Mo Lingyan said in shock, "Bai Qishan?!"
The people in the inner hall turned their backs to him, sat on the ground, lowered their heads and immersed themselves in their own world, motionless like a sculpture. The corners of the large cloud sleeves and robes are spread out, and the robes are black, as if all the light cannot leave a trace. Mo Lingyan couldn't see the face of the person in the hall, but the back figure alone was enough for him to recognize him.
Bai Qishan, no one is more familiar with him than Mo Lingyan. The back of this man appeared in Mo Lingyan's dream every night, repeating the scenes of him falling into the magic way and betraying his master's door.
Mo Lingyan remembered what Bai Qishan said during the competition, or even never forgot. He has always wanted to ask this person, asking him why he has no grievances and no grudges, why he commits the crime of murder, why so many innocent people die tragically, and even their souls are broken.
Why
Bai Qishan should be a good person, although he never said good things, although he never gave a good face, but he should not be a murderous person. Why does he fall into a demon
Questions poured out one by one, blocking Mo Lingyan's throat, he rushed to the person in the inner hall and stretched out his hand, wanting to grab Bai Qishan's shoulder and ask a question. Suddenly, there was a sound of balls colliding under his feet, and the grunting sound made him froze again.
Looking down, countless golden beads stained with blood spilled on the ground beside the person in the hall, and the closer they got to him, the denser the golden beads.
The word "Pilling Pill" appeared in Mo Lingyan's mind again, reminding him why he stepped into the inner hall angrily, and why the sword in his hand was unsheathed.
That's right, he was angry at the person who took the pill, and he wanted to kill the person who committed such cruel and evil deeds.
And now the only person in the hall is Bai Qishan, and the people surrounded by countless golden pills are also Bai Qishan. The answer to the question of who did this is self-evident.
Mo Lingyan felt a thorn in her throat.
He was a little scared, and his hand that wanted to touch Bai Qishan was hanging in the air, he didn't dare to drop it. His hands trembled imperceptibly. He remembered what the monks said at the time of the competition. They said that Bai Qishan, who had fallen into a demon, was reborn from a body. He was afraid that the Bai Qishan in front of him was really no longer what he was before The one you know.
The motionless man moved, he slowly raised his bowed head, turned around to reveal a frosty face, blood on his cheeks, and swept it with a pair of lifeless eyes. Mo Lingyan only felt that he had smashed into a bloody body, and his body swayed slightly. The next moment, he lost consciousness and fell down with his head down.
Bai Qishan catches his limp body and stares at his eyes that are wide open but lost.
"Liuyun..." After a long time, Bai Qishan gently held Mo Lingyan's face with both hands, and brought her lips to his forehead and gently kissed his eyelids. , brushed the tip of his nose and landed on his lips.
"Liuyun...Liuyun..." Bai Qishan muttered, his hand slid across Mo Lingyan's ear and inserted the root of his hair, pressing the back of Mo Lingyan's head into his arms. Cold tears flowed from the corner of his eyes without warning, and whispered, "You're alive...you're still alive..."
Suddenly, he shook his head again, "No, no... You're dead."
"They killed you..."
"No, I killed you..."
"No! No! Yes, you killed me..."
Bai Qishan hugs Mo Lingyan's lost body tightly, talking to himself like crazy, his breath is chaotically rolling, the devilish energy and killing intent are sometimes strong and weak, and they may break out of control at any time. . The dragon standing not far away was already in a cold sweat, and an expression of unbearable pain appeared on the face that had always been expressionless.
"It hurts!"
"Meme hurts—"
Possessed in Mo Lingyan's body, Xiao Meimei felt that a pair of invisible hands were rubbing her and crushing her into small balls. She wanted to scream in pain, but found that she couldn't speak, so she could only speak silently. sobbing. She wanted to control Mo Lingyan's body to escape from Bai Qishan's side, but no matter how hard she tried, she could only hide in his spiritual sea, slamming into Mo Lingyan's spiritual sea frantically, trying to awaken his sanity.
"Little brother! Little brother!"
"Liuyun!"
******
"Liuyun!"
An angry roar exploded in Mo Lingyan's ear, only to feel that his right ear was being pulled fiercely, and he couldn't help shouting in pain, "Aah! It hurts!"
"You still know it hurts!" The woman picked him up by pulling his ears, gritted her teeth and said angrily, "I thought you had already fallen asleep! The crusade against the devil is just around the corner, what do you look like? You're still here. Give me sleep and be lazy!"
Mo Lingyan opened his eyes and saw that he was actually a young senior sister in a white robe from Jianfeng's robe. He said, "Hey? Little Senior Sister, why are you here?"
After listening to his dazed tone, the younger sister became even more annoyed, and scolded, "You stinky brat has the nerve to ask me why I am here? Why do you say it?!"
How could Mo Lingyan know? He only knew that he was in the inner hall just now... .
Um
What nave
Mo Lingyan's head was blank, and he couldn't remember why the word "inner hall" popped up in his mind. He rolled his eyes, taking in everything around him.
Regularly arranged wooden tables, benches, chopsticks baskets on the table, bustling diners, constantly walking around...
