At this moment, all the pain on Wen Chan's body was weakened by this kiss, and there was an unspeakable joy in his heart.
He always believed that Liang Yanbei would come down with a sharp sword and protect him at a critical moment, and it has always been like this, without exception.
Sometimes he also thought that once he was honored by the emperor, no matter whether it was a slim beauty or a handsome young man, as long as he thought about it, there would naturally be a large number of people sending them to the palace in various shapes.
He sat on the highest position in Xiliang, possessed real power, and had everything at his fingertips, but he had to be Liang Yanbei, and it hadn't changed for decades.
There are too many reasons, but Wen Chan can only think of one at the moment, that is, no matter how dangerous or desperate the predicament is, as long as Wen Chan is in it, Liang Yanbei will step in without hesitation.
With him, Wen Chan has nothing to fear.
Liang Yanbei patted his head, his eyes stopped on his injury, gasped in distress, "Don't be afraid, the pain will be gone soon."
He hugged Wen Chan to the pillar and asked him to sit leaning against the pillar.
"You..." Zhong Guoyi was shocked when he saw Liang Yanbei, "Aren't you in another illusion!"
It's not that Wen Chan doesn't believe Liang Yanbei, but looking at him unconsciously, there is some worry in his eyes. Liang Yanbei smiled at him, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his face, said nothing, stood up and looked at him. Xiang Zhong Guoyi.
His expression changed in an instant, his eyes seemed to have sharp swords, and when he looked over, they carried a thousand tons of anger. These eyes were very beautiful when he smiled, but they were extremely terrifying when he was angry.
There is a strong murderous aura, Wen Chan can feel it so clearly behind him, Liang Yanbei's murderous aura is different from others, it is like an invisible pressure, which can be noticed, he is behind Liang Yanbei This is still the case, let alone Zhong Guoyi who is facing him head-on.
Holding the sword in his hand, he took a few steps towards Zhong Guoyi.
Perhaps it was this sense of oppression that made Zhong Guoyi feel terrified. He suddenly raised his hand, stretched out his sharp claws covered in black mist as before, with a fierce speed, and went straight to grab Liang Yanbei's face.
However, Liang Yanbei was not Wen Chan, he didn't dodge or dodge, he held the sword in his backhand and slammed upwards, splitting the black claws in half in an instant, splitting the black mist.
Zhong Guoyi was terrified, his face was distorted in pain, he stepped back again and again, staring in horror, "Who are you? Who are you?"
From such a close distance, even Wen Chan could see clearly that there was a very faint light on Liang Yanbei's sword, and that light became obvious the moment it cut through the black mist, glowing golden.
According to Liang Yanbei's usual personality, he should laugh now, mockingly, and then say something to torture Zhong Guoyi, but at this time he was extremely silent, silent, clenched his sword, and jumped on his toes In mid-air.
Wen Chan's gaze followed Liang Yanbei and lifted him up into the air, only to see his white clothes like snow, his black hair like ink, his long tied hair radiating wanton arcs, and the long sword in his hand was covered with a layer of cold light.
He couldn't see Liang Yanbei's face, but he could also imagine how breathtaking it was. He felt that for the rest of his life, he would always remember Liang Yanbei's appearance and posture at this time.
At the same time, the sky shook, and a loud sound came from the sky, Zhong Guoyi's face changed drastically.
When the blade fell with anger and killing intent, the speed was too fast to see clearly, Zhong Guoyi roared, and the thick black mist wrapped around his whole body, like a huge mouth of a fierce beast, trying to kill Liang Yanbei swallowed the man and the sword together.
Liang Yanbei's speed still didn't decrease by half, and he rushed into the black mist without a trace.
"Liang Yanbei!" Wen Chan was startled when he saw this, and wanted to get up, but the wound was pulled and he was shaking all over.
The next moment, Zhong Guoyi let out a shrill scream, and the voice became more and more piercing, becoming piercing and weird. When Wen Chan looked up, he saw that the black mist was being absorbed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The more it scattered, the figure of Liang Yanbei was revealed, and his long sword was inserted straight into Zhong Guoyi's heart, his whole body was pierced, and a faint golden light glowed from his heart, which was the place where the black mist was absorbed .
