You are not joking

It only takes a blink of an eye for the gods to go to the mortal world, but it is a real distance from the heavenly palace to the place of extreme suffering. When Feng Song rushed to the bamboo house, the catastrophe of Su Yi had been endured for two full hours.

Su Yi was still the same as when he passed out from the palm of Zhe Yu, but his white clothes were stained with blood.Feng Songfei embraced the remains of the residence, and his heart stopped beating for a moment.

The thunder struck down and moved the soul lock nail on Su Yi's body, hurting the immortal bone, but luckily the immortal soul was not damaged.

Tianjie's injuries could not be healed by spells, so Fengsong checked the injuries all over his body for Suyi, and after cleaning up, he kept hugging him.

For a month, Su Yi was in a coma for a whole month, and Feng Song stayed with him all the time, taking care of him day and night.It wasn't until Yunliu was ordered to invite Prince Fengsong back to the palace, Changxi and Yanhe took the opportunity to follow, and handed over the things given by the two old gentlemen to Fengsong, that Su Yi woke up.

The two old gentlemen are far-sighted, and they really love the old legacy.Taishang Laojun had expected that Su Yi would suffer from the catastrophe, and it took a lot of effort to practice the elixir that can cure the lightning injury of the catastrophe, but this matter should not be publicized, so it took a month to arrive at Fengsong's hand Come on, feed Su Yi.

Yuelao gave a mandarin duck knot woven with marriage thread. The two ends of the knot are live threads. Compared with the previous red thread, the style is newer, but there is no difference; The twists and turns will lead to the same goal in the end, but this is only for mortals, but it is useless to the gods in the heavens. The gods are holding the red line of Yuelao, and it is completely a trick.

After the legacy was all right, Feng Chan didn't stay any longer, and returned to the Heavenly Palace with a long breath and words of peace.

When Su Yi woke up, the sky was already dark, and the wound on his body hurt when he moved it. It was never a joke that the Soul Locking Nail can lock the cultivation base, and this catastrophe was really uncomfortable.

With the help of the dim light, it took Su Yi a long while to see a red shadow standing inside the room clearly, and when he sensed his gaze, the red shadow also looked over.

"Zheyu?" The voice was hoarse and dull, making it almost inaudible.

"I didn't expect you to still be alive. This spirit shirt is really a good thing." The broken face could not be seen clearly in the darkness, but the sarcasm in these words was very real.

Su Yi was bored for a long time before reluctantly asking: "Why are you here?"

He didn't want to answer but sneered and said: "Why, what you saw when you woke up was not your Fengsong, very disappointed?"

Su Yi shook his head, suddenly he couldn't understand Zhe Yu, he stood up and said helplessly: "There is bad news again? Can you let me slow down for a while?"

Zheyu suddenly calmed down and said: "Are you begging me?"

Su Yi sighed: "You can think whatever you want, you've seen me quite a lot, it's almost one more time."

Zhe Yu sneered, and didn't give Su Yi any face: "The news is that there is such a person, your Feng Chan, who is so outrageous that he intends to abolish and change the rules of heaven."

Su Yi frowned, feeling unbelievable, but there was no reason to lie to him at this moment.

"You don't believe it?" Zhe Yu asked while staring at Su Yi, unable to see his emotions or anger.

"No." Su Yi replied calmly.

Zheyu was aroused by these two words, and he pressed Su Yi on the couch with his clothes flying, with hatred in his eyes, forcing Su Yi to look at him: "It's so good, it's become so depraved!"

With such a big movement, Su Yi affected the wounds on his body, couldn't help frowning, but he didn't want to let him go, raised his hand to gently brush his unparalleled face, and then pressed heavily on Su Yi's shoulder .

"Uh..." With so much force, the lingering pain overflowed.

The distance is very close, Su Yi can hear the rapid heartbeat of Zhe Yu, but what Zhe Yu hears is Su Yi's calm beating heart.

The hatred in Zhe Yu's heart was even worse, he hooked his lips like a ghost, and said bitterly: "Feng Chan likes coming here so much, I think you are enough to make people linger, let me taste His Highness Su Yi tonight, this bone-destroying taste Bar."

After Wen Lip finished speaking, he brushed Su Yi's temples, and his hands naturally began to untie Su Yi's clothes.

"Zheyu!" After all, Su Yi couldn't calm down, stared at him with wide eyes, and grasped the skirt of his clothes with strength that he didn't know where to come from.

Zheyu didn't continue, he smiled and bent a pair of good-looking eyebrows, and said sarcasm as usual: "What? Still guarding your body for Fengsong? This doesn't look like you at all."

