I am also courting Bai Yueguang today

Liu Que's offensive was awe-inspiring, and he cut off the long whip with a single sword.The whip waving in Wusu's hand broke in two in an instant, and she glared at Liu Que angrily, "A sword will go against me too! I will cripple you today and turn you into scrap metal!"

She dropped half of the stumped whip in her hand, drew a dagger from her waist and stabbed towards Liu Que!

Liu Que floated in the void, the sound of the sword was deafening, and the fierce killing intent emanating from the sword made people shudder.I saw it swaying in the air like a shadow for a week, dodging Wusu's attack, and instantly transformed dozens of blue sword shadows around it, surrounding Wusu.

Wusu was surrounded by sword shadows tightly, looking at the dozens of sword shadows in front of him, his mind was shocked and his eyes were dazzled.Her eyes widened in horror, her steps were chaotic, and she stabbed at Jian Ying with the dagger in a disorderly manner, "Kill you! Kill you! Jun Lingchen, you hypocrite and fake saint, I want to kill you. Kill you……"

The blue light of the sword shadow suddenly became bright and dazzling, covering Wusu's figure completely in the light and shadow, and then there was only a clear sound of clang, and a hysterical scream came from the light curtain, and the blue light faded away , Wusu fell to the ground slumped, and a cold long sword was stuck in her chest.

With a sword piercing through the chest, life is gone.

Wusu fell into the sand, blood pouring from her pierced chest. After panting for a few breaths, she suddenly turned her head, raised her bloody hand and stretched it in the direction where Wen Xier and Jun Lingshen were. The hatred and anger dissipated at this moment, and a bit of sad tenderness appeared on the coquettish face that was dazzled by blood.

She opened her mouth, and spit out a few words angrily: "Don't hate me, here it is..."

The sound fell, and the raised hand fell silently, sinking into the yellow sand.

Chi Wei came from the capital on a white tiger, and Dahei was riding on his head, his cold white fangs had been put away at some point, and he was biting a red umbrella in his mouth at the moment.

Chi Wei eagerly looked under the clouds, looking for the figures of Wen Xiaer and Jun Lingshen, suddenly his face was startled, he patted Bai Ehu's head and pointed to a place below, "There, there! Fly quickly past!"

Bai Erhu let out a low whistle when he slapped him, but he didn't get angry. He flapped his wings and turned around, flying straight to where his finger was pointing.

Before Bai Erhu's four feet touched the ground, Dahei jumped off Chiwei's head and flew towards Wen Xiaer and Jun Lingchen.

At this moment, Jun Lingchen's figure was covering Wen Xia'er's body seamlessly, and Dahei couldn't see Wen Xia'er's situation below, and hovered over Jun Lingchen's head anxiously, hissing.

Jun Lingshen seemed to be aware of its movement, but his body remained motionless, and asked, "...where's the umbrella?"

Dahei flew to Jun Lingchen's palm with the red umbrella in his mouth, let go of the red umbrella, and touched the opponent's hand.Jun Lingchen glanced at the palm of his hand, frowned slightly, and tapped the umbrella cover very lightly. In an instant, the red umbrella floated from the ground, unfolded the umbrella surface and flew over Jun Lingshen's head, casting a shadow Come.

Wen Xia'er has fallen into a half-drowsy state at this moment, and the stinging pain from the sun has been replaced by the pain of thousands of ants gnawing at his heart. He is numb from the pain, but he doesn't even have the strength to raise his hand to restrain his heart. .

There was an extra shadow in the sky, he only felt that someone pulled him up from the ground and brought him into the shadow, and heard someone calling him in his ear: "Wen Yang, Wen Yang..."

Hearing this call, Wen Xia's mind suddenly cleared up a lot. He opened his eyes slightly, saw the person in front of him whose temples were soaked in thin sweat, and hissed, "Don't worry about me anymore, I'll be there soon." I'm going to die, I really... I'm going to die."

