Master of time travel

The whip drew a graceful arc in the air, and then landed on the girl's thin back.

The girl was lying on the ground, her back was torn apart, and no one part was intact.Flesh and broken clothing were kneaded together, and the place where the eyes met was bloody.If it weren't for the fact that the girl's body would twitch every time the whip fell, making an almost inaudible muffled sound, it would almost make people think that the girl had already died.

Consciousness gradually receded, a warm current came from his chest, and even the pain on his back became less unbearable, as if he had returned to his mother's arms.Even though Yunling has never had the memory of being hugged by her mother, she thinks that's probably how it feels.

There was a warm, wet and greasy feeling on his face, and Yun Ling thought of the black cat that winter.If it wasn't for that black cat, maybe she would have frozen to death in the snow long ago.

If a person dies, he will have nothing, and he will not feel anything again, whether it is pain, sadness, inferiority complex, or perhaps a trace of longing that even Yun Ling himself can't figure out.Nothing will be left, and it will disappear alone in the vast world, turning into a pile of loess, and no one knows.

A white dress flashed in her mind, and Yun Ling's eyes were a little bit astringent. In her not-so-long life, the only warmth is probably that person, that woman who loves all the good things in the world.

But I don't know if the person who died will feel a little sad?

The warm current in his chest is getting stronger and stronger, and the wet and greasy touch on his face is becoming more and more real. Yun Ling can even feel the uneven surface of the thing that has licked her, as if... It is a tongue, It's very similar to the feeling of the red fox licking the palm of your hand.

Tongue.....

Yun Ling opened her eyes in shock.

A hairy face magnified several times filled Yunling's entire field of vision. Yunling guessed right, the wet and greasy thing was indeed a tongue.

The fiery red thing squatted in front of Yunling, tilted its furry head, and looked innocent.

Yun Ling tried to move her fingers, but found that there was no numbness as she imagined, so she turned over quickly.He lowered his head to look at the white clothes that were stained with mud, stretched out his hands and patted them a few times to see that there were still traces, and he frowned with some inexplicable concern in his heart.

But she immediately realized a more serious matter. She entered the cave on the second day in the secret realm, but she didn't know what time it was.

Could it be that she was in a coma all night...or longer...

If so, that means....

Yun Ling was a little impatient, and her luck flew out of the cave.

The scorching sun hangs outside the cave, and the girl who rushed out of the cave didn't slow down at all, and it can even be said to be faster than before.

The white clothes "squeaked" in the air, and the girl flew towards the north quickly. Dust was flying in the place where the girl passed, and the branches swayed.Before it recovered, a cloud of red also flew past quickly, still in the north, faster than the girl in white just now.

When it finally calmed down, a cyan figure walked out of the cave slowly, the black box in his hand exuding a slight chill under the scorching sun.The man in Tsing Yi looked in the direction where the girl and the fox disappeared, his expression was gloomy and inexplicable.After a long while, he put away the box in his hand, and with an unpredictable arc at the corner of his mouth, he turned and quickly left in the opposite direction of the girl.

Yun Ling is very anxious now, beads of sweat are dripping from the corner of his forehead, a cultivator can already control the temperature and cold of his body freely in the late stage of Jindan, and there will be no such thing as sweat.But Yunling doesn't have extra time to adjust his internal breath now, because there is still an hour before the secret realm will be closed.

That is to say, if she fails to make it to the entrance of the secret realm before the last stick of incense, she will lose not only her face, but that person's. This is the most unbearable thing for her.

At the entrance of the secret realm, everyone is guarding here, because today is the last day when the secret realm is opened, and it is also the day when all the disciples come out.No matter whether he finds something or not, he is the most potential disciple in his sect after all, so he always needs to take care of it.

People came out of the secret realm one after another, either happy, depressed, elated, disheveled, or in a mess, but they finally came out.

Under the scorching sun, the woman in white at the entrance was covered with a layer of cold air, which made people in the distance feel cold all over.

"Yunhui, are you worried?"

The person who asked the question was a kind-faced old man with white eyebrows and beard, wearing a loose Taoist robe, who looked like a hermit with immortal demeanor.

"A little bit."

Mo Yun eased the ice on his face and replied.

The white-bearded old man and the tall and thin man beside him looked at each other with inexplicable expressions, and stopped talking.

The secret realm is completely isolated from the outside world, so Mo Yun cannot feel Yun Ling's breath.Moreover, a strange feeling came from Soul Jade halfway. Although it wasn't that the girl was in danger, Mo Yun was still a little uneasy.

It was only half an hour since the secret realm was closed, and Yunling still hadn't come out.

"To the three suzerains, the disciples of the seven sects who entered the secret realm have all come out except Yunhuangzong's Yunling."

"Understood, let's go down." The old man waved and said.

