moonlit night

In the town outside the mountain at night, the woman in black who broke into the Buddhist temple that night held a scroll in one hand, and leaned on the surrounding low courtyard wall with the other, staggering forward, leaving traces of blood everywhere she passed He must have suffered some injuries during the fight just now.

Not only that, although she expected that there must be arrangements around the ancient temple, she didn't expect it to be frost and cold sword energy. The main veins are all sealed, and the slightest movement is like tearing pain.

When the pain subsided a bit, the woman gritted her teeth and shouted hoarsely to the lonely place around: "Sara, what you want is here, come out!"

"Aren't I here?" On the low wall not far away, Biluo, a little girl who was twirling her braids with her fingers deftly, said with a coquettish smile, "Sister Liangxiao, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Stop talking nonsense," Liang Xiao threw the painting in his arms to her across the air, and said coldly, "Take the things, promise me the antidote, can you bring them now?"

"According to what was agreed at the time, there is one last request." Biluo, no, Shaluo took the scroll with a smile, and exclaimed: "Sister Liangxiao is really good at skills! I think it is also true. My sister grew up in a temple and has a whole body. Righteousness without fear of the Buddha's light, how can we evil heretics compare to it."

"I can't afford to be called sister." Liang Xiao smiled mockingly, and her eyes were extremely charming. "The people you called sister in this world are all in the underworld now, right?"

"Of course not," Shara looked at her and said with a sweet smile, "Isn't there one left?"

"Okay," Liang Xiao looked up at the bright sky, and asked coldly, "What's your last request?"

"No," Shaluo put away the painting, took out a dagger with a cold light from his arms, and shook it in front of Liangxiao's eyes: "You should take care of yourself first, grass and trees are ruthless, but you have a heart, The seven emotions and six desires are like piercing the intestines of the tree demon, which is very harmful to cultivation, but you have been able to bring it to this point. It is difficult to find a second such strong obsession. Good night Sister, I don't want anything else, the last request is your infatuation."

Liangye was silent for a moment, and when he spoke again, his voice trembled slightly: "How long can I live without it?"

"It's okay if you have the cultivation base, but if you give all the cultivation base to your sweetheart, you will immediately lose your soul." Shaluo played with the dagger in his hand and said with compassion: "So, you may only see him It's the last time."

"As long as I can save him, I don't care what I do." Liang Xiao lowered his eyes and said, "It's just that I don't understand, what use is this heart to you? to get."

"This is none of my sister's business," Shara's eyes turned cold, "Sister, go back to the temple with the antidote and save your sweetheart. Can't wait for you."

"No," Liang Xiao said coldly, "I have to see him recover with my own eyes before I can give you my heart."

"Well, I believe my sister, but you have to remember that I have the antidote, but I also have a more poisonous drug." Sara jumped down from the wall with a dagger in his hand, and took out a small box from his sleeve. , together with the dagger, to Liang Xiao, "Then sister, go take this knife yourself, don't worry, this knife is a special spiritual weapon, it will only strip away emotions and six desires, and it will have no effect on other things...Who?"

The last sound was filled with extreme vigilance and surprise.

What answered her was the howling cold sword energy.

At the same time, Liang Xiao took the dagger and the antidote, turned around and quickly turned into a wisp of red smoke towards the reclining temple.

Yue Qingchen didn't stop her.

"It's really time for the hero of Shengjun to save the beauty." Shaluo stepped back to avoid the frosty sword energy, while speaking without showing any timidity, "It's just that the beauty is voluntary, and Shengjun's meddling like this is a bit Is it a good thing to disturb others? You are still bullying a little girl like me, Shengjun is really bad."

Yue Qingchen, who was labeled as a villain again for no reason, ignored her upside-down words. The long sword in his hand came back in a flash, and with a move that covered the sun with clouds and thick frost, he charged straight at Shaluo, as if falling down. A massive hailstorm.

Floating clouds cover the sun, He Huan, born in the second style of glory and withering, has the depression and depression of being unable to desire and unrewarding aspirations. At this moment, coupled with the bitter frost and bitter snow that comes with the Frost and Cold Sword, it creates an even more beautiful scene. Killing and cutting to vent the aura of misery.

"Ah!" Shaluo screamed, quickly took out the bone flute from his sleeve, put it to his lips, and played it hastily, causing a cloud of flying sand and rocks to fly around his body, but he couldn't resist the sword move in the end, and blood soon appeared on his body.

"I just saw the little apprentice on your tip use the Rongru style, and the holy king used the Rongku style to deal with me. Why, I was just teasing him, and the holy king is so eager to avenge the little apprentice Huh, you're really narrow-minded." Shaluo clutched the painting in her arms tightly, her eyes showed a little bit of bewildered grievance, and she shed tears as she spoke, as if she was really a little girl who was bullied.

