"I see, why didn't Fu Gongzi ask why Yue'er appeared here?"

"Why did the girl appear here?"

Don't say that Lan Yue'er is lost and frustrated. Even he couldn't listen to it anymore. This beauty's way of rejecting people thousands of miles away is really not good. Just as he was thinking about whether to show up or not, so as to end their boring words that he couldn't listen to, he found the Xuanjing in the midst of lost souls.

I couldn't care so much at the moment, so I jumped out with a "whoosh". was so frightened that Lan Yue'er almost didn't scream. She looked at it dumbfounded, the red-clothed young man in front of her, she had seen a lot of demons in the Demon Domain, but she had never seen a man with pointed ears, nor had she seen someone as small as him. The demons are tall. So she was pretty sure that this person wasn't a demon. Seeing that he was so familiar, he mistakenly thought that he was Zuo Qiufu's cronies.

The fog servant appeared, sat down beside Zuo Qiufu, and shouted: "Xuanjing, I have seen you, come out"

Zuo Qiufu and Lan Yue'er heard this, and both turned their gazes to the Xuanjing. Xuanjing walked over slowly, each step as heavy as lead. He sat down feebly next to the Fog Servant. Zuo Qiufu frowned, and reluctantly moved his leaning body.

"Mirror Child" Lan Yue'er served him.

Xuanjing didn't make a sound, ignoring that everyone was looking at him, and his face was tense, as if everyone owed him. The fog servant couldn't help it at first, and pushed him, "Why do you look like this?"

Xuanjing's body shook and did not answer.

"Don't you have to look at her, it's not that you didn't find her, or coldly shook off the means"

Xuanjing just glanced at him sideways, and the fog servant looked at Zuo Qiufu inexplicably. Zuo Qiufu got up at this time, pulled his wrinkled clothes, and asked casually: "The person I am waiting for, when will you come?"

"She's not coming, never will," Xuanjing replied emotionlessly.

"Why"

"She's Dead"

"What"

"What"

"Who died"

Xuanjing's tepid words caused the three of them to speak at the same time. The difference is that the two in front of them are questioned and shocked in disbelief, while the latter just asks questions in confusion.

"She died, and fell into the river of rumors." Xuanjing dropped another sentence that seemed to explode.

The fog servant's reaction was to immediately run out. He remembered telling the man that he had tried to float across the river of rumors but had not succeeded, could she

Zuo Qiufu was completely stunned, "Xuanjing, you are serious"

Xuanjing nodded, not looking at him.

Lan Yue'er stood across from them, looking at this, and then at that. She really didn't know who they were talking about. But she knew how important things were, so she felt that she shouldn't bother them now. So he quietly left.

"Fu, do you think I'm stupid, obviously I've recovered my memory and found her. Why didn't you guard her, why did you have to ask Leng Yan for an explanation?"

Zuo Qiufu's bewitching face is no longer lazy and slow at this time. He could understand Xuanjing's mood at this time, he knew that Xuanjing must not be able to face it, so he found it here, but what could he say, even he couldn't accept it. The man's smile is always in his heart, but

The two of them stayed quietly, sitting and standing, without saying a word for a long time.

The fog soldier evaded the military defense and went straight to the river. The boat on the river was there, but the person holding the boat was gone. The river was calm and there was no sign of anything wrong. He turned himself into a mist and tried to float to the surface of the river, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move himself over.

Besides, Liang Yiwei didn't catch the string of the boat and went straight down the river. The river quickly submerged her. She tried to struggle, trying to get herself afloat, but the river was not frozen, but she actually touched the ice above her head, which made her feel powerless. The river poured into her mouth, nose, and ears, and it was bitterly cold. She couldn't push the ice away, and tried to break it with force, but found that her actions were undoubtedly hitting the stone with an egg.

Is she going to die She remembers the legend of the Rumor River, and it seems that she is really going to die. However, there are still many things she has not done. She didn't know who she was, so she died like this

Master, Senior Brother, Xuanjing, Beauty Fu, Xiaowu, Qingluan and Huofeng, who have never been seen. and the coldness that imprisoned her as soon as they met, and the faces of the smellers who were not on the same page as her, shook their faces repeatedly in front of her eyes, and she shook her head desperately, stretching out her hands and waving and grabbing them indiscriminately. Just when she was powerless to the point of dying, she had something more in her hand.

