Don't mess with Bai Yueguang [Quick wear]

In a teahouse, Aman sat on the second floor by the window, smiling at the crowds of people downstairs, which was in stark contrast to the desolation three days ago, not only the downstairs, but also the other neighboring tables on the second floor. All discussing the same topic.

That was the matter of the Holy Beast in the Sunset Forest. I don't know who said it, but the mighty and domineering name of the Holy Beast was enough to attract these monks.

They are all talking about who this holy beast will end up with. They are self-aware that precious things like holy beasts can only be occupied by monks with high cultivation. faster.So they just want to see the appearance of the holy beast, and want to increase their knowledge with their own eyes.

Yan Yan sipped the tea with an elegant and moving posture. Aman pricked up his ears to listen to their chatter, but Yan Yan was fascinated by it. She put her head on her other hand and said triumphantly: "As expected of the person I like .”

She put down the teacup with a light smile, crossed her fingers against her chin, and said, "Yan Minghui's condition is not very good now. Yesterday, her inner demons surfaced and hurt many people. It was the uncle who joined forces with a few other people." It was the elders who suppressed her."

"Tsk, I have to say that the Restless Grass is very powerful."

The Restless Grass has a 500-year-old age. After taking the elixir refined by it, Yan Minghui is hard to resist even at the stage of transformation. Besides, her Dao heart is not stable. With the urging of the elixir, Yan Minghui It is also expected of Oman to go crazy so quickly.

The elixir that Yan Wei got from Yuheng that day was the elixir for stabilizing Dao Xin, which shows that Yan Minghui also knew that his inner demons were about to be overwhelmed.

Aman thought that because of her inner demons, Yan Minghui had killed Yun Ting and the Hu Clan just to get the holy artifact Qingxin Liantai, but it was a pity that even if she had the holy artifact, she couldn't eliminate the inner demons hidden deep in her heart. From Aman's point of view, the inner demon might be getting worse, otherwise, she wouldn't have been taking the elixir to stabilize her heart.

"Yan Wei, I always feel that Yun Ting is still hiding something." Aman said this because she felt that if Yan Minghui wanted to use the Qingxin Lotus Platform, the holy artifact of the Tiger Clan, Yun Ting would not refuse, so something must have happened It was other things that caused them to break up, and even made Yan Minghui brutally kill the Tiger Clan.

The confusion in her eyes was obvious, which made Yan Wei laugh and said: "She doesn't want to say, how would we know."

"You're right."

Yan Wei looked at the scenery outside the window with deep eyes, and said, "I believe she has heard about the news about the holy beast appearing in Sunset Forest. Oman, how long do you think she will endure?"

Amanda frowned slightly, thought about it seriously, and said: "If I have trapped an enemy for hundreds of years and suddenly heard that she is going to escape, then I definitely can't bear it for a long time, I guess I will go to meet the enemy that day .”

Having said that, Aman said: "This news has been out for two days, and Yan Minghui hasn't moved yet. This person is really patient."

"After living for a thousand years anyway, if she doesn't have the patience for this idea, then she is simply a failure."

Aman is eager to hope that Yan Minghui will die quickly. Without her, he and Yan Wei can be together in an open and aboveboard manner, and they won't be sneaking around now.

"Hey, do you think Yunting can beat her?"

Yan Wei frowned, and said with a smile: "The battle between the two stages of transformation, I am a little foundation builder, it is unpredictable, but now her demons can no longer be controlled, and Yunting used to be her If you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles, so I guess Yunting will win."

Aman clasped his hands together and prayed, "Please, please, Yan Minghui must lose!"

"Stupid girl, Yunting will surely win. Once Yan Minghui steps into the Sunset Forest, she will already be defeated. Don't underestimate Yunting's control over the Sunset Forest for hundreds of years. Yan Minghui has no way out."

Her words gave Oman a strong self-confidence, so he let go of his worries.

Aman looked at Yan Wei who was sitting opposite her with a smile. She didn't take Yirong Dan today, her face was beautiful and refined, she was one of the best looks in a million. , she is the most beautiful woman in the world, bar none.

Her long hair is black and bright, which sets off Yan Wei's snow-like skin, making people have to marvel at her beauty.

