After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

It was late at night when Huai Bo returned from discussing matters, with a bright moon in the sky and a cool breeze.

She walked slowly on the mountain path of Shouxian Peak, admiring the moonlit night scenery.The clear moonlight falls, the mountain peaks are covered with silver light, and the streams in the distance are sparkling, and the sound is clear and pleasant.

Huai Bai remembered that when he was in the East China Sea, that night was also such a full moon, with the undulating pines and rustling sounds.

She and Peiyu hugged each other tightly, face to face, tears mixed together.

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

She still remembered that at that time, the light was clear and the shadows were clear, the moon was shining like snow, and the ground was covered with broken silver.

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

The tear that reflected the full moon fell straight down, soaking her Tsing Yi, and falling into her heart.

At that moment, Huai Bai would rather give up everything, just to heal the tears on Peiyu's face and the pain in his eyes.

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

I don't know where it started, but as soon as it goes deep, it's like drizzle on the clothes, and the fragrance of flowers fills the sleeves, and it has fallen into the net without knowing it.

"Peiyu." She said the name softly, the corners of her mouth turned up, her eyes turned back and forth.

The grass and trees rustled, Huai Bai's smile stopped, and he shouted in a cold voice: "Who?" When she saw the person, she was slightly startled, and asked strangely: "Canghai?"

Cang Hai threw himself into her arms without saying a word.

Huai Bai patted her shoulder lightly, felt the protruding spine, Cang Hai seemed much thinner than before, "What's the matter?"

"Master, I don't want to..." Cang Hai said in a hoarse voice, "I want to go home."

Huai Bai sighed in his heart. Xiaolong, who has been pampered for more than ten years, must have realized that unifying the world is not just a simple slogan, and she has to pay much more than she imagined.

Cang Hai smelled the familiar fragrance, tears fell like a broken thread, he held Huai Bai's skirt tightly with his hands, choked up and said: "Master, I don't want to be the lord of the world anymore, I want to go home and return to Xianfeng. "

Huai Bo patted her head and said softly: "No matter who you are, Shouxian Peak will always be your home."

Hearing the words, Cang Hai was so moved that his arms tightened, and Huai Bai was almost out of breath, so he could only pat her on the shoulder, "Let Master see what's wrong with you?"

Cang Hai let go obediently, and took a step back.

Through the moonlight, Huai Bai could clearly see the bruises on her face, and a high swelling on her forehead, which made her look a little embarrassed.

Cang Hai pursed his lips, "Just after the fight... I ran back."

Huai Bo laughed, and held her hand, "I'll take you to apply the medicine."

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

Huai Bai's eyes sank, and he opened her sleeves. There was a long scar on the snow-white jade arm, the skin was ripped apart, and after soaking in the water for a long time, it showed a pale and permeable color.The big monster has rough skin and thick flesh, especially the dragon clan. Although Cang Hai didn't say it clearly, she can still imagine the cruelty of this battle.

Huai Bai's face was gloomy, he bent down, and carefully applied the elixir to the hideous wound.

It's a pity that the immortal cultivator's elixir didn't work very well on the demon. The small bruised and purple wounds healed quickly, but the big wounds could barely stop the bleeding.

Cang Hai felt Master's gentleness, his eyes turned red again, and said in a low voice: "Master, I didn't expect it to be so difficult..."

Under the protection of Yue Changfeng and Huai Bai, she has never been slaughtered by the monster clan, and she has never experienced what it means to be a predator of the jungle, and she is more 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 heart, it will be difficult for you to have smooth sailing.

On this road, she is doomed to stumble and have a broken head in order to truly grow.

Cang Hai sniffed and said, "I thought that as long as I go back, they will listen to me."

She pursed her mouth and wanted to cry, "They are all bad, I don't want to be their king anymore."

Looking at the wound, Huai Bo felt distressed, "Then come back, Gushan can protect you."

Cang Hai didn't continue, turned his head to look around, and asked, "Master, where is Third Senior Sister?"

Huai Bo said: "She is retreating to break through the golden core."

