Blue Demon Fox

Although Fei Liangban’s writing style is not good, it is his persistence in writing seriously, so please forgive me and sincerely thank you

☆, lingering

After Xuan Feimo entered Qingqiu Kingdom, the first place he explored was the place where the ancient artifact, the Kunlun Mirror, was found by the sprites.

The three elders of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan in Qingqiu Kingdom are guarding the Kunlun Mirror. Their cultivation is close to the realm of fairy foxes. Under the siege, he didn't please him, and suffered several injuries to his body. Although they were not serious, he had to carefully consider the way to seize the Kunlun Mirror.

After escaping from the guarded place of the Kunlun Mirror, Xuan Feimo used spells to gradually heal the wound. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, so it was not difficult for him.

Now, he should go to Yan Qingfan.

Near the location of the Kunlun Mirror is the place where the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan lives. Not far away, I saw a small red fox with nine tails walking leisurely.

Xuan Feimo dodged, and he was close to the little red fox, and stretched out his hand again, and the little red fox was caught in his hand.

"Tell me where Yan Qingfan lives?" Xuan Feimo deliberately looked at it with murderous eyes.

The little red fox didn't seem to be very scared. He raised his eyes arrogantly and looked at Xuan Feimo, as if he was trying to tell which of them would blink first.

Xuan Feimo couldn't help feeling annoyed, no one had ever dared to look at him with such provocative eyes.

Just when Xuan Feimo was about to show no mercy, the little red fox spoke.

"Who are you? Why are you looking for my little uncle?"

"Is he your uncle? That's right, they all have nine tails. If that's the case, take me to him quickly, and I'll ask your little uncle to spank you if it's too late." Xuan Feimo said casually.

The little red fox glanced at him, thinking that if I ignore you, what can I do to you, but it thought that the little uncle was seriously injured not long ago, this guy should be a friend that the little uncle met outside, let him go It would be nice to visit my little uncle, too.

The little red fox led the way while muttering: "You said you are my uncle's friend, so do you have a good relationship?" If it is a bad friend, wouldn't it make him unhappy if he took him to see my uncle?

Xuan Feimo answered quickly: "Of course it's very good, I've seen everything about him."

The little fox thought about it for a while: "Is that the same as my little uncle and master?"

Xuan Feimo frowned, feeling a little unhappy: "You mean Li Ye?"

It nodded: "I heard from other uncles that my uncle has been with my uncle and master since I was a child. Sometimes they have a better relationship than my uncle and other uncles."

Xuan Feimo didn't speak, but let out an uncomfortable snort.

But after a while, the little fox pointed to a house that looked peaceful and far away and said, "Here, this is where my uncle lives."

"Don't tell others that you have seen me, and that I came to see your uncle, did you hear that?" Xuan Feimo said in a slightly commanding tone, and let go of it.

The little red fox raised its buttocks and walked slowly with its tail wagging: "Cut, who cares! Such a bad temper, I will definitely be kicked out by my uncle later!"

The hand that reached out to knock on the door hesitated, what should he say when he saw Yan Qingfan, Xuan Feimo smiled like a self-deprecating smile, when would he think about such unbelievable questions to him?

After knocking several times, but no one answered the door, Xuan Feimo pushed the door open and walked in, only to find that Yan Qingfan is not at home now.

Yan Qingfan's residence was decorated casually yet elegantly. Xuan Feimo walked around and finally returned to Yan Qingfan's bedroom. It was getting late at this time, so he was waiting here for Yan Qingfan to come back. .

As night fell, the stars shone faintly behind the thin clouds in the sky.

Yan Qingfan, who had just returned from Yan Lingfeng's residence, walked into the room as Xuan Feimo expected.

There was no light in the bedroom, it was Xuan Feimo's intention, he just wanted to see what kind of expression Yan Qingfan would have when he suddenly saw him, was it as he had imagined, whether he was driving him out with a cold face, or Treat each other like strangers.

Yan Qingfan lit the candles in the room with a snap of his fingers, and the moment he saw Xuan Feimo, Xuan Feimo also looked at him fixedly.

After seeing the face of the person in front of him clearly, Xuan Feimo felt a little uncomfortable.

