It was almost a distorted scream, Xue Meng slammed towards the teacher, but it was too late, Hua Binan was like Yama, and the god of death came to the sky, swept from the air, and slammed the teacher from behind. neck.
"Teacher!"
"Master Mingjing!"
The elders at the top of life and death, Xue Meng, have heard it and looked back. Hua Binan has taken the teacher's sword to the wind and rose into the air. Under the bright moon that is in the sky, he looked coldly. Facing the crowd below.
Xue Meng was going crazy, stepping on Longcheng to catch up, but in the middle of the way, he was forced to go no further by the killer bees thrown by Hua Binan.
Hua Binan made the neck of the teacher, and the slender finger wearing the snake ring slowly stroked the opponent's throat, and suddenly "Zheng!" A long thorn appeared on the snake ring, flashing sternly. cold light.
"The pupil therapy technique is extremely difficult to repair." Hua Binan said slowly, "This little friend is young and not a disciple of Gu Yueye. To be able to use it so well, he is also very talented."
With his actions, who could not notice the people fighting on the ground
For a while, Xue Zhengyi was good, the ink was burning, and even Chu Wanning, who was in front of the connection, clearly saw that the teacher was captured by Hua Binan.
The ink-burning pupils suddenly closed, and under the anger and anxiety, the scarlet light came from the ghost, and more than ten people such as Huang Xiaoyue were shocked back several feet. , if it falls, there will be no echo, and it will be swallowed.
"Hua Binan! You let him go!"
The teacher looked pale, looked down at the ink, and looked at Xue Meng.
He pursed his lips, and finally said, "Go help Shizun, don't worry about me."
"Teacher!"
Chu nightning was in front of the array, and his face was like white paper. A pair of hands against the eyes of the array couldn't stop shaking and trembling. The blue veins on the back of the hands burst, and a heart was hanging to the throat.
The teacher's eyes turned and fell on him, and there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.
"Master..."
"It's such a coincidence." Hua Binan was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "I grabbed it casually, did I actually catch Zongshi Chu's apprentice?"
Chu nightning: "..."
"It's no wonder that he has already learned something at a young age." Hua Binan did not hesitate to praise, "Don't you feel bad for such a good apprentice, being a master?"
"Hua Binan, if you hurt him, I will ask you to pay it back!"
"The implication is that the master plans to do nothing today?" Hua Binan smiled and said to the teacher, "Did you hear, save you, or seal the array, he chose the latter."
The teacher closed his eyes, his lips trembled slightly, but he did not speak.
Hua Binan said with a loud laugh: "In this way, I really feel sorry for this little friend. I have worshipped a master, but I think that righteousness is more important than the life of my apprentice. The teacher is clear and pure, you are truly pitiful. "
Surrounded by the sound of hunting wind, no one answered for a long time.
Xu is because his life is hanging by a thread, and the teacher slowly opened his eyes in this silence. He said: "Master, I'm sorry."
"… "
"I know... You all remember that I did some things out of my own selfish desires. I still don't know whether those things are right or wrong... I'm actually not worthy of being a master's apprentice. Many times, I can't do it. To sacrifice one’s life for righteousness is awe-inspiring…”
"Teacher..."
On the high platform, Xue Meng heard him say this, and couldn't help but think of the night that Chu Ning died, and the guilt made them go to the underworld to save the teacher, but the teacher hesitated a little and didn't agree quickly.
And Mo Ran thought of the bowl of hand-picking that year, and thought of the inn, the teacher made a long sigh, and apologetically told him that the bowl of tenderness was originally made by Chu nightning.
And what about Chu nightning
What Chu nightning thought of was that before Jin Chengchi asked for the sword, the teacher sighed that he couldn't get it for Shenwu.
Other than that, I can't think of his more regrets.
This person, the teacher, has always been gentle, perfect, and obedient. He is like a heavy snow that falls in the winter, pure and white, so a little bit of dust and mud on the snow, and a branch or a half of a plum blossom will be particularly eye-catching and particularly troubling.
Whether his faults or his hesitations, his occasional bit of selfishness and a bit of heart are so clearly visible and unforgettable.
But he was also a very ordinary person, not a stone statue or a silk painting, he also had an affair.
But no one really knew him.
