The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

With this shout, the violent killing blade with golden light was summoned, with evil spirit bullying the sky!

Everyone's expression changed, and the high-level disciples of Tianyin Pavilion also took a step back in fear, but then they still bite the bullet and shouted: "Don't retreat, don't misplace!"

"How can such a disaster be kept! We must cut the weeds and get rid of the roots!"

Both sides had no choice but to shoot, and the air was stretched to the extreme——

"Go!"

The sound was like water droplets, falling into the oil pan, and there was an instant commotion!I saw mantras and sharp blades slashing from all directions to the center of the execution ground, while Chu Wanning held the sand in his hands, and the golden light pierced through the clouds to block it.With the strength of one person, he faced the monks who were rushing in like a tide, and the sword energy and blood flowers in the phoenix eyes complemented each other, making his face look like a Shura.

He protects Mo Ran, with a sword, with a flesh and blood body, with a life, and all innocence since then.

No one listened to his explanation, and no one was willing to let the two desperate beasts return.There is no hope, no redemption, no trust, no light.

All they had in the end was each other.

"Mo Ran, bear with it again, I will take you away."

Suddenly a curse slammed into Chu Wanning's arm, and the blood surged in an instant, and the wound was deep enough to see the bones.But Chu Wanning just bit his lower lip, then swung his sword suddenly——

"Get out of the way!" the cultivator on the court exclaimed, "Get out of the way!!"

Huai Sha has the power to shock the sky, when the sword is struck down, there is a loud bang, sand and stones fill the sky, the sword energy is criss-crossed, and several bottomless chasms are cut on the ground.

Mu Yanli's voice was sharp: "Chu Wanning! Do you still have the way of heaven in your eyes!"

"..."

Seeing that he ignored him, Mu Yanli became more and more furious, and shouted: "Do you want to openly oppose the divine heir and go against the will of heaven?!"

Someone in the audience also shouted: "Beidou Immortal, please stop. Are you going to be a repeat offender in the realm of comprehension?"

Under Huaisha's bursting evil spirit, no one around could take half a step forward immediately.

Chu Wanning finally turned half of his face, glanced at the monks of Tianyin Pavilion, and said, "...I am already."

After all, he gritted his teeth and picked up the dying ink, put the man with blood and flesh on his shoulders, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't be afraid, it's over. Let's go, let's go home... I will take you home."

But when he looked forward, there was already a bloody road in front of him at this moment.He killed the monks in Tianyin Pavilion, and behind those broken limbs, more red-eyed dead soldiers spread up.

Where is home?

They have nowhere to go, only hell to cast.

In the end, he didn't know how many people he had killed before he was finally able to escape.When he vacated Jiuxiao with the Mo Ran Yujian, his whole body was trembling slightly.He has never taken so many innocent lives. At this moment, his body is stained with the blood of Mo Ran, his own blood, and more of the blood of the dead in Tianyin Pavilion.

dirty.

It was so dirty to the bone that it could never be washed off.

The clouds gather and disperse before the eyes, and the sky and the earth are at a loss.

Where should I go?

Jiaoshan is absolutely impossible, and Dragon Blood Mountain is no longer safe... the summit of death and life... how could he have the face to drag down the summit of death and life.

"Master..."

Hearing the hoarse groan in the ear, Chu Wanning turned his head suddenly, and met the face that was as white as gold paper: "You... send me back."

"What nonsense!"

Mo Ran just shook his head: "You have come to me, you didn't want me." He was very reluctant and tried very hard to squeeze out a smile, even though his eyes were already a little lax, "That's it!" Enough... I have a family... Enough..."

"Send me back, send me back...you still have a way out..." His voice became softer and his eyelashes gradually drooped down, but he was still holding Chu Wanning's sleeves, whispering non-stop Repeat, "You still have a way out..."

"No." Chu Wanning's heart was cut like a knife. He clasped Mo Ran's cold palm and embraced him in his arms. "I have no way out, I won't go anywhere."

"..."

"I'll be with you."

If in the past, Mo Ran could hear Chu Wanning say such words to himself, he would be ecstatic and happy, but at this moment when he heard these words, he was at a loss and at a loss.He raised his hand, but with all his strength, he just raised his hand.

The blood on Datan Datan had stained his clothes red, and Mo Ran finally lost consciousness and fell into Chu Wanning's arms.

Chu Wanning hugged the increasingly weak body in his arms, and couldn't bear it anymore. He was not sure whether they had left the pursuers behind him. I don't know how long those people would arrive. He landed nearby with Mo Ran On a hillside, his hands trembled too much, and he fumbled a few times before he opened Mo Ran's skirt indiscriminately.

