At the beginning, I accepted the Empress as a disciple, but she turned out to be a rebel disciple.

It is still the heavenly room of the Nanquan restaurant, and the white veil tent is full of spring.

Luo Qian lifted the quilt, walked to the window, pushed the window open, and the cold wind whizzed, swept away the beauty in the house, and also washed away the smell of heather flowers in the house.

Luo Qian only felt refreshed for a while, and looked out the window.

On the horizon, the sunset is not falling, the afterglow is wisps, the noise on the street is gradually rising, gradually lively, the shops on the street are sparsely opened, passers-by are three by two, looking very concerned, as if discussing what happened in the city lord's mansion yesterday.

Luo Qian glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze, looked back at the messy clothes on the ground, sighed slightly, and packed up.

The sunset penetrated the house, and the light fell on the lying girl after passing through the white gauze, and the fair skin was dyed golden.

The girl collapsed weakly on the bed, even after resting for a long time, her face still had a flush that was difficult to fade, her hands were placed next to her head, and she was biting a wisp of blue silk in her mouth, and she looked sweaty.

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of Luo Qian going back and forth, walking from the window to the bed, thinking that he was going to toss again, and gasped carefully: "No, don't."

Luo Qian smiled, gently covered her with the quilt, put both hands into the bed, and said, "You rest first, I'll go and prepare something to eat." "

Hmm..." Su

Yingmo pulled up the quilt to cover his face, leaving only half of his forehead outside, and when he heard the sound of the door closing when Luo Qian went out, he poked his head out again and stared at the ceiling blankly.

Q, what is it like to push down Master?

Su Yingmo couldn't answer, at this moment, in addition to her whole body being weak and weak, a wave of shame also surged up.

It was an impulse, and there would inevitably be a trace of emptiness in her heart at this moment, but it was regret, and it couldn't be talked about, maybe in her subconscious, this scene would happen sooner or later.

And more emotions are shyness, shyness, shame!

Su Yingmo thought about the absurd things last night and today, and couldn't help but arch his instep, curl up his toes, and secretly scold himself for being too ... No, how can you blame yourself? Of course it is....

"Hmph, bad master!"

Luo Qian, who went out, did not hear the girl's shy and indignant whisper, he just went out, the door next door also opened, and a big white ball jumped straight from inside.

"Twitter, twitter?"

Yiyi skillfully jumped onto Luo Qian's shoulder and chirped, to the effect that - how come it didn't come out for a day, it's really a bird that is in a hurry! What happened to Momo? And so on....

A trace of weakness flashed under Luo Qian's eyes, touched Yiyi's head, and said with a smile: "You said Su Yingmo?" Well...... She has nothing to do, just rest and rest.

He skipped the first question, and Yiyi didn't care, flicked his wings, and said - Ben Bird Bird is hungry!

"Okay, let's eat."

Luo Qian took Yiyi in his arms and walked downstairs.

After walking through the corridor and coming to the restaurant, Luo Qian thought about it and ordered a beef fried noodle and white porridge and some dishes to replenish his body, and also ordered preserved meat for Yiyi.

Luo Qian was thinking about things while eating, and by the way, he called Wang Xiaoer to ask about the situation in the city.

Yiyi gobbled up the meat and asked Luo Qian to order two portions, if Luo Qian must criticize it in the past, what if he ate it so much that he couldn't fly? But at the moment he was clearly not in the mood.

When he finished eating, Luo Qian sent the meal to Su Yingmo's room, the girl was still covering her head, looking like a shy little lamb, and she didn't dare to stick out her head to look at him, on the one hand, she was afraid that the master would pounce like a jackal, tiger and leopard, she couldn't stand it.

Luo Qian knew that this was caused by the relationship between the two changing too quickly, and overnight he changed from a teacher and friend to a rebellious disciple, and it was difficult to adapt for a while, and it would be good to wait two days to estimate it.

After some advice, Luo Qian closed the door and returned to his room.

He could feel an extra force in his body, rampage inside him, surging and uncontrollable.

Luo Qian sat cross-kneeled on the bed, looking inwardly at his body, and was surprised to find that there was not one more in his body, to be precise, two wisps of moon white and red energy were intertwined, and no one was obedient to the other.