Yan Qingfan has lost a lot of weight, and there are dark scars on his pretty face. Although they are not very obvious, they are already a great shock to Xuan Feimo. After more than a month, how could this person become So what?At this moment, he felt a little pain in his heart.

When Yan Qingfan saw Xuan Feimo, he seemed to be used to it, without any surprise or anger.

Xuan Feimo heard him talking to himself: "Xuan Feimo, why do you keep dangling in front of my eyes? It's really shameless! How can I forget you if you keep doing this?"

As if blaming himself, Yan Qingfan patted his face vigorously again: "It's really useless, others are so heartless, and you're just thinking about it like a fool..."

Did he actually regard him as a hallucination that appeared in front of his eyes?He often slaps himself like this, trying in vain not to think of himself, Xuan Feimo's brows are inadvertently drawn together.

"Enough! Look at me, I'm the real Xuan Feimo!" Xuan Feimo stepped forward and grabbed Yan Qingfan's shoulder and shouted, "Yan Qingfan, I didn't come here to see you lose your nerve!"

Yan Qingfan raised his eyes and looked at the person in front of him dumbly. The extremely familiar face had appeared countless times in his dreams and hallucinations. want to cry.

But this time, there was a real pain in the shoulder, Xuan Feimo's palm grabbed his shoulder very hard, and Yan Qingfan slowly reacted.

His eyes were fixed on Xuan Feimo, and the calmness suddenly surged: "Fei...how do you..."

Xuan Feimo lowered his head and kissed Yan Qingfan's lips. After a moment of distraction, Yan Qingfan closed his lips tightly in resistance, and turned his head to avoid Xuan Feimo's kiss.

It was only over a month, but Yan Qingfan felt that thousands of years had passed. He was undoubtedly ecstatic about Xuan Feimo's arrival, but behind the great joy, there was also the trauma that Xuan Feimo gave him. The scar is aching, so he will be disappointed and afraid.

Sensing Yan Qingfan's resistance, Xuan Feimo pinched his jaw with his palm, pried open his lips and teeth, broke into his mouth, and entangled the soft tongue inside.

Why is he always so domineering, why would he gradually give up resisting, and gradually enjoy such a fierce and gentle kiss, Yan Qingfan unknowingly pushed Xuan Feimo less forcefully, and his arms gradually attached to Xuan Fei Mo's neck responded more and more enthusiastically.

"Have you ever drunk?" Xuan Feimo let go of Yan Qingfan who was out of breath, and asked.

Yan Qingfan's face was slightly flushed: "I had a drink with Sixth Brother."

"Is that wine better than my ghost-controlling clan's wine?" Xuan Feimo's tone was a bit hostile.

Hearing him talking about the ghost-controlling clan, Yan Qingfan recalled the scene in the forbidden area that day, but he didn't answer.

"What's wrong with your face?"

Xuan Feimo still asked this question, and to Yan Qingfan's ears, it was like a violent storm that he couldn't hide from. After all, Xuan Feimo still cared about his face, which was no longer like Yun Xuan's. Ugly face, right?

It's ironic that only with this face can you keep your loved one!

Yan Qingfan suddenly smiled: "What? Could it be that the King of Ghosts is disgusted by looking at my face? Then Qingfan is really sorry, I'm afraid your trip will be in vain."

With faint anger, Xuan Feimo hugged Yan Qingfan horizontally and threw him on the couch: "Whether it's in vain or not, it's not up to you!"

There was a sound of clothes being shredded in the room, and Xuan Feimo tore off all the clothes on Yan Qingfan's body in a few strokes, and his kisses fell on Yan Qingfan's body densely.

Yan Qingfan stretched out his hand and raised the head that was being kissed wantonly on his body. He looked at Xuan Feimo, the light in his eyes flickered: "All along, have you ever been sincere to me for a while?"

He looked at Xuan Feimo eagerly, waiting for his answer.

Xuan Feimo's eyes are confused, is it true?I'm afraid he himself can't explain clearly, the only person he loves has always been Yunxuan, but why does this person in front of him make him feel different.

