moonlit night

After hearing this, Luo Mingche stopped wasting words, but when she heard Mu Qingping mentioned, although it had been many years, he felt mixed feelings in his heart, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

He took a step back, and was about to do his best to help Leng Beixiao get out of the battle, but as soon as he stepped back, he felt warm breath sweeping across his neck.

Luo Mingche tilted his head slightly, and the first thing that caught his eyes was the three feathers fluttering in the wind between the big monster's forehead, which were scattered high and low, just like a rolling mountain.

Like the towering snow mountain when we first saw it.

"You, treat me well, why?" Such blunt words came from behind, smiling, but with Leng Beixiao's unique indifference.

Since what he wants, someone will give it with both hands, so he never bothers to play with those twists and turns, and does not hide his ambition to pursue something.

Besides, it's not like Leng Beixiao couldn't feel that kind of signal.

After all, spring is coming, and counting his own days, it is really coming soon.

Luo Mingche only felt the burning on his back, he didn't turn around, but let the words slip out from his lips and tongue: "No one else, just repay the favor."

"Huh?" The demon king smiled, as if he found this excuse interesting, "What's wrong?"

"At the end of the Renxu year, the top of Guming Peak; the wind was strong, and the mountain was covered with snow. I almost died at the hands of the bear demon, and I was rescued by you to escape safely," Luo Mingche said softly, "But I think you probably don't remember it anymore. .”

That year he was about ten years old, and he went out to practice with a few senior brothers from the Luo family who were also about to form alchemy. Unexpectedly, he encountered a crazy black bear demon on the side of the snow mountain, whose cultivation level was at least above Dongxu.In the face of such a big monster, how can a few children with unfinished Dandu fight against it?

He had his senior brothers desperately protect him, but he almost died on the top of the mountain, and his senior brothers were all killed in the process of escaping.

The bitter new wind swept across Luo Mingche's tear-stained face like a knife.How much he wished this was just a nightmare, and wished he could rush out to avenge his brother immediately, but his body was trembling, as if he had succumbed to the timidity and cowardice in his heart, so he could only huddle under the ice rock, looking at the red-eyed black bear demon Approaching step by step.

There was blood winding down from its mouth, and it was unknown who it came from.

If it is said that despair has different tastes for different people, then for Luo Mingche, it is the thick blood mixed in the wind and snow, the frozen dantian, the exhausted spiritual veins, and the frozen hands and feet.So that for a long time afterwards, he couldn't get along with Xiu Bingling's people in harmony.

In his subsequent life, even if he survived the Mahayana Tribulation, even after the death of his father, he single-handedly propped up the precarious Xiaoxiang Luo Family Mansion, he never had such a helpless moment again.

And at this time, even a little bit of hope may be infinitely magnified in people's hearts and become an unforgettable shadow throughout their lives.

This shadow is the bird feathers that suddenly scattered from the sky when the bear demon was torn into pieces in front of his eyes, and the whisper of a demon that floated in his ears: "It's really useless."

Leng Beixiao frowned and thought for a while, only remembering that it was not far from when he fell asleep that year, and Guming Peak was his sleeping place, which was rarely visited by people. The original owner was a black bear spirit, and he was still uneasy after being driven out At the end of the day, he slaughtered the food reserves for hibernation. As for the others, he really couldn't remember.

"Don't talk about this," Luo Mingche had expected so, he summoned Jinghong to hang by his side, and said without turning his head: "This place is dangerous, the demon king should leave quickly."

"Hey, I'm talking about you," Leng Beixiao didn't listen to him. Not only did he have no intention of leaving, but he even got closer and said meaningfully: "What kind of grievances can you have with a kid from the ghost clan?"

There was another thumping sound behind him, as if some monster came out of the water again, Leng Beixiao didn't care, just stared at the bamboo shadow painted on the back of the opponent's green shirt unscrupulously, and if he moved up a little bit, it would be like splashing ink hair.The more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and he couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to hold it in his hand and play with it.

Luo Mingche seemed to have eyes behind his back, without turning his head, the thing in his hand flew out like a whirl again, knocking the monster behind him into the water.

