On Friday night, thunder and lightning poured down torrential rain, and the wind blew so hard that people could not even open their eyes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ning Lang's little face was hurt by the raindrops, she closed the window tightly, and lay on the bed bored. It's raining so hard, and I don't know how many of the girls who ran to see Li Zhulin after school were trapped in the rain?

The howling wind carried the raindrops, and the glass crackled. Ning Lang looked outside, even at night, the sky and the earth were still pale. Countless rains fell from the sky, lightning pierced the sky, and the water flowed on the streets, a tragic picture of the coming end of the world.

"Feeling, I haven't seen Su Ye for a long time......"

Ning Lang hugged the little rabbit and shrunk into a ball, and his right hand ached faintly. These days, she focuses on practicing left-handed characters, leaving merit and Su Ye behind. As a reward for her perseverance, her handwriting has been upgraded from the level of kindergarten graffiti to the level of primary school students, and the head teacher also praised Ning Lang's homework in public, saying that it has greatly improved the imagination of the teachers.

"Click!" a bolt of lightning illuminated the neighborhood, and the ensuing boom nearly knocked the house down. Ning Lang was so frightened that he covered the quilt on his body, hugged the little rabbit and trembled. She was afraid of thunder since she was a child, and she was scared and cried by a thunderbolt, and those wanton and violent loud noises of bright lights were really terrifying.

"Whew!" the icy wind blew into the room, bringing moist air. Ning Lang was terrified, she obviously closed the window tightly, why was the wind blowing in?

What wind can penetrate the glass and enter the room?

"Whoo~~Woo~~" The sad and cold cold wind blew into the quilt, Ning Lang's teeth gurgled, and the little rabbit was almost flattened. Another gust of wind blew, and she clearly sensed that the quilt was shaking up and down, and it was about to be lifted!

"Night Wandering God!" Ning Lang couldn't bear it anymore, and whispered in the bed: "Hey, I know the Night Wandering God!"

The cold wind was still blowing, ignoring her threatening warnings, and blowing the quilt violently. Ning Lang screamed: "No, isn't it, is it that the Night Wandering God has no deterrent power?"

"Click. There was a soft sound by the window, and the wind stopped. Ning Lang's head was covered in the quilt, and his heart was beating like a drum. Su Ye's indifferent voice sounded in his heart: "Next time you close the window, remember to lock it." ”

"Huh?" Ning Lang poked her head out, and Su Ye looked at her expressionlessly, her face seemed to be paler than usual. Behind him, the wind blew against the glass, but the hooks in the middle clasped each other to prevent the window from slipping open.

Ning Lang's brain teaser turned, touched his head and said with a dry smile: "Haha, this, haha, do you drink tea Su Ye?"

"Don't drink," Su Ye turned around and said, "It's okay, I'll leave first." ”

"Don't go......" Ning Lang subconsciously stretched out her right hand to pull Su Ye, but as soon as she pulled it out of the bed, she touched the wound, and the pain made her face pale and speechless.

Su Ye stopped, he turned his back to Ning Lang, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry." ”

Ning Lang was stunned: "I'm sorry, why do you want to say I'm sorry?"

Su Ye laughed self-deprecatingly: "I can't help you recover from your injuries now, you can only rely on yourself." ”

"It's okay, the gods are not omnipotent. Ning Lang comforted: "It's just a skin injury, and I can remove the gauze in four days and be in time to take the exam." ”

Su Ye was silent, Ning Lang looked at his figure, and always felt that something was missing, and it took a long time for her to come to her senses: "What about Dire?"

The long knife that Su Ye never left his hand was not by his side today!

Su Ye glanced out the window and said lightly: "I'm washing the knife." ”

"Wash the knife?" Ning Lang said dumbfoundedly: "Do you mean taking a bath?"

"Almost," Su Ye said, "Tonight's thunder and lightning are vast and pure, just right for washing knives." ”

Ning Lang nodded ignorantly, and after understanding the meaning, she was shocked: "You use thunder and lightning to wash the knife?!"

Su Ye nodded, Ning Lang bit his lower lip, and a scene appeared in his mind: the red-clothed and snow-skinned Dire was tied to a lightning rod by Su Ye, making one lightning bolt after another scorch. She said suddenly, "Isn't it okay to use water?"

The corners of Su Ye's mouth twitched slightly: "No." ”

"Then can you take me to see it?" Ning Lang said with a twinkle in his watery eyes, "I want to know if the Dire is okay?"

Su Ye said seriously: "I can't die." ”

"What kind of rotten answer are you!" Ning Lang jumped out of bed, ran to Su Ye's side barefoot, pulled his clothes and said, "Su Ye Su Ye Su Ye, you just take me out, I can't sleep anyway...... No, I want to see the Dire, after all, I've known him for so long, if he has three longs and two shorts, how can I ......"

