The male god, he is handsome and cracks the sky [Quick time travel]

last world 4

The original plot of this plane is actually not complicated.

As Zhou Bai walked forward, he sorted out the information he got from Xiao Bai in his mind.

In this plane of comprehension, all the resources are almost monopolized by the various sects and families, and Zhou Yan is the blood descendant of one of the ancient families. Zhou Yan himself didn't know how glorious his family's past was.It wasn't until he entered Jianzong with his outstanding talent and became one of the disciples of Xubai, the hottest genius in the cultivation world at that time, that he slowly revealed the mystery of his life experience.

That's right, Zhou Yan who is following him now is actually one of the pillars of the plane.

If it unfolds according to the real plot, after being accepted as Zhou Bai's apprentice, he will slowly fall in love with himself, a master who focuses on kendo, during the day and night together.After experiencing countless hardships, Zhou Yan finally discovered the glorious past of his ancestors, and then inherited this huge and ancient family, as well as the secret treasures and resources that this family once owned.

In the process, he also used his sincerity and persistent pursuit to slowly impress Xubai, so that he no longer just focused on cultivation, but gradually developed emotions in the world.

After defeating Qing Shu, the patriarch of the Sword Sect who became possessed by evil intentions, the two finally became Taoist couples and sought the Dao together.

When Zhou Bai understood and digested the information, seeing those familiar names combined with unfamiliar plots in a strange way, and then kneading them into a whole, he couldn't help but feel a distorted sense of distortion.

It seems to be looking at another person wearing the same face mask as oneself, performing silently and hard on the stage, whether happy or sad, angry or infatuated.

And he himself, like a transparent bystander, watched the stage indifferently, and these plots flashed before his eyes like out-of-focus blurred pictures, which could not even stir up a wave in his mind.

A cold sneer appeared on Zhou Bai's lips.

He hates the feeling of being manipulated by a higher being, whether it is the development of the plane or the system.

However, when it comes to hatred, the system is better.

Zhou Bai lowered his eyes, forcibly suppressing the sudden bloodthirsty and killing intent in his heart, not showing the slightest bit on his face.He tried his best to abandon his personal emotions, and used rational thinking to compare the difference between the original plot and the plot he had personally experienced.

Suddenly, a sense of disobedience emerged in his heart.

Although Zhou Yan is also a pillar of the plane like him, when he carefully searched his memories, he found that this person's name was just an extremely vague impression, and it was even difficult to match his face with the person. Number.Then, no accident, Gu Yanxi should have stolen the identity of the pillar of Zhou Yan's plane.

So, it stands to reason that his task has been completed.

Or... His mission is not just this?

At this moment, Xiaobai's guilty voice sounded in his ear: "Then... that, male god?"

"Ok?"

"I, I suddenly discovered that I seem to have missed something," Xiaobai's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally it was close to the buzzing of mosquitoes and flies. "Actually, you and Zhou Yan are not the only pillars of the plane. The other one...well, there seems to be another one called Yunyingjian? Because it never appeared in the plot, so I didn't notice it at all..."

"...It's really weird, I haven't seen a plane pillar with a sword, and it's a sword that hasn't appeared in the plot at all..." Xiaobai muttered suspiciously, as if it was Bai in the background. The noise was general, Zhou Bai seemed to be suddenly pulled away from reality, and his surroundings were plunged into a cold and dark mud.

His pupils shrank, his teeth clenched, and his face suddenly turned pale.

He had heard the name.

Not only that, but the name was repeatedly mentioned in his ears like a nightmare, and the bloody image deeply hidden in his memory was suddenly turned up with a fresh and strong smell. The pain, screaming, and torture almost all seemed to be on him. Like a replay, it pulled him straight into the abyss of memory.

"...The male god? The male god?" Xiaobai sensed something was wrong, and anxiously called his name in his mind. If it wasn't for the situational restrictions, it might show up immediately: "Zhou Bai? Zhou Bai?"

The bloody breath was suppressed again, only the lingering smell of iron lingered in his lips.

He just bit the tip of his tongue.

Zhou Bai forcibly stabilized his mind, and replied in his mind: "Okay, I understand."

