Raiders White Moonlight Master

Chapter 89 Are you willing to give him a home?

On the banks of the Wangchuan River, there was a bloody storm, and the fierce battle stirred up the poisonous insects in the river. As soon as they landed, they ran happily towards the place where the ghosts were crowded, scaring the ghosts out of their shit.

Ah Shui hated the hair crown as a hindrance, so she took it off a long time ago and threw it into the river. Right now, half of her hair is flying in the wind, and with her sinister face, she really looks like a vicious ghost.

Xiao Jinyan said that she looked down on her in every possible way, but she did not expect to do something that made her happy for the first time.The sequelae of Shan Yuan unexpectedly broke out more violently than ever before, and the murderous aura destroyed all the buildings around the Nie Jingtai.On the broken bricks and tiles, his attacks were aimless. If it went on for a long time, his spiritual power would definitely be exhausted. At that time, it would be effortless for Ah Shui to kill again.

The soft bead that flowed into the dantian at the beginning has become semi-soft and not hard, and it crashes randomly in it. The surging spiritual power released from it makes the Shanyuan meridian seem to be burned by burning oil. The narrow spiritual vein is overwhelmed, if it is not released quickly, there is a danger of exploding and dying.

In the strong sword energy, a ray of devil energy was silent, like raindrops flowing into a lake, so inconspicuous.It floated out from the Ghost King Hall, walked in mid-air, and disappeared on Shan Yuan in a familiar way.

The sea of ​​consciousness that was still chaotic just now seemed to be slowly smoothed out by a big hand. Shan Yuan felt that Qiqing was gradually stabilizing, and at the same time, a bigger crisis was noticed.

Ying Xuan's aura strikes again, just like the opponent's menacing attack in the Liuli Secret Realm ten years ago.He saw the Heaven of Rebirth again, Shen Baixing knelt down under the green leaves and silver flowers, turned around and said to him, "You are here."

Shan Yuan once again experienced the deep affection with the master, but this time he did not indulge in it, he knew what kind of filth was hidden under the skin of "Rebirth", it was the poison that was cultivated in the abyss, Loves to devour the lost.

Gradually, the white snow on the high mountains disappeared, as if the red ink was overturned, dyeing the surrounding land bright red, and each plant seemed to break out of the ground.Ying Xuan floated quietly on top of the flowers, and said to Shan Yuan, "You are making rapid progress."

"With the Lord of the Demon Race thinking about it all day long, how dare you relax." Shan Yuan mocked unceremoniously.

He watched wisps of devilish energy oozing out of the ground, wrapping around his limbs and invading his flesh and blood, as if he wasn't the one who endured all of this.If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely be rolling on the ground and screaming in pain, but Shan Yuan stood still, expressionless, "One day, I will take his place."

Ying Xuan approached, looked at him with a funny face, "Speak out loud."

The black eyes blinked, and Shan Yuan instinctively told Shan Yuan that it seemed that he was really going to play Dafa this time.Killing Xianjun's calm expression made Shan Yuan wish to chop off this face that was exactly like his own.Not long ago, the situation of devouring the devilish energy in the sea of ​​consciousness made Shan Yuan suddenly have a bold idea, the dangerous idea of ​​success or success filled his heart like weeds meeting the spring breeze.

If Shan Yuan is alone, there is nothing he can't let go of, life will always end one day, living day after day is boring, and there are not many memories when he dies.But now, in the boundless world, there is still the person he cares about the most. He has insulted the master, and the master has not forgiven him. If he just disappeared without a sound, how aggrieved.

The heavy yearning seemed to have grown legs, howling along the dark wind by the river, rushing all the way behind the high wall, and gently scratching Shen Baixing's heart like a feather.

Under the white snow and moon-like skin, a sense of uneasiness arose spontaneously, Shen Baixing clenched his teacup tightly, he looked in the direction of the Nie Jingtai, there was no sound, but he seemed to hear his apprentice calling him.

Worried about Shan Yuan overwhelmed all emotions, five fingers unconsciously pinched the cup tighter and tighter, cracks wrapped around the cup body like spider webs, and finally there was a cracking sound on the palm of the hand that was torn apart.

The sharp shards cut the finger, and blood flowed out suddenly.The pain in his fingertips brought Shen Baixing back to his senses. He glanced at Xiao Jinyan who was lying quietly on the bed, and quickly got up and walked towards the door.

No matter what Shan Yuan is doing now, he needs to take a look in person to calm down the anxiety and worry that are scratching his lungs.The door opened, and the shining weapon blocked Shen Baixin in an instant. The ghost soldier said solemnly: "The ghost king ordered you not to leave the room."

