long night walk

Chapter 783 The Forgotten Name

Chi Yao is like a pool of blood, and suddenly the whole pool boils and heats up, violent water bubbles roll and burst, thick blood mist floats up, and gathers ethereally on the stone statue.

Chi Yao was born with highly poisonous blood. After evaporating through this blood pool, the poisonous effect of the blood was greatly reduced, and the blood mist was so thick that it condensed into blood dew on the surface of the stone statue.

The man took out a porcelain jade bottle from his sleeve, facing the mouth of the bottle, and was about to collect the blood of Chi demon that had condensed on the stone statue.

The space suddenly became cold, and the man suddenly felt that the surrounding temperature was dropping at a terrifying speed.

The boiling and dispersed blood mist made a slow freezing sound, and the blood of the chi monster that would not fall on the stone statue was completely turned into blood-red ice beads.

"Ding Ling..."

In the dark legal realm, the clear and crisp sound of cold jade colliding reverberated, like a clear spring stone, clear and crisp.

Her gown was scorching like flowers, like fire or maple, but not strong, like a red candle shining coldly, all thoughts are naturally cold and disgusting.

Seeing the unrepentant eyebrows clearly, the man's pupils shrank violently, his brows darkened unconsciously, and he said gloomily, "It's you?"

Yin Baishuang took off his coat and sleeves, and held the unsheathed Hanzhi Sword in his hand, the sharp edge of the sword reflected the cold light and was still stained with bright red blood.

She dragged an unconscious man with her left hand, and swung her slender arms forward, throwing the unconscious man to the man's feet.

The pair of apricot eyes, which were extremely cold, swept across the man's face, and said in a flat tone: "It's you."

The faint words made the man's face stiffen, and completely dispelled the fluke mentality in his heart.

He didn't expect that he had always kept a low profile in Tianxi Sword Sect, and this arrogant and crazy young master of Cangwu Palace could still remember him.

The man raised his dark eyeballs, unconsciously stroked the golden daisy pattern on his sleeves with his fingers, and looked at the woman in front of him coldly like a snake.

But seeing her holding a sword in one hand, the chilly icy edges hovering around her body, exuding a thrilling beauty from top to bottom, which is indescribable.

The red dress was spotless, except for a few drops of blood splashed between her fair cheeks, which made her cold and bleak look bloody and monstrous.

He knew that since this woman had the ability to come here, it meant that none of the subordinates he arranged on the periphery would be spared.

The man spread out his palm, raised a cold sword, and with a wave of his arm, he killed the subordinate at his feet who was leading the way for her.

Blood spattered for three steps, but he didn't show any killing intent, and his movements were as easy as killing a chicken.

The man withdrew his sword and saluted Yin Baishuang politely, and said in a low voice, "I have seen Palace Master Yin Shao."

Yin Baishuang glanced at the subordinate who was clutching his neck and twitching, and finally lost his vitality. There was no sympathy in his cold almond eyes: "What are you playing?"

The man's expression was meticulous: "I heard that Young Palace Master Yin has a blood feud with Tianxi Sword Sect. Coincidentally, I am also like this."

Yin Baishuang sneered: "What? Don't you still want to drag me to plot against Tianxi Sword Sect with you?"

The man said: "Don't dare to have such greedy thoughts, the knot between Young Palace Master Yin and Tianxi Sword Sect is a personal grievance, Young Palace Master Yin came from a noble background, which symbolizes the entire Cangwu Palace, it seems that it cannot be provoked by selfish desires and grudges. Controversy between the two.

It's just that I'm different from Palace Master Yin Shao, I'm from a poor family, I don't have much, and I have revenge for killing my mother with this Tianxi Sword Sect, but I have to avenge it. "

"Mother-killing revenge?" Yin Baishuang stared at the man carefully, and the sneer on his face deepened: "It's ridiculous, don't you want to say that your mother died because of Ye Qingzhou?"

The man's expression was rigid: "Even for the closest relatives, it is the norm in this world for husbands to kill wives and fathers to kill sons."

Hearing the words 'father kills son', the sneer on Yin Baishuang's face completely disappeared: "Do you want to die?"

The man's face was indifferent, but the whites of his eyes were bloodshot: "Master Yin, I feel deep sympathy for your encounter with the young master, so from the beginning, you were not on my death list.

I have no intention of being your enemy, and I have never expected that you can help me overthrow the thousand-year foundation of Tianxi Sword Sect.

I only hope that you have never seen what happened today. I will remember this kindness in my heart for the rest of my life. "

"Okay." Yin Baishuang raised his eyebrows, but agreed very readily.

The expression on the man's face finally changed slightly, and the corners of his lips slowly evoked a helpless, bitter smile.

He raised his palms, held his cheeks, and laughed twice: "Since Master Yin has promised so readily, it seems that there is really no room for change in this matter. If possible, I really don't want to touch you." Life."

Yin Baishuang raised his eyes coldly, and said in a disdainful tone, "You have this ability?"

