Xianmen apprentices grow up

Chapter 167 You have to take care
A tear of blood was in the corner of his eye, and finally fell wobbly!
"Master, we will never see you again in this life, you have to take care."

On a dark and windy night of one month, the immortals who escaped from the demon world returned to the fairy world one after another.

This night is destined to be not an ordinary night.

That night, the mountains in the fairy and demon worlds were in turmoil, and the sky was like a stone castle built on one side, crumbling.

The sky of Shendang Mountain is a unique scene. On a boulder outside the Great Rift Valley, Chonghua looked at the dark blue sky and the blood-red moon above his head, his expression was full of sadness.

Staring blankly at the sky for a long time, he put a barrier around his surroundings, and sat cross-legged on the ground with his hands pressed together.

And under the Tongtian Pagoda in the Great Rift Valley, Qianyin used her blood essence to draw the last formation, and her face turned pale.She placed herself in the center of the formation, and in vain transformed into eight thousand sounds, respectively guarding the eight directions.

With her left hand probing the moon and her right hand embracing the sun, as the eight figures staggered, the aura of heaven and earth in the entire Great Rift Valley suddenly began to boil!
She slowly closed her eyes and recited the tactic silently. After a space twist, she whispered a few words, as if sighing: "Back in time!"

As her voice fell to the ground, time really stopped here. After a long pause, the surrounding images began to recede rapidly!

Only one person, Qianyin, in this confusing picture, is dressed in light purple, walking step by step in the tunnel of time and space...

And what flowed by her were those youths who had also been splendid.

There is Liu Jin who is full of luxury, the kind and kind Elder Xuanlan, Xuan Qi who doesn't know the taste of sorrow, Liu Guang who is casual and uninhibited, and femme fatale with red makeup, Fang Ye who is indifferent and warm-hearted, and Bai who is simple and stubborn. Yao... There are many, many people, many, many things...

Scenes are forever engraved in the depths of memory, and then one by one old people, in the end, they are no match for the glimpse in mid-air when she was thrown off Mount Tai'a by Mo Zixiu!
Qian Yin wanted to reach out her hand to catch the figure passing by like the autumn wind, and called out 'Master', expressing her hurt.However, she felt a sudden pain in her body, and she suppressed a mouthful of blood and did not spit it out.

However, the energy in the body that supplies the formation stagnates suddenly, and the next moment, it is like an air bag that has been blown up. The previous moment was empty, but at this moment, she felt a sense of fullness in her body!

Her first thought was: who is helping me outside the battle?
When the first seven-colored sky thunder fell, she abandoned all distracting thoughts and concentrated on mobilizing the power of the formation to fight against it, but she didn't expect that when the seven-colored sky thunder landed like a stone sinking into the sea, she didn't feel uncomfortable at all!

Could it be that the book lied to me?
Thinking of this, Qianyin felt a little uneasy in her heart, but at that time, the time stayed in vain in her stupid life, the moment when she danced clumsily for Chonghua on the stage of killing gods.

It seems to have become a permanent freeze frame!
In this frozen picture, she actually saw the grief and sorrow in Chonghua's eyes.

She was startled, but what she was thinking was that as long as she moved forward a bit, as long as Mo Zishou came, she could bring him from the past to the present moment in reality!

At this moment, the seven-colored thunders fell one after another, as if they were nothing, and she didn't feel the feeling of thunder hitting the top at all.However, the essence in her body was passing away bit by bit, and seeing that she was unable to support the operation of the formation, when the No.40 nine colorful sky thunders fell, she gritted her teeth suddenly, and a familiar sigh sounded in her heart, but she had no time to take care of it. , his hands kept changing his handprints, and he shouted: "Back in time!"

boom……

Accompanied by a loud noise, she narrowly grabs the corner of Mo Zi's sleeve and pulls him back to reality!

In the picture of the past, Mozishou seems to be divided into two, one is brought back to the present by Qianyin, and the other follows the trajectory of Mozishou.

The moment Mo Zixiu's figure appeared in the center of the formation, all the pictures disappeared. In the Great Rift Valley, the mountains were still the same, and the trees were lush.

