The moon, like a white fairy, stared with its only eye in the night sky after the rain.
Ye Chen woke up suddenly, as if someone had stepped on him in the dark, or as if his chest was being pressed and he couldn't breathe fully. With the sharp stinging pain in his throat, he broke something with his hand and opened his eyes.
It was a mess of ceramic pieces mixed with water. When I touched it, it was already cold.
Maybe he encountered something disgusting. He lay on the bedside, covered his mouth and retched twice.
"Kacha"
To the right, there was a crisp sound at the end of the bed.
Ye Chen thought he was hearing hallucinations.
"Crack" followed by another sound, someone was cracking melon seeds.
Ye Chen opened his eyes and looked to the right. There were candles burning in the room. The wooden window was not closed tightly. The wind blew the candlelight swaying and almost went out. The long and slender hand bones were holding an inappropriate paper bag, with melon seeds pressed on his thin lips. The man
Half leaning on the bed rail, I had some time to look out the window.
He looked at others, and they also turned to look at him. His narrow fox eyes seemed to be falling on him, his eyebrows were raised, and his thin reddish lips moved, showing a rare smile.
"Hey, I'm finally awake."
The man pinched his throat, raised his pitch and made a teasing voice, which was quite debauched, "You almost missed the news about the one in your family."
The tone was not very respectful, but it was a bit familiar. Ye Chenwei thought too much and recognized that this person was the inner demon. He nodded: "What time is it?"
"It's almost the fourth day." The inner demon said slowly, his voice was very low, for fear of being overheard by others, and he cracked the melon seeds loudly as he spoke, "Fuyao Immortal Lord is following
The old man talked for almost an hour."
In the past few times, the demons in his heart had appeared in front of Ye Chen in the form of black mist. Now that he saw his appearance, he was handsome and handsome. His gray lips were topped by a tall nose, and above him were enchanting eyes, narrowed.
When you close your eyes or close your eyes, you will feel like you are smiling.
Generally speaking, the most suitable way to describe him is charming.
"How...how did I get back to Liangzhou Hall?" Ye Chen was not immune to any beauty, so he couldn't help but look at her a few more times.
His little actions made the demon in his heart smile even more: "I was brought back by someone."
Ye Chen frowned, his face solemn and hesitant. He didn't say anything, but his inner demon snorted coldly: "What, you still want to sleepwalk back by yourself?"
He choked.
"That's not what I meant..." Ye Chen lowered his eyes and spoke softer and quieter. Finally, he simply lowered his head and stopped talking.
"What?" The inner demon couldn't hear clearly and moved towards him.
Very close, Ye Chen raised his eyes, his clean and penetrating eyes shone with a clear light and a hint of panic.
"Oh, I want to ask who brought you back?"
Under the gaze of the inner demon, Lin Tianjun, who was so thick-skinned that even a needle could not pierce it, was as red as a cooked shrimp and crab. The inner demon smiled disdainfully, "Besides you and me, who else is willing to be with you?
Is this evil star involved?"
Ye Chen almost blurted out: "Although I was full of evil and killed countless people in my previous life, in this life, nothing has happened yet and everything can be changed."
The inner demon suddenly approached, and he looked pitiful.
"What do you mean?" Ye Chen instantly felt like a clown, being laughed at by the man in front of him.
He stepped back to put distance between himself and this man.
The demon in his heart saw that he was speechless, and the struggle was in vain. He trembled his lips and smiled: "You are not the only one who is reborn. You should be careful about the people around you."
What does this mean?
"Master is also reborn?" Ye Chen hesitated.
"Maybe." The inner demon pulled away, sat back to his original seat, and grabbed the melon seeds, "But I'm not sure."
If the young master is really reborn, then all the previous problems have a reasonable explanation. But what if she is not reborn...
Ye Chen was thinking a lot. He followed the demon's gaze and happened to see Cong Ran and the second elder Xu Fang. After listening to some scattered words, he couldn't figure out a clue.
He turned around and asked his inner demon: "What are they talking about? Tell me."
As if he had heard a big joke, the inner demon arched his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows, "The emperor also has a day to ask for help." He let go of his hand, and a small handful of black melon seeds fell on Ye Chen's hand, "Fuyao Lord
She talked a little bit in the past, but I didn’t quite understand it. Anyway, what she said later was that she wanted to clean up the family, and she probably couldn’t stand the smoky presbytery.”
Ye Chen was about to pick up the melon seeds. When he heard this, his whole body was like a bolt from the blue. His heart felt like a big stone was pressing on him. He breathed hard and stretched out his hand, wanting to pull the shoulder and make him look into his eyes.
Make the first half of the sentence clear.
He has always wanted to know about her past.
But I don’t have the guts...
Ye Chen tilted his head to the side quietly.
The Liu Ningning that the inner demon just mentioned was an abandoned baby. The kind-hearted second elder took her in and raised her in the Qingxu Sect. There is not much chance of becoming a spy, so the possibility of the Elder's House is greater.
In his previous life, Cong Ran was a leader with no reputation, and all the decision-making power was in the hands of the elders, and the death of the old leader was inextricably linked to those elders.
