The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

"Ink burns, ink burns."

It seemed that someone was calling him.

He opened his eyes vaguely, and a snow-white shadow was reflected in his drowsy vision. He vaguely felt that this person was very similar to Chu Wanning, but he couldn't believe it. The place where the blood flows across transmits spiritual power.

so warm...

who is it?

He blinked his eyes hard, trying to see the too blurry figure.

"Ink burning..."

"Master, Master?"

He swallowed the blood in his throat and murmured.

There were warm drops of water dripping on his cheeks, and gradually, he could see clearly that the person in front of him had a pair of phoenix eyes like Jiangnan apricot blossoms, his face was pale and stained with blood.Mo Ran stared at him blankly, never seeing such an expression on Chu Wanning's face.

His master had always been indifferent, but the person in front of him was crying.

Mo Ran stretched out his hand, wanted to touch it, and wanted to know whether it was true or an illusion seen by the dying.But the fingertips were a few inches away from the man's cheek, and then stopped again.

Sometimes it is a habit to hate someone.If you suddenly shouldn't hate him, you will become very confused.

He dared not touch it.

I'm afraid it's true.

I'm also afraid it's fake.

He saw that there was a sea of ​​corpses and blood behind Chu Wanning. He didn't know if it was the Butterfly Town after the fierce battle, or he was already in Shura Hell.He knew that he had committed a lot of evil, that he deserved to die, and that after his life was gone, he would fall into the endless world, and he would not be reborn forever.

But Chu Wanning...

He is a good man.

How can I come to accompany myself, forever sleepy Abi.

"There is one last point." Chu Wanning's voice seemed to come from the deep sea, so hazy, "You can't sleep, otherwise..."

He saw blood seeping from the corner of Chu Wanning's mouth.

The golden light became more and more intense, and suddenly the person in front of him was enveloped by the halo, and turned into a child.

"Otherwise, I, Yuheng, will not have you as an apprentice."

"Junior Brother Xia!"

Seeing Chu Wanning turned into Xia Sini with his own eyes, Mo Ran was extremely shocked, and the wound suddenly hurt sharply. Before he could think about it, he passed out again.

"Ink burning."

That soft, almost sighing voice may not be a phantom from the previous life, but a whisper left in his ears.

"I'm sorry, it's Master's fault..."

This sentence again!This sentence again!

Chu Wanning, I don't want you to admit your mistake, I want you——

how?

He suddenly stopped, not knowing what he was thinking.

If you don't want him to admit his mistake, what do you want him to do?

He opened his eyes suddenly, panting violently.The ink burned sweat and heavy shirt, looked up, and saw a neat and clean room without too many decorations.

He was already lying in the dormitory at the summit of death and life.

He is still alive...

Looking around in disbelief, he raised his slightly cold hand and touched the injured part of his heart.There was a thick bandage wrapped there, and the blood stained through the gauze, which was a little painful to the touch, but under the gauze, the heart was still beating so powerfully, surging the ecstasy of the rest of the life after the catastrophe.

He is still alive.

he is alive! !

The blood flowed wildly in the young body, shaking his soul and making his fingertips tremble.

Suddenly hearing the sound of the warm curtain rolling up, Mo Ran sat on the couch and raised his head suddenly, facing a beauty who came in with the curtain lifted, or it was a little cold outside, he was wearing a white fur robe, and his black hair hung down. As she spoke, she lifted her soft and bright eyes slightly, and felt that she was dyed three-point red, but she was more rouge and vulgar.

The teacher didn't expect Mo Ran to wake up, and he was shocked, and then said: "Ah Ran? You, you..."

"Master! Teacher!"

Mo Ran called him several times in a row, his eyes were very bright, shining like obsidian, he jumped out of bed, ignoring the pain of the wound, twitched the corners of his mouth twice, rushed over and hugged Shi Mingjing, happy Self-satisfaction one after another said.

"Great! You're not dead! I'm not dead either! It's over, it's all over!"

This sky crack was the catastrophe of his previous life. The ghosts and demons descended from the sky, took away the teacher, and pushed Mo Ran into the abyss of sin.

