The Devil is My White Moonlight

At this time, Mu Xiyun had already pushed Zheng Heran's palm away, and immediately saluted respectfully as a junior, "Mu Xiyun of Tianliang Peak, I have met the master."

Sure enough it was him!

At this moment, the audience was boiling.When the old people saw the old man, they were wondering how he came back from the dead. The younger generation almost grew up listening to his stories, and they were very excited when they thought that this legendary figure broke the battle with him in Lingshan some time ago.Only Luo Jinan and his son were silent, with resentment hidden in their eyes.

Zheng Heran was already on the verge of riding a tiger, unable to do anything again, so he had to put on airs of an elder, forced a smile and nodded, "I didn't expect to see you again after 50 years. But..." He changed the topic, The tone was a bit tough: "After 50 years, you died and came back to life with that monster, but what kind of magic did you practice?"

The people in the audience were stunned for a moment, but the fact is that the two people in front of them were indeed revived at the same time. On the stage, Mu Xiyun's intention to protect the monster was evident. Could it be that there is something tricky in this?

"Master Zheng is joking!" An old voice sounded from the audience, and people followed the voice to see an old man with white beard and hair, slowly walked up the high platform with the support of a girl in green clothes.

"It's you?" Zheng Ganran narrowed his eyes, with a murderous look in his eyes. "Elder Huang, are you safe?"

Huang Zelin stepped onto the high stage and bowed to the audience.He has been walking in the Central Plains for these years, although he has not intentionally managed it, but he has the reputation of a genius doctor there, and he often offers free clinics in various cities, so all sects and sects know him.

"Speaking of Xiyun's resurrection, it's something I'm proud of." He looked down at Gu Qingqiao, and Mu Xiyun was already squatting beside him at this moment, raising her head and blinking slightly at Huang Zelin.

Huang Zelin understood, and with a smile, he explained in detail how he captured Mu Xiyun's soul, how he found the jade fetus, how he refined a physical body, how he lured the soul into his body...everything.Among them, Mo Zhiqi and the disciples of Tianji Peak testified, and all the immortals couldn't help admiring after hearing this.

"Master Zheng," Huang Zelin changed the subject and looked at Zheng Ganran, "Huang has always been unclear about something, and wants to ask the master."

Zheng Huiran felt that something was wrong, and secretly gestured to his nephew, while he continued to put on airs, "Elder, please tell me."

"The head of the sect was seriously injured in fighting monsters in his early years, and his body damage and skill regressed. He didn't get better until the witch doctor Gu Dawu came to treat him. Speaking of which, the Dawu is still this person's master."

He glanced at Gu Qingqiao who was still in a coma, and calmly blocked the two of them behind him, "I don't know how Sect Master Zheng has taken care of it all these years?"

Zheng Gairan stared at him, and said contemptuously: "Elder Huang is really a medical idiot. At this time, he is still discussing medical skills with me!"

Huang Zelin raised his hand with a sneer, and there was already a blue-purple pill in his palm, "Speaking of which, you may recognize it, this is the legendary Yihun Pill. Legend has it that Yihun Pill can heal no matter how severe the injury is. It can also restore the injured person's skills to the original level. But how many people know that one grain of Yihun Pill requires the lives of a hundred children!"

"What do you mean?" Zheng Ganran said coldly: "Do you think that I have been relying on this thing to heal my wounds for so many years?"

"Isn't it? Head Zheng?"

Zheng Qiran looked at the small pill, and raised his head proudly, "Do you have evidence?"

Huang Zelin froze, even though he had deduced this matter in his mind for decades, and all kinds of small clues pointed to Zheng Ganran, but he didn't have any evidence to directly testify against him!

"You can't talk nonsense without evidence!" Someone from the audience booed again.

Huang Zelin looked at Mu Xiyun and Gu Qingqiao, who were still in the corner of the high platform, motionless.

At this moment, Mu Xiyun had no sense of the outside world. After Huang Zelin came to the stage and attracted everyone's attention, he knelt down, held Gu Qingqiao in his arms, put his palm on his back, and lowered his head into his chest. in the government.

The inner mansion of Gu Qingqiao was completely dark, the strong wind raged on the ground, making a huge noise, everything in the inner mansion was blown wildly by the wind, the Baishui River hung upside down in the sky, and the river poured down like a torrential rain.

The rain drenched Mu Xiyun instantly. He braved the strong wind and searched for the figure of Gu Qingqiao in the pitch-dark inner mansion. The shout was blown to pieces as soon as he exited, and he didn't know where it was scattered.

A red light flashed on the left wrist. At some point, the red rope from the previous life returned to her wrist. Mu Xiyun was overjoyed and hurriedly followed the instructions of the red rope to search for it.

