Bo Yuan frowned slightly, and was about to press her shoulder, correcting her wording vigorously, but found that he had unknowingly been immobilized and silenced by the fan.

After all, it was careless, he only knew that the combat power of the fan was limited to when he was holding the jade fan, but he didn't know when her immortal power bound by the red line could be driven normally.

The fan patted him on the back, and then turned into a green light and slipped out of his tightly confined embrace. When she fell to the ground, she returned to her human form, ignoring the dark waters of the Netherworld beneath the ground, and walked towards the Nightfall.

Styx Yechen's heart was pinched together, he knew that he was using self-harm to force him to give up the idea of killing Bo Yuan. But what to do, he just can't bear to see her hurt in the slightest, even if the person who hurt her is herself!

Every time he lifted his foot, there would be an extra square piece of ice floe under his feet, and he stepped on the ice steps with a fan, and finally came to the front of the dark night, stopping at a place one step away from him, and said with a smile: "I have seen you so many times, and I still like your white clothes and unstained appearance the most. Mu Chen, can you take off the mask?"

She called Mu Chen, not the Night!

Styx Yechen's heart trembled, his bony fingers slowly stroked the silver wolf mask, took it off, revealing the delicate and perfect facial features, and then raised his hand to pull down the cloak and hat on his head, a pair of deep and clear eyes, never half a minute away from the fan.

"Mu Chen, thank you for doing so much for me, I am very grateful to you, and I really treat you as a friend. But if I had to choose between you and Bo Yuan, I think I would not hesitate to choose Bo Yuan, after all, I promised him that I would never be an enemy of him in this life." Holding the fan took the last step, raised his hand, and hung the jade ring in his hand on the neck of the dark night, "Wuyu is a good baby, don't throw it away, otherwise next time, I can't guarantee whether I can find it back." Chinese Net

Nightshade clutched the mask in his hand and didn't say a word for a long time, until the sky was pouring rain, and the fan reached out to hug him.

Retracting her hand, she slowly took two steps back, smiled, playfully put her hands to her lips, and shouted loudly, "Mu Chen, if you don't speak, I'll take you as a promise." Remember, don't throw it away! Don't...... You don't recognize me as a friend." The voice weakened in vain, and I don't know if it was her illusion, as if this rain was specially laid down by God for Mu Chen.

Without too much persuasion, and without too much stopping, the back of the fan quickly disappeared into the rain and fog, along with Bo Yuan, and with the hatred of Styx Yechen for Bo Yuan, he disappeared without a trace.

Standing alone in the rain for a long, long time, until the rain stopped and the fog dissipated, Styx took out a purple gourd from his arms, opened the lid of the gourd, and poured the little man the size of a thumb in the gourd into his palm.

The little man climbed up with his palms propped up, and as soon as he stood firm, he was waved to the ground by the nightchen.

In the blink of an eye, the little man on the ground grew into a slim girl, and if you look closely, it is actually the eldest lady of Cangqingfeng who is in charge of Shutao.

Guan Shutao put his hand on his forehead, swaying and standing unsteadily, and his eyes that had not been exposed to light for a long time were still a little unable to adapt to the light under the bright light.

Guan Shutao's eyes were closed, and the fleshy baby fat on his face was gone, replaced by a delicate little face the size of a palm.

She's lost weight! I've lost a lot of weight!

There was a trace of undeserved pity in Styx's heart, and he turned sideways to stop looking at her, and said lightly, "You are free!"

"Huh!" Guan Shutao smiled, laughing self-deprecatingly, "I thought that you would kill the Prince of the Heavenly Realm without hesitation, but I didn't want to, just a few words from the fan made you change your mind."

Styx Yechen was silent, but Guan Shutao walked up to him, held his cheeks with both hands, and forced him to look at himself and said, "I thought that the eldest brother I was thinking about was treating me well, but I didn't want to be a substitute, a container that carried Xiao Xuan'er's soul, a poor worm that was dispensable and could be sucked away by you at any time."

The hoarse shout was like crying blood, and the tears in his eyes had already broken the embankment, Guan Shutao angrily threw away the face of the dark night, raised his hand, and left a palm print on his face.

Nightshade reached out and stroked the blood from the corner of his mouth

traces, slightly hooked lips, and smirked in his eyes: "Now that you know my purpose, you should no longer have illusions about me. Come on! There is a grudge to repay the grudge, there is a revenge to take revenge, and your master's debts will be settled together!" shouted, and a bright long sword had turned out in his hand, and it was slammed into Guan Shutao's heel.

"Kill you?" Guan Shutao grabbed the hilt of the sword, staggered back two steps, and then pointed at the night, and said coldly, "Let me become a cold-blooded person like you?"

"In my heart, my eldest brother is already dead, the night before my Chitose birthday. And you, you are the night of the night, the wicked one who killed my master and imprisoned me in a gourd."

"Nightshade, I hate you! I hate you!" The steward shouted hysterically, "From this day on, you and I will be cut off, and goodbye will be the same, either you will die, or I will die!"

As the words fell, the pure and flawless plain white dress had been shaved off by her sword.

The crumbs of the cloth flew in the wind, tears flowed down his face, and the sword in his hand detached from his palm, and fell to the ground with a "clang".

Guan Shutao is gone, and he is as resolute as when he is holding the fan.

The night stood still, never moving half a minute, as if these three realms had never had a place for him to live, as if there was no one in this world who cared about him.

He painstakingly planned a crusade for 3,000 years, but in the end, it was useless, he searched for his close relatives for more than 80,000 years, and in the end, he was still alone.

———

Every time I think of the dark night, it is a kind of pain that cuts my heart with a blunt knife, and Guan Shutao covers his heart with his hands, so uncomfortable that he can barely breathe.

