Immortal couple

"My lord, please take her away as soon as possible, lest the princess come to obstruct you again."

"Thank you Xianjun."

He Tu was really grateful, he hurriedly bowed to Master Seven, and then went up to bow three times in front of the emerald chain.

After receiving the sincere prayer, the green light on the chain suddenly flickered, and a layer of faint light scattered around, then the chain was loosened and flew up into the sky, circled around the ginkgo tree for a few times, the eye-catching emerald light shot out, and then dimmed , fell to the ground, and turned into a green bracelet.

The tree demon's evil aura is weak, throwing a ginkgo can't transform it, He Tu called a few times and got no response, and turned back to ask for help in a panic: "Can the fairy save her? I can't go on my way like this."

"No." Seventh Master still smiled, still so gentle, but a little less warm.

This made He Tu suddenly feel a chill, guarding in front of the tree vigilantly: "What does the fairy mean?"

"My lord... I am Xianyue, who is traveling to the southern border, and I am ordered to eliminate demons." Seventh Master pointed to the tree demon behind him and said: "It is a demon and must be eliminated."

He Tu was speechless for a long time.

Shemale swears not to be at odds, whether it is love or fame, it is all stained with innocent blood.

Demons harm people, tigers cannibalize people, but all monsters and beasts are not as terrifying as humans, and they are still cultivators...

"Haha..." Huangfu arrived quietly, and when he heard this, seeing that the barrier had been broken, he laughed heartily, and walked away step by step while holding onto the courtyard door.

Followed by a large group of servants, although they didn't know the specific situation, they were all happy to see that the demon was about to be wiped out. The princess' serious problem was solved, and they didn't have to face the moody princess in the past.

"How much does this tree demon know about me and his uncle back then?" Master Seven was smiling, but his smile was without warmth: "I'm afraid it's just one thing that doesn't know the other. , since she broke into the human world, she should know what consequences are waiting."

Having said that, his voice sank slightly, and he called out, "Han Lingzi!"

Mei Aoshuang stepped forward to accept the order: "The disciple is here."

"This is the first time you have gone down the mountain to suppress demons in three years of retreat, so don't let your master down." After finishing speaking, the seventh master left with his hands behind his back.

Since it was clearly stated that the head disciple should perform this feat, Zhao Youming couldn't easily intervene, so he also turned around, jumped, and left.

Under the bright lights all around, the night looked helpless and dim, like a terrible prelude to the coming blizzard night.

He Tu half-kneeled on the ground, caressing the tree trunk, with complex emotions in his eyes, suppressing the pain. Crying at such a time is a complete loss. If this is the end, the end of the world, he can't let Luo Xin see him so miserable. The appearance of crying.

After years of hardships and endless vicissitudes, he has never wished to die so much as now.The love for Luo Xin has long been suppressed to such an extent that even he almost forgot about it, leaving only the vows of eternal love in memory of the past left in his chest.

There is no absolute dead end, at least...you can still make promises.

"I'll be with you, don't be afraid." He Tu comforted with a smile, confirming his decision to die together.

Mei Aoshuang's energy gathered in the dantian, and a vague air flow filled her body. It was as cold as snow, and in the dark night sky, the ice sword suddenly fell.

The princess hid in the corridor under the guard of her servants and witnessed the ice swords piercing the ginkgo tree one by one. The green blood flowed from the trunk, soaking He Tu's gray robe, and he hugged the trunk tightly. , Feeling the reality of the bark, it instantly turned into nothingness in his arms, and the remaining emerald light circled in front of him, scattered and passed away, like a bubble, waking up after a dream, everything no longer exists.

A line of tears fell from her eyes, and the princess cried in distress, but she hated such emotions so much, and forced herself to laugh wantonly. One face interpreted two extreme emotions, and the servants around her retreated in fright.

She knew that the panicked looks of these people were saying that she was crazy.

But who knew...a person's heart is not controlled by him, and he sends out feelings that don't belong to him?

That's maddening enough to feel.

At the beginning, the condition for her decision to let go was that the tree demon healed her angina. Only when the disease was cured would there be a place for her in the imperial capital.

The tree demon agreed, and used her demon pill as medicine to cure this stubborn disease, but another stubborn disease, a chronic disease that will never be peaceful...

On the contrary, the princess was extremely excited, and He Tu didn't feel any grief. He got up, picked up the withered jade bracelet, and didn't confront Mei Aoshuang who killed his beloved. He didn't vent his hatred at all, as if it was gone. The puppet of the soul, ignoring the people around him, walked to the side room on the left side of the main courtyard, which was his bedroom before his imprisonment.

After completing the task, Mei Aoshuang left silently, leaving behind a chaotic crowd, and the flickering lights made the night even more sad.

What is right or wrong?

Every time he encountered such a situation, the heart of this cold-faced fairy could not stop being hot and depressed.

The cruelty of reality is not the same as those classic avenues. It seems that he killed the one who seemed to be right...

There was a slight strong smell of blood left on his fingertips, and he couldn't help closing his eyes, trying to suppress the nausea after the killing.

Stepping into the room, he washed his hands in the prepared silver basin. The agarwood on his body quickly spread to every corner, and the sandalwood smell that was originally in the room was suppressed. This is his unique characteristic. Reminding others like a standard, also reminding himself.

He is the head disciple...