Telling his disciples to back down, the old man looked at the woman in white with indifference, and said with a smile, "You don't have to worry too much, Yunhui. Although there are many treasures and spirit beasts in this secret realm, we both know that they won't do anything to Qi Qi. How about a large number of people?"

This sentence is too profound, Mo Yun is not easy to answer, she is not the original owner, how can she know what is in the secret realm, whether she has even entered it or not.

The person in front of him is not an ordinary fox, but an old fox who has lived for thousands of years and has matured. If Mo Yun says a wrong word, the days to come will be very sad.

"I'm just worried that the villains are playing for fun and will miss the time." So not answering the call at this time is the clearest choice.

"Hahaha, if it's just because of this, then you don't have to worry, Yunhui, maybe your beloved disciple is encountering some difficult opportunities.

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "If you haven't seen your beloved disciple in the time of a stick of incense, then we will go in and look for her."

The old man smiled very easily, and there was a little teasing in his words, as if he was a loving elder who doted on the younger generation.

"Shameless!" An angry scolding voice came from his mind.

"Who is shameless?" Mo Yun asked a certain system that suddenly didn't know which route was short-circuited again.

"That disgusting old man with a wrinkled face and a smile!"

A wrinkled face?Disgusting?What a rude evaluation, Mo Yun felt a little sympathy for the old man opposite.

A certain system rolled its eyes vividly in Mo Yun's mind.According to what it has learned in this world for so long, the old man in front of him is the suzerain of Mo Zong, Lian Jundao, one of the three Mahayana periods, and the tall and thin man next to the old man is Xiao Yi, the suzerain of Jian Zong. Another Mahayana period.This is not the most important thing. What makes a certain system feel uncomfortable is that the old man obviously entered the Mahayana period later than the original owner.It's just because the aptitude is too bad, well, it's not bad, but it's incomparable compared to the original owner.Because his cultivation was too slow, he was already quite old when Zhuyan was born, and he was already an old man over a hundred years old.So relying on his old age, he always looked like a senior, which made the system very breathless.What the cultivation world values ​​is not age, but seniority in cultivation. In terms of seniority in cultivation, it is obvious that the original owner is bigger!shameless!

If Mo Yun knew the idea of ​​a certain system, he would probably sneer and compare his qualifications with the original owner?There is almost no one in this world who can compare with the original owner's aptitude.It took a hundred years to enter the stage of distraction, and then it took another hundred years to enter the stage of Mahayana, a state that others have not reached after thousands of years of cultivation.This speed is even faster than that of Fu Qingwu, and he has become the suzerain of Yunhuang Sect as a matter of course, without any hindrance, and is respected by others.

Sometimes Mo Yun doubts that the original owner of his body is the real protagonist.

"The protagonist hasn't come out yet?"

"kindness."

Knowing that the host was not in a good mood, a certain system was smart once in a while and chose to shut up.

More than half an hour had passed, and Mo Yun's heart became more and more anxious, but his face became more and more calm.

"To the three suzerains, the time limit has come." A young disciple walked up to Mo Yun and his party and stood still.

The old man glanced at Mo Yun, waved his hand to the disciple and said, "Understood, let's go down."

"Yes!" The young disciple bowed and retreated respectfully.

"Should we go in and have a look?" the old man asked, without a trace of the toughness that a suzerain or a strong person should have on his face.

There are not many people who can ask the old man who is a Mahayana monk for advice, but there are two in front of him.

The tall and thin man had a gloomy expression from beginning to end, like a cold and hard rock.Hearing the old man's question now, he just nodded his head in agreement, and his movements were a little stiff, as if he hadn't moved for a long time.

Mo Yun knew very well that the reason why the old man wanted to ask her was because Yun Ling was her apprentice.If she went to look for Yunling this time, the news would definitely spread quickly in the cultivation world. As Yunling's master, she would naturally become the focus of this matter.

The Fu family, who would rather offend the four major families, choose a girl of unknown origin and background as a direct disciple. This incident has already caused an uproar in the cultivation world.If the three major sect masters went in to look for Yunling in person this time, it would be her Yun Huang sect master's face that would be lost in the eyes of these people.

People's curiosity and gossiping nature will not be changed by a little more respect. The reason why Mo Yun has not heard any gossip with his own ears is just because of the fear of others.

Fear is often more effective than respect.

The funny thing is that Mo Yun doesn't care about what other people say, she never lives for those few words in other people's mouths.

"it is good."

Hearing Mo Yun's answer, a trace of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes. He probably didn't expect Mo Yun to agree so readily, almost without hesitation.

"If that's the case, then we--" Before leaving, the old man's words stopped abruptly, because he felt the soft breath of the woman in white in front of him.

"master......"

"Um"

The spring breeze that blows in an instant creates circles of ripples in the empty valley and bitan.