Raiders White Moonlight Master

In the black demonic energy, red lights stood stubbornly and unyieldingly around Shan Yuan, protecting him from the evil energy.The phoenix-patterned boots stepped on the ground, Ying Xuan looked at the red line in front of her eyes, and moved it lightly with her fingers.

As if touching the blade of a hair-blowing knife, Ying Xuan's fingertips were cut open.

Feeling the touch of Lord Killing Immortal, Qilin roared.Ye Huo ignited from the Poyan Sword, and Shan Yuan's appearance changed. Black scales appeared on the back of his hands with bulging veins, and the golden pupils of divine beasts appeared in the eye sockets, staring at Ying Xuan.

The scales grew all the way up, protruding from the collar, turning into black gold stone, and finally stopped spreading at the cheekbone of Shan Yuan's right cheek.The scale-covered chest seems to have encountered a natural enemy, and the gorgeous petals turn pale pink.

In the Tiansha formation, Shen Baixing watched the magic flowers withering under his feet. This was a scene he had never seen before, and it was only Ruojian who devoured others.

"If you think this is the case, what can I do to help you?" Immortal Slaughter approached step by step, the spirit of the abyss entangled in him, screaming and rushing towards the red light.

He stretched out his arms, exposing his wrist bones, and saw a black and red silk thread quickly wrapped around the Qilin in Shan Yuan's body.Ying Xuan grabbed the red thread with his bare hands, and the spirit on his body instantly corroded the thread, "I have also mastered the luck of Shenzhou, but it's not really good. It's just that I lost it all of a sudden, and I'm not used to it."

Fingers touched Shan Yuan's forehead, and at this moment, the sky thunder split the formation like a thousand troops.

The sea of ​​consciousness suddenly ached, and the figure of Lord Killing Xian disappeared on Shan Yuan.The consciousness was thrown up and smashed to the ground, and was trampled on before recovering, and the consciousness was completely dead.

"Shan Yuan!"

It was the master who was calling him, Shan Yuan thought, but after all, he couldn't withstand the power of Lord Killer, so he closed his eyes.

The unicorn's neighing stopped, and if it was seen as a prairie fire, the petals were blown by the wind, and the petals spread like crimson clouds to the sky.At the end of the beautiful sea of ​​flowers is a snow-capped mountain, with thin clouds and ice fog shrouding the top of the mountain.

Amidst the sea of ​​clouds, a tree of green leaves and silver flowers swayed in front of the gilt hall with the cold wind of Kunlun Mountain, and the words "Yangguang Temple" were faintly visible in the branches.

The man in black got up from Ruojianhua, and his first gaze fell on the Kunlun Snow Mountain.As soon as I lifted my foot, the colorful fallen flowers gathered on the Changchang Bridge.The man stepped onto the bridge, and everything he saw was as if he could see it, except for the cold snow-capped mountains, which were still white.When he reached the middle of the bridge, Shan Yuan suddenly stopped. He remembered that he had entered the Heaven of Past Rebirth through the red bridge, but he forgot how he saw the Heaven of Past Rebirth this time.

But these are not important, what is important is that there will be his Xiaojiu, his master.The place where the master is is home, and other people don't care. Thinking of this, Shan Yuan quickened his steps, and he couldn't wait to talk to a different kind of master.

The white robe hangs down from the cold stone steps, and half of the bare instep is exposed from under the clothes.A silver-haired man knelt under a big tree with his back facing Shan Yuan. When the man heard footsteps, he turned his head and smiled with light brown eyes, "You're here."

"Master, it's cold on the ground."

He had obviously never spoken to the silver-haired Immortal Yuwei, but the two of them seemed to have known each other for a long time, and they were not as reserved as they were when they met for the first time.

"I'm not afraid of the cold," Shen Baixing said, waving to Shan Yuan, "I've planted this seed for a long time, why doesn't it germinate?"

The purple headband half-tied his hair, and Shen Baixing's hair was very long. When he knelt on the instep of his feet, the silver hair fell to the ground along his thin back.Yuwei with a peerless face raised her face, exuding a holy and flawless aura.