No wonder Calm stopped her from thoroughly investigating the matter...
"Master, there are only five elders left in the Elders' Court now. One of the original six is not a human... It's better not to investigate this matter. They are just seeking revenge. After the revenge is over... there will be no more
Someone will die."
From a distance, Ye Chen heard Xu Fang's dissuasive voice.
The second elder actually wanted to leave Salvation a long time ago, but he did not leave because of the friendship the old master had with her. Congran could hear the meaning of the elder's words, and because of this, her mood became even worse.
"One of my disciples has already been killed. If I continue to let it go, does it mean that the second and third ones will die?"
The courtyard of Liangzhou Hall is very wide, so wide that you can directly see the main hall through this small window. The distance between Ye Chen and Cong Ran is not too far, so he eavesdropped on their conversation with concern.
October is the time when sweet-scented osmanthus is in bloom. The charming golden flowers appear in clusters in clusters under the moonlit night. The mist and gauze cover Cong Ran’s head. Some of the branches are short, as if they are gently rubbed by a girl’s white hands.
On her shoulder, he flipped her long hair that was half disheveled.
Ye Chen looked at the thin back under the shade of sweet-scented osmanthus in the room.
He wanted to touch it, but he raised his hand halfway and retracted it. Unintentionally, deviant thoughts flowed in his eyes, and his inner demons encountered him.
"Why are you so entangled with her? Nie Yuan, you really deserve the word Nie Yuan."
The inner demon paused for a long time, and then said something out of nowhere, as if suppressing something, and whispered: "But she really treats you well."
Ye Chen heard it and didn't understand it for a while. Some things had to be understood suddenly, like the curling smoke from a burning fire, or like the thin ice formed in the cold winter breaking suddenly. He suddenly understood.
Don't you and your little master correspond to the evil fate that is said in the world?
A relationship that is destined to be inescapable. In their previous life, they had a terrible start, and ended up tragically with both of them dying. This life has a good start... but what about the ending?
He suddenly couldn't imagine if his little master died in front of him again. What messy bonds and unimaginable evil fate would create such a melancholy beauty in such a situation.
I guess he will go crazy.
He will really go crazy.
The dryness in his throat made him lose the ability to speak. Ye Chen blinked bitterly, looking at the moon and stars that were out of reach when he was a child, his eyes were desolate and lonely. The inner demon was too numb to the warmth and coldness of human feelings, and he lost his composure.
He sat there for a long time without seeing the reason, thinking that he was thinking about something sad.
However, this wizened man suddenly stood up and was about to rush out of the door. He suddenly turned around and stumbled back to the bed. He bent over and, with the help of the weak candlelight, stood beside the bed.
I was looking for shoes on the ground.
In a panic, he tried to put it on his foot. After a long time, he couldn't put it on. He found that the shoe was on backwards and quickly put it on the other foot.
Ye Chen's behavior tonight was too abnormal. He was like a young boy who was just in love. He wanted to confess but was afraid of being rejected. He was depressed in his heart and was afraid that his sweetheart wouldn't know.
He put on his shoes, tied up his hair again, and looked left and right in front of the bronze mirror to make sure it was correct. When he opened his mouth, he was a little shy: "She is drinking. I will go out and take a look. Even if I take a look, she will be fine."
Just one glance will do."
The inner demon looked at him with an even weirder look: "..."
Xie Fang lived in the side hall of Liangzhou Hall in his previous life. When he thought that that person could spy on the master's every move through the small window, he felt an indescribable discomfort that made him feel messed up. The shoes on his feet were stepping on gravel.
, use a little more force and turn into powder.
Ahead was the main hall, where Cong Ran was sitting drinking wine with a sullen face. Ye Chen was a step or two away from her, but in such a big courtyard, the moonlight shining down was very dim, and the halo was not as bright as the candlelight.
It's rare that when it shines on the treetops, it has an ancient beauty.
Cong Ran followed her brother's temperament. Although there was no garden, there were quite a lot of flowers and plants planted. The leaves were hidden behind the trees, hiding from her sight and watching her secretly.
"Now that you're here, why don't you get drunk with me?"
The beauty who was drinking looked towards one place. The pile of grass moved. There was no wind at the moment. Who else could be there besides Ye Chen?
Like a frightened hamster, he wanted to turn around and run away, but his legs had no intention of doing so and stuck firmly into the soil, unable to move. With his head drooped, Ye Chen said cowardly: "Disciple had a dream...
…”
"I dreamed that Master didn't want me anymore. He said that I was the son of the devil's sect, a scourge to the world, and an existence that could not be tolerated in the world. He said that I..." Geng couldn't make a sound, and Ye Chen crawled as fast as a tortoise.
Xu walked up to her from the darkness.
Cong Ran poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip, and asked seemingly casually: "What else did you say to me?"
"The character is bad and the quality is difficult to improve..." Ye Chen's head hung lower, which was pitiful.
Cong Ran ignored him and half held the white mink between his legs with his left hand, rubbing it carefully. The mink called "Xiaojiu" and seemed very happy to see that it was the disciple of the Immortal Lord, but it turned out to be Ye Chen.
