Heaven and earth float day and night

There was another corpse in the carriage. The carriage was narrow, and the wheels continued to move forward after rolling over the gravel.

The two were so close that their noses could touch each other, Su Jiugui frowned slowly.

Zhubai has never encountered such an embarrassing situation at such a young age, what is it like to meet again with a master who has been stabbed by himself?

Zhubai once thought that it should be more majestic, and it would be better to stab him again and send his soul back to heaven.

Now it is obviously different from what he thinks, he has the illusion that he got into trouble when he was a child and waits for Su Jiu to come and clean up, and he is inexplicably afraid of him.

Su Jiugui used to have a cold face, and he never changed his face when he saw too many strong winds and waves, but now he frowned.

"I..." Zhubai opened his mouth.

He only said one word, suddenly, Su Jiugui leaned forward, the tip of his nose touched Zhubai's, Zhubai froze in place, too close.

His heart was beating wildly, as if it could jump out of his throat.

His gaze sank, only to realize that Su Jiugui's eyes were scattered, he seemed to be unable to see himself, and he did not hear Zhubai's words at all.

Su Jiugui could vaguely sense someone in front of him, and he could hear the other person's breathing, but there was nothingness in front of him, not even a human figure.

The carriage was swaying forward, and there was a moment of silence inside the carriage.

"Xiaobai?" Su Jiugui asked nothing.

Zhubai seemed to be pricked by a needle, and he was really looking for that tail all the time.

Su Jiugui didn't hear the answer, and asked again, "Zuibai?"

Zhubai finally regained his composure. Sure enough, Su Jiugui raised him as that brat.

Now that they are dead, Su Jiugui still can't forget that his spiritual power is for them and has nothing to do with him.

It felt very weird. When they were in Taiqing Mountain, they were ups and downs, playing with everything, and at the deepest point of contact with each other, now this person suddenly doesn't belong to you.

You can't touch him, and you can't come to him openly.

Because you killed another self, and what he likes seems to be that little white dragon.

"Zhubai?" Su Jiugui was almost sure that there was still someone in the car, and he felt that Zhubai was close at hand.

"Damn me!" Wen Qi suddenly yelled strangely.

"Woo—" Outside the carriage, Wen Qi suddenly pulled the reins.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Wen Qi hadn't had time to see what was going on ahead.

The bamboo puppet next to him suddenly became restless and wanted to rush into the carriage.

Wen Qi stopped the puppet, knowing that Su Jiugui couldn't be disturbed when he was meditating, "Why are you crazy?"

The bamboo puppet lost a hand, was speechless again, and pointed at the carriage with the severed hand.

Before Wen Qi could react from the scene in front of him, he followed the bamboo puppet's fingers and saw that the curtain of the car was naturally lowered, and the puppet could perceive the spiritual power that did not exist.

Is there anyone in there?

Su Jiugui is under control?

Ever since Su Jiugui came out of Yunjian City, Wen Qitian felt that someone was going to kill him.

"Master?" Wen Qi asked cautiously.

No one answered.

The next moment, Wen Qi suddenly opened the curtain of the carriage, and a long sword pierced through the air. Wen Qi sensed that Su Jiugui was different, and stabbed with the sword.

Zhubai was sitting at the entrance of the carriage, when he stabbed with a sword, the moment he opened the carriage, Zhubai's transparent body suddenly turned into thousands of fragments, flying like a rain of apricot blossoms.

Su Jiugui could sense that his spiritual power had dissipated, so the man should have left.

Wen Qiyi's sword used [-]% of his strength. He originally wanted to kill with one blow, but in the end he only pierced through the air. After he missed, the sword in his hand had no time to stop, and rushed towards Su Jiugui in a hurry.

The long sword did not pass through Su Jiugui's body. Su Jiugui raised his finger and flicked it lightly. After a crisp ding-dong sound, Wen Qi's sword slashed against the wall of the carriage. With a bang, the long sword cut off half of it A carriage cover.

Wen Qi was stunned, Su Jiugui sat in the middle of the carriage, fully dressed, there was only Su Jiugui and a corpse in the carriage, and there was no third person besides.

"Master, I thought someone..." Wen Qi coughed lightly, "It's all because of this puppet's random warning."

As he spoke, he became more and more embarrassed, and the bamboo puppet kept warning him, thinking that Su Jiugui had been killed.

"Is there really no one in the car?" Wen Qi asked.

Yes, why not, Su Jiugui felt it just now.

Zhubai was stabbed away by Wen Qiyi's sword, the wound on his body has healed, and his apprentice really came.