At this moment, a towering tower appeared in front of it. In front of the tower gate was a dense bamboo, and the green bamboo leaves rustled under the blowing of the mountain wind. The lush greenery made people feel refreshed.

Two disciples from the outer sect came out to welcome them, and bowed in fear and respect: "I don't know what the elder is doing here?"

It seems that the news of him becoming an elder has been known to everyone in Jianzong.

Zhou Bai thought sarcastically in his heart, but his face was impeccable, and he replied politely: "It's just a matter of getting started."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head slightly, and said to the two people following behind him, "Wait and follow them in."

Zhou Yan glanced at his face from the corner of his eye, and his heart couldn't help being moved, surprise surfaced: ...Why does he feel that his master's complexion is astonishingly paler than before?It almost blended with his white clothes.

After the two outer disciples listened, they gave another deep bow, then turned their faces to Zhou Yan and said, "Please follow me."

Zhou Yan quickly dispelled the strange thoughts in his heart, and then followed the two outer disciples into the tower.

And the person named Gu Yanxi also followed him.

Zhou Yan turned his gaze, and began to carefully look at the person who was about to become a fellow student with him.

He is tall and wearing a blue shirt. Zhou Yan didn't see his face clearly in the quick glance just now, and finally he was able to see his face at this moment. To his surprise, Gu Yan later Xichang's can be said to be extraordinarily handsome, different from the fierce and compelling beauty of his master, but a kind of gentle and heroic beauty, exquisite facial features and noble temperament, like some kind of pampered rich kid, but The deep sense of danger he felt just now seemed to be his own illusion, and it disappeared completely.

Zhou Yan was a little puzzled, did he read it wrong?Is the feeling just now just a sequela of his coming out of the illusion?

Gu Yanxi seemed to notice his gaze, and turned to look at him.

As his gaze turned, the feeling of being stared at by some ferocious beast reappeared.Cold and indifferent, it seems to be a kind of absolute contempt and bloodthirsty.But immediately, he showed a gentle smile, his long eyelashes covered the look in his pupils: "You are Zhou Yan, right? We will be of the same family from now on."

Zhou Yan tensed up and nodded indiscriminately.

Now he confirmed his intuition that this person might indeed be a dangerous person, and he must be careful in the future.

And at this moment, the two outer disciples came over with a stack of clothes. The color was azure blue, which was different from their light gray smocks. Obviously, it was not the first time for them to receive new disciples of the Sword Sect. He explained to them familiarly: "This is the clothes of inner disciples, and it is a third-grade magic weapon, which can resist a certain degree of attack."

Immediately afterwards, they took out two plates of unknown material and distributed them to Zhou Yan and Gu Yanxi: "This is the identity card of inner disciples, used to enter and exit Jianzong or receive tasks."

Zhou Yan looked down at this signboard. It seemed to be made of wood, but it was warm and moist like jade. It was engraved with some complicated patterns, and in the middle was written his name and his teacher—Xu Bai .

Immediately afterwards, a ring was stuffed into his hand again, with an unpretentious shape, and an explanation from one of the outer disciples sounded in his ears: "This is a low-level storage ring, and it contains some spirit stones you need Spirit grass, if you run out of it, you can come here and report your master’s name and register to use it. By the way, there is another thing, don’t forget to bleed your storage ring to recognize the owner.”

Zhou Yan looked at the ring curiously, then bit his finger, a few drops of bright red blood fell on the surface of this unpretentious ring, and was absorbed in it instantly, the ring glowed faintly, and then Zhou Yan found that, He can use his consciousness to enter the inside of the ring.

After the two disciples stuffed the clothes into his hands, they led them to two of the rooms and said to them: "Go in and change your clothes, and then you can go out and leave with your master."

After they had changed out, the two disciples sent them out of the tower gate.

From a distance, Zhou Yan could see Xu Bai standing under the bamboo forest with his hands behind his back, the clear sunlight shone through the dense bamboo leaves, quietly falling, his white clothes were like snow, and his black hair was like ink, he just stood there quietly, It seems to be independent of the world, a small world formed by natural division, forming its own universe, and the sun and the moon rotate.

