[Ranwan] I can be good without being reborn

He still has a straight face, but he has obtained a lot of good medicinal materials.

Elder Xuanji doesn't often give him things, but Elder Xuanji often instructs him on two cultivation methods, because Chu Wanning has to repair the enchantment of the back mountain from time to time, and he is not always free.

And Elder Xuanji is very gentle.

But now... these people are gone.

The people who knew what he looked like when he was young, now only Chu Wanning and Xue Meng are left-the teacher is not counted, and the garbage is not a person.

He didn't know when he would die, and he didn't know how long they could live. He just wanted to take a good look at these old people, so he had something to think about.

Just like the poem my uncle sang back then.

"I worship the old man half as a ghost"

"Only when we are drunk can we enjoy each other"

——*——

Chu WanNing controlled Huaisha and rode the paper dragon with Mo Ran.Seeing that Mo Ran also came up, Xue Meng was dissatisfied, but with the permission of Master, he had nothing to say, so he had to hold his mouth and sulking.

Mo Ran looked at Xue Meng's deflated appearance and smiled happily.

Zhilong is not a peaceful master either. Chu Wanning is always on top of him on weekdays, but now there are three people on top of him. The sudden increase of the load has caused it to complain a lot: "This seat is the dragon of candle yin. , you mere human beings, how dare you do this!"

Chu Wanning thought about it and ignored it, and Xue Meng ignored him when he was sulking, so Mo Ran panicked, and he and the little dragon also called himself "this seat", so he became interested and said: "Are you The Dragon of Candle Yin is chant, what does it have to do with me?"

"You are so disrespectful to me by shouting at me like this!"

Mo Ran patted it kindly: "It's not the first time, just get used to it."

Paper Dragon: ...Damn even more angry.

And just as they were soaring in the sky, the bones on the ground were gradually gathering together, and gradually piled up into an arc of a bridge.

Hua Binan stood on the edge of the cliff, and a group of handsome men and women stood behind him. Thousands of them mobilized their spiritual power to control the corpses that had been planted with precious chess pieces.

—and finally build a bridge of martyrdom built with flesh and blood.

The author has something to say: I feel like it's almost over QAQ

☆、【Huangshan】Clear dust (1)

The sound of the breaking wind was getting louder, and the shadow of the dragon could be faintly seen between Yunjuan and Yunshu.

Hua Binan frowned, and moved her fingertips slightly, urging the evil spirit of Huangshan to intercept it.

The blood-red vines suddenly soared into the sky, and there were still some flesh and bones hanging on them, which turned red and stinky under the sunlight, which made people feel sick when they saw it.

"What are these things?!" Xue Meng pulled Chu Wanning's sleeves and yelled loudly. The young man's bright voice was completely released at this moment, which shocked Chu Wanning's eardrums.

Chu Wanning's robe turned over like the clouds and waves in the sky, hunting and flying.He raised his hand to ask the sky, the willow vine with golden and red fireworks seemed to be psychic, sensing the enemy in front, it crackled with excitement, bursting and splashing a little bit of fire.

Xue Meng saw that the master had such a stern eyebrow, and he didn't dare to go forward to ask again, so he snorted with his nostrils facing the sky, and reluctantly turned his head to Mo Ran: "...that, Mo Weiyu. You Do you know what these things are?"

Mo Ran glanced at him coldly when he heard the words: "Huangshan evil spirit."

"You all shut up!" Chu Wanning couldn't hear clearly, and thought they were chatting, and turned around and shouted angrily, but it was very similar to the scene many years ago.

Once upon a time...Chu Wanning was also dressed in white clothes, billowing and flying in the wind, the sky burst, and stood in front of them, leaving himself alone to withstand all the wind and waves.

Tianwen golden light flowed, Chu Wanning raised his arms, raised the willow vines, and the willow vines suddenly stretched tens of feet, blowing into a golden "wind" in the air, like a black hole, all the scarlet vines around them Involved in the center of the "wind", under the fierce force of Tianwen, it was cut into thousands of pieces of residue!

"It's been a long time since I saw a master like this..." Mo Ran looked at Chu Wanning's fierce offensive in a daze, his dark purple eyes rarely showed confusion and obsession that he didn't know, "Master Compared with many years ago, his strength seems to be a bit more refined..."

The vines were strangled in a wave, and they all rushed up again without fear of death, forcing Chu Wanning to release several "winds" in a row.The large amount of spiritual power used made him a little overwhelmed, but Xue Meng was a caring child. Seeing the pale face of the master, he quickly carried the dragon city to meet him.

His spiritual power is not as pure as Chu Wanning, nor as powerful as Mo Weiyu. After using large-scale killing moves several times in succession, it is inevitable that he feels exhausted.After hesitating for a moment, seeing the blood-stained appearance of the master's robe, he finally took off the fireworks around his waist and lit them.

The fireworks exploded in the air. If you ignore the deafening explosion and just watch the scene where the fluorescent light falls, it can be called a feast for the eyes.

There was a sudden crackling in Mo Ran's ears, and he recovered from the state of distorted ecstasy.He frowned and stared at these vines without eyes, with a sneer on his lips.

