"It depends on whether you can afford to play or not. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Yan Qing smiled at the corner of his lips, his fingers were sticky, and the charm on Ye Ye's neck began to reddened slightly, and a pain went straight into Ye Ye's mind.

"I almost forgot you still have this." Ye Ye covered his neck with one hand and looked up at Yan Qing.

Yan Qing casually threw out a few spirit runes to accompany Ye Ye to finish the meeting, and there are still people here who haven't finished playing.

Yan Qing's face suddenly began to change slowly, and he didn't notice it himself, let alone the people around him who were tortured by her.

He played with the half-dead Meng Nanzhi with one hand, and his eyes suddenly changed when he looked at Meng Nanzhi. Countless sporadic Meng Nanzhi popped up in his brain, and that Meng Nanzhi stood behind her with a sunny smile and a look of adoration.

As those memories grew, his brain began to hurt more and more.

Finally, Yan Qing couldn't bear to scream, and the spiritual power around his body flew away.

He was like crazy, using spiritual power frantically, and when he encountered obstacles, he used spiritual power to destroy them.

Finally, he felt safe, and the spiritual power around him was also hollowed out.

Yan Qing had already left Yan Island for dozens of miles at this time, surrounded by the mess he had just created.

Yan Qingmu looked at his hair that suddenly became longer again, and slowly climbed to the nearby river, he changed back! has changed back to the appearance of Qingyan, but the fallen immortal mark on the tip of his eyebrows is terrifying.

"Fallen Immortals!" Qingyan grabbed his head in disbelief. "I don't want it, I don't want it, I don't want to be a fallen immortal."

As if he was crazy, he grabbed the fallen immortal mark on his forehead, and after catching the blurred flesh and blood on his forehead, Yan Qing calmed down.

Looking at the lake again, he looked at his forehead with satisfaction.

The Fallen Immortal Seal on his forehead was gone, but the sudden appearance of a large number of memories made Yan Qing fall into madness again.

"Why, why have I experienced all the questions in my dreams?" Yan Qing roared like crazy, her eyes were red, and her hair was already messy.

Yan Qing fell to the ground weakly, and the pictures kept repeating and overlapping. She remembered that she used her spiritual power to burn down Ye Ye's TV, and she also remembered the sweet smile on her face when Ye Ye cooked for herself. also admired the powerful appearance of Ye Ye's ex-girlfriend, she remembered everything, but when she thought about it again, it was already a sea of vicissitudes.

Yan Qing's consciousness slowly emptied, she opened her eyes and looked at the blue sky, the sky was still very blue, the desert wind was still very hot, but she couldn't wake up.

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared in the sky above her.

Qing Yan's misty eyes slowly focused, the man in front of him was like a gentle gust of wind blowing through the hall in the summer, there was a faint fragrance of ink on his body, and a little smell of dust, he was wearing a gray robe of cotton and linen, and stretched out his hand with a smile.

Yan Qing held his hand in a demon, and the warmth coming from the palm of his hand made Yan Qing can't help but settle down.

"Master or geist?" Yan Qing couldn't know exactly who the person in front of him was, and the man in front of him had the same temperament as his master, but he had a wandering soul's face when he grew up.

"It's all me." The man smiled slightly, but the person in front of him slowly fell.

The man took Qingyan into his arms, sleep, this time, you only have me.

Picking up Princess Yanqing with both hands, Mo Han next to him flew low and followed the two, the man looked sideways at Qingya, and the smile on the corner of his lips deepened.

"I've been waiting for this moment for two hundred years, but I didn't expect something to happen in the middle, but it doesn't matter, I won this chess after all. I'm sorry, you almost became a fallen immortal on that search bed at that time, but the phoenix mark awakened. Fortunately, this time, everything went well, you didn't hesitate for that Yeye, otherwise the phoenix mark awakened, and I would have to play another game. ”

The man's fingers slid across Qingyan's forehead, and the Adam's apple couldn't help but move, and the next second, his lips fell on her forehead.

In the desert in the distance, there was a sudden flutter of Kun, stretching for thousands of miles, slowly moving towards the two of them. When the reflection of the kun stained the figures of the two people, the two people in the desert disappeared in an instant.

Next to the ice cream lake in the snowy region, there is a small courtyard of bamboo buildings, surrounded by bamboo forests. There are almost no houses built out of bamboo in the snowy regions, and there is nowhere else in the snowy regions. It's cold here, and on the second floor of the bamboo building, Qingyan is put on the bed, and her body is covered with a thick woolen quilt.

The man was sitting on the bookcase next to the bed, holding a brush and thinking about how he should write.

"How am I going to make up a memory?" The man thought with his head propped up. Suddenly, a slight smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

"Then let's write it like this." With a big stroke of the pen, it is like a dragon flying, and it is done with a wave.

The man looked at his handwriting with satisfaction, and the rice paper flew lightly, floating in the air. The man slowly walked to the tea table, picked up the tea that had already been cold on the table, lowered his head and groaned, but the next second he sprayed it all on the rice paper.

The rice paper suddenly soared, and the man's fingers made a pen to draw quickly in the air.

The rice paper quickly covered Yan Qing's head, and all the spells hit the rice paper, Qing Yan suddenly felt a splitting headache, and a strange memory picture jumped into his mind, and she instinctively resisted the memory that did not belong to him.

Suddenly, she sat up suddenly, trying to escape from here.

"What are you going to do to me?" Qingyan said viciously to the man.

"I'm saving you," the man smiled.

"I don't need you to save me!! I'm willing to become a demon, who can control me in this world. Qingyan covered his head and shouted arrogantly.

"I'll take care of you." The smile on the corner of the man's lips deepened. With one hand, he held Qingyan's thin hand.

"What qualifications do you have to control me?" Yan Qing shouted angrily.

"It's good to have a full meat tube." The man smiled extraordinarily gently, as if he was not facing a crazy Qingyan, but Qingyan was smiling and coquettishly coquettish.

"Okay." Qingyan looked at the man's eyes, and his heart unconsciously settled down, this man's eyes were sharpened, and just one glance could make Xinhu silent, Qingyan slowly closed his eyes, accepting the memory of the heart pouring in.

The man propped up the bed with one hand, and brushed the broken hair on Qingyan's forehead with one hand.

"Sleep, I hope you want me to make you a memory. When we wake up, we will all have a new life. The man looked at Qing Yan with a smile, watching the light of the rice paper fade more and more, knowing that the memory had entered Yan Qing's mind.

The man's fingers sat on the talisman again, and a steady stream of spirit runes drawn in the void appeared, and after a while, the whole room was full of traces of spirit runes.

The man slowly walked out of the room, opened the door wide, and let countless spirit runes fly out.

And he himself flew out with the spirit rune, his body began to fly higher and higher, and the surrounding void spirit runes suddenly dispersed, hitting everyone in the snow in their minds. (To be continued.) )