The Stars Cross the Frost Ocean

As the night grew thicker, Bai Yushou sat in front of the window, staring at the cold moon with blank eyes.I silently warned myself in my heart, to paralyze myself, I must wait until he comes back.This night is still very long.

One day, two days, three days... Bai Yu didn't wait for him.Anxiety, uneasiness, apprehension, disappointment, and sorrow occupied his entire chest, transforming into deep helpless sorrow and despair.These days, no one came to see him, whenever he went to them, they avoided him like the plague, perfunctory him, rejected him, and refused to tell him Zhuo Qing's whereabouts.He also went out to look for it, but the results were disappointing and returned without success.Every time I see a person like him on the street, and take a closer look, it's not like him.Returning to the pie like a walking dead, staring at the fading sunset outside the window in a daze.His heart was ashamed, silent, helpless, surrounded by guilt, and finally hung a white silk on the beam.

Zhuo Qing came back but couldn't find the master, so he went back to the camp alone, wanting to see if the master had returned, even though he knew that the hope was very slim.It's been several days since I saw Bai Yu, and I didn't tell him when I left, he must be in a hurry.As he thought this way, his heavy steps gradually became lighter.

However, what greeted him was Bai Yu's cold corpse.

Zhuo Qing felt like he was going to die.

Those monks grinned and told him the truth, saying that they wanted him to be a fool.

He knew what it felt like to fall from the clear and bright heaven to the burning hell in an instant.

It was an emotion in which the skin and flesh were scorched and exuded the smell of hatred.

Violence, violence, and dark emotions all flooded into my mind at that moment, causing sharp pain.An unknown force crazily rampaged in the body, and the red marks between the brows gradually appeared. "Heh." There was a sneer that was extremely low.Terrible.With a wave of both hands, countless monks floated up into the sky, like sky lanterns.The spiritual power in Zhuo Qing's body was draining rapidly, with a flick of his sleeves, all the monks fell quickly, like falling stars, suddenly fell to the ground, smashed into puddles of meat sauce powder.The sky was dyed a blood-like red color, and the ground was filled with real blood flowing like rivers.

Zhuo Qing remained expressionless and walked out of the city.Outside the city, most of them are the homes of those monks.

People, beasts, grass, and trees were all solidified into stone statues inch by inch. Those people screamed in pain, resented, cursed, and their lives were burned.The souls of all living beings were drawn away and turned into cold stones.Those living souls were crushed into powder by him.And his spiritual veins also burst one by one.

Clouds covered the entire Pingcheng.

Forced to make a living, he chose to practice Gu Dao.The taste of being bitten by thousands of insects every day.

He originally wanted to slaughter all the people in the world who claimed to be righteous, so he waited for Xue Yang in Pingcheng, and kept dismembering the things he cared about most.It was only later that he had a dream that changed his mind.

In the dream, Bai Yu was wearing a white shirt with emerald flowing patterns embroidered on the cuffs, her face was elegant and soft, against the sunlight.

"It's time to stop, it's exhausting," he said.

He said: "Tomorrow is still very beautiful, and I won't fall here for me."

He said: "Don't live so miserable, I want to see you happy."

The voice is warm and moist, just like the past.

It made Zhuo Qing miss him suddenly.

He changed his plan and went to see him earlier in order to save his life.

Those he had killed were nothing more than resentment and unwillingness before death.This made him curious, if he died, what would he think of?

But when his moment did come, it turned out he just couldn't stop thinking about him.

He couldn't stop vomiting blood, and his body was in severe pain.What he thought in his heart was just the word "Bai Yu".

The last thing he thought of as his consciousness sank into total darkness was a conversation.

"What's your name?"

"...Zhuo Qing."

"Which Zhuo, which Qing?"

"Excellent Zhuo, cool breeze."

However, he was extremely evil all his life and ended up in a quagmire.

There is no misty window with falling feathers, and there is no breeze blowing beside the lotus.

Only the residual brilliance of Zhuxiang is left, and the wind and rain are sad and desolate to hold on to the sky.

melting cold

The bright rays of the sun finally pierced through the darkness, and Pingcheng finally ushered in the first warm dawn.

However, the situation is still confrontational.The atmosphere was tense.If Xiao Xingchen couldn't give a perfect answer, a fierce battle might be inevitable.

The leader of a monk glared, his eyes were about to crack, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and he asked sharply, "You two priests, what is the meaning of this?" Song Lan tilted his head slightly, and the sun shone on his indifferent side face above, in different shades.

The Fuxue Sword has not retreated yet.

Xiao Xingchen couldn't see the current situation, and said calmly: "The culprit of the disaster in Pingcheng has been beheaded. You can go back and return to your life." The monks looked at each other in doubt, someone pointed to Zhuo Qing's body, and seemed suddenly realized.

