A breeze came in from the cracks in the mountain, blowing away the dullness in the room.
Yan Huailiu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, turned and walked towards Gu Xingyun.
The person in the barrier was still in a deep coma, lying there obediently, allowing himself to be manipulated.
Yan Huailiu first checked his condition and confirmed that he was just unconscious and had no other problems, only then did he feel relieved.
The more times like this happen, the calmer my mood becomes.
He pointed a finger at Gu Xingyun's eyebrows and gently rubbed his slightly furrowed brows.
"Don't be angry. I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry, that medicine must taste terrible."
"Why don't you ask a question?"
A layer of cushion was specially laid on the stone platform, so there was no need to worry about catching a cold.
Yan Huailiu reached out and held his face, slowly placing a kiss on his tightly closed eyes.
With some reluctance, he gradually moved down, and finally kissed the cold lips almost devoutly.
"Sorry for the unauthorized offense."
The sigh dissipated in the room, unheard by anyone.
His emotions were somewhat out of control, and he tightly grasped Gu Xingyun's hand, but let go after only a moment.
"If I wasn't this identity, but disguised as a random, insignificant disciple of the Yuxu Sect, you wouldn't like me, right?"
"You don't even look at me, just like... just like those people before."
The memories in his mind seemed a little confused, and his own experiences mixed with unfamiliar fragments flashed by quickly, making Yan Huailiu unable to see clearly.
Unfortunately, his attention was not focused on that. He just looked at Gu Xingyun almost greedily.
Finish the rest of the sentence slowly and calmly.
“I may not be good at loving others, but I try my best.”
“I gave everything I could.”
"I gave you all my love and affection, and I believe I have a clear conscience."
"But I'm sorry for keeping it from you for so long, letting you be so nice to me without knowing the truth."
He lowered his head and chuckled, laughing at his own greed and his own unreasonableness.
"I still want to thank you for taking in my insignificant love and for adding some beautiful memories to my shabby life."
The spiritual power at his fingertips was running wildly, and his smile became more gentle.
"In this life, we only live a few fragments. I have you in those fragments. I feel... very lucky."
Gu Xingyun's clothes were torn open, revealing his healthy body nourished by the medicinal spring.
Yan Huailiu pricked his fingertip, and the slight pain made his body tremble for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal.
He put his two fingers together, and spiritual power wrapped around the blood droplets, wandering around Gu Xingyun's heart, setting up layer after layer of protective spells.
The suppression of a whole bottle of liquid medicine prevented the evil energy in Gu Xingyun's body from leaking out at all.
Yan Huailiu held his breath, pressed his palm on his abdomen, and carefully gathered all his energy.
At the same time, he also had to control the spiritual power to occupy Gu Xingyun's tendons and veins.
The evil energy was withdrawn, and the spiritual energy was pushed in, directly blocking the retreat route.
Beads of sweat appeared on Yan Huailiu's face. Such a delicate operation made him extremely nervous.
Time passed little by little, and moonlight shone in through the hole on the top of the mountain.
The small formation on Gu Xingyun's chest emitted a golden light, as if suppressing something.
Yan Huailiu's Adam's apple rolled, he swallowed his nervousness, and moved his palm slowly, finally stopping at Gu Xingyun's dantian.
When he felt the inner elixir, he was obviously stunned, but he stopped worrying about it after just a moment.
He recalled the methods introduced in the book, and every sentence, including punctuation marks, was imprinted in his mind with incredible clarity.
Most of the spiritual power in his body had been drained away, and he looked up at the sky.
The moonlight is gentle and the surroundings are filled with spiritual energy.
He closed his eyes, feeling for the perfect moment, and gently squeezed Gu Xingyun's palm with his free hand.
The hand pressing on Gu Xingyun was attacked by the evil energy, causing pain in the palm.
Yan Huailiu seemed to be unable to feel anything and just waited blankly.
My mind was filled with memories of the two of them before, but looking at it from a third person's perspective, it was something completely different.
He laughed at himself for realizing it so late and was annoyed at Gu Xingyun's excellent acting skills.
Time and again, intentionally or unintentionally, she pretended to be pitiful, deliberately trying to make herself felt in front of him, acting like a jealous person, and trying every possible way to get close to him...
Why didn’t I notice it before?
Love indeed blinds the eyes.
It was so obvious that he couldn't tell that his apprentice was an actor with great acting skills.
"I don't forgive you. Why are you so mean?"
There was a smile in his voice, and there was no anger in his voice at all.
At a certain moment, the spiritual energy around him suddenly became strong, and Yan Huailiu turned his head to look at his disciple lying there.
His chest felt a sharp pain every time he breathed, so he took out the talisman he had secretly drawn and stuck it on the back of his hand.
Tears fell uncontrollably, spiritual power flowed wildly around his body, and Yan Huailiu murmured softly.
"I'll give you back the person you love."
"I'll give you back your normal life."
There seemed to be a flash of lightning in the palm of his hand. Even though he knew that Gu Xingyun could not hear it, he still reminded him in a gentle tone.
"Sorry, it might hurt a little, just bear with it."
There was a sound of breaking, Gu Xingyun's body twitched violently several times, and the light around him quickly dimmed.
The black aura was out of control and running around like crazy. There were barriers all around blocking it, so it couldn't escape.
The way back was occupied by pure spiritual power, and there was no way back.
Yan Huailiu spat out a mouthful of blood, endured the discomfort, wiped the blood from his mouth as quickly as possible, and wiped it on the talisman paper on the back of his hand.
He could clearly feel his soul being stripped away. He slowly stepped back, sat down against a pillar, stretched out his hands to form seals, and attracted the evil spirits.
"If there is a next life, can you only love me..."
Countless points of light flew out from his body, rushing towards the evil energy that was powerful enough to destroy everything.
Clouds blocked the moonlight, and the room was dark.
Lingxi Peak, a hundred miles away.
Chang Sui stared at the naked boy in front of him who was as tall as him with wide eyes, and was so scared that he didn't know what to do.
When the young man snatched the space bag from his waist with a look of disgust and began to search for clothes in it, Chang Sui let out a scream that was enough to burst one's eardrums.
“Ahhhhhh—”
"Shut up! Stop making noise!" The boy covered his ears and threw the space bag at him.
Then put on your usual clothes as quickly as possible.
I don’t know if it was because of Chang Sui’s voice that stimulated him or what.
He just sat on the ground, covered his head, and began to massage his temples roughly.
"You you you—I I I, Little Lightning, my little Lightning…"
Chang Sui stuttered until he was almost crying.
The boy picked up a ceramic cat pendant from the ground, put it on his wrist, and gave Chang Sui a displeased look.
"How insolent of you, young man!"
After a pretentious curse, he suddenly waved his hand at Chang Sui, making a grabbing gesture: "I'm not yours!"
Chang Sui's jaw almost dropped to the ground.
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