"Doesn't she dislike cultivation?" Cang Hai pursed his lips and said softly, "Is it because of me?"

Huai Bo 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."

Cang Hai's face was blushing, she was both ashamed and happy, tears were still shining in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth turned up unconsciously, "Did she really say that?"

Huai Bo nodded, "Naturally, how could I lie to you?"

Cang Hai let out a cheer, covered his face in embarrassment, and laughed blankly, his shoulders trembling wildly.

Huai Bai smiled in his heart and shook his head.

Calculated according to the age of the Yaozu, Cang Hai is now a little younger than Peiyu, barely considered an adult.

After waiting for a while, the soft laughter slowly changed into intermittent choked sobs. Huai Bai raised his eyes and saw tears oozing from between his fingers. into the back of the hand dripped.

Huai Bai asked softly, "Why are you crying?"

Cang Hai threw himself 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 and eyes slightly curved: "Who can't match a dragon who is favored by heaven?"

Cang Hai raised his head, with reddish eyes, "What if I'm just Cang Hai? What if the Dragon Clan is not destroyed?"

Huai Bo lightly stroked her hair, his almond eyes were bent, and his voice was gentle, "Emotional matters, what is worthy or not, even if there are countless dragons in this world, there is only one you. Yu Chang As far as the wind is concerned, no matter how good those people are, what's the use, they are not the sea."

Cang Hai smiled with tears in his eyes: "In this world, there is only one Yue Changfeng."

Affected by her demonic power, dark clouds piled up above her head, covering the bright moon. When a heavy rain hit, the Lord of Heaven wept.

The rain hit Cang Hai coldly, and her figure flickered, transforming into a huge green dragon, with scales like pieces of emerald, and the green color was flowing.

It's a pity that the emerald-like scales are no longer complete, and the dragon's body is covered with scars, and its flesh and blood are ferocious.

Canghai conjured up an emerald green umbrella to shield Huaibai from the wind and rain, lowered the dragon's head, and said, "Master, I'm going back."

Huai Bo raised his hand and touched her horn, "Have you decided yet?"

Cang Hai said: "I am the demon of Changtian."

Be a big demon, the dragon's horns stir up the wind and rain, and the dragon's breath blows down the Milky Way.

Together with the owner, ride the long wind and break the thousands of miles of waves.

That was the wish she made 300 years ago.

Cang Hai said: "I also want to become strong for her."

She wants to be a demon with a longer wind, and together she soars through the nine heavens, dives into the deep sea, seeks the laws of heaven, and travels in the three thousand worlds.

Under the heavy rain, a ray of blue light passed over Ten Thousand Mountains, dragging its long tail like a meteor, and quickly disappeared from Huai Bai's sight.

Holding the umbrella, Huai Bai watched her go away, then Yu Jian flew to Huang Zhongfeng.

The sycamore trees on the top of the peak are green, the leaves are shaking, and a few fallen leaves are spinning in the wind.

"Senior Sister..." Huai Bai's voice was very low, lost in the mountain wind and rain, it was difficult to distinguish, "It was my fault that day, you come back."

There was heavy wind and rain, and the rustling of leaves, as if weeping softly.

A sycamore leaf is sandwiched between two plain white fingers.

Lingyang Jun was leaning against a rock, with the phoenix trees covering the sky behind her, she clamped a fallen leaf, her eyes drooped silently, her eyes were deep and deep.

"Are you thinking about that little tree again?" Mr. Dongting came over at some point, and sat on the branch, "Is she also a phoenix tree?"

Ling Yang didn't speak.

Mr. Dongting smiled and said, "Lingyang, what do you look like? You can't have fallen in love with her after only being together for 300 years?"

Lord Lingyang's voice was as cold as gold, "It's more than 300 years."

From a bird carrying a seed, a small green bud emerges from the soil, and when a gust of mountain wind blows, the sycamore tree takes on a human form for the first time.

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

Seeing it was shattered by the wind and rain, and rejuvenated by the sun, remembering how exquisite and cute it was when it was young, and how magnificent and towering it was when it grew up.

