But until midnight, Chu nightning still did not come.
Stepping Xianjun first became manic-depressed, then turned gloomy, and then became worried.
The black robe dragged across the gold brick floor, he paced back and forth, and couldn't help but think, what happened to Chu nightning
The door of life and death is torn apart in time and space. Whether you want to ask the truth or try to stop it, you should come to Wushan Hall to find him. According to the temperament of the Big Dipper Immortal Venerable, even if he lacks arms and legs, he will come to trouble him.
Why not come
sick? - Impossible, that guy will definitely come when he is sick.
do not know? - Maybe I didn't know it before, but the two worlds opened up and changed color, how could I not know.
So…
Standing abruptly, the dark shadow appeared jagged and terrifying under the faint candlelight.
Could it be dead
Before I could think about it, my fingernails sank into my palm. Ta Xianjun gritted his teeth, and the muscles all over his body were trembling finely.
For eight years, Wushan Temple was a companion, and two years of corpses depended on each other. He spent most of his life with Chu Wanning. So much so that he returned to the world and saw that Chu Wanning didn't even have ashes left, and he went crazy.
For the passing of the teacher, he can accept it, but he does his best to hope that he can be resurrected.
But he couldn't accept the death of Chu nightning at all.
The night was darker, the only candle he had left was about to burn out, the lights were dripping into a pool, and his moths hadn't come yet.
The fear in my heart is getting deeper and deeper, like the ink stains on rice paper that are constantly smudged. He circled back and forth like a vulture, wandering back and forth.
In the end, he sat down on the soft couch like a relief.
But at this moment, he heard a faint sound on the roof.
Ta Xianjun got up suddenly, light and heat seemed to return to his body instantly, his eyes were amazingly bright, and he was full of hatred.
If he were to take a look at him in a mirror at this time, he would have found that his expression was similar to that of Chen Ajiao, who was playing and singing Nagato's grievances—it was the kind of resentful woman who sat down and waited for you to not come, and was angry and surging.
He gritted his teeth, and without even waiting for the other party to make a move, he kicked open the temple door and swept up the roof in the torrential rain.
"Chu nightning!"
Crazy incomprehensible.
"Why are you so down after he died? Do you not even want to care about the world you are thinking about when he is dead?"
Before the person could see the knife clearly, he slashed up, and in the rain, three or four moves were clanged, and there was a hard and cold sound of metal weapons colliding.
"Isn't it saying that all beings are the first and the last?! I have only come to a showdown with this seat until I have been depressed. What is the Yuheng Big Dipper Immortal Venerable in the late night, so it's so promising!"
The other party spoke, his voice blurred in the rainstorm: "What a mess..."
Ta Xianjun narrowed his eyes.
He immediately heard that the voice was not from Chu Wanning, which made his anger suddenly flash a trace of clarity. When the other party slashed the sharp blade towards him, his eyes were cold, and the blue light suddenly rose. Knife up and down.
Only the sound of "Zheng" was heard, and the opponent's weapon never lit up from the beginning to the end, and it broke into two parts under the tyrannical offensive of no return, and Qiang Lang fell on the roof of the roof.
"... Whose bastard thing?" After admitting the wrong person, Teng Xianjun became more and more irritable, "I don't even have a decent weapon, and I dare to assassinate this seat."
Shudi raised his hand and pointed Mo Knife at the top of the man's head, the words were cold: "Raise your face."
"… "
The man slowly raised his head.
The thunder cracked in an instant, illuminating his pale face.
Stepping on the bridge of Xianjun's nose wrinkled, his expression was extremely dangerous: "It's you again?"
Xue Meng got up, and his hands were shaking slightly. Stepping Xianjun followed his gaze and saw the two pieces of Longcheng Broken Blades shining brightly on the wet roof, and slowly understood in his heart.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at the drenched youth through the crevices of his eyelashes.
"It seems that I shouldn't say 'again' it's you." Stepping Xianjun said sensibly, "but I should say... it's you, my good brother."
The thunder rolled over, and the eardrum seemed to be crushed.
Xue Meng closed his eyes.
"It's the first time to fight with this seat." Ta Xianjun said, "It's really young and innocent years. I don't know how much cuter you are later."
"...You pay me back..." As soon as Xue Meng spoke, his voice choked, but he still said, "You pay back my parents' lives."
"You have already told me this in your previous life."
He opened his eyes suddenly, anger and pain coexisted: "You give back my brother's life!"
This time, Ta Xianjun didn't say a word. After a while, he sneered: "It's good to be a master. One or two, they all miss him."
"… "
"But has he told you that he is my reincarnation? He remembers all the sins and hatreds of his previous life." His eyes were cold and his teeth were sharp, "He is a liar!"
Xue Meng and Ta Xianjun faced off on the roof, like two black horned beasts.
The more he said, the more angry Ta Xianjun said, and his expression became more distorted: "His bastard, deceived the stability of the world, deceived his brothers and brothers, deceived family and friends, and deceived the good name of Master Mo - he should have died. How is it different from this seat?"
Xue Meng gritted his teeth and said: "You are not the same at all."
"Ha! Ridiculous!"
