I Regard You as Enemies, Yet You’re All After My Heart!

thing?

It's unbelievable, but it's really right in front of you.

Chu Yunshu's hands trembled uncontrollably.

This is a pair of hands of a cultivator, a pair of hands playing the piano, and the pop-up music made the beasts surrender to the heaven and the Ming, and thousands of monks have been killed.

But now, they are ridiculously jealous, or jealous for the enemy who must be killed.

The slender fingers couldn't restrain their shaking, and the blue veins on the back of the white hands were trembling weakly with the heart pulse.

"No, no."

The blood in Chu Yunshu's eyes grew more and more, but his face was cold and numb.

But the aura around him has become less and less, and the devilish energy is so strong that it almost disperses the aura from the mountain.

A string of piano bounced out of Chu Yunshu's hand, with destructive power on it. When it swept across, the devilish energy evaded one after another and inserted straight into his heart.

Chu Yunshu opened his eyes indifferently. There was no sadness or joy in his eyes. The devil around him finally recovered. Chu Yunshu wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his lips and flew back to the cave.

The cave here is a naturally formed Lingquan Daohu Lake. Under the guidance of the sound of the avenue, the turbulent aura is becoming more and more dense, and even condensed into fog, just like a fairyland.

Such a place is most able to stabilize the mind, no matter how the heart demon surging, Chu Yunshu can keep the spiritual platform clear again after returning to the cave.

But this time, the scenes he saw in Chu Wuqingdong's mansion lingered in his mind, and even gave birth to boundless illusions.

A snow-colored robe, wide sleeves hung on the ground, and the young boy's long silver hair was blown by the wind. When he walked from the fog, he was almost immortal.

But his feet are bare/naked on the ground.

The bare/exposed instep skin is whiter than snow, white to transparent, and it seems that a little effort will leave traces of luxury.

The soles of the feet are immature, micro-powder, which sets off the petal-like nails.

Chu Wuqing approached step by step, raising her long eyebrows contemptuously, a pair of phoenix eyes gleaming, "Chu Yunshu, you are just an abandoned son, an abandoned son that everyone can trample on."

That kind of aloft, speaking the most vicious words...but there is no feeling of hatred at all, and it can't arouse any anger.

It just made people feel an urge to make him cry. I wonder if he can keep his arrogance like being in the clouds when he is crying.

He wanted to kill everyone in his body for this, and completely imprison him...only his own.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Chu Yun's sparse mouth, all the Dao Fa suddenly in the middle, unable to maintain even the most basic meditation posture, his face was pale, as white as an evil spirit coming from hell.

But his lips were scorching red with blood, and he gritted his teeth frantically and muttered: "No, I don't like him, how could I like him, I'm just jealous."

"I'm just jealous that Chu Wuqing is guarded by someone who is clearly from the Chu family, and it is clearly born in the Chu family's Gu Cultivation Rules. All the cannibalism is just to raise a young sect, but Chu Wuqing actively raises the Gu rules. Outside."

"This is hatred, jealousy, definitely not love," Chu Yunshu's words slowed down and became firmer and firmer, as if he had even deceived himself, "It's just that this feeling is too complicated, that makes me feel The illusion of possessive love, I want to possess him, just to... let this patriarch’s son realize all the pain I have experienced."

"Yes, that's it." Chu Yunshu closed his eyes slightly, and the floating messy breath gradually stabilized, his face was cold, but fine sweat stains appeared on the temples.

The big sleeves were raised, and the immaculate hand swiped forward out of thin air, and Changqin suddenly appeared.

Chu Yunshu played both hands, and the most beautiful music flowed between his fingers.

More and more spirit beasts rushed towards Daohu Lake, and even the flying birds pursuing freedom stopped on the lake. With a slender beak, the little spirit snake that was caught fell from it.

Freed from the fatal crisis, Ling Snake did not run away, just coiled itself up with the music, and immersed himself next to Asuka.

The fingers played by Chu Yunshu became slower and slower, but the music that came out became more and more beautiful. Every note can bring the ultimate enjoyment to all things in the world.

His eyes slowly closed with the music.

Hypnotize yourself with the voice of the great road until you wake up three years later, so... Chu Wuqing, I can no longer see you.

Those who are hypnotized by Taoyin will cut off all the distractions in the world, leaving only the true heart, and fall asleep deeply.

******

In the Magnificence, layers of clouds and mist linger, like a huge curtain blocking everything in the world.

In my ears are bursts of extremely mysterious voices.

Chu Yunshu opened his eyes, a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes.

who am I?Where am I?

In the dark, there seemed to be a voice telling himself that he should meditate, practice, and mobilize the spiritual power in his body to make his cultivation higher and Taoism even further.

But just when he started to run the spiritual power in his body, he felt a sense of loneliness rising from his heart, and it seemed that the most important thing was missing.

No intention to meditate at all.

Chu Yunshu looked at the vast white space around him, his divine consciousness swept in all directions, but he couldn't penetrate the layers of clouds.

What I saw was white except for white.

Chu Yunshu stood up, but just took a step, the fog that even his spiritual sense could not penetrate, suddenly split into two at the place where he was stepping, revealing a path.

Extremely weird.

The trail is winding, paved with pebbles soaked in mortal fireworks.

"Don't pass, you can't pass." There seemed to be a voice in his ear.

He is an immortal, and the other end of the trail is a hell that leads immortals and demons.

