The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

That night, lying on the couch at the peak of death and life, Mo Ran put his hands behind his head, looked at the beams, and couldn't fall asleep.

The past and the past slipped from the scene before the eyes, and in the end, bit by bit, the fragments were all Chu Wanning's handsome and somewhat deserted face.

In fact, for this person, Mo Ran has never known what he thinks.

The first time I saw him was under the flower tree in front of Tongtian Tower.He has a wide robe and wide sleeves, and he is the only one among more than 20 elders. He is not wearing the extremely coquettish silver-blue black armor.

That day, he lowered his head, contemplating the armor he was wearing on his hand, half of his face looked focused and gentle, like a white cat in the golden sun.

The ink burned far away, and his eyes couldn't move away.

He felt that his first impression of Chu Wanning was very good.

I can't bear the coldness, punishment, and harshness that followed one after another.The white cat's sharp teeth and claws gnawed him all over his body.

He was rescued from the sea of ​​fire by his uncle, dying, and his life was hanging by a thread.Originally, I thought that after reaching the pinnacle of life and death, there would be a master who would treat me tolerantly and cherish me sincerely.

However, Chu Wanning didn't seem to be able to see his flattery and his efforts.On the contrary, the whip was savage, and if there was a slight mistake, his skin would be torn apart and his flesh was bloody.

Later he knew that Chu WanNing looked down on him from the bottom of his heart——

"Bad character, hard quality."

That's how the man in the snowy white clothes under the flower tree commented on him, right?

He once regarded Chu Wanning as the nine-day cold moon, and he respected and loved him sincerely.But in Jiutian Hanyue's heart, what is his ink burning?

An apprentice who had to be accepted.

A contemptible scumbag to the bone.

A rascal who grew up in a restaurant and was tainted with dirty air.

Although Mo Ran always looked like he was joking and indifferent, but he slowly hated Chu Wanning, and that kind of hatred contained a strong unwillingness.

He was not reconciled.

Once, he had been holding increasingly strong resentment to provoke Chu Wanning, trying to get this person's attention, get this person's appreciation, and get this person's surprise.

During that time, if Shi Mei praised him as "very good", he would happily go to heaven.

However, if Chu Wanning would be willing to praise him as "good", he would be willing to die.

But Chu WanNing never praised him.

No matter how hard he tried, how hard he was, how good he was, that cold man would always nod his head lightly, and then turn his face away.

The ink burning is going crazy.

God knows, how much I wanted to pinch Chu Wanning's cheek at that time, turn him around, force him to stare at himself, force him to look at himself, force him to swallow the phrase "bad character, hard to cut" Go in the belly!

But he could only kneel down in front of Chu Wanning, like a dog with a hairy family, kowtowed his head, and said respectfully: "The disciple remembers the teacher's teaching."

In front of Chu Wanning, Mo Weiyu was humbled to the bone.

Even as a "son", he is still humble.

He finally understood that people like Chu Wanning couldn't look down on him at all.

Then, many things happened.

Mo Ran took power at the pinnacle of death and life, and then aspired to the pinnacle of the world of cultivating immortals, becoming an unprecedented overlord.Under his dark command, everyone trembles, everyone fears, everyone mentions his name like a mosquito, who remembers the stains he once had, and who remembers his unsightly background——

From then on, there will be no ink rain in the world, only Ta Xianjun.

Step on Xianjun.

People hated him, hated him to the extreme, heinously, Mo Weiyu, thousands of rebirth formulas can't save him, ten thousand deaths can't save him!

Stepping on the Immortal Lord, Mo Weiyu, Stepping on the Immortal Lord, Mo Weiyu, Stepping on the Immortal Lord——

...Ta, Xian, Jun.

But no matter how afraid, so what?The peak of death and life is still roaring and shouting in unison, tens of thousands of people kneel in front of the Wushan Temple, and densely packed heads are kneeling three times and nine times knocking at him.

"The Immortal Emperor will live forever, forever forever."

He found it very useful.

Until he noticed the face of Chu Wanning in the crowd.

Chu Wanning had already abolished his cultivation at that time, and was bound by him under the hall and became a prisoner.

Mo Ran was determined to put him to death, but he didn't want Chu Wanning to leave quickly. He imprisoned Chu Wanning's limbs and cut through the blood vessels in Chu Wanning's neck. After casting the spell to prevent the wound from coagulating, the blood trickled out bit by bit, and the life was lost bit by bit.

The sun is shining, the coronation ceremony has been going on for half a day, and Chu Wanning's blood should be exhausted.

When this person died, Mo Ran would be completely cut off from the past, so he deliberately arranged for Chu Wanning to let bloodletting and execute him at his ascension ceremony.

When he became the Sanjiu Supreme in the realm of comprehension, Chu Wanning would become a lifeless corpse.

All kinds of things yesterday disappeared.

Really good.

