Don't grab the halo of the hero and heroine in quick time travel

Chapter 42

Early the next morning, Yinshuang bid farewell to Wenren Junshu and Yinxuan went to Zen Buddhism together with Taoism.

When leaving, Yinshuang glanced at a slightly open window somewhere in the attic opposite, her eyes indifferent.

In the attic, Meixin looked at their retreating figures with strangeness in her eyes.

Zen, under the bodhi tree in the back mountain, Dao Shi brought Yinshuang and Yinxuan to the stone tablet, and said to them: "This is the stone tablet. Only those who are destined can see the words on the stone tablet."

Yinshuang just nodded slightly, staring at the stele with an inexplicable expression.

After explaining to them, Dao Shi didn't stay for long, leaving only the two of them.

Yinshuang felt the familiar Yuanshen, looked at Yinxuan with some doubts, and reached out to gently stroke the writing on the stone tablet.

There is only one sentence on the stone tablet: When Buddha crosses a predestined person, he first crosses himself when crossing others.

"Yanxuan!" Yinshuang murmured, and at the same time, a ray of dark golden Buddha and demon power passed through her hand.

Yinxuan was standing right behind her, and when he heard her muttering to himself, his expression was a bit complicated.

With the power of Yinshuang, the stele emitted a golden light. Two steps away from Yinshuang, it slowly condensed into a monk wearing a golden cassock, with his eyes closed, full of the Holy Spirit.

Yin Xuan fell into a daze, this figure looked exactly like him.

"Yanxuan." Yinshuang looked at him bewilderedly.

The figure of the monk became more and more solid until the golden light disappeared. At this time, he was like a mortal monk, without any sense of sacredness. He opened his golden eyes, saw the silver frost in front of him, and smiled slightly, like a spring breeze: " Amitabha! Shuang'er! Long time no see!"

Yinshuang's eyes were full of longing, but her tone was a little cold: "Monk, how long have you been talking for?"

Yanxuan's golden pupil reflected the figure of the silver frost, nothing else, and his tone was gentle and somewhat emotional: "10 years! Naturally, it is a long time."

Yinshuang laughed at herself, with a sad tone: "Hehe! You know it for 10 years! Monk, you are so cruel!"

Yan Xuan said guiltily, "I'm sorry!"

Yinshuang's tone changed, and she was a little cold: "I said that I will not accept any apology. If it is wrong, it is wrong."

Yanxuan's tone was neither slow nor slow: "I know, but I still want to say sorry to you. It was my lack of consideration that caused you to suffer this disaster."

Yinshuang looked back and forth at his primordial spirit without saying a word, stepped forward in disbelief, held his hand, sensed it repeatedly, and made a guess in his mind, his fingers trembling slightly: "Where's your relic?"

Yan Xuan smiled slightly, raised his hand gently to touch her face, lingered with his fingers on the mole at the end of her eye, and answered irrelevant questions: "10 years ago, I was born for the common people, and from now on I will only live for you."

"You, hehe~"

Yinshuang wanted to say something but found that she didn't know what to say, so she asked bitterly, "Why?"

Yanxuan turned his head to look at the sky, and looked directly at the sun. The sun cast a golden light on his golden pupils. With a smile on his lips, he said briskly, "It doesn't matter anymore!"

Yinshuang lowered her head, looked at her dantian where Yanxuan couldn't see, maybe she knew why!

Yanxuan turned his head, looked at Yinxuan over Yinshuang, and smiled at him gently: "This life, hello! I am your past life."

Yinshuang stood sideways, leaving space for them.

Yinxuan's expression was complicated: "Hello! Past life."

Yanxuan walked slowly towards Yinxuan, stood in front of him, and suddenly smiled from the bottom of his heart, with relief in his tone: "Hehe! Reincarnation IX is still the same!"

"What?" Yin Xuan was a little confused.