Yan Wei simply tied her hair in a bun, and wore a very simple red bean hairpin on it. It was the pair of hairpins that Aman bought before, and each of them had one. Since buying them, they have been wearing them every day.

Aman raised his hand to touch the red bean hairpin on his bun, and held Yan Wei's left hand on the table with the other hand, only to hear her say: "Yan Wei, when the things here are over, you take me around the world, Take it as an experience, okay?"

I know that my life span is very short, and it is just a retreat for monks.So I want to leave the most memories in my limited time.

Yan Wei's eyes flickered slightly, he held her slender hand back and said, "Okay."

Neither of them mentioned Aman's hundred-year lifespan, because it was something they knew from their time together, but they didn't regret it.

Owned and met is enough.

They looked at each other and smiled, with miniatures of each other in their eyes.

Others are talking about Sunset Damori, but they have made an agreement for the rest of their lives.

...

That night, loud noises came from afar, and even Oman, who was lying on the bed, felt the canopy bed shaking.

Yan Wei hugged her in his arms and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid there is a strong man fighting." Otherwise, the movement would not be so loud.

Her words made Aman's eyes light up, "Could it be Yun Ting and Yan Minghui?"

Yan Wei shook his head and said, "That's not clear."

Aman grabbed Yan Wei's collar, and said excitedly: "Yan Wei, can you take me there to have a look?"

"No, the strong fluctuation of spiritual power will hurt you. And I'm about to fall into a deep sleep, wait until tomorrow, tomorrow will know what happened outside."

Yan Yan lowered his head and kissed Oman's lips, and worried that his refusal would make Oman unhappy, so he held her cheek and kissed Oman tenderly.

She does everything slowly, even kissing.He pushed forward his movements in an orderly manner, allowing his aura to envelop O'man. He knew that O'man could not resist her, but he deliberately hooked her until she accused him with a pair of watery eyes, and then Yan Yan restrained himself. own bad behavior.

Aman's brows and eyes were full of affection, her whole body became more and more beautiful, and her soft lips became brighter red, and the watery light on them made Yan Wei smile slightly.

She wiped Aman's lips with her fingertips, sighed melancholy, hugged Aman tighter, and sighed: "I really don't want to fall asleep."

She wanted to do more things, but she was afraid that Oman would be frightened when the time came when she passed out, so Yan Yan had no choice but to hold back the throbbing for Aman in her heart.

"I will miss you." Aman wrapped his fingers around her hair, lying in her arms, and said softly.

"Me too."

The loud noise in the distance never stopped, and Yan Wei condensed his spiritual power to draw symbols out of thin air with his fingers, and saw the pale yellow light covering the entire canopy bed, shielding the sound from outside.

Aman rubbed her and said, "This way, you can continue to sleep."

"Yes."

Aman pulled the quilt, hugged Yan Wei sideways, closed his eyes obediently and sensiblely, and said, "Sleep."

Yan Wei looked at her intently, and then fell asleep quietly.What she didn't know was that when she was sleeping, Oman beside her looked at her profile with a pair of big eyes.

She hadn't fallen asleep at all just now, and being well-behaved was just her illusion.

Aman waited, and after about half a stick of incense, he pushed Yan Wei.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Aman who was lying on her stomach looking at her. Yan Wei pursed the corners of her lips and asked, "Aren't you sleeping?"

Oman was wearing thin pajamas, and the bellyband with hooked neck was light blue, and the faintly visible snow-white skin made the cheeks of the other Yan Wei, who had just woken up, blush.

"There's a fight outside, can you take me to see the excitement?"

Yan Yan saw the talisman light lingering around the canopy bed from the corner of his eyes, and heard Aman's words, she refused decisively: "No, spiritual power will hurt you."

This sentence was said twice by Yan Wei, and it also made Oman depressed twice.

Aman raised his eyebrows, approached Yan Wei with a smirk, pulled up the quilt and got into her arms.

Oman is like a fish, and Yan Yan is a pool of water. Let Oman play around in the water. Her fish tail is very lively and active, and every time it will cause ripples of water, the pool of water can hardly bear the burden. The vitality of this fish.

Yan Yan's eyes were filled with tears, he hooked Oman's neck forcefully, and complained softly, "Stop torturing people."

"Then will you take me out to have a look?"

Yan Wei breathed the air, nodded helplessly, and said, "But we can't get close, we can only stay and watch from a distance."