For Xue Meng, the teacher is a friend. He feels that this friend should follow him, accompany him, affirm him, and support him.
For the former ink burning, the teacher is the object of admiration. He feels that this object is of course holy, tolerant, warm, and flawless.
For Chu Wanning, the teacher is a disciple. He is gentle, approachable, and has tolerance and forbearance that he admires and admires.
At this time, they suddenly realized that all along, the teacher has been silently in front of Xue Meng's close friend and follower, in front of the mosquito blood that burned the former cinnabar mole, in front of the most inconspicuous under the seat of Chu nightning, The most unremarkable apprentice.
The only thing he didn't do was himself.
Hua Binan sneered: "Do you have any last words to say?"
"Hua Binan, let him go!"
"Don't hurt him!"
"Don't hurt him, it's easy to say." Hua Binan said, "You are all ready to capture and wait to die. Naturally, I don't need his life."
"… "
The formation in front of Chu nightning is bright and dark. Obviously, when the formation is at stake, whether it is sealed or burst into shape, it will be done again. The strength of his hand did not withdraw, but it was trembling slightly—
This is not a split in the ghost world, the choice is only a matter of seconds, and there is no time to think about it.
This is to put the knife on his apprentice's neck, give him hesitation, and let him see it with his own eyes, making him painfully stabbed in the back.
Hua Binan raised his chin slightly and said with a light smile: "How about, the formation is opened, you can fight again, but if this knife falls, it will be very difficult to survive again. Grandmaster can think clearly. ."
At this moment, the teacher spoke.
His voice wasn't very loud, but it was still clearly audible.
"Actually, I don't like eating candied haws."
"..." Hua Binan stared down at him, as if she didn't understand what he meant for a while.
The teacher did not cry, but the teacher smiled slightly, looking at the close friends, old people, and masters on the ground.
"I don't like to eat candied haws, but Young Master, you always asked me to help you eat it when you were young. What I want to practice the most is spirit formation. Unfortunately, Master thinks that I am not talented enough and refuses to give me too much. I... "His eyes fell on Mo Ran, "A Ran, I actually know what you wanted to say on the day when Caidie Town was cracked."
The ink burned suddenly and looked at him blankly.
The teacher still smiled softly and peacefully: "... But then the master came back, and you never finished the unspoken words. In the restaurant, I saw you eating together, and I saw your eyes and knew You'll never say that last sentence again in your life."
Ink burning: "..."
"I actually envy the young master, and I... I also envy the master." The teacher said softly, "Can you not feel that I hate it because of my envy..."
"I never thought you hated it!" Xue Meng shouted anxiously, his eyes couldn't help but red, "I, I don't know that you don't like sugar gourd, I really don't know... Teacher! Teacher!"
Hua Binan was impatient, he grabbed the teacher's neck, stared at Chu Wanning, and said sternly: "I count to three, if you don't stop, I will destroy him!"
"Don't!" Xue Meng looked back in a hurry and shouted anxiously towards Chu Wanning, "Master, stop first! Can't watch the teacher have an accident in front of us! Stop it!"
"one."
The trembling of Chu Wanning's fingertips has gone from being undetectable to being clearly visible to everyone.
He looked at the teacher, and the phoenix eyes that were always sharp met the peach blossom eyes that were always soft, and the phoenix eyes were wet.
"two!"
"Wow—"
At this moment, blood splashed.
Xue Meng and Mo Ran's shouts have almost become sharp swords to pierce the Qionglu: "Teacher!!!"
"... No need to count three." The blood dripped down, and the teacher raised his hand and covered his eyes.
He never cried from beginning to end.
But at this moment, blood gushed out of his eyes and slid down his cheeks.
When Hua Binan counted to two, he ran into the cold thorn that Hua Binan was hanging in front of him, and wiped it across. Hua Binan was startled and seemed to close his hand, the thorns were a few inches away, and the sharp blade that was supposed to be wiped on the teacher's neck wiped his eyes, and in an instant, his eyes were blurry!
"Under Yuheng's seat, there has never been a drop, and... there has never been... weak."
"Teacher!"
"Teacher!!!"
The sound cracked the sky.
Chu nightning was also shocked. He had already tried his best. At this moment, he saw the apprentice's self-destructing eyes, bloody face, and could not help but soften his hands. A violent wave of spiritual current surged out of Zhong Kuang, which hit him in the chest and shook him out of the foot.
