Wang Yue Han

"You, lost..." The hair band that was swept away by the sword energy slowly went away with the wind, Xi Yu's sword stabbed firmly into Yan Ziyao's shoulder, and the result was clear at a glance; Listen carefully and respectfully!" Isn't it said that evil can never prevail against righteousness?Why did I still lose?Yan Ziyao was furious, even if he was as proud as he was, he would not allow him to beg for mercy; winning was just a momentary luck, and he was not easy to kill, so why add more hatred?Pulling out Xi Yu to retract the void: "I won't kill you, as long as you save my friend's life."; "Friend? Are you referring to that spider? Then, who are you?" The feeling of being injured is not good, Yan Ziyao held the injured shoulder with one hand, and put Jingyue into the sheath with the other hand. The picture books I have read in the past say that immortal monsters are immortal. This monster is interesting, but he can't stop it. I should praise him for his love and righteousness. or what?

"Don't worry about the sound of the piano, you might as well listen to it for a while." The calm battlefield was in chaos, and the man put away his sword and sat back in front of the piano table, twirling his ten fingers, and said leisurely: "I, Bamboo Demon Zihan."; Qin Lingling, all things have spirits, cigarette smoke lingers to meet the fluttering bamboo shadows, and the heart is clear: "How can you be sure that if you don't kill me, I will definitely give you what you want?"; "Naturally, You are not a ruthless person." The essence of the sound is that there is no self and no other, and the eyes are closed to travel abroad, the fingertips are as nimble as a dragon, and the sound is captivating to startle the phoenix; there are many qin repairers in Lingyun Temple, but the qin art is excellent There are few people, maybe even his master Yu Xuzi may not be able to play such a glass, the person in front of him is dressed in white, it would be great if he was a casual cultivator, so that he can make friends, but he is a demon: " Even if I have feelings, how can I see that I can tolerate monsters? Besides, I said that every monster will be punished."; "Everything has its own way of survival. If it doesn't violate the principles of heaven and morality, why do you have to kill them all?" Originally stable The tone is as sudden as a storm, as if the waves of the river and the sea are surging; Firmly and unshakably in his belief; "Everyone in the world is divided into good and bad, and demons are also divided into good and evil. Then, is it unfair to destroy the practice of demons indiscriminately?" The high-spin tone slowly fell, Especially falling from the clouds to Wushan Mountain, there is lingering rain at night; fair?Yan Ziyao hadn't thought about it before. His parents died because of monsters. Chi Yao betrayed his master and left because of monsters. "A monster is a monster, with a cruel nature. Even if he is kind for a while, it doesn't mean he can be kind all his life. Who can guarantee that the monster will not reveal his true colors because of some things?"; "In that case, why not let's take a gamble? The sound of the piano has gradually come to an end, and the fingertips lightly echoed; "What is the bet?" Yan Ziyao turned his back to Zi Han, slightly raised his head to look at the bamboo shadows, these green bamboos are standing straight, unbending , raised his hand to catch a fallen leaf and spread it in his palm, looked down, and saw that even the leaves were well-behaved, one of the four gentlemen among the bamboo flowers, and his real name lived up to his name, as if he was a gentleman without a shadow; "With three It lasts for a year, if I can't make you change, then I'm willing to fall under your sword and kill you." At the end of the song, he pressed the strings with both hands and looked up at Yan Ziyao; Yan Ziyao gently brushed off the fallen leaves in his hand, Turning around with his hands behind his back, the sun penetrated the densely packed leaves and lightly reflected on Yan Ziyao's slender figure, giving people the illusion of being unattainable for an instant. Regarding the bet proposed by the bamboo demon Zi Han, he was a little moved for no reason. Yes, but I still want to know why I should make such a nonsensical bet: "Why should I bet?"; "You have no choice, if you lose, it's just a waste of time to find out good and evil when exorcising demons. What I lost was fate, you are a smart person, you will not refuse such a bargain." Zi Han picked up the silver bell on the piano case, waved his sleeves to put away the piano case, stood up and walked to Yan Ziyao In front of him, the ink fan swayed, telling the reason why Yan Ziyao couldn't refuse; gamblers are afraid to gamble because they are afraid that they will lose all the games, and when the fate of the game in front of them is meaningless, who would refuse?In fact, Yan Ziyao also wanted to see whether the different ways of achieving the same goal in opposition to humans and demons can lead to the same goal, so he no longer hesitated and nodded in response: "Okay, I will bet with you!"; If they could foresee that this gamble would cause them to give up everything three years later, then maybe they would not easily make a promise, or in other words... would, regret meeting each other...

