Master, do you want an appointment? [Cultivation]

Chapter 95 Where to Find the Past ([-])

The vanity only thinks that he is deaf.

He subconsciously said: "Nonsense!"

"No nonsense, if you work hard, you'll know." Yin Chi smiled, with malicious intentions, like a cat stealing fish.

Vanity's face was blank, and Yin Chi supported her feet.

Facts have proved that the solution is not to be old-fashioned or not old-fashioned, but to work.

It's also strange that the two of them achieved good things in the past by relying on Yin Chi's unscrupulous methods.Vanity is a person who will always stand in the same place, not saying anything, not advancing or retreating, you have to go forward to force him, and you have to chase him closely to get one or two answers.

Yin Chi is confident that holding a fiery heart to cover, sooner or later he will be able to melt vanity, a person carved from ice, into a spirit made of water.

With heavy wind and heavy snow, a picture suddenly flashed in Yin Chi's mind.In a small bamboo house, an incense burner is placed on the table, and smoke rises from it.Outside the house is a dense bamboo forest, and the whistling wind slanted the green bamboo and brought rain and snow.

The three or four-year-old boy was wrapped round in one piece of clothes after another, stood up from the bed with difficulty, slipped on his feet and fell to the ground.He wore a lot, and the bed under his feet was even softer. There was nothing wrong with him, so he got up and wanted to tug on his pants that had been stretched down to the soles of his feet.However, it is not allowed to obstruct it by means of horns and short clothes.

When the little boy found that he couldn't do it, he decided to crawl.A bamboo step, half of which is a child's bed, and the other half is pure green bamboo, and one person is meditating with his eyes closed.

The little boy crawled over gruntingly, put his hands on his master's legs, raised his head to observe twice, and felt that his master should not have noticed anything, so he got his head under the master's arm, and climbed into the master's body with all four feet together. arms.He sat on Master's lap and rolled himself up, a little soft one.

The west wind was beating against the windows, making noise, but the house was exceptionally quiet.The little doll couldn't calm down, and stuck her neck against her flashy chest, um, it was still close.He reached his body, and his head went straight to the flashy chest. He heard the heartbeat, once, twice, slowly and steadily.The little baby didn't know why, so she was overjoyed, she smiled and rolled her eyes, revealing two rows of small white teeth.

He grabbed the master's clothes, kicked his feet and tried to stand up, but was dragged down by the slipped pants again, and if he couldn't stand firmly, he would fall again.Naturally, a hand caught him, with clear white and slender joints.That hand held the little baby's buttocks, and the little baby happily called out: "Master."

After the call, the situation is not right now, his little foot is still stepping on his master's leg.So he immediately changed his voice, his face drooped, his mouth shrunk, and he felt wronged: "Master~ Ah Chi misses you~"

It can be said that she was acting like a baby to the best of her ability, and her tone was protracted and full of twists and turns.

Fuhua fell silent, he supported Yin Chi with one hand, the little doll was very obedient, and obediently stretched out his arms to put his arms around Huahua's neck, rubbed his face against Huahua's shoulders, and then gave a "bah" to Huahua's face.A pair of eyes, twinkling and twinkling, like stars in the Milky Way.

Hua Hua hugged him with one hand and helped him pull up his trousers with the other, and put him aside after making sure they were put on.The little doll rushed forward and put her arms around her flashy thighs: "Master~"

Pompous eyes drooping, puzzled: "What?"

The little baby blinked: "Achi and you, okay? You meditate, and Achi will sit on your lap and make sure you don't move around."

Vanity: "..." I don't really believe it.

Yin Chi twisted and twisted: "How about it~"

Vanity: "..." If you don't hug him up, he will climb up again when he is taller.Fuhua chose to pick him up and put him on his lap. Yin Chi was happy, and pouted again at his master's hand.

"Don't make trouble." Fuhua closed her eyes, and gave her last advice.Yin Chi repeatedly agreed, found a good place in Fuhua's arms, and fell asleep after squinting.

Vanity meditates and he sleeps, very harmonious.In winter, it's time to sleep.

Yin Chi returned to his senses in a blink of an eye, and couldn't help looking at the vanity's eyes, which were like the surface of a frozen lake without any ripples.

The wind and snow shrouded them all around, forming a natural barrier. They were noisy, but it made the center of the wind and snow even more silent.

"You, don't you have anything to say to me?"

The medicine has slowly taken effect, and for the first time, Hua Hua knows what heat feels like.Scratching the heart and scratching the liver, restless and restless.He used exercises to try to suppress it, and his mind really calmed down.But as soon as Yin Chi spoke, all previous efforts were wasted, and he tasted anger.

Annoyed Yin Chi is calculating, annoyed Yin Chi can't help himself, annoyed Yin Chi relies on his own reluctance to do whatever he wants.

There was hoarseness in the pompous voice: "Have you ever thought about it, you are my disciple."

"Rules and etiquette, ethics are always upright, are you the one who cares about these?"

Yes, don't care.He doesn't care whether he is accused by thousands of people and cast aside by thousands of people, and he doesn't care whether he will be famous forever or be infamous forever.But he cared about Yin Chi, that little Yin Chi nestled in his arms.He grew up holding him, learned the warmth of the world, and felt the softness of a child.

He opened his mouth, but Yin Chi took the opportunity to kiss him, and the entanglement of the tip of his tongue brought a deeper throbbing.

