The morning light was faint, and Chu Song sat cross-legged under the shade of the trees in the courtyard. The air of heaven and earth rotated, as if he were the creation of heaven and earth, transparent and ethereal, as long as the sunlight was clear, he would disappear like the translucent air suspended at this moment with fine dust particles.

The immortal Chu Zhenren still couldn't figure out why Yu Yanbai didn't have the slightest tendency to take the initiative.

Isn't love possessive?

He felt that someone was watching him from the air, probably the head Xuanbo. Oops, just thinking about his name Chu Songluo makes me feel. He's not the target, but, perhaps—just a sneaky, small little bit of candy, it should be okay, right?

He deliberately pretended to be unaware, and forced a mouthful of blood out of himself, and sure enough, he found that the magic circle was broken in an instant, Xuan Bo hurried to him, wanting to say something of concern, but saw that the person looked indifferent, so he turned to a laughing expression, pretending to caress his bloodstained lips lightly, "Oops, I didn't expect my junior brother to be so seriously injured-"

Chu Songluo knocked his hand off with one hand, but he was caught with his backhand, and he was pressed to the tree while he was powerless to resist.

Xuan Bo smiled and groaned, "Now that my cultivation has regressed, my junior brother still doesn't change the past, he is always so irritable to me, I am going to be hurt......"

"-Why don't you make up for my wounded heart?"

He was satisfied to hear the man in white gasp for breath that was heavy and unbearable, his hands restraining his movements, but it looked as if he were hugging him tightly, and then leaned out for a kiss.

The younger brother seemed to be distracted, and had lost his mind, and fiercely turned against the guest, sucking hard, and conquering his defense with the tip of his tongue as if he were plundering. Reason collapsed, Xuan Bo was kissed by him and could hardly breathe, almost his waist was weak, but he suddenly heard a cold and angry shout: "Let go of my master!" ”

Chu Songluo stiffened, and immediately separated from him, his eyes were full of self-blame, as if he couldn't believe what he had done.

Xuan Bo smiled slightly, took a few steps back and said with a smile, "Senior brother is extremely enthusiastic today, but this time is not a coincidence, you and I might as well have a long talk another day." ”

After that, without waiting for Chu Songluo to draw his sword, he pinched his hand and left.

Yu Yanbai woke up early in the morning, but saw that the master and the master were leaning against the tree in the courtyard and were inseparable.

He originally thought that he was so disrespectful to the master, according to Xuanbo's temperament, it was a big deal to kill people and destroy his mouth, and he was ready to flee thousands of miles, but he didn't expect him to leave without saying anything. However, this doubt flashed in his heart, and he did not think deeply about it.

Chu Songluo felt that he had eaten this snack quite refreshingly, and he pretended to cough twice, and closed his eyes seemingly tiredly, staggering-

Yu Yanbai saw that the master was leaning against the tree and looked tired, and after a closer look, there were still blood stains on his lips, and there was also a dark red puddle on the ground, and he saw him coughing twice, as if his body was out of strength, and he was immediately shocked, and rushed up just to catch Chu Songluo.

He is now twenty-three years old, but his size is still one head behind Chu Song. The man rested his chin on his shoulder, as if he couldn't help but explore Yu Yanbai's back with his hands, and his arms were wrapped around him, with so much force, as if he wanted to rub Yu Yanbai into his body. He gently rubbed his lips and kissed Yu Yanbai's hair, ears, and cheeks. Yu Yanbai felt that his lips were dry and dehydrated, and the feeling of touching his skin was slightly itchy, as if he was on fire. Feeling the hot emotion of the master in front of him was an extremely disgusting reaction in his previous life, but at this moment, he was also a little confused, hesitant and distracted, and even secretly looked forward to it. Unexpectedly, he was suddenly pushed away, staggering back a few steps before barely standing firmly.

Chu Songluo reluctantly pushed Yu Yanbai away, knowing that going to the home base like this could be regarded as a forcible take, and it could not be regarded as Yu Yanbai's initiative to dedicate himself. He pretended not to be able to control himself, fell to his knees, held the sword that never left his body, and bowed his head very wolfly, gasping for air. Although he was very conscious, Chu Songluo, who was very addicted to acting, still did a full set of acts and bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, making it look like he was barely coming back to his senses while struggling.

