Hades, there. The white shadow looked up, and the hair that covered almost her entire face was spread out to the sides, revealing an excessively pale face.

It seems that on an old picture scroll, the gorgeous Fusang has faded its color, leaving only a touch of pale and vicissitudes.

The flute stopped, and the person walking in front of him was also wearing a white robe, but the hem of the clothes was a bewitching Manzhu Sahua, which was submerged in the turbid water, as if it was the land of the Yellow Spring and the Forgotten River.

In the rain curtain, there were two people lying down, both women, the gurgling blood overflowing from the broken arm of one had dyed the rain under her red, and the woman who fell next to her turned pale, as if she was already a corpse.

The white robe flowed in the rain, and the manju sawa at the hem of the robe swayed like a living thing.

"To be saved?" The words are clear, like a ring striking each other, and it is a teenager's voice.

The pale shadow squatted in front of the two, tilted his head to look, and then nodded heavily, "Save." ”

The boy asked, "Old man?" ”

The white shadow's expression was stunned for a moment, and his empty eyes were like a dark canopy.

The boy sighed lowly, "Don't think about it if you can't think of it." ”

"Oh." White Shadow is very obedient.

The whining flute sounded again, but the melody was different from before, and the rain seemed to be controlled by the flute, floating in mid-air and changing directions, and no rain fell on the two of them.

The boy bit his finger, and a few drops of red blood slipped from his fingertips, and fell into the rain and instantly turned into clusters of bewitching manzhu sawas, which bloomed under the two women.

The woman with a broken arm with a wooden expression weakly lifted her eyelids, saw the white shadow squatting next to her, her gaze moved up, and fell on the pale face, and a drop of water slipped from the bottom of her eyes, fast and urgent.

"County ...... ......"One of her hands was pressed down by the woman who fell next to her, and the other hand was broken, unable to hold the hem of Bai Ying's clothes, and her breath was like a blurred word.

The boy said, "Let's go, they can't die." ”

The white shadow stood up and obediently followed behind the boy.

The horses' hooves thundered, and in the creaking, the heavy city gate was opened, and a man rode like an arrow from the city gate, which was only open for one person to travel.

The black cloak on the back flew up, like a strong black cloud, and the water splashed by the horse's hooves overflowed, and it had the potential to break through the rivers and mountains.

The most frightening thing is the person on horseback, he can't see his face clearly, but that haze and death, I am afraid that the lord of the underworld will come to the world in person.

"It's coming so fast." A cinnabar tear mole in the corner of the young man's eye is bright and dripping.

"As a teacher, I have only been in retreat for hundreds of years, Gu Yue Kingdom was defeated by you, and I was also given a soul forbidden technique, why do you say you are so capable?" The boy looked disgusted.

Bai Ying trembled and stretched out a finger to point at himself, "Me? ”

The young man was angry when he saw her stupid look, "It's not you or me?" ”

The sound of the horse's hooves was already close, and even the eerie aura of the man could be felt.

A wicked smile rose at the corner of the young man's mouth, and he suddenly lifted the white shadow and threw it on the horse's back, "Xiao Xi'er, if you start with a mortal, you should go!" ”

Seeing the almost transparent white shadow that was thrown over, Jun Chen's lips that had been pursed into a straight line finally loosened a little, and he jumped up from the horse to catch the white shadow.

As soon as Bai Ying gained popularity, he instantly turned into a white jade doll.

"Puppetry?" Junchen's teeth chattered.

Looking up, there was no boy in the rain.

The bloodshot under his eyes was like a finely intertwined web, and every line was the pain left behind by the burning fire.

"Shizi, this is ......" The black-faced man Yao Nian hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

Jun Chen carefully took the white jade doll into his arms, and the lines on his face were unprecedentedly cold and hard, "Uncle Nian, the palace has been handed over to you in advance, I want to go to the White Horse Temple!" ”

Although Yao Nian didn't know what Junchen was doing in the White Horse Temple at this juncture, he looked at his blood-colored eyes and had no choice but to say yes.

He said that Jun Xi was not dead, but was taken away.

Thinking of the palace that was burned to ashes, Yao Nian himself was more willing to believe Junchen's statement.

How can the little bit of blood left by the prince just say that it is gone......

It's okay to deceive yourself and others, you just have a thought in your heart.

Snowhooves hissed and rushed into the rain, Yao Nian looked at the silent figure, and suddenly felt a little hot in his eyes. "Lord Wang, if you have a spirit in the sky, help these two hard-working children."

This year, the gate of the White Horse Temple was knocked open for the second time at night.

It was still the little novice who opened the door, his eyebrows were crooked, and his hands were folded, "Donor go to the mountaintop temple along the mountain road, the answer you want, someone has been waiting there for a long time." ”

The man with a demonic spirit threw down a thousand miles of good horses, and carried light power to bring up a raging wind.

The Buddha hall and pagoda built around the mountains, a stone path pulls tens of millions of elephants.

A dim lantern was lit under the road, and the white-bearded old monk stood at the intersection with a broom, and when he saw Jun Chen, a smile appeared on his wrinkled face, "You're here." ”

Junchen knelt in front of the old monk, kowtowed heavily, and didn't raise his head for a long time.

