There was a sound of "rustling" footsteps, and Xiao Bai, who had escaped death, saw a girl wrapped tightly in a scarf coming from the forest. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The girl's face was ruddy, the tip of her nose was red, and she walked away, rubbing her little hands to keep warm, as if she was in the cold winter wax moon.

After taking a few steps, the girl's big clear and lively eyes couldn't help but turn to the young man standing in front of the broken house, and Xiao Bai saw a touch of surprise and doubt in it.

"Hello senior brother, is Brother Xiao here?" the girl asked meticulously and seriously, her voice was crisp, it was the owner of the song that Xiao Bai heard before.

Xiao Bai, who was thinly dressed, was stunned when he heard this, and habitually called up the data panel.

Name: Liu Xuan'er

Race: Terran

Age: 15

Level: Level 0

Health: 5/5

Mana: 0/0

Strength: 1

Dexterity: 1

Spirit: 1

Stamina: 1

Intelligence:1

Skill: None

Faction identity: Qi Tianmen, true disciple

Prestige: Neutral

Something went wrong with the dashboard?

This was Xiao Bai's first thought.

The person who could scare the old man in the pavilion into running away just by singing turned out to be this ordinary little girl in front of him who had no magic power—if you ignore her strange appearance and identity as a true disciple.

"I'm living here now, who are you talking about, Brother Xiao?" Xiao Bai showed a soft smile. Even if the other party inadvertently saved his life, it was a great favor, so he was obligated to do some things within his power.

The girl wrinkled her nose and said strangely, "Naturally, it's Big Brother Xiao Bai!

Xiao Bai's heart suddenly set off a monstrous wave, and there was not a trace of the little girl in front of him in the memory left by the eldest son of the Xiao family!

In order to make sure that he didn't forget it for a while, Xiao Bai frowned and seriously recalled all the experiences of the eldest son of the Xiao family on the side, and focused on reviewing all the people and things that Xiao Dashao came into contact with during the three-day tour of Qitianmen, and the result was still very clear - Xiao Dashao didn't know the little girl in front of him at all!

What a hell!

"I don't know if the eldest brother Xiao Bai you said is the sick uncle who lived here before?" Xiao Baiqiang, whose scalp was numb, endured the horror in his heart and asked the strange little girl in front of him.

"That's right!" the little girl nodded, and then showed a touch of anger, "Brother Xiao is not a sick uncle, he is just poisoned and in poor health!" As he spoke, he gestured at Xiao Bai with a small fist that had no deterrent power, as if to warn the guy in front of him not to speak ill of Brother Xiao.

The little girl's words ruthlessly shattered Xiao Bai's illusions, and he felt dizzy, stumbling, and almost falling to the ground.

"When did Big Brother Xiao Bai enter the Qitian Gate?" Xiao Bai asked cautiously with the last trace of luck.

"Probably," the little girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, then stretched out her little hand, counted her fingers, and said uncertainly, "Maybe five or six days ago, when the sect was recruiting disciples." ”

Xiao Bai's delicate face looked extraordinarily fair, and there was a horror in the depths of his eyes that was difficult for others to detect. Anyone who finds a stranger who has never appeared in his life suddenly stands in front of him, knows everything about his past, and looks like he is extremely familiar with him, he will call out to hell.

Xiao Bai rubbed his temples and replied quietly: "You should be talking about a senior brother who lived here before, and he has been away from the sect for three days. ”

"Ah!" the little girl exclaimed, and then her voice fell low, and her expression became a little more lonely, "That's it, I'm sorry to disturb my brother." ”

So saying, the little girl bowed her head and left the place along the way she had come.

Xiao Bai looked at her pitiful back, wanted to speak and stopped, and finally didn't call her.

Xiao Dashao had already died that night, and now it was Xiao Bai who was alive in Qitianmen, a visitor from another world whose soul had pierced. Xiao Dashao's various causes and effects have nothing to do with him, perhaps out of morality, he will set foot on the Aotian Gate one day when he is successful in cultivation, and seek justice for Wushi City, Xue Qingqing, and the eldest son of the Xiao family.

But, that's it. He is Xiao Bai, not the eldest son of the Xiao family.

It's just that why do I feel so sad, as if some cherished people and things are leaving me?

Xiao Bai's hand was on his chest, feeling the tenacious and unyielding beating of his heart, and he inexplicably felt a little more ominous.

At this moment, on the top of Qi Mountain, where the three towers of black, white and red are located.

The handsome and evil Yuan Mo and a cold woman in red stood side by side behind the Taoist.

The Taoist was about sixty years old, dressed in green clothes, sitting in front of the chessboard with a serious face, and the white hair on his sideburns added a bit of old air to him.

Opposite him sat a young man of about twenty years old, dressed in white, with extremely delicate appearance, and his black hair like a waterfall fell casually over his shoulders.

The Taoist holds the black son, and the son holds the white son. Looking at the few black and white twins on the chessboard, the game has clearly just begun.

"Unexpectedly, the famous Qi Tian Dao people are hiding in this desolate place. The young man lazily picked up a white piece and landed in the corner of the chessboard. His voice is clear and smart, and if a jade falls on a jade plate, it sounds like a special enjoyment.

