Devil Venerable Also Wants to Know

Wen Ren'e walked around in front of Yin Hanjiang and saw his face flushed, holding a towel in his palm, with a jug next to him, holding an empty wine glass with the other hand, holding Wen Ren'e's robe in his arms.

"Sect Master Yin, are you invincible?" Wen Rene asked.

If the self-cultivator doesn't want to drink too much, he can force his spirits out and never get drunk. If he was drunk, either he did not force out the wine, or he was drinking immortal wine.

Wen Ren'e sniffed the wine jug, which is the kind of spirit wine he often drinks. It is made of Houshan Lingguo. It is not a good wine, and it is not intoxicating.

Yin Hanjiang was drunk, and the red dress slipped for the most part. He looked up at Wenrenhe halfway, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank back: "Don't you call me Hanjiang during this time? Why is it called Sect Master Yin again?"

"Han Jiang?" Wen Ren'e asked back.

He has never seen the appearance of Yin Hanjiang. The impression of Sect Master Yin is always in black, silent like a shadow. Even if Wen Ren'e knows that he is handsome, he usually does not show the mountains and the water, which is easy to be ignored.

The current Yin Hanjiang, the red clothes win the blood, the ink hair lightens with the breeze, and there is an evil spirit between the eyebrows. If it appears in the crowd, it will be the most attractive one.

Wen Ren'e remembered that Yin Hanjiang didn't drink normally, but dared to take a sip while he wasn't paying attention. He didn't expect that he would drink one cup after another now.

"This hip flask and glass ..." Wen Ren raised an eyebrow, vaguely remembering that after Yinhan Jiang stole the drink, he handed it to the other party.

"I have drunk it." Yin Hanjiang's lips pressed against the empty glass, and a light smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

A strange feeling rose in Wen Ren'e's heart. He observed the Yin Hanjiang he had never seen before, more striking than he had been silent.

"The deity thought you didn't like to drink." Wen Ren'e also sat on the left side of Yin Hanjiang. The development of the situation was beyond his expectations, but he didn't mind talking with Yin Hanjiang.

"Yes, I don't like to drink," Yin Hanjiang looked to his right, toasting into the empty night, "I love the wine I drink, and I drink it first, then I am willing to taste it."

Wen Ren'e: "???

He just noticed that every time Yin Hanjiang poured a glass of wine, he always tilted to the right without any items, and spilled a little wine, acting like he was feeding someone to drink.

After feeding the air wine, Yin Hanjiang turned the glass again, put the side just before the air on his lips, and slowly drank the wine.

"Sect Master Yin, who are you drinking?" Wen Ren'e felt wrong.

"Why, do you want to drink too?" Yin Hanjiang glanced at Wen Ren'e in a dizzy glance. He picked up the jug and shook it. "Unfortunately, there is no more wine."

He picked up the jug, wiped the red jug with no red dust, put the cold jug on his face, and closed his eyes happily, said: "This is the jug and glass I sent to you, He has drunk. "

He picked up the veil clasped in his palm again and said, "This is a kerchief that has been wiped by the Supreme Master. There is blood on the hand that protects the body. I clean it and put it away."

Wen Rene frowned. He thought for a long time before recalling that Shu Yanyan had mistakenly thought that he liked Baili Qingmiao, and lured Wen Rene to pursue Baili Qingmiao. At that time, in order to warn Shu Yanyan, Wen Rene almost penetrated her fingers. The skull and fingertips left Shu Yanyan's blood. Yin Hanjiang, who was standing behind Wen Ren'e at the time, handed out a veil. Wen Ren'e rubbed his hands and discarded it casually.

Yin Hanjiang wiped his face with the veil and smiled with satisfaction. Then he carefully put all the veil and the wine glass into the mustard space, and the broken army thorns were thrown around.

During the refining of the army, Wen Ren'e's blood soul was incorporated into it. He saw at a glance that this was the original sword of the army, Wen Ren'e could not help asking, "Sect Master Yin, is this your magic weapon of life? Isn't it a sword?" ? Why did it look like it is now? "

"Sovereign asked me to practice the sword, I would practice the sword. Sovereign felt that I was suitable for sword repair, and I was the sword repair." Yin Hanjiang held Wen Ren'e's clothes, his eyes blurred, "Sovereign will not allow me to die with him." , I'm alive. "

"Sovereign Yin, the deity is only a suggestion, but the deity does not necessarily suit you. You don't have to do everything according to my ideas." Wen Ren looked at Yin Hanjiang and suddenly realized that he had never seen this faithful subordinate, The Yin Hanjiang in his eyes is the self expressed by Yin Hanjiang according to Wen Ren'e's expectation.

He thought he had expressed clearly, who knew that Yin Hanjiang did not look at him, but stretched out his hand to the air in front of him, and seemed to be touching whose face, whispering: "Sovereign like Baili Qingmiao, do I? Send her to see him How are you? "

"The deity doesn't like her." Wen Ren'e affirmed.

This time Yin Hanjiang's eyes finally fell on Wen Ren'e. He raised his hand to grab Wen Ren'e's sleeve, but his palm crossed from Wen Ren'e's body. Wenren'e at the moment is a condensate of chaotic energy, without substance, which is untouchable.

"Deity ..."

Wen Ren'e just wanted to explain his current state, he heard Yin Hanjiang said: "Fake."

Yin Hanjiang's expression was so calm, just like going through thousands of times, he kept reaching out to the front, rear and right side, waving every time, and he laughed loudly in the sky: "Fake, it's all fake."

