In an instant, Wei Yan seemed to have been struck by a heavy thunderbolt, and the sky spun around, and she suddenly leaned back and happened to lean on Tang Yue's arm. Her lips trembled slightly, and for no apparent reason, a cold and bone-chilling sadness welled up from the bottom of her heart. Tears welled up in her eyes, her eyes were red, her brows were slightly furrowed, and the corners of her mouth were bitter. It's like a secret buried in the bottom of my heart that has been spoken. Wei Yan instantly cried hoarsely, she pulled Tang Yue's clothes with one hand and crumpled them into a ball.

She felt the most beautiful, the most distant, and the most intimate taste in her heart. Faintly, there were struggles, pains, and inaction, burning her like flames, making her tired. Wei Yan seemed to see Tang Yue wearing a military uniform, and under his heroic sword eyebrows, there was a hint of pampering in his shallow smile.

He seemed to open his mouth again and asked, "Xiao Yan'er, what's wrong with you?"

But Wei Yan suddenly didn't seem to hear anything.

The clear and deep voice was like a bud in her heart, and it became more and more turbulent.

"Your singing voice is the most beautiful rhythm of time. ”

"If I could, I really wanted to take you away. ”

"When I go to the Northeast, I'll come back and pick you up. ”

"I don't care about your background, I will definitely marry you. ”

……

Wei Yan sobbed, she didn't know where the voice came from, every word left a deep mark on her heart, and her throat overflowed with fishy sweetness.

"Weiyan. Meng Shu shouted, she couldn't let her linger in her memories alone for too long, and she would inexplicably fall into the past, which would lose her cultivation. It is only when the marriage is concluded that the past can be fully remembered.

With a bang, Wei Yan was dragged back to the real world, and she saw Tang Yue's face clearly again in the dark, and she felt out of shape and shrank back.

"Are you alright?" Tang Yue saw such a sad expression for the first time.

It's just that Wei Yan's strength was withdrawn a little, and she slowly opened her mouth and asked, "You ...... just now Call me what?"

Hundreds of turns, a hundred years.

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When Meng Shu returned to the inn, it was already the middle of the night, and the tears that were slowly lying in Wei Yan's eyes were still lingering in her mind. She smiled lowly, she had seen all the marriages in her past and present lives, but she couldn't calculate that share for herself, which was really a dereliction of duty.

However, there is nothing she can do, after all, no mortal can enter her eyes.

Meng Shu sat in a rocking chair and dangled around. Her long hair hung down on her shoulders, and she had some cold moisture on her body, which was a lotus leaf lotus bead beaded from the white jade carved from the Leyou Mountain in the house. Aunt Mei saw that Miss Meng didn't go out shopping, so she sat quietly alone, and walked over to chat: "What is the girl thinking?"

"I'm wondering, why am I so ruthless and loveless?" she felt a chill in her heart, "You say, did I have a past life? ”

Aunt Mei smiled, "It will always come when it should come, it has nothing to do with cause and effect, it's just a coincidence." It's late, rest early. ”

Meng Shu sighed, got up in a bathrobe and turned around, only to hear a "bang", and a golden light fell from the sky, which happened to hit the courtyard of the inn.

"Mom!" Aunt Mei cried, although she had lived for so many years, she had not seen the big scene a few times, and she was so frightened that the original form of an old cat jumped out. Immediately afterwards, he felt that he had lost his manners, so he returned to his human form.

Meng Shu looked out from the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor, the purple clouds were in the sky, lightning and thunder, and the golden light was like a pillar but fleeting.

The dragon is out of the clouds, and the golden crow is crossing.

Zhu Sendai!

Even Meng Shu had never seen this gorgeous scene a few times, and at a glance, he knew that someone had suffered a heavenly calamity and had fallen from the divine realm fiercely. Meng Shu looked at the sky, and seemed to see a mountain peak floating in the sky from the layers of clouds, where the golden light was shining, and the birds were chirping, and people called it "Kunlun".

She glanced down at the black mass that had fallen to the ground, and her heart suddenly moved.

What's going on?

What is it?

Meng Shu hurriedly pushed open the window and jumped down, landing lightly next to the mass of things.

"Girl, be careful!" said Aunt Mei from above, and her stare and stare flew down.

It's moving!

Struggling!

The black thing was moving around slowly, and Meng Shu couldn't see it in the dark night, but it seemed to be a human form. Suddenly, there was a "click", and the chain was broken. Meng Shu kicked aside the chain engraved with the spell with his foot, and the chain rubbed against the ground and burst out blue-green sparks.

She crouched down and looked curiously.

It's a man, and it's a man.

She was about to reach out and touch if it was alive or dead, but suddenly the thing opened its eyes.

"Who!"

There was a little bit of immortal energy flowing in the bright eyes, that was the smell of Kunlun Mountain, and it was so familiar in Meng Shu's nose, before there was no big war, they could go back and forth between the three realms to have fun. And Meng Shu's favorite is Kunlun and Leyou Mountain, where there are no four seasons, the forests are dyed, the flowing water is murmuring, the purple smoke of the Dan furnace, and the stars are hanging in the morning dew. It's just a long time ago.

The man had just broken free from the shackles, and his numb hands and feet were gradually becoming conscious. He tried to sit up, but he fell to the ground with a thud, his eyes closed tightly, and his brow furrowed slightly. The blood on his body stained the bluestone pavement blood-red, and it looked so hideous in the light. The lights in the courtyard were turned on, and Meng Shu found that this person's face was pale, his pale fingertips were bleeding, and he called out a name in a daze: "Lu'er." ”

The breath is faint and dying.

This person fainted deeply, leaving Meng Shu at a loss, it was not that she didn't know how to deal with such a person covered with wounds, but because of his identity - immortal god.

Aunt Mei stood behind and called, "Girl." ”

"I know. ”

"This is God, we demons and gods have always been inseparable from each other. If it was before, it was all hatred that was shared with the sky. ”

"I know. At the end, I added, "Wasn't that before?"

Meng Shu looked at the man curled up in a ball on the ground and said lightly.

"Well, that's fine, or I'll drag him out of sight and out of mind...... Anyway, after the thunder, he won't be able to survive......" Aunt Mei said, and she was about to do it as soon as she was ruthless. In fact, there is no festival between her and the immortals, but because after the war, the demon clan retreated to the darkness of the mountains and rivers, so the demon has always been dissatisfied with the immortals, and it is deep-rooted.

It's just that Meng Shu doesn't seem to have much resistance to the immortals, and after too much time, the war she experienced has sunk to the bottom of the sea like a boulder, and she can no longer make waves.

Vaguely, I can't remember what happened at that time.

Seeing Meng Shu standing motionless and thinking, Aunt Mei was afraid that she would be frightened, so she hurriedly asked, "Girl?"

"Help!"