moonlit night

"Senior Sister Mu, wake up! Wake up!"

Mu Nianping was awakened by this anxious call.

She managed to gather up her somewhat slack mind, opened her eyes and raised her head, and finally saw the appearance of the person in front of her clearly.

This is, Uncle Yue's little apprentice, Sister Qingluan's little apprentice?

It seems to be called... the long night.

So... what about that witch?

Recalling what happened before, Mu Nianping's pupils shrank suddenly, and cold sweat instantly drenched his temples and hair.She looked around in fear, and then urged Jun Changye in a pleading voice: "Quick...go! Go...to find my master...or Uncle Yue, or else...don't come..."

"Otherwise it will be too late." A female voice answered with a smile.

When Mu Nianping heard the voice, he fainted again.

Jun Changye turned his head suddenly, and saw Biluo leaning against the door of the dilapidated house at some point, with the white flute in his hand glowing with a faint blue light, which looked even more strange under the dim light and shadow.

The smile on her face was as sweet and lovely as when I saw her just now, but at this moment, it gave off an indescribably eerie feeling for no reason.

Jun Changye clenched the fairy sword in his hand, stood up from Mu Nianping and another disciple who was still in a coma, and tried his best to be normal: "Sister Biluo, my senior sister is not in a good condition now, I wonder if you can let me..."

"Let you take them away?" Biluo tilted her head playfully, "Why not?"

She said so, but she actually gave up a way to the outside of the courtyard.

Seeing her like this, Jun Changye didn't have time to hesitate any longer, and immediately helped up a disciple with Wang Le, and walked carefully towards the door.When passing by Biluo, the two also thanked her together.

"No thanks, little idiot." Biluo giggled behind them, "I just said you can take them away, but it depends on whether they are willing to go with you."

After she said this, the bone flute that kept spinning in her hand touched her lips, and a series of sharp tunes poured out from the flute, which was so piercing that it shocked people's mind in an instant.

Mu Nianping, who had been leaning quietly on Jun Changye's body, suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the sound of the flute. His eyes, which were originally clear, were now empty as if he had lost his soul.Taking advantage of Jun Changye's agitation, she snatched the fairy sword from his hand, and then with a sinister smile, she stabbed hard at his left shoulder with her backhand!

This was unexpected and vicious and tricky, and it was easy to get the hand. The sharp tip of the sword pierced deeply into Jun Changye's left shoulder in an instant, and then pulled it out without hesitation, bringing out a large amount of blood.

Jun Changye's body shook violently, and he almost didn't fall directly, but fortunately, he reacted quickly, and quickly summoned an earth shield from the ground with his right hand to block in front of him, and then condensed wood-type spiritual power on his shoulder to relieve the injury.

Kunwu has sect rules, he can't hurt fellow sects, so he can only defend passively, but in the blink of an eye, this response is obviously not enough at all. At this moment, Mu Nianping is completely like a puppet manipulated by the sound of the flute. The sword came again in a blink of an eye, the movement was so fast that it was dazzling, and the hastily condensed earth shield was soon riddled with holes.

"Nice job, little girl." After playing a frightening tune, Biluo clapped her hands happily, "I'll make your death a little bit nicer later."

After hearing her words, Mu Nianping seemed to smile stiffly, then continued to attack with his sword expressionlessly, and the last few swords narrowly brushed Jun Changye's left chest, fearing that they would directly pierce through his chest in a while. heart.

"This is the starting style, which is called Dependent Origination, and it intends to borrow from the surrounding nature to create endless vitality."

"Every flower and tree can be used as a vessel, regardless of the time and shape."

Another sword struck, just when Jun Changye felt that he could no longer hold on, what Yue Qingchen said when he was teaching them Rongku swordsmanship suddenly rang in his ears involuntarily. That indifferent appearance reappeared in Jun Changye's mind exactly.

Dependence, vitality.

Between the heaven and the earth, there seemed to be echoing voices of spirits one after another, and the object of the echo was actually a dead leaf picked up from the ground by the little boy in a hurry.The dead leaf was very inconspicuous, but it resisted Mu Nianping's last sword with all his strength, and shook the sword out of Mu Nianping's hand, which was already exhausted. It was taken from the surrounding world, and the lush grass beside the young man withered instantly as if it had been drained of vitality.

"Yeah," Biluo rubbed her chin, her smiling face froze for a moment, and said to herself, "Rongru?"

Prosperous and withered style, Su Xihe.

Thousands of years ago, Su Xi and He made prosperity under the ancient Xiaoxiang tree. A hundred years ago, at the Zhegui meeting, he amazed the world with his smile. Anyone who saw him would never forget his high-spirited appearance.

"So, little baby, you are actually Wang Shu's apprentice?" Biluo rubbed the bone flute in her hand, pondered for a moment, seemed to be hesitating, then raised the flute to her lips and played a few notes.

This time it was completely different from the small fights before. As soon as the sound came out, the people who were still moving in the courtyard covered their ears almost at the same time, obviously unable to bear such a sound.However, even so, it was of no avail, and several people quickly fell to the ground, completely losing consciousness.

Biluo walked up to Jun Changye and kicked him on the shoulder with the toe of the pompom, as if to confirm whether Jun Changye had really passed out.After confirming, she squatted down next to him, holding Jun Changye's blood-stained face carefully with her small hands, and wiped the blood on him with her sleeves, and then began to look carefully.

"What do you see?" Someone asked from behind.

It was a man's voice, but it was extremely hoarse and ugly, as if it had been burned by smoke, even just listening to it gave people a sense of discomfort, let alone imagining his appearance.