Zhong Guoyi's flesh was also rapidly drying up and decomposing, and finally the flesh and blood melted away, turning into a withered and yellow bone.
This is not a new bone. There are all kinds of dirt and insects on the bone. Liang Yanbei's sword pierced the bone in his heart, and it turned into powder and scattered all over the ground. foam.
This is rotting bone turned into a demon.
A strong wind blew by, all the scenery was like ink splashed with water, the blur faded very quickly, the moonlight was the first ray of light, shining on the snow on the ground, Wen Chan leaned against the tree, all the pain and wounds disappeared , he moved his hands and feet and stood up from the ground.
She was still wearing Liang Yanbei's warm snow-white cloak.
Liang Yanbei withdrew his sword, turned to look at Wen Chan, saw that there was no wound or blood on his body, and there was a smile in his dark eyes, he walked quickly, threw the sword aside, and took his hand to turn around , "Let me see if there is any injury."
Wen Chan's heart was full of emotion, his eyes were a little wet, and he said with a smile, "I'm fine." When he turned around, he saw a faint light of fire coming from a distance, and pointed and said, "It seems to be on fire over there."
Liang Yanbei patted all the dust on the cloak before looking up, "Let's go, that illusion should have been broken."
"Xie Zhaoxue and Zhong Wenjin are still in the temple." He did not forget them.
Liang Yanbei didn't know that the two were in the temple, so he was a little surprised, "Let's look for it."
"Don't look for it." Liang Shuhong's voice came from beside him, "We sent them down the mountain, your two guards and Ah Fu are below."
The two turned their heads and saw Liang Shuhong and Lou Muge standing not far away, one tall and the other short.
The unhappiness on Lou Muge's face was obvious, he glanced at Liang Yanbei in disgust, and then looked away.
Wen Chan said, "Just send it on, thank you."
"Cousin, what's the matter with the ears on your head?" Liang Yanbei asked suddenly, his eyes fixed on the top of Liang Shuhong's head.
Wen Chan and Liang Shuhong were stunned for a moment when they heard the words. At this time, Liang Shuhong clearly had nothing on his head and looked like a mortal.
After a moment of astonishment, Liang Shuhong said, "Your Highness knows about this, so please ask him to explain to you. I came this time to say goodbye to you, and I have to leave."
"Where are you going?" Wen Chan asked.
"I'm going to the demon world. This little fairy told me that the entrance to the demon world is at Dongwang, so I'm going there." He said, "I need to find a way to become a mortal."
"Are you really going to find the demon king? Alone?" Wen Chan was a little worried, "What if he is a violent demon and doesn't want to help you? It's so dangerous to go all the way, the blood on your body And so precious, being targeted by other monsters..."
The more he talked, the more afraid Liang Shuhong felt, he hurriedly stopped him, "His Royal Highness, please don't say anything, I made up my mind with great difficulty."
Wen Chan sighed, "Be careful all the way."
Liang Shuhong looked like he was about to cry, "Cousin, you must settle down with my parents and tell them that I have gone to practice far away and will be back soon."
Before Liang Yanbei could speak, Lou Muge said, "It won't be soon."
Several people looked at him together, and he said, "Do you think the demon world is so easy to enter? Some demons will get lost in the entrance of the demon world. The shortest is a hundred years, and the longest is a thousand years. When you come back, your parents' tombstones will become ancestral graves..."
Liang Shuhong's face instantly became extremely ugly, his eyes became wet, "Is this true?!"
"of course… "
"Okay, okay, let's talk less." Wen Chan sighed again, and said to Liang Shuhong, "Since you are on the road, you should stop worrying about it. This road may never return. Who knows what will happen on the road? What, besides, the Demon King..."
Liang Yanbei saw that his cousin was trembling because of what the two said, so he quickly changed the subject, pointed at Lou Muge and said, "Your Highness, this kid picked up your cloak."
Wen Chan's words paused, remembering how he tricked Liang Yanbei into losing his cloak earlier, looked at Lou Muge again, and laughed dryly, "Yes."
