teach life and death

Chapter 112

Li Jienan still had that childish appearance. At that time, he was only 13 years old, his skin was as beautiful as snow, his pupils were still lacquered, and his lips were fat and not stained with the smell of fireworks. It's a fairy in the painting, or a ghost, male or female, indistinguishable between male and female. Fang Yansheng stepped forward and touched it suddenly. Before his fingertips got close, he saw Li Jianan change from that appearance to an arrogant and calm posture. The bullying King Lu.

He looked at him with unfamiliar eyes, wanting to kill him, but the next second he became tender again, suddenly like a picture scroll that was on fire, turning into ashes bit by bit, Fang Yansheng panicked and wanted to Extinguish, he saw Li Jianan stretching out his right hand that was about to be burned, and said with a smile.

"I'm waiting for you."

Fang Yansheng felt that he was going crazy. When his loneliness collided with the emptiness deep in his heart, Fang Yansheng stiffened his smile, and there was a dull pain like a knife that could not be ignored. Maybe Fang Yansheng should use a calm as water Reminiscing about the past between him and Li Jiannan?Or maybe he should accept Li Jianan's departure in the most tolerant way, and then use the most tragic method to get Li Jianan back.

In an instant, Fang Yansheng clenched his hands and just wanted to find Li Jianan quickly, how much ability he had and what situation he would put in him, how much anger and devouring torture he would endure at this moment, it seemed that he was doomed.

In a blink of an eye, he stood in the Qingluo Palace, with a faint fragrance of sandalwood filling his ears, and speckled sunlight poured in from the hollow carved windows unique to the Western Regions.

"Hey, you have to be restrained when you meet people later." Qing Zhili's voice sounded beside his ears, this scene is not an excerpt, the day when he will see Li Jianan again after many years.

If yesterday happened again, the old Ulyen would not have recognized him at that time.

He raised his eyes and saw the beautiful and dark young man and his new white wolf. The young man looked indifferent. Fang Yansheng's eyes followed his figure, eroding him strongly. Roaring with bared teeth, it is Li Yanan's wolf, and he is also Li Yanan's wolf, Li Yanan ignored him.

"His surname is Lan, and he doesn't like to talk much."

It's not that he doesn't like to talk, he has a lot of things to say, and it's heartbreaking, but he can say nothing, Li Jianan doesn't know him at all.

That fellow Wu Erye said suddenly, "Look at his poison, it was Xue Jian from Xiangyi Mountain who caught him. I asked this kid what he did, and he said he forgot." Fang Yansheng shook his hand, Xue Jian poisoned However, the Xuejian poison on Li Jianan's body was caused by him, by his own hands.

He didn't want to do anything, he longed, he wanted to hug Li Jinan, it took a lot of effort to be close to him, it almost killed him, he endured it, and in the blink of an eye, he exchanged a fold.

This is a beautiful path garden. The green grass continues its vitality wantonly. The setting sun, which is about to fall, sprinkles gently on the ground, overflowing with a different kind of warmth. Occasionally, a gust of wind will scent the flowers Light, the fallen petals come floating, who is dancing in the courtyard.

It's just such a beautiful and intoxicating scenery, and only such a warm sun, can I not feel ashamed in front of such a man, and lose all kinds of brilliance. , the posture of Qi penetrating Changhong, but it did not damage his fierce and gorgeous temperament at all, just like the most quiet and speechless rain, the breeze can brush his black hair and face.

In an instant, the young man only became more and more elegant, giving birth to such a calm and graceful manner, even the sword energy seemed to be endowed with life, wandering around him freely, taking his clothes and flapping gracefully, instantly making people feel This kind of illusion, as if dancing with a sword like this, he wants to ride the wind to go home, he can not touch the dust, and he can swim among the clouds if he is light. Fang Yansheng watched from a distance, only thinking that his young man had strayed into the mundane world fairy.

Fang Yansheng was stunned and suddenly looked at the young Li Jienan who suddenly raised his head and met his eyes, and laughed. His sword style was so fierce and beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off him. As he grows rapidly, he will become stronger, dangerous and charming, making him continue to sink.

"Are you waiting for me?"

"I'm waiting for you."

"I’m waiting for you."

"it is good."

