Is Master Beauty crying today?

The sound of rain fell pattering down and splashed on the ground, staining a deep red, washing away all the traces of the battle left behind.

There was a bit of bloody smell in the air, and the wind blew over the dead branches, bringing a bit of coolness.

There is a teahouse by the river, and it has been raining heavily for several days. Their place is connected to the border of the Night Palace, and corpses often float by the river bank.

Most of them are magic cultivators, and some are monks.

The waiter in the shop took a look at the gloomy sky, thinking that it has been overcast for almost a month, when will it end.

There probably weren't many guests this day, and he was thinking of picking it up earlier today, when there was a soft knock on the door outside, and a touch of sandalwood emerged from the tip of his nose.

The waiter was in a daze for a moment, as if thousands of Buddha statues flashed in front of his eyes, it was raining outside, and there was an extra figure in front of him.

In front of him is a light-colored blue-patterned bamboo-leaf robe, and looking at the past, the first thing that catches his eyes is a pair of extremely clean eyes, which are so clear that people can't help but feel at ease when looking at them. down.

It was a monk who came, his face seemed to be seen through the fog, which always felt a little blurry, but his eyes were impressive.

The monk opened his mouth with a flat and pleasant voice, and asked him for a cup of tea.

The shop waiter responded and ran to serve tea. He watched the monk sitting by the window, and also looked towards the sky, with a lot of emotions in his eyes.

"It's still too late..."

There was a loud bang outside, and the dark clouds collided together to reflect a sudden silver light. The monk's expression was flat, but the taut Buddhist beads in his hands broke apart with a "bang".

Big and small beads fell on the jade plate, scattered everywhere.

……

After another month, there was no news from the Night Walking Palace, so Jiang Fei called them over and asked Shen Fengqu to go find the Moon Grass.

Moon Lane Grass is located in an extremely cold place, not far from Tianshui, so it needs to be picked during the full moon.

"Qu'er, you alone are enough for this trip."

Shen Fengqu didn't have any objections, and reckoned that it was about to end, but he always felt inexplicably anxious, as if something bad was going to happen soon.

His hunches are always accurate.

When everyone dispersed, Shen Fengqu thought about it, but Jiang Fei didn't mention it again. It wasn't his turn to worry about it, so he didn't think about it any more.

On the way back, there were some Tianshui disciples gathered together, as if they had encountered some difficulties.

Shen Fengqu went over to take a look, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The Tianshui disciples on the side gave way to him, and there was a spiritual spring in front of him. The mouth of the spring used to grow spiritual grass was blocked for some reason, causing all their spiritual grass to wither.

"It started a few days ago, and the Lingquan hardly produced water. We used magic to check and found no problems."

Shen Fengqu pinched a formation with his fingertips, and put his hand on the mouth of the Lingquan. After a while, he felt a wisp of magic energy emerging from under the Lingquan, and pulled the magic energy out from underneath.

He frowned slightly, and the disciple on the side patted his head and said, "The corpses of demon cultivators on the battlefield were piled up here before, maybe they haven't been cleaned up, and the demonic energy has sunk in."

Shen Fengqu crushed the devilish energy, and the devilish energy dissipated on his fingertips, and a clear spiritual spring flowed out of it.

"Thank you, Senior Shen! It really helped me a lot."

The disciples on the side thanked him, but Shen Fengqu didn't say anything. He stood there for a while, and after confirming that there was no problem, he stared at the Lingquan and asked, "Where does this Lingquan lead to?"

One of the disciples replied to him, "He has access to the underground ancestor's mausoleum."

Elder Mu's voice came from behind, "The mausoleum has been sealed, don't say it's a puppet, let alone a living person."

Shen Fengqu turned around, nodded towards Elder Mu, his thoughts flashed, "That's good, Elder Mu is here, so I'll go back first."

He was a little restless on the way, and when he returned to the small courtyard, Chu Linyuan also came back from the outside, bringing him meals and snacks.

