Bone

The black demonic energy dissipated like smoke, and the broken mind returned to his brain.

It seems that a hundred years have passed, Qin Nianjiu finally regained his focus, looked up at Tan Fengyue, but at the beginning he said anxiously, "...are you okay?"

The dull pain in his brain was still a little confused, and he was anxious, and he talked about Fengyue in a panic, and blurted out words that could be said to be confused, "The nightmare is dangerous... there are hallucinations—are you hurt somewhere——"

He originally wanted to talk about the dangers in Deep Nightmare, but he didn't know what the ancestor had seen and if he was hurt anywhere, but the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't speak clearly, and he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have stabbed this person just now. With a sword strike by the ancestor, the original panic turned into fright, and he almost bit his tongue, "——No, I stabbed you just now? Where did you stab it? Is it serious?!"

As he spoke, he frantically tried to check Tan Fengyue's injuries, but because of the loss of the resentment that suppressed the meridian, his hands and feet became weak, and he fell down in a moment of weakness——

"..." Tan Fengyue supported the ghost in time with a little speechlessness, and said in a gentle tone: "I'm fine. Everything is just a dream."

The frightening scene is an illusion, the sect who wants to kill him is an illusion, and the pain on his body is also an illusion...but his eyes are full of vain, nothing more than an illusion.The illusion dissipated, and of course the long sword stuck in his belly disappeared without a trace, not to mention the scar——

However, when Qin Nianjiu heard his abnormal tone, he became even more nervous. His eyes wandered back and forth on him, and he kept asking, "Is it really all right? Will there be any hidden wounds? Don't try to be brave. , if it hurts the soul..."

She said in her heart that it was the scene just now, and I don't know who was hurt more... Tan Fengyue felt a little headache and took a break to coax his thoughts, put the ghost's arm on her shoulder, and lifted him up , Funny said: "I've already said it's all right, please don't curse me so quickly, Tianzun."

Shocked by the familiar Fengliang tone, Qin Nianjiu calmed down a little, looked him up and down, saw that he still had the strength to support himself, and his body didn't look like he was injured, he also calmed down a little, muttering Said: "It's fine, it's fine..."

"Why?" Seeing how caring he was for himself, Tan Fengyue was not unkind, but raised his eyebrows seemingly indifferently on his face, clicked his tongue lightly, and teased him in his usual tone, "I don't think Tianzun really cares about me so much."

This time Qin Nianjiu didn't think he was brazen, but nodded sincerely, "That's not..."

As soon as this remark came out, before talking about Fengyue's heart, he turned his head to the side and continued with lingering fear: "The exiled immortal is also an immortal. I don't know how big it is if I hurt the immortal body. guilt—"

Tan Fengyue: "..."

Qin Nianjiu lowered his eyes and didn't look at him, but raised his hand to caress his heart with difficulty, "It's okay, it's okay, I didn't really hurt, otherwise, wouldn't all the merits I have accumulated be in vain?"

Tan Fengyue: "..."

Especially too late, the ghost made a gesture of clasping his hands with difficulty, and murmured to himself: "The heavenly father and the earthly mother have heard it all, it is the ancestor himself who said it's okay, if there is any disease left over in the future , but don’t blame me—”

Tan Fengyue: "..."

His feelings were shattered, and he looked at the ghost who was praying to God with his brows throbbing. He wanted to let go of him several times and walked away, but he couldn't move his legs. What kind of shadow would the horrific scene leave on this ghost, and he was worried that the devilish energy that was born for no reason would injure his mind, now it seemed that he was worrying too much.

Under the emotional tension between the two sides, he could only look helplessly at this big-hearted ghost, and said in a cold voice: "Stop reading, it's serious to find a way to get out of this nightmare first——or does Tianzun want to stay here for a long time?" ?”

After finishing the words, there was a flash of black light in the air, and the pair of eyes wrapped in a faint black mist floated out of his sleeves, hanging in the air and dangling, as if indicating a certain direction.

"..."

Tan Fengyue looked at the eyeballs, then glanced coolly at the ghost who was still muttering, didn't say anything, just pulled his arm, turned around and picked him up.

His hands and feet really had lost strength, Qin Nianjiu was pulled by him until his voice was cut off, and he didn't struggle, he obediently placed a slap on the ancestor's back, and then fell silent.

From a distance, it seems that there are mountains on the side, and it seems that there is green water beside it. In the empty dream, one person is walking forward slowly with the other on his back.

...Although for some reason this eyeball cannot take them out of the dream directly, but the dream is the home field of this eyeball, and it is always right to follow it.

... This ghost has lost strength and has trouble moving. It is normal for him to walk behind his back.

... After all, he is always kind-hearted, isn't he?

Tan Fengyue leisurely made up all kinds of legitimate reasons for herself in her mind, and gradually walked in the direction guided by her eyes.

There was a heavy warmth on his back, the ghost hanging on his back was probably very tired, maybe he had no strength to speak, and he didn't say any more annoying words, but left his ears clean. — Tsk, rare.

As if guessing what the ancestor was slandering at the moment, Qin Nianjiu, who had been speechless all this time, lightly hooked the corners of his lips, closed his eyes slowly and slowly, and finally couldn't help but frown tightly with a gloomy expression. Silently revealed a bit of hostility.

The horrific and terrifying scene was vivid in his mind, and the phantom pain seemed to be still in his body, no matter how big his heart was, how could he not care at all, the reason why he was talking nonsense was just because he didn't want to make this ancestor worry... He frowned and closed his eyes, trying to clear the entangled thoughts in his mind one by one.

