not repeating the same mistakes for you

This time, the Shadow Pattern Wolf was completely irritated by Su Yao. It showed its terrifying fangs, and its beast eyes fixed Su Yao firmly.

It changed its mind, it wanted to kill the person who got in the way first!

Finding the right timing, its strong hind legs kicked the ground suddenly, and the whole body rushed over like a sharp arrow off the string.

The ghost king can subdue thousands of ghosts, pacify ghost cities, and build ghost cities. Naturally, his strength cannot be underestimated.

Now, any power in the world would be afraid to hear the ghost king Su Yao's name.

Although this shadow-striped wolf is not weak, it is an evil spirit beast and lacks human wisdom.

Facing such a powerful opponent as Su Yao, it is difficult for it to get benefits.

Their fight was very fierce, and each move was not only as fast as lightning, but also very destructive. The place with dense vegetation was leveled in a short while.

It has been a long time since Wang Yougu made such a big commotion. Feeling this terrifying power, the other evil spirit beasts all retreated consciously, not daring to join in the fun.

Are you kidding, aren't they here just to court death?

In the current situation, Su Yao still has an absolute advantage, but as the fighting time prolongs, his physical strength will be consumed more and more, and his speed will gradually slow down.

Although the Shadowstripe Wolf lacks brains, he has great physical strength. If it is delayed for too long, the situation may be reversed.

Bai Luofei took a quick look at the situation on Su Yao's side, making sure that he could still handle it, so he concentrated on picking the lark grass.

The lark grass was already within his reach.

He first planed the weeds around, and then slowly stretched his hand to the root of the lark grass, ready to uproot it.

It was at this time that the vision suddenly appeared!

"Hmm!" Bai Luo suddenly felt a strong suction force, and his eyes went black.

Distracted by Bai Luo's exclamation, Su Yao's dodging movement slowed down for a moment.

The most taboo thing in battle is distraction.

The shadow-striped wolf immediately caught Su Yao's opening at this moment, and scratched Su Yao's abdomen fiercely with his sharp claws.

The sound of cloth and flesh being torn apart was extremely clear, and blood splashed out, soaking Su Yao's black robe even deeper.

He clicked his tongue lightly, and took two consecutive steps back before slowly standing still.

Looking at the cliff, Bai Luo and Bailingcao disappeared. Su Yao frowned, guessing that the Bailingcao had spirituality and brought people into some kind of enchantment.

It seems that to get the lark grass, you have to break this enchantment.

But before that...he had to get rid of this difficult bastard in front of him.

Although the blood from the wound had been slowly stopped by the spiritual power in his body, the residual bloody smell in the air and the tearing pain in his abdomen still stimulated Su Yao's nerves.

It might be because of Bai Luo's absence, he looks much scarier now than before, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he has changed.

If the shadow-striped wolf was still proud of hurting Su Yao just now, now it has only one thought left when it looks at Su Yao.

escape!

Su Yao bent his knuckles and slowly wiped away the blood overflowing from the corners of his lips. At the same time, the folding fan in his hand swirled out, cutting off the shadow wolf's retreat neatly.

"What?" Su Yao curled his lips into a smile, "Now you know how to be afraid?"

Bai Luo didn't know what was going on outside at all. After he was sucked into this barrier, there was always a thick black mist in front of his eyes, and he couldn't see anything.

"Ah Yao?" He tried to call Su Yao's name, but he couldn't even hear his own voice.

Suddenly, with a clear tearing sound, the darkness in front of Bai Luo's eyes seemed to be torn apart, and the light came in bit by bit, and the surrounding scene gradually became clear...

Seeing where he was, Bai Luo was stunned for a moment. After observing for a long time, he said uncertainly, "Is this... a ghost market?"

It's no wonder he couldn't recognize it, it was indeed very different from the ghost market in his memory.

The ground under their feet was almost completely soaked in blood, exuding a stench, making it impossible for people to set foot on it.

All kinds of evil spirits are mixed on the long street, and the resentful spirits grow wantonly here, and the constant cries and shouts make people shudder.

As for the group of cute little ghosts in his memory, they are all the targets of being bullied by the evil ghosts at this time, and they can only survive cautiously.

It was a ghost city he had never seen before.

"Why am I here? Where is the lark grass?" Bai Luo was very puzzled.

This place should be just an illusion, and the evil spirits around him couldn't notice him.

Although he was safe for the time being, he didn't want to stay in such a ghostly place for a moment, he just wanted to get out quickly.

Bai Luo tried to walk along the street, but found that the long street seemed endless.

Just when he was about to try to see if he could go out from another place, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air on this chaotic street.

The man almost fell from mid-air, and made a lot of noise when he landed on the ground.

The evil ghosts in the ghost city seemed to have sensed something at this moment, and turned their heads to look at that person in unison.

All kinds of shouts stopped strangely, and the whole ghost city became terribly quiet all of a sudden.

Just when Bai Luo wondered if that person fell to his death, the injured boy suddenly moved.

