The True Story: The Scroll of the Wind Chapter 34 The Separation of Happiness and Widowhood

"Yan'er is still among them, if there is a mistake, how can we explain to Yang Xian?" Mo Nuguan said, "Why don't we stop and go back to the sect master?"

"If this demon is not removed, I will feel uneasy. Tai Shi'an said categorically: "Now kill this evil obstacle here, so as not to have many dreams in the future." If Yang Xian was angry because of this, he would pretend that his sister was killed by Dugu Ye. Wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone, driving the wolf to devour the tiger?"

"My Taiyao Sect is a decent family, although this plan is good, but it is a little vicious. ”

"To give up one person to save the world is a matter of merit. Besides, Yan'er has always understood righteousness, and she will definitely not blame you and me in the future. ”

Just as she was hesitating because of this, a colorful glass flame suddenly appeared from the top of the golden bell.

Then I saw Dugu Ye holding Yang Qingyan's waist, and suddenly rose from the firelight, looked at the two elders and said with a smile: "Look, I still love you more." Those old thieves in the Taiyao Sect, where do they know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?"

"This Admiralty's Demon Subduing Technique is my sect's superior martial arts, how can it be so vulnerable?" Tai Shi An was suddenly shocked, and said, "Even if the Fire Demon Book has already recognized its master, it is impossible to have such power. ”

This is clearly the same as the situation recorded in the "Secret Books" in the sect. Mo Nuguan watched the ghost spell climb up Dugu Ye's cheeks, and suddenly said in horror: "The book is on the clouds, and when the sect master of the Devouring Sect is casting spells, he is also crawling with black runes all over his body. Could it be that you are his heir?"

After hearing this, Dugu Ye's expression was slightly shocked, but he held back his mood and smiled: "Anyway, in your eyes, I am already a heinous demon, what does it matter to add the charge of colluding with the devouring sect?

There is a reason for that. If this son inherits that mantle, I'm afraid that the famous lord of the Devouring Sect has already brought him back to Wuling Yuan, so how can he fight with us here?" Taishi thought so with peace of mind, and still said reluctantly: "Even if you are not his heir, you will have nothing to do with the Devouring Sect. ”

"You are simply stubborn and self-sufficient. Dugu Ye suddenly turned his back to the sky, his face was gloomy, and said, "I have no scheming, and I will continue to entangle with you." Immortal Law: Black Burning Day. ”

I saw that the Fire Demon Book in Dugu Ye's hand kept spinning, and a layer of rich demonic aura was quietly shrouded in his body. And in the sky, the clouds were gathering, and the blood and fire burned the clouds all over the sky. The huge black sun quickly condensed, and the terrifying momentum was daunting.

After seeing this, Tai Shi An suddenly panicked, and whispered to Mo Nuguan: "Now you and I are seriously injured, and our spiritual power is almost exhausted. If you fight with it, you will only lose both, so it is better to retreat. ”

Seeing that the other party seemed hesitant, he continued to persuade: "If we are defeated and captured, it will not only humiliate the country, but also make the enemy arrogant. ”

"That's fine. After Mo Nuguan sighed lightly, the figures of the two immediately fell to the ground and disappeared, and they fled thousands of miles away.

Dugu Ye stepped forward to relieve Yang Qingyan's acupuncture, and walked in front of her silently. And Yang Qingyan stepped forward, put her arm around him and smiled: "Brother Ye, how did you know they would come again?"

"Mo Nuguan has always been jealous and hateful, while Tai Shi'an has always acted suspiciously. This time, they know that I am injured, so how can they just give up?" Dugu explained, "There are many eyes and ears here, and it is not appropriate to stay for a long time, so we must get out of here quickly." ”

However, the mark on his neck felt a faint pain again, and the power of the ghost spell surged in the veins, making Dugu Ye feel tightness in his chest and shortness of breath, and his every move seemed sluggish.

Then he suddenly vomited blood several times, as if he had exhausted all the strength of his body, and fell down exhausted. At this time, Yang Qingyan hurriedly turned her head and reached out to hold him in her arms. Dugu Ye's eyelids slowly drooped, and he gradually became unconscious.

The sound of rubbing between the branches and leaves was heard, and the jagged shadows of the trees trembled in the mountain wind. Dugu Ye was standing alone on the reddish-brown hill at this moment, and he heard the voice of the god lingering in his ears. The glazed four-pillar archway appeared in the dusk, and the familiar figure tread water towards him.

"I swore to obey you, but I never thought I would be such a monster. ”

"The alternation of all things is the principle of the world, and the law of power comes from devouring each other. If you want to have invincible power, you must first sacrifice something else. The silver-haired young man smiled slightly and said, "Besides, sucking human blood is not taboo, so why do you have to be so careful?"

"Last time, when I was crusading against the Ghost Rong Kingdom, I had a ghost curse and slaughtered a city on the southwestern border of Guangyang County, and more than 100,000 unarmed silver-horned demons died because of it. Dugu Ye's eyes suddenly darkened, and said: "After that, I made up my mind not to harm the people anymore. ”

"If you stop sucking human blood, the curse of hunger and thirst will torture you to death. The silver-haired young man said, "That kind of pain is tantamount to ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, don't you care?"

"Even so, I can't deprive them of their right to live for my own sake. ”

"Well, then I'll do what you want. The silver-haired young man pointed in the air and pointed at Dugu Ye's forehead. Then the reincarnation mark on his neck suddenly turned, and the three white Emei Moon marks turned bloody. "Once the curse returns, you will be able to soothe the pain by sucking your own blood. From now on, I hope you will be good for yourself. ”

"Why are you still helping me?"

"I'm just helping myself. The other replied calmly, "In this way, the ghost spell will mature in your body in advance, and the day when I will take over the body is nearer." ”

"So what you really want is this body of mine. Dugu Ye smiled sadly and asked, "Then how long can I live?"

