evil creature

When Ling Ziqing stayed with Jun Molin in the mortal palace to recuperate, the Yunxiao Palace was not at peace.

In the past few days, in Xiuxian Sect, at some point, a powerful cultivator suddenly joined together, because this person has a very high level of cultivation, his shots are extremely fast, and his subordinates never leave any survivors, and this person is always dressed in white. The veil half covered his face, and if one didn't carefully identify his clothes and body, it would be difficult for people to tell whether he was a man or a woman, and this man had never said a word, his sword-like eyebrows were sharp, and his eyes were cold and innocent. There is a little light and vitality, so he is called Baiyi Wumo, but compared with the rumors about him from the outside world, Yun Zhongzheng cares more about the sword in his hand - the silent sword.

In the main hall, Yun Zhongzheng was dressed in a white Taoist uniform, frowning and looking at the distance with a sad face.Han Dan pushed the door open and came in, looking at his preoccupied back, he seemed to have guessed what he was doing.

"Brother is still thinking about the white clothes and no ink?"

Yun Zhongzheng squeezed his fingers and sighed: "It's been so many years, I don't know...whether it's him or not"

Han Dan's eyes flashed, and he asked with lame eyebrows: "Brother, you are thinking about...?"

Yun Zhongzheng nodded and hummed.

Han Dan seemed to think of something, and said again: "It should not be him, if he is still alive..." If he is still alive, it is impossible that there has been no news for nearly 100 years, but at this moment, there is a sudden message that he may still be alive. news, unless: "Someone found his saber and used it for himself?"

Yun Zhongzheng said: "I've thought about this too, but..." Yun Zhongzheng said: "If I remember correctly, the sword has already recognized its owner when he formed the alchemy, unless it is him, others will definitely use it. I can't do it" just like Jing Xiao's sword.

Han Dan frowned: "In that case, why don't I go down the mountain in person to meet this man and see who he is?"

Yunzhong was pondering, before he had time to speak, a sword energy struck all over the sky, and with a bang, most of the Yunxiao Hall was destroyed immediately.

This sudden strange move caused the disciples of Yunxiao Palace who were shocked immediately to be shocked, and seemed to have forgotten their reaction. However, in the ruined hall, Yun Zhong was opening an enchantment, standing with Han Dan in it, and both of them were shocked. His expression was astonished, but what surprised him even more was that when the dust cleared, in midair, there was a figure standing with a sword in his hand. He was dressed in white, with long hair fluttering in the air. His face was half-hidden by a veil, revealing only a pair of slender sword eyebrows and downcast eyes. Ruo Shuang, lifeless and cold...

"White clothes without ink!!!"

Han Dan exclaimed, as if he didn't expect that he was still thinking about this person just now, and this person actually came. Compared with Han Dan, Yun Zhongzheng was staring at the person in his hand, and couldn't help calling out One...Little master?

Life in the world is very simple, and the simplicity almost makes people forget about the world of cultivating immortals. Maybe... when sometimes what you want, other things don't seem to be important anymore?

As for Jun Molin, all he wanted was Ling Ziqing, and the company in the Junfu inadvertently reminded Jun Molin of what he had heard back then.

Why do you have to take this road of cultivating immortals?As long as Ling Ziqing is by his side, so what if he is a mortal for the rest of his life, if there is something hidden in the world of mortals, is it possible that he will not be able to spend his whole life in peace?

Yes, as long as the two are together and hide their cultivation to deal with ordinary mortals, why not be afraid of not being together forever?

A mortal's life is only a short few decades, and he and Ling Ziqing, both of whom have already cultivated, dare not say if they are far away, at least these hundreds of years or even one or two thousand years must have existed. In fact, the time is still very long, as long as...they can really do not care about the world of cultivating immortals, and do not ask outsiders, what worries do they have?

I think so, but Jun Molin always feels that things... probably won't go so smoothly.

"I don't go back to my room to rest at night, why stay here?"

There was someone approaching from behind, just by the sound, Jun Molin knew who it was, turned around immediately, grabbed his hand and held it: "I was just thinking about chasing the wind, I don't know if he is okay now?"

Ling Ziqing said: "His injury is not serious, he must be well recuperated, and when he is a hundred years old, if he wants to transform into a human form, he needs to retreat to consolidate his demon power. Don't worry, just look at him and he won't be able to get out. Yes"

Jun Molin hummed, and was dragged by Ling Ziqing to walk sideways.

Jun Molin can't see now, and it is impossible for him to turn on his senses all the time, not to mention that this is still in the courtyard where the two live, so Ling Ziqing pulls him, and walks very slowly every step, without knowing it. It's just that these two people are very leisurely, walking slowly under the corridor in the middle of the night.

To be honest, Jun Molin enjoyed the feeling of being held by Ling Ziqing very much.

"I never asked you, why did you take Xiran away at that time?" Jun Molin said suddenly.

Ling Ziqing replied subconsciously, "I'm used to it."

In the end, this answer made Jun Molin unhappy, and he gritted his teeth: "I'll have someone kill him later, and eat dog meat hot pot."

Ling Ziqing only answered: "Get angry"

The corner of Jun Molin's mouth raised, and he teased, "Don't be afraid, won't you help me vent my anger then?"

Ling Ziqing's eyes flashed, as if she remembered something, her palms became hot, she frowned immediately, and said fiercely: "Dream!"

