Inscription of Different Cases

"It's you?!"

"Yes, it's me." Anger, unwillingness, and resentment were all entangled together, making Master Han's face distorted horribly, "I want you to pay back everything you have brought me!"

Han Lang and He Yijiu had almost no time to react. Everything that happened before them was as short and abrupt as a dream.A figure dressed as a celestial master appeared on the towering wooden platform. They didn't even have time to think about why Master Han appeared here, and what these disciples of the barren mountains who were willing to follow him were going to do. Cracked eardrum--

"Fighting God Xuanfeng Gust!"

Han Lang only remembered to hold He Yijiu's hand tightly.

In the middle of the sky, the bright moonlight cut people's faces like a knife.At the same time, the surrounding wooden platforms also began to glow, so white that it was almost dazzling, like a holy and pure flame, which attracted the surprise of the onlookers.He Yijiu pulled Han Lang back, the expression on his face became paler than the wall.However, they had no way to escape. This terrifying light crawled on the ground like a poisonous snake, so fast that it was almost invisible.The horrific scene has made their blood run cold, they can only look at each other in despair, close their eyes, and then open them again.

"It's really bad luck this time..."

Han Lang heard He Yijiu say that.

There was another quick grin, and Master Han grinned, revealing his pale teeth like a hungry wolf.King Xian was also smiling, with the corners of his mouth curled up, smiling calmly.The onlookers were also laughing, expectant smiles, maybe the Xian Wang had reminded them a long time ago that they had already calmed down, as if they were gathered around the street to watch the performance of the barbarians from the Western Regions, wanting to watch them swallow their swords into their stomachs, or Spewing fire from his mouth, and then clicking his tongue in admiration, became a good topic of conversation after dinner.

Even the guards were laughing, and the former Huangshanliu disciple who was chanting the mantra was laughing too, so strangely, hissing breath.Only Han Lang and He Yijiu couldn't laugh, they were cold all over, but there was still a slight warmth in the hands that were holding each other.

He felt He Yijiu's hand tighten: "Don't be afraid later, I can hold on."

Hold on, hold on to what?

"I won't hurt you."

Why do you want to hurt me?

Han Lang didn't have time to think at all, he thought he should say something to He Yijiu, but it was already too late.Strips of dazzling flames gradually lit up on the ground close to the feet, forming a formation.Then, the light surged, and the palace of Xian Wang, which was soaked in the night, was instantly as bright as day.The white brilliance rolled and squirmed like a poisonous snake, and suddenly his eyes blurred, and the people around him flew forward, pushing him back hard!

"He Yijiu!"

Those poisonous snakes, those poisonous snakes that can break open the skin and tear the throat in an instant, spread all over He Yijiu's body in the blink of an eye.However, He Yijiu didn't fall down, Han Lang rushed forward like crazy, and drew out his sword in a panic to save He Yijiu, then he yanked it but only tore the other's clothes, and then reached out to touch, He was stunned.

What he touched was not human skin.

In that instant, there was also light coming from behind, and the world in front of him instantly became bright white.It wasn't until this moment that he realized the effect of the God of Fighting Xuanfeng Gust. Was Xian Wang going to let him show his original shape, and then justifiably annihilate him in one fell swoop?

How could he be allowed to--

Han Lang struggled vigorously, but the resistance at this time had completely turned into a foolish and futile action. His mind was completely confused, he could only feel the buzzing in his ears, and his whole body was scalding like a flame.He subconsciously touched his face, and it was cold to the touch, like cold iron.There was no flesh on his face, but white bones, the original body of his most shady falcon.

Must stop, stop--

However, he couldn't stop, as if falling from a high altitude, he couldn't control himself.He really wanted to reach out his hand to make sure, and squeezed his eyes hard to bring back his vision, but there was a solid wall between his mind and his body.He couldn't even feel the passage of time, he couldn't tell how long he had been trapped, or whether he was a living person or just the dust of decay that had been scattered all over the floor.

The white light dissipated, causing an uproar in the audience.Those nervous gazes and pointing fingers all turned into countless sharp knives.The tip pointed directly at Han Lang who was at a loss, and just cut open his flesh and blood, reaching the internal organs.Han Lang stumbled back in embarrassment, his hair fell down to cover his face, he pushed it away with his hands, and found that there were only bones left in his palm.He couldn't care about anything else, and his first thought was to find He Yijiu.What kind of expression will the other party make when they see this appearance of themselves, will they panic, or will they be surprised?

However, He Yijiu disappeared.