Zhou Yan's heart shuddered.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a burst of icy chill, mixed with explicit hostility towards him, Zhou Yan trembled all over, turned his head to look, only to find that Gu Yanxi had just averted his gaze.

Zhou Yan touched the back of his hairy neck suspiciously, and suddenly thought that the first time he saw Gu Yanxi, he also found that he was looking at the master very intently.

Is it an admirer?

☆、The last world 5

When Zhou Yan and Gu Yanxi were taken to bring them the necessary equipment to enter the Sword Sect, Zhou Bai also had things to deal with.

As a person who has just become an elder of Jianzong, in addition to re-acquiring the waist card that symbolizes his status, he has to leave the mountain where Qingyuan is located, and live in an independent mountain and residence, and the use of some alchemy furnaces and Belonging also requires reassignment and attribution.

It stands to reason that so many complicated procedures would take at least a month to complete even at the fastest.

However, under Qingshu's special "care", basically everything was ready not long after he went down the mountain, and Zhou Bai only needed to pick up his brand new storage ring.Everything else that is needed has basically been arranged.

However, there are some necessary forms of etiquette that cannot be skipped.

Like the ceremony three months later.

According to the original plot of this plane, this ceremony should be the last calm before the storm.

However, according to what Zhou Bai experienced personally - the ceremony itself was already a storm.

Zhou Bai lowered his eyes and looked at his palm carefully.Dappled warm yellow light danced across his palms through the gaps between the leaves, jumping from fingertip to fingertip.He grasped it vaguely, and then let go of it dejectedly, as if this would allow the sunshine to stay forever.

This is a pair of hands that are naturally suitable for holding a sword.

He forgot who once described him like this.

However, now Zhou Bai really wanted to correct the person who said that.

These hands are obviously more suitable for blood, aren't they?Whether it's someone else's or your own, the warm and scarlet blood gently flows through the skin, infiltrating into the skin, waiting for the fresh vitality to be slowly taken away, and then quickly dry and peel off, turning into black skin solidified on the skin. Red imprint.

The feeling of fresh life passing between fingers, as long as you experience it once, you will never forget it forever.Just like the blood on the palm, it can never be washed away, it will be deeply hidden in the depths of the skin, longing for the next baptism of blood wholeheartedly.Waiting to be awakened next time, and then slowly and brutally began to pillage again.

Zhou Bai exhaled deeply.

It is undeniable that he was cowardly and guilty for the first time, and the blood that could not be washed away was like a sense of guilt attached to the bone, as if it was an indelible scar on his soul, permanently entangled and tormented his heart.

Until he gradually begins to become numb and become used to it.

—and then he began to enjoy the feeling.

Zhou Bai lowered his hands, and a smile appeared on his lips, warm and soft, but eerily creepy.

You see, in the long reincarnation, he also turned into a monster.

In the distance, Zhou Yan and Gu Yanxi came out of the tower wearing brand-new blue gowns. This was the uniform attire of the junior inner disciples of Jianzong. Zhou Bai watched the two slowly approaching, his face recovered. He looked calm and calm before, and his dark pupils were as deep as water. He handed them both a teleportation talisman and said:

"Inject your spiritual power into the spell, and then it will be sent to your current residence. Afterwards, someone will send Jianzong's primary mind method into your room."

"Thank you, Master." Both of them bowed and bowed together, and when they raised their heads again, they found that there was no one in front of them.

Zhou Bai, who had hidden his figure, stood aside, watching the two of them use their spiritual power to activate the spells, and then disappeared in place one after another. An unknown light flashed in their dark eyes.

He wanted to see what the ceremony would look like after he reversed the time and space of this plane.

In other words, how many reincarnations is this time?

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Xiaobai disappeared and followed behind Gu Yanxi.

It didn't greet Zhou Bai.

From the first time he saw Gu Yanxi, Xiaobai felt that subconsciously, there was something secretly pulling between them, like a kind of force majeure, floating on its psychological warning line.

That unknown sense of connection made Xiaobai feel very uncomfortable.

