The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

At the same time, at the foot of Mount Jiao, all the monks have successfully escaped, except for the people from Jiangdong Hall who are missing.At the moment when they stepped out of the enchantment, although they knew that they were not out of danger, many people were exhausted and collapsed to the ground.

Ma Yun rolled her eyes and lay down on a big rock and wailed, "No, no, no, I can't take it anymore, friends, go back to your home and put on strict precautions, I really don't have the strength to make trouble anymore."

Jiang Xi said: "The mysterious magic circle and the people who came out of the magic circle haven't been thoroughly investigated yet, so go back now?"

"Then what can we do? If we still have the energy to fight against them, we won't be in such a mess."

Master Xuanjing also said: "Master Jiang, let's listen to the owner of the horse this time. Rather than resist here and end up in a heroic and miserable situation, it is better to go back and regroup and make preparations."

Jiang Xi pursed her lips and said nothing, looking at the person at the peak of death and life.But Xue Zhengyi and Xue Meng looked extremely relaxed, looking at the main trail of Jiaoshan, until a person looted in the billowing dust and smoke.

"Ink burning..." Xue Meng murmured.

Mo Ran was the last one to leave the Jiaoshan enchantment. He frowned, glanced at everyone, and said, "It's Zhenlong chess, and it may be related to the first forbidden technique, the time-space life and death gate. If so, come out there." I don't know who it will be, you all go, don't wait here to die, life is the most important thing."

He paused, and then said to Jiang Xi: "Master Jiang, please take everyone to Linling Islet, where it is protected by the Xuanwu barrier and can resist Hua Binan for a while. Besides, your faction is the Medicine Sect, and Zhong It is also convenient for people who have caught the core worm to undo the poison."

Jiang Xi asked, "What about you?"

"Master is still on the mountain. I will go back to help him after you leave. After everything is settled, I will meet up with your sect."

Jiang Xi didn't speak for a long time, and finally raised his arms and hugged his arms, and made a bow with Mo Ran, and said, "Hai Jun Gu Yue Ye, farewell."

A group of people were injured, tired, and crippled, ready to leave the place of right and wrong with Jiang Xi.Mo Ran suddenly stopped him again.

"Sect Master Jiang!"

"Master Mo, is there anything else?"

Mo Ran said: "Miss Ye..."

"I know, Jiang won't let anyone hurt her any more."

Mo Ran was relieved.Jiang Xi and the others walked away, but the people on the summit of death and life hadn't moved yet. Xue Zhengyong lingered for a long time, stepped forward, frowned and said hoarsely, "Ran'er, what's going on?"

Mo Ran looked at his uncle, then at his cousin, feeling a sudden sadness in his heart, but forced a smile and said: "It's a long story, it's a story. Uncle, you lead Xue Meng first, and then I will tell the whole story I will tell you all."

Xue Meng didn't want to wait that long, he said with a burning heart, "No, how could you be a Confucianist? You have always grown up on the top of life and death, you—you—"

He said "you" for a long time, and finally squeezed out a sentence with red eyes: "You are my brother, right?"

Mo Ran stared at him.

Xue Meng was trembling, even though he tried his best to restrain himself, he was still trembling.

His dazed and sad look is so pitiful, Mo Ran's throat is sore, and he doesn't know what to say.

Finally, he stepped forward and patted Xue Meng's shoulder.

"When I first came to the peak of death and life, you didn't want to recognize me." Mo Ran smiled bitterly, and he didn't dare to look at Xue Meng's wide-open, steamy eyes.

Those eyes were too clean, too hot.

And he is dirty.

He fears.

Xue Meng was silent for a while before speaking, his voice hoarse: "...can you give me a correct sentence?"

He held on tightly to Dragon City, the scimitar that Mo Ran gave him the spar and inlaid for him.

He grabbed it like he was grabbing life-saving floating weeds.