"Huh?" Jun Molin raised his eyebrows, stopped walking immediately, and grabbed Ling Ziqing with his backhand.

Ling Ziqing's scalp was numb, and she couldn't help being fierce: "Do you want to go back?"

Jun Molin directly pulled him into his arms, and touched him vaguely: "Before we go back, let's do something else first?"

"you!"

Jun Molin said quietly, "Wouldn't it be a pity to waste the beauty of a beautiful day?"

Ling Ziqing didn't have time to say anything, and Jun Molin pressed him directly on the pillar, and took his breath away. Under the moonlight, in the corridor, there was a rustling sound, accompanied by the man's forbearance and low greasy. □, another person's heavy breathing faintly sounded, Zhou Jin walked under the arch from a distance with a lantern in his hand, frowned, and decided to take a detour and walk away.

As an ordinary person, he thought he hadn't been discovered, but in fact Ling Ziqing already knew it, and immediately tensed up his body, even that part was tightly closed, and Jun Molin almost let Jun Molin tell him so.

Panting, Jun Molin pressed him tightly against the pillar, licked his helix, and said in a low voice, "If I can stay with you like this all the time, I don't mind losing my eyesight."

Ling Ziqing's eyes flashed, she gasped and did not speak.

Jun Molin held his side face in his hands, and his voice was full of pity: "But... If I have been like this, and something happened to him, I think it's just me dragging you down..." So, cultivation base, I really can't let go of it completely, not talking about myself, only talking about Ling Ziqing's identity...

The ancestor of the Ling clan.

I am afraid that there will be many people who want to trouble him in the future.

However, to Jun Molin's surprise, before the Ling clan came to find trouble, the trouble came up by himself... the person who came was... Han Dan?

"Senior Brother Han Dan?" Hearing that familiar voice, Jun Molin turned his head slightly, as if he was a little uncertain.

Standing under the tree in the yard, Han Dan was surprised by the voice at first: "You are..." He hesitated, it was obvious that Han Dan didn't recognize Jun Molin.

It doesn't matter if Han Dan doesn't recognize him, Jun Molin's appearance at the moment is very different from the gentle and elegant junior brother in his memory. Today's Jun Molin is dressed in black silk and long His hair was casually loose, and the fundus of his open eyes was blank. Even though his face was unparalleled in life, this blind look was still very frightening. Not to mention, the light red eyeshadow at the corners of his eyes was even more terrifying. It made him even more evil...

"You...how did you become like this?" Recognizing him, Han Dan stepped forward with surprise in his eyes.

Jun Molin tilted his head slightly, huh?With a sigh, he didn't know how terrifying his current appearance was. Han Dan moved his lips, as if hesitating what to say, but Jun Molin asked first: "Why are you here?"

Hearing that his voice had turned cold and seemed displeased, Han Dan sighed and said, "I...fortunately your elder brother rescued me, and I have been raised in this courtyard for many days."

Jun Molin listened suspiciously, and frowned: "What's going on?"

Han Dan said: "White clothes and no ink sword picked Yunxiao Palace, which almost destroyed the thousand-year foundation of Yunxiao Palace. Now many disciples in the sect are scattered and I don't know where they are."

"White clothes without ink?"

"Yeah..." Sighed, thinking about Jun Molin's appearance at this time, he might not know anything, Han Dan smiled wryly: "I think you must not know, during the days you left, the world of cultivating immortals came out. Some things... are all related to this white-robed man."

To be precise, the person in Baiyi Wumo suddenly appeared three months after Jun Molin left Yunxiao. This person appeared silently, but the movement was not small. Originally, no one cared about such a person, but... When the heads or elders of several sects all died under the sword of this person, it was impossible not to care, but what people did not expect was that when Yun Zhongzheng and Han Dangang were guessing who this person was, they But he came suddenly and didn't say anything, and even ruthlessly attacked Yunxiao Palace, as if trying to destroy him.

In Yunxiao Palace, the one with the highest cultivation level is Jing Xiao, but now he is in seclusion, and he can't easily get out of it. Yunzhong is a high-level monk, but he is only a hole in the sky, and this white-clothed Wumo should at least be a Mahayana period. So looking at Yunxiao Palace, there is only Mingyou who can be compared with him. As for the final result of Mingyou and this white-clothed Wumo, Han Dan doesn't know. He was ordered to evacuate with the disciples in the sect, but who knew that before he could go far, he was struck by the opponent's sword energy and fell directly to the ground.

Jun Molin didn't care about those things, he just thought about this person who couldn't even beat Yun Zhongzheng, and he couldn't help asking: "Who do you suspect this person is?"

Han Dan pondered for a while before sighing: "He may be my junior uncle, Zhuo Yu"

Immediately, Jun Molin was shocked: "It can't be him!"

Han Dan was obviously taken aback.

But Jun Molin frowned: "Zhuo Yu is dead, he died when he was in Wuji Mountain!"

"Wuji Mountain?" Han Dan's face was full of suspicion, although he was puzzled, he still said: "But the silent sword in the white-clothed Wumo's hand is the sword that Master Zhuoyu used back then, and he recognized the master. Except for the uncle, no one else can use it, if it wasn't for him, then..." Who would it be?

The author has something to say: I just want to simply write about the emotions, and I don’t want to draw too much into the big frame, but since I got involved in this white clothes and no ink, I have already foreseen that my building will be crooked. The Western Ocean got the rhythm TT