Xuanyuan Dihong, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, went down the mountain, stood at the foot of the mountain, and Xuanyuan Dihong turned back.

The Buddhist temple on the mountain wall was flooded by raging fire.

Xuanyuan Emperor Hong lowered his head, lying in his hand with the rotation charm given by the jackdaw, he was silent for a moment, Xuanyuan Emperor Hong closed his eyes, and the golden rotation charm automatically made a ray of golden light into his palm.

Han Crow gave him a gift of a reincarnation that had been offered for 10,000 years, and begged him to build a dream for him.

Dream back to the Great Ding Dynasty.

That dynasty is full of holes, indignant, hateful, but hard to forget.

Emperor Xuanyuan stood with a stunned face, and among the shadows of the trees, he seemed to be standing like a stone statue.

……

Everything in the Great Ding Dynasty is so vivid, except for Han Ya, and him, he has never forgotten.

On that day, Han Yao returned from the south, and was so tired that he fell from his horse, and he insisted on telling him, saying that the purple clothes were in the south.

Actually, he already knew.

He also knew that Ziyi and Leek Yi had a lot to do with each other.

Unwillingness, jealousy burned his soul, he ordered someone to take Han Ya down to serve as the vanguard, he killed the woman wisteria who pretended to be purple, and turned around to meet Song Xiao, who broke into the Xuanyuan army alone with his baggage.

Song Xiao was thin and small, in the Xuanyuan army, his face was pale, and his legs were trembling.

She came to beg him, begging him to spare Han Crow's life.

He sat on a high seat, overlooking Song Xiao who was kneeling on the ground, she nodded to the ground with her head, obviously scared, but never retreated.

He ordered her to look up and asked her why he had let Han Ya go.

Song Xiao said many reasons, and in the end, she said that she and Han Ya were a couple in distress, and it was impossible for Han Ya to abandon her and choose to elope with Ziyi.

The poor little girl couldn't see the anger and jealousy in his heart.

He was angry because Song Xiao dared to compare Han Ya with Ziyi, and he was jealous because the person he loved had changed his mind, and Song Xiao, an ordinary person, spared no effort to protect Han Ya with the power of a mayfly.

Han Crow gets Song Xiao's love!

And he, lost!

"I don't believe you, Han Ya didn't mention you," Emperor Xuanyuan leaned back in his seat, lazily, raised his hand, as if he was very disdainful of Song Xiao's statement, he pointed to the people around him, and ordered coldly, "Pull down." ”

Song Xiao suddenly became ruthless, pushed away the person beside him, pulled out the knife of the guard next to him, and wiped his neck.

However, he did not die.

Thankfully, he didn't die.

Emperor Xuanyuan was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses, and ordered someone to pull her to a thatched hut not far from the army.

"How can you trust me?!" Song Xiao was forcibly dragged away, but she still didn't give up, "Sword!"

"Brother Han gave away his own sword in order to protect me!"

Song Xiao saw that Xuanyuan Emperor Hong, who was like a god on the high seat, and the domineering Xuanyuan Emperor Hong, in his eyes like looking at ants, shook his voice and said, "He didn't mention me to you because he wanted to protect me!"

Emperor Xuanyuan watched coldly as the guards dragged her away.

Han Ya was sent to the front line by him and died nine times for life.

Before he returned, Song Xiao hanged himself.

Since then, Song Xiao has become Han Ya's heart knot, and he has watched Han Ya change from a young man who doesn't care about anything to a knife with obsession.

"You look for her, find her, protect her," Xuanyuan Dihong got up from the corpse mountain, looked at the jackdaw beside him, and pulled the corners of his lips, "It's just because of guilt that you don't love her in the first place." ”

Poor Song Xiao, a stupid girl, died for him, and in the end he had to end up with such a result.

Han Ya did not deny it when he heard this, left, and returned again, to the surprise of Emperor Xuanyuan, the Buddha incense lingered on his body, and his soul was so faint that it was about to dissipate.

Han Yao came back and begged him to save his life.

He is the emperor's life, turned into a zombie, and he also has purple energy, saving a mere soul, for him, it is just a gesture.

"Yes, I can save you," Xuanyuan Emperor Hong stood in the palace below with his hands behind his back, looking at the blood-splattered stone pillar beside him with his head held high, "But why should I save you?"

This is his palace.

He ascended the throne for three years and died at the age of twenty-five.

Emperor Xuanyuan reached out and put his hand on the stone pillar, which was carved with a striking figure - a fair girl wearing a mask.

"Because, I can track souls. ”

Emperor Xuanyuan Hongli's eyes narrowed.

Tightening his hand, the stone pillar was shattered by him, but the portrait on the stone pillar was still intact.

"What are you talking about?!" For thousands of years, Xuanyuan Dihong's mood finally fluctuated.

"I can track the souls of the deceased," Han Yao raised his head and looked at Xuanyuan Emperor Hong steadily, he opened his arms, revealing the Buddha seal on his soul!

A lonely ghost who had been overlived by the Dharma ran to him for help.

It's funny.

Emperor Xuanyuan laughed.

But he did want to save him......

Emperor Xuanyuan slowly calmed down, and said quietly, "When you first woke up, your soul body was weak, and you were parasitic in the crow's body, and now, speaking of which, this crow's body is a wonderful Horcrux,"

Xuanyuan Dihong grabbed a crow casually, "In the future, you will call it Jackdaw." ”

left the jackdaw, not only because the jackdaw can track the soul of the deceased, but also because the jackdaw can't let go of Song Xiao.

Whether he loves Song Xiao or not, Song Xiao has become an obsession in his heart.

Same with him.

Whether he loves Mu Yi or not, Mu Yi is an obsession in his heart.

He watched with his own eyes, reincarnated one life after another, and the jackdaw found Song Xiao.

Poor man, missed again and again.

Every time he rescued Song Xiao at a critical moment, he would finally push her to other men.

Song Xiao, that stupid girl, would be emotionally attracted to Han Ya every time, but every time she had to accept his arrangement, marry someone else, and spend her life tastelessly.

It wasn't until this life that Jackdaw finally realized that he couldn't do without Song Xiao.

But it was too late.

Song Xiao begged for a turnaround charm and transferred all his fortunes to him.

What about the luck that Han Crow had accumulated for her for 10,000 years?

Her soul was eaten by the rat monster and disappeared, and there is no possibility of reincarnation!

The scene of several generations flashed, and Emperor Xuanyuan thought of Song Xiao, remembered that she was trembling in Haoyu Company, and remembered that she went from knowing nothing to knowing everything.

Finally, she draws the guard's saber and raises her head to ram it into the blade.

The fire on the mountain wall burned more and more fiercely, and the mountain stones and trees were burned to the ground, and the wall stones became brittle and slid down the hillside in patches.

A firebird flew out of the fire, with a golden flame, and let out three pleasant chirps, and finally with a 'bang', it shattered, shattered into a little golden light, like fireworks, and gradually dissipated into the air.

Han Ya's soul also dissipated.

In the last three sounds, he was telling the world that in his dream, he found Song Xiao.

Emperor Xuanyuan turned away with an expressionless face.

Found it, so what?

It's a dream after all!

He never does such foolish things that deceive himself!

Weak as Song Xiao, passive as Han Crow, but only to increase regret and sorrow.

He will only plunder!

He's just crazy about power!

Mu Yi, he wants it, and he wants the power stone in Le Di's body!

The devil blocks the killing of the demon, and the god prevents the killing of the god.

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