This Scum Is Not Worthy Of White Washing

Yunhua and Youhuang's journey continues.

When Youhuang was practicing, Yunhua was drinking and having fun.

While You Huang was playing music, Yun Hua was drinking and making music.

You Huang: "Just addicted to alcohol?"

Yun Hua held the jug's hand and laughed: "Some people love wine, but they don't want to drink alcohol. Then I will drink it for him."

"who?"

"Myself,"

Yun Hua took his flute from Youhuang and said casually,

"Because? For some reasons, I must not be overwhelmed with joy, or be greedy for something? I need to be calm and calm."

You Huang sat down beside him and opened his hands.

Yun Hua tilted her head and leaned in his arms, smiling at the corners of her lips.

Youhuang encircled his waist: "But I see you can always make others so angry that you can't wait for life and death duels, and addicted to alcohol."

"Now? I can," Yun Hua hung his head slightly and inserted the flute between Youhuang's waist, "because? It was not possible before, so I am now unscrupulous?"

"Then what were you like before?"

"No desire, no desire, cold and calm."

"I can't imagine."

"Then don't think, Huang'er, do you want to drink?"

"I'm not good at..."

"Last time you had a drink, you were fine, let me see, mine? What volume did Huang'er practice in private."

"Sir." You Huang's tone was helpless and pampered.

Yun Hua turned over and sat on him, took a sip from the hip flask, and looked at him with a smile.

You Huang opened his lips slightly.

You Huang said that he couldn't think of the cold look he described, but he saw it soon.

After he had cultivated that day, he saw Yun Hua standing in the yard, with a cold breath all over his body, and his eyes calmly looking at the corpse at his feet.

"gentlemen…"

Yun Hua looked back at him. After a while, the expression in his eyes became warm, and the whole body disappeared: "Huang'er."

You Huang walked to him: "This person is..."

"Something that doesn't know? Life or death? That's all,"

Yun Hua lazily flicked his sleeves, and the corpses on the ground instantly turned into flying ash, blown away by the wind, and dissipated in the air.

"For the first time in so many years, I saw you kill a killer. What did this man do?"

"gentlemen?"

Don't pass Yun Hua? Head: "It's nothing, how is Huang'er practicing today? Have you advanced?"

His purpose of changing the subject is too clear.

You Huang didn't delve into it, and followed him: "It's coming."

Later, he learned that the dead man was a casual cultivator and was famous for his painting skills.

His realm is not high, but he is very good at physical fitness and is very concealed.

He likes to make double-retouching pictures and sell them.

That day, Youhuang and Yunhua were playing in the wild, and he inadvertently saw the beauty of Youhuang? Prosperous beauty, and kept peeping in the dark for a long time.

It's a pity that Youhuang just took off the bottom? Ju and Yunhua kissed, and soon put them back on.

He drew for a long time afterwards, but he always couldn't find the charm.

So I didn't know it today, sneaking in, still carrying a picture album with me, wishing to secretly observe and paint on the spot.

In his painting, Youhuang is put in a weird posture, which is different from that of men who practice double cultivation...

Yun Hua caught him and saw those paintings, how could he not kill him?

You Huang: "So that's what you really are?"

Yun Hua shook his head: "That's me, and it's me who looks like this now. One is the one who suppresses the nature? Me, the other is the one who releases the nature? Me."

"I haven't asked, why did you suppress your nature before?"

Yun Hua wrote lightly: "When I first came to Immortal Realm, he provoked a person who shouldn't be provoked, and that person cast a spell on me for the price of dispersing his soul."

You Huang's heart tightened: "What's going on now?"

"Found a solution," Yun Hua hugged him, "So at this moment, I will appear next to you."

"That's good."

Yun Hua asked: "That look? I... would you like it?"

"As long as it is a gentleman, I will like it."

"nothing."

In the next few days, Youhuang rarely saw Yun Hua's cold side again, and his hanging heart was relieved.

It seems that the spell has really been lifted.

You Huang is at ease? Retreat and Chongjing.

"I won't go out during this time, so I will protect the law for you."

"Well, it won't be long. When I come out, we will go to the next place."

"Okay," Yun Hua kissed him, "When you go out in the future, you can't take off the bottom equipment, nor can you kiss me."

You Huang laughed.

"Lest there be people who don't know? Life and death? People look at you," Yun Hua squeezed his face, "Why are you smiling? Did you hear me?"

"I heard, my face will only be shown to Mr." in the future."

"It's best."

"Mr. Really? I really like my face? If one day I am disfigured..."

"No? There is no shortage of immortal medicine for restoring appearance in the fairy world."

"Then what if there is someone who looks better than me?"

"Impossible, no one can match the beauty of Huang'er in my house."

"Sir really..."

"Are you still closed?"

Youhuang held his face and kissed him for a long time, and said gently: "My cultivation base? I'm going to catch up with your husband soon. If you don't like cultivation, I will protect him from now on."

If You Huangzhi Dao will lose Yun Hua after he comes out of this retreat, then he would rather never be promoted and his cultivation level is stagnant.

After he left the customs, there was no sign of Yunhua, thinking that he couldn't bear it and ran out to play.

However, I have been waiting for a long time.

When he went out, he inquired about everybody, exhausted his energy, only to find out that someone saw a person who looked like him hurriedly heading east.

He searched all the way and searched for a long time, and found that Yunhua finally appeared near Yacheng and the Twelfth Reincarnation Palace.

Yacheng has no other.

