This time, Chongjue was scolded.

Su Hansheng didn't dare to stay in the Buddha hall, and trotted back to the fasting house in the backyard.

Chongjue watched the cold sound and left, and the dignified Sumeru Mountain Shizun lowered his eyes with a rare heart, looked at the flickering candle flame on the small case, and said nothing.

Zou Zhi was also silent, he reached out to clean the tea on the ground, and poured himself a new cup of tea with shaking hands, and took a sip tremblingly.

…… Suppressive shock.

The two sat opposite each other for a long time.

Finally, Zou Zhi finally spoke out to break the deathly silence.

The voice of the deputy head of the courtyard was still a little trembling, holding on to the last glimmer of hope, and called tentatively: "Jingyu? ”

Chongjue fiddled with the Buddha beads slightly, and Mo Qing's eyes looked at him clearly and coldly.

Zou Zhi: "......"

Isn't it really that evil bastard?

Zou Zhi has always been submissive, even if the body of Shizun has been a friend for many years, he was cowardly and gentle at the beginning, but at this time, he rarely gave birth to a anger that could not be concealed.

"Chongjue, are you crazy?"

When he asked, Chongjue regained his former calm and calmness.

"Nope."

Zou Zhi threw the teacup on the small table, and the freshly poured teacup spilled all over the table again.

A cold chill appeared in the eyes of the deputy head of the court: "He is the son of Xuanlin, and he just reached the crown two days ago. ”

Su Hansheng's age is compared to Chongjue, and he is simply a child who has not grown all his hair.

Chongjue ...... How the hell did he bear to do it?!

Chongjue's eyebrows were faint: "I know." ”

Zou Zhi was so angry by his attitude that he didn't eat oil and salt, and his face was full of life, lining his entire face like a desperate ghost.

He said coldly: "The Tower of Babel is about to collapse, do you dare to guarantee that you can let him escape from this catastrophe?" ”

Chongjue didn't want to think about it and said, "I can." ”

"Don't promise what you can't predict." Zou Zhi was almost disgusted, "There are already people in the Three Realms who know that Xiao Xiao is carrying a phoenix bone, once the Tower of Babel completely collapses, the Heavenly Dao will inevitably ......."

Chongjue smiled faintly: "Has anyone said it?" ”

Zou held his voice for a moment.

"After Xiao Xiao was born, Xuanlin and I placed a ban on him." Chongjue poured a cup of tea for himself slowly, the white mist and smoke filled between his eyebrows, cold and leisurely, "Once someone in the Three Realms informs others about Xiao Xiao's phoenix bone, I will be able to send down nine heavenly thunders to make his soul fly away." ”

Zou Zhi looked at him in amazement: "The Dao of Heaven has declined at that time? ”

Otherwise, under the Heavenly Dao, even if Chongjue and Shu Xuanlin were in the two Mahayana periods, they would not be able to make a forbidden formation that could completely envelop the entire Three Realms under the nose of the Tower of Babel.

Chongjue took a sip of tea.

Zou Zhi thought about it for a while, and felt that it was wrong, so he frowned and said: "You shouldn't know about this kind of thing...... right."

Could it be that good and evil thoughts have begun to merge gradually?

So the delusion of evil thoughts affects good thoughts, and this is why the beasts have bad intentions towards the cold sound?

The more Zou Zhi thought about it, the more he felt right, and glanced at him coldly: "Don't change the topic secretly, I'm talking about you bewitching Xiao Xiao, what are you talking about Babel?" ”

Chongjue: "......"

But if the world's temper is more cheerful, eighty percent of them have to cry out for themselves.

Chongjue sighed silently: "Don't worry, I have my own decision." ”

Somehow this sentence poked at the deputy head of the court, Zou Zhi seemed to remember the old things, his face was as white as paper, and he finally couldn't help it, and said sharply.

"Chongjue!"

As soon as the words fell, a strange shadow suddenly appeared behind the man, like a long shadow swimming in the void.

…… It seems to be a dragon.

Zou Zhi looked at him almost coldly, and the dead aura on his face could not be concealed, like a corpse that had been frozen for a long time, bleeding from the seven orifices, and the strange death pupils turned around, and turned into golden dragon pupils in an instant.