Su Jiugui raised his eyes lightly, and said without answering the question, "Wen Qi, you have mastered your sword skills."

Wen Qi snorted, but he really didn't find out who was in the car, he looked at his hands in disbelief.

He had mastered his sword skills, and cut off half of the carriage cover with a single stroke of the sword, leaving a strand of Su Jiugui's hair underneath.

He could actually cut off Master's hair?Even if he had ten guts, he wouldn't even dare to think, in other words, Su Jiugui could have his hair cut off?

What had he been doing in the carriage?Such a distraction can make Wen Qi succeed?

Wen Qi looked at his hands in disbelief, "I'm so good?"

Su Jiugui hummed, "Not bad."

Su Jiugui was sure of it, but Wen Qi didn't think too much about it. Could it be that he's really a fucking genius in cultivation?

Su Jiugui asked, "Why did it stop?"

Just now Wen Qi stopped the carriage before realizing something was wrong in the carriage, why did he suddenly rein in the carriage in such a hurry.

Wen Qi came to his senses and said, "The road ahead is broken, it's impassable."

When Su Jiugui got out of the car, there was a deep hole in front of him.

Wen Qi was right, the road ahead broke suddenly, too quickly, as if cut off by someone's sword, and ten meters ahead was a cliff.

There is a carriage hanging on the edge of the cliff, and the horses on it have fallen off the cliff, leaving only the carriage hanging on the side.

Su Jiugui's five senses are fully activated, and he can see clearly even at night. The cliff is full of corpses, and there are many carriages and horses. They probably couldn't see the way ahead and fell straight down.

Qin Chengnan said that now Guangling City only allows entry but not exit. Guangling City directly cuts off the roads and lays layers of seals underneath. Ordinary people can't get out even if they think about it.

Su Jiugui looked into the distance, this place was very close to Guangling City, he could see Guangling City, it was pitch black.

The curfew is different for each city. Some city-states have an early curfew, but the gates of the city will also be lit. Firstly, it is to guide the way, and secondly, the city guards need light to keep watch at night.

But Guangling City is obviously different, there is no light at all, it looks like a dead city.

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Before chasing white, it was as if his soul was out of his body, but now he suddenly returned to his senses.

Why is he healing Su Jiugui?

Zhubai's face was hot, and the roots of his ears were red.There seemed to be traces of Su Jiugui on his cheeks, and he didn't quite understand what he meant now.

Are you a nympho?

Zhubai was upset, he pushed the door open and wanted to go out for a walk.

By the time he realized it, he was already in the flower garden.

Zhang Nu is cleaning this small courtyard. He himself is a kapok tree that has become a spirit. He shakes his hands, and some cotton wool shakes out from his sleeves. The grass is gone.

Then Zhang Nu looked at the flower garden with a troubled face. His Highness stood in front of the flower garden and didn't know what he was thinking.

From a distance, Zhubai is still the noble young man from before, but when he looks closely, he doesn't seem to be quite like him.

Zhubai now has black hair, golden pupils, broad shoulders and long legs, and a pair of sharp eyes. Wherever he stands, no one dares to look at him more. He should tell Fang Qiu to go to the battlefield to fight, or in his heart Hold back any bad thoughts to be a villain.

Now he is standing in front of the flower garden, looking at the thing in front of him silently, as if he didn't plant the flower, but he did something stupid after drunk, and now he has to face this stupid thing when he wakes up.

Zhubai did a lot of stupid things, for example, in the room behind him, he put all the mess in it, most of which were Zhubai's things still on Taiqing Mountain.

Something that belongs to Lu Yunji.

Dragons have the nature of building nests. From Zhang Nu's point of view, his family's adults are building nests, but dragons usually build nests to mate and marry a wife.

The nest is ready, but now there is a need for a little lady who can warm the bed.

But seeing how bad-tempered his Highness is, and with such an unpredictable personality, no one would be willing to go home with him.

Who told you to puncture the pulse of the heart with one finger, Zhang Nu thought silently in his heart, there is still a sign of not puncturing it, but now there is nothing.

When Zhang Nu was preparing the flower garden, he really thought that the mayor's wife would be ushered in, but now it seems to be a dream.

"Have you shoveled it?" Zhang Nu asked.

He was accompanied by two cotton spirits, holding a small shovel, as long as they nodded, the land would be leveled in a short time.

Zhubai didn't answer him, so Zhang Nu stood silently and pretended to be dead.

I broke off a branch of flower by white, the flower was delicate, and it broke when I folded it lightly, and the green juice flowed out from the break, making my fingertips a little sticky.

"Can I still live like this?" Zhu Bai asked.

