It's not that the mountain is too cold, it's that the immortal's murderous intention turned the cloud where the white tiger fell into an extremely cold hell, so it couldn't bear it.
Taoyao was shocked and horrified when she realized the truth.
If others want to kill Xiaobai, she does not need to be alarmed, because for people, hatred has been buried deep in their bones and blood, and killing monsters is not right or wrong for them, but it is something they must do.
But the Immortal is not.
He did not kill monsters easily, and even buried the remains of monsters and monsters at the foot of Mount Buzhou. To the Immortal, monsters and humans may be equal creatures.
It was precisely because Taoyao knew this that she felt horrified.
The Immortal, who felt compassion for the demon, couldn't help but feel murderous intent just because he was caught up in the drama. How much pain did Bei Mingjun's death make him?
Jealousy?
How can you not be jealous.
Everyone wants eternal love, but there are countless infatuated people in the world, but how many of them can keep the eternal love? Her lover has passed away long ago, but he stubbornly stays in the past and refuses to leave.
This is the most romantic confession to the dead and the cruelest attachment to the living.
Seeing that the white tiger in the clouds was about to fall off the clouds due to the cold, Taoyao remembered her master's sincere instructions before leaving, asking her to take good care of the white tiger. She quickly picked up her wedding clothes and rushed to the Supreme Immortal.
"Master!"
Shangxian lowered his eyes in astonishment, and his gaze fell on Taoyao's face. After a moment, he slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Taoyao's face. However, his fingertips carefully came within an inch of Taoyao's cheek, but he couldn't.
Stop.
This was the first time that Tao Yao clearly saw the sadness in Shangxian's eyes, a sadness so intense that it seemed that it could not be dispelled no matter what.
She didn't like the sad and frosty Shangxian, so she moved forward half an inch, letting her face touch the Shangxian's hand. The Shangxian suddenly woke up and backed away suddenly.
"Tao-Taoyao?"
This is a question, not an affirmative.
The decision to continue writing "Untitled" was the best solution she came up with after a self-examination on how to improve her internal strength. If the immortal saw her as just her, then it would be impossible for the immortal to attack her.
At least, not in the short term.
Therefore, she wanted to become Beiming Lord as much as possible, and even make the immortals doubt that she might really be the reincarnation of Beiming Lord.
If she could do this, the immortal would come to her naturally without even having to plan anything on her own initiative.
After all, internal factors are the original driving force that determines everything.
Judging from Shangxian's performance, she did a good job, and the effect was even better than she expected, even... great.
She should feel happy, satisfied, and relieved that her dream is about to come true, but the fact is that she neither feels happy nor satisfied. She even feels that she is a complete idiot tonight.
Above the cloud, the white tiger, who was freezing to death, roared impatiently: "Woman, are you still acting? If you don't want to act, I'll jump down. I don't want to freeze to death!"
"play!"
There is no turning back when the bow is drawn.
She can endure being abused indefinitely in order to survive, but not because she really likes being abused. No matter how good the immortal is, it is just a springboard for her to live a happy life.
When she gets the person who is immortal, the chaos swirling in her heart at this moment will completely disappear.
She was convinced of this.
However, the Immortal frowned, hiding all his thoughts, and said to Taoyao: "It's getting late, Taoyao, let's come here tonight."
How is that possible?!
Tao Yao once again flew to Shang Xian's feet. This time, because he was sitting down, Tao Yao directly hugged Shang Xian's thigh, a slender thigh that made people's blood flow.
"Master, you clearly promised me to let them say goodbye to you properly. As their master, how can you go back on your promise?
If you really want to be cruel and betray your disciple, then the disciple must also follow the example of Master and go back on your promise. If you promised Master that you would practice well, I will take it back."
The Supreme Immortal was blocked and unable to answer. If she were asked to describe it, there were only two words left in the Supreme Immortal's heart at this moment, and she was speechless.
Tao Yao didn't care whether Shang Xian was speechless or not. In order to keep Shang Xian, Tao Yao, whose face was stained with tears, raised her eyes, her round eyes sparkling with tears as tender and pitiful as a deer's, looking at Shang Xian affectionately and intently.
She has looked at herself in the mirror many times, and it is most heart-breaking for her to cry like this: "Master, is it because your acting is not good?"
"..." Shangxian sighed, sighing with helplessness and some complex emotions that Taoyao couldn't express, "No, you acted very well."
That is, she is the future Golden Rooster Award-winning actress.
"Since the disciple performed well, why did the master leave?" After saying that, Tao Yao looked at the Shangxian stubbornly, wanting him to give a definite and reasonable answer.
This is a tug-of-war between her and the Immortal. If she wins, the Immortal will stay. This drama will be played to the end. If she cannot win, the Immortal will leave.
Therefore, she cannot lose.
Shangxian, whose gaze was tightly locked by Tao Yao, was the first to lose the battle and averted his eyes: "Tao Yao, is it because my master has watched your play that you can really practice well?"
Well...who knows?
No matter what the truth is, you must have an attitude, so Tao Yao nodded without any guilt, and nodded seriously: "Master, don't you still believe in my disciple's character? I promise, as long as you let the disciple finish the performance well today
In the drama, the disciple must bid farewell to the past completely, concentrate on practicing from now on, and strive to reach the peak of demon life as soon as possible."
After a moment, the Immortal was still embarrassed, but he still nodded slowly: "...Okay."
As soon as the immortal responded, Taoyao quickly stood up, rushed to the paper man as fast as she could in her life, then hugged him and opened her mouth to speak.
What is she going to say...?
With her roles split, Taoyao had to quietly pick up the snow and rub it hard on her face. When two strings of drops of water hung from her eyes, her feeling came back——
The bride, who was in tears, gently raised the corners of her mouth, and showed a satisfied and sad smile to the immortal king who was lying on the snow and still looking at her: "Xianjun, I am just an ordinary daughter. If I hadn't met
As for you, this life is just like this.