The rainwater merged into the river tide along the tiles and rushed from their feet: "What's the difference? What's the difference? How clean do you think he is? A hundred years of immersion in the rain can't wash off his dirt!"
Xue Meng's long eyelashes were soaked by the rain: "He and you are two people!!"
"Fuck you two people." Ta Xianjun understated and extremely vicious, "You just pretend to be blind."
Mrs. Wang was newly mourned. It was extremely harsh to hear such a sentence. Xue Meng angered and ignited the fire in her palm, and the spell fell to the emperor.
Ten years later, Xue Meng is not an opponent of stepping on Xianjun, let alone this brat.
Stepping on Xianjun expressionlessly avoided the past, the spirit fire did not even wipe his hair, but he raised his hand and grabbed Xue Meng's arm that had not been retracted, and a pair of black and purple eyes slowly Look down.
"The two people under the eaves, get out of this seat immediately. If you don't move, be careful that this seat will crush the claws of this little chick."
The two Mei Hanxue brothers turned over the eaves, one held the piano and the other held the sword.
Stepping Xianjun glanced at the two of them unexpectedly, and sneered: "Your life is really interesting. No matter which world is, stand with Xue Meng unconditionally."
When the eldest brother did not speak, the younger brother Mei Hanxue smiled and said: "Otherwise? Does Your Majesty think that everyone is like you, revenge for kindness and revenge, and cold-blooded?"
This sentence somewhat touched the sore spot of Stepping Xianjun. Chu nightning's face, Xue Zhengyi's face, and Wang Chuqing's face flashed in front of him one by one.
Kindness and revenge... Cold-blooded...
He was silent for a moment, and squeezed out a sneer in the heavy rain: "You two are really not afraid of death."
The blue veins of the arm violently grabbed Xue Meng's bun, and stepped on Xianjun and continued: "Xue Meng is the younger brother of Beidou Xianzun who is personally protected. You two have nothing to do with this seat, so you are not afraid of this seat. You are all chopped up."
Mentioning Chu nightning, Xue Meng became more and more angry: "You still have the face to mention the master? You are a wicked animal! A beast!"
"Why doesn't this seat dare to mention him?"
Stepping Xianjun said, lifted Xue Meng with one hand, and stared at Xue Meng's wet face.
He suddenly remembered those scattered memories belonging to Master Mo, the moonlight on Flying Flower Island, the night rain in Wuchang Town, and even the water mist in Wonderful Sound Pond... Suddenly, jealousy grew like weeds.
He said coldly and coldly: "Tell me, there is nothing in this seat that can't be mentioned about him."
"… "
"Who is he in this seat, didn't your upright and innocent brother tell you?"
Xue Meng was stunned first, and then his eyes widened: "You, what nonsense are you talking about..."
"Actually, have you always felt something?" Ta Xianjun stared at his eyes, and had the pleasure of driving his prey to a dead end. "From your relationship with them, from the gossip of others."
Xue Meng was stiff at first, and then trembled violently.
His trembling made Ta Xianjun very excited.
Right, that is it. Dirty Chu Wanning, sully Chu Wanning, isn't the Mo Zongshi who saw a ghost respectful and cautious, lest his relationship with Chu Wanning be made public
He just wouldn't let the hypocrite get his wish.
"What, you don't know yet?"
"No... no no no, don't say it."
"That means you know?"
Xue Meng was almost trembling, and his scalp was numb: "Don't say it!"
Ta Xianjun laughed loudly, his eyes fierce and crazy: "It seems that you have a bright heart, you are clear."
"Ink burns!"
"Chu nightning is the person on this bed."
Suddenly, he lost his mind, as if the wind and rain had extinguished his voice.
Treading Xianjun stared at Xue Meng, whose eyes were empty and trembling, and only felt the joy of extinction, so he was more and more licking the young man's heart, he sneered: "In this life, in the previous life, your master is all Lying on the mattress, I was done by this seat. The Fengya Inn in Wuchang Town, the Wonderful Sound Pool on the top of the dead, the wing room of Taobao Villa, I have turned the clouds and rains countless times, you can't think of it."
Xue Meng's whole person became ice, and his eyes were black and gray.
"That's right." Suddenly recalling another detail belonging to Master Mo, his pupils flashed with a cold and resentful luster, his thin lips opened and closed, "The brother you were protecting, passed you in front of your face. Master?"
"… "
"Just before you went to Jiaoshan, you went to Chu Wanning's room to find him. At that time, you stretched out your hand, touched Chu Wanning's forehead, and asked him if he had a fever."
Xue Meng's face became more and more pale.
Stepping Xianjun all smiled narrowly: "Can you imagine why Chu nightning's cheeks were flushed and his eyes were waved?"
"do not talk!!"
Naturally, anger will not be useful, it will only make Treading Immortal Jun more cruel: "Because the place separated by a curtain from you, under the quilt. Your good brother is holding your master, and is making him."
Xue Meng's face was white, red and blue, and he changed the color back and forth several times. He suddenly turned his head and couldn't bear the nausea.