Yanxuan said gently in a tone of stating the facts: "You are the soul that was separated from me in my first life. I have never interfered in every life, but you will fall in love with her without any surprise in every life!"

Silver Frost's pupils flickered: Reincarnation IX?Then why do I have no memory?
"Really? You..." Yin Xuan couldn't believe it.

Yanxuan looked at Yinshuang, and asked softly, "Shuang'er, can you avoid it for a while?"

Yinshuang lingered on them for a while, nodded slightly, turned and left.

"You are me, and I am you."

Yanxuan stretched out his hand to Yinxuan: "Are you willing to merge with me?"

Yinxuan was neither happy nor sad: "Is there any room for me to refuse?"

Yan Xuan put down his hands: "Yes, but not."

Yinxuan smiled, and there was bitterness, unwillingness, and helplessness in the smile: "Then there is no, why do you need to ask more if that is the case."

Yan Xuan chuckled, he naturally knew what he was thinking in this life: "Haha! I said, you are me, and I am also you. I know my possession of her, and naturally I know your possession of her. If you It would be better to be voluntary.”

Yinxuan's tone was full of praise: "Hehe! Indeed, I don't want to, even if you are my previous life, but I dare not bet, because she loves you more."

Yanxuan looked at him and smiled bitterly: "Maybe the demon lord loves Yanxuan, but it might not be so when her memories of her ninth life return. So I don't dare to bet."

Yin Xuan was silent.

Yan Xuan looked up at the sky, and said in a calm voice, "I am no longer a fairy, only this soul. I failed to protect her well back then, and now I have no ability to protect her. And you, you are always a mortal, But her enemy is the high god, and we can better protect her through fusion."

Yin Xuan smiled slightly: "Hehe! I really can't refuse."

"This life! Thank you!" Yanxuan stretched out his hand, Yinxuan stretched out his hand, the two held each other, and Yanxuan turned into a golden light, melting into Yinxuan's eyebrows.

Yinxuan opened his eyes again, the pupils were no longer black, but with a little gold.

I saw Yinxuan walked to the side of the stone tablet and punched fiercely, the stone tablet shattered in response, and eight thumb-sized beads of different colors covered with cracks emerged from it. Yinxuan carefully held the eight beads and walked towards the Daxiong Palace.

Yinshuang stood alone in front of the Buddha statue, her back was full of loneliness and desolation.

Yanxuan walked up to her and stood beside her, calling softly, "Shuang'er!"

"Yanxuan?" Yinshuang turned her head and entered a dark golden pupil. Yinshuang was startled, looked him up and down, and looked over him at Yinxuan

Yan Xuan knew what she was looking at, and said gently: "We are one."

Yinshuang pursed her lips slightly and looked at the Buddha.

Yan Xuan handed the eight cracked soul beads to her: "This is your soul and seven souls."

Yinshuang took them, and the corner of her mouth curled up with bloodlust: "One soul and seven souls, hehe! Divide the soul."

Yan Xuan was a little guilty: "Sorry, I can only get them together."

Yinshuang closed her hands, and the eight soul beads sank into her body, her tone was calm: "It's already fine. Thank you!"

Yan Xuan smiled slightly, a little helpless: "What else do you want to thank me for?"

Yinshuang looked at the Buddha statue and said nothing.

"You're still angry."

"Shouldn't I be angry?" Yinshuang said lightly without looking at him.

"Yes!" Yan Xuan nodded.

Yinshuang still looked at the Buddha statue and said nothing.

Yanxuan hugged Yinshuang from his back, his voice trembling with remorse and fear hidden in it: "Shuang'er. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

I thought to myself: What I am most afraid of is that I will never be able to find you again. They promised me, but they did not keep their promises.It's me, it's me who underestimated people's hearts, it's me who is too self-righteous.

Yinshuang turned back and buried her head in his arms, her tone was dull: "Yanxuan, you are not allowed to make decisions for me on your own in the future."

Yanxuan hugged her arm hard: "Don't dare again!"

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