After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

Chapter 126 Long wind

When Huaibo returned from the discussion, it was late at night, the bright moon was in the sky, and the breeze was refreshing.

She walked slowly on the Shouxianfeng Mountain Road, enjoying the moonlit night. The clear moonlight is shining, the mountain peaks are covered with silver, the distant streams are sparkling, and the sound is clear and beautiful.

Huaibo remembered that when he was in the East China Sea, there was a full moon that night, and the pine waves made rustling noises.

She and Peiyu hugged tightly, their faces pressed together, tears mixed with tears.

They are like two wounded beasts, licking each other’s pain in the dark, the world is empty, only each other.

She still remembers the time when the light was clear and the shadow was clear, the moon was like snow, and the ground was a piece of silver.

Peiyu closed her eyes and wept silently, with broken moonlight in her teardrops.

The tears that reflected the full moon fell straight down, wet her Tsing Yi, and fell in her heart.

At that moment, Huaibo preferred to abandon everything, just to heal the tears on the jade face and the pain in his eyes.

She finally realized that she was once again in the mud, but she was willing to sink.

Feeling knowing does not know where it started, and as it went deep, it became like a drizzle stained with clothes, the fragrance of flowers filled the sleeves, and it fell into the net without knowing it.

“Peiyu.” She chanted the name softly, the corners of her mouth turned up, her eyes turned a thousand times.

The grass and trees rustled, and Huaibo smiled, and shouted coldly: “Who?” When she saw the visitor, she was a little startled, and said strangely: “The sea?”

Canghai threw into her arms without a word.

Huaibo patted her shoulder lightly and touched the protruding spine. Canghai seemed to be a lot thinner than before, “What’s the matter?”

“Master, I don’t want to…” Canghai’s voice was low and mute: “I want to go home.”

Huaibo sighed in her heart. Xiaolong, who had been spoiled for more than ten years, must have realized that the unification of the world is not just a simple slogan, it has to pay far more than she imagined.

Canghai smelled the familiar fragrance, and tears fell like a disconnection. He gripped Huaibo’s shirt tightly, choked up and said, “Master, I don’t want to be the Lord of the Four Seas anymore. I want to go home and return to Xianfeng. ”

Huaibo touched her head and said softly, “No matter who you are, Shouxian Peak will always be your home.”

Hearing this, Canghai tightened his arms, so that Huaibai almost couldn’t breathe, so he could only pat her shoulder, “Let Master see what’s wrong with you?”

Cang Hai obediently let go and took a step back.

With the moonlight, Huaibo could see the bruises on her face, and a swelling piece on her forehead, described as a little embarrassed.

Cang Hai pursed his lips, “I just finished the fight…I ran back.”

Huaibo laughed and held her hand, “I will take you to apply the medicine.”

Cang Hai nodded, and suddenly let out a soft cry in pain.

Huaibo’s eyes sank, and she uncovered her sleeves. There was a long scar across her snow-white jade arm. The skin was open and fleshy. After soaking in the water for a long time, it showed a pale and infiltrating color. The big monster has thick skin and thick skin, especially the dragons. Although Canghai hasn’t said clearly, she can think of the fierceness of this battle.

With a gloomy expression on Huaibo’s face, he bent down and carefully applied the elixir to the hideous wound.

It is a pity that the immortal monk’s elixir is not very effective on the demon, the small bruises healed quickly, but the big wounds were just enough to stop bleeding.

Cang Hai felt Master’s gentleness, his eye circles were red again, and he whispered: “Master, I didn’t expect it to be so difficult…”

Under the protection of Yue Changfeng and Huaibo, she had not gone through the fight of the monster race, and she had never experienced what is weak and strong, and she is innocent and weaker than other monsters.

Even if you are born as a dragon, inherit the luck of the whole family, and have an immature temperament, it is difficult to go smoothly.

On this road, she was destined to stumble and beat her head in order to truly grow.

Canghai sniffed and said, “I used to think that as long as I go back, they will listen to me.”

She squashed her mouth and wept, “They are all broken, I don’t want to be their king anymore.”

Huaibo looked at the wound, distressed, “Then come back, Gushan can protect you.”

Canghai didn’t take it, turned his head and looked around, and asked, “Master, where is the third sister?”

Huaibo said: “She is retreating to break through the golden core.”

