Before she could finish speaking, the girl in white seemed to be intoxicated with the beautiful vision of her own fantasy.

When he looked up for a while, he saw that the young man in Tsing Yi was staying there speechlessly with his head down, as if he had made a mistake that the Cultivation Ring could not bear, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he immediately pretended to tease him again.

"Little warlock, you just kept saying that shemales have different paths and can't fall in love. But you know what? Shemales also have the deep affection of falling in love with each other, and they are no worse than the love in the world. ”

"For example, for example, Da Ji, who brought disaster to the country and the government, she is also very affectionate to the king. There is also the story of the 'Cowherd and Weaver Girl' who has been circulating for a long time, isn't it also the love between man and god? And then there is the story of the 'carp princess' incarnated in human form to repay the fisherman, isn't that one of them all in love with humans and gods or in love with different species? It doesn't matter that the sky will punish them with five thunderbolts. ”

"It's you, a cold boy who doesn't change your words, shemales have different paths, and you can't fall in love and shout! How harsh. ”

"Little warlock, I don't believe this set of nonsense you said, I don't believe it, I definitely don't believe it!"

“。。。。。。”

"If you don't believe it, you don't believe it, what am I forcing you to do, why do you have to make so much nonsense."

There was silence for a moment, and I could only hear the young man in Tsing Yi arguing for himself with a complaining tone.

"Demon, what are you singing again? Don't you know that our shemales have different paths? How could I disobey my master and be with you? You're going to die with this murderous intent! After that, the young man in Tsing Yi's eyes seemed to have a wordless tenderness, and there was more wordless self-blame.

At this time, the girl in white seemed to become serious as well, and a painful expression poured down on her pale face, forcing her to snort coldly. "I just said it, I'm splashing, am I being amorous? Not as good as the people on your earth. ”

With tears in her eyes, she quietly looked at the young man in Tsing Yi who stabbed her in the eye, without saying a word, putting on a look of indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away, as if she was trying her best to hide her inner frenzy and turmoil, pretending to be dead and unwilling to be approached.

The young man in Tsing Yi was speechless for a while, frowned, hurriedly dropped the sword in his hand, and timidly crossed to the side of the girl in white, his eyes suddenly swept over the eyebrows of the girl in white, a sense of regret was still condensed between his eyebrows, and a little tear slowly stretched out.

But seeing that he snatched the right hand of the girl in white, he hurriedly took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket, unscrewed the lid, and with a shake of his hand, the powder in the bottle was finely applied to her wound. then tore off a white silk from the package behind him, and wrapped it around the hand of the girl in white.

Everything was bandaged properly, and he could hear him sigh lightly from his mouth, and a look of guilt immediately passed over his face. "Little fox demon, let's go, I won't kill you, but you are not allowed to harm the world again." As he spoke, he raised his head, and a pair of deep and bright eyes swept over the brows of the girl in white as before, and slowly fell with a gentle and crimson care.

Flashing a pair of watery eyes, the girl in white seemed to have suddenly realized something, and immediately let out a silver bell-like smile. "Little Warlock, are you telling the truth? The little woman would like to thank you in advance for your grace not to kill. But I also want to tell you, don't pretend in front of me, just let it be. ”

The girl's tone was soft and tactful, like a heavenly sound, lingering. After a pause, I saw her suddenly open her mouth and ask urgently. "Little Warlock, what's your name? Can you tell me. I don't want us to call around like this every time we meet, and it's so ugly. ”

"Left white maple, left and right left, innocent white, maple maple." The young man in Tsing Yi replied cleanly, posing as clean without any procrastination.

"Wow, what a poetic name! Whoever fetched it for you, I like it! The girl in white cheered, and hurriedly threw out this sentence, and the roots of Zuo Baifeng's ears that were standing in the middle of it were so ashamed that the roots of the ears were crimson and white, and her face was embarrassed to become a fresh flower.

"And what's your name? I, can I know. Zuo Baifeng raised his eyes and looked at the girl dressed in white, and said this sentence astringently, her flashing eyes had become heartwarming, and the tone of her mouth was already full of gentleness.

"Me?" The girl in white was taken aback, and her surprised eyes immediately swept over Zuo Baifeng's clean face, as if she had thought for a moment, and suddenly replied with a smile. "My name is Bai Zihe, the white of day and night, the good son of a woman, and the beautiful lotus of He Cao."

