didn't go out for three days in a row, Yi Buhuo tortured himself in his heart like an old monk in a fixed place, and what he did during this time was broken and crumpled by him and savored it.

As he thought about it for a longer and longer time, his ethereal temperament converged, the light on his face was gone, and he became more and more restrained and low-key.

This is not a regression in his realm, but a hidden edge in his heart, stabilizing the original vain mind, re-strengthening his concept, and eliminating the conceit that has a great influence on him.

Although he is still the same person, and his strength has not improved much, the harvest this time is incomparably huge, straightening the way to continue to progress, filling in the pit that he fell into unknowingly, and turning back from the fork in the road.

"Call it a day!"

Yi Buhuo opened his eyes, there was no essence light coming out, and he didn't exhale into the sword heaven and earth sense, but he was full of energy and ruddy.

It seems that he has just slept and wakes up naturally, and he is relaxed and unrestrained.

"Maybe I entered the wrong line, obviously I entered the Taoist temple when I was a child, but the concepts I learned were biased towards Buddhism, where to reason."

Subconsciously touched the top of his head, this can't be a sign, right? Does it mean that you are about to lose your hair?

But I haven't reached middle age yet, and I haven't reached the age of hair loss......

Raising his hand to block the slightly dazzling sunlight, Yi Buhuo stretched his waist warmly, and he almost forgot what it was like to bask in the sun last time.

"It's been seven days?"

Yi Buhuo's eyes widened, let go of the passerby who was suddenly caught by him and asked the time, ignored his scolding and complaining, and hurriedly turned around and walked in the direction of Xianyang Palace.

He had only been in retreat for so long this time, and it was clear that only a moment had passed in his perception, and he thought that it would only be one night at most.

"There is no time in the mountains......

Shaking his head helplessly, Yi Buhuo finally felt the cheapness of time at this moment, and he was out of place in this world.

Now he has really embarked on an unprecedented path, and the passage of time that everyone fears is so ordinary in his eyes, just one time of cultivation, a lot of time has passed.

Coming to the palace with a long sigh all the way, Yi Buhuo sorted out his mood, it's different from ordinary people, isn't this what he is pursuing?

Who wouldn't want to live forever? If you can't get away from it and be obsessed with everyone again, then you haven't come in vain!

Looking up at the courtyard in front of him, which was also remote in Xianyang Palace, Yi Buhuo tried his best to pull the muscles on his face and put on a heartbroken expression.

Then he trotted in with red eyes, wailing as he ran.

"My poor Xiaochuan, my brother is late, how can they treat you like this, it's just not human......"

After scolding for a long time, he remembered that Yi Xiaochuan hadn't asked in which room, and his expression seemed to be early.

"Father-in-law, where is Yi Xiaochuan in the room?"

"Hui Guoshi, he is in that room."

Looking in the direction pointed by his father-in-law, Yi Buhuo thanked him before continuing his expression and continuing his performance and pushing open the door.

Although the room is large, the placement is slightly messy, and there is a bad smell, Yi Buhuo felt for the first time that the sensitive sense of smell was actually not an increase, but a punishment for him!

Looking at Yi Xiaochuan who was lying motionless on the bed, Yi Buhuo rushed over quickly and held his hand tightly, crying sincerely, and his face was full of emotion.

"Ogawa, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me, how are they torturing you, don't leave me alone and go first......"

Yi Buhuo covered his heart, looking at Yi Xiaochuan's lifeless face, he seemed to be grief-stricken, and he almost didn't come up and followed him in one breath.

Yi Xiaochuan, who was woken up by him, opened his eyes, and in his originally bright and energetic eyes, now all that was left was dead silence, not only did there be no fluctuation, but there were also unfading bloodshots, and he was a little panicked when he saw it.

"Xiaochuan, it's good that you're not dead, but you know how worried I am about you, since the last time I said goodbye, Your Majesty has deliberately dragged me down for some reason, and it's too late for me to know about you."

Yi Buhuo lay in front of his bed, crying and blaming himself.

"It's all my fault, it's my negligence that dares to hurt my friend, I'm going to kill Yingzheng to avenge you!"

Yi Xiaochuan, who was like a corpse, tightened the hand that was released by him, and grabbed it in turn, seeing that he had something to say, Yi Buhuo stopped.

"Lao Yi, you don't have to blame yourself, everything that should have happened has already happened, and there is no point in talking about it anymore."

