So now, you must let the Taoist be with the person you really like.

That's the only thing that Zhao Qing thinks about right now.

Zhao Qing actually always knew what kind of person she was, but the appearance of Fa Ming later made her know that she was not what she thought she was.

So in Zhao Qing's view, Fa Ming is the one who has been guiding her forward.

Even if she hasn't seen Fa Ming for a long time, in Zhao Qing's heart, Fa Ming has been guiding her in a different direction from the original.

Originally, Zhao Qing planned to accompany Fa Ming by himself.

But she just didn't say the basics.

Fa Ming looked at Lin Xuechu's eyes, and just a glance let Zhao Qing know the gap between himself and Lin Xuechu.

Therefore, this is the final destination of the Taoist.

Although Zhao Qing didn't want to admit it.

Lin Xuechu was still calm, and looked at Zhao Qing without changing his face: "Is there anything else?"

"Dao Chang is so kind to you, why are you treating him like this?" Zhao Qing's face finally stopped being so pale in the reflection of the flames under the oil pot.

But Lin Xuechu just looked at this kind of calling, and felt that the place he was in now was a real hell.

Now Lin Xuechu's reaction completely angered Zhao Qing, and Zhao Qing led the fire and slowly walked to the opposite side of Lin Xuechu.

"Say it again. Zhao Qing spoke, there was still a little smile on his face just now, and now he didn't have any expression.

Lin Xuechu suddenly felt that he had miscalculated.

…… Summoning Qing is now simply enchanted.

And as soon as the next sentence of Zhao Qing fell, Lin Xuechu felt that he was floating directly in mid-air.

"What are you going to do?"

"Why? You don't like the Taoist?" asked Zhao Qing.

Lin Xuechu felt that a pair of invisible hands around his neck were choking him, and his breathing slowly became difficult.

The voice of calling Qing became real in the rising firelight in front of Lin Xuechu's eyes.

The whole world has only the voice of the call for green.

"He likes you so much, why don't you like him?"

- I like it a lot.

"The Taoist was the first person who told me to learn to be happy. The voice of Zhao Qing was getting closer and closer.

In the end, Lin Xuechu even felt that the voice of Zhao Qing directly turned into a surround sound all the time around him.

It seems to be dissatisfaction with what he said before.

But how can you not love it.

Lin Xuechu's tears slowly slipped out of the corners of his eyes and fell directly into the firelight.

If he said that he agreed to Xiaokeng to do this task at the beginning, it was just to enrich his material life.

But in the back, it has completely become a kind of yearning for himself.

In the real world, Lin Xuechu has no intersection with the real Gu Jingzhuo.

After experiencing these things, Lin Xuechu didn't know if he would meet this person, and the white soul that this person made him admire.

Zhao Qing's voice became higher and higher when he arrived at the back: "I'm listening to the words of the Taoist chief and slowly getting better, but the Taoist is not here."

Finish. ”

"Don't hurt the innocent. "This is what Fa Ming said to Zhao Qing before.

At that time, Fa Ming didn't even step on the flowers and plants on the ground.

"I'll try to get better. ”

So every choice that Zhao Qing made after that was for Fa Ming.

But now, when Fa Ming jumped in from there, Zhao Qing didn't know who he should show for his current changes.

The scene in front of me suddenly changed.

The previous scene appeared like this, and Zhao Qing was stunned for a moment.

When he looked around, he could only feel the sound of birds chirping nearby.

Next to it is a tall tree.

It's like a dream.

Zhao Qing pinched his face, and he could feel the pain.

It's not a dream.

There was a man standing under the tree, and when the wind blew, the hem of the man's garment floated up.

Zhao Qing walked over slowly, and said softly to the person with his back to him, "Dao Chief." ”

The man heard the sound and turned around.

In an instant, Zhao Qing felt that her tears were coming out.

Although people in the ghost world do not shed tears.

Fa Ming handed a leaf to Zhao Qing: "What's wrong with you, why are you crying?"

