After the abandoned white moonlight was reborn

If the common people are in trouble, what does it have to do with him.

Even if the people here are dead, Qiu Lingjun will not blink.He had a pair of white eyes, manipulating the spirit, even though he could hear the pain, he was still indifferent, but he still went.

For no reason, the senior brother asked him to go.

Qiu Lingjun has pure spiritual energy, and it is even more painful when he is corroded by ghost energy.His white and flawless flesh was smeared with black air repeatedly, and it hurt like a knife.With all his heart and soul, he led Ghost Eye over, walking deeper and deeper step by step.

The ghosts screamed, and the scenes of the past, the floating life of the past, reappeared again.

The ghost eye is a spiritual evil, unwilling and resentful, it does everything it can to arouse Qiu Lingjun's resentment, the black ghost aura climbs along Qiu Lingjun's skin to the sea of ​​consciousness, it thought it would see a piece of justice In some respects, those who are willing to suppress are also lunatics, just lunatics.

The ghost eye just got in, and he backed away in astonishment...

Qiu Lingjun communicated with it: "It's a surprise."

His sea of ​​consciousness is barren and cold, pitch black with no light at all, filled with malice and despair.

This is a high-risk person against Canglan.

The ghost eye was silent, it drilled deeper... In fact, it was not without light, Qiu Lingjun knew that there was a figure in the depths of the sea, dressed in snow-white robes, noble and cold.It rejoiced, and chased after that person, this should be his weakness, when it catches up... the figure is not far away, but it is so close.

This is Qiu Lingjun's sea of ​​consciousness, his subconscious mind, everything is controlled by Qiu Lingjun.

The ghost eyes understand that Qiu Lingjun thinks that this person cannot catch up, so it will not catch up, but it is naturally cunning and scheming. .

Guiyan finally couldn't help it anymore: "You think he doesn't care about you?"

The person you care about most doesn't care about you?

Qiu Lingjun lowered his eyes: "It's just now."

It was him who made the senior brother angry, and it was all his fault.Senior brother used to be very good to him, senior brother is the best senior brother in the world.

Ghost Eye noticed Qiu Lingjun's thoughts, and sneered: "It's good for you to let you die, so his kindness is really cheap." It laughed sharply and hoarsely, "You are so pitiful."

Qiu Ling does not allow anyone to insult and slander his only beauty.

He raised his eyes and said calmly, "You are courting death."

The lock spirit thread spread and entangled Ghost Eye's black mist-like body, covering the sky and covering the earth. The pure spiritual power burned Ghost Eye's body, sizzling, and it screamed in pain: "You don't believe it? Don't you believe it, or don't dare?" Letter? Hehehe, we..." It changed its tone, eerie and weird, "Let me review it for you."

The uncontrolled recovery of memory, the reappearance of the past... The always indifferent Chou Lingjun finally has the color of pain.

……

Xie Yu's acting skills are not very good, even a little perfunctory.

He has never been gentle with Qiu Lingjun, never.

The warmth that Qiu Lingjun thought he had, was put aside slowly, it was suffocatingly cold, tears welled up in his eyes, and his fingers suddenly grabbed the front of his clothes.

……

What the senior brother told him the most was to practice hard.

"The name of the sword is Baihong."

"This method is called Wugou Jue?"

"Why don't you understand?"

"Practice well."

……

He had the first attack and suffered all night.

"You're late for morning class."

……

"Brother, Lingjun has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Brother, do you miss Lingjun?"

"Have you practiced well?"

……

"Can you stay with me for a while?"

"It's getting late."

"You have morning class tomorrow."

……

"Brother, come back quickly, Lingjun will wait for you at Xiaoze Peak."

"Brother, is there anything you want to tell Ling Jun?"

"Practice well."

"Just practice?"

"Ah."

……

Qiu Lingjun covered his face: "Hahaha...hahaha."

