The moon is cold and the stars are scarce, and people sleep.

Liang Yunsheng fell asleep, and several fat mountain mosquitoes gradually became obsessed in the bite.

The late night in Liangguo City has always been like this, lonely as water, and it is easy to hear many voices that others do not want to hear.

It's just that tonight there is a teenager who fell asleep, and he almost forgot about the world when he slept.

"Grandma, grandma, don't leave me, don't leave me, I'm so scared!" Liang Yunsheng chewed his teeth with a lingering aftertaste.

At some point, several extremely strong rays of light escaped from the ancient evil era and rushed naked from the distant sky, like a passionate girl running wildly, falling into those unknown places.

At this time, an overwhelmed mountain mosquito was struggling, pulling out the blood-drinking sword that had been deeply inserted into the boy's body, its wings changing from dark black to vibrant crimson, and fluttering its wings in confusion, leaving in a panic and without any nostalgia.

The mountain mosquito seemed to sense something, but there were always a few mountain mosquitoes that were blood-hungry and couldn't extricate themselves.

A drop of fresh blood overflowed from the young man's face, Liang Yunsheng unconsciously reached out to hit it, and the mountain mosquitoes on the side who had not yet enjoyed it heard the painful groans of broken bones, and before he could draw out the blood-drinking sword, he fell to the ground in fright, and his stomach cracked and died.

............

Two strange shadows chased each other in the night sky, faintly fluorescent in a trance.

There was a faint cold sound in the night sky, and the ethereal feeling was getting closer and closer.

"You wait for me, I'll ...... soon"

"You're catching up with me! If you catch up, I'll give you half of the soul you smoked last night. "The black shadow shuttles back and forth through the night sky at great speed, seemingly never tireless.

"Cold heart, you're still so cold, you're still so, I'm ......" The red shadow eyes were as cold as frost, the thin lips moved, and the thin body was weak.

She stopped her tired, tasteless pursuit, and fiery tears burst out.

"No, don't!

Although Leng Xin used the Reckless Desolation Yuan Soul to stop the hot tears from falling as quickly as possible, it still fell.

A drop of blood and tears will damage one's thousand-year-old cultivation.

She is a flower of recklessness, just to meet her beloved man blooming, but she often cries as the years go by.

Mourning Moon looked at the man in front of her who she didn't seem to love and hate, and the man who seemed to give her the warmth of nothing, so desperate that she had nothing to rely on.

"Lost the moon, cultivating a soul for a thousand years, and being able to transform into a human form for thousands of years, why are you suffering? Haven't we been doing everything for the present for thousands of years?"

The silence of the mourning moon became more and more haggard, the roof was cold, and in a few heavy coughs, blood gushed from the internal organs.

Mourning Moon looked at Leng Xin with a blank eye, and said, "Thousands of years of loneliness have passed, have you ever loved me?" she was waiting for the man closest to him to answer.

Leng Xin looked at her eyes, carefully wiped the blood flowing from the corners of her mouth for her, and caressed her: "Love, for thousands of years from the desolate land, I have only loved you! ”

"That's enough. A drop of fiery red blood and tears crossed the clear and picturesque face, and the blood and tears rolled down the roof, and the soul was scorching.

"Mourning the moon, don't cry, don't leave me, I'll go to the Yama Hall to get the Sansheng water, you have to wait for me. ”

Mourning Moon smiled tactfully, the kind of smile that seemed to have no attachment.

"We are reckless wilderness grass, how to enter this Yama Temple, death is dead, so why do useless things. As he spoke, another drop of blood and tears fell.

"Barnyard grass also has the life of barnyard grass, we have created a lot of miracles in many lifetimes, desperately growing, fighting beasts, refining souls, resisting souls, breaking enchantments, and now it is hard to get into the mortal world, how can heroes give up?"

"I'm tired, I want a home, it's good for you and me to go back, I'm afraid to guard your side for the rest of my life, finally one day, my flowers are red, the flowers bloom for a thousand years, you bloom for a thousand years, I bloom for you for a thousand years of beauty, are you willing to wait for a thousand years of loneliness for me? "The mourning moon frowned slightly, just like the cold night and tenderness like water.

Leng Xin is just silent.

The corners of the mourning moon's eyes are low, soaked in style.

