The endless darkness covered everything within sight, and not a trace of light could be seen in the black mist.
A white figure appeared in the dark night, and the white clothes were flying in the dark night. Suddenly, a bright blood-red plum blossom bloomed from the corner of the clothes, one, two, more and more... …
A disembodied voice echoed in the air: "Qingling, live well and promise Master not to let the Mingyue Sect be destroyed in the hands of Mingfeng."
"Master, Master."
He ran desperately in the dark night, reaching out to catch the white shadow, but the person who was so close could not touch the hem of her clothes.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and the white figure floated into the air. Suddenly, like a kite with its string broken, it fell violently behind it.
It turned out to be Yuehu. He was horrified to find that Yuehu seemed to have a huge attraction, and the figure was sucked into it. The lake water covered her body bit by bit, swallowing her up.
He desperately tried to move forward, but found that he couldn't get any closer.
There was a loud bang in the sky, and there was a huge splash of water where the blue sea disappeared. Countless silver-light spiritual butterflies rushed out and surrounded him. He could no longer see anything in front of his eyes.
In the Shenyue Palace.
In the darkness, the man in white robe sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes. The pain in his heart at that moment made him unconsciously grasp the skirt of his chest with his hands.
In the dark night, the blood-red figure seemed to appear in front of him again.
The ferocious face was getting closer and closer to him. He raised the knife and dropped it. A stinging feeling came from his palm. Only then did he realize that there was bright red blood gushing out from his palm.
Mingfeng stretched out his hand to grab him, and there was the same bloody wound in the palm of that hand.
He wanted to run, but his legs seemed to be focused on lead stones, and he couldn't even take a step forward.
The bleeding hand firmly grasped his hand, and an extremely itchy feeling came from the wound, as if thousands of twisting insects had penetrated into his wound. His originally handsome face At this time, he began to become distorted, but his mouth was still tightly closed, stubbornly not making a sound.
Mingfeng's face filled his entire pupils, and looking at Qingling's distorted face, he burst into laughter, but the strength of his hands did not relax at all.
"Bi Hai has really found a good apprentice. The chain of contract is like a thousand ants gnawing through the heart. At such a young age, you are able to hold back without making a sound, which really surprises me. It seems that I have to think of a way, otherwise with your I'm afraid my mind will betray me one day."
Ming Feng smiled strangely, looking at the young man in front of him who looked painful but had no emotion in his eyes. He took out a brown pill from his arms with his other hand and forced it into Qing Ling's mouth.
Seeing him swallowing the pills in his mouth without any resistance like a living dead, Mingfeng seemed to smile even more happily.
"This is the Wangchuan specially made for you. After eating it, you will forget the most obsessed thing in your heart. From now on, let that stinky bitch stay under the Moon Lake."
A bright light emitted between the two clasped hands, and the heart-wrenching feeling of being bitten by the bug began to gradually subside. Mingfeng suddenly pulled his hand away, and the wound on the palm began to turn white, but there was no trace of blood anymore. .
The young man finally couldn't bear it anymore, his body went limp, he fell to the ground and passed out.
Ming Feng glanced at Qing Ling who was unconscious on the ground, and then looked at his hands with satisfaction: "The chain of contract has been successfully completed. I was originally worried that if I killed that stinky bitch Bi Hai, the sect would be short of high priests. Help me, I didn’t expect that she would give me such a big gift when she was here, I would like to thank her.”
In the darkness, a weak candle lit up.
A woman in black walked into the Shenyue Palace with a lampstand in her hand. A black veil covered most of her face, but it could be seen from her eyes that she was a young woman who was less than twenty years old. .
She got closer and closer, and the lampstand in her hand also illuminated the panting young man in the Shenyue Temple.
Under the dim candlelight, his messy long hair was hanging down, but he was smiling, with a trace of blood still remaining at the corner of his mouth.
Mingfeng, you underestimate me too much. How could you let me forget everything you have done?
"Master Priest."
