Shu Nong looked at Yan Chang'an's sword practice for a day.

As if to make up for the practice that had been wasted in the past few days, from the main hall of the Wensheng Temple, he practiced until the sun went down, even if he was sweating profusely, he never stopped.

Shu Nongguang watched, her arms were sore and weak, Yan Changan practiced swords, she fell asleep on the stone table, woke up, woke up.

Yan Changan couldn't get rid of her, he wanted to change places with his sword, Shu Nong's eyes opened, and he followed him step by step.

Yan Changan couldn't, so he had to grit his teeth and endure her beside him.

It's just that Shu Nong is really troublesome, Yan Changan thought, he had to take it down carefully when the leaves of the sword qi fell on her face when he practiced the sword, and he couldn't wake her up; He also has to take care of the Cangyuan petals that flew down on her, and plucked them for her one by one, otherwise she would directly turn into a spirit body with a thought, and the leaves and petals would pass directly through her and fall to the ground.

Although there are few people in the Wensheng Palace, it is not no one, today Liu Xubai came to the Wensheng Hall blatantly, her affairs are in full swing, Qin Tang has many friends, coming and going, it is inevitable that someone will stop by and take a look.

He didn't want them to see Shu Nong's virtual appearance, so he had to take the trouble to pick off the deciduous petals that disturbed her one by one, and then directly took advantage of the gap between the rest to find a few long sticks and unused cloths, and simply built a shed for her.

The slanting sun has arrived, and the dappled light and shadow fall on the shade cloth from among the staggered leaves, Yan Changan put away his sword, took out the herbal tea from the house, and put it on the stone table, Shu Nong rose in response.

With a little smile, her eyes were clear, and she didn't see the confusion of a person who had just woken up, and she reached out and unceremoniously took the tea that Yan Changan had just poured and drank it all.

"Good tea."

The tea passed through the throat and did not leave a taste, and Shu Nong praised it emotionlessly.

Yan Changan didn't lift her eyelids, and filled the cup in her hand with the teapot: "I'll send you back." ”

Shu Nong shook his head slightly, casually picked up a piece of Cangyuan petals left on the stone table, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and looked at him with a little cunning in his eyes: "No need." ”

She pinched the teacup in one hand, dropped the direct petals with the other, supported her chin, and took two sips of tea casually: "Today is a good day, I have to find something to do." ”

When Yan Changan practiced swords, she slept on the table, and when Yan Changan was about to stop and rest, she was full of energy, and her mind turned, and the dress on her body became the same as when he first saw her, and he walked out of the yard with cheerful steps.

Yan Changan neither planned to follow to see the situation, nor did he intend to intercept Shu Nong.

She was probably going to the temple of life.

She is a fairy sword and sword spirit, except for the bond with the sword owner, she is not bound by other constraints in this world, the rules of the human world cannot restrain her, the magic weapon of the fairy gate cannot summon her soul, she comes and goes freely, Yan Changan is self-aware, he can't stop her, and there is no need to put himself in a dangerous situation for the visible ending.

When Yan Changan closed the door of his courtyard, he was meditating with Liu Xubai in the living hall, using the spiritual power around his body to suppress the demons in his body that seemed to be making a comeback.

It's ironic, everyone in the world thinks that he is glorious, sitting on a high platform, with boundless power, except for love, that is, he has a bright future and a smooth fairy road.

No one knows, in an unsightly place, he has long been born with demons.

Fortunately, he was suppressed, and it was the sect leader Huaqiu, who just thought that he almost had a demon.

Liu Xubai sometimes couldn't understand what he wanted, obviously he didn't have such deep emotions before Shu Nong jumped into the real fire, even if he and Shu Nong were in love at that time, they couldn't compare to the hatred in their hearts, so he could watch Shu Nong sacrifice the sword.

But things seem to have changed after Shu Nong's death, and the pastries he habitually brought back could not be found to be delivered; I bought a dress by accident, and I couldn't find the right person to wear it; The sweet tea prepared in the temple subconsciously was no longer drunk; He looked at the door every day when the sun was rising, and no one ran in in a hurry, shouting his name.

His restrained emotions seem to have exploded since then, and guilt and love seem to grow wildly, but if you ask him if he regrets it, he may regret why he was so weak in the first place, and he has no regrets about choosing the Shunong Sacrifice Sword under the circumstances at that time.

The choice he faces is incomprehensible.

The demon in his heart was tricking him to go to the Temple of Origin to bring Su back, raising her like a bright moon, menacing, shouting at the coward, while laughing and about to break through his control.

Liu Xubai almost couldn't hold it back, he had barely calmed down his emotions for so many years, and after seeing Su Buhe, they all suddenly collapsed.

Liu Xubai adjusted his breath, but Su's face kept appearing in his mind, making him think of Shu Nong uncontrollably, and the more he suppressed the demons in his heart, the more crazy he became.

The demons laughed in his sea of consciousness, laughing at his incompetence.

Liu Xubai pursed his lips slightly, preparing to go to the Soul Calling Platform in the back mountain to meditate, but when he opened his eyes, he suddenly stiffened in place.

It was like falling into an ice cave, his hands and feet were stiff and unable to move, and he was thrown into the fire in a moment, burning his head profusely, his mouth was dry, and he was almost out of breath.

Not an illusion.

Liu Xubai looked at the figure at the table not far away.

Her slender fingers pinched a piece of pastry, first sniffed it under the tip of her nose, then carefully bit a little, then took a sip of the already cold tea in her hand, stiffened for a moment, and then quietly spit back into the cup.

It's not an illusion, the person he thinks about is right in front of him.

Liu Xubai's Adam's apple moved up and down, and the saliva he swallowed slightly eased the dryness of his throat.

Beads of sweat ran down his forehead and sank into the placket of his clothes, leaving only a few sporadic traces of water, and the temperature in the room had risen somewhere, like a steamer being heated.

Liu Xubai didn't realize it, got up stupidly, stumbled and trotted a few steps to Shu Nong's side, and stopped at the table.

Shu Nong didn't seem to see him, and looked at the tea in the cup with disgust.

Liu Xu's throat knot rolled, trying to suppress the dry itch in his throat: "The sweet tea is in the warehouse, I didn't brew it." ”

His voice was a little dry, as if he was suppressing something, and trembled slightly.

Shu Nong stopped his movements at this moment and tilted his head slightly to look at him.

Liu Xubai's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he couldn't help but cautiously reach out to touch her.

saw that the teacup in Shu Nong's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and when the tea splashed, Liu Xubai's slightly trembling hand also went straight through Shu Nong's body.

His eyelashes trembled violently, his mind went blank, he took half a step back blankly, his calves went limp, and he slowly fell to the chair holding on to the edge of the table.

Shu Nong blinked and smiled at him.

He sat down, she got up, went straight through the square table, circled around him, suddenly leaned down, looked straight into his eyes, and her fingertips fell on his heart: "How ridiculous, you have a demon?" ”