Master, he is too difficult

Lin Qingran was riding on the dragon's back, and could clearly feel that when this sentence was asked, the whole dragon's body trembled slightly.

The starry sky hung down from the four corners, and the clouds covered the killing and fighting below. Above the vast sea of ​​clouds, there was only one person and one dragon.

"It's very good, don't bother Master to think about it." Mo Long's voice was very dull and hoarse.

Lin Qingran said: "I heard that you are in the Demon Realm..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Linyuan interrupted: "I don't want to chat with Master."

Lin Qingran knew that he didn't want to talk about the devil world.

Come to think of it, there was nothing pleasant about the Demon Realm.

Let's change the subject then.

Lin Qingran said: "Have you seen those spiritual pets in Qinglian Peak?"

Mo Linyuan remained silent.

Lin Qingran said: "The snow fox gave birth to a litter of little foxes, all of whom looked the same as her; the long-eared beast was even more magical, one day it suddenly brought back a white crane, I thought it was his prey, but unexpectedly After a while, the white crane gave birth to an egg, and a white crane with long ears hatched out of the egg. It turned out to be the returned daughter-in-law."

Mo Linyuan gave a low hum, he was still flying up, but at a much slower speed.

The wind passed by the two of them, the summer heat was already under the clouds, and at this moment there was only coolness and tranquility.

"My apprentice went to the Palace of Picking Stars." Mo Linyuan raised his dragon head slightly, looking at the night sky.In his black eyes, there was infinite melancholy, "It's no different from when the apprentice left..."

Lin Qingran said: "I think you arranged it very well, so I didn't change it."

Molong hummed, and his voice became deeper and hoarse: "The disciples were originally arranged according to Master's preferences, and Master will naturally like it."

Lin Qingran's hands tightened slightly.

At that time, he thought it was just the disciple's filial piety.But looking back at this moment, there are all kinds of feelings surging in my heart.

After a long time, he said, "Yes, you really did your best back then."

Mo Linyuan swayed, retracted the dragon's body, and held Lin Qingran with one hand.

Lin Qingran was trapped by the immortal rope, unable to use the immortal technique, and unable to fly with the sword, it was difficult to hang in the air.

He thought he said something wrong just now, which made Mo Linyuan unhappy.

But Mo Linyuan took out a dragon scale and enlarged it several times for the two of them to stand on.

Lin Qingran looked at Mo Linyuan who was beside him, and saw him standing with his hands behind his back under the stars, his face was as usual, and his eyes did not change at all.

It's as if you're just walking with a stranger.

The dragon scales floated above the sea of ​​clouds, and occasionally encountered air currents, shaking for a while, making Lin Qingran's feet unsteady.

Mo Linyuan didn't even look at him, but just grabbed his arm and said indifferently: "This height can only be climbed up with the help of a dragon. Although Master is a Nascent Soul, if you fall from such a high place, It must be smashed to pieces."

Lin Qingran nodded slightly: "It must be that this place is beyond the reach of the head master, and I can't catch up."

Mo Linyuan didn't speak, just stood quietly, but the one holding Lin Qingran's arm never retracted.

Lin Qingran noticed that although Mo Linyuan was looking at the sea of ​​clouds in front of him, one hand was still behind his back.

But the hand he was holding on to his sleeve, perhaps because of the fine sweat oozing from his palm, actually soaked a small piece of his white shirt.

Lin Qingran pretended not to see it, and Mo Linyuan didn't open his mouth. The two stood like this, looking at the clouds in the distance, and the endless galaxy spread out above their heads. Except for the sweat on Mo Linyuan's palms, there was more and more sweat.

After a while, Mo Linyuan asked: "Master, how have you been all these years?"

Lin Qingran said: "It's pretty calm, except for hearing some news about you occasionally."

Mo Linyuan said: "It must not be good news."

Lin Qingran thought about his words: "They said, you once let a rebellious demon go, just because he raised a vat of green lotus?"

Mo Linyuan said: "When I was at Qinglian Peak in the past, I was the one who took care of those lotus flowers. The demon was quite like me, and he couldn't bear to kill him, so he let him go."

"I heard that Lingshi Palace has been rebuilt?"

Mo Linyuan said: "I practice both magic and martial arts, and the Lingshi Palace is suitable for practicing Taoism."

"What about the substitute?"

Mo Linyuan turned his head suddenly and stared at Lin Qingran.

Under the moonlight, Lin Qingran's face was calm and her eyes were clear, as if she was just chatting.

Mo Linyuan's eyes were deep, and he said slowly: "There is no substitute."

Mo Linyuan already has innate spiritual power, and he can have abundant spiritual power without spirit stones, but he said that the purpose of rebuilding the Lingshi Palace is to practice Taoism.

It can be seen that he always finds a valid reason for everything; it can be seen that... his behavior at the beginning really hurt him.

It's just that he keeps saying that he wants to practice Taoism, but the devil's blood after the injury is difficult to coagulate, so it is known that he has not practiced seriously.