“Didn’t she not like to practice?” Cang Hai pursed her lips and said softly, “Is it because of me?”

Huaibai smiled and said, “Yes, she said that one day, she will let everyone in the world know that the last dragon in this world belongs to her.”

The face of the sea was blushing, shame and joy, tears still flashing in his eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously, “Did she really say that?”

Huaibo nodded, “Naturally, how could I lie to you?”

Cang Hai let out a cheer, covered his face embarrassedly, smiled blankly, and his shoulders trembled.

Huaibo smiled in his heart and shook his head.

Calculated according to the Yaozu’s age, Canghai is now a little younger than Peiyu, barely able to be considered an adult.

After waiting for a while, the soft laughter slowly changed its tone and became an intermittent choking. Huaibo raised his eyes and saw tears oozing between his fingers, rolling tears reflecting the moon, like sparkling pearls, made from white jade The back of Cheng’s hand dripped.

Huaibo asked softly: “Why are you crying?”

Cang Hai threw into her arms, “I, I am so happy, Master, Chang Feng is so good, she is so good, how can I be worthy of her?”

Huai Bai’s eyebrows were slightly bent: “Who is not worthy of a dragon that is favored by the heavens?”

Cang Hai raised his head, his eyes glowing red, “What if I am just Canghai? What if the dragon clan is not destroyed?”

Huaibo touched her hair lightly, Xing’s eyes curled, her voice was gentle, “Emotional matters, there is nothing worthy of it, even if there are countless dragons in the world, there is only one you. Yu Chang As far as the wind is concerned, no matter how good those people are, they are not the ocean.”

Canghai smiled with tears: “In this world, there is only one more wind.”

Affected by her demon power, dark clouds piled up above her head, covering the bright moon, and Tiangong wept in tears when a torrential rain struck.

The rain hit Canghai coldly, her figure shook, and she transformed into a huge green dragon, with scales like emeralds, and the emerald color flowed.

It’s a pity that the jade-like scales are no longer intact, and the dragon’s body is covered with scars and bloody.

Canghai conjured an emerald green umbrella to shield Huaibo from the wind and rain. The dragon’s head lowered and said, “Master, I’m going back.”

Huaibo raised his hand and touched her horn, “Have you decided?”

Canghai said, “I am the demon of Changtian.”

Be a big demon, the dragon horn stirs the wind and rain, and the dragon’s breath blows down the Milky Way.

Ride the long wind and break the waves with the owner.

That was the wish she made three hundred years ago.

Canghai said, “I also want to become strong for her.”

She will be the demon of the longer wind, soaring for nine days with her, diving in the deep sea, exploring the laws of heaven, and wandering in the three thousand worlds.

In the heavy rain, a blue light passed over Wanzhong Mountain, dragging its long tail like a meteor, and quickly disappeared from Huaibo’s sight.

After Huaibo held the umbrella and watched her go away, Yujian flew to Huang Zhongfeng.

The phoenix trees on the peak are verdant, the leaves are shaking, and a few fallen leaves are spinning in the wind.

“Senior Sister…” Huai Bai’s voice was very low, submerged in a mountain of wind and rain, hard to tell, “It was my fault that day, come back.”

Heavy wind and rain, leaves rustling, like weeping softly.

A sycamore leaf is sandwiched between two plain white fingers.

Jun Lingyang was leaning against a rock, and the phoenix trees behind her covered the sky. She clamped a fallen leaf, her eyes fell silent, her eyes gloomy.

“Are you thinking about that little tree again?” Mr. Dongting didn’t know when he would come, and sat on the branch with his feet up, “She is also a phoenix tree, right?”

Lingyang did not speak.

Lord Dongting smiled and said: “Lingyang, what do you look like? Wouldn’t you just be together for three hundred years and have been moved by her sincerity?”

Lord Lingyang’s voice was as cold as gold and stone, “More than three hundred years.”

From the moment a bird catches a seed, a small emerald sprout emerges from the soil, to the passing of a mountain breeze, the plane tree transforms into a human form for the first time.

Thousands of years have passed, and tens of thousands of years have passed, she has been silently watching Ye Yunxin.

Look at it being devastated by wind and rain, and being rejuvenated by the sun, remembering how lovely it was when it was young, and how magnificent it grew up.

