Dongfeng Bai Mo sequel "chitose" Chapter 49 Firebird

Bai Qian dragged his tired and weak body back to his room, threw it on the bed, and soon fell asleep leisurely. For more than a month, she has been fidgeting and often has nightmares all night. When you wake up from a nightmare, Mo Yuan is always by your side, caring for you in every possible way and comforting you in every possible way. Even if she is haunted by nightmares and can't wake up, Mo Yuan will fall in love with her dream and bring her out. With the improvement of the injury, she can sleep more steadily, and occasionally have a good night's sleep without dreams. I'm afraid I'm a little tired these days I didn't sleep long before I fell into a long and gloomy dream.

Bai Qian only felt that this dream was like a cloud. A moment is green hills, a moment is Taolin, a moment is Kunlun Que, a moment is handsome mountain in the wild, a moment is sad eyes off the mirror, a moment is YeHua's sad face, a moment is a bloody dagger, and her eyes that were gouged out, a moment is endless falling from the fairy stage, and there is a biting pain of cutting skin with Feng Gang's rage.

She is floating in the dream, trying to find it, but she doesn't know what she is looking for. She seems to miss the most important memory, the most important past, and the most important person to her.

Thousands of times, she seems to have returned to 70 thousand years ago. She went down the mountain with Yu Ling, the ninth brother of Kunlun, and went to eat full moon wine in clear autumn. It's another gloomy weather, the clouds are very low, and the skin on my face is hurt by the cold wind. They will take a shortcut to the foot of the western mountain at the junction of the wing boundary and the green hill. Bai Qian thought that they would meet the green army as in the past and be taken to the wing boundary. However, unexpectedly, a few muffled thunder fell in the sky. Suddenly the sky shook, and the western hills in front of me collapsed, making the whole mountain crumbling. Bai Qian clutched Yu Ling's sleeve and looked at the sudden change in disbelief. Feather is also a word, pulling Bai Qian while dodging the falling stones in the air, while quickly running to the side of the Woods.

When they were running away, there was a deafening cry in the sky behind them, which was more harsh than the crow of empty cranes in Kunlun and more thrilling than the birdsong in Bi Fang. When Bai Qian looked back, he saw a huge red bird hovering over the western hills. After another long sound of surprises, Hong Niao caught fire all over, covered half of the mountain and struggled with a pair of wings. Over the western hills, flying sand and stones, trees break fire. Flames, like endless industrial fires, burn the whole western hills.

Bai Qian asked Yu Ling trembling, "Uncle, what kind of bird is this? Do you know? " Yu Ling looked at the giant bird in the sky and shook his head: "I have never seen such a huge firebird, but it looks a bit familiar, but it is a bit like Lingbao Tianzun suppressing the phoenix in the cave in Kunlun." Bai Qian shook his head: "Although it is somewhat similar, it is hundreds of times bigger than that phoenix. Is it also an ancient beast? "

Just as they were talking, a red firebird turned in the sky and flew in their direction. Bai Qian said, pulling her feathers to the jagged rocks and running to the trees covered forest. But Hong Niao only waved his wings twice and caught up with them with thunderous momentum. Just as Hong Niao opened a pair of claws and was about to grab the shoulders of the two men, the golden light flashed and a sword with cold light blocked the claws of the steel hook. Hong Niao was blocked by the sword wind and retreated a few feet. A pair of wings flapped back a few times, almost flying all the feathers before the white. After the strong breeze, Bai Qian opened his eyes. In front of him, a strong man with a sword, he stood in front of them, facing Hong Niao. Hong Niao was enraged and screamed out a fire from his mouth, but the person in front blocked it with a fairy barrier. After the fire, the man stopped defending, raised his sword and jumped up to attack Hong Niao. There was a time when one person and one bird were fighting in the air.

The man either turned his back on her or fought in the air quickly. Bai Qian couldn't see his face clearly all the time, but he was familiar with it. I don't think this is the first time he has protected me like this. His name seems to be on the tip of my tongue, but I can't remember it. Bai Qian was worried and stared at the man fighting in the air.

Hong Niao is very cunning, a feint, escaped the man's frontal attack, and quickly grabbed the man's shoulder with his claws. Bai Qian was very sad. He saw blood oozing from the clothes on the man's shoulder and quickly shouted, "Look out!" " The man looked back slightly, and Bai Qian could only vaguely see his side face. Looking at the angular side face from a distance, her eyes were quite sharp, which made her heart jump a few times for no reason.

Is white before stupidly, the man has put Hong Niao uniform under the sword. The man put the sword in its sheath, smiled and said to the bird, "Why, don't you have enough trouble?" With a scream, Hong Niao restrained the flames around him, bowed his head and rubbed in his palm, then spread his wings and flew. The man flew to Hong Niao's back and flew farther and farther with it. Bai Qian chased a few steps and shouted after the man, "Wait, don't go …" The man never looked back, and flew away in a red bird.

Dreams are like smoke and dust, and my heart is melancholy. Deep sadness lingers in my heart. A line of clear tears slipped silently from the corner of my eye.

A warm hand gently wiped away the tears in the corner of Bai Qian's eye. Bai Qian's eyelashes trembled and he slowly opened his eyes. In his view, this is his own room in Kunlun. Looking up slightly, Master Mo Yuan was lying on her side, looking at her tenderly. Bai Qian's heart was full of sadness. He rolled over and buried his face in Mo Yuan's arms. Mo Yuan hugged her, kissed the black hair on her head, patted her back and softly comforted: "It was just a dream. I cried when I was sad."

Bai Qian sniffed and whispered, "After I woke up, I forgot a lot about that dream. I didn't want to cry. "

Mo Yuan smiled and said, "Indeed, you were not a cry baby when you were a child."

Bai Qian looked up, but his forehead was rubbed by the beard on his chin. His head leaned back slightly, pulling the distance between his forehead and chin, but the next moment he kissed his lips. After several encounters, Bai Qian blushed, buried her head in her chest and stopped looking up.

"The teacher is not ok? Why are you here? " Mo Yuan looked down at her and made no secret of her affection. She smiled and said, "I missed you, so I came to see you. Who knows that you ran back to your room and set up a fairy barrier. "

Bai Qian remembered that she set up a fairy barrier: "I set up a fairy barrier because I met Zilan's brother and was afraid that he would come in and disturb my sleep." But master broke into my fairy barrier and came in. Why didn't I notice it at all? "

Mo Yuan thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's because I have your blood on me, so your technique naturally has no rejection of what belongs to you."

Bai Qian thought for a long time, then blushed in hindsight: "How can Master belong to me? A master is a master, and seventeen is seventeen. "

Although Mo Yuan cared that she would draw a clear line between them, she let her temporarily: "It doesn't matter what you said at the moment, but I have written the letter of appointment today and sent it to Zheyan, asking him to give it to your father for me. It won't be long before you need not tell me so clearly. "

Bai Qian got a fright, rolled up and looked at Mo Yuan with an incredible expression. Mo Yuan got up, conveniently pulled her up, adjusted her wrinkled dress, and then looked at her with a smile: "A distinguished guest came to Kunlun today. You must meet her. You slept for a long time, and people have been waiting in the guest house. "

Bai Qian asked listlessly, "Who is it?"

Mo Yuan hooked his lips and smiled: "Wing Jun Rouge ..."

The landlord has made another masterpiece today, which was included in "Martial Arts Jianghu Daily 170925| Throughout the ages, all gods eat temples, and the history of the Qing Dynasty broadcasts heroes". Thank you @ Life for inviting me! Spread flowers and applaud!

First appeared on 20 17-09-24.

Modified on 20 19-02- 17.