—a bloody hole in the heart.

There was a buzz in his head, and he didn't even dare to look at Mo Ran's face at this moment.

He suddenly thought that in his previous life, Mo Ran guarded his own bones for two years.

How would he feel in those two years, day and night?

"Don't go, Mo Ran..." He folded his hands in front of his wound, and sent him a steady stream of spiritual flow. Chu Wanning, who was soaked in blood, guarded Mo Ran, who was also covered in blood, as if he had been stripped alive by a hunter. A fleshy but not yet dead beast.

In the afterglow of the doomsday, blood melted into blood, and flesh wrapped around flesh.

"You can't go, it's not your fault...it's never your fault..."

Ink burns, ink burns, ink is darkness, burning is light.He sought light all his life, but he couldn't escape the darkness of night.Chu Wanning finally mustered up the courage to glance at Mo Ran's face, and with just one glance, he almost collapsed.

There was no trace of a living person on that face anymore, it was terribly white, full of blood, and there was even a mottled old scar on the brow bone—the trace of being stoned once.

He couldn't bear it anymore, and cried bitterly in front of Mo Ran, feeling pain in his heart.

Is this the young man who once pestered him brilliantly and vigorously under Tongtian Pagoda, telling him "Xianjun Xianjun, please pay attention to me"?

Why... it's all blood... why... she's no longer angry, and there's no trace of a smile left on her brows or eyes.

I can't even recognize it... I can't recognize it.

So what did Mo Weiyu do wrong?All his life, he had to suffer such suffering and torture.

It may be because he has no relatives, no reason, and no one to rely on, so even fate bullied him.The smile he folded so hard in the cracks of life is still regarded by the world as a hideous face in the end.

Unexpectedly, the rotten mud and dust before the steps, also Zeng Fangfei in April.

"...Chu Wanning."

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded coldly from a short distance away.

"In order to save him, are you willing to lose your good reputation?"

Chu Wanning froze, looked up suddenly, and saw a tall figure walking slowly towards him against the sun.

Emperor Taxian stood between the trees, squinting his eyes, staring at them carefully.

"I thought the most important thing in this world to you was your innocence." He said slowly, "Unexpectedly, you would end up dirtying yourself for him."

As he approached step by step, the black embroidered dark dragon pattern gleamed faintly in the sun, and the red boat with black gold embroidered waves finally stopped in front of them.

Almost instinctively, Chu Wanning got up suddenly, the golden light in his palm rose suddenly, and Tianwen followed the call - he stood between Mo Ran's past life and this life.

Stepping Xianjun's eyes and pupils turned, and his eyes first wandered on the golden willow vines, and then fell back to Chu Wanning calmly.

This man seemed to have been fished out of blood at this moment, not a single piece of clothing was clean from top to bottom, his eyes were moist, and he was meeting his gaze complicatedly.

Ta Xianjun sneered: "Is he so important to you?"

"..."

Seeing that Chu Wanning didn't answer, Ta Xianjun said coldly again: "Get out of the way."

Chu Wanning didn't move, his mind was in chaos at the moment, but he still knew that the "ink burning" in front of him was just a sharp weapon, an empty flesh and blood shell.

The sneer at the corner of this body's mouth became more and more cruel: "Why, do you think that if you stick around like this, this seat will have nothing to do with you?"

"...I want to take him away."

"Where to go?"

Just one sentence is like a sharp knife piercing a clam shell.

There was a sneer in the emperor's eyes: "Chu Wanning, ask yourself, in this vast world, apart from this seat willing to take you in, where is your shelter....Take him away? Don't be ridiculous."

He stepped forward, his skills were like lightning, and he suddenly pinched Chu Wanning's chin and approached.

"The last spiritual core on his body that hasn't been pulled out belongs to this seat. You belong to this seat too. You'd better clarify your position."

As soon as the words fell, a golden light burst out suddenly, Ta Xianjun withdrew his hand in time and swept back, but still felt a burning pain on his cheek.He wiped it casually, and a hideous sore was opened on the side of his ear and temple by Tian Wen, and black blood dripped down his face.

"..." Ta Xianjun was silent for a while, and raised his eyelids sullenly, the expression on his face could not tell whether it was fury or joy, his nose was wrinkled, and his emotions and face were almost distorted, "Okay, it's very good. "

He laughed pitifully, waved his sleeves, and the black robe flew like a cloud.

"Unexpectedly, after such a long time, I can fight against Tianwen again." Lifting his slender fingers, touching his cheeks, wiping off the blood, stepping on the dark pupil of Xianjun, staring at Chu Wanning's face, " This seat, I miss you very much."