The demon on earth was extremely satisfied with his response, he laughed out loud, and his eyes flashed with enthusiasm: "How, do you still think your brother is different from this seat? He just didn't tell you what he did. , how much do you think he is—"
A loud "Boom" interrupted his words.
Ta Xianjun turned his face abruptly, but saw the Tongtian Tower on the west side of the fire, countless monsters turned into golden lights, and they were born in the wind and rain.
"… what happened?"
As soon as I asked this question, I heard the sound of the piano in the distance, like the phoenix screaming, the sound of the fairy was like a thread, and those monsters were transformed in the sound of the piano, and they seemed to be moved by the sound of the piano, moving towards a certain ground The place was slaughtered, and among them, the wood-type monsters were the most brave and fearless.
Stepping Xianjun's pupils closed in an instant, he murmured: "Nine songs...?"
I can't care about Xue Meng, and I don't even have time to look at Xue Meng again. I stepped on Xianjun to break the rain and kicked the air. I lifted my fingers and called it back, and flew straight towards the Tongtian Tower.
In front of the Tongtian Tower is a sea of fire, and countless precious chess pieces with considerable cultivation are fighting against the group of monsters.
One is Hua Binan, who stands with his hands behind his back and manipulates Zhenlong.
The other is Chu Wanning, who is killing the eyes and playing the piano to urge the war.
Seeing Yu Heng in the night with the clothes flying in the sea of fire, stepping on Xianjun's heart was first loose - because Chu Wanning finally came. Then he was sullen - because although Chu nightning came, he didn't come to him to fight first, but went directly to Hua Binan.
He waited so long for him in vain!
"What is the pestle doing over there?" Hua Binan's spiritual power is inherently low, and at this moment, he is completely relying on those precious chess to compete with Chu Wanning. "
Ta Xianjun felt a pain in his skull, but he immediately agreed.
He jumped down from the air and stood in front of Hua Binan, with a dim light flickering in his hand, and he had already clenched Mo Dao in his palm.
"You go first, this seat is blocked here."
Hua Binan has been beaten by Chu Wanning for a long time, and there is no way to escape. At this time, when I saw Ta Xianjun take action, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Be careful of yourself," he ordered. "After the fight, lock this person up, and we mustn't let him hurt us again."
After speaking, the phantom disappeared, sneaked into the night, and disappeared.
Stepping Xianjun turned around again: "Chu nightning, this seat knows that you can't stand by. But I didn't expect that you would know how to find him first and start with him."
"… "
Chu nightning's face is pale, and his eyes are invisible, making it difficult to see his emotions.
"Why don't you come to this seat first. Huh?"
Chu nightning did not answer. In fact, he and Ta Xianjun were more like a corpse at the moment. The soul in the entire body of Immortal Big Dipper seemed to be dead, and only a layer of instinct held him up, allowing him to do the last thing for this world.
Stepping on Xianjun jumped up and broke down with Chu nightning. His subordinates moved very fast, squinting at him in the fire and rain: "Because you think you can't beat this seat?"
"… "
The knife in his hand slashed and collided with Qin Yin's spiritual power: "Because I don't know how to face Xue Meng?"
"… "
More and more painful, so more and more vicious. His swordsmanship is extremely fast, and the momentum is ferocious. Because of the spiritual core of Mo Zongshi, it is more and more sharp than before, and it is close to Chu night and Ningqin in an instant.
"Because of..."
Jealousy soaks in between the molars.
The golden brilliance and the blue brilliance meet at this moment, the mo knife falls, the nine songs whistle, Chu nightning's fingertips flick, and an indestructible guardian enchantment falls.
In an instant, the spiritual current hissed and spewed, and his knife touched his enchantment.
Across the film of the flowing begonia petals, the eyes are facing each other.
"It's because..." Suddenly the flame in Xianjun's hand weakened, and when it lit up again, it was no longer a wood-type blue, but a fire-type red.
That was the color of spiritual flow that Master Mo used to use.
Chu nightning was startled.
The firelight and the golden light were still glued together, and the splendor splashed like the pouring rain at the moment. After the barrier, Ta Xianjun's handsome face suddenly softened.
"Or because, Master..." Beneath the thick eyelashes, his eyes were affectionate and sad, "You can't bear to see me die a second time?"
The slamming sound actually played the wrong string, and the halo of Chu nightning's enchantment suddenly weakened. The moment of no return, it fell violently, and in an instant, the golden light was torn apart, and there were scattered begonia flower shadows.
The powerful spiritual force slammed him to the ground, and when he saw that he was about to fall into the muddy puddle, a hand reached out and embraced his waist. Chu nightning knew that he was in his trap, and couldn't help but shouted: "Mo Weiyu!"
In the rainy sky, Ta Xianjun laughed because of the success of his trick, and the corners of his mouth curled up with the contentment and cruelty that he finally got what he wanted.
He was no longer gentle, and when he spoke again, it was already green-faced and fangs: "Very good. You are finally willing to talk to people."
"… "
Ta Xianjun grabbed his cheek, almost touching the tip of his nose to the tip of his nose and his lips touching his lips. He said solemnly: "If you don't speak again, I am afraid that this seat will treat you as dumb."