What worries him after his rebirth is this chaos, fearing that he will repeat the same mistakes, and in the end he will be alone again, stepping on the bony bones of his loved ones, walking alone to the empty Wushan Temple.

But God never treated him badly. When he stood up and was willing to die for his teacher, everything changed.

He will no longer be alone, will no longer be betrayed by others, will no longer be forced to run to Liangshan at night, and become a lone guest in the world. From now on, the curse will be broken——

He really got rid of the nightmare of his previous life, he was really reborn.

Mo Ran hugged Shi Mei, and after holding it for a long time, he separated, the fireworks overflowed in his eyes, so bright, it seemed to be decorated with two curtains of twinkling stars.

Shi Mo still stood there in a daze, until the ink burned his shoulders, and looked at him with a low-eyed smile. After watching for a long time, he gradually recovered, and when he poked his forehead, he took the initiative to resist the ink burning jaw.

"A burning."

"Uh-huh."

When the teacher raised his face again, he had a slight smile, but his eyes were a little wet.

"It's a good thing you're still alive."

Mo Ran rubbed his head with a smile, took his hand, and said, "Fool, what happened to me? I..."

Wanting to say more, suddenly another one outside suddenly lifted the curtain and strode in.

"Xue Meng?"

"..." Xue Meng is really narrow-minded, probably because he was robbed of the limelight during the exorcism in Caidie Town, his face was unavoidably gloomy, and his lips were tightly pursed.Seeing that Mo Ran woke up, he just paused for a moment, then turned his head and said to the teacher, "When did he wake up?"

The teacher hesitated for a moment before speaking, with some worry in his tone: "Just now."

"...Well." Xue Meng responded, still unwilling to see Mo Ran.

Mo Ranxin said that children are children, being compared to being out of the limelight is like being robbed of candy, and they don't have a good face for a long time.

But he was in a good mood, and he didn't want to care about Xue Meng, but smiled: "It seems that I have been asleep for a long time, who brought me back?"

"Who else can be." Xue Meng shook his sleeves and hands, his face was extremely bad, "Isn't it Master?"

"what."

Hearing the words, Mo Ran was taken aback for a moment, and some fragmentary and unclear fragments flashed in front of his eyes when he was in a coma, but after waking up, he was surprised and happy, and what he saw at that time became more and more uncertain whether it was true or not.

He pondered: "Master... Junior Brother Xia..."

Hearing what he said, Xue Meng's body trembled slightly, and then he said stiffly: "Did you see it?"

"what?"

"Junior brother Xia is the master."

Mo Ran was originally just guessing, but at this moment, he suddenly heard the news and couldn't help but turn pale: "What!!"

Xue Meng turned his head suddenly, with a strange expression on his face, as if he was trying to press something: "What? I thought you already knew."

The ink burned and exclaimed: "How could I know! I was just in a coma... blurred as if seeing the figures of the two of them alternating together...I..."

Thinking of Xia Sini and his company in Taohuayuan, the two of them slept on the same bed, and thought of the golden hair buttons that fell out of his clothes when he couldn't help himself when he was entangled with Chu Wanning when he was in Linling Island.

Begonia handkerchief.

Will change the size of clothes according to the body shape.

The crock pot of soup in Xia Sini's hands.

He raised his head and called his senior brother, while he touched his head and said with a smile that we will be brothers in the future, and senior brother loves you.

All the piles gathered and scattered in front of my eyes like green smoke, for a while it was Chu Wanning's too indifferent face, and for a while it was Xia Sini's lips pursed and silent.

He once said in front of Xia Sini that Chu Wanning was not good and didn't like him.

He also patiently combed Xia Si's long hair backwards.

The hair is so soft that it flows like ink between the fingers.

Thinking about it carefully, it is indeed so similar...

Mo Ran only felt that his head was going to explode, and he frolicked a few times in place, muttering: "Master is Junior Brother Xia... Master is Junior Brother Xia... Master is..."

He stopped abruptly, almost frantically.

"Are you kidding! How could Master Xia be Junior Brother Xia!!"

"A burning..."

Mo Ran couldn't laugh or cry: "He, they are similar in many places, but...but they are different. Brother Xia is such a good person, how can he-"

"What do you mean."