Deep nightmare, deep nightmare is a nightmare created according to the deepest fear in the heart...

He knew very little about his previous life, he only knew that he was a villain in his lifetime, and he was besieged and killed by the Zongmen people, so he was very afraid of the Zongmen people, and Deep Nightmare conjured up such a scene for him Not surprisingly—

He and Tan Fengyue have been together so far, and they should be called acquaintances. I don't know when it started, this ancestor has been of great importance to him... After all, since ancient times, good and evil cannot coexist. He didn't even realize that deep in his heart he was also afraid that he would face the sword of this ancestor. It is not strange that Deep Night conjured up a "Talking about Fengyue" for him from this——

All kinds of things can be said smoothly... But what about the devilish energy overflowing from his body? !

The devilish energy was extremely black and thick, as if it could tower into the sky, even though his mind was already blurred at that time, he could feel it a little bit, and he knew that the devilish energy must be extremely deep——

Thinking of this, his frown became tighter, but his thoughts slipped slightly, and he accidentally landed on Tan Fengyue: So this ancestor, after seeing the devilish energy on him, ran towards him without hesitation. Him, awakened him from that phantom?

... Regardless of the devilish energy in his body, regardless of the long sword piercing through his body... hugging him?

Unable to tell what kind of feeling came to his heart, Qin Nianjiu's breathing also missed a beat slightly.

The eyeballs leading the way in front seem to lead them to the sky, and the end is far away.Noticing the disordered breathing of the ghost on the back, Tan Fengyue paused in her footsteps, then sped up a little, and asked him: "But what's uncomfortable?"

I didn't expect this ancestor's perception to be so sharp...Qin Nianjiu heard the hidden worry mixed in his faint voice, and the feeling in his heart was even more complicated, so he didn't mention the devil energy, just laughed and said: "How could it be, old man?" Ancestor’s shoulders are broad and strong, and it’s really soft to lie on.”

After hearing this teasing words, Tan Fengyue was silent for a while, her mind turned for a few rounds, and after a while, she said: "Are you worried about that devilish energy?"

Suddenly, his mind was pointed out, Qin Nianjiu didn't want to bother him with his own affairs, and was afraid that he would think that he was hiding it from him, so he hesitated and replied, "...um."

I really thought that this ghost was lenient and didn't remember anything. It turned out that he was just worried about himself, afraid that he would worry... Tan Fengyue's heart softened, and his voice was still calm, "It's just that it has demonic energy, and it doesn't mean that it has become a real demon. There is nothing to worry about. Who knows if you have been born with demonic energy because you have become obsessed with demons, or if you have encountered some demonic star and been infected by demonic energy, or maybe it is purely an illusion created by the nightmare... ..."

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly remembered that when he saw this ghost getting angry a long time ago, he seemed to have revealed a trace of demonic energy, and when he spoke again, his voice was a little lower, but he still reassured him, "It's useless to dream too much." , it’s better to close your eyes and rest your mind first, and then talk about it after you go out.”

This old ancestor's voice is usually light and cool, but it always gives people a sense of peace of mind.Qin Nianjiu moved his lips a few times, and finally responded with a nasal voice, "Yeah."

The two had their own thoughts and were speechless for a while.

Tan Fengyue walked steadily, thinking carefully about the possible sources of the devilish energy; Qin Nianjiu lay on the ancestor's back, trying to open his skull several times to see what was inside, so as to let him So calm - is there nothing that can make him afraid?

Thinking of this, he let out a sigh, and whispered to the ancestor with a little curiosity, "By the way, did you also fall into the deep nightmare?... What did you see in it?"

He can't be the only one suffering!

Speaking of the inexplicable nightmare, Tan Fengyue herself couldn't figure out what was going on, and she felt that she had nothing to hide, so she told him all the truth, and described the changing scenes of the four seasons in detail. Fan, "—that's it. Then I followed that eyeball, looking for you."

Qin Nianjiu was amazed when he heard it, half feeling weird, half feeling displeased and said: "...Why is my nightmare so tragic..."

He felt a little regretful that he couldn't see the old ancestor's whitening hair, moved his finger with difficulty, and wrapped a strand of black hair that talked about love and moon around his finger, feeling amused, "So the old ancestor Your deepest fear is the fear of growing old..."

...Aimei is like this, but it is also like his style.As if he had caught the weakness of this ancestor, he softly mocked and coaxed softly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, whoever is a cultivator doesn't have a good face, how can he grow old with the snap of his fingers like ordinary people—"

Hearing him say "the deepest fear", and then connecting with the conjectures he made when he was awakened, Tan Fengyue guessed the reason for the phantom of the nightmare, but did not deny it aloud, and just let him wrap around her hair Playing around, carrying him forward step by step.

The deepest fear—maybe it was the Nightmare who discovered his mind before him, and then created such a scene for him that he couldn't find this ghost.

Now that he has noticed his own thoughts, he will not let go of the people around him easily, let alone fear.

...But, why did he in that illusion hold a spirit sword that was lost in the past?

Before he could think about it further, he saw the leading eyes dangling in front of him suddenly stopped in the air, because they had already reached the edge of the illusion.

Finding a weak point on the invisible barrier, his eyeballs made a few arcs in the air, and suddenly exploded into a black mist.

The black mist swirls around and spreads out slowly, enveloping the figures of the two of them softly and slowly. The two of them felt a sudden thrust from behind, pushing them out of the nightmare——

It also seems that someone snapped his fingers, and the dream disappeared in the blink of an eye.