"Cherish the remaining time, there is not much time left for you. ”

"Should I call you Chang Wuchen, or the sect master of the Devouring Sect?"

"Either way. The silver-haired young man smiled and turned around and walked towards the four-pillar archway. Then he waved his sleeves slightly, and the surrounding mountains suddenly collapsed.

There was a roar in Dugu Ye's mind, and he suddenly woke up from his dream, and his face looked sweaty.

At this moment, Yang Qingyan knelt on the side of the couch and fell asleep, her beautiful figure bathed in a little starlight. The dark sideburns were scattered over her slightly pale side face, and the Ropa tied to her wrists was stained with red blood.

And he started to pry away the half-hidden green silk, and his eyes were always full of watery tenderness. Silly Yan'er, during the time when I was recuperating in the temple, you always cut my wrists and fed me blood at night. And after leaving Hongyan Temple, you must have been by my side every step of the way.

Do you really think that Brother Ye is asleep, so he won't notice it at all? In this way, how can I repay your kindness? Dugu Ye kissed her forehead slightly, and then put the two pine flower notes with dry ink into her palm and pressed them. First, it was naturally left to Yang Qingyan, and as for the other pine flower note, it was bothered that she personally handed it over to her senior brother Lu Wencheng.

The years of cultivation in the Taiyao Sect were the most carefree times in my life. If it weren't for the calamity back then, maybe we would have become a pair of immortal couples on the Taiyao Sect.

Unfortunately, we will eventually miss each other in the turbulent river like petals drifting with the flow, and then flow along our respective estuaries to completely different lives.

The breeze is slow, and the weeping willows are still there. The shadow of the moon swayed on the rippling water, and a few fishing fires swam between the rivers. The alleys that run through the city are gradually coming to life like veins of gold, and caravans from the ocean and inland gather here before the rooster crows.

Looking out through the orchid-patterned window of the inn, the lights on the other side were flickering on and off in the depths of his pupils. Dugu Ye draped his coat over Yang Qingyan's shoulders and decided to leave before there was a commotion in the nearby market.

The distant mountains are long, and the frozen clouds are empty.

Thousands of miles were locked in the snow, and the dome of the swirling white black gradually became clearer. The artesian river basin was filled with a demonic aura like mist, and the Loose Sword followed its master's breath to break through the clouds.

More than 800 Dark Demon Riders rode elite horses, and the black cloaks draped over them fluttered in the wind and snow. A young woman was carrying a young woman in the brocade in the middle of the lamp, and the figure in the shadow of the lamp was crying.

Later, the sword was embedded in the ice, and the man next to him bit his arm and fell into the snow with his head up, and a large pool of blood from his body soaked the ground.

The fluorite on the stacked snow emitted a faint firelight, covering Dugu Ye's pale cheeks. His eyelashes were covered with snow droplets, and the blood stained with fine snow had turned black.

That night, the weak woman wore a snow-white fox fur on her shoulders and walked towards the place where the sword fell. And the eight hundred elite dark demon riders are guarding the surrounding areas, and anyone who trespasses into the territory without permission will be killed.

Nangong Huiyue untied the fox fur to protect him from the cold, and then hugged Dugu Ye tightly, and put her cheek on his forehead and wept silently. However, at this moment, she suddenly felt a warm breath pass through her ears, and the subtle whisper made it difficult to discern the meaning.

Nangong Huiyue suddenly looked happy, kissed his chapped lips, and then helped him to stand up, and said, "Ye, let's go home." ”

The winter night permeates the skull, and the old man is driving in the snow.

Under the illumination of the two hexagonal palace lamps, Jinyu walked away along the snow-covered mountain ridge. Nearby, untimely cold scarlet cherry blossoms fell, and the petals rolled by the carriage turned into a pool of blood in the snow.

Bright yellow lights poured out from the gaps in the curtains, illuminating the snow around them. Looking north along the endless Huai River, you can see thousands of lights in the valley on the side of the mountain.

There are many villages dotted there, and the city in the center is brightly lit. The war in the North has not yet reached this place, so it shows a peaceful scene.

Then, dense Kong Ming lanterns emerged from the city, dotted with sporadic firelight dotted the dim vault. They drifted away from the pavilions with the wind and flew towards the night sky.

Nangong Huiyue turned her head and whispered to him: "It is said that it was an order issued by Yang Qingyan, the lord of Huaibei, to let the people of a radius of thousands of miles put lamps and pray for blessings. ”

Dugu Ye sat there quietly, staring at those beautiful Kong Ming lanterns, and replied, "These days, I have lost my nature due to the erosion of the ghost spell, and it was she who rescued me from the cave and took good care of me. ”

Nangong Huiyue put down the curtains, and suddenly said in disbelief: "Oh, is it?"

"Don't be angry with me, Qingyan and I have always been brother and sister. Otherwise, you wouldn't have seen me fall alone in the snow of the basin. He covered Eizuki's frozen red fingers and explained, "When I watched the snow fall at Hongyan Temple, my heart was always thinking about you. ”

"I'm going to be sad if I don't do it again next time. ”

"Sad about what?"

"My husband is a very gentle person. It is better to hurt yourself than to mutilate others. Nangong Huiyue snuggled tightly into his arms and muttered to herself, "Everything will be fine." ”

The fear of recent days made her look haggard. However, when she thought that Dugu Ye fell alone in the snow and suffered in order to come to see her, biting her arm and sucking her own blood, she couldn't help but feel sad.

Two lines of tears silently slid down her jade cheeks, down her chin and down her neck. Dugu Ye, on the other hand, smiled inexplicably, and slightly pressed his right hand with Nangong Huiyue.