It tried to stay in Zhou Bai's sea of ​​consciousness and shield its own perception, but that feeling never disappeared, and even intensified.

Maybe it's because of the system?

Xiaobai had a vague guess in his heart.

After all, it used to be a part of the system, but over the long years, it has gradually evolved an independent mind. Even though it has broken away from the system in a way that is almost self-destructive, the connection with its own mother body is not the same. may disappear completely.

But when Zhou Bai and Gu Yanxi got closer and gradually had a conversation, Xiao Bai found that it seemed to be able to accept some blurred and broken pictures.

Those pictures are discontinuous, fragmented fragments, some are even just splicing of color blocks, or flickering of light and shadow.

However, for some reason, Xiao Bai knew in his heart that the protagonists of these pictures were all the same person—Zhou Bai.

For some reason, it left Zhou Bai's sea of ​​consciousness secretly, covering up the traces of its departure to the minimum, so as to ensure that Zhou Bai would not find it's departure as long as he didn't actively search the sea of ​​consciousness.

Then, it caught up with Gu Yanxi.

Xiaobai stayed far behind him, trying to stay away from his detection range, and the most part of the system, there is no one who knows these data better than it.

It carefully covered its tracks and followed him from a distance.

At this moment, Gu Yanxi and Zhou Yan had already passed the teleportation talisman and arrived at the mountain that had just been assigned to Zhou Bai.

The sun slanted westward, shrouded in a faint mist.

Among the verdant pine forests, several exquisite houses are dotted in a dotted pattern according to the arrangement of Qimen Dunjia, five elements and eight trigrams.A few cranes were flying or resting idly, and they were not alarmed when they saw someone coming. They just raised their eyes to look there, and there seemed to be spiritual light in Hei Lingling's eyes.

The entire mountain is quiet, only the sound of the breeze blowing through the pine forest and a few birds and insects.

And beside the doors of the two rooms closest to them, there were small wooden signs with the names of Zhou Yan and Gu Yanxi engraved on them.

Zhou Yan took a deep breath, letting the cold wind with a light scent of pine and bamboo slowly fill his chest cavity, his bright black eyes lit up with excitement, he put aside the idea that his fellow disciple was a dangerous person Finally, I couldn't wait to get into my house.

He gave Gu Yanxi a friendly smile, said hello in a hurry, and then walked straight to the room with his name on it.

There was always a gentle and gentle smile on Gu Yanxi's lips, and after Zhou Yan's figure disappeared, the curvature of his lips slowly converged, and finally disappeared, as if it was just a ripple brought by the breeze.

And when the breeze disappears, there is only a deep pool of calm beneath the ripples.

The expression in the black eyes slowly settled into a deep and thick black, indifferent and alienated as if being outside the world.

He looked around casually, with a cold look in his eyes, and then he also walked towards the room with his name on it.

There was a "click" sound between the wooden door and the door frame, and there was no one in the pine forest.

Xiaobai couldn't help but let out a long breath, and finally relaxed.

When feeling Gu Yanxi's gaze just now, although he believed in his ability to conceal, he still couldn't help but dodge backwards.

After all, this is the executor of number 001...

Xiaobai had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know what to feel for a while.

As a former part of the system, no one knows better than it that the numbers of the executors are definitely not randomly arranged and combined. However, as for the specific basis for the numbering, it has no clue.

The number 001 may represent the executor with the highest probability of mission success, or it may mean that this is the initial executor absorbed by the system, or... a combination of both?

Xiaobai doesn't know, and has no chance to know. In the hundreds of years when it derived its own consciousness, it is not without the phenomenon of being assigned to a plane with other executors. However, it has no chance to come into contact with this legendary No. 001 executor.

Before it was assigned to Zhou Bai, it didn't even know that this number really existed.

Xiao Bai stared closely at the closed wooden door, hesitatingly hiding among the pine leaves.

The sense of connection that seems to be drawn by something is getting stronger, as if slowly approaching a crater that is about to erupt, it can almost feel the faint vibration of the earth's crust and the tumbling of magma.

However, after all, this is a plane of hundreds of years. The system at that time was definitely not as powerful as it is now, and it is no longer a branch system attached to the system to absorb energy. After the trip, its current energy has also grown by leaps and bounds, and it is no longer what it used to be.