Two lines of blood and tears couldn't help but slip from the end of his eyes, Zou Zhi stared straight at Chongjue, the words he spit out were almost dripping with blood, and his breath trembled and he said.

"You have to end up as miserable as I am......"

Do you know what regression is?

***

Outside the Buddha hall, lightning and thunder roared, and heavy rain fell with the howling wind.

In the backyard, the cold sound of the house sneezed violently.

Three years later, this place is still spotless, I don't know if Zou Zhi sent someone to clean it every day or Chongjue specially cleaned it today, and he curled his toes on the couch for most of the day, and when he remembered the scene just now, he still wanted to hit his head on the soft pillow.

I can't wait to die.

After rolling back and forth several times, the cold sound finally calmed down, he patted his face, and finally had the leisure to think about the abnormality.

Why does Zou Zhi look like a dying man?

The dead face just now could barely be concealed, and under the warm candle flame, you could see the cold feeling like a corpse.

Su Hansheng scratched the messy ink hair and thought for a long time, and suddenly remembered the ...... that Chongjue mentioned yesterday

"Until the incident of the Tower of Babel two thousand years ago, the phoenix bone fell, and the falling abyss dragon was separated from her yin and yang."

"The Falling Abyss Dragon can reshape its body, and naturally has the means to save its life."

Zou Zhi, is it the last Luoyuan Dragon?

Ming Ming Dao Gift Holy Relic has been reincarnated for thousands of years, how much obsession does he have to make this Luo Yuan Dragon subconsciously want to get close to him when he sees the phoenix bone for the first time?

Su Hansheng's brows furrowed.

The rain outside was getting louder and louder, and the sky was pouring water down as if it had broken the road, and the window of the fasthouse was still open.

The rain was too heavy, and a gust of wind blew, blowing the water droplets directly into the face.

Su Hansheng couldn't care about smelling "sweet" anymore, and was about to reach out to close the window, when a hand suddenly reached out from his hand, crossed his shoulder, and gently closed the window with his knobly knuckled fingers.

Su Hansheng hurriedly turned around, his head almost hit Chongjue's chin, and he subconsciously stepped back.

; With a "bang", the thin back of the cold sound slammed the half-closed window into a tremble, and it was closed tightly in an instant, blocking the violent storm in the outside world.

Chongjue's long body stood tall, and the snow-white wide sleeves were slightly raised due to the action of raising his hand to close the window, vaguely revealing his jade-like wrist bones.

The cold sound was inadvertently swept to the tip of his nose by his cloudy sleeves, and he sneezed violently.

Chongjue withdrew his hand, and his tone unconsciously softened.

"Cold?"

Shu Hansheng shook his head, skillfully opened his hand, and leaned on Chongjue, yawned, and said casually: "No, someone should be saying bad things about me - how are you, after being scolded?" ”

Chongjue: "......"

Chongjue didn't say much about Zou Zhi's reaction, and said softly: "Since you're sleepy, go back to sleep." ”

Su Hansheng immediately woke up.

He also thought that Chongjue would retreat without fighting again, so he quickly strangled his hands violently, hugged Chongjue's waist tightly, and said hatefully: "Don't think that I will fall back to Wuzhai, I will die in your bed today!" ”

Chongjue only thought that the latter sentence was weird, but where was Shizun said such tiger and wolf words to his face, and he didn't hear any other meaning.

He said helplessly: "I didn't want to send you back to Wuzhai, I just wanted you to go to sleep on the couch." ”

Su Han made an "oh" sound, and looked at Chongjue's expression quietly.

This person is really a big kaolin flower, and he is reluctant to pick people off.

Blame the guilty.

The flower of Kaolin coaxed the cold sound to the couch, raised his hand to lower the bed curtain, and half-blocked the candle flame.

Su Hansheng was full of black hair and scattered on the couch, his thin clothes outlined his slender figure, he looked at Chongjue slightly sideways, patted the bed next to him with a smile, and signaled, "Come on."

Chongjue said: "You sleep first, I still have something urgent." ”

Su Hansheng's face wrinkled immediately, but he knew that he couldn't be too clingy, and he couldn't rely too much on others, so he had to let go of his hand and say yes.

Chongjue was slightly surprised.

