On the shore of the floating dream lake, the white mist is misty.

The figure of the white wooden ring, reflected in the lake, seems to be intoxicated in the center of the lake. The breeze occasionally comes, rippling clear waves, peerless faces, gently rippling.

In addition to beauty, it seems that it is also a face that will never be seen clearly. The tears gradually slipped down the cheeks of the white wooden ring.

Tears splashed down and scattered in an instant. Bai Muhuan's body was slightly shocked.

However, except for the poem and the tears, Bai Muhuan's eyes were not too painful. Not only is there no pain, but there is a hint of laughter.

It's just that there is too much evil and coldness in that smile.

Immediately, Bai Muhuan raised his hand gently, it was a Xuan Immortal power. At that moment, I don't know how many blood dream camellias suddenly flew up. In the void, red flowers are like curtains, dotted with stars.

In the floating dream lake, there are reflections like blood, and for a time they are like blood. The fragrance of blood is scattered throughout the void. At this moment, there was a ghostly smell in the entire radius.

Bai Muhuan stood on the red boulder, but his eyes were full of intoxication. Gently closing her eyes and inhaling deeply, her bare slender snow-white neck is delicate and charming.

The Blood Dream Camellia emitted a faint red mist. The red mist rolled gently, like a lingering shape. Gradually, they all wrap around the white wood ring and are then sucked by it.

After a while, Bai Muhuan slowly opened his eyes.

Her face was flushed, as bright as a peach blossom, and the cold glow in her eyes was gone. However, there are unfinished spring waves.

It was an extremely strange and ambiguous feeling, just like the white wooden ring at this time. I have just experienced a cloud and rain in Wushan, and the joy of fish and water.

Gasping softly, it gradually calmed down. The skin of the white wooden ring is shiny, and the more dazzling and intoxicating soul is intoxicating.

In the void, those red and brilliant blood dream camellias, which were originally suspended, turned dark red at some point. Bai Muhuan's eyes were clear and cold, just staring at the surface of the floating dream lake. Gradually, it became gentle.

That kind of gentleness must be the gentleness of Bai Muhuan that no man in the Hatless Valley has ever seen today.

Anyone. There are the softest corners of the heart, and the qiē of the white wooden ring seems to be in the floating dream lake. The water rippled, rippling a somewhat green man's face. It also ripples out of another world.

Ignorance. That was many years ago.

Gentle wind, green water. A young girl, a young boy. There is no sorrow, only brightness. Every qiē in Chaofeng Valley is endlessly beautiful. Five-colored butterflies, soft grass fragrance.

That year, on the shore of Fumeng Lake, blood camellia bloomed. Red as fire.

The young man picked one. Wear it gently in the girl's hair. At that moment, the girl blushed, happiness is so simple.

Gently, the boy took the girl into his arms, and then lowered his head and leaned over, the girl closed her slender eyelashes, and responded with a youthful voice. It was the first kiss, and it was the purest love in the world.

On the floating dream lake, the reflected qiē is naturally in the eyes of the white wooden ring.

If time can be reversed, if a qiē can come again, then Bai Muhuan must be willing to go back to that moment, and then freeze the years forever.

"Never lose my love, who knows my heart?" Bai Muhuan suddenly sneered.

The lake rippled, and suddenly a black whirlpool appeared, and the scene of young boys and girls disappeared in an instant. Because, happiness is always short-lived.

A bend of the blood moon, hanging in the void, it should be the fifteenth night of a blood moon continent. The corners of Bai Muhuan's mouth were slightly curved, and the tenderness in his eyes gradually became a little blood-red.

Although, she has seen those qiē that are about to appear countless times, but she can still disturb her immortal heart every time. Some things don't change in the slightest over time.

However, at this moment, the white mist barrier that the white wood ring scattered outside the Floating Dream Lake suddenly shook.

"Huh?" Bai Muhuan raised her eyebrows, she knew someone was coming.

