I had a good intention before, but I didn’t want to be a stepping stone for others.

He has been in this world for thousands of years and it is not a big deal to lose an identity. But this identity is there, and that is his. Whether he doesn't like it or doesn't want to take it, the identity is his after all. If others move, that's another saying.

It's always his thing, but he can't let himself not like it, and he can't let others move, and he can't let it go.

"If you move my things, it's not just a matter of exchange. It's so simple." The man in the upper position hummed in a gentle tone, but his subordinates had a little more force, which made the white tiger under his hands tremble a little timidly, but it still dared not move. This master has always done something unusual. He said that he would make it a tiger-skin mat, so he would definitely not just say it.

Although it has intelligence, it is just a very painful little white tiger after all. In the hands of this person, she dared not go anywhere else, but she was just a pet here with delicious food and drink. It did not consider anything else, and it could not consider it.

This person, the person it calls the master, is not that easy to fool, and his methods are also the clearest. In the Biyao Palace, half of the ghosts are entangled in him.

The smell of blood has always been his representative.

"Roar." Seeing his master's ruthless eyes, the little white tiger felt the force gradually deeper on his fur, so he had to hum in a low voice. It seemed to move more, but it also wanted its smooth fur. It didn't expect that one day it would become a good tiger-skin mat sitting on the couch.

"It's also because I haven't let you see tomorrow for a long time. In a few days, I will definitely take you to the outside world to see you. You will also be happy." The little white tiger just listened to the person who was on his head talking in a cold air, but there was a lot of interest in his eyes.

Well, the white tiger was calculating in his heart. Whenever the cheap master showed such a look, it would be unbearable to see the bloody thing. I still remember that the person who made this person show such a look last time was no longer considered a person. In short, it was extremely tragic. Life was worse than death. Living in this world was easier than going to hell.

I would rather enter the Hall of Hell than provoke me to Du Jun.

That's right, its cheap master is Du Yujun, who is a bit scarier than the King of Hell.

Du Yu, Du Yu, and you will spend the rest of your life. If you are attracted by what he sees, something that has a little interest, including people, you will be in the underworld in a few days, or if you are more interested, you will be in a dark room that is worse than hell, and you will have no hope of a good life in this life.

But this person is a bit unfaithful and doesn't like to stay well. If you don't mess with him, he will also look for you.

He often changes various identities. This time, his identity was unexpectedly Jun Lingyan from Jun Yiguo. However, at the beginning, this identity was snatched by a one-legged snatcher whom he had been raising and saving with great care. In this way, the ties were formed.

Especially when he saw that he had such a cold and resentful temperament, he wanted to pretend to be a very gentle young man, and deceive a one-legged crane who finally got the opportunity to take a pill and became a human-shaped one. However, the crane was so cruel that he pushed the young man who had saved himself into a cliff, and he never blinked.

But it's so powerful.

I just heard that the reason why Du Yujun saved the one-legged He'er was because the one-legged He'er had a bit of blood-colored feather on his body, and he was still a bit of sincere facing He'er.

It was when the little white tiger was thinking about such a random thing that the protagonist in its mind had already fallen asleep on the couch with the white fox mat.

Du Yujun has something that cannot be said to anyone, that is, every day, he will have a dream, a dream about a He'er with blood-colored feathers and like a flamingo. In the dream, he is a bystander, seeing a man named Yunxun and a He'er named Bai'er watching the clouds.

In the dream, it seemed that he was Yun Xun, but after waking up, he lost the He'er who was replaced by Bai'er.

One day, Yunxun discovered something amazing.

His crane, which had been with him for many years, actually started to speak.

"Young Master Yun." The cold voice made Yun Xun feel a little at a loss.

He had always thought that his crane should follow his character, gentle and polite, and should not be so indifferent.

"Bai'er." Yun Xun called gently, his moon-white clothes swayed in the wind, and his sleeves embroidered with golden pear lace gently stroked the white crane's feathers like clouds.

He has always called this white crane and Bai'er since he was a child. When he came to Yunque Mountain to practice, his master had become an immortal. He left nothing for him, but he just left this snow-white crane.

When Yun Xun's gentle eyes were stained with an undetectable blood.

If it weren't for the incident back then, his He'er wouldn't have been like this. Under the cloudy white feathers, there was bloody skin. He looked more like a flamingo.

Yun Xun chuckled. The crane seemed to like him calling her Bai'er very much, but he didn't like him very much, saying that she was like a flamingo. I don't know when this crane had a deep hatred with the flamingo.

"Yunxun." Baihe shouted coldly in his tender and red mouth.

Yun Xun just pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, looking like a breeze, and returned his eyes with fairy style. The gentle brown eyes were broken with starlight. It really made people unable to take their eyes off.

Bai He just looked at it lightly, but the indifference in his eyes probably dissipated a little.

The breeze blew by, and Yunxun felt warm and cool.

He has always disliked others yelling with him. Therefore, although Yunqiu Mountain has the reputation of being the best place to practice Taoism in the world, since he became the leader, he has handed over all the affairs in the sect to several elders. He is enjoying his calm life on the top of Yunqiu.

I thought life was like this, and I didn’t feel lonely with this crane, but since the first sentence of this crane, it seemed that something was different.

Yun Xun couldn't tell what was different. He just felt that he had spent more and more time on this crane. On weekdays, he saw the crane outside the curtain looking at the clouds and mist at the foot of the mountain. But for some reason, he began to accompany the crane. He began to see the sea of ​​clouds rolling gradually with her. They were all so close to each other.

Before, she only regarded this He'er as a physical thing left by her master and took care of her carefully. In the end, she transformed into shape but just wanted to treat this He'er as a mount.

But now, I have been thinking a lot about this He'er.

"Yunxun, do you like Yun?" The cold voice also made me feel particularly clear. It came from Baihe's mouth, which looked a bit like the white crane fairy-like appearance.

"You should be happy. But what's wrong?" The still gentle voice brought a hint of visible doubt and quiet coldness.

Bai He has been following Yun Xun and knows that although Yun Xun looks gentle on his face, the fact is contrary to the truth. His heart is completely cold. He seems to be easy-going towards everything, but he is truly indifferent. He has never had anything to catch his eyes.

But for hundreds of years, she has been with him for hundreds of years. Yunxun always likes to look at the clouds and mists lingering in the mountains. At first, she only thought he loved it. But as time goes by, she knows that Yunxun does not like clouds and mists, or rather, it is not just the clouds and mists. What he is happy about is the person behind the clouds and mists.

It was a story she didn't know.

Yun Xun's originally gentle brown eyes seemed to be surrounded by the cold blood in an instant, but it disappeared in a moment, as if it had never appeared. When the blood disappeared, his still moon-white clothes were still gentle.

And the dreams all come to an abrupt end here.

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