long night walk

Chapter 713 The cat is hers
Erjian Yuenu flicked her sleeves and waved the wind, the soft wind lifted the crowd and did not make them really kneel down.

The gentle sunshine in the morning shone on her solemn and solemn Jianzong school uniform, but it looked very warm. Her voice was beautiful, like the wind blowing a bamboo bell. , you don’t have to be cautious, I would like to ask if there have been any foreign women in this village recently.”

The two cats that were still lying in the flowers were motionless as if their bodies were frozen, their eyes opened wide, and they quickly winked at each other.

'We must not let Senior Sister Yue Nu know that they have done such a stupid thing! '

The husband and wife who reached a consensus shrunk into two cat balls, hiding all their paws, trying to cover themselves with the help of dense flowers.

As soon as the villagers heard this, they knew that this fairy came to look for Immortal Yun regularly. Aunt Zeng said: "You are right about Immortal Yunrong Yun. She has been near our Rongjia Village recently."

Yue Nu almost searched the entire Xiaozhou Mountain but could not find Junior Sister Yunrong. Although there should not be any accidents at the feet of the immortals, but after a lot of searching, there was no result, and she was inevitably a little anxious. She hurriedly asked: "Can you?" Will you please lead me the way?"

Mrs. Zeng shook her head and said: "Sen Yun is always haunted and haunted all day long, she has always come to see us, how can we find her, but immortals don't worry, the cat raised by Immortal Yun is here, if you have With psychic skills, this cat can take you to find Immortal Yun."

Yue Nu was astonished.

Junior sister Yunrong... actually has a cat?
She is just about raising swords, how could she suddenly become so interested in raising cats?
Following the direction of her fingers, the Yue girl watched two balls, one black and one white, nestled together, the black one on top and the white one on the bottom, just like the double happiness balls fried into skewers for children during the Chinese New Year.

When Yue Nu's gaze touched them, the eyes of the two cats looked away guiltily.

Yue Nu asked, "Are these two cats raised by her?"

Aunt Zeng said in a sour tone, "How can that be, the more handsome white cat called Taohua is the cat raised by Immortal Yun, and the other is his cat-in-law, who was deliberately brought to us today to show off."

Yue Nu was amused by the two cats, she walked over to look at Peach Blossom.

It was the Nine Lives Cat Spirit.

No wonder, it's no wonder these mortals said that Junior Sister has a cat.

This is not a cat, it is clearly a little sword spirit.

Is it really interesting for Jianling to marry a wife?
She hugged Tao Hua, gently flipped the hair on his forehead with her fingers, and she really saw the silver moon sword mark hidden under the hair.

That's right, it is indeed the sword spirit newly acquired by Junior Sister Yunrong.

Yue Nu breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though he is still a young sword spirit, Nine Fate has already cut off his blood lineage in the Six Realms. When it comes to the future, he is probably more valuable than the demon king in Fengzhi Island.

I really didn't expect that Junior Sister Yunrong and Xiao Zhoushan's party found a treasure because of a blessing in disguise.

In this way, she is not afraid of being blamed by the suzerain, let alone worrying about the suzerain abolishing her status as the young master's wife.

Thinking of the suzerain's intention to match her with the young master, Yue Nu felt chills in her heart.

Fortunately, fortunately, all this is over.

"Little Sword Spirit, is your name Taohua? I am your master's senior sister, can you take me to meet your master?"

Bai Lian was tightly hugged by her, and she squeezed together with Yunrong from left to right, and the two cat faces showed expressions of lovelessness in sync.

In the end, Tangtang Tianxi's fourth sword and the young master of Tianxi Sword Sect held hands and turned into a cat to tease the villagers. After all, the foolish thing was not able to deceive Yue Nu.

Cross the cloud fairy boat and sail to Tianxi.

Bai Lian lay listlessly on the railing of the bow, letting the cold wind pour over his face, and his sword robe fluttered.

Yun Rong stood beside him, looking at Dongfang Qiming, her usually clear eyes seemed to be dead at this moment.

Although Yue Nu promised not to tell the fourth person about this matter, the two still couldn't forget the uncontrollable expression of Yue Nu's lips rising uncontrollably when she promised to keep the secret.

"Sigh." Bai Lian sighed: "We have now put the blame in the hands of Senior Sister Yue Nu. When we meet her in the future, we should respect her."

Yun Rong rubbed the center of her brows, feeling a headache: "Second Senior Sister has a very good temper, you can rest assured about that."

The sky and the earth are vast, surrounded by floating clouds, making the entire fairy boat ethereal.

Bai Lian looked back at the empty bow deck, his eyes suddenly moved, and he changed into the appearance of a cat peach blossom again, and jumped into Yunrong's arms.

He suddenly asked abruptly: "Senior sister named me Peach Blossom, is it because she also has a peach blossom?"

It is extremely cold at the height of Xianzhou, and the wind is extremely strong.