With a hint of warmth, she instinctively held it tightly, and then, as if she saw a light not far away, that place she seemed to be calling to her. Although she didn't know what was hidden behind the light, she didn't want to die here, so she swam over with the last bit of strength she had left

Liang Yiwei woke up to the sound of running water, and then found himself washed on the shore. A large rock straddling the side intercepted her. The trees here are green, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the temperature is suitable. The river water is quiet and clear, emitting a rhythmic sound of "ding dong ding dong", listening carefully, there will be a feeling of floating birth, and the hustle and bustle of the Buddha has been far away.

She opened her eyes and didn't get up yet, when she saw and felt such a scene. actually ignored the pain in his body, from his heart. She held on to the rock and climbed up, her whole body aching. The moment she lost consciousness, she felt the two forces in her body, left by Qingluan and Huofeng, supporting each other and supporting her. With a slight scorching heat, it repelled with the icy water. It's cold on the outside and hot on the inside, but at that time, she has no body. can only be slaughtered, there is no resistance.

She had prepared for the worst, but she didn't expect to be in such a wonderful place. Holding her waist, she let herself climb the rock, remembering the last time the fog servant gave her the method of drying clothes. So she closed her eyes, but fortunately, she had learned to control and send and receive internal information. So this time I didn't scorch my clothes like I did last time.

But she always felt as if something was missing. The fan around her waist made her uncomfortable, so she reached out and took it out and opened it to take a look. Hey, how could the white lotus be like this She looked at it carefully before and after, and there was no wonder, didn't it run away with long legs, or was washed away by water, right, that time it was soaked in the stone cave of the Demon Domain. None of this has ever happened, which is really weird

Isn't there anything mysterious about this fan in Meirenfu, isn't he all precious The white lotus is gone, I don't know how he will react when he knows, but it has nothing to do with her Liang Yiwei put the fan away and pinned it to his waist again. Stood up and moved his aching muscles and bones. Where is this fog servant in the Demon Domain, should they know that she has an accident, will they come to her, and now she is really alone.

The river flows down gracefully, and the surrounding woods are so dense that you can't see the depths of the jungle as far as the eye can see. But she looked at the crystal clear river and felt as if she had been there. Inadvertently, she noticed that something was shining in the place where she had just been lying. So he reached over and cleared away the rubble. Isn't this a token that smells the tassel that has been hanging around her waist, how could it flow here with her?

Think about it carefully, when she was still struggling in the river, she seemed to have grabbed something, could it be this but how did it fall into the river, could it be that the boat overturned, and the tassels and Narchan fell in

Liang Yiwei hurriedly jumped from the rock to the shore and went upstream. First of all, she had to figure out how she got out of the river of rumors, there must be a gap or something. She remembered that she had seen the light and followed it. Well, if they also fell and were in the same situation as her, they would be here, and they wouldn't have flowed. Because the rock that intercepted her took up almost half the width of the river, she was the first to fall, and it was impossible for them to go down the river again. Thinking of this, she was even more sure.

The fog service is still on the edge of the river, and he continues to work hard. Leng Yan came from afar, and when he saw him embarrassed, he didn't bother. When I got on the boat, I opened the fence and rowed over the place described by the tassel of the people. The Fog Servant spotted him and looked frustrated. Isn't there a ship, he has wasted so much effort in vain, alas, he is really panicked, and he is mentally retarded.

"Hey, wait a minute, I'll see you."

Leng Yan ignored him, as if he hadn't heard. He rowed the boat to a central stop, then leaned over the boat to take a closer look. The depth of the river is not visible, and nothing can be seen. really responded to that sentence, and there was no trace of falling into the water. But he had just found her, and she was so anxious to run away from him, it seemed that he was really wrong. Leng Yan Jian frowned, raised his head to the sky, could it be that the Emperor of Heaven was so ruthless, and he would not save him when he saw death

Since you can let go of Er Chan, then you can't let go of Liang Yiwei Wu Yan looked at Leng Yan from afar, and also learned from him to look at the sky, and seemed to think of this. So he dragged his chin and thought hard. It seems that he is going to Xiao Zhoutian to ask Yunshen for help. Thinking of this, he hurriedly turned into a mist and moved towards the Demon Palace.

