The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

In an instant, those black-clothed monks swooped down from the clouds with their swords, like gulls scrambling to peck at food, and attacked the camp below with heavy casualties.

Mo Ran has already reacted at this time. As the Emperor Taxian in the previous life, the aura of these people controlled by the Zhenlong chess pieces is too obvious. different.

It is absolutely impossible to be their opponent.

Mo Ran almost turned his head back in horror, and shouted at those who had never learned the true strength of Zhenlongqi: "Run!!"

He tightly grasped Chu Wanning's wrist, and picked up Jiang Xi, who was kneeling on the ground, pushing and shoving everyone along the way, his pupils shrinking sharply.

"Run! Get out of here! Get out of the soul summoning platform! Don't stay! Don't fight! You can't beat it!!"

No need for him to say more, when the first pawn hit the ground and swung his sword, everyone was shocked by his terrifying strength, and rushed towards the corridor.

Running at the forefront was the cowardly owner of the horse farm. He was the first to rush to the stone gate of the corridor, and then stopped.

The people behind stopped one by one, staggered and bumped into each other, and someone yelled, "What's wrong?! Why did you stop?!"

Ma Zhuangzhu's voice came from the front of the dark corridor with obvious panic and crying.

"Close, close..."

"What's closed?"

"When Hua Binan escaped, he closed the stone gate..." Ma Zhuangzhu said, his feet softened, and he knelt down on the ground in despair with a thud, his face was full of tears and his body was sifting through chaff, "This is the first place in Jiaoshan Mountain. Shi, once it is closed, without the blood of the Nangong family, it... definitely cannot be opened."

Someone hurriedly said: "Although Nangong Si is gone, there is still Nangong Liu! Isn't his father who was made into Zhenlongqi still on the mountain? What about others?"

"In the front hall, I thought he was useless, so I didn't bring him here at all..."

Despair filled the entire corridor, and the dark breath almost soaked into their bones.

"What should I do?"

"Go out and fight hard?"

There are still people who don't know why they are squeezing in, and there are more people who can't squeeze in, so they can only bite the bullet and press the exit with their backs, fighting with the mysterious chess pieces that come out of the sky crack.

In the darkness, Huang Xiaoyue suddenly yelled: "Let me pass! I can open this gate!"

He tried his best to push the crowd away, like a aggressive fish on the way of migration, rushing all the way to the stone gate.

Ma Zhuang raised his tearful face, and said blankly: "President Huang Dao?"

"Get out of the way, let me come!"

"But your surname is Huang, and your surname is not Nangong..."

Huang Xiaoyue ignored him, the golden knife and the horse rushed in, he waved his wide sleeves, but fortunately he still had a little blood of Nangong Si, which was secretly saved for the purpose of stealing the secret room of the treasure.He also specially cast some magic spells on the blood stains to prevent them from drying up and congealing immediately.

But this spell can't last too long, and at this moment he can't help but rejoice that all these shocking changes happened in a blink of an eye, and hope that this blood is still useful.

Huang Xiaoyue pressed down hard on the broken stone with her skinny old hand.

Sure enough, the ethereal voice of the magic dragon came from the tunnel: "Who is it?"

Heart beating.

Huang Xiaoyue said: "The Confucian family... the seventh generation of the blood family, Nan Gongsi, worship."

Pause for a moment.

The magic dragon said hoarsely: "Wang Li...respectfully send...Master..."

"boom--"

When the stone gate was lowered, Huang Xiaoyue was the first to leave the corridor, followed by Jiang Dongtang's disciples one after another, Ma Zhuangzhu hurriedly got up, raised his hand and said hurriedly: "Wait for me! I'll come out, I'll come out, I—"

A sword was on his chest.

Ma Zhuang's face froze, and he raised his head in astonishment: "Master Huang Dao, what are you doing?"

Huang Xiaoyue sneered and said: "When I was hit by the core bug just now, my camp and your camp were already opposed. If you let you go out now, I am afraid that the war will subside in the future, and people who want to settle accounts with Huang will be like ants. Huang is old. , can't afford to toss."

The owner of Ma Zhuang said in horror: "No, no, no! What are you going to do! Don't be careless! You have something to say! Oh, what kind of revenge are you looking for? They are all for business. Huang Daochang let us out quickly. After the goods from Taobao Villa Give your faction everything at half price—no, half price at half price!"

Huang Xiaoyue's withered and old face showed a trace of ferocity, and he sneered: "Half price? I got the treasure of the Confucian School Jiaoshan, how can the wealth of the world still fall into my eyes? It's just Taobao Villa, what is it!"

Said that one man is in charge of the gate, and pushed the owner of Ma Zhuang hard.

Ma Yun fell to the ground, and everyone who was crowded behind them all staggered and sat in a group.

