Brother touches porcelain again

Dark clouds covered the sky and covered the sun, rolling towards Gu Bingqing, Ye Shi and Wei Xiaomian with overwhelming momentum.There was a sound of thunder, and pale lightning swiftly swam through the dark clouds like a ferocious dragon.

Gu Bingqing frowned.He felt that what was surging in the dark clouds was not demonic energy, but demonic energy.A demon has no soul, a demon doesn't even have a soul, and is totally irrational.They will only carry out endless killings with the instinct of chasing blood and evil.

"How can there be demonic energy in a fairyland like Wulong Mountain?" Wei Xiao couldn't help being shocked by so many strong demonic energy.

Dark clouds soon gathered to the top of the mountain.The sound of thunder exploded in the ears of the three of them, and the thin bolts of lightning crashed down from the mouth of a bowl, and struck straight on the crystal ice lotus.The leaf petals of the ice lotus trembled a few times and shrank, looking badly injured.Ye Shi, however, slept soundly, with a happy expression on his face, not aware of the coming crisis at all.Gu Bingqing swung his black knife, splitting the lightning that fell towards Ye Shi, and then using his limited memory, he made the petals of the ice lotus close up, covering Ye Shi layer by layer, lest the devilish lightning would hurt Ye Shi a hair.

"Who?" Wei Xiaomian roared domineeringly at the dark cloud where the demon energy condensed.

There was no answer from the other end of the dark cloud, the thunder still roared, and the lightning kept attacking Binglian.

Gu Bingqing stood on the ice lotus, raised the knife in his hand, and kept chopping the falling lightning, with a very serious expression.

Wei Xiaomian sneered, and said: "Knowing that you, Lord Ghost King, are here, you dare to make a mistake. Hmph!" Wei Xiaomian stretched out his hand unceremoniously, and immediately grabbed most of the dark clouds in the sky.

The dark cloud that had lost most of its magic energy seemed to pause for a moment.Then a weird scene happened.The lightning that was still attacking Gu Bingqing suddenly retreated into the dark clouds, and its pale color turned into aqua blue.Not only did they no longer attack the people on the ground, but they changed their postures, trapping the remaining demon energy in the air like a barrier formed by ropes.

The devilish energy struggled for a while, and finally calmed down unwillingly, allowing the water-blue lightning to wander around like a dragon, restricting its range of activities.In this way, the lightning of the demonic energy became the chains that restrained the demonic energy.

This is how the same thing?

Wei Xiaomian and Gu Bingqing watched in confusion.

Suddenly, a person walked out of the dark clouds.The man passed through the water-blue lightning, and was dressed in water-blue clothes. When he fell, his clothes fluttered, like the moment when a fairy first entered the mortal world, he was so beautiful.

"Master Mingyue." Gu Bingqing spat out these three words, and stared fixedly at the young master who stopped opposite her.

Although his aura is pure, he came out of the devilish aura.Wei Xiaomian kept repeating this sentence in his heart, and naturally stood beside Gu Bingqing, ready to fight at any time.

The young master Mingyue took out the green flute in his sleeve, twirled it a few times in his hand, and then said with a familiar smile: "Bingqing, you are finally back." When he smiled, he had a more mundane air than when he didn't.Wei Xiaomian is used to seeing the beauties in the blue sky and the yellow spring, but he also thinks that the color of the young master Mingyue can rank among the heavens and the earth.

"If you don't come back, the tea in Wulong Mountain will be tasteless." Young Master Mingyue said again.

Gu Bingqing glanced at the dark clouds of demonic energy that had calmed down, and asked, "Why are you in the demonic energy?" Why did Chen Xun want to kill him? Could it be that these demonic energy belonged to Mr. Mingyue?Young master Mingyue has fallen into a demon?

The young master Mingyue also glanced at the "zizi" swimming lightning and said, "Thank you Ghost King for your help."