If you don't know life, you may be dead, and you will be indifferent and tasteless.
I once thought about the future. At that time, you and I would work at sunrise and rest at sunset. We would be busy with tea, rice, oil and salt day after day. Although it was dull, we were satisfied.
I thought this was the line in the poem: I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals. However, I don’t know that you are an immortal and you don’t envy mandarin ducks. If I knew——”
The voice suddenly stopped.
The bride couldn't speak any more.
The weak Immortal Lord raised his hand and tried to hold the bride's hand. He wanted to say something, but his failing body was not strong enough to support him in saying a word.
The bride, who was in tears, tried her best to put on a smile that was not even a smile, and nodded to the immortal king: "I know that you have no regrets, so you must also know that I have no regrets either."
After that, the bride let go of the groom.
She stood up slowly. This time, she did not mention the wedding dress, because it was no longer important whether the wedding dress would be stained by the snow. The heavy dress, because of the bride's steps, drew a shocking trail in the snow. mark.
The bride raised her eyes: "Marshal Tianpeng, you can take my life, but you must keep the immortal king's life."
Marshal Tianpeng, who wanted to kill people, asked the bride for the first time: "Mortal, don't you think about it anymore?"
It's as if he hopes the bride will regret it.
But the bride did not go as he wished. She just shook her head: "No need, this result is actually very good."
"good?"
The bride smiled, she knew that the gods would not understand, and she did not care whether the gods could understand. She just cast her eyes deeply and heavily on the only spectator tonight: "If you can truly fall in love with someone in your life, you can be with someone." You can sacrifice your life for one person by making a promise of a long life. What's wrong with such a perfect life?"
Since Taoyao could guess that the Immortal was full of guilt towards Beiming Jun, she could also guess that Beiming Jun probably died for the Immortal. His beloved died to save himself, and the couple who survived How much shock and pain must it be to live like a mandarin duck?
If she were to be in a different place, she would be an immortal, and she would definitely come back to her dream in the middle of the night, grabbing the afterimages of her dream, and asking over and over again, have you ever regretted it?
Look, she guessed right again.
Because the immortal's eyes were focused on her, his eyes were full of eager desire, and his body even leaned forward slightly due to excessive eagerness.
Tao Yao pursed her lips and pinched her palms with her fingers. She told herself that the most important battle of the night would come next. Whether she could win the Immortal in one fell swoop depended on this.
In the darkness of a bookshelf in Jingzui, on the mottled wooden board, someone quietly carved a text. This text was accidentally discovered by Taoyao and was left by Beiming Lord to the Immortal.
"If life can be measured, life is length and experience is breadth. For gods, length is something that can be obtained without having to plan hard. Therefore, gods rarely care about breadth.
But I am not a vulgar fairy.
"Compared with the bright night where the stars always shine but remain unchanged, I long for the flashes of fire and flowers in the endless darkness. Although it is short-lived, it is unforgettable."
After saying that, she turned around and looked back at the immortal king lying in the snow, unable to move. Then, she gently pulled out the longest, most beautiful and sharpest hairpin on her head.
"Immortal Lord, you and I can get to know each other in this life. I have no hatred, no grudges, and no regrets. If there is another life, I hope you and I can meet again and get to know each other."
As she finished speaking, she suddenly turned back her hand and tried to pierce the pearl hairpin into her chest.
However, she failed to pierce the pearl hairpin into her chest, because the immortal's hand held her hand tightly, so tight that she even felt that her hand was about to be crushed by the immortal.
Then, Shangxian hugged her and whispered in her ear: "Beiming, no."
She succeeded.
If you don't go with the flow now, when will you wait? Taoyao planned to take action, tear off the skirt of Shangxian's clothes, use the sky as a quilt, use the earth as a mat, and have a fun outdoor exercise with Shangxian.
Suddenly, a drop of cold tears fell into her neck.
Immortal...crying?
It's natural for a human being to cry. For example, she cried many times over important matters such as survival.
But the Immortal is different. This person has already stood at the pinnacle of the human race. Even the most powerful cultivator has to bow respectfully and shout "The Immortal of the Scenery" when meeting him.
He doesn't need to cry unless he is in too much pain to hold back.
To Shangxian, the Taoyao at this moment completely overlaps with the Beiming Lord in his memory. And this result is what Taoyao wants to plan.
Now, if she is smart enough and calm enough, she should immediately take out the elixir hidden in her sleeve and bring it to the lips of the Immortal. She doesn't even need to tell the Immortal what the elixir is. He should treat her as Lord Beiming.
The immortal will swallow it without hesitation.
As long as the immortal swallows it, everything she has planned since she climbed the Mountain of Burning Hatred will become a reality.
But why can't she move?
Both Taoyao and Shangxian seemed to be immobilized by someone, and they were hugging each other tightly in the storm and snow, motionless.
Deep in her heart, there was an extremely weak voice saying that this was actually very good.
Tao Yao smiled bitterly and said to herself: That's all...
It is not a shameful thing to be shaken by a fairy-like beauty.
Just assume that her plan tonight fails again, and she will plan it again tomorrow and make a comeback, that's it.
Just as Taoyao was comforting herself, a ray of silver light suddenly rushed down from the clouds. The silver light came very quickly and aimed directly at the immortal's back.
The Immortal was still holding Tao Yao, motionless.
I'm afraid he doesn't know that there is a silver light approaching him. If he doesn't avoid it, he will be penetrated.
In the lightning and flint room, Taoyao didn't hesitate at all. She used all her strength to push Shangxian away. The moment the silver light approached her, she cursed in her heart: Taoyao, you idiot! This chapter has been completed!