Jun Lingshen stretched out his fingertips to wipe off the blood from the corner of his lips, methodically, "I said, I won't let you die."

When Wen Xia heard this, the tails of his eyes lifted slightly, as if he wanted to show a smile, but the next moment, the scene in front of him began to be in a trance.

He saw Chi Wei riding the tiger that snatched his umbrella from not far away, saw Liu Que's blood-stained sword trembling in the air, and he also saw Jun Ling opening and closing his lips and saying something, But he couldn't hear a word.

Relying on the few traces of clarity left, he spit out the last few words: "Thank you, Jun Wang..."

The sudden ringing of the bell sounded suddenly, clear and joyful, faintly visible, one sound at a time, as if it was close at hand, but also as if it was far away in the sky.

It was as if something was pulling him, leading him into another realm of nothingness.

……

"Hey, why are you distracted again?"

He raised his head suddenly, followed the prestige, his eyes converged, and he saw the man in front of him in a daze.

This is a man in his early twenties, with profound facial features, sword eyebrows and eagle eyes, a forehead band of pale agate stone on his forehead, a few thin whips tied on one side of his hair, and a dark blue alien costume. Copper-colored wrist guards are tied on both sides of the wrist, and the figure is tall and straight, with a heroic spirit.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the man stretched out his five fingers and waved in front of his eyes, and said with a look of surprise: "Are you really distracted?"

He was stunned for a while, a little inexplicably, and blurted out: "Can't I be distracted?"

The man looked him up and suddenly sat down beside him.

He looked down and realized that he was sitting on a sand dune.The man patted him on the shoulder, pointed to the sky above his head and said, "Look, the sky is so full of stars—" The man swiped his finger down, followed the other's movement and looked down, and saw a wild wolf lying on the ground. "Everyone is hunting wolves, why do you have the nerve to sit on this sand dune alone and lose your mind?"

He stared at the wild wolf with the arrows in his body, and felt a faint eagerness in his heart to go up to hunt the wolf himself, but the words turned into: "I don't like hunting wolves."

As soon as he said this, before the man sitting next to him spoke, he felt a little weird, but he couldn't tell what was so weird.

The man looked at him with a smile in his spare time, and after a while, he said leisurely: "Yun Guzhen, you will be laughed at in our Northern Wilderness like this..."

He was stunned again when he heard the words, and the weirdness in his heart suddenly intensified, but the next moment, this weirdness was covered by another extremely vague thing, and he heard himself say: "Just make fun of me, and I will also make fun of you." It's not you people from the Northern Wilderness."

The man grinned, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch his cheek, "Why are you so funny?"

He frowned, and was about to open the man's hand with a wave of his sleeve, but the man let go of his face first, and said with a smile: "I went hunting, you just sit here and wait for me, don't run around." Rubbing him on the head, "Do you want a wolf or something else? Brother Tuling will hunt one for you."

He ducked his head down, "I just want to go back to sleep."

Tu Ling looked at him and scratched his head in distress.At this time, there was a strange shout from behind, but he didn't understand it. Tu Ling turned around and responded with a strange tone, then turned to look at him, and said, "Otherwise, I'll see you off first." Go back to sleep?"

He thought for a moment, shook his head, stood up from the sand dune, "I'll go back by myself."

Tu Ling said: "Do you know how to go back?"

This sentence made him a little angry, and he raised his head and said, "I know!"

Tu Ling laughed a few times, relying on his stature being taller than him, rubbed his head again, "Wow, that's amazing. Go back to sleep, maybe you can grow a few inches in your sleep, when the time comes You can be as tall as your brother Tuling and me."

He glared at Tuling, and left angrily, and Tuling laughed from behind: "If you can't find your way, come back! Brother Tuling is waiting for you here."

Hearing this, he immediately stepped faster and moved away from the people behind him.

Go through the city gate and enter the capital.It was already late at night, and the streets were completely silent, and there was no sound.

