Traveling through the little expert and his wonderful employers

In the Nine Heavens, there are clusters of majestic palaces surrounded by clouds and mist, and the golden light shines from a distance.

The boy in white came out from the Nine Heavens Temple, shouting one after another, "The Lord of the Mountain can't go!"

The young man was half-armed, wearing a simple white robe without any patterns or accessories, but he dressed him in a very elegant and elegant way. What didn't match was the wooden sword in his hand. The rough workmanship was a bit ridiculous.

But no one dared to laugh.Because the sword is in the boy's hand.

Alone, peacefully surrounded by heavy siege, the endless immortal soldiers formed a silver sea.

On the mighty heavenly horse, the silver-robed and golden-armored general frowned: "The last general was ordered to stay here, Mountain Lord, you really can't go up..."

The boy's tone was light, and he couldn't hear his emotions: "I want to see him."

The general took a deep breath, and pointed his halberd sharply at him, "Since that's the case, don't blame the general for being rude—"

Pointing all the silver spears at him, the young man just shook his head: "You can't stop me."

He came to the Immortal Palace to look for his senior brother, and when he asked, there was a gasp in the Nine Heavens Temple.Everyone looked like they had seen a ghost, and advised him to look away, Qi Buyan is now willing to be punished... He just knew that his senior brother took the nine-turn soul lamp and came back to confess his guilt, and was escorted to the Zhuxian Terrace beyond the Twelve Heavens God punished.

What kind of sky, what kind of lamp, whether God punishes God or not, what does it have to do with him?

He just wanted to see him.

Ask him personally, why did you ask him to wait, why didn't you come back.

The boundless fairy soldiers are like a surging silver ocean. The wooden sword in the young man's hand cut off the spear and halberd, piercing the flesh and blood, and the blood dripped from the tip of the sword.

The day was replaced by a starry night, and for three consecutive days, the fighting outside the gate continued.The Jiuzhongtian, which was originally spotless and full of fairy light, became bloody.

At this time, the leader of the army has been replaced by Immortal Xuanli, with the two mighty maces in his hands, the golden light is shining, and there is a strong wind when he swings them, and he shouted: "To form an array—"

Eight rows of Golden Armored Immortal Soldiers came from eight directions and surrounded the pinned-down teenagers. Tens of thousands of golden lights formed an impenetrable giant net.The "Nine Heavens Extinguishing Demon Formation", which was famous in the six worlds in the battle between immortals and demons ten thousand years ago, has reappeared today.But only to trap one person.

The young man's sword was blocked, his body was stagnant, and his white robe was oozing with blood.However, his face is like jade, his eyes are clear, there is no trace of pain or confusion, if it is not for the sword in his hand, the blood on his body is like a fairy who has left the world.

Xianjun Xuange flew straight out of the fairy rope bound in his sleeve, and said in a deep voice, "You are the lord of Jiuyi Mountain, and the Nine Yi spirit veins connect the luck of the human and immortal realms, but now you want to disregard the sixth world for your own selfishness. Realm?! Let’s say that senior brother of yours is willing to be punished, why do you need to save him?”

As if he didn't hear it, the young man cut off the fairy rope with his sword.

Xianjun Xuange's handprints were flipped over, and the three bundles of immortal ropes were ready to go. The Antarctic immortal reached out to stop him, "... In the past, Emperor Yuanshi Tiandi realized Taoism in Jiuyi Mountain, broke off the peach tree on the top of the mountain, and cut it into a wooden sword. Nine Yi, can kill everything. Now 8000 million years have passed, although he has not recognized him as the master, he is willing to be used by him..."

Xuan Ge seemed to think of something, and turned pale with shock, "That's..."

Nanji Xianweng nodded: "The yue driftwood sword."

Everyone could see the exhaustion of the young man, the white robe was repeatedly soaked in blood, red and black, and his body was covered with bone-piercing scars, as if he would fall down in the next moment.But after an unknown amount of time, he was still standing and fighting with his sword.The demons that came out of the nether world were not as good as he made Jiu Chongtian tremble.

An empty voice came from far away, indifferent but implying great power, reverberating for nine days: "Let him go."

The space in mid-air twisted and fluctuated, and a phantom emerged. It was tall and tall, with a golden robe and jade crown, and its majesty could not be seen directly.Ten thousand people bowed down in unison: "Emperor Jiuhua——"

The boy glanced at the phantom and passed through the gate.

There was silence behind him.

The blood-clothed boy walked up to the twelve heavens step by step.The heavy clouds above his head made his heart and lungs hurt every time he took a breath, the tip of the sword pointed to the ground, and the hand holding the sword faintly showed bones, leaving a winding trail of blood behind him.

Cheng Xiaobai was very calm in his heart. He thought a lot on the way to the Immortal Palace, and there was no need to think about it now.

The phrase "everything depends on me" in the sea of ​​fire when I first met.

That night's wind, lights, crowds, fireworks, and his fingertips brushing his face in the Mingyue Tower, the ups and downs of tenderness in his eyes.