Shan Yuan approached, and the cold wind blew, blowing Shen Baixing's hair onto the back of his hand.The cool feeling was like an itch, Shan Yuan held it with his backhand.

"You man, I asked you to look at the seeds for me, why are you grabbing my hair?"

"The floor is dirty."

Shen Baixing ignored it, and poked the soil away with his fingers to reveal the seeds inside.The thin white fingertips were stained with black mud, which was very eye-catching. He was about to put his hands on his legs when his wrist was held by a big hand.

"Master, your hands are dirty, please wipe them off."

Hearing this, Shen Baixing smiled mischievously, and said, "If you don't tell me why the seeds don't germinate first, you won't let me wipe them with your hands."

Helpless, Shan Yuan could only carefully look at the things in the soil, only to see that the seeds that should be swollen had shriveled and had already dried up to death.What ordinary children know, Yuwei Xianjun, who lives in the past life, doesn't understand. He is like a cub trapped in a cage, untouched by the world, unbelievably clean.

Thinking of this, Shan Yuan felt even more distressed, and said affectionately: "It's already dead, so of course it can't germinate."

Eyelashes fluttered slightly, Shen Baixing lowered his head, full of disappointment, "Is that so, did I raise it to death?"

Facing such a master, how could Shan Yuan say yes, he shook his head: "It's none of the master's business, the disciple will plant another one for you, okay?"

Light brown eyes lit up, "Okay."

With his hand lifted, Shan Yuan took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped off the filth from Shen Baixing's fingertips, with a meticulous expression as if he was repairing a worldly treasure.The pink and neat nails were exposed again, Shen Baixing tilted his head to look at his apprentice, and suddenly said: "You look very good-looking."

"It's not as good-looking as a master."

"Of course." Shen Baixing stood up from the ground, and walked around the big tree barefoot.The clothes made of mist and ice gauze are boundless and noble, and the palm-wide girdle of cloud and mist with dark patterns outlines the waist that cannot be grasped. Shen Baixing spread his arms and stepped on the stone steps.The cold wind blew his wide sleeves, and he closed his eyes enjoying himself.

"Master!" Shan Yuan was frightened, so he couldn't help shouting.

A phantom floated in front of his eyes, and the corner of his clothes slipped away from Shan Yuan's palm, but it was Shen Baixing who tiptoed and flew flat to the tree.Yinhua is shaped like a flying bird. The tree in front of the Yaoguang Hall is very tall and huge. The spiritual light wafts from the stamens, and it spreads towards the Kunlun Snow Mountain with Shen Baixing's movements.

The creatures on the top of the mountain felt the spiritual power of Pu Ze, and they uttered a clear hoof call.

The joy of all creatures was sensed by Shen Baixing. He opened his eyes and glanced at Shan Yuan under the tree, "I'm bored."

"Disciples can relieve the master's boredom, but the premise is that the master comes down from the tree."

Dressed in white clothes, Shen Baixing floated down from the tree, his figure swayed to his apprentice, and the two got very close.

The thick black eyelashes were distinct, falling into Shan Yuan's eyes, he couldn't control his hands like a demon, and gently hugged the master's shoulder.The breath hit Shen Baixing's neck, making the latter look strange, "Why are you hugging me?"

"Master's face is dirty, disciple wipe it off."

Shen Baixing didn't realize that the dirt on his face had nothing to do with the hug. Something brushed his ear, he raised his hand to touch it, and said bluntly, "Did you kiss me?"

Shan Yuan didn't shy away from the other party's gaze, and rubbed his five fingers along the contours of Shen Baixing's face from the back of his snow-white ears, "The disciple likes Master."

In front of the Yaoguang Hall, Shen Baixing was hugged in his arms, and the corner of his mouth was kissed again.He frowned and pushed Shan Yuan away, "Is this how to relieve boredom?"

"No."

"Cheat me, I don't like to play with people who lie to me."