The sharp weapon printed on the blindfolded eyes, separated by a layer of thin cloth, Shen Baixing felt more obvious discomfort than before.The ghost energy is like a gangrene attached to the bone, peeling away the flesh, corroding his internal organs, fine pain flows from the mouth and nose all over the body, and at the same time, spiritual power pours continuously from the dantian into the meridians.

Shen Baixing supported the door frame with a blank face, and anyone who saw it would suspect that he was going to pass by the next moment.

"What's the matter with you?" After all, he is the son-in-law of the ghost clan, and the little ghosts hurriedly asked when they saw something was wrong.

But seeing this jade-like person raised his head coldly, his thin lips parted, "It's nothing, it's just that once the mana recovers, it doesn't adapt to the water and soil of your ghost world."

The elixir made by Ah Shui had expired, and Shen Baixing didn't take it anymore, so he would naturally regain his spiritual power.The wide blue sleeves waved in front of the ghost soldiers, instantly making them dizzy, Shen Baixing stepped out the door, and then turned back.He walked to the bed, picked up Xiao Jinyan's collar with one hand, and carried her all the way to Naihe Bridge.

The closer he got, the more uncomfortable Shen Baixing became. The cold wind on the river was like needlepoint, there was obviously no trace on his body, but his skin ached.He is not a person who is not afraid of pain. He has lived for a long time, relying on his cultivation of being invincible all over the world, he rarely bleeds and gets injured.

Since accepting Shan Yuan as an apprentice, the frequency of injuries has increased. Shen Baixing tapped his toes on the continuous roofs, and then passed the Naihe Bridge non-stop and set foot on Huangquan Road.He threw Xiao Jinyan, who was like a dead pig, on the ground, and wanted to touch the pitch-black ghost gate about nine feet high. The ghost gate felt the breath of a living person, and the skeleton embedded in it bared its fangs and struggled out.

Shen Baixing snorted coldly, looked at the closed door, and grabbed at the void, as if a long sword flowing with golden marrow fluid appeared in his hand instantly.With the arms raised high, the huge phoenix flew out, crashing into the gate of hell!

boom--!

The gate, which was repaired not long ago, did not survive the blow of Immortal Yuwei, and fell apart at the end of Huangquan Road.

After the torrential waterfall is the river they came from.At that time, it was the sunrise on Dongshan Mountain in the world, and the distant mountains were shrouded in warm yellow light. Not far away, a spirit boat was moored on the river.

Hearing the movement, the disciples of the Lingyun Sect who had been watching and did not leave were ecstatic. Song Liuyan stood at the bow of the boat, waved his hands at Shen Baixing, and shouted loudly: "Xianjun!"

Shen Baixing grabbed Xiao Jinyan, slapped Xiao Jinyan on the back, and sent him out of the ghost world without tenderness.

Seeing a figure flying out of the waterfall, Bai Changfei jumped up and caught the second prince firmly.He watched Shen Baixing leave for a long time, and said, "Xianjun, are you still leaving? Where is Shan Yuan?"

"I'm going to find him." Saying that, Shen Baixing turned around without thinking, plunged into the underworld, was full of ghostly wind, and disappeared from Bai Chang's sight.

Although the ghost world is big, it is not difficult to find Shan Yuan, mainly because this little bastard made too much noise.On top of the ruined walls, the black clothes are particularly eye-catching. The withered yellow grass poked out from the gaps in the ruins, and was trampled to pieces by someone who came the next moment.

Shen Baixing couldn't help smiling when he saw the figure of his apprentice.But soon, this smile disappeared without a trace, and in the corner of my vision, a small red flower was full of beauty and vitality.

The fingers holding Wanggui trembled slightly, and Shen Baixing recognized the flower as Ruojian, the growing Ruojian of the abyssal demon clan.If you see where you go, there must be Ying Xuan's shadow.Realizing the enemy he was about to face, Shen Baixing took a deep breath, and said to Shan Yuan's back: "What are you doing in a daze, all the teachers are here, let's stop making trouble."

He was the one who blamed Shan Yuan at the beginning, and now he is the one who offered to reconcile. Shen Baixing felt that he was hopeless, and his master's face was completely lost, and he couldn't afford to fight on the ground.

After a long time, the man standing on the ruins turned around, and what he saw made Shen Baixing gasp.

One side of Shan Yuan's face has grown veins of Ruo Jianhua, the original handsome face looks horrible and ugly, only the scarlet eyes still have tenderness flowing.It was this gentleness that made Shen Baixing sure that his apprentice was still there.

The treacherous and hoarse tone made the hair stand on end, "Master, is this disciple ugly?"

If you had to tell the truth, an apprentice with flowers growing on his face would be extremely ugly, but Shan Yuan's current situation was in crisis, Shen Baixing said against his heart: "Not ugly, as a teacher I don't dislike it."

A silent smile hung on his cheeks, Shan Yuan stood motionless on the ruins.The wind blew up his robe, and his whole body seemed to be gone with the wind.