The cat in her arms was small, and Yunrong was worried that he would be blown away by the wind, so she folded her arms and hugged him tightly.

She looked at him with lower eyebrows, knowing that he was referring to the birthmark on her body, she couldn't help laughing: "Even I don't know why I gave you such a tacky name, you know? And you are doing this What is it, is it not enough for people to see the idle jokes? Hurry up and change it back for me."

"Okay." Bai Lian curled up in her arms, saying that he should be diligent, but his body didn't move at all.

Yun Rong narrowed her eyes, and reached out to pluck the cat's whiskers: "Who are you fooling?"

Bai Lian raised his head and chuckled, his eyes were clean, sincere and serious.

Facing Mao'er's blue eyes, Yunrong's protruding fingers trembled suddenly, and then curled back timidly, she turned her face away, her neck and ears were red.

Clearly several days had passed, but his "Okay" made her understand.

He wasn't promising that she should change back, he was clearly replying to the wish she gave that night.

She said: Brother, let's have a baby together.

He replied: OK.

The reply after three full days did not make people feel that it was too late.

It was this not too late answer that suddenly made Yun Rong understand that her life might be over.

She has no intention of seeing all beings, but she doesn't know that he among all beings has finally become an extra branch in her stable years, making her no longer obsessed with the snow on the mountain and the sword in her hand.

Yunrong never thought that one day, there would be such a person who would make her want to enjoy the flowing rivers, mountains and rivers in spring, summer, autumn and winter, to see everything in the world, and to make a living by collecting firewood and fishing.

I want to be with him, taste all the joys in the world, and be a secular couple for a while.

A wise man does not fall in love. When she meets him, she will not be a wise man.

"Actually, Senior Sister doesn't have to compete with Cuihua for fish." Bai Lian raised his head in her arms, and gently licked the peach blossoms on her shoulders and chest through the clothes.

"Because Senior Sister only has one cat. The cat belongs to you, and so do I."

"So next time, no matter what I look like, Ah Rong is not allowed to fail to recognize me anymore."

The faint words were spoken very solemnly, and the subtle change of address, from senior sister to A Rong, carried a bit of lingering lingering, although it was not a love story, it was more like a love story.

Slowly, the woman who had never had strong emotions also blushed, as if drinking alcohol, and her eyes glowed brightly.

The wind collected and the clouds dispersed, and the boat reached the other side of the mountain.

The moon in the sky, the cat in my arms, the wind on my shoulders, I don’t know the seasons of winter and snow.

The gentle moon and night will make people gradually lose their sobriety, so that in this late spring, which is full of crimson, Yunrong gradually forgets when he lost his cat, his sword, and him.

The shocking past is a clear suffering.

She remembered that in the Tianyun War, the revival of the Demon River and the world around the world rolled up a boundless sea of ​​demonic catastrophe and desire.

Erhe buried his heart and set up a Heluo chess game. Tianxi's third sword died in the sea of ​​sky and clouds.

The Twelve Swords of Tianxi set up a siege plan, but for some reason, the demons knew the news in advance, and the siege failed.

Burying the heart to control the blood demon, the blood demon exiles tens of thousands of hectares of blood, turning into a hundred thousand wildfires and burning mountains, twelve swords are broken and twelve are broken.

Only the sword spirit of the Xixue sword is special, with the three thousand cloud swords used to control Fushan, and survived the wild fire in March without breaking it, the sword spirit lost nine lives and eight lives, and then she folded the sword with her own hands, so that the sword spirit could not be destroyed. Usher in the reinforcements and break the sky.

Tianxi Sword Sect's vitality has been severely injured in this battle. The young master succeeded to the throne of Sword Sect Master, summoned Tianshan, took sword stones, and reshaped the Thirteen Swords.

There are twelve of the thirteen swords, and the spirit of the sword is completely destroyed, especially the soul of the sword enshrined on the Tianshan Mountain. It is not difficult to reshape the complete thirteen swords.

Only the fourth Xixue sword, the sword has been broken, but the sword spirit is still there, if the sword spirit does not return with the old sword, it is difficult to make a new sword.

The sword master Yu was ordered to four swords Yunrong, in order to achieve righteousness, let her personally find the sword spirit lost in the battle, bring it back to the mountain gate and throw it into the sin sword pool to cross the spirit body, there must be no mistake!
In this regard, Yun Rong was very persistent, disobedient and disrespectful, she finally took off her ancestral robe, untied her broken sword, and left the mountain gate to return to the mountain gate.

That was the first time she gave up her sword.

When she wakes up, it has been thousands of years of vicissitudes, the ubiquitous youth, the clouds in her sleeves, and it is hard to find the heart of the bright moon and the breeze when she looks back.

In the end, the mountains and rivers are changing, and the celibacy is only a shadow. Looking at the broken rivers and mountains, it is difficult to see the old people.

……

……

"How long are you going to be in a daze?!" An anxious shout interrupted her long memory.

