The palm of his hand gently stroked the tombstone, rubbing the rough stone tablet into a jade luster.

Shi Lingxi quietly looked at Leng Xiao's side face and took that shallow smile into his eyes. She laughed with Leng Xiao and obediently called her sister. But there was a sudden hint of something different in my heart, as if it was sour, as if it was hesitating, it was empty anyway, and I couldn't feel anything.

Her body trembled suddenly, and Leng Xiao's palm moved away from the tombstone, pressed on her shoulder, and left her shoulder. He said, "It's time to go, too." ”

Shi Lingxi got up and followed Leng Xiao half a step behind, bowing his head slightly. finally couldn't help but look up and ask, "Master, why is the master...... Will you die?"

"A teacher is a human being, a teacher is a human being, as long as he is a human being, he is destined to die from birth. What are the regrets, and what are the sighs. What is the meaning of living for thousands of years? Leng Xiao smiled lightly.

Shi Lingxi suddenly reached out and grabbed Leng Xiao, almost subconsciously. Leng Xiao laughed louder and said, "What, aren't you worried that your teacher will go with your master?" ”

Seeing Leng Xiao walking away, Shi Lingxi hurriedly followed, and couldn't help but ask again: "Shi Niang must be a beauty." ”

She lowered her head, waiting for Leng Xiao's response. But for a long time, it was just silent. Shi Lingxi thought that she had said the wrong thing, so she couldn't help but look up, saw Leng Xiao's frowning face, and said calmly: "Maybe it's beautiful, maybe it's not beautiful." I can't remember it for a long time. ”

Shi Lingxi's footsteps paused again, and he looked at Leng Xiao's back in a daze.

"How can this be forgotten?"

"Yes, how can this be forgotten?" Leng Xiao paused and looked up at the sky. The sky was clear and blue. A few wisps of white clouds, like a layer of tulle on the jade body of a beauty.

There are children frolicking in the village, half-grown children, and full-moon babies, stumbling and smiling, always so vibrant and calming.

There was a strong man with a mysterious face, and suddenly from the pocket of his clothes that had been sewn several times, he found two pieces of gold and silver, each of which was the size of a palm.

These gold and silver objects are not ingots, like two swimming fish, which can be pieced together. It is not easy for Leng Xiao to find this mortal gold and silver from his fingers.

As soon as he took it out, it attracted the envy of others. The boy blushed, tilted his neck, and could not hide his smile, and carefully handed over the gold and silver to others to admire.

At the end, he was slightly worried: "I don't know whose baby it is, put it on my table." Certainly not my family, I don't have anything like this in my family. ”

"That man must be worried. ”

"I'll go home and wait for the man to come and get it. ”

He smiled, but he couldn't wait after all.

Leng Xiao and the others came and went, but no one was alarmed, like a breeze, no one noticed.

The grass and trees in the forest are cool and refreshing. Every forest seems to be like this, but it is also unique in its own way. This forest is called the Night Charm Forest.

"Back then, it was in this forest that the teacher saw a dead man for the first time. As for when he first killed someone, he can't remember for a long time. Perhaps, I always subconsciously think of myself as a good person, but I have never been. ”

Leng Xiao whispered softly, feeling a thousand emotions in his heart for no reason.

Shi Lingxi was silent, and any words seemed superfluous. She raised her head slightly, and was suddenly startled, only to see a hazy clear light emanating from Leng Xiao's body, and there was an aura converging towards him.

Leng Xiao himself, on the other hand, was completely immersed in memories and didn't know anything about it.

Leng Xiao has always been silent, and there are few times when he is so chattering, as if the old man in his twilight has lost all his momentum and longing, and he has no future, and all he can remember is the bits and pieces of the past.

A few miles away, there was an old man in yellow who frowned, and his perception was quite keen. On the side, there was a disciple with a face who was about to report something, but the old man raised his hand to interrupt, lowered his body, his ears trembled slightly, and his lips were tightly closed.

After a while, his eyes fell on the direction where Leng Xiao was, and said, "There is a gathering of spiritual energy, could it be that it is a trick made by that demon cultivator?"

The disciple was stunned for a moment, and suddenly looked serious, and said: "In that case, I'll go and take a look as soon as possible! The Southern Regions are turbulent, demon cultivation is frequent, my generation of monks, subduing demons and subduing demons is the task of heaven!"

"Well said, if you can have such an awareness, why worry about not being a big deal?"

The old man patted the disciple on the shoulder and went first, but he never saw the strange light in the disciple's eyes.

There were dozens of people in the group, and they quickly walked in the direction where Leng Xiao was. The old man's cultivation is acceptable, and he walks like a fly, but he has to consider his disciples, so he can't help but slow down a little.

Rao is like this, in less than a moment, the group is less than five hundred feet away from Leng Xiao. There are many trees, and the eye can see no more than a dozen feet. And the flow of aura became more and more obvious, like a babbling stream, guiding the direction of these people.

Dozens of disciples rushed out and hurriedly stopped. Those who were a little slower to react almost hit the trunk of the tree.

It was the square-faced disciple who asked, "Sect Master, why didn't you chase after you?"

I saw that the old man in yellow stood motionless, his brows furrowed, and suddenly stretched, sneered three times, and shouted in a low voice: "Demon, why don't you show up quickly?"

The square-faced disciple was stunned for a moment, and muttered, "The flow of spiritual energy is clear, and we have to move forward...... The sect master is so sure, there will be no mistakes, could it be a trick made by demons?"

