Master, do you want an appointment? [Cultivation]

Chapter 99 Unspeakable ([-])

It's a pity that he has exhausted all his tricks and is determined to climb to the top.I don't want him to be sanctified the moment he falls.

At the last moment, Yin Chi and Hua Hua only had time to shelter and retreat as many creatures as possible in the monster forest.They were subjected to the killer move that Tiandao had been brewing for an unknown amount of time, and they all spit out blood and fell to the ground.Dead is not dead, but almost.

Ziwei is the bait.

Well, in fact, a little brain can come up with it.The Dao of Heaven does not need a third saint to come out to compete with it for spiritual energy, and making Ziwei sanctified is equivalent to fattening it before slaughtering it.But it takes a lot of trouble to raise such a chicken, and it is not worthwhile to only use it for one bite.So what to do, yes, fishing.

The bait of Ziwei, Hua Hua and Yin Chi knew that there was a hook waiting for them, so they still had to bite.If Ziwei didn't die, they couldn't get back their innate energy, they couldn't restore their memories, and the way of nature couldn't be achieved.

Of course, you said that at a critical moment, it is too risky to exchange serious injuries for incomplete memory and uncertain strength.If they directly confront the Dao of Heaven, they may still have the strength to fight, but if they can't realize the Dao of Nature after being seriously injured, wouldn't they still be slaughtered?

Of course Yin Chi understood that it was more likely to lose if he gambled than if he didn't.But a person who can't even remember his past, how do you want him to win with all his might.Yin Chi was worried.He knew that it was impossible for him to win in one day.He had to retrieve his memory, and he had to complete the cause and effect of himself.

Fragments of memory flashed across, like a meteor shower in the dark night sky, dragging its bright tail and tearing the darkness to pieces.The light shrouded Yin Chi hazily, like a layer of veil that was extremely lingering and gentle.

He saw vanity, countless vanities.

Having been urinated by a small baby countless times, I finally figured out every subtle expression of the baby, accurately avoiding "danger", and accurately controlling the vanity of the baby going to the toilet.

Numerous times of being gnawed by the little doll, from a dazed look at the beginning to a flashy face that calmly wiped his face later.

Having been confused by all kinds of troubles caused by brats countless times, I finally realized the way of being a teacher, and the vanity of wiping my buttocks for the sake of my apprentice.

Fourteen or fifteen years old, I know Mu Shaoai's age.There are not many people met, but there are also many.Every day, there is a pretty goblin, Mu Wu, who dangles in front of her eyes, and she has also seen beautiful and prosperous women in the world.But he just misses the fairy in white in the mountains and clouds.

Either because he doesn't know ethics, because he doesn't know how to behave, or because he doesn't understand that his master is a floating cloud in the snowy sky on the top of the misty mountain after the rain.But once your heart beats, you can't pretend that nothing happened.

Young love is always crazy.If you cultivate the supreme forgetfulness, I will cultivate the ultimate and follow my heart.If you are your ruthless and ungrateful Supreme Immortal, I will accompany you for thousands of years, and you will never be alone.

It's a pity that his little mind was just about to germinate, and the fairy he was willing to spend his whole life with had left.Thinking about it now, the fate between him and him is actually so short.But more than ten years of getting along, followed by more than 200 years of separation.He had gone through all kinds of hardships to finally meet him——Fu Canghan.In the reality of the dream, all the thought and sincerity was spent, and Fu Canghan's feeling of self-restraint was only obtained in exchange for his life.In the end, it was only six years of staying together.

In the stories of the world, there are joys and sorrows, men and women love, there is always a saying that the love is deep and the relationship is shallow, and there is no relationship.Yin Chi couldn't help but wonder if it was the same with him and his sweetheart.

The love-hate relationship between Yin Wanchao and Fu Canghan was intermittent and unclear.The process of how the little baby grows up is clear and coherent.

Yin Chi suddenly understood vanity.Fuhua refused to accept his love, probably because he took Yin Wanchao too seriously.The clean and pure master-student friendship between them was forced by him to be dragged into love, which made the relationship between them no longer pure.Probably for vanity, an apprentice is an apprentice, a lover is a lover, and mixing the two is blasphemy.

Vanity has learned too much for a Yin Wanchao.He had seen the flashy indifference before he understood how precious what Yin Wanchao got.Yin Wanchao is the first and only relationship obtained by the Vanity Society - the relationship between master and apprentice.

The little child gives him different surprises and frights every day.Life is miraculous. In this miraculousness, vanity finds the taste of life like a miracle. Taste bitterness, hotness, sourness and sweetness one by one, and feel the scenery of the world one by one. A little tail beside him, holding his hand, is an extremely warm life.

Master...

These two words were not so difficult to export.He is Yin Chi, and also Yin Wanchao.

He used to be hugged and cared by Hua Hua to grow up, and also loved him and kissed him.

He was glad that he was the one he met when he was young, and he didn't regret giving him a heart.Don't complain about the past, don't hate.Maybe he didn't get what he wanted, maybe he had regrets, but he chose to let go.

Master, I have always been disobedient.But I'm always willing to try my best to do what you like.

Follow the fate... There is no fate...

Vanity knelt on the ground with one knee, his cold face suddenly shattered, and there were ridiculous cracks on the cloth.

"You are my master, my sweetheart..."