Zhao Qing looked at Fa Ming suspiciously, then put his hand on his eyes and wiped it.

I really cried.

And there were tears all over his face.

But why is the memory now telling me that the person in front of me is no longer alive in the world?

Fa Ming's next sentence made Zhao Qing instantly erase the memory in his mind: "What are you thinking?"

Zhao Qing took the leaf from Fa Ming's hand, and put forward a sentence in a memory that had passed far away: "This leaf, even if it has creases, is still very beautiful. ”

Fa Ming was stunned for a moment and then asked, "How do you know what I'm going to say?"

Zhao Qing shook his head, wiped away all the tears on his face, and held the leaf in front of him with a smile, "Because I knew you a long time ago." ”

The sun is getting closer.

Originally, I thought that the sun in the world had no temperature.

Zhao Qing felt that he and Fa Ming were tightly surrounded by the temperature of the sun.

It hurts to be burned, but it doesn't hurt when I look at Fa Ming.

"Thank you. Zhao Qing said to Fa Ming before closing his eyes.

……

Lin Xuechu didn't control himself and fell directly to the ground.

Sui Zong kept pulling Lin Xuechu, "Don't go over!"

"Zhao Chongsi, aren't you most afraid of getting into the oil pot!" Lin Xuechu shouted loudly.

Sui Zong dragged Lin Xuechu tighter.

At this time, Zhao Chongsi stood in front of the oil pot and looked at Lin Xuechu, scratched his head and said: "I don't think I have done anything......"

"It will be later!" said the heroine.

Zhao Chongsi smiled bitterly, didn't look at the heroine again, and then said: "Actually, I and the people in the ghost world think that the ghost king is not a good person, we have wanted to do this for a long time, Xiaoxue, it's not because of you." ”

"But this matter has nothing to do with you! the Ghost King doesn't need you to solve it!"

Lin Xuechu felt his throat roar

Hurt.

After the feeling of being choked on his neck just stopped, Lin Xuechu saw Sui Zong who was blocking in front of him, and Zhao Chongsi, who began to manipulate the nightmare technique.

"The Taoist said that he would get rid of what he thought was unrighteous in his heart. ”

Zhao Chongsi had already turned around and looked at the smoke in front of him.

The oil pot is a torture that terrifies even ghosts.

"I think that sending the Ghost King from here is a righteous thing in the mouth of the Taoist Chief. ”

Lin Xuechu broke free from the restraint of Sui Zong, and staggered to the opposite side of Zhao Chongsi, "Your life has just begun!"

Zhao Chongsi raised his finger and pointed at himself, and then said: "This is also a very righteous thing I did for myself, don't worry Xiaoxue, I won't be afraid of going into the oil pot this time." If you don't get rid of the ghost king, you won't be able to get out. ”

Although he has not known Zhao Chongsi for too long, Lin Xuechu has become accustomed to always having such a person standing next to him.

I even thought about the picture of going out from here with Zhao Chongsi and Fa Ming to eliminate demons and evil spirits.

I will definitely go out on a very memorable road.

But Zhao Chongsi just jumped in, in order to suppress the ghost king.

"Speaking of which, the ghost king also belongs to the ghost world, as long as she belongs to the ghost world, the oil pot can melt her body and soul into pieces, and she cannot be reincarnated forever. In Zhao Chongsi, he sent the ghost king who had entered the realm of nightmares into the oil pot and opened his mouth with him.

Lin Xuechu had already fallen to the ground, "It shouldn't be like this, he should have walked out." ”

Sui Zong saw a lot of such a parting of life and death, so he said: "A ghost is a ghost, and it can only belong to the ghost world." No matter what, there's a place to grow on it. ”

Lin Xuechu closed his eyes.

Sui Zong squatted down, and then helped Lin Xuechu up from the ground: "Let's go." ”

Lin Xuechu's gaze was still in the direction of the oil pot.

In just an instant, the oil pan returned to its previous appearance.

Smoke billowed and bubbled in the yellowed soup.

But why is it so clear.

(End of chapter)