Oman is already satisfied to get Yan Wei's resignation.She doesn't care about the distance, but only cares about whether such a big turmoil happened in the setting sun.

Ever since Aman heard the loud noise, he couldn't wait to know who was fighting, but Yan Wei disagreed at first, and Aman couldn't hold her back, so he had to choose a roundabout tactic.

She bent her eyes slyly, expressed her affection to Yan Wei sweetly, and said, "Auntie is the best!"

Aman blew on Yan Wei's earlobe again, and said with a smile, "Sister Yan Wei is really made of water."

She was so ashamed and angry, she glared at Aman, and said, "If you tease me again, I won't take you there."

"Don't bother, don't bother."

Yan Wei made a cleansing formula for himself and Aman, and the two changed their clothes, and brought Amao who was sleeping in the bamboo nest along the way.

Amao nestled in Aman's arms, raised his eyelids and fell asleep again.

"pig!"

Yan Yan walked with Aman's sword, and it was a bit cold at night, so she used spiritual power to keep Aman warm, which was very considerate.

In the night, Oman actually saw other monks. She couldn't help being a little surprised, and said, "It seems that such a big movement is not only attracting me."

The long hair of the two fluttered in the wind, drawing a beautiful arc, and the Yuhan Sword flew across the sky like a blue meteor.

On a sycamore tree, Yan Yan put away the Yuhan Sword, and she and Oman sat on the same tree trunk. Yan Wei held her in his arms, looked down at Oman's excited expression, and the upward arc of the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious. Pointing to the front, he said, "Did you see that, some trees in the Sunset Forest were devoured by spiritual power, and it must have been a big battle not long ago."

Aman poked her head, but she didn't see the lack of trees that Yan Yan said, but she heard Yunting's laughter. Aman will never forget her laughter, but she remembers Yunting's crazy appearance when he was crazy, it was terrifying very.

She shrunk her neck, hugged Yan Wei's arms in her arms, and squinted her eyes comfortably. Small roles like herself and Yan Wei were the most suitable to hide behind the scenes.

Yan Wei is a monk, she can use her spiritual sense to observe the situation in the distance, but when she found out that there is still a more advanced cultivation level hidden in the setting sun, she immediately withdrew her divine sense and said: "Now the person who can judge the fighting skills It must be Yun Ting and Yan Minghui, not only that, there are people who are at least at the Nascent Soul stage hidden in the Sunset Forest."

Aman was puzzled, turned his face to the side, raised his eyes and asked her: "Why are the monks in the Nascent Soul stage going there? You don't think that Yan Minghui and Yunting are fighting to subdue the holy beast Yunting, right? So , this Nascent Soul cultivator wants to pick up the leak?"

"Perhaps it is, and only she knows why."

Although Aman can't see the situation of Sunset Dasen very clearly, but with Yan Wei explaining by the side and hearing vibrations from time to time, he knows that this battle must be very exciting.She simply took out melon seeds from the storage bag, and listened to Yan Wei's explanation while nibbling.

As soon as she looked up, she saw the crooked silver moon caught in the treetops, because the sycamore tree was so lush that Oman could only vaguely see the silver moon.

The silver light poured over the earth, there was fighting over there, and warmth here.Even though they are in the same world, they experience completely different things.

Ah Mao was lying on Ah Man's lap, he fed it a few melon seeds, and said, "Yan Wei, when will this be done?"

"I really don't know about this. Both of them are at the stage of transformation into gods. I'm afraid it will be difficult to end."

Oman muttered: "I thought it was all a quick fix."

Yan Wei laughed, stroked her hair, and said, "How could it be, after all, they are all strong."

The emotion in her eyes was difficult to understand. Yan Yan looked at Aman's side face for a long time, and then said: "Aman, I... seem to have dreamed of you."

"Dreams are dreams, isn't it normal for you to dream about me." Oman rolled his eyes, what's the fuss about.

Yan Wei knew that she had misunderstood what she meant, thinking that the dream she was having was just an ordinary dream, she pondered for a moment, and explained: "I seem to understand what the other dream I said meant."

As soon as this remark came out, Oman's speed of eating melon seeds slowed down, and she frowned and asked, "What did you dream about?"

