"Oh, didn't you catch up? You're not hurt, wow. Facing Bai Yujing, who was jumping and hitting his head, Lin Xuanlang, who had just suppressed the derivatives, was full of helplessness.

Bai Yujing is really angry, you saved me and caught up, you can say that you will avenge me if you are one step late! However, after Lin Xuanlang appeared, Bai Yujing felt a sense of security and directly exploded, which was real.

"No matter how the task is completed, this museum is all his people." Die early and be born early, complete the task early and go home early.

"The buildings here are beginning to be dislocated in space, and I tried to talk about it before, but I wanted to be affected by external factors, so I typed it directly."

"Do you know who the Lord is?"

"Don't you see? Right where we were separated. ”

"The little boy?" Bai Yujing reacted.

"Ah, that's him, I'm afraid it's a little more troublesome now, you have to find him and knock him out directly."

"Me? What about you? The details of Lin Xuanlang's words were caught by Bai Yujing, and a bad premonition arose.

"And you said something before, what is it?"

"Someone has set up a formation here to accelerate the growth of the spirit here, if the guess is okay, is there any means to take away the spirit, but because of the arrival of the forehead, he changed the operation of the formation, added negative energy, and made him run away."

"As for E, E, you want to suppress these derivatives, this spirit is too powerful even if it goes berserk, I believe you have no problem!" Lin Xuanlang, who sat down while talking, seemed to have decided on this matter.

No, Brother Lin, Uncle Lin! Didn't you see what happened just now, I was beaten like a miscellaneous soldier! How can I fight the final boss like this!

It seemed that for Bai Yujing's worries, Lin Xuanlang slowly added: "After these were suppressed, he was probably only in the early stage of Zhiwei. ”

"Lin Xuanlang, I have a question, why is it just suppression?"

"If you kill it, this spirit can't hold it, he was only born a long time ago."

"Okay, then leave it to me! I'm going to wrap it up. Bai Yujing waved his sour arm and decided to complete the task alone.

"Then you go first, and I'll help you if you have a problem, you know where to go, right?" Lin Xuanlang began to meditate, his face slightly pale.

"Well, just go to the aura gathering place."

"Well, it's up to you."

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In the depths of the exhibition hall, the notes played by various instruments become more and more eerie and chaotic, and there is an occasional trace of sadness in the intervals.

Shuttling through one exhibition hall after another, I glanced at the black and white yin and yang patterns that slowly rotated on the back of my hand, which gradually dimmed as I shuttled again and again.

This was deliberately left by Lin Xuanlang before leaving, so that he would not step into the misplaced exhibition hall, but the technique of counteracting the misalignment again and again also caused the pattern to be gradually consumed, which was inevitably like watching his small vault disappear little by little, which inevitably made Bai Yujing's heart impetuous.

Although it is getting closer and closer to the aura convergence, the pattern is also getting more and more dim, what if this is directly passed away in the last shuttle?!

This kind of victim paranoia has not become a reality, and when Bai Yujing stepped into a new venue, the black and white yin-yang diagram immediately dissipated, and Bai Yujing also knew that he had arrived.

From the ceiling, the calligraphy and paintings hanging to the ground are spread out layer by layer, there is no wind and automatic, the ink-colored text slowly swims on it like life, the colorful flowers float on the ceiling, the Kong Ming lantern is suspended, and the paper figures and bronze sculptures stand in the middle.

In the center of the world of calligraphy and painting, a child dressed in white squatted, overlapping with the figure of the child who showed him the way in Bai Yujing's eyes.

Bai Yujing approached step by step, and the red and black mist beside the child surged, like a beast that chooses people to devour, rushing towards Bai Yujing.

The paper man copper statue poured in, Bai Yujing was murderous, his left hand controlled the sword qi, his right hand turned into a hammer, and the confetti and copper pieces flew together.

Kong Ming's lantern flickered and flickered, the flowers swayed and fell, sword after sword, hammer after hammer, Bai Yujing fell into battle alone, but it was like a thousand troops chiseling the formation.