Shen Fengqu opened the wooden box conveniently, and inside were all his favorite dishes, to be precise, they were all his favorite dishes when he was Jiang Xiaoqu.

Because now he has been fasting all the time, and has never eaten anything in front of the young man.

He suddenly realized for a moment that this kid already knew...

No wonder……

"Master will go out in a few days?"

Shen Fengqu nodded, and told him about Jiang Fei asking him to find Moon Grass.

This time the young man rarely said that he wanted to be with him. Chu Linyuan watched him finish his meal and said to him, "I have something to give to Master."

Shen Fengqu was a little surprised, watching Chu Linyuan take out a piece of jade pendant, the young man touched the jade pendant with his fingertips, and was still overflowing with devilish energy, but he still handed it to him.

It was a piece of ice crystal jade pendant, imitating the pattern of the original jade pendant left by the queen of Yuezhao Kingdom. The jade pendant seemed to have been smashed before and then reassembled piece by piece.

There was still a drop of the bright red blood of a young boy stained inside.

The ice crystals are pure and pure, and under the moonlight, silver light is refracted, and the fragments seem to be shining with it.

Shen Fengqu's heart moved slightly, remembering that in Qianshui City at that time, he glanced at the lotus lantern carved from ice crystals, and the jade pendant left by his mother, and never thought that the boy would always remember it.

"When was it carved?"

Chu Linyuan said, "It was a long time ago."

"Then why did it break?" Shen Fengqu glanced at the young man, pinched his fingertips in the palm of his hand, and used the healing technique to erase the wounds burned by the ice crystals.

It is much more difficult to put it back together after it is broken than when it was first carved.

He asked this, but Chu Linyuan didn't want to say it anymore, the young man came over and kissed his temples, "I added a talisman inside to keep Master safe, Master must remember to wear it."

Shen Fengqu touched the jade pendant, as if he could feel the warm touch through the jade pendant, he leaned over and kissed the corner of the young man's mouth, and said "OK" with a smile.

It rained heavily at night, and the cold wind outside could be felt through the gap in the door panel. Shen Fengqu and Chu Linyuan slept together, the candlelight was reflected on the edge of the bed, and a shadow fell in the boy's eyes.

Shen Fengqu only found out recently that this kid couldn't fall asleep when it rained, so he touched the young man's forehead and held the young man's hand to coax him to sleep.

"Only a master is good in the world, Yuan'er without a master is like a grass root, and Yuan'er with a master is Bao'er..."

The young man pinched his mouth with his hand, and said in a cold voice, "Master, your singing is so ugly."

Shen Fengqu went over to pull his ear, a little speechless, "It would be nice to sing to you, how dare you think it's ugly."

He patted down the young man's back with his hand, patted it again and again, the brows and eyes that were smudged in front of his eyes were coated with a layer of soft light, the sound of rain was heard beside his ears, and the candlelight was extinguished beside him.

At night, the young man opened his eyes. He looked at the eyebrows and eyes of the man in front of him, and traced them carefully with his fingertips, as if he wanted to engrave them on his heart, and the gentle touch was full of treasure.

This person has always been the most afraid of pain...so tomorrow...don't let him get involved.

Early the next morning, Shen Fengqu got up, and the boy went to see him off, with the bamboo bone umbrella propped above his head, the boy's shoulders were dizzy with a corner of his clothes.

Shen Fengqu asked him to go back when he reached the door, Chu Linyuan held an umbrella to watch him leave, and turned and left until the figure disappeared.

The sky on this day was a bit gloomy than in the past. The dark clouds in the sky seemed to be rolled together to form a bloody mouth. Flying sand and rocks were rolled in, thunder and lightning were intertwined, and raindrops fell like lines.

Shen Fengqu was going to an extremely cold place, and it took two days to go back and forth. He took a shortcut on the road, and he still had the ice crystal jade pendant that his apprentice gave him the night before.

