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Su Jian secretly said in his heart that it was not good.

She forcibly accepted Neidan, discarded half of the essence she had absorbed, and then quickly put Neidan into the Qiankun bag.

She turned around and walked to Rong Yi's side, helped him to sit up, and conveyed his true qi as if she had just done it.

Su Jian pressed his slightly undulating chest to help him breathe, probably because he had suffered an internal injury to his chest before, so Rong Yi's face was drenched in fine sweat.

Su Jian looked at his painful appearance, and involuntarily became cautious in his movements, for fear of pressing his wound again.

The wind is rustling, and the yin is gusting.

At this time, it should not be far from the entrance of the Nine Shadows.

Su Jian looked at the front of the black hole, and the eerie cold wind rolled up her clothes.

The Four Seasons Sword glowed reddish in the darkness, and Su Jian held the hilt of the sword, always waiting for the resentful spirits hidden in the darkness to suddenly attack.

Further on, I began to see a sparse firelight drifting in.

It's just that the fire is not the usual fiery red, but a faint light blue.

Su Jian stood in front of Rong Yi and clenched the sword in his hand.

She looked at the faint blue fire, and felt that the fire was somewhat similar to the ghost fire of the underworld.

When he was a child, Yan Hai and the underworld have been friends for a long time.

I still remember that in the middle of summer that year, Ao Xi went to the Four Seasons Palace to play with Su Jian, and after staying for a few days, Ao Xi felt that there was nothing to play, so he took Su Jian to the underworld without telling the Four Seasons Goddess Yao Ling.

After crossing the long Huangquan Road and crossing the bewitching sea of flowers on the other side, the first thing Su Jian saw was a dense ghost fire like a sky full of sparks.

The light blue ghost fire was like an eye, wrapped around her, and then Ao Xi was annoyed, and mischievously gave birth to the Samadhi True Fire from his hand, which frightened those little ghost fires to run around and scream again and again.

At that time, he was really young and innocent, and there was nothing to worry about, even if he ran away from home, at most it was still a scolding after going back, and his mother's favor was still the same.

But now it's a matter of fact.

It was impossible for Su Jian to make his mother scold him again.

And turning his head to look at Ao Xi, it seems that it is still the same as when it was young, and it will never smile heartlessly.

His teeth are very neat, and whenever he smiles, he always shows those two little tiger teeth.

Su Jian likes to see Ao Xi smile very much, she thinks that there should be few people in the world who laugh as casually and freely as him.

His smile is like the daylight of March in the world, always so bright and gorgeous but comfortable in the late spring.

Later, he secretly followed Ao Xi to live in Yanhai, and sometimes Ao Xi got into trouble outside, and the Dragon King of Yanhai would always let Ao Xi kneel in front of the Coral Palace, and then scold him for a bloody squirt.

Ao Xi is also obedient and knows that he is wrong, but more often than not, he doesn't want to argue with his father.

He fell to his knees, still smiling heartlessly, listening to his father scold him.

It wasn't until the dragon king scolded enough and threw his sleeves and left that Ao Xi stood up, then patted his kneeling wrinkled Liuyun dress, and then walked towards his dormitory.

Whenever Su Jian saw this scene, he was very envious of Ao Xi.

I envy that he can still hear the scolding of his parents, and he can still kneel in front of his parents and laugh.

What people in the world are most afraid of is not that the tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, but that the child wants to raise and does not wait.

But they didn't know that the gods were much more pitiful than them.

When mortals' parents die, if they can accumulate virtue and do good deeds, they may still be able to cultivate the fate of the next life with their parents, so as to complete the regrets of this life.

But the gods are different.

When the immortal is dead, it means that it is gone.

Do they know what it means to be wiped out?

They don't know.

I didn't experience it myself, and I never knew how it felt.

The past passed in front of him like a cloud, making Su Jian's heart tremble slightly.

A gust of wind swept defiantly across her eyelids, causing her long eyelashes to tremble like butterflies.

Su Jian's eyes lit up, and those past events rushed towards the cliff like a speeding carriage, and then only the sound of stones rolling down could be heard, and the carriage fell under the bottomless cliff.

Su Jian grabbed the Four Seasons Sword in her hand fiercely, and after she repeatedly confirmed that the Four Seasons Sword was in her hand, she slightly lowered her hanging heart.

She watched her surroundings, observing every move through the thin hedron of hedrons.

The farther you go, the more blue wraiths there are.

It's really like the ghost fire of the underworld back then.

Su Jian remembered in a trance that Ao Xi took her to the world to watch the lantern festival on the Shangyuan Festival that year.

That night, when the lights were on, the streets were filled with carved BMW cars, reflecting the willows that had newly sprouted on both sides of the road.

The women of the mortal world are all dressed up, wearing exquisite costumes, with incense and powder on their faces, painted willow leaf eyebrows, and a pair of red lips are also very good-looking, and they look very attractive under the lights.

Whenever those beauties walked past Su Jian, Su Jian would smell a dark fragrance.

And Ao Xi on the side had towering sword eyebrows, a disapproving expression, and laughed at those women for being vulgar and vulgar, and the incense on their bodies was too superficial.

Speaking of Ao Xi is also a genius, it is only the age of a mortal child, Ao Xi has learned all kinds of incense making methods, and that level should have been practiced to the point of perfection.

At that time, the women on the street were carrying a rabbit lamp in their hands, Su Jian rarely came to the mortal world, naturally it was the first time to see it, it was a little novel, she turned around and asked Ao Xi, who was standing beside her, where did the rabbit lamp come from.

Ao Xi laughed at her, and then pulled her to a small stall not far in front, and at some point there were a few taels of extra silver in his hand, and then gave it to the boss who sold rabbit lamps.

The boss smiled and accepted the money, and then picked up some effort, took out two lamps that were more delicate than other rabbit lamps, and kept boasting to her and Ao Xi that these were the two best lights in his store, saying that Ao Xi was really a coincidence.

Ao Xi didn't joke with the boss, just smiled, and then took the two rabbit lamps and gave one of them to Su Jian.

Along the way, the shouting and laughter are endless.

The wheels of the carriage turned, and the beautiful woman in the curtain poked her head out to look at the prosperous world, perhaps seeing someone, and the fragrant cheeks couldn't help but overflow with two beautiful pear vortices, and the cheeks that were already blushing were even more crimson, like the brilliant glow in the sky when the sun was about to set.

Su Jian looked at the beautiful woman's line of sight, and saw a young man in green clothes standing at the head of the bridge, the young man was born with a good face, a long body, and a graceful gesture.

The boy in Tsing Yi didn't notice that someone was looking at him, he held a folding fan in his hand, standing in front of a lantern riddle, his mind was racing, and he was wholeheartedly guessing the answer to the riddle written on the lamp.