Si Yun has only been on Earth for less than a year, and the hundred years she spent on the Xuanli Continent are not worth mentioning at all, but when Si Yun sets foot on this land again, she still feels like a world away. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qianyan Mountain has not changed much compared to when she left, the vegetation is lush and lush. The rugged and majestic buildings are hidden in the mountains and forests, Si Yun walked all the way up from the mountain road, his eyes greedily and nostalgically watching the surrounding scene, the scenery that he was familiar with before seemed to be tired of seeing enough, so that she wanted to engrave everything deeply in her heart.

This is also the root of all living beings.

Only after the loss does you know how to cherish!

Si Yun didn't know what state he was in now. Is it the soul, the divine consciousness, or the consciousness that travels through time and space and returns to the Xuanli Continent?

But she found that even the demon clan with advanced cultivation could not feel her existence, and the face-to-face walk would pass through her body, so she was relieved to boldly run towards her destination.

Mingjue said that she only had half a day this time.

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She came to a majestic complex with a complicated gaze.

She thought that what she wanted to see most was Si Li.

I want to ask him why he chose her, I want to ask him if he has been calculating since she was not born, I want to ask him if he has been with him for a hundred years, day and night, is it just because of a game?

But it wasn't until now that she realized that it wasn't him who was the most puzzled in her heart and wanted to seek an answer the most...

There were no decorations in the main hall except for the flame fox pillar and the desk seats, and it seemed empty and cold.

Passed over the main hall and came to the apse, where they usually rested. Here, Si Yun saw that she had rarely thought of it since she came to Earth, and she hadn't even dreamed once, but when she came to Qianyan Mountain, she immediately appeared in her mind.

The backyard is planted with stout and tall Qionghua trees. Qionghua's petals are white, without fragrance, and her appearance is not very delicate, but it is her mother's favorite flower.

The reason is that the flowers and trees that can grow in a place like Qianyan Mountain, where the fire aura is active, only the Qionghua tree is invincible in all seasons. And her mother concubine is the most sad on weekdays, and it is common for her to be sad for a long time because of the falling flowers. Therefore, in order to please his wife, the fox king's father, planted a courtyard full of Qionghua trees to please her. This was almost a joke in the demon world hundreds of years ago!

At this time, under the Qionghua tree, two figures, one tall and one delicate, turned their backs to Si Yun, looking at the perennial fiery red sky because of the special climate of Qianyan Mountain, like a fairy couple.

The fox king Simo meets all the aesthetics of Si Yun's beautiful men. The body is tall and burly, the muscles are strong, and the face is not as beautiful as Si Li's, but it is handsome and resolute with sharp edges. At this time, he gently held the woman next to him in his arms, but there was an indescribable surprise in his eyes.

Her mother, Concubine Yan, was not like when Si Yun looked at her and she would cry, but her face was indifferent, and even her face was much haggard.

Si Li's indifference is the kind of indifference to life from the bottom of his heart, but Yan Yan's indifference has a bit of lifeless meaning.

Si Yun didn't understand why. The mother concubine is less than a thousand years old, and the future is still very long, why is this mood now?

The two husbands and wives stood under the Qionghua tree with each other, as if they were going to stand for eternity.

I don't know why, when Si Yun saw this scene, a sour feeling suddenly welled up in his heart.

They... They look lonely...

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In Si Yun's hundred years of life, her fox king's father and mother concubine were just vague code names for her.

Although Simo has a few fox concubines, he has always been regarded as a mascot. His descendants are also Si Yun. But they never took the initiative to see her, and when she ran to meet them, she would be beaten up and driven back. They won't be like other Yanhu mothers, holding her in their arms and smoothing her hair, taking her to cultivate, teaching her combat skills and survival experience...

The people who took her to do these things were all Si Li!

Her only impression of them was Si Mo's indifferent back and the eternal tears in Yan Yan's eyes. But there's never been a time like this...

Now so lonely and desperate!

At this time, a guard trotted up behind Si Mo, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully:

"Wang, Lord Si Li invites you and the fox concubine to a banquet."

"Don't go!"

It was Yan Yu who answered him. At this time, for the first time, there were mood swings on her face, and anger was suppressed in her eyes:

"Get out! Don't let me hear that name in the future! ”

Si Mo patted her shoulder gently, waved his hand to signal the guards to leave, and then turned around and hugged Yan Yu gently:

"Girl, why bother..."

"Why bother?" Yan Yan pushed him away, and her charming phoenix eyes were filled with tears, which were full of pain:

"Simo, why are you talking in front of me today? I...

Her lips opened, but she couldn't speak for a while, and turned and walked in the other direction:

"He said it, he said that he would protect my Yun'er I for a lifetime! If I knew today, I wouldn't let her become a child of destiny! ”

The long skirt snaked gracefully on the ground and gradually disappeared. Si Mo silently watched Yan Yu leave, as if she had suddenly aged a few hundred years...

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"Lord, the clan elders have summoned you." The black-clothed guard followed closely behind Si Li and whispered.

"Don't go!" Si Li's answer is similar to Yan Yan's, her footsteps have not stopped, and her eyes have not changed in the slightest:

"Those guys in the Great Hall, order to leave before dark."

"Yes." The black-clothed guard respectfully agreed, and his body disappeared in an instant.

The Xuanli Continent is already in chaos, everyone is in danger, and all ethnic groups have made big moves. Si Li took this opportunity to persuade several demon kings to take the lead in establishing an alliance, temporarily put aside their personal grievances, and jointly support them to survive this catastrophe.

But the human race said that most of the demon clans are simple-minded and have developed limbs, and Rao is the heart of the fence, and he can't help but be a little impetuous.

And whenever he is impetuous, he will go to a place.

Si Li pushed open the gate of the small courtyard, and the plane trees in the courtyard were still luxuriant. He walked straight into the room without squinting. But Kankan stopped in front of the door of the room.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of the sycamore tree in confusion.

Under the plane tree, the desk where he painted last time is still there, and a few paintings on the desk are gently rolled up by the wind.

Si Li slowly walked to the desk and looked at the front of the desk. There was nothing there, but a soft smile suddenly appeared in his eyes, like the warmth of the first melting of ice and snow, and like the clear blue sky after the rain, which made people intoxicated from the bottom of their hearts.

His hand reached into the air, as if caressing something, and his voice was soft:

"Now, I can finally paint a portrait of you..."