The white moonlight dressed as the Demon Sword Sovereign

It was still dark when Chu Yiyang disappeared, but when he came back, the sky had already seen morning light.

He rushed towards the main hall with the body of a cat, his feet slipped, and he almost fell out at the corner, but he rushed to the door of the bedroom with the fastest speed.

He was so eager to come back because he was worried that if he disappeared suddenly, the balance that maintained Beitang's sobriety would be broken, and he would directly fall into madness.

The semi-big cat with ice-blue eyes and white and voluptuous hair rushed to the door of the bedroom like a cloud, and saw the first ray of sunlight in the morning just shining on the floor.

Chu Yiyang stopped.

The doors and windows of the sleeping hall have been opened, and the figure of Beitang Han Ye is standing in front of the screen.

……

Seven Emotions Valley, a quiet courtyard on the north side.

The moonlight shines down from among the bamboo forests, casting a patch of stagnant water on the ground, emptiness and criss-crossing algae.

Sword Master Beitang stayed here, because of the order of the Seven Emotions Valley Master, no one was left to serve in the courtyard, and the guards who were patrolling around the courtyard were also withdrawn, so as not to disturb the people in the courtyard.

The courtyard was lit, and the figure of Beitang Han Ye was reflected on the window, as if he was standing in front of another window not covered by the bamboo forest, admiring the moonlight tonight.

However, there was another person standing in the room.

He was wearing a mask, covering his face, and the light fell on him, but failed to cast another shadow on the window paper.

Standing opposite him, the Beitang cold night was like daytime, still wearing a luxurious purple robe. The lines on the robe seemed to be dried blood, or black mist.

There was no expression on his handsome face, and his eyes did not fall on the person opposite. There was a void in his eyes, as if only the body was there, and the spirit was trapped in a certain dream.

In the air, there are colorless silk threads thinner than hair reflecting countless rays of light. One end of these thin threads is pierced into the flesh and blood of Zishan Sword Master, and the other end extends to the hands of the mysterious man wearing a mask.

On his right hand, he was wearing a pale gold glove.

……

in a dream.

As if hearing his footsteps, Zishan Jianzun turned his head sideways, looked at the cat squatting at the door, and his eyes met across the air.

"came back?"

Beitang Hanye asked calmly, as if the cat beside him last night didn't disappear out of thin air, but went out to play around.

Chu Yiyang looked at him, gave him a "meow" cautiously, then walked forward, crossed the high threshold and entered.

The cat put away its paws and walked on the wooden floor without making the slightest sound. He wagged his tail slightly and came to Beitang Hanye, looking up at him.

It was the feeling that something was wrong again, Chu Yiyang thought.

The dream continued, indicating that Beitang hadn't fallen asleep here, and he should have known about his sudden disappearance.

The fluffy cat walked around him, brushing against the rich robe.

The cat is gone, and he has been staying here all the time, doesn't he have any intention of going out to look for it?

Chu Yiyang became suspicious.

But Beitang Hanye, who had no doubts about his disappearance and reappearance, bent down and picked him up, and led him to the table where breakfast was already set.

The breakfast on the table was steaming hot, Chu Yiyang glanced at it, and finally it was some normal food, no sour grapes appeared again.

He was placed on the table with a plate in front of him, Beitang Hanye put a piece of fish in front of him, Chu Yiyang went up to smell it, and then accepted the feeding.

Kunlun Jianzong's diet has always been good, whether it is in Beitang Hanye's dream, or when he came to the succession ceremony.

Chu Yiyang not only ate half a piece of braised fish in the dream, but also tasted the dessert with the cat's tongue, and then ended the breakfast shared with Beitang Hanye.

Even in the dream, Beitang Hanye didn't eat very much, mainly serving the cat who ran out all night and came back again.

Without Chu Yiyang studying how to wash his face with his paws, the person sitting next to him has already taken a handkerchief and wiped his mouth clean, and then removed the rest of the table and the dirty handkerchief with a single thought go down.

Chu Yiyang jumped off the table, took advantage of the height difference between the stool and the ground, kicked on the round stool, and landed on the ground smoothly.

Originally, after finishing his meal, he planned to get down to business, but he heard a soft bell ringing in the air.

Maomao's ears moved suddenly, and she looked up towards the direction of the ringtone, and saw an aniseed hydrangea ball appearing in Zishan Jianzun's hand.

The ball is exquisite in workmanship and beautiful in color. There are thin bells hanging from the eight corners, and the sound they make does not make the cat feel harsh.

Chu Yiyang's eyes fixed on this small ball, completely attracted by it.

Beitang Hanye injected a little spiritual power into it, threw it forward, and the little ball floated up.

The hydrangea came unsteadily in front of Chu Yiyang, circled around his head, and the beautiful cat suddenly stretched out its paws and poked towards it.

As soon as the small octagonal bell rang, the ball infused with spiritual power was plucked aside, and the cat covered in fluff like a cloud immediately rushed over swiftly!

In the empty and cold dormitory, small bells rang continuously.

When Chu Yiyang came to his senses, he was already lying on the ground, hugging the little ball he had finally grasped with his four limbs, and biting the bell hanging on it with his teeth.

"..."

There are so many animals in the world, why are cats!

Chu Yiyang maintained the posture of lying on the floor, gave up on himself for a moment, and then turned to look at Beitang Hanye.

But I saw him standing behind the desk, painting under the sunlight.

Chu Yiyang saw him holding a murderous sword and touching flowers and trees, but this was the first time he saw him holding a paintbrush.

As soon as the cat's claws were loosened, the ball he was holding floated up again. The cat with beautiful blue eyes stood up and walked towards the person behind the table.

