Like a newborn baby, the sun broke free from the clouds with a small hand, blooming a little soft light, sprinkled on Lin Jiangxue's window.

Lin Jiangxue and Yi were lying on the bed, without any sleep, and their lonely eyes were wide open.

This is the first day she has experienced since she knew the news of Han Chuang, last night was full of chaos, wind, rain and lightning continued, and today her master Cui Meiniang was summoned by the pavilion master to discuss the matter.

Lin Jiangxue is not qualified to participate in high-level deliberations, but she can also guess one or two from Cui Meiniang's frightened expression

- Yun Mengze has an accident, something has happened.

According to Lin Jiangxue's personality in the past, she would definitely follow her master, pestering her to tell the truth, she didn't like the feeling of being kept in the dark, but at this moment, she hoped that she had never heard of it, and had never even seen a vision of the sky.

As soon as she thought that the place where the accident happened was Yun Mengze, she couldn't help but worry about Han Chuang, and this worry even exceeded her anger towards Han Chuang.

Dragon Shadow? What's that?

The dark fragrance floated, the Chinese were like wine, and a female voice came from the door: "Jiangxue, can I come in?"

"Come in. "It's Cui Meiniang's business, Lin Jiangxue has no reason to keep her master out of the door, even if she is unwilling and unwilling, she is still obedient.

The door creaked open, and the cold wind rushed in, the summer wind of Tianzhu Mountain, and the cold was like the night wind of the harsh winter in the south of the Yangtze River.

Cui Meiniang came in with the cold wind.

Lin Jiangxue turned her back to the door, heard the faint sound of breathing, looked at the slender shadow reflected on the snow-white wall, and felt a pause in her heart for no reason, her lips opened lightly, and said, "Master, is something happening?"

Faint, with sad and complicated eyes, he shot two lines of pity, and his head was like Lin Jiangxue.

Cui Meiniang stood behind Lin Jiangxue, and found that she couldn't even say a word, and Lin Jiangxue was the same, after saying that, she kept silent, her trembling body told about nervousness, and the two of them were silent for a while, and Cui Meiniang finally spoke.

"You saw it yesterday too. ”

"Is it Yun Mengze?"

"That's right. ”

"Something's wrong?"

"Big deal. ”

"Has anyone died?"

"A lot of people will die. ”

Lin Jiangxue was silent again, and after a long time, she asked, "Is there any news about Han Chuang?"

"Nope. Cui Meiniang's voice was emotionless, like telling a strange life and death.

"No, no news is good news. Lin Jiangxue muttered.

Silence came again, and after a while, Cui Meiniang took the lead in speaking: "Jiangxue, you have to be ready." ”

Lin Jiangxi's heart trembled, and she said in a trembling voice: "What are you going to prepare?"

"You know what to prepare. Cui Meiniang said: "That kid from Qingzhu Sect, I'm afraid this time it will-"

"No!", before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lin Jiangxue, "I know him better than you, he will be fine." ”

Looking at her disciple, that trembling appearance, Cui Meiniang suddenly felt sad, she suddenly felt that she was wrong, and felt that she should not strip Lin Jiangxue from her own life like this, it was not cruel and painful.

But it was too late, and she had already come to this point, and there was no turning back.

"I'm just telling you, the kid from the Qingzhu Sect is going to die this time, you'd better be prepared. After Cui Meiniang finished speaking, she turned around and left the room.

With a squeak, the door slammed shut, and darkness filled the room.

The snow-white walls reflected Lin Jiangxue's slender voice, but she couldn't reflect the tears in her eyes.

"I trust him, and he'll be fine. ”

Two

Daylight, bitter cold, overcast mountains.

The top of Yinshan Mountain is covered with a layer of sneering snow all year round, and both the earth and the trees are like a layer of cotton, and at this moment, this scene spreads to the mountainside.

Suddenly, like a snowstorm overnight, I woke up and saw the pear blossoms blooming.

The mysterious man stood in the courtyard, looked at the sneering snow covered in the garden, and sighed silently: "Jiaolong turned into a dragon, something that has not happened for many years." ”

He walked back to the room, not his own room, but Nie Qingqing's boudoir, a temporary boudoir, except for the transparent white gauze tent, it didn't look like a woman's boudoir at all;

Nie Qingqing was lying on the carved wooden bed, her face ruddy as if she was asleep, at this moment, she frowned, her lips closed together, as if she was muttering to herself, but no matter how close she was, she couldn't hear the sound.

It's like it's just a twitch at the corners of your mouth.

A brazier was placed in the room, and the dead branches in the basin burned quickly, the fire was getting smaller and smaller, and the cold began to invade the room.

The mysterious man walked to Nie Qingqing's bed, stared at the sleeping beauty lying on the bed, and said softly: "Don't worry, Chuang Er will be fine." ”

As if hearing this, Nie Qingqing's brows gradually stretched, and his face returned to an indifferent expression, looking carefully, the corners of his mouth were still slightly hooked, as if he had dreamed of something happy.

The mysterious man sighed in his heart again, and suddenly realized that he had sighed more recently than in the sum of his previous lives.

"Fate makes people, creation makes people, no one can predict their fate, Chuang'er, that's all I can do. ”

Three

In the hall of the War Dragon Mercenary Regiment, a brazier was burning, this was almost its last brilliance, and the wood in the basin had been exhausted.

The firelight reflected a majestic face, one with a look of anxiety and nervousness.

Li Yun only slept for an hour, and then returned to the hall, Yun Mengze's mutation made everyone who fought the dragon tremble.

Xiao Yi appeared at the door.

Li Yun was shocked, he didn't expect that Xiao Yi, who was supposed to rest on the sickbed, would appear here.

"Mr. Xiao, you should be resting!" Li Yun exclaimed.

It is still two eye-catching mustaches, but it has faded from its original blackness, and Xiao Yi looks like he is ten years old.

"How can I rest when something so big happens?"

"But sir, your body—"

Xiao Yi waved his hand and said, "The body is not in the way, and it is not to go into battle to kill the enemy, just be able to move." But his face was full of misery.

Xiao Yi said: "Do you know what happened in the Thunder Pool?"

Li Yun shook his head bitterly and said, "I don't know, but it's related to the head of the regiment." ”

Xiao Yi said: "Not only related, but also very related. ”

Li Yun's eyes were sharp, and he hurriedly said: "Is it the Wang family who did it to the head of the regiment?" His right hand pressed the armrest of the wooden chair, his nails were embedded in the wood, and he was still unconscious, oozing blood, but he was still aware.

Xiao Yi shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it's not the Wang family." ”

"That's?"

"It's the demon beast at the peak of the Transformation Yuan. Xiao Yi stared at the sky in the distance, "It's about to break through." ”