"Bai Zihe?" Zuo Baifeng asked in surprise, and suddenly looked suspicious.

"Hmm", his eyes wandered, and his voice was like a coquettish voice, Bai Zihe laughed at himself. "How? Interesting, poetic, my name is no worse than yours, right? ”

"Of course, Bai, Bai, Bai Zihe, it's really a nice name, it really matches your people, I remember it Zuo Baifeng." Zuo Baifeng responded happily for a while, for fear that his carelessness would cause some misunderstanding of Bai Zihe.

However, before the two of them could stay in a moment of acquaintance and surprise, Zuo Baifeng urged timidly with a worried face. "Bai Zihe, we've already exchanged names, you better hurry up. Otherwise, my master will come over, and you won't be able to leave. In fact, when Zuo Baifeng was extremely reluctant to speak, a complicated mood of being worried about the other party had already jumped on his face, and all the surprises and worries at the first meeting were almost broken.

"Ah, in this way, your master must be a powerful and ruthless character, shouldn't he stab me to death with a single sword?" Bai Zihe raised his eyebrows, and teased innocently with a smile on his face, knocking down all Zuo Baifeng's worries and worries now. In her opinion, what Zuo Baifeng was worried about was just child's play, and it was as serious as he said.

But Zuo Baifeng was already so anxious that he spoke first, "Bai Zihe, if you don't leave, you will regret it." My master's swordsmanship is a sword that pierces the heart. ”

"Am I not afraid of him? Hearing you say that, now I want to meet him, so as not to regret it! Bai Zihe seemed quite fearless, but her words to Zuo Baifeng seemed to arouse the provocation in her heart even more.

Bai Zihe's unintentional agitation made Zuo Baifeng anxious. As if he was angrily provocative, didn't this clearly embarrass him and his master?

Zuo Baifeng thought about this, and was so anxious that he immediately stepped forward and urged again. "Bai Zihe, you better go quickly. If you don't leave, I'll be in a dilemma. If my master fights with you, do you think I am helping you or helping my master? ”

"If I help you, it seems that I am against my will; Don't help you, we just reconciled, I can't break my promise to be bad for you! ”

Listening to Zuo Baifeng's dilemma, Bai Zihe rolled his eyes, smiled contemptuously, and suddenly replied helplessly. "Okay, Zuo Baifeng, I promise you, I'll go first. I hope you remember me and don't say these panicked words against your will to coax me away. After all, a pair of shining eyes, under the cover of long eyelashes, have already revealed a woman's unique tenderness and attachment.

"Demon, you're demagoguery again! It seems that I can't spare you, suffer death, look at the sword. ”

However, with the sound of an old waterfall bursting out, the silence of the night of the ancient temple in the wilderness was broken. I saw a snow-bright white light flashing behind the two of them, and a sword light rushed straight towards Bai Zihe's chest with an uncontrollable evil aura.

was so shocked that Bai Zihe had nowhere to hide for a while, and there was nowhere to dodge, seeing that the sword light was about to penetrate her chest and disappear. said that it was too late, it was too fast, and I saw a figure in green clothes flying up immediately, appropriately blocking Bai Zihe's chest.

With a shout of "ah", a sharp sword that flashed with cold light directly penetrated the chest of the young man in Tsing Yi and then submerged into Bai Zihe's chest. But I saw two streams of blood spurting out, like two plum blossoms bursting into a bright red like blood in the hazy night.

When the old man suddenly came to his senses, he pulled the long sword back from the two of them. But seeing that a pair of figures had already fallen, two streams of blood spurted out, instantly dyeing the woman's white clothes red, and also dyeing a green shirt on the chest of the young man in Tsing Yi.

Suddenly, it looks like clusters of dazzling snow and red plums, which are beautiful and delicate, and at the same time pale and desolate. It is like a little red flower and green leaf in the green bush, comparable to each other, and the shadow is a death.

Lao Dao stood in the middle with a stunned face, his painful expression was immediately revealed, dumb, stupid, his body was like a chaff sieve, and his mouth was still muttering to himself, blaming him constantly.