The dream about Aman has become more and more frequent recently. She thought about it and said: "In the dream, you are not what you are now, and your name is not Ningman. I can only hear someone calling you Aman, and I don't remember the rest. .”

After listening to Yan Wei's words, Aman was also confused, scratched his cheeks, and said, "Why do you all dream of me? Do we have a marriage in a previous life? That's why you who haven't drunk Mengpo soup will remember I?"

Yan Wei shook his head with a smile, and said, "We are not gods, how could we still remember things from our previous lives. But Yuheng said that he couldn't see your past and future lives, maybe it has something to do with the dream I had."

Oman suddenly remembered the mission on her body. She threw herself into Yan Wei's arms and bit her lips. She was just a touch of soul, she didn't even have memory, and she survived because of the reader's will. Being able to come to this world to meet Yan Wei.

She didn't know how long she had lived, or what she was.

The only thing she knows is her own name - Aman.

"Why are your eyes red?" Yan Wei asked distressedly.

She avoided Yan Yan's fingers, lay on Yan Yan's shoulder, and asked in a sullen voice: "Yan Yan, Yuheng said that she couldn't see our past and future lives. Does this mean that we are the same kind?" Man, will we meet again? After all, it's just the two of us, right?"

How could Yan Wei know the answer, but when she saw Oman's tearful eyes, she said, "Yes, we will meet again."

Although there are many doubts between them, Yan Wei believes that if she retains the memory of Oman, she will go forward even if there are thousands of mountains and rivers.

Oman pursed his lips and said, "Then you have to wait for me, and I will definitely find you."

"it is good."

After all, she is not a monk, but just a mortal, so Oman fell asleep at some point, Yan Wei gently picked her up, stood on the jade cold sword and hung in the air, she looked deeply and returned Sunset Damori, who didn't calm down, cast a look at Amao, and he jumped up neatly and squatted on the sword, very obedient.

When Yan Yan left from the sycamore tree, she noticed that more and more monks were rushing to the Sunset Forest to watch. She used her spiritual power to shield Aman from their voices disturbing her, her face remained calm and calm.

It's just that she didn't expect to meet Yixuan here.

"... Uncle Master?"

Yixuan was dressed in the clothes of the Spirit Sword Sect, with the breeze and the moon, her brows and eyes moved slightly, and Aman, whose eyes fell on her arms, lowered his voice and said, "Is that her?"

"Yes." There was a soft light in Yan Wei's eyes, and Yixuan was very familiar with her demeanor, and she also looked like this a long time ago.

The curve of Yixuan's lips deepened, and he said, "Look at the morning dew on your body, I'm afraid it came very early."

Yan Wei knew that she was teasing herself, because Yixuan knew that her temperament would not be like this, so she changed the subject and asked, "Does Uncle know who is fighting in Luoyang Dasen?"

Yixuan nodded and explained: "The other elders of the Spirit Sword Sect are also guarding the Sunset Forest, worried that the fluctuation of spiritual power will hurt ordinary people. As for who is where, this person really surprised me."

"Who is it?" She pretended to be stupid, so that no one could see the slightest difference.

Yixuan sighed, and said, "It's Yan Taoist friend, that is, the ancestor of the Yan family."

"What? Could it be the ancestor?"

When Yixuan heard the news, he was also very surprised. Yixuan's eyes were complicated, and he said meaningfully: "Not only is there fellow Daoist Yan, but the person fighting her is Yunting who has been dead for hundreds of years. You must be sure of her name." I don’t know, but you should know that Yan Daoyou once had a white tiger contract beast.”

Yan Wei seemed to be unbelievable, and murmured: "No way... Master Uncle means that the white tiger is not dead?"

Yixuan sneered and sighed: "Not only did he not die, but he became a holy beast."

What happened between them, in fact, I can piece together the truth from the news I have heard in the past few hundred years.

It's just that no one believed it to be true in the past, but now that the two are fighting so fiercely, it can only be explained by deep hatred.

"Go back quickly, it will be bad if your spiritual power hurts you later."

"The uncle is careful in everything."

Just when Yan Wei continued to rush to the inn, a sound transmission talisman appeared in front of her eyes, Yan Wei raised her eyebrows, she activated the sound transmission talisman with spiritual power and heard Yun Ting's vain voice.