Seeing that Shen Baixing was about to get angry, Shan Yuan couldn't care less about molesting his master, he calmed him very easily.Seeing that the hairband of the latter was loose, Shan Yuan deftly ran his fingers through the hair and tightened it again.

Bo Yun drifted past the front of the hall, and the inside seemed to be filled with the cold air of the snow-capped mountains. The man in white squatted on the ground, holding his face in his hands.He was wearing black boots that were much bigger. It was Shan Yuan who felt that his master was cold, so he took off his shoes and put them on for others.

The pruning bamboos planted in the back garden were cut down and piled up at Shan Yuan's feet. He took out a knife to cut off the branches and leaves, and then split the pillars into thin long pieces.Shan Yuan's hands are very rough, and the bamboo strips are held between his fingers obediently, bending left and right according to his will, gradually forming a circular shape.

Shen Baixing thought it was interesting, picked up a few gourds and wanted to paint gourds, but before he moved a few times, his fingers were scratched by the bamboo sticks, and he gasped.

"It's good for the disciples to come to these things, the master has golden branches and jade leaves, and the hands hurt carefully."

"It's easy for you to do, but why did you get into my hands... Hey! Don't suck my fingers." Before Shen Baixing could finish the previous sentence, the injured finger went into Shan Yuan's mouth.

After the blood on his fingertips was sucked off, Shan Yuan continued his weaving business.

About a quarter of an hour later, a palm-sized ball appeared in Shan Yuan's hand. He tossed it up and said with a smile, "Master, let's play Cuju."

The ball was hooked by Shan Yuan's toes, and then kicked, it flew towards Shen Baixing.Shen Baixing didn't know the first time he played, so he caught it and threw it back.

"Master, you can't use your hands to play Cuju, you have to use your feet." Shan Yuan made a movement, "Exert force like this."

Shen Baixing followed suit, but the first kick failed.After a few rounds, he gradually mastered the trick, and played with Shan Yuan under the tree with a smile on his face.Qingyue's laughter is more pleasing than silver bells, resounding unscrupulously in the past life, with the emotional changes of the past life master, the silver flowers on the tree bloom more and more, and the spiritual power visible to the naked eye radiates from the stamens, like the light of the sun. pour down.

The sound of the breaking wind brushed past his ears, and it seemed that he could not catch it. Shen Baixing put his sleeves into his arms and hugged the ball in his arms, his eyebrows and eyes curved, "I won, I won't kick it anymore."

Almost like a child's coquettish soft words, Shan Yuan smiled and shook his head, "Master is lying."

"Hit me if you have the ability. If you beat me, I will admit defeat."

"The master is invincible, and the disciple is reluctant to fight and dare not fight, but..." Shan Yuan said halfway, taking advantage of the other party's inattention, he rushed towards him, "The disciple will punish the master!"

When Shen Baixing saw someone running over, he started to leave, but he was still a little late.As soon as he turned around, he was hugged by Shan Yuan from behind, and the skin on his waist was scratched lightly. Shen Baixing softened his body instantly, and couldn't breathe from laughing, "Itchy, itchy."

"Master, do you know what's wrong?"

Shen Baixing spoke stiffly, "I'm not wrong."

Shan Yuan added a hand to scratch him in an instant, Shen Baixing could only smile, the ball in his arms rolled to the ground, and was blown by the wind, falling from a high altitude alone.Tears poured out of the phoenix eyes, and the small piece of skin at the end of the eyes was stained red, Shen Baixing hurriedly begged for mercy, "I was wrong, I was wrong, don't scratch it, okay?"

"not good."

"Huh?" The strength on his waist increased, and Shen Baixing turned around in doubt.

With deep eyes fixed on the person in front of him, Shan Yuan lifted the toes of the person firmly off the ground, and said in a low voice: "This disciple's punishment is more than that, this disciple wants to kiss you."

"Okay."

Shen Baixing readily agreed, his eyes turned upside down, and he was hugged and pressed to the ground by Shan Yuan.In the pupils are flying birds and silver flowers, and the green leaves are lush.

"Master, close your eyes."

"I do not want."