Without getting an answer, Yan Qingfan's eyes darkened, and then he smiled, with endless charm in his eyes: "Don't stop, I want it."

Xuan Feimo kissed his cheek, straightened up, and broke into Yan Qingfan's body, gradually deepened, violently twitched, and moved.

Yan Qingfan tried her best to spread her legs, wrapping them around Xuan Feimo's thin waist, catering to the violent, wave-like impacts again and again.

After a while, Xuan Feimo took a deep breath and stopped for a while, but this was far from enough. Pressing on Yan Qingfan, his desires and desires seemed to never be fully satisfied.

Repeating it over and over again, asking for it in different postures.

Yan Qingfan opened his closed eyes, staring at Xuan Feimo: "Feimo, let me come!"

Xuan Feimo was savoring the meaning of Yan Qingfan's words, when the people under him suddenly pushed him down with so much strength, Xuan Feimo looked at him in surprise.

Yan Qingfan straddled and sat on Xuan Feimo's waist, making Xuan Feimo thick, strong, and straight into his body, twisting his waist indulgently.

There was some liquid glistening in the corner of Yan Qingfan's eyes, and he murmured in a low voice over and over again, perhaps only he could hear such a voice.

"Feimo... Feimo... don't forget me, okay?"

The two were ups and downs in the deep sea of ​​desire and desire, lingering until death.

☆, broken love

After countless times, Xuan Feimo finally fell asleep, the moonlight outside the window was faint, Yan Qingfan got up very lightly, put on a robe, and walked to the window.

After casting a spell on his hand, a fox appeared in front of him: "You go to the ghost-controlling clan, find the guardians of the ghost-controlling clan, and let them come to Qingqiu tomorrow."

"Yes." The fox demon nodded.

There seemed to be a sigh, Yan Qingfan returned to the couch, wrapped his arms around Xuan Feimo's body, pressed his head tightly against his chest, and fell asleep peacefully listening to the steady and powerful heartbeat.

When morning came, Yan Qingfan woke up earlier than Xuan Feimo for the first time, and no one knew how long he looked at Xuan Feimo's face after he woke up.

Xuan Feimo opened his eyes, and found that Yan Qingfan looked at the person who hadn't woken up with his head propped up just like the way he waited for him to wake up after their first night.

Yan Qingfan woke up earlier than herself, Xuan Feimo couldn't hold back, and coughed dryly in embarrassment.

Yan Qingfan smiled at him like a child: "Are you embarrassed? I woke up not long before you, just... an hour! Can you get out of bed now?"

Xuan Feimo immediately became angry. The little fox said this to him, which was obviously provocative. Last night, he was afraid of hurting him, so he was merciful. He even laughed at him for being unable to get out of bed early in the morning?

The body was thrown down viciously, and Xuan Feimo pressed down on Yan Qingfan condescendingly: "It seems that you are still very energetic!"

Sensing Xuan Feimo's desire to stand upright, Yan Qingfan closed his eyes without denying it: "So..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xuan Feimo slapped him hard.

"Hmm...light...lightly."

Yan Qingfan spoke weakly.

"Easy? Then I'm afraid I won't be able to satisfy you!"

Xuan Feimo moved violently, and Yan Qingfan trembled under him following the rhythm of his body movements.

In the end, both of them were exhausted and collapsed on the couch, while Yan Qingfan still lay on Xuan Feimo's body.

A shadow flashed in his eyes: "Let's go out for a walk after we finish our meal!"

"Yes." Xuan Feimo answered him with his eyes closed.

The two walked side by side near the main hall of Qingqiu. Xuan Feimo vaguely remembered that the Kunlun Mirror seemed to be right here.

"Feimo, what are you doing here in Qingqiu?"

Yan Qingfan asked with a smile, his eyes were shining with hope, how much he wished he would say: I just miss you, so I came to see you.

Xuan Feimo didn't seem to notice what was in his eyes, and after thinking about it, he told him: "Well, I want to get the Kunlun Mirror."

Lowering her eyes, Yan Qingfan felt bitter. The Kunlun mirror is an ancient artifact with the power to travel through time, but even so, it is impossible to change the past. It just puts people in the past environment and reproduces the past. It's just a situation. Xuan Feimo's desire to obtain the Kunlun Mirror may only be related to one person.

