Lique and Yunzhong attacked together, and Jianguang broke through the barrier, sweeping away the demonic energy.
Lord Lingyang was struck by the sword energy and fell to the ground, his black hair flowing down, covering his expression.
Ning Xiao couldn't bear it, and said softly: "Mr. Wen..."
Ling Yang clenched his hands tightly and smiled wryly, "Brother, kill me."
Daoxiu is extremely sensitive to spiritual energy and devil energy. Ning Xiao only set up half a cup of tea under the formation, and his face was as white as snow, and his temples were wet with cold sweat. Hearing this, he let go of the hand holding the railing, staggered a few steps closer, frowned and said, "Look back, you are just Wen Jun, okay?"
Standing with his sword in his hands, Huai Bai quietly waited for Ling Yang's answer. Even Ding Fenghua, who was always clamoring, fell silent at this moment, looking at her without blinking.
Upstairs in Zhaixing Building, there is only the sound of wind.
A drop or two of cold rain fell on Huai Bai's face, she looked up at the cloudless sky, realized something, and lowered her eyes. Ling Yang let go of his hand, a little crystal seeped from the corner of his eyes.
Ling Yang said: "When I first came to Taoism, I found out that you were a senior brother, and I was a little bit disdainful, thinking that Taoism was in decline, but that's all."
Ning Xiao raised her lips slightly, and laughed at herself, "Yeah, my talent has never been good."
Ling Yang also smiled, "But I found out later that only you can do a good job in the senior brother's position. Senior brother Ding is the wind, erratic, with a thought of good and evil, and Xiaobai is water, from the clear to the bright, to the softest. Kindness, but it also needs guidance. Senior brother is a big tree, when the wind meets the tree, it rests, and when the water meets the tree, it stays, and everyone is closely connected."
Ning Xiao looked moved, and said, "Mr. Wen, everyone includes you."
Ling Yang shook his head, "Brother, you want to protect everyone like a big tree, but you can't protect it, I can see..." She wanted to support herself, but she fell heavily due to loss of strength. Some blood was sprinkled on the frost and snow, like red plum blossoms in the snow.
Ning Xiao's eyes were dim, and he couldn't help but take a step forward, his crane feather cloak gently swaying.
Lord Lingyang covered his lips, coughed intermittently, his thin shoulders trembled slightly, "When Xiaobai first came to Gushan, he was only two or three years old."
Ning Xiao's expression softened, "Yes."
Lord Lingyang sat against the wall, and said with a smile: "At that time, she suffered from the disease of losing her soul, her mind was in a daze, she couldn't even utter words, and she only knew how to pester senior brother every day."
Huai Bo was slightly taken aback, not knowing about this old incident.
When Ning Xiao was young, he saw his little sister die before his eyes, and since then he has been haunted by demons. Later, at the foot of the lonely mountain, he found a baby who looked exactly like his little sister, and brought him back to the lonely mountain, where he raised him with his own hands, like a father and a brother. He treats everyone with gentleness, but he treats Huaibai with pampering.
Lord Lingyang shook his head with a smile, "To tell the truth, brother, everyone was a bit jealous at that time." As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at Ding Fenghua.
Ding Fenghua's face was as red as blood, "You are talking nonsense! Who is jealous?"
Huai Bai didn't remember what happened to the original body before. Thinking about it now, she showed many flaws back then, but no one suspected that it was because the original owner suffered from the disease of losing his soul. Did they think the original owner's soul returned to his original place
Ling Yangjun bent his lips, and said: "In order to test who the senior brother likes the most, the four of us discussed a competition, and we pretended to fall in front of the senior brother, to see who you would help," she said. He said with emotion: "I would agree to play such a childish game."
Ding Fenghua shouted: "Stop talking!"