This time, Leng Beixiao saw clearly that the sharp weapon in his hand, which could cut iron and gold, was actually just a small piece of tail feather.

It seems a little familiar.

"I owe her sister a lot," Heng Wu Jun smiled, as if for a moment, he was caught in the torrent of memories: "Now, the retribution has arrived."

"Retribution?" Leng Beixiao snorted, "You believe this too? Well, now that things have come to an end, I'll go and see that kid's true face!"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly soared into the air, and flew towards the opposite bank, and all the lotuses he passed were uprooted. Halfway through the journey, he suddenly felt an irresistible huge suction force from the depths of the pond, which made him Unable to stop the decline.

At the same time, a silver light flashed from nowhere, and Leng Beixiao took a closer look, and found that since no one knew when, the periphery of this Xizhou pond was covered with extremely sharp and fine silk threads, and it was extremely sharp at a glance. It is a gorgeous blue color, if it gets even a little bit on it, even the bones will be turned into ashes.

It is a net of ghosts, the greater the fluctuation of spiritual power in the formation, the greater the backlash, no wonder Hengwu hasn't used Jinghong much since he came in.The casters are so vicious that they really want to trap them to death.

Leng Beixiao's eyes froze, and he directly rolled up the corpses of the three unlucky ghosts with a long whip in his hand, threw them into the sky, then stepped on the bones that fell suddenly with a tap of his toes, and climbed to the top after a few steps, just overlooking The whole opposite shore panorama.

On the opposite side, hidden in the lush greenery, is the ancestral hall of the Mu Mansion. Several people were hung on the wooden beams in front of the hall with red silk, their necks were all tilted to one side. It was obvious that they had passed away for a long time, and the wooden tablets were scattered all over the ground, leaving only one One is on the stage, circled in the center of the everlasting candle.

The girl was kneeling in front of the stage earlier, her eyes were frighteningly bright, she bowed again and again, then took off the tablet and hugged it to her chest, as if she felt that it was not enough, she pressed her face tightly against it, and said softly: "Sister , Sister, today's big revenge will be avenged, are you happy? I'm very good, you hate me, so I won't go down to please you. But you like him so much, but you can't see him, isn't it sad? I want him to go down with you, okay?"

There was no one next to her, and she was talking so self-consciously, her eyes seemed to be filled with tears, her eyelashes flickered, but she smiled again.But at this moment, the ever-burning candles beside him flickered a few times, but went out one after another. Shaluo panicked and said in panic, "Sister, are you unhappy? Don't scare me, okay?"

Leng Beixiao thought this scene was ridiculous. She herself was clearly an evil spirit. She killed the whole family, but she still pretended to be innocent. She couldn't help but sneered: "How can a dead person know whether he is happy or not?"

His skin is rough and thick, and he is already angry, but there are many bones in the formation, which seem to have an echo function. Before he finished speaking, the entire Xizhou pond echoed "a dead person", "how can a dead person know happiness", "Unhappy" and the like.

The lingering sound lingers on the beam, endlessly.

"Shut up!" Sara was stepped on the sore spot, and felt as if being scolded by more than a hundred people pointing at his nose, his complexion suddenly changed, and he pulled out the bone flute from his bosom and put it to his lips, making a sharp sound Immediately resounded through the sky.And with this sound, the bones in the pool spontaneously condensed into one place, forming one after another incomparably huge giants.At the same time, the earth was trembling, the sky that was about to break dawn dimmed again, and the morning star fled without a trace, but a decaying atmosphere from the ground soon permeated the world.

Together with this aura, what came out of the mud at the bottom of the pool was a dense, silent army of skeletons, all of them clad in strong and sharp, black and dense, and opened their fangs to a person and a monster on the pool.

But before she did all this, she still didn't forget to carefully place the spirit card in her hand on the futon.

"Underworld Lord's stuff," Leng Beixiao's voice cooled down, "How could it be in your hands?"

He didn't notice it just now, but now he took a closer look, and he saw a fish talisman tied around the child's waist, shaped like a turtle's back and a fish's body, according to the rules of the underworld, if he got this talisman, he could command thousands of troops in the underworld.

