The original misunderstood me! ! !

When Wen Yue left Bizhu Peak, he never expected that he would come back here only four days later and sit at the same wooden table with Yu Zheyuan for dinner.

The dishes are still very simple, they are all porridge and side dishes, without meat, and the bowls are still white jade bowls, so clean that they can almost reflect the people and things around them.

If it wasn't that the surroundings were too quiet and no one was talking except Situ Yi, Wen Yue would have the illusion that nothing had happened. "Taoist couple".

"..."

Wen Yue sat next to Yu Zheyuan, less than a foot away from him. Apart from burying his head in his meal, he didn't know what to say, letting a faint embarrassment spread in the air.

However, Situ Yi was completely unaware that the atmosphere was not right. Seeing Wen Yue's return, someone finally paid attention to him, and happily enlivened the atmosphere.

"Master, what did you do this time?" Situ Yi asked while eating, "Did you go to collect medicine for Xianjun?"

Wen Yue subconsciously looked at Yu Zheyuan, and Yu Zheyuan also turned to look at him.The eyes of the two suddenly met, Wen Yue's scalp felt numb, he immediately looked away, and said stiffly: "...Well, yes."

"Oh, that should be a difficult medicine, otherwise? Master, you won't come back after four full days," Situ Yi mentioned the difficult four days, and suddenly had a lot to think about, "Master, Why have you been here for so long, do you know that the whole Bizhu Peak is quite deserted, and Xianjun and I have thought about it several times? Looking for you and pushing open your door only to find that you are not there."

Wen Yue: "...?"

"Although? It's only four days, we feel that the days are like years." Situ Yi frowned and picked out the cabbage in the assorted vegetable soup. He didn't like the taste of this vegetable. "I think Xianjun has dark circles under his eyes. See? I didn't sleep well."

"Xianjun, do you think about it every night? Master? So much so that you can't sleep?"

Yu Zheyuan picked up a vegetable meatball and said lightly, "Yes."

"Master, what about you?"

Wen Yue: "..."

Wen Yue bit the bullet and said, "I can't sleep either."

As soon as this sentence was finished, Wen Yue was almost so embarrassed that he ascended to heaven.He hurriedly sent a voice transmission to Yu Zheyuan: [A Yi still doesn't know about that.According to Xianjun, we still have to act in front of Ah Yi? 】

【Um. 】Yu Zheyuan picked up Wen Yue's bowl and filled him with a bowl full of emerald and white jade soup. After filling it, he didn't put it on the table. Before learning the truth, he brought the spoon to Wen Yue's lips like he did to his loving Taoist couple before he learned the truth, and said softly, 【He is still young, he can't accept our separation. 】

"..." Wen Yue crashed on the spot.

Wen Yue really didn't expect that he had a showdown with Yu Zheyuan and was kicked out of Qilian Mountains. Now he came back to protect the minor's physical and mental health and prevent Situ Yi's "house" from collapsing. I also want to play this scene with Yu Zheyuan.

It's really like the parents divorced long ago, but they are concerned about their children's feelings, and they still have to pretend to be affectionate in front of the children...

Life is not easy, Wen Yue opened his mouth and drank the soup.

Yu Zheyuan smiled slightly, Wen Yue's figure was reflected in his amber-like pupils, which gave Wen Yue the illusion that the fairy's eyes were affectionate and focused.

Unexpectedly, Xianjun's acting skills were better than him... Wen Yue couldn't help but his heart speeded up, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his palms.

This meal was very exciting, because Yu Zheyuan not only fed him a mouthful of soup, but also frequently added vegetables to him. No matter what Situ Yi thought up, Yu Zheyuan gave him a positive response, even after eating. At this time, he stretched out his hand and wiped away a grain of rice that Wen Yue had stuck to the corner of his lips because of panic.

Situ Yi watched them enviously all the time, only Luo Yu remained calm as always.

Her gaze was cold, with a hint of doubt, she kept staring at Wen Yue coldly, wondering what she was thinking.

In Wen Yue's eyes, that gaze examined and understood, as if he and Yu Zheyuan were both acting at a glance.Relying on Luo Yu's eyes, Wen Yue forcibly cooled his heart? He didn't indulge in falsehood, and stayed awake from the beginning to the end.

