Cold.

Ye Changtian shivered, as if he had been thrown into an ice cellar, cold as a knife, cutting the protection of the surface of his body, crawling into the bones, biting and devouring his own vitality.

The cold in the dream, the curled up body tangled in the brocade quilt.

The brocade was lifted, and the delicate arm passed under Ye Changtian's body, looking at the painful frowning brow, and pressed Linglong's body up.

Hot.

The woman's brows furrowed slightly, but she didn't hesitate, and with a slight force in her arm, she hugged Ye Changtian into her arms and hugged her tightly.

The warmth of the skin gradually warmed up, and even the breathing was a little short, and the face was burning.

"It's not honest when you're hurt!"

The woman gritted her teeth and trembled and took down the hand that was attached to her chest, but she didn't want that hand to slide to her abdomen again, the woman's body stiffened, and she hurriedly grabbed Ye Changtian's hand, tightly, and didn't let that hand play.

Seeing that Ye Changtian gradually calmed down, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, her heartbeat kept beating on her heart, and she wanted to cry noisily.

After a long time, the woman let go of Ye Changtian's hand, stretched out her hand to feel Ye Changtian's forehead, the heat finally receded, and the gloom on her brow had been swept away, so she got up cautiously, walked to the screen on the side with her cheeks crimson, took off her shirt and put it on, and tied the ribbon.

glanced back at the sleeping Ye Changtian, and cautiously walked out of the room.

The woman hurriedly walked into the herb hall and flipped through the pharmacopoeia with anxiety in her eyes.

"Where is the recipe for Bazhen Soup? I remember that the master obviously put it here, why is it gone? ”

"Haha, I found it!"

"Angelica, Chuanxiong, Rehmannia Rehmannia, White Peony, Ginseng, Licorice, Poria Cocos, Atractylodes ......"

The woman grabbed the herbs according to the prescription, then ran to the side to light a fire to fry the medicine, and returned to the room from time to time to take a look, and saw that Ye Changtian still did not wake up, so she guarded the small stove steadily.

Half an hour later, the soup was decoctioned, carefully poured out, and the bowl was placed on a tray and brought to the room.

Looking at Ye Changtian who was in a coma, the woman blew the decoction, pinched Ye Changtian's jaw, and with a slight force, Ye Changtian's mouth was opened, and the spoon sent the soup, but it flowed out again, and even choked Ye Changtian, so anxious that the woman hurriedly wiped it.

Seeing that she couldn't feed the decoction, the woman thought about it, slapped a spoonful with a spoon and put it into her mouth, slowly lowered her head, and gently kissed the warm thin lips.

"Ahem—"

The woman hurriedly got up, knocked over the table behind her, and spilled the medicinal soup.

The woman looked at Ye Changtian, who opened her eyes, and was stunned.

"Dye the clouds?"

Ye Changtian was stunned, looking at those clear and bright eyes, with a heroic face in tenderness, he was a little in a trance.

"Long heaven, you're awake. ”

Tang Ranyun hurriedly stepped forward, looked at Ye Changtian, who was sprayed with medicine, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe it.

Ye Changtian blinked, looked at Tang Ranyun with a crimson face, and asked softly, "I can't be dreaming, right?"

Tang Ranyun glanced at Ye Changtian, his neck was so ashamed, his jade hand clenched the handkerchief, and asked sadly, "Have you ever dreamed of me?"

"It seems that this is still a dream. You asked me that last time. ”

Ye Changtian wanted to sit up, but found that he was very weak.

"Changtian, this is not a dream. ”

Tang Ranyun hurriedly helped Ye Changtian up, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile.

He dreamed of himself.

That's enough.

Ye Changtian looked at Tang Ranyun, stretched out his hand to caress the delicate face, perceiving the gentleness and warmth, his eyes couldn't help but moisten, the corners of his mouth were bitter, and he said softly: "Ranyun, is it really you?"

Tang Ranyun nodded heavily, tears slid down, and said in a choked voice: "It's me, Changtian." None of this is a dream. ”

Ye Changtian wiped away a tear from Dye Yun, and another tear, and in the end, his eyes were also hazy.

met Tang Ranyun in the East China Sea, at that time she was just a heroic and proud woman, the relationship between the ghost forest, the temporary farewell of Dongling, and an infatuation, so she stayed.