There was only a white tiger standing beside him, a very tall white tiger whose body had already surpassed Han Lang's head.Baihu's eyes were blue, and he opened them motionlessly, looking at Han Lang motionlessly.The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and time and space seemed to be static, and it lasted for many years.The noisy discussion of the people, the smile of the virtuous king, and the orders of Master Han, everything was far away from the outside, no matter how difficult it is to touch.

The white tiger walked towards Han Lang slowly, its sharp teeth were only a few inches away from his throat, but its warm and moist tongue stretched out, and gently licked around Han Lang's face.This action was like a crisp bell, lightly ringing something in Han Lang's heart.

In just this moment, Han Lang actually calmed down. He was surprised that he didn't know where the calmness came from.

"Why - didn't you go crazy?" They heard Master Han's angry voice, "Forget it, just kill them!"

And the virtuous king shouted unhurriedly: "This celestial master will subdue the evildoers for us. Don't be afraid, my lords, just watch quietly."

Following Master Han's order, the chanting sound like flowing water suddenly changed its rhythm, the white light covering the sky instantly turned blood red, and the terrifying hell red lotus rushed to the center, sealing their space. retreat.In an instant, the heat wave was overwhelming, and the flames surrounded them like a pack of wolves, and even hissed and licked their feet.

Suddenly Han Lang's body lightened, and he was picked up by the white tiger and thrown onto his back.

The fall made him dizzy, and his body sank into the thick fur, eating a mouthful of hair.Just as he got up, there was another round of dizziness, and the white tiger jumped out of the fire directly. The flames wrapped around his limbs like ropes, and the smell of burnt flesh spread out.With a roar, the white tiger was as quick as lightning, and it broke free from the restraints.

"Brave beast!" Master Han roared again, raising his hands, and the talisman instantly turned into a ghost-riding beast and rushed straight at him.However, he forgot that Han Lang was still on the white tiger's back, and he had recovered from the shock at this moment, and immediately plunged into the fierce battle.He didn't completely transform the demon, but the power of the falcon bird still remained. He shouted loudly, his sleeves fluttered, and Feng Buyan's sword was filled with black flames, tearing the ghost apart like a gust of wind and rain, and the fragments did not dissipate. Instead, it was tightly wrapped by the life-like black flame and sucked into the body.

The next moment, Hei Yan returned to Han Lang's body, as well-behaved as a pet.

Only then did Master Han panic. He fell under the hands of these two people once, and it seems that he will fall down a second time.The onlookers also faintly sensed that something was wrong, the Xian Wang withdrew the smile on his face, and was looking at the invincible one man and one tiger with complicated expressions.Everything was just in a flash, the flames burning all over the sky couldn't stop them, and neither could Master Han's ghost control.The white tiger's running posture is so calm and light, like an iron hoof that crushes everything, a pair of blue eyes are full of fierce light, and in the blink of an eye, he has come to Master Han.

"You, you bastard—"

Master Han's voice was stuck in the air, and the ghost controller he summoned was defeated by Han Lang like a piece of paper. This time, no Qinglian could protect him anymore.

The dripping blood sprayed out amidst the terrifying chewing sound, rising into the sky like fireworks.Baihu opened his mouth, and a broken head rolled to the ground. Master Han's body fell down like a sack, and his neck, which was already empty, was still sprayed with blood like pulp.Everyone was stunned, the huge shadow of the white tiger covered the ground, and at this moment, a crescent moon happened to hang on the opposite eaves.The onlookers saw the bright moonlight from behind the white tiger, and the brilliance against the raging flames made it impossible to look at each other.

There was a deafening roar of the tiger, the ground trembled, the resident birds were startled, and everyone in the capital was awakened from their sleep with surprise on their faces.

It wasn't until the white tiger carried Han Lang across Master Han's body and walked in front of many guests that they had time to shout: "What's going on? Killed, killed—"

The crowd was chaotic and seemed caught off guard, but the wise king was still rational, and the guards still remembered their responsibilities.Layers of iron spears blocked the white tiger in front, and the commander of the guards steadied his mind and shouted: "The bold evildoer disturbs Your Highness, be sure to kill him!"

The white tiger roared again, stepped on the ground and took two steps back irritably, as if he was thinking.His two roars even alarmed the guards in the city. There were footsteps coming and going outside the mansion. The originally quiet street was brightly lit again. Countless residents ran out of their houses and stood on the street in panic, looking around blankly.