He wasn't stupid, he probably guessed that Xie Yu knew that there would be a ghost town that needed someone to suppress it.The young man is extremely talented, and he is also an amazingly talented person, "I...I..."

In this life, no relatives, no friends.

A lifetime of bullying, betrayal.

Ghost Eye was also laughing: "Look, he is a hypocrite. He has no real feelings for you. There is no one in this world who is worthy of your sacrifice..."

"But I love him." Qiu Lingjun said in a low voice, "I love him. He just...just wants me to die."

A low cultivation base cannot suppress Ghost City, so the senior brother has been urging him to practice.In fact, this is not urging him to practice, it is urging him to die, "I, I should have... just like this."

Qiu Lingjun imprisoned Ghost Eye.

It was also at this moment that Jiazhou finally saw the light of day.

The ghost under Chang Wuyi's sword melted like snow. He rubbed his eyes, still a little in disbelief: "Lingjun... Lingjun is here?" Qiu Lingjun really came to suppress the ghost city.

How could it be possible... How could it be impossible, he was dumbfounded, his expression suddenly relaxed, with sadness and joy.

The happy thing is that he was saved, but the sad thing is that there is one less person in Canglan.

In less than two days after the ghost town fell, over a million people were killed or injured.The surviving commoners stared wide-eyed in disbelief as the horror still remained on their faces.

Immortals, many immortals.The colorful clouds are faint, and the light is shining.

Flying boats, treasure buildings, colorful and colorful.There is also a real dragon hidden in the clouds and mist, with golden scales shining brightly under the projection of the sun, and a fairy standing between the dragon's horns, unable to see its appearance, only a glimpse of its brilliance.

The ghost town faded away, leaving only a phantom like a mirage.

There is also a boy in black.

His complexion was snow-white, the agate on his forehead was bright red, the skirt of his clothes was lifted by the wind, and the golden ring on the back of his head rang softly, "Senior brother."

There are no living things in the ghost town, it is full of ghosts, and it is completely dark: "The spirit is afraid."

He is still afraid of the dark, and he can't get used to it until now, and he can't get used to it.After being blind, he relied on hearing again, "Brother, will you come to pick me up?"

Qiu Lingjun suppressed Guicheng with his body, and Guicheng also suppressed him.

His five senses were gradually sealed: "Brother..." Before leaving, "I still want to go back to Xiaozefeng."

Chang Wuyi knew who Qiu Lingjun called his senior brother.He had never met Xie Wushuang, but after observing the expressions of everyone, his eyes turned: "..."

A glimpse of Jinghong, a glimpse of Jinghong.

The black hair is like silk brocade, with a delicate luster.The skin is like a fine jade carving, without any blemishes.Her eyebrows are like blue daisy from distant mountains, her jet-black eyelashes are indifferent and ruthless, and her whole body is penetrating.

The snow-white robes are like clouds and fog, misty and white, frosty and snowy.

Chang Wuyi took a tight breath and silently clenched his fists.Some imitations are actually beautiful, but they are so clumsy that they feel like blasphemy.At first, he felt that Qiu Lingjun was pitiful, but after seeing Xie Wushuang, he felt... why should he be delusional.

The young man's expression remained unchanged, always indifferent.

Xie Wushuang didn't answer.

Shen Chungui was behind, looking at Qiu Lingjun who had come to such a fate, his expression was flat.

He was much more sober and rational than Qiu Lingjun, he glanced at Xie Yu and lowered his eyelashes, absolutely not like this.

In this life, he wants to reach the top of the avenue.

Qiu Lingjun seemed to be just talking.

With a roar, the ghost town completely disappeared.

"..." Qiu Lingjun, who disappeared together, suddenly looked into the depths of the ghost city. There was a familiar aura. He didn't know what he remembered, and another tear flowed from the corner of his eyes.

Bloody tears slid down the eye sockets, but they were swallowed by ghost energy before they fell.

It's a sword formation, the sword formation that my brother has been carving.