Yixia half-knelt in front of Qing Ling. She placed the candlestick in her hand on the ground. The dim candlelight surrounded most of the two people's bodies in the circle of light.
"You never come looking for me at this time. What happened?"
Half of Yixia's face was hidden in the flickering candlelight, making Qingling unable to see her face clearly: "Master Priest, Ayuduo defected in your name during the few days you were in seclusion. .”
The hand that was holding on the chest suddenly loosened, and the clothes on the chest were still wrinkled into a ball. Qingling's eyes seemed to be hit by something, but Yixia's words seemed to He expected it.
That girl had always talked to him about everything, but she had become very strange during this period of time, and she had distanced herself from him intentionally or unintentionally. How could he not have noticed, but fighting against Wangchuan alone for a long time had caused harm to him? , has caused a lot of damage to his Qi deficiency, and he must retreat every once in a while to adjust. This sudden incident left him no time to take care of anything else. And at that time, Qing Ling felt that giving her some time, maybe It would make her figure it out, but she didn't expect that she would make a desperate decision and defect alone during the days when he was in seclusion.
"How did the leader react?" Qing Ling closed her eyes and sighed softly.
Ayouduo, is leaving here really more important than me?
"The leader is very angry and wants to capture Ayouduo," Yixia paused, and his voice suddenly lowered, "Priest, I feel that Ayouduo specifically chose to defect while you were in seclusion, because I don't want to do anything for you. If you get into trouble, after all, given your relationship with her, I'm afraid the leader will be angry with you."
In the darkness, Qing Ling seemed to smile: "You can't protect yourself, but you are still thinking about me."
The night sky outside Shenyue Temple seemed to be blue, but thickly black.
The bright light of the new moon covered every corner of the top of Shushi Mountain.
At the end of the corridor stood a young man in a white robe. A gentian flower in full bloom tied his long black hair behind his head. The moonlight shone on his body, making him look so gentle.
Wind chimes tinkled in the corridor.
To say that he is a man is better to say that he is a young man who has just grown up.
There were footsteps coming from behind.
Qing Ling tilted her head slightly.
"Ayouduo, it's late at night, why don't you rest?"
The silver ornaments hanging from the headdress rippled and bumped as Ayouduo walked, mixed with the tinkling of wind chimes, and for a moment it was impossible to tell where it was coming from.
Ayouduo came to Qingling with a smile: "What about you, why don't you rest?"
"The full moon is coming soon. I feel a little unwell and can't sleep." Qing Ling said calmly, and stretched out her hand to rub Ayouduo's head. However, this time she didn't make any rebuttal, but obediently let him stroke her.
There was a different look in Qing Ling's eyes, but he didn't say anything and calmly put down his hand.
"Qing Ling, every time when the full moon is approaching, I feel like you are not happy."
Ayouduo frowned slightly. She had been living in the Mingyue Sect since she could remember. To be more precise, she was imprisoned in the Mingyue Sect. Until one day, she was released and met Qing Ling, a person who was like the breeze and the moon, and lived with him.
He was as gentle as the moon in the night sky, illuminating the dark life she had been locked in a dark room for those years. But little did she know that she was actually a ray of light in Qing Ling's dark life.
"Really?" There was a faint smile on Qingling's lips. She looked at the wind chimes on the porch, but her heart seemed to be suffering in the cold snow. The effect of Wangchuan's medicine was defeated by his powerful treatment. The past has become the most painful thing every full moon night.
The gentian pattern on his forehead seems to have faded a lot.
"Ayouduo, then, are you happy?"
Ayouduo's brows widened: "Of course I am happy, because Mingyue Sect has you."
Qing Ling slowly turned around and looked at the girl in front of her, her eyes were deep and boundless: "In that case, Ayouduo, I hope you won't lie to me or betray me."
A trace of panic suddenly flashed in her eyes. At that moment, she didn't dare to raise her head and look into the eyes she had always been obsessed with and dependent on: "I never thought of betraying you."