Zhang Nu has come down with Zhubai for the past two days, and has figured him out a little bit. His family is not like a magic dragon, nor is he as gentle and harmless as before. He just puts on a fierce look and only does some childish behaviors.

It seems that he has just lived for a short time, and he is very curious about everything in the world, and has no idea how the world turns around.

Zhang Nu looked indifferent, "It's dead."

The flower will die when it is broken, the truth that children know, even if it is preserved by magic, it can only guarantee that it will not rot.

But the flowers will not bloom again, will not wither again, and will not grow again.

"Oh." Zhubai replied.

He fiddled with the flower with his fingers, and the flower was killed by Zhubai before it fully bloomed. The flower was tightly closed, and the petals were opened layer by layer, and the fingertips gently poked the heart of the flower.

The stamen felt a little furry, as if it was sticking to his fingertips, and it seemed that something had scratched the tip of his heart, and stopped in place.

A gust of wind blows, the breeze blows, and the flowers in the whole yard dance with it, blowing off a few withered petals, and he stands in the middle of the flowerbed, quietly feeling his own strangeness.

A strange feeling came from his heart. There was a scar there. He had been stabbed through the heart with a knife.

In the past he always felt pain in this position, and today he felt something else, but he couldn't put it into words.

No one answered his questions and told him why he had such a strange behavior.

He experienced this moment, wanted to capture it, wanted to keep him forever, but he couldn't catch it or keep it.

Something weird.

"Can a person live if their heart is pierced?" Zhu Bai suddenly asked.

For a moment, Zhang Nu felt like a bad old man with a grandson, and answered him blankly: "He's dead."

"Then why am I alive?" Zhu Bai asked, he had also been stabbed through the heart.

Zhang Nu looked at him angrily, "You can't die."

Not to mention stabbing his heart, when he was still a dragon's egg, the Taoist priests in Taiqing Mountain tried everything on him, and finally they concluded that Zhui Bai would not die.

"Then why is he still alive?" Zhu Bai asked.

Zhang Nu knew who he was talking about, opened his mouth, but didn't know how to answer, because he wasn't sure whether Zhubai wanted Su Jiu to die or let him live.

If he said something wrong, this ancestor must be the first to vent his anger on him.

"He's not a flower." Zhubai seemed to have figured it out.

The more Zhang Nu looked at him, the more he felt that something was wrong. When talking about Su Jiugui before Zhubai, he always seemed to be talking about an enemy, and it was best to kill him in order to seek freedom. Now his tone is different.

When talking about Su Jiugui, it's like... talking about a spouse.

Zhang Nu's heart skipped a beat, and he said that he would not die, and that he would not die either, so he thought they were a good match, like a pair of Bi people, right?

Zhang Nu was taken aback by his own thoughts, and stiffened his neck to look at his master. If this is the case, then his master should be considered crazy.

The previous three chasing whites had troubled Zhang Nu a lot, but now he felt that the three of them were ordinary people at any rate, and this one in front of him looked like a lunatic.

Zhubai turned around to leave, Zhang Nu asked, "Where is Your Highness going?"

Without looking back, Zhubai said, "Guangling City."

Guangling City?Zhang Nu was taken aback, Su Jiugui is now in Guangling City.

Is Zhubai going to find his master?

Finally stop doing stupid things and go to Guangling City to see the deity?

"Take it." Zhang Nu came back to his senses and threw something over.

He caught it subconsciously, and Zhubai had already left, leaving only Zhang Nu and his cotton essence in the flower garden.

The cotton spirits looked at Zhang Nu together, as if they were asking whether the flower garden should be shoveled or not. Zhang Nu said, "What are you shoveling? Go out and work."

Zhang Nu guessed that his white mansion would welcome a wife soon.

With a wave of his hand, the group of cotton spirits ran away with the shovel in their hands.

After everyone left, Zhang Nu could see clearly what was in his hand, it was the flower that Zhubai had just plucked off.

When Zhubai walked away, some spiritual power was left on it, forming a transparent cover to cover the flowers, which can keep the flowers from rot.

This should be for him to put it away and store it with other things.

Zhang Nuduo took a look, this flower didn't know what Zhubai was treating it for, it was played too much, the heart of the flower was messed up, the juice overflowed, the petals were crumpled, showing some pitiful appearance.

"Beasts..." Zhang Nu inexplicably wanted to say this.

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感谢在2022-01-1516:04:27~2022-01-1616:51:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: wash and sleep when you are sleepy, and break up one hand;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: YJC, Qianqiancheng, and Xuecui 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Guangling City

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