All of a sudden, all the five sense organs returned, and dreams and waking intertwined.

Under the eyes, the bright red eyes and pale lips, like the face of a ghost on earth, are close at hand.

Beside Yunrong's familiar shouts, because the two people's clothes are half-faded, and the spring scenery can be seen everywhere among the peach blossom treetops in the cold night.

Yun Rong, who is the fourth sword of Tianxie, can't get close to the two because of their amorous looks, but she can't see the 'heart demon' running amok in this scene with the same face and body as her own.

The skin that was naked in the night was icy cold from the wind, Yunrong looked at the person in front of her, and the emotion that slowly overflowed from her eyes was not the joy of reunion after a long absence, but indescribable sadness.

It's hard to see old people...

It's hard to see old people...

But didn't she let her find it after all?
Crossing trees and wearing flowers, walking all over the mountains and rivers, I will eventually meet you, the person who makes her want to meet the end of time.

"Junior Brother, I did not miss the appointment."

Falling flowers rustled, fingers passed through the mist as thin as a cloud, and the peach-colored petals that lightly touched the snowy arms gradually slid down the skin and fell into her collarbone.

Yun Rong held the young man's hot and humid cheeks, leaned over and raised her head, and kissed his lips.

The woman's kiss is shallow and cool, as clean as the first snow in winter.

The crystal clear liquid rolled down from the end of her eyes into beads, and the picturesque eyebrows and eyes became more profound when they were wet with tears. The sky and the earth were far away, and everything was still.

Until she swallowed his pale lips bright red, showing a very healthy color, she was still not satisfied, and turned against the customer. She hugged Bai Lian's neck tightly with her left hand, and hooked his belt with her right hand.

She gently but lingeringly grabbed the air from his mouth, her voice was hoarse, and she rubbed her fingers against his waist: "I didn't miss the appointment, you said that no matter what you look like, you want me to recognize you, and I did. "

But this time it was him, and he didn't know her anymore.

But she doesn't blame him, with deep lips and deep teeth, between eyebrows and eyes, it is enough for him to be here and make her like him year after year.

The little black cat found her little white cat, and that was enough.

She was no longer his slut.

In this life, let her carry him.

In the deep twilight of the long night, she came to be his star in the eternal darkness.

Bai Lian couldn't understand, but he was still distracted by her words. His eyes were on fire, reflecting her, and he nodded unconsciously, as if responding.

A pair of bright red eyes burned by the succubus poison could hardly find the original color. Bai Lian, who was supposed to be getting more and more crazy, suddenly became gentle for some reason.

He half hugged her body that had been blown cold by the wind, the red mark between her brows became pitch black, revealing a bit of obsessed bones, and the fairy tears embedded in her chest glowed in the twilight .

He leaned his head on her shoulder and called out in a low voice, "Arong."

Locked in the cage cocoon, Ah Rao's palms were almost rubbed with blood on the thorns and vines, as if in a dream, her eyes were soulless, hollow, and her nails were cracked without noticing it.

Her voice was faint, a little hesitant: "Why does he meow like a cat at this time? Why does he! Stop! Stop and speak clearly!"

Yun Rong in the black robe felt very strange, the devil of the dark path, your husband is about to fall asleep, but you are still struggling with meowing?

Is this driven crazy?
Yun Rong closed her eyes, ignored Ah Rao's voice, and let his hot fingers caress her waist.

The dress on her body is half-faded, and the red and black swordsman slipped down from her shoulders loosely. The exquisitely carved shoulders and waist outline an exquisite and beautiful line. As the wind blows, it makes a sound of lingling like a clear spring stone.

The night among the shadows of the trees suddenly became hazy, and from time to time there were a few uneasy roars like the low growls of monsters in the distance.

Yun Rong in the black robe was dazed for a long time, struggling constantly on his face, watching the lively scene in front of him, although he wanted to stop it, but after clenching his fists, he stretched out his hand to create a space barrier, blocking the outside space.

She finally couldn't bear it anymore, with a livid face, she raised her sword and was about to go up and beat the mandarin duck.

For a moment, the anger actually made her forget the fear of being dominated by the little corpse demon not long ago.

Yun Rong in the black robe came behind Bai Li'an, raised the sword in his hand, and without drawing the sword out of its sheath, a gust of wind blew up and hit him hard on the head.

It seems that he intends to wake up the guy with the upper brain of this sperm.

"boom!"

Bai Lian was beaten so hard that his head was lowered heavily, and the fierceness in his eyes suddenly dissipated. He held the black robe Yunrong's sword with his backhand and raised his sword again to strike, and slowly turned around.

The belt that was being hooked by Yun Rong's fingers under him was finally untied.

A small part of the pale and thin narrow waist that was originally exposed now reveals a large part, and the wound on the abdomen that was kissed by the snake no longer bleeds and red, but is blue like frozen crystals, which is exactly the same as those spirits. The state of the transformed succubus is similar.

(End of this chapter)