Xianghuo Lin Palace, from Ran once begged the old man to give him a red thread. The clouds and curtains at the head of the begging building, the vast sea of people looking for a person, but how do you know that you have a thread, but you still can't resist the arrangement of fate. The reason why people are sentimental and sentimental is because they have seven emotions and six desires, and the lusts she gave up before are destined to be alone until old age in this life. Once the so-called children's love is involved...... The beating heart in his chest was like being strangled by a rope.

The deeper the love, the heavier the longing, the stronger the pain.

To this day, Ran needs to soak in the medicine pool for an hour before going to bed, and the house is lit with soothing incense to relieve the pain.

In fact, similar pain has been experienced by Ran before, but he thought that the pain was used to it, but it was like this, he should ignore people, but he couldn't do it.

It hurts, gritted your teeth, and you can get through. From Ran thought that she had lived in endless pain all her life, but his appearance became her more expectation for every day in the future.

Last time, Ye Shen said that the smell of medicine on her body was not good, so the cold fragrance of flowers was smelled the next day, and Ye Shen felt guilty for a while.

Xiao Jiu is a spiritual pet with low cultivation, and he can't even transform into a human form, except for selling cute and mixed meals, he is useless. But I never dislike it, the weather turns cold, and I always like to put it on my head. Ye Shenyou asked her if she was afraid of the cold, she nodded and shook her head, saying that the hairpin headdress was a dead thing, a piece of life, and there was one who could speak.

It's also good to accompany.

Just like now, she is the head of the house, and she is a place admired by tens of thousands of people, so she should be magnanimous and look down on all sentient beings. In the face of her departure, no one will ask her to stay, and no one will follow her out for a while.

Only the silly mink lying on its head.

Xiao Jiu is afraid of saying the wrong thing, mostly as a listener. The most it said was probably "O iniquity." ”

Indeed, from the day Ran accepted Ye Shen as an apprentice, the origin and when it will be extinguished, I don't know, but vaguely, it will be soon.

"If the red line is broken, I should have expelled him from the division." Ran didn't hold an umbrella, and the snow fell on his shoulders.

In his previous life, when he was expelled from the division by herself, she didn't seem to remember clearly. I have lived for too long, carrying the memories of two lives, and I feel tired, and I have the urge to dig a grave for myself and lie down and sleep for a long time.

Turning from Ran Hun into the main hall of Liangzhou Hall, Xiao Jiu walked away with interest. She entered the room, blew out the candlelight, and looked at the flickering firelight, looking dazed.

I still remember that in my last life, when Ye Shen was still a milk ball, he loved to stick to himself. One day, Xiao Ye Shen followed behind Cong Ran, how long she walked, how long he followed, tens of thousands of long steps, casting two figures, one long and one short.

The night in the mountains was empty, there were no people, and it was cold and cold. Xiao Ye Shen's hand was so cold that he didn't have any temperature, from the moment Ran Gang took his hand, he thought that it was a lonely soul from the barren mountains and mountains who came to provoke the yang energy of the living.

The little man's body warmed up a little, and his hands were no longer cold in his palms.

There are no withered marks, no black mist escaping from the forbidden arts. In the years that followed, the hands gradually became slender and powerful, and the muscles and bones were even.

Just like it was back then.

Xiao Ye Shen turned his head to look at the side of the mountain hidden in the black, and saw the clear shadow of the lake, he stared at it for a few seconds, and then went to look up at the top of the mountain. There was nothing to see on the mountain, it was dark and black, but the full moon hung high in the sky.

The full moon that I couldn't wait for in a dream of how many yellow sorghums once appeared so easily.

"It's out, and you can stay still while walking." From Ran shook his hand, "Wake up." ”

The moon was bright and transparent, and the small leaves were stunned for a moment, retracting their sight from the full moon.

They walked along the mountain road to the top of the mountain, and the road was not difficult to walk in the moonlight. It's just that he didn't take a few steps, and the burqa at Ran's feet shook slightly, not like the wind blowing.

In the afterglow, someone squirmed closer to her, his head was stuffy, and he didn't say anything, I don't know if he wanted to use his robe to block the wind or to pester.

Like a petal that sticks up silently.

Premise, the burqa at her feet was not wet.

"You kid, why do you cry silently? Tears are shed. He squatted down from Ran and took out a handkerchief to wipe his tears.

Xiao Yeshen raised his face and tried his best to hold back his tears, but more tears flowed down: "You touched me, are you going to die too?" ”

Seeing that he didn't dare to hug her legs, Cong Ran simply hugged him into his arms and picked him up in the air: "Nonsense, the deity is very hard, even if you are a bad star, you can't kill me." ”

……

When I got to the top of the mountain, the temperature became strangely mild. Xiao Ye Shen heard the human voice, and subconsciously got into Ran's arms in horror, breathing a lot.

Unexpectedly, there was more laughter on the side, chirping like sparrows, and it was a little lively.

The others were still sitting on Ran's arm, and they were stunned for a moment, and then they saw that the window in the wooden house was pushed open from the inside, and the two heads were one on the left and one on the right, leaning out and shouting without crowding.