Guided by his memory, he walked through several alleys and came to the gate of a house.Just as he was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, the two doors opened and closed with a creak, revealing half of a woman's face from behind the door.The woman took a look at him, yawned and opened the door, "I thought you and Tu Ling went hunting at night and wouldn't come back tonight..."

His gaze stayed on the woman's face for a few moments, and he lifted his foot to enter the door, "I can't stand it anymore, so I'll be back first."

The woman yawned again and closed the door, "People here are used to hunting at night, it's normal that you can't stand it when you come here, go to sleep."

He nodded, and was about to walk to his room, when he stopped halfway, he suddenly stopped and asked, "When will Tuling Night Hunting come back?"

The woman was drowsy, she covered her mouth and said: "I guess it will be Yinshi tomorrow morning, but maybe I won't be back tonight."

Seeing the sleepy face of the woman, he casually said, "Wusu, go to sleep, I'll sit in the courtyard."

Wusu put down his mouth covering his hands, looked at him strangely, and asked, "You don't think you want to wait for Tu Ling to come back, do you?"

He said, "No, it's just that I can't sleep."

Wusu obviously didn't believe it, so he put his palms on his shoulders and pushed him into the room, "Don't worry about Tu Ling, he will climb over the wall and come in when he returns to the room later, there is no need for you to open the door for him."

He was pushed into his room, thinking about what the other party said was not unreasonable, so he gave up his previous thoughts.

The night is as cool as water, the shadows outside the house are full of moonlight floating, and the wind is soft.

It was supposed to be a good time to fall asleep soundly, but he was lying on the bed and tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

There is a subtle thought in his heart constantly reminding him that he seems to be forgetting a very important thing.He sat up from the bed and pressed his forehead.

He can't remember.

He couldn't remember what he had forgotten, just as he was thinking about it, another thought popped up in his mind, screaming in his ear: You haven't forgotten anything, you were born like this.

Two thoughts were at war with each other in his mind, he frowned, with a look of impatience on his face.

At this time, the wind outside the house suddenly blew up, and the tightly closed windows blew open.

Startled by the sound, he raised his head and looked in the direction of the window, only to see a white figure standing by the window.

The man was leaning against the moonlight, his black long hair was blown by the wind blowing in from the window, most of his slender figure was in the shadows, and even his face couldn't be seen clearly.

He made up his mind and wanted to see this person's appearance, but this person stood up and walked towards him slowly.

He suddenly realized that something was wrong in this situation, and asked tentatively, "Is it Tu Ling?" After he finished speaking, his face froze again, Tu Ling never wore white clothes, and the other party was hunting at night in the desert.

Alarm bells rang out in his heart, "Who are you?"

But the man had come to his bed.

He looked up suddenly, and in the hazy night, he saw a face that made him startled.

The man called him: "Wen Yang."

He just woke up from his stupor when he heard this sound, and remembered that this person's origin was unknown, so he asked vigilantly, "Who are you?" The momentum suddenly sank a lot.

The man raised his hand and lifted the half-covered bed curtain, took a step closer to him, stared at him deeply, "Don't you remember me, Wen Yang?"

"Wen Yang?" He was puzzled for a moment, guessing in his heart that this person might have identified the wrong person, and then said: "You have identified the wrong person, my name is not Wen Yang, my name is..." He paused, and recalled in his mind, Cai said: "My name is Yun Guzhen."

But this person put down the bed curtain, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and suddenly bumped his body into a cool embrace.

He was dazed, thinking inexplicably that he should be able to smell a scent of cold plums, and the next moment, a few faint scents of plums really poured into the tip of his nose.

He was extremely surprised, and his heart was filled with confusion.

But at this time, the person who was holding him whispered in his ear: "...I'm late, you."

The strength of the embrace around his body suddenly became tighter, he struggled a few times uncomfortablely, and said: "You hurt me, let go..."

The figure froze suddenly, and after a while, the hands holding him fell down. He retreated to the back of the bed, separated a distance from the other party, and said, "I'm not Wen Yang, and I'm not what you call you, You got the wrong guy."

