The Scum Shou’s Survival Guide

The ancestors trembled and reached out, trying to gently touch the eyes of Ye Hao, but stopped when he was less than an inch away from his eyelashes.

Ye squinted at the eyes, it seemed to be somewhat doubtful, but soon his face appeared to be full of color. He felt that Zongxi held his hand in trembling, sighed with a slight sigh, and his lips were slightly raised. Showing a touch of faint smile: "I'm fine, don't worry."

The arrival of this day, in fact, they are all in the heart of it is sooner or later, but did not expect that the time he insisted ... is shorter than imagined.

Another example is the deep sea, but also the time is ruthless, and God wants to get people.

Ye Hao raised his hand and tried to touch the face of Zongtang, but his eyes were dark, and this hit the shoulder of Zongxi. His hand slowly went up, along the neck of the Ancestral Hall, the chin... finally Caressed his face.

The cool fingers touched Zongtang's skin and traced his outline. He seemed to use this way to remember this person in his heart.

Ye Hao smiled slightly: "Although I can't see you, I still remember what you look like, I won't forget you."

Just as you will not forget me.

Zongxi eyes are red, lips are shaking, yes... I know you won't forget me, I know.

Ye Hao said: "Don't be sad, actually I am very satisfied."

Zong Yu’s painful eyes closed, how could he not be sad? He used to think that this person didn't love him, and he struggled to resurrect this person... but he wanted to leave him by his side.

Even if I say more hate, more grievances, I can't open it, I can't let it go.

Even if this person does not love him, he wants him to live and live by his side.

Now he finally understood that Ye Hao loved him, but this time, he did not even have the opportunity to recover. He had to completely lose this person. He brought him back with his own hands and personally ruined him.

They could have been gods and monks, but they were born to die.

Ye Xie saw that Zongxi was not talking, although he could not see the expression of Zongtang, he also knew that he was very uncomfortable at the moment. This person... always likes to take the mistake to himself, but because he loves him.

Ye Hao slowly sat up, he could not see, but he held the hand of Ancestral Hall, can feel the temperature of the Ancestral Hall, there is a feeling of extra peace of mind, because this is a countless years... This person’s companionship has become Part of his life, he knows that unless this person dies, he will always protect him.

No matter when he turns back, this person is by his side.

Ye Hao smiled softly and said: "Three thousand years ago, I was already dead. The time is... You stole it for me. You and I will never be detached. This road will be long and will go to the end. ”

"It’s just that it’s not your fault."

Zong Yi feels that his blood is solidified. He can't move. For a long time, he finally makes a hoarse voice: "It shouldn't be."

You could have lived for a long time, you don't have to die for the sake of the spirit of the gods, you don't have to be trapped in the spirit wall because of me, and you don't have to... the last soul flies, and there is no chance of reincarnation.

These should not be.

Ye Hao smiled: "I feel that my life is not bad."

He looked up and slowly kissed the lips of the Ancestral Hall. Although the two were dull and dull, like a gemstone, it seemed that he could still see that his persistence was firm, and even if he died, he could not cover his light.

Ye Hao said: "I am very fortunate to have you accompany me to go lonely. I only regret one thing, that is, I stabbed that sword at the beginning... The only thing I regret is that I kill I loved the person I loved, but I didn’t even have a chance to say it."

"I didn't let him know until he died, I love him."

"But I didn't expect... I love someone who is still alive. I still have a chance to see him again. I still have a chance to say sorry to him... I have a chance to let him know, my heart."

"Even if I don't become a fairy... I have no regrets in my life."

Ye Hao’s soft laughter, like coming from a distant place, drifted into the ears of the Ancestral Hall, with a sly affection, intoxicating and gentle: "So you know it... I don't blame you."

Zong Yi finally reached out, slowly, holding this person tightly, his eyes sorrowful.

Um... I know.

I know.

[叮, 浚 浚 blackening value -1, current blackening value 0]

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Ye Hao was blind, so he did not go down the mountain again, and Zong Yi stayed with him around him.