And they struggled to get up, and the last scene they saw was Huang Xiaoyue and Jiang Dongtang standing outside, Huang Xiaoyue pulled the mechanism that dropped the sealing stone, greed, longing, and gloating flashed on his face...

The people in Jiangdong Hall behind him looked like a villain, and some even said bluntly: "You deserve it, I made you look down on others along the way."

"Our zodiac chief obviously had no fault, but you were scolded by Xiao Xiao all the way and suffered all kinds of grievances. Why should he help you with the blood he left behind at the risk of his life?"

boom!

The stone gate was sealed again.

This time, the tunnel fell into endless darkness and hesitation.

A dead silence.

In desperation, a female cultivator who had finally collapsed covered her face and sobbed. Sadness is contagious, and soon most people become discouraged, lose their fighting spirit, and are trapped in it, neither moving forward nor wanting to go out .

"Sister... I don't want to die yet..."

"Master..."

"Father, let's go out and fight to the death, it's better than being stuck here."

Human voices buzzed.

At this time, there was another voice that had been silent for a long time, trembling and more determined.

He said, "I'll come."

The ashen-faced owner of Ma Zhuang turned his head tremblingly, seeing a beam of fire lighted up, he opened his eyes slightly, and said in astonishment: "Mr. Mo?"

Mo Ran held the fireworks in his hand, reflecting his handsome face with uncertain light and shade, he walked to Fengshi and stood still.

"You, you also left Nangong Si's blood?"

Mo Ran didn't answer, he knew that although there were people resisting at the entrance of the tunnel, they would not be able to support it for too long, and those chess pieces would come in soon.

All the way up the mountain, when Nangongsi was in danger, he wanted to do this many times, but he couldn't do it in the end.

He originally thought that he was blessed by the heavens, and this time he could also escape the public eye and escape from being killed.

But at this moment, he was in trouble, and he knew that he finally had no choice.

There is no way back.

"Master Mo...?"

He didn't pay attention to the owner of the horse, he pulled out the silver short knife from his waist, and wiped it hard on the palm of his hand.

In an instant, blood flowed all over his palm.

At this time, Xue Meng and Xue Zhengyi have all rushed over, Chu Wanning is also there, and they stop behind Mo Ran.Xue Zhengyong's voice was full of confusion: "Ran'er, what are you doing? It's useless, Jiaoshan will only obey the orders of the Nangong family, and your bloodshed is useless."

Mo Ran couldn't look back, his bleeding hand was trembling slightly.

In the end, he slapped Feng Shi fiercely.

The tentacles are cold and piercing.

He closed his eyes.

The distant voice of the magic dragon Wangli once again echoed in the darkness.

"Come, who is it?"

Throat throbbing.

Mo Ran, under the gaze of the crowd, answered in a low and slow manner in an extremely depressing silence——

"The Confucianism sect... the seventh generation of blood relatives."

Xue Meng's expression changed suddenly, he staggered back a step, and couldn't help shaking his head: "What..."

Xue Zhengyi's face was uglier than him. He opened his tiger eyes wide, staring at Mo Ran's tall and straight black back, and murmured: "How is it possible...?"

Every word is like a sharp knife.

Knowing that the blood would flow profusely and be out of control, there was no other choice.

He finished the last half of the sentence softly: "Ink burns ink and rains lightly, worship."

Xue Meng's voice was hoarse, and he shouted with bare eyes: "Impossible!!"

However, the door finally opened.

Wang Li's ethereal voice, like thin smoke, pierced into the eardrum and heart cavity like a sharp bayonet.

"Wang Li...respectfully send...Master..."

"Raner..."

Xue Zhengyi was completely stunned and couldn't say a word.

Chu Wanning was also upset, he held Xue Zhengyi in time, and looked up at the front.

The stone gate boomed, one inch, two inches, and sank into the ground again. The orange flames of the dragon soul pool outside poured into the darkness, and the ink burned against the light.

"Mo Ran! Mo Ran!! How can you open it? What is the seventh generation of Confucianism? How could this happen?! How could this happen!" Xue Meng seemed a little panicked and crazy, "How could you and the Nangong family Are you related by blood? You are clearly...you are clearly..."

The ink burned for a while, and in the end he only whispered in the swaying light and shadow: "Everyone go out first."

"Ink burning!!"

hoarse.

For a moment, Mo Ran tilted his cheek, as if he wanted to turn around and say something, but he still didn't say anything, didn't stay, and didn't hesitate anymore.As he moved forward, light and shadow moved along with his tall figure, and he finally disappeared at the end of the corridor.

After him, people from various sects rushed to flee. When they came, they were aggressive and unstoppable, but when they left, they panicked, like a fish slipping through the net.

Mo Ran walked alone in this rushing torrent, in this fleeing like a crucian carp across the river.