One person looked at Xue Yang and said awkwardly, "But he...".Xiao Xingchen looked at Xue Yang, who was half leaning in his arms, his chest slightly collapsed, and a trace of coldness flashed across his eyes: "What's wrong with him?"

That person plucked up his courage, and shouted loudly: "He is a member of the devil, who can guarantee that he will not harm others in the future? Daoist Xiao Xingchen, you should know your position!" Xiao Xingchen thought in his heart. Feeling uncomfortable, he retorted: "So what? From now on, I will surrender him as a demon, and I will guarantee everything he does in the future. If there is any mistake, come to me and ask for it." That's what it says." The monk was speechless, after all, Xiao Xingchen's prestige was too high, so he didn't dare to question it casually.

At this moment, Xue Yang, who had been silent all this time, had dark and unclear emotions in his eyes, he suppressed the sharp pain in his chest, and said with a cold expression: "Taoist... Actually, you don't have to say that." Xiao Xingchen looked sideways , looking at him in surprise: "Are you awake?" Xue Yang had lowered his head without saying a word before, motionless, so quiet that everyone thought he had passed out.The sudden opening of his mouth shocked everyone's hearts.

The voice was extremely flat and hoarse, but it concealed infinite indifference and alienation. Listen carefully, and there is a hint of sadness that is not easy to detect.

Xue Yang shook his head as an answer.He said calmly: "I've actually been awake all the time. I can hear every word and every word you said clearly. It's just that I don't want to talk to anyone." Looking at his worried face, he was already numb His heart began to twitch and ache again, but his face remained calm, untouched by any waves: "You are right, including you."

Xiao Xingchen: "...".Xue Yang took a deep breath, and slowly said: "No one's feelings are static. It is impossible for me to maintain the original intention for you after going through so much. No matter how your attitude changes, you are wrong. .I'm not the kind of person who comes and goes when you call. After you have worn away my feelings for you a little bit, I have no patience to continue. Just like the sword you stabbed me, even if It will regrow blood and flesh, but it will always leave a scar, always reminding me of this cruel fact. So, Xiao Xingchen, don’t always regard you as my Xue Yang’s everything. Without you, I’m nothing. The kind. Because in my heart you are not that important at all, it has always been like this."

Xiao Xingchen's eyes were reddish, a little hot, but more stunned.Unexpectedly, after he finished speaking, it was Song Lan who was annoyed: "Xue Yang, you have no idea how much he has done for you, how much he has given up, and how much he has violated. Now that you say such things, you Do you have any heart at all!" Xue Yang chuckled, but it was a little provocative: "Maybe not." Song Lan was really annoyed, and a little anger welled up in his heart: "You! He did it for you to avoid being scolded by the world. How many things. For your safety, he risked his life to come to you. Now he is so worthless in your mouth, what qualifications do you have to judge him!" Xue Yang gave him a disdainful look, and lightly He snorted and said, "Really? That's really wronged you, Xiao Xingchen. I don't know anything about these things."

Song Lan wanted to argue again, but Xiao Xingchen stood up slowly, as if he had made some major determination, his steps were firm, but his eyes were a little dull.He said to Song Lan desolately: "That's all, Zichen. Let's go." Before he finished speaking, he had already walked out of the city, his back was a little gloomy.Song Lan glanced at Xue Yang again, seeing that he was silent, sighed heavily, turned around and chased after him.

Xue Yang turned his eyes away, forcing himself not to look at him.

It was the first time for the monks to see this situation, and they were a little overwhelmed, so they decided to ask the seniors to make a judgment.

The crowd dispersed, and Xue Yang seemed to be the only one left in the vast world.

Xiao Xingchen stopped walking towards the outside of the city. He was not far from Xue Yang at this moment, and he suddenly wanted to take another look at him.Seeing this, Song Lan took the group of monks and left.

Hearing the movement, Xue Yang clutched his chest, raised his eyes subconsciously, and looked in Xiao Xingchen's direction.

After Xiao Xingchen went through a fierce ideological struggle, he finally obeyed his will and looked back.

He thought Xue Yang had left too, but he didn't.

When Xiao Xingchen met Xue Yang's gaze, the latter was holding his chest in pain, his expression distorted due to the extreme pain.But the eyes of the two met for a moment, Xue Yang hurriedly put on a look of disapproval, but the flash of panic made him look a little embarrassed.

Under the soft golden light of the morning sun, Xue Yang's face looked extraordinarily thin, and his black clothes were a little torn, with patches of blood.Mo's hair was a little disheveled. At this time, he didn't say a word, and he didn't have the usual sneering smile on his face. He just stared at him like that, but it made Xiao Xingchen feel