But another voice soon rang in his ears, "You are a devil, what are you afraid of? Only those mediocre cowards stay in place forever and dare not challenge anything. The fairy is fearless, the devil is fearless, against the sky. And Xiu, ask the Supreme Dao, you don’t even dare to face your original heart, how can you ask the Dao?"

"So, is also worthy of being called a genius?" This voice was very bewitching.

The first voice became anxious, "The cultivator cultivates the mind. What he cultivates is that the Taoist mind is firm, not disturbed by foreign objects, knowing that he will step into the hell, and that is to damage the foundation of the Dao, self-defeating, and unwise! "

"Stop, meditate!"

"Heh, do you dare or dare not?"

Chu Yunshun's eyes flashed, and there was a hint of deepness in his eyes, and he took a step again. With a light wave of his hand, the two noises in his ears suddenly disappeared.

Every time I took a step, the mist dissipated. I don't know how long I walked until I finally reached the end of the trail.

Everything in this world became very clear, and he was in the wild and red.

At this time in March in Yangchun, it was the time when the willow wind was blowing.

He stood on the high bridge over the moat, and the bustling and noisy voice came to Chu Yunshu's ears.

Aristocratic teenagers with fresh clothes and angry horses, row upon row of shops on the banks of the river, small buildings with famous prostitutes hidden in the blue tiles and white walls, big sedan chairs lifted by several people, finely carved fences, hawkers hawking on the street... Into his divine consciousness.

All the colors of the world he had never experienced before.

It was completely different from the fairy family in Chutian City, where he grew up.

"Is this a demon?" Chu Yunshu turned around and wanted to leave. At this moment, a painting boat slowly approached from a distance.

The corners of the eaves are flying up, and even a window mullion is finely carved with layers of dark flowers. On the deck, there are silk and bamboo orchestras and dancers dance lightly.

A middle-aged man with the appearance of a housekeeper walked out of the ship building, beckoning and beckoning: "Stop, the son is asleep."

All the music and dance stopped abruptly in this greeting.

Chu Yun shrank his pupils slightly, and suddenly a strong throbbing throbbed in his heart. There was a strange magic power in the cabin that attracted all his spiritual thoughts.

When Huafang passed under the bridge, Chu Yun slid his body and fell into the boat lightly.

He walked towards the source of gravity step by step, only to feel that something leaping in his chest was about to gush out, creating a strange tension.

Even with a hint of panic.

This is a very luxuriously decorated wing room, and every ornament in it can be said to the point.

But Chu Yunshu turned a blind eye, only seeing the young man sleeping on the sole.

The robe was casually draped over the body, and the long hair fell like running water.

Even though he was asleep, the boy still carried a hip flask in his drooping hand.

His face was thin red after drunk, just like Sanchun's peach blossoms smudged on the white snow.

There was a roar in Chu Yun's mind, and the beating heart suddenly stopped. After a while, everything suddenly broke out, like the world was torn apart...

"Chu Wuqing."

After saying this, Chu Yun stood still, the confusion in his eyes gradually disappeared, and a trace of clarity was restored.

The boy seemed to be startled by the call, his lips murmured, "Who is calling me?" He wanted to stand up, but the hangover made him unable to lift his eyelids, his fingers trembled slightly, and the hip flask was about to roll out of his hands. , The whole person fell towards the collapse.

Chu Yunshu's mind hadn't reacted yet, and his body had already stepped forward to catch the young man. When he recovered, his warm fragrant nephrite embraced him.

Even though he fell to the ground, the boy still did not wake up, but opened his eyes imaginarily, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and quickly returned all the hazy eye waves under his eyelids, and fell asleep again.

In order to be comfortable, he turned his body, opened his mouth slightly, and licked his lower lip that was moisturized by the wine with the tip of his tongue. It seemed that he had stolen a scent of wine, and the corners of his lips were upturned satisfied.

Chu Yun breathed suddenly and quickly, trying to get rid of the goblin who was messing up his mind, and want to return to that pale and majestic land.

But the bewitching voice sounded again.

"Are you afraid? What are you afraid of? This is just a dream, a dream that allows you to do whatever you want."

"There is no Tao you want to pursue, and you are not the Chu family. This is just a mortal city, and you are just the teacher of this patriarch. He is stubborn and indifferent, likes to enjoy, indulge in singing and dancing, you are the world The big Confucian, however, tends to be his life-saving grace from the Hou Mansion and has to be his husband."

As these words sounded, Chu Yunshu's clothes changed abruptly, turning into a black robe, with a Confucian crown.

"He deceived you again with a botched excuse, saying that he went to the family temple to incense to his grandmother and begged for safety, but he contracted a painting boat in the city and drank too much. As a sir, shouldn't you punish him now?"

The young man’s long eyebrows were slightly frowned, not knowing what he was dreaming about, his soft body trembled suddenly, and his voice trembled slightly, accompanied by drunken gasps, "Mr... well, no, no, no, no , Disciple, I am wrong."

The author has something to say: My conscience hurts!Really!1300 words more than the anti-theft chapter.

I wrote seven thousand that night... and I got stuck ==, and then I got a cervical spondylosis. I felt dark in front of my eyes when I sat down and my neck could not be lifted up, which affected my thinking QAQ.

With the addition of Cavan, the writing of Chu Yunshu has been stuck, and finally wrote it out. As a result, the word was lost, and it crashed twice in a row!