The sword qi is like a rainbow, the sword light is agitated, like the art of opening mountains and separating the sea, the picture scroll and the fog are divided into two together, along this sword qi corridor, Bai Yujing came to the little boy step by step.

The little boy squatted on the ground, his body trembled slightly, trying his best to fight against something, as Bai Yujing stood in front of him, the boy raised his head silently, his eyes alternated between turbidity and clarity, just looking at Bai Yujing, there were pleading, there was annoyance, and there was puzzlement.

Bai Yujing was silent, looking at the boy in pain, the hand that was involuntarily stretched out towards the child's head paused a little, and finally patted the top of the boy's head and nodded lightly at the boy.

The sword qi and the black and white mist erupted at the same time, consuming each other, Bai Yujing's figure retreated, and the boy chased after him, with only resentment in his eyes.

One after another sword qi long swords smashed down, one after another sword qi long swords shattered, and the red and black mist went forward without any hindrance.

Bai Yujing handed out a sword, exhausted all his spiritual power, the sword aura was magnificent, shaking the four fields, the picture scroll turned upside down, all the Kong Ming lanterns were extinguished and dissipated, and the flowers were like colorless flower rain, sprinkled between heaven and earth.

In the dimension of time, Bai Yujing fought with the boy a little, and the tip of the sword touched the mist, until the mist was like tissue paper, and the layers were penetrated, and the crushing of the realm was suddenly unobstructed, and the sword qi took the boy directly.

When he was about to kill the little boy, the sword qi was separated, and the bright sword light strangled the fog around the boy, and also strangled the endless mist on the boy's body.

Constantly squeezing the aura of the space, it continued to merge into the sword qi, and the sword light was unremitting, shattering everything.

Time passed minute by minute, and the excessive use of aura had already caused Bai Yujing's head to begin to trance, and the consumption of sword qi and black and red mist had eroded the spirits of both sides, and Bai Yujing's spiritual power had also been overdrawn to the limit.

But after all, it is the path he chose, he is always embarrassed to say that he regrets it, and it is too late to say it, Lin Xuanlang also works so hard to have a good ending, isn't it?

Bai Yujing sat down, his fingers flipped the hand at will, the aura around him was frantically absorbed, and a little blood stain around his body was pressed out of his body, but his eyes were deep and unfazed.

Calm and be proud, wander the world, your own body is your own body, and your own body is not your own body.

There is a burst of light, and then into the boundless night, it is ten years, a hundred years of night, ten years, a hundred years of loneliness.

A little bit of spiritual light rises, a piece of the other side blooms, the aura is far away, the aura gathers like the sea, condenses like a round jade, like a moonlight disk, cold and far away from the world.

Some people are full of voices, the six arts are prosperous, across the mountains and seas, the characters in history look back, see all the waves, the wind blows through the world, food, art, skills, in the long river of time, churning, precipitation.

In the end, the rivers returned to the sea, the jade plate cracked and turned into a human form, and the boy fell into the complicated world, full of curiosity from the moment he opened his eyes.

Someone walks through the exhibition hall, and the boy is a toddler; Someone laughed and laughed with friends, and the boy listened with peace of mind, and every sentence was engraved in his heart; Someone recorded the strange skills of the world in the book, and the boy accompanied him silently.

After all, it is a child's heart, and he can't stop playing with others, occasionally teasing tourists, self-defeating, and scaring away potential friends.

In the end, I was lonely and regretful, and the night was as lonely as a dream.

There was a sword light, cutting through the night, Bai Yujing opened his eyes, the black and white mist had been exhausted, and the child knelt on the ground, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Bai Yujing got up and watched quietly, with thousands of emotions, but he was silent for a while.

The aura rippled and stirred, Lin Xuanlang and Xu Rong arrived one after the other, both looking at Bai Yujing, waiting for a result.

Bai Yujing looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the horizon was slightly white.