The man said in a dumb voice, "Stand down." ”

Yu Yanbai's heart was flustered, he was ashamed that he wanted to take advantage of the master's delirium to seek pleasure, and he was worried that the master was framed by the master, so he cautiously wanted to help him, but he was forced away by the cold sword qi!

Chu Songluo swung his sword violently, lost his support, and suddenly fell to the ground. He stood up with difficulty, the image was a wolf that Yu Yanbai had never seen before, his black hair was scattered, his white clothes were mixed with dirt and dust, and blood flowed from the corners of his lips, but he didn't care, his dark eyes rose with a trace of blood, and he said coldly: "Don't touch me!" ”

The sword is unsheathed, naturally only for intimidation and not for attack.

Yu Yanbai saw the back of the master staggering back to the room, and only felt a pain in his heart.

In the previous life, Master had always been a lone and unparalleled Sword Saint in the world, but now he suffered such an insult and fell into such a wolf situation.

Could it be that this qiē is all his own fault?

Because I was able to do it all over again, and I was well protected from beginning to end, did I want Master to bear such a tragic fate?

He bit his lip fiercely, and hated himself for being a cheap problem caused by people in his previous life, and he wanted to win the favor of his master with his body, and he resented this inexplicable destiny of reincarnation, hated the entanglement of cause and effect, and the injustice of heaven.

Heaven is unfair.

What is the solution to break this heavenly reincarnation?

What is the solution to jump out of these three thousand worlds?

He wanted to look up to the sky and roar, but he couldn't make a sound.

——！！

In a place where no one could see it, the jade pendant suddenly glowed slightly scarlet again. It flashed and disappeared, and it gradually synchronized with his heartbeat.

Poof. Poof. Poof.

The red light became more and more obvious, but at the moment when Yu Yanbai felt something, it stabbed into his chest!

Yu Yanbai covered his chest suddenly, but the tingling sensation was fleeting.

"Original...... That's it. ”

As if he felt something, he hesitated and struggled, lowered his head in silence, and walked slowly back to the room, his eyes dark.

After eating the sugar, Chu Songluo suddenly felt that the power of the laws of this world was shaken for a moment, and understood that this was about to be done, so he gently hooked the corner of his lips triumphantly.

But he couldn't help but think, so is my Chu Songluo's character just my Chu Songluo, or was it given to me by the author who originally created me?

He put his arms behind his head, thought for a moment, and smiled indifferently.

Anyway, the world he originally belonged to has been swallowed by himself, and it doesn't matter how his author set himself up in the beginning.

Maybe one day, he will be able to find the higher world that everyone has the ability to build a small world, and find his own "author".

Grievances and hatreds, it's not too late to talk about them.

**

It is said that the horse grabbing platform is the place where the ancient monks ran horses and laughed, tens of thousands of years have passed here, there is still a chic and heroic atmosphere remaining, which makes people feel bold and bold, and suddenly boiled wine to talk about the heroes of the world, and drew the sword to fight the heroic meaning.

Since the world has rules and regulations, Horse Sweeping is a place where the top is above board, especially the decennial autumn competition.

No one here seems to be able to defy the heroic spirit of the sages and use any tricks. In the high level of the horse sweeping platform, everyone in the world agrees.

At noon today, at the anode hour, the heads of the various sects prayed together for the longevity of heaven and earth, and then announced the official start of this autumn competition.

The disciples of the other peaks all followed behind the leading senior brother, but only Yu Yanbai was still alone. Many people looked at themselves with strange eyes, but Yu Yanbai held his sword with a cold face, stood on the stage independently, did not say a word, and waited for the end.

He was inexplicably very irritable in his heart, and he had lost the patience to observe the experience of his opponent's moves three times today, and he was quick to decide, which attracted everyone's frequent attention.

After the three battles, the deacon in charge of the pomp and circumstance said respectfully: "The next round of seniors will be scheduled until tomorrow afternoon, and at the specific time, we will send paper cranes to inform you tonight, if you want to watch the battle, so twenty-four platforms, you."

Yu Yanbai nodded, he was not impatient to watch the battle, and then thought of the secret about himself that he inexplicably knew today, but he was unwilling to return to the courtyard to face the master, and was about to walk around this horse grabbing platform.

The horse sweeping platform is an ancient ruin, surrounded by desolate stone monuments, endless broken ancient weapons and withered yellow weeds.

