苍白的少年

1  Tianxuan Palace, located in a remote area of the Tianlong Empire, was built on a snowy mountain. With hundreds of years of heritage, in the entire Tianlong Empire, can only belong to the middle and lower Zong. There are nearly a thousand disciples in Tianxuan Palace, most of whom are female disciples, and each one is as beautiful as a flower.

So many female disciples, even if there is heavy snow here, there are no plants, they are like a beautiful flower, blooming in this snow, forming a beautiful landscape. Although the Tianxuan Palace is generally powerful, there are many women here, and it is a good place for many Zong doors to choose Dao lovers.

At this time, in this heavy snow, many female disciples in the martial arts arena, holding a long sword to practice, practicing the charming cheers echoed throughout the Tian Xuan Palace, like playing moving music. Under this neat and powerful mantra, it seems that this winter is not so cold. At the same time, in a courtyard of the Tianxuan Palace, a pale young man, waving a wooden long gun in his hand, kept stabbing wildly forward.

Each stab drained his strength, releasing all his strength. When the falling snow fell, under his sudden stab, a snowflake turned into a myriad of white spots and scattered around.

After waving a few times, he paused for breath and looked up at the sky.

In a trance, his mind drifted to memories of previous lives.

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His name is Yi Tianyun, he is a game fan, one night during a thunderstorm, suddenly a lightning strike down, he felt unconscious. At the very last moment, he felt that he was going to die, and it was strange that he survived being struck by such a terrible lightning.

The next time he came to himself, he was in this place, and a bunch of strange memories came to his head.

The owner of this body died because his body was too weak, and he eventually died from excessive cultivation, and he still does so. Because if he didn't, he knew he wouldn't last long, that his health was too weak.

"Is there no other way?"

His face was pale, his body was thin, he did not look as big as those practitioners, but as fragile as a girl, he seemed to break when touched, he seemed so fragile.

"Go to me!

He had a big drink, struggling to move forward a thorn, a cyclone from the spear point through, the front of a pile of snow was dispersed, re-into countless snowflakes, slowly falling from the air, it is so beautiful. But the pale complexion of his body was not much worse than the snowflake.

The skin was horribly pale and lifeless, a curse for a warrior.

Martial arts without blood are not only destined to live for a short time, but it is impossible to cultivate to a strong level. It's like how can you live without blood? This is the young man, pale and lifeless, who will die young at any moment.

To practice martial arts in this state is to put yourself in the coffin in advance. Therefore, he can only belong to exercise, not martial arts.

"Ahem, ahem..."

His face suddenly turned red, and for a rare moment he turned a little red, and a violent cough made him half fall to his knees.

Where is still a fighter, is a sick boy. Just now the cultivation went too far, so that his body could not bear it.

"Ah, little Lord, why do you come out to cultivate again, you will hurt yourself!" At this time, a maid ran out of the palace and looked at the boy who kept coughing, with a look of blame in her beautiful eyes, but more concerned.

She quickly took down a piece of clothing from the side and put it on the young man, who was not wearing any clothes because he was practicing martial arts. In such cold weather, but also wear so thin, either crazy or not dead.

"Sister Xiaolian, I'm fine, just want to move the lower body bone..." Yi Tianyun refrained from coughing and squeezed out a smile from his pale face, expressing that he was OK.

His other identity, is the little Lord of the Heavenly Palace, the current Lord of the Heavenly Palace, is his aunt, but not his aunt, but his mother gave him to his sister who recognized him, and his whereabouts are unknown.

Saying that, he stood up and did not need the support of this lotus, proving that he was OK.

Xiaolian looked him up and down, confirm Yi Tianyun nothing, just a little rest assured. Then he said, "The Lord of the palace asked me to take you to the main hall, but I searched for a long time just now, but I could not find you, and sure enough, you are practicing martial arts here..." Little Lord, I know you want to train,

But in your present situation, if you continue to be brave and cultivate..."

Speaking of the back, Xiaolian dare not go on, want to say and stop.

"If you continue to cultivate, the result will be that you will die if you continue to cultivate, right?" Yi Tianyun smiled with ineffable ease: "I have always known that the body has no blood at all, and a martial artist without blood is not worthy of cultivation at all." But I don't want it to end like this, I don't believe God, it is so heartless!"

His talent is not bad, but there is no blood this problem is big, let the talent is strong, in the absence of blood, life is gone, but also talent to do what?

"Little Lord..." Xiao Lian eyes a red, her age is a few years older than Yi Tianyun, it can be said to look at Yi Tianyun grow up, so dead, she will be sad for a lifetime.

"Don't say much, let's hurry to the hall, I don't know what aunt looking for me to do." Yi Tianyun threw the long gun to the side and accurately fell on the arms rack on the side, which is to step into the palace.

It was much warmer inside when we entered the palace. As soon as he came in, he saw the eyes around him, all of them were women, all of them were female disciples here. Here can be described as a man's paradise, many disciples outside want to join, but not all of them are enrolled, only a small number of male disciples, most of them are female disciples.

The female disciples outside looked at him with disgust and dissatisfaction.

They were disgusted and dissatisfied with Yi Tianyun, except that he was a waste who would die at any time if he practiced martial arts, and another point was that he was the son of the first palace Lord. Tianxuan Palace has clear provisions, the current palace Lord is absolutely not married and children, Yi Tianyun's mother violated the rules, after giving birth to him, with the man ran!

If it weren't for his aunt watching, Yi Tianyun would have been thrown out instead of staying here.

Xiao Lian sister calls him little Lord, but others will not call him little Lord, or even say hello, and internally call Yi Tianyun waste or bad seed.