"The autumn water is cold, the geese are injured by the clouds, the night burial dreams, Jun Zhiyuan, the world is difficult to determine, the hegemony is difficult to overpower, the flowers on the other side, the flowers are blooming red, I can't meet a man with amorous eyes. ”

"Mourning the moon, why are you suffering, what's wrong with the world, the dancing posture, the smell of dog meat in the dog meat shop is intoxicating, compared to the lifeless and reckless place, are you really willing to endure the endless loneliness, and the trampling and biting of wild beasts?"

"Please let me go, the flowers have flowers to pursue, the leaves have leaves in the world, we are just the adventures in the time staggered, the fate of the adventure is over, it is the fate of the end of the fate of the dispersion, if, in fact, we do not have if. Mourning Moon broke free from his embrace, but there was no nostalgia, and her beautiful black hair was as white as snow.

Leng Xin clenched his fists, sad and resolute: "Mourning the moon, flowers can fall in love with leaves, leaves can fall in love with flowers, thousands of years of waiting have thousands of years of dust, and there are thousands of years of my pursuit of flowers, you must believe me, you must believe me." ”

Leng Xin hugged Mourning Moon tightly from behind, his voice was close to Mourning Moon's ears, this time they were very close, very close, and said: "Believe me, I have snubbed you for thousands of years, but in addition to the reckless land, the world is already strong like a forest, and there is no real place for us, the Netherworld is deep and cold, and the God Realm has nowhere to be found, when the soul Yuan gathers, we will definitely be able to form our warm Netherworld Village in the underworld, and you will be the happiest woman at that time." ”

Mourning Moon wiped away the tears, she fell in love with him again and threw herself into his arms again.

"In the future, I must think about you everywhere, but I was too negligent. Leng Xin hugged the mourning moon into his broad chest, his eyes were firm, but he was also indifferent to the extreme.

In this way, the two snuggled up to each other in silence, occasionally hearing the murmur of flowing water, and the sound of birds flapping their wings in the distant mountains that had been awakened by dreams.

The night became deeper and deeper, the soul fire was still burning, the young man in the room felt a burst of heat, but he didn't wake up, the ground was wet after a while, Liang Yunsheng's face looked much more relaxed, but he didn't know that the movements on his beam were a pair of inseparable love from the barren land.

"Ahh "Liang Yunsheng slept well.

Leng Xin was very shrewd to sense that there was a spirit in the room, gently pushed away the mourning moon, and said with a fire of hope in his eyes: "There is a big guy tonight, and we will clean him up." ”

Mourning Yue replied: "Can you stop taking the souls of the living, black and white impermanence is just a ghost hook, we are too cruel to be so." ”

Leng Yue looked away from each other's gazes, looked at the night sky, and said, "This is the last time, and we also want to make our Yin Land strong quickly, to ensure that it is really the last time." ”

Silence represents all disagreements.

The two turned into phantoms and drifted into the inn.

Put your hands together, sit on the ground, and chant the words: "The soul is born and the soul is destroyed, the soul comes and goes, and the soul possesses my body." ”

After a few moments, the two of them circled around the place where Liang Yun was born, and two soul eaters were born from their temples.

"Cold heart, I'm in pain, my whole body hurts, I can't hold on anymore, stop. ”

There was a lot of mist in the house, and Mourning Moon's hand trembled violently.

"Hold on for a while, this is the most perfect soul I have ever seen, take a soul to become a strong person in the netherworld, then there will be no fear of being bullied, and when our netherworld village is completed, we will not worry about having no place in this ethereal world, and we will have to be afraid of black and white impermanence. The muscles on Leng Xin's face were eroded by a powerful unknown force, becoming up and down, left and right, but he would not give up, and he was almost crazy.

"Cold heart, you're so cold!"

"Don't say it, this time you can only win and not lose. ”

"Hello Leng Xin...... It's cruel!"

As he spoke, Mourning Moon fainted to death on the ground, and he never woke up after closing his eyes.

Due to the strong force that was counterattacked, Leng Xin could not recover the Soul Devouring Yin Talisman again, and the Four Seas Heart Field was already shattered, and he came to the side of the Mourning Moon on his knees.

