When Yan Yunkai saw this, he didn't want to look any further. With his hands in his pajamas pockets, he looked indifferently at these people in the teahouse box, listening to their careful planning on how to lure the white dragon into the battle, he couldn't help lowering his head and lowering his eyes, his heart seemed to be pinched and played with in the palm of his hand, and it hurt in every way.

Zhao Thief watched coldly, like an outsider than him. A moment later, Zhao took his wrist and cast a spell.

Space-time reversal.

Dark clouds weigh down the city, the wind is sluggish, the grass and trees are swaying, and the fallen leaves are fluttering all over the sky. A huge magic circle landed in the village, arranged according to the position of the twenty-eight constellations, which was the thunder pool formation after transformation and transformation.

There were low houses all around, and Zhao Thief and Yan Yunkai stood on a high place, watching the two sides fight below.

The white dragon roared by, flying around the edge of the circle, but could not fly out, roaring angrily, and swung its claws at the warlock below. Zhang Seng stood in the array, calm and calm, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy came out from behind him, with a rebellious expression.

The big monk and the young man confronted each other silently, and suddenly, the young man let out a dragon groan in pain, turned into a white dragon, and fought with the original white dragon in one place.

"He's your brother?" Yan Yunkai looked at the two white dragons in the air, you come and go, and after a few moves, he couldn't tell which white dragon was which person.

Zhao Thief's eyes were silent, looking at the sky, and he answered in a low voice.

"Forget it here, don't look any further." Yan Yunkai said gently, his eyes were soft and honest, "I don't want to see you hurt." ”

Zhao Thief met his eyes in silence.

Yan Yunkai smiled: "Sometimes, knowing the ending, and then watching the process, often makes people feel more cruel." Well, the Republic of China is a very contradictory and special era, it is rare to see it once, can you show me the others? ”

“…… Where do you want to go? Zhao grabbed his wrist.

"Well, is there a way to find my last life?" Yan Yunkai had a whim.

Zhao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment and frowned slightly.

Yan Yunkai saw that he didn't answer, and understood that this request might embarrass him, so he waved his hand considerately, yawned, and said, "No, forget it, I'm just curious, let's go back to sleep." It should be late now. ”

Thunder thundered in the sky and rain fell.

The white dragon's soft abdomen was cut by the opponent, splashing a line of blood, it froze in the air, then arched its back, and rushed forward more violently, but it avoided the other white dragon and launched an attack towards the position of Zhang Seng in the eye of the formation.

The golden beast pupils were dyed with blood, and everywhere they passed, the warlocks were all affected by the spell, and the young man with the bundled hair had round eyes, his eyes were full of horror, and he became a wisp of revenant soul under the claws of the white dragon.

Zhang Sengqiu's magic weapon is a Zen staff, he has a Buddha bead in one hand, a Zen staff in the other, the monk's robe hunting in the wind, when the white dragon impacts, wave the Zen staff in his hand, the dazzling light is like a sharp arrow, stabbing towards the dragon pupil of the white dragon.

Yan Yun closed his eyes openly,

Zhao Piaoji said lightly: "Don't look at it, let's go." ”

"Huh? Went back? ”

"Nope." Zhao Thief raised his hand and probed into Yan Yunkai's chest, and the contact area opened up clear and shallow water lines, he touched Yan Yunkai's soul, and began to position, "Fulfill your wishes." ”

The feeling of being directly touched by someone was very strange, Yan Yunkai trembled, his cheeks were hot, his chest was swollen, and there was a trace of emotion.

"Okay, okay? Don't be a hooligan. Yan Yunkai gritted his teeth.

A ray of golden light overflowed from the place where Zhao Thief's hand touched, and Zhao Thief reminded: "Let's go." ”

The image in front of me shook, and the space began to distort.

The rain is falling.

The ground was muddy, black and red blood flowed from the ground, and mutilated corpses, severed limbs, discarded salutes, and even guns were everywhere. The walls were ruined, and fires were lit in many places, and in the dripping rain, the flames danced and gradually extinguished.

The corpses are all over the field, and thousands of ghosts are crying, in this once graceful Jinling.

A rain washes away the scarred city.

Facing such a shocking tragedy, Yan Yunkai stood in the rain blankly, speechless for a long time. After a while, he frowned, shook his head, opened his phoenix eyes wide, and crystal tears rolled down from his eyes.

Tears didn't need to brew, and without warning, Zhao Thief saw Yan Yunkai crying for the first time.

In the distance, a thin figure staggered in, stunned for a long time, bent on his knees, and knelt on the ground. The young man was dressed as a Taoist priest, his hair was combed, and his face was covered with dust, almost making people unable to see his original appearance, but his phoenix eyes were bright and shining with perseverance.

Yan Yunkai staggered back a few steps, tripped over a stone, and leaned back suddenly, and Zhao Theft Machine on the side grabbed him in time.

Yan Yunkai looked at the young Taoist priest kneeling on the ground in surprise.

The young Taoist priest lowered his head, bit his fingers, and drew a talisman on the ground. Then, as soon as he scratched at his chest, a ray of light burst from his chest, and he fell to the ground in pain, convulsing for a long time, before he gradually subsided, and struggled to straighten up.

He spread out his palm, and the white jade appeared on his palm.

"Bones." Zhao Thief was dumbfounded.

“…… Glaive? Yan Yunkai muttered, snorting, as if sensing the pain of bone extraction, he couldn't help covering his chest and kneeling on the ground.

The young Taoist priest buried the bones in the ground and recited something silently in his mouth. All of a sudden, the wind and clouds surged, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the rain became smaller and smaller.

The Taiji phantom spread out from the place where the bones were buried, getting bigger and bigger, and Yan Yunkai and Zhao Thief were also in it, until it enveloped the entire Nanjing City.