"Scatter!" With a soft drink, the thousands of blood dream camellias on the floating dream lake suddenly fell and completely floated on the floating dream lake.

However, as soon as you touch the lake, all the flowers instantly wither, turn black, and then sink directly to the bottom of the lake.

The floating dream lake was calm in an instant, and it disappeared as soon as it was when the white wooden ring first came, as if nothing had happened.

At the same time, a cold killing intent flashed in Bai Muhuan's eyes. In the entire Hatredless Valley, who would dare to break into here? Even Mozhen Mountain would never dare to do this.

But at the moment when Qi Qi disappeared, a gray-robed monk with a restrained spirit knelt down on one knee in front of Bai Muhuan.

Xuanxian Ninefold Dà Complete!

If the shopkeeper was here at this time, he would definitely be surprised. Because, this gray-clothed monk was one of the two guards who stood behind Mo Zhenshan last night.

"Subordinate, see Miss!" This is an extremely interesting title, because almost all the people in the entire Valley of Hatred call Bai Muhuan Madame.

"Huh?" Seeing this gray-clothed man, the heavy murderous intent in Bai Muhuan's eyes gradually faded.

"Disturb Miss Qingxiu, your subordinates are guilty!" the gray-clothed monk bowed his head and confessed.

"Since it's you, it's naturally fine!Something big happened, why did you come here in person?" Bai Muhuan's tone was calm. But she knew that if it wasn't for an absolute matter, this person would not have appeared in front of her.

As a result, the white wooden ring spread out his divine sense, and at the same time, with a wave of one hand, a faint layer of blue smoke emitted and directly melted into the white immortal mist barrier.

"Miss, the drunken demon Luo is here, I saw Mozhen Mountain last night!" said the gray-clothed monk.

"What?" Bai Muhuan frowned, "Drunken Demon again?"

As he spoke, Bai Muhuan sealed his hands, and within the white mist and blue smoke, a blood-red enchantment suddenly rose. The White Wood Ring and the Grey Friar, completely sealed within the barrier.

No voice could be heard, and no one could hear their conversation.

On the enchantment, the red light flowed, and sometimes only the beautiful face of Bai Muhuan could be seen, his expression changed several times, and the murderous desire in his eyes was strong.

On the floating dream lake, there are slight waves. Blood Dream Camellia, full bloom. It took a full hour for the grey monk to bow down to the white wooden ring, and then his hands were sealed, and they disappeared in an instant.

No one knows what they said.

The barrier is gone. Bai Muhuan's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a wisp of her stunning beauty, which was extremely disproportionate to her murderous intent. Looking at the floating dream lake, looking at the blood camellia.

At some point, the red boulder had completely melted at the foot of the white wooden ring, gradually turning into a red mist.

Blood Dream Stone, the water is long, and it will go for thousands of years. At this time, Bai Muhuan had already decided that today would be the last time she stood on this stone. Look at the floating dream lake and see the blood camellia.

The former earth is like a floating dream, how many vicissitudes of the past have been stained red with blood?

"All the Mo family, damn it! Damn it, too! There is no valley of hatred. Why do you still need a Hall of Eternal Hatred?Ancestor, have you seen through the future?" Bai Muhuan smiled strangely.

"One hate, ten thousand hatreds! Then, let the entire hateless valley be buried with you!" waved his hand, dispersed all the mist, and the white wooden ring slowly left.

The Water Stop Pavilion is the living place of the White Wood Ring. It was slightly away from the other temples of the Bai family. There are seven houses in total. Returning from the Floating Dream Lake, the white wooden ring still has no wind.

Chaofeng Valley. The scenery all the way, but at this time, you can't enter the eyes of the white wooden ring. Occasionally, the monks of the Bai family passed by and saluted Bai Muhuan, and their eyes were more not cordial, but awe. Bai Muhuan, but responded one by one.

Outside the Water Stop Pavilion, there was silence.

On weekdays, in addition to Bai Muhuan, there are only two or three maids here, and Ling'er is in charge. Today, Bai Muhuan went to Fumeng Lake to enjoy the flowers, and it is estimated that they will practice alone, or play greedily.