It cannot be delayed any longer.Han Lang tightly grabbed the hair on the back of the white tiger's neck, and shouted, "Retreat first!"

Baihu responded immediately, stepped back half a step, and jumped.He smashed through the trees and rockery in the courtyard, and the fallen sandstone and flying smoke temporarily blocked the guards' footsteps. Just as they were about to escape from the Xianwang Mansion, Han Lang suddenly heard a steady call from behind: "Mr. Han. "

It was the voice of the virtuous king, Han Lang turned his head on the white tiger's back, his face was still boneless, this turn made all the guests gasp in fright.

The Xian Wang only said leisurely: "I still won this round."

Nearly half of the residents in the capital witnessed the white tiger galloping out.

He smashed open the gate and smashed through the obstacles. His body was as light as a cat, but he possessed the destructive power of a tiger itself.Wherever it went, sand, stone and broken wood splashed all over the ground, and people screamed again and again.Han Lang was thrown on his back so dizzy that he nearly fell down several times.

After leaving the city, the white tiger ran much more smoothly.Han Lang had gradually recovered his human body during this process, but felt that his whole body was soaked in sweat, exhausted, and almost fainted.Even now, he is still amazed at his own calm.Perhaps too many things happened in one instant, and he accepted the fact almost dumbly - He Yijiu is not a human being, but a monster just like him.

He simply didn't know what to do. At this moment, this fact was still hanging in his heart, and it was like an electric shock to touch it, which made him tremble.

He changed his posture, tilted his head back tiredly, and his feet dangled danglingly on both sides of the white tiger's back.The warm fur of the white tiger wrapped him like warm water, which was very comforting.The white tiger was running very steadily now, which made him a little sleepy.But it was far from the time to rest, he rubbed the other party's neck with his hands, and said, "Where are we going?"

"I don't know," He Yijiu's voice came steadily, "How far can I go?"

It fell silent again, only the sharp metal-like sound of the wind was left, whistling past the ears.There are no man-made buildings in sight, only dense branches and leaves.Flowing moonlight leaked from the gaps in the large and small leaves, hitting him head and face.He subconsciously gathered his clothes together and shivered.

He didn't know what kind of mood he was in, just like his current vision, the front was at a loss, and he couldn't see the way.But he felt as if he didn't care about anything anymore, and his mood was very empty, so empty that he had nothing, and he was swaying freely in the wind, and there was no moment for him to land again.

It turns out that this is the feeling of despair, everything is over, has fallen to the bottom, and there is no way to turn around, but it seems that it is not as terrible as it was originally thought.

With a move of his hand, it touched the soft fur again. He simply buried his face in it, closed his eyes, and deeply felt this unprecedented experience.

So He Yijiu is also a demon?

When this thought came out, his heart trembled again, and there was an inexplicable feeling, crisp and astringent.From the moment he knew his life experience, he fell into a lonely darkness. Although there were people passing by and occasional lights to dispel the cold, he still felt dazed and helpless.Until this moment, someone suddenly tore through the last barrier and stood beside him.

Fortunately, he had carefully concealed it for so long before.

"I think..." Han Lang sighed.

"what?"

"I am such a worrying fool."

The meaning of what he said was somewhat unclear, but he knew that the other party must have understood.

Sure enough, He Yijiu responded, "Me too."

Han Lang started laughing, giggling like a fool, tears came out at some point, and was wiped away hastily by him.The capital city in the distance is brightly lit, and the voices of people one after another can still be vaguely heard.According to their way of making trouble tonight, it is estimated that even the Imperial Guards were alarmed.

Han Lang laughed even harder, and even his stomach began to twitch.Amidst his nervous laughter, He Yijiu finally stopped. He turned over and stood back on the ground. He Yijiu turned into a human body in front of him, walked towards him slowly, and slowly touched him with his hands. face, then roughly pulled his chin, and bit his lip hard.

This time, they really turned into two desperate beasts.As if remaining after a catastrophe, as if giving up on themselves, they bit each other like crazy, entangled like crazy, and collided like crazy.The soil and fallen leaves abraded the skin, but more and more awakened the most primitive animal nature.Even the cold night wind couldn't dissipate the scorching heat in his body, Han Lang heard the heavy panting in his throat, mixed with the other party, it was difficult to distinguish each other.

There has never been such an intense affair, as if he had already died once, and all shame and self-esteem have been thrown away.At the moment when it was over, Han Lang felt his face was wet, and when he wiped it with his hand, it was full of tears.

He Yijiu hugged him quietly and let out a soft sigh.