After what happened to the Tang family, Tang Ranyun gave his own resoluteness and infatuation.

In the face of Rong Zhi's death battle, he did not retreat, but he insisted on it.

A lifetime of tenderness,

The third generation lived up to its original intention.

This woman has a different kind of strength and heroism, with different infatuation and gentleness, and is a woman who loves with her life.

When the two hugged each other, the love was decided.

Later, after the Battle of Falling Snow, Tang Ranyun disappeared, but Ye Changtian was unable to move by the Gu Lingdan, if it wasn't for Tai Zi who brought the news, Ye Changtian didn't know what step he would have taken.

The tragedy of Yuan Zhao ended and the overthrow of Canghai Hall, in the final analysis, a large part of the reason was because Yuan Zhao bullied Tang Ranyun.

It has been 14 years since the two parted.

In the past fourteen years, Ye Changtian has gone through many turmoil and disasters, and in the past fourteen years, Tang Ranyun has also survived gazing and missing.

It's hard to meet, it's hard to meet!

Ye Changtian didn't know where Tang Ranyun went, and Tang Ranyun couldn't leave the Funeral Valley.

I haven't seen it for years,

Letterhead for safety.

The wild goose never returned,

Lonely shadow cold moon string.

Ye Changtian couldn't get more news from Tang Ranyun, Tai Zi brought the news of peace, the mysterious Shang, the damned Tang Gu brought the letter of Ranyun, only these two times, and only twice.

Looking at Tang Ranyun in front of him, Ye Changtian stretched out his hand, gently pulled Tang Ranyun into his arms, and said in a low voice: "Ranyun, whether it's a dream or not, let me hug you first." ”

Tang Ranyun gently hugged Ye Changtian, not daring to touch Ye Changtian's wounds.

Ye Changtian didn't have any worries, he hugged hard, feeling the tenderness squeezed from his chest, and he worked harder.

This is not a dream.

Ye Changtian came to his senses.

It's just that you shouldn't be in the Black Grave Forest?

What the hell is going on with the sinking lake?

What happened to Blue Wine and Cloud Cry?

Forget it, with the pure spirit, the blue wine will definitely be fine, and as for Yun Wai, he shouldn't be able to die.

"Dye Yun, it seems that all this is true. ”

Ye Changtian laughed, looked at Tang Ranyun who was sitting on the side with a red face and said.

"That's natural. ”

Tang Ranyun's eyes moved slightly, and his smile was shallow.

Ye Changtian leaned on the pillow, admiring Tang Ranyun's beauty, and said softly: "You just fed me medicine......

"Don't say it, it's a dream!"

Tang Ranyun blushed.

"Oh, I seem to feel like someone got into my bed, and I don't know which guy took advantage of me while I was unconscious......"

Ye Changtian squinted slightly, and a trace of cunning light flashed in his starry eyes.

"Ah, you, you—"

Tang Ranyun was suddenly shy, and he got up and was about to leave.

Damn it!

It turned out that he didn't sleep honestly, and he did it on purpose!

Ye Changtian looked at Tang Ranyun who was cleaning up the medicinal soup, and said with a smile: "I thought it was spring, and I had a dream......

"Don't speak!"

Tang Ranyun glared at Ye Changtian fiercely, packed up his things and put them on the table in the room, then walked back, looked at Ye Changtian, and asked with concern, "Changtian, how are you feeling now?"

Ye Changtian grabbed Tang Ranyun's hand, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and said with a smile: "I have survived more serious injuries than this, this injury is nothing." ”

"Then I'll bring you another bowl of medicinal soup. ”

Tang Ranyun walked out with a smile, his steps were brisk, and he didn't even close the door.

Ye Changtian sensed the residual warmth in his hand, a little bit of the power of the stars slowly surfaced, the injuries on his shoulders and heart slowly recovered, glanced at the direction outside the door, and dodged into the Fusang space.

"Xuan'er, how is Qiansuo?"

