the same wind

Star Soul almost killed Luna.

The punishment for Shao Siming was hidden from him, if it weren't for the fact that Da Si Ming softly said "she is not dead yet" when he stopped him, I am afraid that the Yin Yang family would lose the two majors while losing Shao Siming. Dharma protector.

The cliff where Shao Siming fell was very high, no matter how good his lightness kung fu was, no one in this world would be able to safely descend to the bottom of the valley, unless, it was the white phoenix against the sand.

Xinghun waits for Baifeng's return in the forest that Baifeng must pass through when returning from his mission.

Looking at the bloody morning glow in the sky, Shao Siming had a vague sense of foreboding. Calculated, this should be the third day of Baifeng's mission. Except for some mostly white birds that sometimes fly to the house, there is nothing else. It was very quiet all the time, and when there were birds flying and landing on the windowsill, Shao Siming would pick up the bird food that Baifeng's family had distributed and sprinkle them on.

In those sunny afternoons, Shao Siming looked at the sun, and sometimes, she even forgot that she was a killer.

Bai Feng, when are you coming back?Shao Si Ming began to miss him suddenly.

"Everyone in the Yin Yang family likes to play hide and seek?" Bai Feng said coldly.

Xinghun gradually revealed his figure: "Return Shao Siming to the Yinyang family." Xinghun's eyes were peaceful.

"From your tone, it seems that I went to Yinyang's house to snatch Shao Si's life, instead of saving her." Bai Feng sneered.

"I don't have time to play word games with you, where is she now?" Xinghun gradually became murderous.

"What if I don't tell you?" Bai Feng raised his eyebrows, his fingertips were covered with feathers, his right hand was slightly tightened, and a little blood oozes from his shoulder, gradually staining his snow-white clothes, dazzling and eye-catching.

Like a blooming flower on the other side, revealing the breath of death, Baifeng is still very familiar with her smell. At the moment when the leaves grow again, Baifeng wants to bet whether she will save herself even if the bet is his. Useless life.

When Xinghun rushed towards him, Baifeng closed his eyes, and then the breeze blew by, all the leaves condensed together, and Shao Siming stood in front of Baifeng, "Stop." Without the support of yin and yang, the leaves are fragile Vulnerable, Feng brushed Shao Siming's hair lightly on Bai Feng's face, Bai Feng thought he had won the bet, it turned out that his life still had some value.

Xinghun froze for a moment, the distance between them was so close, the ground was covered with fragile leaves, emitting an unpleasant smell of burnt, he was waiting for her to speak.

After a moment of silence, the girl's voice echoed in the air, "Master Xinghun, please come back, Shao Siming of the Yin Yang family has left this world the moment his Yin Yang technique was abolished, and there will be someone who will hold the position of Shao Si Ming in the future." I will continue to serve. The Yin-Yang family really doesn’t need a waste like me who doesn’t have Yin-Yang skills. I thank Master Xinghun for all the help he gave to Shao Siming when he was at the Yin-Yang Family. However, killers shouldn’t have too many fantasies. Master Xinghun is good at doing things for himself, thank you for caring about Master Xinghun, Shao Siming will live well, even if he is a walking corpse, there is no way to repay him in this life, I will try my best to repay Master Xinghun's kindness in the next life."

After finishing speaking, she turned around proudly, and then supported Bai Feng.

Not even tears.

Bai Feng whistled, calling for the distant Phoenix.

Raindrops began to fall from the sky, and Phoenix returned home as fast as possible, while the people on the bird's back were silent all the way.

Xinghun looked at the burnt leaves in front of him, most of them had been burned to ashes, but they still kept the shape of the leaves, and after being drenched by the rain, all the leaves were wiped out, leaving no one, as if the sky did it on purpose, Without leaving any memories for him, the rain dripped down his hair until an umbrella appeared on his head, a patch of sky——it was Da Si Ming.It was also because of the protection of this umbrella that the only remaining leaf fell intact in Xinghun's palm.

At that moment, Xinghun heard the sound of his heart being shattered and falling to the ground.

Killers, really shouldn't have feelings.