After dinner, Luo Yu and Situ Yi went back to the small bamboo building. In order to maintain their "love" in front of Situ Yi to the end, Wen Yue Yujian and Yu Zheyuan flew towards the Yunyu Pavilion on the top of the mountain together.

However, Wen Yue didn't intend to enter the Yunyu Pavilion, and stopped when he was about to fly into the Yunyu Pavilion.

Yu Zheyuan, dressed in white clothes, looked back from He Gujian in front of him, and fixed his eyes on Wen Yue: "Why don't you come here?"

"...After all, it's the Demon Lord's room, so it's inconvenient for me to set foot here." Wen Yue paused, then bowed his head and said, "I can just find a place to meditate."

"The Yunyu Pavilion has a protective formation, and if there is any danger, you can detect it immediately. Yin Changli may counterattack at any time, and there is Ningshenxiang in the Nuan Pavilion, so you can get a better rest." Yu Zheyuan Yujian came to him and said softly, "Ayue can come back? Come to help us, I am surprised and touched."

"Come and meditate, okay?"

Until Wen Yue came to the familiar room, sat on the familiar bed, closed his eyes and concentrated his breath, he still didn't understand what kind of attitude Yu Zheyuan had.

He can understand the "accident" but why is he "moved"?

He occupied the body of the immortal monarch and Taoist couple, shouldn't the immortal monarch hate him or even loathe him?Why do you look at him with indescribable tenderness and nostalgia?

Because looking at his face, you will think of the Demon Lord?

It's hard to accept the reality that the Demon Lord might be gone, so you use yourself as a substitute to put your feelings on?

Wen Yuexin? His mouth was sore but there was nothing he could do about it, and he even despised himself who was persuaded by Yu Zheyuan? Somehow he came to Yunyu Pavilion.

Rationality told him that he came here because of an emergency. Since he wanted to ensure Yu Zheyuan's safety, it was best to stay by his side, and there was no need to fuss over such trivial matters to avoid suspicion.

Emotionally, Wen Yue once again felt that fatal attraction, as if as long as he was closer to Yuzheyuan, he would? Can't the heart beat faster because of Yu Zheyuan...

He was really out of his wits.

Wen Yue sat cross-legged on the low mahogany bed, sighed deeply, and planned his next departure in his heart.

After this wave is over, he will hurry to the Demon Realm to find a way to move his soul.

Having made a decision like this, Wen Yue got rid of distracting thoughts and entered the state of breath adjustment.

The mana flows from the dantian to the whole body, and travels along the meridians. The tiredness of these days and the small scars hidden in the blood are gradually swept away and repaired... I don't know how long it took, Wen Yue opened his eyes .

Wen Yue:? ? ?

The mahogany low bed is no longer there, and the tables and chairs, the incense burner, the bronze mirror, and even the entire Yunyu Pavilion in the warm pavilion are all gone.

He was in a pure white fog? He didn't know where he came from, and he had no way back. He could only tentatively take a step forward.

——The scene suddenly changed.

A majestic and towering fairy mountain appeared in front of my eyes. The steps of the mountain were made of white marble, which could almost reach the sky.

However, the mountain steps, which are usually white as a jade belt, are now stained with blood, like a blood-stained ribbon.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air. Some blood was sprinkled on the white jade steps and the surrounding vegetation, forming spots of bloodstains, and some gathered into a meandering stream, flowing down the steps.

Wen Yue felt terrified in his heart.

He suddenly had a terrible conjecture, which made him ignore the bloodstains, and planned to climb up the Tongtian steps quickly with Yujian.

But when Wen Yue tried to sacrifice the bone sword, he unexpectedly found that the Qiankun bag was empty and the bone sword was gone.

Just like Yunyu Pavilion, all the instruments and talismans he carried with him disappeared out of thin air!

Wen Yue tried to circulate the mana in his body, and found that the mana he had accumulated and straightened out just now disappeared without a trace.

A gust of cold air rushed straight from the soles of his feet to his brain, Wen Yue's whole body was icy cold, his thoughts turned sharply—is it Yin Changli who is playing tricks?

