Master of time travel

What the letter said was ten days later, that is to say, Mo Yun and Yun Ling had a full ten days to rush to Cangshan slowly, and they didn't need Yujian.Ten days, as long as it is a slightly smart person, is enough to plan a lot of things.But at this moment, on a rugged and quiet mountain road, a maroon horse is slowly stepping on the mountain road.

There are two people on the horseback, at first glance, they are just two extremely ordinary women.Even if they took a few more glances, they could only come up with one answer in the end, that is, these two women were just a pair of ordinary sisters, and walking in the crowd, they would not stand out in any way.

But if you take a closer look, you will find that this is not the case.

Whether it is the eyes or the posture of these two people, it shows that these two people are not ordinary people.The slightly taller woman was dressed in snow-white clothes, and her pair of black pupils were like an abyss, dark and bottomless, and as cold as ice and snow, making people afraid to look directly at it.

Pure black that even the soul can breathe.

And another shorter woman, wearing a moon white dress, with a pair of eyes that seemed to be filled with spring water in April, shining with a little bit of warmth.Just being looked at by such eyes makes people feel happy and warm from the heart.

The appearance can be concealed, but the eyes can't deceive people. With such eyebrows and eyes, the appearance will naturally not be vulgar.But at first glance, these two people seem to be very ordinary, ordinary people feel embarrassed, it's a pity for this pair of good eyes!

But if you are a person in the rivers and lakes, you will only smile and don't comment.Because all the details can only explain one thing, that is, the two people immediately must have changed to hide their appearance.As for why he didn't hide it completely, but left such a big flaw, maybe it was because he didn't think it was necessary, or maybe it was because he was careless when he first came out of the rivers and lakes and forgot.But either way, it's not a good idea to strike up a conversation.

But the mountain road is winding and treacherous, looking around, it looks like a big python entrenched on a cliff, if you are not careful, you will fall to pieces.So this mountain road is seldom inhabited, and even a doctor who collects herbs will take a detour, so naturally no one will take a close look at the two people on the horse.

And these two people are Mo Yun and Yun Ling who are heading to Cangshan Mountain.

At this moment, if someone looked closely, they would find that there was a little helplessness hidden in those cold and dark ink pupils, as if there was hot running water in the cold ice.

Before going up the mountain, the person in his arms left the horse he was riding down the mountain on the grounds that the mountain road was dangerous.The two only rode on the same horse, and the man said with a smile: "If you accidentally fall off the cliff, you can live together and die together."Even though both of them were monks, Yun Ling didn't take this danger seriously. The so-called living and dying together was just a joke.This is not Falling Immortal Cliff, and she is not the little monk who was bullied before.But what the man said was serious and clear, so she believed it.

But now the person who is leaning in her arms, the very leisurely person is really the same person as the person who said the mountain road is dangerous?

Mo Yun sat in front of Yun Ling, and Yun Ling's hand passed through Mo Yun's waist, pulled the reins, and wrapped Mo Yun in the middle.So at this moment, Mo Yun is really leisurely, and when he is bored, he also has a child's playful heart.

Mo Yun tilted his head slightly, leaned his head on Yun Ling's shoulder, found a more comfortable position, and said, "I don't like this face very much."

"Yeah." Yun Ling responded in a low voice: "Teacher doesn't like it either."

After all, it's not my own face, even if it's an illusion, I don't like it, it has nothing to do with beauty or ugliness.

Even though the mountain road is uneven, there are riders who have good skills, making the horse as stable as if it is on flat ground, without being bumpy or uncomfortable.The gentle breeze, Ai Ai warms the sun, but it makes people feel a little drowsy.Mo Yun simply closed his eyes, and completely entrusted himself in that person's arms.The slight shaking on the horse's back only made the drowsiness worse.

The hair of the person in his arms was between the neck, and the neck was a little itchy. The itching was like countless ants crawling around on the heart.Yun Ling lightly pulled the reins to slow down the horse's hooves.

The two of them rode their horses all the way so leisurely, but it was already night and they hadn't passed the majestic and dangerous mountain.A thick fog rose from the mountains, and the dark clouds completely covered the not-so-bright crescent moon, leaving only a few dim moonlight sneaking out.