Yin Chi couldn't control his heartbeat.Simply let it go.

He bit the tip of Fanhua's ear, and said: "Fanhua, you love me. You can't hide your love for someone, relatives or lovers, kisses are different."

Vanity wants to hear but not hear, but it has no choice.He clenched his hands tightly, and his strength had slowly recovered, but the burning pain in his chest could not be relieved.

"Fantasy, I am in love with you. When I woke up and saw you, I thought, how can you be so good-looking."

"Fantasy, although I can't remember the past, but the feelings are still there. Listen, this heart has never been beating so fast."

"vanity……"

Yin Chi's beginning was successful, but unfortunately there was a small deviation in the process.He coveted the flashy beauty, and thought that no matter what he said, he should have the upper hand, but in the end he was held down in the snow, like this or that.

Don't tell me, it really hurts.Yin Chi had no choice but to comfort himself, it's all the same, his pain is better than that of vanity.Yes, that's how you feel for your sweetheart.

It was rare for Taishang Xuefeng to stop for a moment and the snow fell, even the wind fell silent.

The plum blossoms made of snow are either blooming or budding, and the two are entangled together, surrounded by wind, snow, and lush plum forests.

There is no night in too much snow, just as there is no day in the [-]th floor of Wujianhai.

What is the most important thing in terms of vanity.Flashy doesn't know.If you ask him what he cares about, he may be able to answer, his sword, his way, and his disciples.

But Yin Chi seemed to have torn his disciples apart.

Demonic energy and immortal energy mutually restrain each other.Vanity got up, his mind and soul were stabilized, all the hidden wounds on his body recovered, and he even felt a faint sense of progress.There are two streams of qi flowing in the veins, immortal qi and demonic qi, fighting each other and increasing each other. When he can straighten out and combine these two auras, it will be the time for him to break through the shackles and achieve great success in the way of nature.

Fuhua closed his eyes, and in an instant, Merlin was wiped out.It was snow all over the sky again, there was no wind, they were slowly floating in the air, but they had to fall to the ground unwillingly.

Beautiful things are destroyed in an instant, and anyone who sees them will feel sad.What's more, Manshan plum blossoms were given to Yin Chi by vanity.

"What are you doing?"

Yin Chi supported Xue and sat up, his voice slightly hoarse.No matter how well he was, he still felt a little uncomfortable.He cleared his throat while putting on his clothes: "Are you angry? If you are angry, come to me and return the flowers."

Vanity stands up, clouds and mists are made into clothes, and frost is colored.He turned his head and glanced at Yin Chi, light and light, transparent and clear.What he was looking at didn't seem to be Yin Chi, but a patch of snow, a wisp of wind, or a speck of dust.

The blood on Yin Chi's face faded instantly.

Without the plum blossom forest, Taishang Xuefeng became a vast expanse of whiteness, empty.Hua Hua withdrew his gaze, and walked to the foot of the mountain in two or three steps.Yin Chi hurried to catch up: "Fantastic! Wait! What are you doing!"

Fuhua picked up the restored Ruixue, pinched the spine of the sword with his fingers, and Yin Chi hurried up to grab it, barely holding the blade, and Fuhua had already broken the long sword.Small fragments no longer than the length of a knuckle fell, and Yin Chi grasped only a few pieces of wreckage in his palm.

Yin Chi fell into the debris in the snow in a daze.The vanity let go, and the hilt of the sword was also buried in the snow.

A sword light flashed in front of Yin Chi's eyes, and Yin Chi saw a person, that person was in a mess and his face was covered with snow.He has a pair of black eyes, and he looks at him, calm and turbulent, full of love.He handed him his sword.Jianxiu's sword is fate.The sword is with the people, and the sword is dead and the people are dead.

In this way, vanity is not a pure swordsmanship.But Fu Canghan was right, Fu Canghan's sword broke into the scabbard silently the moment Fu Canghan died.

Yin Chi couldn't tell whether he felt bitter or astringent, pain or hatred in his heart at this moment.He just leaned down and collected all the pieces into his arms.

Vanity turned around again and took out the half-cast Zhujun from the flames.Mr. Zhu suddenly lost the tempered flame, and the spiritual energy in it immediately rioted.Wumingjian didn't understand what was going on in this situation at all, so he had to stop it when he saw the vanity taking the sword.

It was rare for Wumingjian to speak, and his voice was quite calm: "This is Ah Chi's."

Hua Hua broke the sword with one finger: "He is dead. Since he is dead, the sword should follow him."

Vanity wrapped the bamboo king, which was broken into two pieces and lost its brilliance, with a white cloth.Yin Chi got up, his lips were tightly pursed and turned white: "Fantasy, what do you mean?"

Vanity waved his hand, whether it was the forging platform or the hut at the foot of the mountain, it was all turned into fine particles of snow.He threw Mr. Zhu to the place where the hut used to be, and an arched snow bag was piled up on the spot, like a tomb.

Yin Chi watched helplessly as a tombstone engraved with the words "Yin Wanchao" lifted up, trembling with anger.

If in the past he would have had a good time with Huahua without saying a word.But now he has endured it, gritted his teeth and controlled himself: "Fantasy, yesterday I was said to be Yin Wanchao, and today I erected a monument. Don't you give me a reason?"