After getting rid of Xuan Mo, Huai Bai swayed and was grabbed by the waist.
She was so tired that she felt dizzy for a while, leaning on Ming Luan's body.
"Thank you, fellow daoist." Huai Bai turned his head away, just as Ming Luan also turned to look at her.
They were about the same height, and the moment their eyes met, their lips touched lightly, like a dragonfly touching water, passing by, causing circles of ripples.
Huai Bai's brain roared, and his face turned red as if he was about to bleed.
She couldn't help taking a few steps back, but forgot that she was exhausted, and fell back as soon as her legs gave way. Ming Luan stepped forward to hug her, with a smile in his eyes.
The blood mist gradually dissipated, and a few beams of light came in from the mist, and the surrounding area was still a little dark. Huai Bai raised his head, and the man's eyes were faintly smiling, gentle and gentle, with sparkling eyes, as if dripping. It is very moving to see a river in spring.
Huai Bo recovered his senses first, coughed a few times, lowered his head slightly, "My fellow student..."
Ming Luan hugged her horizontally.
Huai Bo pushed, but unfortunately he was exhausted, his head hung on her shoulders, and he repeated, "Same family."
Ming Luan laughed silently, "But I just want to save you."
Huai Bo glared at her, and twisted his body, "Let me go down, the blood fog is still there, and they will be in danger."
Ming Luan used both hands to hug her very tightly, "What if I don't let go?"
Huai Bo struggled harder, his voice was cold, and he held Yun Zhong with his hand, "Let go."
Ming Luan smiled, "If I don't let them go, will you hate me if they die?"
"You..." Huai Bai frowned deeply, "Yes."
"Why?" Mingluan looked blank, as if he was really puzzled, "If I didn't come, you would all be dead, but now I saved your life, but you still hate me, for this group of people who should have died people hate me."
Huai Bai was a little angry and a little anxious.
But this person seemed to be simply ignorant, his black and white eyes were soft and clear, with the tails of his eyes drooping slightly, as innocent and pitiful as a deer in the mountains.
Huai Bai thought of the fresh snow on Lonely Mountain, it was flawless and clean, but it was cold to the touch.
The anger in her heart was suddenly extinguished by the fresh snow, she pushed Ming Luan away with both hands, and staggered towards her fainted colleague. The round-faced girl was lying about ten steps away. from the little girl.
Ming Luan looked at her quietly, his eyes darkened again and again.
Just as Huai Bo bent down, her eyes were dark again, she used the cloud to support her figure, and it took a while to recover.
It was the first time in this world to go through this battle, let her understand what the real danger is, and also let her know what it means that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people.
When he opened his eyes again, the little girl was nowhere to be seen, and all her classmates were gone.
Huai Bai suddenly turned around, and because of the excessive force, the smell of blood filled his throat, and he asked word by word: "What about them?"
Ming Luan blinked.
Huai Bo pointed at her in the cloud, and asked coldly, "Where are they?"
Under the black veil, the scarlet lips gradually curled up.
Ming Luan walked in slowly, pointing the tip of his sword at her chest, "Are you going to kill me?"
When she took a step forward, Huaibo took a step back, and the clouds kept trembling.
Ming Luan lowered her head slowly, looking at the sword against her chest, the tip of the sword was a finger distance away from her clothes, but she felt as if her heart had been pierced by the sword, and every breath hurt to the bone. He raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch the sharp blade.
Huai Bo withdrew his sword sharply, "What are you going to do?"
Mingluan put his hands on his chest, Yubai's fingers rested on the black clothes, and said in a low voice, "Don't point your sword at me, it will make you sad."
Huai Bo clenched his lips, "Where did you get my classmate?"
Ming Luan frowned, tilted his head to look at her, and suddenly said: "I'm sad."
Huai Bo held Yun Zhong's hand tighter, it would be like this when she felt restless, her fellow disciples didn't know if she was dead or alive, and the person in front of her was unclear about good and evil, only when she clenched the sword tightly could she feel more at ease.
Ming Luan's eyes showed a bit of injury, "You clenched your sword again, do you want to kill me?"
Huai Bo slowly let go of his hand and sighed, "Don't tease me... Senior."
"My name is Mingluan."
Knowing that the disappearance of the same family is probably caused by this person, Huai Bo took a deep breath and had to admit his mistake to her in a polite way: "I am restless, and I pointed a sword at you in a moment of impatience. It is my fault. Mingluan, my I don't know if my fellow disciples are alive or dead, I am very worried, if you can tell them where they are, I will be very grateful."
Ming Luan asked: "How can you thank me?"
Huai Bo never thought that she would really ask for it, so he was dumbfounded for a moment, "I have a lot of spirit stones..."
Ming Luan laughed out loud, "I also have a lot of spirit stones."
Huai Bai felt a little annoyed. After coming to another world, she had a smooth journey and was only one step away from reaching the top of the fairy road. Who ever teased her like this? Playing with her in the palm of his hand like a cat catching a mouse, this person is really vile and hateful.
"Then what do you want?"
Ming Luan stretched out his hands, "It hurts, give me some air."
The hand in front of him was as flawless as a white marble, Huai Bai didn't bother to raise his eyes to look at her, he blew a few breaths indiscriminately, and asked angrily: "Okay, what else do you want?"
His hands were numb and itchy, as if he had encountered a ray of spring breeze.
Ming Luan shook hands, wanting to hold the spring breeze in vain, but could only watch it slip away from his fingers. She whispered: "It still hurts, blow on it again."
Huai Bo has always treated people coldly and alienated, like Wang Wubo's ancient well, but now the well water has been stirred up and down with a long stick, which disturbed her, "You don't have a single wound on your hand, why does it hurt? Don't be like this...I really don't know. worried about them."
