Brother is too cold

Chapter 26

If you look down on Cangyuan from above, you will see that this continent is divided into four parts with strong color contrast.

One is that from the coast of the East China Sea to the Jialu Mountain area, countless sects stand here, with towering ancient trees and lush spiritual plants, and a layer of soft light green glowing from a distance.

Then there is the Northern Flame Land and the Southern Cold Desert. The climates of the two are completely opposite. They are both deserts, but one is hot and the other is deserted. Even the color of the sand is different.The desert in the north is a scorching golden color after being scorched by the sun, while the south is silver that seems to be shrouded in moonlight all year round.

Both places are equally inhospitable and occupy large tracts of land.

After that, there is Xijiang.Counting from nowhere, the soft green gradually turned gray, then slowly deepened, and finally turned into a thick black like ink.

No one knows where the border of the western border is. Anyone who goes too deep will lose their way and become dry bones in the miasma.

At this moment, in the thick black miasma that seemed to have substance, stood two young men.

The two wore clothes of the same color and style, and even the gauze covering their faces was the same.One of them held many fragments emitting light in his arms, and a sword hilt floated in front of the other.

There are many dense runes engraved on the hilt of the sword, and it can be seen at a glance how much effort was put into it by the people who built it.

The handle of the sword is just so hard, let alone the blade.

At this moment, Ji Lianzhou was no less astonished than Wen Guye.When did his nameless sword become so close?When he was still in Qianlongyuan, Ke Xi touched a scabbard jokingly. Just like that, the Wuming Sword spontaneously erupted with murderous aura, which shocked Ke Xi's face.

Wen Guyye, who the hell is he?

Thousands of thoughts flooded Ji Lianzhou's mind.Those distant memories, which he thought would never be picked up, slowly surfaced.

This is a completely different feeling from the previous time in that secret realm. No matter how hard he thinks about it, he can only remember a general idea.

……enough.

When Longshou Mountain was destroyed, there was no place for him to stay.Ji Lianzhou wandered alone on the Longwo Plain. Although his cultivation in the early stage of foundation establishment was not high, he would not let anyone bully him.

In this way, many years have passed.Suddenly one day, he accidentally ran into Da Neng Dou Fa, affected by the aftermath of the moves, he was seriously injured and dying.One person rescued him, he saw that the person's cultivation level was far higher than his own, so he stalked him in various ways, and finally the other person nodded and agreed to go together.

He has been with that person for hundreds of years, and that person always has a cold face, but he is quite gentle and patient with him in his demeanor, teaching him while accompanying him.

If the days can go on like this in the future, maybe there won't be that Demon Lord in Qianlongyuan in the world.

That person suddenly disappeared, Ji Lianzhou traveled all over the world, and finally got a solution.He is still too weak, but it doesn't matter, the natural demon body should be useful at this time.

The person who would protect him and not dislike him is gone, so what's the need to hide it?

In a blink of an eye, another thousand years passed, and the time was right. Ji Lianzhou sacrificed the magic weapon that the man forged for him back then, and slaughtered tens of thousands of people in one go.His body was covered with blood belonging to others, and he couldn't even see his human form. Standing in the mess, he looked up to the sky and laughed. After laughing, he put away all his souls and went to refine Zhaohunsan.

There is Zhaohun scattered, as long as the person is not lost, he can always find the other party.

If you find it, hold that person tightly in your arms and never separate.

Afterwards...he faced the Demon Slayer League formed by righteous monks alone, was defeated, and was sealed into Qianlongyuan.Time flies, and ten thousand years later, he is the devil in the Mahayana period, the one and only existence in Qianlongyuan.Everyone shuddered when they mentioned the murder he committed back then.Ji Lianzhou felt bored, so he used the golden cicada to escape his shell. Outside Qianlongyuan, he climbed Kunlun to enjoy the moon, and went to Cangyuan to watch the shark swallow a boat.

At this time, he didn't even remember whether he had refined that summoning soul powder or not.

Ji Lianzhou's eyes were full of unknown emotions, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes.The power of the primordial spirit lost control again, and the skin was torn inch by inch. The pain made him almost want to fall to the ground and roll over.

Broken Sword sensed the mood of its master, slipped out of Ji Lianzhou's arms, and kept spinning in the air, only the hilt of the sword was still floating peacefully in front of Wen Guye.

It is rare for Wen Guyye to be so distracted that he doesn't even notice the abnormalities of the people around him.It took him a long time to relax, no longer just staring blankly at the thing in front of him, but raised his hand.

The hilt of the sword fell on his palm obediently, with a cold temperature.

The tactile sensation from the skin is already very strange, so to speak, it has been more than four hundred years since he touched the hilt of the sword last time.

And this so-called 400 years is still a number for him.For the hilt, I am afraid it is enough - 2 years.

Thinking of this number, Wen Guye suddenly felt a subtle feeling in his heart.His fingers stroked the hilt of the sword carefully, and the hilt seemed to be spiritual, and it shook slightly in his palm a few times, as if responding.

A warm feeling flashed across Wen Guyye's eyes, and it was fleeting... He realized something more important.

"Tell me, your name is 'Jizhou'?" Wen Guye said.

