When Ye Zichen entered the room, there was a soft moan in his ears. The familiar tone made him suddenly raise his head and keep looking around the room, but what caught his eye was an empty room.
With a self-deprecating smile, he shook his head and threw his coat on the hanger beside the bed.
hallucinations again.
Since the war with the demons, Ye Zichen often has such hallucinations in the dead of night.
Or Su Yiyun, or Xia Keke...
Desolately walked to the window of the room, took out the nectar from the ring and placed it on the window sill of the room. Leaning against the edge of the window, he grabbed the nectar and poured it into his mouth, involuntarily recalling the past pictures in his mind.
"If I didn't join that group, maybe it wouldn't be like this."
He has really asked himself this question countless times. If he hadn't entered the group in the heavenly court, would his current life be another possibility.
Su Yan and Xia Keke were still the goddesses in his heart, and the people in their dormitory were still his brothers. After graduating from college for four years, they parted ways and went their own way. After a few years, a feast book brought them back together, sitting together and talking about their situation over the years...
Although this kind of life is boring, it is more comfortable than the life that is tired of calculations, intrigues, and walking on the tip of a knife.
"Why, I still like to sigh when I'm older? It's not like you!"
At this moment, such a sentence appeared in the room. When he heard this, Ye Zichen turned back suddenly, he was now completely sure that this was definitely not his hallucinations, but that someone was really in his room.
Behind him, there is indeed a young man with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
The young man was wearing a purple-black robe, with a bald head and a string of Buddha beads hanging on his neck.
"you… "
Seeing this young man, Ye Zichen froze. The jug in his hand slipped from the palm of his hand, and the young man standing opposite him stretched out his hand to catch the jug.
"Brother, what's the Parkinson's syndrome? I can't hold a pot of wine!"
Between the words, the young man took a sip while holding the jug to the spout. Ye Zichen's eyes kept changing, but after a few breaths, he grabbed the jug over.
"You've become a monk, and you're still drinking. You're breaking your precepts."
"I have nothing to do with wine and meat."
The young man grabbed the jug and poured all the wine left in the jug into his mouth.
When all the wine in the jug had been drained by the young man, after burping happily, the young man put the jug on the window sill, the smile on his face also closed, and smiled in a low tone.
"It's been fine."
This greeting made Ye Zichen's nose inexplicably sour, but he soon laughed again, hammering the young man's shoulder with his right hand.
"Su Yiyun, you kid..."
I wanted to laugh at first, but when I laughed, my eyes turned red uncontrollably.
Silently lowered his head, Ye Zichen put his hands on his eyes, turned his back and looked out the window, without speaking for a long time.
century.
It took half a year to blame myself.
In the past six months, Ye Zichen suffered a lot, and the images of that time were always haunting in his mind.
He came to the God Realm and used countless ways to find Su Yiyun and the others, and to find information about their possible existence. No one can know what he is responsible for, and no one asks him to be responsible for what, but the pressure he exerts himself is so heavy that he can't breathe.
Until now, when Su Yiyun stood in front of him again, that feeling...
It's really hard to express in words.
Su Yiyun, who was standing behind him, was also silent. He knew that this situation needed Ye Yechen to adjust himself.
As everyone knows, it is on top of the mountain at this time.
Under the pressure of Zhao Qianhe, Xiao Hu, who returned to the central Shenshan clan angrily, revealed a fierce aura all over his body.
When the people in the clan saw him, they just greeted him from a distance.
After the Hui clan, he went straight to the courtyard of the patriarch Xiao Yan. When he came here, he saw that Xiao Yan had already placed two cups of incense on the round table in the courtyard.
The scented tea was still steaming, apparently not long after it was poured out.
"sit."
Facing the aggressive Xiao Hu, Xiao Yan smiled genially and motioned him to sit opposite.
"Patriarch."
Xiao Hu was about to speak as soon as he sat down, but asked Xiao Yan to stop him, pointing to the tea in front of him.
"Have a cup of tea."
"I..." Xiao Hu was already very impatient, but the person opposite him was the clan chief, so he couldn't disobey the other side's words. He had no choice but to drink all the tea in the cup in one gulp, and after putting down the teacup, he said hurriedly, "Patriarch, I..."
"I know it all."
Xiao Yan chuckled and pressed his hand, but Xiao Hu frowned after hearing this.
"Patriarch, you all know?"
"Isn't it because the three inner disciples we sent were killed, the Longevity Sword Sect, Huangfeng Sect, and Imperial Beast Sect were also among them."
"Since you all know, then you still..."
"How can it be?" Xiao Yan glanced at Xiao Hu lightly and said, "Just now, the extreme north Shenshan Wuwanghai released news that the Longevity Sword Sect, Huangfengmen, and Imperial Beastmen became its vassal forces. After half a day, Wuwanghai will send messengers to sit down on the three forces."
"It's the sea of ignorance again!"
Xiao Hu's fists clenched hard, then he frowned and said, "Patriarch, this Wuwanghai is deliberately looking for trouble for our Xiao family, are we going to endure it like this? As long as you give an order, I will take Xiao Hu immediately. Attacking the sea of wuliang by force."
"Xiao Hu, you are the old man of our clan. Even if it were me, I would call you uncle in terms of seniority. Your strength is beyond doubt, and the title of Thunder Tiger is the greatest compliment to you. I don't doubt that you have The strength of attacking Wuwanghai, but sometimes not everything can be solved by force."
Xiao Yan looked at Xiao Hu on the opposite side and pointed at the teacup in front of him.
"Do you know why I asked you to drink that cup of tea, I just want you to be quiet. Wuwanghai is one of the best forces in the God Realm, so it is obviously unrealistic to attack it. Besides, the recent situation is rather subtle. ,The less trouble, the better."
Xiao Hu is a martial artist with a hot temper.
In Zhao Qianhe, he was already angry, and he was so provocative by a junior who was less than the supreme, he was about to be blown up by anger now.
Even if Xiao Yan said this, it was still difficult for him to quell the anger in his heart, but he wanted to give the patriarch's face. Since the other party said not to provoke Wuwanghai, he had no choice but to give up.
"That's the one who listened to the patriarch."
As soon as the voice fell, Xiao Hu was about to leave, but at this moment he heard Xiao Yan call him to a halt.
"Don't be in a hurry, I have other things to arrange for you to do."