"Is it because of Zhong Yunxuan that you made the Kunlun Mirror?"

Xuan Feimo looked at the distant sky, but did not respond to his words.

"Feimo, you should know that the divine power of the Kunlun Mirror cannot bring Yunxuan back to life, there is no need for you..."

"None of your business! Kunlun mirror, I will definitely get it!"

Xuan Feimo's face was cold and stern. What happened to Yun Xuan before his death that made his soul fly away, so dissipated that he couldn't find a trace of him in the past 1000 or [-] years. He must know.

Yan Qingfan laughed at himself, Zhong Yunxuan was Xuan Feimo's only love, he was just Xuan Feimo's bed partner, what right did he have to care what he was going to do?I care so much about what to do and everything, as long as I do it according to my own mind.

Yan Qingfan stepped forward and hugged Xuan Feimo tightly, hugging him with unprecedented strength, as if she wanted to rub herself into Xuan Feimo's body.

Xuan Feimo was a little surprised, Yan Qingfan's sudden action, they were still arguing just now, why did they react like this all of a sudden.

"What are you doing?"

On his chest, he felt Yan Qingfan take a few deep breaths, but he didn't know what it meant.

Suddenly, an old man with white beard and white hair appeared on the left and right sides of Xuan Feimo, and the sharp palms of the two came towards his front.

Pushing away the person who was hugging him tightly, Xuan Feimo stretched out his palms, just resisting the two old men.

The mana in his body was stirring like a sea tide under a strong wind, and Xuan Feimo felt a little tight in his palm. This kind of mana was not much different from the three old guys guarding the Kunlun Mirror. They must be the other two elders of Qingqiu.

One of the old men said: "Prince Fifteen, you should stand back for now, and wait for the two of us to take down the man who stole the artifact!"

"Stop! You are not allowed to touch him!"

Under Yan Qingfan's cold drink, the two old men stopped.

Xuan Feimo twitched into a smile, and turned around to see what kind of expression this little demon fox had when giving orders, but after turning around, he couldn't think of it.

What is the feeling that crosses your mind?Xuan Feimo was hard to describe, surprised, angry, and a little sad, he looked at Yan Qingfan, should this person give him an explanation?

Yan Qingfan's smile was charming and charming in the past, but at this moment, it was a bit dazzling, just like the sparkle in his eyes.

When Yan Qingfan talked to Xuan Feimo, he smiled: "Xuan Feimo, you think so!"

"Pfft!"

The fuzzy sound of flesh being pierced by the blade was as clear as the outline of the person in front of him.

Unbelievable, Xuan Feimo remembered that Yan Qingfan would be jealous and angry because he was lingering with others, he remembered the charming appearance of Yan Qingfan actively courting him under him, he remembered that Yan Qingfan once said that he liked him, but now he laughed Then give him a sword in the chest.

This sword pierced through the chest, hurting a person's body and heart.

Yan Qingfan backed away slowly, slowly.

A string of dazzling bright red fell from the blade in his hand.

This sword cut off the relationship between him and Xuan Feimo completely. From now on, Xuan Feimo will never be nostalgic for him again, and he will continue his own life. Maybe this is the only way. Only then will he get better, just like before he met Xuan Feimo.

"Yan Qingfan! Are you crazy?"

Xuan Feimo roared angrily, he didn't understand why a person changed so much before and after, especially this person was Yan Qingfan, who had been having sex with him in the morning, and now they were facing each other with swords.

The two elders on the side were about to step forward to catch the injured Xuan Feimo. This man is the master of the ghost control clan. Not long ago, he sent someone to inquire about the whereabouts of the Kunlun Mirror, so they came to visit him personally. How could they easily let go?

But Yan Qingfan reached out to stop them: "Leave it to me, I can handle it well."

At this time, Chi and Mei had already rushed over, looked at the bleeding wound on Xuan Feimo's chest, and then at the blood-stained long sword in Yan Qingfan's hand, they both looked at Yan Qingfan questioningly .