In the face of this situation, Yi Tianyun's eyes were expressionless, and his heart was already cold, and he had already admitted this fact. Each time he felt their disdainful looks, he clenched his fist and felt furious inside, but there was nothing he could do to change the fact.

Many times he wanted to run away, but when he thought of his aunt, he couldn't bear to leave.

"Tianyun, you finally came here, are you secretly practicing martial arts again?" With a murmur of applause, a beautiful, petite girl, probably in her twenties, not much older than him, came up this way.

When she came, the female disciples around her bowed their heads and shouted respectfully, "Lord of the Palace!"

The girl who came is Yi Tianyun's aunt poetry snow cloud. He is not old, but he has become the Lord of the palace of Heaven. The reason why she can become the Lord of the palace is that her talent is amazing, and when she is in her twenties, she has reached the coagulant period! You should know that at this age, it is generally practiced in the spiritual period.

"Auntie." Yi Tianyun looked at the poem snow cloud came over angrily, the heart smiled, in the whole day xuan palace is most concerned about him is this poem snow cloud.

Seeing her, Yi Tianyun felt warm inside. A few years ago, when he came to this world, he felt very confused, all these years are poetry snow cloud has been accompanied by himself, concerned about himself, let him accept the fact. After all, accepting the memory of the past does not mean that there is a sense of belonging, which is cultivated, not a few days of life, can come out.

He calls them aunt, but they're not related at all. Because his mother entrusted to their own recognized sister poetry snow cloud to raise, it should be called aunt. But they have no substantial blood relationship, why should they be called aunt?

Moreover, the aunt mentioned here is not only the aunt of relatives, but a respectful title for a female elder! It is not only applicable to poetry snow cloud, other elderly women are also applicable, provided that the other party is willing to let him shout.

No one is more concerned about themselves than she, meticulous, has been asking for warmth, just let him have real feelings. Looking at this beautiful face, I suddenly remembered things from earlier years. Shi Xueyun, like his sister, has been pulling him to grow up, and usually takes him with her when cultivating, and does not give anyone a bully. Even if it is the elders of the heavenly Xuan palace, poetry snow cloud for himself, dare to contradict those elders.

If it wasn't for Shi Xueyun's amazing talent, those elders really wouldn't let him stay. The bastard seed left by the previous Lord of the Palace is not allowed, the key to the later can not cultivate, it should be said that you can cultivate, but there is no blood, continue to cultivate will die, what is the difference between this and waste?

"Thunk!

Shi Xueyun reached out and gently knocked him on the head, wrinkled her nose and said, "I don't blame you for your cultivation, but you can't go too far, or you will have a good look!"

Then she took out a box from her arms, and after gently opening it, a strong breath of blood came from the jade box. When the disciples around them saw this, they couldn't help but cry out, and soon they saw jealousy and envy, but they could do nothing about it.

Who's to say this loser is the Lord's kin? This is poetry snow cloud specially to go outside to get back, as long as it is not abuse of power, from the Tian Xuan palace to mobilize out of Dan to take Yi Tianyun, through the rest of the way to give Dan medicine, are not against the rules.

"This, this is the Dragon Blood God Dan..." Yi Tianyun saw this dragon blood god Dan was shocked, this thing is still quite precious, can add a lot of blood, did not expect to be poetry snow cloud to get, this must be a lot of cost.

"Yes, this is Dragon blood God Dan. If you take it back, it should greatly improve the change of blood gas in your body." Poetry snow cloud gentle smile, do not care about the value of the dragon blood god Dan, just want to let Yi Tianyun good on some.

"But..." Yi Tianyun eyes a red, the heart felt very uncomfortable, over the years, his aunt has been looking for a lot of increase in blood Dan, but the effect on him is not large, in order to allow him to continue life for many years, the same is true this time, but also found a more valuable dragon blood God Dan.

"There is nothing but a good recovery of the body, is the biggest reward for me, understand?" Don't overthink it." Poetry snow cloud reached out to pinch his pale face, slightly pulled down, like a naughty girl.

'Yes! Yi Tianyun nodded heavily, he knows what he needs to do now, the recovery of the body is the best reward!

"Lord, the Heavenly Spirit is here!" At this moment

Waiting for a disciple hurried in from outside to inform.

"Is the spirit of Heaven coming?" Poetry snow cloud brow wrinkle, there is a little kill from the eyes, and just treat Yi Tianyun attitude, it is a world of difference, completely with the palace Lord's spirit, immediately she smiled to Yi Tianyun: "That aunt to deal with some things, you have a good rest first."

Little lotus sister also nodded at him, she also want to follow along to deal with these things, this is a top priority.

"Yeah, I see." Yi Tianyun nodded, looking at the back of the poem snow cloud left, he clenched his fist, but he could not help. The spirit of the day to come, is to coerce to come, want to fight for the number of places into the monument. He knows all these things, but he can't help.

"I have to take this dragon's blood and see if it can help me recover some blood..." Yi Tianyun put away the dragon blood god Dan, turned around and walked to his room.

When he had just stepped out of the courtyard, three figures stopped him and stood in front of him.

"Our little Lord, will you give us the dragon's blood?" Recently we are still a little short of breakthrough, give us the pill, you have no effect, better give us."

"Yes, we might as well have them all. Give it to us, and after some time we'll come down together, and we'll show you the world!"

"Yes, you take it is of no use at all, eat it is also free, give us a little better!"

The three in front of you are all recruited male disciples, in fact, they are forced into the outside Zong door, and they are not disciples of the Heavenly Palace at all. Listen to their tone, is completely put Yi Tianyun as a waste, to the time is not long, but they know Yi Tianyun is a waste, a waste standing behind the woman!

"Oh, what if I say no?" Yi Tianyun eyes a cold, this is his aunt to their own things, how can be handed over!