Ye Changtian changed into a white coat and suddenly appeared, startling Ye Xuan'er who was in a daze, Ye Chan'er also flew over, landing on Ye Changtian's shoulder and chattering.

"Brother Ye, you finally woke up. ”

Ye Xuan'er stood up suddenly, and hurriedly grabbed Ye Changtian to check left and right, and when she saw that Ye Changtian was fine, she relieved herself and said, "Qiansuo is still in the lotus, her anger is very heavy, and it is not easy to make her submit." ”

After Ye Changtian took a few blood-replenishing pills, he walked to the side of the torch, and above the torch, it was not fire, but a blue lotus.

Through the light and shadow of the blue lotus, you can even see Qiansuo's counterattack and struggle.

"Give her some time, when the anger is too much, I believe that the dust dream will wake up. What I want is not a thousand Suo, but a dream of dust. ”

Ye Changtian no longer paid attention to the Blue Lotus.

Chu Chu took Fu Xiqin, but what Chu Chu didn't know was that Fu Xiqin was already injured.

Maybe it's the seal that has been too long, maybe it's the erosion of Qiansuo's anger, or maybe there has been an accident in Fuxiqin itself, and the Fuxiqin artifact itself has been damaged, which may be the reason why Qiansuo is in a hurry to be reborn.

Fuxi Qin, itself is made of Tianyin Shen Tan Tree, Qiansu attaches great importance to Tianyin Shen Tan Tree, its purpose is extremely clear.

What Qiansu wants is to be reborn!

Replace the damaged body with a new body!

Yes, the main tree of the Tianyin Shen Sandalwood Tree has been completely destroyed by Ye Changtian. But there is also a new Tianyin Shen Sandalwood tree in the Fuso space, which means that Qiansuo's plan is still possible.

Of course, this requires Fu Xiqin!

As a machine spirit, Qiansu cannot exist away from Fu Xiqin, but that is the general situation, because here, there is another world, an independent existence.

Ye Xuan'er used ancient techniques to condense the Blue Lotus to lock up Qiansuo, and at the same time, protect it.

It is true that the Fu Xiqin that Chu Chu has taken now is an artifact, but it is an artifact without a tool spirit, and this kind of artifact is destined to be unable to truly exert its power.

However, this is enough to become Chu Chu's most powerful weapon.

After all, the Xuanyuan Sword without a spirit has surpassed the spirit weapon too much.

Ye Changtian remembered the "Sixty-four Styles of Crisp Soul" that he handed over to Chu Chu, and with the powerful Fu Xiqin, Chu Chu faced Su ruthlessly, would he have a better chance of winning?

As for Chu Chu's threats and abductions, Ye Changtian didn't care.

Chu Chu's darkness is not a day or two, and it is not too difficult for him to get out at that time, but he just wants to see Chu Chu's conscience.

She left the Xuanyuan Sword behind and gave the answer.

No matter how dark it is, no matter how unscrupulous it is, Chu Chu still has a trace of light in his heart.

Ning Xiaoxue retreated again, and heard Ye Xuan'er say that Xiaoxue had entered the realm of Xiyi, and it was estimated that it would take a while to get out of the customs, but as for Zi Ling, there was still no sign of getting out.

Ye Changtian knew that Zi Ling wanted to step into the eighth order in one fell swoop.

Because Zi Ling knows that the peak of the seventh order is not enough to protect it!

Only the eighth order is the foundation of Tianmen's foothold!

The lack of Mahayana monks is the biggest safety hazard in Tianmen, and it is also the root cause of the constant turmoil.

There is no Mahayana,

Xuanling is not a large sect.

Zi Ling wants to use his own efforts to become the first person to protect the Heavenly Gate.

Ye Changtian left the Fusang space, and seeing that Tang Ranyun hadn't come back yet, he got up and walked to the door, and when he passed by the screen, he glanced at it and couldn't help but be stunned.

On the top of the screen, there are lines of poetry written, as well as some short sentences and fragments.

Ye Changtian seemed to see Tang Ranyun sitting in front of the screen, swaying the loneliness and loneliness of ink.

One stroke of the place,

It's all lovesickness.