The Lord of the Underworld has always treasured this fish talisman as his lifeblood, but now he has gone out of his way and handed it over to a little ghost to make trouble. Such an honor, no matter how you look at it, it is not like that stingy old ghost can give it.

Shaluo didn't answer, but the sound of the flute became more and more piercing, which disturbed the big monster who knew nothing about the melody, but the next moment, the sound of the flute suddenly rose from behind, playing a song that broke the formation among thousands of troops, Shengsheng suppressed the sound of the flute.

Leng Beixiao yelled in his heart, and immediately turned his head to look for Hengwu. From a distance, he saw that the Tsing Yi Sage Monarch was surrounded by a pool of blood, playing such a murderous tune, but his expression was still peaceful, no It looks like a cultivator who kills and kills decisively, but he looks like... like a Buddha with compassion.

Seeing that his body was about to emit golden light, Yao Wang suddenly remembered that the first time he went to Xiaoxiang to find trouble, it was because of the matter between Chili girl and a bald donkey. At that time, he thought Luo Mingche was the most eye-catching person in the world People, in order to deal with him, even borrowed Fen Haizhu from the Demon Race.But now his mood has changed, and even the other party's sin of disturbing his sleep by bragging about in the snow mountain has become forgivable.

The bones under his feet were already falling apart. Leng Beixiao saw that the little ghost sacrificed all the fish charms, as if he was going to do his best, so he simply didn't care about any formations, and just swung his whip, first blasting the giant closest to him into a pile of bones Slag, then turned around and headed straight for Shala, who was far outside the formation.

That whip had the potential to split the mountain, and it came swiftly, but Shara seemed to be prepared, and immediately pulled a group of ghost soldiers beside him as a shield. Who knew that the seemingly stupid long whip was as nimble as a snake, and it fell three times in an instant. Turning the direction again, rolled up the spirit card on the futon, beat the outside of the ancestral hall to pieces, and then returned to Leng Beixiao's hand again.

"This is your elder sister?" He turned over the spirit card in his hand several times, but he couldn't understand the words on it, he could only vaguely recognize "Qing", which he recognized from the demons after reading too much.The long whip in his hand turned into a flower, and while smashing everything that dared to approach into pieces, he said casually: "Who is he? Are you worthy of being compared with him?"

In the mess of the collapsed house on the opposite bank, Sha Luo kept bending over to grab the tablet and froze on the spot, then slowly stood up straight, but his eyes suddenly shot at the hand of the demon king holding the spiritual card, and he was dead. peg.

Leng Beixiao didn't care about that gaze, and continued to look through it, but in a flash, the tablet in his hand was taken away.He turned his head and saw that Luo Mingche had crossed the heavy blockade below and came to his side at some time. He took out a green handkerchief from his arms and was carefully wiping off the dust on the wooden sign.

The big demon narrowed his eyes: "She, who are you?"

Luo Mingche's expression was a bit complicated for a moment, and after a while, he replied: "She is my unmarried wife."

wife?

Leng Beixiao recalled it, and suddenly felt awkward. For a long time, these two people are the relationship between brother-in-law and sister-in-law. Now this is all family affairs, and I am being affectionate.

Then why is the king still involved here?

"Wife?" Shaluo seemed to have heard very interesting words, and sneered: "Heng Wu, you ruined her life, since you don't love her, why did you agree to marry her? Since you agreed, why do you have to go back on your word when things come to an end? "

"I never promised, and I never regretted it." Luo Mingche said calmly: "Since you have been married, you should know that from the beginning to the end, this marriage was just a farce."

Leng Beixiao glanced at him, and the awkwardness in his heart seemed to ease a little.

"A farce?" Shaluo suddenly sneered, "Joke! What are you, worthy of making her sad for you? Well, let's settle the old and new scores together today, let's make a clean break!"

After she finished speaking, she suddenly raised her arm, and then slashed downwards violently. With this slash, the army of skeletons that had been displayed quietly below suddenly moved, and started walking restlessly on the spot.

