The four men I've been slag have all come to the door

During these days, Yue Hongyu has become more and more fond of leaning on Jiang Zinian.

He found that when he became a dog, Jiang Zinian liked to be close to him even more.

He simply turned into a dog and clung to Jiang Zinian's side from time to time.

Yue Hongyu's dog shape is very beautiful.

His whole body is white and flawless, and his amber eyes are like crystals, their eyes are pure and clear.

Jiang Zi liked Yue Hongyu's dog shape very much, since he failed to resist the temptation to stroke Yue Hongyu for the first time, Yue Hongyu often asked him to stroke his hair.

Yue Hongyu is very good at acting like a baby when she is in dog form.

Now he has figured out Jiang Zinian's temperament, Jiang Zinian always seems to have an inexplicable softness towards him, so he gradually let go of his temper.

After the two of them spent a few days relaxing in the village, Jiang Zinian inadvertently asked Yue Hongyu to learn some exercises.

Unexpectedly, just as he mentioned this to Yue Hongyu, Yue Hongyu stopped all her movements immediately.

He looked straight at Jiang Zinian with his big eyes, just as Jiang Zinian was about to say something, Yue Hongyu ran away immediately.

Later, Jiang Zinian searched for him for a long time, and found him in a crevice of rocks.

At that time, the sky was already dark, and the dark clouds blocked the moonlight.

Yue Hongyu hid behind a stone with a dog shivering, but refused to come out desperately.

Jiang Zinian had no choice but to forcefully shatter the stones with a wave of his sleeves, and Yue Hongyu came out.

Then Jiang Zinian asked him what was wrong.

Yue Hongyu refused to speak.

Seeing his appearance, Jiang Zi could not help frowning slightly.

Then, Jiang Zinian hugged the big white dog in his arms and carried him back to the room.

He saw that the big white dog was rather sluggish, Jiang Zi read to look at it after a while, and the big white dog had already turned back into a human form.

The boy sat on the edge of the bed and curled up slightly.

Ink hair poured all over him.

Jiang Zinian sat beside him and asked, "Don't you want to learn some moves to protect yourself?"

Yue Hongyu just kept shaking his head, as if he had seen something terrible.

Yue Hongyu said: "Don't learn...don't learn...don't learn exercises..."

Yue Hongyu hugged herself and curled up. He lowered his head slightly, not looking at Jiang Zinian.

Seeing Yue Hongyu's mood swings so much, Jiang Zinian turned pale with fright.

Jiang Zi Nian wanted to step forward to comfort him, but he was only trembling slightly.

Jiang Zinian hugged him, but Yue Hongyu just leaned into his arms and whispered something.

It took a while to quiet down.

Jiang Zinian used some hypnotic techniques, and Yue Hongyu fell asleep in his arms.

Jiang Zinian put Yue Hongyu on the bed, stretched out his curled up body, and covered him carefully with the quilt.

He looked at Yue Hongyu's sleeping face, from his face, he seemed to be able to see his uneasiness.

It's not like Yue Hongyu doesn't feel pain.

Jiang Zinian remembered those days.

50 years of training Yue Hongyu here.

In fact, those 50 years were far from being as leisurely and comfortable as in this illusion.

Yue Hongyu suffered a lot here.

Yue Hongyu's transformation in the past 50 years is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

The so-called rebirth really means that several layers of skin have been shed, and then the bone has been taken out several times, even the blood in the body has been replaced many times.

Only then did Yue Hongyu's body be reshaped into a shape suitable for cultivation.

The pain is very unbearable.

For Yue Hongyu, that period of time was probably painful.

From the beginning to the end, Yue Hongyu never said a word about these things.

Jiang Zinian saw that the thin scar on his wrist had already healed halfway.

Scabbed, but not yet healed.

Jiang Zinian knew that there was not much time left for him to stay here.

There is no pain here. Although it is an illusion, it may not be happier than outside.

Jiang Zinian looked at Yue Hongyu, and a little struggle appeared in his heart.

Jiang Zinian stayed by Yue Hongyu's bedside, but Jiang Zinian felt a little dazed for a moment.

He was half asleep and half awake when he suddenly heard a low murmur from the person beside the bed.

"Don't learn martial arts..."

Jiang Zinian's heart felt a little astringent.

After Yue Hongyu woke up, Jiang Zinian never mentioned this matter again.

Time in the illusion is much slower than outside.

It happened that one day Jiang Zinian and Yue Hongyu were drinking under the tree outside.

Yue Hongyu has good cooking skills.

A few days ago, he went to the plum grove outside to pick plum blossoms, and then made new wine.

This new wine has not been re-brewed, and it becomes more and more spicy.

Yue Hongyu is not very good at drinking, this time with Jiang Zinian and wine, he only took a few sips before he was drunk.

He was well-behaved when he was drunk and didn't make trouble, but just fell asleep under the tree well-behaved.

Jiang Zinian saw him passed out under a tree drunk, with ears popping out of his hair again.

