I rely on tea and lotus to save Master

Chapter 106 Articulate

Gu Jianhan had a dream.

In the dream, there is an endless sea of ​​flowers, large expanses of verdant and lush azure mint, and large expanses of bright amber roses.Their wooden house is deep in the rose, where flowers and birds chase and play.At night, the roof was covered with stars, and they climbed up the ladder. If they were lucky, they might hear the cosmic wind singing like the sea, and the shackles and torment turned to ashes in the black hole.

But Gu Jianhan didn't know what those were, he felt very unfamiliar with everything, so he just leaned on Wen Yan's shoulder, nestled in Wen Yan's arms, felt his heartbeat, and listened to him humming, which is the simplest and most Beautiful ballad.

When he woke up leisurely, the sky in Lengyue Peak was dark, it seemed that it was already evening, the wind was howling outside the window, and the bamboo forest outside the carved round window was swaying violently.

Hearing the rustling of bamboo leaves, he realized that it was just a dream, he had never had such a dream before, and was about to talk about it with Wen Yan, before he could open his eyes, his heartbeat suddenly leaked One beat, as if the body is one step ahead of the brain to realize some kind of sad disaster.He was a little dazed, not daring to wake up for the first time in his life.

Then he slowly and carefully reached out to touch the face of the person next to the pillow.He touched it very carefully and gently, and when his fingertips touched the familiar warmth, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly he pursed his lips feeling a little wronged, his long eyelashes fluttered, and he opened his eyes as if thinking about something. He wanted to confide in Wen Yan, but he called Ah Yan a few times, but the person next to him didn't reply.

A huge sense of fear suddenly enveloped his heart, Gu Jianhan turned over from the bed and sat up, staring blankly at the sleeping "Wen Yan" next to the pillow, his eyes suddenly turned red, but no tears could be squeezed from his dry heart. come out.

It wasn't a shabby trick, but he recognized it quickly enough.His A Yan must hug him when he sleeps, otherwise he won't be able to fall asleep anyway, but this impostor sleeps soundly alone.

His body was still full of traces left by Wen Yan, but this "Wen Yan" didn't even leave a hickey on his body, and he looked completely innocent.

More importantly... Even though "Wen Yan" was sleeping next to him, his heart was empty.He couldn't feel Wen Yan's existence anymore, the disciple's fate card seemed to have lost its function, and the connection between master and apprentice was like nothing.

He stretched out his hand to touch "Wen Yan" beside him, with a bit of power to break the spell, but also with a bit of secret and humble expectation.However, the prayer in his heart did not take effect. When his fingertips touched the arm of "Wen Yan", a burst of amber light flashed past, and in a blink of an eye, the sleeping man turned into a long long pillows.

Where did his Ayan go?

Gu Jianhan withdrew his hand, and fell back on the couch in a daze, feeling his heartbeat slow down bit by bit, and his blood freeze bit by bit.He accidentally reached out to cover his heart, but found that there was an extra ring on the ring finger of his left hand.

Ya Qing Yunshui blue, with a strong sense of blood entwined at the same time, circling through the entire ring, like a different kind of shackles, firmly wrapped around the root of Gu Jianhan's white and thin ring finger.

That day, Gu Jianhan sat on the couch for a long time.

He didn't take off the ring, but just lifted it up and stared at it blankly, wearing a thin undershirt, leaning against the window, watching, his eyes dimmed.

The ring was beautiful on the base of his ring finger. He had never worn a ring before, so he didn't know how it would fit on his hands.But he couldn't perceive the soul of the other ring connected to this ring anyway.

He opened his consciousness and searched carefully in the entire Qingxu Gate. At that moment, there was a strong wind in the Qingxu Gate, which was more than ten times stronger than the previous wind. It was the resentment and pain from the top of the mountains.The heavy snow piled up like ashes, and no one could see the way ahead in the dark mountain scenery. Only Dong Zhixue was still sitting on the plaque at the mountain gate, looking at the tree that was half buried in the East Pole Demon Realm. The Holy Light, and looked back at the heartbroken wind and snow inside the door.

This fateful snowstorm is getting bigger and bigger, and gradually spread to the places beyond Qingxumen, until the territory where all ethnic groups in the east, west, north, and south are located, it is as crazy as entering a no-man's land.The wind blows and the snow presses down, but unexpectedly it doesn't hurt anyone, it's just cold, freezing, and piercing.The wind and snow blew, but the crops in the fields of the world did not suffer any harm. They did not come to bring disasters, but they were also drifting aimlessly, in order to find traces of the people they were looking for between the sky and the earth.

Yet nothing was found.

He just fell asleep, and when he woke up, his A Yan had completely disappeared.

