When Xiao Bingyu entered, he urged Yu Pei to hide his good breath, approached the window, and through the gap, he saw a man in a crescent robe standing at the head of the bed, with his back to her, unable to see his face.

And Xiao Qingmo was lying on the bed, as if he had a weak tone of displeasure: "It's just an accident, what are you biting so hard?" ”

"Accident?" The man's voice was as cold as ice, Xiao Bingyu seemed to be familiar where he had heard it, and he said coldly, "Accident is missing three layers of power?" It's not that you don't know the rules of the Seven Clans, the Wind Clan is now more powerful than you, so what should you do if they know that you have lost your third-layer power? If you're lucky to win this time, what about the next time you meet someone stronger than you? ”

The lords of the seven clans of Shenyuan, whoever has the ability to challenge their lords, if they win, they are the lords of this clan, and if they lose, then they will take their lives to accompany them.

The man in white paused and sneered, "You gave the power of those three layers to that person's disciple." ”

Not a doubt, but an affirmation.

Xiao Qingmo sighed: "Do you know that you still ask me?" I owe her, so I naturally have to pay her back, but I just lost my cultivation, and I will cultivate again in the future. ”

"Heh, Xiao Qingmo, what do you like about her? Don't forget that you are brother and sister, and don't forget your responsibilities and her identity. ”

"You're too much." Xiao Qingmo's eyes were calm, and he reminded him dissatisfied.

The man smiled coldly, a chill in his eyes. Xiao Bingyu outside the window sighed again and again, second brother, second brother, what do you want me to do?

The better Xiao Qingmo treats her, the more guilty she feels, after all, this is the emotion of a brother and sister, and she can't treat her brother like a lover.

She didn't plan to listen to it anymore, she had guessed a long time ago that Xiao Qingmo's city was extremely deep, and vaguely, she also understood that Xiao Qingmo was not an immortal cultivator but an immortal.

Suddenly a little tired, this world of fighting and killing is really not a fucking tiredness.

Quietly got up and was about to leave, when he suddenly heard the man say: "The strong is the king, whether it is the Dark Clan, the Wind Clan or the other six clans, as long as the most powerful immortal is qualified to be the lord, the Dark Clan is our mortal enemy, you are the Wind Lord, you must kill that person's apprentice, if she grows up, she will be the second Ye Xifeng!" ”

Xiao Bingyu was stunned for a moment, and the one under his feet did not stand firmly, and the whole person fell to the ground.

Her nerves tightened, and a cold sweat broke out on her back!

The two people in the room looked quickly at the window, and the man appeared in the place where Xiao Bing was stunned in the blink of an eye, his eyes swept around coldly, and a snow-white fox stumbled in the snow and ran towards him, he looked coldly, and his eyes wandered around again, making sure that no one had mentioned the fox and walked into the house.

Xiao Qingmo sat on the bed and looked at the fox, as if it was the one in Ayu.

The man threw it at him and patted the dust on his hands: "Think about it yourself, I'm leaving." ”

With that, he disappeared into thin air.

Xiao Bingyu watched the man with the silver mask leave in horror, his back was cold, penetrating into his heart, I don't know if it was the cause of the snow or what, he shivered with cold.

She tightened the dark feather lotus robe on her body and wrapped herself tightly.

If the memory is correct, the man in the silver mask is the "Wind Lord" who saved her from the Golden Lord in the Bamboo of Enigma.

She stood on the eaves, hooked her feet to the pillar and slowly climbed down, fell to the ground, and watched Shu Ya and Xiao Qingmo laugh in it and didn't stay any longer, disappeared into the darkness, and disappeared without a trace.

Early the next morning, Mo Li came to look for her, followed by a girl in green.

She was pale, her hair curled up in the corner of the bed, like a female ghost.

Seeing Mo Li sitting on the bed, she moved to her stiff hands and feet, and said in a hoarse voice: "Shoulder lend me for a while." ”

Mo Li snorted, I don't know what was wrong with her, but I was still a little closer to her.

Xiao Bingyu closed his eyes, his head rested on his broad shoulders, and all that appeared in his head was what happened last night.

She had no intention of thinking about this, she almost forced herself into a nervous disorder one night, but now she is relaxed, and it is easy to feel warm by relying on Moli, and she is gradually a little sleepy.

Mo Li didn't know her sleepiness, and the words that Mo Dye said popped out of his head, and he blurted out: "Love, what is it?" ”

"Huh......?" Xiao Bingyu moved his eyelids and was drowsy: "It's not a thing, it's sweet and sour like a sugar gourd, it's sweet when it's good, and it's painful when it's bad." ”

Xiao Bingyu couldn't help but laugh and said, "I don't understand it when I tell you, but it's a good thing." ”

Love this thing, Ye Xifeng doesn't understand it because his world is not only cultivation but also cultivation, and it is a real emotional stake; Mo Li doesn't understand because this child's paper is not deeply involved in the world, pure and broken like a blank paper, like a gardenia blooming in June.

She smiled and fell asleep, and Mo Li muttered to herself that she didn't know what she was talking about.

He hugged the person in his arms a little tighter, and a person laughed silly, with a bit of peerless posture on his pale face, like a blood-colored rose blooming in the dark.

Yan's gaze was deep, those eyes were blocked in the formation, and even through the dark blue formation, he could feel his eerie chill at the moment.

The little rabbit shuddered: "What are you doing?" ”

"No hindrance, no hindrance." He said leisurely: "It's just that I saw that Mo Li, an idiot, remembered someone." ”

"Who?"

Yan's low, evil laughter slowly reached the little rabbit's ears, silent.

Who did he remember?

It seems to be the gentle woman in red, and it seems to be the boy who is wandering in the night.

Who knows?

There are too many stories buried in those years.

Gu Yue, Gu Yue, Rao is no matter how desperately you want her to come back, you can't expect that she won't come back at all, but you will also lose your daughter.

Yan put away the chill, and the dark blue light weakened, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

- I really want to go to this world one day, see my people, see my beloved people!

In her ears, it seems to be her smiling and low-pitched voice again, the gentleness on her face, so good-looking, but what? In the blink of an eye, she ran away. Holding the arm of the beautiful man in black and smiling, the peerless posture between the eyebrows told him about the past he had experienced, and his eyebrows danced, so dazzling.

The man raised his hand half helplessly and nodded her forehead.

Yan looked at her silently on the side, and then, glanced at Wan Nian.

Until the nightmare comes true-

- What I was born for, why I existed, because of you, because of you, Xiao Ye-

Yan always remembered the fire, he hugged her skeleton, the fire burned the entire interface, it burned in a mess, your feelings went up and down, you went through so much, and in the end, the soul was scattered, it was sealed forever, and the soul was forced to be divided.

Xiaoluo,.

Have you ever regretted it?