He didn't look back, he didn't dare to look back.

He saw Ye Wangxi in the main hall of Dragon Soul Pool, he walked over, picked her up when she was still awake, and took her away.

In fact, the person who jumped into the dragon soul pool and sacrificed his life may not belong to Nangong Si, but him.

Although at that time, Mo Ran didn't know that doing so could keep Jiaoshan safe, but he actually didn't have the confidence——

What if you know?Will he really go to die instead of Nangong Si?

He has already lived two lifetimes, covered in sins but able to linger on, but Nangong Si is only 20 years old, and before halfway through the long journey of life, he has turned into dust and smoke, and there is nothing left.

Intellectually, he knows that Nangong Si is far more worthy of staying in the world than him, but people still long to live after all.

Suddenly, someone screamed from behind: "Those monsters, those monsters are coming!!"

"how is this possible?!"

Mo Ran suddenly turned around.

The broken stone had fallen again when the last group of people came out of the tunnel, and those chess pieces could not be opened unless——

His face paled.

Unless, among those pawns, there are people who have the blood of the Nangong family.

In a million thoughts, he recalled the black mysterious sky crack he saw just now, and suddenly thought of the third forbidden technique, the gate of life and death in time and space.

Mo Ran only felt a strong chill spread straight to the soles of his feet, wrapping around his whole body in an instant.

Could it be that the person who came out was——?

No, it's impossible.

Impossible.

It's ridiculous, even in the previous life, no one can do this step... Who can do it? ! !

Just at this moment, Mei Hanxue retreated to him, and Mo Ran handed Ye Wangxi over to him, with a frenzied light flashing in his eyes, and hurriedly ran in the opposite direction from everyone.

"Ink burning!"

"Burning!"

In the torrent, Xue Meng and Xue Zhengyi saw him, and they were shouting at him, but Mo Ran didn't care, he really didn't know how to face these two people now.

Paper cannot hold fire.

Both lifetimes are the same.

Suddenly his arm was grabbed by someone, Mo Ran turned his head: "...Master?!"

Chu Wanning said: "You can't go there, I will resist those people. Since you can open the Jiaoshan Magic Circle, in order to be safe, you should stay with other people and take them out of here smoothly."

"..."

"Go!"

While talking, the man in black at the head walked out of the corridor calmly, and behind him, those Taoist priests covered in black robes appeared one by one.

Chu Wanning sternly said: "Hurry up! Take them away!"

There is no choice.

No matter how much uncertainty Mo Ran has in his heart, he can only retreat with everyone in the end. Xue Meng refused to leave, and was forced forward by Xue Zhengyi. In the end, only Chu Wanning alone, and those mysterious monks who gathered more and more.

The dragon soul pool was boiling, and the orange light shone through the cool stone wall.

Chu WanNing stood alone, Tianwenyan was running, reflecting his sharp bayonet-like eyes.

He looked at the mysterious black-clothed man headed by him.

And that man, through the heavy mask, looked at him faintly.

The man stood quietly. Someone behind couldn't bear his temper and wanted to grab the vanguard. He shouted: "How dare you block the way of so many people by yourself? How arrogant! Come, let me learn from you!"

But the man hadn't moved a foot away, but the man in black suddenly raised his hand and grabbed him.

The man exclaimed: "Your Majesty?!"

The man in black ignored him, and he didn't even turn his head. He was still staring at Chu Wanning's face, but the veins in his hands were bulging, and he heard a crisp sound of "clicking". He twisted his neck and threw it on the ground casually.

Chu Wanning slightly changed color——

Did this man even kill his own people?

"What are you, and you are worthy of learning Master Chu's brilliant tricks." The man said lightly, and walked slowly towards Chu Wanning.

Behind him, no one dared to move.

Chu WanNing asked across the sky, and said sharply: "Who is your Excellency?"

Hearing his words, the man stopped in his tracks.

He stood not far from Chu Wanning, with an inexplicable strange emotion in his eyes. After a while, he chuckled: "I haven't seen you for many years, I can't think of you and I meet again, you The first sentence I said to this seat was actually so neither bland nor salty."

"...how did I know you?"

"Oh, don't you know? Chu Wanning, you are always so ruthless." The man went forward, this time he didn't stop.And Chu Wanning has always been stubborn, and it is impossible to retreat.

So the man walked straight up to him, the distance was extremely dangerous and abrupt.

Chu Wanning's hands were cold, and he raised his palm and fell.

Such a good skill, as fast as lightning, was easily grabbed by the wrist by the man.

"Actually, I have learned this trick many times." The man lowered his head and stared at Chu Wanning's face, reflecting all the details on this face, his eyes were almost greedy, "But you seem to have forgotten gone."

