What kind of guest is it?

It is a flying immortal from the sky, an uninvited guest.

For the fairy boy who fell from the sky from the clouds, these two descriptions are very logical.

The reason why the word fairy is added in front of the boy is that he is too dazzling and flamboyant, and he doesn't seem to want to hide his own unique meaning at all, whether it is the moon-white robe embroidered with gold trim, the black velvet cloud boots of the peony flying dragon, or the long sword upside down behind his back, the face as white as jade carving, and the proud and immortal virtue, all of them are silently announcing one thing to people.

I'm extraordinary!

It's not ordinary.

Because there is a jade plaque hanging on the ribbon around the young man's waist, it shakes with the action of stepping, and it is embroidered with the flowing clouds and white sun, which is the Tianshan Order, which only the disciples of the six peaks will hold, and the teachers are not worthy!

Countless people from Lijiazhai who were awakened by the explosion and collapse all stood on the periphery of the ruins, holding farm tools and pots, which looked like preparations for some kind of funny festival performance, but there was no such festive atmosphere, and the previous extremely noisy sound had turned into dead silence at the moment, only a few old dogs in the village barked wildly.

Everyone was staring blankly at this unusual teenager, and some girls covered their hot cheeks with their hands, their eyes were foggy, and they murmured,

"Original...... Immortal masters can be so good-looking, no wonder everyone wants to go. ”

Chu Zhanyan looked at the young man and smiled, shook his head in his heart and secretly said You are really still the same, stinky and beautiful like a shadow, making people always want to slap him.

"Look, Tiger! What a big tiger! No head!"

In the quiet atmosphere, I don't know who howled heartbreakingly, causing an uproar, and everyone took their eyes off the strange boy and saw the corpse of the white tiger lying on the ruins.

"Obedient, white, so big, this is not a tiger, it is a demon!"

There was a well-informed old man who was hoarse and whispered, his eyes full of incredulity.

For ordinary people, demons are far more terrifying than anything else, because they feed on human flesh, and there is no creature in this world that can not fear natural predators.

"Isn't that the white tiger next to those two walkers yesterday?"

Someone is confused and speaks,

"What the hell is going on, what about the two of them?"

"yes, what the hell is going on?"

There was another commotion among the crowd, they didn't know what happened last night, and they didn't know what kind of crisis the whole village had gotten out of, they were just at a loss.

The young man in the white robe on the ruins was also at a loss.

He didn't know what was going on, but he saw the demonic aura here from a distance and rushed over to see what was going on, but he didn't think that he was surrounded by the crowd as soon as he landed, the scene looked like a fierce fight had just happened, and the undispersed breath from the corpse of the white tiger could be felt, this was a big demon who had only cultivated for no less than three hundred years, and if he wanted to kill it, that person should at least be a monk of the Barrierless Realm, almost the same as himself.

But in this poor and remote country, where would the monks be idle to care about the life and death of these ordinary people, could it be passing by?

The young man thought about it, and a voice suddenly sounded in his mind, which made his eyes suddenly brighten, and when he turned around, he saw that there was indeed a familiar figure in an inconspicuous corner under the ruins.

Good you guy!

The young man in the moonlight robe slapped his thigh and scolded in his heart,

As I expected!

He straightened up suddenly, tore off the jade plate on his waist and lifted it into the air, his face was calm and indifferent, and he shouted,

"Don't make any noise, I killed them all!"

......

The sound was like a thunderbolt, and the shocking field was quiet,

After a long time, a weak voice came from the crowd,

"Immortal Master, dare to ask you who you are......"

"Tianshan, Tanyun Peak Great Disciple Huo Sheng, Huo Zixu!"

People breathed a sigh of relief, and when they looked at each other, their hearts were already safe.

Because they don't need to know the truth of the matter anymore, since they are from the Tianshan Mountains, they should be killed.

——

I don't know when Chu Zhanyan gradually liked the night, especially the period between late autumn and early winter.

There are no squeaky crickets and toads in summer, and there is no annoying cold and dead silence in winter, it is very quiet and refreshing, although the autumn breeze is cool, but in terms of his cultivation, there is no need to resist, the night sky is clear, you can see the sky full of stars when you sit in the yard, the bright moon is a plate, and the silver glow reflects the fog into a veil.

Lonely and lonely.

Great for being in a daze.

So at this time, he was sitting on the bamboo tower in a daze.

On the ridge next to him there were two pieces of bamboo that had been lifted up to form a triangle, and Meow was lying on it.