In the past few days since returning to Cangqing Peak, Guan Shutao has asked the little maid Ye'er to push down Dugu Hao's request to see him on the grounds of physical discomfort.

Dugu Hao would stand in front of her door for a long time every day, and he didn't speak, just quietly guarding her and waiting for her.

Today, Guan Shutao rarely opened the door, and the joy in Dugu Hao's eyes shattered into ice slag the moment he saw Guan Shutao.

"You've lost weight!" There are a thousand words in his heart, but Dugu Hao doesn't dare to ask, he is afraid, afraid that he knows that the supreme Immortal Venerable in his heart has hurt the person he loves the most, and he is even more afraid to know that what he loves in his heart is another person.

"Brother Haoyue, Tao'er will never mess around anymore, and I will never let you and Daddy worry anymore." Guan Shutao smiled, like a delicate flower waiting to be released, invisibly, blooming with unique beauty.

Dugu Hao was fascinated by it, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, but he saw Guan Shutao holding his hand and touching his cheek: "Brother Haoyue, Tao'er has grown up, are you willing to marry me?"

With mixed feelings in his heart, Dugu Hao withdrew his hand violently, and turned his back in a daze, he didn't know what Guan Shutao had experienced recently, but he didn't want to take advantage of people's danger when she was frustrated, so he just said: "Between you and me, you don't have to compromise and seek perfection, as long as you are willing, I will always be your most solid backing." If someone bullies you, you tell me, Brother Haoyue will do his best to get justice for you."

"No one bullied me, I just wanted to fulfill my wish to be a thousand years old." Guan Shutao took a step forward and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, she pressed her face against his back, "Brother Haoyue, you are the person I have always wanted to marry for three thousand years, even if it is ......" Even if it was just a beautiful misunderstanding, even if I recognized the wrong person.

The truth was blocked in her throat, Guan Shutao couldn't tell the truth, she always felt that she was too stupid, and she was confused to be a stand-in for a thousand years of fandom, and a fake sister for a thousand years.

But what about Lonely Hao, why didn't he use him as a stand-in for the Nightshade?

Now that he is heartbroken and injured, can he trample on Brother Haoyue's sincerity as a matter of course and use his life to fill the shortcomings in his heart?

Such a self, how can he not be a despicable and selfish person?

The manager Tao asked himself, suddenly let go of Dugu Hao, and shook his head: "Brother Haoyue, you don't have to force yourself, just let Tao Er say some nonsense today, we will be good brothers and sisters for a lifetime in the future."

"What if I say I don't want to be just your brother?" Lonely Hao turned around and took her into his arms, "Being your husband is not my wish for three thousand years, but it is my right now

Moment, the most awaited thing. Tao'er, if you want to marry, I will marry, in this life, in this life, in eternity, there is only you by my side!"

That's it! Take advantage of people's danger!

That's it! Just be wrong!

Guan Shutao leaned on his shoulder and lowered his head heavily.

———

The battle of Sakura Village caused Bo Yuan's internal organs to be damaged to varying degrees, but fortunately, he injured himself in time, and the palm hit his abdomen without extinguishing the fire, and he forced Ruan Shan out of his abdomen. If not, let that Ruan Shan shuttle in his abdomen, sooner or later he will empty his internal organs, and at that time, even the emperor will not be able to save him.

It was also that battle that made Bo Yuan a blessing in disguise!

After being brought back to Fanyun Palace by the fan, Bo Yuan lived next door to the fan on the grounds that he was seriously injured.

Every day, enjoying the generous treatment of holding the fan before and after, serving tea and water, Boyuan is not to mention how happy. Not to mention the occasional stealing incense on the fan, Bo Yuan feels that his life has reached its peak.

Seeing that the queen mother's birthday was nearly two days away, Bo Yuan reluctantly left Fanyun Palace. Before leaving, he took the hand holding the fan, like a verbose old woman, and told her a thousand times: "On the day of the queen mother's birthday banquet, I hope you don't go anywhere, just wait for me here, and afterwards, I will give you a surprise."

"Hey, who's rare?" In response to him, the fan was a big disdainful eye.

It doesn't matter if she goes to the birthday banquet of the queen of heaven or not, but when she sees Bo Yuan leave, she will be a little reluctant.

As soon as Bo Yuan walked on the front foot, Yue Lao stepped into the Fanyun Palace on the back foot.

Seeing the fan sitting under the plane tree, staring at the gate of Fanyun Palace in a daze, this old and unserious thing happily sat opposite the fan, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her eyes, and after being ruthlessly beaten by the fan, he rubbed the back of his aching hand, and sighed to himself: "Tsk! The fan girl who our six relatives don't recognize can be regarded as enlightened, just now with the picture of the Ninth Highness relying on the farewell, even the old man couldn't help blushing when he saw it. If these Nine Highnesses don't leave, the old man is really embarrassed to walk in, you two little enemies, but envy others."

"Say! Person! Words!" The fan replied angrily.

The corners of Yue Lao's mouth twitched, and he smiled slyly: "The old man is praising you, the thousand-year-old tumor of His Royal Highness the Ninth has to be picked by you, a wild girl with no heart and no liver. Speaking of which, you two little enemies got together, and the old man really didn't know who harmed whom?"

"Old thing!" Standing up with a fan, he grabbed Yue Lao. beard, yelling at him, "If you don't fight for three days, you're going to go to the house to uncover the tiles!" Why, if your skin is itchy or your head is itchy, do you want me to shave you and send you to stay there for a few days."

The old man shook like a rattle, but the fan was a thief and smiled: "Do you want to regret it? How do I remember someone saying that if I still have the life to go back to Heaven, let me strip off his beard, shave his head, and send him to the Buddha to eat and fast and recite the Buddha?"