"I can see that he looks like a person." Biluo still played with Jun Changye's bloodless face over and over again, and replied without raising her head.

The man behind took a few steps forward, stopped beside Biluo, followed her example and bent down to look at Jun Changye, but only took one look before commenting: "It really looks like Su Xihe."

"That's right." A sneer curled up on the corner of Biluo's lips, "I didn't expect that she would actually give birth to the demon king, and I didn't expect that this little evil would fall into my hands one day. It's rare that God has mercy , Such an opportunity of great luck must not be wasted."

She was still immersed in her own thoughts, but the man beside her sighed, took out a clean soft handkerchief from his arms, and handed it over.

"You have blood on your face, wipe it off."

Hearing this, Biluo finally raised her head to look at him, she took the handkerchief and wiped a few on her face casually, then approached him like a puppy, sniffed her nose, and said in distaste: "It smells so heavy of blood, and you To kill?

The other party didn't answer, but just looked at her quietly. The eyes exposed outside the black mask were cold and soft, but they were... very beautiful.

"Kill, kill! Why are you putting on this ugly mask again!" Biluo turned her head in disgust, "Do you know that this is the only face you can see from your whole body? Now cover it, I I don't even want to look at you!"

"We've all arrived at the Lying Chan Temple. I was afraid of being recognized, so I covered it up." The man explained in a low voice, "The one from Juechen Peak is also here."

"Oh? Really? Isn't it good to recognize it?" Biluo sneered: "I wish they could recognize your face, just so that your decent friends can see clearly what the Luo family looks like!"

The man was silent for a while, his eyes moved from Biluo's face to the other people lying on the ground beside him, he was just looking casually, but he was immediately attracted by the flickering lotus mark on Mu Nianping's forehead, he couldn't help being surprised Ran said: "The Mu family?"

"That's right," Biluo smiled, "What's even better is that her name is Mu Nianping. Nianping, heh, they really miss her, why no one misses me."

As she spoke, her eyes gradually turned crimson, and her face became more sinister. She didn't look like a person, but more like a ghost.

"Okay," the man frowned, "what do you plan to do with these people?"

"How else can I deal with it?" Biluo said meaningfully: "I wanted to draw their souls directly to Qi Lan, but since I met so many interesting children this time, I naturally can't let them die easily."

After finishing speaking, she whistled recklessly, and suddenly there were many rustling sounds around her, as if some insects were crawling on the ground, giving people a creepy feeling in the dark night.

"Have you ever heard an anecdote that since the Zhegui meeting back then, there have been countless cultivators who bowed down under the skirts of Su Xi and Shiliu, not to mention Mr. Hengwu and Mozun, just to say Talk about her only apprentice.” Biluo’s eyes flashed with a strange brilliance, “No one can say for sure that a lonely man and a widow will fall in love with each other for a long time. I’ve heard a saying To be honest, Wang Shu also had a deep love for his beautiful master, but because of his master-student status, he was one step ahead of the demon master Cangjue, so he couldn't express his feelings. So later Together with Mr. Heng Wu, he killed Cang Jue with his own hands, also out of jealousy.

In addition, it is rumored that Su Xihe did not die under the nine-colored sky thunder, but survived by luck and gave birth to a child. He only passed away after hearing the news of the demon's death because he was overwhelmed with grief.Now that this little bastard is alive and well, it can be seen that the rumors are true.In this way, Wang Shu is the enemy who killed the parents of this little evil, but he took this little baby as his apprentice. "

"so?"

"So, let's make a good show." Biluo blinked, looking very cute: "What's even better, I just sent a dream to this little villain with Zhuang Sheng, and found that his thoughts are more serious than ordinary people. Deeper. You are also a monk, do you know what this means?"

"It means that it is easy to have demons." The man was silent for a moment, and replied.

"That's right," Biluo smiled slyly, "You said, if it takes more than ten years, when he and Wang Shu have a deep relationship and a high level of cultivation, he suddenly finds that the person I have called Master for so many years is actually He killed his father and hated his enemies, and still has such nasty thoughts about his mother taking advantage of his mentor and apprentice. And his biological father is actually a Demon Lord who is incompatible with the righteous way, what would he think?"

"Basically," the man looked at Jun Changye, who was still in a coma, and felt a little pity in his heart, "Maybe he will fall into the devil."

"Yeah," Biluo said with a smile, "it must be very interesting. It would be even more interesting if he could take Fushengqin to the Demon Realm together. In order to ensure such an interesting result, I must come and help this little doll." Woolen cloth."

After finishing speaking, she bit her fingertips, squeezed black blood out of them, and then used the blood to draw a formation with complex patterns around Jun Changye. The surrounding black and many-legged evil insects immediately swarmed up and fought around the boy. Turning around, turning around, a soaring evil spirit rose from the ground, instantly submerging Jun Changye in it.

After the evil spirit dissipated, Biluo blew another whistle in satisfaction, and the black army all over the place disappeared immediately, and only a few of them with other uses were commanded by her to crawl in along the ears of the other three. It also quickly disappeared.

After doing all this, Biluo finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked: "How is the Lying Chan Temple?"

"She's already in, but she just doesn't know if she'll keep her promise."

"She's not that powerful, and the life of my sweetheart is in my hands, so I dare not break my promise." Biluo waved her hand and said, "We just need to go to the appointed place and wait for the news."

After finishing speaking, she raised her eyes to look at the sky in the distance, and as if she suddenly remembered something, she bent down and whispered something in Jun Changye's ear. After speaking, she straightened up and rolled her eyes with a smile.