"Heng Wu, have you seen the Bone Eaters of the Ghost Clan?" The girl opened her arms towards the army intoxicatedly, and the wind blew her hair, wafting some sinister and cold smells, "They were born on the banks of the River of Forgetfulness. The soul is the food, and the flesh and blood are the nourishment. As long as I give an order, I will go up the hell, endlessly, endlessly, endlessly, endlessly! If you have the ability, you can just leave. But after that, As long as the rivers are still flowing, the bone-biting will spread across the land of Kyushu like a white plague, where there will be no grass growing, and there will never be a day of peace!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Luo Mingche lowered his eyes: "Your sister is kind-hearted and never bears to kill. If you really do this, the world will be plunged into dire straits. Is this what she wants to see?"

"If she can come back to life, I won't do the evil I did today." Chara swung her hands down and stared at him, as if full of expectation: "But Hengwu, can you give her back to me?"

Can you?

Accompanied by her questioning, the angry roar of giant beasts came from the ground, which seemed to be far away from the ground.Hearing this voice, Leng Beixiao's eyes straightened. This feeling was not good, because the instinct engraved in his blood made him want to surrender to the owner of that voice.

Can make myself who is mixed with the blood of the phoenix surrender, except for the long-extinct dragon clan... Could it be that some old guy with the blood of ancient monsters is about to come out?

"Impossible," Luo Mingche said bluntly, "There has never been a technique of bringing the dead back to life in this world. But the one who killed your sister was the ghost clan, not Patriarch Mu, nor me. You are really luring wolves into the house by using the ghost clan's soldiers."

"Ghost race? Hahaha, do you think the Lord of the Underworld will trust me easily? Don't be kidding, if he is not trapped to death in the Boundless Land, how can I get this fish charm?" Sara laughed loudly. When I got up, it seemed that I was about to cry from laughter, but after all, I didn't.

She had no more tears to shed.

But even if there is, what's the use?

What she suffered, they never knew.But just because no one knew about it, and no one felt sorry for her, she didn't feel bitter. Instead, she turned all her pain into a motivation for revenge, to win the Lord's favor little by little, and then let herself be ignited by hatred. The flames engulfed it and burned it into what it is today.

This unreasonable appearance.

Burn it, burn it, burn it all to ashes.Because God has promised that when the mountains fall apart, the seas dry up, and everything ends, He will allow me to see you again.

My dearest, sister.

"Little ghost, don't be too arrogant," Leng Beixiao pressed his throbbing temple, feeling a splitting headache, but he interrupted coldly: "You think you have soldiers, but my monster clan doesn't?"

As he spoke, he pulled out a feather from his forehead and threw it into the air. The feather quickly turned into a gray kite and shot into the distance like a shooting star.Perhaps not long after, the general will return with a mighty demon army.

"Are you crazy?" Luo Mingche turned his head to look at the demon king who put the word "ruthless" on his face. For the first time, a look of hatred appeared on his usually peaceful handsome face: "Is this a child's play?" ? Do you know what it means for you to send troops? Do you know how many clansmen will suffer with you? Why must you get involved?"

"Shh, don't make noise, I lied to her, that little bird is useless, if you want to fight with those old stubborn people, you have to let the eagle go out." Leng Beixiao maintained a rare cold expression, and whispered: "I don't want to either. Ah, but no, we can't escape. You don't want me to die here, do you? Same, I don't want you to die here either."

The Demon King's language talent is superb, and he quarreled with Luo Mingche once, and the more he spoke, the more fluent his words became.

Luo Mingche was obviously taken aback for a moment. He stared deeply at the sharp-edged side face of the monster, and the lingering feeling that he had been suppressing in his heart suddenly couldn't be suppressed anymore, driving him to whisper: "Can you, let me also How about a good repayment?"

He has always disguised himself well, but the intimacy revealed in this sentence is different from any previous one.Luo Mingche frowned slowly, as if surprised at his gaffe, but just as he was about to say something to remedy it, the other party grabbed his hand.

The sound of the wind in his ears suddenly stopped, Leng Beixiao squeezed his palm quietly, his expression couldn't hold back, and he showed a mischievous smile: "You want to repay your kindness? Then you have to use my way, you don't count. "

Although the movements were rough and tough, they were not so much mopping up, but more like comforting him gently, as if they wanted to reassure him.