The man didn't care about her contempt and ridicule, he shook his head and said, "Is it because he is the young master's father?"

Yin Baishuang's tone was even colder and disdainful: "He is also worthy of being a father."

"I don't understand." The man looked at the sword in his hand and shook his head.

Yin Baishuang's plain side face was shrouded in the lingering cold mist, her eyelashes naturally drooped, and a few strands of fine forehead hair hung lonely between her pale cheeks, but her eyes were cold and empty.

"In Tianxi Sword Sect, whether you bully your master and destroy your ancestors, or kill your father, I don't have time to care about it, but you are planning the thirteen star cables on Tianshan Mountain. You want to let the sword The mountain collapsed, and the White Camel Mountain no longer existed, so I will not agree to this!"

The man looked into her dark eyes and let out a long ah, as if he understood something: "It turns out that the Dongli Xiaozhu on Baituo Mountain has not been lived in for a long time, but after all, it was the place where the young master grew up." place."

He looked puzzled: "But if the thirteen star chains continue, the inheritance of the Tianxi Sword Sect will continue. I must carry out my mission of revenge."

A wild wind and snow suddenly floated around Yin Baishuang, his strong aura soared, a sharp ice edge on his side became slender like a sword, and the extremely faint cold aura seemed to be gushing out slowly.

But the next moment, the ice edge disappeared.

A silvery white light pierced through the man's shoulder, and the splashed blood fell on the ground and soon condensed into ice.

The speed is so fast that people don't even have time to react.

Yin Baishuang's pretty face was cold: "You can try."

The man clutched his injured shoulder, blood kept spilling from his fingers, and his face was pale.

He chuckled lightly: "Master Yin Shaogong just broke through the tribulation not long ago, I am naturally not your opponent, but I have made a blood contract with Chi Yao, and the symbiosis of different bodies, Master Yin Shaogong just relied on a cold stop I'm afraid it's hard for the sword to kill me."

Soon, the blood between his fingers no longer overflowed, he put down his palm, and the wound on his shoulder had healed.

Such a powerful healing ability can stand shoulder to shoulder with corpse demons.

Yin Baishuang narrowed his eyes, feeling sad and ridiculous at the man's crazy behavior.

"You actually entered into a blood contract with a monster, and refined yourself into this neither human nor monster appearance, just for your ridiculous road of revenge."

The man couldn't deny it, and retorted: "For a dead person, I am drunk and dream of death every day, obsessed with the past and don't think about the rest of my life, so the Palace Master Yin Shao is not a poor person."

This time, Yin Baishuang unexpectedly did not get angry.

She lightly stroked the long sword in her hand, and said lightly: "It's better to be obsessed with the past than to be heartless. Even if everyone in the world doesn't remember his existence and forget him, as long as I remember him, he will always be there." .

Drunk and dreaming?Oh, what's wrong with that, at least, in my dreams, I can often see him, that's enough. "

The man stroked the golden chrysanthemum on his sleeve again with his finger, and there was a bit of compassion in his dull eyes: "It is said that Han Zhi and Mo Yang always depend on each other, and these two swords were brought out by Master Yin Shao from the Palace of Divine Weapons. Yes, why today I only see Han Zhi but not Mo Yang?"

Yin Baishuang's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and there was no expression on his face.

The man continued: "Han Zhi's attribute is ice, Mo Yang's attribute is flame, with two swords out, killing me and Chi Yao must be as powerful as a broken bamboo, unstoppable.

Ah... I forgot, ever since the Mo Yang Sword was born, it has never shown half an inch of sharpness. Even if the Mo Yang Sword is here, it is absolutely impossible for Palace Master Yin Shao to pull out this sword to punish evil spirits. "

Chi Yao was surging restlessly in the blood pool, and the scorching blood of the monster was boiling violently in its body, as if it was burning, emitting a reddish orange light.

The burning blood of the demon covered Chi Yao's huge body like flowing magma, forming patches of blood-colored scales.

And Yin Baishuang also seemed to have sensed something, stepping on chess moves, the black and white double lines are like the sharp boundary of cutting the world, Han Zhi sword whispered softly,

The cold air was like a tide, and the invisible white mist seemed to hide countless sharp blades. During the surging air, the man's cheek was cut with several thin bloody mouths.

But he didn't move a single step, and continued to whisper: "Master Yin Shao, today you are defeated. Although I don't want to touch your life, the Tianxi Sword Sect must be destroyed, so I'm sorry."

Yin Baishuang sneered, and took a step forward, the space was filled with chill, as if there was an invisible huge cold sword in the sky above the blood pool, and it slashed down towards the blood pool.

The stone statue of the Kunlun god hanging upside down was cut in half by her rebelliously, the water in the blood pool froze into ice, and the demon blood turned into scales also withered and fell from Chi Yao's body.

Her brows were full of purple, and as her black hair danced wildly, all the shapeless miasma of space around her was torn apart.

The man who was absolutely at a disadvantage didn't show any fear of the imminent death on his face, he said a name unhurriedly: "Baili'an."

