"So, you are very dangerous now."

Yu Fei didn't refute it, and responded: "Yes, maybe one day I will go west and be ranked in the immortal class."

"..." Wen Yan couldn't believe that a little girl under 10,000 years old would say such words, and said dissatisfiedly: "You are already a protoss, how can you be ranked in the immortal class again?"

Yu Fei: Makes sense.

The little girl's expression didn't matter, but Wen Yan could feel her dismay, and even his heart felt annoyed that trouble was coming, and he couldn't convince himself to ignore the person who was still in debt.

He ignored the little snake struggling to come out of his sleeve, gently pinched it, rubbed it twice, and finally said: "If you are worried, I will accompany you for a walk."

Yu Fei rebuffed straight away: "No need, if something really happens, don't blame me if I can't take care of you."

Wen Yan: Honestly...but who cares about whom?

Although Wen Yan had rescued her in both the Four Seasons Forbidden Land and the Oath Mountain, he was either seriously injured or the spiritual power of the Wutong fruit was gone. Seeing that his cultivation base has not yet recovered and he looks like a delicate flower, Yu Fei really dare not take it casually.He takes it out.

In case Shenhai came to ask for someone, Yu Fei handed over a sickly flower to provoke Xu Han desperately.

But speaking of Shenhai, since Meng Ming went to look for her, someone from Wen Yan should also come to look for her, so it's not like they haven't arrived yet...

"Has someone come to look for you in Shenhai?" Yu Fei asked.

Wen Yan raised his face, his expression was as usual: "I have never been here before."

"It's strange. They already know that I don't belong to Qingye Island. How come you, a flower spirit of Qingye Island, haven't been discovered?"

Wen Yan touched his nose: "Probably no one cares about a flower."

A casual sentence made Yu Fei very affectionate. If Wen Yan hadn't changed her shape now, she would have hugged this sycamore flower up and down and touched it carefully.

Wen Yan, who was standing not far from Yu Fei, was against the light, but could clearly see the kindness in the girl's eyes, the man coughed uncomfortably, somewhat inexplicably: "When are you going to go to the ghost clan."

"Leave early tomorrow morning. The ghost king will wait for me outside the ghost city. I will explain the spirit veins to him and come back with you to the Four Seasons Forbidden Land to get the spirit veins. After that, you can stay in Shenhai without going back to my little place."up"

The girl's tone was brisk: "Ten days at most, don't worry, you will be free soon."

Obviously thinking about him, she said it as if she couldn't wait to drive him away.

"...Mmm." Wen Yan answered in an indistinct voice.

As night fell, Yu Fei's body was not yet fully recovered, and she had to go on a journey tomorrow, so she went to bed early.

Wen Yan was arranged by her to a room in the side hall. The winter sun was setting quickly, and it took him a while to turn the sentence around his fingers. When he looked up again, the twilight had completely set.

After sleeping for too long in these years, Wen Yan can recall that boring and long time when he closes his eyes. He has not entered the world for a long time, has nothing to do, and there is nothing for him to do at all, so he sits on the bed bored, listening to the twitter of the execution.

"My lord, have you been in the Four Seasons Forbidden Land for ten thousand years?"

Wen Yan lowered his eyes, his eyes were not focused: "Yes."

Sentenced: "Why?"

Wen Yan: "A place with people is meaningless."

Luo Xing nodded, resentfully: "Xu Han, this wolf-hearted thing, has ruined most of your cultivation base and made you unable to transform for ten thousand years. Now you dare to speak nonsense in front of me!"

The little snake became more and more annoyed as he spoke, swam to the ground and turned around, straightened up: "Master! Did you know that when we were in Shenhai, he actually asked me if it was him who killed me ten thousand years ago!"

"Is this guy crazy! He stabbed me through with his own sword, and now he is pretending to be in front of me, showing off his power! Pretend! Pretend! Pretend! Sooner or later, I will bite him through!"

Even if we haven't seen each other for thousands of years, Wen Yan is still very familiar with the noise of the sentencing, and he is very used to and easily captures the key points from his chattering mouth.

The tip of the man's ears moved, he raised his eyelids, his eyes focused on Luo Xing's body, and his eyes were focused: "He asked you, did he kill you?"

"Yes, master, you also think he is crazy! I have never seen such a disgusting person!"

Wen Yan pondered: "What kind of expression did he have when he asked you?"

Sentence tried hard to recall: "Pretentious, hypocritical, annoying. But I bit him!"

"..."

Wen Yan: shouldn't have had expectations of you.

Although the sentence was not clear, this point did attract Wen Yan's attention. Although he had a grudge against Xu Han, Xu Han was not someone who dared to do anything, so why would he use this to disgust him and send him to prison?

How could he forget that he beheaded the prisoner himself.

While Wen Yan was thinking, his ears quieted down. He seemed to be aware of looking at Luo Xing who was standing on the ground, but he saw that the little snake maintained a standing posture, its eyes were fixed, and the blood-colored pattern on the top of its head was visible to the naked eye.The speed spread from the snake's head to the snake's tail, covering the white except for the golden stripes. Within three breaths, the whole little snake turned into bloody golden stripes.

The golden pattern is sacred, the aura is ancient, and the blood-like color looks a little scary, but Wen Yan is not afraid, as if he has seen it many times, he stood up, with a solemn face, and a soft spiritual power from his fingertips,Touch the forehead of the little snake.

In an instant, the picture that appeared in the eyes of the red snake also appeared in front of Wen Yan.

Luo Xing was born with an inherent talent, and adversity can be predicted.