Zong Pu seems to adjust his emotions very quickly. He is not willing to let Ye Qilian’s last days be reassured because of his own sorrow. He pretends to be free and easy. He smiles and says to Ye Hao: "What do you want to eat today, I will give you do."

Ye Hao thought for a moment, and the voice was gentle: "There is nothing special to eat. I like what you do." What he didn't see was how painful the face was in the relaxed tone of Zongtang. What a despair.

When Zong Yi heard the words, he went to cook for Ye Hao. In fact, their cultivation was already in the valley, and there was no need to eat at all. But in this last time, he only wanted to be a pair of ordinary people with Ye Hao. As the body goes from bad to worse, the Ancestral Hall will make the heavenly treasures a food for him to eat, even if he only drinks and quenches thirst, he can't see Ye Hao die and do nothing.

Even if he is desperate again, he will do his best until the last moment.

Not long after, Zongtang made the meal, because Ye Hao couldn't see it very conveniently, and Zong Yi personally fed him to eat and sandwiched the dish to his mouth.

Ye Xiaowei smiled, there was no blindness and confusion, and he did not face the fear of death. He was calm and comfortable.

But the more he is, the more sad he is, because he knows that Ye Hao just doesn't want his pain, he doesn't care, he always, so think about him...

I have never really understood before, Ye Hao’s intentions for him.

At night, Ancestral Hall, holding Ye Hao to sleep, did nothing, just embraced each other. He kept squinting at Ye Hao. Even if he had passed another 10 million years, he would not forget the appearance of this person. Still want to see more... remember, be more careful...

Ye Hao couldn't see it, and he didn't find that Zong Yi didn't sleep all night.

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After another two days, Ye Hao found that his taste disappeared. He couldn’t taste the taste of the ancestral meal. No matter what he entered, he didn’t feel anything. He tasted the same wax, but he didn’t say it, but Pretending to be the same as in peacetime.

This day, Zong Yi made another meal for Ye Hao. He took a bite from Ye Hao and asked, "How?"

Ye Hao still smiled and said: "Good."

Zongtang was relieved a little. This spirit grass is very rare and rare. He is also doing it for the first time. I am afraid that it will not be good. But when I look at Ye Hao’s relish, I will let my heart go, and I will be full when I am ready to eat. I tasted it. This taste, the expression of Ancestral Hall suddenly changed.

The taste is not good at all. This kind of grass has conflicted with one of the elixir, and the degree of its inability to eat can not even eat the second.

Zongtang slowly looked up at Ye Hao, and his eyes were extremely desperate.

Ye Hao didn't know Zongxi's expression. When he saw him for a long time, he smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zong Tong’s throat is sobbing, can’t speak, is it so difficult to eat, can you eat it? Or... you don’t even know what you are eating...

Zongtang held his lips tightly for a long time and said with difficulty: "Nothing."

You don't want me to know, I just don't know.

You don't want me to be sad, I pretend not to be sad.

Zong Yi waved his hand and put the table up. He gently picked up Ye Hao and walked out of the house. Then he went to the bamboo forest to put him down. The two men walked hand in hand.

This bamboo forest leafhopper is very familiar. The cool breeze blows at night, there will be a touch of fragrance, and it will be refreshing, but today, apart from the cool breeze, he has nothing to feel... his sense of smell has also been lost.

The extent of this physical deterioration is getting faster and faster.

In the evening, the two returned to the house and lay on their bed. Ye Hao couldn't sleep for a long time. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the direction of the Ancestral Hall. He gently said: "You will talk to me." ”

Because soon, I will not hear your voice.

Zongxi’s voice was hoarse and smiled lowly: “Well, what do you want to hear...”

Ye Hao thought for a moment and said: "Just talk about it, I don't know what happened, how did you survive?"

Zong Yi is not willing to recall the painful and dark memories, but if Ye Hao wants to listen, there is nothing to say, the color of his memories appears in his eyes, and he slowly said: "In fact, I did not expect that I can still survive... ... I woke up and found that I had a soul left in the wind and drifted into the demon domain. I was not willing to die like that, thinking that I would come back to see you anyway, and stand in front of you again and live."