In fact, in this level of miasma, the two of them were unable to use binocular vision a long time ago, and they have always used their spiritual sense to investigate matters.When the light of the Broken Sword appeared, Wen Guyye was surprised that the light could reach such a distance.

With the light of the Broken Sword, he saw a very terrifying scene.

In the blackness, there was a person standing in front of him, his eyes were bleeding, and his clothes were heavily stained with blood.At that moment, Wen Guye almost thought that he went to the wrong set and was transported to a horror movie world.

Fortunately, he quickly realized that the aura in his body was still there, and this was still the world in his friend's book.Repeated several times in the bottom of his heart, supplemented by the Qingxin Mantra, he settled down and knew that Ji Lianzhou had another attack.

The other party's sleeves were trembling slightly, his face was pale, and even his eyes were a little loose.But he still stood there, motionless, clenching his teeth, probably because of the extreme pain, but he didn't want to show weakness.

Wen Guyye staggered his eyes and pursed his lips.Obviously, he had seen the other party hurt like this several times before...but at that time, he didn't know...

Even if it is an rpg game, there will always be a few preferred npcs.

The person who lost the protagonist in the book in front of him, and was taught several times by him, and then turned against him, is the npc he prefers.

The world is impermanent.

The two faced each other, and Ji Lianzhou put all his energy into resisting the pain and making himself look better, so he naturally couldn't spare any energy to answer Wen Guyye's words.And Wen Guyye was still immersed in his own thoughts, his heart was in a mess.

After an unknown amount of time, Ji Lianzhou finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell to the ground with a thud.Wen Guye was awakened by the sound of him falling, and quickly knelt down to help him.

A soft and moist aura flowed down Wen Guye's hand and was injected into Ji Lianzhou's meridians, gently repairing the damaged parts of his body.Ji Lianzhou regained consciousness, thinking of his honor at the moment, he was afraid that it would not be elegant, so he lowered his head and refused to lift it up.

Feeling that it was almost done, Wen Guye withdrew his hand and said, "How could it be you."

Ji Lianzhou wiped his face, trying to wipe off the blood on his face, not wanting to be self-defeating.The aura in his dantian was exhausted just now, and he couldn't even perform the simplest cleaning technique. He was so embarrassed, compared to when the two of them first met 2 years ago, they refused to give in.

"Brother," Ji Lianzhou said awkwardly, "I should be asking, why are you here?"

2 years... Ji Lianzhou can remember the thrillingly strong feelings at the beginning, but he can no longer put himself in it.The only thing is, for the past 2 years, his favorite playthings have been handsome male cultivators in white clothes. Thinking about it now, it seems that it is because the other party is like this.

When Wen Guye squatted down just now, the hilt of the sword spontaneously fell out of her hand, and gathered together with the other fragments of the spirit sword, reappearing as a sword.Wen Guye didn't know how to answer Ji Lianzhou's question, let alone how to face him, so he asked, "Did you name this sword later?"

Ji Lianzhou was quiet, and replied: "No."

Wen Guyye pressed his fingertips tighter, and there was imperceptible emotion in his voice: "Could it be that you are still waiting for me?"

Ji Lianzhou tentatively leaned forward, seeing that Wen Guyye had no intention of objecting, he put his head on the other's shoulder.

Ji Lianzhou said: "Yes...you give me the sword you have refined, and promise to name the sword."

Wen Guye lowered his eyes, and put his hand behind Ji Lianzhou's head in a vain way, with unprecedented tenderness: "But it's already broken."

He did not tell the truth to Lin Jingbai and everyone.

When the battle between good and evil was about to end, Wen Guyye was indeed sucked into a place by a crack in space, but it was not a secret realm, but the realm of self-cultivation 2 years ago.

He landed in Longwoyuan and met a young man.

Wen Guyye spent 2 years in the cultivation world 600 years ago, and spent many years with that frail young man.The other party saw that he was a sword repairman, and also clamored to learn swordsmanship.

Ji Lianzhou read after him: "Yes, it's broken." His voice was weak.

Wen Guye sighed: "2 years have passed, Azhou, are you still Azhou?"

Ji Lianzhou's pupils shrank.

Wen Guye said: "You don't even recognize me, it's better than a sword...how can I trust you?"

Ji Lianzhou clenched his hands tightly, engraved blood marks on his palms, and then let go.He said, "You're right, but..."

The tone was drawn out, Ji Lianzhou suddenly raised his head, faced Wen Guye face to face, and kissed each other.

Wen Guyye's lips were soft, with a hint of coolness.Ji Lianzhou can't remember if he felt the same way when he kissed each other 2 years ago, but it seems to be somewhat similar to those times he imagined before.

The tongue leaf pried open the teeth, but Wen Guye didn't push him away... The bloody breath from his mouth was carried over, and the other party's mouth was also stained with the smell of iron rust.

After the kiss was over, Ji Lianzhou pushed back cautiously.He pursed his lips, and was about to open his mouth, but saw Wen Guye's gaze passing past him, looking behind him.

Ji Lianzhou's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head, only to see the magic weapon that Qu Gu gave him light up again, floating in the air.

They didn't look for Qu Zhiqin, but Qu Zhiqin found it by himself?