Yi Xiaochuan seemed to have seen through everything, and his gaze did not fluctuate.

"It's not worth it to put you in again for me."

"Xiaochuan, I blame myself even more for saying this, blame me for not taking good care of you, how should I explain to Yushu!"

Yi Buhuo's reddened eyes stared at him deadly, looking like he wanted to lie down with him, desperately taking the responsibility on himself.

"Jade ......"

Feeling the increased strength of holding his hand, Yi Buhuo patted the back of his hand comfortingly.

"I wanted to hide it from Yushu, but Yingzheng designated me to take care of her, no matter how I look at it, I can't hide from it, I don't understand how there can be such a vicious person in this world!"

Yi Xiaochuan's gritted teeth made him have no doubt that if Ying Zheng dared to appear in front of Yi Xiaochuan now, Yi Xiaochuan would be able to eat him alive.

"Forget it, since it has come to this point, then there is no point in my life, it is better to die like this!"

"What should I do if you die Yu Shu, she came to me a few days ago to ask me about your news, if I knew that you were dead, I am afraid she would do something stupid."

Yi Buhuo shook his head and said: "The act of martyrdom sounds very romantic, but inside are two naked lives, the two people who should have been together for a lifetime have withered like this, which is too sad." ”

As if he heard the meaning of his words, Yi Xiaochuan was silent, he was dead for a hundred years, but he didn't want Yushu to die with him.

"Xiaochuan, you don't have to be too negative, I heard that this thing can actually be taken back, maybe there is no endless road?"

Now that he has dispelled his will to die, Yi Buhuo began to draw cakes.

"Really?"

Yi Xiaochuan's eyes lit up, but he closed his eyes dejectedly.

"I've heard that severed limbs can be attached, but they need to be taken to the hospital in a very short time, and even if they are connected, they are not as flexible as they used to be."

"With the medical conditions here, it can't be done at all, and I don't even know where they put my things now, what you said has no basis at all, unless the Daluo Immortal descends to earth."

"People always have to think, think about it, you have even experienced time and space, how do you know that this is impossible?"

Yi Buhuo pulled a smile and said: "As long as there is a glimmer of hope, it is enough, at least there is still a hope, even if it has a little impact after connecting, it is better than nothing, you say, right?" ”

"Maybe......"

Yi Xiaochuan can't be as optimistic as he said, he can't mourn more than die, he is like this, how can he return to normal because of a few words of comfort?

Where can people who have not experienced it empathize? You will not understand your own pain and sorrow.

"By the way, I remember that I didn't tell you that I wasn't from this era, how do you know that I crossed over?"

Yi Xiaochuan suddenly opened his eyes, he didn't think it before, maybe it was because he was optimistic by nature, and it was easy to ignore that in fact, Yi Buhuo's way of speaking was completely incompatible with this.

I just feel that he has a good temper, and he has a lot of common topics with himself, and he easily becomes friends.

But now he was at the time when his mind was extremely sensitive, and he finally realized the difference between Yi Buhuo.

"Did you also come back in time? In addition to me and Gao Yao, there is a third person crossing over, right? ”

Yi Xiaochuan suddenly became excited, grabbed his wrist, and subconsciously wanted to get up, but after pulling the wound, he gasped, cold sweat instantly soaked his whole body, and after screaming in pain, he stiffened his body and didn't dare to move.

"Didn't you say that only the Great Luo Immortal descended to earth can restore you to your original state? Why, you forgot what you just said? ”

Yi Buhuo patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said with a slight smile: "I think in this situation, it is better for you to pray that I am an immortal, maybe I will make you healthy as soon as I am in a good mood?" ”

"Who the hell are you?"

Yi Xiaochuan endured the pain and stared at Yi Buhuo's face that seemed to have become unfamiliar.

"I'm Yibuhuo, and I'm just Yibuhuo! I'm not the so-called time-traveler in your mind, it's just that we see different things, different environments, and different scenery. ”

"It's not just the time-traveler who has foresight, you've seen too little after all."

Yi Buhuo shook his head, what's the point of asking these now? Even if you admit it, what if you admit it?

Yi Xiaochuan himself is difficult to protect, what kind of intentions does he have for him, can he still resist?

Compared with the crossing in his mouth, Yi Buhuo feels that he is more in line with the word smuggling, a person who is not in the script in the first place, what he does is unpredictable.

