After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

Chapter 72 Meet you in this life

After getting rid of the mysterious demon, Huaibo shook his body and was held by the waist.

She was so tired, she was fainted in front of her eyes, leaning on Mingluan.

“Thank you fellow Daoist.” Huaibo turned his head, just as Mingluan also turned to look at her.

They were similar in height, and at the moment their eyes were facing each other, their lips touched lightly, like a dragonfly, and they passed by, causing ripples in circles.

With a thud in his brain, Huaibo blushed as if he was about to bleed.

She couldn’t help taking a few steps back, but forgetting that she was exhausted, she fell back when her legs were weak, Mingluan stepped forward and hugged her, with a little smile in her eyes.

The blood mist gradually dissipated, and a few beams of light shot in from the mist. The surroundings were still a little dim. Huaibo raised his head. There was a smile in the person’s eyes, gentle and gentle, his eyes gleaming, as if dripping. It’s very touching to see a river in a river.

Huaibo regained consciousness first, coughed a few times, lowered his head slightly, “My fellow…”

Mingluan hugged her sideways.

Huaibo pushed, but unfortunately already exhausted, his head dropped on her shoulder, and repeated, “Same door.”

Mingluan smiled silently, “But I just want to save you.”

Huaibo glared at her and twisted, “Let me go down, they will be in danger if the blood mist is not exhausted.”

Mingluan pressed her hands and hugged her extremely tightly, “What if I don’t let it go?”

Huaibo struggled harder, his voice was cold, and he held the cloud in his hand, “Let go.”

Mingluan smiled, “If I don’t let go, they are dead, will you hate me?”

“You…” Huaibo frowned deeply, “Yes.”

“Why?” Mingluan looked dazed, seeming to be really puzzled, “If I don’t come, you are all dead, and now I saved your life, but you still hate me and you deserve to die for this group. People hate me.”

Huaibo was a little angry, and a little anxious.

But this person seems to simply do not understand, his black and white eyes are soft and clear, and the tails of his eyes are slightly drooping, as innocent and pitiful as a deer in the mountains.

Huaibo thought of the fresh snow in Gushan, flawless and clean, but when it touched it, it was cold.

The anger in her heart was suddenly extinguished by this new snow, and she pushed Mingluan away with both hands, and staggered towards the same door where she had collapsed. The round-faced girl was lying ten steps away, and Huaibo bent down and just wanted to carry it. Up the little girl.

Mingluan looked at her quietly, her eyes dimmed and dark.

As soon as Huaibo bent down, the darkness in front of her eyes again, she used the clouds to support her figure, and it took a long time to relax.

Coming to this world for the first time through this war, let her understand what the real danger is, and also let her know what it means to have heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world.

When she opened her eyes again, the little girl was nowhere to be seen, and her friends were gone.

Huaibo turned around abruptly, and because of too much force, a **** smell appeared in his throat, and he asked word by word: “Where are they?”

Mingluan blinked.

Huaibo pointed at her in the cloud and asked coldly, “Where are they?”

Under the black gauze, scarlet lips gradually curled up.

Mingluan walked in slowly, the point of the sword pointed at her chest, “Are you going to kill me?”

When she took a step, Huaibo took a step back, the clouds trembling constantly.

Mingluan slowly lowered her head and looked at the sword against her chest. It was clear that the point of the sword was one finger away from her clothes, but she felt as if her heart had been pierced by the sword, and her breath was painful, she lifted it. Starting from the hand, it seems that I want to touch the sharp blade.

Huaibo withdrew the sword abruptly, “What the **** are you going to do?”

Mingluan put his hands on her chest, her jade white fingers resting on the black clothes, and her voice was low, “Don’t point your sword at me, it will be sad.”

Huaibo tightened his lips, “Where did you get me?”

Mingluan frowned, tilted his head to look at her, and suddenly said, “I’m sad.”

Huaibo held the hand in the cloud a little tighter. When she felt uneasy, she would be like this. She didn’t know whether she was in the same class or the person in front of her. The good and evil of the person in front of her were unknown.

Ming Luan’s eyes showed a bit of injury, “You are holding the sword tightly again, do you want to kill me?”

Huaibo slowly let go of his hand and sighed, “Don’t tease me… Senior.”

“My name is Mingluan.”

Huaibo knew that the disappearance of the same school was mostly caused by this person. He took a deep breath and had to confess to her in a good voice: “I am upset, and I am anxious to point the sword at you. It is not good for me. Mingluan, mine. I don’t know the life or death of my fellow students. I am very worried. If you can tell them where they are, I will be grateful.

Mingluan asked: “How do you thank me?”

Huaibo never thought that she would really ask for it, and was dumb for a moment, then: “I have a lot of spirit stones…”

Minglu laughed out loud, “I also have a lot of spirit stones.”

Huaibo was a little annoyed. After coming to another world, she had a smooth journey and was only one step away from reaching the top of the fairy tale. Who has teased her like this? Like a cat and a mouse, playing with her in the palm of his hand, this person is really nasty and hateful.

“Then what do you want?”

Mingluan stretched out his hands, “It hurts, you help me blow.”

The hand in front of him was as flawless as white marble. Huaibo was too lazy to look up at her, blew out a few breaths, and asked angrily: “Okay, what else?”

My hands are numb and itchy, like a spring breeze.

Ming Luan shook his hand, trying in vain to hold the spring breeze in his palm, but could only watch it slip through his fingers. She whispered: “It still hurts, you blow it again.”

Huaibo has always treated people indifferently and alienatedly, like Wang Wubo’s ancient well, but now the water in the well has been stirred and stirred by people with long sticks, making her upset, “There is no wound on your hand, why does it hurt? Don’t be like this…I I am really worried about them.”