Mo Ran's life hangs by a thread behind him, and if he delays for a moment, he may be unable to recover.No matter how chaotic Chu Wanning's mind is, he knows not to talk too much with Ta Xianjun.

"God asks—a coffin for thousands of people!"

Stepping Xianjun cursed secretly, and as soon as his toes lifted, the ground had cracked thousands of holes, and countless thick willow vines gushed out from the depths of the ground, stabbing straight at him.And other soft vines engulfed the unconscious Grandmaster Mo in his belly, and densely protected them deep in the willow branches.

Stepping Xianjun looked at Chu Wanning standing in the center of the formation, and almost laughed angrily: "You treat it so differently?"

"Heaven asks, wind."

"..."

My own questioning only brought about a more violent attack, and the blade-like gust of wind swept across the sky. It would be a lie to say that there was no resentment.

Ta Xianjun stared at the disheveled man on the ground, and suddenly felt a long-lost sadness in his heart.It was just such a moment of distraction, the wind blade slashed his abdomen, he suffered a sudden pain, and looked down to see the gurgling black blood flowing from the hideous wound.

He hurt him again...

No matter in his previous life or in this life, Chu Wanning never put him in his eyes.

There was a sudden astringency in the throat, and Ta Xianjun's pretendingly calm smile suddenly tightened, and he raised his hand and sipped: "No return call!"

What happened back then at Biye Zhuqiao, and year after year you will not return...but if you return, so what?The king is back, and you are not facing him with a sword, and you are not asking for his blood and life for one or another stupid reason!

Suddenly hate extremely.

Bugui and Tianwen collided, and both Shenwu uttered the roar of dragons and tigers.

Two lifetimes.

It has been two lifetimes since the last life-and-death battle between these two weapons.The engraving on the handle of the blade of no return has long been worn out, just like the past between Ta Xianjun and Beidou Xianzun, they are all dilapidated.

The golden brilliance and the blue light are biting each other, it seems that hatred is in the blood, and it seems to be lingering in the bone.In this flickering light and shadow, Ta Xianjun stared closely at the face in front of him.

Mottled with blood, with a complex expression.

living.

My heart was very violent, and my heart was burning badly.

He gritted his teeth, and suddenly asked with great reluctance: "Why is it me...but you have to fight me again for him."

"..."

Chu Wanning didn't know what to say, facing a body, no matter what he said, it was useless.

But he didn't know that the flames were too dazzling, causing people to have hallucinations. For a moment, he felt that Ta Xianjun's eyes were so painful and lonely.

It seemed to be wet.

"He hurts like this, you will feel uncomfortable. What about this seat." Ta Xianjun hoarsely, tried his best to be vicious, but the unwillingness was too lush, he wished he could burn all these unwillingnesses to ashes with a fire, but the fire burned When he got up, the flames made his eyes red.

"Chu Wanning. Do you know that after the resurrection of this seat, you saw that you didn't even have any bones left in the red lotus water pavilion... What's your feeling?"

Chu Wanning was stunned.And Ta Xianjun, who finally couldn't help but say these words, closed his eyes, and the muscles on his face were tense.Resentment and humiliation, pain and madness drove him almost mad, and he suddenly poured all his spiritual energy into No Return——

There was only a loud "bang"!

The rocks cracked and the ground shook.The surrounding vegetation was crushed into powder by the ferocious spiritual flow in an instant, and the willow vines could not withstand the fury of no return, and collapsed into ashes one after another.

"Nearly ten years!"

In the scattered ashes, only Ta Xianjun's crazy eyes are clear, and his eyes are scarlet.

"Ten years, Chu Wanning. He was reborn in the past, and Liu Ben was awakened at the peak of death and life, in Wushan Temple. In the past ten years, I have known all your happiness and his great achievements in letters—— What about me? What about me!!"

The blade suddenly fell, flying sand and rocks, and a bottomless chasm opened on the ground.

"I have only been alone from the beginning to the end! When he started from scratch, I didn't even have a handful of ashes!"

Mo Dao slashed, Chu Wanning withdrew to Tianwen, and greeted him with Huaisha.

But it was this killing blade that made Ta Xianjun more violent. At this moment, he was like a ghost returning from hell, with deep resentment.

His look made Chu Wanning feel shocked.

...Why is there such a strong emotion when it is clearly just a corpse.

"Why do you treat me like this?"

The flames scorched the forest trees, and the falling leaves were still stained by the fire, the corners were scorched black, and the sparks were bright and dark.Ta Xianjun dressed in black, suddenly withdrew his strength, swept back, and stood among the bleak leaves and withered vegetation.

