Volume 1 Journey to the Wasteland Chapter 25 Mochizuki Wangyue Old Dao

"Sister Leng Chen, the snow of the Morning Dew Peak...... Stopped. ”

"Hmm...... Indeed, it's rare. ”

On the Morning Dew Peak, Shuanglu was seriously pruning the Xuanhan Eight-Leaf Tree Bonsai in Luo Qianying's Cold Ice Cave Mansion, and when she heard Leng Chen's conversation with another junior sister, she moved lightly to the outside of the Cave Mansion. At this moment, it was already outside in the darkness of night.

Above the sky, there are indeed no more snowflakes falling. The frost and dew look at the sky, and the snow on the morning dew peak has not stopped for thousands of years......

In the small bamboo house of the white night, Luo Qianying's face was crimson, and the fragrance of fine wine was revealed between her breaths, mixed with her woman's unique body fragrance filled the entire small bamboo house. She was asleep, and she was in that dream again.

It was a vast expanse of the sea, the blue water bordering the inky sky, a full silver moon hanging high above the sky, and she lay in the arms of a figure, which was her dying. Although her heart was full of reluctance, she had to leave, "It's a pity that I can't see this little guy grow up...... He... What should I do if I am bullied?"

In the dream, she left with a stomach full of unwillingness and regret......

On the big bluestone, the white night curled up in a ball, and this was the first time he felt cold since he comprehended the artistic conception of extreme cold. Snow, the size of a goose feather, flutters and falls, and comes with the wind. The burning love trembled slightly, and the slight light flashed into a peerless beauty dressed in red, and Mo Yexue came to the big bluestone that slept in the white night, hugged him, and accompanied him to sleep.

Although, there was only an endless sense of emptiness in her eyes......

It's been three years, white nights, and I'm dreaming again.

It was the era of the flood and famine, when he was Mo Cheng, in the depths of the endless sea, watching the tide, watching the tide pavilion. That was the last time he met her after passing the million-year test of Loulan, and a farewell was eternal.

"Master......" Two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks.

The snow drifted away, and the frost and dew stood quietly in front of the cave, enjoying the graceful snow scene. The cold wind rises, blowing the green silk on the forehead of the beauty, blowing like snow skirt. I don't know where tonight, where the fate started, and where it perished.

In the last ten days of Mo Cheng's life, he made an appointment with Mo Yexue to go to the Tide Pavilion in the next life to enjoy the 100,000-year desolate moon eclipse. Now that he has returned to this world, the woman in the red wedding dress looks like this.

The white night woke up slowly, and it was the middle of the night. He picked up Mo Yexue by the waist and walked into his small bamboo house, he knew that she was gone. The moment Bai Ye stepped into the bamboo house, he smelled the fragrant aroma that filled the house, and shook his head with a wry smile. It's a mental test.

Bai Ye crossed his legs on the bamboo bed, settled, and meditated. The black and white demonic power rose, and the red light surrounded his body, and he turned the demon god into a saint and the Killing Saint Desolate Heavenly Recipe at the same time. His cultivation has broken through the middle level of the foundation building period, and his entry speed can easily sing all the way, but he doesn't, he wants to reach the peak of the Dao, and he must not be a little frivolous.

At the top of the Morning Dew Peak, a woman stood on the top of the Morning Dew Peak, her hair full of green silk was blown by the wind, and her silver dress also moved with the wind, she just stood here quietly, staring at a bright moon in the night sky, her eyes were confused and complicated. He, could it be him?

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Southern Regions, Southern Regions Holy Country, Gangnam Province, Taihua Mountain. Two figures stand here quietly, enjoying the majestic and magnificent scenery of Taihua Mountain. is the first person, dressed in green clothes, with white hair like snow, but he looks like a teenager, who would have thought that such a young person is already an old monster of Ye Qingyan's grandfather's generation.

The person who followed him, dressed in purple and with a rickety appearance, was Yuan Disha.

"Old Yuan, how is the task completed?"

"If you go back to the master, the princess has been delivered safely. Just ......"

"That's good, and let her see a long time. Just what ......"

"Over there of the demon clan... There is already action. ”

"Hmm... It seems that this troubled era is about to appear again. ”

"The princess's ......"

"It doesn't matter, as the future heir of my Tianhai Liuyun Dynasty, she needs to be experienced. The young man looked down at the peaks under Mount Taihua, and if he didn't climb to the top of Mount Taihua, how could he see the mountains and mountains.

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The Celestial Death Sect, the same time, different places. In Tianjian Peak, a blonde boy sat on the eaves, looking at the starry sky above the endless sky. His gaze finally stayed on the bright moon, "Taibai, I will accompany you to the top of the world." I only heard a sword sound from behind him, and the young man smiled, with a dazzling brilliance in his sword eyes.

He is from Beiliang and is a native of Longcheng. His father, his brother, his mother, and his sister were all dead, and he was the only one left in the world. If it weren't for that star, he would have died by the sword of another tribe. Life under the sword, death under the sword, he wants to be the first person in this world, finding, the pinnacle of the sword.

