After rebirth, I and the ghosts and gods hand-slashed the white moonlight

You... used this sword... to kill the stone beast?"

"Yes, Master! That's it!"

"Yuan'er! I thought how could you have such magical power, but I never thought you were bewitched by it!" Bai Muchen's feet were unsteady, and his voice was trembling. Lu Xueyuan wanted to reach out to help him, but was brushed by his palm.

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"Do you know what it is! How dare you! How dare you use this evil and bloodthirsty thing to slaughter the golden beast inside my door!!"

Lu Xueyuan was caught off guard by Bai Muchen's sudden rage. How could she know that this was a bad magic weapon? Moreover, Lu Xueyuan felt that it was in line with her temperament and she was extremely comfortable with it.

Lu Xueyuan gritted his teeth, his chest heaved up and down, his peach blossom eyes shot out with a sharp cold light, he raised his head and stared straight at Bai Muchen and said: "I picked it up in the tower! If Master doesn't want me to use it, just tell me.

There is no need to lie to me by saying such things! You should know my temperament. Whatever I like, no matter whether outsiders praise it as a golden flower or denigrate it as a piece of rotten wood, as long as I look for it, I can only

That’s it!”

"You!..." Bai Muchen's face turned pale at her sharp-tongued quibbling. He instantly raised his arm and stretched out his five fingers, murmuring: "You..."

"Master, are you going to hit me?! You hit me! Since I said I am willing to be punished, I will let Master beat me and scold me and never fight back!" She then added, "It's not the first time anyway!"

"What did you say?!" Bai Muchen's eyes were red, his throat was moving up and down, as if he was swallowing all the unspeakable words, and he said softly: "Master... How have I ever beaten or scolded you..."

Lu Xueyuan stared at him disapprovingly, his eyes full of stubbornness, as if silently telling him that she was definitely not lying.

Bai Muchen frowned and was stunned for a long time. He slowly retracted his palms and sat gently on the chair, his eyes dim. He suddenly chuckled and whispered: "When you were three years old, you accidentally set a fire and burned down half of the forest.

.When I was ten years old, I caught a bird out of curiosity, and my blood splattered on the spot. When I was thirteen years old, you asked me to teach you how to draw a spirit locking formation, but you attracted ten ghost warriors... One by one, one by one, how could I ever be a teacher... How could I ever really blame you?

You, my teacher, only hope that you can grow up safely, stay away from worldly disputes, and only seek peace throughout your life."

He turned to look at Lu Xueyuan, his eyes were red and fragile as he had never been before. He stared into her eyes tightly, as if he wanted to carve her into his heart. "Yuan'er, did you know that when I see your whole body

How did you feel when you were lying on the ground with blood? I even thought..." He squeezed the Jade Bing Sword in his hand tightly, his knuckles were slightly red, and suddenly a crystal-clear tear like a diamond fell from his eyes.

Sliding down, he said faintly: "Do you know that I have never been afraid of anything in my life, but that day was the day I was most afraid of."

He continued: "I don't ask for much as a teacher. As long as you can be safe, then... that's the best."

Lu Xueyuan suddenly felt that her nasal cavity was sore. She gritted her teeth and tried her best to restrain herself from crying, but her tears fell unsatisfactorily. The tears in her left eye were like broken beads, silently dripping down the back of her hand. Then her eyes shed tears,

She covered her mouth with her hands.

Peace? In this life, she no longer has peace of mind. What she wants is never just peace.

After Bai Muchen finished speaking, his expression was cold and clear, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look at the wall, only to see it was bare and nothing.

The 'Picture of an Immortal Holding a Sword' that was hung previously had been taken down by Lu Xueyuan, and she never hung anything on it again. There were just large blank spaces on the snow-white wall, which was slightly dazzling in Bai Muchen's eyes.

His long eyelashes blinked, and a wry smile escaped from the corner of his mouth.

If he hadn't mentioned the Solitary God Sword just now and was so angry, Lu Xueyuan would never have thought that the master who had been like this for thousands of years would lose control of his emotions like this. In her eyes, he had already transcended the world, had no worries, what the hell.

Neither will care.

Not only does she think that in the eyes of the world, 'Mo Wan Zun' Bai Muchen is inherently cold and aloof from the world.

But today, when he mentioned the anger and fear of Lone God Sword and recalled the sadness of the past, Lu Xueyuan felt that his body was covered with wet dust and that he had fallen from the high heaven to the human world.

This is fine, because the original intention of the Hechen Sect is to "be gentle and gentle, to be harmonious and light." In this way, he is more like a person, not just the cold master.

But the Gushen Sword was a sword she had found with great difficulty, and it was connected with her spirit and was very destined. She would never give in just because the master said "evil and bloodthirsty". The world has changed, and so has she.

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But how to get Bai Muchen to agree? This time, Lu Xueyuan felt that the matter was a bit tricky. She thought for a long time and said slowly:

"Master, Yuan'er was wrong just now. Yuan'er shouldn't have yelled at you. Yuan'er can understand that Master is afraid that I will get hurt, and even more afraid that I will accidentally go astray. But Yuan'er assures you,

I will never let it control my mind, and I will immediately respond to the master whenever there is a situation, and I will never show off! I really like this sword master, and Yuan'er wants to practice with it!"

Bai Muchen glanced at her silently, walked to the corner and picked up the Gushen Sword. He examined it carefully and saw a light red ravine on it that seemed to be dyed red with blood. The moment he touched the blade of the sword, it suddenly shot out.

The extremely bright light and the black anger on the sword hilt burned his hands red, as if he had extremely strong resentment.

