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No matter what happened in the past life, or the ghost in this life, they all disappeared.
Chu nightning fell into the mud and dust, but when he looked up, he saw a man in white clothes standing in the distance. The man was wearing a mask, holding a jade flute between his fingers, and holding a stick in the other hand. .
The man stood at the end of the forest, among the falling bamboo leaves, and stood quietly, leading Ta Xianjun towards him.
"You are……"
"Let's take Grandmaster Mo away." The man sighed, his voice obviously distorted with a voice-changing spell, "I can't hold on for long, he will regain consciousness soon."
"..."
"Let's go," said the man, "Tianyin Pavilion and Hua Binan will chase after them soon. If they are captured, nothing will change."
Chu nightning gritted his teeth and got up, put the ink up, urged the dragon talisman, and summoned the blue dragon to carry them away.
Before Long Teng jumped up, he turned his head and glanced at the man standing deep in the bamboo forest, only to find that the man had to touch the ground with a mans stick to move forward.
In his mind, some past events were vaguely connected to each other, but he couldn't think of a reason for a while.
"……Thank you."
The man just shook his head and urged, "Go quickly."
Zhilong knew the heart of Chu Wanning, and spoke at this time: "Little brother is kind, my master is afraid to ask your name, and if you have a fate in the future, you can also come to thank you."
"..." The man was silent for a while, then said softly, "Me?"
The forest trees rustled, and his voice seemed very empty in the midst of all the sounds.
"I'm just a man finally free."
The paper dragon wanted to ask again, but Chu nightning knew that this person was determined not to reveal his identity. He bowed to the person, patted the dragon's body, and said, "Let's go."
Now that he has spoken, Zhilong also knows the priorities, so he doesn't say much, suddenly soars into the sky, soars up, and disappears into the white clouds and dogs in an instant, without a trace.
The wind was blowing, and the man in white with the veil stood quietly for a while. He raised his head, and it was not until the wind weakened and the surroundings became silent that he looked at the sky that he could no longer see. Unable to see the back, he whispered:
"Disciple and teacher, respectfully send Shizun."
The sun shone down and fell on his plain clothes.
"There is a long way to go, Master, take care all the way."
Chapter 278 [The summit of life and death] has never lost the king
These days, both the upper and lower cultivation worlds are spreading a lot about one thing—the Tianyin Pavilion law field, which has stood for thousands of years, was robbed for the first time. And the prisoner was actually the world's largest master, Chu Wanning. He killed eleven people in Tianyin Pavilion, injured a hundred people, and left with the felony prisoner Mo Weiyu.
Some people say that Chu Wanning is crazy, and some people say that Chu Wanning, like Mo Weiyu, is a bird in clothes. There are also some people who saw the details clearly because they were close at the time, and said angrily - the relationship between Chu Wanning and Mo Ran is not right, there is something tricky and dirty between them.
But no matter what the outsiders said, Chu Wanning and Mo Weiyu never appeared on the rivers and lakes, and no one knew their whereabouts.
The most pure master in the world has taken away the most dangerous evil spirit in the world.
Then, disappeared.
The wooden windows are half-open, the snow is like slush, the moss marks on the outside of the curtains are new and green, and four or five residual flowers fall.
Four days have passed since the Tianyin Pavilion turmoil, and there is already a mess of porridge outside, and there are all kinds of judgments. Only in this empty mountain is a little quiet.
Suddenly, someone came from the depths of this empty forest and walked into the color and ink scrolls framed by the window. It was cold in the house, so he piled the firewood beside the fire, added a few pieces of chopped wood to the hearth, and lit the weak flame.
This place is in disrepair and has not been used for a long time. Although it has been roughly cleaned up, there is still a musty smell in the air. For this reason, he deliberately broke a branch of dewy white plum from the outside and brought it back to rest on his head.
Chu nightning sat down and looked at the man lying on the narrow couch.
It's the fourth day and I still haven't woken up.
Since he got out of the hands of Ta Xianjun that day, he used the spells he learned in the past life and the spiritual power that he had not lost in this life to finally hang the ink in this breath. But after so long, the ink burning is still groggy, life is hanging by a thread, and the spiritual core can no longer be repaired.
"This house was built by my master when he traveled. It's been too long and no one has lived there. There is always a smell." Chu nightning looked at his face with a focused expression, "I know you don't like incense, but you don't hate flowers. . I brought a plum, it should be able to bloom for a long time."
The ink burned and the eyelashes fell.
The way he fell asleep seemed very quiet and peaceful, a rare tranquility in his life.
In the past few days, Mo Ran has been sleeping so quietly. After Chu nightning was done with what he should do, he stayed by his side and talked to him.
In the past, when the two of them got along, they always talked a lot about one person, and he listened by the side.
Unexpectedly, one day the person who speaks and the person who hears it will be reversed.
"The enchantment outside has been reinforced, and the forbidden spells have been laid, and no one will find it here." Chu nightning said, "The firewood and food have also been brought back, and there will be no other things for a while."
After a pause, he sighed: "You, why are you still unwilling to wake up?"
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