, his expression immediately changed.
"Master..." Ye Chen called pitifully.
"Sit down." Congran moved her lips and sighed, "You must have bullied it before, otherwise why would it dislike you so much?"
There was a plate on the stone table. There was dessert on the plate, but it had not been touched. The wine bottle was placed on it. Ye Chen saw her filling his glass for the third time, and then pouring wine for himself. The glass was pushed
Come on, his eyes seemed to be fixed on her, motionless, and it took him a long time before he blinked.
Then I touched the cup and raised my head. It was still the same person under the osmanthus bush, but the meaning was different. He was relaxed, as if he was unguarded.
The two of them were sitting side by side. There were clearly four stone stools, and he chose the one closest to Congran. His hand rubbed the wall of the cup. He had evil thoughts in his heart and wanted to reach out, but he was only an inch and a half away.
It was a vain touch from the air. At this time, Cong Ran only had to glance at him and he could clearly see his desire that was like a sea of fire.
Ye Chen raised his glass to Cong Ran and took a sip. Unexpectedly, what went into his throat was not the so-called sweet and delicious wine. On the contrary, this wine was hot and spicy, burning all the way into his stomach.
Even a capable person who can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk will still get drunk if he drinks too much!
"Can we not drink?" He bit his lip and said distressedly.
"Don't drink?" Cong Ran read what he said, her eyes were slightly haloed because of the halo, or maybe the alcohol was on her head. Ye Chen looked flushed, and her voice was a little bitter, "Drinking.
It will be bad for your health. But if you don't drink, your mind will be bad."
"It won't break, I'll warm you up." Ye Chen muttered confusedly.
Cong Ran didn't respond. He stared blankly at the wine in the glass. He was in a daze and his eyes turned even redder. "If I were not a fairy in heaven and fell into the world at ease, Duan would not shed a single thing for the worldly dust."
Only for good wine to move my heartstrings."
Everyone knows that the leader of the Salvation World is addicted to alcohol and can't put it down. I don't know whether it is the wine she loves, or the feeling of being drunk after being drunk. She drinks as much as the sea and drinks several jars of wine every time.
, only then can one be born in a state of drunkenness and dreams.
The moonlight was still so dim, without the carvings and without the sword, she was so thin that she was almost weak. A few of the collar openings were torn and hung loosely on her body. Her neck was very white, maybe it had not been exposed to the light for many years. Ye Chen couldn't help but
He stared at that place involuntarily, rather than looking at it, it was better to take a few timid glances.
The other party moved her lower body slightly. He held the cup in panic and hurriedly poured the wine. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a mole on her little finger, which was red.
"Second Elder... He wants to leave Salvation. If he has never had a relationship with dad..." Cong Ran said nonsense that Ye Chen couldn't understand, "If he leaves, there will be no one around me. He's dead.
Even if you die and walk away, you will leave me behind!"
"The dust is all gone, half of my body is injured, no one asks if my porridge is warm, no one wants to stand with me at dusk."
Her heart felt sad, and the light was like tears at the end of her eyes.
Ye Chen wanted to hold her in his arms, but before his hand could leave the cup, he decisively put it to his mouth.
Once something is done, it will shock the world. In his previous life, he ignored her feelings and humiliated her wantonly. Now he wants to put her on the top of his heart, and he doesn't even dare to hug her affectionately.
"How cowardly, are you still the Lintian Lord I know?" the inner demon encouraged.
Ye Chen made up his mind and used wine to strengthen his courage. He actually reached out and took off Cong Ran's hairpin. Her hair was half-tied, and the hair bundles that were originally coiled up were twirled on the top of her head, falling down like a waterfall.
, draped over the shoulders, catching the light from the crescent moon, covering the cheeks, so gorgeous that it somewhat offends the stunning beauty.
Cong Ran was taken aback and became really angry. With scolding words on her lips, she threw her to the ground in a bear hug.
"Dong——" sound.
The white ferret bared its teeth at Ye Chen and gave him a cold look. It trembled and glanced at the Immortal Lord weakly. It must have been silently thinking something in its heart and ran away in a hurry.
Ye Chen put his hands on both sides of Cong Ran, holding her in his arms and looking down at her.
"What?" She smiled, and his soul seemed to be seduced, "You want to commit the following crime?"
Ye Chen: "I just..." I've never seen you like this from such an angle.
Back when red flowers were blooming all over the mountain, he would sometimes see the figure with white clothes and black hair standing quietly under the peach blossom tree. The petals fell on her shoulders, but she did not brush them away.
In front of people, she is a fairy who needs to save lives and heal the wounded, accumulate virtue and do good deeds. Behind people, she is the same. Even though she is just in vain, she still holds the position of the master of salvation for hundreds of years.
At that time, Ye Chen always thought that if he could live again, he would be lucky enough to see that person's appearance when he was young.
"Yes, there is someone by your side." Why bother adding this sentence? He was silent for a while, then lowered his voice and said, "You have me, and I will always follow you." This chapter has been completed!