In the dark city tower, the banners painted with patterns of ghost clans fluttered, a large group of people entered the city gate, and the slender and lonely figure of a young girl stood there, her dress fluttering in the wind, watching them leave.

At the moment when the ghostly city tower was sealed off, a strange wind rose, and the sand and dust behind it swept up wantonly, swallowing the girl instantly.

Evil lead.

Wen Yan had heard Yu Fei's explanation, and instantly and accurately judged it.

The scene in front of him flashed quickly, and at the moment when he saw Yu Fei being swallowed by the dust, Xu Xu clenched his fist tightly, and four shallow crescents were embedded in his palm.

The picture continues.

The panicked ghost soldiers on the city tower looked around, but they didn't dare to open the city gate.

The dust dissipated, and not a single speck of dust stained Yu Fei. The girl frowned and sat on the ground, her clean face seemed to have no pain, but when she supported her hand on the ground, there was a trickle of blood winding down..

Under the dress, where no one else could see, a large amount of blood had already been absorbed by the dust, making it sticky with ghosts.

The blood continued to flow, but no matter how Yu Fei held the wound, the dazzling red kept gushing out.

Wen Yan felt the strong surge of the power of Nirvana.

Gradually, Yu Fei's fiery red dress couldn't stop the blood spreading along the dust, just like the bloody peony was constantly blooming, blooming like exhausting its life.

In the end, Yu Fei's face was pale, trailing long blood marks, and was picked up by Huan Qing who rushed over in a hurry.

At the end of the picture, Wen Yan's fingertips froze, and he tapped lightly on the forehead of the prisoner. The blood all over the little snake's body instantly receded, condensed on the forehead, and returned to its original white body with golden patterns.

He seemed to be frightened too, his mouth opened and closed, and it took him a while to remember what to ask: "How could I foresee her? What's wrong with her, it's scary..."

Wen Yan still had the image of Yu Fei bleeding all over the ground and the force of Nirvana being sprayed wantonly in Wen Yan's mind. Hearing this, his expression was solemn, and he actually recalled the nonsense that the girl said in the daytime.

"Yes, maybe one day I will go west and be ranked in the immortal class."

How could the gods be so pitiful, Wen Yan really didn't know what fate Tian Dao had arranged for Yu Fei, and how it was such a disaster.

If things go on like this, what Wen Yan can wait for at Phoenix Palace is the news that Yu Fei was seriously injured or really died.

The man pondered for a long time, and the picture of Yu Fei sitting on the ground with blood and vitality flowing away together in his mind couldn't get rid of it. He thought and thought, his tangled brows were always furrowed, and finally he sighed deeply, resigned to his fate and said:

"Go to the ghost clan tomorrow."

You can't know that something will happen to her and just stand by and watch, and the spiritual pulse has not been given to her.

He Wen Yan didn't want to give away anything that he couldn't give away.

In the early morning of the second day, before the sun was bright, Yu Fei left a note for Wen Yan, and left Phoenix Palace with the silk script written down during the investigation from the Oath Mountain.

"My lord...we are like two thieves."

A hundred meters away, Wen Yan and Luo Xing, who followed Yu Fei from a distance, were hiding among the jungle rocks, and the little snake lying on Wen Yan's shoulder was depressed.

Wen Yan followed Yu Fei while looking at the surrounding scenery, and ignored the punishment.

Sentencing was a bit boring, so I started to make up my mouth: "My lord, this little bird looks quite iconic, don't you feel so touched that you want to give her body to her because she helped you restore your cultivation?"

Wen Yan glanced at him with his head tilted, raised his hand to hold him in his hand, locked the sound of his struggling snake, and said indifferently: "The dust snake has really fattened your courage."

Full of intentions of settling accounts after the fall, Luo Xing couldn't help shrinking his head, and quickly changed the subject with a wink: "My lord, why don't you go with her?"

Wen Yan let go of the fingers that restrained the little snake, and stared at Yu Fei's hurried back: "She may not trust me, she has been stabbed in the back by people around her a lot."

Luo Xing gasped and wrapped it around Wen Yan's index finger, and his mouth, which had always been poisonous, rarely sighed: "It's so pitiful, I still have to pretend to be strong in front of you."

Wen Yan nodded and remained silent.

When he was condemned by all the people in the world and betrayed by his best brother, like Yu Fei, he thought that he might die in the near future, but unlike Yu Fei, his thoughts continued untilToday, ten thousand years later, it has become an extremely boring life and a falsehood with nowhere to turn.

He knew too well how much he hated getting involved with people now, that's why he desperately wanted to repay the remaining love, and then parted ways with her.

It's been too long since I lost my desire, I'm used to such a drifting mood now, and I can't remember what the high-spirited self looked like when I stood side by side with Xu Han thousands of years ago.

Instead of complaining about himself, he accepted the current state calmly and indifferently.

But even so, he didn't want anyone else to experience this lonely and numb feeling, and it wasn't until a long, long time later that he gradually learned to accept that kind of himself.

When he first met Yu Fei, there was something called vigor and softness in his body. Wen Yan thought they were different, but it was not until yesterday that Yu Fei casually said the sentence of death, Wen Yan was shocked.I feel that in the face of despair and helplessness, the feeling that everyone can't persevere is...

Better to die.

Turns out they were all the same.

"Help her, because I don't want to see her become the second me."

Wen Yan's eyes were heavy, full of regret.

The author has something to say:

Sentence: The thief feels very heavy.

Wen Yan: have a strong sense of stealing.

Yu Fei: ...don't get involved.

Fallen Sentence: Really pitiful.

Wen Yan: How pitiful.

Yu Fei: Brother, you seem to have made a mistake, right?

I wish you all a happy National Day!Happy holidays!