Even if he slapped the floor all over and regretted it ten thousand times, the person who regretted it would never find regret medicine, the mourning moon would not wake up, and the sleeping boy would not wake up.

"Mourning the moon, Huangquan is too yin, but the bridge is cold, after I have passed the reincarnation, you will disappear on the side of the bridge, tonight everything is out of this young man. "Leng Xin lost his confidant, and Liang Yunsheng inexplicably became his old enemy.

The boy was still asleep, but the world was silently no longer peaceful.

Leng Xin used the Soul Locking Spell to forcibly force out the Soul Element of the Lost Moon and seal it in the spell bell.

And the soul lock spell is undoubtedly the most harmful evil art to the people who practice the yin soul, once this spell is used, it will be at the cost of destroying itself, and the damage to the manghuang flowers and leaves is even more beyond its ability to bear, and it is very likely to disappear from this world completely, what is even more ridiculous is that this spell must also dream together with the purest soul in a day, in order to bind the souls of the three parties to enter the desolate land, and regain life after thousands of years, and as for the pure soul, whether it can escape from the desolate land, it is only a matter of creation.

Liang Yunsheng is just a teenager, but Leng Xin has used up all the loneliness and ruthlessness for thousands of years to him, just for his self-righteous freak.

Suddenly, Liang Yunsheng suddenly came to a place in the haze, only to feel faint and silent, the deep air was cold and piercing, looking around the four fields was actually the realm of clouds and mist, but there were no five fingers between the hands, and he didn't know where the road was when he wanted to escape.

Liang Yunsheng ran in one direction, walking like a blind man in the daytime, but he still tried his best to flee desperately, only the sound of his soul beating could be heard, Liang Yunsheng suppressed the fear in his heart again and again.

Finally, there is no escape, the hand of death has been opened, waiting, waiting for death to come quietly.

Liang Yunsheng was relieved, the five horses were scattered on the cold ground, with a peaceful face, his grandmother's kind smile flashed in his mind, and Liang Yunsheng also laughed together, but this smile was fleeting, and it was difficult for too beautiful things to survive for too long in a lifeless and reckless place.

"Grandma, you wait for me, and I'll come later. Liang Yunsheng stretched out his left hand and tried his best to grasp the remnants of Qianying, but the moment he put his hand down, sadness came to his face.

It's just that after being disappointed again and again, grandma's smile still faintly, that face gradually blurred, Liang Yunsheng was lost on the edge of disappointment and despair again and again, until that face had been completely submerged in the fog, and he could no longer remember what grandma looked like.

At this moment, the fog drifted away from one direction, and an emaciated flower swayed in the cold wind, desperately rooting on the frozen snow.

Looking at it closely, Liang Yunsheng felt sympathy in his heart, moved his steps, leaned down, and said: "You are pitiful enough, more pitiful than me, it is not good to be born in a bad place, but you were born in this kind of ghost place." ”

When he looked closely, Liang Yunsheng's heart was greatly shocked, this was not a flower, but flowers and leaves were entwined and growing, and a dusty tear gushed out uncontrollably from the bottom of the young man's heart.

Liang Yunsheng brushed off the dust on his body, knelt on the ground very solemnly, bowed three times, and said: "The flowers on the other side are only in the legend, Manzhu Sawah, the flowers bloom for a thousand years, the flowers fall for a thousand years, the flowers are charming, the leaves fall lonely, the flowers and leaves will never see each other, and they love each other in the wrong life. ”

Just as he was about to get up, he heard the knocking sound of a wooden fish behind him, and he wanted to turn his head to look, only to see a monk sitting like a pine, and when he looked at it, it became more and more blurred, and the wind and snow were falling boundlessly in the extreme eye.

Suddenly, he leaned back and fell into one place.

Liang Yunsheng touched the back of his head, only to feel unbearable pain, and found that he was in the inn, a person holding a wooden stick in his hand and facing him, and the person was trembling.

The two looked at each other like two bulls in the Colosseum.

The man quickly dropped the thick wooden stick and knelt on the ground: "Uncle spare my life, I am a guy here, I can't wake up after a thousand calls, and I can't do anything to take the first shot, and it really works." ”

Liang Yunsheng looked at the guy in front of him with wide eyes, two angry gases rose from under his feet, and the guy rushed out of the crowd in a panic and disappeared.