Just for a moment, the young man was smiling, but his eyes were ruthless like a snake, and he stabbed him with the sword in his hand. Fang Yansheng didn't dodge, he was stabbed in the heart, and the blood seemed to flow upstream and concentrate in the stabbed heart. He smiled and stretched out his hand to touch the boy's hand to bring him closer, piercing his entire back directly. He didn't die immediately and couldn't feel the pain. How could he die? This is a dream, he hoped to die, but he Unable to die, Fang Yansheng almost knelt down. Li Jianan held his waist, looked down at him, and suddenly began to turn into bright red petals and drift away with the wind. At the last moment, he fell to the ground without support. The sword came out a few minutes after the impact, Fang Yansheng looked at the blue sky and the white clouds, and closed his eyes.

He opened his eyes and heard the sound of rushing water. He stood up and saw Li Jienanmo. He raised his hand and took off his hairband. Bunches of black hair slid down, fluttering slightly as they fell, and his snow-like neck There was a faint luster flowing on his face, and the light of different colored glazes shone in his eyes, and his eyebrows were picturesque. He untied the ribbon wrapped around his severed finger, and gently untied his robe, revealing white jade-like snow muscles, just like the best The mutton fat jade, under Fang Yansheng's gaze, glowed with radiance.

He walked away slowly, step by step, step by step without a trace of hair, and stepped into the barrel until the black hair on his ankles was slightly soaked, spreading the water, like a seductive snake in the water, and on his face like jade, There was a touch of indifference and wantonness, and a touch of ruthlessness between his brows, which made Fang Yan feel distressed for a while. He wanted to go over and hug him tightly, and lightly touch the water in the bucket. The water droplets splashed along his hands, leaving With the sound of ding-dong, small ripples splashed out, the eyelashes trembled slightly, covering the ruthless eyes in the ink, and he finally closed the ruthless eyes.

At this moment, Fang Yansheng saw that self coming out, the possessiveness and ugly greed on his face were clearly visible, after overlapping into one person, how did he repeat the actions at that time, stretched out his hands to caress the face that he was thinking about day and night, Touching down bit by bit, how hot his hand touched, trembling, trembling, Li Jianan's head leaned on his arm, and his red lips slightly opened and lowered following his movements. asthma.

Fang Yansheng leaned over and kissed him, his tongue hooked the other party like a blood-sucking leech, the silver liquid slipped into the water along his neck, Fang Yansheng saw Li Jinan opened his eyes, and bit his teeth lightly With the tip of his tongue, Fang Yansheng raised his hand to hug him, but before the blink of an eye, Li Jianan turned into water and poured water on his face, his hands, and his heart. Are the memories about to end?No, it's just the beginning,

Dark clouds permeated the sky, and the blood-red stench permeated the noisy battlefield. Wails and sword shadows bloomed and collided in the wind, screaming fiercely, and the piled up corpses became more and more horrifying. It was almost suffocating. At this moment, half of the remaining soldiers on both sides had died, and the two sides were facing each other in a bloody river. Fang Yansheng saw that Li Jianan was still standing in the Shura battlefield without a trace of smoke. He is the God who rules and judges.

"Unexpectedly, your concubine is really capable."

"The landlord?? Aren't you going to save him?"

He watched Li Yannan hold up the pure sword named Meiqian, probably they came from the same sect, Fang Yansheng's waist and Qing made a slight sympathetic sound, faintly, Li Yannan greeted that Fang Yansheng, the man in black robe, knew that he was Man Xin. They had fought each other before.And the two swarming seas of soldiers twisted and intertwined together, the fight between Li Jianan and Man Xin continued, blood mist flew all over the sky, and wailing flowed everywhere.

Fang Yansheng knew what would happen next, but he couldn't move, he was not a dreamer, he couldn't control his body, he could only watch how Li Jienan forced himself step by step, Li Jienan grew up very fast , but after all, he was still blinded by the hostility in his heart. Xue Jiandu made Li Jianan almost go mad, so it was his turn to play. How did he save Li Jienan without being noticed by others? Good at disguising, these people only thought he was from Xiang Yishan.

In the following intermittent years, he would go to find Li Yanan every now and then. Li Yanan may not know it, but he has been with him in secret for eight years. For eight years, he dared not show his face, but there will always be some traces. , To clear the obstacles for him, watching Li Jianan step by step to become an arrogant superior, everything seems to be under his control.