Xiao Bai secretly encouraged himself in his heart.

It carefully checked its hidden situation again, made sure that everything was correct, and then summoned up its courage, crossed the possible boundary area of ​​the system, and floated towards the door.

last world 6

Xiaobai cautiously passed through the crack of the door, and floated close to the wall to the wooden beam. From its angle, through the layered curtains, Gu Yanxi's face appeared blurred and indifferent. He sat casually near the circle Sitting on the bamboo chair by the window, his gaze falls far beyond the window lattice.

The feeling of danger became stronger and stronger, almost making it instinctively want to flee, but at the same time, the irresistible attraction became stronger, dragging it downward like a vortex.These two irresistible forces pulled each other in its body, almost tearing it apart.

Finally, the desire for the truth overcomes the urge to flee.

Xiaobai held his breath and concentrated, forcing himself to calm down.Then slowly approached.

It seemed to hear something.The sound was intermittent, like the muffled murmur of a blocked signal.

Xiao Bai cautiously moved closer.

Finally, the voice became clear.

"...Why?" The voice was mechanical and cold, but the tone seemed extremely confused.

After a period of silence, another voice replied succinctly: "I don't need to tell you."

Xiaobai was struck by lightning.It couldn't be more familiar with the first voice. For thousands of years, it was this voice that transmitted orders and directed actions to it. The impulse to obey was almost deeply engraved in its soul.The second voice was Gu Yanxi's, but it was so cold that it was almost distorted, it sounded like the collision of ice and metal.

Xiaobai finally realized that it could hear the conversation between the system and Gu Yanxi in the sea of ​​consciousness.It suppressed the excitement in its heart and continued to listen.

"This is the last time." The mechanical voice of the system sounded, and the inhuman synthesized voice was mixed with an almost emotional hiss, which sounded particularly inconsistent. "You know, your mission is..."

"I know." Gu Yanxi interrupted the system impatiently, "But after so many restarts, I tried so many...methods, there is still no clue at all." His voice paused imperceptibly It seemed that some complicated emotions were fleeting, but then he returned to the original calm and calm tone, and Xiao Bai almost felt that he had heard it wrong.

The system fell silent, and after a while, it spoke again, returning to its cold, emotionless voice: "What are you going to do this time?"

"..." Gu Yanxi didn't answer this time.

Everything returned to silence, and the room could only hear the distant chirping of birds outside the house and the slight rustle of the breeze blowing over the tops of bamboo leaves.

This endless conversation made Xiaobai confused, and the fog in his heart became thicker and thicker, with no tendency to clear up at all.

Boldly, it floated a little closer.

At this time, Xiaobai suddenly realized that the fragmented pictures it had received before had disappeared without knowing when, and the spliced ​​and broken light, shadow and color blocks suddenly disappeared from its eyes, making it feel empty. sense of incompatibility.Before Xiaobai realized the source of this sense of disobedience, it had already floated too close.

It was too late to retreat.

The rotating and broken picture and the broken notes suddenly exploded in Xiaobai's mind, and the turbulent tide of information rushed in with great force, making Xiaobai suddenly dizzy, and was overwhelmed by the violent color blocks and The scene is turbulent, and its rational strings are like a flat boat swaying and struggling in a violent storm, shaking on the verge of submersion.

It resisted the feeling of dizziness and discomfort, and got away from this place as quickly as possible.

When Xiaobai came to his senses again, it was far away from the mountain that belonged to Xubai, and was floating high in the air, with snow-white clouds floating quietly around it, from here you can see the person it escaped from. The room has become a fingernail-sized dark embellishment hidden among the emerald green bamboo forest on the top of the mountain, with a panoramic view of the entire mountain.

Xiaobai trembled violently unconsciously, almost collapsed.It seemed that all his energy had been exhausted in just a few seconds.

The one just now almost established a [connection] with the system.

