Warm red candles.
Shen Shu buried himself on the shoulders of his master, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a meaning of contentment in his pouring eyes.
With the thin underwear against each other, he could feel his master's body temperature slightly lower than ordinary people.
Maybe it was because he had been soaking in hot water for a long time, his master held it softly.
Like the soft snow in early spring.
"...don't make trouble."
Ye Yunlan said hoarsely. He's not dry yet.
He stretched out his hand and pushed the clingy apprentice in front of him to the side, he got up and sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the white towel next to him and wiped it, the other party got up again and came closer, "Master, let me help you trim your hair. Do it."
Shen Shu reached out and picked up a handful of wet long hair behind Ye Yunlan.
After the warm spiritual power passed, the smooth hair flowed down like silk and slipped over the other's thin shoulders.
After drying, Shen Shu stretched out his hand and gently pressed several acupoints on the top of his head and temple.
The strength is neither light nor heavy, very comfortable.
Ye Yunlan sat beside the bed and slowly closed his eyes.
"very nice?."
Shen Shu suddenly said behind him.
"Master is willing to accompany me, it's good?"
The candle shadows flicker, and the night is dark.
Ye Yunlan slowly fell asleep? He got up, blew out the candles on the table, and went back to the bed.
In the darkness, his blurred vision had completely lost sight of people, and he only felt that there was another person's temperature being transmitted continuously.
He thought he would not get used to it.
But in reality, he just felt warm.
It was as if he had been alone in the snow for too long, too long, and suddenly a ray of spring light came upon him.
Sleepy? Getting deeper.
The eyelids also became heavy.
The surrounding darkness was silent and gentle.
He whispered: "Go to sleep. Good night."
Tianzong's flying boat is moored outside Zhanxing City.
Zhanxing City is a big city in southern Xinjiang, where monks from all over the world gather here. However, due to the opening of the Netherworld Secret Realm, 99% of the monks have already entered the Secret Realm, and the city appears empty instead.
It is early spring, and it rains again in the city.
Early morning showers and a drizzle. Pedestrians walked on the street on the water, and the vendors on the street had already started shouting.
Shen Shu held an umbrella for Ye Yunlan.
The two walked through the downtown area and walked to the lake full of willows.
Looking from the side, there is a pool of shimmering lake light, the mountains in the distance are misty and misty, and in the dark and secret realm, ghosts and monsters, fighting and killing, seem to be very far away from them.
Ye Yunlan stared at the lake and the distant mountains, and suddenly said, "Shen Shu, after returning to the sect, what do you want to do."
Shen Shu replied: "Naturally, I continue to practice swordsmanship with the master. The master has taught me before? I still don't understand the meaning of my style of 'the stagnant water'."
"The meaning of swordsmanship? Don't force it. There are many, and you will understand when you need to understand."
Ye Yunlan paused, and then asked again, "Wait until you have practiced? Have you succeeded, but you can't learn?"
Shen Shu: "Going to find a recipe that can completely heal Master's body. After finding it, I took Master to a place with mountains, water and flowers, and settled there with Master, away from people and the world, and leisurely. Wouldn’t it be fun to cook wine in winter, enjoy flowers in spring, and be at ease?”
Very happy indeed.
Ye Yunlan fell silent.
There is no cure for the divine fire in his body, but this time he is strong in the secret realm? Running around and tossing and triggering the injury many times has accumulated hard to return, perhaps, there is not much time left.
There is only one way to save it, but he doesn't want to.
…And even if he wanted to, the divine fire was too dangerous. If the person who led the divine fire into his body, if he could not suppress it, he would burn to ashes from the inside out, and his divine soul would be destroyed.
How many people in the world can be recognized by Shenhuo
He would never let Shen Shu take the risk to try.
Ye Yunlan quietly looked at the misty distant mountains, the drizzle fell on the lake, the wind blew the willows, and slowly felt a little cold.
"Go back," he said.
Shen Shu: "Master no longer? Go away? The secret realm will be closed for at least a month or so. The flying boat is cramped and boring, staying all day long, I'm afraid mushrooms will come out."