"Things that don't have eyes—"

"Retire from this seat!!"

He is also a sphenoid beauty seat, and compared to blood, he is a little closer to Hua Binan's blood than Song Xingyi, the master of Huabi, so the vines naturally listen to him.They seemed to be unwilling to shake a few times in the air, and then retreated obediently.

"Can you manipulate them?" Xue Meng looked back at him out of breath, his almond eyes stared round, "Since you can... why didn't you come sooner! It made Master and me like this, look, Master Hurt!"

Chu Wanning said coldly: "It's not blood, it's vine juice."

Now it was Xue Meng's turn to be stunned: "How can there be vine juice of this color? I have never seen it before."

Chu Wanning raised his hand and pointed away: "Look."

What to look at?

Xue Meng looked at the rotting corpses piled up like a mountain below, and couldn't restrain himself for a while, so he vomited out on the paper dragon.

Stepping Xianjun is a person who likes to insert needles into every stitch - especially Xue Meng's needles, so he unceremoniously grabbed Chu Wanning's words, "The vines cultivated by these corpses are not red...you still expect him to be a female Is it the pure white and flawless color of God Wa?"

Xue Meng rarely answered the words, but pointed forward with a broken head, and couldn't say a word for a long time, his almond eyes were wide open, full of horror.

After a while, he turned his head in disbelief, stared at Mo Ran for a while with a ghostly expression, and then looked back in a certain direction, his face as ugly as swallowing a fly.

Mo Ran laughed twice, leaning on the paper dragon like a boneless one, his eyes half closed.The sun was warm and warm, causing him to exude a sense of sleepiness from his bones to his flesh.

He changed his position and lay on the little dragon with Mo Dao in his arms, thinking that it would be fine to just fall asleep like this, and it would be best not to wake up again.

But Xue Meng is a person who can spoil the scenery no matter when and where he is. As soon as Mo Ran lay down, Xue Meng shook his shoulders wildly, shaking him so that he was spinning around, and everything was disgusting.

"...What are you doing?" Mo Ran couldn't stand being shaken by him, and Mo Dao came out in response, "Do you want to make me unhappy?"

Xue Meng said: "Look ahead."

Mo Ran barely opened his eyes: "What are you looking at?"

What's there to see ahead?Except for Hua Binan, it is Chu Wanning with a murderous face... Wait, Xue Meng is not looking at Chu Wanning?Could it be that he finally found out that the master is good, and he also fell in love with Chu Wanning?

Mo Ran himself likes such a cold fairy like Chu Wanning, and he naturally thinks that others like Bingshan Beauty as much as himself.

What's more, Shi Mingjing also likes Chu Wanning - this is what Hua Binan admitted to him personally, threatening to bring Chu Wanning back to the devil world sooner or later, and said with a half-smile that he was at a disadvantage, and that he fell in love with someone who had been loved by others. The man who has been crushed on the couch for countless times.

So he had to beware of Xue Meng.Among the three disciples under Chu Wanning's seat, Xue Meng is the most loved by Chu Wanning.If Xue Meng also likes Chu Wanning, Chu Wanning must be more or less sincere...

If it's what I think...

That's really bad.

But he kept Chu Wanning in the Wushan Temple for nearly ten years before he exchanged his plausible "like". If Xue Meng also came to grab Chu Wanning with him, he really wasn't sure that Chu Wanning liked it. It must be myself.

Although he can guarantee that Chu Wanning's people are by his side, Chu Wanning's heart is out of his control—unless he gives Chu Wanning a Zhenlong chess piece.

But somehow, he still didn't want to use the Zhenlong chess piece, he just wanted to see Chu Wanning's most authentic appearance.

Even when he's actually angry, it's still pretty.

"Of course I look at that person!" Xue Meng pointed at "that person" and said, "Except for him, there is only Shizun left. Why do I always stare at Shizun? Do you think that no one knows how to respect you like you?" The teacher is serious."

This seat is obviously deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors, okay... Mo Ran looked in the direction he pointed, and saw "that person" in Xue Meng's mouth—that is, Hua Binan.After that, he immediately closed his eyes, as if stained by something disgusting: "Look at him? What's so good about him?"

"Look how much he looks like Shi Mo!" Xue Meng looked at Mo Ran strangely, "When Shi Mo died, I remember that your dog cried more fiercely than me, why is it indifferent now?"

Mo Ran didn't even bother to answer, he just answered "I don't care about your ass at every turn", turned over, jumped under the bridge of martyrdom, and ran to hide in the pile of dead people.

He was really too lazy to tell Xue Meng the ins and outs of all this.

In fact, what is there to say?

Things are already like this, those people who deserve to die are all dead, and those who don't deserve to die are also dead, and no one can change their lives.

No one can save it.

Holding the Mo Dao, he took a deep breath of the air mixed with the smell of carrion. The irritating gas made him calm down a bit.

But—the way Hua Binan hugged the child and talked softly just now was really two-faced.

But this seat is disgusting, bah.

The author has something to say: the last time I was in a hurry, I didn't finish all the writing.After three or four times of scattered repairs, I finally felt a little complete.

Hmm... let's just watch it QAQ