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As if he didn't like Xiao Beishang staring at him like this, the young man in white frowned, turned around and disappeared into the night, before Xiao Beishang's eyes.

Xiao Beishang stared blankly at the direction where the boy in white disappeared. The place was pitch black, like a giant beast with its mouth wide open, waiting for its prey to walk in.

He hesitated on the spot for a while, but finally failed to muster up the courage to chase after him, gritted his teeth, turned and ran towards the mountain gate.

Since then, Xiao Beishang has never seen the white-clothed boy again, which made him regret not chasing him many times, at least he had to ask his name.

Six years later, on Beishang's birthday, with a wave of Bei Mo's hand, a family banquet was held in the mountain gate.

At the opening of the banquet, Xiaochen, the owner of Xiaoyao Mountain, came to visit. Like before, there was also a young man who was about the same age as Beishang.

He, dressed in white clothes Shengxue, carrying a long sword, stood upright beside Xiaochen.

He has a handsome, perfect face, calm and expressionless.

He has a pair of eyes shining like pearls, and there is a trace of indifference in his eyes, which makes others dare not get too close when they are amazed by his peerless appearance.

The moment he saw the boy in white, Beishang felt his blood boil.

It's him!

The white-clothed boy who saved him in Fenglin six years ago but did not leave his name behind.

Although his appearance had changed after many years, Beishang still recognized him at a glance.

Xiao Chen smiled and said: "Jin'er, Shang'er is not only about the same age as you, but also has the same level of cultivation as you. From now on, don't always practice hard behind closed doors in the mountain gate, and walk around with Shang'er more when you have time, and communicate with each other. It’s also a good experience to practice next time.”

Bei Shang's eyes lit up, it turned out that he was the "Wushuang Lord" Xiao Jin who was famous in hundreds of families at the age of 16!

Xiao Jin nodded his head in response, "Yeah".

Beishang stared at him excitedly: "Xiao...brother..."

He wanted to ask Xiao Jin if he still remembered him, but Xiao Jin just glanced at him, nodded slightly, then lowered his head slightly, pursing his lips tightly, as if he didn't want to talk to anyone more.

On the spot, Beishang felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured from head to sole of his feet, chilling his whole body.

Afterwards, until the banquet was over, until Xiao Jin left, he never found a chance to talk to her again.

Standing in front of the window, Beishang stared blankly at a maple tree outside the window. A gust of wind blew in, and the maple tree swayed with the wind, and a few maple leaves fell down, and floated to the window. He reached out to catch one, and couldn't help but recall six The night they met years ago seemed like yesterday.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that at some point in time, he had been sitting in front of the desk with a pen in his hand. Looking down, there was a portrait lying quietly on the desk with wet pen and ink.

A handsome young man with a long sword on his back, slightly lowered his head, standing tall and straight.

It was Xiao Jin standing beside Xiao Chen.

Looking at the person in the portrait, Beishang felt lost.

Xiao Jin was hailed by hundreds of schools as the unparalleled "Unparalleled Lord" in the world. Even among the people, there are many stories about him.Ever since he knew that the white-clothed boy he had been thinking about was Xiao Jin, in his bedroom, the desks, and hangings on the wall were almost all about him.

And these are basically collected from the people.

Beishang usually has a gentle temperament and is approachable, but he never lets anyone enter his bedroom, even his master Bei Mo is no exception.

Because of this, the deepest secret in his heart is hidden.

……

Just as Beishang was in a trance, several sharp arrows roared towards him.

The memory was interrupted, Bei Shang raised his eyelids with some displeasure, a light curtain appeared in front of the two of them, and the sharp arrow flew in front of the light curtain, suspended in the air, and stagnated.

He raised his hand, but before he exerted any strength, Xiao Jin closed his eyes, grabbed his hand, and said calmly: "Let's go."

He glanced at the people below, spread his wings behind him, and flew into the sky with the person in his arms across his arms, flying to the mid-air of Shengyin Village, where a barrier of light curtain appeared, blocking the way.

A trace of evil spirit flashed across Beishang's face, Chasing Soul and Pofeng appeared in front of the barrier at the same time, their whole body exuding a black light like ink and lacquer.

The dagger and sword, which were originally side by side, gradually merged together and turned into a big knife with a width of one foot and a length of six feet.

The moment the two merged into one, the aura between the heaven and the earth seemed to be drained away, and a breath-taking aura spread from the knife, and the thick black energy was tumbling wildly around the knife.

Feeling hard to breathe, Xiao Jin opened his eyes, looking at the strange broadsword exuding a thick black light in front of him, he felt an indescribably weird feeling.

