The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

The membranes of the yin and yang worlds are no longer as stable as in ancient times, and small leaks and leaks are common occurrences, which will not cause great panic among the monks.

However, at this time, a blood pupil traversed the high sky, and the sky and the earth changed in an instant, and sand and stones flew away.

It was a once-in-a-hundred-year sky crack!

All the people present, except Mo Ran, no one has really experienced such an indiscriminate disaster.Therefore, whether it is Li Wuxin with a beard and a handsome head, or Xue Zhengyong, who has a hundred classics on the battlefield, whether he is a Confucianist in the upper realm of cultivation, or the pinnacle of life and death in the lower realm of cultivation, with thousands of people porridge, they are all horrified and at a loss, not knowing what to do. how to respond.

And Mo Ran is like being killed by lightning, a strong bloody smell seems to come from his previous life, grinding his teeth and sucking blood, killing people like hemp——

This is the rift!

In the previous life, Shi Mo died in this sky crack. At that time, he and Chu Wanning worked together to repair the enchantment, but because of lack of spiritual power, he was rebuked by the swarming ghosts and fell from the sky...

But that was clearly what should have happened three years later!Mo Ran remembers that snowy night so clearly, just after New Year's Eve, the air is still filled with a faint smell of gunpowder smoke, and there are still small pieces of red firecrackers on the snow.He just watched the New Year's Eve with everyone the night before and drank Tusu wine.

Mo Ran was slightly drunk and raised his eyes.

Under the warm candle, Shi Mei's eyes seemed to be full of spring water, no matter from which angle you look at it, it is full of affection.

The summit of death and life is very lively, with interlaced cups of wine and laughter.

At that time, he thought, this is really great, even if he doesn't disturb the person he likes, it's good to just watch and be with him from a distance like this for the rest of his life.

The Huayan dissipated, and all the disciples went home together.He went back to Meng Potang with Shi Mo, the ground was covered with frost and snow, and the moonlight was flowing. Seeing that Shi Mo was a little cold, he took off his robe and put it on the other's shoulders involuntarily.Taking advantage of a little drunkenness, he carefully looked at him twice more.

A beauty is like new snow, so bright that it cannot be spit on.

"A burning."

"Ah."

"You drank too much today."

"Haha, is there?" Mo Ran smiled, laughed twice, and suddenly couldn't laugh.

The teacher's slightly cool hands gently held his face, so the hot cheeks became hotter, and Mo Ran opened his eyes wide, trembling for a moment.

The teacher smiled and said to him: "Why not, look at you, three cups of hot wine are in your throat, and your face is red."

"Yes, it's hot."

Mo Ran scratched his head awkwardly, but his face became more and more hot.

How satisfied he was at that time, he liked someone, he didn't need to get it, he didn't dare to think about it.

The man just touched his face, and he felt that the heavens had favored him, so he couldn't say anything more in panic, he was just in a daze.

Her dark and warm eyes were full of surprise and gratitude.

The two said goodbye before the bedroom, and when Shi Mei left in his clothes, he turned his face and smiled at him against the snowy light all over the ground.

"A burning."

He was about to leave, but when he heard the words, he turned around in a panic like a spinning top, fearing that he would miss something.

"Yes, I am!"

"Thank you for the clothes."

"Nothing! Anyway, I'm hot!"

"There is more." Shi Mo's eyes became more and more gentle, almost the kind of warmth that can make the long winter pass, "Ah Ran, actually I..."

Bang.

A firework exploded in the distance.

Mo Ran didn't hear what he said, or maybe the teacher didn't say anything at that time.

When the surroundings were silent, Shi Mo had already pushed open the door of his bedroom.

The ink burned in a hurry, and hurriedly called him: "Wait, what did you just say?"

The other party was rarely teased, and blinked: "Only say good things once."

"Teacher-"

But the soul-stirring person still failed to fulfill Mo Ran's wish, leaving only half of his beautiful face exposed under the warm curtain.

There is also a smile that Mo Ran will never forget for a lifetime.

"It's getting late, I'm going to bed. If I wake up tomorrow morning, I still want to tell you."

He paused, his soft eyelashes drooping like mimosa.

"I'll tell you again..."

Unexpectedly, a crack in the sky and dawn followed one after another.

After all, Mo Ran didn't wait for Shi Mei's words, and the softest old dream in his life was dyed scarlet.

How many times he dreamed back at midnight, he still remembered Shi Mei's smiling face behind the half-rolled warm curtain, so beautiful, so gentle, he didn't know if it was his own illusion, and even felt that it was infinitely affectionate.

He continued that long dream for the rest of his painful life time and time again.

In the dream, Shi Mo said he liked him, and he woke up with a smile, very happy, even so happy that he forgot that Shi Mo was dead, and he forgot that the past was in a hurry and could not turn back.