Mingluan’s eyes gradually seeped a little moisture, which was surprisingly bright in the dim mist. She wanted to get rid of the spell, and let Huaibo look at the wrecked and scarred hands. She was afraid that it would scare her, so she lost her hands and retracted her hands. The spring breeze has passed, but she still maintains a clenched posture.

“I sent them back to Jiangcheng.”

Huaibo’s eyes lit up, and he said, “Thank you very much.”

After all, holding on to the clouds and staggering towards Jiangcheng.

Mingluan looked at her back, stretched out her hand and grabbed it, like trying to fish out the moon in the water and pluck the stars in the sky, she lowered her head and smiled bitterly, her hands were empty and there was nothing.

“Aren’t you going back with me?”

Mingluan raised her eyes blankly, and the woman went back and forth, looking at her puzzled.

“Why turn around?” she asked softly.

Huaibo sighed helplessly, and after walking a few steps, he realized that this person had not followed, and worried that she would encounter accidents alone in the blood mist, “Let’s go together.”

Mingluan smiled, her eyebrows stretched, and a light trembling in her eyes, “From now on, don’t look back.”

She turned around and walked away from Jiangcheng, her large black robe swaying, it seemed to be the black that was constantly condensing blood, pure and desperate, Bai Bai walked closer, and she seemed to hear the sobbing sound of a ghost in a trance. .

Mingluan asked: “Why come here?”

Huaibo dragged his exhausted pace behind her, “Since the same door is in Jiangcheng, I must be all right. You are alone in the **** fog, and I don’t worry.”

Mingluan stopped abruptly.

Huaibo was caught off guard and bumped behind her, staggered a few steps and was hugged by someone, “What are you doing?”

“Send you back.”

Mingluan could take Huaibo back to Jiangcheng with a change of mind, but she chose to walk over it step by step. The fresh life is close to her skin, she can even feel the blood flowing under it, and her heart is beating, but she rarely wants to dig out this heart, let the blood flow in her hands, just want to hold this person slowly Walk slowly. She cherishes herself who is not violent.

Huaibo struggled a few times and couldn’t get rid of it, and he didn’t need to worry about the same door. Unknowingly, he put his arms around Mingluan’s neck and buried her head limply between her necks. The warm nose floated gently, and his soft lips rubbed Mingluan’s neck from time to time as he walked.

This road is too close and too far.

Mingluan gently placed her under the city wall, staring at her face, as if it were a lifetime, no, now it’s a lifetime goodbye. She finally remembered what she had been pursuing so hard and why she had been in the world for so many years. However, things were wrong, she reached out and stroked the beautiful brows of the woman, startled to think that if Peiyu were here, she would be overjoyed and tearful. Face it.

But after all, she was not wearing a jade, but after the tribulation of heaven, she walked alone in the world for thousands of years, and was driven by this ruthless heavenly way to crazy Mingluan. She feels guilty, and her body and mind are decayed, so facing this reunion, she didn’t feel much joy, just stunned.

“Why did the master turn around back then?”

Obviously already walked into the Yellow Springs, why did you want to go back and block the last sky thunder for her?

If this were not the case, she would have been liberated long ago, instead of living alone in a world without jade and no Huaibai as she did later.

For so many years, so many years… For so long, she only remembers blood, hatred, and loneliness that kept her away in the world for so many years.

Huaibo’s head was soft and crooked on her hand, her nose was warm, and her palms were numb.

Mingluan slowly leaned over.

Do what Peiyu’s little fool has always wanted to do, that little, unspeakable thing, mixed in the soft and beautiful air, the serene and picturesque brows are getting closer and closer to her, the light is mixed with the mist, floating up and down.

Finally Mingluan stopped.

Her lips were almost close to her lips, leaving only a strand of hair, she could really kiss with a slight movement, but she did not continue, just maintaining this strenuous posture, with open eyes and dry eye sockets, and she was still reluctant to blink once. eye.

Something seems to be blooming in my heart.

Withered bones could not recover the flesh and blood body, but when I saw this person, there seemed to be a ray of spring light in my heart, a drop of spring rain fell, and a delicate flower seemed to grow from the empty breastbone, bringing the hope of the far away to her again. beside.

“Hey, what are you doing!”

The round-faced girl looked at them angrily, and rushed over angrily, drew her sword and pointed at Mingluan, “You disciple, you dare to belittle my little uncle!”

She was so energetic that she got up before long and could still find outside the city.

Mingluan’s eyes turned cold, and she snapped her fingers to shut her mouth forever, Huaibo’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and she woke up leisurely.

The little sister said with joy: “Little Master, come here, that bad guy just wanted to plot against you!”

There was still some confusion in Huaibo’s eyes, as if he didn’t understand the meaning of this sentence, but when he saw the sword in the hands of the nun, he frowned slightly, stood up and pulled Mingluan behind him, “Mianmian, don’t point your sword at her. .”

She will be sad.

Kapok thought he had heard it wrong, and repeatedly asked: “Little Master? She is a bad person!”

Huaibo stood in front of Mingluan, his voice became cold and severe for the first time, “Do you want me to repeat? Put down the sword.”

Kapok put down the sword reluctantly and raised his eyes to explain. He saw Mingluan’s jokes and cold eyes, angrily and annoyed in his heart, inserted the sword back into the scabbard, and ran back angrily.

Huaibo explained embarrassingly: “My nephew, my teacher, is spoiled on weekdays and is a bit headstrong.”

Mingluan smiled: “It’s okay.”

“Let’s go into town.”

“it is good.”

Mingluan always stayed a few steps behind Huaibo.

The woman’s back is thin and straight, and the corners of her lips are slightly hooked, and she clasps Huaibo’s hand tightly.

Meeting you in this life, withered bones and flowers.