This feeling seems very friendly, but also seems very strange, his eyes could not help but flashed the color of shock and doubt.

Seeing the big knife slowly raised, he suddenly realized what Beishang was going to do, and was about to stop it, but the big knife slashed fiercely at the barrier, and in an instant, the barrier cracked a hole that could allow two people to enter and exit .

Beishang hugged him, flapped his wings on his back, and instantly flew out from the opening in the barrier.

After they went out, the barrier slowly closed again, as if it had never been opened.

The villagers below have been paying attention to the two of them. Seeing this scene, they all showed expressions of disbelief and panic.

You must know that this enchantment and the mist formation around the village are both left by ancient powers. They have been protecting their Shengyin Village since ancient times. Under their noses, someone broke the barrier above Shengyin Village and left calmly.

How can they not be afraid?How not to panic?

Beishang's face turned pale slightly. After he rushed out of Shengyin Village with Xiaojin, there was a jungle outside, and he landed slowly beside a big tree. He took out a small medicine bottle from the bag, and carefully cleaned the wound on Xiao Jin's face.

After treating the wound, he turned his head and thought for a while, reached out to the wings behind him and grabbed a handful of golden feathers, and refined them with spiritual fire for a while, a simple yet gorgeous golden mask slowly appeared.

This mask is only about half the size of the face. The inside is as thin as gauze, and the outside is a layer of golden fluff.

"I thought about it," Beishang handed the mask to Xiao Jin, and said softly, "The wound on your face has no suitable dressing for the time being, so you can put on this temporary feather mask first. .”

His face was paler than before, and his figure seemed to be a little unstable.

Xiao Jin didn't take the mask he handed over, staring at him: "Turn around."

"I'm fine, you..." Seeing his insistence, Bei Shang turned around helplessly.

Xiao Jin carefully inspected the wings behind him and found that there was no wound, he was slightly relieved.

He signaled Beishang to sit beside him, and after he sat down and put the mask aside, he grabbed his hands again and channeled spiritual power for him.

Xiao Jin wasn't really surprised by Beishang's sudden growth of wings. After all, he knew in advance that he was the offspring of the golden-winged god tiger and human beings. This wing was probably inherited from the god tiger's gene.

As for himself, although he was seriously injured, his spiritual power was full.

After a while, he withdrew his hand and asked, "The wings behind you can't be retracted?"

Beishang nodded: "Maybe it's because I'm not familiar with using it yet, so I can't put it away for now." Then, he passed the mask over, "Try it?"

Xiao Jin didn't delay this time, he bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood on the mask. When the blood touched the mask, the mask had a halo visible to the naked eye.

This mask was made by Beishang with spiritual fire, and it can be regarded as a small magic weapon. He dripped blood to make him recognize the master.

After recognizing the Lord, Xiaojin had a thought, and the mask automatically flew up and covered his destroyed left face.

Beishang waved his hand, and a wall of water appeared in front of the two of them.

When he put on this mask, not only did he not lose his original handsome face, but instead added a sense of holiness and mystery, which made him even more elegant than the previous "Master Wushuang" who was hailed as unparalleled in the world by hundreds of schools.

Bei Shang's eyes trembled.

Xiao Jin stared blankly at himself in the water curtain, feeling as if he had passed away. This was the first time that he cared so much about his appearance.

Because, the person standing in front of him is him!

He said sincerely: "Thank you."

Beishang was startled slightly, and smiled wryly: "Your injury..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Jin said: "My injury has nothing to do with you, you don't have to blame yourself."

Beishang opened his mouth, at this moment, he wanted to tell him everything.

Tell him that he is the little boy he rescued in Maple Grove 12 years ago.

Tell him that he is always in his heart.

Tell him, in fact, whether it is abnormal or normal, he still remembers everything that happened between them, and never forgets, even a little bit...

There are too many things I want to say, but when the words reach my mouth, they all turn into a low sigh in the end.

He is a unparalleled gentleman who is well-known in hundreds of schools. He is upright and unstained. If he knows that a man has unreasonable thoughts about him, what expression will he have?What mood?Disdain?Sneer?Or... From now on, you can't even be friends?

Today, the two finally got to know each other, if they become strangers...

Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, Beishang closed his eyes, his heart tightened.

"Someone."

At this time, Xiao Jin said something in a low voice.

Beishang listened attentively, and indeed heard many people coming towards the two of them not far away.

He looked around, bent over and hugged Xiao Jin horizontally, flew up the tree, and hid himself.

The big tree they were resting on was quite tall, and its branches and leaves were extremely dense. If you didn't look carefully, you really couldn't see that there was someone hiding in the tree.