Shan Yuan didn't say any more, and caught a glimpse of the other party's purple headband from the corner of his eye, and gently hooked and pulled it away with his fingers, his silver hair spread out.Shen Baixing's vision became dark, and the hair band covered his eyes and did not tie them up.

Shan Yuan kissed Shen Baixing's eyelids through the hairband, then the tip of his nose and mouth.They are entangled in the endless cold air of Kunlun Mountains, lingering in the ears of the mysterious and respected god of death, silver buds emerge from the green leaves, and flowers after full bloom flutter down from the branches and fall under the trees.

After playing cuju, Shen Bai was lucky to eat the marrow to know the taste, so he came again several times with Shan Yuan.After playing Cuju enough, he pestered people to find other ways to relieve boredom.High above the heavens, Yuwei Xianjun, like a little boy, ran amok in the past. They drank a pot of wine and fell asleep together, jumped down from the Yaoguang Temple, and appeared at the foot of Kunlun Mountain in an instant.

The warm sunshine is everywhere, the fragrance of flowers is fragrant, and the flowing water is gurgling.

A kite is floating in the sky, slowly going up and down towards the ground.

"Shan Yuan, come here."

"Master, if you want to run, you can't stand still, and the thread in your hand can't be stretched too tightly, otherwise it will break."

"It turns out that letting the wind out is so important."

"Master, it's not flying the wind, it's flying a kite." Shan Yuan corrected.

Shen Baixing didn't take it seriously, "It's just one more word, listen to me, flying a kite is flying the wind."

As soon as the silk thread was let out, the kite flew out of Laogao.It just so happened that a bird flew from the sky and pecked at the kite stupidly, causing a hole in the paper kite.

Shen Baixing's eyes widened, "Why are you pecking at my kite? I hate it." Seeing the kite flying low, he hurriedly backed up a few steps, trying to let the kite fly back to altitude.

He was blocked behind him, but it was Shen Baixing who crashed into Shan Yuan's arms, his light brown eyes dimmed, and Shen Baixing said: "The kite can't fly anymore."

"It's okay, the disciple will do it for the master again."

The sadness was swept away, Shen Baixing happily put his hands around Shan Yuan's neck, and kissed the latter's side face like a reward.

The sound of baji was just like Shan Yuan's mood at the moment. The days of his death were the happiest time for him, and the master and him fell asleep so intimately that it was enough for Shan Yuan to die without regret.A whisper came from Master's mouth, "Shan Yuan..."

"I am here."

"Single Yuan."

Shan Yuan bowed his head and kissed Shen Baixing, confirming his existence to the other party again.

"Single Yuan."

Master was calling himself again, Shan Yuan answered tirelessly.

"Shan Yuan! Wake up!"

Shan Yuan was puzzled: "I'm sober."

"This is an illusion. If you don't wake up, you will lose your soul."

"Illusion? No, it's real. Master, you are still in my arms."

The sun was suddenly dazzling, the snow on Kunlun Mountains melted, and the passing spirit beast fairy grass turned into red petals.A high-pitched cry came from the sky, but it was a phoenix swooping down, spreading its golden wings, and the billowing heat wave drove away the coldness of the past life.

The huge wings whipped up strong winds, and the frosty vegetation seemed to be washed away by the crimson color, and the branches on the top of the mountain collapsed and withered, and Kunlun Mountain turned red.The phoenix hovered in the air, and Shen Baixing stood in the sea of ​​flowers with a blue shirt stained with blood and Wanggui in his hand.

"Master?"

"Go back with me."

"If the disciple does not go back, the disciple must guard the master here."

Shen Baixing coughed suddenly, staggered and couldn't stand upright with his hands on the ground, bright red blood flowed from his fingers.He coughed so badly that his whole body was shaking, and his pale skin was flushed from it.Shen Baixing said intermittently: "You don't go... The soul is wrapped in the illusion, and Ying Xuan can swallow you and completely swallow you. Listen..." Shen Baixing sucked the poison from Ah Shui into his body, and Shen Baixing hadn't had time to dissolve it yet. Encountering an apprentice's life in danger, the result of forcefully tearing away the illusion is that the body is extremely overwhelmed.

