"You, didn't you say..."
"You lied to them." Fan Wuxi said nonchalantly.
Xie Bian stared blankly at him.
"Such a powerful magic horse, why give it to Li Buyu."
When mentioning Li Buyu, Xie Bian recalled that in the memory fragments of his previous life, there was a picture of Li Buyu kneeling in front of "himself" crying and begging for mercy. Although he couldn't remember the cause and effect, combined with Li Buyu's current actions Because, this person is obviously not a good thing all the time, so Fan Wuxi is right, powerful weapons cannot be given to people with evil intentions.
However, Xie Bian was still a little unhappy: "Wuxie, you also lied to me."
Fan Wuxi paused: "Senior brother..."
"You can't lie to senior brother." Xie Bian said seriously, "Master taught me since I was a child, to be more frank and sincere when dealing with people close to me."
"If I say so, you will definitely stop me." Fan Wushi took Xie Bian's hand and shook it, "Brother, don't be angry with me, with it, we won't get lost."
Xie Bian felt that he should teach Fan Wuzhen a lesson. It can be seen that he frankly admits his mistakes, and he can't perform at all. Moreover, with Wu Xiao, he can indeed send them to the place faster. Don't lie to senior brother, I will really be angry."
"Understood." Fan Wuxi went up to get to know Bian personally, "I won't dare in the future."
Xie Bian touched the cheek that was so hot from the kiss, and gave him a sideways glance: "Let's go."
As soon as the two of them got on the horse, Xie Bian grabbed Fan Wuxi's hand that was wrapped around his waist: "I told you in advance, let's go on our way, you are not allowed to make any moves."
Fan Wuxi looked innocent: "I didn't intend to do anything."
"Last time you..." Xie Bian recalled the first time the two of them rode a horse, and Fan Wuxi was not being honest.
"What happened last time?" Fan Wuxi pressed his face against Xie Bian's, and smiled ambiguously, "Where did you move senior brother last time?"
Xie Bian pushed his head away: "Hurry up."
"Senior brother, will you feel uncomfortable sitting like this?"
"No, just sit down."
"Lean in my arms." Fan Wuxi tightened his arms, and wrapped Jie Bian in his cloak, "Wu Zai is very fast, and it's cold and windy here. If you feel uncomfortable, come with me." explain."
Xie Bian felt warm in his heart: "I'm fine, let's go." He even sat up straight on purpose to show that he was fine.
Fan Wuxi said in a low voice, "But I want Senior Brother to lean in my arms."
Xie Bian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What have you been thinking about all day long?"
"Miss you. I'm not interested in other people or things, I just think about you." Fan Wuxi pressed Jie Bian's chest to make him lean towards him.
"I have something to think about." Xie Bian teased, "You are young, you should stick to your Dao heart and don't think wildly."
Fan Wuxi kissed Bian's hair: "Cultivating the Tao first cultivates the heart, I only have you in my heart, so you are my Tao heart."
Xie Bian chuckled, and immediately put on a serious face: "Where did I learn it, it's outrageous."
Fan Wushi went to kiss Bian's earlobe again: "Brother, I want to kiss you."
"move."
"Turn around and let me kiss you."
"You're still lying."
"Just a kiss."
Xie Bian smiled helplessly, then suddenly turned his head and took a sip on Fan Wushi's lips, then turned around quickly: "Okay, let's go."
The corners of Fan Wu's mouth raised unstoppably, his heart was soft and soft, as if the heat generated by two people hugging could melt even the snow field.
Wu Zai galloped in the snow, as fast as a black lightning, and the snowflakes hit the skin, as if he had received a knife with his face, the sting was unbearable, and in the end, his face was blown to pieces.
They ran from morning to night, although they were much faster than others, but they really suffered.
After the sun went down, they found the cave where they stayed temporarily when they left Kunlun last time. To be honest, Wu Zai helped them find it.
When the two got off the horse, their legs were almost too stiff to move, especially Xie Bian, who fell straight to the ground, and was almost hugged by Fan Wuxi.
"It's numb from the cold." Xie Bian smiled wryly.
Fan Wuxi picked him up horizontally, walked into the cave, and put him on the haystack left by some traveler.
Jie Bian rubbed his legs with his hands, and at the same time accelerated the circulation of spiritual energy in the body to relieve the stiffness of the body.
Fan Wuxi touched Bian's ice-like face, and said distressedly: "It's cold, I'll just light a fire."
Jie Bian wanted to smile, but the muscles on his face didn't listen to him: "Okay."
The dry firewood taken out of the Qiankun bag was quickly ignited, and the two of them stretched out their hands and feet to warm themselves, their movements were a bit funny.
After warming his hands, Fan Wuxi rubbed them vigorously a few times, and then hugged Xie Bian's face.
Xie Bian looked at him with smiling eyes.
"Is it warmer?" Fan Wuxi asked.
"It's much better, my hands and feet are gradually feeling." Xie Bian also rubbed Fan Wuxi's cheeks with his warmed hands, and said distressedly, "What about you, you must have been frozen."
"I'm fine." Fan Wuxi said with a smile, "You're still so afraid of the cold."
"Well, I'm really afraid of the cold, maybe it's because..." Xie Bian was stunned for a moment, he recalled the scene where he almost froze to death in the snow, although it wasn't him, but he confused this memory just now, Almost blurted out. He could feel that with each passing day, he would remember a little more, even a little bit, and it would not be long before he completely recovered the memory of his previous life, but Zong Ziheng's memory was too heavy, maybe it wasn't him If you can bear it, what should you do by then.
