cold wings

"Palace Master..."

Just as Qingyu exclaimed, Bingyixuan stopped Mu Han's waist in an instant, narrowed his silver eyes slightly, and ordered without hesitation: "Qingyu will deal with each sect."

Mu Han violently pushed Bingyixuan away, trying to keep a distance from Bingyixuan, and said decisively: "Palace Master, your subordinates are fine!"

The silver eyes flickered with a faint light, looking at the calm blue eyes.Bingyixuan smiled angrily and left resolutely.

But when Bing Yixuan turned around, Mu Han saw the piercing coldness in those silver eyes, he just wanted to strangle Bing Yixuan's wrist, but he missed it.

But Bing Yixuan seemed to know that Mu Han was keeping him, Yao Yin and Bing Lan's eyes collided, and the two were deadlocked, neither of them would take a step closer.

It was just a short day, but they experienced too many unpredictable shocks, which made it difficult for them to calm down for a while.

"The palace master is not allowed to come and find his subordinates again!"

Mu Han uttered these words mercilessly, without any trace of nostalgia.

The bewildering brows were condensed with thousands of miles of frost, and the silver eyes looked a little bit distracted.

Bing Yixuan left in anger, everything that happened today was almost unbearable for him, he couldn't be so calm, he couldn't bear it!

The silver and resolute figure disappeared into the blue eyes, at this moment Mu Han could no longer restrain the churning blood in his body.

After watching it for a long time, Mu Han murmured in a low voice like a dream: "The wind and rain cannot wash away the scars of the heart, and the vicissitudes of life will never extinguish the emotional wounds; don't talk lightly about the ancient times, only when you are separated can you see the desolation..."

The voice was low, like a murmur, like a dream, and like a moan and a cry.It's the kind of desperate helplessness, endless desolation, that is suppressed to the point of being on the verge of breaking out but can't cry.

This voice was heard in Qingyu's ears, and it was clear that Mu Han had shattered his own heart in these twenty short words... This feeling made Qingyu suddenly think of what happened just now. When I was fighting in the snowy mountains, when I was at the end of the road and hopeless, I remembered the heartbreak when one by one disciples died in battle.

The water pavilion built by Baiyu is like snow facing the water, as if it is not in the coldness of the world.The exquisite small water pavilion looks like a dream in the haze, surrounded by lotus ponds, and the breeze blows with a trace of fragrance. A pine pavilion stands proudly on one side, looming in the smoke, which is too beautiful to behold.

"Young master! Zhuyueju has arrived!" Qingyu lowered her head and called out respectfully.Following Qingyu's voice, Mu Han's figure emerged from the mist.A few strands of blue hair in front of his forehead were wet with cold sweat, and his pale complexion was full of coolness, charm, and icy cold repulsion in his blue eyes.

Before Mu Han stepped into the door of Zhuyueju, a surge of turbulent blood swept across his chest again, so violent and unpredictable.

The cold sweat ran across the limbs and bones like a poisonous snake, as if the pain pierced by a poisonous thorn wrapped around every inch of skin, Mu Han held on to the door frame tightly, without any strength in his whole body.

The pale thin lips could no longer be restrained, and blood dripped down the corners of the lips.

"Young master!" Qingyu exclaimed, and was about to step forward to support Mu Han, but was ruthlessly pushed a few meters away.

"Don't come near me!" Mu Han frowned, his seductive face was as pale as crystal white snow.

Qing Yu looked at Mu Han trying to endure the pain, not daring to take a step closer, panic and pain filled the woman's eyes.

The pool of blood in the flowers behind the Star Palace just now, the ruthless words floating in the wind, and the complexion as pale as snow at this moment... Sapphire is full of anxiety, and seems to be exploring some things in the dark. : "My lord, what you said to the Palace Master just now..."

Mu Han severely suppressed the clamoring spiritual power in his body, and couldn't bear to recall the silver eyes that looked directly at him.

It's just that he can't be selfish anymore, Bingyixuan is the lord of the first palace, and Bingyixuan's injury is not healed.Now that this kind of thing happened again, how could Bingyixuan be willing to let Bingyixuan see himself like this... The fragility full of pain can never appear in those silver eyes that should be proud of the entire plane.

The blue eyes were particularly dazzling on Ruxue's skin, and Mu Leng said coldly: "Seal the Yueyue residence, and no one is allowed to enter, especially the people from the Star Palace. If any subordinates from the Star Palace come to ask, just say I'm in retreat, and I don't see any visitors."

"Young Master!" Qing Yu wanted to step forward to help Mu Han, but could not get close, and asked eagerly, "If you look like this, the Palace Master will know!"

"Don't tell him!" Mu Han's eyes were as cold as thorns: "If you dare to let him know, you won't be allowed to take another step into Zhuyueju!"

Qingyu's lips trembled, the contradiction in her heart couldn't be further increased, and she was full of worry.

Mu Han slammed the door of the Moon Pavilion with his backhand.

The pale face was as cold as frost, and the turbulent blood gushed out from the thin lips again. Mu Han tightly grasped the chest that seemed to be torn apart, and fell powerlessly on the soft couch, his curled up body trembling... ..Yaolan's long hair completely concealed her charming face, and a piece of Yaolan was burning weakly. It was like a sharp sword lingering at the pain of the body, bit by bit piercing into the bones, tormenting endlessly.

Why is it like this?

Mu Han pondered over the recent scenes...Suddenly, a cold and astonishing light flashed across his eyes, and he understood everything in an instant.

In Diqi, he remembered that when he was saving Hei Xi, an inexplicable spiritual power rushed into his body along the spiritual power transmitted by Bingyixuan.