Yan Qingfan ignored her, only looked at Xuan Feimo contemptuously and said: "Xuan Feimo, go back to your ghost-riding tribe! Qingqiu is not a place where you can be unrestrained! I will spare your life this time. Ten days later, on the river bank of the mortal world, you and I will have a battle, and I will not show mercy!"

Xuan Feimo gritted his teeth fiercely: "Yan Qingfan, you will regret it!"

……

Xuan Feimo, a member of the Ghost Rider family, lay quietly on the couch, his wounds were healed by [-]% by Xuan Lingyun, and when he woke up halfway, he drove Xuan Lingyun away.

Feeling empty and unaccustomed, Xuan Feimo's mouth smelled of wine, because he had just drank a lot of wine, as if the person said that the wine he brewed was delicious.

Xuan Feimo curled his lips inadvertently, that person must be talking nonsense, why is he not drinking well now?It seemed a bit unpalatable, the drunk Xuan Feimo was a little confused, the wine Yunxuan taught him to make was the most memorable wine in the world, how could it change its taste?

After a burst of anger, Xuan Feimo drank a few more glasses of wine, sometimes drunk and sometimes awake.

☆、Kunlun Mirror

"Xiao Shiwu, I said you are okay? Ouch...you are going to murder your brother!"

Yan Lingfeng kept howling while dodging Yan Qingfan's attack.

Not long after, a sword pointed directly at Yan Ling's wind throat.

"This is the head office, right? Your sixth brother and I are no longer your opponents!"

Yan Lingfeng flicked away the sword in front of her with her finger: "It's all Li Ye's fault, this disciple wants to cultivate but his master is not with him, and Lingyu has become his master's personal item, causing a handsome young man like me to fall into it every day." suffer!"

Yan Qingfan was stunned, it's fine if Li Ye left, if he was in Qingqiu, he would definitely not be allowed to do this.

With a smile like sunshine, he hooked shoulders with Yan Lingfeng: "Who told you that you are the sixth brother who loves me the most and spoils me? If I don't look for you, who can I look for?"

Yan Lingfeng smiled complacently: "Small mouth is so sweet, it's not in vain that Sixth Brother has been practicing with you these days."

"Sixth brother, with my current spells, who will win against Xuan Feimo?" Yan Qingfan asked with a relaxed look as he fiddled with the blade with his fingers.

"Of course it's you! I don't know how you have such a talent. We transitioned from the demon fox to the demon fox realm, and our mana didn't increase as fast as yours. Little Shiwu is different!" Yan Lingfeng laughed.

"How does that compare to my master Li Ye?" Yan Qingfan asked proudly.

"Although I don't want to admit it, I have to say that you may not be much different from him now. Eh? Could it be that Li Ye secretly passed on all his cultivation to you?" Yan Lingfengman The face of envy, jealousy and hatred.

"Didn't Li Ye say that he went back to Pengshan to continue his cultivation? How can he teach me spells?"

"Yes."

Yan Qingfan was still holding on to the thoughts in his heart, and the light in his eyes flickered: "I don't know how to challenge a few elders?"

Yan Lingfeng pinched her chin and thought: "If there is one elder, you must be the winner. If there are several elders, the outcome is unpredictable."

Ghost control clan.

Xuan Feimo's expression is lonely like never before. Even in the long years after Yunxuan's death, he always buried the pain in his heart deepest, and never asked anyone to accompany him when he was sad. .

Looking somewhere in the distance, as if distracted, he murmured: "Qi, why do you think he would do this?"

Knowing that he was talking about the matter with Yan Qingfan, looking at Xuan Feimo, he could feel the depression in his heart at the moment: "My lord, although Mr. Yan... he hurt you with a sword, but I think he might It's not like he said, he wants to kill you personally, after all, he didn't hit the vital point with this sword, otherwise, even if he is the Lord of the Underworld..."

What Chi said was right, if Yan Qingfan really wanted to put him to death, with the Qingqiu royal sword in his hand, he was defenseless at the time, as long as he had a fatal blow, Xuan Feimo would be powerless.

So, Yan Qingfan didn't want him to die?Then why do you want to do that, and make a ten-day war agreement?

