Zongmen Bai Yueguang she quit

He was silent for a long time before slowly saying:

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I can't be with you anymore."

Blood ran down his forehead and across his cheeks, Shen Wuchuan's long and curly eyelashes trembled, and he leaned against her vulnerablely: "Promise me, don't go to the ghost world to find my soul..."

Mu Yao bit her lower lip, hugged him tightly, and murmured: "You will live well."

"...so sleepy." Shen Wuchuan closed his eyes gently, his voice became weaker and weaker: "Let me sleep for a while.

Mu Yao hugged his body, trying hard not to shed tears.

Looking at his peaceful sleeping face, Mu Yao didn't even have the courage to disturb him, his face was so pale that it was almost transparent, no matter how much she poured spiritual power into it, it was as if there was no response at all.Large pieces of blood slid down his legs, staining the ground.

Everything is silent, it seems that there are only two people who depend on each other in the world at this time, and no one can intervene between them at this moment.

At some point, she heard a crash outside, and those people had come to rescue her.

"A Chuan, did you hear that? They're here to save us, wake up, we, we can go out." She whispered.

But as the voice grew, she found that the temperature of the person in her arms was getting colder and colder.

He in his arms became lighter and lighter, and the brilliance gradually spread out and differentiated like fireflies. It began to dissipate from his hand and returned to the sky and the earth.

"A Chuan...we're going home." She hugged him tightly, her hoarse voice couldn't hold his body.

Mu Yao's hot tears fell on his face, and he looked up in a daze as the light dissipated and died in his palm.

First the hands, then the legs, then the body... No matter what she couldn't keep it, the last face that made her so dreamy suddenly disappeared from her sight!

Her eyes were bloodshot, and she slumped on the ground, tearing her heart out:
"Shen Wuchuan!!!"

The atmosphere at the front line of the Yaozu was a little tense, and everyone in the tent gathered together and couldn't make up their minds.

The general sat on the high seat and said dismissively: "My idea is to attack from the mountainous area on the left and catch them by surprise. If the people from the Dao League dare to come, it happens that it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, so I can ambush them."

Everyone was silent, and after a while another general said: "Without the order of the demon king, if we fight now, the backup may not be able to keep up. We act so rashly, it is difficult for the demon king to explain."

"What are you afraid of? You will not accept the fate of the foreign king. The battlefield is changing rapidly. How can you report every time? Yuyin Villa is the closest, so let's attract them first and then-"

Before he finished speaking, the door of the tent was opened, and a red figure came into sight of a dozen of them.

Everyone's eyes widened, facing his coercion, the air was more condensed than before.

"I haven't come for a long time, have you forgotten my rules?" The young man in red came to the side of the coach, his eyes were as light as glass on his sweaty face first, and then he looked at those people lightly.

Facing this person, everyone couldn't help lowering their eyes, and they didn't even have the courage to look at him.

The young man laughed, suddenly grabbed the coach by the neck, and threw him out without any effort.

He sat on the coach's seat and said indifferently: "From now on, listen to me alone."

-

Three months later.

All the heads of the Dao League Conference brought their disciples and their families. When the conference was over, some elders came to Mu Yao with pity: "It's been so long, and your eyes haven't recovered yet?"

Mu Yao caressed the white silk on her eyes lightly, and smiled slightly: "Thank you Uncle Hai for your concern, my body is too weak, I'm afraid these eyes will need to be raised for a while longer."

Ever since many disciples were buried in Wangjiang Mountain that day, Dongfang Muyao cried a lot, and her eyes were hurt. It has been three months and she still can't see anything. This is something the entire Daoist League knows.

"Let your mother watch carefully, these eyes are not a trivial matter." The elder said.

Su Qionghua held Mu Yao's cold hand and nodded: "I'm already using the best medicine."

Mu Yao pressed her lips together patiently.

Someone asked Gao Fan who was sitting in a wheelchair: "I heard that a disciple of Feixian Valley has disappeared recently? I have a clue."

Gao Fan's face was solemn, and the others didn't dare touch him anymore, so they stopped asking.

Mu Yao sipped the tea lightly, if it wasn't covered in white silk, she wouldn't have looked blind at all.

In Feixian Valley at night, due to the recent disappearance of disciples, the sect has increased its defenses in an assault, and disciples are guarding every pass.

In the middle of the night, a carriage slowly drove out from the sect gate, and the guard disciple said: "Stop, what are you doing?"

The coachman said, "The food delivery man, you have to leave after delivery."

The disciples were also familiar with him, and after a few symbolic questions, they were ready to let him go.

But at this moment there was a voice suddenly: "Stop!"

Luo Nanzhou walked slowly with a few disciples, and said in a gloomy tone, "Recently, my younger sister has disappeared, and the addition of guards is for you to investigate carefully. Are you just slacking off like this?"

The gatekeeper bowed his head to listen to the training, Luo Nanzhou said: "You guys go to check the horses."

After speaking, he came to the back of the carriage and opened the door. There were several large vats in the carriage, and the smell of residual vegetables could still be smelled. It is true that this person often delivers food, but he must carefully check his duties.

There were three large vats in the compartment, and he opened two of them. The smell of rotten vegetable leaves was a bit smoky, so he went in bravely and opened the third...

"..." Luo Nanzhou froze for a moment, his eyebrows furrowed.

"What's wrong, brother? Did you find something?"

He walked down calmly: "I didn't find anything, let's go."

So the driver drove the carriage away again.

On the dim official road, Mu Yao was walking and realized that someone was following her. She turned her head and found that it was Luo Nanzhou.

When Luo Nanzhou saw her clear eyes, he was surprised and said: "Your eyes have been healed for a long time, and you have been pretending all the time."

Mu Yao thought that he was hiding it for herself just now, although she didn't understand why he did it, she still said: "Thank you just now, and what are you doing with me."

"I should ask you this question, right, what are you doing in Feixian Valley at night?" Luo Nanzhou looked complicated, and whispered: "Recently my junior sister disappeared, it must have something to do with you."

"Do you believe this when you say it yourself? You always like to pour this dirty water on me." Mu Yao said expressionlessly: "I went to Feixian Valley just to read a book, but Yuyin Villa No, so I made a copy myself.”

Speaking of which, she took out the rubbing book from her sleeve, Luo Nanzhou hesitated for a moment, and said, "You didn't lie to me, did you?"

"See if you believe it or not."

Luo Nanzhou thought for a while and asked again: "Why do you pretend that you have an eye disease?"