He rolled up his sleeves, showing a serious look when he was cutting fish and cooking.

He took his collar and soared straight up.

The curvature of his mouth every time he lied.

The cliff they stood on.

At the end of the memory, the stars are brilliant and the wind is bitter.

200 years of company, 300 years of waiting.

The ties that go deep into the bone marrow are fused into every inch of flesh and blood, and the 500-year reluctance to part.

If the senior brother didn't come back, then go find him.

There is nothing more normal than this, so simple that you don't need to worry about it.

The man on the high platform sat cross-legged quietly, his heavy purple clothes were like a cluster of fire in a black cloud, his eyes had a faint smile, and his whole body was full of unconcealable romantic loveliness.The Zhuxiantai, which is full of souls and souls, and full of hostility, has also become radiant.

If it weren't for the god-binding chains wrapped around his hands and feet, he would be like a lotus platform sitting in front of the Buddha's throne.

The moment the thick clouds surged and the thunder fell, the man who was sitting quietly closed his eyes slowly.

Cheng Xiaobai was seeing this scene.

Leaping forward, he appeared on the high platform in the blink of an eye, cutting off the God-binding chain with a single strike.Tianlei slashed at his back with the power of destroying heaven and earth, and his flesh and blood splattered instantly.But he still protects the person in his arms, even if there is no warmth within his reach.

The young man suddenly turned his head up and screamed, his eyes were about to split open, and his eyes were bloodshot: "Ah—————————————————————!"

He killed one person and one sword for three days and three nights outside Jiuchongtian, and finally got a cold body.

how could be?Brother must be lying...

Suddenly, the force collided uncontrollably in the body, like thunder exploding, and a black vortex was faintly formed behind him.All the violent auras between heaven and earth gathered together.The vortex grew bigger and bigger, and the boy's loose black hair flew freely in the strong wind.

The dark clouds and hostile energy in Zhuxian Terrace gathered rapidly, and the sky seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand. In the huge gap, the skyfire magma and water poured down.

Thunder and lightning flashed, mountains collapsed, temples shattered, and floods flooded.Day and night are chaotic, and the sun and the moon are reversed.There was crying and wailing in the sky and the earth.

The sky was cut in pieces, and the peeling debris fell in layers.

The plane began to crumble.

The young man didn't seem to feel it. Holding the cold body in his arms, he brushed the end of the man's eyes with his fingertips, leaving a glaring drop of blood. He whispered softly in his ear,

"Brother, I'll take you home."

The next second, the boy closed his eyes.

Passing through the security department on the 37th floor of the company building, the situation is chaotic.

Seven or eight people gathered around the operating table, struggling to suppress the body, hands and feet of the person on the stage.The young man was in a semi-comatose state, as if he had lost consciousness, but the terrifying power surging out of his body made people sweat, and he didn't dare to be distracted at all.

Qiao Xiaoling pulled out the needle and shook his head, "The calming serum has no effect, and the power riot is still going on..."

"what happened?"

"Under the huge stimulation, his blood has been completely awakened, and his current body can't bear it at all. If this continues, he will explode and die..."

The man's fingertips touched the boy's eyebrows, and then he frowned fiercely,

"Why can't his power be sealed?"

Li Qiu hesitated for a moment, "I guess it's because his obsession is too deep. The emotion that caused his power riot will not calm down, and his power will not be restrained."

The slender and white hand cut open the chest, close to the heart vein, feeling the pulsating warmth under the palm,

"Then I'll even seal his memory."

Cheng Xiaobai tried to open his eyes wide, but he could only see the lips of the familiar figure move slightly, and he couldn't remember what he said at the moment of coma.

Immediately fell into the boundless darkness.

The man stood there in a daze, his eyes heavy.The boy lying on the bed was as quiet and peaceful as if he was asleep.But Qi Buyan knew that he was forgetting him.

Li Qiu came over and patted him on the shoulder, "He's fine, I advise you to worry about yourself first..." After pondering for a moment, he said, "This time you suffered the backlash of the plane for him, and you've got to forget the cause and effect." , don't bother me any more..."

Qi said nothing.

Three years later, the boy seemed to wake up, and the man in front of the bed turned and walked out.

Life has been uneventful since then.

He is still Qi Buyan with a clear smile and a warm and affectionate heart.

He personally erased the past 500 years between them.

He was still Cheng Xiaobai who was roaring and complaining for thousands of miles.

I just remember that I just finished wearing a martial arts plane, and the romance department transferred a new manager who was so handsome that he had no friends.

At dusk, the figures in the corridor were stretched obliquely.Meet on a narrow road.

"Hi, manager."

The boy's tone was polite and alienated, his eyes were full of guard and vigilance towards strangers.

The man nodded lightly, "Yes."

Pass by.

There are three thousand and one dreams in the world of mortals. When I wake up from the dream, I don't know who he is.

so good.No more persistence and waiting.