He saw the corpses of demon cultivators and monks in the river, and took back the souls of those monks, so that they could be brought to the Tianshui disciples for salvation.

"Have you heard...he just died a few days ago."

"It was only discovered this morning... Wu Zuo didn't find out the cause of death."

When Shen Fengqu was concentrating his mind, when he heard such a sentence, there seemed to be thousands of lines in his mind, but now they didn't gather together, and there was something missing.

He came to the crowd, it was in front of a teahouse, the body had just been carried out, it looked like it was the shop waiter inside, the death looked terrified, and it seemed that he was dying.

This method of death is very similar... the same as the method of death of Elder Zhao and the villagers in Zhuanming Town.

At this moment, the rain turned suddenly and violently, hitting the ground and splashing water, Shen Fengqu felt like there were two lines in his heart.

One has not been found yet, and the other is somewhat obscure.

"It's a full moon today...it's really bad luck..."

He glanced at the distant sky, as if he could faintly see the shape of the crimson full moon that was concealed.

The full moon... the full moon... when the full moon arrives, the distance is missing, the hurdle is full... the spiritual energy will weaken, and the relative magic energy will increase a little bit.

The Soul Gathering Orb in Shen Fengqu's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and he remembered that Jiang Fei asked him to come out on purpose...Chu Linyuan didn't stop him either, the mausoleum couldn't be entered by living people...then if the magic cultivator formation appeared... That is, no one can get out.

The rain was blurred, and his figure disappeared in place.

……

The gloomy dark clouds gathered together, and the moment the crimson moon appeared, the spiritual energy suddenly stopped, and all the disciples subconsciously raised their heads above the sky.

Their pupils constricted, and the turbulent sky and crimson moonlight became an eternal nightmare at that moment.

The crimson mantras on the ground gathered together and gradually formed a large formation. The demonic energy in the air surged, like a baby screaming in his ears, and the bone scythe refracted cold silver light in mid-air. The figure was obscured in the rain.

In the blood formation, Jiang Fei held a long sword in his hand. He stuck the long sword on the ground, and a white light spread from the center of the long sword, which barely covered the blood formation.

Between the black hats, a figure appeared. Xue Changzhi was holding a black machete in his hand, looking at Jiang Fei with his jet-black eyes, and a casual smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

"As expected of Jiang Jianshen, you have guessed this in advance."

Jiang Fei didn't speak, the long sword was unsheathed, and the aura burst out in the air, rippling out a circle of sword intent, the sword light and sword shadow intertwined, the two of them changed their shapes, and the ground exploded with sunken cracks.

The night seemed to be stained with blood, the flames spread, the screams of disciples were heard among the crowd, the ground was soaked in blood, and the vision was filled with darkness.

When Shen Fengqu came back, the formation at the outer gate had been destroyed, and there were corpses all over the ground, the glaring bright red condensed on the ground, and the flames were a bit scorching.

He looked at the disciples who were coming and going, and swept over with his sword light, killing several demon cultivators, but he couldn't find Chu Linyuan with his densely packed faces, he was a little anxious.

Shen Fengqu forced himself to calm down. He already knew that Jiang Fei and Xue Changzhi were on the other side of the back mountain. There should be eyes in this magic formation....

If the eyes of the formation are not destroyed, these people will be endlessly created by the magic energy, and the disciples inside will soon be unable to hold on.

The young man's face appeared in Shen Fengqu's mind, the fire was burning on his face, as if he could feel the warmth coming from his arms, he suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and it was important to find out first.

The cold light of the moon shines on the sword, and the sword intent sweeps over, and the demonic energy gathered in the midair quickly dissipates.

Holding the long sword, Shen Fengqu killed an unknown number of puppets, with bloodstains splashed on his face, his eyes wandered between the demonic cultivators, and amidst the demonic energy everywhere, his eyes suddenly stopped at one point.