Jun Dongting squinted his eyes, “Do you really like her?”

Lingyang rubbed the leaves in his hand and shook his head, “She is the last elf bred by Lingyang Mountain’s spiritual energy.”

Lord Dongting raised his eyebrows, “So?”

Lingyang said: “I miss Lingyang Mountain a bit.”

Lord Dongting jumped down from the tree, his blue clothes fluttered, “The past, after all, can’t come back.”

She looked at it and saw that the rivers, mountains and rivers, the sky of the sun, the moon and the sky were no longer what she remembered. At that time, the ancient trees were towering to the sky, the forests were continuous, the clouds and dreams were vast as the sea, the Lingyang Mountains were majestic, and the years were rolling, everything turned into dust in the old days, only two dead souls who did not want to be annihilated remained here, mourning the past.

“Lingyang, we can’t look back, you shouldn’t forget,” Jun Dongting closed his eyes, “We have fallen into demons just because we don’t want to succumb to time and disobey the ruthless way of heaven. If this were not the case, Ling Yangyun Dreams don’t exist long ago, and you and I should have died over time…We can’t look back.”

Lingyang raised his eyes and said blankly: “Gushan has a beautiful Boding style, we can’t move, what are you going to do about the four magical artifacts?”

Lord Dongting raised his hand, and the bracelet was shining with a blue light.

She looked at the bracelet and smiled, “Perhaps, the opportunity for the birth of a thousand demons was not the four artifacts.”

Lingyang frowned slightly and looked at her puzzledly.

Mr. Dongting didn’t continue to say, he walked forward with his hands in his hands, his footsteps briskly.

Lingyang asked: “Where are you going?”

Monarch Dongting looked back and smiled, “East China Sea, there is a lake there with lotus flowers planted on it, which is very similar to Yunmeng of the year, but unfortunately there is no fisher girl who picks lotus.”

The Youlan Bracelet shook gently, reflecting the radiant light.

Lingyang lowered his eyes and continued to look at the green leaves in his hands, with a lonely expression. After a long time, she lowered her head and gently kissed the sycamore leaves.

The sycamore trees on Huangzhongfeng trembled slightly in the wind on Gushan Mountain.

Huaibo sighed in a low voice, glanced at the sycamore tree, and walked away with his sword, disappearing into the tumbling clouds.

The lights were still on in Danxia Palace.

Wearing a crane cloak, Ning Xiao walked slowly to the window, looking at the wind and rain, with a solemn expression.

The wind blew, the candlelight shook, and a few cold rains sprinkled on his face.

Ning Xiao frowned slightly and turned to open the door. Two men in black robes, one tall and one short, stood under the eaves, cold air pouring in from outside the door.

“Chang Zhu?” Ning Xiao turned sideways, greeted them, and then closed the door, “Why did you come? What happened?”

The taller figure coughed a few times, “Something happened in Xiancheng, and I often laughed and got hurt. I was worried that she would be unsafe in Xiancheng, so I could only send her to Gushan overnight.”

Xun Chang laughed and put down his cloak, revealing a pale and expressionless face.

Ning Xiao didn’t ask much, and called Dao Tong and asked him to send Xun Changxiao to Lingsufeng to cultivate.

Rong Changzhu stared closely at Xun Changxiao’s back until she was overwhelmed by the dark night, before turning around and bowing to Ning Xiao.

The candlelight flickered, and Ning Xiao hurriedly helped him up, “What is this?”

Rong Changzhu whispered: “I always smile like me, and like you, my master only accepted three people, and my senior brother was buried in Shiling, I only have her…Friends, the friendship between us has always been Not involved in the sect, but today is not what it used to be. I entrust her to you and implore you to treat her as a disciple of Gushan and protect her.”

Ning Xiao nodded and asked, “Is the situation in Momen already so precarious?”

Rong Changzhu lowered his head, covered by a black cloak, unable to see his face clearly, “Friend, I still want to see Big Brother.”

Ning Xiao’s heart sank, “Okay, I’ll take you there.”

There is a small two-story building in Shouxian Peak, called Tianji Room, where Zhao Jianyi usually works as Yanjia.

The wooden window was choked by the wind, Zhao Jian rubbed his eyes, stretched his waist, looked at the gust of wind and rain outside the window, and muttered to himself: “Why is it raining all of a sudden?” He didn’t think too much. He lowered his head and continued to make Yanjia, after all, he owed a huge amount of money, and the road ahead was difficult.