The red light flickered, and the back of a woman flashed in front of her eyes, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Mu Xiyun took two quick steps, but saw a small figure curled up in a big iron cage, trembling.

"Qingqiao!" Mu Xiyun stepped forward quickly, stretched her hand over the iron railing, and gently stroked Xiaoqingqiao's wet hair.

The child's body visibly flinched, his hands and feet hugged him even tighter, and he murmured in a childish voice: "Mom, mom..."

Suddenly, Mu Xiyun herself entered the cage, turned into a child, and shrank beside Xiao Qingqiao.

Without weapons and strength, Mu Xiyun opened her short hands and held Xiao Qingqiao in her arms.

"Who are you?" Xiao Qingqiao asked in a low voice, his voice was as weak as a kitten.

"I'm Ah Yun, and I'll accompany you."

A pregnant Hu businessman suddenly appeared in front of the iron cage, slapped the iron bars with his fat palms, and opened the iron gate.He grabbed Xiao Qingqiao by the collar and lifted the child out.The small body struggled desperately, but couldn't escape no matter what.

"Stop!" Mu Xiyun yelled, and Hu Shang glanced at him, "You want to be with him too?"

Mu Xiyun nodded, climbed out of the iron cage, and continued to hold Xiaoqingqiao in her arms.

Footsteps sounded behind him, and a figure in a black cloak and hood stepped forward and took the two children.With a bloodthirsty smile on the man's face as thin as a skeleton, he laughed and stuffed a bottle of unknown medicine into their mouths, then took out a handful of unknown bugs, and put them all on the child's small body.

Xiao Qingqiao was dying, his hands and feet twitched in pain, tears rolled in his eyes, and the rain wet his little face.

Mu Xiyun endured the pain and refused to let go of her hands no matter what.

The little Qingqiao in front of him grew up gradually, he practiced kung fu, tried medicine, he entered the ten thousand gu cave to fight, and he was scolded by thousands of people on the high platform.Those once clear eyes gradually became bloodshot.

At some point, the rain stopped, but the wind became even more violent.Mu Xiyun followed Gu Qingqiao through one scene after another, and he endured every pain and every pain with him, watching him fall into confusion bit by bit.

There was a voice in the air: "They treat you like this, how do you treat them?"

Qingqiao closed his eyes, and there was hatred in his voice: "I want them to experience the same pain!"

The sound of the wind suddenly quieted down, and Gu Qingqiao opened his eyes, which were blood red with mad hatred.Wisps of black air slowly rose from his body, covering the entire world.

In the darkness, Mu Xiyun's white robe shone slightly. He didn't say anything. In front of this person who was wronged and abused by the world, it was meaningless to talk about fairness and justice.

In the sky, a blood-red eye opened, "Give up your soul, and I will give you strength!"

Gu Qingqiao closed his eyes slightly, silver white light escaped from the top of his head, and the translucent soul slowly appeared.

Mu Xiyun stared blankly at Gu Qingqiao's soul, which was incomplete... There was a big hole in his chest where his heart was.

Where did such a large piece of soul go?

The red light flickered, and the red thread on Mu Xiyun's left wrist lit up.Something seemed to be struggling in his heart, a small ball of white light traveled down his arm to his wrist, and merged with the red rope.

With the soul as the rope, inject the spirit into the heart, stay in one person's body, and protect the safety of the whole life.

In an instant, scenes flashed before Mu Xiyun's eyes:

Tianji Peak, in front of the plum tree, when I recall the smiling face of Qingqiao, a small wave of strength rises in my chest...

The moment the fox demon's sharp knife pierced his chest, the small white light of the blade was blocked...

In the inner mansion, the white light turned into a red rope and wrapped around his wrist.

"Ah Yun gave me something, of course I have to return the gift to be polite!"

"It lights up every time I'm near you so you can find me, okay?"

"You should have lost your soul, but I don't know what wrapped your soul so that I could put it in the jade bottle in time..."

It turns out that you have always kept your promise; it turns out that you have always been by my side and never stayed away.

The red rope turned into a small blue bridge, leaving his arm lightly, and slowly dancing around him.Suddenly, the small figure stretched out both arms, close to his face, and gently pressed his lips together.

A tear rolled down his cheek, fell on Shenhun's palm, and turned into a bright pearl.

As if holding the most precious thing in the world, Xiao Qingqiao solemnly placed the pearl on his chest, flew back to Qingqiao, and melted into his soul.

The soul became whole, and lightly shone with white light.Mu Xiyun watched Qingqiao's soul rise slowly, flew towards the blood-red eyes, and silently exited the inner palace.

The outside sun was very bright, but Gu Qingqiao's body was very cold, his eyes were still quietly closed.Mu Xiyun reached out and stroked his eyelids gently. Maybe, when you wake up again, you don't know who I am, but as long as you are still alive, I will be happy.