Lord Lingyang coughed a few times, and continued: "I remember that Senior Brother Ding fell the worst, a piece of skin was cut on his knee, and blood flowed horizontally, but Senior Senior Brother carried Xiaobai and walked over without seeing him at all. Alas, it's no wonder that Senior Brother Ding didn't like seeing you so much. Xiaobai..."
Ning Xiao asked in surprise, "Is there such a thing? Fenghua, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were injured."
Ding Fenghua flicked his sleeves, turned around and left.
Lord Lingyang laughed, his pale lips were stained with blood, and he looked a little glamorous, "I know that people's hearts are always biased, and senior brother is no exception, but listening to the cries of those children, I also felt a few tears in my heart. It's strange that I should have human emotions, even if I feel lost."
"It's just a pity..."
She coughed heavily, her forehead was covered with sweat, and blood foam gushed from her mouth and nose, staining the white snow on the ground red, "If there is an afterlife, will Senior Brother treat me like Xiaobai?"
Huai Bai wanted to help her up, but Ning Xiao was already one step ahead of her, squatting in front of Lord Lingyang, as if wanting to make up for the past regrets, he hurriedly asked: "I will heal your wounds, don't be afraid, you are the same in the heart of senior brother... "
His body shook, his voice stopped, his pupils widened, and he looked at Lord Lingyang in disbelief.
Huai Bai couldn't see what happened, but he could see the sharp magic blade protruding from Ning Xiao's back, as well as the bloodstains that continued to spread.
"Why?" Ning Xiao murmured.
Lingyang Jun pursed his lips, "Brother, I lied to you, I don't care about your kindness at all."
She let go, and Ning Xiao took a few steps back, covering the wound on her right chest, with sad eyes.
Huai Bo supported him and cast spells to heal his wounds, but the wounds caused by the devil energy were extremely difficult to heal, and blood gushed out continuously. Her eyes were blurred, and she repeated: "It's okay, nothing will happen..."
Ning Xiao comforted: "It's okay, the injury is not serious, don't worry."
Ding Fenghua shouted loudly, pulled out of the sheath, and stabbed at the woman sitting on the ground like lightning.
Lord Lingyang moved away sideways, stood up Shi Shiran, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with his hand, and licked it. Just now she still has strength, but she is showing weakness to others so that she can take the opportunity to sneak attack. This is a demon, insidious and cunning, playing with people's hearts, with just a few words, he can turn the situation around and make people crumble.
"Big brother!"
Lord Lingyang heard the weeping voice of Lingsu Peak's main Jingyi, and wanted to make a mockery, but when he turned around, he couldn't say anything.
Ye Yunxin stood where he was, staring at her blankly.
"What's going on?" Ye Yunxin asked.
Ding Fenghua's eyes were red, "What's going on? Can't you see it? This woman is the head demon, and she attacked the big brother! She is a demon!"
Ye Yunxin turned a deaf ear, looked straight at Lingyang Jun with gray eyes, and asked, "What's going on?"
Lord Lingyang couldn't help but backed away, wanting to bury himself in the black devilish energy.
Jingyi wept and healed her wounds, but the blade was filled with demonic energy, and to Ning Xiao, it was a poisonous weapon.
He turned his head slightly, and saw the handprint he had left on the railing. The railing was covered with a thin layer of silver frost, and his body temperature melted the frost and snow, so he left a handprint.
Even the icy frost and snow melted with a cup of tea.
Why is it that some people's hearts can still be so cold after being covered for hundreds of years
Huaibai drooped his brows and eyes, and his eyes were filled with mist.
The cloud rose and hung in front of her, and she raised her hand to hold the hilt of her sword.
The blue long sleeves moved automatically without wind, the loosely tied blue hairband broke, and the black hair spread out like ink.
Cloud unsheathed again.
Covering the sky and covering the sky, the frost-white sword light covering the mountains and plains merged into a huge sword, enveloping the mighty Milky Way, and cutting it from the sky.
Unavoidable, unstoppable.
