Acacia Demon Sect

The night is deep.

Lu Yu and Xiao Wu sat opposite each other on the bed, practicing separately.

For cultivators, the most boring day is inevitably the day of meditation, especially for normal monks.

A monk cultivates and sharpens his sword for ten years. Only the monk himself can experience the loneliness and intolerance in the process.But Lu Yu and Xiao Wu didn't feel that unbearable feeling at all.

One is a genius with dark roots who is entangled in family feuds and blood feuds, and the other is a spiritual body of wood that has been melted by love. There is no collision between them. They practice and meditate together every day, just like a pair of Taoist couples who have known each other for hundreds of years .

Huawu's white velvet skirt was shrouded in blue fluorescent light, and the wood spirit power filled the whole room with a lush atmosphere. Even Lu Yu was deeply infected, and he was in a good mood every day.

Lu Yu's body was wrapped in a mass of black ink, and the mist swirled and rose, like an inexplicable mystery.

Many times, when Hua Wu opened her eyes and saw the black air, she felt a little worried. The point of view in "Mu Ling Jue" is that the orthodox practice is the king, and all evil ways have certain side effects, and the harm that this side effect will bring to the practitioners cannot be predicted.

And the black mist on Lu Yu's body obviously proved that he was a demon cultivator, and there was no black mist surrounding his body when practicing ordinary orthodox exercises.

Within a few months, Xiao Wu's talent was fully tapped.There is nothing Lu Yu told her about spells, exercises, and the world of immortal cultivators that she didn't understand. As long as Lu Yu said it once, she would never need to repeat it, and she could completely absorb it all.

Just like Qin Xuan.

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That day.

He was walking aimlessly on the streets of Tinglan Town, and a beautiful landscape appeared in front of his eyes.

It was a familiar figure from the back, with a proud figure, long hair like a waterfall, and a bright red gauze dress.With her back to him, she stood in front of the door of Liangyi Studio and looked at something, with her head slightly lowered, as if she was lost and helpless.

Naturally, that red shadow came to mind.

However, Lu Yu laughed at himself and avoided this encounter.

Anyway, it can't be the senior sister, so what if I go.

In vain to increase thoughts.

His figure gradually faded away.

She turned and looked back.

Looking for the familiar gaze just now.

However, there is only a vague figure at the end of the road.

It's so out of reach.

He disappears.

She felt lost.

Liu Er scratched his head, indicating that the smell ended here.

She sighed, turned around and left.

Many times, fate is reduced to ashes like this.

Like a broken 72.

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The black dark spiritual power slowly converged, and Lu Yu opened his eyes.

"Huh—" He let out a foul breath, raised his head slightly, and looked at the ceiling.

Most people don't pay attention to the grain of wood, nor are they interested in paying attention to it.However, Lu Yu could see it with fascination.On the beams sawn and cut from old trees, the growth rings of the trees can be clearly seen.That is the trace of life, round after round.Lu Yu counted silently in his heart, thinking of the year and year after year he lived on the mountainside of Fengluan.

Unreasonable sadness, sudden sadness.

Xia Qian'er's sweet smile, Lan Ling's gentleness like water, and Qin Xuan's inadvertent care and thoughtfulness were like a thick log, ringing an ancient copper bell rhythmically.

Muffled noises, one after another.

Lu Yu put his hands on his chest.

"Aww?" Xiao Cang immediately found out what was wrong with him, got out of his clothes, and looked at him worriedly.

Flicking the white wolf's tail, the little furry head rubbed against Lu Yu's chest, as if to comfort and empathize with him.

Lu Yu took a deep breath and tried to downplay those negative emotions.

Didn't he still have Xiao Cang and Xiao Wu?

"Woo..." The little white wolf lightly climbed onto his shoulder, rubbing his cheek against his cheek.

Feeling this real comfort, he turned his head subconsciously, just in time...

Lips accidentally touched her face.

"Woo—..." She was stunned, her Shui Lingling's eyes widened, and her cheeks... quickly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xiao Cang slightly lowered his wolf's head, revealing his resentful eyes unabashedly.

【You playful guy, playful guy, playful guy...】

Lu Yu was lost in thought.

Yeah, how long has it been?

Ever since the escape from the jungle and the time when he escaped from the pack of dire wolves, Xiao Cang has never been separated from him, right?

Even after falling off the cliff, they met again in a few days.

If this is not fate, what is it?

Every time she is unhappy, she will feel it, every time she is depressed and negative, she will comfort herself with her eyes and the warm tail of pure white fluff.I still remember that day in front of the Black Wind Canyon, she used her body to block the fatal blow for him.Blood flowed all over the ground.

Is she really just a little wolf?

Lu Yu lifted her two little paws and lifted her up to the height of his eyes. She still had that resentful look, like a wronged girl who was bullied.

Wolves have such human expressions?

"Xiao Cang, are you really Xiao Cang?"

Xiao Cang rolled his eyes, not wanting to make any response.

【idiot. 】

"It would be great if you could speak." Lu Yu said very seriously.

He put her on his lap, lost in thought again.

Hua Wu was still practicing quietly without any disturbance.

It's been a long, long time.

Snapped!

Lu Yu clapped his hands excitedly, and his eyes seemed to be shining when he looked at Xiao Cang.

"Xiao Cang, I want you to learn how to read!"

That's right, this is a way that Lu Yu thought up for two hours to communicate with her. He finally confirmed that she was not an ordinary little wolf, and her intelligence far surpassed that of beasts.

However, even if the wolf knows how to write, how can it write?

Lu Yu thought of a way.Based on his experience in making talismans, he believed that Xiao Cang could communicate with him by dipping his paws into the ink and writing on paper with ink after he learned how to read.

but--

When Lu Yu found ink and paper and told her this idea, all he got was a look of disgust...

She stretched out her white and beautiful little paws, compared to Lu Yu, then looked at the black ink, and then gave him a "Are you stupid?" look.

The long-term tacit understanding made him understand in seconds—this little wolf has a cleanliness.

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Just when Lu Yu was racking his brains to think about how to solve the heaven-defying problem of human-wolf communication, there was a sudden rustling sound in the yard, Xiao Wu suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at Lu Yu suspiciously.

"Brother Yu, there is someone." At the third level of Qi Refining, she already had a small range of consciousness, and she could clearly get the feedback of life from the wood spirit energy floating outside the house.

"Hush." ​​Lu Yu made a silent gesture, put Xiao Cang on the bed and said softly, "You wait for me in the room, I'll go out and have a look." After saying that, he turned over and pushed the door open.

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