Not a word was left for him, no message to look for.Wen Yan's bamboo house on Lengyue Peak disappeared, his suitcase, backpack, Shiba Inu cotton slippers were all missing, and even the medical box in Luoxing Pavilion was also lost.Gu Jianhan opened the closet, and the clothes with the word "Yan" embroidered on the cuffs were still folded and put in place, but the yellow and white high-level disciple kendo uniforms were gone.The disciple's life card could not be found, and all the original objects about Wen Yan were found.

It seems that there are still his imprints everywhere in this world, but he is like a dream that is too real, and he has to disappear in the wind and snow after all——

How could he have the heart to leave him alone in the snowstorm?

He is not a dream, he has a smile, a temperature, a heart like an active volcano, but it stretches out the safest branches for him to settle down, and prevents the magma from melting his feathers.

What he said clearly, what he promised him, would always be by his side, every step of the way.

He won't break his word.

...who took his Ayan away?

"boom!"

The cold moon barrier shattered from the inside, and the gluttonous barrier surrounded by black mist on the outside also slowly dissipated. Gu Jianhan stretched out his hand to touch the dots of amber spiritual power, and seemed to be able to feel a little bit of uniqueness from it. It belongs to Wen Yan's warmth and breath.

He watched those spiritual powers dissipate between heaven and earth, and an indescribable emptiness instantly occupied his heart.He closed his eyes and called out the sword, his voice was as hoarse as a dying jackdaw in the desert, his eyes were empty, the bottom of his eyes was bloodshot, and his cheeks were pale.Du Shuang wailed in his hands, and the sword edge dragged across Xiangfei's bamboo floor, leaving a deep scratch.

His hair was as long as snow, and he was dressed in blood. His slender figure stood on the top of the mountains, and his eyes were attracted by the lingering holy light in the Eastern Demon Realm.

Suddenly, an ever-burning lamp lit up at the gate of the mountain, and the wick was supported by lotus leaves, reflecting the pear-like snowflakes. It was Lu Wenqing and his senior disciples standing under the plaque of the gate calling for the informal head above.After a while, two clusters of maple heart fires were ignited, which were the iconic flames of the Incense Bureau, the high-level fire used to make incense and incense, and the portable lamp of the director of the Incense Bureau, Lao Chunjing.

Standing at the gate of the mountain, she was facing the peak of the cold moon in the depths of the Qingxu Gate. She looked at the remnant soul floating on the mountain through the snowy wind. The flowers seemed to have withered, unable to survive the long winter under such extreme cold.

Moments later, the mountain gate ushered in an uninvited visitor.

It was a monster, shaped like a tiger with wings, its claws were sharp and poisoned, and there were wounds all over its body bleeding gurglingly. They let out bursts of terrifying and ferocious roars.

No—to be precise, it was roaring at Gu Jianhan who was behind them.

Dong Zhixue turned her head, just in time to see Gu Jianhan walking towards this side with a sword in hand, unhurriedly, but his eyes fell on the monsters in the snow without missing a beat.At that moment, his crimson pupils looked too frightening in the wind and snow, step by step as if he had just climbed up from the prison of thousands of ghosts, making it hard to tell which side is the more terrifying monster.

Gu Jianhan smelled the familiar smell of blood in the cold air.He approached there subconsciously, and he didn't see clearly until now, it turned out that it was because the monster was covered with A Yan's blood.

Did it take away his Ayan?

...

"The patient in Neurology Intensive Care Unit 1175 is recovering well, and will be transferred from the ICU to the general ward in a few days."

"Really? Didn't you say that you can't recover from it a few days ago?"

"Of course it's true! When I went to the office to collect the materials, I heard Director Chen speak with my own ears!"

"Don't you think it's weird? No surgery, and no cause can be found in the examination. People who are about to enter the morgue, and their vital signs suddenly returned to normal. This is not a TV show. Where did this come from?" A medical miracle?"

"It's rumored in the hospital that the handsome guy saved the galaxy in his previous life!"

"Handsome guy? How handsome is he?"

...

"doctor."

Wen Yan tried to communicate with the doctors in the intensive care unit.

An old expert who was over sixty years old sat beside him, staring at him unblinkingly with a pair of torch-like eyes, as if he was going to burn him through in the next moment.

He was accompanied by several doctors and assistants who were over half a century old. If not too many people were not allowed to be monitored at the same time in the intensive care unit, there would probably be more doctors and nurses around here.

"Doctor, can you remove the various threads on my body? I'm fine now, but the more I lie on the hospital bed, the more problems I have."

"Say such a long sentence!"

"Still fluent! Articulate clearly!"

"I haven't encountered such a case in my 40 years of practicing medicine!"

"worthy of study."

They fell into a new round of whispering.

Wen Yan sighed helplessly——

I hope Gu Jianhan won't do anything stupid.

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