Under the deserted corridor, a young man with black hair and white robes reached out his hand and gently took the girl standing in front of him: "It's late at night, go back and rest, Ayouduo, you have to remember, no matter what happens, , I will always stand by your side."
There seemed to be something bright gushing out of Ayouduo's eyes.
He put something into Ayouduo's hand. The girl in his arms wanted to raise her head in confusion, but she was held tightly in his arms. He just whispered in his ear: "Put it away. When necessary, it will Save your life."
The night wind blew the wind chimes on the porch even louder.
But Qing Ling in the room couldn't bear it any longer. With a "wow" sound, she spat out a mouthful of dark red blood and splashed it in front of him.
"Master Priest, are you okay?" Yixia stepped forward in a panic and tried to support his body, which was leaning forward slightly, but he reached out to stop him.
"It doesn't matter to me. It seems that I have to retreat early this time. Yixia, please help me go to Shenyue Palace."
Yixia nodded and stepped forward to help Qing Ling up.
Although Qing Ling was more than half a head taller than her, she still held him firmly.
"By the way," Qing Ling suddenly stopped, "Don't let others know that Ayouduo came to see me tonight. If anyone asks, just say that I sent her down the mountain to buy something for me."
"Yes, Lord Priest."
"Yi Xia," Qing Ling's words seemed a little erratic in the dark night, "You who are so loyal to me, will you want to betray me one day?"
Yixia heard Qingling's inquiry without any words: "Master Priest, ever since you saved my life and left me by your side, Yixia has sworn to be the sword in your hand and cut through all obstacles for you. The thing you move forward with. The sword in your hand will only obey your orders and will never betray its master."
After a pause, Yixia seemed to have made up her mind, and spoke again: "Master Priest, I don't know what happened between you and the Saint tonight to make you vomit blood, but no matter what your relationship with the Saint is, as long as one day she If she betrays you, I will kill her too."
On the way to the Shenyue Palace together, Qing Ling's lips curled up and her face looked a little pale.
The poison Ayouduo gave him was probably just to make him weak and weak. She was afraid that she didn't know it, but the power of this medicine was just in conflict with the power of Wangchuan medicine in his body, and instead made him vomit blood.
It's so ironic that the person who has been with him for so many years finally wants to leave him for the sake of freedom, but this woman who was just saved because of her great talent, is so determined to follow him.
Under the dim candlelight of Shenyue Palace.
Yixia, who was half-kneeling, whispered: "Priest, the leader is very angry. He has sent many people and asked you to leave the seclusion immediately to capture the saint."
"I understand," Qing Ling replied in a low voice, "Let's go see the leader."
"But your body, priest..."
"It doesn't matter," Qing Ling waved her hand casually, "The poison is very weak, I have forced it out of the body."
Yixia stopped talking, reached out to pick up the candlestick on the ground, stood up and went to help Qingling.
Under the dim candlelight, Qing Ling's side face flickers in and out, like the most handsome boy of fourteen. His youth seems to have stayed in that year. As he grows older, his face seems to have never changed. too changed.
Qing Ling stroked the slightly wrinkled clothes on her chest.
Ayouduo, if this is what you want to pursue most, then let me help you one last time. If you can live freely outside, it will also fulfill my desire to be free.
Qing Ling seemed to recall the days when she was with Bi Hai when she was young. At that time, the master seemed to have promised him that he would take him to travel around the world to benefit the people.
For Ayouduo these years, he may have just put his longing for Bihai on her, because she was the best person to him besides his master, or maybe he really fell in love with her, no matter what , this feeling is no longer important.
And the girl who had left Shushi Mountain had taken off the silver crown on her head and looked back into the distance in the dark night, but her heart was in pain. After all, she had hurt the person she cared about most.
But she may never know that her poisoning technique was so clumsy, that he had already seen through it that night, but she was still happy with it. The poison caused him so much pain, but he was still so willing to give it a try again for her freedom...
