Sick Beauty [Rebirth] - Chapter 119

Magic domain.

Lumen Mountain.

In the distance, the magical palace is full of gongs and drums, and rows of bright red lanterns brighten the sky of the magical domain.

The sound of music, the sound of the emcee, and the sound of blessing continued to come, and then gradually fell into silence. The vermilion silk was flying around the magic palace, and the night went deep.

Standing on the mountain, Xu Qingyue drew out the long sword she was holding behind her, her eyes flushed slightly, she couldn’t help rushing into the huge black magic palace and rescued her former friend.

“Don’t be impulsive.” Chen Weiyuan’s muffled voice came from behind.

Xu Qingyue turned around and saw Chen Weiyuan pushing the wheelchair slowly over. He was physically mutilated and had an unshaved beard. He described him as embarrassed. His slender, narrowed eyes looked at the bright and colorful magic palace in the distance, and he couldn’t see it. What? Look.

Only the hand holding the wheelchair was clenched tightly, and there was faint blood seeping out.

“Now that my soul body is damaged, even though I can barely recover a few points with the **** pill, I still can’t support it for too long. The Primordial Demon Refining Array can’t be without you.”

Chen Weiyuan said hoarsely.

“Don’t do useless work, startling and scaring snakes, if you can’t bear it…it’s a big plan.”

Xu Qingyue’s eyes flushed, and said: “So is it possible to watch Ye Daoyou suffer this humiliation and be insulted and offended by his own disciple?”

Chen Weiyuan looked at the magic palace with cold eyes, his expression was a little distorted, but after all he said, “Qingyue… don’t move rashly.”

“The formation is not complete, and the person we are waiting for hasn’t waited yet. Now that you are past, it is only a man’s arm blocking the car. Not only can you not save Yunlan, but you will fold yourself in it.”

Xu Qingyue’s hand holding the sword kept trembling.

“So, do we really watch it like this?”

Chen Weiyuan gritted his teeth, his body trembled.

Slowly tasted a bit of blood between the lips and teeth.

“Yes,” he said with difficulty, “Now… I can only watch.”

Tianzong.

Looking at Yunfeng.

Standing outside the Yuntian Palace, He Lanze watched the thunder and lightning falling in the sky with trepidation.

The entire Yuntian Palace was trembling. And this scene has lasted for three days and nights.

Since that day he came to the Yuntian Palace to report on the wedding banquet of the Demon Palace, and in the Yuntian Palace where the lord lived, he began to cross the calamity.

He has never seen such a huge thunder tribulation in his life. I was worried and irritable in my heart, I was afraid that the Sect Master would not be able to successfully overcome the Tribulation, and I was also afraid that he would be injured too severely after the Tribulation, and would not be able to take action.

It is the seventh day of September. He Lanze looked to the west, the direction of the Demon Realm. The distance from Dongzhou to the Demon Realm required ten days for the Mahayana monk’s sword, and it was too late at this moment.

The guilt in my heart is deeper.

I hate my strength once again.

What? Big Brother Tianzong, a supreme genius? But time and time again, even the one he loves can’t protect him.

And at the moment the magic palace.

Among the bamboo buildings.

The red candle on the table was burning quietly.

Everything around makes people feel in a daze.

Ye Yunlan was lying on the bed, her pure white hair spread like snow, and her bright red dress was bright and beautiful.

He was drunk, with a drunken red on his cheeks, his golden eyes were blurred, and he was soaked in incense for a few days, his whole body was as soft as water.

The devil held him?, his hand slowly stroked his cheek, like touching a piece of soft and hot snow.

“We are married, Master.”

He? said softly.

marry.

Ye Yunlan felt a little at a loss for this word.

Mozun loved him so much? He was so bewildered, but he was letting others do it. He bowed his head to taste him? Lips glowing with watery luster.

Ye Yunlan let him kiss in a daze, and the shadow of Demon Venerable was reflected in his eyes, and it slowly became shining, as if dripping water.

The figure in the trance and the figure in the memory slowly overlapped.

So familiar.

It’s so… strange.

where is he?

Why… is here?

Mozun: “What are you thinking?”

He shook his head, indicating that he was not thinking.

It’s just that the brows are still slightly condensed, and the cheeks are red, like fat.

Mozun: “Master lied to me.”

At this point, the other party’s blood eyes seemed to show a little gloomy brilliance, which overwhelmed the original color of contentment, and turned into a hostility and coldness that did not resemble a living person.

The pale and slender hand gently strangled his neck, the Demon Lord lowered his head, bit his earlobe, and said in a low voice: “Don’t lie to me.”

The deep darkness spread over.

He was a little out of breath, turned his head slightly, trying to avoid, the other party clasped his chin with his hand, kissed him more deeply, not letting him escape.

The candle fire made a crackling sound.

The scent of silk lingering in the room, I do not know whether the fragrance of flowers from the outside floats in or is emitted from the depths of the inner room. He? Melted like hot snow, his slender fingers gripped the bedding tightly, and then he was held by someone, his fingers intertwined and interspersed.

The demon said dumbly: “Master is so warm.”

The shadows in the room are crowded, and many are like vines all over the window sills, intertwined into a net, twisted and extended grotesquely. And let a more dense net restrain his whole person, teach him? It is difficult to curl up, there is nowhere to escape.

Warm tears flowed from the end of his eyes, soaking his white hair on his cheeks.

Xifu was thrown on the ground, the pearl hairpin scattered.

He? Looked around and familiar with the furnishings.

Tranced as if back? To the bamboo building of Tianzong.

It’s like going to the cloud again. Or the surging sea.

