The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Thunder and lightning came in from the open door of the temple, cutting Shi Mei's face into light and dark.

In the harsh light and shadow, only those eyes were dark.

It seems that Zhu Rongtian fire can no longer light them up.

Chu Wanning's expression changed slightly, but he didn't ask.It's hard to predict what Shi Mo said at this time, but even so, the flame in his hand still dimmed involuntarily.

This darkness was caught by the teacher.

He was like catching floating grass in the whirlpool, and said to Chu Wanning: "Master, you don't really think that Mo Ran is completely dead, right?"

"Do you really think..." Shi Mo panted slightly, "Ta Xianjun is just an empty skeleton?"

After a pause, he continued: "...Master, you might as well think about it carefully. How can there be a corpse in this world who can think so concretely and act so tenaciously... Who can do it? What can it do? Zhenlong Chess Game It can’t get to that level.”

"..."

"Do you know." Shi Mo stared at Chu Wanning's eyes, and slowly spit out the buried secret, "There is still a soul in the body of Stepping Xianjun."

"!!"

Before these words, Chu Wanning's eyes were always empty, like a walking corpse.After these words, the teacher clearly saw the waves in the pair of phoenix eyes, so he was relieved, but still did not dare to be contemptuous.

"Master also knows that my spiritual core is weak, and I can't cast any powerful spells. Therefore, I can't control the Zhenlong chess game. However, the Medicine Sect has the Medicine Sect's method."

When Shi Mei said this, it seemed that the corpse of Ta Xianjun who committed suicide by taking poison was passing by before his eyes.Lying quietly in the tomb of Babel...

At that time, he had no idea what had gone wrong, and his mind went blank.How could his sharp blade, his divine weapon of war, die?

Mo Ran's conscience should have been swallowed up by the Flower of Eight Bitterness and Everlasting Hate!What else could torture his heart and make him kill himself?

"The top ten sects in the previous life besieged the summit of death and life. After seeing the dead body of Mo Ran, those people originally wanted to divide him into five horses." Shi Mo said, "But I was in the crowd, persuading me as a teacher of the medicine sect. In the end I was able to Keep that body."

Every time he said a word, he stared at Chu Wanning's changing expression.

"I can't lose his power. So I tried every means to turn him into a walking dead. Although his ability will not be as good as before, at least he can make do with it temporarily... But you know, it's probably because he died before he died. He is still missing someone, so deep in his heart there is an obsession that is too strong, no matter how I empty his soul, I can’t clean it.”

The teacher slowly approached: "No matter what method I use to force the soul, that strand of soul will not be scattered. That strand..." His words are clear, "supporting him who is in a daze, walking towards the soul of Tongtian Tower."

"—obsessed with your soul."

The footsteps stopped, and the teacher stood in the center of the hall.

At this moment, he could already see clearly the livid face, the tightly pursed lips, and the protruding meridian on the back of the hand.

He saw Chu Wanning's pain and hesitation, and his breath was completely relaxed, and slowly, he became calm again: "The soul has not been tossed around and reborn, and it is still lingering in the body of Stepping Xianjun. That's why he was extremely stubborn towards you after his resurrection. As for Grandmaster Mo... you should also feel that he didn't care much about you when he was first reborn. His love for you reappeared later."

While talking about these dusty truths, Shi Mo stared at Chu Wanning's changing expression.

"Ta Xianjun has his most stubborn love for you from his previous life in his body."

He noticed that Chu Wanning's fingertips were trembling slightly, so he licked his lips, and took another step forward like a snake, his voice was confusing.

"Master, look, now I just need the last [-] people. With [-] people, I can exchange Mo Ran's life. Would you like to?"

The wind was blowing outside, and the demons danced wildly.

He waited for Chu Wanning's answer, he thought, what a good deal this is.

The man in front of him seemed cold and out of the ordinary, but in fact his two lives were ruined by the word "deep love".

He was confident that he would agree.

After waiting for a while, Chu Wanning lowered his eyes, and no one could see what his expression was: "...you said that there is still a soul in his body."

"Ah."

"Dedicate the last thirty people and let him pave the way home for you. Are you going to let him go?"

"That's it."

"..." Chu Wanning didn't answer immediately, but murmured, "So after I saw him, many of the words he said came from his sincerity."

People with weaknesses are very persuasive, even the Big Dipper Immortal.

The teacher is almost sure of winning, and he relaxes more and more. He said: "Yes, it is all his sincerity. Although he is not the original complete ink burning, at least there is still a soul, at least he still has his own soul. consciousness."

"Master, just listen to me once." He gently persuaded, "Don't do anything. You, me, and him, the three of us will feel much better."

Chu Wanning still didn't look up, he sighed: "...Shi Mingjing."

"Ok?"

"Do you still remember what was the last wish written on the teacher apprentice's sticker when you became a teacher?"

Being asked such a thoughtless question, the teacher was a little at a loss, but after thinking about it, he replied: "I hope you have mercy, and you have to go home."

After he finished speaking, he felt a little ominous, and added: "However, at that time, I really wanted to treat Master as a family member. I'm not talking about the return of the beauty table..."

Chu Wanning didn't deny it, and asked again: "Then do you know what his wish was when Mo Ran was apprenticed?"

"...what is it?"

Chu Wanning finally raised his eyes, he looked at Shi Mei, his eyes gradually became very cold, and there was even a much deeper silence in the coldness than at the beginning.

"He said that he wants to have a martial arts like Tianwen. In this way, more lives can be saved."

This man was flat, and finished talking about his lover's previous wish in a casual manner.Immediately after Shi Mei hadn't reacted, he saw the golden light burst out in the hall, and the powerful spiritual power was like a huge wave breaking through the air, making others unable to get close!

