"Eh, Mrs. Yu, what are you doing here?" Xie Qingyun watched Bai Luo set up a ladder and climbed up to the roof, carrying a pot of wine in his hand.

Bai Luo glared at Xie Qingyun, too lazy to take care of him. This Xie Qingyun really has the same character as Xie Jinyan, and the noise makes people annoyed. I don't know how he later became a generation of grandmasters with his temperament? This is not like the Xie Qingyun that Bai Luo saw in Yuan Qin Geng's memory at all.

Since going to Muyun Heavenly Palace, Bai Luo and Yu Lei have followed Xie Qingyun to live in the courtyard of Lingyun Peak. Xie Qingyun doesn't have any bad intentions, people are still stupid. Following him is just the right thing to hide the identities of the two.

As long as you stay here for another two days, when you find Jiang Qinghan, you will have a way to exchange her spirit beads back.

Bai Luo stepped on the ladder and suddenly stopped. Although he has no memory of this period, it is obvious that Jiang Qinghan has not seen himself in the past fifty years. Yu Lei didn't see Jiang Qinghan at the beginning.

Bai Luo stood tall and looked at the many courtyards on Lingyun Peak that were lit with red lanterns. Lingyun Peak's rule is that a lantern will be lit in the courtyard where guests are staying. Looking at it like this, the people of the Xuanyue Temple should be coming soon.

In the past few months, Yu Lei has been spending his aura for Bai Luo every night, but his own face is getting whiter and whiter day by day. The reason for this is just like Bai Luo's suppression of Zong Ye's cold illness with the golden spirit flow will only backfire. Even if Bai Luo doesn't have a spirit bead, he is still a god who lives in symbiosis with heaven and earth, and every time Yu Lei crosses spiritual power for Bai Luo, he will be eaten by his divine sense.

If this continues, even if Yu Lei exhausts his spiritual power, he will not be able to save Bai Luo. It's just that it can make Bai Luo linger for a year and a half.

Bai Luo was in this illusion, and he couldn't find a way to crack it and couldn't tell Yu Lei the truth, so he could only pretend that he didn't know anything about what was happening in the Nuwa Temple, and let Yu Lei toss.

Bai Luo has no spiritual power, and he can't solve it, so he doesn't feel comfortable anywhere. Bai Luo always knew that he was the Martial Divine Monarch before, and he had some shelves. Now Bai Luo is broken and broken, so he simply comes from his own temperament.

Xie Qingyun pulled his neck and looked at Bai Luo: "Mrs. Yu, be careful, what are you doing on that roof? ”

Bai Luo puffed up the flask. The spiritual power in his body is really useless. Now if you want to go up to the roof to drink a pot of wine, some people are worried that she will fall.

Heh, isn't this underestimating her Bai Luo?

Bai Luo has lived for so many tens of thousands of years, except for Nuwa Niangniang who dared to pinch two handfuls of hair on her head before, who else dares to underestimate her Bai Ranxi!

Bai Luo sulked and stepped on the last level of the ladder, but he didn't expect a crisp "click" to fall apart!

The rope that tied the ladder was broken, and the bamboo pole crackled and fell. Bai Luo habitually twisted his fingers and swept the wind word - there was no wind at all!

Bai Luo was so angry that she was about to fall to the ground and lose her spiritual power, but suddenly her waist tightened and she was gently supported.

Yu Lei hugged Bai Luo and gently placed her on the roof. Bai Luo didn't fall, but she became even more angry! It seems that every day with Yu Lei, she is a good white tiger who coexists with heaven and earth, and she becomes a sick cat!

Yu Lei looked at Bai Luo's bared teeth and grinned lightly: "You want to drink?"

Bai Luo stretched out his hand extremely reluctantly: "Bring it." ”

Bai Luo very much suspected that he had lost this memory because he was too embarrassed at this time! Since he had been reduced to the point of bending his waist for a pot of wine.

Bai Luo stretched out her hand, but the pot of wine did not fall into her hand.

Bai Luo looked back at Yu Lei with some confusion. I saw Yu Lei smile slightly, and Yubai's wrist holding the wine jug was slightly tilted, and the wine flowed out of the thin spout. Bai Luo watched in amazement as the wine dripped onto the glazed tile roof, and then flowed down the tiles to the eaves.

Dare to touch the deity's wine! Yu Lei is afraid to be the first in 10,000 years!

Even if you only have one percent of your spiritual power, you have to fight with Yu Lei, a person who doesn't know how to be humble!

Bai Luo stood up suddenly, regardless of whether he had a smooth roof of glazed tiles under his feet, and slammed into Yu Lei. But the glazed tiles were drenched with wine and became even more slippery, the brocade boots under Bai Luo's feet slipped, his ankles stumbled, and he didn't pinch Yu Lei's neck but pounced on Yu Lei.

Yu Lei: "......"

Bai Luo: "......"