"It sounds like you know me very well." Su Yi retorted.

Seeing that Su Yi finally had some reaction, Zhe Yu's interest increased greatly, and there seemed to be a real smile on his brows and eyes, but then he thought that all this involved Feng Chan, and that smile turned into resentment in a moment: "Hmph, Why can you retreat again and again for Fengsong, but refuse to leave any room for me."

A gust of wind blew through the room, the weight on Su Yi's body disappeared, and he wanted to leave.

Su Yi was lying on the couch, very quiet, and his mood did not relax for a moment because of his desire to leave.

For five days in a row, Su Yi was free to recuperate, and Zhe Yu didn't come to mock him anymore, but he kept thinking about what Zhe Yu had said, so that when Feng Chan walked to the bed, he was still in a trance.

"Injury...how is it?" Feng Chan stared at Su Yi in a daze and asked carefully.

The cold voice brought back Su Yi's thoughts, raised his eyes to look at Feng Chan, and stretched out his hand to him, Feng Chan raised his hand knowingly to hold it.

"Feng Song, resign from the Heaven's Punishment Palace." Su Yi said.

The hand that greeted him stopped, and a flash of astonishment flashed in Feng Chan's black eyes.Su Yi stretched out his hand again, held Feng Chan's hand that was stopped in the air, and said in a deep voice, "Be your prince well."

Fengsong looked at the clasped hands, and said to Su Yi: "Su Yi, trust me!"

Su Yi stared at those dark eyes, as firm as a stubborn master, and couldn't help saying angrily: "The Heavenly Venerable Jiang Yu has been in charge of the punishment of the heavens for thousands of years, and he has never violated the rules of the law. You are just a fledgling, what are you doing to revoke the rules of heaven? "

Cold hands caressed Su Yi's back, and held him in his arms. The fragrance of lotus rushing towards him was mixed with other flavors. Hearing Su Yi's words, Feng Chan's body froze, and he asked, "Zhen Yu came?"

Su Yi restrained the anger in his heart, turned his head away.Looking at such a legacy, Feng Chan's brows and eyes were stained with a layer of frost, and he raised his hand to cast a spell, spreading a layer of enchantment outside the bamboo house.

Su Yi pushed Feng Chan away, looked sad, and said coldly: "Are you going to imprison me in this bamboo house?"

With such great strength, Su Yi touched the wound, blood surged up in the chest, choked in the throat, and there was a fishy sweetness between the lips and teeth.

Seeing Su Yi's unhappiness, he didn't dare to touch him, frowned and said worriedly: "I want to hurt you."

The external injury on Su Yi's body was caused by pulling the Soul Locking Nail, but the internal injury was not caused by Heavenly Tribulation, and Feng Song guessed that it was a desire to break, so it should be.

"How much can Zheyu hurt me? Yes, Zheyu has come, if it weren't for the news he came and gave me, I would be a blind and blind poor person now! It's ridiculous." Su Yi couldn't help laughing at himself. : "Do you think that I can live only by relying on you?"

Su Yi didn't want to watch Fengsong, and Fengsong leaned on the side of the bed with one hand, sadness flashed across his indifferent eyes, but he still refused to give in: "Let me try..." Try to make you free, and you will also be free. , try to rely on me.

"Try what? Try the way of heaven? Fengsong, who do you think you are, at least your body will be smashed to pieces, and at worst, the heavens will be in turmoil. My legacy is insignificant. I can't bear this heinous sin, and you are not allowed to bear it!"

Su Yi asked loudly, Feng Chan always had a firm expression on his face, all patience disappeared at this moment, Su Yi was so angry that his lips and teeth were blurred: "Get out, get out of here!"

"Su Yi..." Feng Chan seemed to have thousands of words to say, but none of them really came out.

"Go away, don't let me see you again."

Su Yi drove Feng Song out of the bamboo hut, who refused to back down, turned his back and spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground, and after a long delay, he got back on the couch.

Fengsong was outside the house, staring at the house for a long time.

Su Yi, a thousand years have passed, you have suffered even a catastrophe, those sins should have been paid off long ago, there is no reason for me not to try my best.

When it was dark, he turned around and left, and the barrier outside the house finally withdrew.

Su Yi sat on the couch blankly, thinking when did the relationship between him and Feng Song become like this?In the past, when he sent him to a high place, he never had the thought of leaving, but now, it was clearly out of good intentions, and what he said was always so unbearable and hurtful...

Since then, Fengsong has never been here. After a hundred years of hard work, the injuries caused by the catastrophe have been healed. The Pear Blossom Forest in Shangyingze Market is also a wonder.

