Raiders White Moonlight Master

Chapter 99 Little Colored Dog

Wanggui slapped Shen Erbai's face hard, pressing the wound to bleed.Fortunately, Shen Bai didn't feel sorry for his apprentice anymore, he slapped the latter's face and slapped again, and with a muffled slap, Er Bai's huge body shrank rapidly.

Immortal Yuwei's eyes were about to pop out, and he slurred his words with trembling fingers: "You, you, you...!"

"Oh~" Shan Yuan howled and turned, and finally became the neighing of a little milk dog.

A smear of green broke through the snow, originally it was just an inconspicuous life under Erbai's feet, but now it is touching his dark nose.The warm breath blew the green leaves and swayed from side to side, causing Shan Yuan to sneez earth-shatteringly.

There were still traces of being crushed on the snow, Shen Baixing stared at the beating hand and said to himself, "I just hit you twice, the damage won't be so high."

After this expansion, Shan Yuan actually retained his memory. He shook his short tail and called out: "Regardless of Master's business, this disciple's body enlargement is caused by the power given by the Dao of Heaven. Now that it has withdrawn this power, it can't sustain it naturally. .”

Shen Baixing was still in disbelief.

"Master, it's cold on the ground, and this disciple is injured."

"...I'll hug you."

With a cold fragrance blowing on his face, Shan Yuan fell into Master's soft embrace, and as he wished, he pawed at the other's arm with his claws.

Wang Gui was summoned and has not yet returned, his whole body is moving around in the air naked, revealing his curiosity.When it was still in Shen Baixing's flesh and blood, Erbai often saw Erbai crawling on the bed, and his grace was comparable to its former competitor - the lion cat.

The white tail dangled back and forth, Wang Gui thought it was funny, and the sword hilt restlessly poked Erbai's buttocks.

Shan Yuan was intoxicated by the body fragrance of the master, and he turned his head to look at Wang Gui, the scheming ghost. With a flick of his tail, he swayed the long sword and warned, "Don't touch it again."

The small movements of the apprentice with the sword did not escape Shen Baixing's eyes, and he carried the "little white dog" back to the Hall of Light.The sun shone warmly on his body, but it still couldn't dispel the coldness on Shen Baixing's face.Looking at the devastated palace, his anger rekindled, and he grabbed his apprentice by the neck and carried him in the air.

Shan Yuan knew why Master was cold-hearted, and also knew how to use his young body to be good.The wet eyes raised slowly, full of timidity and anxiety, Shan Yuan hummed twice: "Master, it hurts so much."

"A dog must look like a dog. I haven't heard that pinching a dog's neck hurts."

"Master, this disciple just had a fight with Ying Xuan, and he still has a hundred days of injury. You, an old man, really can't stand carrying it like this."

Under the sun, Shen Baixing looked at the dog eyes of the pair of period Ai Ai, he was stunned to see the pitiful look from them, he couldn't bear the appearance of his apprentice the most.But thinking of the destruction of the Yaoguang Palace, there is not even a good place to live tonight, so I hardened my heart, "Don't pretend, you just came out of your shell a few days ago, and you were kicked from the past life to Kunlun Mountain by Ying Xuan." Nothing happened, and now it’s even more difficult.”

Shan Yuan immediately drooped his ears, and his short tail fell behind his buttocks.

Shen Baixing looked distressed, put his weight on the ground, and walked away, "Keep pretending, don't go to bed tonight."

"Hiss..." Shan Yuan fell to the hard floor, acting like a real thing.The blood-stained hair was half-dried into clumps, and his bulging belly was heaving and falling in the wind. Shan Yuan rolled his eyes as he stared at the master's back, and fainted magnificently.

Wang Gui took a step back and didn't find anything wrong with Shan Yuan's dizzy posture at all.The young and innocent sword spirit ran up to its master. It couldn't speak, so it used its spiritual power to brush across the sword, and finally sprayed it at Shen Erbai behind it.

The aura floated from behind Shen Baixing's eyes like a small tail, he was unconsciously seduced, and naturally found the fainted apprentice dog.