Lord Lingyang's pupils narrowed slightly, and he threw something from his sleeve, then turned around and ran away without looking back.
When Huai Bai saw the object clearly, his eyes widened suddenly, the clouds paused in mid-air, the sword light collapsed, silver rain scattered, and meteors whizzed. She raised her hand to hold the twig that was shining with green light, threw it towards Ye Yunxin, and asked, "Didn't I tell you not to give her the wood spirit?!"
Ye Yunxin closed her eyes in pain, and a tear fell from the corner of her eyes, "I don't know... I thought..." The voice paused, "She is my Taoist partner, and I am willing to give my life to her."
Huai Bo suddenly couldn't say anything.
She remembered that she once believed in someone like that. At that time, everyone told her to guard against Ming Luan, but she still leaned over eagerly, giving her her heart and life.
If the word love can be stopped, it is not called love.
Knowing that there are mountains of knives and seas of fire ahead, he still has to walk forward step by step, thinking that he can turn the ruthless blade into gentleness around his fingers, and turn the tumbling flame into a warm wind blowing on his face. You have to wait until the blood is dripping to know that some things cannot be influenced...
Self-deception and wishful vision not only ruined oneself, but also ruined others.
The crane cloak fell to the ground, stained with blood.
The blood on Ning Xiao's white clothes continued to smear, almost turning into a bloody clothes, dripping blood dripping down.
Snow plum red.
Huai Bo stared blankly, not daring to approach her, Yun Zhong lightly rubbed the back of her hand, comforting her silently.
There is such a man, standing is a mountain, as long as he is there, it doesn't matter if the sky falls.
It's brother, it's father, it's teacher, it's elder.
But now he was down, caught off guard, unexpectedly.
She said to herself: "Senior brother has fallen, what should we do?"
Ding Fenghua looked complicated, slowly raised his hand, and patted her on the shoulder, "I am also your senior brother."
Huai Bo covered his eyes, tears seeped from between his fingers. She has gone through life and death, slashed all demons, and tasted all the sufferings in the world, but in Gushan, she has always been a little junior sister who is loved by everyone. She doesn't need to grow up, she doesn't need to worry, just be a young man who is happy with kindness and hatred.
After all, there is a senior brother who supports it.
After all, there is a brother who is on top...
It wasn't until Jingyi ran over crying again, saying that Ning Xiao's injuries were not fatal and that she just needed to rest, that she finally settled down and returned to Shouxian Peak in a daze, sitting on the stone steps. Gorgeous, the setting sun fell into her eyes.
Huai Bai's heart was heavy, he felt a little lonely, before he had time to think about it, he had already held the Shuiyun snail in his hand.
"Master?" Peiyu's surprised voice came over.
Huai Bai had never missed someone so much, and wanted to tell her everything.
She knew that the man could heal her pain.
"I miss you." After a long silence, Huai Bai finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse.
In the past three hundred years, she has never thought of a person like this.
Peiyu immediately sensed that something was wrong with her, and immediately said, "I'll go find you."
Huai Bai smiled and said softly, "Okay, I'm in Gushan."
She looked at the sunset in front of her eyes, and remembered that Peiyu had been waiting for her on the stone steps. What was her mood at that time? Can you have thoughts like yourself
Lonely mountain
Peiyu imagined that something was wrong during this period, and immediately realized what happened, and hurriedly said: "I'll be right back, you wait for me, wait for me!!"
Liu Huangu asked with concern: "Are you going back to Gushan? What happened?"
Peiyu didn't have time to say anything, she raised her sword, a white light flashed by, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Master needs her.
No matter when, no matter where, even if the blue sky falls into the yellow spring, she will return to Master's side.
When Peiyu stepped up the stone steps, there was only the last glow of sunset in the sky.
With the setting sun on her back, she walked quickly to Huai Bai, bent down and hugged her.
Huai Bo didn't speak either, and quietly buried his head on her shoulder, hugging each other tightly.