Even after going through so many twists and turns, it has gradually gained its own consciousness, but in the final analysis, Xiaobai is still a subsystem, once a part of the system, a derivative of the system.The system is not only its matrix, but also its creator and ruler. From this perspective, they are one, and the medium connecting Xiaobai and the system is called [connection], which is irresistible , indestructible.A few worlds ago, Xiaobai used the power of the system to attack Zhou Bai to forcibly break this connection, and just now, it almost reconnected itself due to lack of caution.

Xiao Bai floated in the air holding his breath, praying in his heart that he could escape quickly enough, and stared at the distant shrunken room with fear, for fear of missing even a tiny bit of energy fluctuation.

After a long time, the bamboo forest in the mountains and the wooden houses in it were calm and calm, as if they had not been affected in the slightest.

Only then did Xiaobai relax a little.

It calmed down and checked whether there was any data leaked out in its database, or if there were any more loopholes—luckily among the misfortunes, everything was intact.

At this moment, Xiaobai suddenly stopped.

Although there was no leak in its database...but, there was something extra.

Those are some broken data, scattered scattered in Xiaobai's sea of ​​consciousness in a scattered manner, they are even so small that if you don't check carefully, they are extremely easy to be ignored.

Xiaobai used part of his energy to look at the silent wooden house in the distance. After hesitating for a while, he finally couldn't restrain the curiosity and anxiety surging in his heart, and started to restore this piece of data.

Although it has been out of the system for a long time, it was still a part of the system after all, and it can be said that it is very familiar with this relatively original version of the system. It took almost no effort to restore these data. If Xiaobai was not out of caution, Also distracted to observe the movement of the system, the recovery time will be shorter.

Xiaobai looked at these complete data fragments complicatedly, with mixed feelings in his heart, doubts, worries, curiosity, and vague uneasiness fermented and precipitated in his heart. Finally, he settled down and started to read.

The blurred picture is gradually solidified, and the color fills the world into a vivid gesture.

Xiaobai recognized this.This is something that every sub-system has mastered - it is used to back up the taskers' strategy process in each world, which is equivalent to their logs.Although these data have been restored, they are too small after all, leaving only a few frames for Xiaobai to read.

The reconstruction of the world in front of me is complete.

A person appeared in front of it, and Xiao Bai almost screamed in surprise—Zhou Bai! ! !

Or... is it vain?

His black hair is like a waterfall, and his white clothes are like snow.

A gentleman is like jade, independent from the world.

During the days when Xiaobai and Zhou Bai were together, in more than one world, sometimes for character design, sometimes for disguise, it has seen his handsome side many times, but never like this time , so pure and bright, like the first snow in winter, like a sharp new blade.

Seeing Xu Bai seemed to hear something, he turned around and looked back.After seeing that the person who came was Zhou Yan, the handsome facial features that were as clear as a god suddenly came alive, the face that was originally dusty and fairy-like seemed to be stained with a little freehand smoke and fire, and the cold aura that resisted thousands of miles calmed down, deeply The black pupils softened, and the corners of the lips curled into a slight arc.

The whole person seemed to be glowing, completely attracting Xiaobai's sight.

Make it almost tearful.

...In its memory, Zhou Bai had a bloody sneer, a mocking smile, and even a crazy laugh...but he never showed such a warm and innocent smile.

But before it could do anything, this picture suddenly disappeared, and another piece of data began to be deconstructed immediately, the disintegrated lines were scattered and reorganized, the color blocks were spliced, the light and shadow disappeared, and another picture was slowly changing from virtual to The reality appeared in front of its eyes.

Unlike the last picture, this one is cold and dilapidated.

The whole scene seemed to be shrouded in an ominous atmosphere.

It was a sea of ​​black and red.The dark and cold haze is spreading, with no end in sight, and the dazzling bright red is slowly covering the darkness again, cold and dark, and scorching hot as if it can burn the eyeballs.

In the intertwined black and red, there is only one eye-catching paleness.

The pale body stretches and stretches, and the black hair quietly spreads on the undulating texture, the strong visual impact is almost suffocating.

Bright red muscle texture and broken blood vessels can be seen at the huge wound that was cut completely and tightly.The texture was slowly healing on one side, and it was tearing apart at a faster speed on the other side.