The wind was blowing, the sun was gradually dimming the light, and the dark clouds in the sky drifted over from time to time to cover the sun, making the light in the forest flickering. Make a promise with me, Ling!"; "This silver bell is for Tan Yaoling, if you are not afraid to take it." It's not that Yan Ziyao didn't want to get back the Tan Yaoling bell, it's just that Tan Yaoling made two mistakes, and he felt suffocated. Feeling sullen, it's good to throw it to someone else for safekeeping; "The wound, does it hurt?" Zi Han stabbed Yan Ziyao with the sword at that moment, and then remembered his accessory, Xi Yu, with a slight barb on the tip of the sword. If you pull it out directly, the barb will be broken in the flesh due to the pulling force, making the wound hard to heal like ten thousand insect bites. This is why he never draws the sword easily, and Xi Yu Sword is also a sword with spirits, the tip of the sword is barbed Even if it is cut off, it will grow back again; in fact, when he was listening to the piano just now, he has already noticed the wound, although the bleeding has stopped, but it is still extremely painful, but Yan Ziyao is used to self-sufficiency, so he pretended to be relaxed and said : "It doesn't hurt..."; Zi Han knew that he was arrogant, even if he stabbed him ten swords and eight knives again, he would not say a word, so he had to take advantage of him not paying attention, and shot very quickly before Yan Ziyao and his elders. On the acupoints, making him unable to speak or move, he grabbed his hand and brought him back to the bamboo house with a wave of magic. Yao's belt was loosened, and he was picking at his clothes; during the process, Yan Ziyao's mind suddenly flashed what the spider spirit did, thinking that this person was just like him, and he couldn't be scolded, but wanted to beat him up. Unable to fight, his tender face turned red; seeing his face flushed, Zi Han teased and said: "What? Is it true that no one has served you like this on the way of cultivating Taoism?" He deliberately picked Yan Ziyao's chin with his left hand, Forcing him to look up at himself, he quickly pulled away Yan Ziyao's skirt with his right hand, exposing his injured shoulder. He leaned down, as if he wanted to kiss Yan Ziyao. Key's eyes widened because of the unprepared pain, and his face turned from crimson to pale. After the severe pain passed, the acupoints were untied, and Zi Han also stood up and stopped looking at him. It turned out that he had deliberately pretended to be Like a rogue, taking advantage of Yan Ziyao's attention being distracted, he secretly took out the medicine for Xi Yu's sword wound and pressed it on Yan Ziyao's wound, but the medicine was extremely strong, and when the medicine's effect dissipated, it was more like scraping bones and cutting out the heart. However, he can't be blamed for this. If he can only blame the forger of the Xiyu Sword, he doesn't know what kind of stimulation he received to forge such a sword. He has to suffer again, so he often doubts whether he was lucky or unlucky when he got this sword; Stay." After tossing for a while, he didn't run out of water, walked slowly to the table and poured a cup of tea to drink, and also poured a cup for Yan Ziyao, and threw it over; "Thank you..." I just suffered extreme pain, Yan Zi Yao Lian's voice was trembling a little, and when he answered, the strength in his hand was unbalanced, and some tea came out, but it was not hot. After drinking the tea, the turmoil in his heart had calmed down a lot. He put the teacup aside, carefully arranged his clothes, and tied them up In the blink of an eye, the belt became Prince Wushuang again, as if everything just now had never existed, he picked up the teacup, walked to the table and put it back in the distance, before he asked: "Where is he? "; "Here..." Zi Han knew who he was referring to, and pointed at the corner of the wall with his finger slightly; after the spider spirit returned to its original shape, it took a long time to wait for its friend to come back, and fell asleep while waiting. , Seeing him prostrate on the ground, with his eight paws curled up and curled up, and his tail occasionally twitching with his breath, Yan Ziyao couldn't help feeling amused: "He is so sleepy, isn't he afraid of dying? "But he changed his mind and thought again, this monster was born with lust, and if he really wants to die, that would be good; "He has never been like this before, maybe because he was injured, our monster can only reduce some consumption in the original state. "Zi Han has known him for many years, and he has never seen a spider spirit change back to its original shape to sleep, and sleep so heartlessly. After all, it is a friendship of hundreds of years. In life, you can get priceless treasures with thousands of gold, but it is difficult to find them. Wan Liang is exchanged for a bosom friend, thinking of the past, he played the piano lightly, someone danced lightly, only the spider spirit drank alone, when he got up, he would applaud, and he would also go forward to make trouble for the dancer; "Today you defeat me and don't kill me , I saved his life, I have the right to resolve both grievances and grievances, but..." Yan Ziyao stood condescendingly in front of the spider spirit, twirling his hands with his sword fingers, and poured the magic into the spider spirit's spirit. The Dao method gathers the true energy in one place, and finally draws the true energy from the head with a hook of the sword finger; "But what? "Spider Jing's injury is fine, Zi Han felt relieved and wanted to know, but Yan Ziyao said nothing; "Three years later, regardless of the outcome of the game, you and I will have another match, and I will definitely lose you." "It's not in his character to admit defeat easily, and a momentary setback will only make him work harder; "Okay!A word from a gentleman! "The clatter of palms butt joints is the promise of each other: "It's hard to catch a four-horse horse!" "; at first hearing the north wind howling outside the window, I suddenly pushed open the window of the bamboo house, as if to witness the promise of this gentleman together, he is a cultivator, and he is a monster in the mountain. Will the monsters return together in the end? Yan Ziyao doesn't know, Jiang Zihan is also betting, my life is up to me and God, the so-called difference between humans and monsters is nothing but selfish-sounding.