The loose black hair covered his eyes, he struggled to get up from the ground, barely supported his body and stood slowly in the long street.

The strong smell of blood on his body is attracting the evil spirits to approach him step by step, and the shadow of death is like an impenetrable net, enveloping him calmly.

Bai Luo was startled when he saw it, but the boy suddenly curled his lips, as if he was smiling.

When he smiled, Bai Luo's blood seemed to freeze instantly.

He seemed to recognize that this boy was none other than Su Yao.

It was Su Yao who was pushed into the "gate of death" by him back then.

A chill ran through his limbs from the bottom of his heart, and Bai Luo suddenly couldn't tell whether this was the so-called illusion...or Su Yao's own memory?

At the moment when Su Yao hooked his lips, the evil spirits seemed to have received some signal, their originally slow movements suddenly accelerated, and they scrambled towards Su Yao, trying to tear him apart and eat him.

A living person who entered a ghost market is like a lamb that fell into a wolf's den, not to mention that Su Yao at that time was still covered in wounds and had no strength to fight back.

The color of blood soon splashed in big flowers in front of Bai Luo's eyes...

"Ah Yao? Ah Yao!!!"

Bai Luo ran towards him as if he had just woken up from a dream, trying to protect him in his arms, but he went straight through his body and missed.

The boy bit his lips until blood oozes, but he still couldn't help moaning, his mouth was full of bloody smell.

He thought vaguely, it's almost over, it's almost over...

Although these suppressed muffled groans were quickly covered up by the evil spirits, Bai Luo still heard them.

The last rational string in my mind was completely snapped at this moment.

"Go away! Go away, everyone!"

"Don't touch him! Go away! Go to hell!"

……

Holding the long sword in his hand, Bai Luo began to frantically attack the evil spirits around the boy.

However, he seemed to be separated from this world, no matter how he attacked, the evil spirits were not disturbed in any way.

"Go, go away! Don't... touch him."

Bai Luo's voice was already hoarse, but it still didn't help. On the contrary, he had exhausted his spiritual power and was almost backlashed.

At some point, there were already two tear stains on Bai Luo's face.

He hates it.

Why doesn't he even have the ability to protect the one he loves?

He really hated himself for being so powerless.

The long sword fell from his hand, and Bai Luo fell to his knees powerlessly, as if his last ounce of strength was finally taken away.

"Ah Yao..." He hugged his head with both hands in pain, and couldn't bear to watch any more.

If only he had known sooner.

Knowing that there is no such thing as "death is life", knowing my feelings for Su Yao, knowing...

How he wished that the person who was pushed into the ghost city was himself.

But it's too late to say anything now.

"Alo? Alo? What's wrong with you?"

It was Su Yao's voice, Su Yao was calling his name.

Bai Luo raised his head in a daze, and his eyes fell in front of him.

The group of evil spirits had all disappeared at some point, only Su Yao, who was still a boy, stood there alone, looking at him suspiciously.

"Ah Yao, I'm sorry." Bai Luo said hoarsely.

The young Su Yao didn't care much, he shook his head and said softly, "I don't blame you."

Maybe he hated it before, but now it's different, he already knows it all.

He still loves the person named Bai Luo in front of him deeply as always, this can't be regarded as repeating the same mistakes.

Thinking about it, his brows and eyes were slightly curved, his eyes seemed to be filled with tiny stars, and there was a warm smile on the corner of his mouth.

His body began to become transparent, turning into countless small golden dots and gradually dissipating, replaced by the Su Yao that Bai Luo was familiar with now.

He walked through the phantom of himself in his youth, and slowly walked towards Bai Luo from a distance against the light.

Although he suffered some injuries, Su Yao's steps were still steady. With a faint smile in his eyes, he slowly walked up to Bai Luo.

The illusion gradually disintegrated as Su Yao approached, and a lark grass also appeared in Bai Luo's arms.

Su Yao stretched out his hand to him and said with a smile, "Let's go, we're going back."

Just as Bai Luo covered his hand, Su Yao held it tightly.

Fingers intertwined, the warmth of the palms spread along the two skins touching each other little by little, like the warm sun in early spring slowly melting away the flying snow on the eaves.

Miraculously, Bai Luo's heart calmed down.

"Well, let's go back together."

He will never let go of Su Yao's hand easily again.

Unexpectedly, the two found the lark grass so quickly and came back smoothly. Chu Yunxiao was overjoyed and immediately sent someone to start developing the antidote.

With the antidote, the toxin in Chu Yejing's body was finally cured, and her physical condition improved a lot, so she just needed to rest.

After settling down a matter on his mind, Chu Yunxiao's usually tightly frowned brows finally relaxed a bit, and he even smiled occasionally when dealing with sect affairs.

His father is fine, and the only thing he needs to worry about next is the funeral banquet of the Meng family in a few days.

The author has something to say: Su Yao: Being deeply in love as always is not repeating the same mistakes.