The little ball infused with spiritual power followed behind him as if he had clicked to follow.

The small bells made when going up and down are like those made by a cat walking.

Chu Yiyang came to the desk, and the octagonal hydrangea stopped beside him. His blue eyes seemed to be hiding the sea of ​​stars to measure the distance between the desk and the ground. Then, with his hind paws gaining momentum, he jumped onto the desk lightly with all his strength. .

He was curious about what Beitang Hanye was drawing, so he tilted his head and walked around the paperweight on the table, and walked in front of Zishan Jianzun, looking at the things drawn on the drawing paper from his perspective.

Beitang Hanye looked at the cat jumping onto the table and the aniseed hydrangea leisurely following it, saw the back of the furry head facing him, and moved his ears slightly, as if he was distinguishing the drawing on the paper. What is it.

This is... him?

Chu Yiyang looked at the cat playing with the hydrangea with four paws on the screen, what he looked like on the ground just now is what he looked like on Beitang Hanye's drawing paper.

Whether it's his hair, those eyes, or the detailed movements of tilting his head to bite the hydrangea, all were captured by the people standing here and painted on the painting.

Anyone who reads it can see the cat's owner's love for him poured into this painting.

I like him so much, but he disappeared last night and didn't come out to look for him.

Thinking about it, Chu Yiyang turned around in front of Beitang Hanye, wanting to see his face, but at this moment there was a voice from outside.

He was immediately attracted again, and looked out from the open window.

I saw faint figures appearing on the corridor, and it was those sweeping disciples who came again.

In it, Chu Yiyang saw the young man who carried him yesterday.

So he passed Beitang Hanye's hand, wanting to go over to see if the Kunlun Peak in this dream is not the same, and the people and things that appear every day are the same.

His tail swept across the back of Beitang Hanye's hand, leaving Zishan Sword Master with a slight itchy feeling.

Beitang Hanye saw that his cat was attracted by the movement outside again, and walked to the window, as if wanting to go out, he only raised his hand to change a piece of drawing paper.

"If you want to go out and play, just go."

Chu Yiyang's ears trembled, and he heard Beitang Hanye's voice, he squatted in front of the window and turned his head to look at him, and saw Zishan Jianzun had already drawn a new piece of paper and moistened ink on the inkstone.

The furry side face of Maomao looks round and cute under the skylight, and every fluff is clearly visible.

"Snowing."

"It's snowing again."

A girl's voice came from outside.

A little snowflake drifted in from the window and landed on the cat's pink nose, making his nose itch again.

When Beitang Hanye raised his eyes, he saw him sitting at the corner of the desk raising his paws, trying to reach the little snowflakes on the tip of his nose.

With a thought in Jian Zun's mind, the snowflake turned into a white butterfly and flew up in the blue cat's eyes.

Chu Yiyang's paw stopped in mid-air for a second, and then the whole cat went crazy again!

Chasing the butterfly, he jumped from the table to the ground, and ran wildly around the table. The little ball infused with spiritual power followed behind him with a jingle.

Amidst the thin ringing of the bell, he seized the opportunity to pat down the butterfly flying in mid-air with his paw, and then carefully moved his paw away—what was left on the ground was not the dead body of the butterfly, but a bit of melted Snow.

Chu Yiyang: "..."

Based on his performance of chasing butterflies just now, Beitang Hanye has already drawn a second picture of fluttering butterflies on the paper, and said to him without raising his head: "Go and play, come back early."

Chu Yiyang stood up straight, thinking that you are talking to the cat like this, how can you be sure that I will understand?

But he had other ideas.

Beitang Hanye injected spiritual power into the hydrangea, making the hydrangea follow him all the time, so that as soon as the bell rang, he would know where the cat was.

However, he didn't hear the bell and left, but walked closer and closer to himself, and then there was a pulling force from the corner of the robe.

Zishan Jianzun looked down and saw his cat biting the corner of his robe, pulling him hard, as if trying to pull him out.

The pen in his hand paused, the ink fell on the paper, and it fainted immediately.

Although the half-sized cat biting his robe couldn't move him, it was persistent, as if determined to let him go out with him.

Beitang Hanye looked at it for a while, finally put down the brush, and picked up the cat that was biting his robe.

Sensing the familiar force, Chu Yiyang let go of his mouth, watching the little hydrangea float up along with it, and stopped at the height of Beitang Hanye's arms.

The slender fingers landed on his chin again, stroking him skillfully.

Chu Yiyang couldn't help squinting his eyes, and was satisfied to see the person holding him finally walk out.

When the disciples of Sasa outside saw Jianzun coming out of the bedroom with the cat in his arms, they immediately became nervous and saluted Beitang Hanye: "Jianzun."

"Sword Master."

Chu Yiyang stayed in Beitang Hanye's arms, felt the wind outside, and saw snowflakes falling in front of him.

As they moved forward on the porch, the star anise hydrangea floating beside them also made a soft sound.

However, this comfortable feeling didn't last long, and Chu Yiyang found that they were walking towards the lotus pond behind the main hall again.

He immediately raised his head and gave a "meow" to Beitang Hanye.

He can't do this, either stay in the Kunlun Palace or sit by the lotus pond, at least go outside the Kunlun Peak for a walk, right?

But Beitang Hanye seemed unable to receive his message, and was still walking towards the lotus pond.

Smelling the scent of lotus flowers approaching in the air, Chu Yiyang had no choice but to lower his head and open his mouth, and bit hard on Beitang Hanye's wrist.

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The author has something to say:

Is Beitang crazy?No.

Brother Chu went crazy first.

Besides grapes, Brother Chu also cultivated bells for Beitang!

Brother Chu: "..."

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!