Master wants to run away!

The Gu Eagle's eyes widened, and teardrops as big as beans slipped from its eye sockets, the stench was unpleasant.

At this moment, it suddenly understood that maybe all things and people, or even demons in the eyes of Shangxian Hanling, are probably the same, without any difference.

Its birth is not something it can choose, and the killing hidden in its nature makes it inevitable.But these are not its fault.

Before that, it didn't attack anyone.

"It's time to sleep." Xue Hanling stood up, the hem of his white clothes was blown by the wind, and the snowflakes fell, moistening things silently one by one, smoothing away all the pain and darkness, and turning them into holy white.

Gu Diao was in a daze and was about to fall into the darkness. It struggled to move its slender neck, the pain piercing its bones, but somehow it regained consciousness: "...Hanling Shangxian, someone is going to deal with you, you, you, be careful..." said Well, the ice mark finally spread to the Gu carving's head, it completely turned into an ice sculpture.

After waiting for a thousand years, the killing in the blood was completely absorbed by the pure ice crystals, melted, and dissipated into the sky.

At that time, he must be a free and complete individual.

Xue Hanling, get over this Gu Eagle.

Lan Cang gradually dissipated into his limbs and bones in his hands, and the snowflakes also blew on Lin Shen and the others, silently nourishing their tired bodies. There was no smile at all.

So comfortable.

Lin Shen closed his eyes and fell asleep slowly, let go of the spirit orifices and let the spiritual power merge into his meridians.

Before his consciousness fell into a deep sleep, he thought, it doesn't matter who Xue Hanling is, those who can cross people must be those who have good thoughts and always maintain a pure heart.

After they all fell into a deep sleep, the little phoenix, dressed in white and standing in the moonlight, tilted his head.

This is how to do?A lot of people.

With a clear mood, Little Phoenix took out the small notebook in the storage bag, squatted on the ground and carefully wrote and drew:

Xue Xiaoniao's diary Feng 11 late September sunny (in a good mood)

A major matter has been resolved today, and the little apprentice will be fine.

But with so many people, how to take them back?

Ugh.

……

After Lin Shen woke up, the tip of his nose was the medicinal fragrance belonging to Danfeng, Pu Wei was lying on the small table beside him, and smirked all over the table.

"Hmm..." After moving his body, he sat up with his shoulders and neck propped up. The always active magic breath in his body was wrapped in ice-blue spiritual power, and he changed from a rambunctious wolf to a puppy, quietly honestly.

It was only then that Lin Shen realized that the group of disciples affected by the gu carvings were all in this small room, and everyone else was still asleep, only he woke up.

"You're awake." Danyang's voice came from next to his ear, and Lin Shen turned his head to look. Danyang was still Buddhist-like and gentle, with the pill fire burning in his hand, and the tripod was constantly being burned.

He is doing alchemy.

Lin Shen hurriedly saluted and called his uncle.

Then he moved awkwardly, looking like he wanted to leave but didn't dare to leave, so how could Danyang not be able to see it.

Dan Yang nodded: "I'm looking for your master, he's fine, just next door."

Lin Shen's eyes lit up.

"Hey, Hanling, this silly boy, brought you back one by one in a spirit boat. When you came back, you were like little cats." Mentioning Xue Hanling, a gentle smile appeared on Danyang's face, as if he saw Xue Hanling bringing a group of disciples together. Embarrassment when getting it back.

It's really embarrassing, just like the refugees in the west.It's just that the light in the ice blue pupils never goes out.

His little junior brother will always be pure and holy like a snowflake, but his heart is a piece of clean and transparent ice.

Lin Shen let go of his tense shoulders, and tenderness appeared in his eyes.

The moon-white sword light drawn by Xue Hanling with Lan Cang grew on his heart, like a spring breeze blowing, a young plant breaks the ground, babbling and swaying its young leaves.

Without further hesitation, he stepped towards the white door, inside which was hope and longing.

Xue Hanling sat on the bed and read a book, beside him was a small Xunmochi table lamp shaking his head.

Perhaps because he was too focused on reading, he didn't realize that Lin Shen pushed open the door and looked at him with gentle eyes.

Lin Shen stared at him for a while, Xue Hanling still didn't respond, but his ice blue eyes were bright.

Having never seen him express his emotions like this, Lin Shen thought to himself that the little master might be watching something interesting?Immediately, the line of sight moved to the cover of the book.

The two held hands, feeling very ambiguous... One is exquisite, the other is domineering, they seem to be a natural match.It's just that the two people on the cover seem to be men... Lin Shen blinked his eyes, thinking that he might have misread it.

How could Shangxian Hanling, who was as cold as snow, read those small stories about love and romance in the world, so ah, that should be a demonstration of some kind of cultivation technique.

The moment he closed his eyes, Xue Hanling was finally willing to lift his eyelids from the book.

In the next second, as if his things were about to be robbed the next moment, he pressed the small storybook that he was holding in his hand under his buttocks with a 'whoosh'.

He also nervously wrapped the small quilt tightly with his other free hand.

Lin Shen: "..." Master, something is wrong with you.

"Lin Shen, are you okay?" Xue Hanling's lips were pale, and there was no fluctuation of spiritual power in his body, and he was no different from ordinary people upon careful inspection.

Lin Shen nodded: "Master, this disciple came to see you, your body..." Are you okay?

He was awakened by Bing Xin's stimulation, how could he not feel the blood falling into beads, the earth-shattering sword, and the snow of spiritual power flying all over the sky afterward———the boundary of desire and words———.

That moment must have exhausted all of the little master's spiritual power, it's ridiculous that he fell asleep because of the gentle comfort of the snow of spiritual power.

At that time, it was like being in the arms of a mother.Lin Shen recalled the softness of snowflakes falling on his skin, his eyes were lowered, and almost soft emotions bloomed from his lips.

"It's fine as a teacher." Having lost face in front of his disciples just now, Little Phoenix urgently needed to re-establish his majesty as a teacher, he deliberately put on a straight face, his expression was a bit colder than usual.

But Lin Shen had known for a long time that Xue Hanling was innocent, so he was not affected at all, so he walked to the little master's bed and sat down.

The phoenix feathers on Xue Hanling's head stood up in confusion.

Little apprentice, you are so proud of being favored.

Lin Shen tucked the quilt for him, and said softly, "Master, what is that sword?"

As the weapon of the crown of martial arts—the sword, it is mainly used to kill thousands of armies, but Lan Cang, the little master, from the beginning to the end, except for a little violence, turned out to be the compassion of Duren.

Xue Hanling froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect that Lin Shen would ask himself about the sword: "Did you see..."

"No," Lin Shen knew that it was best not to reveal that Xue Hanling was Little Phoenix, so pretending to be stupid was also a necessary lesson: "I feel it, it's such a gentle snow." He said, smiling presumptuously, his handsome face was full of tears. smile.