That wisp of crimson came from Su Yingmo, with her breath, it should have been transmitted when the two were combined, but what about that wisp of moon white?

Luo Qian's expression changed suddenly, and he sensed the breath of the moon from the white of the moon, ancient and vicissitudes.

At this moment, he was sure that this energy came from the Moon Monarch, but how could the Moon Monarch's power appear in his body? Luo Qian couldn't figure it out.

He tried to force the wisp of moon white out of his body, but it was tightly twisted with Crimson, and he couldn't get it out alive.

After many temptations, Luo Qian didn't find any harm in it, so he put it on the table, chose to let it go, hit them at will, turned his head and began to cultivate the White Tibetan Sutra.

Who knows, the two energies of Moon White and Crimson suddenly separated, and with the operation of the White Tibetan Sutra, they were directly absorbed by him.

Although the two strands of energy were pitiful, they were jaw-droppingly pure, like compressing the stars into a speck of dust, and after Luo Qian absorbed them, the realm began to skyrocket, and he couldn't stop at all.

Zifu Ichige.

Zifu Duo.

Purple House Mie.

Purple House Shie.

Purple House Gojue.

......

Zifu Kuju!

And this has not stopped, Luo Qian is like a fish across the dragon gate, the divine soul and body began to transform, and the bottleneck of the mortal realm was broken in one fell swoop.

Transform into one.

Double.

Threefold.

......

Transform into a ninefold thing!

In the end, he stepped into the Xuan Realm, and he couldn't stop until he reached the triple level of the Xuan Realm.

Luo Qian opened his eyes, only felt that his body was full of power, not to mention that he killed a purple mansion demon beast with a punch, it was the Moon Monarch who appeared again... Forget it, it seems that it can't be beaten.

At the same time, he felt that something was extra on his body, and when he looked in the mirror, there was a crescent-shaped mark on his eyebrows, which appeared from time to time.

This is the authority of the moon?!

No, it's just a fragment.

After Luo Qian calmed down, he found that this authority was not complete, it was only about one-tenth of the authority of the Moon Monarch.

But even so, it was the authority of the moon, the power of the rules that did not belong to him now, and the height of the person was unimaginable.

Luo Qian tried to drive the power of authority, but he waited for a long time without moving, and it was obvious that the crescent mark did not bird him.

Is it the wrong method?

Luo Qian recalled the details of the battle between the Moon Sovereign and the girl in the purple dress, and his eyes lit up.

He first opened the door, and after making sure that there was no one outside, he locked the door firmly, stood in the center of the room, and shouted softly: "The brilliance of the moon will not be extinguished for thousands of years, the inheritor of the moon will be blessed by him, and the authority over the moon will punish all those who despise the moon." After

Luo Qian finished shouting, his eyebrows itched, and the crescent mark lit up, and then... There will be no then.

Broken, I'm in a bag of green sky?!

Luo Qian shouted again without believing in evil, and as a result, there was no other change except that his forehead lit up.

..........

In the desolation, a palace carved out of white jade and glazed glazed tiles stands quietly, where there is no sunrise or sunset, only an ancient moon hanging eternally in the sky.

In the deep palace, a moon-white figure sat upright, with a guqin in front of it, slender white jade fingers on the silver string, gently and slowly twisted, the sound of the piano was faint, sometimes like rain hitting duckweed, sometimes like a mountain orchid blooming, from the sound of the silent wind, transmitted to the moon.

Suddenly, as soon as the sound of the piano stopped, a figure walked in, knelt down on one knee and said, "Master, the sect has sent a message to inquire about the death of the Fire Lord."

After the moon-white figure was silent for a long time, he spoke: "Let's just say that he coveted my beauty and was killed by my sword."

"..."

Another moment of silence.

"However, the sect knows that the Fire Lord likes it... Man. The

moon-white figure shook his fingers against the strings, and only after a long time said, "Then you can find a reason at will."

The kneeling figure nodded, thought about it, and asked boldly: "Master, have you really divided the authority?"

Yuebai Shadow glanced at it and did not speak again.

"Okay, I see, the master is really so optimistic about him?"

This time, Yuebai Shadow was no longer silent and said, "He is Bai Zang."

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