It's Shen Shu.
He walked in, closed the door of the hall, and the little light that came in disappeared.
The entire palace was once again shrouded in darkness.
Shen Shu walked slowly to the edge of the bed and sat down.
He glanced over Ye Yunlan's wrist, which was clasped by the chain, and raised his head again, bending his eyes slightly towards Ye Yunlan, and said, "Master, you are awake."
Ye Yunlan's hands are shaking.
The chain reminded him of the unbearable memory that also happened in the magic palace many years ago.
He raised his hand and seemed to want to slap Shen Shu on the cheek. However, in front of Shen Shu's bright red eyes with a smile, his hands trembled and he curled his five fingers tightly, but he didn't fan them.
"Shen Shu, do you know what you're doing?" He took a breath and squeezed the sound out of his throat.
Shen Shu: "I know." After saying that, he raised his hand to hold Ye Yunlan's hand that had stopped in the air, pulled it into the heart of his hand, and gently rubbed the lock ring and knuckles on his wrist.
The slender carpal bones were disjointed and fragile in his palm. He smiled, "Didn't Master just want to hit me, why did you stop?"
Ye Yunlan: "Shen Shu!"
The rising anger made his face stained with fat, and the fine red smeared from his neck to the tips of his ears.
He wanted to raise his hand again, but Shen Shu grabbed his wrist.
The chains struggled to make a crisp sound.
Shen Shu kneaded his wrist and said, "Master, don't be angry. It's not worth it if you get angry."
"Although I'm ready to use it as a cauldron for Master, it's better for Master to toss as little as possible with his current body, otherwise he will pass out in a coma at the time of double cultivation, and the spiritual power instillation will not be complete. ?Teach me to worry."
"The blood of the Ye clan has been revived in the master. If you absorb my power again, the master's body will definitely be much better. At that time, it doesn't matter how you want to toss me," he? To the back of his head, staring at him? Golden eyes, "As long as the master doesn't leave me."
Ye Yunlan: "—Shen Shu, did you forget that I am your master!"
The smile on Shen Shu's face narrowed.
"How could I forget. It was the master who saved my life back then, and it was the master who taught me to practice swords, led me to practice, and took care of my young growth. You are the most important person in my life?"
He held his hand, lowered his head and kissed the back of his hand, said.
"I will never forget you."
Ye Yunlan: "What you mean by not forgetting is that you imprison your teacher, go against his wishes, and insist on double cultivation with him?"
Shen Shu: "Because I don't just see you as my mentor. I also see you as my lifelong lover."
Ye Yunlan: "... nonsense!"
"I've been thinking, which one is more intimate, master, apprentice and Taoist partner? Back then, every time I heard you mention your former Taoist partner, I was so jealous." Shen Shu continued on his own. "But now I don't want to be jealous anymore."
"I'm the only one by my side now, and I'll be alone in the future." He murmured as if to himself, "It's enough to have me alone."
There was a faint gleam in those dark red and cold eyes.
Ye Yunlan saw clearly this time, what was hidden in Shen Shu's eyes was clearly obsession and madness.
For more than 30 years, the obsession and madness are constantly piled up from thoughts.
As deep as the abyss. No pouring out.
It will only gather in the body and burn into a bigger and bigger fire, burning itself and burning others.
Ye Yunlan felt a sense of horror. The horror of being targeted by beasts on the verge of madness.
Shen Shu held his hand and inserted his five fingers into his palm, firmly entangled with each of his fingers.
He approached, his hot breath sprayed on Ye Yunlan's face, and his voice was hoarse and low, "What should I do, I obviously want to recuperate Master's body better before doing double cultivation, but I can't help it anymore, Master. "
Ye Yunlan turned his head to avoid him and touched him. Unexpectedly, Shen Shu's other hand suddenly grabbed his back and pressed him firmly into his arms.
Shen Shu's head was close to his neck, buried in his hair, and he took a deep breath.
"It's the smell," he said with a hoarse smile, "the smell that haunts my dreams every night..."
Shadows spread out from behind him as if uncontrollable, and many climbed up along the edge of the bed, climbed onto the snow-white bedding, and entangled Ye Yunlan's falling white hair.
The man's body was clinging to him, no longer as vigorous as when he was a teenager, but still hot.
Ye Yunlan's face was flushed with thin red, and she scolded "arrogant", trying to push him away, but suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder, and the other party bit his left shoulder fiercely.
The man bites hard.
It seems like he wants to leave some mark on him.
This action, as if he was still the young man who reluctantly hugged him behind his back and bit him when he said goodbye to him at Yanhui Peak.
But back then Shen Shu bit his shoulder just to say goodbye.
But now the man in front of him kept saying that he wanted to be with him forever, master, disciple, and Taoist companion, never to be separated.
Ye Yunlan smelled a touch of blood. A sense of absurd rebellious ethics mixed with the familiar breath of the other party, and the black shadow danced wildly in front of him, making it difficult for him to distinguish whether he should be angry or fear. …or indulge yourself in conformity to that familiar feeling.
He felt the fire burning in his cheeks, the sweet incense burning in the palace made his limbs weak, and his mind seemed to become dizzy.
Dark shadows meandered into his snow-white undershirt.
Can't... can't go on.
"Shen Shu, when I wrote a letter for my teacher to leave Tianzong, it wasn't... I didn't mean to leave you behind." He frowned and endured the pain in his shoulders, and said in a low voice, "As a teacher, I had no choice but to leave. As a teacher, I never thought... that I can still live."