At this time, Bai Luo felt that if this scene really happened at the beginning, then losing this memory should be his choice. After all, the hall supervisor Martial God Monarch, who had never knelt in the Lingxiao Palace, was half-kneeling in front of Yu Lei at this time. What's even more hateful is that Yu Lei is eight feet tall, Bai Luo's kneeling height is just right, and the tip of his nose touches an indescribable position impartially.

Yu Lei's face was extremely ugly: "You just want to drink this wine so much?"

Bai Luo stood up suddenly, and snatched the unfinished wine from Yu Lei's hand. Bai Luo's face was so red that she simply raised her head and drank the remaining wine in the jug.

This time, I really couldn't see why Bai Luo was blushing.

Bai Luo threw the flask on the glazed roof. The white pieces of broken porcelain are like splashes of water on the clear glazed tile roof. Bai Luo's chin was raised, a pair of blue pupils stared at Yu Lei, and his mouth was full of wine: "Who wants you to care?"

Bai Luo's eyes were originally fierce and ruthless, but at this time, the blue pupils were covered with a layer of mist, and the thin red on his face made those eyes particularly sultry.

Yu Lei subconsciously took a step back, and he said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "You can only drink half a pot." With that, he jumped off the glazed tile roof and hid himself under the eaves.

Xie Qingyun quietly approached Yu Lei: "Young Master Yu, did you have a conflict with your wife?"

Yu Lei glanced at Xie Qingyun lightly, and saw that Xie Qingyun had several pots of wine in his hand: "What is this?"

Xie Qingyun smiled: "Didn't Madame's wine spill? ”

Yu Lei frowned and said, "My wife should not drink alcohol. Yu Lei thought for a while and took a pot of wine from Xie Qingyun's hand: "Enough." ”

Yu Lei turned his head sideways, and Xie Qingyun saw a thin red in Yu Lei's ears. Xie Qingyun was about to ask Yu Lei what was going on. I saw that Yu Lei had already sat down on the steps and put Jiu Youxian Yue on his lap.

Xie Qingyun is the young lord of Biquan Villa, and what Muyun Heavenly Palace left for Xie Qingyun is a two-entry courtyard. Xie Qingyun gave up the inner courtyard to Yu Lei and Bai Luo, and lived in the outer courtyard by himself.

In the past few days, Yu Lei has to play the qin for Bai Luo every night. From the time of playing the piano to the dawn of the second day, I don't like to disturb people. Xie Qingyun heard the sound of the piano and went to the outer courtyard with interest.

Bai Luo lay on the glazed tile roof and exhaled softly. The scenery of Lingyun Peak in Muyun Heavenly Palace is still the same as in the past. The clouds fluttered gently under the glazed tile roof, and the clouds were covered with a pinkish-purple veil.

Bai Luo snorted slightly, the past in her memory was actually decades later. In the past fifty years, even Muyun Heavenly Palace has changed the world. For Kunlun, fifty years is just a snap of a finger. Although a day in Kunlun is still twelve hours, it seems that because there are few major events, there is no bitterness or joy, and there is no difference between one day and a hundred days, so fifty years is especially fast.

But in the human world, in the past fifty years, Xie Qingyun, who was still a teenager in front of him, has passed away, and the four great families have also been turned upside down.

Everyone in this human world yearns for the ascension of the Tao and goes to Kunlun to be a free immortal. But without these earthly fireworks, without suffering, where would there be leisure? It's just a dull day after day.

In the past 50 years, it is not only Xie Qingyun, Xiao Wanjun, and Yuan Baiying who have passed away. And the Yu Lei who stroked the qin.

Bai Luo closed his eyes slightly, but he couldn't remember anything about Yu Lei anyway. When she closed her eyes, Zong Ye walked into the half-submerged holy building.

Zong Ye is a wisp of Yu Lei's earth soul. Zong Ye wanted to change the time sequence and save the beings in the Demon Realm. Doesn't Yu Lei want to?

Bai Luo listened to Yu Lei's piano and asked softly, "What are you going to do after you find Elder Xunyin?"

Yu Lei sat on the steps, with the Nine Shadows on his lap. His black light gauze robe was placed on the stone steps, and his jade-white fingertips gently brushed over the Nine Shadows of Xian Yue: "Cure your illness." ”

Bai Luo: "And then?"

Yu Lei asked with a smile, "What do you want to do?"

Bai Luo held the broken porcelain piece of the wine jug in one hand and put it on his half-curled knee and played: "You should know my identity." ”

Yu Lei's fingers on the piano paused slightly, and then laughed again: "Do you want to go back to Kunlun?"

Bai Luo was stunned, and it seemed that the deep female voice in the holy building sounded in her ears again: "If you really don't want anything, you can get out." ”

What did she want for herself? She hadn't seen it for months.

Bai Luo was born to guard the gods of the Three Realms, and all she has in her life is a small stilted building in Kunlun Ruins. She never calculated the gains and losses, and she never seemed to have any desires. It seems that there is nothing to ask for except a good pot of wine.