After he finished speaking, his chest was inexplicably sullen, and he added in a bad tone: "Take me as two other people, how do you recognize people? Me and those two named Wen Yangyou Does it look like this?"

The more he talked, the more he felt sulky, and he wanted to chase him away, but the other party suddenly sat down on the edge of the bed, staring at him on the other side of the bed, "Wen Yang is you, and you are also you."

Then he said, "Youyou...is your mother's nickname for you."

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and retorted: "My name is Yun Guzhen, where did you come from, a drunkard, why are you so messing around?"

What about Wen Yangyou, most likely this person imagined it to deceive him after he was drunk, "Hurry up and go home, I'm going to sleep, your Wen Yangyou is not here."

After the man listened, he only looked at him quietly with one pair of eyes, but he didn't say anything.

Such a look fell into his eyes, which made his heart feel inexplicably heavy, and that strange feeling came out again, and he kept shouting in his ears: You forgot one thing.

forgot what?Forgot something?

He only felt dizzy and his heart ached, but his mind was in a trance and he couldn't remember anything.

At this time, a slender hand stroked his forehead, and the cool and warm feeling instantly spread all over his limbs, relieving his pain.

"Just remember that you are Wen Yang, and don't think about anything else." A deep and shallow voice sounded from above his head.

He raised his head and met a pair of eyes that were as cold as water.He gasped for a moment and asked, "If I were Wen Yang, who are you to me?"

The man withdrew his palm on his forehead, and after a while, said: "No one."

He was stunned for a few moments, and in a strange way, he expressed the doubts in his heart: "I seem to have forgotten something."

The man paused and said, "I will help you find it."

"How to find it?" He asked, "How to find it?"

The man said: "You will know when you find it."

When the sound fell, he felt drowsy, couldn't help yawning, looked at the other party dimly, and asked, "When will I know?"

The man glanced at him and said, "Go to sleep first."

He rubbed his eyes, as if trying to make himself more energetic, but the more he rubbed, the more sleepy he became, so he had to lie down, sleep on the pillow, look for each other, and asked, "Are you going home? Did you say yes?" Find it for me, where does your family live? I will go to your house tomorrow to find you..."

"I'm not going home." The man said, "I'll just stay here."

He groaned, and asked in a daze, "I don't know your name yet, what's your name? Why did you come to help me?"

Although the origin of this person is unknown, he has an intuition that this person is not a bad person, and every time he catches a glimpse of the other person's face and bumps into the other person's eyes while speaking, not only does his feeling of weirdness intensify, but he also has other emotions vaguely in breeding.

This kind of feeling is not bad for him, on the contrary, there is a bit of inexplicable emotion in it.

After listening to his question, the man was silent for a moment, and replied: "You will know when you remember."

With such an ambiguous answer again, he turned over resentfully, didn't ask any more questions, and went straight to sleep.

He fell asleep until the second day, and when it was daylight, there was a hasty knock on the door, "Yun Gu, wake up, I've brought you something good!"

He suddenly sat up from the bed, his first reaction was not to get up and open the door, but to look around the room.

I didn't see that handsome man in white.

Maybe it was a dream he had after falling into a daze last night, he thought a little absentmindedly.

"Yun Guzhen, why can't you wake up with such a big commotion?"

He came back to his senses, got up to open the door, and saw Tu Ling looking at him with a bright smile on his face, "I finally woke you up."

He said: "It's annoying to disturb people's dreams early in the morning."

Tu Ling didn't take it seriously, and took him by the shoulders with one hand and led him out of the house, "It doesn't matter if you don't sleep for a few hours, what I will show you later will definitely make your eyes shine."

Just as they were talking, the two had already entered the courtyard.Tu Ling pointed to a silver wolf corpse placed in the middle of the yard, and said proudly: "How about it, I shot it from a dozen people last night, and left it for you."