Tongtian Tower is still standing straight.

However, outside the Great Rift Valley, landslides and trees fell, and it was scorched black!
It was just at dawn, and the clouds in the sky were pitch black, and the rays of the rising sun inlaid a golden edge on the clouds, and wisps of golden light poured on the earth through the gaps between the clouds.

Outside the Great Rift Valley, on a huge blue-white rock, a blood-stained red figure lay quietly.

Qianyin lost the joy of seeing Mo Zixiu again at this moment, and her mood dropped to freezing point!

Compared with the pain of digging out the heart, at this time, the blood-stained figure is like a sharp thorn, piercing straight into the depths of the soul...

"Master..."

Qianyin's energy suddenly faded away, and Mozixiu, who was smiling and full of peach blossoms, was beside her. The messy thoughts in her mind a moment ago were like hair combed by a comb, and everything had a clue.

She finally knew who was there to help her when she was helpless.She also finally knew why the seven-colored thunder that could turn people into ashes as recorded in the book never landed on her.

All because of Zhonghua's help.

She suddenly fell to the ground and vomited blood, Mo Zixiu helped her up, she wiped the blood from her mouth, and staggered towards the bluestone step by step.

Mo Zixiu wanted to say something, opened his lips a few times, and finally followed her pace.

On the big bluestone, the surface is already full of cracks.

There was a wind, and the boulder suddenly and silently shattered, turning into quicksand!

At the moment when Chonghua fell to the ground, Qianyin held him in her arms, her expression was already numb.

In her memory, only when Fang Yiran died, did she have the same expression as Chonghua at this time.

It was a kind of deathly paleness!
His snow-white robe was already a bright red color, which made his face a little more bewitching.

A blush leaped onto his face like a rosy cloud.

Chonghua slowly opened his eyes, not surprised to see Qianyin, he just asked: "Can Mo Zixiu be saved?"

Qianyin hugged him tightly, weeping uncontrollably.

Just when Mo Zixiu came in front of him, Chonghua's gaze fell on him slowly, then slowly retracted, fixedly looked at Qianyin, and smiled: "Qianyin, I want to see you dance as a teacher... do you wish? "

"it is good!"

Qianyin summoned a cloud to lay under Chonghua's body, dancing lightly on the scorched ground.

A not very gorgeous dance.

A farewell funeral dance!

The corners of Chonghua's lips curled up in a joyful and satisfied arc, and he fixed his eyes on her, as if he had never looked at her seriously, his expression was so focused and lingering.

He praised: "Qianyin is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life as a teacher."

He smiled like a child.

Mo Zixiu is like an invisible bystander, watching the light in Chonghua's eyes fade away, watching Qianyin's figure still in the wind, watching her like a moth, knowing that Chonghua is powerless Back to the sky, still full of hope and rushed towards him.

Trying to grab Chonghua's gradually dissipating body...

Qianyin hugged Chonghua's body that had been broken into fly ash, calmly like a stone sculpture.

She said slowly, "Master, what I said yesterday was to lie to you."

"I love Master, and have nothing to do with Brother Mo."

"If you die, if you die...if you die, what should I do, Master..."

Chonghua's smile froze at that moment.When the breath of the warm sun brought by a few breezes hits, in Qianyin's arms, a ray of light turns into a little bit of starlight, taking away the last life of Chonghua!

Tuliu Chonghua sighed softly and became the only voice in the world...

Losing the most important person, is this her curse against the sky?

Qianyin's bloody eyes slowly returned to pitch black, and a line of tears slid down her cheeks soundlessly, before they landed, they had been air-dried.

Mo Zixiu slowly closed his eyes, without the joy of the enemy's death in his heart, seeing Qianyin's numb expression, he suddenly began to envy Chonghua.

He suddenly wishes he had never been resurrected...

If he hadn't been resurrected, at least in her heart, he still had a place.

And now, he is alive.

Chonghua died.

The living Qianyin is nothing more than a shell.

A thousand voices that don't even belong to him.

When the sun shines on the scorched earth, Mo Zixiu stares blankly at the light penetrating Qianyin's body and falling on the scorched grass behind her.

(End of this chapter)