Chu Wanning didn't know why he suddenly withdrew, and saw him close his eyes, and those two thick eyelashes were on his pale face.Ta Xianjun murmured:

"Why do you treat me like this?"

When the words fell, the ground faintly rumbled.

Chu Wanning's face suddenly changed, and he immediately turned back——

"Ink burning!"

When he was about to turn back and stand in front of the unconscious Mo Ran, he had already heard the five words of Senhan.

Stepping Xianjun said: "Damn it. Ten thousand coffins."

Shocking!

The blood in Chu Wanning's body was completely cold, Liu Teng...Liu Teng...Ta Xianjun and Mo Weiyu are basically the same person, Mo Weiyu can be summoned so that he can't return, and Ta Xianjun can also be summoned to hell!

The thick vines rose from the ground, broke through the ground, and suddenly entangled Chu Wanning's body, hands and feet.The other part of the willow vines cut open the damaged Tianwen, and entangled the ink burning deep in the willow leaves that was protected by Tianwen.

Seeing this, Chu Wanning was anxious: "Stop!"

No one paid attention to him, Ta Xianjun floated to Mo Ran, and looked coldly at the deep part of the vine, the face that was exactly the same as himself.

His eyes moved down and landed on the bloody chest.

Chu Wanning yelled sharply: "Heaven asked——!"

But Tianwen and Hell are of the same level of martial arts, Ta Xianjun didn't lift his head, he just stretched out his hand to volley a little bit, and the golden willow vines that resurfaced were entangled with the fiery red Hell, and there was no victory or defeat for a while. .

Chu Wanning's lips were blue and white, and the meridians in his hands burst out, trying his best to break free from the shackles of hell with his own flesh and blood.

"..." Ta Xianjun finally turned his eyes, looked at him with a complicated expression, opened and closed his thin lips, and sighed in a low voice, "Chu Wanning. You really love him."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and pierced Mo Ran's chest!

As long as the last fragment of the spiritual core is left, he can return to normal.He is the real Emperor Taxian, the real Mo Weiyu, the one who endured ten years of loneliness and deserves to get his wish.

He should be alive.

"Hey—!"

But in this flash of light and flint, a golden light flashed, piercing directly through the palm of Ta Xianjun.

Black blood trickled down.

Ta Xianjun stared at his palm that was penetrated by the vine of Tianwen, and there was no expression on his face for a while.

pain?

Disappointed?

resentment?

I've tried it so many times in my life, I'm probably used to it.

The last thing he did was to turn his head slowly, Gu Jing calmly looked at the man who was tied up heavily by the hell, but still panting, with fierce eyes.

Taxianjun looked at him deeply and faintly for a while, watching his palm dripping with blood, and then suddenly smiled.

"Chu Wanning."

"..."

"Why don't you just take my heart out?"

Chu WanNing was trembling, and it seemed as if thousands of tiny thorns had sprung out of the ghost, piercing every inch of his muscles and bones. He frowned, and under the eyelashes, the pair of phoenix eyes were full of pain.

Ta Xianjun looked at him, poured spiritual power into his palm, and cut off the willow vine.

At this moment, he was suddenly not in a hurry to dig out the bloody heart of Mo Ran, and he walked towards Chu Wanning step by step.

Approaching, with his bloody hand, stroking Chu Wanning's pale face.

"Ask you." He seemed to be understating it, but also seemed to hate it deeply, "You are so cruel, why didn't you just take out my heart."

"..."

"What is this seat in your eyes..."

Ta Xianjun sighed softly and closed his eyes.

Chu Wanning would not answer him.Ta Xianjun was about to say something more, but at this moment, he suddenly noticed that the willow vines wrapped around Chu Wanning were shining brightly.He was startled suddenly, seemed to think of something, and murmured: "Interrogation?"

Since seeing ghosts is the same as Tianwen, then Tianwen has the ability to interrogate, and seeing ghosts should be the same.

Ta Xianjun's black and purple eyes suddenly lit up, and he wanted to use the ghost to try the truth of Chu Wanning's mouth.His lips moved, but he probably didn't think about what to say, so he pursed them again.After a while, I tried to say as appropriate: "Cough...if..."

"This seat is saying if."

The question to ask seems too embarrassing, but such a god-given opportunity, if you don't ask, I'm afraid you will regret it for the rest of your life.

He hesitated for a long time before he calmed down and didn't look at Chu Wanning's eyes, and slowly finished his speech: "If, in my last life... I left early, before you."

The radiance of hell is getting brighter and brighter, forcing the trapped people, ready to tell the truth at any time.