After 10,000 years, the boundless yellow grass is only like this, no matter whether it comes and goes in spring, there is no green grass sprouting.

I'm afraid that this was once a battlefield for several sages, and the killing intent at that time still prevents the birth of new grass.

He deliberately did not identify the direction, and allowed himself to wander between the stone stele and the stele, the weapon and the weapon, but he didn't expect that just after walking dozens of miles, a few ruffian people suddenly blocked in front of him.

A trace of impatience flashed in his eyes, but he thought that he might be able to borrow this real ability, so he raised his head expressionlessly, looked at the white trolling with complicated dark lines and gold wires, and only felt that this person was extremely ugly, and he didn't deserve this color at all, so he couldn't help but say coldly: "What's in the way." ”

The man smiled shamelessly, and said to the followers around him: "Oh, you have to be so hard-tempered, and you have to be energetic when you go up." Look at this little brother's eyes and lips, and his voice is swinging, he screams...... Hehe, it's definitely a stunner. ”

They saw that Yu Yanbai's expression was like frost but he didn't move, only when he was thin-skinned, but they didn't take his cultivation in the later stage of foundation building in their eyes.

Although this is a disciple of the Qingwei faction, he has been alone in the past few days, and no one has befriended him, so these shameless people don't even want to think about it, just think that the pattern of the Qingwei faction is the same as their small sect, thinking that Yu Yanbai is a hard bone who is not favored, so he wants to love it.

These people are all spoiled in the family where the upper beam is crooked and the lower beam is crooked, and they are all in the middle stage of foundation building when the pills are piled up, and I think this kid is good-looking, and I am afraid that it is also for people to take medicine and raise it, so that they can enjoy it with energy; When the time comes, they will use the medicine, let him cultivate to a high level, as long as a few of them go together, even if it is the king of heaven, Lao Tzu, they will have to soften into a pile of autumn water, obediently lying on the ground and shouting.

Several people gradually formed a circle, smiling and approaching Yu Yanbai.

Yu Yanbai lowered his head, as if he was silently reciting some mantra.

The white-clothed disciple who was the leader smiled obscenely and said: "Little brother, don't do anything to struggle, my brother has already put out the smoke, that is, I love you, if you are obedient, everyone will enjoy it; What's more, I'm afraid that the elders of your family have raised you so smartly, how can you endure it without saying anything? Look at your delicate flesh and skin, you must not know that this wilderness is not to do that house, and it is even more wild. Why don't you let your brothers teach you the fun here, huh? ”

Although the world is famous and decent, the disciples are all elites, and there are few good and bad, and there are hungry ghosts in such a color. Not to mention...... In the previous life, who was a talent, which one was not the appearance of a sperm worm in the end? He sneered in his heart, hearing him say about the elders of the sect, he was even more nameless, thinking of what the jade pendant taught him, and feeling that the providence made people, the trick obtained in the Shiqu Pavilion turned out to be the same as the secret of his jade pendant!

Several people saw this beautiful and slender man suddenly raised his head and smiled, and couldn't help but shake their heads for a while, but they reacted and found that their hands had pinched their necks, and they couldn't speak, but the man was still smiling as beautiful as a spring flower, but his eyes became more and more fierce, and he was still slightly red, looking back at them with pity and disgust, Shi Shiran went.

Everyone only felt that the strength in their hands was even more uncontrollable, and they actually strangled themselves to death!

The divine sense left by the elders of these people was explored, but they did not find any enemies, and their own sons and nephews had already fallen to the ground, their eyeballs protruded, and their deaths were miserable, and the thing under the crotch was still stiff, and some of them had already come out through the crotch, and they couldn't help but be furious, asserting that this must be the work of the demon cultivator.

Yu Yanbai went while secretly thinking back to what Yubi said.

Taking advantage of the trance of the mind and controlling it with divine consciousness can make it impossible to resist one's own will.

I have something in my heart to desire, and I want to get it but I can't get it, so I gave birth to this method.

He couldn't help but feel thirsty in his throat when he thought of his master's distracted, dry kiss and uncontrollable fiery thoughts.

But he didn't fall into such a tragic fate, but the Mandate of Heaven imposed it on the master who guarded him.

Perhaps only by being estranged, only by struggling with such a humiliating fate by oneself, until his hands are stained with blood, can he make that sword forever noble, forever ruthless, and forever in the clouds.