"Yan girl, I know you are here, come quickly."

Yan Wei ignored it, going to Sunset Forest now, wouldn't he be looking for death?

She returned to the inn, and just as she put Aman on the bed, she saw the second sound transmission talisman. Yun Ting's voice was cold and severe, and she said: "Yan Minghui has lost his soul, I have something to tell you, come to my cave quickly! Force me to threaten you with a beast tide before daring to come."

She held the sound transmission talisman with her fingertips, and burned it with spiritual power in the next breath. The corners of Yan Wei's eyes and brows showed a bit of relief. Fortunately, Yun Ting did not let her down. It was a happy event for Yan Minghui to lose his soul, but he didn't know What is the meaning of these two sound transmission symbols in Yunting.

Yan Yan looked at Aman on the bed, she bent down and said to Amao, "Take care of her, I'll be back soon."

Leaving her divine sense in the room, she would be aware of any disturbance here.

Luoyang Dasen has just experienced a battle between two stages of transformation into gods. The place is a mess and the dust is flying, making Yan Wei look away after just one glance.

She still remembered the location of Yunting Cave before, so she successfully found the cave, and before she could speak, a spiritual force brought Yan Wei into the cave.

Yunting's face was pale, her left arm was broken, and the cut was dripping with blood, but she didn't seem to take it seriously.She frowned tightly and asked, "Why didn't you see that girl?"

"I'm afraid of danger."

Yun Ting sneered a few times, and said sarcastically: "Huh, you are quite straightforward. I, Yun Ting, am not a mean person, and I disdain to do anything to you. What you promised before has been done for me, and today I will kill you with my own hands. After killing Yan Minghui, the revenge of our Tiger Clan has finally been avenged!

So you are my great benefactors in Yunting, and I will fulfill my promise, I can give you all my spiritual cultivation.Come here and I will teach you. "

Yan Wei never cared about Yun Ting's cultivation from the beginning to the end. She said calmly, "Senior, there is no need. There is no shortcut to Taoism. I prefer to rely on myself. If Senior really wants to promise , Why don’t you take Amao as your apprentice.”

Yunting's expression was stunned for a moment, she thought Yan Wei was joking, but when she finished saying those words, she was not as ecstatic as she expected, which made Yunting very unbelievable.

She pulled her lips and smiled, thinking of her contempt for Yan Wei just now, she raised her head and laughed, it seemed that she was narrow-minded, not everyone in the world is a villain like Yan Minghui.

For the first time, she felt that Reluctant, surnamed Yan, was a good thing.

Yun Ting narrowed his sharp eyes and said, "Okay! I promise you."

"By the way, you take this storage bag. There are some spiritual herbs for mortal cultivation in it. That girl is a mortal, and these things are good for her."

Yan Wei picked up the storage bag she threw over, pursed his lips, and said, "Thank you, senior."

"Okay, let's go, remember to bring that little unicorn to me tomorrow."

"The beast tide..."

"From now on, Sunset Damori will not attack Border Town again."

Yan Wei bent his lips and smiled, Yan Minghui, you died well, you finally did a good deed before you died.

...

The strong men of the Yan family fell one after another, which made everyone in the world of cultivators feel sorry for them. The one who fell before was a golden core cultivator, but now he is in the stage of becoming a god, so the Yan family is doomed to decline. This has the same result as many aristocratic families. , I have to sigh that things are impermanent.

But what is even more surprising is that the animal horde that has been the same for hundreds of years did not appear, and it was as quiet as if there had never been a beast horde.

Some people remembered the incident of Yan Minghui being killed by the sacred beast of Sunset Forest. Could it be that this beast tide is related to this incident?But this is just speculation, there is no evidence that there is a relationship.

The mortals in the border town live every day in fear, lest the beast tide will strike again silently.

It wasn't until two months later that the crowd finally accepted this reality, and they rejoiced and celebrated that everyone was safe and sound.They hoped that it would be the same in the future, hoping that they would not be besieged by the beast tide again.

Aman sat on the Yuhan Sword with her legs dangling. Yan Wei was beside her. Looking at the mortals and monks laughing and laughing below, she couldn't help laughing. She said to Yan Wei, "Where are we going now?"

Yan Wei put his arms around her shoulders and said, "Go to the Nine Chu Continent, I heard that there are sharks there, would Oman want to see it?"