He just smiled so happily, thinking that from now on, he will cook something good for his beloved. Such an important thing is worth worrying about.

But always, with a smile and a smile, the tears rolled down.

He buried his face in his palms.

That year's New Year's Eve snowy night, if it was scattered in the wind, he would never know it again.

Thousands of miles of heavy clouds broke, and endless hell opened.

Countless evil spirits rushed out of the cracks, like thousands of troops attacking the city.The screams around him suddenly startled Mo Ran from his memory.

He was almost insane, shouting anxiously among the chaotic and rushing crowd, who lost all sense of order, and desperately searched for——

"Master!!"

"Master Mei -!! Master Mingjing!!"

"Where are you? Where are you?"

I don't know why the sky crack three years later would suddenly come earlier.

I don't know if I can protect you now.

But I can't watch you get hurt again, I can't watch you die...

please live on...

It's my fault, it's because I'm not strong enough to protect you right away, it's because I'm too stupid to think everything through, where are you...

"A burning..."

While the weapons were overlapping, suddenly there was a vague voice, faintly transmitted.

"Master!!"

He saw him, beside Xue Meng, using the water spirit as a screen, blocking the evil ghosts and souls who came to kill.Mo Ran ran towards him almost regardless, his voice choked and his eyes were red.

"You dog, come here and help!" Xue Meng counted one as ten, but the wave of corpses was endless like running water, his forehead gradually oozes fine sweat, and his silver teeth gnawed, "Come on!"

Why did he say it again, Mo Ran jumped up, the red light flashed, and the ghost came to him.

Raising the vines with his hands, the row of ghosts in front of him were completely shattered by Shenwu, and they were instantly shattered into powder.Mo Ran turned his head and shouted at the teacher: "Don't go far, come behind me!"

"I want to help Master..."

"Don't go there!!!" Mo Ran heard the words, almost terrified!

He must not let Shi Mei get closer to Chu Wanning in this melee.

The pictures of the previous life are constantly merging and overlapping with the scene in front of him.

——It was the same sentence back then.

"I want to help Master..."

"Okay, hurry up, Master will be safer, don't leave him, let him protect you."

how ridiculous...

Let him protect you.

Chu Wanning, Chu Wanning, Mo Ran calculated everything, but forgot that person was Chu Wanning!

Ruthless and ruthless, extremely cold-blooded.

All the people in the world are full of thoughts, but they don't care about the death of their apprentice!

"Don't go to him! He can handle himself!"

The overlapping of the two worlds made his scalp numb, Mo Ran's eyes were red, and he shouted angrily at the teacher, "Don't go anywhere, stay!"

"But just now, the Master's mana wasted so much..."

"I can't die! Take care of yourself!"

As he spoke, his eyebrows raised angrily, and he lashed out at the rolling zombies again.In an instant, flesh and blood flew, and brains splattered everywhere.

Although the spiritual power is far inferior to the previous life, but every move is proficient. This body of hundreds of battles has once confronted masters like Ye Wangxi and Chu Wanning. Even if there are millions of murderous corpses, he is not afraid.

The cracks in the sky are getting bigger and bigger.

The ghosts and ghosts that have been floating in the Infernal Hell for a hundred years leaked into the human world like a violent sandstorm, and even mixed with the zombies in Butterfly Town who broke free from the shackles of willow vines while taking advantage of the strong yin energy. The scene became more and more crazy and terrifying .It was as if water had been poured into the boiling oil, and the wok was boiling to the sky, so it was very lively.It was also like locusts pounced on the millet, and evil spirits grabbed and devoured the living. The people at the top of life and death had a lot of troubles in the past, so they were still able to cope.But Rufengmen and Bitanzhuang suffered a complete disaster, how many monks wailed and wailed, and the blood flowed several feet high!

Chu Wanning is far away, and Mo Ran can't see his condition for the time being.

Instead, he accidentally saw Ye Wangxi and Nangong Si in the sea of ​​crowds. Although the two were not at odds, their fights looked astonishingly similar.

I saw Ye Wangxi abandoning his long sword, and with a blue light in his hand, he called out a longbow. Nan Gongsi also held the crescent moon in his arms. The two of them glanced at each other, passed shoulder to shoulder, and ran to both sides, towards the corpses. Arrow and bow at the most dense place, and draw the string to the full.

Whoosh!

The two of them dropped their arrows almost at the same time, the white feathers split into the sky, and the sound was like a wild goose.

Arrowheads quenched spirits, and scattered wind blades everywhere. Wherever they passed, evil spirits were torn apart and strangled...

Nangong Si looked proud, and pulled an arrow from the quiver on his back with his backhand.

Unexpectedly, it was empty.

"Gone?"

"here."

Before he could get annoyed, Ye Wangxi had already thrown him a bunch of white feather arrows.