The white night was only settled for an hour, and he came outside from the small bamboo hut again. came out with him, and the burning feelings of the ink night snow. Looking up at the moon and standing for a long time, he never forgot the dream he had on the big bluestone.

Snow, falling with the wind. "Scythe, Nine Hook Moon. The white night whispered, burning love in his hands, and moved with him. His movements were a little slower than usual, he was evolving, trying his best to evolve, the appearance of the bright moon at the time of the desolate moon and full moon eclipse of the Endless Sea.

Finally, after countless swings of the sickle, nine bright moons appeared in mid-air, which resembled the barren moon of the Endless Sea once in 100,000 years. It's as if it's the real barren moon reappearing in this world. Nine bright moons, hanging high.

On the top of the peak of Morning Dew Peak, Luo Qianying looked at the nine rounds of bright moon and was stunned, like the moon in the sky, the real moon is not the real moon, the nine rounds of bright moon are. When the nine bright moons were broken, she was no longer in the same place, and she had a slight understanding of the dream that had plagued her for three thousand years.

Extreme Ice Peak, Ye Qingyan sat in the pavilion, the moonlight was quiet, but he didn't choose to cultivate, he just sat quietly, lowered his head and thought about his hometown in the Southern Regions-Jiangnan Dao. Tonight is destined to be extraordinary. Some people rejoice, others worry.

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"Boy, what are you doing there alone in a daze, come and drink with the old man. An old voice sounded, and Bai Ye followed the sound and found an old man sitting on the big bluestone before, the old man was dressed in tattered robes, his hair was messy, and he looked sloppy, and several jars of fine wine had been placed next to him.

"Your Excellency?"

"An old man who has been forgotten by his younger generations, and he doesn't have to care about the identity of the old man. ”

White Night put the burning love on his back and walked straight towards him. He believed that the person who could appear here must have been allowed by his master, otherwise with this old man's cultivation, it would be easy to kill him. Bai Ye disdained to use a cup, directly lifted a jar of wine, unsealed the mud, and drank it directly, so heartily.

The liquor entered his throat, and the intense burning sensation was followed by a bone-chilling cold sensation. "Old man, did you steal my master's wine?"

"How can the young man talk nonsense, it was clearly given to me by the little girl. The sloppy old man laughed, picked up the jar and took a sip. Bai Ye was a little surprised by this, but he didn't expect this old man to have the ability to get the wine brewed by his master.

This wine is called Bing Xin Drunk, and it is the wine that Luo Qianying brewed with the only sip of the Extreme Ice Land Holy Spring in Morning Dew Peak, which can be described as the best in the wine. He had been fortunate enough to drink from Luo Qianying a few times, and now he drank it from others, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised in his heart.

"Old man, why did you come here to find a boy and I will drink with you?" Bai Ye was puzzled, not understanding how such a reclusive master had found him. "The young man laughed, old man, I had nothing to do, and I found someone playing tricks here, so I came to take a look, but I didn't expect that this was just the end of the trick. Fun, fun. ”

Bai Ye looked at Lao Dao's sloppy face under the moonlight, and finally remembered where he had seen this old man. No wonder he will have a sense of déjà vu when he sees him, once when he was in the Bishan tribe, he talked to his grandmother Bai, and this old man flew from the sky with a fairy wind and bones.

He took a sip of his wine, then shook his head, he didn't expect such a wonderful fate. He glanced at the drunken old man, this old man was by no means simple. After a long time, when Bai Ye was already drunk, the old man staggered up from the big bluestone.

"Life must be happy, and a lifetime of wine is favorable, hahaha. In the midst of that wanton laughter, the white night passed out. The old man threw down the wine jar and disappeared into the ice and snow of this morning dew peak.

The white night snored like thunder, and fell asleep on this big bluestone. It's just that this poor baby was already stunned when she woke up. He found that almost the entire people of Morning Dew Peak were watching him, and the one standing on the side was Luo Qianying.

"It's over. Bai Ye chuckled in his heart, and his heart was not good. Looking at the fragments of wine jars all over the floor, you don't have to think about it to know what happened last night. "Master, listen to my explanation......"

"Forget it, get up, this kid, if you want to drink and talk to the teacher, why bother stealing. Luo Qianying's words had already made everyone around him fall through his glasses. The two sisters, Leng Chen and Shuanglu, almost stared out of their eyes, this treatment doesn't even seem to have a thousand pupils in the North Darkness.

"It's... Yes, I see, Master. White Night replied. There is a feeling of detachment from reality, as if I am living in a dream right now. "Master, can we also ......" Frost Dew couldn't help but speak. "What do you want to do?" Luo Qianying frowned, and the temperature around everyone suddenly dropped by an unknown number of degrees.

"Forget it, it's okay, Master. When Luo Qianying heard this, she disappeared in place. Frost Dew wiped a handful of cold sweat and looked at Bai Ye, "Sisters, clean him up." ”

"Yes, Senior Sister. "White Night is dumbfounded"&~"

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