Rebirth of the tyrant love husband

For some reason, he was the one who endured the pain of cutting off his meridians and rescued the person who brought him countless bloody storms, but now seeing that person again, he felt so humble that he couldn't hold his head up.

Maybe it's because of this human-like but not human body.

Although Elder Yugan carved the trunk of the ginkgo tree exactly like his real body, it is not the flesh of a living person after all.

"Gu Wanqing, what's wrong with you?"

Panting, Zhou Ziyi turned back, grabbed his sleeve impatiently and went to the door where the stone lion was squatting. The unmelted snow under her feet was "creaking".

The sky finally dawned, and a beam of sunlight couldn't wait to break through the thick clouds and shine on the ground.

Zhou Ziyi pulled him into the crowd, getting closer and closer, the white figure gradually became clear in his eyes, and he subconsciously stretched out his hands to straighten the front of his clothes and the long hair that fell to his chest.

In his memory, his Immortal Venerable didn't like people with disheveled appearance.

"Purple Mist Immortal!" Zhou Ziyi suddenly let go of his sleeves, waved and shouted excitedly at the white figure whose back was facing them.

Shen Yan turned her head and followed the prestige, the expression on her face immediately changed from soft to stiff.

He stood in the morning light in a daze like this, passed over Zhou Ziyi's shoulder, and fixedly looked at Gu Wanqing who had saved himself from danger and then was pierced by thousands of arrows on the tower.

"Disciple has seen Immortal Ziyan." Zhou Ziyi ran to Shen Yan and stopped, and saluted Shen Yan with fists in both hands.

However, no one answered him.

Gu Wanqing is now the same as Shen Yan, frozen in place and unable to move. Is the white figure in front of him still the fairy that he used to pay great attention to appearance and etiquette?

He couldn't believe it.

His thin face was pale and lifeless, and his head was full of blue hair, tied loosely behind his head with only a white ribbon. Inside the snow-white cloak was a robe with mud spots.

In my memory, the person who refused to step out of the room without tying up his hair, and the person who would iron the slightest wrinkle in his robe, how did he become what he is now?

Thoughts form a net in a mess, and the net gets tighter and tighter, reaching the heart.He wanted to cry, but he didn't know how to cry?

The four eyes meet, it seems that there is no room for others in the eyes, and there seems to be no sound in the ears.The past and the past all come to my mind, I can't tell whether it is love or hate?

"Immortal... Immortal..." Nie Xiu gently tugged on Shen Yan's sleeve.

"Huh?" Shen Yan finally recovered and answered him.

Since every meal in the house is full of fish and meat, Shen Yan has long been unable to bear it, but she is too embarrassed to refuse other people's hospitality.

This morning, while the county lord Li Chuan was out on errands, Nie Xiu took the silver and was about to go out with Shen Yan for some light food. How could he see this scene as soon as he went out?

"Xianzun, who is this?"

Seeing the delicate and handsome Zhou Ziyi bow to his own immortal with a confused face, Nie Xiu hurriedly broke the deadlock.

"This is..." Shen Yan got stuck.

Zhou Ziyi hurriedly clasped her hands and clasped her fists and explained: "Next week, Zhou Ziyi is a disciple of Elder Yugan. Yesterday, I obeyed my teacher's order and came here to help Immortal Ziyan."

"Oh, that's how it is. Brother Ziyi must be tired and hungry all the way. Why don't you... come and eat something with us first?" Nie Xiu deliberately acted like he had suddenly realized.

"Okay." Zhou Ziyi readily agreed.

"Xianzun, let's go." Nie Xiu turned to Shen Yan who was in a trance.

"Ah."

Nie Xiu was leading the way, and when he passed by Gu Wanqing, he insisted on not raising his eyelids to glance at him.

"Eldest brother..." Gu Wanqing shouted.

Nie Xiu didn't respond, but quickened his pace.

In fact, seeing Gu Wanqing resurrected from the dead, he was not without surprise.On the contrary, thinking of Gu Wanqing's heart pierced by thousands of arrows hanging on the tower that day, he even felt so distressed that he wanted to cry.

But he had to bear it, and he must not let the tears fall.

Because there are too many unspeakable pasts, it is really impossible for him to let go.

Shen Yan and Zhou Ziyi walked behind Nie Xiu, chatting with each other about Phoenix Town.

Gu Wanqing was at the end. He blinked a few times vigorously, suppressing the tears accumulated in his eyes, tried his best to pretend nothing had happened, raised his hand and bit the rock sugar hawthorn on the bamboo stick.

The weather was fine and there was no wind.

There are more and more people in the market.

An old farmer who sells melons, fruits and vegetables drove a donkey cart through the downtown area early in the morning. As soon as he gained a firm foothold, he was surrounded by a large number of city people.

The early morning stalls on the side of the road are lined up on both sides of the street. There are several shops selling steamed cakes, and the steamed bun stalls are full of people. There is also a waiter who just opened the door of the porridge shop while yawning. .

"Brother Ziyi, what do you want to eat?" Nie Xiu stopped and turned to ask him.

Zhou Ziyi glanced at the porridge shop that had just opened on the right, and raised her finger, "How about...is this one?"

"Okay."

The four of them entered the porridge shop and found a seat by the window.

Gu Wanqing sat down next to Nie Xiu and Zhou Ziyi, Shen Yan had no choice but to sit opposite Gu Wanqing.

The two seats seem to be the furthest away from each other, but they can see each other's every move when they look up, so the shy Shen Yan keeps her head down and remains silent.

The shop waiter, who was yawning and staring in a daze just now, immediately regained his energy when he saw a customer coming, and trotted over with a white scarf on his shoulder.

"Four guests, what do you want to eat?"

Nie Xiu asked Zhou Ziyi to light it, Zhou Ziyi asked Shen Yan to light it, Shen Yan refused, and gave way for a long time, but Zhou Ziyi pushed it onto Gu Wanqing who was in a daze.

Gu Wanqing was dumbfounded and thought for a long time with her chin on her hand.

He turned his head and saw steaming buns just out of the cage outside the window, and suddenly remembered that day when he was trapped in a cave, he made a bowl of noodles for Shen Yan for the first time, and it was also steaming like this, but before Shen Yan had time to take a bite, the bowl of noodles was thrown away. The falling stones smashed into pieces.

So, he snapped his fingers and said, "Xiaoer, here are four bowls of Xaozi noodles."

Xiaoer's face darkened immediately, and he said strangely, "Come to the porridge shop for some noodles, and I dare to ask this young man, which one are you singing?"