This is also the reason why he is targeted by the world everywhere.

Even if he ignores that he is an outsider, with his current strength and realm, he can already connect the heavens and the earth, and he is already self-taught in numerology.

This is a foreshadowing of heaven and earth!

Just like Lao Cui, even if he doesn't have hard power, he can see through the future and understand his own positioning.

Perhaps for Yi Xiaochuan, Lao Cui is no different from a traverser.

This is the gap caused by the difference in vision and realm, the master sees the world directly to see through the essence, while ordinary people can only follow the step by step blind groping.

Yi Xiaochuan is a chess piece, and Lao Cui has become a chess watcher, separated from the same level, and has entered another dimension.

However, Yi Xiaochuan is right about one thing, for him, he is really Da Luo Jinxian, and he will exactly do what he wants.

For ordinary people, the rebirth of a severed limb is just a small operation for Yi Buhuo.

If it weren't for the script between himself and Ying Zheng that had already been decided, he really wanted to appear in front of people and open his eyes!

Although he was very disappointed with what Yi Xiaochuan had done, he was here to change all this, although it was the premise to make the tragedy reunited, but he also had to take the opportunity to vent his dissatisfaction.

Yi Xiaochuan's life is too smooth, the people around him who suffer are always suffering, how can he empathize with him and change his disappointing personality if he doesn't let him experience some unprecedented suffering?

Although according to the original plot, he did change a little in the end, but it was all catalyzed by one tragedy after another.

Now that there are no such tragedies, how can he change?

Of course, it was up to him to help him change!

Yi Buhuo raised his eyebrows, looked at the pale Yi Xiaochuan and said, "I don't have any ill will towards you, and you don't have to feel that you have been deceived." ”

"I saved your life, and if I had bad thoughts about you, you would have died."

Yi Xiaochuan loosened his brows slightly, but said as if he remembered something: "I remember that when we first met, it seemed like we had a dream, and I saw you stabbing me to death with a hideous face......

"Maybe the dream at that time was a sign?"

“……”

Do you remember all such little things? I don't care, what do you mean you still can't forget? So careful?

Yi Buhuo pulled the corners of his mouth, didn't hypnotism work? Even Yi Xiaochuan can't be hypnotized, it seems that he has to improve it when he goes back......

"You said it was a dream, maybe you just came here and didn't know the place where you were flustered, so it was just an illusion."

"People are in a strange place, and they will always be suspicious under their insecurity, which is normal, wouldn't it be good to stay for a long time now, don't scare yourself."

"I'm tired, let me be alone for a while, what I saw today makes my mind very messy."

Yi Xiaochuan wanted to speak and stopped, after all, what Yi Buhuo said was not unreasonable, this was just another dream of his own, maybe it was really his own too much heart.

Since I can't say it, I have to close my eyes and send off the guests.

"Then you pay more attention to rest, Yushu is still waiting for you, if you give up on yourself, she may do something stupid."

"It's useless to talk too much, when it comes to feelings, you are the master, and I don't understand this."

Yi Buhuo smiled self-deprecatingly, why can such a scumbag be the protagonist?

If he hadn't come by himself, in fact, he wouldn't have cared about Yi Xiaochuan's life or death at all, and he should have saved those who were valuable and worth saving.

And not the culprit who caused it all!

But if you want the tragedy to be complete, he is an unavoidable link, which is a dead knot in itself, and Yi Buhuo can only pinch his nose and admit it.

In the final analysis, this world itself is outrageous, forcibly harmed for the sake of tragedy, if it weren't for his inability, now he wouldn't be here to change the tragedy, but to incarnate the night killer and kill the dog screenwriter!

What kind of brain circuitry can write such a plot?

The male protagonist can be Xiaobai, and some tragedies are inevitable as catalysts on the way to growth, and he also admits it.

But in the end, it's the finale, nothing has changed, nothing has been gained, and everything has been lost, what is the meaning of this kind of plot?

How many flesh-and-blood characters have died inexplicably, characters who should not have been sacrificed and can be saved, but in the end they can only die forcibly, what is the use of asking for an inexplicable male protagonist?

Mascot?

Yi Buhuo didn't pretend anymore, his originally red eyes instantly returned to clarity, his pulled face returned to normal, and even the corners of his mouth were hung with an unchanged smile.

Without hesitation, he turned around and left the place.

(End of chapter)