The sky is dark, and the setting sun falls on the man's shoulder.

Ning Changqin, who fell with the sword, was stunned.

This new junior disciple is extremely indifferent, with a straight face all day long, except for meditating and cultivating, he is standing on the top of the peak and looking into the distance in a daze.

And just now, he clearly saw that Yeqing was smiling, and he was the kind of spoiling that only people can have when they fall in love with someone.

Ning Changqin paused, as usual, with a gentle but detached smile on his face: "A month later, the Tianqian Secret Realm will be opened, and the master will let you get ready to go to the Secret Realm to practice."

The man glanced back at him and uttered a monosyllable, "Hmm." After that, he silently looked into the distance.

Ning Changqin sighed, what should have been said had already been said, and he left with his sword.

The so-called Tianqian Secret Realm, which is open once every five years, is a natural sword mound. Legend has it that this was once a small secret realm of a refiner, and after the death of the refiner, the Tianqian secret realm was ownerless, and it was only opened once every five years.

In addition to the spiritual weapons, there are many demon beasts inside.

It has been three months since he left the customs, and in the past three months, his cultivation has become more and more sophisticated, but he has returned to the lonely and empty space before he met Xiaobai in Denghai City.

For three months, he had been trying to kill someone......

On the day when the Tianqian Secret Realm opened, the Demon Cultivator raided and infiltrated the Secret Realm to slaughter the emerging disciples of various sects.

Although many sects have lost the elite disciples in the sect, the cultivation realm has risen a genius Qingjun who has never been seen before or since.

Ye Qing, the new disciple of the Huayang Sect Junyu Venerable, killed almost all the demon cultivator intruders with the power of one person that day. The most important thing is that it came from Huayang Sect, and Yeqing jumped to Jindan in just two years.

On that day, the man was covered in blood, but no one was afraid, because he killed a demon cultivator.

At the end of the Tianqian Secret Realm, Venerable Junyu summoned Yeqing alone.

In Jun Miao Pavilion, the man in white quietly looked at the people standing below, and after a while, he spoke: "Yeqing, you killed too much. Even if the demon cultivator is destroyed by heaven and earth, you kill them all without blinking an eye with the power of one person, as a cultivator, you are too ruthless. ”

"I didn't kill the demon cultivator, but the person who killed Xiaobai."

"You—" The man in white choked up and asked instead, "What is your Tao?" ”

"The night is clear. Not to become an immortal, not to live forever, just to protect what you care about. He raised his eyes and looked at the high Junyu Venerable, "Master thinks, what is the Tao?" If it weren't for Xiaobai, why would Yeqing cultivate the Tao? ”

"This is where the catastrophe of your life will be!" He once counted this new disciple, his fate was bad, but he had a good fate, but his fate was peculiar, he couldn't understand it, "As the saying goes, love is not deep, and affection is not long." Where the heart is easy to move, the heart of the Tao is difficult to stabilize. ”

"I know that he is my calamity, and I hope he is my calamity for the rest of my life."

"Yeqing, do you like that outer disciple? It doesn't matter what you have or what you want to do, it is your destiny to be able to come to the cultivation realm, and you should not live up to your destiny. The man in white sighed helplessly. He has seen a lot of people who are trapped by love, but there are not many people who are really in love, but there are many people who are ruined by love.

As early as two years ago, when the Hundred Herbs Secret Realm was opened, he felt that there were two strange breaths in Huayang Sect, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Everything is fate, but I don't know if it's bad fate or good fate.

He couldn't understand the lives of the two children. When he reached the Mahayana period, the monks were naturally not covered, at least they knew that the two of them were not from the cultivation realm.

Ye Qing looked at the man's demeanor respectfully and firmly: "Master, I don't believe in fate. I will practice well. ”

"That's it, that's it, do whatever you want, everyone has a life." Venerable Junyu waved his hand tiredly, his eyes showing worry.

This calamity is not the tribulation of the two children, but also involves the Huayang Sect and the entire cultivation realm, but the key lies in the two children.

Yebai is alive and dead, Yeqing's life is normal, after Yebai died, Yeqing actually faintly showed signs of entering the demon, but fortunately he didn't really enter the demon.

It's just, is it really that easy to end......

There is no time for cultivation, and since the sneak attack of the Tianqian Secret Realm, Demon Xiu'an has divided a lot.

In the blink of an eye, it was another five years. For five years, he had been a loner and had become the most mysterious disciple of the Huayang Sect.

On the seventh day of the seventh month of the seventh month, the man carried a jar of wine, held a roast chicken, and sat alone on the stone steps of Luoxia Peak in the middle of the night.

He carefully spread out the paper wrapping the roast chicken, and then sat on the side with the wine jar and silently poured the wine.

Instead, the man held the wine jar and touched the moon, "Now, fool, happy birthday, Master Ben has made you your favorite roast chicken." ”

The moonlight cooled the roast chicken, and the man smiled wryly.

"Xiaobai, I can protect you, but you're gone."

The clear liquid rolled down his Adam's apple into his collar.

"Fool, remember what I said? Have you forgotten? "I said I'm only angry at you for not taking good care of yourself, and only angry at the people who hurt you," Do you know how angry I am for not taking care of yourself? ”

"What do you think of me Murong Zhengqing? Young Master Ben has no hesitation for you, but you are always so stupid that you don't even think about Young Master Ben! ”

"Fool, stupid, stupid and idiot." Idiot, I won't be angry if you come back.

Don't you want to learn how to fly? I will, Master Ben will teach you.

"Happy birthday, stupid."

He talked to himself like a madman, desperate and helpless, without his usual dignity and indifference. Now he is an abandoned child who wants to go home but is lost.

"Xiaobai, I like you."

After a long time, he lowered his mouth and poured it on his head with the jar of wine, unable to distinguish between wine and tears.

"I like you......" is a man's liking and possession of a woman, not a heart-to-heart between friends.

It's funny, why would he like such an idiot, and when did it start?

Is it the first time you've been mad because that fool was hurt? Or is it the first time to reach out to protect him? Or maybe it's when you trick that idiot home?

"A lot of people like him." An abrupt voice rang out.

The man's body stiffened, and he turned his head and stared coldly at the person who suddenly appeared.

The man didn't care about his gaze at all, and still spoke leisurely: "Once, Zeng Hanshu also liked him, and even I thought he was very interesting."

"Have you eavesdropped enough?"

"It's not eavesdropping, just arrived." The man smiled and walked over to the man, "Hello, in Xia Quwei, seven years ago, he was the senior brother of the same courtyard as Yebai, and now he is an inner disciple. ”

"You like him?" The man raised his eyelids and stared at him indifferently.

"No, I don't like it."

"Better so, he doesn't like men."

"Oh?" The man raised his voice, "And you still like him?" ”

"It's my business, but I won't allow any other man to think about him."

"You're crazy, too."

"I've always been that crazy."

"It's not a good thing to be too crazy." The man smiled and sat down beside the man, "Senior Brother Qing, what if Yebai didn't die at the hands of the Demon Cultivator?" What if someone from our Huayang Sect lied? ”

What do you mean by that? What do you know? ”

"I don't know anything under it, that's what it means literally." Of course, Yebai didn't die in the hands of Demon Cultivator, he Qu Wei naturally knew, as for who died in the hands, that was what he didn't know.

Looking at the man's indifferent appearance, the man lowered his eyes, and he quietly clenched his fists.

What happened to Xiaobai? How did he die?