Xue Meng suddenly interrupted Mo Ran's words, and a pair of sharp eyes stared at the other's face.

"Junior Brother Xia is such a good person? Why, wouldn't such a good person be Master?"

Mo Ran said: "Of course I am not saying that the master is not good. It's just that Junior Brother Xia has always treated me sincerely. I have already seen him as my own brother. You suddenly told me that he is a master. How can you let me accept……"

Xue Meng said angrily: "Junior Brother Xia is sincere, so Master is fake?"

Hearing the wind and rain in his voice, Shi Mei hurriedly pulled his sleeve.

"Young master, think about what uncle told you! Ah Ran just woke up, and..."

Xue Meng slammed Shi Mo's hand away, his brown eyes were still staring at Mo Ran's face, and the veins on his neck even trembled slightly because of his anger, like a hissing letter, ready to bite the prey at any time and quench it. Venomous snake.

"Mo Weiyu, you made it clear to me today, why can't Master be Xia Sini? Why is he not worthy of the word "sincerity", eh? Tell me, why is he fake in your heart? ?!"

Mo Ran was made a little annoying by his brain-wrenching questioning. It was not the first time he saw Xue Mengtian's angry and resentful appearance. In his last life, he was the emperor of Taxian, and every time he saw Xue Meng, he was like this every time. Take a choking temper.

He couldn't help being a little annoyed, and frowned, "What do you care about my affairs with him?"

"What about you and him?" Xue Meng said, "Do you have him in your heart?"

Mo Ran laughed angrily: "You are sick, Xue Ziming, why are you crazy when you are free? After leaving Shi Mo, let's go to the Danxin Hall to find uncle and master to ask clearly." Then he pulled Shi Mo and talked with Xue Meng passed by and wanted to go out.

Xue Meng stood there for a while, as if trying to suppress something, but when Mo Ran went out, he still couldn't hold back, and turned back and roared: "Mo Weiyu, do you have him as a master in your heart?!"

"..."

Mo Ran was upset for no reason by his roar.He stopped in his tracks, and the brows that were originally stretched and bright gradually became heavy.

The teacher pinched his palm and whispered uncomfortably: "Don't pay attention to him, he has a bad temper these days. Let's go."

"……Um."

But the hand just touched the warm curtain, and before it was opened, Xue Meng's voice sounded, suffocating, hot and scalding, as if coming out of a flame.

"Mo Weiyu, you fucking, you really are nothing."

With a sound of "sand", the curtain fell.

Mo Ran closed his eyes, then opened them.

"A burning..."

Shi Mo wanted to hold him, but he gently blocked him.

He turned his face and turned around. The two youths were about the same age, but their stature was already much higher than that of Mo Ran. This man's gloomy and cold appearance was really frightening.

Mo Ran suddenly smiled, but the black eyes were heavy and there was no smile.

"A good one is not a thing," he said.

"Xue Ziming, I have never underestimated Master on weekdays, and I have never stood by when the sky was cracked. Hell is leaking, and he cannot be repaired by himself. I ask you to help him. I ask you, as his apprentice, I did something wrong. what?"

"..."

"There is a disparity in strength between me and him. I couldn't sustain it after repairing the enchantment. He fell from the Beaulieu Pillar, but he never even looked at me, and let me live or die. Let me ask you again. If it were you, wouldn't you be disappointed? ?”

"Ink burning..."

Two generations of knots, when it comes to pain, Mo Ran's handsome facial features are unavoidably distorted.He paused one word at a time: "I thought I was benevolent and righteous, and I have nothing to do with him. I don't know how you have the face to stand in front of me and say that I am nothing.... Xue Meng, do you think I have never cared about him? You are wrong Yes, I did care."

"But this man is made of stone." Mo Ran whispered, every word was like a machete cut in the heart, dripping with blood, "Xue Meng, listen to me, I don't care how good he is in the eyes of the world Daoist, what a powerful master he is, and Wanye Yuheng Beidou Immortal Venerable, these are not important."

"The important thing is that when the sky cracks, my life is in danger. I begged him to turn around, but he didn't even give me a single glance."

