On the moon star, there are many mountains and few jungles. From a distance, it is uninhabited. There are no mortals here, even those who are cultivators are extremely rare.
After all, there are not many monks who can break through the wind and step into the starry sky. At the very least, they also need to have a cultivation level above the infant stage, and they also need a star compass. Otherwise, it will be difficult to move in the vast starry sky.
Wang Lin led Zhou Ru and Xiaobai to gallop in the moon-star sky, and the mountains passed by under his feet, making Zhou Ru often exclaimed.
In a jungle north of Moon Star, Wang Lin caught a big tiger for Zhou Ru. The tiger was purple all over and three battles long, with amazing aura.
The only thing that made Wang Lin strange was that the tiger's mind was not activated, and he was far from Xiaobai's cleverness.
But in his body, there is a strange force. Under a roar, sand and rocks flew around, and gold and stones could be broken in one pounce, which was similar to the ordinary monks in the late stage of foundation building.
Wang Lin was able to deal with this tiger easily, leaving Zhou Ru's mark on its soul, making it impossible for this tiger to eat the lord, so he gave it to Zhou Ru.
Zhou Ru's affection for this tiger immediately increased to the level of Xiaobai.
I'll call you Xiaozi from now on! Zhou Ru clapped her hands, sat on Xiao Zi's back, and said happily.
Xiaobai bowed his head to the side, extremely disdainful in his heart, secretly saying that he is a dignified tiger, how could he be comparable to this stupid and big man in front of him.
Thinking of this, he screamed at the purple tiger listlessly.
Unexpectedly, the purple tiger shook his head immediately. Roaring at Xiaobai, the sound was full of impact, earth-shaking.
Xiaobai groaned, and his whole body hair instantly opened, and his body suddenly withdrew several feet involuntarily. His small eyes stared at the purple tiger with a look of horror, but he didn't dare to move forward.
In this scene, Zhou Ru happily clapped his hands and said, "Xiao Bai, you can't beat Xiao Zi."
Wang Lin looked at Zhou Ru's happy face, and became silent. He didn't have much feelings for Zhou Ru to be precise. If he really did, it was just a result of watching her grow up over the years. It feels like a father looks at the child.
The only thing he cared about was Li Muwan alone.
The day when Li Muwan Yuanying wakes up is the day when Ru soul is swallowed up this week. There is no possibility of symbiosis between the two.
If Li Muwan’s Yuan Ying was taken out in advance, Zhou Ru’s death could be solved, but Li Muwan would not escape death.
After all, Li Muwan's Yuan Ying, who is still sleeping and recovering at this moment, will be taken out before he wakes up, and will immediately dissipate between heaven and earth.
In Wang Lin's heart, he knew who was more important, and he knew that there was no suspense about this.
It was just that Wang Lin was struggling to sacrifice this child for his own selfish desires and to restore Li Muwan's Nascent Soul.
Although he has killed countless people in this life, every time he kills a person, he asks himself the right heart, and the right one. Although he is a demon, he is not the kind of demon without humanity.
Spring has passed and autumn has come, and in a blink of an eye, two years have passed.
Zhou Ru is 15 years old, and there are still four years before Li Muwan wakes up.
In the past two years, Zhou Ru's body gradually developed. After she became a slim girl, Li Muwan appeared more and more frequently in her night dreams.
In the past two years, Wang Lin has been meditating and vomiting, and the bitterness in his heart has become stronger and stronger.
Choosing Li Muwan is an inevitable choice. But how to ensure that Li Muwan Yuanying can not harm the child at the same time is a question he has been thinking about over the past two years.
Zhou Ru's words have gradually disappeared in the past two years, and she often sits alone on Xiao Zi's back. Followed by Xiao Bai, staring at the sky in a daze.
"Xiaobai, the elder sister in my body is slowly waking up. I can feel that when she is fully awakened, I will leave... After I am gone, Xiaobai, you must be obedient, and I will beg my uncle. You sent it back to the forest. Xiaobai, will you miss me in the future..." Zhou Ru whispered.
Xiao Bai raised his head and looked at Zhou Ru, with a pair of tiger eyes showing a complex color.
Over the years, although Zhou Ru has often bullied him, in fact he can feel that Zhou Ru loves him very much. Sometimes when he sees Xiao Zi bullying him, he will be partial and teach Xiao Zi.
All of this was seen in its eyes. Although Xiao Bai was a tiger spirit, at this moment, he felt a bit bitter in his heart. It looked at Zhou Ru, his head nodded a little.
Zhou Ru smiled slightly, jumped off Xiao Zi, came to Xiao Bai, touched his hair, and whispered: "Xiao Bai, do you think uncle will miss me after I leave..."
Xiaobai let out a low growl, looking at Zhou Ru.
Zhou Ru touched Xiaobai’s hair, her expression a little lonely, she looked up at the figure sitting cross-legged on the top of the distant mountain, and whispered from the bottom of her heart: "Uncle, Xiao Ruer wants to understand. When you look at me every day, Always looking at the sister in my body, not me, I know that she must be very important to you, Xiao Ruer understands what to do."