The teacher suddenly returned to God, and shouted sharply:

"Chu Wanning!!!!!!"

The twisted and sharp scream split through the roof tiles and flew.

"Chu Wanning! Are you crazy?!! You are crazy!!!"

Shi Mo was desperate and furious, he tried his best to push towards the man in white in the center under the strong light that made people unable to open his eyes, and Mu Yanli was helping him, supporting him, and persuading him.

But what's the use of that.

"Crack, corpse. Collect, coffin!"

"Don't—! Stop!!! You stop!!" Hearing Chu Wanning's voice in the golden wind, the teacher became more and more crazy, his eyes broke, and he yelled and choked and scolded everything pole.

However, the golden light rose and went out, and the dazzling brilliance pierced the pupils with dappled spots of light.it's all over.

The wind died down.

Dead silence.

The pale-faced Chu Wanning stood there, and the haggard Shi Mingjing knelt.

The spiritual power gradually faded away.

After a while, they all heard the sound of rumbling and dull earthquakes coming from the direction of the back mountain in the distance - that should be the sound of Emperor Taxian's corpse being cracked into powder.

The teacher stared at Chu Wanning, many intense emotions were left on his face after fighting and fighting, and his hatred and anger were cracked, and there was a trace of fear in the cracks.

He didn't know what he was afraid of.Fear can kill the ink-burning Chu Wanning with his own hands?Fear of the road ahead?Fear... Fear of what.

It seems to be the end.

The teacher finally murmured: "...dead?...he...dead?"

"Chu Wanning, you killed him... He once stopped in front of you in the Red Lotus Water Pavilion, begging me to do something to him, not to you...but you killed him cruelly...you were cruel..."

Horror turned into wild laughter at the end, although he didn't intend to laugh at all, but he just raised his head and laughed, Mu Yanli cried beside him, and kept persuading him: "Ah Nan... that's enough... …enough……"

Shi Mei just smiled, smiled and laughed, tears fell two lines, golden, and fell on the ground.

"He is dead. Ta Xianjun is dead...very good, it's over. Chu Wanning, you can afford to lose, you are heartless, you can afford to play."

Chu Wanning stood there without any expression.

He was like a corpse, he was a corpse.

"Master, I underestimated you."

The teacher's voice trembled.

"You are more ruthless than I imagined."

Chu Wanning remained motionless, as if she had lost her last heat.

He once thought that Mo Ran had passed away, but a moment ago he knew that there was still a soul and a body in this world, and there was a fragmented Mo Weiyu.

But he also crushed this fragment into ashes.

Yes, he is unfeeling, he is irrefutable.

That teenager, that young man, that man, that lover who can laugh and be angry, or complete or broken.The only lover in the world who is not afraid of him, respects him, and tolerates him, the lover who uses his own flesh and blood to protect him from disasters.

The person who replaced him and was swallowed by the Eight Bitterness and Everlasting Hate Flower replaced him and became the tyrannical Lord of Darkness.

When he was under 16 years old, he gave everything he had to protect his fool.

never come back.

"I want to save more earthworms when it rains."

"Master, Lihuabai, please drink."

"The apprenticeship ceremony I gave you was ugly... very ugly, very ugly."

Night Ning.I miss you.

He once learned to write with a smile, and there are tens of thousands of mansions in peace, sheltering the poor and the poor all over the world.

"Repay kindness, don't hold grudges."

But in the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, he has been up and down for two lifetimes.

Don't hold grudges... don't hold grudges...

"I don't have any ambitions. I've learned spells. When something happens, I can save more people..."

That was the wish that Mo Ran said to Chu Wanning seriously when he was sober when he was young.

He had hoped so earnestly at that time, if only more people were alive.

Before he fell into Ta Xianjun, he used to love every beautiful life so hard and persistently, and he was even willing to give his soul to be grateful and protect everyone who has treated him kindly.

"Although I am stupid, I will try my best to learn. If I try my best, Master will not blame me for being stupid, haha."

In the memory, the young man scratched his head and smiled, just showing softness to Chu Wanning. At that time, his brilliant dimples seemed to be filled with pear blossoms, and he was drunk all his life.

Chu Wanning closed his eyes.

Hands finally trembled.

In the blur and dizziness, it seemed that a gust of wind was blowing on his face, kissing his wet eyelashes.He seemed to hear Ta Xianjun's voice, which was rare and slow and gentle. The voice caressed his ears and sighed softly at his temples:

Fame, wish, blood, flesh, heart, soul, corpse, ashes.

Sorry, there's only so much I have, and it's all sacrificed.

I tried my best.

Wan Ning, you have to take good care of yourself...

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked up, his phoenix eyes were full of mist. In this emptiness, he seemed to really see the soul of Ta Xianjun floating in front of his eyes, his brows were gentle and handsome, and his smile was both happy and sad.

"Ink...burning..."

The soul that was supposed to be as pure as a plum blossom exuded a radiance, he leaned over to embrace him, kissed him, slipped through his outstretched palm, and finally scattered in his arms like a short-lived epiphyllum.

"Oh no!!"

Suddenly, Tianyin Pavilion rushed in and shouted in a panic, "It's not good!!"

Mu Yanli was the only one in the room who was calm. She turned her head with tears in her eyes and said sharply, "I know something happened to Ta Xianjun, don't—"

"What?" The disciple was stunned for a moment, and then stomped his feet without knowing why, "It's not Stepping Xianjun! It's at the foot of the mountain! All the sects from the upper and lower cultivation worlds are attacking together!!"