The young man's hair is full of ink, and the hair is as warm as the finest silk and satin. The fine sunlight falls on him, and his appearance is as beautiful as pearls and jade. It is really hard to describe in any words.

His two snow-white ears moved slightly from time to time between his black hair.

With a twitch in his heart, Jiang Zinian wanted to touch his ear.

As soon as he approached, he heard Yue Hongyu muttering over there.

He was drunk this time, the corners of his eyes were smudged a little, and his face was snow-white again, this bit of drunkenness was even more inexplicably seductive.

He seemed to be whispering something between his lips.

Jiang Zinian found out after listening closely.

I only heard him say: "No...don't learn martial arts..."

Jiang Zinian moved closer, but unexpectedly he still remembered this matter.

He looked at Yue Hongyu's drunken appearance.

Jiang Zinian couldn't help getting closer.

He asked in Yue Hongyu's ear, "Why..."

"Why...don't want to learn martial arts?"

I saw Yue Hongyu moved his eyelashes slightly, and said in a very soft voice: "I have learned... the master is leaving..."

Jiang Zinian was slightly taken aback when he heard this.

Yue Hongyu was still struggling on her own.

It seemed that what Jiang Zi read just now had stimulated him a little.

"Don't learn martial arts...don't learn..."

Jiang Zinian took a look, but saw two more lines of tears streaming down his rosy face.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was more sadness and defeat on his face.

Jiang Zinian's heart was shocked, and some other feelings emerged in his heart.

At that moment, the past flooded into my heart.

900 years ago, the day when Fan Ji left was the day when Yue Hongyu's cultivation technique was completed.

At that time, Yue Hongyu already knew that Fan Ji had trained herself for a bet.

And the fact that he treats him so well these days is just because of a bet.

But Fan Ji agreed to him, as long as his cultivation technique is great, he will let him serve by his side forever.

Yue Hongyu thought what he said was true.

It's just that he forgot that the word forever is too heavy.

Most of the time, "forever" is just a lie.

On that day, Yue Hongyu followed Fan Ji to meet the Venerable who made a bet with Fan Ji.

The man was shocked when he saw Yue Hongyu's cultivation level at that time.

The man didn't expect that Fanji really did it.

Let a little tengu be reborn within 50 years and become the terrifying powerhouse it is today.

Yue Hongyu competed with that person.

Although the process was somewhat difficult, Yue Hongyu still won.

Yue Hongyu killed him.

The well-known venerable in the demon world probably never dreamed that he would die in the hands of a little dog in the end after a glorious life.

So Fan Ji's bet with that person also won.

But on that day, Yue Hongyu thought that he could finally be by Fan Ji's side forever.

Fan Ji left him.

When he was full of joy and finally could stand beside his master frankly, he left him.

Yue Hongyu didn't even know when Fan Ji left.

He didn't even want to talk to him.

Not to mention, tell him the direction to go.

When Yue Hongyu found out, he had already been abandoned on the top of a lonely mountain.

At his feet was the bloody corpse of the Venerable.

At that moment, Yue Hongyu suddenly understood.

He was thrown away, together with this dead body, on the top of this cold and windy mountain.

Perhaps, Fan Ji had long forgotten the words he said to him that year.

I have long forgotten that he promised him such a thing.

Perhaps, Fan Ji just responded casually.

But Yue Hongyu really kept this sentence in his heart for 50 years, and he endured painful training day and night for 50 years, because of Fanji's words.

Yue Hongyu will never forget that he promised him such a sentence.

Now, listening to Yue Hongyu's murmur of struggling and weeping when he was drunk, Jiang Zinian recalled those past events in a daze.

Even though Yue Hongyu in this fantasy realm has long forgotten those past events, when Jiang Zinian mentioned "training" again, his subconscious mind still showed a strong reaction to the pain.

Fanji's leaving without saying goodbye is a scar that Yue Hongyu will never let go of.

Compared with Fan Ji's deception to him, Yue Hongyu hated him more for forgetting his promise to him, and also hated himself back then for letting Fan Ji go away so easily.

Perhaps, Yue Hongyu had asked herself countless times, if he hadn't studied the exercises taught by Fanji so seriously back then, if he had been slower to complete the exercises, or would never have succeeded in cultivation.

So Fan Ji won't leave so soon, can he stay by his side for a while longer.

Yue Hongyu's thoughts, which he could not express to others, were revealed involuntarily in his murmur at this moment.

Under the sunny tree, Yue Hongyu seemed to think of something, and sobbed slightly.

He was still in a coma with his eyes closed, but his face was full of tears.

He sobbed softly and looked even pitiful.

Jiang Zinian looked at him for a while, then moved his fingers slightly, and he attached himself to help wipe the tears off his face.

Yue Hongyu's face was hot and crimson, but the tears in the corners of his eyes were so cold.

The tears seemed to be squeezed from the bottom of his heart.

That tear was so cold that Jiang Zinian couldn't help shivering.