There were tears in Zhou Ru's eyes, and she looked at Xiao Zi, who was silly next to her, and smiled lightly: "Xiao Zi, after I go, you will be free."
Sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, Wang Lin seemed to meditate, but in fact he was thinking of ways.
The Way of Heaven... I, Wang Lin, opposed the Way of Heaven. But I didn't think, in the end, I was teased by this heavenly Dao... Wang Lin was silent.
"Uncle, uncle, will you come down?" Zhou Ru's call came from below.
Wang Lin looked down at Zhou Ru, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, stood up, fell down, and came to Zhou Ru's side.
"Uncle, sit down, Xiao Ru'er wants to comb your hair." Zhou Ru smiled innocently. Holding a wooden comb in his hand, this thing was given to her by Tie Yan back then.
Without waiting for Wang Lin to speak, she pulled Wang Lin to a big stone, let Wang Lin sit down, stand in his deep, holding a wooden comb, and carefully combing Wang Lin's hair.
Her expression was serious, and after a while, she whispered softly: "Uncle, can you talk to Xiao Ru'er, can you tell the story of your sister?"
A piece of the past, uttered from his mouth, fell in Zhou Ru's ears behind him, her little hand, while combing Wang Lin's hair, while listening, sometimes her body shook slightly, as if she had a sense of understanding.
"Uncle, if I die early, won't sister Wan'er wake up..." Zhou Ru put down the comb and said softly.
Wang Lin turned around and looked at Zhou Ru, his eyes showing a trace of strangeness.
Zhou Ru raised her head, looked at Wang Lin, with sadness in her eyes, and whispered, "Uncle, in your eyes, is Xiao Ru'er just a body that wakes up sister Wan'er? Since childhood, I have always regarded you as mine. Relatives, my uncle... When I want you to see me, you no longer look at Sister Wan'er, but at the real me, even if only once."
Wang Lin looked at Zhou Ru, was silent for a while, and said slowly: "Xiao Ru'er, you are tired, go to rest." After speaking, he turned around and took a step. Disappeared in place.
The wooden comb in Zhou Ru's hand fell to the ground, and she knelt down, crying.
Two lines of tears flowed from the corner of my eyes...
"Uncle, I'm scared!" As Zhou Ru was crying, the complex color in his eyes in a low voice became thicker.
"Wan'er, if it were you, how would you choose..."
Xiaobai is missing.
There was no sound of its disappearance, but Wang Lin saw that it had quietly left this mountain in the middle of one night and walked away.
Zhou Ru was extremely sad about Xiaobai's departure and suffered a serious illness.
In her sleep and sickness, she often babbled and called Xiaobai.
In Zhou Ru's young mind, Xiao Bai, although she often bullies, she loves it extremely, even with Xiao Zi, she always put Xiao Bai extremely high in her heart.
Xiaobai is her friend, her only friend.
But when Wang Lin was about to get Xiaobai back, Zhou Ru stopped. She looked at Wang Lin pleadingly, and said softly: "Xiaobai wants to go. It's its own choice. It should have a choice, uncle, It is happier than Xiao Ru'er, and it can still choose... Don't look for it..."
Wang Lin's heart was very painful. He sighed and walked away silently, thinking about ways to achieve both ends in four years. He already had a plan in his heart.
"Uncle doesn't want me anymore, Xiao Bai, you also leave me..." A month later, Zhou Ru recovered from her illness, but she was more silent than ever. I often look into the distance, in a daze.
Two months later, in the early morning, a tired but excited tiger roar came from a distance. Then, Xiao Bai's figure appeared in Zhou Ru's line of sight, between a few jumps, Came to Zhou Ru's side.
In its mouth, there was a fiery red branch with a fruit on it.
Xiaobai, I'm back.
Zhou Ru looked at Xiao Bai, crying with joy.
"Xiao Bai, you didn't leave me, Xiao Bai..." Zhou Ru hugged Xiao Bai, and while tears were left, she showed a happy smile.
Xiao Bai is thinner, and the hair on her body is also damaged in many places, and there are some traces of scratches. It is no longer as martial as it used to be, but full of fatigue.
Even under its abdomen, there was a deep wound, even though the wound was crusted at this moment. But there was still blood oozing out, soaking the hair.
Xiao Bai put down the branch in his mouth. He licked Zhou Ru with his tongue, then shook his head and looked around cautiously. After making sure that Wang Lin was not found, he immediately pulled Zhou Ru's clothes, and then touched the fruit on the branch with his paw.
"Xiao Bai, what are you?" Zhou Ru was startled, picking up the fruit from the ground.
Xiao Bai looked around, anxious expression appeared on his face, and he kept roaring, signalling Zhou Ru to eat more quickly.
"Xiaobai, are you asking me to eat this?" Zhou Ru and Xiaobai had been in contact for a long time, and naturally they could tell what the other party meant at a glance.
Zhou Ru took the fruit, glanced at it, and said softly, "Xiao Bai, what kind of fruit is this?"
"This is a broken baby fruit!" Wang Lin's voice came slowly from a distance.
Xiaobai's whole body hair suddenly rose, blocking Zhou Ru's body, staring into the distance, and growled.