Chapter 180: What is the situation in the world?
The corpse lying alone on the cold ground, dressed in plain white and clean deep clothes, was rustled by the wind. The black hair, stretching the pale cheeks in the wind, fluttered uneasily, indescribably messy and poignant. And he kept his eyes closed peacefully, as if everything had nothing to do with him. Such a big movement could not disturb his slumber at all.
Xiaobai looked at such a phantom night, and his heart was like a knife!
At this moment, how he wanted to take his master away from this ominous place full of sad memories immediately, return to the human world, and live a dull and happy life with him!
He missed his master's bright smile in the sun, his master's wise and tranquil whispers, and his master's warm embrace...... He wants to become a white fox and be coquettish in the arms of his master! Even if you are coldly blamed by your master, it is also a care with infinite warmth and love, and it is a master who lives beautifully, not like this, lying there miserably and miserably......
When the ghost king lifted the phoenix wings with the power of splitting the sky and the earth, jumped up murderously, and slapped it on Xiao Bai's head, Xiao Bai instantly woke up from the confused sadness, conjured up the dragon slashing knife, and met it with a fearless face.
With a loud bang, the phoenix wings were blocked by the dragon slashing knife!
The ghost king held the phoenix wings in both hands, and pressed down with angry eyes. Xiao Bai suddenly raised his head, his golden eyes stared at the angry ghost king, and said in an extremely painful and calm tone: "Stop!" Don't get in the way of me saving my master! ”
Then Xiao Bai raised the dragon slaying knife and struggled to carry it, knocking the ghost king's phoenix wings and gold hammer away, kicking his toes, jumping out of the battle circle, and his figure flickered, and he had already landed beside Phantom Night......
The disgusted ghost king Na Rong had half a chance to let Xiao Bai touch the corpse of the phantom night, he wheeled the phoenix wings and smashed it at Xiao Bai again!
Xiao Bai waved his arm, and as soon as the hand holding the knife was loosened, Bai's dangling dragon slaying knife was thrown out fiercely! Instead of hitting the Ghost King, it smashed into the ground less than half an inch from the Ghost King's toes. The chilly blade sank into the ground completely, revealing only the hilt!
This is the first time that the ghost king has competed head-on with the energetic Xiaobai. He didn't expect Xiaobai to be more powerful than he imagined. This knife was as fast as lightning, and if it was cut directly at the ghost king just now, the ghost king might not be able to parry.
After knowing that he underestimated the enemy, the ghost king was shocked, and his heart palpitated, and all the attack movements paused at this moment.
Xiaobai took advantage of this gap to stretch out his hands and pick up the phantom night on the ground and hugged him deeply in his arms. The expression was like the sadness of a beloved thing that has been lost and recovered, but it is difficult to reconcile.
"Let him go!" The Ghost King roared in anger, stepped over the Dragon Slayer, and tried to rush over again. He thought that Xiaobai was chasing after Phantom Night's corpse in order to dispel the evil consciousness and wake up Phantom Night, so he was furious!
Xiaobai stopped the ghost king's movements with a sad voice, "Don't worry! Now, I finally know that the Dao will be my true master...... Therefore, I want to save Ah Ye, but also save the evil ......" The tears that burst out of my eyes rolled down my eyes.
The ghost king couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Xiaobai's attitude towards the evil one hundred and eighty degrees. Seeing Xiaobai's sad and weeping appearance, he was indeed sad for the death of the evil spirit, and his anger couldn't help but ease again.
"Can you really resurrect them at the same time?" The Ghost King asked with confusion and grief.
"Now try whatever it is!" Xiaobai's eyes were teary-eyed, but unwavering.
The ghost king remembered that in Mu Xiu, under his own provocation, Xiao Bai stabbed a heart-piercing sword to Phantom Night. At that time, Phantom Night should have died. However, within a few days, the living phantom night and Xiao Bai returned to Tianyuan City inseparably, without any injuries on their bodies, which was really incredible! In addition to Han Yu, could it be that this little white dragon has really mastered the secret art of resurrecting the dead?
Although he hated and was jealous of the little white dragon and wanted to kill him as soon as possible, thinking that this was related to whether the evil and the phantom night could be brought back to life, the ghost king, who had always been calm, quickly regained his senses. He was no longer presumptuous, holding back his anger, and the hand holding the phoenix wings and gold hammer finally slowly drooped.
"I'll let you give it a try! If I can't save them, I'll kill you!" The Ghost King said angrily.
"You can't kill me." Xiaobai sneered contemptuously, but said to himself sadly: "If I can't save them, I don't want to live anymore......"
When the ghost king heard this, he was stunned again, and he had an unspeakable feeling in his heart.
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"If the master can give Xiaobai a chance to start over, Xiaobai will definitely cherish every inch of time with the master, accept all of the master without regrets, never give up, and take care of all the master wholeheartedly."
These words are not only to the phantom night, but also to the heresy.
This is the first time Xiaobai has spoken to the evil so gently and affectionately. Ironically, the evil is no longer heard.
The warm days of sharing adversity and suffering, getting along with each other at night, being inseparable, and sleeping in each other's arms are vivid......
For more than ten days of parting with the phantom night, every minute and every second is like being in hell, and the pain is unbearable!
The indifference of the evil makes Xiaobai unable to get close. Xiaobai hadn't hugged his master for a long time......
But at this moment, the temperature transmitted by that body was unprecedentedly cold. Xiaobai's remorseful heart seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, but his heart was shattered with pain.
"Master, with Xiaobai here, it won't be cold soon." Xiao Bai said sadly, his left arm hugged the corpse of Phantom Night, and pressed his free right hand on his abdomen, slowly infiltrating his spiritual power. It was a warm aura, and it soon spread through the body of Phantom Night with the meridians. So the cold body was slowly warmed up.
However, just with the heat of his body, Phantom Night was still a corpse without a heartbeat, and his face was still horribly white.
Xiaobai naturally knew that just doing this would not bring the master back to life. So, I plan to repeat my old trick and give him my own blood!
But when he saw Xiaobai bring his right wrist to his mouth and bite hard, he tore off the veins without changing his face, as if he was biting not his own flesh. Xiaobai immediately desperately sucked the blood oozing from the wound, then lowered his head and put his lips on Phantom Night's lips, pouring the blood in his mouth......
Phantom Night is dead, and he can't swallow the blood that Xiaobai fed him. Then the blood continued to drip from the corners of his mouth, and fell like a secluded stream along his pale neck, oozing into the snow-white deep clothes. The contrast between the bright red blood and the pale skin is dazzling.
So little platinum's eyes relaxed, became softer and more affectionate, and he put his tongue in, slowly exploring...... His movements were so natural, as if he were tenderly kissing his sleeping lover.
Although the ghost king understood that Xiaobai was using his own blood to save the phantom night, such a shocking picture made him stunned! At this moment, the Ghost King felt that Xiao Bai's deep affection for the phantom night was far beyond his imagination!
To be precise, Xiaobai's feelings for that soul are completely different from his own......