"Qi, do you think I've changed?" No one can doubt that Xuan Feimo loves Yunxuan, but why does he feel that something in his heart is a little different?

The lord suddenly asked such a question that was not in line with his personality, and he was a little surprised: "Master, you..."

"Say it! I won't vent my anger on you, I will tell you what you feel in your heart."

Xuan Feimo was like a very tired beast at the moment, without the domineering and fierceness he used to, what was left was exhaustion and mourning.

Chi understands their master, a man who is ruthless on the outside and deeply hurt on the inside, he said: "Master, you used to have a cold face, even if you smiled, you were not happy. Now, your joy and anger Sorrows and joys will be inadvertently revealed under the hidden mask from time to time, especially when facing Yan Qingfan, he will make you forget the sadness and smile, and make you angry and angry. He is already different from other people in your heart , Lord, you really like Yan Qingfan."

In the last sentence, Chi looked into Xuan Feimo's eyes and said, hoping that he would not do something that would make him regret it.

Xuan Feimo didn't get angry because of what Chi said, he just listened quietly.

tenth day.

When Yan Qingfan went out of the room, he was wrapped in a dark black cloak, covering most of his face, and walked in a certain direction with firm steps.

The guarded place of the Kunlun Mirror, the three elders sit in three directions of the Kunlun Mirror, closing their eyes and feeling the movement around them.

The breath is evil, the mana is powerful, and the target is obvious. The elders frowned, and immediately opened their eyes to look.

A black figure, holding a long sword, walked towards them calmly and indifferently. To be precise, it was the Kunlun mirror in their center.

The Great Elder sneered: "Are you the one who came to my Qingqiu to steal the mirror a few days ago, the ghost-controlling king Xuan Feimo?"

The man didn't make a sound, and they took it as default.

The second elder squinted his eyes and mocked: "Arrogance! But how dare a crooked kid try to plot against my Qingqiu ancient artifact?"

The third elder sighed regretfully: "It's true that we are beyond our capabilities!"

During the conversation, the three of them had already activated their mana, and the elder stood up first: "Forget it, the ghost-riding tribe is not a good person, and they are trying to take away my Qingqiu Kunlun Mirror, so don't blame the three of us for being ruthless!"

There are three elders in three directions, he can't let them work together, he can only make a quick decision.

His eyes scanned the three directions, and after thinking for a moment, he quickly flew towards the direction between the Great Elder and the Third Elder at the fastest speed.

A phantom confused Yan Qingfan's mind, he immediately stopped his figure, made seals with his palms, entered the altar, and immediately saw the magic circle of the third elder dissipate.

No, if you delay for a while, you will lose your confidence, so go faster!Yan Qingfan's eyes were fixed, and his figure rose violently again.

"sulfuric acid!"

There was an ear-piercing sound as the swords collided violently.

The Great Elder blocked Yan Qingfan with his sword. At this time, he was very close to the Kunlun Mirror, and he could get it just a little further away.

"Don't think about it! How can you take away the ancient artifact?" The sword in the second elder's hand shone coldly.

Yan Qingfan tightly held the sword in his hand, and rushed over violently. The Kunlun mirror must be obtained.

The first elder and third elder who were closest to Yan Qingfan suddenly felt confused and their spiritual consciousness was blurred.

The three elders closed their palms together and quickly joined them, a palm print melted into his body.

The outside of the Kunlun Mirror is covered with a magical barrier, and it must be split with magic power to take out the Kunlun Mirror. The sword in Yan Qingfan's hand has been injected with magic power, and he just needs to swing the sword out.

Seeing that the black shadow was about to approach the Kunlun Mirror, the third elder suddenly rushed in front of the black shadow and cast a magic barrier to block the black shadow.

Yan Qingfan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly withdrew the magic power in his body, and hurriedly moved the sword in his hand to the side.

At the same time, when the second elder's long sword moved away from Yan Qingfan's sword, the light of the sword flashed, piercing through Yan Qingfan's chest and abdomen.

His pupils stared at the Kunlun mirror behind the second elder, he clenched his teeth, and his chest followed the blade of the second elder's hand and pierced through the whole long sword completely. Obtain the Kunlun mirror for the enchantment.