"I still want to be a teacher," Shen Baixing despised the apprentice's stupid behavior, he kicked Shan Yuan's paw with his toe, "Enough is enough, get up quickly."

Shan Yuan remained motionless.

"Rely on the ground to slap and serve the teacher."

Shan Yuan even became weak in breathing, with his eyes closed and his mouth slightly open, he inhaled with difficulty, his immature body seemed to be able to hold his breath in the next moment.

Again and again, the disciples were all paralyzed, and Shen Baixing started to panic, not daring to warn the third time.He grabbed the dog's skin and put it in his arms, put his finger on the other's forehead, and the spiritual power flowed into Shan Yuan's body from between his fingers.But seeing the pure spiritual light enveloping Shan Yuan's body, the blood stains faded away where it passed, revealing a body of wild wild rice fur, which is more dazzling than Chuxue.

Eyelids fluttered, Shan Yuan "woke up", and spoke weakly: "Thank you, Master."

"Okay, don't lie on the ground, my disciple Yuwei Xianjun, even if it is a dog, it would be embarrassing to sleep on the ground with its legs sprawled."

Shan Yuan got up on all fours.

Flicking his wide sleeves, Shen Baixing left his apprentice behind in strides.

Shan Yuan stumbled after him, and seeing that he was about to catch up, a palace door flew towards him. Fortunately, Shan Yuan moved nimbly, otherwise he would have been slapped on the nose by the door.He was locked outside the door, scratching the door with his claws, "Master."

The door was already very weak, Shan Yuan pushed it lightly, and it smashed to the ground with a bang in an instant.

Shen Baixing was frightened and scolded: "Get out!"

The white paws were still scratching the door, Shan Yuan jumped over the threshold with his hind legs, his dark eyes fluttered and he didn't look at Shen Baixing.

Immortal Yuwei pointed at the palace where there was nowhere to go, and spoke harshly: "Look at the good things you and Ying Xuan have done."

"Master, don't worry, disciples come to cultivate."

Shen Baixing looked at his apprentice's figure, and said something: "Are you sure?"

"Disciple can cultivate," Shan Yuan did his part, his solemn voice combined with his delicate appearance was a bit funny, "Master, please rest on the bed. When you wake up, disciple will return you to the Hall of Light."

Shen Baixing nestled under the quilt, "We will wait and see for the teacher."

"Just before that, the disciple wanted to borrow something from you."

"That's right."

Shen Baixing's sleep quality is unmatched in the world, his breath is long after his hair is stained with the pillow and less than half a cup of tea.

As the intellect of the past life, Shan Yuan waved his claws at the bare long sword, "Come here."

Wang Gui approached without any sense of danger.

"You heard what Master said just now, he lent you to me."

Wanggui froze in the air, obviously not digesting the meaning of this sentence.

"You are a sword. To play the role that a sword should have, you should always think of your master. Master wants to repair the Yaoguang Temple. As his sword, it is your duty to contribute."

Now, Wang Gui understood a little bit, and shook the hilt of his sword to express his agreement.

Shan Yuan, who successfully turned to the helper, pointed his paw at the broken bricks on the ground, "The phoenix is ​​the leader of the bird clan, please shout a few times to call the birds of Kunlun Mountain to come out to work."

The resounding cry of the phoenix attracted thousands of troops, and the mighty bird tribe came from the sky carrying ice and snow.They use their beaks to grab broken stones and wood, and flap their wings and throw them from the afterlife to the snow-capped mountains.The number of birds was huge, and when they encountered those who could not be moved, they worked together to lift half of the pillars and smash them towards Kunlun Mountain.For a while, the top of the snow-capped mountain was like a rain of stones, with non-stop thumping.

When simply forgetting to show off his status in the bird clan, Shan Yuan very quickly threw a sound insulation technique to his master.When the ground was almost cleared, he began to think about the various spells transmitted by Tiandao in his mind, among which was the "Shape Transformation Technique", which, as the name suggests, was the shape change of ideas.

