It turns out that I am the white moonlight of the cold boss [Rebirth]

Qiu Lan took a deep breath of the refreshing cedar fragrance, and comforted herself, Yi Zheng is the Empress of Snow God, and since he was born, he was different from others, so he will be fine.

Just as he was about to withdraw from Yi Guixue's embrace, he suddenly felt dizzy, as if someone was chiseling his head with a hammer, he couldn't help but hugged his head, his eyes went dark.

In the vagueness, it seemed that Yi Guixue's anxious voice was heard: "Alan."

What's going on here?

The surrounding air suddenly changed, and there was no longer the familiar smell of cedar. Qiu Lan opened his eyes, and the two enlarged children's faces in front of him startled him.

It turned out to be the Daoyi and Hanyi I saw in the dream last time, so this place should also be a dream.

Qiu Lan immediately put on a straight face: "Is it the ghost of you two?"

Daoyi changed into red knickerbockers today, his two braids flickered, and his mouth was flattened so pitifully that he wanted to cry: "Shenjun, don't go to the Snow Clan, what will we do if you leave?"

Han Yi even hugged Qiu Lan's calf, rubbed his face against Qiu Lan's leg, and mumbled inarticulately: "Don't go, don't go, woooooo..."

Qiu Lan stiffly felt that the fabric on her legs was wet, and sighed: "Don't rub your nose on my legs."

He had no choice but to take the two children, and explained: "My child is sick, and I have to go back to see him."

The two children were still crying when they heard this, and Daoyi was wronged: "But if the god is gone, we will die!"

Qiu Lan squatted down, looked directly into her red eyes, and said: "I am not your god, you existed when I was not around, and you will still exist when I am gone, don't cry."

"How can you not be a god? We are the gods whose hair has changed, but the breath of the gods has not changed at all. Why did they not recognize us when they changed their faces?" Daoyi scolded the conscientious man like a sad little girl.

Qiu Lan frowned, trying to sort out the whole story, but felt that his heart was always in a mess. He caught a word, "breath".

Tao Yi said that he has the breath of the moon god on his body, but he himself has a complete memory belonging to Qiu Lan, and has no memory of the moon god.

Qiu Lan changed her mind and asked, "Why do you say that you will die if I leave?"

Daoyi grabbed his sleeve and leaned forward eagerly: "Did you forget the god? Your power is weakening now, and the demon-subduing formation is in turmoil. In the past eight years, the one under him has been arrogant. If you don't care about him, he will be ashamed." I'm going to stand up and be the master."

Qiu Lan was taken aback when he heard the words, and suddenly heard the words "Fu Mo Dazhen" here. He felt a distorted feeling of intertwined dreams, as if he had returned to Qiu's house eight years ago in a daze, and was locked up and escorted to The day when Tianyan City made up for it.

He had completely given up hope at that time, and sat in the inn every day quietly waiting for death. There were high-ranking monks guarding the inn inside and out. He could not escape, and he was not afraid of death. He couldn't confirm whether the bond really existed, and couldn't tell anyone about the panic in his heart.

Because the facts were too bizarre, he couldn't believe it——

How can a man get pregnant?

He was afraid that he would kill a life with his own hands, and was afraid of other people's strange eyes. He pretended to be deaf and dumb, and successfully deceived himself.

At this time, through the words of Dao Yi, Qiu Lan began to think about another question. After he was killed, has the Demon Subduing Formation been repaired, and who is behind the Formation?

"Naturally the evil god!" Daoyi said anxiously, "In the past, your followers were all over the land of freedom, and you were able to suppress the wicked evil god under the big formation. Instead, he'll kill us when you're gone."

It was only then that Qiu Lan realized that he had unconsciously asked the question in his heart just now, he was pondering over what Daoyi said, and the man in Mufu who looked exactly like him in the past appeared in his mind unconsciously.

Mu Ye was in trouble, and that man just appeared in the Mu Mansion. He said "everything I do is for our own good", saying that they were originally one, they were originally one... replace it!

Qiu Lan's heart was turbulent, and he thought of something in an instant. He felt that his legs were a little heavy. He looked down, and was absorbed in his thoughts just now. Full of grievances and nostalgia.

No wonder he was so quiet for a long time, he was secretly sulking here.

Qiu Lan stretched out his hand to hug Han Yi, all the things were tangled together like messy threads, he couldn't figure it out, he could only do what he had to do in front of him, otherwise he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to catch anything in the end.

Qiu Lan is serious: "I have to go see my child, I..." He stopped for a while, telling him to be cruel to ignore these two children, but he really couldn't do it, so he could only say: "When he recovers, I will come back Find you, or...you can go to the Snow Clan with me."

Daoyi and Hanyi shook their heads together: "We can't leave the land of freedom."

