Daily Notes of a Taoist Couple

The people in the carriage trembled with fright, the old man said to the old woman: "Everyone says this road is haunted, and I said that you have to take a detour and go here, now you are in trouble!"

The woman was also very frightened, and said: "Stop swearing at people at this time? Find a way to stop the horse! If we don't stop, we will all die!"

The surroundings were eerie, and a seemingly invisible sound of a woman crying entered the eardrums. Bei Le looked back subconsciously, but saw nothing.

He continued to chase the carriage, but he couldn't use any of his skills. It stands to reason that Ximen Qing was also a peerless master before he was alive. How come he can't use any of his skills here?

Beile thought so, and ran towards the carriage all the way, suddenly something caught on the bottom of his feet, looked down, and saw a bloody hand grabbing Beile's ankle, Beile was stunned, before he had time Thinking about it, that hand dragged him back, and Belle vigilantly discovered that it was the direction of the mass grave.

Pulling his feet hard, Bei Le yelled: "You dare to hold me hostage? Do you know who I am?!"

That hand doesn't care who you are, dragging Bei Le all the way to the mass grave, Bei Le was sweating profusely, and when he passed a big tree, he hugged the trunk hard, gritted his teeth and roared: "Damn, if I get away, I'll burn you to death! Ziyin, where are you? I'm going to be caught by ghosts!"

The bloody hand was still pulling hard, and Bei Le hugged the tree trunk and refused to let go. He couldn't just hang it up after wearing it!

Then I became the worst time traveler in history, really.

"Help!" At this time, he could only shout for help, he was powerless and was haunted by evil spirits, if only Ziyin was there.

Thinking of Ziyin, Bei Le suddenly thought of the spirit summoning mirror, but the spirit summoning mirror was on his chest. At this moment, he was holding the big tree with both hands, and he couldn't summon it even if he wanted to summon it!

With difficulty, he freed one hand and grabbed the tree trunk with the other hand, but he never thought that the bloody hand hit the ground with the magic mirror he just took out, and Bei Le only felt a pain in his neck!

The bloody hand actually grabbed Bei Le's neck. Bei Le gritted his teeth and tried to push it away, but he was powerless!

After a while, that hand was embedded in Bei Le's neck, and the blood slipped from Bei Le's neck!

With blue veins on his face, Bei Le thought sadly, I'm afraid it's going to be over...

Just as he was dying, Bei Le's blood stained the spirit mirror at his feet!

Suddenly, the spirit summoning mirror glowed, and a beam of golden light shot straight into the sky, and someone came following the golden light: "The little evil ghost is so rampant! Die!"

With the sound of "die" coming towards the light, the bloody hand was shattered into powder in front of Bei Le's eyes.

Belle's face was pale, and he covered his neck, panting heavily.

The man turned around not far away, dressed in black, with red hair tied on top of his head, looking extremely enchanting.

No matter what kind of sissy Bei Le can bear it, after all, that person saved her life.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Bei Le coughed heart-piercingly, and said to the human being with blood on his hands, "Thank you, hero, for saving your life. I can't repay you."

The man's eyes were obviously puzzled, and he asked, "Where did you get this mirror? How can you summon me?"

With a dazed expression on his face, Bei Le braced himself up and said, "I really don't know you, and I can't understand what you're talking about. I have to save someone..."

The blood on the neck was still falling to the ground, and the strong smell of blood was mixed with an indescribable smell. The man frowned slightly and said, "Your blood is very dark."

Bai Le didn't understand what he meant, but he was too lazy to talk to anyone now, he still wanted to save people!

"I won't talk to you anymore, I still have to save people..." However, after getting up and taking two steps, the whole person fell to the ground again.

He lost too much blood and passed out.

The man glanced at the blood on the ground, then at the spirit summoning mirror, quickly retracted the mirror, and disappeared into the mass grave with Bei Le.

This person's blood is extremely cloudy and cold, and soon there will be evil spirits coming to share the food, and I don't know if I can handle it!

He took Bei Le and disappeared in place. Just as he evacuated, the sound of howling ghosts came, and the pool of blood on the ground disappeared in an instant.

Bei Le only felt that the pain he could feel in his dreams made him at a loss what to do, and he really wanted to have someone by his side, but the name he kept shouting was Xuanyuan Ling.

The person beside the bed looked at him in disbelief, how many years have passed, maybe 1000 years, your remnant soul is so tenacious.

Bai Wuji, is the day of gathering souls still comfortable?

Would life be worse than death without him?

You used to love him so much. When you come back this time, do you love him or hate him?Must be trying to kill him?

Looking at the pale face of the person on the bed, Jing Ling Mo Xie sighed inaudibly.

This farewell is 1000 years.

When I saw you last time, I was still a broken mirror. If it weren't for your blood, I wouldn't be able to cultivate.

For me, you are kind to me.

Bei Le naturally didn't know where he was and who was beside him.

He just keeps calling Xuanyuan Ling, subconsciously, maybe he is still living in the past, living in Xuanyuan Ling's unreachable dream.

He dreamed that Xuanyuanling was smiling at him, talking to him with a smile, telling him the story of him and Xuanyuan Qinghe with a smile, and when he smiled, Chunmu Lihua was even inferior to her smile.

But why is he crying?

Ximen Qing!don't come back...

Why can't I forget the past? That kind of heart-piercing feeling hits, and Bei Le's distressed tears almost overflow the corners of his eyes.

Xuanyuanling...

The person next to the bed held his hand, his face was cold and without warmth, listening to the name on his lips, he only felt more pain in his heart.

In your heart, who is the worthy one, is it Xuanyuanling...or me.

Bei Le had a dream. In the dream, peach blossoms were dancing in Jiutian Valley, and someone was standing under the peach blossom tree, looking at him.

He also looked at him, but their identities seemed unusual, Bei Le wanted to reach out and hug that person, but he just couldn't move.

He looked at him with nothing but tears.

In the rain of flowers all over the sky, he looked at him and asked what he wanted to ask in his heart.

Ziyin, is liking me so painful?You don't even bother to see me...

The man was dressed in a white robe, like a lonely and lonely immortal, who felt that he was not worthy to even touch the corner of his clothes.

Bai Wuji, I've told you many times that I don't like you, and I won't like you for a long time.

But, Ziyin, you took my spirit mirror, which is...

I'll give it back to you, you just take it away.

You are so heartless, why are you so heartless?

Bai Wuji, don't come to Nine Heavens Valley from now on.

He watched the man turn around, but he didn't even have the courage to keep him.

Ziyin!do not go!

Ziyin!

Bei Le woke up yelling, tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes, in great grief, but at the same time when he was in shock, he saw a familiar face.