In the forest, Yun Ling reined in his horse and called softly, "Master."

After a few vague responses, the person in his arms finally opened his eyes.

Seeing that Mo Yun was still a little confused, Yun Ling supported Mo Yun's body, then jumped down, and then gently hugged the man on the horse by the waist.The action can be said to be done in one go, without any sloppy.

After Mo Yun stood firmly on the ground, Yun Ling turned around and tied the horse's reins.Within a few steps, after picking up dry firewood and dead branches, Yun Ling returned to Mo Yun, but saw the man's clear eyes, without any sleepiness, and couldn't help being stunned.

"Master woke up?"

"Hmm." Mo Yun smiled slightly, and stepped forward to take the dead branch in his hand, but Yun Ling nimbly dodged it.

"Leave these things to disciples."

The seemingly indifferent voice contained a bit of domineering gentleness.

The woman's movements are very skilled, and she can set up the firewood almost in the blink of an eye, which makes people feel distressed.I don't know how many nights like this, the little girl in ragged clothes picked up dead branches that others didn't want in the cold winter, hoping to get a little warmth from the faint flame.

Mo Yun looked at the woman squatting on the ground, and there was warmth in his eyes unconsciously.Mo Yun had never imagined such a scene. She never thought that she would fall in love with someone, and she never thought that she would have a day of struggle and hesitation.

Even a hero who is famous all over the world will become hesitant like a coward once he is in love.

Just like the current her, looking at the back under the moonlight, she was shaken for a moment, wanting to escape, put down everything and grow old with Yunling Xun Yigu Mountain.

Mo Yun's eyes darkened, they would not grow old, they might die, but they would not grow old.

Yun Ling's Mahayana stage monk, but the original owner is also a Mahayana stage, even though the current body's cultivation level is no more than Nascent Soul, it still has the lifespan of the Mahayana stage.

Trillions of years are too long a period of time. If there is no hope and no companions, it is enough to drive people crazy.

Mo Yun stood where he was, staring blankly at Yun Ling.Under the moonlight, Yunling's back was reflected in his eyes, as if he wanted to engrave the woman's figure in his mind.

When Yun Ling turned around, the hesitation in the woman's eyes had disappeared, and her spring eyes, which were the same as usual, were soft.

Yun Ling pursed her lips slightly.

With a smile on the corner of Mo Yun's mouth, he walked to the fire, looked at the blazing fire, and sat on the ground, his movements were chic, without any restraint or affectation.Seeing that Yun Ling didn't move, Mo Yun turned his head and said, "Could it be that Yun Ling thinks the ground is dirty?" Without waiting for the other party to answer, Mo Yun pulled Yun Ling's shirt beside him with one hand, and pointed at his leg with the other. Said: "If Yun Ling thinks the ground is too dirty, it's fine to sit on me."

She will never know how true or false what that person said.But if she wanted to sit on that man's lap like a child, she couldn't do it no matter what.Yun Ling's ears were stained crimson, and she followed Mo Yun's movements and sat on the ground.

The ground was covered with fallen leaves, and the mountain was not humid, so the two of them didn't feel uncomfortable sitting on the ground.But at this moment, Yun Ling's expression was a little unnatural, not because the ground was too dirty, but because of the eyes of the people around him.

If someone looks at you with affectionate eyes, you may be moved.But if this person keeps looking at you and is only a few inches away from you, this feeling is very subtle.

What's more, this person is someone Yun Ling admired for a long time.Even a well-cultivated Taoist can't sit still and calm.

"Master, do you still remember Master Liu of Huangshaji?" Yun Ling felt that if he didn't speak again, his face would burn, and he would definitely make fun of him in the end.

Mo Yun finally shifted his gaze to the fire, and answered: "Of course I remember." Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the other party's tense side face relax, as if he breathed a sigh of relief.A soft smile appeared in Mo Yun's eyes, how could she not know what her apprentice was thinking.Yun Ling's shy temperament has not changed after all.Taking a dead branch casually, Mo Yun stirred the firewood in the fire, and said, "Yun Ling suddenly mentioned this matter at this time, but what did he think of?"