The long and slender fingers were soaked in water. After washing, the hands rested on the basin, a few drops of water slid down the back of the hands, and when they fell into the water, the bells jingled softly. In this quiet room, Mei Ao Shuang's long and narrow eyes were fixed in front of her eyes, thinking about her not free life in vain...

In the picturesque and quiet moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, Wu Qi barged in like a robber, and his clear and lively voice was sent over in a melodious manner: "Senior brother, can I sleep with you tonight?"

Mei Aoshuang immediately lowered her face: "Didn't your master teach you the etiquette of knocking on the door?" Wiping off her hands, she swung her palm away, forcing Wu Zhu to the door.

After staggering a few steps, Wu tried to laugh meanly: "The quilt and mattress in my room were all wet by the second senior brother, so I can't sleep anymore, so I can only sleep with you."

The golden candlelight was projected from the room, illuminating the five red finger prints on Wu Shizhu's face very eye-catching, and a long sharp mark was drawn on his neck.Qiu Wuya didn't know how to use sharp weapons other than fists when beating him, and he didn't know how to demean a person's self-esteem by slapping his face.

Mei Aoshuang looked at it indifferently, with a cold light in her eyes, paused for a moment, and asked: "What's going on?"

Thinking that the senior brother in charge didn't understand, Wu tried to explain again: "Second senior brother came to mess with me in the middle of the night, and messed with the water in my bed, how can I sleep when I'm wet, so I come to sleep with you, and he doesn't dare to do it. me."

The veins on his forehead twitched, Mei Aoshuang pointed at his face, and said, "Who hit him?"

Dazed for a moment, Wu tried to cover his face and smiled indifferently: "The princess beat me."

"Why?"

"Because I chased after her to ask her name."

Mei Aoshuang stared at him coldly, and said two words heavily: "Shameless."

Swish!The door was tightly closed, and Wu tried to hit it with his body again, but he couldn't open it no matter what.

"Who is shameless? Is it the princess? I also think she is quite shameless. Senior brother... open the door... Let's have a good chat, I think we will have a common language tonight."

He yelled a few more times, then was frozen by an ice spell, and the teleportation talisman flew out from the crack of the door on his forehead, and returned to the original room.

It's puzzling why it always rains after the tragic things happen, which inevitably makes people feel that the sky is also sympathetic, and it also makes Mei Aoshuang's heart heavy. The lines flickered, and when he arrived at the courtyard of the back room, the scene in front of him made him stop on the tiles of the roof.

Someone actually came here one step ahead of him!

Taking a closer look, Mei Aoshuang widened her usually calm eyes.

Where the ginkgo tree demon died, there was a squatting short figure with the familiar red bamboo leaf pattern on the black cloak, and the blood-red bamboo leaf hairpin was still stuck on his head.

"Why is it you again?" Mei Aoshuang was puzzled and annoyed: "What are you doing here?"

As if 1 warnings were hanging in front of him, he tensed his nerves. The appearance of this person was too strange. Could it be that he was following him?What is the purpose?Ridiculous flower picking?It's too far-fetched... Why does such a powerful person beat around the bush like this.

The man turned his head and looked at Mei Aoshuang with joyful eyes, and continued to cast spells in his hands, injecting spiritual power into the remaining tree roots in the soil.In an instant, the ground was filled with brilliance, and a young woman transformed from the roots of the tree, still carrying the weakness that had just recovered.

The woman opened her eyes and walked to the ground, bowed deeply to the person in front of her, and said in a soft voice: "Thank you for the grace of rebuilding!!! Mu Linfeng. Mu Lin Luoxin, I will never forget it."

The man lifted Mu Lin Luoxin up, waved his hand, pointed at Mei Aoshuang, and wrote in the dim sky, "Thank him!"

Mu Lin Luoxin's brows were soft, and tears were already staining her breasts at this moment. She knew in her heart that although the monk killed her with his own hands, he did not kill her, leaving her a breath, but the remaining roots were buried in the soil. If there is no one to save it, it will be wiped out in three quarters.

At this moment, this elegant cultivator hurried over again within three quarters, thinking that he was also here to rescue her, just like this little benefactor.

The immortal sect was originally incompatible with the demon world, maybe... he had to come up with such bitter tricks in order to gain the integrity of the master sect and keep her from being strangled.

While thinking about it, Mulin Luoxin felt more pity and consideration, she flew into the air, leveled with Mei Aoshuang, and bowed her head: "Thank you!"

"Walk."

After saying only one word, Mei Aoshuang pointed to the ear room of the front yard. Before coming here, he went to see He Tu, and just as He Tu was stroking a picture of a tree and was about to commit suicide, he cast a spell to freeze He Tu before rushing over Here, I thought that there was not enough time, but I didn't expect that this person who had been his enemy several times actually helped him save the demon.

After all, Mulin Luoxin is from the Hui Yao Clan, with that one word, one action, he understood everything: "He Tu and I have thanked you two, and we will go back to the mountains and never return to the world in this life."

After saying that, without any hesitation, she turned into a phantom and flew towards the ear room. After the wind and rain rustled, another flash of light disappeared without a sound.

The rain in the night was a little cold, with bleakness and ecstasy, as if it wanted to cool everyone's heart, but the two disappearing figures were like a lingering warmth in the cold rain, which made people hope for love.