far away

The crane that Wuji saw was almost always a white crane, thin and tall.He thought it might be because Hebai's eyes were not very good, and it was easier to move in the original form.until--

Wuji saw that Hebai had gone out early in the morning, and out of curiosity, he raised his legs and followed.

Follow Hebai through the forest and come to the river.I saw Hebai walking towards the distance step by step with my own eyes, transforming from a white crane into a handsome young man dressed in white in an instant.

In contrast to the white clothes, Mo Fa's charm flowed into the world, and also flowed into Wuji's eyes.

One glance at ten thousand years, nothing more than that.

The most difficult thing is the back view, the coldness of the whole body shortens the real distance between Wuji and him.

A cool breeze blows from the river, blowing away Wuji's drifting thoughts.Wuji regained his composure, but found that the figure standing by the river had disappeared.

"Master... where did you go?" Wuji muttered softly as he approached the river.

Suddenly, he found that the figure curled up by the river was Hebai.For some reason, after only a short while, He Bai was covered in dirt, mud and blood all over his body, and the white clothes were no longer the same as before.

"Blood...Master..."

In view of this scene, Wuji didn't faint, but dragged Hebai back to Hebai's hut little by little.

Even if the real face Hebai is not heavy, Wuji grasped it gently in his hand, sometimes he would wonder if all this is true, and whether it will turn into a wisp of smoke and dissipate in the next moment.

Wuji hugged the person in his arms tightly, and had no time to think about how Hebai became like this.He breathed out Tan Hebai's breath, and he was relieved that he was still alive.

Wuji took clear water and wiped Hebai's body carefully, and pushed aside a face that was covered by long hair and was pale due to excessive blood loss. It was delicate but sharp-edged. hostility.

A little red mole between the eyebrows is dull and lifeless.

He stretched out his hand out of nowhere for a moment, and then quickly returned it as if someone had woken him up.

"Wuji, what are you doing?" Wuji scolded himself.Hastily went to check where Hebai was bleeding, and took a deep breath.

The blood clotted into scabs and gathered on the chest—the heart.

Hebai is sometimes right when he says that Wuji is hopeless, and Wuji's tears fall like beads in an instant.

He didn't cry when He Bai scolded him, and he didn't cry when he threatened to throw him away, but he cried at this moment when Ming Xiao He Bai almost died. This was the first time Wuji cried, but it wasn't the last time.

Because later he discovered that Hebai would have such a situation every once in a while, but the interval between each two times became longer and longer.So there is also Wuji see once, cry once.

"Master, are you in pain?"

"I, it doesn't hurt."

"Hmm..." Wuji lowered his head and kept wiping the dirty blood with his hands, tears still flowing.

"Little ghost, don't cry, I'm not dead yet."

Although Hebai's injury is dangerous, it is not life-threatening

The land of trapped spirits.

As the name suggests, trap all spiritual life. The word "sleepy" reflects the meaning of punishment, and it is an excellent place to monitor and punish those who make mistakes.No matter how magical you were before, as long as you come here, you should obediently put away your spiritual power and mana, and feel the scenery of nature.

The land of sleepy spirits is located in the southwestern border of the land. It is not a big place, and there are not many "people", but there are many bad things, big and small. Big monsters bully little monsters or eat them directly. Don't think about An Sheng, of course He Bai Wuji is not human.

Naturally, sometimes they would make trouble in front of the hut that Hebai himself built. The structure of the hut is exquisite, and the inside of the hut is simple but exquisite enough. Why do you pay so much attention when you come here? It is because Hebai is different from those who come from those messy places. Taste from heaven is higher.It doesn't matter if you make trouble, it's their bad luck to disturb He Bai Qingmeng.Maybe when He Bai was in a good mood, he packed up and ate them too.

Wuji pestered Hebai to be his master because he was talented.

"Master, although they have done evil things, they will not die. After all, they are lives. Master, please let them go..." Wuji timidly persuaded Hebai.

"Heh, you little bird is kind-hearted." He Bai sneered.

"I......"

"Which one in this place didn't do so-called evil things, why don't you go to the sky to plead with those things if you want to ask for mercy? It's strange to say, I don't know what mistake you made?"

"Me? I don't know. I just thought, everything in this world has one life, how can you deprive others of their right to life at will, good people have it, and bad people should have it too..."

"Have you said enough?" He Bai's complexion suddenly changed, he abruptly interrupted Wuji's words, and returned to his original state.Wuji was caught by surprise in the face of the change, not knowing what to do, so he said timidly.

"master..."

"I told you not to call me master!" he shouted.

"Yes..." Wuji didn't dare to look up but found the redness seeping from Hebai's white shirt, he called, "Master!"

"What kind of bullshit...haha."

You have blessed the morning and night, the eternal spring and autumn, and the reincarnation of the common people, but can't you tolerate me?