"Fu Canghan, I know you. I knew you when there was no Fu Canghan in this world. You are my master, you are my master..."

Mandarin ducks cross their necks, and their ears and temples grind together.

Yin Wanchao and Fu Canghan, Yin Chi and Vanity.

His eyebrows were bent, and there was a small bright red mole in the corner of his eye.He said he admired his master, he said you are my master.

One is persistent, two people are the same person, the other is stubborn, two people are different people.

Fu Canghan once separated himself from Fuhua and was annoyed in every possible way. Yin Wanchao was more pleased with Fuhua or Fu Canghan.Is it too unfair for Yin Wanchao to put Fu Canghan's feelings on Fu Hua?

Fu Hua also thought about whether it was Fu Hua or Fu Canghan that Yin Chi admired.Is his heart fluttering just because of the admiration of the past?

He always recalled, but little Achi was bouncing forward, holding his fingers with a hand as small as the palm of his hand.Such a small and soft child, he looked back at him, his eyes were full of mortal lights, shining brightly.A pair of eyes, the world of mortals, the flashy and prosperous soft red is not in the mortal world, but in Yin Chi's eyes.

Yin Chi looked at him and was full of him.Vanity looked at himself in Yin Chi's eyes, the dots of light covered the snow-white shadow, and he couldn't even recognize it was him in a daze.

Sweet and sour candied haws, soft and glutinous Lantern Festival, or sweet or salty zongzi, are all tastes of the world.Yin Chi, he carefully put it on the tip of his heart, and carefully guarded the grown-up child.It is the only existence that is flashy, cannot be profane, cannot be let down, cannot be taken as one's own.

Fu Canghan finally willingly admitted that he was vanity, and entrusted his deep affection to the past life he didn't know at all, just to give Yin Chi an eternity.

At this moment, Huahua finally regards himself and Fu Canghan as one.Yin Wanchao met Fu Canghan after falling in love with vanity, and Yin Chi fell in love with Fu Canghan because of his love for vanity.Inverting reincarnation, reversing reincarnation, in fact, it's just him.

But Fu Canghan's heart is full of joy, what about being flashy?

Vanity didn't know, and never thought about it.Flashy and indifferent, he doesn't know the love between men and women. Before he met Yin Chi, he didn't even understand the word "feeling".

When he rejected Yin Chi that day, on the one hand, he was ruthless, and his heart was as still as water; on the other hand, no matter what Yin Chi thought, he was his disciple after all in Fuhua, and he thought he had no selfishness.But now he is puzzled again, since his heart is like still water, why destroy the sea of ​​flowers, break Ruixue and bury Lord Zhu.There is anger that cannot be hidden in every pile of piles.Nothing like his usual temperament.

What is he angry about?Angry Yinchi calculated, or angry Yinchi's love began with Fu Canghan, or angry at himself.It's hard to restrain myself from being angry at myself.

Vanity shuddered, and suddenly raised his head, not far from him, Yin Chi collapsed there, his face was bloodless and his eyes were closed.His white hands fell on the soil, stained with dust and dirt.

So Vanity stretched out his hand subconsciously, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, the scenes in front of him overlapped several times and seemed to be false, only that plain white hand was his reality.Vanity's body fell to the ground, and he stretched out his arms. The distance that seemed to be less than ten feet turned out to be far away that he couldn't even hold with his straightened hands.

The moonlight is stained with turbid dust, the white snow is stained with silt, and a little bit of scarlet overflows the tight lips, which is the obstinacy that even the vanity itself is unclear.At this moment, he had only one thought, to go forward and hold him.It doesn't matter what the reason is, what the intention is.He didn't think or guess, and he didn't care about the price he paid.

He feels that he has never been more confused than himself at this moment, and he has never been more sober than himself at this moment.

The saint who loved purity fell into the dirt, inch by inch, stretched out his hand with all his strength, his long and thin fingers trembled involuntarily.There is only one inch left, only a little bit left, and this little bit is left.

Vanity's chest trembled, and another mouthful of blood spilled out.He held it.The cold fingers touched the cold back of the other hand, and just the skin of the fingertips touched, and the vanity felt something overflowing from his chest instantly.

what is that?

It is the golden crow falling from the sky, and the clouds gradually dyeing.It is a young man coming out of the rosy clouds, Yushu Zhilan, and elegant white clothes.He was a gentle and handsome young man with a little rouge in the corners of his eyes. When he looked up, there were faint stars in his eyes.It was a young man who looked at the vanity, in his eyes, it seemed that the three realms were gone, everything turned to ashes, only the vanity lasted for thousands of years and lasted forever.

It is the wind that kills the leaves, and the old leaves are unbearable to the cold winter and fall silently.It is snowy winter, and the world is vast.It is spring, summer, autumn and winter.It is mountains and rivers.It's the little cinnabar in the corner of Yin Chi's eyes, a word of joy.

Vanity hurriedly covered her lips, but it was still too late to stop the spurting blood.Like a galloping river of hearts, there is no wave like a still water that can't go back.Ruthless Road... Broken...

At the same time, Yin Chi opened his eyes.With a movement of his fingertips, he retracted his hands and put them under his face. He raised his eyes and glanced at Vanity, his expression was light and calm.He coughed lowly, and the blood stained the back of his hand along his chin.

"Fantasy, my ruthless way...is done."