All this shows that he is now in a restaurant. Why is he here? What are you doing
Mo Lingyan found that he couldn't remember how to recall it, his memory seemed to be cleaned and reshaped by someone, and he felt very inconsistent wherever he looked.
"You bastard has been stunned again!" The little sister saw that he didn't move for a long time, she was so angry that she twisted her hand again, and shouted, "Wake up, wake up! Wake me up! What daydreams are you doing?!"
"It hurts!" Mo Lingyan didn't care about any violation or not, he covered his ears and begged for mercy, "Little Senior Sister, I was wrong, let me go! I was wrong and I was wrong. It's gone!"
"You also know that you are wrong!" The little senior sister angrily threw away Mo Lingyan's ears, picked up the sword on the table and threw it into his arms, "Anyway, you are also the leader of our Tianxian Sect. Fellow sect, are you embarrassed to sleep here by yourself? Do you know that you, your popular senior brother, are crazy looking for you?!"
Mo Lingyan was stunned when she heard the words, frowning and always felt that something was wrong. He said, "Pop... Senior Brother?"
When it was said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao arrived, Mo Lingyan had already rushed in as soon as he mentioned the popularity. Pop is also wearing a sword-blade vest, carrying a sword on his back, pounces on him like a tiger preying, clasping his shoulders tightly, shaking frantically and saying, "Liuyun! Where did you go just now?! Where did you go?! You damn child, do you know how worried I am? If something happens to you running around, what will I do?"
Mo Lingyan was shaken and dizzy, holding down Pop's hands, took a deep breath, and said, "Isn't there a master? If something happens to me, the master will definitely know at the first time, and then rush over..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw that Pop and the little senior sister were looking at him like a fool. Pop put the back of his hand on his forehead and said, "I don't have a fever, what nonsense are you talking about, Liu Yun?"
Mo Lingyan didn't know why, "Huh?"
Pop said, "How could Shizun come here? He went into seclusion only a year after you entered the sect, and it has been hundreds of years without any movement. There may be that idle time to take care of our lives."
Mo Lingyan was stunned when he heard it. He always felt that this should not be the case, so he couldn't help but say, "Master retreats? Xuan Yang and him—"
Wait, who is Xuan Yang
Without waiting for him to think deeply, he listened to Pop, "What nonsense are you talking about? It's too late, everyone is waiting for you, hurry up! Hurry up!"
After saying that, he grabbed him and ran out. Mo Lingyan only felt his eyes flicker before being dragged in front of a group of monks. When the monks saw the three of them, they rushed up.
Mo Lingyan looked left and right, and before she could figure out what happened, Pop hit her chest with an elbow. He groaned in pain, and just as he was about to look suspiciously, his mouth moved uncontrollably.
He heard himself clear his throat and said, "I'll talk about the unimportant things later. Now I'm going to go with the various sects to crusade the demons and fight for my righteous path. Are you ready?"
"All right!"
"Brother/Uncle, don't worry! I will never lose the name of the Heavenly Title Sect! It's not worth dying to keep the righteous path!"
"Okay!" Mo Lingyan saw his hand slammed and said, "Resonate with me!"
As soon as the words fell, his eyes were dark again. When he recovered, he was already on the battlefield, holding a long sword and facing off against a man in Xuanyi. Behind him lay the corpses of countless cultivators, some of them demon cultivators, some of them immortal cultivators, and the blood from their bodies dyed the ground red.
what happened
Why is he here
Why are so many people dying
A bevy of questions stuck in his throat and wanted to ask, but he couldn't control his body. He could feel the anger burning in his chest, and he could feel the grim expression on his face, but he didn't know why.
"You devil!" He heard himself roaring, clasping the sword in his hand and rushing forward like a man in black clothes.
The sword light leaped, sharp weapons collided, and fire splashed. Mo Lingyan fought with the man in black for three days and three nights, and finally stabbed the sword into the man's chest, breaking his heart. But he didn't feel refreshed. He looked at the man's face full of hatred and unwillingness, and only felt that his heart was aching from being squeezed by a hand.
He thought to himself: No, all this should not be like this!
But what if it wasn't
should be... should be... .
Suddenly, everything in front of him shattered like a mirror, revealing a azure blue sky. The warm sunlight shone on his body, and the breeze swept through, bringing a slight coolness, full of the fragrance of wood.
Mo Lingyan suddenly sat up and looked around in disbelief.
Wasn't he on the battlefield just now? How could he have come to the back mountain of the Mo family land now
Didn't he just kill the devil Bai Qi—
Wait, who did he kill
Mo Lingyan's breathing suddenly trembled, he, he killed... Bai, Bai...
"Hey? Ling Yan, what's wrong with you?"
The author has something to say: I'm sorry, today's state is really bad, so I'll code so much for the time being, I will try my best to update the multi-word compensation tomorrow
If you don’t understand the plot of this chapter, you can read it together with the new chapter tomorrow.
Tomorrow's Big Fat Chapter will make Bai Mo's entanglements clear, and Xuan Yang will be back in the next chapter.