Standing for a moment, Lao Dao suddenly threw away the bloody sword in his hand, took advantage of it, and hugged the young man in Tsing Yi who fell to the ground, and screamed in panic while panicking. "Bai Feng, Bai Feng, why are you so stupid, you want to block the sword of the demon as a teacher. Bai Feng, my good apprentice, it was all for the teacher's misses, and the teacher shouldn't have been in a hurry and accidentally injured your life. ”

"Bai Feng, Bai Feng, my good apprentice! Wake up, wake up! I beg you for the sake of the teacher. ”

However, the wilderness is lonely, the moon and shadows are intertwined, in this heaven and earth, who is listening to the heart-rending sorrow of the old Tao at this moment, dripping and dripping?

However, the sky is drooping, the black curtain is mourning, in this dusty world, perhaps the sadness will eventually blow like the wind, quietly retreating, and there will be no trace of memory and traces.

Everything in man is naturally like this, and there is no falsehood.

"Teacher, master, father, don't cry. I, I, this, isn't, okay to stay in front of you? Bai Feng is not dead, Bai Feng is still alive, Master is so good to Bai Feng, kindness is like a mountain, how can Bai Feng leave Master you? ”

"Bai Feng, you still have to learn art from the master, how can you go before the master. Bai Feng still has to stay by Master's side and take good care of Master! ”

After gasping for a long time, Zuo Baifeng struggled to open his closed eyes and squeeze out these intermittent sentences from the cracks in his mouth. Then he gasped for breath again, slowly recuperated for a while, and then begged the old Taoist elder vigorously: "Master, master, master, white, Bai Feng, only, just ask you, one thing, don't, don't, again, kill this little fox fairy." ”

"All the missing is mine, not her. It was my illegitimate distractions that I forsaken the right path. ”

After Zuo Baifeng finished saying this sentence with difficulty, he struggled to turn his head again, glanced at the woman in white who was bleeding from her chest with her hands, and tried to show a wry smile. "Bai, Bai, Zihe, yes, no, get up, I can't save you. Actually, I have, I have liked you. Only, yes, in the future, can't, I will accompany you again. You have to live well. No, yes, it's a piece of my heart. No, yes, do it again, do those things that are against the sky. ”

"White, white, son, lotus, I, good, so thought, so hopeful, and, you, and, you, live together. But, yes, I, no, can, too. Please, please, you, forgive me. ”

While Zuo Baifeng was trying so hard to express what he wanted, Bai Zihe was struggling to move his body while slowly trying to get closer to Zuo Baifeng's body. Inch by inch, slowly, and effortlessly, he danced a little difficult and powerless movements, and finally grabbed Zuo Baifeng's somewhat cold hand at the moment when his gaze was about to stop, and looked at Zuo Baifeng with tears in his eyes that looked like yellow paper.

"Zuo Baifeng, I remember your words. No matter what happens in the future, it is reincarnation for a hundred lifetimes, a thousand generations, I Bai Zihe, a demon, a fairy, and I only like you alone in my heart. ”

"I like you in this life, and I like you in the future, for thousands of years, and I will never give up."

The corners of Zuo Zhefeng's mouth finally flashed a touching smile, and his deep eyes looked at Bai Zihe for the last time, and began to dim slowly. Then he clenched her hand and began to slowly slide down from his chest.

The cold feeling covered Zuo Baifeng's face little by little, and a teardrop suspected to be a drop of water seemed to be still hanging round beside his eyes, flashing with a cold cold light.

Bai Zihe suddenly raised his head full of tears, and screamed heartbreakingly towards the vast night sky, the howling sound was like a loud and miserable silence.

After standing for a moment, she suddenly turned her face back again, and laughed out loud at Zuo Baifeng's cold body lying on the ground. The laughter was like a cry echoing in the dark night sky, and everything seemed so desolate and desolate, so lonely and helpless.

After suddenly hearing a terrible scream, the previous sword with blood slashed straight into Bai Zihe's chest again. Suddenly, a stream of blood spurted out, filling the dim night sky with the smell of blood and the desolation of blood.

At this moment, the world seems to be toppled and turbulent.

The ancient temple in the wilderness, the mountain is dark, and the moon is astringent. The voice of the people is lonely, and the wind is sad and the trees are howling.

However, in this silent darkness, I suddenly saw Bai Zihe's body shaking hard again, as if struggling to use up the last trace of strength, tightly grasping Zuo Zhefeng's cold hand, and his eyebrows and eyes radiated an intoxicating brilliance. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and An Ran drew a graceful arc, muttering for a while.

"Bai Feng, Zuo Bai Feng, no matter how many good skins there are in the world, I only love your dry bones and sadness!"