In just one night, he saw Nangong Si throwing himself into the pool to die for the dragon, seeing Shi Mei's eyes were destroyed, and his life and death were unknown. He saw Mo Ran spilling blood, and opened the seal that only people from the Nangong family could open.

He couldn't breathe and felt like he was drowning.

The ink burned in his heart and couldn't bear it: "...Okay. I will give you this sentence."

He held Xue Meng's shoulder. He didn't know who was trembling, Xue Meng or himself, but that was no longer important. He looked into Xue Meng's eyes and paused word by word.

"Listen, I've never been a member of the Confucian School. In my life, I have never done anything to harm the peak of death and life. If possible, I would like to work for the sect for the rest of my life."

Xue Meng moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, tears rolled down. He bit his lower lip hard, and after biting for a while, he collapsed: "Shi Mo said that I never understood him , Actually...Actually, I never understood you...I was too willful before, I never thought about you, I don't understand anything, I do everything nonsense...But...but..."

He paused, tears streaming down his face.

"But I actually really care about you. I will never scold you again, and I will never bully my teacher again...I think everything will be the same as before...as long as things can become the same as before." In the end, he was sobbing, "Brother, don't lie to me..."

He is like this, where Mo Ran can bear to watch it again, he pushed Xue Meng to Xue Zhengyi's side, his voice was low and moist, like the thick dew on the flowers at dawn.

"Be obedient, go with uncle, and I will come to you right away when the matter here is settled."

After saying that, he turned around and returned to the Jiaoshan Barrier, dropped the seal, and never looked back.

The bricks and tiles in the main hall of Dragon Soul Pool were broken, and the stone pillars fell down. A fierce battle was over, only the remaining smoke filled the air.Stepping Xianjun's Mo Dao was placed between Chu Wanning's neck, and he used a little bit of force, and the glaring blood stained from under the skin and dyed on the black lacquered blade.

Chu Wanning closed her eyes and pursed her lips without saying a word.

"Master, you were too careless in this fight."

"..."

"You are not paying attention." Ta Xianjun pulled him up from the ground, raised his finger, Mo Dao disappeared instantly, but at the same time he cast the strongest prohibition curse on Chu Wanning, Youbi's streamer will He was firmly tied, and he squeezed Chu Wanning's chin, forcing him to look up.

"Tell me, what are you thinking?"

Chu Wanning slowly opened his eyes, and the reflection of the eyes was the familiar and strange face.

He felt shuddering.

He knew it wasn't Mo Ran, but this person's every move was so similar to Mo Ran, and what was even more frightening was that he suddenly realized that he seemed to have seen this face in a dream.

How many times I have been entangled with Mo Ran in my dreams, it seems to be this slightly pale and thin face, evil dormant in the handsome, no warmth can be seen in the dark eyes, only ferocity, only madness.

"Actually, even if you don't say it, I know it." He said slowly, "Master must be thinking about who I am, what kind of nonsense I am talking about, and where did I come from?" .”

His fingertips scratched Chu Wanning's cheeks intimately.

"No hurry. These... I can tell you slowly. By the way-" His eyes moved down and fell on Chu Wanning's left hand.

"Jiuge and Huaisha, don't even think about summoning them. This seat has long been on guard and will not repeat the mistakes of the past."

Hearing him mention the names of his other two martial arts, Chu Wanning's face became more and more ugly. Although his phoenix eyes were gloomy, there was also confusion flowing inside.Ta Xianjun was probably pleased by his stubborn and dazed expression, and actually laughed out loud.

He touched Chu Wanning's face: "What's the matter, you think I know Jiuge and Huaisha, you are surprised? But it's no wonder that I have already got the news before I came here, and I still understand this world. I know , the 'I' in this time and space has not yet exhausted the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, forcing you to draw your sword against him. Of course, 'he' has never seen those two martial arts."

"This mortal...you?"

Stepping on Xianjun but laughing but not answering.

