Among the ceramic shards and stains of blood everywhere, Zhishan hugged the only intact piece of thin porcelain, the hairpin on top of her bun. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A few dim rays of light seeped through the dense window holes, illuminating her pale and trembling lips. She didn't cry or make a fuss, just stood quietly in the mess.

"Does it hurt?" Gu Ji grabbed her slender hand and brushed it, the wound instantly scabbed, and the crimson blood actually had a faint floral fragrance, refreshing people's hearts.

"Is there still darkness at the end of the darkness?" Zhi shallow raised his hand and stroked the muslin that covered his eyes.

"It's going to be fine." Gu Ji's slender and white fingers picked up her green silk and picked up her goose-egg-like cheeks, squatted down, and said kindly, "Would it be good to take you to the world?" ”

"Human?" It turned out that he had been living in the Divine Realm for a while, and he had never stepped out of the Qingxuan Hall for half a step during this period.

She didn't bother to talk about the gossip outside the hall, and he ignored it.

He taught her to distinguish between right and wrong, tell the history of the ages, and teach moral and spiritual laws, but he was commensurate with her as a brother and sister. She likes the smell of celadon, likes to stay alone in a room full of ceramics in a daze, in this long dark night, calling the shallow self where to go, "I want to go and see Sister Nanyin." "Nanyin is the weakness of Gu Ji, the woman buried under the cold plum.

"Okay." Gu Ji turned into a dragon, sat on his body in the most shallow, flew over the clouds, and behaved like thin clouds gently covering the bright moon.

The cold plum is still blooming so luxuriantly, and the plum fragrance is refreshing.

"In the long dark night from spring to autumn, it turned out that my sister had been with me." Zhiqian squatted down and touched the dust lightly, as if touching a loved one, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. Gu Jian watched from afar, perhaps, he would never be able to let go and forgive himself.

"Save ...... Help......" There was a faint cry of a child in the distance, but it was very clear among the plum trees.

Zhi shallow stood up, wanting to inquire.

"Don't go." Gu Ji grabbed her arm.

Zhiqian bit his lip lightly, entangled and worried, "My brother is Shangqing, how can I sit idly by?" ”

"Although I have the power of life and death, everyone has their own destiny, and if you forcibly change, there will be chaos." I never thought that she of the fox demon would have such compassion.

The weak cry made her uneasy.

Gu Ji pulled Zhiqian and walked in the opposite direction, and it was time for her to hear about the beauty and prosperity of the world.

Zhiqian broke free of his palm, "I obviously heard it, and I pretended that nothing had happened, and Zhiqian's heart was very upset." "Sense and hearing are used to discern direction.

"Little shallow ......" Gu Ji was stunned and followed closely.

She conjured up the Nine-Tails, shuttled through the jungle, and jumped from the sky to the boy, who was only about ten years old, and she felt four or five stronger soldiers surrounding them, and she also felt the boy's fear of herself.

"Fox ......," the soldier took a few steps back in horror.

"Get out!" Shallow bared fangs.

"Give it to me! If we don't kill Di Xin, we will all fall to the ground. One of them, who looked like a general, said.

They were armed with sharp spears and were ready to try.

Gu Ji waved his long sleeves and blocked Zhiqian, "Take him away first, I'll deal with it." ”

Zhiqian withdrew the nine-tails and fangs, took the boy's hand and left. Di Xin didn't know whether it was fear or gratitude, and when he came to the wooden house next to Hanmei, Di Xin gasped for breath and secretly glanced at Zhi Shiao.

"Sister, are you a good person? No, is it a good demon? Di Xin asked worriedly, probing her eyes.

"Your name is Dixin?" Zhiqian did not answer him.

"Hmm. My real name is Zishou. Di Xin replied cautiously, "I am the prince of the Shang Dynasty, and I have been rescued by my sister today, and this king will be grateful in the future." ”

"Do you want your country?" Zhi Qian said unintentionally.

"I ......" this king will give a little woman a joke in the future.

"Zishou!" In the distance, an old man walked slowly, old but surprisingly tough, like an immortal.

"Uncle!" Di Xin ran towards him like a life-saving straw, and the old man rubbed his hair with pity.

"Kitsune." The old man's eyes suddenly changed, and his tone became heavy, as if the fox demon in front of him was heinous.

"Uncle, she's a good demon." Di Xin looked at her blindfolded eyes, those eyes must have been clear and moving, and why was her heart beating so fast.

"Since your uncle is looking for you, I'm leaving." Zhiqian smiled slightly, why are the people of the world so disgusted with fox demons.

"Sister." Di Xin pulled the shallow sleeves, why was she so reluctant to leave, was it because of the charm of the fox demon, "Sister must come to Chaoge to see Di Xin in the future." ”

Zhiqian didn't speak, although he couldn't see his appearance, but his words and deeds were surprisingly cute.

Di Xin tore off a strip of cloth from her clothes, there were a few dark plum petals on the light white texture, pulled the shallow slender hand, and placed it in the palm of her hand, "This is for you!" ”

"Let's go." The old man looked at Zhiqian indifferently, pulled Di Xin, Di Xin was reluctant to wave his hand at her, and disappeared into this city outside the world where plum blossoms were scattered.