Because, it always takes a long time to enjoy the flowers in the white wooden ring. Three days and five days, all rare, basically in months, waiting for the blood camellia to zero before coming back, or even sitting for a few years.

Xuan Xian's ninefold dà perfection! Bai Muhuan's divine sense and spiritual sense are naturally extremely powerful.

At this time, as soon as he entered the Water Stopping Pavilion, Bai Muhuan sensed a trace of abnormality, and his face couldn't help but turn cold.

The easternmost room of the Water Stopping Pavilion was Ling'er's room. At this time, an enchantment was actually laid out, but the enchantment at the level of soul cultivation was nothing but a void for the white wooden ring.

"Cover your ears and steal the bell!" Bai Muhuan sneered.

The man's gasps and the moans of his daughter's house, as well as all kinds of beautiful pictures, were clearly transmitted to Bai Muhuan's ears and consciousness.

Ling'er's expression, full of enthusiasm, made Bai Muhuan a little surprised.

"Prodigal hoof!" a slight hint of anger flashed in Bai Muhuan's eyes, and then he called coldly, "Ling'er!"

"Ahh

Fortunately, everyone is a powerful monk, and they are at ease. As soon as the mind moved, the two separated, and their clothes were neat in an instant, so that they would not be so wolf.

The figure flashed, and Ling'er had already appeared in front of Bai Muhuan, her face flushed and her eyes were extremely frightened.

"Madam, you're back!" Ling'er never expected Bai Muhuan to come back so soon, otherwise how dare he?

"Looks like I'm back a little early?" Bai Muhuan said coldly, "In broad daylight, you don't practice well, and you're actually greedy for joy?"

"Uh, not early, not early!" Ling'er said in a panic, and then knelt on the ground with a thud, "Madame spares her life, Ling'er knows that she is wrong!"

Bai Muhuan raised his eyebrows, and at this time, a young soul cultivator suddenly knelt down in front of her.

"Madam, spare Ling'er. I am willing to bear all the qiē alone!" The young man stood in front of Ling'er, although he knew that this kind of protection was meaningless, but he still did it firmly.

The young man's face was still very green, but it was full of determination.

"You are not a member of the Bai family, you are a disciple of He Gu?" I don't know why, looking at the young man, Bai Muhuan's face softened.

"The disciple is practicing in the Cold Dust Valley, his name is He Yun!" the young man's voice trembled slightly, and Ling'er grabbed the corner of his clothes. With a single thought, Bai Muhuan can determine their life and death.

"Cold Dust Valley?" Bai Muhuan looked at the young man, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and then said lightly, "Cold Dust Valley, not bad!

"Huh?" Ling'er and He Yun were both stunned. He Yun didn't dare not get up, but Ling'er was still kneeling on the ground.

"The two are happy, the heart is natural, it's okay!" Bai Muhuan said lightly.

"Madam?" Ling'er looked timidly at Bai Muhuan.

"When I came back, I thought, it's important to prepare for the birthday ceremony of the valley master, and it's not too late to enjoy the flowers. Ling'er, you can go to the inner valley in a while, see what is missing, and let me know later. Bai Muhuan looked at Ling'er and smiled faintly, as if what had just happened had happened.

"Yes, ma'am!" Ling'er's eyes lit up, and she finally understood that Madame really didn't take this matter to heart.

"Disciple of Cold Dust Valley, practice hard and be promoted to a true immortal, and I will marry Ling'er to you!" Bai Muhuan smiled slightly, turned around and left.

True Immortal! For the disciples of the Valley of No Hatred, it is nothing. Moreover, such a promise is worth it even for tens of millions of years.

Ling'er and He Yun stood on the spot in an instant, and then hurriedly knelt down to Bai Muhuan's back to thank him, and they cried with joy.

Bai Muhuan didn't look back, he didn't want to see the young man. (To be continued......)