But this person is going to die, why is he still so indifferent?That handsome is a bit fickle... His face is pale, but his expression is indifferent, and he neither praises nor fears when he looks at Ta Xianjun.

Only disgust, contempt, and—

Mo Ran felt that he must be crazy.Either Chu Wanning is crazy.

And a tinge of pity.

Chu WanNing pity himself, a dying person, a defeated general!He actually felt pity for an overlord who had reached the top of the world and called the wind and rain.He, he would—how dare he! ! !

The anger that had accumulated for more than ten years made Mo Ran crazy, and he was in the Danxin Temple. Of course, at that time, it was renamed Wushan Temple.In front of thousands of frowning faces, he suddenly stood up amidst the flattery and praise of those people, with his black robe billowing, he walked down the steps.

In front of everyone, he pinched Chu Wanning's chin, his face was distorted, and he smiled sweetly and embarrassingly.

"Master, today is a great day for this disciple, why are you still unhappy?"

Thousands of people fell silent for a moment.

Chu Wanning was neither humble nor overbearing, with a cold look: "I don't have an apprentice like you."

The ink burned hahaha and laughed, laughing indulgently, the sound was like a vulture hovering in the corridors of the golden palace, and the geese were shocked.

"Master is so unfeeling, it really makes me feel cold." He laughed and said loudly, "There is no apprentice like me? Who taught my mind? Who taught my skills? My mean and cold-blooded ——Who taught it again?! I still don’t wear the whips all over my body—I ask you, who did these beatings!”

He restrained his smile, his voice was suddenly fierce, and his eyes showed a cold look.

"Chu Wanning! Do you accept me as an apprentice who lost you? Am I cheap in my bones or can't I wash off the pickled dirt in my blood? Let me ask you, Chu Wanning, let me ask you—what is it?" Bad character, hard quality'?"

He also became a little crazy in the end, shouting in a distorted voice.

"You never regarded me as an apprentice, never looked up to me! But I—but I once—really regarded you as a master, really respected you, loved you, and just treated me like this? Why did you never Don't want to praise me, why can't I get half of you no matter what I do?!"

Chu Wanning was shocked all over, and his face gradually paled.

He slightly opened his phoenix eyes, and looked at Mo Ran like that, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

Things are changing and people are changing, the only two people who are still in their old place are facing each other like this.

In such an embarrassing silence, Mo Ran seemed to have finally calmed down. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, it was that smiling face of gods and ghosts, grinning, smiling, and chilling.

He said softly and kindly: "Master, don't you look down on me, don't you think I'm humble?"

After a pause, his eyes wandered over the heads of thousands of people. Those people were all kneeling and lying in front of his hall like dogs, and they all acknowledged that he was the lord of the cultivation world, above the world of mortals. .

Mo Ran smiled and said: "Now? Before you die, I will ask you again. In this world, who is humble and who is respect? Who stepped on who? Who is the winner? Who is the king? And the loser becomes a bandit?"

Chu Wanning lowered her eyes, as if she was still immersed in Mo Ran's confession just now, and she didn't come back to her senses.In the end, Mo Ran squeezed his chin and forcibly raised his face.

But when he was forcing him to look at himself, Mo Ran suddenly froze.

For the first time, he saw a look of regret on Chu Wanning's face.

The look was so strange, Mo Ran felt that he was suddenly burned, and reflexively let go of the fingers pinching his face.

"you……"

Chu Wanning's expression was very painful, as if he was enduring some kind of heart-piercing pain, heart-piercing pain.

His voice was very soft, almost hoarse.

Floating in the wind, only Mo Ran heard it.

He said: "I'm sorry, Mo Ran. It's Master's fault..."

At that moment, everything around lost its sound, the sound of the wind, the sound of the grass and trees, and the sound of the rumbling of the robes, all fell silent.

Only the face of Chu Wanning looking up at him is the only clarity in the world.It was the only sight he could see.

At that time, he should have a lot of ideas.Happy, proud, ecstatic.

But no.

At that time, the thought was strange. Speaking of it, there was only one——

I don't know when... I am so much taller than Chu Wanning.

Time has really passed for a long time.

Many past events have changed.

The ink burned his lips and murmured: "What did you... say?"

Chu Wanning smiled, and Mo Ran was familiar with that smile but not familiar with it. In those phoenix eyes, Mo Ran saw his almost distorted expression.

Then, those eyes closed slowly, and Chu Wanning fell on his back——Mo Ran pinched his shoulder almost as soon as he fell, and he howled madly and angrily, like the sound of a wild beast collapsing .

"Chu Wanning! Chu Wanning, what did you say? Say it again!!"

The person in his arms didn't answer any more, his lips were as pale as pear blossoms, that handsome face always had an expression of indifference, but before he died, he froze on a somewhat bleak smile, the corners of his mouth curled up a little, it was in his memory, The face that Mo Ran saw for the first time in front of Tongtian Tower.