The one on the left said: "Xianzun picked up another doll and came back!" ”

On the right, he pinched his throat in a very similar voice and echoed: "Come back, come back!" ”

"They're walking so slowly."

"I've been waiting for most of the day, and I don't care about waiting a little longer."

It was the peony sisters who had become fine in Danling Mountain.

They huddled together, and the human form could not last long, and became two peonies together, which always made people suspect that the scene that almost set off a bloody storm in the pile of herbs was just a more real dream.

At the moment, the moon was not as mellow as it had been, and although the heat was coming out of the house, it was not much hot, and the burning candles were extinguished, and the temperature difference between the hot and cold temperatures made the windows a white mist.

Cong Ran re-lit the lamp and candle, straightened up, hooked a ball of clean cotton thread from the side of the couch, and staggered the slender and slender fingers in circles, circle after circle, with great force, the fingertips were white, and when they were paralyzed, they were willing to let go of their hands.

Blood flowed from the hands staring at the dead blood, and the habitual curling of the fingers was distressing.

There was a few knocks on the door.

"Tuk Tuk"

It's so quiet that you can hear the sound of insects in the night, and it's not obtrusive.

"Master?" Ye Shen's high shadow was reflected on the door paste, he didn't come in, and stood outside hesitantly.

"Well, what's the matter?" Cong Ran answered, wrapped the cotton thread around the tip of the index finger, bit off the long thread, and closed it in the last knot.

"I have medicinal oil here, and I want to use some for my master."

Without permission, Ye Shen pushed the door without permission.

The door creaked.

From Ran's upturned finger was a cotton rope, the end of which was tied to his chest, and in the middle hung an object resembling a silver needle. The scarlet blood color was mixed with the black of thick ink, and it was flowing down the "silver needle".

"Tick-tock-"

She was about to refuse, and drove Ye Shen away sharply, but stopped when she raised her eyes to see him.

The mountain wind ghost howled wolf, fiercely brushed his side, and when he stepped on the threshold, strangely scattered, like a child, sneaked in, ran to the table in the room, and gently shook the lamp.

From Ran took a deep breath, the flickering candlelight reflected in his eyes. She froze for a moment, then blinked, and the glimmer of light melted.

Ye Shen was holding a plate with medicinal oil on it. He walked over and stopped on the edge of the couch, not in a hurry to put the plate, but looked down at Cong Ran. The peach blossom eyes flickered withstandingly, and the light swept over and fell back from the end of Ran's eyes.

The eyes of those who are watching are dark, and the eyes of those who are being watched are dazed.

"This is the old wound that the master is referring to?"

The action of putting away the line from Ran pulled out is paused.

After a while, she lowered her head and bit off the long red thread of her fingertips, and then raised her head, perfectly hitting Ye Shen's lowered eyes.

"Black blood, apparently poisoned not long after. But recently, Shizun has not fought with anyone, so. Ye Shen suddenly approached, kneeling beside Cong Ran's leg with one foot, "Shizun is using the method of fighting poison with poison to cure old diseases?" Although the disciple has not studied any medicine, this kind of treatment does not cure the root cause, and even aggravates the condition, so please don't continue to use it. ”

Receding from Ran's pursed lips, she leaned her back against the wall, was silent for a moment in the other party's blazing eyes, and then blinked lightly and looked away: "No, I can't even stay up tonight." ”

Ye Shen breathed a sigh of relief.

She laughed at herself: "The body of the deity is no longer what it used to be, and I will tell you frankly, in a few years, your cultivation will be above me, and I, I have abolished my cultivation just to protect this life." The deity was thinking that it would be better to choose to blow himself up when the day came. ”

"But three years ago, that wasn't the case." Ye Shen panicked and put the plate on the bed, pressed Cong Ran, and asked, "Is it the Soul Killing Sect?" The demons have violated your elixir? I knew that a group of animals raised by a dog mother loved to play yin. ”

Cong Ran interrupted: "It's just to endure the pain, what's so difficult?" It's always been pretended, you can see it. ”

"Why, to ...... Feign? ”

The bottle of medicated oil shook twice.

You should know, knowingly ask.

Cong Ran moved his lower lip, but he didn't make a sound.

"No wonder you didn't do anything at the beginning, and you didn't care about your body." Ye Shen's voice was low and deep, and he half-knelt in front of Cong Ran in a bullying posture, "I didn't expect you to really take your body seriously." Pretending to be a fairy wind and having a super high cultivation, in order to suppress people with evil intentions, or is it afraid that I will be angry when I know it, and I am afraid that I will be settled? ”

"You're just my apprentice! Will the deity be afraid that you will be angry? From the sudden, his voice was raised, mixed with countless anger.

The main hall of Liangzhou Hall is actually very large and wide, and there is an echo when the sound sounds. Their voices are only in this corner of the corner.

If it weren't for the fact that his voice was a little louder.

No one could hear each other clearly, except for each other.

It's like a halo of candlelight on the countertop.