He said that the understatement, but no one knows the dangers, in that place is the demon domain of the demon, he smashed the soul, encounters the danger of numerous souls flying, and countless times of death and death... but he finally persisted It has endured endless pain, endless torture, and finally the true devil.

However, these difficult details are not necessary to tell Ye Hao, because Ye Hao will blame himself.

Zong Yi gently held Ye Hao, the voice contained a low smile: "Probably life should not be, if you think about you, you are not willing to die."

His voice is laughing, but his eyes are full of sorrow.

Yes, because I miss you, I am thinking of you, whether it is hate or love, it is all you, it is you who let me live in such a situation, with a stubbornness.

And this time, what else is worth me to remember?

It’s almost gone.

Ye Hao's gray eyes fixed on the direction of Zongtang, and suddenly there was any hot liquid flowing down the corner of his eye.

Zong Yi saw that he was crying, and he was very distressed and confused: "What?" He has tried to simplify those things, and did not say those difficult dangers. Why did Ye Hao still cry? He quickly said: "I am fine, I am living well now, and all are gone."

Ye Hao shook his head and still didn't talk, just silent tears.

He didn't have the courage to ask a word, didn't have the courage to ask Zong Yi: Then will you still live like this now?

He is afraid that the answer is unbearable.

The people who cultivated the immortals have a long life, but they are more determined and persistent in their feelings. If they move their heart, they become obsessive... If a mortal is short-lived, it can still be three.

Probably a long time ago, a long time ago... probably from the moment they became a Taoist, in the moment when the world was a testimony, the moment of blood and spirit, he knew that Zongxi would not abandon him and live alone.

At this moment, he thought that if the ancestral sect can also make a slap in the face, how good it should be.

Ye Hao closed his eyes and whispered: "Nothing."

In the end, he still couldn't ask the sentence and failed to ask for excessive demands.

He has been suffering for three thousand years, is it necessary to make a more painful decision for him? This is not what Zongxi wants.

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Ye Hao's asleep, and woke up awkwardly, suddenly found a silence in his ear.

[Ye Ye: Mom, I am so scared, I can’t hear it too quiet! All the flashes in my head are all kinds of ghost films 5555. Why do I have to watch so many ghost films! ! ! 】

[Ye Ye: I feel flustered everywhere. Every step is afraid of stepping on the air. You don’t know how hard it is for me to install it. As a new scorpion, I am really difficult to calm down. I need time to adapt. QAQ 】 This is too hard to load...

[Ye Wei: 5555, why don't you talk to me, talk to me? 】

[888:......]

[888: I am not your mother. 】

The air is in a strange silence.

[Ye Wei: I am wrong, you are my father QAQ]

[Ye Ye: Dad and I will talk for a while, I am so scared! 】

[888: Don't worry, you can't live for long. 】

[Ye Ye: Dad QAQ]

Ye Hao can't listen, can't see, can't eat, I feel that I am almost a living dead person. If there is no 888, don't say three days, he will be embarrassed for three seconds.

Zongtang slowly woke up and watched the sky bright outside. The sun came in from the east, and it seemed to be no different from every morning before.

He held Ye Hao and whispered in his ear: "Qianhong..."

Ye Wei did not respond.

Zong Yi thought that he hadn't woken up yet, and he screamed lowly. Then he said: "Mu Yuanqing and I told you yesterday that I want to come over to see you. He is very busy recently, and he has recruited many new items to Xuan Guangzong. disciple."

However, Ye Hao did not seem to hear it at all.

Zong Yi glimpsed a little, stroked his face, and screamed again. After a while... The eyes were filled with sadness.

You can't hear it, are you?

Every minute and every second of every day, like the blunt knife-cutting torture, has caused the ancestral pain to be numb, and there will be no more emotional fluctuations.

He did not continue to call Ye Hao, so he was lying there with him, quiet.