It was only then that Xiao Bai discovered that the seemingly endless darkness and haze were bloodstains that had dried up, and the scarlet that was gradually covering was blood that continued to flow.

what is this……?

An unspeakable shock hit it, almost suffocating it.Xiaobai's mind was in a mess, and he could only move forward desperately, but in the next second, the picture had already disintegrated and disappeared without a trace.

Xiaobai stared at the emptiness in front of him in despair, his mind went blank, but the data did not give it any time to react, the next section of data began to be deconstructed and reshaped, and the spreading lines and color blocks made another section of the picture come alive .

The mountains are rugged and the bamboos are green.

The towering mountain gate is magnificent.

The familiar scenery was dyed beyond recognition by the same familiar bright red.

The mountain rock engraved with the word "Jian Zong" was broken at this moment, and fell down slumped. Those sword-like strokes fell apart as the stone surface shattered, and scattered in the pool of blood desolately.

Dismembered limbs are like pale dolls, piled up messily in front of the mountain gate, deep marks carved by fierce sword energy are everywhere on the whole land, green bamboos and grass leaves are also dyed from blue to green. The dark red color of the blood, like hell on earth, is too horrible to look at.

All of this seems to be just a cruelly exaggerated false picture, there is no sound, no breeze, only a terrifying silence.

This scene is a little longer than Xiaobai imagined.

It tried to search for signs of life here.From Jianzong, to the entire mountain peak, to the entire mortal world... nothing.Xiaobai looked at the result in disbelief, and began to expand his search range, the devil world...the fairy world...everything...

A vital sign suddenly appeared in Xiao Bai's consciousness.

It turned the space it was in, and jumped to the place where the vital signs were.

On the high cliff, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and a person stood in the pool of blood with his back to Xiao Bai.

Black hair, white clothes.

But the clothes were stained dark red by layers of blood, and the slender fingertips under the sleeves were soaked in rich blood, dripping down the bright sword blade, dripping to form a new pool of blood.

The man turned his head.

The murderous, manic smile is almost chilling.The blood in the eyes, which were as dark as a deep pool, was filled with blood, with an almost cruel innocence.

...He became the person Xiaobai was familiar with.

☆, 122

last world 7

After experiencing such a bizarre and treacherous scene, Xiaobai was still a little out of his mind, but in order to prevent Zhou Bai from becoming suspicious after being away for too long, he still followed the link between it and Zhou Bai at the fastest speed and rushed back.

The strange thing is that Zhou Bai didn't reassign the room that Jianzong reassigned to him in the plot, but returned to the cave where he retreated.

Just as Xiaobai disappeared and floated secretly into the cave, a voice suddenly sounded.

"You're back."

Light tone, statement statement.

The two star-like pupils looked straight at it in the half-light and half-dark ice-cold grotto, as calm as deep Tan, but seemed to have the penetrating power to see everything, making Xiao Bai instantly unable to hide.

It froze all over, but was instantly relieved.

In the final analysis, it took it too much for granted, thinking that with its current self, it could hide Zhou Bai... But, if it couldn't even discover its actions, he wouldn't be the current Zhou Bai.

Having figured this out, Xiaobai frankly removed his disguise.

A small ball of soft white light quietly suspended in mid-air, becoming the only light source in this dark cave, brightly illuminating a small dark space.

Zhou Bai sat cross-legged on the stone bed, his thin white sleeved gown was dragged down in a meandering gesture, his black hair was untied, and his stern facial features were expressionless, but against the shining white light emitted by Xiao Bai, they looked quite for soft.

He didn't seem surprised by Xiaobai's appearance.

"En." Xiao Bai was suspended in the air, looking directly into Zhou Bai's eyes.

"Did you find anything?" Zhou Bai continued to ask calmly.

"A lot."

"Oh?" Zhou Bai rolled his eyelids, "Let's hear it."

Unexpectedly, Xiaobai said firmly, "No."

Zhou Bai squinted his eyes, examining the familiar white ball in front of him.

——In the hundreds of years they have been together, Xiaobai has acted like a baby, sad, attached, and angry, but... this is the first time it has shown such clear and firm rejection and resistance in front of him.

"Unless you