When he was first in love, when he was happy and emotional, when he said he was going to Yunu Tuo, Xie Yu was always carving the sword array.He closed his eyes, his eyelashes fluttering violently.

Ghost Eye mocked Qiu Lingjun: "Do you still love him?"

After waiting for a long time before getting an answer, it sneered, "You are really..." cheap.

Qiu Ling couldn't hear it anymore.

The five senses were completely sealed, and he fell into endless darkness and silence.

"But I love him."

"...I love him."

His behavior is humble and base, and his love is always hot.

The Lingjun, Qiu Lingjun, has an unruly temperament, arrogance, and amazing talent.

However, it was hard when I was young, and it was hard when I was young. Everything I experienced was bullying and fraud, and half my life was miserable.

A lifetime of misery.

It was only then that Shui Wushuang found out that Qiu Lingjun had gone to Jiazhou. It was already too late when he arrived, and the phantom of the ghost city under the sun had already dissipated: "Don't! Don't go!"

It was a ghost town.

How many years will this take!He staggered, with no demeanor, and directed at the sky, "Why do you want him to go! He is so old, don't you know he will die! With so many people, do you have to ask him to die?"

The boy who came late broke down and cried: "Where is Jianzong! Immortal Hongxue, isn't Qiu Lingjun your disciple?" He knew Qiu Lingjun, after all, he had loved him for so many years, "Xie Wushuang, Xie Wushuang! It must be you You want him to go, right! Isn’t he your junior brother?”

Shui Wushuang saw Xie Yu, his eyes were red, "Is your relationship not very good? Why didn't you protect him, why did you..." He wanted him to die.

The hood slipped off.

Shui Wushuang showed a face very similar to Xie Yu, and he knelt down as if he was exhausted: "I will not let you go." No matter how afraid Xie Yu was, no matter how trembling he spoke, "You madman. You never liked him...why, why did you have to destroy him."

Yi Luoling frowned, there was no other way, someone had to stand up.

Brother Xie must have suffered enough, this person is still messing around here, in order to prevent Shui Wushuang from talking nonsense, she grabbed Shui Wushuang: "This person is my sword sect disciple. He has been missing for many years, and he seems to have gone crazy..."

"Junior Sister Yi." Xie Yu called out, looking at Shui Wushuang, "Questioning the sect, contradicting seniors, and calling seniors by their names, how should I be punished?"

His seniority is higher than Shui Wushuang.

He is taller than many people in Jianzong.

The warning elder was also there, and he said with a cold face, "Punishment for several crimes, one hundred lashes."

You are not welcome, and directly picked up the teaching whip of Shenglong, and when someone wanted to step forward, he warned, "Jianzong executes the execution, and the idlers stay away."

Hitting is real.

The warning elder didn't hold back, how could Jianzong have such a stupid disciple, as soon as he whipped, Shui Wushuang's skin was ripped apart: "Do you know your mistake?"

"I'm not wrong!" Shui Wushuang gritted his teeth, "It's obvious, why didn't you save..." There was a short scream, "Ah!"

"You know what's wrong?"

"I am right!"

……

One hundred lashes, bloody, without aesthetic feeling at all.

Shui Wushuang fainted a few times and was rescued again. After receiving the hundred lashes, he insisted that he was right even though he was unconscious.Blood and mud mixed together, his face was wet: "Xie Wushuang..."

The man was divided into several sections in his line of sight, still so clean and so high.

He didn't understand how Xie Wushuang could still be tall and clean after doing such a vicious thing, everyone was protecting him...he wanted to pull him down.

Xie Yu glanced over and told the disciples behind him, "Take it back, and Siguoya will be imprisoned for 20 years."

If there is a mistake, it will be punished.

Shui Wushuang did not deserve to die.

He has no hatred or hatred for this person, just an ordinary person.

The author has something to say:

Forewarning, it's useless for Shui Wushuang to think about anything.

He is useless without Qiu Lingjun and those people. I can't write without the plot of the protagonist being wronged.

Oye!