Mr. Dongting narrowed his eyes, "Could it be that you really like her?"

Ling Yang rubbed the leaves in his hand, shook his head, "She is the last elf conceived by the aura of Lingyang Mountain."

Lord Dongting raised his eyebrows, "So?"

Lingyang said: "I miss Lingyang Mountain a little bit."

Mr. Dongting jumped off the tree, his blue clothes fluttering, "The past will never come back."

She looked around, the mountains and rivers, the sun, the moon and the sky were no longer what she remembered.At that time, the ancient trees were towering, the forests were continuous, Yunmeng Lake was as vast as the sea, and Lingyang Mountain was as majestic as the sky. The years were rolling, and everything in the old days was turned into dust. Only two dead souls who did not want to be annihilated remained standing here, mourning the past.

"Lingyang, we can't turn back, you won't forget," Lord Dongting closed his eyes, "It is precisely because we don't want to succumb to time and the ruthless way of heaven that we fell into demons. If it wasn't for this, Lingyang said Dreams have long since ceased to exist in the world, and you and I should have perished with time... We can't turn back."

Ling Yang raised his eyes, and said expressionlessly: "Gushan has Huai Bo Ding's elegance, we can't move, what are you going to do about the four artifacts?"

Mr. Dongting raised his hand, and the bracelet shone with a faint blue light.

She looked at the bracelet with a smile on her face, "Perhaps, the opportunity for the birth of all demons is not the four artifacts."

Ling Yang frowned slightly, looking at her puzzled.

Mr. Dongting did not continue to speak, and walked forward with his hands behind his back, his steps brisk.

Ling Yang asked, "Where are you going?"

Mr. Dongting looked back and smiled, "In the East China Sea, there is a lake covered with lotus flowers, which is very similar to Yunmeng back then, but it's a pity that there is no fisher girl picking lotus."

The faint blue bracelet swayed gently, reflecting a bright light.

Ling Yang lowered his eyes, and continued to look at the green leaves in his hands, with a melancholy expression.After a long time, she lowered her head and kissed lightly on the sycamore leaves.

A wind blew up from Gushan Mountain, and the sycamore tree on Huangzhong Peak trembled slightly.

Huai Bai sighed softly, glanced at the sycamore tree, walked away with his sword, and his figure disappeared into the rolling dark clouds.

The lights in Danxia Palace are still on.

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

The wind blew, the candles flickered, and some cold rain fell on his face.

Ning Xiao frowned slightly, turned around and opened the door, there were two men in black robes, one tall and one short, standing under the eaves, and the cold air poured in from outside the door.

"Changzhu?" Ning Xiao turned sideways, welcomed them in, and then closed the door, "Why are you here? What happened?"

The slightly taller figure coughed a few times, "Something happened to Xiancheng, and Chang Xiao was injured. I was worried that she would not be safe in Xiancheng, so I had to send her to Gushan overnight."

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

Ning Xiao didn't ask any further questions, but called Daotong and asked him to send Xun Changxiao to Lingsu Peak to cultivate.

Rong Changzhu stared closely at Xun Changxiao's back until she was submerged in the dark night before turning around and bowing to Ning Xiao.

The candle was flickering, Ning Xiao hurriedly helped him up, "What is this for?"

Rong Changzhu said in a low voice: "Always laughing like me, and Huaibai like you. Back then, my master only accepted three people. The elder brother was buried in Shiling, and I only have her...Friend, the friendship between us I have never been involved in the sect, but today is not what it used to be, I entrust her to you, I implore you to treat her as a disciple of the lonely mountain, and protect her well."

Ning Xiao nodded, and asked, "Is the situation in the Mo Sect already this precarious?"

Rong Changzhu lowered his head, covered by a black cloak, so he couldn't see his face clearly, "My friend, I still want to see Eldest Brother."

Ning Xiao's heart sank, "Okay, I'll take you there."

