The devil is me

Yun Chonghe felt as if his heart had stagnated.His chest cavity was filled with water, it was freezing cold, and the smell of blood spread to his throat, making him speechless.

He saw Shen Po knelt down suddenly, stuffed the Que sword into his palm, stretched his neck to expose his neck, lowered his eyes, infinitely desperate, and extremely awe-inspiring: "Master, I am willing to die by your sword!" Down."

Yun Chonghe's hands were trembling, and for a moment, he couldn't hold the sword, Shen Po's fate, or his own fate.

For the first time, he discovered that the way of heaven that he had believed in for many years could no longer support him when it was destroyed.

But his fellow Taoists, the fellow Taoists whom he sacrificed his life for, are like ghosts and zombies, trying to drag him into the mud, into hell, and into the fire.

Even if the practice has reached the state of perfection, no one dares to be the enemy of the entire Taoist world.Xue Rongyu felt that he already had the chance to win.

"I think this apprentice has a bad temper. Tianqi must have deep meanings, so we can't keep him. Why not kill the 'love' apprentice under our witness, and bring good luck to Yuan Ri, don't you think? ?” Xue Rong and Pi Xiao said with a non-smiling smile, especially emphasizing the word "love", waiting for Yun Chonghe to speak.

Yun Chong and Xi Ran closed their eyes.

Suddenly, a blood-red magic circle appeared around him.

"It's a teleportation array!" Xue Rongyu was shocked, "Stop him quickly!"

But no one could stop Yun Chonghe, he was too fast.This formation method is performed by a monk who has attained the Tao, and it will take an hour or three quarters, but he and Shen Po disappeared without a trace in just a blink of an eye.

Shen Po didn't react, and was dragged by Yun Chonghe on the snow for a few steps. When he staggered and raised his face again, his eyes were full of tears, just like many, many years ago, when he first entered the mountain gate to apprentice, he looked at Yun Chong He cried with snot all over his face.

Yun Chonghe laughed, thrust Que Jian back to Shen Po, and wiped his face lightly.

Shen Po felt sorry for his dirty hands, so he snatched back his palms and wiped them clean with his lapel.

"Master." He looked around the vast expanse of snow and recognized that it was under the Great Barren Mountain, "Master, let's go, find a place where no one knows us..."

Yun Chonghe pulled his hand away calmly, and rubbed the top of his hair: "What stupid things are you talking about, then you don't want Wu Yu, Changqi, and Lingbi?"

Shen Po was surprised and said: "You still want to go back?!"

Without waiting for Yun Chonghe's answer, he hurriedly said: "Master, you just set up a teleportation array, which consumes a lot of energy. Going back now is sending you to death!"

Generally, a person's spiritual power is only enough to support one person to be teleported away. Yun Chong and Gang just set up the formation very quickly, and teleported two more people, which should be quite costly.

Yun Chong said softly: "Welcome to my sect, I will protect them well, Penglai must not lose anything, there is no need to discuss this matter again."

He suddenly dropped a blue enchantment, like a river stretching across the sky on the snowy ground, this river separated the two of them, and separated Shen Po under the Great Barren Mountain, but the palm of his hand was overturned, so close to the end of the world.

Tears hung on Shen Po's face, and he was still a little dazed. He stretched out his hand against the barrier: "Master, what are you doing? You go back, and I will go back, and you take away the barrier!"

Yun Chonghe didn't speak, but looked at him with lowered eyebrows, his expression gentle.

Shen Po tried to untie the barrier, but his mind was too confused, and he couldn't compare to Yun Chonghe's barrier technique, so he had to use his body to hit the transparent blue barrier over and over again.

"Master! Please!" He wailed, knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed to Yun Chong over and over again, making his forehead red and swollen, "Master, please untie the barrier...don't go back, let's go Everywhere is good..."

He suddenly remembered something again, tremblingly took out a piece of red paper from the skirt of his clothes, as if holding a life-saving straw, he presented it to Yun Chonghe's eyes: "Master, look, this is the New Year's Eve I want to give you A gift, the window grilles I cut."

Yun Chong and Hang Mou looked at it, it was cut crookedly and the edges were rough, but it was better than that year's. The two villains sat side by side under the tree, and they could make out the vague outlines. The villain on the right was still a little taller. Little by little, the two villains are smiling.

That smile reflected the sadness of the two of them at this time, which was particularly glaring.

"Master, you take away the barrier, and I'll pass you this window grille, okay..."

Shen Po's voice was very soft, as if coaxing Yun Chonghe, wanting him to take pity on him, and tricking him into undoing the barrier.

"Master..."

He couldn't continue, the salty wetness of tears mixed with the coldness of snow water poured into his mouth.The snow is getting bigger and bigger, climbing to the eyebrow peak, dyed white and black hair, covering the sky with snow curtains, and it is almost impossible to see Yun Chonghe's face clearly.