But Bai Luo always felt that his heart was empty. What did she want? She seemed to ...... Forgot?

Yu Lei's eyelashes lowered slightly: "If you want to go back to Kunlun, I will send you back." ”

Bai Luo frowned slightly, not understanding why he was resistant to Yu Lei's words: "What about you, what do you want to do?"

Yu Lei smiled faintly: "It's good like this." “

"That's it?" Bai Luo was puzzled: "What's so good about this?"

Yu Lei smiled and didn't speak, and the heavenly sound of his fingertips floated gently along the glazed tiles above the clouds. In the March season, Lingyun Peak is full of peach blossoms, and when the evening breeze blows, the peach petals are gently swept into the air. Wine-stained peach petals fell on the white sideburns.

The light peach blossom fragrance and wine aroma wrap around the tip of Bai Luo's nose, and the soft fur hood is very warm, isolating the cold of the glazed blue tiles. The breeze blew from the roof, blowing the fluffy fur gently on his face, Bai Luo lay on the cloak and listened to the piano sound, his eyelids gradually sank, and he fell asleep after a while.

Yu Lei's eyes looked at the strings at his fingertips for a moment, and it was not until even the familiar sound of breathing came from the outer courtyard that the sound of the piano of the Nine Shadows Xian Yue stopped gracefully.

Bai Luo always said that she was not good-looking, and her blue eyes were always too cold and ruthless. Whether it's a demon or a demon, too much killing makes it impossible for her to be as gentle as Yu Tong and as innocent as Ji Junlan.

But Bai Luo never knew that he was actually very good-looking. Under the moonlight, the bridge of Bai Luo's tall nose was coated with a warm halo by the moonlight, and the long eyelashes were like soft feathers under the moonlight.

Yu Lei gently picked up Bai Luo, in the past, Bai Luo could fall asleep by playing one tune, but now it takes three Bai Luo to fall asleep. The spiritual power is really getting worse day by day.

Yu Lei walked back to the dormitory with Bai Luo in his arms. He gently put Bai Luo on the head of the bed, looked at Bai Luo for a long time, and then sat up with Bai Luo in his arms.

He reached out and cut a cut in his wrist. Blood flowed down his jade-white wrist into the bowl. Bai Luo only knew that it was Yu Lei's spiritual power that renewed her life. In fact, Yu Lei's Red Spirit Flow was resisted by the divine sense, and it was always difficult to infuse it a little. That little bit of spiritual power could only make Bai Luo look less weak, and it was his blood that really saved Bai Luo's life.

The demons are immortal, and the blood is originally a medicine.

It's just that if he can't find a way to exchange it for the golden spirit bead, his blood will not be enough for Bai Luo to continue his life.

The demons are so funny, although they are not dead, they are not really alive, and the wounds on their bodies and the blood they shed will always be more difficult to heal than ordinary people.

Yu Lei wrapped the congealed wound around the black cloth strip. Put the blood on Bai Luo's lips and feed it into Bai Luo's mouth little by little.

Yu Lei's throat was blocked for a while, and he quickly flattened Bai Luo, covered his mouth and coughed. The hand that had half a bowl of blood left in his hand spilled out with a shake. Yu Lei hurriedly put down the bowl, and when he couldn't find the rag, he grabbed his black gauze sleeve and wiped the blood on the ground.

Yu Tong erased the memory of the Bailuo Nuwa Temple. But the power of the Golden Spirit Bead should make Bai Luo remember that memory. How could he explain to Bai Luo that he and Shen Tu were two people, and where would Bai Luo still believe him?

What's more, what does it matter between believing and not believing? Bai Luo is a god, and he has already fallen into the devil. These days of treating Bai Luo's illness can be regarded as stolen.

Yu Lei disposed of the bloody bowl. Using the Red Spirit Flow to protect Bai Luo's spiritual power, Bai Luo may still be willing, but if Bai Luo knows that she is drinking her own blood to continue her life, she will definitely be angry, right?

Yu Lei folded the quilt for Bai Luo, sat under the lamp, and held a bamboo slip in his hand. This bamboo slip is a fragment. The people of the demon clan don't have the leisure to read books, and many files are piled up in the ancestral hall of the Weiming Palace. This one he found while cleaning the ancestral hall.

There are many ancient fragments in these books, and many of them are not even legible. Only this one, because it was too jerky and difficult to understand, was rolled up and thrown aside, and rarely opened, which preserved the handwriting and was still intact.

This bamboo slip is only half a que, and the words "carving wood and drawing silk" are written on it.

If you don't have to go back to Bai Luo without law, carving wood and silk is the last chance to save Bai Luo's life.

It's just that if you use the technique of carving wood and drawing silk, Bai Luo will be connected to him all his life from then on. Will Bai Luo be willing?

Yu Lei shook his head and put the bamboo slip back into his sleeve. Bai Luo is arrogant, if he knows that he wants to be connected with a demon like himself for the rest of his life, he will definitely feel more uncomfortable than death, right?