It's just that there will always be some troubles coming to the door. For example, the God City, this organization is very troublesome, and suddenly there is a momentum to block Li Jianan halfway. They have an obvious purpose and have some connections with Li Jianan. But in the end, in order to get the damned ninth-five position, when the gods took action, their strengths were actually on par. Frankly speaking, when Fang Yansheng and them came to a lose-lose situation, eight years later, they did not come out. After jumping around, Fang Yansheng can finally carry out his plan, but he doesn't have much confidence, after all, he is going to be old, Li Jienan must have had enough playing outside and wants to return to his side.

There must be a cause and an effect, and nothing can escape. What Fang Shicheng owed him back then was just enough to let him get close to Li Jianan. He was not cold-blooded, but Fang Shicheng was cold-blooded to him. The injury cannot be healed by making up for it, and it is not sincere. To be honest, Fang Yansheng had already found the answer from Fang Shicheng's eyes.

He seemed to be standing there thinking for a long time, and then he suddenly realized that the nine-fold catastrophe tower and the seventh-fold tower were all in a dream. Fang Yansheng suddenly understood that he could wake up, but he was reluctant to close his eyes and open the next fold. But he is not a dreamer, but a dream controller.

Opening.

It was a spring day, a day when a hundred flowers were in full bloom, the spring sun reflected in the pistils of thousands of flowers, the spring breeze swayed the flower branches in Lu Wang's mansion, the birds and swallows flew low, and the dance among the flowers was so beautiful, Fang Yansheng was in this spring scene, the sun was shining, All kinds of colors are intermingled in my heart, changing into a kaleidoscope-like picture in an instant.

The butler was sent to Li Yannan's mansion earlier by him. Li Yanan suspected that he was a wolf cub, but Fang Yansheng did not reveal anything. Years of secret coveting made him the person who knew Fang Yansheng best.

"My lord seems to be in a bad mood today, landlord, please don't provoke him any more." The butler looked at Fang Yansheng, who was brought back by the lord a few days ago. This person is their landlord, but now he looks innocent It seems that it is very important to pester their lord. He sees that the lord is a little resistant, and he is worried that the landlord will anger him if he is not careful. The landlord has taken the medicine of Young Master Qing, although it will not affect him. He showed his flaws, but he was still terrified.

"You continue to do your thing, I have my own measure." Fang Yansheng looked towards the theater where the babbling came from.

"The old slave knows." The housekeeper retreated respectfully.

This is a dream, this is supposed to be the eighth day when he came to Li Jienan, he walked the cobbled path to the theater, he pushed the door gently and walked in, he saw the back of Li Jienan's head as soon as he saw it , On the stage are actors, singing opera words, this life is like an opera, and opera is like life, and the opera singers directly perform the seven emotions and six desires of life, but after the opera is over, it still makes people procrastinate and continue to suffer, But Li Jianan just likes to watch this kind of show, and I don't know where he learned his tricky hobby.

"come over."

He heard Li Yanan's voice. At this time, Li Yanan was still very surly. He probably remembered his existence subconsciously. When Li Yanan was listening to the play, he came in to disturb him, but he could. Li Yanan would indulge him, but he would hear that sentence.

"I'm waiting for you."

Fang Yansheng expressionless, walked in front of Li Yannan, drew out his sword and stabbed it into Li Yannan's heart without hesitation, blood snaked down from the corner of Li Yannan's mouth, Fang Yansheng's pupils Shrinking and letting go, Li Jienan smiled and pulled out the sword bit by bit with his hand.

The Fudihong all over the ground was in full bloom, half the height of a human being. Li Jianan went to the nearest clump, pressed the thorns on the side, and broke off a clump and handed it to Fang Yansheng.

Fang Yansheng took it, looking at the bright red flower and the illusion fabricated in his world.

"Silly?"

Fang Yansheng repeated the scene he remembered clearly that day, and he heard himself say, "No, why do you want to send me off."

Li Yanan in front of him was acting stiffly, his expression was not as gentle as that inadvertently flowed out at that time

"You don't want either."

Fang Yansheng held the Fudihong plant, touching the spikes with his fingernails: "But there are thorns." You are not real either.

Li Jinan opened his slender hand and held it in front of his eyes: "If there is a thorn, I won't get hurt."

I wouldn't let the real Li Jienan get hurt a little, Fang Yansheng grabbed his hand and put it on his chest, picked up the Fudihong and pierced his heart, it was fake and empty.

"Give me Fudihong, and I'll give you my heart."

The author's gossip: One person kicks one foot, and we get it together, so much nonsense, it's dead on the street.