"What a demon, so treacherous!" the square-faced disciple shouted, his eyes fiery, and his snort couldn't help but be a little faster.

The old man said: "Don't panic, seeing that the old man captured her, maybe I can ask for some information about the demon clan!"

"Sect Master Shenwei, capturing this little demon alive can only be done with a raised hand. At that time, if the matter of interrogation is handed over to the disciples, there is no need to bother the sect master. The square-faced disciple said.

"It's fine. ”

The old man in yellow didn't delve into it, his aura rippled slightly, and he was only exploring the demonic energy around him. After a moment, he raised his head, and his gaze rested on a treetop ten feet away.

Before he could make any moves, a white shadow suddenly appeared above the treetops, at first, the white shadow was clearly less than half an arm's length, but it became a beautiful woman in the leap and turn.

The woman in the white dress was covered with blood, mixed with a faint demonic aura, and after all, she could not escape the eyes of the old man in yellow.

Seeing that the woman had disappeared in a few steps, the square-faced disciple hurriedly shouted, "Sect Master, don't let this demon escape!"

The old man in yellow stood with his hands in his hands, his hair fluttering, his clothes hunting, snorted lightly, and said: "Worry, little demon, how can you escape the palm of the old man's hand!"

Tell the woman in the white dress to escape first, and the old man will leave. If you don't move, it's amazing, her body is clearly and slightly bloated, but she is as fast as an eagle falcon when she flies, she doesn't move her weapon, she only raises her hand and pats it in the air, and the woman in the white dress is shocked, like being devoured by thunder, and falls in mid-air.

After stumbling three or two times on the branches of the trees, and before she could hit the ground, the woman turned sideways again, trying to continue to run, but when she looked up, she saw a huge palm covering the sky, directly in front of her eyes.

After only ten breaths, the old man returned with the woman. The woman struggled to herself, but it was in vain. Blood was still drooping from his mouth, and his face was mottled.

The square-faced disciple rubbed his hands and said, "Sect Master, why don't you leave this kind of physical work to the disciple?"

The old man in yellow didn't think about it, so he threw the woman to this disciple, and only said "be careful" in his mouth.

The square-faced disciple hurriedly caught the woman, his face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly covered up the past, changed into a stern posture, but a pair of hands secretly roamed around the woman's waist.

Seeing that the sect master and disciples were not paying attention, the square-faced disciple's palms moved slowly, his breathing gradually became short, and he could climb the pair of saintess peaks in a few inches.

Look closely at this woman, her eyebrows are picturesque, her red lips are like cinnabar, her skin is as smooth as thin, and her skin is as white as jade. He secretly scolded in his heart: "If it's a demon girl, it's bad for the master's heart!"

The woman was dying, but when he was in a trance, her face suddenly turned hideous, and a small cherry mouth suddenly revealed four fangs, and a layer of mist erupted from the mouth.

Before the square-faced disciple could shout, the picture in front of him changed, the warm fragrant nephrite was in his arms, and there were dozens of maids and maids dancing beside him, all of whom were national colors and heavenly fragrances, and the moon was closed and shy flowers, and at this moment there was only a wisp of tulle, like a competition for favor.

He smirked, as if he had won all the world's beauty, even if he died immediately, he would have no regrets. As soon as this thought came up, he suddenly slapped him on the face, and his eyes showed a look of horror: "Demon illusion, demon illusion ......"

"Don't break it quickly!" he roared, and slashed his sword at the white jade neck of the woman in his arms.

The old man in yellow was alarmed by this roar, and when he looked back, he suddenly saw the square-faced disciple's face distorted, and he raised his long sword and landed on his neck. The wood is already in the boat, even if he wants to stop it, he can't stop it.

The body rushed away, but he could only watch the square-faced disciple swallow his last breath.

Until death, the square-faced disciple still smiled fiercely and whispered: "Evil animals, just a little skill, dare to show off in front of the master!"

When the old man in yellow put down this disciple, the woman was already gone.

There was a trail of blood on the ground. He sniffed the slightest fishy smell and roared: "Evil animal, dare to hurt people, the old man will definitely skin you alive to make a funeral clothes!"

The rest of the disciples looked at the corpse of the square-faced disciple, only to feel a chill in their hearts, and before they could react, they saw the old man in yellow sweeping away like a gust of wind, and hurriedly chased after him.

Shi Lingxi withdrew his gaze from Leng Xiao, his expression moved slightly, and he suddenly rushed to Leng Xiao's side, suddenly drew his long sword, and pointed straight ahead.

A woman in white stumbled over, don't look at her so badly, but with a twist of her waist, a white fox tail came and easily lifted Shi Lingxi out.

A trace of blood slipped from the corner of Shi Lingxi's lips, and the bones all over her body were like falling apart, and she couldn't stand up for a while.

When the woman in the white dress walked past Leng Xiao, her footsteps suddenly paused, looked at Leng Xiao carefully a few times, and then set off again and left in a hurry.

"If you hurt someone, you want to leave?"

Leng Xiao's expression was still a little dazed, and he finally came back to his senses. For a while, there is some fulfillment, and some loss.

He only said lightly, and the face of the woman in the white dress changed suddenly, no matter how she struggled, as if someone had pulled half of her from behind, dragging out two long traces, until she fell into Leng Xiao's hands.