Cold River Moon Shadow

what is this sound?

Is it the Xun sound?It was so low and melodious.

There was a fog all around, and I couldn't distinguish things.Suddenly, the sound of the xun rose suddenly, and a beam of dazzling white light broke through. The layers of fog made Shen Han close his eyes involuntarily.After the halo dissipated, Shen Han slowly opened his eyes.

where is thisWhat a sea of ​​hibiscus flowers!

The sky is high and the clouds are clear, the breeze is blowing, and the hibiscus flowers are blooming beautifully.

Among the flowers, a handsome young man is blowing the xun, and the flowers seem to understand, swaying with the wind as if flying with the sound of the xun.

"A Ying!" Shen Han was overjoyed, and he jumped to Moon Shadow in the sea of ​​flowers.

Moving the xun away from her lips, Yueying smiled and said sweetly: "Ahan, you are here."

"A Ying, why are you here?" Shen Han said while pulling Yue Ying to leave, "Come, follow me back to Jishitang."

"Ahan, look at these hibiscus flowers, are they blooming well?" Moon Shadow pointed at the sea of ​​flowers and asked.

"Okay, of course, if you like it, when you get back to Jishitang, I'll give you the backyard and plant it as you please." Shen Han lovingly embraced Yueying in his arms, "However, what you have to do now is to grow up with me." I'll go back to Jishitang first."

Yue Ying remained unmoved, but suddenly, the sea of ​​flowers around her disappeared, and Shen Han was startled, "A Ying..."

"Ahan, come, play chess with me."

Shen Han was stunned to find that he was obviously going to take Yueying away, but now he was actually sitting opposite him, and a chessboard appeared in front of him.

"A Ying, when did you learn how to play chess?" Shen Han wondered.

Yueying smiled without answering, picked up a piece with two fingers, and gently placed it on the chessboard.

"Aying, if you like playing chess, wait until you return to Jishitang..."

"If you don't go down, then just watch from the sidelines, and I will go down by myself."

After saying a word, Yueying started to play chess on his own as if he was familiar with no one.

"Aying!" Seeing this, Shen Han couldn't help feeling anxious, "Shall we go back to Jishitang first?"

"Ahan, where do you think my sunspot should fall?"

"Oh, Ah Ying, when we go back to Jishitang, I'll accompany you for three days and three nights, okay?" Shen Han suddenly felt panicked.

"Aying..." Seeing Yueying still look the same, Shen Han hurriedly stood up, wanting to pull Yueying away, suddenly, the scene in front of him changed again.A snow-covered path appeared in front of him, extending infinitely forward.

"What's going on?" Shen Han became more and more confused, "Where is this place?"

"Ah Han, I'm cold." Yueying embraced her arms, leaning her slender body tightly against Shen Han's body, and murmured, "Hold me tight."

"A Ying," Shen Han embraced Yue Ying, although there were a lot of doubts in his heart, at this moment he turned into soft fingers, "Is it still cold?"

"Ah Han, we will live here, don't leave, okay?" Yueying raised her eyebrows and looked at Shen Han, her eyes full of expectation.

"A Ying," Shen Han passionately kissed Yue Ying's lips, "Wait for me to help..."

Before the words fell, Moon Shadow turned into little fireflies and flew away.

"A Ying," Shen Han couldn't help reaching out to grab it anxiously, "Where are you going, A Ying!"

With a jolt, Shen Han rolled over and sat up, opened his eyes suddenly, breathed rapidly, and sweated coldly—fortunately, it was just a dream, a dream...

Take a long breath: "How can you have such a dream, Ah Ying..."

Turning around, she wanted to tease Yueying to get up, but the person who hugged and slept with her last night was gone.

A shadow...

Suddenly, Yueying's words from yesterday sounded like a thunderbolt in his ears: Ahan, you have to remember that I love you.

Remember?Why should I remember?We can be together every day, why should I remember?

Oops!

Shen Han turned over and rolled off the bed. He stumbled to his feet, looking around for something.

Sure enough, a letter with a faint fragrance of ink was placed impressively on the table of the Eight Immortals not far from him.

Shen Han only felt a twinge of pain in his heart, he tore open the envelope tremblingly, and took out a handwritten letter from which the ink was still wet: Ah Han, don't read.

A shadow!

In an instant, Shen Han felt like a knife was piercing his heart.No, not cutting.Cutting with a knife hurts; if a person has no heart, how can he feel pain?

Moon Shadow, let's go.Take away his heart, Shen Han's heart.

If you don't want to go back to Jishitang, I won't force it, but Ah Ying, where did you go, where did you go...

Shen Han's dream is not completely illusory, such as the sound of the xun.

When the ugly slave heard the sound, he carried Yueying to the dark room of Yutian Pavilion.

There is where the shadow killer is trained.

Batch after batch of cold-blooded and ruthless shadow killers came out from here; batch after batch of well-qualified teenagers were sent here.

"Where is the pavilion master?" Yue Ying asked coldly the old and ugly man with white beard and hair sitting in the wheelchair.