The sound of the three clear bells rang, and where the wind blew, the bells followed.

It's a huge outbreak.

With the bones in the chest, cross the soul of all people.

The rain stopped, and a ray of sunlight shone through the clouds.

The young Taoist priest slowly bent up, lay down on the ground, and closed his eyes with a smile. Sanqingling rolled out of his hand, stained with the blood of unknown people, trembled sadly for a while, and silenced.

Yan Yunkai struggled to get up, and staggered towards the place where the young man fell, Zhao Thief followed him, and there was always some unease.

"He's good-looking...... Right? The tears in the corners of Yan Yunkai's eyes had not yet dried, and he asked with a faint smile.

Zhao thief said: "It's good-looking." ”

Yan Yunkai wanted to touch the Taoist priest and wipe the dust off his face for him, but he had no choice, he didn't belong to this time and space.

The young Taoist priest was lying on his side on the ground, as if he was asleep, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his expression was serene, revealing a bookish atmosphere.

Yan Yunkai said: "This guy has been draining his bones and souls, causing me to lack something in my chest in my life, right?" ”

Zhao looked at him: "Yes." ”

"Ah, that's it." Yan Yunkai choked up and suppressed his tears, "He's so cool." Thankfully, he did. ”

"Hmm." Zhao was a little touched in his heart.

Yan Yunkai stood up and looked at the silent capital around him, and the haze in his eyebrows and eyes had not dissipated. The gloom filled my heart, and my chest was empty, but it was sour and painful. He stood still, froze for a moment.

Somehow, Zhao Thief's heart ached, and obvious unbearability finally appeared in his deep eyes.

Zhao Piaoji silently picked up Yan Yunkai's face, his chin was bowed, his forehead was against his forehead, his voice was hoarse, with a little gentleness: "Close your eyes, it's time to sleep." ”

Yan Yunkai closed his eyes.

The sky was dim, and the colors of the world quickly converged and distorted, converging into the light of spells, and a clear dragon chant lingered in the ears, shaking people's minds.

The room was dimly lit, and only a small warm yellow lamp was left at the head of the bed, enveloping a small world. The quilt was very warm, the bed was very soft, and Zhao Thief knelt on the edge of the bed on one knee and pressed the mattress slightly downward.

The two opened their eyes together, their foreheads touched, Yan Yunkai looked at the handsome face of Zhao Thief Machine close at hand, and he didn't come back to his senses, and he was blindly stunned.

"You're crying." Zhao said in a low voice.

Yan Yunkai hurriedly retreated, wiped his face with the back of his hand, and sure enough, it was wet, and he said sullenly: "I'll go wash my face, you go to sleep first." ”

Zhao took the machine to remove the enchantment in the room, Yan Yun went out to wash his face, and by the way, he looked at the time, it was already more than four o'clock in the morning. After returning to the room, he saw that Zhao Thief was still sitting on the edge of the bed, and when he noticed the other party's gaze, he only said lightly: "Sleep." ”

There was no laughing mood, and there was no charming mood, although he shared the same bed, Yan Yunkai lay down on one side peacefully, turned off the small lamp at the head of the bed, and closed his eyes.

He was so tired that he couldn't sleep, but he didn't toss and turn, he just closed his eyes, and he didn't want to think about anything, he didn't want to remember anything.

Zhao didn't move, as if he was asleep.

As the sky was about to dawn, Yan Yunkai finally turned over, facing Zhao Thief's machine, and fell into a deep sleep.

At half past seven in the morning, there was a slight movement outside, and Ms. You Daidai got up to make breakfast.

At eight o'clock, Yan Chongshan and Yan Qing also got up, watching TV and chatting in the living room.

At nine o'clock, Wang Shu got up and washed, and said "morning" to the elders with full vitality.

Yan Yunkai slept deeply, buried his head in the quilt, and breathed long. Zhao opened his eyes, lay on the bed, looked at him for a while, and finally didn't wake him up, got up by himself, changed his clothes, and went out to wash.

After Zhao Jiaoji washed his face, he couldn't escape, so he could only go to the living room to greet the elders.

Ms. You Daidai beckoned him to breakfast, and Wang Xi sat at the dining table drinking milk and waved at him: "Is my father still sleeping?" ”

"Hmm." Zhao replied.

Wang Qiqi said: "You entered the room quite early yesterday, why is he so greedy for sleep?" What did you do last night? ”

Yan Yunkai only slept for three or four hours. Zhao Pirate naturally couldn't tell the truth, and replied simply: "He's a little tired, let him sleep more." ”

Suddenly, Ms. You's eyes were wrong.

Ms. You felt sorry for her son, and was embarrassed to ask more, so she reminded in a roundabout way: "Young people don't stay up late, they can't do it if they have good physical strength, it hurts their bodies." ”

Zhao didn't understand the key, but nodded honestly.

Wang Ju began to talk nonsense: "Grandma, it's all Yan Yunkai's willfulness, in the past, he usually went out to drink with You You without working overtime, but now that he has Uncle Zhao at home, he has taken care of himself and goes home on time every day for dinner." ”

Ms. You had a "so it is" expression: "I will criticize and educate him when I look back." ”

Zhao Theft: "......"

Zhao didn't know what Yan Yunkai's life was like before, and he couldn't tell if Wang Ji was lying, but now it's true that he goes home to eat every day. Therefore, he was just silent, and this gesture seemed to acquiesce to Wang Xi's statement.

"Life is still a little more stable, and I am also a lot relieved to have someone looking at Yunkai." Ms. You patted Zhao Thief's arm, it was really her mother-in-law who looked at her son-in-law, and the more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became, "Good boy, you have to live a good life with Yunkai." ”

Under Ms. You's loving gaze, Zhao Piji responded with difficulty: "...... Well. ”