There is a dream in the past life and the fate of this life

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Yun Ting's heart suddenly slammed like a deer, he looked away in panic, only to find that his hand had already been held by him.

"There are still two days to go. The journey is dangerous. I will accompany you." The Taoist priest said to him tenderly.

Yun Ting tilted his head, eyes full of surprise: "Do you know where I'm going?"

The Taoist priest smiled and said nothing.

Yun Ting trembled all over, guilty of not daring to look up at him again: the person in front of him is so powerful, does he know all the secrets in this body?

"What's the matter, is there something uncomfortable? Why are your hands so cold?" Dao Chang didn't realize what he was thinking, he raised his hand and put it to his mouth to breathe.

Yun Ting watched his every move showing caring, and the expression on his face gradually dimmed, but he couldn't pull that hand back no matter what.

He thought: "The Nether Mountain is so dangerous, with him as company, of course the chances of winning are much higher. As for the kindness owed to him, let Allah repay it himself!"

But I don't know if it was his illusion, the Taoist priest seemed to know what he was thinking, and he held his hand even tighter. The temperature revealed from the palm of his hand seemed to pierce into his blood. deep in the soul.

He didn't speak, and the priest remained silent all the way.

Walking to the top of the mountain, it was already dawn, the sky turned white, and the red light began to shine brightly on the top of the mountain. The red sun was about to rise, and Yun Ting stopped involuntarily.

He stared blankly at the brighter and brighter light above the sea of ​​clouds, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Wow, so beautiful!"

"If you like it, I can watch it with you every day from now on." The man who seemed to be old-fashioned, when talking about pampering, was so slippery.

Yun Ting didn't answer, but his face was slightly hot.

The Taoist priest did not turn a blind eye, but directly teased: "You are blushing."

Yun Ting: "...Is it too hot for me?"

Over there, he smiled hoarsely: "Yeah."

At noon, the two took a nap under the tree.

The noon sun was scorching hot, and Yun Ting's complexion was fair, but after being baked like this, it turned red, looking very cute.

The Taoist priest looked at it carefully for a while, then shifted his gaze, took out the water bottle on his waist, and handed it to him.

Yun Ting was not polite, took it over and gulped down a few mouthfuls, and then returned it to the Taoist priest.

But seeing that he didn't hesitate, he didn't even wipe it, and directly put it into his mouth.

Brother, you are so informal, I am afraid that it is not very hygienic, even though I myself have no infectious diseases.

Yun Ting thought about it, but his face became more rosy.

This kind of love is too unscrupulous, too hot and warm, and he can't help feeling a little enviously at the person in his body: "It's easy to find a priceless treasure, and it's rare to have a lover. When I find that Yaocao, you can spend good time with him." Let's live together!"

Soul: "But I'm not a broken sleeve!"

Yun Ting: "Duanxiu can also be cultivated! He has too much aura, I can guarantee that within three days, you will definitely be bent by him."

His soul trembling, he had no choice but to change the topic: "Then where are you going?"

Yun Ting forced a smile: "Anywhere is fine!"

Anyway, there is no one to care about, no one to accompany, the world is home, so what?

The soul also stopped talking.

Probably because he smelled the smell of parting, Yun Ting was sleepy all over, and became more and more silent along the way.But the Taoist leader didn't bother him any more, and simply stayed silent with him.

Finally arrived at the foot of the Nether Mountain.

Yun Ting raised his head, looking at every plant and tree on the mountain, his expression became ethereal.

The Taoist priest who had been silent for a long time finally spoke.

"My wife is buried here."

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