Lou Muge snorted, "I didn't pick this up." He tore off the cloak, exposing his white belly, "If you want it, take it back!"
"Forget it, put it on, don't freeze!" Wen Chan waved his hand.
"Cousin, don't worry, I will take good care of your uncle and aunt." Liang Yanbei relieved the siege, and said to Liang Shuhong, "You can go at ease and be careful in everything."
Liang Shuhong finally calmed down a lot, and said, "After leaving the capital, I will no longer be Liang Shuhong. Anything I do outside has nothing to do with the Liang family. If I leave here and never return, let my parents not worry about it." .”
It was impossible not to worry about them, and they all knew in their hearts that after Liang Shuhong left, what he missed the most was his parents.
But there is no other way, Liang Shuhong is no longer a mortal, sooner or later he will be completely demonized and become a real Tushan fox, maybe he will become a powerful monster, maybe he will become a god with unparalleled beauty, Maybe... died on the way to the demon world.
But no matter what, Liang Shuhong must go, otherwise, if he stays here, he will witness the passing of time and the change of dynasties for everyone around him.
When parting, Liang Shuhong still shed a few tears, and left with Lou Muge very reluctantly. After leaving, he didn't know if there was a return date.
Wen Chan stared at the place where the two left for a long time. Liang Yanbei waited for a while, watching the fire grow bigger behind him, and patted Wen Chan on the shoulder, "Your Highness, let's go down the mountain."
Wen Chan nodded.
Liang Yanbei found a lamp from the room of Yanxiang Temple, and after lighting it, the two walked out of the temple. The wind at night was very cold, and Wen Chan had a cloak, but it was not cold, but Liang Yanbei was a little worried.
But Liang Yanbei's body was different since he was a child, so he was not afraid of the cold wind, and his hands were warmer than Wen Chan's, so he held his hand tightly and never let go.
The two walked a long way, and when they reached the stone steps, they saw that the snow above them had been swept away, so it was not difficult to walk, but the road was a little slippery, so they needed to be careful when going down.
The two supported each other and slowly descended the stone steps. When they reached the bottom, Ah Fu came up to him crying bitterly, "Your Highness! You have come back safely! This servant is about to die of fright!"
The piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are not as exaggerated as Ah Fu, and they also have the same worried expression. They only relaxed when they saw Wen Chan, and stood aside without speaking.
"It's okay, it's okay." Wen Chan patted his head helplessly, "Don't cry, be careful that your face freezes in the cold weather."
Ah Fu still couldn't help crying, he kept thanking Liang Yanbei, saying that he ran to Liang's mansion immediately after finding out that Wen Chan was missing, and forced Liang Yanbei who was still on his lunch break to get up from the bed.
In the end, it was Liang Yanbei who stopped him, saying that it was too cold, and it was easy for cold air to enter the body after standing for a long time, so they all got into the carriage and prepared to go back to the palace.
Ah Fu borrowed a carriage from the Liang Mansion, and took care of Xie Zhaoxue and Zhong Wenjin who were still asleep, Liang Yanbei and Wen Chan a carriage.
Sitting in the warm carriage, Wen Chan was in a trance for a moment, and a thought popped up, which made him feel relaxed: it's finally over.
"Your Highness." Liang Yanbei suddenly called out in a low voice.
The sound rang in his ears, and Wen Chan realized that he didn't know when he got so close, and his hand quietly touched from one side, wrapped around Wen Chan's fingers, and he asked, "What's wrong?"
"I want..." Liang Yanbei moved closer and closer, his fiery breath hit his face, warming his ears, "Kiss you."
As soon as the words fell, he lowered his head, kissed Wen Chan's cool lips, and put his hands through the cloak to wrap around his back.
Wen Chan closed his eyes calmly, responded slowly, moved closer and hugged Liang Yanbei, the sense of satisfaction of possession reached an unprecedented height.
At this moment, Wen Chan thought to himself, the person in front of him is Liang Yanbei who belongs to him alone. He is neither the general who guards Xiliang, nor the son of the Liang family who shoulders heavy responsibilities.
It's just his lover, now and in the future.