He and It

Sure enough, Liu Fuguang's eyes showed approval. He stretched out a hand with beautiful bones and as pale as snow, and gently touched Meng Xiaotang's head.

In an instant, Meng Xiaotang's face turned red and he almost squeaked in panic. Seeing that Liu Fuguang was very tired after having a seizure, Sun Yinian hurriedly brought her to his side and said, "Junior sister is young and energetic, so you don't need to pay attention to her."

"It doesn't matter," Liu Fuguang said with a smile, his voice still a little hoarse, "Xiaotang is very cute."

As they spoke, the three of them staggered and reached the border of Xiaojinchuan. All the clouds and mists in the sky dispersed, and the pale moonlight enveloped them lifelessly, as if some kind of solid paint was brushed all over the earth, mountains and rivers.

Liu Fuguang didn't want to speak at all, but when he saw the lonely moon hanging in the sky, he couldn't help it and whispered in horror: "The moon..."

Following his gaze, Sun Yinian raised his head and whispered: "If the sun is dead, how can the lunar yin be spared? Fortunately, the moonlight is harmless, and mortal creatures can still come out and move around at night."

After hearing what he said, Liu Fuguang just nodded casually and fell silent immediately.

It turns out that the sun and the moon have passed away, and the world is no longer the same as it used to be... I was seriously injured and feigned death, cutting my flesh to feed the hawks. After all, it was a futile act without any use!

Talking about anger and hatred are already too frivolous and shallow emotions. No matter how warm his fur was, it still couldn't resist the slightest bit of cold wind blowing from his Dantian. Sitting upright in the sky, the wind blew straight through his organs and froze, like being tortured by cold needles.

He gripped the knuckles of the cloak so hard that they turned blue, recalling the past that was so far away that it was so vague, and thinking of how close to death he was, and all the pain he had endured. A large stream of extremely greasy hot blood.

Liu Fuguang held back a deep breath, his mouth trembled, and he swallowed it back. He knew that his Dantian was completely destroyed and that he was already at the end of his strength. At this time, when he was feeling extremely sad and angry, if he let out a mouthful of blood and lost his balance, it would be like igniting the fuse of a series of gunpowder. He would spit out blood. There is no end. At that moment, Daluo Jinxian couldn't save him.

He swallowed the blood forcefully, but his mood was still agitated and could not calm down. His expression gradually changed from sadness and anger to hesitation, and then he became confused and confused. Facing the cold and dying moonlight, he was also heartbroken, and for a moment he threw all the joy of life behind him.

Thousands of years have passed, the dynasty has fallen, and old friends have disappeared. I should have died at an untimely time, so why do I wake up at this time? Liu Fuguang thought numbly, do you want me to take revenge? How do I treat Yan Huan...

No, you can’t call me Yan Huan. Now he has become a ghost dragon, a sun-negative ghost dragon. Every move he makes affects the world that is radiated by sunlight. This unstoppable power is so powerful and majestic! I am alone, how can I take revenge on him?

In the past, I loved him deeply, and I often thought in my heart that even if I gave up the throne and lived a life of poverty and wandering with him, I would be happy to do so. Looking back at this moment, what a ridiculous vision it was! Can a pair of ordinary lovers be compared to such a huge power?

His mind was in violent turmoil, and the clouds around him were also rippled with painful waves. Sun Yinian was startled and asked tentatively: "Young Master?"

Meng Xiaotang also asked hurriedly: "Brother Fuguang, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Liu Fuguang shook his head. Under the moonlight, Meng Xiaotang saw from the side that his lower lip was dyed a dark color. He immediately lost his voice and said, "Brother Fuguang, why are you vomiting blood?"

Sun Yinian already has a good understanding. Otherwise, he would not be able to rise to the top of the younger generation in a prestigious sect like Liangyi Dongtian. After thinking about it immediately, I realized that Liu Fuguang must have woken up at the wrong time, coupled with the confusion brought about by the strange events at the time and the changing of things and people, which caused the Zifu to be in chaos and had something wrong with his state of mind.

"Let's go down," he decided immediately. "The air at high altitude is too strong and we can't stay here for a long time. Let's go down and find a place to rest so that the young master can rest for the night."

Meng Xiaotang quickly manipulated the magic weapon. She pressed the cloud head and found a wide road. She transformed the wealth-gathering supernatant into a small car pulled by a white horse and walked on the road.

Liu Fuguang adjusted his breathing for a long time before he had the strength to speak. He would not open his mouth and vomit blood all over his lapel.

"Thank you for taking the trouble," he said hoarsely, "My body is indeed a burden..."

"We want you to be a guest in the sect. It is only natural for a master to take care of his guests!" Fearing that he would back down, Meng Xiaotang hurriedly grabbed the opportunity, "Besides, you were from so many years ago. Dean Huixin must really want to see you. It can be seen that my senior brother and I did not make our own decisions."

Sun Yinian explained from the side: "Dean Huixin is the head of the academy in Liangyi Dongtian. He loves to collect ancient deeds. If you go, he will be very happy."

The group of people talked slowly, and the cloud car gradually drove to a village. Meng Xiaotang used his spiritual consciousness to look around and found that it was empty and there was no one.

"This is a deserted village," she said. "It has been abandoned for a long time, and there is a heavy layer of dust on all the furniture."

Sun Yinian said: "I haven't heard any signs of death, so there must be corpses in Xiaojinchuan causing trouble. They have moved away from home."

Although he is an immortal in the eyes of mortals, since he has taken the path of cultivation and has never endured any hardships, he will naturally not despise the ruins of deserted villages. Sun Yinian chose a sturdier room, and with his spiritual energy swaying, the dust and impurities were swept away. After cleaning, the three of them slept in their clothes.

He originally wanted to add a few more layers of soft fur for Liu Fuguang, but Liu Fuguang hurriedly pressed his arm and said softly: "When you are away from home, there are not so many things to pay attention to, so stop being busy."

In the darkness, Sun Yinian looked into his eyes that were as bright as stars, his face couldn't help but heat up, he nodded, and went to rest aside as he said.

The next day, the three of them set off again. Only then did Liu Fuguang see clearly what the scene was like during the day: the sky was covered with thick clouds, and the sea of ​​clouds was boundless, pressing thickly on everyone's heads, like a translucent baggage, densely packed. The dark sunlight behind me was so oppressive that I couldn't breathe.

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