"Only this is true." He hugged Wen Ren'e's robe tightly, curled up, and lay on the edge of Lingquan. He closed his eyes quietly, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

"Sect Master Yin, how many of me do you have in your eyes?" Wen Ren'e now roughly understood the situation of Yin Hanjiang and couldn't help asking.

Yin Hanjiang did not answer. He would talk to the illusion when he was lonely, but he ignored it more often, especially when there were people on the scene, Yin Hanjiang was less likely to expose his weakness.

Wen Ren'e sat next to the sleeping Yin Hanjiang, recalling the ghost-faced man in the later period of "Battered Love Fenghua", combined with the Sect Master Yin in front of him, he seemed to understand what.

It is not that Yin Hanjiang is mad and crazy, but that Yin Hanjiang always suppresses his character in order to smell people.

Since reading the book, he has been telling Yin Hanjiang that what he needs is not a subordinate who listens to his words, but a comrade who can go side by side with him. From picking up the child and telling him to practice sword, Wen Ren'e always instilled what he thought was Yin Hanjiang, but this was not what Yin Hanjiang wanted.

Wen Ren'e thinks that Yin Hanjiang's qualifications are suitable for sword repair, and Yin Hanjiang goes to practice sword; Wen Ren'e thinks that Yin Hanjiang is his most trusted subordinate, Yin Hanjiang disguised his character as the most reassuring look; Thinking that Yin Hanjiang could support the Xuanyuan Sect after he left, Yin Hanjiang tried to do as he thought.

Whenever Wen Ren'e's ideas contradict Yin Hanjiang's nature, he always chooses Wen Ren'e.

Mozun was sitting by the Lingquan, and seeing the moon rising from the horizon, he used a real element to hold a cup of water from the mustard space, and the water reflected the moon in the sky.

This was Yin Hanjiang's favorite thing when he was a child, and it was given to Wen Ren'e after the Zhengmo battle.

A picture appeared in Wen Ren'e's eyes. The young Han River looked at the false moon in the water and smiled quietly.

"The deity is wrong." Wen Rene put away the cup of water and said softly.

He picked up the child, brought him into the way he wanted, and gave him what he thought was the best, but he never thought whether Yin Hanjiang needed these things.

The heart demon can never be formed overnight. From the beginning, Wen Ren'e planted the heart demon in Yin Hanjiang's heart.

He took out the red stone, held it in his palm, and whispered: "Borrow."

Wen Renhe, who was holding the stone, condensed into a solid, and the clothes transformed by the chaotic energy disappeared. He tapped his fingertips, put the clothes in Yin Hanjiang's arms on him, sat beside him, stretched out his palms, and gently stroked Yin Hanjiang's hair .

"Huh?" Yin Hanjiang had a strong sense of consciousness, and he woke up at once. He found his clothes were gone, his expression flustered, and there was no firm, calm appearance of the hard support there. He scratched around and looked for the robe.

Wen Rene waved his sleeves and his sleeves crossed on Yin Hanjiang's face. He grabbed the sleeves and whispered: "Here."

He saw Wen Ren'e actually wearing real clothes, grabbed Wen Ren'e's hand, and found out that it was an entity!

"Is the heart demon already strong to this level?" Yin Hanjiang shook his head absently, thinking it was fake in his heart, but holding his hand in Wenren's hand.

"Sovereign Yin, the deity is true, I am back from the sea of ​​nether blood." Wen Ren'e firmly said.

"Yes, Zun Shang is back." Yin Hanjiang didn't believe it and promised casually.

Wen Ren'e didn't mind him as a fake. He took this opportunity to say: "Wen Renjia's family is loyal to the king and loves the people, but he has succeeded in copying. I put together countless broken bones in the mass graves. A bone, I would expect to have a head on it, and people are still alive, but there is none. Probably since then, my heart has been obsessed, hoping that even someone who has heard of others will survive.

"Many years later, I thought I had let go of my heart, got rid of the turbulence of the red world, and cut off my relatives to embark on the road of cultivating immortality.

"When I picked you up in a mass grave, my first reaction was to touch your neck. Since then, I have confused you with the survivors of Wenren, and nurtured you by training an excellent general .

"It's my fault, my obsession, to make you look like you are now."

Wen Ren'e took Yin Hanjiang into his arms and whispered: "From now on, Yin Hanjiang doesn't have to live for Wen Ren'e, observe with your eyes, listen with your ears, don't wear masks, don't disguise, be you What I want to do. "

The warm embrace, the gentle voice, and the words that I have never heard made Yin Hanjiang know that this is a demon, but still willing to indulge in it.

"I want to avenge Venerable Venerable." Yin Hanjiang said, "My heart is cruel, and I may have broken the previous plan of Venerable Venerable. I must be patient, not wayward."

"You can be willful," Wen Ren E Road said, "The deity allows, what do you want, I will help you."

"I want to destroy all the things I like most, give them to you, and send them to accompany you, can you?" Yin Hanjiang raised his head and looked forward to Wen Ren'e.

"... the deity doesn't like Baili Qingmiao, don't need to burn her." Wen Ren'e clarified.

"It's great," Yin Hanjiang sighed softly. "It's no wonder that countless people can't extricate themselves from indulging in the illusion of heart and mind. This is such a beautiful thing."

"The deity is not a demon."

Yin Hanjiang didn't take this sentence seriously, he pursed his lips and summoned the courage to say: "Is it possible for my subordinates to like him?"