It was obviously such a cold and angry thing.

But when he said it, he was actually calm, but his eyes were somewhat red.

"Also, Xue Meng, I can tell you. No matter who fell from the Panlong pillar at that time, even if it wasn't me, you, or Shi Mei. He won't save you."

Because I have seen it with my own eyes.

In the heavy snow, he turned around, leaving his apprentice's bones cold.

"Nothing is more precious than the good reputation of his Beidou Xianzun." Mo Ran sneered, I don't know if the light is dim, his smile is a little bit bleak.

"The one with the most fate will survive, and the one with lesser fate will die."

The last word has not yet been recorded, suddenly light and shadows move in front of my eyes, and a strong wind blows.

The room was narrow, and Mo Ran had already noticed it, but because the teacher was behind him, he might hurt the innocent if he walked away at this time, so he stood where he was and blocked his blow abruptly.

Xue Meng rushed over like a cheetah, and slammed Mo Ran's skirt, only to hear a crisp sound of "pa", Xue Meng had slapped him hard on the face.

Mo Ran was beaten for no reason, and he was also furious. He grabbed the violent young man with his backhand and gritted his silver teeth: "Xue Ziming! What are you doing?!"

Xue Meng didn't answer, just howled angrily: "Mo Weiyu, you bastard!"

He was unreasonable, and he didn't know what medicine he took wrongly. He had no sanity at all, and Mo Ran fought to the death in this empty hut, like two trapped beasts, wishing to tear each other's fur, bones and blood. Chew and disassemble into the abdomen.A solitary lamp swayed harshly, revealing their furious silhouettes on the stone wall, like a shadow puppet show drinking blood, like a totem of evil spirits.

Suddenly, Mo Ran heard Xue Meng choking.

It wasn't too loud, and he thought he might have heard it wrong.

But just after thinking this way, a few tears fell on the back of his hand.

Xue Meng suddenly let go of Mo Ran, pushed him back suddenly, and just hugged his knees and sat on the ground, unable to cry on his own.

Mo Ran's cheeks were still red and swollen, but he was completely stunned by his move, thinking that he didn't make a killer move, so he wouldn't make him so painful, and besides, his cousin hit him first, why suddenly...

Before I finished thinking about it, I heard Xue Meng wailing and screaming in tears.

"How can you say that he won't save you! How can you say that he won't save you!"

Tears rolled down, no matter how hard it is to breathe.

On the one hand, the teacher saw that Xue Meng could not hide the matter temporarily after all, and couldn't help but sigh, and finally drooped his eyes and said nothing.

Xue Meng choked up and said: "You said that, how sad he should have heard it underground..."

This sentence came out too abruptly, Mo Ran didn't react for a while, and just said in a daze: "What?"

Xue Meng just cried bitterly, his fangs were quenched into Mo Ran's neck, but he also hurt himself.

He was crying so sadly, Ai Ai was torn apart, he couldn't help wiping his face, his eyes, his eyes were sometimes fierce and sometimes sad.

He squatted on the ground and couldn't get up.

I buried my face in my arms for a long time.

Mo Ran gradually felt a numbness rushing up from the soles of his feet, and gradually became cold all over his body.

He felt his lips move, heard himself asking.

"Xue Meng, what did you say..."

Xue Meng cried for a long time, or maybe not that long, but Mo Ran felt that he had waited for that thunderous answer for too long.

"Master..." Xue Meng finally choked, "He is gone."

Mo Ran was speechless for a while, his whole body was cold, and he just listened blankly, as if he didn't understand what he meant.

gone?

What's gone?

Where are you going?

Who's gone... who's gone! !

Who is gone! ! !

Xue Meng slowly raised his head, his eyes seemed to have hatred, sarcasm, and the deepest hatred.

"Do you know why he didn't look back then?"

"..."

"My father said, he has exhausted his spiritual energy after repairing the crack in the sky. Do you think the evil spirit of the ghost world hit you alone? The enchantment of contemplation is twin! How much damage you have suffered, he has also suffered the same." ! It’s just that he held on and didn’t tell anyone.”

Mo Ran only felt a "hum" in his head.

Could it be that he didn't save the teacher in the previous life, also...