"You don't always want to bring more."

"……Humph!"

Nangong snorted, but the situation was critical, he didn't have the intention to show off with Ye Wangxi, took the arrow, and the two sank into their respective fights again.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, the evil spirits were repelled much more, but more came from the ghost world.

Li Wuxin beheaded more than ten souls with one sword, then turned his head and shouted to Xue Zhengyi: "I can't do this anymore, I can't stand it anymore. Let me make up the barrier!"

Xue Zhengyi glanced at the distance of Caidie Town, and there were four golden light arrays in four directions.

He took a breath and said angrily: "It's easy to say, can you mend this enchantment? Are there any people left here who can repair the enchantment?"

"I—" Li Wuxin said with a dark face, "The art of enchantment is not the master of my school."

"Then you fucking shut up! How many Yuheng do you have? Chu Wanning is guarding the four positions, otherwise these dead ghosts will rush out of the siege, and soon they will kill the whole of Sichuan. Even the cultivators can't support it." , wouldn’t those who don’t cultivate immortality die immediately?”

"The end of Sichuan is better than chaos in the cultivation world. If you don't let people come over to mend the cracks in the sky, I'm afraid this matter will be difficult to end!"

Xue Zhengyi was furious when he heard the words, he swung the iron fan, and when the wind slashed towards the fierce ghost, it also seemed to scratch Li Wuxin's cheek unintentionally: "As long as you are noble in the upper realm of cultivation, the lower realm of cultivation should be born for you!" dead?"

"Don't talk nonsense! I'm talking about abandoning pawns to protect the car! If this day's rift happened in my Bitan Village, I would also sacrifice the whole family to keep the world peaceful!"

"Such a big tone, Master Li really doesn't hurt his back when he stands and talks." Xue Zhengyong opened his eyes wide and smiled angrily, "The entrance to the ghost world is in my Shu, and it will never be moved to your Bitan Village for thousands of generations. Go, it seems that the summit of death and life can destroy the family thousands of times, to keep the world peaceful! Zhuangzhu Li, you really know how to speak."

The two were fighting and fighting, and when they couldn't get any better, they suddenly saw a ray of snow-colored light sweeping from the western sky.

Before I can see clearly whether it is an enemy or a friend, I can hear the dense and compact zither sounds coming from the clouds like a gust of wind and rain. No weapons were seen, but the lights and swords were everywhere, and the iron cavalry hissed like flames.

"Kunlun Snow Palace!"

Xue Zhengyong raised his head suddenly, looking at the rolling snow, he was getting closer, and he saw a group of immortals with swords coming, wearing snow and mist gauze clothes, with peach blossom petals floating around them.Regardless of men or women, they all have extremely soft and beautiful appearances, and due to psychological reasons, their appearances all stay in their early twenties.

The people who stepped into the Snow Palace were standing or sitting, half of them were holding pipas in their arms, and half of them were holding guqins in front of their knees. The loud and clear music flowed down from the sky like this, making the ghosts and zombies all over the ground uncontrollably. He wailed in pain, but it was like being trapped in a net of heaven and earth, and he couldn't get out.

The lead is a man with light blond hair, jasper eyes, and profound facial features.He was wearing a snow-colored silk dress, with a drop of water on his forehead, and a slender neck protruding from the collar, like a fragrance held in a porcelain vase.Yu Kunlun is cold in the snow, and besides the plain clothes, there is also a fox fur, which is more calm and graceful.

This person is also holding an exquisite and clear pipa in his arms, frowning, and twirling the strings with long pointed fingers, countless burning peach blossoms dance around him amidst the sound of his lute.

"The emperor's style of the four seas is quilt, the thousand years of virtue and water are clear, and the military uniform is not worn, and today is a high achievement."

The sound of the piano was slightly slow, he looked down and saw Xue Zhengyong and others, just about to say something, suddenly heard a person shouting angrily in the distance: "Mei Hanxue! Why are you a bitch!"

The person who shouted was Xue Meng.While yelling angrily, he slid under Mei Hanxue's sword, raised his head and cursed: "Why did Kunlun Snow Palace send you such an unreliable thing to help?"

Ye Wangxi turned around when he heard the sound, and when he saw the man playing the zither, he was also very angry.

"……It's him?"

Nangong Si: "What? You know this too?"

"It's not really an acquaintance." Ye Wangxi was not happy when he saw Mei Hanxue, but Xue Meng rushed to scold people, but he turned his head and left, leaving only one sentence, "It's just a fight."

Nangong Si became interested: "Oh, how is his skill?"

"Oh." Ye Wangxi sneered, "He relies on women to fight, what do you think?"

Nangong Si: "..."

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In the previous life, Gouzi was transformed from an ordinary person into a battle of heaven and earth, Gouzi sticks out his head!Knives down!