The probability of being caught by the ultimate boss

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"Master, the disciple's name is Lu Yan."

Before the emperor could call out again, Lu Yan interrupted him directly.

It's not that Lu Yan wants to be so disrespectful, but that he really can't bear the hidden tone of the other party's sticky voice and the deep joy in his eyes that makes him almost hairy.

Also, the other party's fingers are so cold that even he can't stand it anymore. Have you touched enough?Don't you know that molesting minors is a crime, a crime, a crime? !

If it was someone else, Lu Yan would probably call it up directly, but unfortunately, this feeling of being invisible but not touching is really too bad.

Lu Yan interrupted, and the other party was obviously stunned for a second, but then he focused on Lu Yan with more joyful eyes, and said: "Chang Jin is Zi Jin, and Lu Yan is Zi Yan. Hehe, Chang Jin Jhin's name in this life is Ziyan, which sounds nice too."

Lu Yan looked at the emperor who was close at hand, talking to himself like a psychopath. He felt that this was the deep malice of heaven towards him for a long time.

Unable to escape and absolutely unable to refuse, Lu Yan at this moment is like a bird in a cage, allowing others to pluck its feathers and tease, but unable to resist.This feeling of fate being caught in the hands of others... Well, well, this is not the first time he has tried it, maybe, he will try it many, many times in the future?

So, does he have to learn to be calm and calm again? !

"Master, why are you looking for a disciple?" Lu Yan decided, since he can't do it on his own now, it's better to take the initiative to attack An Yi.

The emperor was taken aback again, and for the first time, a trance appeared in those golden eyes.

"Chang... Ziyan." Dijun blinked his eyes lightly, but Lu Yan could see deep sadness on his expressionless face.

Why do you feel sad...

"Why didn't Ziyan come to the long hall after leaving the pass? I've been waiting for you." Dijun's sorrow seemed to be fleeting, making Lu Yan think that the strong breath he felt just now was an illusion created by him.And Dijun's fingers, still following Lu Yan's outline, stroked from the corner of his forehead to his lips, and then touched his jaw.

The lightly lifted head forced Lu Yan to go up with his strength. The too close distance forced Lu Yan's thoughts, which were still a little distracted, to tense up slightly again.

This kind of ambiguous feeling that seemed to exist made him feel that something had gone off track and was developing towards a not-so-good place.

"Master, I still remember what Shikigami said before Shikigami left, you are not allowed to enter the long hall without a summons." On the seemingly calm surface, no one has ever noticed Lu Yan's heartbeat beat faster at this moment.

On Dijun's expressionless face, the word Sichuan was deeply frowned between his brows.

"The long hall will never deny you to enter, it's a special..." Dijun suddenly paused, his raised phoenix eyes looked closely at Lu Yan's, and he chuckled softly.

Lu Yan couldn't figure out why the emperor laughed, and he couldn't guess what secret was hidden in the unfinished words.

"Master..." Lu Yan's cold voice sounded, without the soft and childlike childishness, but added a bit of clarity, and then he continued: "I'm cold."

There was no accusation or grievance, nor was there any coquettishness or arrogance. In Lu Yan's straightforward complaint, the only thing was the truth.

In fact, being forced to lift his head and look up all the time, without being able to move his neck at all, made him uncomfortable.And the cold fingers on his chin had been in contact with his skin for a while.

Then, Dijun put down the hand that had been touching his chin, and the long sleeves covered his curled fingers.

For some reason, Lu Yan felt that the temperature in the air suddenly dropped a little.

"Let's go to the long hall." With a sigh, the emperor seemed to ask, but also seemed to make a decision.

Lu Yan didn't know whether to agree or veto, but seeing the other party's firm attitude but waiting for his answer, Lu Yan was helpless.

Obviously only gave him one optional answer, but he made such an attitude of allowing others to choose, hehe, it's really funny.

The two stood silently on the huge round stone plate. In the end, Lu Yan nodded slightly as if in compromise.

While waving his sleeves, Lu Yan appeared above the long hall.

The long hall, which he had visited once, was still so gorgeous and empty that he felt that there was only loneliness left.On the long hall, the emperor who was sitting alone on the seat slowly opened his eyes.

Lu Yan wondered, Didn't the emperor come with him? Why is he still standing under the stairs, but the emperor seems to have just woken up...

"Ziyan, come up."

The voice was so cold that it seemed to have no warmth, but the slightly curved corners of his lips showed that he was in a good mood.

Putting down the doubts in his heart, Lu Yan ordered one action at a time, slowly raised his feet and walked up the stairs.