The two delicate and pretty little faces were filled with the same disappointment, but they seemed to see Qiu Lan's firm attitude, so they didn't say anything else.

Qiu Lan sighed softly: "Let me go back."

As soon as he finished speaking, from Qiulan's perspective, the figures of Daoyi and Hanyi became farther and farther away, faded away, and gradually disappeared, while he himself fell into a pitch-black abyss.

The heart stopped beating suddenly, the time was infinitely stretched, and I don't know how long it took, the whistling wind filled my ears, Qiu Lan gently fell to the ground, and the hands touched the wet bluestone bricks under her body.

Qiu Lan breathed a sigh of relief, he just thought that the child was going to kill him in a fit of anger.

He stood up, the light rain pattered on the stone bricks, he was standing under the eaves, a long string of water droplets fell and wet his black hair, the mist covered the night, the moonlight and stars were all covered by dark clouds , The pavilions in front of him made him feel confused for a moment.

where is this?

There was no one around him, and the building should still be in Muyi City, so he could only walk towards Longyun Inn according to the direction in his memory.

Walking along the eaves, just after passing a street, Qiu Lan suddenly felt that something was wrong, he remained calm and kept walking.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there seemed to be some man-eating monster hidden in the sound of the rain, with bloodthirsty eyes staring at it in the darkness.

"Boom—long."

There was a thunder, and the lightning that split the sky instantly illuminated the scene in front of him like daylight. Qiu Lan stopped in his tracks, turned his head abruptly, and drew the Duanyang sword out of its sheath, blocking the fatal blow from the back.

He squinted, the man was wearing a black cloak, only a pair of eyes were exposed from the whole body, a pair of charming phoenix eyes, but there was endless killing intent inside, and the man used to attack him was a simple long sword. Sword, Su Su goes to the street to grab a few disciples, there will always be two or three holding such a sword.

But her swordsmanship is very good, softness brings strength, softness overcomes strength, and merges and integrates the strengths of several schools. In the past, Qiu Lan rarely met someone with such good swordsmanship.

Qiu Lan turned the Duanyang in his hand, and it was rare to be provoked to fight with a sword, so he greeted him unceremoniously.

The two swords clashed, but the sound of the fighting was mostly covered by the sound of the rain. It was another night suitable for assassination and sneak attacks, just like the night he was killed eight years ago.

Bloody and wet, filled with bloody moisture.

After a few tricks, the person on the opposite side was slowly at a disadvantage, showing a bit of panic, but Qiu Lan did not intend to let her go, aggressive: "The dignified Jin family, killing someone and stealthily, is too petty, why don't you show your face?" ?”

This person was also at the time when Qiu Lan was upset, he was entangled in all kinds of things at this time, he was already in chaos, he was worried about Yi Zheng and those two children, and he was still thinking about the identity and purpose of that mysterious man, so he came to attack him at this time , is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.

The person on the other side was directly called out, as if completely panicked, and his moves became chaotic, seeing that Qiu Lan was about to pry the tip of the sword away from her veil.

In the next moment, there was a silent killing intent from behind, Qiu Lan's hair stood on end in an instant, and he threw Duanyang behind him without hesitation. A mouthful of blood.

Qiu Lan's eyes widened.

Impossible, Duan Yang clearly hit the person behind him, he turned sideways, and saw another man in black who was also dressed in the same clothes behind him lying on the ground with blood on his hands clutching his stomach.

And on the ground behind him, a golden pagoda sculpture split in two, lying quietly in the rain.

This is... the North Star Pagoda, the Spiritual Treasure of the Upper Realm. It is said that using this tower can directly make a high-ranking monk half-step into the gods, transcending the world. The North Star Pagoda has disappeared for many years, but now it is used to kill him.

When Qiu Lan was in a daze, the man in black who was standing in front of him, who had been stepping back step by step, jumped up suddenly, and a gold hairpin went straight to Qiu Lan's neck under the cover of night.

When Qiu Lan realized that Nobile had already arrived in front of him, he held his breath and felt that his heart stopped beating at this moment. Although he died once, people still can't get used to the feeling of death.

She didn't feel the expected pain for a while, Qiu Lan stared blankly at the figure that appeared in front of her in an instant, and blinked her eyes in disbelief, thinking that what she saw was a hallucination.

The figure in front of him slipped slightly and fell down. Large swaths of blood gushed out, fell to the ground and was diluted and scattered by the pool of water, everything was slowed down.

Qiu Lan stretched out his hand to catch the figure in front of him as if waking up from a dream, like a slow-witted fool, he suddenly shouted: "A Yan."

Ayan, don't die, Ayan, what's wrong with you?

How could someone as smart as you do such a stupid, stupid thing?