The room was still silent. The only sound was the sound of a hundred Li Long Sheng''s dreamy talk and grinding his teeth.

    Rong Qing is still sitting there, breathing gently. Under half a silver face is a cold thin lip and a perfect jaw.

    In the light moonlight, the colder and more elegant.

    Fei clothes and cloud sleeves are magnificent and elegant.

    "Ha ha..." at this time, there was a sudden laugh in the room, "even if I wake up, why should I come out to see you?"

    Although he said so, there was a light shadow floating from the sleeping Baili Changsheng, and then slowly condensed into shape.

    Maybe it''s because I just woke up. The shadow is very light, as if it would break when I pinch it.

    Even if it is as light as clouds and smoke, you can still tell that it is a tall and straight man, wearing a black straight placket long clothes, with flowing clouds and shallow lines embroidered on the cuffs.

    His narrow Phoenix eyes were as deep as the sea. They were a little cold, and his eyebrows were as cold as frost. His hair was tied up with a bamboo hairpin, revealing his slender neck.

    The face is carved and beautiful, just like the coming of God.

    Men exude a fatal danger, but it is this breath that adds a bit of attraction.

    "The last time we met, it was a long time ago." Rong gently raised his eyes, the light of his eyes was faint, and he was not photographed by the forced breath. "Did you sleep well?"

    "Oh." the man was noncommittal and his face was colder. "I''d rather I slept all the time than wake up like this."

    It''s a shame for him to become a fighting spirit of a human boy!

    But he can''t leave, and he has to protect the human boy.

    Because once Baili Changsheng dies, he will dissipate with him.

    Thinking of this, the man''s Phoenix eyes suddenly cooled down, cold to the bone.

    Rong qingchui glanced at the hundred mile long Sheng who was still asleep on the ground. There was no fluctuation in his eyes: "but you woke up."

    "Yes, I''m awake." the man raised his hand and looked at his nearly transparent arm, "but he was trapped in this extremely weak human body."

    "Human beings..." Rong Qing didn''t know what he thought, and a shallow fog floated in his eyes. "Human potential is the greatest."

    Too big for him to imagine.

    "Don''t say that." Xu has accepted his fate, and the man''s look eased a little. "What did you call me out to do? I thought you should have left Huaxu mainland."

    "I left at that time." Rong Qingmei was still indifferent. "You should still be sleeping when you came back last year."

    "I see." the man looked cold, and suddenly he raised his hand.

    Then, a flash of light flashed across and approached the man in Fei sitting there.

    But the next second, the light stopped and floated in the air.

    The light in front of him suddenly turned into nothingness with the sound of "bang!"!

    The hundred mile long Sheng on the ground muttered, turned over and went to sleep. He didn''t know that the danger was around him. No matter who he was, he could easily kill him.

    The atmosphere suddenly cooled down, as if a dark tide was surging.

    The same style is unique and magnificent.

    It is as cold as the broken snow in the cold winter.

    A dark river at the bottom of the abyss, sharp and rigorous.

    "Now I''m really weak." it was the man who spoke first. His eyebrows tightened and he was a little tired. "It''s the first time I have this feeling called ''powerlessness''."

    "Now is not the past." Rong Qing''s eyes are slightly cool, and the sound line is also cold for a few minutes. "The era that belongs to you has long ended."

    "Do you think you''re still what you used to be?"

    The man was slightly stunned. He whispered, "you''re right. Probably no one in Huaxu still remembers me."

    A thousand years have passed since his glorious era.

    His flesh has long been weathered, and his name has been lost in the long river of history.

    Now Huaxu three kingdoms are booming and prosperous. Who will remember him?

    "I still remember you." Rong Qing slowly, "the God of war sinks into the night."

    The evening mist is heavy, and its night is deep.

    Hearing the speech, Shen Ye suddenly looked up, looked at the double pupils for a long time, and gently sneered: "you are not from Huaxu mainland."

    The implication is that no one remembers him.

    "If you want others to remember you, there is only one way." Rong looked out of the window, "that is to reappear in front of them."

    "Appear?" Shen Ye seemed to hear something funny. "I''m not even a person like this. How can I appear aboveboard?"

    What''s more, if other people knew that he had become a fighting spirit, what would they think of him?

    "Why not?" when he said these four words, what he despised was the hundred mile long Sheng lying there.

    The heavy night looked along his eyes and seemed to realize something. His eyebrows were slightly wrung: "do you mean this boy can help me?"

    He didn''t see anything special about this boy. Besides sleeping, he could eat, he couldn''t fight, and he was stupid. He needed to do a little thing.

    You''re a fool!

    Rong Qing asked without answering, "how did you become his fighting spirit?"

    The night was cold: "this boy broke into my grave."

    Hearing the speech, Rong Qing shook his head slightly: "it must be more than that."

    If you just break into the grave, you won''t let the God of war who has been sleeping for a long time sink into the night as his fighting spirit.

    "That''s a good guess." I don''t know what I remembered. The complexion of the heavy night suddenly became cold, "this boy is really brave."

    A digression

    Yes, our Baili little brother''s Dou Ling is a beautiful man (~ ￣▽ ￣) ~

    There are two more. It should be in the afternoon

    Again, I''m not writing Xiaobai Wen. If you want to see mindless shuangwen, please take a detour.

    I tried, I really can''t go on in vain.