"You are right, life and death are death, and after death, the dust should return to the dust, and you should not stay in the world because of obsession, and in the end everything will be empty. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I don't know her very well, but she is the most beautiful, kindest and gentlest woman I have ever met.

Her eyes are brighter than the moon, clearer than water, more profound than those so-called compassionate heavenly and human techniques, and her temperament is noble, incomparable......"

A man, let's just think that Mo Qi, who only hears his voice and doesn't see his form, is a man.

If a man praises a woman like this and thinks it's nothing, he is simply deceiving himself.

Shen Yaohua felt a little funny, a little sad, and more puzzled.

What is the love between men and women?

It's as if there's no escape from anything.

Mountain gods, witch lords, mortals, and here are only the remnants of mythical beasts that should exist in mythology......

Maybe there is really nothing between him and Luo Qinghuan, but there is definitely something in his heart.

Anyway, Shen Yaohua felt like this.

But he's much better, persistent but not paranoid, and doesn't seem to need any results.

In addition to incarnating his original body into the Stone Mountain Gang Luo Qinghuan to protect the Wu Clan, he also condensed his spirit into a black unicorn jade pendant, waiting for her to come back and give it to her personally.

"I'm not Luo Qinghuan, I can't ask for it, even if the body is hers, I'm not her."

Shen Yaohua looked at the jade pendant floating in front of him and shook his head gently.

"Only you can use this jade pendant, if you don't accept it, it will only be destroyed with me."

Mo Qi's voice was gentle, and he didn't seem to regret that he was about to disappear from heaven and earth.

I don't know if it was to make Shen Yaohua accept the jade pendant willingly, or to confide his heart to the person who had no body and no soul at the last moment, in short, he confided in Shen Yaohua some past things that seemed to be known only to him.

For example, it is not an auspicious beast, a rui beast, a divine beast, if you have to give it a definition, it is actually an evil beast.

The evil unicorn who escaped from another world was chased and killed by two of his clan to Fenghualing.

Luo Qinghuan saved it because its clan went too far, and almost leveled the peak in the middle of Fenghua Ridge.

This is the origin of the lack of grass in the middle of the Fenghua Ridge.

"At that time, she was dressed in white, floating like a wind and clouds, and she looked as good when she was angry as she did when she was happy."

Mo Qi's voice became gentle, like a girl's whisper when she missed her lover, which made Shen Yaohua's heart soften.

"I fought off my kindred with her badly wounded, and she was badly wounded afterwards, but she still tried to save me."

In addition to gentleness, his hoarse and deep voice also brought a touch of joy and nostalgia.

"She doesn't like to talk, but she loves to laugh, shallow, cheerful and lonely."

At that time, she was the only one in Fenghualing, and there were many demons and monsters.

She walked slowly through mountain by mountain, destroying many and saving many people.

Therefore, the demons and ghosts in Fenghualing are willing to stay and be driven by her because they are protected by her.

His body couldn't support it, but the primordial spirit kept following her, like a shadow.

Later, she went farther and farther away, gradually integrated into the world, and took in two orphans.

It was his idea to create the Wu Clan.

She is so compassionate and compassionate, and only hopes that everyone in the world can be peaceful and happy, but there are too many demons and evils, and her strength alone is too meager, so it is better to create more useful materials to support justice for her.

Luo Qinghuan felt that it made sense, so there was a witch clan.

After that, it gradually grew, then divided, and then it is now precarious.

As for her, her faith has been eroded by the hearts of sinister people for a long time.

The world thinks she is a witch, and she has them to think that the world wants to burn her, and she has to do it.

And the shadow-like Mo Qi was sealed by her divine power, and she could only watch her being burned by the fire.

The fire did not kill her, but it burned her heart, so that she did not want to stay, so she chose to self-exile.

At that time, her two disciples already had many disciples each, and she felt that there was someone to follow, so she left without worry, forgetting that she still had a shadow of weakness.

Out of protection, she concealed his aura and let his spirit follow her at all times.

And as soon as she is gone, he will be like a leaf without nourishment, and he will soon wither.

Fortunately, she stole her essence and blood early in the morning when she saved him, mixed it with his own essence and blood, protected the spirit, and finally condensed into this jade pendant.

It distinguishes people by its essence and blood, and his physical body is long gone, so only her essence and blood can use it.

"I know who Luo Qinghuan is."

Shen Yaohua was saddened by the story that always haunted with a touch of sadness. Maybe because it's about him, he always has helplessness in his heart, which is why he seems so sad.

"You should know who your spirit body belongs to, that's your own guess, and I didn't go against her will."

Even Luo Qinghuan is gone, and he doesn't want to have the slightest disrespect for her.

Shen Yaohua said a little wistfully: "But I've seen her statue, and it doesn't look like the woman who was burned by the fire in my dream." ”

"She is so beautiful that ordinary people lose their souls when they see it, so they hide their appearance."

I see.

Shen Yaohua sighed inexplicably, feeling worthless for Luo Qinghuan.

She can walk alone in the world to exorcise evil spirits and protect all living beings, and her heart should be extremely strong, and she doesn't know how many ugliness she has experienced in the long years before she will die of grief and death, so that she does not want to exist.

It's sad!

"Take the jade pendant and go, I should go too."

Mo Qi's farewell was short and crisp, and after a sentence, he completely disappeared.

Shen Yaohua stretched out his hand to catch the falling jade pendant, hoping that he was not really wiped out, but the soul of Qinghuan still existed in heaven and earth, maybe one day, they would meet somewhere, and they would be able to laugh at the various states in this world and the appearance of all beings.

Just when her heart was full of mixed flavors, the surroundings suddenly shook violently.

Shen Yaohua hurriedly propped up the protective aura outside his body, hugging his head and running away.

As soon as she stepped out of the stone door, her feet suddenly emptied, and she immediately fell into free fall.

Before she could see the situation clearly, another hand suddenly stretched out from her side, gently pulling her, and in the blink of an eye, she returned to the side of the Western Witch Lord from the shock of a landslide and a crack.

Everything happened between the lightning and flint, and Shen Yaohua was just in a daze for a long time, not knowing where he was.

When she came back to her senses, the Western Witch Lord was beside her, staring indifferently into the distance.

Shen Yaohua also looked over, only to find that the Qilin Mountain, which was full of divine rituals not long ago, had now turned into a black gravel mountain, which looked extra desolate.

The West Witch Lord seemed to have known that there would be such a result, and after turning his head to look at her, he said lightly: "There is nothing in this world that is eternal, the vicissitudes of life, old age, sickness and death are all natural ways, and there is no need to mind." ”

Shen Yaohua nodded, but he still couldn't help but sigh.

The West Witch Lord glanced at the jade pendant in her hand and smiled lightly, "You should know who Luo Qinghuan is, right?" ”

Shen Yaohua nodded again, stared at the black stone mountain that was gradually engulfed by clouds and mist, and gently spit out two words: Wu Zu!