"Ahem," the man coughed twice in a hoarse voice, "who am I? It turns out I'm a playboy. You're not dead yet?"

"Guardian Zuo hasn't entered the ground yet," Yueying sneered, "How dare Yueying go first?"

"Hahaha, cough, cough..." That old and ugly man was none other than the left protector of Yutian Pavilion - Gu Qian.

After a while, Gu Qianfang panted and laughed, "Young Master Playmate's mouth will never forgive anyone."

"Where does this come from?" Yueying sat down on the bench in the dark room with the support of the ugly slave, "I have always been kind to people, and you don't know it. It's just that for those who wear human skin and do nothing, Those who work as a minion for a tiger really don't have the slightest patience."

"Well said, well said." Gu Qian smiled instead of anger when he heard the words, "How can you be so noble in what you have done? The blood on your hands is probably worse than ten Gu Qian's." not on."

"You also know that my hands are not clean," Yueying raised her eyebrows and said, "In this world, as long as there is someone I, Yueying, wants to kill, I can't escape. Guardian Zuo, do you want to be on the list of people I want to kill? Add your name?"

Yue Ying hated this person very much, ever since she wanted to kill Han Mo, she wanted to get rid of Gu Qian, but at this time, Yue Ying knew it was not the time.

Gu Qian laughed twice, pressed the switch, and the chair he was sitting on slowly moved forward to the opposite row of teenagers who had just taken the Soul Eater Pill.

Those teenagers had expressionless faces and empty eyes.

Gu Qian said with a half-smile: "These children's lives are pretty good, at least they won't worry about themselves, but why are there always people who pretend to be smart?"

As soon as the words fell, Gu Qian's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he slapped the handle with his left hand to trigger the mechanism. Suddenly, a row of iron nails jumped up, and shot straight at the face of one of the teenagers along an arc.

"Ah!" After a scream, the boy suddenly fell down, his eyes wide open with fear and hatred.

"Hmph," Gu Qian sneered, "Sometimes it's better to live in a daze than to die clearly."

A pun, Yueying understood the implication, and she didn't want to waste any more time with Gu Qian, so she asked, "When will the pavilion master come back?"

"The matter of the pavilion master, I can control it?" Gu Qian sneered and pressed the switch again, the wheels rolled, and went straight to the door, "When will he come back, there is no need to report to me."

Seeing this, Yueying knew that it was useless to ask, but the heart that couldn't wait to kill Han Mo was suppressed bitterly, and it was really unbearable.

One day, two days, three days.

Han Mo didn't come back, but those shadow killers seemed to be dispatched more frequently, and Yueying felt uneasy. He knew that Han Mo must be planning something big at this moment, but he didn't know it.

That night, Yueying turned off the lights and was about to fall asleep when he suddenly heard a creaking sound.

What is this, a fluffy mass, is it—a little one?

Yueying was overwhelmed with surprise, she quickly turned over and sat up, just as she was about to hold the little boy in her hand, suddenly the wind of her palm passed by, and in the dark night, Yueying could only hear the little girl screaming in pain.

"Who are you?" As soon as these words came out, Yueying's heart turned cold: In this dark room of Yutian Pavilion, who can come and go freely, and snatch the little one from her own hands, is there anyone else? who?

"What?" Sure enough, the familiar voice sounded, "I heard, Xiaoying, haven't you been waiting here for Master? Why, Master is right in front of you, and you actually asked who is Master?"

"Master," Yueying said with a smile, "What are you talking about? Xiaoying has been thinking about you so much these past few days, so she came back to see you."

The oil lamp was on, although it was dim, it didn't affect Yue Ying's ability to see the man in fine clothes clearly.

That person was still wearing a half sterling silver mask, but what was different from the past was that there was a little black monkey hanging upside down in his hand—a little boy.

"It's called Xiaobudianer?" Han Mo teased the black monkey with his fingertips, and sat beside Yueying.

"That's right." Moon Shadow suppressed the uneasiness in her heart with a smile, and stretched out her hand to take the little one.

"Do you know its owner?" Han Mo said again, with a hint of danger in his voice.

"Master," Yueying smiled and leaned against Han Mo's arms, "If it weren't for the little master, you might never see Xiaoying again."

"Oh?" Han Mo stroked Yueying's shoulder with one hand, and brought the black monkey to his eyes with the other, "I didn't expect that person to have this ability."

"Well," Yueying's voice became softer, "Have you seen him?"

"I've seen it, of course I've seen it," Han Mo said with a smile, "If you haven't seen it, how can you get this treasure?"

"He gave this to Master?" Yue Ying's eyes fell on the little guy from the beginning to the end, seeing the little guy struggling in pain, he felt very uncomfortable.

"Send?" Han Mo sneered, "He's not that generous."

"Then..." Yueying's heart trembled: Brother, you must not be in trouble.

"I cut off the veins of that person's limbs, locked his lute bone, and threw him into a dark prison. I'm afraid..."

"Master!" Yueying trembled.

"Hahaha, I'm afraid I'm dead."

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