Hou Qing leaned on the rock wall and walked slowly towards the exit, staggering, pretending to be drunk, but the tears could not be hidden.

Senior sister, when you hear the news, we will never go back to the past.

He secretly remembered that smile in his heart, and it faded away.

Qinglong Mountain leads to the heavenly peak, before the moon and the sea of clouds.

A red light swept across the sky, adding a touch of confusion to the mountain. Cui Houqing carried the devouring sky to a red boudoir, and he looked inside through the open window. The moonlight sprinkled a blanket of snow, turning the scenery of the house into a dark white color. The windows were bright and clean, all the furnishings were really neatly placed, and even a faint body fragrance came from the futon in the fragrant collapse, which made him obsessed for a while.

Since Yi Changfeng fell seriously ill, Yi Zhen'er moved back to Yi's house, and has never come back since then. This house carried many good memories for them, and he seemed to see his senior sister still busy in the house, and turned his head to laugh and scold him for being a little pervert.

The door was slightly open, and the fragrance wafted out, and he opened the door and walked in, moving carefully and quietly, for fear of disturbing the silence.

A red stain of blood in front of the bed overturned all his reverie and pulled him back from his dream.

He remembered Lin Haoran, these blood stains were left by him that night, and then he couldn't help but feel a little nauseous, so he didn't look at it anymore, turned around and walked out.

There is a cemetery in the back mountain bamboo forest, and it is usually rare for people to come here to worship in the middle of the night. But tonight is different from the past, as the night deepens, a black figure appears in front of the largest cemetery, only to see him dressed in black clothes, with fine and dense short hair on his head, which looks very much like Cui Houqing.

Cui Houqing stood in front of the largest grave, staring at the tombstone in front of him. The tombstone was as clean as it had been carefully wiped. It reads "The Tomb of the Former Desert Monk of Qinglong Temple", and a few words seem to be like golden lacquer seedlings, shining in the dark night.

Cui Houqing's shoulders trembled slightly, as if he was crying secretly, but the sound of the wind between his teeth was strong enough not to let him cry.

Da Mo has always been strong, how could Yin and Yang be separated so quickly? It is said that the day of Da Mo's death was the day after his execution, could it be said that this is all because of me? Cui Houqing unconsciously had an answer in his heart.

"Master, don't worry, I will never betray Qinglong Temple!" Cui Houqing's body slowly calmed down, he wiped his tears, this last sentence floated out from the corner of his mouth, and then strode away without looking back.

The moonlight was like a promise, and the sea of clouds had reached its most beautiful moment, and the breeze blew lightly, sweeping away the hair that blocked her eyes, revealing a white and beautiful face.

Wang Wenqing stood on the edge of the cliff with his back on his back, facing the sea of clouds, as cold as usual. Like a fairy under the moon, she reached out and gently pulled the hair between her ears behind her ears, and before she knew it, her cheeks were flushed red.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, and he didn't have to look back to know that it was Master Yuru. Master Yuru's eyes were red, a little more gloomy than before, and it seemed that he had not yet come out of his grief. He walked to Wen Qing's side, stood side by side with her, and said slowly, "What are you doing here?"

Wang Wenqing glanced sideways, then turned his head and continued to look at the sea of clouds.

"Take a look here!" Wang Wenqing said softly, like a gnat, as if he was talking to himself.

"Haven't you let him go yet?" Master Yuru said coldly, changing his gentle style in the past.

Wang Wenqing hesitated slightly, glanced sideways slightly, and didn't dare to reply.

"If he hadn't died, I'd be willing to fulfill you. Master Yuru has something to say.

"But he was dead after all. Wang Wenqing said softly.

"Is it really dead?" Yu Ru suddenly turned his head, glaring at his eyes, his eyes breathing fire.

Wang Wenqing didn't dare to look at it anymore, and turned his eyes away, Master Yuru's eyes just now sent chills down his spine, and before he knew it, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Master Yuru looked at it for a while, as if he didn't notice anything abnormal, then turned his head away again, and said, "Recently, I heard that the Demon Sect has accepted a new deputy sect leader, and it is said that this deputy sect leader is very similar to ours, do you think it will be him?"

Wang Wenqing's body shook inadvertently, but he subconsciously diverted the topic and said: "There are so many people in the world who are similar to each other, it is impossible for him." ”

She deliberately diverted the topic, but it aroused Yuru's suspicions, and the corners of his eyes twitched: "But it will never be such a coincidence, even the name is the same." ”

Wang Wenqing no longer refutes, but she feels that she is as transparent as she is, and she is clearly seen by Master Yuru. Gradually, her body trembled slightly, as if all her perseverance would be revealed to the world.

"I've been suspicious ever since the Ten Thousand Thunder Punishment Domain didn't find the body, and now I finally know that he's still alive. It's just that I don't know whether to be happy or sad, and we have become undying enemies after all. Master Yuru's tone became more and more fierce, as if he really hated it to the extreme.

He said, turned back and walked a few steps, and then reminded: "I don't know who rescued him, just because I don't owe him anymore in Qinglong Temple." Tomorrow you will issue a wanted warrant for me to punish the evil in the entire righteous path, and from then on the entire righteous path will never stop with him!"

Wang Wenqing quietly listened to the footsteps fading away, as if every step had stepped on the beating drum of his heart. She held on to her tired body until the footsteps disappeared, when she could no longer support it and sat down to the ground.

Houqing, the world has finally pushed you to a desperate situation, just like me at the beginning! She choked and cried, for the one in her heart, and for herself.

