This situation, one after another, is so unexpected that even the sect leader may have miscalculated.

This little devil's abilities were obviously restrained against her.

With her spiritual veins sealed, she has no ability to fight back in front of such a ghost.

In the blink of an eye, the kid took advantage of the victory and jumped in front of Yun Rong.

The devouring ghostly energy is enough to kill!

Just being forced to inhale a few wisps of dark and vicious ghost energy made her heart feel as if it was suddenly grasped tightly by an invisible ghost claw. The pain made her breath tight, her vision became narrow and blurred, and her consciousness became dizzy.

dizziness.

Although Yun Rong did not intend to sit still and wait for death, she found that she was unable to change the desperate fact. She did not even have the ability to recite the sword-protecting spell to destroy the soul of the Snow Sword.

However, neither of the two people in the house realized that there was a cat here.

A furry claw stretched out from the side, leading her to look at five sharp claws protruding from the pink and soft flesh pad.

There were still silver threads from her clothes hanging between the claws, which looked a little funny and a little ridiculous.

The short paw hooked on the thread fell into her sight and began to become slender and strong, with clear knuckles and warm fingertips.

Her shoulders were slightly heavy, and the hand passed through her hair, shielding her from the wind and rain from all directions and killing her.

Then, Yun Rong's blurred vision could no longer clearly see the scene in front of him.

In the midst of the chaos, she vaguely heard the ghost boy's shrill and angry howl. A handful of warm liquid splashed onto her cheek, and a slightly sweet orangutan flavor spread on the tip of her nose. Her consciousness was completely groggy and she fell into darkness.

I don't know how much time passed, but when Yun Rong woke up again, she was no longer in that small wooden house, but lying in the slightly moist soil.

We are facing a night lake. The surface of the lake is lightly scaly, reflected in the dark blue of the night, with the sound of cicadas ringing in the air, and the mist enveloping the moon in the cold water.

Yun Rong pushed herself up to sit up straight, feeling a dull pain in her head that was almost splitting. She adjusted her breath for a moment, and the heaviness of her physical body dissipated a bit, and her dizzy consciousness gradually solidified.

As the spiritual platform gradually stabilized and consciousness gradually returned, Yun Rong immediately touched his left shoulder.

There is nothing on my shoulders, the peach blossoms are no longer there.

Yun Rong's breath tightened, and his eyebrows slowly raised. Regardless of his physical weakness, he was about to get up reluctantly.

"Are you looking for me?" At this time, a voice as clear and clear as the wind came from the side.

Yun Rong couldn't be more familiar with that voice!

She turned around suddenly, reacted extremely, and looked at the boy under the peach tree in disbelief.

The afterglow of the moonlight shines through the cracks in the trees, casting cold shadows on his clothes. The trees sway in the wind, and flowers fall all over his body. He is so handsome that he is breathtakingly handsome.

He stood under the tree and smiled, looked at Yun Rong, suddenly raised his right hand like a cat scratching a person, and meowed cleanly.

Yun Rong's body was severely shaken.

Bailian walked over slowly, knelt down in front of Yun Rong, and sighed helplessly: "Senior sister's naming skills are really below par, peach blossom peach blossom, how can any man choose such a tacky name?"

name."

Yun Rong's expression was a little blank, as if he hadn't reacted yet: "Junior brother???"

What's even worse is that her junior brother is actually Tao Hua?!!!

Yun Rong's bright eyes stared closely at Bailian, who was only wearing a thin shirt and had not yet fully transformed into a human.

The two fluffy ears are still propped on the head, and the familiar cat tail hangs behind him, sliding around on the ground.

That coat color is obviously peach blossom!

The dizziness that Yun Rong finally calmed down became intense again.

She rubbed her brows, feeling both amused and moved in her heart: "Junior brother, why did you come to Xiaozhoushan like this? I didn't even notice it at all?"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but want to touch the ears on his head.

The peach-blossom cat is the junior brother, and the junior brother is the peach-blossom cat.

No wonder she, who had never loved dogs or cats since she was a child, suddenly fell in love with a little wild cat.

He clings to her day and night, trying his best to make delicious food for her.

Have you ever seen a cat that would roast small fish and shrimp before eating them?

Emotion turned out to be her junior brother all along?!!!

No wonder the virtues of drunkenness are exactly the same!

Balian smiled and suppressed her groping hand. He looked at her and said seriously: "Senior sister, now I am a cat with nine lives. I am not afraid of your sword."

Yun Rong's hand touching his head suddenly stiffened. The smile on her face disappeared and her face became extremely serious: "What do you mean?"

Bailian said: "Senior sister, don't worry, my real body is not here. What you see now is just an incarnation of me. I used the secret technique of Penglai to refine this nine-life cat incarnation, but

Be your new sword spirit."