Yun Chong and Mu Lu mourned, but he didn't untie the barrier, but his eyes were heavy.

"It's very well cut, I like it very much." He lowered his eyes and smiled very lightly, "When I come back, you will give it to me yourself."

Without waiting for Shen Po to answer, he said: "Master, I was indifferent to you a few days ago, because I was afraid that people would know that the person I don't want to kill is you."

"No one knows better than me who is said in the Book of Apocalypse, but I can't let people see it, otherwise you will become the target of public criticism." Yun Chonghe explained patiently.Finally, he said: "You don't mind."

His words were light, as if they were just daily exhortations and small talk, like the words he said when he visited him countless nights and peeled oranges for him while sitting on a small stool, without any sign of birth or death.

At this time, what Yun Chonghe actually cared about was his own mood.

Yes, he had some grievances. He foolishly thought that Yun Chonghe didn't want to see him because he was afraid that seeing him would remind him of the opportunity he gave up to ascend, but he didn't realize that Yun Chonghe was protecting him.

He stared blankly at Yun Chonghe, tears just fell down like this, he couldn't feel the soreness and redness of his eye sockets, he couldn't feel the cold, and he couldn't feel that the skin on his forehead had been broken and was flowing blood.

If possible, Yun Chonghe would like to help him up and wipe away his blood stains. Shen Po looks dirty, tired and embarrassed now. He thinks there are many pills in Baji Pavilion that can be given to him, but now he just I can watch him bleed, and see that his dimples are no longer filled with honey, but puddles of tears.

In fact, he doesn't know destiny, life and death.Going back may not necessarily mean death, but going back means death.

He took one last look at Shen Po and engraved him in his eyes.

"No reason, don't be afraid, hide and wait for me to come back."

After Yun Chong left, Shen Po felt that his soul was taken away together.He found a straw hat with a hood, changed into a farmer's shabby clothes, and sat in a small tea shop at the foot of the mountain.

When he was doing all this, he was like a walking dead, his tears had been drained, and his eye sockets were so red and swollen that it hurt even a light touch.There was dirty dirt on his forehead, mixed with blood stains, and stuck to the wound. He didn't care about dealing with it, but just sat there blankly, watching a cup of tea gradually cool from hot, and the hot air drifted away until there was no temperature at all.

It seems that there is only one thing for him to do in his life, and that is to wait for Yun Chonghe to come back.

He kept comforting himself, Yun Chonghe's cultivation base was deep, and his swordsmanship was unique, so Xu Neng could escape completely and save the Penglai foundation.

He thought again, Yun Chonghe still possessed the unique skill of Heavenly Slash, at worst, he would kill all these villains from the Taoist sect, not even leaving their bones, so they would be clean.

Snow covered the entire Great Barren Mountain, a piece of mournful whiteness. He waited impatiently, sitting and standing, standing and sitting again, raising his hat from time to time, looking into the distance.

The end of the white is still the end of the white.The snow stopped.

I don't know how long it has passed, suddenly, he can vaguely discern a few black shadows from the sky, people on the mountain descend one after another, supporting each other and walking slowly, although he can't see who it is, but the figure is not Yun Chonghe .

He didn't dare to act rashly. Although he sat on the chair, he leaned forward and pushed his neck forward vigorously, trying to see the person earlier.

The figures got closer and closer, and he recognized them as lackeys from other sects who went up the mountain to besiege.Although these people were injured, they didn't appear to be seriously injured from the outside. It was probably nothing more than damage to their internal strength or bumps, and they didn't hurt their vitals.

He lowered his hood and watched cautiously.

Those people threw their swords on a table next to Shen Po, and called the shopkeeper to make tea.

A female monk of the Li family said: "Oh, I have advised the Patriarch not to go into this muddy water long ago. Now it's over. Penglai made it like this, and even let a Shen Po escape. I'm afraid it's hard to be good."

"You women are short-sighted, you don't... love that Yun Chonghe, do you?" A dark-skinned man propped his feet on a chair and choked down a pot of tea, laughing like thunder.

"Fuck you." Although the female monk said so, she blushed visibly. She stroked her face and said in embarrassment, "That Yun Chong and Duan Fang are upright, and every chaos will be quelled. Even today, he cares about his fellowship. , She has never drawn a sword, and she is indeed a character. I didn't expect to get it with my apprentice." Her tone was a bit annoyed, as if her heart had been wronged, which was both regrettable and exasperating.

Shen Po's fingers curled up tightly.

Another thin and tall man said: "If you want to tell me, today's matter is not without any benefits. After Penglai is gone, Yunchong and Yi died, not to mention the thousands of treasures in Penglai. In the future, we will occupy the land of the Buddhist sect. There is also less of the damn Lord and faction getting in the way."

The author says:

Going back may not necessarily mean death, but going back means death.