He stared intently at a part of the courtyard, but the direction where his eyes fell was not the direction of Tu Ling's finger, but a figure in white standing under the tree.

He stepped forward and asked, "Why are you here?"

Tu Ling walked up to him and looked at him suspiciously, "Who are you talking to?"

He was about to explain aloud, when the person under the tree walked up to him and said, "Only you can see me."

He blinked, "Just me?"

The man nodded and said, "Only you."

"Hey, hey!" Tu Ling stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him, "Could it be that he really didn't wake up? Why are you talking to a tree?"

He suddenly withdrew his gaze and explained, "No, you got it wrong."

Tu Ling examined him for a moment, then suddenly put his arms around his shoulders, turned around, pointed down and said, "Forget it, take a look at this silver wolf first, it's beautiful."

He looked in the direction of Tu Ling's finger and saw the corpse of an adult wolf lying on the ground.As Tuling said, this wolf is silver and white without any color, and looks very beautiful.There was no superfluous wound on the fur, only the abdomen was hit by an arrow, and blood was still gurgling at this moment.

When he saw the blood bleeding from the wolf, his complexion suddenly turned pale.

Tu Ling sensed what was wrong with him, and came up to him and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

He looked up at Tu Ling, but saw a puddle of dried blood on the hem of the other's shirt. He suddenly turned around and looked away, "...don't come here."

Tu Ling was puzzled, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Hiding his trembling fingers into his wide sleeves, he said flatly, "Your body smells like blood, it smells bad."

Tu Ling's face suddenly became a little embarrassed. He raised his sleeve and sniffed it carefully, but he didn't smell anything. After looking at his back, he said awkwardly: "I brought you such a beautiful wolf back. , you still despise me for smelling bad."

After saying that, he waited for a while, and seeing his back standing still, he sighed again: "OK, I'll go wash now."

He said, "Go quickly."

Tu Ling clicked his tongue, turned his head and strode away.

After Tu Ling left, the man in white walked up to him and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

With a pale face, he shook his head in silence.

The man in white stared down at him and said, "Wen Yang, tell me."

He pursed his lips tightly and stared at the other party for a long time, pointed out the finger in his sleeve and pointed in the direction of the silver wolf's corpse behind him, saying: "I'm afraid."

The man in white showed a few hints of confusion between his cold eyes, "Are you afraid of wolves?"

He shook his head and explained, "It's not wolves, it's blood."

As soon as he saw the blood, many images suddenly appeared in his mind, corpses piled up in the sea of ​​blood, the man in purple clothes holding on to the sword, screaming and screaming... All these made him extremely uncomfortable, and even gave birth to the disgust of wanting to vomit .

The man in white was silent for a moment, then suddenly he waved his sleeves and blew up a gust of wind, and the leaves scattered under the tree rushed into the air one after another. He dropped his hand slightly, and all the fallen leaves in the air covered the wolf's body, blocking the blood.

He watched the other party finish all these, and said in a daze, "Are you a god who descended from the sky?"

The man in white said: "No, I am a monk." Finally he said: "You are also a monk."

He reacted belatedly, and said with a dry smile, "I almost forgot."

The man in white stared at him silently, and said, "Wen Yang, you were never afraid of blood before."

He was stunned, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, and said in a choked voice: "I am not your Wen Yang, he is not afraid of blood, but I am."

The man in white frowned, as if about to speak.

He probably expected what the other party would say, and he didn't want to hear it, so he said: "I'm afraid of blood, I'm afraid of blood! No matter what you say, I can't become your Wen Yang!"

After he finished speaking, the man in white didn't make a sound, so he froze for a while.The other party just mentioned an ordinary sentence, but it was because he was different from Wen Yang in the other party's mouth, but why did he care so much?

He said in a daze, "I'm sorry, I don't know why I did this either."

The man in white still looked at him with those deep eyes, and after a while, raised his hand to caress the tip of his ear.

He trembled from this movement, but he heard the other party whisper: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."