The sixth issue: Xiaobai and the boy in green shirts
Extra author: Extinguishing the phoenix girl
――This article is purely Feng Meow YY, and has nothing to do with the original text――
Outside the ancient city thousands of miles away from Kyoto, a young man in a green shirt with a delicate face, red lips and white teeth, and a jade crown on his head dressed as a chivalrous man, carried a long sword behind him, held a white horse, and stroked the forehead of the white horse from time to time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
He peered inside the mottled gates, as if waiting for someone.
He didn't notice that behind him stood a man in white clothes fluttering and green silk, this person was so beautiful that people seemed to be reluctant to look away at a glance, with a hearty smile on his soft cheeks, phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, and those eyes seemed to be able to speak.
The young man in the green shirt was slapped on the shoulder by the man behind him, and when he drew his sword and wanted to stab the person behind him, he heard a soft chuckle: "Are you trying to murder your benefactor?"
The young man's hand suddenly stopped, his originally hideous face seemed to change, his smile bloomed, and he turned around and leaned in front of the man in white: "Xiaobai, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
The corners of the man's mouth turned up slightly, and the smile he showed made the young man in the green shirt suddenly feel a flutter in his heart, and his cheeks turned red.
"Let's go!" Xiao Bai looked at the young man's shy appearance, and couldn't help but play with it, and reached out to rub it on the young man's face and said, "You are getting more and more cute." ”
Like a frightened bird, the young man took two steps back, turned around to lead the horse, and secretly gathered his mind, hoping to forget Xiaobai's appearance from his mind.
However, Xiaobai's appearance has long been engraved into his heart, how can he forget it? His life was saved by Xiaobai, and all his kung fu was also suffered by Xiaobai. Now that he has been following Xiaobai for a year, Xiaobai's smile and every move have already been deeply rooted in his heart, and he is difficult to extricate himself.
"Okay, let's go!Don't make any more trouble!" Xiao Bai raised his hand and rubbed the head of the young man in the green shirt, which successfully made the young man pout, looking at Xiao Bai very resentfully.
In the end, the young man in the green shirt obediently rode the white horse, and Xiaobai took the reins and led him out of the ancient city.
The ancient city faded away and finally disappeared.
"Xiaobai, where are we going?" asked the young man in the green shirt right away.
Xiao Bai tilted his head as if he was thinking about something, and the young man in the green shirt hurriedly continued to ask: "I heard that the desert is a very special place, why don't we go and see it?"
Xiaobai, who was stunned, heard this, so he smiled and nodded.
The young man in the green shirt secretly wiped his sweat, it was so dangerous, but fortunately he reacted quickly, otherwise Xiaobai would accidentally fall down again!
Spring went to autumn and winter arrived, and the two of them stopped and stopped, and finally came to a desert that did not see the sky.
"Xiaobai, do you still want to practice swords with me today?" asked the young man in green shirts as he dismounted, drew his long sword from behind his back, and slashed out a sword flower.
Xiaobai nodded, turned his fingers into a sword, and conjured a long sword out of thin air, the young man in the green shirt seemed to have long been accustomed to this kind of incomprehensible thing, and he was not surprised, so he appeased the white horse, and came with a sword.
Xiao Bai and the young man in green shirts fed and pointed out from time to time, but the serious and serious appearance of the young man in green shirts made Xiao Bai very appreciative, and his gaze finally changed slightly.
After a long time, the young man in the green shirt was exhausted, so he stopped. However, Xiaobai still looks like an immortal who is away from the world, and there is not a trace of hair.
Putting the young man in green shirt on his shoulder, Xiaobai patted his ass with his hand, well, it was quite elastic.
The young man in the green shirt is not without resistance, of course, even if he is in his heyday, he may not be able to resist Xiaobai, let alone at this time he is exhausted, so he can only let Xiaobai mess around.
The young man in green shirt who was slapped on the buttocks blushed like blood-stained silk, and when he was placed on the white horse by Xiaobai, he let out a long sigh.
Xiaobai smiled: "Today has made great progress. ”
The young man in the green shirt replied with a low hum, was put on the shoulder, and was slapped on the buttocks by Xiaobai, so ashamed......
-- The brutal and heartbreaking 100-year dividing line --
――The glass heart stops.,The next sadistic moment.〜
A hundred years have passed, Xiaobai is still the same, there is no trace of time on his cheeks, the green silk is floating, just like a hundred years ago, there is no trace of messiness.
And the young man in the green shirt had already lost his old face, and he was lying alone in a coffin in a tomb without the jade face of that day.
Xiao Bai stood quietly in front of him, silently looking at the old man who had lost his life and returned to the heavenly realm.
Accompanied by a hundred years, Xiaobai has cultivated from the fourth-grade innate to the fifth-grade Spirit Emperor realm. But the former young man in green shirts did not enter the cultivation after all, this was his choice, and Xiaobai had no way to interfere.
He wanted to feed the boy some elixir many times so that he could be with him more. But in the end, he refused.
Xiaobai respects him.
In this way, a hundred years have passed, and the boy will be like earth, and he wants to look at him again, just one look.
If there is a heavy stone in his chest, and his steps are like a thousand pounds falling, he clenched his fists and was extremely reluctant.
Rain, as the sky was covered by dark clouds and accompanied by strong winds, Xiaobai panicked and pinched the formation to cover the entire tomb, God, are you also crying for him?
Xiao Bai closed his eyes, thinking back to the bits and pieces of how they got along for a hundred years, he called Xiao Bai shyly because he was laughing, he called Xiao Bai angrily because he was angry, and he resolutely called Xiao Bai because he refused to force him to practice......
Everything seems to be yesterday.
"The white horse and the green shirt are the heroes. Xiaobai read silently, as if he was praising the former young man in green shirts, and he also seemed to be remembering.
Eventually, he buried him.
There are only four words on the stele: "white horse and green shirt".
From the beginning of the formation, Xiaobai was a hundred feet away from the tomb, and a large array was built around his tomb, which he spent a day studying, and no one could enter except himself.
With the naked eye, the tomb gradually disappeared, as if nothing had existed before.
Xiaobai restrained his mind and concentrated on retreat and cultivation, not asking about other things.
Only the young man with a white horse and a green shirt was forbidden from the bottom of his heart and didn't want to think about it.