Fan Wuxi looked at Xie Bian's expression and guessed something. The reason why Zong Ziheng was afraid of the cold was because he almost died of freezing, and Xie Bian had never had such an experience, but he was also very afraid of the cold. Now it's not only Jie Bian who is confusing his past and present, even he sees more shadows of Zongzi Heng in Jie Bian.
Xie Bian quickly came back to his senses, and said lightly, "We were born in Sichuan, so we couldn't stand such severe cold."
"Let's eat something, and we won't be cold when we're full." Fan Wuxi changed the subject.
"Oh yes."
The two stewed a pot of mutton soup and heated up a pot of wine. They ate and drank cleanly, and their bodies really warmed up.
They lay hugging each other, occasionally talking, occasionally giggling, and occasionally rubbing each other's ears, and no one was willing to fall asleep like this.
"Senior brother, does it still hurt there?" Fan Wushi pressed the tip of Xie Bian's nose and asked with a smile.
Jie Bian immediately became alert and slowly backed away.
Fan Wuxi held the back of his neck and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I just want to hug you and kiss you now, I don't want to make you feel bad."
Jie Bian pinched his face: "You know it will be uncomfortable."
"Senior brother is too attractive." Fan Wuxi stared at him, "I can't stop."
Xie Bian snorted and said, "Boy, you are always so presumptuous just because your brother has a good temper."
"But brother also likes it." Fan Wuzhen grabbed Xie Bian's hand, brought it to his mouth and nibbled the slender finger, "Isn't it much more comfortable than brother doing it secretly by himself?"
Xie Bian's face became hot, he suppressed a smile, and nodded: "I don't know where you learned that."
Fan Wuxi lifted his chin, and kissed him softly: "As soon as I meet you, I will learn without a teacher."
"You have never been with anyone before..."
"No, I don't want anyone but you."
Xie Bian smiled, and scratched the tip of Fan Wuxi's nose affectionately: "Me too, I don't want anyone but you. I, I just hope that you, me, and Master, the three of us will be together forever, forever. Do not separate." His eyes were bright, revealing a simple ignorance of the world.
"Senior brother, I will help you achieve it." Fan Wuxi stroked Xie Bian's long hair, "Master will be safe, and they will change their fate for him."
Jie Bian nodded firmly.
Fan Wuxi grabbed Xie Bian's hand, raised it in the air, and then inserted his fingers into his, interlocking his fingers. He admired the hands of the two of them as if he were appreciating a rare treasure.
Xie Bian smiled and said, "What's wrong?"
"Being able to hold hands with you like this..." Fan Wuxi's heart tingled, "I feel very satisfied."
Xie Bian tightened his five fingers: "Then we will hold hands together."
"Brother, you said that reincarnation is everyone's homework, and that if you can't cultivate in this life, you won't be able to do it in the next life. Is that true?"
"It's not what I said, it was what Cui Fujun said."
"Mr. Cui Fu is right. Who can define reincarnation?"
"Then what do you think reincarnation is?"
"I don't know what reincarnation is, but why can't reincarnation be an opportunity to make up for the regrets of the previous life? You say that if you can't forget the past, you can't start again, but many people, even if they bear the most painful memories, are not willing to forget , Forget it, isn’t it a betrayal of self? Forget it, isn’t the mistake you made meaningless.”
Xie Bian thought for a moment: "Your thoughts are thought-provoking. Maybe Zong Ziheng also has the same thoughts as you, so he will use memory to harass me."
Fan Wuxi smiled wryly: "He's definitely not." Because he chose to forget me without hesitation, he kept turning his back on me, using conspiracy, sword, death, and Meng Potang.
"how do you know."
"He drank Mengpo soup."
"He wanted to start over."
"Why should he start over?" Fan Wuxi's voice changed suddenly.
Xie Bian froze for a moment, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.
Fan Wuxi immediately realized something was wrong, as if he had never been able to control his emotions when it came to Zong Ziheng, he stroked Bian's face: "Brother, we won't talk about him anymore."
"Have you ever thought about it?" Xie Bian stared into Fan Wuyi's eyes and said surprisingly calmly, "If Zong Ziheng hadn't chosen to start over, you and I would neither meet nor know each other. If Zong Ziheng didn't drink Meng Potang, there is no such thing as me, Jie Bian, in this world!" The face of Fan Wuxi in his field of vision overlapped with the sinister and sycophant's demon respect again, and he was repeatedly tortured by Zong Ziheng's memory. During the days, he tried every means to separate the two people, but he still couldn't stop the terrifying suspicion in his heart.
Fan Wuxi was stunned. He suddenly felt dizzy, and there was a question he had never gotten the answer from his heart, that is, whether he wanted Zongzi Heng or Xie Bian, they were clearly the same person, but they were not alone, he wanted the one who had the same relationship with him. The elder brother whom they shared when they were young, but also wanted this senior brother who was sympathetic with him and trusted him wholeheartedly.
But what he wants is doomed to be unable to have both. So he chose not to make a choice, but to hold on to this person firmly. He wants Xuanyuan Tianji Talisman, he wants the cultivation of his previous life, and he wants him to live again in this life. No power can take away the person he loves the most. Walk.