The monk had a compassionate smile on his face, "Don't force what you can't ask for." ”

"The Buddha once promised me that I could be white with her in this life." When he raised his head again, there were already two more blood marks under his eyelids.

"There are too many people who spy on the destiny of heaven, and the number of lives in this life has changed, and my Buddha cannot interfere." The monk bent down to help Jun Chen, "Get up, you and I have also had a master-apprentice relationship in this life, and the teacher will naturally not lie to you, this is your calamity, whether you can break it or not, it depends on yourself." ”

Junchen said, "I want to know, she ...... Where is it. ”

The monk laughed, "Where you want her to be, she is." ”

Junchen was unmoved, "I want her to be as good as ever." ”

took out the white jade doll from the placket, and his expression was a little more gloomy, "In the last life, she died in the fire, and I used the forbidden technique to lock her soul. In this life, she has never even left her body with me......"

His voice was very soft, but the back of his hand was bruised, "Anyway, I am a person with no afterlife, so what if I use the forbidden technique to recreate her!" ”

The bloody qi in the eyes was surging, and the anger was surging to the sky.

The monk raised his eyelids, clicked on several large points behind him, and recited the mantra of purifying his heart.

The fury in Jun Chen's eyes did not abate, and a beast-like roar overflowed from his throat, "Didn't you say that I am a Buddha? So why are the damned people alive and well? ”

The monk did not answer, and continued to recite the mantra in his mouth.

After a long time, Jun Chen took off his strength and sat down in the rain again, his expression was a little fragile, "In this life, I didn't kill innocents indiscriminately...... Why did the sky still take her away?

The monk said, "Go down the mountain, and she will come back after this troubled world." ”

Jun Chen's eyes finally had a few glimmers of brilliance, "Time." ”

"Ten years at most, three years at the shortest. She's going to be back. The monk's tone was firm.

Jun Chen rose from the ground and kowtowed three times to the monk.

Just as when he came, he walked in the wind and rain.

After a long time, a figure came out of the Buddhist hall, a white robe, and the hem of the robe was embroidered with blood-colored manzhu shahua. The young man's face is exquisite, but the breath around him is like a white lotus enshrined in front of the Buddha.

"It's kind of fooling him away." The boy seemed relieved.

The old monk's face smacked slightly.

The young man walked in with his head in his arms unconcerned, "My stupid boy should wake up too, I'll take a look." ”

In the side hall of the Buddha hall, in the simple meditation room, the tall black shadow looked at the pale figure on the bed and did not dare to make any movements, and it seemed that he had no courage to even take a step forward.

When Stygian Moon Sha saw Jun Chen's pestle in the meditation room, her whole face was about to turn the color of pig liver, "You...... Aren't you gone? ”

Jun Chen didn't seem to hear his words, and his eyes were always only on the person on the bed.

"When will she wake up?" Junchen asked.

Stygian Moon Sand turned her face away and pouted, "Who knows, she's so stupid as if she's going to carry everything alone." Suddenly he became angry again, "I didn't learn from you, my stupid boy used to be so obedient!" ”

Jun Chen finally set his eyes on the Stygian Moon Sand, "Are you her master?" ”

The Stygian Moon jumped to his feet, "Of course I am her master!" What kind of virtue, it's still the same as back then, why did my stupid kid fall in love with you! ”

As soon as the chatterbox was opened, the Stygian Moon Sand couldn't hold it back, and her fingers were about to poke at Junchen's head, "How did you promise me when you took her down Junshan back then?" Good for her? Who was the three thousand beauties in the harem later? ”

Jun Chen's brows furrowed, he didn't remember what he said.

As if he knew Junchen's inner thoughts, the sand spout of the dark moon was so upturned that he could hang a teapot, "You naturally don't remember, but there is a bowl of Meng Po soup on the bridge, it's strange to remember!" ”

It seemed that the more he thought about it, the worse he became, and the Stygian Moon Sand dragged Jun Chen's arm and wanted to drag it out, "You go out and go out, and entangle yourself with me with a stupid apprentice for three lives and three lives, which life didn't make her miserable?" ”

Jun Chen clasped the hand of the Stygian Moon Sand, and sure enough, he didn't get a pulse at the wrist, and his expression didn't fluctuate, "You are inhuman." ”

Stygian Moon Sand glanced at him quite angrily, "Naturally, the deity is ......"

"Chase out the corpses." Junchen said, "I just touched the Zhenyin flag in your sleeve." ”

Only corpse chasers and Taoist priests use the Zhenyin flag, and this guy shows that he doesn't look like a Taoist priest, that is, he is a corpse chaser.

The nose of the Stygian Moon Sand was almost crooked, and he pointed at Jun Chen and jumped like thunder, "Ignorant mortal, I am the son of the Hades King, the young master of Huangquan!" ”

Junchen said, "That's what looks at the soul." ”

Jun Xi's soul looked at him again, and he was a little relieved.

Looking at the soul?

Stygian Moon Sand almost didn't give a mouthful of old blood, he couldn't scold, he couldn't fight, he could only squat in front of Jun Xi's bed with a snort, "Apprentice, I was bullied by your dead dog man for the teacher, ...... it."

Jun Chen lifted him away from Jun Xi's bed by the collar and threw him into the corner, "Say it." ”

"Say what?" Stygian Moonsand nervously grabbed her collar.