It doesn't feel lonely or lonely, because it doesn't like cold winds, it doesn't like to stay too high, and it's all about being with someone.

The blood mud on the face has been washed by the stream in the back mountain in the daytime, it loves to be clean, fighting is fighting, and afterwards it still can't tolerate the existence of the sticky and fishy smell, thinking about the quilt covered by the warm light under the tile clay, Meow looked up at the young man, and screamed aggrievedly.

"I know you're starting to miss some girl who can't come back, and you're lonely and depressed, but can you think about my feelings for a moment?"

Chu Zhanyan was awakened by this emotional cat meow, glanced sideways at Meow, and couldn't help but chuckle.

Reaching out and falling on the soft neck of the black cat, he stroked it gently, there was a pale white air flow agitation between the palms, and a dry heat suddenly dispersed, so Meow finally squinted her eyes with satisfaction, her ears flashed from time to time because of comfort, and she silently thought in her heart that you have a conscience.

"It's been almost three years, right?"

The young man whispered, he looked at the night farther south, as if he saw the top of the mountain where the dragon was flying, the vastness of the boat across the sea, and his voice was as light as a dream,

"Two years to go......"

Three years, three years what?

Waiting?

Two years, what is two years?

Agreed, dates, or just time?

No one can understand the meaning of his words at this time, but the senior brother understands, the master also understands, and the black cat around him also understands.

Meow opened her eyes and stared at Chu Zhanyan, it was a little worried, because the latter's mood seemed to be extremely unstable now, which was rare, but it was not difficult to see, thinking of the famous sentence about human beings, Meow looked at Chu Zhanyan's eyes.

Probably due to the influence of the night, the young man's eyes seemed to have no pupils at this time, but they were black and white, and they were extraordinarily bright, like the reflection of the moon's fluctuations in a clear stream.

"Trouble!"

It whispered in its heart, puzzled.

"You are the most respected disciple at the end of the Tianshan Mountains, a seventeen-year-old genius of the Nine Realms without obstacles, a candidate for the future sect master, you have visited the first clouds of the Northern Regions, you have drunk with the town guard, you have walked through the mountains and Shu, you have competed with the bull's nose and the sword without falling into the wind, you have ridden the whale in the watching sea, and you have broken through the twelve realms in the March meditation of Nanlin, why are you trapped in just one word?"

There are still two years, what will happen in two years?

Can you stop those who insist on going their own way?

Thinking of this, a trace of confusion suddenly flashed in Meow's dark green eyes, and she only felt bored and funny for a while.

Demon beasts yearn for absolute power, because power is such a thing, you can exchange for most things other than power, but some special things can't, and those things are often things that can't even be done in this world.

It is the most peculiar sword in the world, with a peerless sharp blade, whether you are a heroic hero, or an immortal immortal who ascends to the immortal class, you can't carry it with your body, you can only avoid it.

At the same time, it is the most fragile sword in the world, which can carry the weight of the mountains, but it cannot carry a word.

No one can hold this sword with absolute certainty, and neither can the Buddha.

Not to mention a teenager.

So the black cat couldn't help but feel some sympathy for Chu Zhanyan, and stretched out his paw to pat his waist.

——

Suddenly the wind rises at night,

There was one more person on the roof.

The moon-white robe, the boots of the black velvet embroidered dragon, and the sword with his arms around his chest are none other than Huo Sheng.

Chu Zhanyan seemed to have noticed him a long time ago, and he was not surprised, his body leaning on the tile was still comfortable, and he asked with a smile,

"What, finally got free?"

There was no change in his tone, and the fluctuating moonlight in the depths of his eyes was also well constricted to the deepest part by him, and it was not easily exposed.

Huo Sheng didn't speak, just stared at him.

As if looking at the enemy who killed his father, he didn't blink, his eyes even gradually became bloodshot under the passage of time, looking a little hideous and terrifying, and his handsome face like a girl spread fiercely, he gritted his teeth and said word by word,

"Chu Huan, Chu Zhanyan, why the fuck are you still alive?!"

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(Due to the author's mistake, there were some problems with the signing contract, so the signing of the contract had to be delayed, and the blue thin ...... In fact, I have also thought about the story of Chu Huan many times, and finally finalized it and still wrote it according to the original idea, stealing the sky is not a pure cool article, it is more like a story, I also like to tell stories, so it can only be a story, I dare not say how good it is, but at least for myself, I am quite satisfied at the moment, as for how much reaction it can have, it can only be read after it is put on the shelves, and finally, I hope that readers who like it can support and vote more, thank you. ）