"Oh?" Wei Xiaomian was very proud.

Young Master Mingyue said: "This devilish energy came to Wulong Mountain thousands of years ago, and I have been fighting against it for thousands of years."

"1000 years?" Gu Bingqing felt that he had grasped the key information, but for a while, he still couldn't connect the cause and effect.

Young Master Mingyue sat down cross-legged in the air, and said happily: "Yes, thousands of years ago, when Bingqing crossed the catastrophe, this cloud of devilish energy came."

"Crossing robbery?" Wei Xiaomian and Gu Bingqing asked questions at the same time.What happened thousands of years ago? "The demonic energy that can appear when crossing the catastrophe can only be the inner demon of the one who crosses the catastrophe. Are you saying that this group of demonic energy is the illusion of Bingqing's inner demon?"

Young Master Mingyue waved his hand, and a low table and tea set appeared in front of Gu Bingqing and Wei Xiaomian.He opened his posture for a long conversation, and said slowly: "The ghost king just sucked away most of the demonic energy, so I can suppress it. This cloud of demonic energy has been baptized by ice, green and thunder, and it is very difficult to deal with."

"So that's how it is." Wei Xiaomian said, "What happened to the robbery a thousand years ago?"

Young master Mingyue said: "Bingqing has cultivated for ten thousand years, how can she ascend to immortality without crossing the calamity?"

Wei Xiaomian said again: "Is Bingqing really a demon?" The son Mingyue's statement is too strange.

Young Master Mingyue smiled mysteriously, and said, "The King of Ghosts may have already read "The Record of Ten Thousand Monsters."

"How do you know?" Wei Xiaomian's heart sank.This son Mingyue is really not simple.

The young master Mingyue explained: "When Bingqing crossed the tribulation back then, I spent half my life in cultivation to help him cross the tribulation, which made some changes in "Wan Yao Lu."

"What's going on?" Gu Bingqing felt anxious for the first time.

"No rush, no rush." ​​Young Master Mingyue played with the flute in her hand again, "Let's talk about it after drinking some tea. This is the spiritual tea from Wulong Mountain. It can clear the heart, improve eyesight, and increase cultivation."

Neither Gu Bingqing nor Wei Xiaomian were in the mood to drink tea.

The young master Mingyue didn't care either.He held the flute to his lips, and said calmly, "Instead of letting me tell, why don't you watch it yourself."

Wei Xiaomian asked: "What do you think?"

The young master Mingyue said: "It just so happens that my traitor made the little disciple Ah Shi fall into a deep sleep, you go and read it in his memory."

"You want the memory of when you entered Ye? But he has been reincarnated nine times, and he has drunk Meng Po tea nine times, how can he have memories?" Wei Xiaomian raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Mengpo tea can wash away the memories of ordinary people, but it can't wash away the memories of me, Shituer." Young Master Mingyue said with a smile, "Go." After he finished speaking, he blew the flute in his hand.

The sound of the flute is long, ethereal and vicissitudes as if passing through the ancient times.Wei Xiaomian and Gu Bingqing listened, and saw the vicissitudes of the sea and the sun and the moon at the same time.They feel that time flies.They are in a strange situation, seem to gradually lose their minds, only relying on the guidance of the flute, they don't know where to go...

Gu Bingqing vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he seemed to be in a nightmare, knowing something was wrong, and wanted to wake up but couldn't.

I don't know how many times the sun rose and set, Gu Bingqing suddenly felt a soft and warm touch from the palm of his hand.Before he could move, he fell into a familiar embrace.

"Bingqing, cover your ears, don't listen."

This voice is gentle but slightly serious, with the power that Gu Bingqing can't refuse, who else would it belong to if it doesn't belong to Ye Shi?

While speaking, the feeling of touch in Gu Bingqing's hand has disappeared.Those gentle hands had already covered Gu Bingqing's ears.

"Ah Shi." Gu Bingqing called softly happily.