"I don't know if Master Liu's daughter is married."

"Should be married." Mo Yun didn't look up.

In that environment, no amount of glory and wealth is suffering.Whether it is from Longzezhuang to the so-called Li family, or to other places, it is just going from one cage to another.

In addition to spending time under the sky at the four corners, there is nothing to sit on.

Staring blankly at the flames that were constantly beating because of Mo Yun's movements, Yun Ling didn't speak.

In my memory, the little girl wrapped in a mink coat chased the frightened black cat and disappeared into the snow.

At that time, at that place, the little girl dressed so luxuriously was not a lost rich lady.When cleaning the other garden, she knew who the girl was.

The eldest lady of the Liu family is a world of difference from her, an unwanted little bastard.

But when she returned to Liu's house again, she never thought of going to see her.No one would remember that cold girl who was about to die in the snow.

Mo Yun suddenly stopped what he was doing and was silent for a long time before saying, "If I die—"

But before he could finish his words, Yun Ling interrupted him coldly: "No."

Mo Yun stopped what he was doing, looked at the cold-faced lover beside him again, and said indifferently: "There is no such thing as forever, even if you are a demon, you cannot avoid the five declines of heaven and man."

Yun Ling frowned quietly, feeling agitated in her heart. She didn't know why the person beside her suddenly brought up this matter, but she also knew that what the person said was not wrong.

They are monks, but not gods, and they will disappear into the world one day.What's more, she is still a demon cultivator now, even in the Mahayana period, she can't confidently say that she can protect the people around her.

In this world, she is not the only Mahayana period.

Righteous monks hate demon cultivators, so they will definitely not let her go.And Fu Qingwu of the four major families wished to get rid of her and hurry up.

She might hurt the people around her.

Thinking of this, an uncontrollable panic rose in Yun Ling's heart.His hands were clenched into fists, and the tingling pain from his palms couldn't make the panic any less

That person will die?

What death is, Yun Ling is very clear.

No matter what, I couldn't find that person, and I couldn't see that person's smile again between heaven and earth.

She doesn't want to do such a thing, and she doesn't allow it!

There was a twitching pain in the chest, with a biting chill, but the blood was churning fiercely, and everything he saw in his eyes was covered with a layer of blood mist.

If someone wanted to separate her from her master, she would kill that person.

If the right way refuses, she will kill the right way!

The ink pupils were dyed a chilling red, like the vertical pupils of a beast, exuding a chilling chill.Just being looked at by these blood-colored pupils already makes one's legs go limp and trembling.

Seeing Yun Ling's appearance, Mo Yun's eyes darkened, she was a little too impatient.

Yunling is a demon cultivator, but the obsession in his heart is much heavier than ordinary people.She wanted to make indirect remarks, but unexpectedly stimulated Yun Ling's deep obsession.The current appearance of Yunling is actually falling into a demon.

Covering Yunling's clenched fist with one hand, and caressing Yunling's altar with the other, Mo Yun tried to wake Yunling from his trance.But at this moment, Yunling couldn't tell the difference, so he grabbed Mo Yun's wrist with his backhand.The force was so heavy that Mo Yun almost felt his wrist was broken.

The chaos in his mind was so great that he couldn't think at all. Yunling squinted his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him who was trying to approach him.

A strange woman, a strange face.

The constant clamoring and churning killing intent in his heart made Yun Ling very uncomfortable, so he couldn't help but increase the strength in his hand, and he could almost hear the sound of the opponent's hand breaking, so he felt refreshed.

But those eyes made Yun Ling feel familiar, warm and soft, moist and without any malice.Even the pain that almost crushed the bones of the hand didn't make those eyes dim.

Yun Ling held the woman's hand tightly to prevent her from running away, but her body couldn't help getting closer to her.

It's not that Mo Yun has never held someone else's wrist, nor is it the first time Yun Ling has held his wrist, but now it's a bit strange.Because Yun Ling is not sober now, but relies on instinct, just like a newborn tiger, who can only distinguish enemies by smell.