Chu WanNing was stared at by him like this, only to feel the chills stand on end.

He has never been a person who is afraid of the strong, but the things in this person's eyes are too complicated and hideous, as if hiding the earth-shattering truth and secret: "Who... are you?!"

"Do you want me to remind you?" The man said in a deep voice, the strength in his hand was so great that Chu Wanning couldn't break free.

"The first time you used this move was when I was 16 years old. You taught me close combat, and you told me that this strike seems simple, but it is difficult to learn. Let me practice hard and don't slack off."

Chu Wanning suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at him in disbelief.

There was a smile in the man's eyes, as well as a strange glint.

"The second time you used this move was when you and I were in a decisive battle. I was caught off guard and was struck by you and suffered serious injuries."

He took Chu Wanning's hand and pressed it to his heart without denying it.

Chu Wanning suddenly found that this man did not have any heartbeat.

Like a dead body.

"You... who are you?"

"Don't worry." The man soaked every word between his lips and teeth, and then fed it sweetly to his ears. He got closer this time, almost touching Chu Wanning's face.

He whispered in his ear: "The third time you use this trick is on my bed."

"..."

"I want to fuck you, you said it's enough, and you don't agree." He shrugged, but the strength in his hand was so strong, he squeezed Chu Wanning's wrist tightly, and forced his hand along his chest Sliding all the way down, and finally to a very private place.

Chu Wanning was like being stung by a snake and scorpion, and his face changed suddenly, and he was about to fight him for his life.

The man seemed to be familiar with all his movements, and easily dismantled the tricks, and then hugged him in his arms, not without intimacy, not without emotion, and murmured: "What do you think, Chu Wanning This seat was supposed to kill you and destroy you, but I didn't expect that after so many years, you have changed, and I have changed, but when I saw you and smelled you, I still hardened quickly. .”

"You, you let me go!!" Chu Wanning never thought that things would turn out like this, his face turned white and red, red and white, and the whole person seemed to faint from anger, but he was struggling to survive. Don't let go of that person's restraint.

He is like a net, like a spider's thread, entangled him and hugged him.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he embraced him completely in his arms, forcefully, domineeringly, ferociously, and insanely.

Narrow and sticky.

"It's so hard that it hurts, it's so hard that it swells."

"I kill you!!"

The man seemed to be amused, he smiled suddenly, and let go of his hand, Chu Wanning's murderous heart suddenly rose, and his actions were fierce and vigorous, and he really wanted to kill him with one blow.

With his cloak unfurled, he retreated hastily, fluttering like a kite, and landed firmly on the blue brick and stone.

But Fumian was not spared, and was split into two halves by Chu Wanning, fell and shattered on the ground.

The man did not look up, his face hidden in the shadow of the hood.

He was silent for a moment in the shadow, and then sighed: "You can't change your temperament of shouting and killing at every turn. It's the same everywhere. But Chu Wanning, Master Chu..."

The man in black raised his hand, and a gust of dark wind came from behind.

He caught it neatly.

At a glance, Chu Wanning saw that it was the Shenwu Modao that had appeared at the Xuanyuanhui auction before, and it was also one of the five fierce swords collected by Xu Shuanglin.

The man caressed his non-returning, slow-moving, extremely vicious tone.

"Are you really willing to kill me?"

After saying this, he suddenly looked up.

Hood dropped.

Chu WanNing only felt that there was a basin of ice water in his head, and his body was soaked in frost and snow. His mind was buzzing, and he was actually numb...

In the gloomy hall, the man in black had handsome features, pale face, evil and lingering in his smile, he was both a disaster and a monster, he grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Stepping on the immortal emperor, the ink burns and the ink rains lightly."

Without returning to the sheath, the frosty cold illuminated his dark purple eyes.

Stepping Xianjun smiled like a ghost, like a tiger and wolf.

"Please ask the teacher to respect you."

The author has something to say: 2.0:[-] is the soul that came through after death at [-]:[-], and it has always been a person. There is nothing to say about it, otherwise it would be called a rebirth article, so don’t expect any dreaming or other divine unfolding, other Don’t worry about the details, I’ll talk about them later.About the soul is already on [-], and the soul is lost at [-], so logically speaking, it should not exist anymore, but why can he still come out, and can he still be said to be able to move and think?This is not a bug, don’t need to catch this bug~ I like to play a little bit of excitement, I don’t want to spoil the article, I’ve said it many times, I won’t modify any plot according to anyone’s wishes, except for that kind of thing I also feel very uncomfortable Interesting suggestion, I don’t write articles to please anyone, I just write about what I like, and the production is for people who have the same hobbies to read, so don’t tell me [I think it’s okay to write how to write] Beng, I think how to write it is correct, I don’t think he can’t do it this way, what should be written to be in line with the character design] This kind of words, thank you