Lin Qingran couldn't help persuading: "Actually, you got the dragon body, you should take advantage of this time to practice hard in the devil world."

Mo Linyuan quietly looked at the person in front of him.

This tone, this demeanor, really seemed—the master was teaching the apprentice, asking him to work hard.

Mo Linyuan hummed in a low voice: "Understood."

Lin Qingran said: "A cultivator seeks nothing but ascension to prove the Tao. Although you have become a demon, the demon also has the Tao. You shouldn't use the dragon's body to attack indiscriminately all these years, but forget the root."

Mo Linyuan hummed again, his voice was very low and light.There was silence all around, and the low reply sounded like a sigh.

Lin Qingran didn't know what to say, and Mo Linyuan didn't speak again. The two stood on the dragon scales, surrounded by silence, only the stars above their heads, shining endlessly.

Mo Linyuan's hand hanging on Lin Qingran's shoulder loosened and then tightened, tightened and loosened again, wanting to let go but not daring to let go.

Lin Qingran turned her head slightly, facing Shang Mo Linyuan's eyes.

Mo Linyuan looked straight at him.

Lin Qingran felt flustered inexplicably. He moved his eyes away and looked elsewhere, but he could smell the deserted smell coming from Mo Linyuan.

The shoulders also sank slightly, and the hand that had been hanging vacantly fell down.

Lin Qingran smiled covertly and said, "It won't fall."

Mo Linyuan said "I know" after a while, but he didn't let go.

Lin Qingran followed him.

Mo Linyuan hugged the person in his arms quietly, and stopped talking, letting the dragon scale float on the sea of ​​clouds like a small boat.

It wasn't until the stars in the sky dimmed and the Eastern Golden Crow loomed that Mo Linyuan said in a low voice, "It's dawn."

Lin Qingran said, "Yes."

Mo Linyuan said: "They should go back to the city. Last night, I couldn't catch them, so I could only hide here. There is no need to do that today."

Look at the stars, there will be no tomorrow.

Seeing Mo Linyuan turn around, Lin Qingran finally said, "I'll go back to the Demon Realm with you, just like when we were at Qinglian Peak together, okay?"

Mo Linyuan's fingertips trembled slightly, and his breath was also a little unstable. After taking a few deep breaths, he calmed down and said, "Okay!"

Lin Qingran said: "Then let's go now!"

Mo Linyuan froze and turned his head slowly.

Lin Qingran raised his eyes and looked at the Demon Emperor beside him.

At this moment, the clouds were under his feet, illuminated by the rising sun, which was incomparably magnificent.

But when he stood on the dragon scale, he was even more calm, with a hint of coldness.

Mo Linyuan's white jade-like skin set off his astonishing appearance, and at this moment, it was outlined by the sun with an unrivaled brilliance.

His lips were crimson as if stained with blood.

His eyes are black and white, like black gemstones on the snow, but his words cannot be changed: "Go after the ghost face city is destroyed."

Lin Qingran sighed: "Does it have to be like this?"

The corner of Mo Linyuan's mouth pulled out a trace of indifference, and he smiled lazily, seeming to laugh at himself, but also seemed to see through.

He put his slightly trembling hands into his long sleeves, and said with a smile: "It turns out that the master is a trap. He worked hard all night because of this."

"You can also get what you want, isn't it good?" Lin Qingran said, "I said that I would let you handle it, and it means what I say."

Mo Linyuan's expression became even more lazy, he shook his head and smiled and said, "Master, for being able to do this for the ghost-faced city lord, he deserves to die, but it's a pity..."

Mo Linyuan paused, a hint of pain flashed in his eyes, but more of a determination, "Unfortunately, Master, you overestimate yourself."

Mo Linyuan hugged Lin Qingran, stepped on the dragon scale and rushed straight down.

He penetrated into the cloud layer, which was full of thunder and lightning, completely covering the sun above, and the surrounding area was still dark.

Lightning flashed by from time to time, and Molong grabbed Lin Qingran, flipped up and down and fell rapidly, like a meteorite falling from the sky, and fell to the ground with a bang.

He left Lin Qingran still in the rubble-filled Qianfeng Temple, and said indifferently: "You came here for him, so I will let you see with your own eyes how the ghost face city was slaughtered."

Lin Qingran raised his head, and what he saw was Mo Linyuan's decisive back heading towards Ghost Face City.

At the beginning, he still doubted the monk's words.

But now, seeing Mo Linyuan's moodiness and unpredictability, he deeply understands: cultivating the way of demons is really different from cultivating immortals.

What the immortal way seeks is nothing more than the magic weapon of the spirit stone, just practice slowly;

As for the way of magic, although it is quick, it is more difficult.Possessing the body of a magic dragon is of course extremely powerful, but it is a hundred times more suspicious, violent, paranoid, and violent than a cultivator.

Lin Qingran sighed softly. It was very difficult to persuade Mo Linyuan this time.

If not all tricks have been tried, he is unwilling to take the last step.

After all... It hurts to feed demons with your body.