There is no strong coercion, which makes Lu Yan feel very relaxed.

The steps seem to be many, but there is an end in the end.

In front of the seat, Lu Yan's slender body was not as tall as when the other party was sitting, even if he was standing.

"sit."

The long seat is engraved with exquisite dark lines, Lu Yan can't understand it, but it is inexplicably familiar.This is not the first time this kind of familiarity has appeared in the Sea of ​​Consciousness. For this gorgeous palace that I don't know how to praise, every corner seems to be telling him joy.

However, he could no longer understand those complicated patterns, nor did he understand why those faint familiarities came from.

But at this moment, this one of the most honored immortal emperors in the fairy world actually let him sit with him in the honor that belonged to him alone...

Lu Yan's mood was definitely like a roller coaster, and he couldn't stop at all.

Although the bench was wide, Lu Yan was really not in the mood to sit on it.It's not that I don't want to, but I dare not!

Everyone knows that all the palaces and seats in the fairy world are built according to their cultivation and titles. Let alone Lu Yan has no ability to defy the sky. Sitting in a position that does not belong to him Apart from the status of the master, it is really hard to say whether there is a life to enjoy.

He has a mere fairy body, well, even if this body is a natural fairy, he doesn't have the guts to destroy himself desperately, that would be a living ashes! Fuck, this cheap master doesn't know him A counterfeit, and then trying to make him kill himself?

Even if you die, you can't tarnish your honor, Dijun...

Regardless of how Lu Yan was whining and complaining in his heart at the moment, the God of the Bench squinted his long and narrow phoenix eyes, looking at Lu Yan for a moment, waiting for him to sit beside him.

With a sullen face, when Lu Yan was stared at and his scalp was about to go numb, for his own life, he still, honorably and firmly, refused.

"Master, Master, my brother... I don't dare to." Well, very good, his voice didn't shake, except for his awkward and intermittent speech, his whole body has been sublimated.

"Huh?" Dijun looked at Lu Yan, and continued: "Why don't you dare, there are things in this world that you and Ziyan dare not?"

A smile gradually appeared on Dijun's face, but Lu Yan couldn't understand whether he was smiling or telling the truth.

Also, Changjin Changjin, who the hell is he...

"Don't be afraid, Ziyan, I allow you to sit with me." Dijun stretched out his hand and placed it in front of Lu Yan's eyes.

Sighing slightly in his heart, Lu Yan resigned himself to his fate and walked towards the direction where the emperor stretched out his hand.

Although this dungeon is extremely miraculous and inexplicable, but if today is really wiped out because of this, at worst, he will re-do the dungeon. Although the restraint and exclusion on the seat will make him hurt for a while, it is better than returning to nothingness. .

Moreover, he really wanted to complain about this cheap master in person, but it was a pity that he was not waiting for him.

The place where the wrist was held was still very cold. The emperor seemed to be born with a cold body. The coldness from the soul made Lu Yan feel unbearable even if he touched it tightly.

Still, he is no longer a child without cultivation at this moment, and he will get used to it if he endures it.

Therefore, when he was pulled by the wrist and sat on the bench, there was only a sigh in Lu Yan's heart.

——This is called accepting fate. Under absolute power, struggling is futile and ridiculous.

But when he opened his eyes, Lu Yan found that the scenery here is unique.

Relief works of art, dreamlike lines, standing under the steps, you can't see the unique scene between the corridor and the stone pillars. Those dark lines are like the most precise mechanism. Only standing at the highest point can you From the decoration and position of each building, through the floating and changing of sight, you can enjoy a visual feast.

It's just that the angle of sight is different, how can there be such a wonderful landscape.

It wasn't until Lu Yan recovered from the beautiful scenery that he realized...

Oh, it's not dead yet.

Uh, not dead yet?

Damn, he's not dead yet...

Well, the reflex arc is relatively long, which seems to be a kind of weird cuteness.

"What?" As if sensing Lu Yan's agitation and abnormality, Dijun's deep voice came to his ears.

The slightly cold air flow, accompanied by the slightly warm breath, made Lu Yan shiver uncontrollably.

Turning his head to the side, Dijun's face, which was only less than five centimeters away from him, was magnified several times before his eyes.

The face that ranked first in Lu Yan's 'beauty list', between breathing in and out, apart from the same 'air convection' between the two of them, there was only profound horror and embarrassment left.

He won't tell anyone that when he turned his face to look at this cheap master just now, he almost kissed his lips.

Well, he will never tell anyone!

Then, Lu Yan, he, choked up!