But the zodiac can't come in and out casually?.

He complied with the recruitment and became a system, guessing whether Yunhua's previous? Enemy had come to the door.

Make a good relationship with the team leader, make good friends with the host, and make friends with other team’s systems during the holidays...

Until the end, everyone who knew him knew that he was looking for his missing fairy.

By the stream.

You Huang put down the flute.

"You really ran into the twelfth house back then."

It’s just that he’s not the host? And it’s not the system... He ran into the world of Xiaoqian, only ran into the channel without a treaty...

Is it because? That way, will the soul be damaged?

I bumped into him while tracing his memory? That breath... it seems familiar...

"Huang'er."

You Huang turned back abruptly.

Qingyuan landed slowly, the cold and frosty breath has not yet dissipated, but the eyes that looked at him were filled with deep thoughts and affection.

"gentlemen!"

Qingyuan Ren Youhuang hugged him, completely relaxed.

Unexpectedly, the soul of Youhuang's Divine Sense infiltrated him, without any obstacles.

Unbelievable... His soul is intact, and the sea of ​​knowledge stretches like a vast sea.

This cultivation base?...

You Huang withdrew his spiritual consciousness.

"When did you...when did you have the immortal emperor cultivation base?"

"This is a long story..."

Youhuang has confirmed that? The soul is immutable, this is Yunhua's? Soul, but it is stronger and more powerful, without damage...

This body...

You Huang's hand stretched out to his belt.

Qingyuan grabbed his hand: "My name is Qingyuan, this is the body, Yunhua... is my soul." Youhuang: "..." No wonder it is the remnant soul.

"Huang'er, I am Yunhua, I..."

"Of course I do know that you are," You Huang shook his hand back, "I'm not going to even recognize you."

A smile filled Qingyuan's eyes.

If Luo Xiuya could see it, he would be surprised.

After all, since the spell...he just...

"Back then, you were in retreat, and the immortal method of the ontology was about to be completed. You are recalling the place? There are out there? Divide the soul..."

Qingyuan and his fingers intertwined,

"I was thinking about it at that time. I was worried that other distracted souls would be as unruly as me? With other loves, I worried that after the ontology merges us... it will lose you."

"A lot of divided souls?"

Qingyuan sat down with Youhuang, he leaned his head on his shoulder,

"I was incanted that year..."

Qingyuan and Luo Xiuya met in the lower realm and ascended to the immortal realm one after another.

At that time Qingyuan was still a chic, unruly and indulgent? And Luo Xiuya can naturally have similarities with his long-time friends.

They all enjoy it and don't like restraint.

If it wasn't for Qingyuan to provoke someone...

He saved a person that year, but was entangled by it.

The man fell in love with him.

But Qingyuan was not in love at the time, and couldn't restrain his temper, so he was so skeptical of life.

But that person doesn't know? What's wrong with him, the more frustrated he gets, the more brave he is, he stalks, but his cultivation base is higher than him, and Qingyuan can't avoid it.

What is even more annoying is that because Luo Xiuya was close to him, that person shot Luo Xiuya.

This can touch the bottom line of Qingyuan.

"I really? I'm so tired of him and hate him so desperately? Determined to kill him,"

Qingyuan hates Tao,

"He was completely defenseless against me, and my full blow immediately severely injured him."

Qingyuan and the others came here for the first time, and that person is a person from the immortal world, so there must be many methods.

He did not hesitate to take advantage of the opportunity to make up the knife, so as not to miss the opportunity and be counter-killed.

The man was in pain and despair.

"He said that he loves me so much, why should I kill him so ruthlessly? A joke! He ignored my wishes, entangled endlessly, interfered with my life, hurt my best friend, and asked me why? Why kill him!"

Qingyuan only felt that the person was ill, and didn't want to explain more.

But the man was fighting for the last celestial power, abandoning his flesh and blood, dissipating his soul, and cast a spell on him.

"He cursed me, for the rest of my life, there should be no mood swings, no thoughts or emotions, no emotions, want me to be a heartless, lungless, desireless, no desire? Walking dead,"

Qingyuan closed his eyes?,

"Once there are any emotions, my soul will suffer the pain of burning and tearing."

You Huang put his hand tightly on his waist, and took him into his arms.

"After that, I really endured all the suffering," Qingyuan smiled bitterly. "Otherwise, my love for Xiuya's best friend made me feel bad."

Luo Xiuya was injured by that person. He cared about the injury of his friend, and then...was tortured by the soul.

How can a person like Qingyuan lose any emotions?

"Even if I saw a stranger, I couldn't have no fluctuations in my heart, no emotions... At that time? I was tortured day by day and couldn't understand myself. He asked Xiuya to kill me, but he refused. "

Qingyuan felt Youhuang's hand trembling on his waist and held his hand.

"But? That's been? I've gone. Xiuya took me to a place with no people, where the mountains and rivers are beautiful, there are no people, and I can reduce the mood swings..."

But even facing the landscape, how can it be true? Without a trace of emotion? But? Is it less?

"Later, Xiuya went through life and death several times. Why? I found a fairy law that can solve this curse."

Although there shouldn't be too much mood swings, but it's not that any small emotions will suffer from the burning and tearing of spirits.

As Xianfa gradually practiced, he gradually became able to control his own emotions, and then gradually became the lord Qingyuan of Taoyuanjian.

In the end, Qingyuan concluded: "Really in this world? There are all kinds of people, that person is simply a lunatic, sick!"

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