The world is so quiet, except for the occasional breeze, there is no other voice. There are only two of them in the world...only each other, nothing else.

At about the afternoon, Ye Hao woke up and he quickly realized that he could not hear it, but his expression was calm.

This is a pre-knowing death, no accidents, only helplessness.

Ye Hao gently said: "Are you still?"

Zongtang did not speak, but held Ye Hao’s hand and ten fingers.

Ye Hao knew that he was by his side. His lips moved and seemed to want to say something, but there was nothing to say. In the end, he just smiled. "I am a little sleepy and want to sleep again."

Zong Yi nodded and looked at him tenderly.

Ye Hao Ming Ming just woke up, but felt very tired, then closed his eyes again, slept again, and only said these two sentences.

Zong Yi looked at him like this, and he didn't blink.

After a long time, until the Xishan Mountain, Zongtang gently picked up Ye Hao and walked to the edge of the cliff overlooking the foothills of Yunfeng Mountain.

The sun is gradually falling, the red illuminates the clouds, looks like a red sea of ​​clouds, and the color gradually deepens and extends to the far side... There seems to be no end.

Zong Yi bowed his head and looked at the people in his arms and said softly: "You told me before, you like the scenery here best."

He knew that Ye Hao had not heard anything, but he still said it himself.

"You used to stand here alone. Every time you look at it, you feel like you are going to be a fairy at any time, leaving the world, leaving me... nothing."

"I am standing by your side so hard, but I want to be able to catch you, keep up with you and become your concern."

"Thinking that if you really want to leave one day, I can be with you wherever you go..."

Ye Hao quietly fell asleep, the face of the cold as a fairy is reflected by the setting sun, the beauty is like a picture.

The jade of his eyebrows, suddenly slamming, completely shattered, covered with mottled cracks, lost the last ray of light, like a faint stone without any aura, can not see the whole fairy cloud dispute Grab the wall of the spirit.

And his body also lost the last temperature.

Keeping it asleep, it becomes eternal.

Zong Yi coveted the person in his arms, the instrument he personally created, and eventually lost his soul, leaving only the cold body.

Just like the two thousand years before that.

For those two thousand years, he confronted this cold body day and day, summoning his soul day after day, calling him back... and now he is still only this cold body.

Zongxi’s eyes were tender and indifferent, and he bowed his lips and kissed the cold lips of the leaves.

You said that you have no regrets in your life.

In fact, I should not have regrets. I have received your love. What regrets can I have? It should be satisfied.

I have said that eternal life will never be separated.

Three thousand years ago, I made such a promise. After three thousand years, I still fulfilled my promise. I have you in this world, and I am there. I will accompany you wherever you go.

Living together to die, never give up.

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Mu Yuanqing did not go down for a long time, because the death of the night Yin, Tianhai Palace was expelled, and the fairy cloud gradually recovered to calm, and it was a waste of time.

As a disciple of Xuan Guangzong, he was busy. On this day, he went to the mountain to recruit new disciples and went to a town where he had been to Ye Hao. The time flies and smashed into the sea, and the mortal personnel changed too much.

Mu Yuanqing inadvertently saw a human snack, which was similar to the taste of Ye Wei, who used to eat it. When he thought that Ye Hao also liked it, he bought something that he couldn’t wait to bring back.

He didn't stop all the way, afraid that time was too long, things were cold, and he soon came to Wang Yunfeng.

It’s just that Wang Yunfeng’s quiet and empty, no one, Mu Yuanqing looked for a while, bamboo forest, the house... searched everywhere, did not see the figure of Ye Wei and Zong Yi, the heart is inexplicably uneasy.

Mu Yuanqing went all the way to find it, and finally came to the peak of Wang Yunfeng.

The mountains were empty and empty, and there was a sweeping view. Mu Yuanqing looked at the front and the things in his hands fell on the ground.

Among the boundless clouds, look at the cliffs of Yunfeng's mountains.

Only one and two swords are inserted in isolation.

One is Xuan Xuan, one is drowning.