Yue Qingchen originally wanted to take her back to the temple together with people and paintings, but he never saw others cry, and the first time he heard her say this, he couldn't help holding back his sword a little, and said: "What did you do to him? ?”

"I didn't do anything." Shaluo wiped a few tears again, and said in a low voice, "I just gave him a small gift, and the Holy King still has time to go back now."

in time?Does that mean it's too late if you don't go back now?

Yue Qingchen's heart trembled, and he was about to threaten him with a sword to ask for clarification, but he suddenly remembered some plots later in the original book.

Shaluo is behind Jun Changye's great help in the ghost clan. It is still useful for him to go to the demon clan and even get the god-sealing sword. He can't just die here so easily.

He didn't know anything about the thoughts in his heart, but he saw that although Yue Qingchen's face didn't show at all, the frost on his hands was stagnant, and he seemed to be wavering, so he became more and more convinced that Jun Changye had a crush on Yue Qingchen. It was very different, his eyes were bent into a crescent shape, and he said sweetly: "It seems that the little apprentice is really favored by the Holy King, the Holy King should leave me alone, go back and have a look, lest he wake up and not see the Holy King , would be terrified."

What are you afraid of, the male lead has the aura of the male lead, he can't die, if he doesn't take Shara at this time, he won't be able to explain to the temple when he goes back.

As for whether she can escape after entering the temple, it depends on her own ability.

With such a scenario, Yue Qingchen simply stopped being entangled with Shaluo, and directly used the last trick of floating clouds to cover the sun to draw her into a prison, trapping her firmly in the ice prison sword formation, and then pulling her with spiritual power from the air , and took them to the reclining temple.

Shaluo knew that he couldn't win by fighting hard now, so he had to put away the bone flute, sit down obediently in the formation, and said flatly: "Okay, I will go back with Shengjun, but people are afraid of pain and bumps, Shengjun can take it." slower."

At this moment, Jun Changye, who was expected by Shaluo to wake up and not see Yue Qingchen, would feel frightened, although his consciousness was still a little fuzzy, but he could vaguely hear the outside world.

He seemed to have had a dream just now, and he can't remember the content clearly, but he only felt a lingering depression in his heart, as if he had experienced someone's whole life, seeing all the prosperity and desolation, In the end, it was a bamboo basket to fetch water, all in vain.

He was already restless in the dream, and he managed to wake up with great difficulty. Before he had the strength to open his eyes, the first sentence he heard was:

"... This time, I'm afraid he's hopeless."

Jun Changye was startled, and wanted to quickly open his eyes to see which quack doctor who couldn't practice rejuvenation made such a judgment on himself who was confident that he could get out of bed soon, but he thought about the voice carefully in his mind, and finally He realized that it was Master Ning who was speaking after he realized it.

Ning Yixian has said so, it seems that his little life is really recorded in the king's book this time.

Jun Changye thought back on his short life, and felt that there were still many unfulfilled wishes, such as not learning swordsmanship from Master, not finding out who his parents were, and not defeating Fengmanlou in a dignified way. , and has not finished what he promised Senior Huang Yan to do for him, if he just died like this, it seems that he is not quite reconciled.

The most important thing is that before someone dies, there is always someone they love the most in their life beside him, wiping away tears and saying, "Don't die, what will I do if you die?" Shuhe didn't know which disciple, but no one else.

In fact, he didn't ask anyone else, as long as the master could come to see him and say a few words with him before he died for the sake of the hard-won master-student relationship.

Now it seems that it is all a luxury.

So Jun Changye stopped trying to open his eyes, and simply began to calm down and wait for death, but after waiting for a long time, there was nothing abnormal on his body, but Ning Yuanmei went out while talking solemnly with others, and he couldn't. Wait until impermanence comes to seduce the soul.

How is this going?

"Are you stupid, kid?"

Suddenly, Huang Yan's voice came from his ear.

"You're stupid," Jun Changye said expressionlessly, "Senior, I'm going to die soon."

"What did you say to die at such a young age?" Huang Yan spat, "You just fell for a little trick of the ghost clan, and it's not that easy to die."

"You don't need to comfort me anymore, Master Ning has already said, I'm hopeless."

"She's not talking about you, but the one next to you. Wait, someone is here, you kid continue to pretend to be asleep, don't talk."

A wind came in through the window, with bursts of refreshing warm aroma.

Jun Changye continued to close his eyes, but mobilized all other senses to try to feel the subtle movements in the house.

Someone sat lightly on the opposite side of the bed, as if he took something out of his sleeve and fed it to the person on the bed.

After a moment of silence, the man finally opened his mouth, and when he opened his mouth, the woman whispered softly like water.

"Wu Wang," she murmured his name, her voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of disturbing the people on the bed.

"Let me tell you a story, okay?