long night walk

Chapter 140 Ning Ming Dies
Bai Lian felt that such a good sword should not be polluted by such foul-smelling blood.

If she hadn't struck too hastily and quickly, drawing the sword out and sweeping away with sword energy, obviously she wouldn't be stained with blood.

"I'm careless, I didn't expect there to be such a sinister thing as the 'candle-eyed ghost' in the chaotic valley."

Wen Hanwei brushed her long black hair that was not messy, and while walking towards Baili'an, she took out a clean silk handkerchief from her sleeve.

Candle-eyed ghosts are a kind of ghosts and evil spirits raised by the Demon Sect in its heyday thousands of years ago.

Using cruel torture to strip and kill practitioners in the world, refine their spiritual power into resentment power, condense it in one eye, and finally give birth to such candle-eyed evil spirits with the fierce wind and fierce fire.

Candle-eyed ghosts are not strong, and if they confront each other head-on, this kind of evil ghost is not even an opponent at the Yuan Kaijing.

But its advantage is that it is as fast as a swift shadow, without a heart and without a trace of breath to find.

In the battle between good and evil, this thing is good at sneak attacks.

If it invades the human body, the whiskers in the eyes can cut off the meridians that store spiritual energy in the practitioner's body, cut off the vitality of the person in an instant, and then occupy the brain of the mind and control the human body.

The method of refining candle-eyed ghosts is too cruel, and it is even evil.

Thousands of years ago, when the Demon Sect fell, thousands of candle-eyed ghosts and the refining scrolls recording evil spirits were completely burned by a red lotus karmic fire.

However, he did not expect that such evil things still existed in this abandoned land.

Wen Hanwei's face remained motionless, but her heart was slightly heavy.

The chaotic valley is a forbidden place in the human world. Now it is the outskirts of the valley, and these unreasonable things in the world have already appeared. If you want to leave this place, you can only go to the center of the deep valley to find the eyes of the living springs in the valley. You can leave safely.

Because in this place, the things you see, the creatures may not be living things, and the grass, trees and earth may not have consciousness and soul.

Before Wen Hanwei approached, Bai Lian stretched out his hand to hold the Yuxiao Sword on the barren rock, pulled out the long sword with a click, and gently wiped the blood-stained sword edge between his arms, and carefully wiped the dirt on the sword edge. After wiping off the blood, he handed the sword to her.

As everyone knows, the moment he pulled out the Yuxiao Sword, Wen Hanwei's cold face froze for a moment, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he stopped involuntarily.

Bai Lian sat on the ground, looked at her quietly, and did not speak.

The fishy wind was blowing on the face, and it was chilly.

The sound of howling wolves sounded from somewhere in the chaotic valley.

Wen Hanwei also looked at him quietly, her surprised eyes quickly calmed down into a calm expression.

She didn't look at the saber she had carried with her for many years, and squatted down, spreading her snow-white robe on the ground, and gently wiped Bai Lian's blood-stained cheek with the silk handkerchief she took out of her sleeve.

This sudden gentle gesture made Bai Lian, who had just woken up, feel a little sleepy again.

There seemed to be the sound of dripping rain coming from the ear. In a place abandoned by the gods like Luanyougu, the rain was definitely an extremely ominous omen.

But when her snowy sleeve brushed her face, the smell of her body came from the slightly itchy nose.

Different from Wen Hanwei's cold and impersonal temperament, this faint smell smells good and warm, like the fragrance of warm water mixed with saponins in the sun in winter.

Bai Lian raised her cheek obediently, narrowed her eyes, and let her wipe it off.

He is a corpse demon, he obviously has no sense of smell, but it is strange that he can feel the warm smell exuding from her body.

Just like the warm water in winter is tasteless, but people can remember what kind of indescribable smell it is.

He knew that this was the warmth and sunlight that he was born as a demon, untouchable.

He was a little greedy and fascinated by this smell, like a moth in the dark yearning for candlelight.

The sound of the rain became more and more urgent, but the clothes of the two of them were not disturbed by half of the rain.

Wen Hanwei retracted the veil, and saw the young man squinting in front of him, looking drowsy.

She couldn't help laughing, and patted his cheek: "Don't sleep, this is not a safe place to sleep."

Bai Lian opened his eyes, but his eyes fell on Wen Hanwei's soft lips. His eyes flickered for a while, but he still couldn't hold back and asked, "Wen... Sister, have you put fragrance on your body?"

Wen Hanwei was taken aback, apparently she did not expect him to ask such a question, she put away the handkerchief, took the Yuxiao Sword, put it back into its sheath, and said: "I haven't rubbed the incense yet."

Bai Lian's eyes were filled with thick ink, as if there was no light in the dark night, and these eyes were very suitable for a creature like him walking in the dark.

He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "You have an unforgettable smell on your body, it's very warm, like sunshine, it smells so good..."

The words without the slightest teasing and frivolity are obviously an outrageous statement, but it doesn't make people feel disgusted.

Wen Hanwei thought for a while, then took another clean veil from his bosom, and put it in his palm.

She thought about it for a while, and said: "I only have two loves in my life, one is practicing swords, and the other is basking in the sun. Maybe what you like is not the smell of me, but the smell of sunshine left by my body. This handkerchief I'll keep it for you to smell, so don't show such a sad expression anymore."

Bai Lian squeezed the veil tightly, and suddenly showed a dumbfounding expression.

He suddenly asked, "sister Wen, did we know each other before? Do you know who I was before I was alive? I..."

When asked here, his eyes suddenly became a little nervous, a little hesitant, and a little cautiously expecting: "Do I still have relatives in this world?"

Wen Hanwei couldn't help opening her eyes slightly: "You don't remember the past?"

Bailian nodded.

Wen Hanwei murmured: "That's right, that's right, now you are a corpse demon, the things of the past life, the things of the past life, the memories of the present death, the memory of the past, none of the ten remains, no wonder..."

She stopped talking suddenly, as if she suddenly remembered an extremely important key point, she stopped talking, but looked at him with a complicated expression.

"Xiao'an, now is not the best time to go back to the past memories. You have seen Ah Jing's appearance. Nowadays, righteous people and hundreds of immortal sects do not tolerate corpses in the world. If you know the past too early, it will only make you die. faster."

She looked at him and said seriously: "You are my only friend, I don't want you to die."

"So, this is the last time I will call you Xiao An."

Bai Lian was stunned, and then smiled wryly: "So, I still need to find all this by myself."

Wen Hanwei patted him on the head and said: "I don't think this is a smart move. Although I don't know what happened back then, I really didn't expect your death to return. In this world , anyone can die, why is it you alone..."

Bai Lian shook his head: "Maybe what you said is very reasonable, maybe the things in the past life will only become unnecessary dangers and burdens for me, but since it was part of my life, I... want to To know."

Be famous without fear, renew every day.

Ning Ming died and lived without silence.

(End of this chapter)