Beautiful junior brother always wants to soften my heart

Liu Zhu is just a possessed ghost, how could she have expected such tactics, she was caught off guard by the fire, and the ghost's characteristic of being afraid of light made her subconsciously run away, but the flames bit her tightly as if they had eyes. Fang, in desperation, Liu Zhu was forced to take off Hu Ling's body, and the golden feathers and tinsel flowers on the woman's head disappeared immediately.

The surrounding vines gradually disappeared, and the flames were also extinguished due to the disappearance of spiritual power, and an unpleasant and pungent burnt smell echoed throughout the forest.

Yan Jue almost staggered forward with hands and feet, and caught Qin Suzhou's powerless body. His body was covered with vines, and his dark clothes were sticky and damp to the touch. At first glance, they were all covered in blood. .

He wanted to reach out to check his breath, but found that his arm was so weak that he couldn't lift it up.For a moment, he couldn't even tell whether he couldn't lift it up, or didn't want to lift it at all.

What if he dies?Yan Jue never considered this matter.

It was as if the rising sun disappeared every morning, because it was too scary, he never thought about it, and he didn't dare to think about it.

The vision blurred little by little, and the light and shadow blended together, gradually turning into the color of blood.Yan Jue felt that some changes had taken place in his body. The spirit foundation had never been as light as it is now. It was clear that the wound on it was still not healed, but it was easy to gather a large amount of spiritual flow around his body, as if he gently moved his fingers, The towering ancient tree ten steps away could be chopped off in half.

He moved his fingers, and it was true.

A sluggish figure appeared behind the severed ancient tree. Judging from his dusty appearance, he should have just arrived, but for some reason, he froze there.

"You...are you alright?" Xiaoman turned his neck stiffly, looking at the neat cuts on the tree trunk next to him, "Isn't your spirit base still in good condition?"

Yan Jue shook his head and looked at the person in his arms, "I don't know...I don't know..."

"You two—" Xiao Man sighed, and jumped to his side, "He's fine, Young Master still has a lot of things to do, so I won't just leave it here."

"..." Yan Jue was stunned for a while, "What do you mean?"

"It means that he knew that there might be a conflict, so he told me to lie in ambush nearby, and if there was any difficulty, he would use a secret sign as an appointment, but he never gave a secret sign, so it shouldn't be a big problem," Xiao Man probed Qin Suzhou's spirit Knowing, "Well, flesh and blood wounds, he deliberately avoided the spirit base."

"...What do you mean it's not a big problem? He can ask you to help, why do you have to suffer that?!"

Xiaoman pursed her lips.

"Say!"

Terrible and suffocating pressure hit his face, Xiaoman stared at those red eyes and couldn't help pouring out all his thoughts.

"I guess it's because you died in front of him once before, and he might want you to taste that too." He paused, "He holds a grudge."

Yan Jue was going to shut himself up.

Xiaoman watched the spiritual flow beside Yan Jue gather faster and faster, and the pressure became more and more overwhelming, so he quickly picked up Qin Suzhou and said, "Then I'll take him back to the inn first, you calm down." Come again."

What answered him was a figure flashing into the depths of the woods and frost all over the ground.

……

Yan Jue flew to the depths of the forest, grabbed Hu Ling who had awakened inexplicably, and asked rightly, "Where's Liu Zhu?"

"I still have to ask you! I was forced to wake up before I got enough sleep!" Hu Ling looked at him in a daze, "Huh? Why are your eyes so red?"

"You care so much?" Yan Jue frowned, his expression turned cold, "I ask you, where is Liu Zhu's soul?"

"Shameless junior, you—" Hu Ling subconsciously wanted to teach this young man tens of thousands of years younger than himself, but a long-lost but frightening chill suddenly emanated from this young man. Under such circumstances, he could hardly condense the spiritual power in his belly.

The nightmare of being scattered spiritual power reverberated in his mind again. Thinking of the sudden cold eyes of the always gentle old man, Hu Ling shivered and chose to compromise.

"Liu Zhu——" Hu Ling formed a little spiritual power in his hands, and slowly gathered Liu Zhu, who was scared to scatter, into his palm, forming a small black mist.

"What do you want?" he asked holding the cloud of mist.

"She can only look like this?" Yan Jue frowned even tighter, "I want to know who the woman who came to her before was."

"It's easy to say." Hu Ling tapped the cloud of mist and closed his eyes, "Well...it seems to be a woman in black clothes, the same as the one I saw during the day."

"Did she tell Liu Zhu the truth directly?"

"...No," Hu Ling frowned, "I showed her my memory with the white jade bell."

Yan Jue was taken aback, "My memory?!"

"Yes, and the woman's inner cuff has a logo that looks like an eye," Hu Ling opened her eyes, "She claims to belong to the human eye."

Yan Jue was startled, as if he had thought of something.He looked down at the pitiful little black mist, closed his eyes, and the red light in his eyes gradually faded.

"I probably know who the person who killed you is."

The black mist trembled visibly, jumped out of Hu Ling's palm, and floated around Yan Jue.

"There is no justice in the world. Only people who do it can be called fair." Yan Jue spread his palms and gathered the black mist in his palms.

"It's inconvenient, I'll seal it in the sword for you." Hu Ling probed the black mist, and the black mist rushed into one of his ghost bones as if he had eyes, " And this for you too."