The pain on his shoulders stopped slightly, Shen Shu licked his lips, and said hoarsely: "Master lied to me. Only the blood of the Ye Clan can open the Xianzhou, if the Master does not go voluntarily, how can the Xianzhou go smoothly? Activate and get you where I almost can't get there anymore."
He said, grinding his canine teeth on Ye Yunlan's shoulder again.
A dense itching pain came from his shoulders, Ye Yunlan frowned, barely suppressing his anger and said, "Let me go first, and I'll talk to you in detail."
Shen Shu leaned on his shoulder for a long while without making a sound.
It wasn't until the frantically swaying shadows around him gradually calmed down a little, that he released the hand that was holding Ye Yunlan's back, and instead stretched out his hand to grab his chin, the blood-red like Liuli's eyes twirled with a dim light.
"What reason does Shizun have, it is best to clarify it once."
Ye Yunlan was forced to raise his head to meet his eyes, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his silver-white eyelashes trembled before saying.
"Back then, it was Chen Weiyuan who asked me to meet in the Xianzhou Zhi. The reason why Ye Clan's Xianzhou Zhi would suddenly start was inseparable from his design."
Shen Shu pinched his chin and looked at him.
"Why did he want to meet with Master? Why did Master want to promise to meet him?" Even breaking the promise he made to him, and going there at any cost
The incomplete memory of being a Demon Lord told him that in the future, Ye Yunlan and Chen Weiyuan would become Taoist companions, and some associations caused by this caused the shadows around him to surge again.
Ye Yunlan was silent for a while, "In his hands, he has something that I have to take back."
Having said this, he remembered the demon bones that he hadn't handed over until Chen Weiyuan died, and frowned deeply. Regarding the matter of the magic bones, whether the ancient magic refining formation can be formed, it would be fine if the magic bones had disappeared with the demise of Chen Weiyuan, but if not, it fell into the hands of others
His brows became deeper and deeper, and the man looked at him in a trance, but his bloody eyes gradually narrowed.
"Master has to bring back things? But in my impression, Master doesn't seem to have anything special attention. Magic weapons, spiritual pills, and all kinds of precious things in this world, you seem to be the same. unnecessary?."
"Sometimes the master will make me think that you are originally an immortal in the fairy world who doesn't eat the fireworks of the human world, and the fireworks of the world's vast red dust, for you, are all dust and mud and filth, you don't need to pay attention."
Shen Shu pinched his chin with a little force, and his scarlet eyes came closer, full of anger, like an extremely vicious evil spirit.
"So what is it that can make Master give up his promise to me, and want to go to that ancient immortal boat, to cross the void together with a wild man, and to fly together?"
Ye Yunlan couldn't bear it any longer and said, "Shen Shu! You have already seen Chen Weiyuan's body in Xianzhou? Why do you want to say such a thing? You clearly know that I already hated him so much back then, so how could I be with him? Su Shuangfei? Think about it with your brain full of tofu—" Because of his excitement, he felt a tightness in his chest, and he couldn't help but start coughing in a low voice.
The chains on his hands rattled as he coughed.
He felt that the current Shen Shu was somewhat unreasonable.
Instead of pinching his jaw, Shen Shu took him who was coughing into his arms, stroked his back with his hands, and entered his spiritual power.
His embrace was warm.
The voice was still hoarse and empty.
"I'm just too jealous." He said softly, "I'm jealous that someone can take the Master's attention, whether it is resentment or disgust, but it can make Master leave me without hesitation, and go to me almost never again. nowhere to be found."
"I'm too scared. I'm afraid that the master is just teasing me. As long as I blink, you will disappear again."
"Like now, even if I use chains to encircle you and drop countless formations around the magic palace, my spiritual sense still does not dare to leave this palace for a moment." Shen Shu embraced Ye Yunlan's thin body with great strength. Heavy, as if he was holding all he had left in the world, "Thirty years is too long, you're not by my side, I've thought about too many things."
"Every day and every night I think about where you are, about your life and death, about your situation, about whether you will get used to preparing food for you without me by your side, and about how I will treat you if you are found. You, you will never leave again, thinking if you are already dead, in the world? Is there any other way to bring you back to life, so that I can see you again, I want you to know what kind of demeanor I will show after I become a devil, Will you denounce me for being a rebellious teacher and not worthy of your apprenticeship? If we get married in the future, what kind of wedding should we have? What kind of new house should we build? In a hundred years, what will we be like in the future? exist?"
"I seem to think too many things," his eyes suddenly became a little empty, "but I can't stop."
"...And if you don't, I'm afraid I'll forget you." He murmured, "A lot of soul fragments, not mine, pain, hatred, anger, fear, are all echoing in my mind. I devour They all want to drag me to hell."
Dark shadows danced around, spreading out and condensing like fluff.
He suddenly laughed.
"But I don't."
He hugged Ye Yunlan tightly, sniffing the fragrance in his hair fascinatedly, and said: "Master, as long as there is a chance that he is still in the world, I don't want to go to hell. When I become a ghost, Master will not I recognize me, but what should I do? If I found the master after all the hard work, but the master left me again, what should I do?"
Ye Yunlan's cough has gradually subsided.
He was embraced by Shen Shu, and he didn't speak for a long time.
Thirty years have passed.
The man's stature has become tall and large, and it is almost indistinguishable from the person in memory.
No matter the shape or the breath.
At this moment, he was hugging him like a child, and the words he said were broken and chaotic.
But every word is inseparable from him
He exhales slowly.
He raised his hand and gently covered the man's back.
He opened his mouth hoarsely.
"Shen Shu, I'm here."