"Second brother be careful!"

Hearing the First Elder's exclamation, the Second Elder slapped Yan Qingfan's chest, and Yan Qingfan slapped himself on the shoulder.

With this reaction force, Yan Qingfan withdrew from the surroundings of the three of them, tightly holding the Kunlun mirror in his arms, the fastest speed in his life was no more than that, Yan Qingfan could only feel the wind whistling beside his ears .

"Quick! Kunlun mirror! Grab him!"

The First Elder and the Third Elder quickly chased in the direction Yan Qingfan was fleeing from.

The door was pushed open suddenly, and when Yan Lingfeng was wondering who was so unrestrained, a black figure came towards her face with a strong smell of blood.

"Brother Six... help me."

The voice that floated out of Yan Qingfan's throat was like clouds that would dissipate when the wind blows from the horizon.

Yan Lingfeng took off his cloak, revealing a face as pale as paper, and looked down again, beside the Kunlun mirror he was holding tightly, there was a blood hole in his chest bubbling blood.

"You...you..." Yan Lingfeng was anxious and frightened, she didn't know what to say or do for a while, that blood hole... the location of that blood hole...

Yan Qingfan continued in an intermittent voice: "Sixth brother... help me out, see him..."

"What are you seeing! Do you know that you are now..." Yan Lingfeng frowned fiercely in a panic. That sword pierced the inner alchemy of every practitioner.

"Brother Six...Hurry up...I'm afraid I won't be able to wait...I'm afraid..."

Yan Qingfan lay in Yan Lingfeng's arms, repeating the same words erratically and weakly.

"...Okay." Yan Lingfeng replied with a sob.

☆, go to an appointment

At the border between Qingqiu and the mortal world, there are several fox soldiers guarding it.

Seeing Yan Lingfeng approaching, they looked at each other.

Stepping forward to stop him, he looked at the person in his arms, who was wrapped in a black robe all by himself.

"Sixth prince, do you have the queen's warrant?"

"Get out of the way! I have something important to do!"

Yan Qingfan is already very weak, he can't waste time.

Those few people hesitated but still did not let them go: "The lowly officials are also following orders."

Even though the aura under the black robe was concealed by spells, the strong smell of blood still came out slightly. The guards stared suspiciously at the person Yan Lingfeng was hugging, and gradually approached.

Yan Lingfeng's face turned cold, she hugged Yan Qingfan with one hand, freed one hand and quickly struck out a few palms in mid-air, the guards were caught off guard and blasted away one by one.

The moon-white figure quickly disappeared before their eyes.

"Xiao Shiwu, where can I find him?"

Yan Lingfeng's eyes were moist, and he took off the black hood covering Yan Qingfan's face.

Yan Qingfan blinked slowly, and struggled to express his words clearly: "There is a small river near Fifth Sister's house, just wait there."

The agreement he made with Xuan Feimo was on the bank of the river. He remembered that there were green grass and stars all over the sky, and the kiss between him and Xuan Feimo.

The sword strike ten days ago would not have endangered Xuan Feimo's life, so he will come today.

According to Yan Qingfan's words, Yan Lingfeng arrived on the bank of the small river.

Yan Qingfan leaned against Yan Lingfeng's chest, lying on the soft and fragrant grass.

Yan Lingfeng stretched out his palm, and mana poured out, continuously pouring into Yan Qingfan's body.

"No need...Sixth brother." Yan Qingfan shook his white hands tremblingly in front of Yan Lingfeng's eyes.

The inner alchemy was destroyed, and Yan Qingfan could feel the speed of the mana in his body rushing and dispersing. This time, he might not be able to escape.

Yan Lingfeng bit her lips unbearably, his pupils reflected Yan Qingfan's gradually changing face.

"Sixth brother...you can go to accompany my mother often for me in the future...don't let her be lonely."

"Well, Brother Six will remember."

"Other brothers and sisters also helped me...help me say goodbye."

"Um……"

"Sixth brother, you must be happy."

"Little Fifteen...don't talk about it."

Yan Lingfeng's eye sockets were red and wet.

