his eyes suddenly tightened, and the castration was in jeopardy. Can freeze.
Behind him, Su Hongjian stood indifferently, looking up at the crowd, the light in his eyes was very strange.
It is rare for him not to wear a simple ink robe. Although it is still a thick ink-splashed cloak, the pattern of swimming dragons has been pressed thinly with silver thread, and a dark red lining is revealed at the front of the lapel, which makes him look extremely luxurious and arrogant. It's not as clear and peaceful as it was at the beginning.
"Hung-chien...is that you?"
He Tianlan was stunned in astonishment, and it took him a while to speak in a tentative voice.
But Su Hongjian didn't seem to have heard his words, the long sword in his hand was glowing with coldness, and he raised it flatly to point at the crowd, his whole body was surging with devilish energy.
"I've said it before. He was originally my man. He was just playing a show to deceive you, but I don't want you to really believe it."
Shengjun sneered in disdain, and motioned for Su Hongjian to come to his side, with a cold killing intent in his eyes.
"I heard that the people who went back to report the letter have already arrived at Xuantianzong? Then this scene is enough. As for those of you who are not far away, just stay here together—people outside will naturally know that Su Hongjian is a man." For a true gentleman who sacrifices himself for others and is dedicated to righteousness, it will be much more convenient to go out and do things like this..."
After saying that, he flicked his robe sleeves, and Su Hongjian had already charged towards him with his sword, and the pitch-black devilish energy directly attacked He Tianlan's chest.
"How could it be—Hung-chien, it's me, have you forgotten the agreement you made with me, have you forgotten what you said to me?"
He Tianlan's expression was astonished, he didn't even dodge, he just talked to him hastily. Immortal Venerable Xuankong's expression froze, and he jumped to tear him away, the immortal power swung away to block the blow in front of him, and collided with the pitch-black demonic energy, but his expression suddenly showed faint astonishment: "No, this is not demonic energy …”
"Xianzun, what did you say?"
He Tianlan's heart trembled, and he almost guessed what he meant. Xuankong Immortal Venerable did not answer, and slowly looked at Shengjun, his eyes finally gathered monstrous anger.
"Holy Monarch, Demon Venerable Hung-chien has behaved well all his life. It is an inhuman act for you to take away his body and train him into a corpse puppet. Now that you want to deliberately smear his name after death, you don't realize that Are you ashamed!"
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Holy. It must be fine. Jun. Can't last three seconds. Attack: ? ? ?
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