There were still wounds on his body that had been corroded by demonic energy, and his heart and lungs throbbed when he talked too much, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood from his throat.Warm blood was sprinkled on Ruojian Hua, Shen Baixing continued: "Listen to the teacher and go back."

Shan Yuan was puzzled: "The disciple is very happy with the master here, and doesn't want to go back."

"That's right, you have been planted by Ying Xuan. If you see it, you think you are a teacher when you are in love with the air, and your brain is not normal, and your emotions are not normal." Shen Baixing said sarcastically, he stood up slowly holding the long sword , the footsteps moved to the front of the apprentice, and the pale and weak face could be seen at a glance.

Just at this moment, the "Master" in his arms whispered softly, and pulled Shan Yuan back to the Hall of Light.Shan Yuan tenderly touched the top of "Master"'s head, and said: "I will make another kite later, Master, don't be sad."

Seeing this, Shen Baixing narrowed his eyes, "Blind bastard, I can't recognize you standing in front of you in person."

"You are not the master, the master is in my arms." Shan Yuan insisted on his own opinion, seeing Shen Baixing's unkind expression, he became wary, "Don't lie to me, this is in Kunlun Mountain, the master has white hair and white clothes. I think you are a villain who sneaked in, if you don't leave and pretend to be my master, don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword."

Burning as if seeing straight to the sky, beyond sight at a glance, in the quiet fragrance of flowers, Shan Yuan turned around with his arms around a cloud of air.

Under the sky, the phoenix screamed, and saw its owner about to kneel down, so it flew over quickly, but it forgot that it had no body, so it could only watch Shen Baixing fall.

The last time Shen Baixing was in this embarrassment was when he was fighting with Ying Xuan. He watched Shan Yuan walk towards the most filthy and evil place in the illusion, and sighed: "My apprentice is really a sinner."

The phoenix hovered over Shen Baixing's shoulder, rubbing its head against its master.

"But...Even the evil is still my apprentice. My people, without my permission, can't die." Shen Baixing wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, flattened his body and lay on the ground, stroking the feathers of the phoenix, "This time, It's going to tire you out again."

Phoenix tweeted, and Shen Baixing closed his eyes.

A warm white halo emanated from Shen Baixing's body, covering it together with the phoenix.Tsing Yi and black hair all melted into the light and shadow, and wherever the light and shadow went, it seemed to turn into fly ash.

Shan Yuan, who was walking in the sea of ​​flowers, suddenly turned his head, and saw a tree of green leaves and silver flowers spreading out in the white light, covering the sky and the sun and growing endlessly.The first silver flower fell on Shan Yuan's palm, it was the same thing, but Shan Yuan felt something was different.Little by little, the upright and awe-inspiring young general knelt on one knee under the night sky to worship his teacher.

At that time, Song Liuyan and others who were still inside the door saw the filthy demonic energy trapping Shan Yuan dispelled by the white light, and asked in surprise, "Elder brother, what is this?"

"...Great Purification Technique."

The green leaves and silver flowers opened up the darkness, and the phoenix flew out of the tree and broke open the door suspended in the air.

The darkness dissipated, revealing Shan Yuan lying on the ground, the unicorn roared and became one with Shan Yuan.

Killing Xianjun's robe was burned by the purification technique, and said: "Yuwei, Shan Yuan will not recover." As he said that, his figure disappeared and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

At the same time, the Liuli Secret Realm fell apart.The falling flowers are colorful, and the green leaves and silver flowers are in full bloom, which is seen by the people far away in Tianqi City, and the petals float into the city with the wind.

The streets and alleys are full of white bird petals, and the beaten children standing in the yard, seeing the bamboo stick behind them still not falling, sobbed and shouted timidly, "Daddy?"

But when he saw his drunk father burst into tears, he threw away the bamboo stick and hugged him, tremblingly repenting: "Daddy is wrong, daddy shouldn't hit you."