Mingluan's eyes gradually seeped a little moisture, which was surprisingly bright in the dim mist. She wanted to get rid of the magic spell and let Huai Bo see the damaged and scarred hands, but she was afraid that this would scare her, so she retracted her hands in frustration. The spring breeze had passed, but she still maintained the clenched position.
"I sent them back to Jiangcheng."
Huai Bai's eyes lit up, he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you."
After all, he staggered towards Jiangcheng with the help of Yunzhong.
Ming Luan looked at her back, stretched out his hand to grab it, as if he wanted to fish out the moon in the water and pick off the stars in the sky, she lowered her head and smiled wryly, her hands were empty, there was nothing.
"Aren't you going back with me?"
Ming Luan raised his eyes blankly, the woman went back and forth, looking at her puzzled.
"Why turn back?" she asked softly.
Huai Bai sighed helplessly in his heart, and after walking a few steps, he realized that this person hadn't followed him, and worried that something might happen to her alone in the blood mist, "Let's go together."
Ming Luan smiled, his brows stretched, and his eyes trembled faintly, "From now on, don't look back."
She turned around and walked in the direction away from Jiangcheng, her large black robe was swaying, it seemed to be black formed by the continuous condensing of blood, pure and desperate, Huai Bai approached quickly, and seemed to hear the sound of a ghost crying .
Mingluan asked: "Why do you still come?"
Huai Bo dragged his weary pace to follow behind her, "Since my fellow disciples are in Jiangcheng, they must be fine. I don't worry about you being alone in the blood mist."
Ming Luan stopped abruptly.
Huai Bo bumped into her behind unexpectedly, staggered a few steps and was hugged by someone, "What are you doing?"
"Send you back."
Mingluan can bring Huaibai back to Jiangcheng as long as she changes her mind, but she chooses to walk there step by step. The fresh life is close to her skin, she can even feel the blood flowing under it, and the beating of the heart, but she rarely wants to dig out the heart and let the blood flow in her hands, she just wants to hug this person slowly. walk slowly. She cherishes such a non-violent self.
Huai Bo struggled a few times and couldn't break free, plus he didn't need to worry about his fellow disciples, unknowingly put his arms around Ming Luan's neck, buried his head softly in her neck, and fell asleep. The warm breath floated gently, and the warm and soft lips rubbed Ming Luan's neck from time to time as he walked.
This road is too close and too far away.
Ming Luan put her gently under the city wall, stared at her face, as if it was a lifetime away, no, now it's a lifetime goodbye. She finally remembered what she was searching for, wandering in the world for so many years, but things are different, she stretched out her hand to caress the woman's beautiful eyebrows, thinking in a daze, if Peiyu was here, she would be overjoyed and cry Be full of faces.
But after all, she is not Peiyu, but Mingluan who has walked alone in the world for thousands of years after the catastrophe, and was driven crazy by this ruthless way of heaven. She felt guilty, and her body and mind were rotten, so she didn't have much joy at this reunion, but was just stunned.
"Why did Master turn back?"
She has already walked into the underworld, so why go back and forth to block the last thunder for her
If it weren't for this, she would have been freed a long time ago, instead of living alone in a world without Peiyu and Huaibai like later.
So many years, so many years... so long that she only remembers blood, hatred, and loneliness, which made her wander in the world for so many years.
Huai Bo's head was limply on her hand, and his breath was warm, making her palm numb.
Ming Luan slowly leaned over.
Doing what that little fool of Peiyu has always wanted to do, that tiny, unspeakable thing, mixed in the soft and charming air, her serene and picturesque eyebrows are getting closer to her, the light mixed with mist, floating up and down.
Finally Ming Luan stopped.
The lips were almost close to the lips, leaving only a strand of hair away, and she could actually kiss them with a slight movement, but she didn't continue, just maintained this strenuous posture, her eyes were open, her eye sockets were dry, and she still couldn't bear to blink once. Eye.
Something seems to be blooming in the bottom of my heart.
Dry bones cannot return to a flesh and blood body, but when I saw this person, a ray of spring light shot into my heart, and a drop of spring rain fell, and a delicate flower seemed to grow from the empty sternum, bringing back the long-lost hope to her. beside.
"Hey, what are you doing!"
The round-faced little cultivator looked at them angrily, came over angrily, drew her sword and pointed at Ming Luan, "You apprentice, how dare you belittle my little uncle!"
Her energy was so good that she got up in a short time and was able to find the outside of the city.
Ming Luan's eyes turned cold, he flicked his fingers to make her shut up forever, Huai Bai's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he woke up slowly.
The little female Xiu said happily: "Little uncle, come here quickly, that bad guy just wanted to plot against you!"
Huai Bai's eyes were still a little dazed, as if he didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but when he saw the sword in the nun's hand, he frowned slightly, stood up and pulled Ming Luan behind him, "Mianmian, don't point the sword at her .”
She will be sad.
Kapok thought she heard it wrong, and asked repeatedly: "Little uncle? She is a bad person!"
Huai Bai stood in front of Ming Luan, his voice became cold for the first time, "Do you want me to repeat? Put down the sword."
Mu Mian reluctantly put down his sword, raised his eyes to explain, but seeing Ming Luan's playful and cold eyes, he put the sword back into the scabbard, and ran back angrily.
Huai Bo explained embarrassingly: "My nephew, I am usually spoiled and a little headstrong."
Ming Luan smiled: "No problem."
"Let's go into town."
"it is good."
Mingluan always stayed a few steps behind Huaibai.
The woman's back is thin and straight, the corners of her lips are slightly hooked, and she holds Huaibai's hand tightly.
When I meet you in this life, my bones will bloom.