Chu Wanning suddenly had a very creepy feeling. He felt that Mo Ran looked at him like he was looking at a corpse, a fantasy dream. His eyes were too naked, too crazy, and there was a flourish of luxuriance in his eyes. Emotion, the kind of emotion so intense that it would drive any sane person crazy.

"The gate of life and death in time and space." He said slowly, "Master must be very clear about this forbidden technique."

"!"

"In another cultivation world, Master, you have been dead for many years."

He looked at Chu Wanning's increasingly pale face, and watched the last bit of blood disappear under the opponent's skin.Ta Xianjun looked at him, his eyes were shining brightly.

Suddenly, like Li Pei out of its sheath, the dragon breaks through the water.

This person's calm mood seemed to be stretched to the extreme. He suddenly picked up Chu Wanning, and gradually became a little crazy: "Yes... that's it, this face."

"..."

"It's this face... I look at your face, I see you lying on the red lotus water pavilion like a living dead, every day and night... There is no blood on your face, your body is rotting but You can't speak and you can't open your eyes. In that realm of self-cultivation, you are already dead—you take revenge on me!"

He took a sharp breath, his eyes blazing brightly.

Desperate, flames and electricity surged inside, dragons and snakes flew.

"Chu Wanning, I hate you. You leave me alone."

He said so, but raised his arms to hug him, and embraced him in his arms.

So hot.

like fire.

He was stung by this long-lost warmth, and a low sigh came from his throat. He clung to him tightly, hugging him, wishing he could rub him into his bones and blood, swallow him into his heart, so that he would live forever. It doesn't matter whether it's dead, warm or cold.

He has his companions and martyrs, and he is no longer inseparable from each other.

no no--

But Chu Wanning's scalp was numb, and his eyes turned black. He didn't know what happened. He didn't understand, who died?Who leaves whom alone?

The gate of the Dragon Soul Pool opened again.

In the moving light and shadow, a person hurriedly came, and that person called anxiously: "Master!"

A hundred soldiers are on guard, blocking the front.

Hearing this voice, Emperor Taxian was startled at first, and then smiled coolly: "Who am I? It turned out to be 'he'." He waved his hand lazily and lazily, and said to the chess pieces following him: "All It's okay, let him in."

Mo Ran was thinking about Zhenlong Chess Pieces and the Gate of Time and Space Life and Death along the way. He felt that Hua Binan was by no means the last hand. If Hua Binan designed all this, there is no reason for him to entrap Xu Shuanglin like this in front of the summoning platform. , Xu Shuanglin would not recognize him.

So who will the last hand be?

Zhenlong Bureau, the gate of life and death, no return, two ancient legends twisted together in the world, one scene after another, he had a crazy idea in his heart, which made him feel cold all over, but he didn't believe it , He ran all the way, he didn't believe that all this would be true.

Until he broke into the Dragon Soul Palace.

Until he saw that person clearly.

Mo Ran only felt a buzzing sound in his head, and all the blood rushed into his brain. He couldn't breathe for a while, his lips moved, and his eyes were split.

Do not……

Do not!

How can this be true?

The man in the temple, surrounded by everyone, looked so contemptuous and indifferent, and his eyes were so contemptuous and playful.

He stared at Mo Ran lightly.

The same eyebrows, nose bridge, lips, same face, charm, physique.

The difference is only in the slightest. He seems to be looking in the mirror, and it seems that through the torrent of time, he saw yesterday's ghost-like, lingering self.

Stepping Xianjun hooked the corners of his mouth, and burst into a bloody smile.

He held Chu Wanning in front of him, tapped his fingertips on the corner of Chu Wanning's lips, cast a silencing spell, and then smiled at the person at the door:

"Well, Grandmaster Mo, I've heard about Grandmaster's reputation for a long time, and I'm quite curious. Now that the gate of life and death is wide open, you and I can finally see each other."

He paused for a moment, his eyes sparkled, his white teeth tapped, and he typed out two sweet and cold words.

"Happy to meet."