Inexplicably, Shen Baixing's heart skipped a beat, "Come down, I will take you home as a teacher."

Shan Yuan shook his head, "The disciple will not go back now."

"You..." As soon as he took a step, in the shadow behind the broken wall, someone ran out and grabbed Shen Baixing.

It's Ah Shui.

She grabbed Shen Baixing's hand, fearing that Shan Yuan would go mad and kill him, and said: "Sir, it's dangerous, you can't go over."

"Third princess, people and ghosts have different paths, let go."

"gentlemen."

Shen Baixing stared at Ah Shui's eyes unmoved, and separated the other's fingers from his wrist one by one.Waiting for someone to take another step forward, the long sword suddenly appeared, and a flash of cold light flashed, and the sword energy cut off a strand of black hair from Ah Shui.

"You and I have done this in the past, and we will make a clean break from now on."

With the collapse of the building, the lanterns hanging at the door in the past fell to the ground in tatters, and a little silver light flew out from them, which were rotten butterflies that were abundant on both sides of the Desire River.The third princess had a delicate and waxy face, she looked at Shen Baixing's decisive expression, raised her head for a while, looked at the flying silver butterflies, and said slowly: "Okay."

Crystal tears flowed from the corners of Ah Shui's eyes, she wiped them as she walked, and said to herself, "It's a clean break."

The red skirt slid across the withered yellow weeds, the princess of the ghost clan felt sad, and the ghost clan around her was full of hostility.

The thin palm blocked it casually, and blocked part of the ghost energy.The feeling of the internal organs being eroded became more and more serious. Shen Baixing clenched his hands tightly and thrust the sword into the ground suddenly to stabilize his figure.When he opened his mouth, the flesh and blood in his throat seemed to be walking on the edge of a knife, and every time he exhaled, it hurt.

Shen Baixing was afraid of pain, and after whitening, his eyes secreted physiological tears.He was vague for a few breaths, only to feel that Shan Yuan's scarlet eyes were even redder, as if bleeding would flow from them in the next moment.

"Master, you come back to find disciple, disciple is very happy."

As Shan Yuan opened his mouth, a line of blood flowed down his cheek from his eyes.If he saw Hua crawling to the other side of his face, he seemed to be dying, and he was born and stood with his back straight, longing for the warmth of the world.

"Shan Yuan!" Seeing this situation, Shen Baixing rushed over.

He sent spiritual power to his apprentice, but it didn't help, blood was still flowing from his eye sockets.

Shen Baixing panicked, "How could this be? Don't die. If you die, will you be worthy of the kindness of the teacher? The promise to travel the mortal world together has not been fulfilled. I have seen and touched the body of the teacher. How can you be willing... ..."

"Shan, Shan Yuan, your hand..."

I saw a petal of Ruojianhua peeling off from the place where the skin was connected, and fell into Shen Baixing's palm.

Starting from the fingers, Shan Yuan's body is disappearing.

Some people say that when you are overly frightened and distressed, you can't make a sound.Shen Baixing opened his eyes wide, tears welled up in his eyes, wet his white gown, "No."

"Master, don't cry."

Shan Yuan has no more hands, and can no longer wipe Shen Baixing's tears.He took half a step forward, put his dry lips on the other's eyes, kissed off the water stains, and his lover murmured, "Ying Xuan is occupying this body, the disciple has been carrying it, and finally waited for the master."

At that time, most of Shan Yuan's body had turned into flower petals, which were blown by the wind and scattered in all directions.

"Xiaobai, can this disciple call you that?"

"it is good."

"Xiaobai, I love you."

As expected, Shen Baixing did not answer.

"No one is qualified to completely collect my soul except the one I love. Xiaobai, are you willing to give it a home?"

"I'll give it," Shen Baixing said with tears in his eyes, his eyes were red from crying.

A gentle smile rose on Shan Yuan's face, and said: "Then, I will wait for you in the future, Xiaobai."

In the blurred tears, Shan Yuan disappeared even the last part, and the extravagant red flower kissed the corner of his mouth.The petals slid into the collar, melted into Shen Baixing's body, and became a nail-sized pattern on the skin.

Generation after generation of people have walked through Huangquan Road and come to Wangchuan River, letting it be deeply in love with each other.

Beside the ruins, the once supreme existence in the realm of comprehension knelt down on the ground, with his fingers deeply embedded in the ground, weeping uncontrollably.Biting his lip with his teeth, Shen Baixing looked at it as if he saw a flower flying out of the gate of hell, like a long dragon, and the beauty was so painful.

"Shan Yuan," Shen Baixing said tremblingly, facing the direction Ruo Jianhua left.

A few words were blown away by the dark wind, and after careful identification, it was found that it was "I'll wait for you to go home."

The author says:

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