She smiled and said crisply: "Okay, I can be anywhere."

Oman thought for a while, and added: "As long as you are there, there is home."

Yan Wei planted a kiss between her eyebrows, and with an unprecedentedly bright smile, he replied, "Okay, then we will come back to pick up Ah Mao in three years."

This time, there were only the two of them, so Aman pouted coquettishly and said, "Then you have to protect me well."

"of course."

Oman is looking forward to the days ahead, she thinks, it will be very exciting.

Ah Mao, wait for me to come back to pick you up.

Oman always thought that the lifespan of a mortal is very short, but she didn't realize that it was actually very long until she came to the end of her own life.

The beauty is late, and she is thin and thin.

She raised her eyes feebly, looking at Yan Wei who had been by her side all her life, Aman smiled relievedly, with nostalgic eyes, and said: "After I die, I will turn into wind, rain, and Everything. If you feel the wind caressing you, it’s me, and if you find raindrops falling from the umbrella on your shoulders, it’s me too. So just because I’m dead doesn’t mean I’ll be separated from you. Yan Wei, You have to be good."

Aman's voice was trembling and choked, and Yan Wei couldn't stop crying. She had been working hard to prolong Oman's life these years, but she couldn't compete after all. Yan Yan gently treated her like a treasure. There was a kiss on the corner of the lips, and she held back her tears and nodded.

Yan Wei is now a monk at the peak of Yuanying, just over a hundred years old, and looks as beautiful as usual.

Over the years, she has always wanted to try to integrate, that is because they all want to watch Aman leave with their own eyes, they cannot coexist on the same day, unless it is fusion.

But no matter what they do, they will always fail.They were depressed and helpless, and even felt endless fear wrapped them up. When they thought that they would never see Oman for the last time, they felt like a knife was piercing their hearts.

Standing aside, Yuhanjian seemed to have sensed the grief of its master. Its sword body trembled and made a clanging sound, responding to her spiritually.

Aman held her hand, and continued to speak with difficulty: "Amao has Yunting to take care of her, and I am very relieved of her. Only you, let me not be relieved."

"Oman..." She broke down in tears, her eyes were red.

"Don't cry, you two have to take good care of yourselves." Her eyelids felt heavy and heavy, and Oman knew that she was going to be unable to hold on any longer. Everything in life didn't go smoothly, and she was already content that they could meet and fall in love.

As the sound of her breathing disappeared, Yan Yan hugged her and knelt on the spot. Her weeping was sad, which made people feel sad.

At this time, a drop of Yan Yan's tear fell on Oman's cheek, as if it had wet her face, and her facial features gradually blurred until a little bit of starlight appeared and began to dissipate.

Yan Wei didn't notice it at first, but she felt that the person in her arms seemed to have become much lighter. She stared and saw this crushing scene.

With scarlet eyes, Yan Yan shook his head in disbelief, and said, "No way! No way!" How could Oman disappear!How could this scene happen when this person died!This must be my hallucination!definitely is.

However, no matter how Yan Wei tried to stop him, he couldn't change the fact that Oman was disappearing.

She was about to cry dry, her voice became hoarse, until the last handful of starlight was left, Yan Wei wanted to hold it in his hand, but found that the starlight still flowed out from his fingers.

Yan Wei stared blankly at the stars flying up and down, her embarrassed appearance was not at all like Yan Wei of the cold and lonely Spirit Sword School, she was just a woman who had lost her beloved, fragile and helpless.

Her eyes were dull and dull, as if she had lost her soul, and the strong wind howled, shaking the clothes on her body.

At this moment, the sky suddenly distorted, and everything became blurred.

However, what was even more unexpected was that several large black characters appeared in the sky.

[After the system query, there is an abnormality in this world, and now the system has returned to normal, and everything in this world has returned to zero. 】

[The next world, start launching. 】

[Tasker - Oman. 】

The author has something to say:

Dual personality is a bug in this world. Those who play with swords are people in this world, and those who play with talismans, hehe, everyone will know later.

The bankrupt daughter of the next world and my licking dog Bai Yueguang.

The licking dog here is not a derogatory term, but the kind that likes Oman very much. I can't find another word, so I can only use this to describe it.

Save the white moonlight in the son-in-law article