The huge cold sword that was slashing at him disintegrated and scattered due to the sudden chaos of the master's aura.

Turning into endless flying frost and chaotic snow, fluffy snowflakes dance wildly, looking out in the crazy snowflakes, in the deep cold and broken sword light, there is a pair of almond eyes hiding the fierceness of the blade.

The man sighed, and said: "Master Yin Shao might as well guess, why do I still remember this name?"

Before Yin Baishuang could speak, he said to himself: "Forget it, let me first guess why Young Palace Master Yin suddenly abandoned the Mo Yang Sword that has never left his body for many years?"

"I heard that when Xianling City chose the city lord, Palace Master Yin Shao was also in Xiancheng City. What a coincidence, a few days ago, when the disciples of Tianxi Sword Sect were being selected, our White Camel Mountain also ushered in this new city lord. adult participation."

"Master Yin Shao forcibly broke through the realm of the demon world, causing the demons to swore back, and this is the most critical period.

You didn't suppress your inner demons in Cangwu Palace, but you came to White Camel Mountain at the invitation of Tianxi Sword Sect. "

The man's voice was extremely soft, but every word hit the nail on the head:
"Master Yin Shaogong, are you aware of something, but you can't believe it? You dare not have expectations, afraid of mustering up the courage to wait for Kazuki's flowers to bloom but not seeing the leaves return, so you simply closed your eyes and would rather find the old way , continue to be muddled and unwilling to seek the truth soberly, afraid of going from disappointment to despair again?"

"Shut up!" Yin Baishuang raised his dark eyes, but his body stepped back unconsciously.

The man continued to stroke the golden chrysanthemum embroidery pattern on his sleeve with his fingers, and said in shock, "If I say... you won't be disappointed?"

Yin Baishuang did not continue to answer the conversation strangely, her fingers hidden in her sleeves were convulsed, as if she was trying to suppress something.

After a while, the pain and coldness deeply rooted in her heart finally emerged into those almond eyes little by little.

The knuckles holding the sword were pale and blue, and the voice was so jerky that it was almost hard to hear: "What... what did you say?"

The man raised his finger and pointed at the chi monster in the blood pool beside him, his smile suddenly became strange.

"Master Yin Shaogong came here to find out the whereabouts of Burial Heart, and deliberately walked through the abyss, but what you are looking for...is it really the Devil River Burial Heart?"

Yin Baishuang's eyes were filled with scarlet blood little by little, looking at the Chi Yao, he said coldly: "You Yu Yao ate that kid?!"

The smile on the man's face deepened: "Look, I haven't said who it is yet."

Yin Baishuang tightened the sword in his hand, and pursed his lips pale: "This is impossible...you are lying!"

"Am I lying, or Master Yin, are you deceiving yourself?"

The man shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, not long ago, like everyone else in the mountain, I thought it was just a farce 200 years ago. , read a name."

He exhaled lightly: "Bailian."

The three characters of faint, precisely and ruthlessly hit Yin Baishuang's vitals.

The man laughed and tapped his temple with his finger.

He looked at the woman whose expression began to show shock, puzzlement, bewilderment, ecstasy, panic, bewilderment, and finally gradually collapsed, and continued:

"This is really a distant name. For 200 years, this name is like the sand in the snowy area. It has been covered and buried by the name Ying Xiu, making people forget.

If I hadn't received the young master's kindness back then, maybe even I would have almost forgotten this name. "

"Speaking of which, he was tricked by Burial Heart this time and fell into this place because he was lured here by a little ghost raised by Burial Heart.

Palace Master Yin Shao, tell me, why is this?Why should he care so much about an imp? "

Yin Baishuang's body began to tremble slightly, and everything in front of him seemed to become distorted under the chaotic emotions.

I have never been able to understand why Shou would be inexplicably close to a strange corpse demon, but at this moment it seems to suddenly become clear.

She still couldn't believe it, wouldn't believe it!

But when he first met the corpse demon in Kongcang Mountain, Shou bit off a piece of the boy's flesh and ate it, crying loudly.

It's not that the corpse demon's flesh and blood are poisonous, but... it's the little ghost devouring the Lord, do you feel it?

The boy who was afraid of the sun had a fatal wound in his heart.

A corpse demon with a very light drinking capacity.

He pulled out the Mo Yang sword.

Su Jing's inexplicable closeness.

And when he smiled, that familiar feeling of deja vu.

The truths that rushed to her heart almost crushed her bones, her consciousness collapsed, and her blood seemed to be hard to supply.

The last scene was fixed when she and him "first met" under the forest, Han Zhijian lifted the glass umbrella with a sword, and he was exposed to the sun, his skin festered and suffocated in pain.

Boom! ! !

The Han Zhi sword in his hand seemed to have become something highly poisonous and hot, and fell to the ground with a clang.

Yin Baishuang's lips were cold for a while, her teeth were cold for a while, and the cold and hopeless emotion was like a tide, drowning her completely.

　Xiaohong is chasing her husband's crematorium!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)