"I've finally found you." There were ethereal voices all around, so familiar, so kind.

"Who are you?"

"We'll meet soon." The ethereal sound stopped instantly.

"Who are you? Who are you? "I went crazy to find it, in this endless night, this light suddenly lit up, why did it disappear again.

The dry eyes finally overflowed with tears again, soaking the silk in front of her, she couldn't hear Gu Ji's cry, collapsed and fell into his arms, who was she.

I have tasted the loneliness of your eyebrows, the rebelliousness of your eyes, the mystery of talking into smoke, and the illusion of being here and there.

Gu Ji has been by her side and caress her fragrance. Trapped in a nightmare, she was all gone. The mountains and rivers are long, and the shadows echo, who is the man who came out of the dust in the distance.

"Little ......" Gu Ji wiped her forehead, so hot. She repelled Gu Ji's true qi, as if she had fallen into the abyss.

An ancient talisman floated from the window, and the golden light fell into Gu Ji's palm, "Lord Yinglong, the Demon Realm is surrounding the Divine Palace, and the God King is in retreat, so I order you to hurry back." The charm actually spoke, and there were a pair of strange eyes, and it was a lovely female voice.

Gu Ji glanced at Zhi Qian, she was not suitable for bumps in a coma, but the divine realm was imminent, "Curse, you stay here to take care of her." With a wave of his hand, Gu Ji set up a number of barriers.

"Yes, sir." The charm replied respectfully.

Gu Ji transformed into a dragon and disappeared into the sky.

The charm flew around on the shallowest face, her eyes like water, and she lay quietly beside her ear.

"The deity has traveled thousands of miles to the divine realm, why didn't the god king come out to greet me? Is this the hospitality of the divine realm? The man in the black robe stood above the clouds, with a tall figure, sword eyebrows flying, a pair of purple eyes seductive, the amplitude of temptation, people moved with the sound, and that powerful aura made people hold their breath.

"What is the Demon Venerable doing!" Ying Long pierced through the clouds and rain, and landed before him.

"Of course, the deity is to recover the demon refining pot." Demon Venerable smiled wickedly.

"The Demon Refining Pot is an ancient artifact, how can it be a thing of your Demon Realm." Gu Ji's aura is on par with him.

"Gu Ji!" The Demon Venerable roared wildly, earth-shattering, "The deity said yes!" "The demon soldiers poured down like mad beasts.

The spell floated unsteadily, sometimes jumping, sometimes wandering, and suddenly a masked man appeared outside the door, "How did you get in?" The spell asked in horror, this is a lot of enchantment.

The masked man walked straight to the bed, looked at the sleeping shallow evil and smiled, "What are you going to do?" The charm stopped in front of her.

"Let Gu Ji exchange the demon refining pot for her!"

With a wave of the man's hand, the charm fainted. The masked man took the unconscious Zhiqian into his arms and disappeared into the wooden house.

The demon soldier muttered in the ear of the demon venerable, the demon venerable smiled evilly, and with a wave of his right hand, the demon soldier stopped attacking.

"One day, I'll make you pay with blood!" The Demon Venerable looked at him condescendingly.

"I'll wait."

The Demon Venerable looked up to the sky and smiled, and disappeared into nothingness with all the demon soldiers.

Gu Ji returned to the bamboo house, but found that the barrier had been opened, and the shallow had disappeared.

The waking spell told Gu Ji everything.

"Xiao Qian......" Why is he so flustered in his heart, the demon refining pot is an ancient artifact, at least shallow than I have been with for a year, the demon refining pot can't be given, and the shallow can't be reluctant, on this day of slow immortality, his heart seems to be beating again.

Zhi Qian suddenly woke up, where is this.

She felt the darkness around her, not a ray of light coming in, cold and gloomy. Hurriedly groping her way to her feet, her hands probing the direction, she touched an enchantment that won the wall, she tried to open the enchantment, but to no avail.

"Awake?" When the lights turned on, the masked man played with the doll in his hand, and the doll in his hand was exactly the same as the most shallow.

"Who are you?"

"Qianyi!"

"Qianyi? Could it be that you are the brother of Sister Nanyin? "Zhiqian has heard in the divine realm that Nanyin is the daughter of Jiuxuan, and she is a childhood sweetheart with Gu Ji and the God King. And Nanyin's brother is the Yin Yang puppeteer Sikong Qianyi.

When Nanyin was a minor, Qianyi severed the father-son relationship with Jiuxuan and established his own name, and Nanyin and Qianyi didn't seem to have much intersection.

Hearing the words Nanyin, Qianyi's eyes suddenly dimmed, "Do you know her?" There are a thousand kinds of sadness in the language.

"I spent a few years at her grave." Zhiqian has always believed that he must have absorbed her aura by turning into a human form.

"Finally dead." Sister, sister, even if you die, Jiuxuan didn't take you back to your homeland, so persistent, what are you for? If you had listened to my brother's advice, I would not have ended up in a different place.

When I heard the news of my sister's death, I was so generous, it seems that the rumors are true.