The surrounding sounds seemed to disappear, and Shen Fengqu saw the bullied child covered with bruises, his eyes were black, he was holding a shining stone in his hand, and he was wearing the new one he bought in the phantom formation. clothing.

The child also looked at him, with unclear emotions in his eyes, and stood there without moving.

"Brother...are you going to kill me?"

Shen Fengqu naturally reacted at this time, he met the face that had not yet opened, the familiar black eyes... Zhi... Xue Changzhi.

Blood dripped from the tip of Yuezhao sword, Shen Fengqu pointed his long sword at the child's heart, and said in a cold voice, "You are not human."

It was just a phantom that Xue Changzhi used to control the magic circle.

The little boy stood there without saying a word, just touched the position of his chest, feeling heavy and painful...he is not human...but he also hurts.

The moment the long sword pierced his heart, the little boy was stunned. He lowered his head and glanced at his heart, blood was dripping down, his dirty hand held the sword, and his palm also ached.

When the little boy raised his head, the sky turned violent in an instant, and all the puppets froze, and then put down the bone scythe and all rushed towards Shen Fengqu.

The shadows intertwined and gathered together, Shen Fengqu looked into a pair of eyes that looked like lacquer, and something seemed to be extinguished inside.At that moment, he felt endless demon energy rushing towards him, the little boy's figure dissipated in mid-air, but the blood array strengthened.

Shen Fengqu used his long sword to break through the blood formation, his voice was filled with sweetness, his hand holding the sword trembled a little, and he felt something piercing through his chest, but he didn't feel any pain.

The long sword was pressed against the blood formation, the demonic energy was forced back little by little, the gloomy clouds surged, and the bone scythe reflected silver light, Shen Fengqu subconsciously wanted to hide to the side, but his body was frozen in place and did not move.

While the pupils were slackening, he seemed to see a small figure again. The little boy was standing far away, the stone in his hand became bloody, and only indifference remained in his eyes.

Shen Fengqu subconsciously lowered his head to look, and what he saw was dazzling red, the moonlight white robe was dyed through, and a hole seemed to be pierced through his chest.

But he couldn't feel the pain... only the warmth from the jade pendant in his arms.

There seemed to be a double image in front of Shen Fengqu's eyes, holding the sword on the verge of falling... as if watching a figure approaching.

The devilish energy surged continuously in mid-air, Chu Linyuan's eyes turned red, his sea of ​​consciousness was cut apart again, and mocking voices rang in his ears.

"You don't want to save him, do you... The memory of the previous life is not long enough?"

"All these people deserve to die...kill them..."

"Why do you think he treats you well now... If you didn't have the seal of the Demon King...do you think he would look at you right now?"

"The sweet words are all lying to you...Chu Linyuan...have you forgotten...how this person treated you in the previous life?"

"How can you not avenge the bone removal... Do you want to be dug out by him again?"

Black mist wrapped around Chu Linyuan, the sea of ​​consciousness was split inch by inch, and the cold voice seemed to come from far away.

"The traitor Chu Linyuan, with a wicked mind, was influenced by the demons and committed heinous mistakes... Now the immortal bones will be removed... From then on... I will never enter my blue waters again..."

"The thing I regret the most in this life... is to accept you as a disciple... Canglan's shame... It's too much for the immortal sect... The bones of the immortals have been picked out. In the future, you and I... will have nothing to do with each other."

There was a tearing pain in the dantian, and a sharp pain in the chest. Chu Linyuan's face was pale, and a trace of blood overflowed from his lips.

"No...this life...not..."

Chu Linyuan walked up to the man in the distance. Before the demon cultivator could get close to him, he disappeared in mid-air. His eyes were bloodshot, and he saw the deep red on the man's chest. He bent down and put the man on his back.

There was laughter in his ears, and the sea of ​​consciousness was burning, and it was rolled inch by inch as if he was stirring with a knife. Chu Linyuan's face changed instantly, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You don't want him to hurt... He doesn't necessarily miss you."