Who likes betrayal in this world? It's nothing more than being forced by life!

A faint rustling sound came from the woods behind him, and a black shadow slowly came out. He had been in the sea of clouds for a long time, and he could hear Master Yuru's words clearly, and he also knew what he hated, but he couldn't show up, and he couldn't say anything, he could only swallow everything in his stomach like her, because only they themselves knew the cruelty they really experienced.

"Who?" a crisp cheer sounded, which lifted people's spirits. Wang Wenqing stood up and looked behind him, but he couldn't look back at this look.

"Cui Houqing!" Wang Wenqing cried with joy, his nose was slightly frowned, and he was really as pitiful as pear blossoms with rain.

The breeze is gentle, who made this pair of beautiful people close to the end of the world?

"Wang Wenqing!" These three words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, connecting the hearts of the two again.

"Cui Houqing, why are you here?" Wang Wenqing stopped crying, although his face was still cold, but he was really happy in his heart.

"I come to thank you. ”

For some reason, when Wang Wenqing heard the words thank you, it was as if a cold wind was blowing, and it was cold to his heart. She turned her head and said coldly, "No thanks, I saved you voluntarily." Just like ordinary small animals, I will save the same. ”

After being silent for a while, Cui Houqing suddenly remembered something and asked, "I heard that when Master Mo died, only you were by his side, did he have anything to say?"

"No!" The cold words came, and Wang Wenqing walked back indifferently towards the way he came, never looking back along the way, just walking until he disappeared into the darkness.

Cui Houqing smiled bitterly and shook her head, a woman's mind is really difficult to fathom. So he didn't think much about it anymore and turned his head to look at the sea of clouds.

The sea of clouds churned, as if there were unknown strange things rolling in it. Colorful glow shoots out from under the clouds, and it is really like a cloud steaming cloud. A black dot loomed in the clouds in the distance, shuttling through it, and there seemed to be a human voice.

"Hungry, I'm hungry......"

A call came, and Cui Houqing suddenly felt novel, so he sacrificed a wooden stick to devour the sky and chased towards the sea of clouds.

"Ah, someone, run!" the bird suddenly became alert, and plunged headlong into the clouds and disappeared. Cui Houqing drove the devouring sky to quickly pass through the clouds, and in the darkness, he saw a black dot flying towards the jungle in the distance. Cui Houqing flew faster and faster, fatter and more urgent, outflanking and intercepting back and forth, and he was about to catch the talking bird when he saw it. At this tense moment, the bird plunged into the woods and disappeared.

Seeing that the prey in his hand was about to fly away, Cui Houqing was very unwilling, so he landed in the jungle to look for it carefully. The woods were as black as ink, and the grass was full of grass under the bushes. Cui Houqing raised his head and looked carefully at the canopy, while paying attention to the mud under his feet.

Suddenly, he stopped, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief. The bird stopped on the trunk of a tree three feet away, and was dancing. And under the trunk of the tree was a pile of bones, on which a pale white figure loomed, as if it had reached the edge of life.

Ghost! Cui Houqing unconsciously took a breath of cold air. He had never seen a ghost, or even heard of it. I only know that people become ghosts when they die, but they rarely become ghosts.

At this time, the ghost had his back to him, dressed in a monk's robe, like an old monk. I saw him reach out and grope through the bones under him for a while, and pull out a pink elixir from it.

Although it seems that the elixir has been altered by wind and rain, it still does not change its fragrance.

"Hungry, I'm hungry!" The tongue-learning bird's eyes lit up immediately when he saw the pill, and his cry became even clearer. I saw it fly up, hovering in the air, falling on top of the ghost's palms, taking a bite of the elixir and swallowing it in its stomach, and then shuttling through the woods more cheerfully, its voice brighter and brighter.

Xu is an elixir is not hungry, and the tongue-learning bird falls on the trunk of the tree again and howls.

"Hungry, I'm hungry! Hungry, I'm hungry......"

At this time, the ghost in the bones flickered for a while, as if it was about to collapse, and finally stood up with condensation. The ghost seemed to be in pain, and its voice trembled faintly.

"Xiao Ling, there is not much left of Linggu Dan, if you are full, I am afraid it will not last long. I've been struggling for six years and want to hold on for a while. Be obedient, and when he finds me, I'll feed you!"

The sound hummed like a sharp sword piercing his heart. It suddenly felt so familiar to him that he had faintly heard the same sound before, but he couldn't remember it anyway.

Smack, maybe fate played a little joke, Cui Houqing's feet suddenly made a soft sound, so the ghost turned around.

Master Yuqing! A gentle call came from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't bear it anymore, and vigorous tears filled his entire sight. It's like the next moment is eternal!

The corners of the ghost's mouth trembled slightly, and these four words popped out of his mouth, like ripples in the clear water, connecting the hearts of their master and apprentice again.

Cui Houqing's eyes seemed to be showing the original appearance of the jade innocent people, and the roar of the wind that night appeared in front of his eyes again, he couldn't help it anymore, and spread it frantically, hugging the poor man in front of him. But only a gust of wind passed, and his arms were empty. As soon as Master Yuqing's transparent body passed through his arm, it was like a cloud floating around.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Cui Houqing hugged crazily, but every time it was empty.

"Disciple, I'm already dead, you should let it go!" Master Yuqing's eyes welled up with tears, and he squeezed out this sentence in a whimper.

The jungle at night was silent, only a person and a ghost were silently looking at each other, and only after a long time did they let out a long sigh!