Shan Yuan mobilized the few spells left in his body, followed the map in the sea of ​​consciousness, and failed four times before he figured out a way, and then turned into a gas in one go.

He recalled the appearance of the Yaoguang Palace, and saw a layer of blue halo spreading out from the cold wind and bleak sky, the halo became thicker and thicker, and it began to change into colorful colors from the end.When the color matches the color of the roof, the aura automatically covers the palace as if it has grown legs.The moment the spiritual energy flowed into the tile eaves, a few strands of gilt gold traces suddenly appeared around, just like the painter's wolf hair, who used the dilapidated Yaoguang Temple as rice paper, and painted glazed tiles, vermilion pillars, and walls on it.

Transfiguration seems simple, and the color of various objects in the house can be automatically changed when the spiritual power touches it, but the profound essence in it is enough for a monk to comprehend for half his life.There are not many people in the world who comprehend the art of transformation, let alone one like Shan Yuan who can perform it with a few strokes of the map.His talent is vastly different from before, and he has already spent a lot of mana to repair the exterior of the Hall of Light.

After all, Shen Erbai's body was weak, and within two quarters of an hour, Shan Yuan was so tired that he wanted to rest halfway.The two Wanggui brothers pressed Shan Yuan's back with the hilt of the sword, and the tip of the sword touched the floor, and the continuously flowing bright light of the sword seemed to be talking.It's a pity that Shan Yuan is not Shen Baixing, he knocked off the long sword with his claws, and said: "Go aside."

The long sword collided with the ground, making a crisp bang sound, Wanggui jumped up in aggrieved state, ignored the silly dog ​​in front of him, and disappeared in place with a whoosh.

Shan Yuan guessed that Wanggui had returned to Master's body, so he rested for a while, and began to fiddle with the tea table ornaments and other utensils in Shen Baixing's room.

The past life is hidden in the clouds and mist, which is very different from the scenery in the world where the sun is waning and the smoke is rising from the western mountains.The crowing of cocks and the barking of dogs scattered as the night fell, until the moon rose to the treetops, and then gradually subsided.

The moonlight in front of the Yaoguang Temple is very beautiful. Shen Baixing used to sit alone on the roof or on a tree branch, stretching out his hands to reach for the moon, which seems very close but is actually far away.He witnesses the process of mortal reincarnation from death to new life, and often feels that the moon in the past life is not suitable, because the moon does not follow the reincarnation of mortals. Like him, the immortal Yuwei Immortal, he is a lonely guy.

Lonely people can still keep each other warm, but Shen Baixing and Yue Yue can't, instead they feel more empty.Going back hundreds of years, his apprentice came to me from the future, even if he was not a human being, it was enough to add warmth to Shen Baixing's lonely first half of his life.

When the transformation technique stopped, Shan Yuanlei didn't want to move a single paw. He lay down under the tree and fell asleep like that.As Shen Baixing said, Shen Erbai's body is strong, and the cold wind blowing all night is no problem. At dawn the next day, Shan Yuan wakes up energetically, and his master who has slept for two hours is still there. Under the covers.

Shan Yuan went around in the past for several times. Before his master woke up, he pushed open the door and walked around the long case lightly.He jumped onto the bed with a kick of his hind legs, lifted the quilt from the corner of the bed and got in.

The soft hair brushed against his ankles, causing Shen Baixing to move his eyelashes in his sleep.Shan Yuan continued to crawl under the quilt, he climbed up to the waist of the opponent and stopped, buried his head in Shen Baixing's waist, and gently placed his paws on his belly, brewing a new round of sleepiness.

Shen Baixing was woken up by the urge in the morning. In fact, since hundreds of years ago, he has basically lived a life without desires, rarely venting his desires in the early morning.But today when I first opened it, I felt very different. The place was warm, as if something was stirring.

Under the quilt, the short white tail flicked.

Shen Baixing: "!"

He suddenly lifted the quilt, only to see a mass of white entangled on his belly, Shan Yuan's little dog's tail was flicking back and forth, the tip of the tail just touched Xiao Xiaobai.