"What is Professor Night doing here so late? Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Soldier A looked at Ye Ye's silhouette and said, only Ye Ye is qualified to wear a white coat on this search warship, and Ye Ye's height is almost one meter nine, so others can't pretend to be.

"Look at the scenery." Ye Ye opened his lips and looked at Qing Yan in his arms, and Qing Yan was looking at him with wide eyes and watery eyes at this time.

"What's so nice about the scenery, it's cold here, Professor Ye, don't blow the wind here, be careful of catching a cold."

"It's okay, take medicine when you're sick." The smile on Yeye's lips deepened.

"I'll get you some clothes." The soldier said kindly.

"No, I'll take my medicine."

"Ah, okay, let's go first." The soldier scratched his head and walked slowly back to his patrol road with a stomach full of doubts, this highly intelligent person thinks about things in a strange way, to prevent colds without clothes and even take medicine. Forget it, whatever.

"What medicine do you take?" Qing Yan blinked and looked at Ye Ye.

Hmm, Ye Ye's cold lips covered her lips, and there was no further development, just quietly touching, wanting to get closer to this warmth.

"You are my medicine." Ye Ye murmured softly, her black eyes reflecting her reflection alone. The smile raised at the corner of his mouth is like spring water full of peach blossoms in March, which makes people can't help but indulge in it.

Qingyan hurriedly pushed him away and looked at Ye Ye

"Woe to the water."

Somehow, this sentence popped up in my mind, and I couldn't help but slip into my mouth.

Ye Ye frowned suspiciously

"What?" If you heard it right, what Qing Yan just said was a red face and trouble, why did he use it to describe himself.

"I'll go first." After saying this, he was afraid that Ye Ye would quickly use his spiritual power to escape from the splint as if he had just done just now.

"It's going so fast." Ye Ye looked at Qing Yan who was running away quickly, and the corners of his mouth raised a slight smile.

Qingyan returned to her cabin, she didn't turn on the light, and it was the same whether the light was turned on or not in a person's room. She sat quietly cross-legged on the bed, the moonlight scattered over her through the window. It is not the most terrible thing when people are emotionally extreme, it is the contemplation after anger. Some people regret their impulses, while others resent them for not being impulsive.

And at this time, Qingyan did not belong to either of these two feelings, and she had an unprecedented sense of loss. It's like a spirit beast that she has been looking for for a long time, one day she finally found a good one to take with her, but in a blink of an eye, this beast disappeared again, she looked for it, and one day someone held a beast and told her that this was the one she lost. But her state of mind has changed, we thought we had gone around and returned to the original point, but in fact, every road we walked was called no return.

"If you want to buy osmanthus and carry wine, it will not be the same, and you will travel as a teenager." A distant voice rang in her ears.

Qingyan hurriedly opened his eyes and looked at everything around him, but he couldn't find any trace of the original room. Instead, there was an antique courtyard, and in front of her were the remnants of her own unfinished chess.

Qing Yan looked up at the opposite side, and the abbot touched his long beard and looked at Qing Yan with helplessness in his eyes.

"I'm back again."

"No, you've been in the game all the time." The abbot smiled and corrected the words.

"But so many things have happened during this time~" Qing Yan said at the end, and the doubts in his eyes slowly opened. Floating and chaotic, although the body is deeply involved in the chess game, the mind is controlling the whole chess game outside the game.

"The donor has figured it out, but he is willing to let it go."

"Drop?" Qingyan asked herself if she couldn't let go, she could ignore the fame in the world, but she couldn't let go of Ye Ye even if she became stranger.

"Seeing doesn't mean seeing through." The abbot slowly stood up, and Mo Han flew in the palm of his hand.

"Why is Mo Han in your hands?" Qing Yan's eyes were full of shock, Mo Han only listened to his master's orders except himself, and even the ancient gods couldn't tame Mo Han.

"You failed Mo Han." The abbot's voice was distant, with a hint of sternness.

"I know." Qing Yan lowered his head in shame, Mo Hangui is an ancient divine sword, and his innate duty is to slay demons and eliminate demons, but he has repeatedly restrained it, making it a zombie with the dignity of a divine sword.

"Then you won't have to pay for him anymore." The abbot scolded in a loud voice, and his cold voice was like the cold ice of the wax moon.

"Nope." Qingyan hurriedly raised his head and met the pair of cold and unparalleled eyes.

"Master!" The man in front of him was in a flying robe, exuding the chill of the majesty of the gods all over his body, his handsome face seemed to be coated with a layer of ice, and the coldness in his eyes made people dare not look directly.

"Get on your knees."

Qingyan immediately knelt on the ground respectfully, the master was really here, but at this moment she didn't want him to come, what was she afraid of.

"Red dust circle, worldly calamity, why can't you escape."

"Master, someone can see through the red dust and become a Buddha, why can't someone not see through the red dust?"

"Presumptuous!"

Qing Yan immediately lowered his head and no longer answered casually.

"I've been an apprentice to you all my life, but now you're being surrounded by ghosts." Master Zu sighed, Qingyan is too much like him, the same talent, the same coldness, and the same trapped by love. Back then, he was simple and young, tempted by the Devil's Dao, and the enemy of heaven and earth, and finally got the Dao to rebel and leave, and he almost died in the hands of the Devil's Dao.

"After becoming a god, I am the only one in the world who cares about you." The cold in his eyes dissipated slightly, and he gently stroked Qingyan's hair, but he touched a piece of vanity.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Qing Yan watched his master pass through his hand, his eyes full of shock.

"Traveling through another world always costs something"

Liu Baiyu's eyes were not shocked, he turned his hand back slightly, looked at the blue of the sky, and sighed slightly. God or man. When he came to this step, the Spirit Law of Life and Death had already been seen through, and he could only have it by letting go. If there is still a shackle in the world, she is the only one, the descendant of the Water Moon Sect, a master can only accept one disciple in this life. He became a young man, and at the age of 300, he had already become the master of the family.

"Qingyan has something to tell you." Everything around began to change rapidly. Qingyan seemed to be frozen, and could only stare blankly at everything that was happening around him.

At that time, the world was in turmoil, and the demons were rampant, and by chance passing by a magic forest, I suddenly saw a fire phoenix flying into the sky, hovering between the rainy sky and the earth.

The fire phoenix is an ancient divine beast, either at the top of the Nine Underworlds, or at the bottom of the deep valley. How could it be here, my heart is full of doubts. Operate the aura and fly up.

But I saw a child less than a year old hanging in the mouth of the fire phoenix, and the phoenix had tears in his eyes. Liu Baiyu was a little moved, and blew the Nine Heavens Spirit Flute to talk to the fire phoenix. (To be continued.) )