At this time, Bai Muchen's eyes reflected a light of extreme hatred, and his fingers secretly clenched into fists in his long sleeves. Suddenly, he turned around and said, "Since you like it so much, I can't stop you as a teacher. But tomorrow

It’s a trial meeting. If you want to compete with peace of mind, I will keep this sword for you first. When you pass the trial and become your master, you can rest assured.”

"Really, Master? Are you really willing to give me this sword? It's just as simple as passing the trial meeting? Master, don't worry, I will pass smoothly and not embarrass Master!"

Lu Xueyuan couldn't be happier. In her eyes, with her current strength, it is already an easy thing to pass the trial meeting. This Lone God Sword will soon be hers.

Bai Muchen turned around and walked to the bed, stroking her long hair soothingly, with infinite love in his eyes, "Of course it is true, I have never lied to you before."

His eyes turned to the soup bowl on the table, "It's just that you fought against the golden beast a few days ago. You were seriously injured and your body has not recovered yet. I am worried about you."

"My dear Master, thanks to your care these days, I'm much better now!" Lu Xueyuan said with an innocent smile. The two shallow pear dimples seemed to carry some kind of magic power, and the spring breeze turned into rain, turning the gloom in the whole room.

Sweeping it all away. She then reached out to pick up the medicine bowl on the table, drank it all in one gulp, wiped her mouth and said sweetly: "Master, you promised Yuan'er, don't go back on it!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his right little finger.

Bai Muchen's eyes were full of her naughty cleverness, and he stretched out his finger and hooked it with her little finger, "Okay, I promise you, master."

After that, on the pretext of letting her have a good rest, he left her dormitory and went to his Xixian Pavilion.

He didn't know that less than five minutes after he left, Lu Xueyuan got up from the bed, put his index finger on her throat and spit out all the medicine she had just drank in her mouth. She bent over and coughed hard, her face as white as paper.

Generally pale.

The revenge for her murder has not been avenged, and it is hard for her to understand why she dared to drink the medicine fed by her enemy!

Taking away her Solitary God Sword would allow her to kill Bai Muchen again.

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It's night, everything is silent.

The noise in the yard just now seemed to have suddenly become silent. Who must have said something after arriving. Wan Qiqi, who was originally playing and playing with a group of people, suddenly stopped laughing and turned around to go back to her room.

Lu Xueyuan also heard a "bang" and a huge slamming of the door.

She was flawless and didn't care about anything else at the moment. Tomorrow was the trial meeting, and she just wanted to quickly recover her physical strength so that she could succeed in the meeting tomorrow. And the best way for her to regain her physical strength right now was to sleep.

Lu Xueyuan lay on the bed and closed her eyes tightly. Soon she couldn't tell the difference between reality and dreams. Because, that person was here.

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In an empty hall, with gauze tents and red candles and fireflies, Lu Xueyuan seemed to be able to see a man's shoulders, naked in the pool, through the faint gauze.

The light gauze blown by the wind was floating everywhere, tickling Lu Xueyuan's face slightly. She instinctively opened the gauze layer by layer, and saw a man with long silver hair and a bare chest and back sitting quietly on the table.

In the pond full of lotus flowers.

"Little girl, you're here." Ming Yi's voice was cold and empty, transmitted through layers of fog.

"I..." Lu Xueyuan only felt a rush of hot air blowing against her face, and her face turned red instantly. She seemed a little uncomfortable, cleared her throat, and continued: "Well, you didn't bring me here.

?”

Ming Yi sneered and did not turn around. He seemed to be relaxing in the lotus pond with his eyes closed.

"When you fought with the golden beast a few days ago, you were not so shy."

Does he know? Lu Xueyuan thought. She only knew that they were connected numerologically, and he could probably guess what she was thinking when they were together. But after they were separated, she had doubts again, whether they were really as closely connected as he said.

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"Then... aren't you... also injured?" Lu Xueyuan saw that this place was sealed and sealed, but there was no bed. It should not be his bedroom, but a place of healing, otherwise he would not have brought her here.

this.

"What? Do you want to go?" Ming Yi suddenly turned his head, his red and phoenix eyes filled with tenderness, and asked her with a smile.

"What are you going for?! How could I say anything!" Lu Xueyuan defended with a red face.

Ming Yi was silent and didn't make any answer, but he seemed to be in a good mood. He suddenly opened his thin lips and said with a bewitching voice, "Come to me."

Just as Lu Xueyuan was hesitating whether to go over or not, he was so close to the legendary ghost and god who controlled the fate of human beings when he was pulled directly into the lotus pond by a strong force.

"Hey! You!" She slapped the water, and just as she stood firm, the water splashed her face. Ming Yi turned his head sideways, not letting the water droplets get even half wet. He raised his eyes and looked down at her, Teng Teng

The mist made both of their ears turn red.

"Are you being unreasonable?!" Lu Xueyuan said while wiping her face with her sleeves. Her fluttering eyelashes cast long shadows on her face, which made Ming Yi confused.

"Don't move."

"What?" Lu Xueyuan said blankly.

Ming Yi smiled leisurely, reached out and picked off a lotus petal from her head, which looked very beautiful against her pink cheeks.

"Elegant." He couldn't help but admire it.

"Huh." Lu Xueyuan snorted softly, thinking that he was also such a superficial person, and then raised his thin eyebrows with disdain.

"I'm talking about Lian." Ming Yi said as he stretched out his thumb, raised his eyebrows at her, and then turned his thumb downward.

Lu Xueyuan pursed her thin lips tightly, folded her hands across her chest, and looked angrily at the man who was less than a foot away from her. She pretended to be angry and said: "It's rude to just listen to what other people say. Didn't your mother teach you that?"

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The originally warm and peaceful atmosphere quickly condensed into ice at this moment, becoming extremely cold.