Ye Yunlan said hoarsely when the pain in his soul eased away.
âWe donât need to rest anymore. Letâs keep going.â
Shen Shu embraced him and put his head on his shoulders: âI always think Master has something youâre hiding from me.â
Ye Yunlan: âMaster is okay, donât overthink.â
âAlways like this,â Shen Shu said, âMaster always seems to have many things hidden in his heart, but he never wants to talk to others about it. Am I so unworthy of Masterâs trust? It really makes Disciple sad.â
He didnât hear any sadness in Shen Shuâs tone.
He only felt the other partyâs warm breath spraying on his neck, and then there was a slight itching. His hand was resting on his waist; no moderation at all.
Then he tore off his paws and walked to the second fork on the left.
Shen Shu sighed and hurriedly followed.
The two moved, one front and one back, in the dark.
When they stepped into another slightly empty crypt, a sudden clatter sounded in their ears. Countless bats flew up and made strange and harsh sounds, enough to surprise people.
Both of them had experienced countless things, so they quickly settled down and walked into the cave with unchanged faces.
Shen Shu: âThere are bats. Seems like the exit isnât far.â
Ye Yunlan looked at the turquoise pool that occupied most of the entire crypt, and that strange, familiar feeling rose again.
He frowned, looked around, then found that if he wanted to reach the passage to the other side of the crypt, he had to walk through this pool first.
Shen Shu actively proposed again: âWhy donât I carry Master and go over there.â
Ye Yunlan: âNot appropriate. We donât know how deep the pool is and if itâs dangerous.â
Shen Shu: âIf Master wants to know, just find a good-hearted person to try.â
Ye Yunlan: âExcept you and me here, where are the others?â
The flames flickered in Shen Shuâs hand.
The reflection on the soles of his feet was very long, winding backward.
He said: âNaturally, it isnât just you and me. Thereâs a person who has been behind us for a long time.â He turned around. âAm I right, good-hearted person?â
There was a black shuttle behind and no movement.
Shen Shu snorted coldly, then the Afterglow sword in his hand cut through the silence in the hole. His sword pointed to the darkness, âIf you donât come out again, the next sword will take your life.â
A bewildered figure walked out of the darkness.
Black hair scattered, blood covered his white clothes, and half of his soft face was bloody.
Rong Ran was entirely unable to maintain the illusion of being gentle and polite that he usually had. Staring at Shen Shu with resentment, he was like a poisoned snake, âWhat do you want?â
Shen Shu said casually, âOf course, it is for you to try the water out to see if there is any danger, good-hearted person.â
He said it like it was inevitable and right, making that person angry.
Rong Ranâs complexion changed abruptly and said: âShen Shu, if someone knows that youâre forcing your fellow sect members to explore this way, not only will your fellow sect brothers not let you go, but the commandment hall in the sect will never let you go!â
ââWhen he gets out, he must kill this kid without his corpse intact!
Rong Ran thought bitterly.
But before that, he must preserve his life first.
So he turned his head to Ye Yunlan with a pleading expression on his face: âAh Lan, seeing that when you were young, you and your Senior Brother had relied on each other and that Senior Brother took you into the Dao Sect, you wouldnât let your discipleâââ Ye Yunlan looked at him indifferently and finally said one sentence.
âRong Ran, Iâve already paid off the favor.â
He wouldnât have been driven out of the sect in such a terrible state in his past life if it wasnât for Rong Ran.
Later, he never stepped into Sky Sect. The past disappeared like clouds and smoke. What happened to Rong Ran afterward? He didnât know. He only knew that the huge Sky Sect would collapse in the catastrophe in the end.
And the sentiment that Rong Ran mentionedââ as early as when he was under the three thousand long steps of the sect, the other partyâs cold blade and blood-stained sight cut it to pieces.
Rong Ranâs complexion turned pale, âAh Lan, you canâtââ!â
Shen Shu didnât bother to listen anymore. Raising his hand and sweeping with his sword energy, he swept Rong Ran into the pool.
The icy water didnât pass over the top of the head. It seemed like it was dragging the person down with a huge amount of weight.
Rong Ran channeled spiritual power to his whole body and finally resisted this force. Then he desperately swam upstream. When his head finally surfaced, his wet hair mixed with his fleshy face made him look like a monster crawling out of the water.
Before he could take a breath, his ankle felt something slender. It was densely packed, and then he felt a sting of pain. Next, the pain made him wish he was dead, then gradual paralysisâŚ
Rong Rang became aware of what happened and screamed: âSnake! There are snakes!â
But Rong Ranâs struggles churned out the green lake surface beside the water waves, and countless circles of small ripples were spreading.
ââIt was countless, faint blue snakes.
Ye Yunlan suddenly turned his head and looked at Shen Shu.
Seeing him looking, Shen Shu tilted his head. âWhatâs wrong, Master? Do you need me to save him?â
Ye Yunlan: âShen Shu, arenât you⌠afraid of snakes?â
He hadnât forgotten Shen Shuâs reaction of retracting into his arms when he met a snake in the hot spring at Yanhui Peakâs back mountain.
Shen Shu told him that he was used as a demon puppet when he was a child. The people of the Demon Sect had refined him, and he was thrown into a snake cave with his stomach broken. He remembered clearly.
Shen Shu was stunned. He didnât expect that his âselfâ was still afraid of snakes. After all, there were many more terrifying things than snakes in Demon Abyss. But, he couldnât show anything out of the ordinary in front of Ye Yunlan.
âIâm really scared; can Master hug me?â
Ye Yunlan pursed his lips.
âAre you still a child?â
Shen Shu blinked, showing a little bit of disappointment on his face. He lowered his eyes because of his grievance.
ââAlthough he was only pretending and didnât feel afraid or wronged, he didnât expect Ye Yunlanâs response.
Unexpectedly, someone embraced him the next moment.
That embrace wasnât warm nor very generous.
It just made him feel gentle.
The cold fragrance on the other partyâs body seemed to come from the past.
He faintly smelled something he recalled fondly, like a white flower in his dark life.
Ye Yunlan raised his hand and rubbed his head.
Unlike when he was younger, he was no longer taller than Shen Shu. When he leaned against Shen Shu while he hugged him, his cold, low-pitched voice slowly passed into Shen Shuâs ears.
The author has something to say: Rong Ran: mmp (curse, a forbidden word in Sichuan dialect. = = something like âyour mother is a b****â)