Mo Ran didn't dare to think about it anymore, his fingertips were trembling slightly.

"Impossible... He is obviously so calm..."

"When did he feel uncomfortable in front of people?" Xue Meng said, his eyes were red and tears fell again, "After he came down, he was already exhausted. After he laid a defensive spell on you, he left you and didn't look at you. You, what do you think it is because of?"

Xue Meng's words wept blood.

"Master knows that he can't hold on for too long. He has a very high aura, and once he reveals his flaws, he will attract many evil spirits... Mo Ran, Mo Ran... Do you think he left because he didn't want you..."

Ink burning: "..."

"He is leaving so as not to implicate you! Mo Weiyu! He is afraid that he will implicate you!"

"After the Infernal Hell was closed, the corpses ran away. The ten sects fought bloody until dusk. There were countless casualties. Who cares about you? My father brought the seriously injured Elder Xuanji back to the summit of death and life, only to find that you disappeared "Xue Meng gasped for a while, choked up and said, "Mo Weiyu, you are brought back by him... He took the medicine to restore your figure, and then dragged you to climb out of the sea of ​​​​blood from the mountain of corpses. Injury, and I gave you the last of my spiritual power..."

"impossible……"

"It was he who brought you home. You hadn't woken up at that time. His spiritual power was so damaged that he was no different from ordinary people. He could no longer use magic spells, nor could he transmit voices. He could only carry you behind his back and climb up to the summit of life and death step by step. the steps of..."

"Do not……"

"More than 3000 levels of long steps...he is...a person with exhausted spiritual power..."

Mo Ran closed his eyes.

He saw that under the moonlight, Chu Wanning, who was still alive, was slowly crawling on the endless steps with his dying self on his back, covered in blood and mottled in white clothes.

That person was once so unattainable and spotless.

Beidou Xianzun, Wanye Yuheng.

Mo Ran choked his throat and tremblingly said: "Impossible... how... can it be done..."

"Yeah." Xue Meng said here, and he was also stunned, with red eyes.

"When I saw him, I felt like I was crazy, and what I saw was hallucinations. Because I was also thinking." He almost sighed, "How... can it be done..."

"Impossible..." Mo Ran whimpered suddenly, hugged his head, and murmured helplessly, "Impossible..."

"The long-term blood is not exhausted, that is the way he took you home." Xue Meng was extremely cruel because of his hatred, "Go and see, Mo Ran. You go and see."

"impossible!!!"

The extreme horror and helplessness made Mo Ran suddenly furious. He grabbed Xue Meng suddenly, pulled him up from the ground, and pushed him to the wall, his face changed.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! How could he save me? He never liked me, never looked down on me!"

"..."

Xue Meng didn't speak, he was quiet for a while, and suddenly smiled miserably.

"Mo Weiyu, it's not that he looks down on you."

In the flowing candlelight, Xue Meng raised his wet eyelashes, looking at him with hatred.

"It's me who looks down on you."

Ink burning: "..."

"I look down on you, Elder Xuanji looks down on you, Elder Tanlang looks down on you...what are you." Xue Meng almost bit into pieces and spat these words on Mo Ran's face, "Bitch."

"you--!"

Xue Meng smiled suddenly, and he looked up at the dark roof: "Mo Ran, the peak of life and death, if there is someone who thinks highly of you, he is him. But you will repay him like this."

He smiled, and suddenly closed his eyes, tears rolled down again.

This time it was a soft sob.

"Mo Ran, your junior brother Xia, my master, is dead."

Mo Ran was really bitten by the most vicious snake in the world. He was scalded, let go of his hand in shock, and took two steps back, as if he understood this sentence for the first time.

He was shaking all over.

Xue Meng suddenly called him: "Brother."

The ink burned back, but the back hit the cold wall, and there was no way to escape.

Xue Meng finally stopped crying.

It's just the tone of voice, as calm as death.

"Brother, we don't have a master anymore."

The author has something to say:

Er Gouzi: "..."

Forget it, Ergouzi 1.0 is now facing collapse, the 1.0 system is completely disordered, let him digest the truth by himself.Mengmeng, you come.