Soon after Liu Yue left, Heng Zhi stripped off her bamboo shoots for a while and fell asleep on the rattan chair. She entered the Jindan cultivation, although her body is cold, but it is extremely difficult to get sick, and when she is in Penglai, she likes to watch the snow the most.

As long as it was daytime, she would fall asleep in the courtyard with the vast snow, and at night, Liu Yue would come back to wake her up.

After cultivating to improve, instead of practicing diligently, Heng Zhi became more sleepy, in short, there were only three things to do throughout the day.

It's not digging bamboo shoots and peeling bamboo shoots, or sleeping. In the past, Heng Zhi slept when Liu Yue went out in the afternoon, and woke up in the middle of the moon.

Today, Heng Zhi fell asleep in a blur, and dreamed again of the night of Penglai's destruction. Nanke's soul was scattered, and it snowed all over Penglai.

Penglai Immortal Pavilion burst into flames, pulling the entire Penglai into the depths of the water, and the blood color dyed the ground red.

Heng Zhi stood on the frozen clear lake, helpless as Penglai was consumed by fire.

"Heng Zhi, where are you going, today is your birthday, how many immortals came to congratulate you, and you still ran out naughty to mess around. ”

Nan Ke's warm voice sounded behind Heng Zhi, clearly reproachful, but there was only endless tenderness in his tone.

Hearing Nan Ke's voice, Heng Zhiden had goosebumps all over his body, and he was overjoyed and turned around and shouted: "Master!"

As soon as she finished speaking, an ice arrow stabbed from behind Heng Zhi's body and pierced through Nan Ke's Yuan Dan.

No matter how long he stays in the Dragon Realm, no matter how long he hides in that place, even if he returns to the present world, Nan Ke Yuandan's shattered voice will always be Heng Zhi's nightmare, and it will be difficult to get rid of it in this life.

It's clearly just the plot in it, it's clearly not her past, she's just a passerby in this world.

But the memory was sealed, she was raised by Nan Ke like a child, and none of the people in Penglai were not good to her.

She is the pearl of Penglai's palm, and everyone is afraid of turning into a treasure in their eyes. Suddenly, everyone died indirectly because of her, and no one was able to save her, even if she recovered her memory, Heng Zhi could never convince herself that it was just a dream.

"Master!" Heng Zhi woke up from her dream, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that the palace on the top of the mountain was shrouded in an orange-red light.

Heng Zhi didn't have time to think about it, and went straight to the palace on the top of the mountain, the master couldn't die, and Yuerong couldn't die.

No one can die! She doesn't want to see the scene of a river of blood, even if it can only be changed in a dream!

Today's big cold, Qingfeng Pavilion has the custom of gathering disciples to eat cold food in Qingfeng Pavilion on this day, which is considered a small banquet.

The disciples who entered the Taoist sect had few contacts with their families, and there were not many opportunities to go down the mountain, so small banquets were often held between the sects.

In the Qingfeng Pavilion, Shen Jianqing sat in the chief, Sanjun sat in the bottom, and the positions of the disciples were lined up in the back.

Because of the improvement of Shen Jianqing's cultivation, the disciples have also been much happier during this time, drinking and playing music under the sunset, which is wonderful.

Only Qinglianjun held his chin, and he drank carelessly, and his eyes looked at the vacant position of the disciple's seat from time to time.

That's Heng Zhi's position. Heng Zhi fell off the cliff and disappeared, and after coming back, her personality became more and more eccentric, and she didn't see much on weekdays.

Don't talk about morning classes, and don't even come to the small banquet. Coupled with the fact that Ye Chongyun had woken up, Qingfeng Pavilion seemed to have completely lost Heng Zhi.

It is said that cultivation is difficult, and in Heng Zhi's place, it is like grabbing a handful of sand, and he has not lost a single trace of his cultivation after spending his blood.

I guessed that Heng Zhi was unusual, but I didn't expect that the longer I knew her, the more mysteries I found in her.

No matter how lively Qingfeng Pavilion is, there is no light with Hengzhi, and no matter how bright the Qingfeng Pavilion is, she can't find the Qingyuan where she lives.

Just when everyone was laughing and laughing, a moon-white figure flew in, and everyone couldn't even see the corners of her clothes, and when she turned around, Heng Zhi had already thrown herself into Shen Jianqing's arms, which was really sensational.

Both the three Immortal Monarchs and the disciples stood up from the banquet and looked at Heng Zhi who was throwing herself into Shen Jianqing's arms with their own expressions.

"Master, it's on fire, the Immortal Pavilion is on fire, let's go quickly, let's go, otherwise you will all die here. ”

Heng Zhi's mind was full of noise, her eyes touched the red light in the sky, her heart was already confused, and she couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams at all.

Si You is gone, she doesn't recognize anyone, she only recognizes Shizun, only Shizun who is still standing in front of her.

"What are you talking about?" Shen Jianqing was stiffly hugged by Heng Zhi, the enchantment of Qingfeng Pavilion was no different, where was the fire?

"The demon lord is coming to lead the demons to attack, we have to get out of here quickly, we have to get out of here quickly. Heng Zhimo hugged Shen Jianqing in a daze, and pulled Shen Jianqing up from the seat to leave.

The incident happened suddenly, no one expected Heng Zhi to come, let alone that she was crazy and blatantly disrespectful to the master, and she didn't recover for a long time.

Over the years, people have said that Shen Jianqing is interested in Ye Chongyun, how can Ye Chongyun not be like this?

Before everyone came to their senses, Ye Chongyun jumped up the steps, pulled Heng Zhi out of Shen Jianqing's arms, and slapped Heng Zhi in the heart.

Qingfeng Pavilion is the banquet place of Qingfeng Pavilion, and the chief position of the head of the house needs to walk sixty-two steps. Heng Zhi was already in a state of confusion, Ye Chongyun's palm fell, Heng Zhi took two steps back, and fell down the steps.

The sixty-two steps are not long or short, but falling from the top is not pleasant. Heng Zhi fell to the last level, her forehead hit the steps, blood flowed all over her face, she fell so dizzy that she couldn't get up for a while.

"Presumptuous! As a disciple, you are so disrespectful to the master, what are you all doing, why don't you pull this delirious person down quickly. Ye Chongyun pointed at Heng Zhi and shouted angrily, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out, which showed that he was indeed angry.

Before the disciples under the table could move, Heng Zhi got up again, walked up the steps, and said to Shen Jianqing after walking the first step: "Go." ”

Ye Chongyun was angry, but he could also see that something was wrong with Heng Zhi, Shen Jianqing's face was not good, and she was not good at acting rashly.

Heng Zhi was blinded by blood, raised her hand to wipe the blood on her face, and used her blood-stained hand to pull Shen Jianqing's sleeve.

She couldn't tell the difference between dream and reality, she couldn't tell whether the person in front of her was her master or Shen Jianqing, she was just, she was really scared.

"The Lord of the Demon Clan, he died many years ago, who are you talking about?" Shen Jianqing's lips opened lightly, and cold words spat out from his mouth without a trace of emotion. At this moment, Heng Zhi's spiritual platform instantly became clear, and Shen Jianqing's sleeve was loosened.

There were blood stains on his white cuffs, and he actually had a bit of the beauty of falling plums, but Shen Jianqing was such a clean person, he felt very dazzling when he thought about it. The light of day is gone, where are the demons, where is the fire?