Stepping Xianjun raised his eyes.

"You...will you remember me too?"

This man wanted to know the answer too urgently, so Chu Wanning felt that thousands of steel needles were pierced into his body, and the pain broke his liver and intestines. Every needle was trying to force out the truth in his heart. He trembled, his muscles and bones Chill, pale face.

Ta Xianjun stared at him unblinkingly, his thin lips parted slightly, and his thoughts were deep.

"Do you know?"

"I..." Pained into the bone marrow, as if to tear all the viscera, Chu Wanning, who was forced to a corner, raised his eyes and looked at Ta Xianjun drowsily.

In the moist water vapor, that handsome face was so familiar, eager, and even affectionate in a trance.

It was like that moonlit night a long time ago, on the tide of Feihua Island, Mo Ran rode the flying sword with him, he held his hand and said, "I like you, how about you?"

Eye sockets suddenly wet.

Chu Wanning was almost lax, and whispered hoarsely: "...the same..."

Maybe it was because his answering voice was too soft, or maybe it was something else.Stepping Xianjun moved himself closer, almost sticking to Chu Wanning's already sweat-drenched face.

"What's the same?"

"The same..." The eyelashes drooped, and when they overlapped, they were all warm and fuzzy, "I will never... let you go before me..."

"..."

"I'm sorry." The voice was hoarse and out of tune, like a broken Xun, "I didn't protect you well."

Ta Xianjun was stunned suddenly.

His bloodless face looked even paler in an instant.

There seemed to be thunder rolling in the eardrums, and he couldn't help but think of the Tianshan Lake. When the man fell into his arms, he gently poked his forehead with his blood-stained hand.

The person said, I am the one who treats you poorly, and I will never complain.

The heart suddenly hurts sharply, as if something is split inside.

"...Wan Ning..." He stood stiffly in place, like a wooden sculpture made of clay.

He stretched out his hand again, but this time it was not narrow, he didn't even know why, he just stretched out his hand like this, wanting to touch that face that was so similar to the previous life.

Cold, bloody face.

Suddenly, a sharp whistle pierced the eardrum.

Ta Xianjun's fingers that were about to touch his cheek froze.

For the corpse, those eyes that carried too much emotion suddenly became empty and blank.Ta Xianjun lowered his arms, and after the whistle, he seemed to have lost his self-awareness, stepped back slowly, then waved his hand, and withdrew all weapons.

Be it the non-return of the past life or the hell of this life, they all disappeared.

Chu Wanning fell into the mud and dust, but when he looked up, he saw a man in white clothes standing in the distance. The man was wearing a mask, holding a jade flute between his fingers, and holding a stick in the other hand .

The man stood at the end of the forest, among the falling bamboo leaves, his figure was as bright as a flower, standing quietly, leading Ta Xianjun to walk in his direction.

"You are……"

"Let's take Grandmaster Mo away." The man sighed softly, his voice obviously distorted by the voice-changing spell, "I can't hold on for long, he will regain consciousness soon."

"..."

"Let's go." The man said, "Tianyin Pavilion and Hua Binan will chase after me soon. If they catch you, nothing will change."

Chu Wanning gritted his teeth and got up, set up the ink burning, urged the Dragon Rising Talisman, and called the Canglong to take them away.

Before Long Teng jumped up, he turned his head and glanced at the man standing deep in the bamboo forest, only to find that the man had to touch the ground with his stick to move forward.

There are some past events in his mind that are vaguely connected with each other, but he can't think of a reason for it.

"……Thank you."

The man just shook his head, and urged: "Go quickly."

Zhilong knew Chu Wanning's heart, and spoke at this time: "Little brother is kind, my master is afraid that I want to ask your name, and if there is fate in the future, I can also come to thank you."

"..." The man was silent for a while, then said softly, "Me?"

The trees rustled, and amidst the sounds, his voice seemed very empty.

"I'm just a man who's finally free."

Zhilong wanted to ask again, but Chu Wanning knew that this person would never reveal his identity. He bowed to the person, patted the dragon's body, and said, "Let's go."

Now that he had spoken, the paper dragon knew the priorities, so he didn't say much. Suddenly, he soared into the sky, soared up, and disappeared into the white clouds in an instant, without a trace.

The wind swayed the ground, and the man in white clothes stood quietly at the same place for a while. He raised his head until the wind and waves weakened and the surroundings became silent. Then he looked at the sky that he could no longer see. The back that could not be seen clearly said in a low voice:

"Disciple, teacher, respectfully send off master."

The sun shone down and fell on his plain clothes.

"There is a long way to go, Master, take care all the way."