The protagonist Gong is still reincarnated

Zhou Yan said "Ah!", "How can someone as wise and powerful as me take it by force? Brother, you really look down on me."

Seeing his smiling face, Mu Qi didn't find any signs of injury when he checked his pulse just now, so he relaxed a little, and asked, "Then how did you outsmart him?"

Zhou Yan asked him to get closer, put his ears to his own, and told the story triumphantly:

"You don't know, they have a disciple named Gu Shi who is very greedy for money. He lost a bet with me and didn't have enough spirit stones to pay me back. In the end, he had to steal [Fang Yan He] from his senior brother to pay off the debt with me! Hehe!"

Gu Shi, since you were so enthusiastic about Lin Yi before, please help me for a while!

Mu Qi was dubious, "Aren't you unable to walk out of Xuanji Gate?"

"My name is Rongzhi, who runs errands for me! I taught him how to gamble and cheat..."

"I didn't expect you to be a little cunning!" Mu Qi laughed, the junior brother was very lucky, if this matter was resolved by force, no disciple in this generation would be able to do it, after all, there are so many opponents.

Hearing this, Zhou Yan leaned on his knee pitifully again, "Brother, I did it all for you... I have used my housekeeping skills in the mortal world..."

Mu Qi looked at his drooping head, and smiled sweetly, like the warm sun in winter, it was so comfortable that Zhou Yan wanted to stay in it for the rest of his life.

But not forever.

Zhou Yan suddenly held Mu Qi's hands again, and let the white cloth cover his eyes.

"Zhou Yan, what are you going to do?"

Mu Qi asked with a smile, thinking that his junior brother would give him another gift.

Until, the warm touch fell on his cold forehead.

Mu Qi's whole body froze, motionless, his mind was spinning wildly, and in the end he didn't provide a result for this incredible scene.

Once looking at flowers in the fog, once looking at the moon in the water, what he dared not touch in memory came when he was most powerless.He destroyed [Luomeng], bid farewell to all the past, the night he cast the Soul-eating Curse, he said goodbye to the spring, autumn and moon of this life, and the ups and downs of the rest of the year.

I never thought that there would be someone who confessed his true feelings for the rest of his life.

Wrong time, wrong person, wrong self.

After Zhou Yan planted a kiss on Mu Qi's forehead, he moved away from him in shame and shame, sat and watched the expression on his face.

For a long time, Mu Qi didn't open his eyes until two streams of tears flowed from the corner of his eyes to his cheeks.

"Brother... don't cry... I was joking with you, alas, I'm a beast, that's why I fell in love with you, anyway, it's all my fault, you hit me It’s okay, it’s okay to scold me, don’t cry..."

Zhou Yan became anxious, knelt down in front of Muqi, and took out [Bu Feixian].

"You can stab me with a sword! Come on!"

Mu Qi opened his eyes, and slightly parted his lips, as if he wanted to say something. The next second, the Soul-eating Curse kicked in, and his bones and soul seemed to be bitten by tens of thousands of demon insects, making him pale immediately, and he glanced at the ground. Zhou Yan, with a complicated expression, left without saying a word, and locked himself in the bedroom.

As soon as he entered the door, he couldn't hold on, and fell to the ground, leaning his back against the door.

After a while, the tears flowed more and more, and couldn't stop, thinking of all the things that happened with Zhou Yan before, hating myself for being stupid, not realizing it early, pulling away in time, breaking the relationship, tears and wry smiles intertwined, making me even more pitiful.

Fate tricked.

The external pain in body and spirit is not as good as his helplessness and pain from the heart.

No one could heal his wounds.

Because, he was not injured at all, but was cursed.

Soul Eater Curse.

Lu Yingchao got it from his magic power of possessing the body, and used it to lure the righteous way and torture the captives.

Planted in the depths of the soul, unless the soul is scattered, there is no chance to untie it, so we can only rely on the elixir given by Lu Yingchao to relieve pain and delay death.

Without the elixir, even if you endure all the pain, you can only live for three to five years.He has never been knocked out of the golden core, but is self-sealed to relieve more torture caused by his high cultivation.

Zhou Yan lingered in the corridor for a few sticks of incense, and finally couldn't calm down, came to the door of Muqi's room, knocked on the door, and said: "Brother, I know you don't want to see me now, and you know it's wrong, you are angry, Just be mad at me, don't be mad at yourself... I was too hasty today."

As he spoke, he sat down and rebuked himself for his crimes.

"First, I kissed you without asking for your opinion. It's too much. This is the number one sin. I admit it. Second, I have admired you for a long time. The first time I saw you, I felt , Alas, let’s not talk about it, anyway, it can be counted as unreasonable thinking, wishful thinking, this is the second biggest sin, I also admit it! But I have to explain, I am different from the words of the ancestors, first, I am reserved, and second, I am Put it into practice and don’t talk about empty talk. Thirdly, I have never written obscene poems or anything. If I can’t write them, I’ll talk about it. In short, I haven’t written them, and I haven’t done them either. Not necessarily, I have every reason to think that he has done it, but if I dreamed that you kissed me, it counts, then I...then I and Patriarch Yan are also different... "

"Bang!"

The door suddenly opened from the inside.

Mu Qi has restrained all his emotions and looked at Zhou Yan expressionlessly, "I want to go back to Shenmu Cave."

Zhou Yan stood there blankly, and asked in a low voice: "Senior brother, I was wrong, can we go back to the past?"

Mu Qi didn't give him an answer, Yu Jian flew away in an instant, and his voice echoed in the mountains:

"Don't do unnecessary things."

Zhou Yan chased out of the courtyard, stood on the edge of the cliff in the rain, bit his lower lip until Ziqing was bitten.Looking at the frost-white figure in the distance, hidden in the night, it has disappeared.

Tongying Peak lives in a small courtyard in the middle of the lake.

Under the tree, there was a chessboard, Rong Zhi held the black pieces, Rong Shan held the white pieces, and soon the black pieces were all killed.

"Absent, absent-minded!"

While counting the spirit stones won by winning chess, Rong Shan was muttering.

"Senior brother Rong Shan, why don't we take a gamble, how many times will Zhou Yan go to Tongxuan Peak, senior brother will be willing to meet him?"

Rong Zhi thought about Zhou Yan, after all, this kid was his half-disciple, and he was in a predicament right now.

Rong Shan put away the chessboard, took out the antique tea set from his collection, and knocked off Rong Zhi's hand touching the teacup. While making tea, he asked slowly, "How many times has Boy Zhou run through Xuanfeng?"

Rong Zhi is not good at arithmetic, so he counted with his fingers, "One, two, three, four, five...", he was just short of pulling his toes, "Seventeen times, or twenty times? Anyway, it started from the Mid-Autumn Festival last year. ..."

Rong Yin, who was practicing sword at the side, pulled the sword flower at the end, came to the table, snatched the cup of tea that Rong Shan had brewed, and let Rong Shan hop his feet unmoved, "39 times."

He practiced sword every morning, and often saw someone with a sword leaving scratches in the air, day after day, a total of 39 times.

"Then how many times should I gamble?" Rong Zhi was lost in thought, and Rong Yin shook his head.

The author has something to say:

Once looking at flowers in the fog, once looking at the moon in the water, what he dared not touch in memory came when he was most powerless.He destroyed [Luomeng], bid farewell to all the past, the night he cast the Soul-eating Curse, he said goodbye to the spring, autumn and moon of this life, and the ups and downs of the rest of the year.

I never thought that there would be someone who confessed his true feelings for the rest of his life.

These two paragraphs use the lyrics in "Phoenix Flying".