The night was getting darker and darker, and the candlelight was very soft. Ghost Cry saw Nangong with pear blossoms and rain for the first time, and his heart was pounding.

This atmosphere is a bit ambiguous.

"It's late at night, I'll send you back. Actually, the two were arranged in the same courtyard, and there was no need to cry at all, he just wanted to find something to say.

"Nope. Nangong bit his lip: "This time, how sure are you." ”

Ghost cried and shook his head: "I don't want to lie to you, I'm not sure." ”

The long years have brought not only great strength, but also wisdom, experience, and vision, which add up to turn Zhenyuan Daxian into a terrifying monster with almost no weaknesses.

"In case you die. Nangong's voice trembled: "What should I do?"

The ghost cry was silent, and Nangong grabbed the collar of the ghost cry: "This time, I will wait for you here, and I won't hold you back, but you leave me a thought." Otherwise, if you die, I will take the frost and snow to Wuzhuang Guan and work hard. ”

The two of them stopped talking.

The soft candlelight cast the shadows of the two on the window paper, and the two shadows blended together.

Then, the candlelight goes out.

Big Mouth secretly tried to sneak in through the crack in the door, but was pulled out by the big black horse.

The big black horse stood in the courtyard, looking at the full moon overhead. It was 10 years ago, or 20 years ago.

At that time, he was still a free wild horse, and this piece of grassland that raised himself galloped quickly, and when the interest came, he was not ashamed of his harem. The other horses wanted to contaminate his harem, and he raised his hooves and kicked them, opened his mouth to bite, and watched them wail and leave, and he was very proud.

Until one day, he met a sturdy general, and then, the days of freedom were over, and he said goodbye to his harem with tears, and after that came the war, the general died, and he changed one master after another. And most of the people around him are eunuchs, which is extremely miserable.

Later, when I got older and lost that ability, I stopped thinking about these things, and just survived.

Tonight, I suddenly remembered that when I left, how big of a grassland would those harems give me?

......

At the foot of Shu Mountain, in Yangjia Village, Cai Wei woke up from a dream full of sweat.

The iron armor of the unjust soul hanging on the wall screamed, very rhythmic, and the little treasure inside was playing.

Cai Wei put on her coat, sat up from the bed, stepped on her shoes and walked to the side of the Iron Armor of the Soul, her fingers touched it, and the sound of Xiaobao laughing came from her mind.

"Stop making a fuss, be quiet. Caiwei was in a bad mood, her tone was a little heavy, and her fingers tapped on the iron armor of the unjust soul.

Xiaobao stopped, and the Iron Armor of the Soul was silent. Cai Wei breathed a sigh of relief, pushed the door out, and went to the courtyard.

Under the moonlight, the thriving little treasure shook its body slightly with the wind, and the tender green leaves on its head rubbed and rustled slightly.

Cai Wei stepped forward and stroked Xiao Xiaobao's trunk. Xiao Xiaobao stretched out the branches and leaves and touched Cai Wei's head.

Cai Wei shook her head slightly: "I'm fine, I just had a nightmare." ”

Xiao Xiaobao asked curiously, and Cai Wei naturally understood what it meant.

"Nothing. Cai Wei suddenly laughed: "Now that I think about it, this dream is quite funny, I dreamed that my hair has become the same color as your hair." ”

After speaking, Cai Wei sighed again, holding on to the fence, under the moonlight, Yangjia Village was silent, and she said faintly: "I don't know how the ghost brother is now, whether he is injured, whether he is hot, whether he is ......"

She blushed, lowered her head, and muttered to herself, "Did you miss me?" ”

A lot happened that night.

The choice of the ghost crying, the memories of the big black, the nightmare of Cai Wei, and outside the city of Jiangzhou, two people dressed as Taoist priests, an old man and a young man, were hurrying.

The young Taoist priest asked, "Master, where are we going?" Now that we have arrived in Bashu, why do we have to go west, and then we will pass through Shu Mountain to the Endless Mountain. ”

The old Taoist priest replied, "Go to Shushan." ”

"Shushan!" The young Taoist priest was taken aback, and asked in a low voice, "Shouldn't we be looking for trouble with Shushan?"

"It has something to do with Shushan. The old Taoist priest smiled and said: "But it's not as dangerous as you think, just go and kill someone, kill us and leave, and when we return to Wuzhuang Temple, no matter how powerful Shushan is, they will not be able to take them." ”

"Oh!" the young Taoist priest smiled stiffly, his eyes twinkling.

It's not dangerous, I'm afraid it's not dangerous to you!

The young Taoist priest's heart is like a mirror, the dangerous thing must be done by him, and when the people of Shushan chase after him, you must be him as a shield. But there is no way, he doesn't want to do it, but he still has to do it, if he doesn't do it, he will be eaten alive by this old Taoist.

This old Taoist priest is nominally his master, and you have taught him a lot of skills. But in fact, he was not the apprentice of this old Taoist priest at all.

Seriously calculated, he should be the slave and reserve grain of this old Taoist, it seems that this old Taoist is very talkative, but in fact he has no human rights.

The relationship between the master and the apprentice is depressing and terrible.

The apprentice doesn't want to kill the master all the time, and the master doesn't want to squeeze the apprentice dry all the time, and then really eat it alive.

The young Taoist priest sighed, life is really difficult. He looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and then rubbed his eyes.

Hey, the moon is extraordinarily big today, it's as big as a house, and it just covers them.

Wait, the young Taoist priest stopped suddenly, how could the moon be so big.

Cold sweat broke out from his body, and the more he looked at the moon, the more chilled his heart became.

"What's wrong with you?" the old Taoist priest looked back impatiently: "It won't be that you want to delay time, I'll tell you......"

"Master!" the young Taoist priest almost groaned and shouted, "Look at the top of your head." ”

The old Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, looked up at the sky, and then, his pupils contracted.

The next moment, a sharp cry sounded in the quiet night, and the distant insect chirping disappeared in an instant, leaving only this sharp sound echoing in the mountains.

"Bright Moon !!!!!"

The old Taoist priest was in a hurry, and he wanted to cast a spell. But then, a mouthful of blood spurted out. Under the light of the moon, his mana shone like the sun on the snow, quickly dissolving. Not to mention casting spells, even if it is magical, it is difficult.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" the young Taoist priest asked, taking two steps back and preparing to run.

However, before the old Taoist priest could turn around, a flash of light flashed, and the old Taoist priest's head fell off his neck.

The young Taoist priest had a few drops of blood on his face, which were shot from the old Taoist priest's neck.

Mingyue, the young Taoist priest pondered that the old Taoist priest shouted two words before he died, and then his hands and feet were cold.

There is this kind of means, and it can make the old Taoist priest afraid of this in this vicinity. In addition to the group of sword masters in Shushan, who else could there be?

"Let's go!" The young Taoist priest didn't say a word, turned around and ran, ran a few steps and jumped up one by one, looking at his posture as wanting to fly.

However, he failed to fly and fell to the ground with a thud, blood spurting from his mouth.

He got up on his hands and feet, staggered and ran, ran two more steps, and his head flew out.

Poof, the headless corpse knelt on the ground.

In order to let the ghost cry worry-free, Shushan has already stared at the Wuzhuang Temple of Wanfu Mountain, these two Taoist priests just went out to sea, Shushan knew, when they set foot in Bashu, the Mingyue Sword Lord had already come to greet him personally.

Then, simply and neatly, cut off the troubles.