The Taoist thought for a moment, gave up the close-quarters killing, left the sunspot in the distance, and responded calmly: "Cause and effect, Liu Daoyou must have a lot of experience." ”

The young man didn't seem to hear the counterattack of the Taoist, and hung the corner on the two sides of the sunspot lightly, and replied without the slightest fireworks: "I have seen people, but they are not the people I want to see." ”

The Taoist quietly pressed his hand and continued: "People die like lights going out, the person you want to see has long been turned into loess, and the person you see is just a similar flower. No matter how much you deceive yourself, you can't change this fact. ”

"Yes," the young man sighed softly, "sometimes it's not a good thing to be too sober, there are too many unsatisfactory things in this world." The other side does not exist, the reincarnation is no more, and there is not even the slightest thought left to us. ”

"Dead is dead after all, whether he commits suicide or kills, the result is the same. ”

As he spoke, Childe stretched out his white and slender five fingers and gently closed them in the void, and a white and flawless bud was cared for in his palm, as if he wanted to protect this similar flower. But an invisible ripple swept by, and before the bud could bloom, it quickly withered and dried up, and finally turned into a handful of ash, passed through the fingers, and swept away with the wind.

"This is the general trend, and the general trend cannot be changed. The Taoist looked at this scene, unfazed, as if he had already foreseen all this.

"Hehe......" The young man chuckled, with an indescribable mockery in his expression, "Knowing that the general trend cannot be changed, the predecessors are still struggling to guard the doomed Monkey Gate, why bother?"

Yuan Mo, who was standing respectfully behind the Taoist, suddenly became angry when he heard this, but he was afraid of the master in front of him, and he didn't dare to be presumptuous, even the woman in red with a cold and ruthless face gently pinched the palm of the plain white, and then hung down weakly.

The young man raised his eyes and glanced at the two of them, stroked his palms and smiled: "I don't know how many people in this world are so powerless and pitiful!" But in his eyes, there was not a trace of smile, only deep exhaustion and coldness.

The Taoist sighed lightly and said, "After so many years, your temperament is still so cynical. ”

"Hah!" the young man scoffed, "I just swung my sword at the right time and killed the right person, and although I have been tortured since then, at least the sword is getting sharper and sharper." ”

"I don't know who else in this world can take this sword unharmed?"

The young man did not show the slightest trace of kendo cultivation, but the Taoist saw the magic sword that had been locked in the body of the young man for thousands of years. Hatred is the body, killing is the god, a supreme killing sword that has been sharpened for thousands of years!

The Taoist sighed, looking inexplicable: "You must have found your own way." ”

"Yes," the young man said in a lazy tone, mentioning the two sunspots, "and when he completes his path, kill him again, and my way should be complete." ”

He looked down at his white and slender ten fingers, and through the cover of the night, others could not see his expression at the moment.

"I'm looking forward to that day. The Taoist picked up the sunspot, landed in the middle of the plate, and replied.

"It's a pity that the seniors can't see it. The young man restrained his aggressive posture, and the white man who fell did not have the slightest murderous aura, "When the seniors return to the ruins, I will come to send them." ”

The Daoist's expression remained unchanged, but the faces of the two disciples behind him changed drastically at the same time, revealing incredible expressions.

"Master, ...... you" The woman in red was the first to speak, and her crisp voice was exactly the same as the little girl who scared away the old man who guarded the pavilion before!

The Daoist's voice was as calm as ever, without the slightest emotion, as if what the young man said had no effect on him.

"Who in the world can not die? Dao Ancestor preached, merit is immeasurable, in the end it is not to sit down? The Emperor of Heaven is the strongest, ruling the heavens, and in the end it is not inevitable to die? The emperor is invincible, creating the greatest miracle in the world, and in the end, he is not dead and famous, leaving a thousand years of fame?" The Taoist said indifferently, but from his rhetorical question, the two disciples felt for the first time that the world was vast, and what they saw was only a drop in the ocean, and their awe of the Great Dao arose spontaneously.

"Demon Venerable is gifted, he preached at the age of sixteen, and he was invincible in the world at the age of twenty-five, but in the end, he was pressed under the island of reincarnation by Qinglong's hand, and he could never escape. The young man sighed faintly, as if the words of the Taoist touched him, making him sigh a little more, "Emperor Yuan is domineering and strong, and he is not weaker than others in his life, but he died of a small immortal fruit, which can only make the world sigh again that fate makes people." ”

"There are many living beings in the world, if the person in the palm of his hand does not know where his body comes from, where will he go. The young man held up his slender right hand, and a little girl wrapped tightly in a scarf but still with her cheeks red from the cold was sitting there with her knees crossed and dazed, as if she had not realized that she had been taken by someone with great powers.

"Like you and me, like all living beings, who does not struggle in the hands of this dark providence. The Great Dao is affectionate and ruthless, and the ordinary people such as us try to control the fate of others with their own strength, but they don't know that in the eyes of the Great Dao, you and I are both ants, and this behavior is really ridiculous. ”

The red-clothed woman standing behind the Taoist was pale and bloodless, trembling, but she didn't dare to move, she could only watch as the young man held the little girl who had inadvertently saved Xiao Bai's life in the palm of her hand like appreciating the spiritual pet raised by the family, and looked at it carefully. Beside her, the feminine and handsome Yuan Mo clenched his fists, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Xuan'er. The Taoist reluctantly woke up the frightened woman in red, and there was a little more rebuke in his tone, "You crossed the line." ”

"But, Master......" The woman in red wanted to refute something, but she closed her mouth under the young man's smiling gaze and didn't dare to say anything more.

"Now that I've said that's all I have to say, it's time for me to take my leave. The young man got up, and didn't care about the chess game that had not yet ended, so Shi Shiran walked into the air, disappearing at the end of heaven and earth step by step, only a cold voice echoed in front of the three towers, like a warning, like an exhortation.

"Liu Xuan'er, don't take it as an example. ”