Ye Shen's hand was slapped away on his bent knee, and he went to take the bloodstained cotton thread that was thrown on the side, hung on his little finger, and hung down long and short. He unconsciously dialed it and said, "Shizun is not afraid that I will be angry, but seeing that Shizun's face is not good today and he is in a hurry to come back, he must be sick." The disciple thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't sleep at night and didn't know the taste, so he hurriedly ran to you. ”

Breathe out of Ran's nose.

He said again, "Then why don't you pretend again?" ”

At this time, Cong Ran did not answer immediately.

The firelight shook two or three times before she spoke: "Because I can't hide it, the body of the deity is almost at the limit." ”

Within a hundred years, if she can't find a cure, she will probably be bedridden.

"If it is Xie Yifang who appears now, you will also tell him what you just said?"

"It's true of whoever it is, the deity doesn't like to lie."

From Ran's hoarse voice, it was obvious that something was choking in her throat. Because of the deviation of his face, the lines on his neck were tense, and Ye Shen watched the cyan blood vessels on it beat again and again. Little Master has changed everything in this life, but he is inherently stubborn, and he is even more stubborn than in his previous life.

It seems that no one can reverse it.

No one could persuade her.

But when she finished saying this, she turned her face and looked up at Ye Shen, who was pressing on her body, no big or small. The dark eyes were slightly bright and damp with a painful mist in them......

If you compare the little master to a sword, you will definitely be able to sharpen iron like clay. But it was this kind of sharp and angular strength hidden in the bones, which suddenly withdrew the qi and transformed into a thin shell, a shell that would burst when poked.

Even the eyes that looked at themselves had a fragile look, not for a moment.

He suddenly lost his anger.

"Since you came to save the world, you either thought about leaving or wanted to compare with your senior brother, more cultivated, more capable, more likable, more clingy. Who won and who lost? ”

Her tone was still stubborn, her voice was low, and there were a few other words in her voice, just something else.

"Didn't win and didn't lose ......"

At one end of the cotton thread, Ye Shen dragged it, and the other end was on Cong Ran's index finger, like a red thread in the hands of the two. She curled up her hanging fingers, the shadow of the thread under the light shook slightly, and Ye Shen pinched the cotton thread as if she felt something.

Then I saw her head leaning against the wall, tilting her eyes slightly, and saying, "That's it, settle the account as you like." Of course, if it was Xie Fang, the teacher would not say this. ”

Why is it important to emphasize the thanksgiving side?

All the thoughts that were dormant in the depths of my heart were stirred up one by one.

An unrealistic idea popped up.

The candle flame burned even more vigorously, and the swaying line shadow scraped his fingertips and fell in Ye Shen's eyes, like a lamp disturbed by the wind.

Ye Shen's throat rolled, he bit his lip, and secretly thought: Shizun is really a goblin.

The long, slightly curly eyelashes drooped down, covering his eyes, and he reached out to hook the line hanging from Ran's fingers, and the two hands touched together, and he could feel the other's body temperature. Ye Shen straightened and folded the cotton thread at a very slow speed, no longer shaking indiscriminately.

From Ran's mood is messy.

Then look at his fingers, and let the person in front of him toss around blindly to get the cotton thread.

Just as Congran was about to pull her hand away, the next second, the hand that was wrapped with the cotton thread and couldn't be sorted out at all clasped between her fingers, her eyes trembled, and then her chin was lifted, and his hand was gently pinched.

With less strength, she can break free at once, and with more strength, it hurts.

The warm and even breath gently hit the gap between the lips that opened slightly, and the two faces were so close that the wind of the eyelashes could be perceived.

……

Accounts? How can he be qualified to settle accounts?

Who is willing to settle accounts with her.

It's just that I feel sorry for her too much, hate her for being indifferent, and want her to suffer a little and learn a lesson. Don't try your body to make steel again, don't be afraid of being tired or hurting, even if you fall a knife mark with a big bowl mouth, you don't want to squeak.

Partially, beating, reluctant, repulsing, reluctant.

Dilemma, holding the baby at the tip of his heart and worrying about covering it, how can he be ruthless to punish him?

Ye Shen has done all the bad things in his previous life, and he has come to atone for his sins in this life, fearing that he will be retributed one day.

This is probably the so-called one thing to one thing.

He secretly kissed the little master. The speed was so fast that people didn't react, as if they were unconsciously rubbing between the skins, and from Ran was still wondering about his intimacy, and there was a labor pain in his chest.

At a certain moment, she suddenly heard Ye Shen's voice, as if asking: "On the night of soaking in the Spirit Spring Pool, did Shizun get sick again?" ”

From Ran swallowed the sweetness in his throat, let go slightly, and said in a low voice: "Well, I'll ask one party to help boil the medicine." ”

No wonder......

That day, Xie Yifang's body would smell like the person who fed him when he was delirious.

Ye Shen rolled from her onto the bed, lying half-dead, tilting his head to relieve his unsteady breathing, before turning his face, his dark pupils cast a person with red ears against the wall, and a thick shadow of his eyelashes.

Master doesn't seem to hate my crookedness?