Smiling, a little gentle.

"Chu Wanning!!"

The tenderness was shattered, and the crabapple flowers fell to the ground.

He finally got what he wanted, stepping on the life of his master, and ascended to the top of the world.

But what is this?what is this! !

The pain and hatred in my chest continued unabated, what was this?

Mo Ran condensed the faint black mist in his palm, his fingertips fluttered, and quickly touched several blood vessels of Chu Wanning, sealing his last pulse of heart energy.

"Do you want to die like this?" Mo Ran's eyes burst out, his face was hideous, "It's not over, Chu Wanning, the account between us hasn't been settled yet, it's not over! It's not over! If you don't tell me Make it clear - I will crush Xue Meng, Kunlun Snow Palace, and the last few people you want to protect!! Tear them into scum!! You think about it for me!!"

The ceremony did not continue anymore, and he didn't care about the thousands of people kneeling there.

He changed his mind.He doesn't want Chu Wan to die.

He hates him, he wants Chu Wanning to live - live...

He picked up the man who had lost a lot of blood, lifted him up lightly, and jumped onto the roof with high eaves. His robe fluttered like the wings of a lone eagle. Go straight to the Red Lotus Water Pavilion, the place where Chu Wanning once lived.

There is a lot of aura, and there are many fairy grasses. He wants to rescue Chu Wanning.

People can only hate when they are alive, but if they are dead, they have no reason to hate.Did he think about killing Chu Wanning himself before he went crazy?

If Chu Wanning is dead, then what is left of him in this world...

Lying on the bed, licking memories alone.

Lu Nong was in the middle of the night, but he couldn't sleep anymore.

Mo Ran simply got up, washed his face, put on his clothes, carried a wind lamp, and walked towards the Hall of Yama.

Chu Wanning must have just bandaged it at will, and went there to punish him.Mo Ran knows that he is smelly and stubborn, and he is very rigid. He never thinks about whether his body can bear it. Even if Xue Meng wants to stop him, he can't stop him.

Sure enough, when I went outside the Yan Luo Hall, I saw a bean green lamp burning lonely inside, and tears kept falling from the candle.

Chu Wanning was kneeling with his back to the palace gate, tall and straight, as handsome as Songtao.

When seeing this back view, Mo Ran felt a little regretful again, it was in the middle of the night, what happened?Come to find Chu Wanning?Are you crazy?

But it's all here, so I just turned around and left, and I felt stupid again.

He thought for a while, and came up with a middle way. He put the lantern lightly by his feet, and didn't intend to leave or go in. He just stood outside the window, leaning on the window lattice with his elbows, resting his chin, watching from a distance. Chu Wanning.

The copper bells at the corners of the eaves sway gently, and the night is filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants.

The two stood up and knelt down, separated by the vermilion carved window and the empty and quiet hall.

If it was before rebirth, Mo Ran had a sufficient position to break into the palace and ordered Chu Wanning to stop thinking about his mistakes and go back to rest.

If Chu Wanning is unwilling, he also has enough ability to seal Chu Wanning's hands and feet and take people away roughly.

But now, he has neither position nor ability.

He is not even as tall as Chu Wanning.

Mo Ran was in a complicated mood, looking at the people inside from the window, but the people inside didn't notice, he couldn't see Chu Wanning's facial features, and Chu Wanning couldn't see his face either.

So, the white cat knelt down all night without looking back.

So the silly dog ​​also stood there all night without leaving.

The author has something to say:

Throw a small animal theater before going to bed today~

Once upon a time, there was a little milk dog, because it was dirty and stupid, so no one liked it, so it could only wander around.

One day, the little milk dog was found by its uncle and brought back to the nest.The new litter is warm and spacious, and the little puppy is very happy, especially the big white cat that is sleeping soundly curled up on the cushion. It looks so gentle. The little puppy howled happily, and got into the big white cat's fur happily. .

But ah, the big white cat after waking up is different from what I imagined. It always looks at the little milk dog coldly, and ignores the other's whining and acting like a baby. When it is unhappy, it doesn't even remember to close its paws , just shouted at the face of the milk dog.

Slowly, the puppy grew up, and the big white cat gradually became a little white cat in front of it.

The big dog wanted to teach the white cat a good lesson, so he bit the little white cat's throat, then stomped the ball of snow under his feet proudly.

He thought it was a hard and stinky animal, but he suddenly realized that the body of the white cat was so soft. Gradually fell asleep in the fluff.

But he would never know that the white cat opened its glazed eyes that night.

Where did this little thing come from? It's so dirty...

The white cat thought, with its bristly pink tongue, silently licked the puppy's fur.

The milk dog whose fur had been licked snorted and opened its eyes vaguely, thinking it was a dream.In the dream, his wandering was finally over. There was a big cat who treated him very well.