Yan Jue took it, and found that it was a transparent square pendant, like ice and jade, with slightly cool tentacles, and a slight ice-blue glow under the moonlight.

"Didn't you want the spiritual power of Bubing Lake before? I made a pendant for your convenience." Hu Ling said.

"..." Yan Jue looked at him suspiciously, "Have you ever been so stupid before?"

"Hold it." Hu Ling changed his elder posture and stuffed the pendant into his arms with all his strength, "By the way, help me say a few good words in front of the old man. I have been fined by him for thousands of years, and I don't have time Find fault with Kunpeng!"

Yan Jue: "..."

……

Qin Suzhou was awakened by the pain of the hole in his body, but he has always been good at patience, so he just closed his eyes on the bed for a while, and then propped himself up.

He was probably taken back to the inn. The bed in the inn was facing the window. As soon as he raised his head, he met Xiao Man who was squatting on the window frame. Xiao Man nodded to him with a paralyzed face. It means to come down.

"..." Qin Suzhou was stunned for a while, "Do you like this window so much?"

"No," Xiaoman said expressionlessly, "It's cold at night, and this window is broken. I'm afraid you'll catch a cold, so I'll block you here to keep you out of the wind."

"...Are you okay?"

"might have."

Qin Suzhou stared at him for a while, rubbed his temples, and decided not to argue with him, "What time is it?"

"It's not time for Yin."

Qin Suzhou turned over and got out of bed, looked around, but did not see Yan Jue.

"What about others?"

"Go out." Xiao Man's eyes twitched.

Qin Suzhou glanced at him suspiciously, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Going to Hu Ling for spiritual power," Xiaoman quickly recovered from his facial paralysis, and answered fluently, "You scared Liu Zhu's soul away, so Hu Ling doesn't need to help her slow down her stay in Wanqiao Village. Now the time here is the same as outside."

"Then hurry up and get on the road." Qin Suzhou put on the clothes on the bedside, and simply packed his few bags.

"My lord, don't you need to leave him a letter?" Xiaoman asked him while squatting on the window frame.

"After you leave, send it back to him. If you are late, you will change. If you are late, you will have to spend time breaking up with him." Qin Suzhou sighed, pushed open the door of the inn, and bumped into Yan who was guarding the door with his arms crossed. Jue.

And that face that was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"..." Qin Suzhou's first reaction was to ask Xiaoman to settle the score, but Xiaoman jumped from the window frame like flying, and disappeared into the dark night in the blink of an eye.

So is that the real reason for him crouching on the window frame? !

"I'm sorry, it's not to your liking." Yan Jue stepped forward with a long leg and forcefully blocked him back into the room, "Come on, break up with me."

Qin Suzhou shrank back guiltily, accidentally bumped into the cabinet behind the door, touched the wound, and gasped in pain.

With a bang, a fist hit the side of his face, bringing up a gust of cool wind.Qin Suzhou tilted his head slightly, and found that Yan Jue's punch had smashed a huge hole in the wooden cabinet.

"Where are you going when you're like this?!"

"You... seem to heal pretty quickly."

"Don't interrupt!" Yan Jue yelled at him fiercely.

Qin Suzhou took a deep breath, looked up at him, "In the end, you don't care where I go."

"Are you so concerned about my amnesia?" Yan Jue stared at him with turbulent waves in his light-colored eyes, "If I remember everything now, I don't care where you go?"

Qin Suzhou thought for a while, "Then I will take you with me."

"Okay." Yan Jue's eyes darkened, he let go of his fist, and took a step back.

Just when Qin Suzhou thought he had given up, Yan Jue took out the golden feather and tin flower from his bosom.

"Didn't you think this thing looked familiar before? Do you have a clue now?"

"what?"

"It's the golden feather tinsel flower distributed to the female relatives by the Holy Pavilion at the Baishi Banquet. Muyan was almost recognized because she was wearing that tinsel flower, so you were particularly impressed."

"It's true..." Qin Suzhou was halfway through, when he suddenly realized something was wrong, "Yan, Yan Jue...you wait..."

"Want to know how I came to the Holy Pavilion? It's because Wulan saw that tin flower." Yan Jue didn't stop, "Because you didn't see the end of Liu Zhu's hairpin's past. In the end, a mask came from that The cuffs of the disfigured man fell out," he paused, looking at him expressionlessly, "it's Wulan's mask."

Heart beating fast like a drum, Qin Suzhou unconsciously held his breath, his eyes widened, he couldn't listen to what Yan Jue said, his mind was in chaos.

"How do you know this...how do you know how to use Bai Yuling...you, you...when did you..."

"When Muyan was almost spotted by Wulan, you even gave her a hairpin. I'm jealous. Can I forget that you didn't teach me how to use Bai Yuling yourself?" Yan Jue blinked. , the iceberg on his face shattered into the original aggrieved look.

"Brother, how can you not want me?"

The author has something to say: Xiaoyan: Iceberg Beauty→Sand Sculpture Beauty (I’m really not Miss Hui Ye, I’ve watched too much recently

ps, in fact, Xiaoyan also had a little foreshadowing before he remembered it. I think it is quite obvious. Several times he claimed that he did not remember that he was going to be a secondary school, and he was called Minggu directly when no one told him the name of Broken Sword. , and took Bai Yuling there...