Who else?Yan Qingfan thought hard.

Li Ye, his master.

Yes, how could he be forgotten.

He grew up beside Li Ye since he was a child.

When will you come back?Would he be bored in Pengshan alone?The days of practice are so boring.It's a pity that he can't see Li Ye again.

The Kunlun mirror in my arms was cold and hard.

"Sixth Brother," Yan Qingfan looked at Yan Lingfeng, "Let me see Li Ye!"

Yan Lingfeng nodded lightly, picked up the Kunlun mirror in his arms, cast a spell, and the two of them were in the mirror together.

The clouds flashed behind him at an extremely fast speed, and the sound of howling wind could be heard next to his ears.

In front of them, Li Ye hugged the unresponsive Yan Qingfan, covered with Li Ye's blue robe.

After pouring spiritual power over and over again, Yan Lingfeng covered by the blue robe remained silent.

Yan Qingfan in Yan Lingfeng's arms turned his head sideways, looking at Li Ye and Yan Qingfan on this side.

Never seen Li Ye like this before, injured, panicked, and dazed.

Li Ye put Yan Qingfan down and heard him say: "Qingfan, don't let yourself get hurt again, okay?"

But Yan Qingfan in his arms did not answer.

A golden light flashed in front of Yan Lingfeng and Yan Qingfan's eyes, and the shock in their hearts subsided for a long time.

Xuan Feimo forced out the Yuan Dan in his body and put it into Yan Qingfan's mouth. When his figure dissipated, he also summoned two little fox demons to send Yan Qingfan back to Qingqiu.

The grief in my heart is inexplicable. Li Ye died, and he died for him. Before he died, he lied to him, saying that he went back to Pengshan to practice, and that he might come back after a while. It was not worth it.

With a flash of light in front of his eyes, Yan Lingfeng and Yan Qingfan returned to the river bank.

Yan Qingfan's eyes were filled with pain, Li Ye died for him, but he couldn't live for Li Ye, maybe, from the very beginning, Li Ye shouldn't have met him, but accepted a well-behaved and sensible apprentice, and lived a peaceful and happy life .

His long black hair began to gradually turn white, which contrasted sharply with the black robe on his body.

Haven't arrived yet?Does he really not want to see him anymore?

Yan Qingfan kept looking in the direction of the ghost control clan, waiting for that man.

When I think of Xuan Feimo, I also inadvertently think of that Zhong Yunxuan, what kind of person is it that can make him miss him day and night during the long years of his death for more than 1000 years, with the same love as before?

For Zhong Yunxuan, he was envious, because from the beginning to the end, Xuan Feimo never loved anyone else.

Do you want to take a look at the past of Xuan Feimo and Zhong Yunxuan?Still thinking about it?

Yan Qingfan sighed heavily, that was the happiness and misfortune that only belonged to Zhong Yunxuan and Xuan Feimo, what did Yan Qingfan have to do with him?He has never been loved by Xuan Feimo, so why should he remind himself deeply that all this is just happiness stolen under Zhong Yunxuan's shadow?

The last breath, just to wait for one person.

The warm scent of green grass and wild flowers permeated the air, and Xuan Feimo finally came.

☆, finally

The white hair hangs loose, a pair of pointed fox ears protruding from the hair, and all nine snow-white tails also appear.

When Xuan Feimo came, the first thing he saw was Yan Qingfan like this.

"You are this?"

The wound on the chest was hidden under the black robe, the blood flowed out quietly, Xuan Feimo's heart was clenched together violently, and there was a dull pain in breathing.

With white hair all over his head, his mouth opened and closed slightly: "Feimo, here we come."

"How... how did this happen? No..."

Didn't you say you came to fight him to the death?How did it happen?Xuan Feimo couldn't accept it for a while, and reacted from the heart, he rushed forward and hugged Yan Qingfan from Yan Lingfeng's hands.

Yan Qingfan was lying in Xuan Feimo's arms, and the Kunlun mirror was tremblingly stretched out in front of Xuan Feimo in his transparent white hands: "This is a gift from me to you...you."

Kunlun Mirror.

There was a huge thunder in my heart, looking at Yan Qingfan's white paper