The cold woman who bullied her was clearly her lover, but at this moment her face was as cold as ice, and her whole body exuded a breathtaking chill.Mo Yun smiled bitterly in her heart, she finally knew why Lai Yue always liked to tease Yun Ling as a stone that had been frozen under the ice for thousands of years.

Mo Yun could move, but there was severe pain from the grasped wrist.She can move, but she doesn't want to move, she doesn't want to scare Yun Ling who is fighting against the demon at the moment.

Yunling is a demon cultivator, but he is not a demon cultivator trapped by demons.

Yun Ling's cheeks were itchy, but Mo Yun couldn't move at this moment, so he could only smile bitterly: "Yun Ling..."

The person in front of him suddenly made a sound, and Yun Ling was stunned for a moment. The voice was too familiar, but he couldn't remember it anyway.There is only a piece of bloody red in front of my eyes, which is so red that it seems to be covered with a layer of blood mist.But those eyes could pass through the blood mist.

Only with these eyes, she can see clearly.In this miserable scene, she didn't want to let go.

Mo Yun's body was pushed by Yun Ling, and there was a soft sound, Yun Ling pressed on Mo Yun's body, one hand was still holding Mo Yun's wrist tightly, and the four eyes met, no more than half an inch.

Yun Ling just watched for a long time without any movement, just watching.Looking at the cold woman who was fixed on her body, the corners of Mo Yun's mouth raised an arc, but it was a smile that didn't match the current situation.

Mo Yun raised his head suddenly, and covered Yun Ling's lips. Before the other party had any reaction, he pressed the other party's head with his other hand, and with a little force, he firmly refused to let the other party leave.

The opponent's struggle is inevitable, and so is the pain in the wrist.The pain was worse than before, the painful Mo Yun had cold sweat on his forehead, and his face was pale.

And this struggle gradually calmed down and turned into a response.

When the two separated, their faces were inevitably flushed.

Looking at the cold woman who was leaning on her body and didn't dare to look at herself, Mo Yun said lightly, "Aren't you tired, Yun Ling?"

Yun Ling's eyes flickered, but he didn't speak.

"Although you are not tired, Yunling, I want to sit up."

Still expressionless, the cold woman turned away and sat next to Mo Yun again.

Mo Yun was finally able to do it, looked at the soil stained on his body, and frowned slightly.At this moment, she was very thankful that she had prepared a few more clothes before this. According to the current state, this dress must never be worn again.

Even if it is cleaned by spells, she will not wear it again.

The people beside him didn't speak, and Mo Yun knew that Yun Ling was awake, and he also knew why the other party didn't speak.

"If I die—"

"No." The woman finally turned her head, looked at Mo Yun, and said word by word: "Even if there is such a day, the apprentice will accompany the master."

The eyes of the person in front of him are too firm, and the firmness is ridiculous, like a stubborn child.But Mo Yun laughed, shook his head, and said: "This is not good, if even you, Yun Ling, are dead, won't there be no one in this world who remembers me?"

Yun Ling stared at Mo Yun, and said: "Then if the apprentice dies, what will happen to the master?"

"I will wait for you." Mo Yun looked away, looked at the fire that was about to go out in front of him, and said: "The monk has lived too long, I can wait for you for a long time, until you grow from a baby to a slim woman."

Yun Ling pursed her lips into a straight line for a long time, but also looked at the faint flames, and said, "The apprentice can also wait until the day when the master comes back."

Waiting is a very painful thing, day after day, year after year, waiting for someone who does not know when will appear.The hope that is gradually fading, and finally despair.In comparison, death is much easier.

But even so, as long as there is a little hope, they can wait.Struggling in hope and despair, for a promise.

"Yunling."

Yun Ling tilted her head, watching the man's face under the firelight alternately darkening and brightening, like a phantom, which would disappear at any moment.

"Ah."

"wait for me."

She didn't want Yun Ling to die.

But monks have too much time and can wait for countless reincarnations.

The flames had already been extinguished, Yun Ling looked at the rising white smoke, and said softly: "Okay"