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

The wooden window was rattled by the wind. Zhao Jian rubbed his eyes, stretched his waist, looked out the window at the gust of wind and rain, and said to himself, "Why is it raining all of a sudden?" He didn't think too much, He bowed his head and continued to play with Yanjia. After all, he owed a huge sum of money and the road ahead was difficult.

Suddenly there was a light knock on the door.

Zhao Jianyi wondered why someone would come at this point, "Here we come." He opened the door, his jaw almost dropped, "Dao, Dao Zun, good evening!"

Ning Xiao smiled at him.

Zhao Jian rushed into the room in a hurry, stuffed the messy mechanical parts on the table into the cabinet, and wanted to trot to pour a cup of hot tea for Dao Zun, but found that the tea pot was already empty, only a sporadic piece or two of dry tea leaves.

Ning Xiao said, "You're welcome, I have a friend who wants to see you."

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

The "friend" seemed to be wounded, and a slight smell of blood circulated in the room.

"I heard that your Yanjia is very good." The man in black took off his cloak and smiled at him, "I want to ask you for a Yanjia."

As soon as Zhao Jian looked at this pale and young face, she felt familiar, but couldn't remember when she saw it.Daozun's friend must be a great person, so he asked respectfully, "What kind of Yanjia do you want?"

Rong Changzhu smiled, "The big ones."

Zhao Jian frowned, unable to believe what he heard, "...only the big ones?"

Rong Changzhu nodded.

Zhao Jianyi picked up a Yanjia egg on the table, "This is my new one. It's called Yanjia Taishan. It's the biggest I can make. When the rain stops, I'll take you outside to see how big it is."

Rong Changzhu coughed a few times, staring at the armor egg in his hand, with a gentle smile in his eyes, "No need, just give it to me."

As soon as Zhao Jian stepped forward, he obediently offered it to him.

Rong Changzhu caught it with both hands, with a very cherished expression. "I can't take your things for nothing." He carefully put the Yanjiadan in his arms, took off the Xuanhei ring on his right hand, and handed it to Zhao Jianyi, "This is an exchange."

Ning Xiao's eyes tightened, he moved his hands, but he didn't speak.

Zhao Jian looked puzzled, "It's not something expensive, I can't take it..."

Ning Xiao said: "Jian Yi, accept it."

Only then did Zhao Jian take it. The ring was black all over, with intricate runes engraved on it, and it shone warmly under the light.

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

When he reached the door, Rong Changzhu stopped and said: "In the future, don't spend all night developing Yanjia, the body is the most important thing."

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

"Why?" Ning Xiao asked in a deep voice while standing on the mountain peak.

Rong Changzhu smiled, "It was originally his." He stroked the armor egg in his hand, as if going back 300 years ago.

The handsome young man opened his hand and gestured, "Junior brother, when I come back from Shiling, I'll make this for you! What! Big Yanjia."

The little girl rushed over, crying and tugging at his trouser legs, "Brother! I can't bear you, woohoo."

The young man patted her head, "Hey, I'll bring you back candied haws." He flew up to the clouds, smiled and waved to them, "Wait for me to come back!"

"300 years have passed, it seems like a blink of an eye."

Rong Changzhu wiped the water from the corner of his eyes, "Friend, I entrust the two most important people in my life to Gu Shan," he waved to Ning Xiao, "Take care of them for me."

Ning Xiao took a step forward and asked tremblingly, "Chang Zhu, will you come back?"

Rong Changzhu smiled, "Of course, after all...where in life do we not meet again."

He flew into the dark clouds with his sword, and his black robe puffed up, blending into the cold wind and rain.

Ning Xiao stood alone in the wind with his hands behind his back.

He slowly closed his eyes, his face was wet by the rain, revealing a cold white color.There was a water mark in the corner of the eye, I don't know if it was rain or tears.

In the secret room, Zhao Jian looked at the ring strangely, "That man is so strange, have I seen him?"

He thought for a long time, but couldn't think of the result, and tried to put on the ring.The ring slid in smoothly and fit perfectly on his index finger, as if it belonged to him originally.

"Forget it, let's ask that senior again when we meet next time."