Chu nightning slammed out a mouthful of blood, but he couldn't take care of himself. He wanted to make up the array with his backhand, but it was too late. Hua Binan was stunned and laughed. He pulled up the front of the teacher's clothes and pulled him up, his eyes flashing with joy.
"I didn't expect you to be so useful? In this way, it would be a pity to kill you."
"What are you doing, Hua Binan?!"
Hua Binan didn't answer, only glanced at Xue Meng, and then turned his eyes to the black mysterious enchantment that was rapidly splitting, and said with a smile: "This method has combined the efforts of so many people, and it is finally going to open. Everyone. A leader of the Taoist sect, a heroic hero, this formation is the first time in Hua Mou's life that he has opened up, and I have no idea what will happen next."
As he said, the sword quickly sank, and with the teacher, he swept down towards the entrance of the hall of the soul platform, and when he disappeared in front of the passage, he threw the last sentence to everyone—
"Just stay here and have fun. This Jiaoshan is magnificent, and it is a beautiful thing to use it as a place to bury bones."
Almost at the same time, there was a deafening loud noise from the sky. The formation was like ink splashed on rice paper, quickly smearing away, swallowing most of the sky in the blink of an eye, and even the moon was hidden behind the dull black.
"What's wrong!"
"What kind of formation is this?!"
"Is it the ghost world cracking?"
"But the ghost world is not of this color!"
At this moment, the people who had just fought so hard turned into grasshoppers on a boat again, and all looked up at the black sky gap with alertness.
This may no longer be called a rift. Above the soul-calling platform, more than half of the sky has been cracked, and a dull and rapid vibration can be vaguely heard from the bottomless darkness.
Huang Xiaoyue's face was sallow, and her nose moved: "This is... Is there any monster coming out from behind? Why is there such a big movement."
The ink burned in the lead, and stood at the front with the ghost in hand, and suddenly, a thunderstorm passed through the night.
Boom!
The sky is broken!
"Cracked!!"
"There's something behind! Something's coming out!"
"Is it a ghost?!"
Xue Meng saw that Mo Ran and Chu Wanning were too close to the dark crack. He wiped the tears on his face and ran towards his cousin and his master, but he was dragged by Xue Zhengyi. He stopped, pulling him tightly behind him.
"father!"
"Don't go over, stand here!"
"I don't want it! I want to be with Shizun and my brother!"
Xue Zhengyi's eyes were as sharp as never before, and he couldn't deny it: "You don't want to die?! Do you know-"
The rest of the words were like dead branches falling off, and he was stunned and did not say any more.
Xue Meng cried.
Almost screamed: "Dad, I'm going to help them, the teacher has been taken away, I can no longer hide behind you to see any of them hurt! Please!!"
Xue Zhengyi has not answered yet, the dark formation is hissing with blue smoke and thunder and lightning, and there is a billowing cloud of smoke coming from it.
When they got closer, they found that they were a group of monks dressed in black and covered with masks!
They stepped on their swords, guarded the wind with their emptiness, and descended from the sky amid thunder and lightning. They were in groups one by one, unable to see the sect or the way out. The man at the head wore a luxurious cloak embroidered with gold and silver threads. Wearing a hood, he also covered his face with a ferocious silver-gray mask. He stood in the air with his hands behind his back, the wind was blowing in all directions, and the clouds gathered.
"What exactly is this?"
Xue Zhengyi was stunned.
Others, who have seen little in the world, can't say a word, just staring blankly at the sky.
Is it a ghost
But no, there is no such ghost.
More and more people came out of the black cloud with swords, dozens, hundreds of people... Finally, Wu Yangyang stood on the sky, and it was on a par with the monks on the ground, nearly a thousand people!
Xue Zhengyi shuddered, and sighed after a long while: "Is your Excellency a human or a ghost? Why don't you report your family?!"
"..." The headed man turned his eyes, and when his eyes fell on Xue Zhengyi, it seemed to be meaningful.
"Speak! Do you understand what we are talking about?" Xue Meng also shouted.
The man didn't say more, paused, raised a pale and slender hand, and froze in the air.
Then, he waved and dropped, concise and comprehensive.
"kill."
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