Suddenly there was a light knock on the door.

Zhao Jianyi wondered how someone would come at this point, “Come on.” He opened the door and almost scared his chin off, “Dao, Dao Zun, good evening!”

Ning Xiao smiled at him.

Zhao Jian hurriedly ran into the room and stuffed the messy organ parts on the table into the cabinet. He also wanted to trot to pour a cup of hot tea for Dao Zun, but found that the tea pot was already empty, with only a few pieces of dried tea leaves.

Ning Xiao said, “You are welcome, I have a friend who wants to see you.”

Zhao Jianyi quietly raised his eyes and saw that the so-called friend was covered by a black cloak, only to see that he was a tall and thin man.

The “friend” seemed to be wounded, and the blood was circulating in the room.

“I heard that your Yan Jia is well made.” The black man took off his cloak and smiled at him slightly: “I want to ask you for a Yan Jia.”

Zhao Jianyi looked at this pale and young face, only to feel familiar, but he couldn’t remember when he saw it. Dao Zun’s friend must be a great man, so he respectfully asked: “What kind of Yan Jia do you want?”

Rong Changzhu smiled, “The big, big one.”

Zhao Jian frowned and couldn’t believe what he heard, “…as long as the big one?”

Rong Changzhu nodded.

Zhao Jianyi picked up a Yanjia egg on the table, “This is my new one, called Yanjia Taishan. It is the biggest I can make. I will take you outside to see how big it is.”

Rong Changzhu coughed a few times, staring at the Yanjiadan in his hand, with a gentle smile in his eyes, “No need, give it to me.”

Zhao Jian walked forward and obediently gave it to him.

Rong Changzhu caught it with both hands, with a look very precious. “You can’t take your things for nothing,” he carefully put the Yanjia egg in his arms, took off the black ring on his right hand, and handed it to Zhao Jianyi. “This is an exchange.”

Ning Xiao’s eyes tightened, and she moved manually, but did not speak.

Zhao Jian looked embarrassed, “That’s not a valuable thing, I can’t take it…”

Ning Xiao said: “Jian Yi, accept it.”

Zhao Jianyi then took it. The ring was black, with complicated runes engraved on it, and it shone with a warm luster under the lights.

Rong Changzhu glanced sideways at Ning Xiao and walked out together.

When he reached the door, Rong Changzhu stopped and said, “Don’t develop Yanjia all night in the future. Your body is important.”

Zhao Jian scratched his head, not knowing who this person was, but felt warm in his heart, “Okay.”

“Why?” Ning Xiao asked in a deep voice, standing on the top of the mountain.

Rong Changzhu smiled, “It was originally his.” He stroked the Yan Jiadan in his hand, as if returning to three hundred years ago.

Junyi’s young man opened his hands and said, “Junior brother, when I come back from Shiling, I will make this for you! Oh! Big Yanjia.”

The little girl rushed over, crying and tugging at his trouser legs, “Big brother! I can’t bear you, woooo.”

The young man touched her head, “Hey, I will bring you back with candied haws.” He flew up to the clouds and waved at them with a smile, “Wait for me to come back!”

“Three hundred years have passed, it seems just a blink of an eye.”

Rong Changzhu wiped the light from the corner of his eyes, “Friend, I entrust the two most important people in my life to Gushan,” he waved to Ning Xiao, “Take care of them for me.”

Ning Xiao stepped forward and asked in a trembling voice, “Chang Zhu, will you come back?”

Rong Changzhu smiled, “Of course, after all… where do you not meet in life.”

His sword flew into the dark clouds, his black robe bulged, and melted into the cold wind and rain.

Ning Xiao held his hands independently in the wind.

He slowly closed his eyes, his face wet with rain, revealing a cold white color. A water mark crossed the corner of his eye, not knowing whether it was rain or tears.

In the heavenly machine room, Zhao Jianyi looked at the ring strangely, “That person is so strange, have I seen him?”

He thought for a long time, but couldn’t think of the result, so he tried to put on the ring. The ring slid in smoothly, and it fits closely with his index finger, as if it belonged to him in the first place.

“Forget it, when we meet next time, ask that senior again.”