The nine-life cat belongs to the demon clan and is perfect for inscribing sword spirits.

The Nine-Life Cat has long been extinct in the human world and only exists in book records. Balian used the various information about the Nine-Life Cat in the book records to understand the structure of its demon body and the distribution of demon souls and demon veins in the body.

towards.

Finally, he used the improved technique of stealing the moon and exchanging the sun to deduce a new cat with nine lives from the virtual world, and then divided its soul into the virtual world and transformed it into reality, thus creating such an external incarnation of nine lives.

It's just that the ability of these nine lives is only aimed at this incarnation, but is useless for the original body.

But Balian didn't feel sorry.

Yun Rong's brows grew colder, and he didn't show much happiness on his face: "To become a sword spirit, you must first die and enter the weapon to become a spirit. Even if it is an incarnation outside the body, if you want to become my sword spirit, that means you must

How about experiencing death first? Junior brother, do you want me to kill you with my own hands?"

"I'm not afraid of death." Balian said softly, "I'm just afraid... that you will be wronged after marrying me."

A very light word, without any weight, but it made Yun Rong feel as if his heart had been hit hard.

Looking at Qing Jun's eyebrows and eyes so close at hand, her mind fell into a blank state of confusion for the first time, and she bit her lip unconsciously.

In this deep and long night, with no one around the lakeside, Yun Rong actually felt like he was suddenly being pampered by others.

But he was his junior brother, the junior brother who she watched being born from the womb of Empress Yingji, and who grew up as she watched her grow up.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! She is nearly sixty years older than him, and she is old enough to be his grandmother in this world.

Even though they were married, Yun Rong always looked after him as a junior deep down in his heart.

But at this moment, she suddenly found a trace of a husband in him.

However, to become her husband, you have to kill her... This does not look like the way a normal couple should get along.

Yun Rong frowned.

Balian smiled and said: "Senior sister, there is no need to be embarrassed. In this current situation, all you need to do is engrave it on me, and I will be your sword spirit."

As he spoke, he slowly pulled down his clothes, and saw that under the dark thin shirt, a large area was soaked red with blood, and a shocking scar was left on his heart, with only half a weakly beating heart left inside.

Finally, the strong spirit on his face gradually faded away, and his eyes were covered with a layer of gray death.

But he still smiled to himself: "It's my first time to transform into a spirit. This body has not yet grown up, and is still in the form of a young demon. Now my power is limited, so I can't fight that ghost boy for the time being.

For this plan, only if Senior Sister takes me in, refines the sword spirit, and recalls the Snow-Cleaning Sword, can we defeat the ghost boy."

Yun Rong looked at the bright red wound on his chest, and her body shivered. She suddenly thought of something and subconsciously touched her cheek.

Her cheeks were smooth and clean, not stained with any blood. It seemed that he had wiped them clean while she was in coma.

"Senior sister..." Balian said softly: "How can the mortals of this mountain be blamed? If that kid doesn't kill him as soon as possible, everyone here will probably die under its ghostly energy. Now this is the only way."

Yun Rong's eyelashes trembled slightly when she heard this, but in the end she said nothing. Her eyes were clear and scorching, and she slowly raised a hand.

Balian immediately understood and leaned forward to kiss her fingertips, as if he was completing some kind of sacred ritual.

Her fingertips became clear, emitting a silvery white light like a star.

"Look up." Yun Rong said softly.

The wild forest is quiet, peach blossoms and blue lakes. The wind blows her sleeves, and a hint of white color is faintly revealed between her wrists.

Balian raised his head as he was told, his cold fingertips fell down, and his eyebrows seemed to be covered with thin snow.

The rules of heaven and earth flashed in the spiritual platform, and the spiritual contract was established.

The next moment, Bai Lian felt that a sword embryo formed by a light mist suddenly appeared in the spiritual sea. In the dark, the sword embryo seemed to be in line with the truth of the Taoism with the invisible Xue Xue Sword in the distance, and there was an added strangeness.

A connection that cannot be severed.

The feeling of sleepiness swept over me like a sea.

However, Balian knew clearly that he was experiencing a death. His body temperature was taken away by the wind of the night lake, and his eyes gradually became dull.

As Yun Rong's fingers moved away from his eyebrows, he felt as if his soul was being pulled out of his body along with that hand and no longer belonged to him.

He slowly fell down, and Yun Rong gently took over his cold, gray body.

After a long time, she slowly raised her head, and a silver sword light flashed in her dark eyes.

In the dark night around me, the soul fire gathered like quicksand, dividing the world into the third stunning color with clear black and white.
To be continued...