When Su Yi is free, he always holds the mandarin duck knot given by Yuelao in a daze, looking at the very beautiful knot, Su Yi always thinks of other things through it.

One day, an acquaintance ushered in the bitter situation that had been peaceful for a hundred years.

Turning into a ray of red light, he swept open the door of the bamboo house, and stood in front of Su Yi, this time, without the sarcasm and ridicule of the past.

"Su Yi." Zhe Yu called the man in white by his name seriously.

Su Yi put down the mandarin duck knot and pinned it on his waist, and looked up at Zheyu. They hadn't seen each other for a hundred years, and their appearance had not changed. Su Yi asked: "You don't like the tea here, do you want to try the pear blossom brew?"

"You made it?" Zheyu asked.

Su Yi shook his head and said, "It's made by Feng Chan."

Hearing that it was brewed by Feng Chan, he instinctively disliked it and didn't want to drink it, but seeing Su Yi's expression at the moment, he finally endured and said: "Try."

Su Yi smiled slightly, got up and went outside the courtyard and took out two jars of pear blossom wine that he and Fengsong buried before, one jar for each person, and sat in the courtyard to drink.

After taking a big gulp, Su Yi choked hard, recovered from his stamina and said: "The wine that has been hidden underground for a hundred years has this taste." From the tongue to the stomach, it was like a raging fire.

The eagerness to drink is not so strong, and I savor it carefully every sip.

After getting used to the strength of Lihua Niang, Su Yi took another big sip, took a deep breath, and said, "Brother, what news did you bring today?"

Zhe Yu glanced at Su Yi, and asked back: "When did I become your information officer?"

Su Yi also looked at the past, his eyes met, and he said: "Brother, thank you."

Zheyu held the wine jar with an unnatural hand, but there was no expression on his face.

"I'm sorry about Zheyu. I don't think I could have lived so comfortably these years without you." Su Yi let out a sigh of relief. For many years, he hadn't spoken the truth to Zheyu.

Zheyu showed astonishment, but it was only for a moment.

"Feng Song is a person who doesn't take the initiative to bring up things. He always does everything silently. If you don't find out, he won't say anything. If you find out, he won't be embarrassed. How can there be such a clean person? Su Yi muttered to himself, as if he was talking, but also as if he was asking.

Every time the legacy is mentioned and recited, Zheyu always feels uncomfortable, but this time he didn't refute anything: "Now I feel that this kind of person is not easy to mess with?"

Su lost a smile, and said: "Yeah, it's not easy to mess with, but since it's messed up, you have to be responsible to the end."

Hearing this sentence, the face of Zheyu flickered, and there was a moment of regret and relief.

"We should be responsible to the end." Zhe Yu rarely agreed with Su Yi, his gaze wandered, and finally landed on the mandarin duck knot on Su Yi's waist, and asked again: "Yuelao's thing?"

Su Yi noticed it, took it down and asked: "Do you believe this?"

Desperate to be noncommittal, staring at the beautiful mandarin duck knot.Su Yi took advantage of the situation and handed the mandarin duck knot over: "If you like it, I will give it to you. Since you believe it, you can use it if you want."

Zhe Yu was not polite to Su Yi, he happily took it and thanked him, then remembered something, and said: "You finally turned around and tolerated me."

Su Yi couldn't help laughing, and said: "I used to have three thousand views, and I always felt that all living beings are in different shapes and forms, but I am the only one who talks and laughs happily, but it turns out that I am just one of them; I didn't deserve to hurt you intentionally or unintentionally in the past. "

"Yeah, it's all the same, you shouldn't, and neither do I." She smiled with a rare desire, and that smile was full of warmth. "With such a background and conditions, even if we do it all over again, it is probably still the same, but I want to clarify one thing, the Emperor of Heaven broke into Kunlun Mountain, I did not do it."

Zhuohua fell to death, in the heaven, unknowingly, a thousand years have passed, those heavy pasts, even today, those in the game have forgotten, and all the legacy and desires have been ignored, but for Zhuohua, Zhe Yu still can't say that sentence father.

"I know it's not you. Although there were a lot of misunderstandings between you and me at that time, I don't think you would do that even if you were angry. Take a step back, you are not a real fox after all."

A real fox should be like the fox queen, who will dedicate and give regardless of everything when in love, cheat and seduce by all means, and will do everything in revenge when she loves but cannot hate.However, he is unwilling to do evil things, and he can't do things against his will.

The author has something to say:

I really want to fuck. . .

Still can't bear it.