Back in the dungeon, the two of them were still dreary and sad, and this breath weighed down the fog servant very tangled. Seeing Zuo Qiufu asking him with his eyes, he shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands again, indicating that he had found nothing. Then he cleared his throat and said, "Xuanjing, let's go find your master."

Xuanjing's face was sluggish, and the fog servant sighed when he saw this, "I know that you are the Demon King, but how can you say that you have also been a disciple of Yunshen for a few days." She is a god, and she knows the things of heaven best. Whether Xiaoyin is dead or alive, it seems that it is too early to draw conclusions. If the cloud god can talk to the Heavenly Emperor in person, maybe he will have some vitality."

Before the fog servant could finish speaking, Xuanjing stood up violently, and rushed outside, the fog servant's reaction was half a beat slower, and when he came back to his senses, Xuanjing was already gone. He was so anxious that he shouted: "Wait for me, hey, is this Demon Domain so rude" After speaking, the fog turned into a mist and chased after him, leaving Zuo Qiufu alone in prison.

It would be best if that was the case, he thought after listening to the words of the Fog Servant. But in this way, there is no need for him to continue to stay here, the person he has to wait for is Liang Yiwei, but now there is a situation. Therefore, there is no need for him to abide by the agreement with Leng Yan, and there is no need for him to abide by it.

As for where Leng Yan took his mother captive, he should also ask him for an explanation. This prison disaster, he is the head of the demon world, although it is of his own volition, but it also depends on the situation, and there are many things waiting for him to deal with, and he really can't stay here for a long time

The fog servant chased Xuanjing out of the Demon Palace, and he was still gloating over the little devil who guarded the palace door when Xuanjing split his palm just now. These little devils really don't know how to look at their faces, they have already seen it, and the man has a blue face. is still blocking the way, isn't this asking for hardship, the famous demon king doesn't know it.

But he seems to have forgotten that the Xuanjing has not appeared in the Demon Domain for thousands of years, and there are many people who don't know him.

When he walked to the Song River, Leng Yan was still on the boat, and he saw them running over one after another, and he didn't find anything. So he went to the boat and returned to the shore.

"Where are you going?" asked coldly.

Xuanjing didn't speak, and neither did the fog servant. Pursed her thin lips coldly. Half a day before he said, "I'll send you there"

"No," Xuanjing coldly refused.

Leng Yan had no choice but to hand him the boat penny, and then jumped off the boat. Xuanjing waited for the fog service to also board the ship, and then set up the boat to go offshore. And Leng Yan looked at it for a while, and then turned around and went back to the palace. The little devil in front of the palace came to report that someone broke into the demon palace without permission. He waved his hand in understanding.

Xuanjing is still like that, and his affection for her is deeper than his own. For her sake, he could give up a qiē, including this demon domain, but he couldn't. Maybe she would choose Xuanjing, rightly. It's been a thousand years, and all the attachment and waiting have faded in the end, and they have become irrelevant. But why does he still feel a sense of heartache? She will definitely be fine, but if she really dies, even if the entire Demon Domain will be wiped out, he will definitely find a way to attack the sky this time.

As soon as I entered the dormitory, I found that there was another breath of storage zài. Leng Yan didn't reply, so he said, "I want to change places to stay."

"No, I miss you, you have a fight" Zuo Qiufu didn't do it this time, as lazy as usual, but stood up straight. It was still the gorgeous purple suit, which was in stark contrast to the cold-colored palace.

"However, the deity is not in the mood right now," Leng Yan found a place to sit down.

"But as a son, you can't see your own mother-in-law and be bullied, so you don't care."

"Mrs. Zuoqiu, the deity has ordered someone to send you back to the demon realm. I kidnapped her before, just to contain Fu Gongzi, and I didn't mean to harm her."

"Yes, but this son doesn't think so, isn't the Demon Venerable provoking the demon world" Zuo Qiufu said lukewarmly, but Leng Yan frowned, he didn't like to deal with this person very much, the reason is that this person always speaks in a weird tone, and there is no distinction between yin and yang

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