Besides Tongtianjiao, the ultimate villain, who else could remove all his defenses without anyone noticing, and put him in such a treacherous situation?

Are Yu Zheyuan and Situ Yi going through the same thing?

But the enemy is in the dark and he is in the light. The more unfavorable you are, the more calm you must be.

Wen Yue bit the tip of his tongue, letting the pain wake him up.After the initial shock, he actually quickly accepted this fact, stepped up the bloody steps, and ran towards the top of the steps with bare feet.

"call--"

The meridians in the body were suppressed and blocked by an inexplicable force, which made Wen Yue no longer cultivated, and almost became an unarmed mortal.

He walked up the white jade steps, and the closer he got to the top of the mountain, the more shocking the scene around him was.

Many monks dressed in white clothes and light gold belts around their waists lay down in a pool of blood and had already lost their breath.

They should have just died not long ago, and the corpses were still bleeding continuously, but those who lay on their backs all looked terrified and unrepentant.

Wen Yue shuddered.

At this point, he was basically sure that it was Yin Changli's handwriting—suppressing mana, controlling life and death, and treating other people as insignificant ants that could be crushed at any time. Is it consistent?

When Wen Yue came to the top of the mountain, he was breathing heavily, and his chest was already burning with a bloody smell from his violent running.

He caught sight of the little boy kneeling in the center of the hall.

——Yu Zheyuan.

At that time, Yuzheyuan was only six or seven years old, less than the height of a small tree.He was dressed in a snow-white embroidered gold robe. The robe was originally as pure as the first snow? It was dyed red by the warm blood and became dripping with blood.

Kneeling in front of the two corpses, staring blankly at their faces, he called out in a trembling voice, "Father...Mother..."

Wen Yue's heart? Almost broke.

Yu Zheyuan probably thought he was in a dream—no one could accept that after waking up overnight, the entire fairy gate was slaughtered, and his parents died tragically.

He stared at the stiff faces of the corpses, felt their pulses, and wiped the blood that was still gushing from the corners of their lips.

But the pulse has stopped beating, and the blood is rubbing more and more, and it can't be wiped off.

Yu Zheyuan collapsed in an instant, lowered his head, and let out a miserable howl!

"what--!!!!!"

Wen Yue rushed over...then it was empty!

It is clear that the main hall under your feet is a real entity, and you can touch the exquisitely carved jade pillars around it, but Yuzheyuan is like a shadow in a dream? You can't touch it at all.

Wen Yue stopped and took a deep breath, ordering himself to calm down.

However, Yu Zheyuan's wails kept coming from his ears, crying blood, like a sharp knife, stabbing his heart continuously.

The young boy's voice became hoarse soon, and he couldn't even cry. His beautiful eyes were opened to the extreme, stained crimson by bloodshot eyes.

He stood up in a daze, and suddenly? Thinking? He stumbled and ran out of the hall as if he had thought of something.

Wen Yue hurriedly followed, and saw that Yu Zheyuan tripped over the corpse all the way and almost rolled down from the hundred-foot-high fairy platform.

"Help... help... who can save us!!" The little boy was covered in blood all over his body, with blood and tears intertwined on his face, and he could barely see his original appearance.One of his legs was broken on the spot due to the fall from Xiantai, so he could only bear the severe pain, half-run and half-crawl out of the fairy gate, and staggered towards the downhill.

Just? So embarrassingly thrown at the feet of one person.

Yu Zheyuan raised his head in panic, and saw a clear and gentle face.

The man paused, stretched out his hands, and helped Yu Zheyuan up.

"What's going on?" He looked worried, but his voice was calm and soothing, "Don't worry, speak slowly."

"Yes, someone slaughtered my master, my parents, senior brother..." Yu Zheyuan's voice was like rust, and he couldn't continue at all, like a desperate little beast, kowtowed his head in despair, "Please save me!" ..."

"it is good."

The man responded quickly, knelt down, took the distraught young man into his arms, took out a clean handkerchief, and wiped away the tears and blood stains on his face.

But his eyes passed over the young boy's thin and undulating shoulders, and he looked at Wen Yue who was hiding behind a big tree not far away, and had a panoramic view of everything, and smiled.

Wen Yue: ... Yin Changli? !