Ye Yunlan: "It's cold in spring, and I'm a little tired as a teacher. If you feel that the boat is boring, you can continue to walk in the city. I can go back first."
Shen Shu disagreed?: "Without me, who would hold an umbrella for Master?"
Hearing this, Ye Yunlan was startled.
"Stay in the same place, sleep in the same bed, companions, go and return together, this is something that Master has promised me, and I can't go back on it." Shen Shu lowered his eyelashes to look at him, with a kind of serious simplicity in his expression, The eyes that reflected the morning light were shining like blood glass. He took Ye Yunlan's hand and said, "Let's go back together, Master."
Companions to each other, go and return together.
Ye Yunlan was silent for a while, and said, "...Okay?"
It was a month and a half after Feizhou returned to Tianzong.
Asked about the fact that there were many disciples gathered in twos and threes on the slope as before. Zhanxing City is far away from Tianzong, and there are many news that have not yet been delivered. Many disciples are looking forward to it, guessing what the Zongmen will gain this time.
What I didn't expect to wait was a group of disciples who looked tired and covered in scars, okay? Don't be embarrassed.
There were 3,000 disciples when they left, but they were already less than 1,000 when they came back.
"Senior Brother Cheng, this trip? What happened, how did so many people die?" A disciple hurried up and asked Cheng Xu.
Cheng Xu had a bitter look in front of him, sighed and shook his head, "We all underestimated the danger in the secret realm. Besides, the danger is not only in the secret realm, but also others. Treasures are touching."
Asked the disciple: "What happened in the secret realm?"
Cheng Xu said: "How can the secret realm left by the Emperor Netherworld for four thousand years be easy, in which there are countless phantom formations, and the danger is unspeakable. Although we were lucky enough to reach the third floor of the secret realm and harvested a lot of treasures, but with the later There is a conflict between the sects."
"In the first two floors of the secret realm, they have consumed nearly half of their lives, and they have been murderous and crazy, and they are unwilling to rest without treasures. Among them, there are many disciples of demon cultivators. A war broke out on the first floor. We joined forces with Tingyu Pavilion and Mozong disciples to fight the enemy, and only protected our own disciples. ? Worse than us."
The disciple asked, "How miserable is it?"
Cheng Xu's face was heavy: "Ten is not one."
The questioning disciple was horrified.
Cheng Xu sighed: "Junior Brother Ye and the others had the foresight to leave the secret realm ahead of time and avoid this catastrophe. Thinking about it carefully, although the treasure is good, it has caused such a fight and cannibalism... I would rather not ."
The disciple asked again: "Where is Senior Brother Rong? Senior Brother Rong is the leader of the sect this time. Did he also fall into the secret realm?"
"Don't mention him!" A sad-faced disciple behind Cheng Xu suddenly said angrily, "If it wasn't for him, how could more than a dozen of them, including Senior Sister Zhuang, Senior Brother Xu, and Junior Brother Gong, have died in vain in the secret realm?! Rong Ran He is a bastard who will do anything for treasures, a slut who is framed and framed! He is not worthy of being a disciple of our Tianzong! He is not worthy!"
The questioning disciple was a little stunned by the amount of information, and he saw that amidst the noise around him, several disciples dragged one person off the flying boat.
The man was tied up with ropes, his long hair was messy like grass, his clothes were covered with dust, and his gray fluttering could not see the original color. Not Rong Ran or who.
The disciple who had just roared picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at Rong Ran, "Rong Ran, get out of Tianzong!"
When he threw it, the surrounding disciples who looked decadent and tired seemed to be aroused by hostility. In the secret realm, the unwillingness accumulated by fighting for several days, and the pain of watching the death of their companions, seemed to suddenly have a cathartic outlet.
Countless stones fell on Rong Ran's body, like a torrential rain pouring down, and the angry voices of the disciples rose higher and higher.
"Get out of Tianzong!"
"You are not worthy of being a disciple of the sect!"
"Bitch! Bitch!"
Ye Yunlan and Shen Shu had already got off the flying boat and were sitting on the Tingfeng Pavilion at the moment.
Shen Shu was making tea, curled up in the mist, ignoring the hustle and bustle of the outside world.
And Ye Yunlan just looked at this farce with a light eye.