The memory began to become fragmented, and a white light exploded in front of him. In the mist, he trembled and said: “Enough…”

Mozun said enough.

He shook his head in tears, bowed his head and kissed his eyelids to remove the tears for him.

After that, he couldn’t even make a sound.

His voice was dumb as if fire was burning, only the sound of the chains in his ears was rattling.

In a trance, there are many colorful pictures passing through my mind.

He? It seems that he has been back many years ago, in the great fire of the secret realm, with flying sparks in front of him, and the heat wave swept across his cheeks.

He met the boy who was struggling to climb forward in the sea of ​​fire, and saw the boy’s unwilling eyes.

He flew over, trying to rescue the opponent, but was suddenly held tightly by the opponent and pulled into the sea of ​​flames.

The flame burned, and licked his skin and body to melt him, let him die in the fire, and become a handful of ashes, so that they could be buried together.

They were buried together.

…

Wake up again, it is early morning. Surrounded by familiar furnishings.

He blinked in confusion and went to look at the world outside the window, thinking that he would see flowers and sunshine, but he only saw a large swath of red flowers, drenched like blood.

This is not Tianzong.

It’s… the magic palace.

“Master, you are awake.”

The body was still surrounded by people, and the devil’s mute voice was heard.

He? No words.

The demon asked him gently: “Master feels okay?”

He? Still didn’t want to talk, just closed his eyes.

very tired.

The body seemed to fall apart. I was too tired to even lift my fingertips.

The demon said: “The work of the furnace tripod is not for a moment. I was so proud of myself yesterday. I will exercise restraint in the future so that I won’t let the master suffer any more.”

He? Close to his ears, whispered: “Master is in a bad shape, and he is not used to this. If you experience it a few more times, you will know the joy.”

Do not.

He? He didn’t want to know.

Mozun asked again: “Is Master feeling hungry?” Then he touched his belly. The place was no longer flat, but bulged and bulged. The Demon Venerable then murmured with a low smile, “I forgot, I have eaten so full and I have enough spiritual energy. I think I won’t be hungry.”

“Shen Shu.”

Ye Yunlan suddenly shouted in a low voice.

His voice is extremely hoarse, he has almost lost his voice.

Mozun hugged him tighter.

“Um?”

Ye Yunlan murmured: “After all, I am you… Master.”

Mozun was silent for a while, holding him? Smiled.

“Master forgot? We have already reached a bond between you and me, and now we are not only a master and apprentice, but also a close couple, living and dead in the same boat.”

…To conclude a contract.

They have concluded an agreement.

The bond is a Taoist couple, and life and death will never leave.

This is the most solemn ceremony in the world of comprehension, and the most intimate relationship is established.

To him, it seemed like an absurd and grotesque dream.

The things that were never completed in the previous life are actually completed in this life.

Seeing him, the demon was silent, and the arm that was holding him slowly tightened, then suddenly said.

“Since the teacher is not used to the relationship between us, then we will continue to be familiar with it for a while.”

Darkness covered it.

The sunlight outside the window was blocked, together with the large sea of ​​bright red flowers on the other shore. Ye Yunlan was dragged and fell into the ghostly shadows again.

“They’re starting to noisy again,” said the demon. “It’s noisy. Only Master is quieter here. It’s warm and quiet.”

He? Snorted.

Can’t help but want to escape.

Just a few steps out, he was caught back again. After that, the barely accumulated strength was exhausted.

Time is passing in the shattering, he? I don’t know how long he has been in the dark.

Maybe one day, maybe ten days, maybe half a month.

Later, he was completely accustomed to the other party’s breath, accustomed to the other party’s spiritual power rushing through his body.

Nirvana’s incomplete body and marrow knowingly absorb the power passed over, and actually give birth to a kind of satisfying attachment.

When the darkness dissipated and Xiguang came in from the window again, he? He has gone from birth to death, and from death to life again and again, for an unknown number of times.

Mozun finally let him go?.

He was lifted up by the other party, arranged his clothes, kissed the cheek again, and held him to the mirror.

“Master may not know how beautiful he looks now.”

The other party chuckled.

He? Looking at the person in the mirror.

The man’s white hair was scattered, his eyes seemed to contain spring water, his cheeks were rosy, his chin was sharp, red marks spread to his neck, and his white shirt was like crumpled snow.

Mozun took the wooden comb and slowly helped him comb his hair.

“I never thought that I can have today with the respected Master.”

Ye Yunlan looked blankly.

As if falling in a sweet dream.

The breath of the people behind him taught him? Such familiarity and nostalgia made him want to snuggle.

He? Feels tired.

The limbs were still bound by the invisible black chains, which dragged to the ground and meandered into the darkness.

The chain that lies in the bottom of my heart is still unsolved.

But he? Is too tired to think about it.

It just feels heavy.

There are many things pressing on his back, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Mozun embraced him from behind?.

“Why don’t you speak.” He said, “Obviously, the master called so beautiful before, what would I call you? What would you call?. Why are you so silent now.”

Ye Yunlan’s thin lips moved slightly, but there was still no sound.

He? There is nothing to say.

The redness in Mozun’s eyes slowly deepened.

The coldness and hostility that didn’t look like a living person spread out from under his eyes again. With paranoia and madness.

Mozun put down the wooden comb in his hand and walked to him, “Master, look at me.” He said.

These days, Ye Yunlan was tossed hard, his body already had an instinctive reaction, so he looked up at him subconsciously, and his golden eyes were soft and empty.

Mozun reached out and pinched his sharp jaw.

“Tell me, who is the me in front of you?”