"Smack," Su Ye slapped her on the head, interrupting the words. The last word "live" was blocked in his throat, not up or down, and his chest was stuffy.

"Wear more clothes. Su Ye said lightly: "It's cold outside." ”

"No problem!" Ning Lang happily opened his closet and began to rummage through the fleece jacket he wore in early spring.

When the two of them left the bedroom, it was stormy outside, but under Su Ye's mana shield, the storm and rain were all blocked. Despite this, Ning Lang also felt that the temperature was gradually dropping, and it was indeed necessary to add an extra piece of clothing. However, she was a little worried, the last time she went to Qixia Temple, although there was no violent storm, it was also a high-altitude flight. Su Ye's shield kept all the strong wind and chill out, so that she didn't feel anything unusual. But this time, it's really cold, cold to the bone marrow.

Could it be that his strength is gradually declining?

Ning Lang shook her head, she didn't believe it, it must be the weather, it has nothing to do with Su Ye, it must be like this!

"There's Dire ahead. Su Ye stopped flying, Ning Lang looked up, and at the top of the tall Purple Mountain, the young man in red was sitting cross-legged on the peak. Under him, an arcane magic circle was drawn, glowing with purple light in the night, attracting thunder and lightning to slash at his body. Every time a lightning strikes, the Dire shuddes violently and coughs up a large amount of blood, which dissolves and seeps into the cracks in the stone as the rain washes it.

Ning Lang grabbed Su Ye's arm and said in horror: "Hurry up and let him go out of the battle!

"Can't die. Su Ye said calmly: "The blood he sprayed is the karma of the living soul that died under the knife. ”

Ning Lang looked at him blankly, and Su Ye explained: "Karma is the opposite of merit, merit can prolong life and become immortals, and karma will transform into demons. Every time they deliberately obliterate a living being, their dying resentment will turn into a force to affect the slayer's sanity, and finally completely lose themselves and become demons. I've killed a lot of demons over the years, and they don't dare to provoke me, but instead apply their karma to the Dire, which is pitiful and ridiculous. ”

After listening, Ning Lang looked at the Dire's clothes that were gradually turning white, and swallowed and salivaed: "Then his clothes are a magic weapon or the external form of the soul?"

Su Ye smiled and said nothing, turned around and said, "This is nothing to see, I'll send you back." ”

"Don't!" Ning Lang shook his head, grabbed Su Ye's sleeves and said, "It's still early, you accompany me around." ”

Su Ye pointed to the distance and said, "It's raining so hard, the shops and malls are closed, so let's go back." ”

"Who said that!" Ning Lang rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "I'm going to visit my classmates, he broke a bone the day before yesterday, and there are too many people to see, so I don't want to squeeze with them." It's raining hard today, and there must be no one, so you can send me over, okay~~"

Su Ye's body stiffened slightly, and he said lightly: "Braving the heavy rain to pass, aren't you afraid that Li Zhulin will misunderstand?"

"What's wrong with this," Ning Lang waved his fist and said, "Just repeat what you just said!"

Su Ye smiled, took Ning Lang's hand, and walked against the wind.

It wasn't until the two of them passed through the fence wall and the elevator and appeared directly outside the orthopedic ward that Ning Lang came to his senses and said in surprise: "How do you know Li Zhulin's name and where he lives?

Looking at Ning Lang, who was slightly angry, Su Ye sighed: "Didn't you say it? Only extremely intense emotions can be read, and I won't use mind reading techniques on you." As for why I know Li Zhulin is here, it's because I know his father. ”

Su Ye smiled softly: "Many years ago, when he was young, I knew each other. ”

Ning Lang was stunned, she looked at Su Ye's lonely smile and felt an indescribable vicissitudes. This is the price of immortality? Watching the people around you grow old and die, and finally there is only one person left, lonely reminiscing about the past.

The door of the ward creaked, and a wealthy businessman wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked out of it, lowered his head and pressed his mobile phone, Li Bin couldn't stop thanking him in the back: "Mr. Mo, you are so polite, there are few good bosses like you, there are few in the world!" Mr. Mo, you walk slowly, watch out for your feet, hey, the little girl over there, please give Mr. Mo, let, one, Lu ......."

Li Bin's voice became smaller and quieter, and in the end, he covered his heart and bowed down as if he had a heart attack, his mouth opened but he couldn't say a word, only staring at Ning Lang's back.

The rich businessman's mobile phone snapped and fell to the ground, the screen shattered on the spot, and he staggered back like a ghost. It wasn't until he hit the wall and his back ached that he asked in disbelief, "Su Ye?"

Ning Lang looked at Su Ye in shock, can even ordinary people see his body now?

Su Ye stood in place and said lightly: "Boss and second, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

At that moment, these two men who were far away from each other had red eyes at the same time.

Time is like water, and it is thirty years in the blink of an eye.