What Rong Ran suffered was what he suffered when he was framed and wronged and dragged off the flying boat.
Questions that were not answered back then are now answered.
Shen Shu poured the brewed tea into the cup, pushed it to his master, looked in the direction Ye Yunlan was betting on, hooked his lips, and said, "Rong Ran Gou is trapped in me, and now it's gone. It's his own fault to end up like this, and he can't blame anyone."
"However, thanks to him, I only realized that the master valued me so much. As soon as I remembered that the master drew his sword to protect me and confronted everyone, I knew that there would be no more in this world. Humans, can treat me like a master."
"I don't even know how to repay Master." He rolled his eyes, "I often listen to people's words, the grace of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring. Then I will... how about I promise each other?"
He got up and approached him, "Think about it carefully, whether it's your master marrying me, or whether I marry a master to go through the door, it's a great event, a happy event, and the disciples can accept it. If I were a woman, I would give birth to the master. A child is not a bad idea.”
These days, Shen Shu seems to have been fattened to be courageous, and his speech and behavior are becoming more and more reckless.
Relying on Ye Yunlan not being really angry with him
Ye Yunlan refused to speak to him at first because of his words, but now he has learned to ignore it.
He drank the tea with the cup in his hand, and picked up the long sword on the table.
"gone."
Shen Shu smiled and followed.
"Okay?. Let's go home."
Rong Ran was imprisoned in the Law Enforcement Hall, and the trial will be held in ten days.
The bamboo building was cleaned by Shen Shu, and the small building next to it was demolished by him mercilessly. That night, he went to Ye Yunlan with the quilt.
"The bed is too small." Ye Yunlan was expressionless, "You were not tall when you were young? You can still sleep together, but now..."
He raised his head and looked at Shen Shu's figure.
The youth's body is still growing, if it really grows to the size of the Demon Lord back then, two beds are not enough for him to toss.
Ye Yunlan refused.
Shen Shu: "Agreed? Live together, sleep together, sleep together..." After hearing Ye Yunlan's brows jumping, he winked at him aggrieved, and finally said, "Next door The house was demolished by me, and if the master does not take me in, I will be homeless."
Ye Yunlan raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, "Okay, come in."
The two of them slept in the same bed, which was really crowded.
Shen Shu behaved: "Tomorrow I will go to the sect to get a bigger bed and come back."
Ye Yunlan: "What a formality to lead the bed without incident."
Shen Shu: "Well... You said that the bed was accidentally broken? When I went to the door to get supplies, I saw Deputy Sect Master Cheng coming to pick up the bed again, so I see, the bed is broken, it's normal."
Deputy Sect Master Cheng Zixu and his wife Xue Mengdie are well-known loving couples in the sect.
Ye Yunlan: "Shut up. Sleep."
Shen Shu obediently shut up.
Early the next morning, Shen Shu went to the Zongmen Internal Affairs Office.
Ye Yunlan took a book and opened it, not long after, he heard the wind chime at the door.
He thought it was Shen Shu coming back, so he got up and opened the door, but saw a man with a black robe and a high crown and a handsome face standing in front of him.
It is the big brother He Lanze.
He Lanze began to retreat since he lost the sword match with Shen Shu, and it has been several months now.
Looking at his breath, he has already broken through to the calamity. There is also a foot in the door, and you can be promoted to transcendence.
He Lanze's cultivation was much higher than in the memory of Ye Yunlan's previous life. It can be seen that these months of closed-door cultivation have not been in vain.
"Why did you come here suddenly, brother?"
Ye Yunlan spoke calmly.
He Lanze stared at him greedily, his eyes deep and burning.
After several years of retreat, I thought about it day and night, and now I can finally meet.
"I went out this time for the sake of Rong Ran's trial. But think about it carefully, before the trial, I have to see my junior brother first."
Looking at Ye Yunlan's paler face than before, He Lanze remembered that Ye Yunlan had been in the sect for many years, and he followed Rong Ran and other virtuous people. He used a mask to show people every day, but his talents and appearance were not revealed, and he couldn't help feeling more and more pity.
He sighed softly: "In these years, Junior Brother has suffered."