I thought that Su Hansheng was a temperament made in heaven, but now that the relationship is clear, he will be more presumptuous than before, Chongjue is ready to indulge his nose and face, and wait for half an hour before leaving.

can be calculated, but I didn't expect Su Hansheng to be so easy to speak.

Su Hansheng lifted the ink hair, put a ball on his head with a hairpin, and pulled the brocade quilt over, intending to listen to the sound of the rain and sleep well.

It's just that after a series of actions, Chongjue is still sitting on the edge of the bed.

Su Hansheng said confusedly: "Aren't you going to be busy?" ”

Chongjue: "......"

Chongjue lowered his eyelashes slightly, and said lightly: "What time is it?" ”

Su Hansheng looked at the hour magic weapon on the storage ring: "It's three quarters." ”

"Hmm." Chongjue nodded his eyebrows and said, "Then there should be some free time, I'll wait for you to fall asleep before leaving." ”

Su Han looked at him in confusion.

Didn't you just say that there was still an emergency?

Shizun's mind is not something that ordinary people can figure out, and he didn't think much about it, and obediently said "oh".

He got up too early today, and sat on the painting boat all day, and was already sleepy, but at this time, he smelled the reassuring breath around him, and after a while he dragged the corner of the quilt, he stared into a daze and fell asleep.

Chongjue sat quietly on the edge of the bed, watching the sound of the cold and falling asleep.

The young man who had just reached the crown had just grown up, compared to the sleeping position that was often curled up into a small ball three years ago, now this four-leaning and eight-pronged appearance seems to have taken off all the guards in his heart, and the world he "snatched" finally has a little tolerance.

The cold sound always likes to turn over, and the little tugging that has been pulled back and forth a few times has been dispersed, and it is spread on the soft pillow indiscriminately - sometimes it rolls over and presses the hair, and the person in his sleep is still muttering in pain, not knowing what he is scolding.

Chongjue raised his hand to take off the lotus dark hairband, and gently tied a loose knot with the scattered hair of the cold sound to the pillow on the side, so as not to be pressed again.

Su Hansheng was stunned in sleep, and when he noticed that someone was playing with his hair, he kicked it unhappily.

"Yuan Qian, braid, braid, I'll ...... Knotted your snake's tail ......"

Chongjue: "......"

Su Hansheng's bare feet pressed on Chongjue's knees, revealing his slender ankles.

Even if Chongjue was tempted, he had never had the kind of "blasphemy and offense" for Su Hansheng, but this time he inadvertently glanced at it, and Mo Qing's pupils suddenly difled for some reason.

The profane clothes of the cold sound are loose, the corners of the trousers have been wrinkled and hung on the knees, and the textured calves are all on the white robe of Chongjue, bringing out a color that is not intended but makes people fascinated. Gas.

Chongjue's knowledge of the sea is like a spring breeze blowing through the cold river, blowing up the snow on the ice, revealing the vaguely strange memories under the ice.

The blurry scene seems to slowly coincide with the ankle kicking in front of him.

Chongjue watched as he stretched out his slender fingers in his memory, pressing his fingertips all the way to the slender ankles and calves until his other hand followed closely and pinched his slender waist.

Chongjue's breath was almost bated.

…… I saw that the familiar hands clasped around the waist, and effortlessly brought it into my arms, and a blazing body suddenly came over.

Chongjue's eyes trembled slightly.

His face was stained with tears, his black hair was covered all over his body, and he was almost fainted, he exhaled trembling breath, his eyes were distracted, and his sweaty black hair was sticking to his cheeks.

Those beautiful amber eyes were so red that they couldn't stop crying, but they didn't say a word.

A teasing voice rang out.

"I can't say anything, so I have to teach you?"

Rumble——!

In the back of the Buddha hall, Chongjue almost embarrassedly withdrew from the memory of Zhihai, but in just a few scenes, he seemed to be in it, absurd and shameless, uncontrollably spit out all kinds of obscene words that people couldn't bear to hear.

It's just nasty!

The white flash illuminated Chongjue's face pale.

He pressed his heart, and some cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he suddenly realized that he was awkward.

…… Perhaps, he and evil thoughts are about to merge completely.

That memory is just the beginning. ：，m..，.