With great reverence, Phantom Night walked into the Qingyin Palace.

The two pillars in front of the Qingyin Hall are still pasted with the thrilling couplet, "Ten thousand years of grievances are solved by hundreds of rivers, and once the blood is sprinkled on a thousand mountains." "This couplet was made by the fox people in memory of Mu Weilai.

In the past, Phantom Night only vaguely felt between the lines that in the reincarnation of thousands of years of resentment, his father's broad and generous mind and strong and fearless self-sacrifice spirit were sincerely admired. And now, he feels that the countless sorrows and disasters are all heart-wrenching heavy blood and tears.

Xiao Bai, who turned into a white fox, suddenly jumped down from Phantom Night's arms and walked to the portrait of Mu Weilai. It crouched silently, staring intently at the painting. His eyes were clouded with a sad mist.

In the painting, Mu Weilai is still smiling gently. The eyes as gentle as the moonlight and as clear as the water of the Ganzhu River are enough for Xiaobai to sink into the beautiful and poignant memories of the past and cannot extricate himself.

Mu Wei has been dependent on Xiaobai since he was a child. Xiaobai watched him grow up, accompanied him through all the joys and sorrows of the world, and knew that his smile was sad and compassionate, and his heart ached the sadness that would never be spoken.

Only when he was about to run out of oil and walk at the end of his life, Xiaobai missed the last time to protect him because of his rebellion.

This kind of mistake is equivalent to losing him forever, and it has become the most painful thing in Xiaobai's life! The torment of endless regret and unforgettable memories make the grief-stricken little white life loveless, and he can't let go of death!

In order to escape the pain of losing his master, Xiaobai finally sealed himself at the bottom of the Blue Moon Lake.

"Master, Xiaobai misses you so much......" Xiaobai suppressed his voice and called in a low voice, and his tears could no longer be stopped, and he was scattered.

Seeing Xiaobai like this, Phantom Night was also very sad. He picked Xiaobai up and didn't say anything, just stroked it gently.

Gentle comfort can always be conveyed to Xiaobai's heart, but the sad Xiaobai cried even more in the arms of the phantom night. The body of the little white fox was trembling.

"For what...... He has to die......" Xiaobai raised his head with tears in his eyes. Although that person has been dead for many years, Xiaobai still can't accept this fact! Tears had already clouded its vision, and it couldn't even see Phantom Night's face. However, Xiaobai clearly heard the gentle and beautiful voice of the phantom night.

"Xiaobai, you still have me."

Xiaobai lowered his eyes and squeezed away his tears, and he wanted to look at his current owner clearly. When he saw the sadness and love in those dark eyes, Xiao Bai felt a pain in his heart again, and once again confusedly overlapped the images of Phantom Night and Mu Weilai.

"Master, don't leave me again, okay?" Xiaobai cried and pleaded in a low voice.

"Not anymore." Phantom Night hugged Xiaobai tightly.

The gentle and affirmative promise is like a cloud scattering the sunrise, shining a beam of light on Xiaobai's sad and dark heart.

After a long time, Xiaobai calmed down in the warm and stable embrace of the phantom night. Maybe it was the excessive release of the sadness that had been depressed for sixteen years, and the fatigue of the past few days, Xiaobai had reached the limit of both energy and physical strength, and once his consciousness relaxed, he fell asleep quietly.

Phantom Night sat down on the stone chair under the tree in front of the Qingyin Palace, holding Xiaobai steadily, and maintained that posture all the time, for fear of waking Xiaobai up.

Xiaobai really needs a good rest.

Every time I see the lively Xiaobai so sad, Phantom Night is particularly heartbroken. Even at this moment, it doesn't matter if Xiaobai thinks of himself as him. As long as I can comfort Xiaobai's sad heart, it doesn't matter what I think I do.

The cool autumn breeze blew and gently blew on the young man sitting against the tree. Holding the white fox, the phantom night quietly closed his eyes and listened to the thin sound of the wind.

……

It wasn't until sunset in the western mountains and the forests were dyed that Xiaobai opened his eyes sleepily and found that the master was asleep leaning on the ancient tree with his arms in his arms. Although I fell asleep, I still kept holding myself.

The face looked cozy, but a little pale and haggard. During these days, it is not only Xiaobai who is tired.

What a stupid host!

Xiaobai felt happy and guilty, and couldn't help but gently slap the cheek of his master.

Phantom Night was just too tired to sleep for a while, and suddenly felt that his face was wet and itchy, and he barely opened his tired eyelids, and saw Xiaobai's approaching fox face smiling.

Xiaobai saw that Phantom Night had woken up, so he jumped out of Phantom Night's arms. He stretched his waist and shook his fox fur, his golden eyes were as bright as ever.

Phantom Night Zhidao Xiaobai is fully recovered, and his heart is happy. Standing up slowly, I found that my hands and feet were sore and numb, but my face was still quiet and calm, and I didn't show any discomfort.

It's going to die!

Xiaobai snickered in his heart, but he didn't poke his master.

So, he walked in front of the phantom night angrily and said: "It's rare to come to Changfeng Mountain, let's take a look, don't Lang Fei The beautiful scenery here." ”

"Okay, listen to Xiaobai." Phantom Night replied faintly.

In fact, the phantom night, every grass, tree, brick and tile in Changfeng Mountain was carefully built for Mu Weilai by the monsters and humans who followed Mu Weilai.

So, one master and one servant, one in front and one behind, walked in the sunset.

Changfeng Mountain is stacked with mountains, lakes and mountains, strange flowers and plants, everything, and the scenery is unique.

Xiaobai is very pleasant. This is the first solo date between the reborn master and himself! Xiaobai cherishes every minute and minute of warm moments.

Walking and walking, before you know it, you will come to the shore of the lake surrounded by mountains.

This lake, also known as Fangsheng Lake, attracts many tourists to pray here every year.

In the evening, there is still a sparse crowd of tourists.

Green mountains, green water, tourists, such a composition is nothing special, but Phantom Night suddenly seems to be attracted by something, and his eyes are fixed on the lakeside.

At this time, a middle-aged man was releasing a turtle by the lake.

The man threw the turtle into the lake, but the turtle struggled to float up and climb up to the shore. The man drove the turtle into the lake several times in a row, but the turtle still climbed to the shore. The man was helpless, afraid of bad luck, so he lifted the turtle high and threw it into the center of the lake, and the turtle sank to the bottom of the lake, and never saw the turtle float up again. The man turned around and walked away satisfied.

"Master, it's just a release! What's there to see. If the owner likes to release the animals, another day, Xiaobai will make tens of millions of famous fish and turtles or something, and release them for you! Xiaobai has a big tone.

Releasing life is a good deed, and there is nothing to make a fuss about. But his master seemed to ignore Xiaobai's words, and suddenly his expression changed, and he ran towards the lake, and finally jumped into the lake with a puff......

"Master!" Xiaobai rushed to the lake and called anxiously.

I can't feel the demonic energy in the lake, so there shouldn't be any danger. Could it be that the owner wants to swim to cool off, so why not bring Xiaobai?

Xiaobai was about to jump into the lake, when he saw Phantom Night emerge from the water and swim lightly to the shore, still holding the turtle that had just fallen into the water in his hand! But the turtle looked like it had fainted!

Phantom Night went ashore and patted the turtle on the back gently, while instilling a little demonic power into the turtle. The turtle spat out a few mouthfuls of the lake water and finally came to his senses.

It seems that the owner did not make a move, and the turtle has drowned at the moment.