Chapter 125: The Immortal in the Painting
Looking at her grief-stricken parents in front of her, Yang Yiyan had mixed feelings in her heart, she had never gotten along with them, and it was the first time she had seen them even in person.
Qin Yiling looked at her daughter lovingly, and smiled astringently: "Child, what's your name?" ”
"Yang Yiyan, relaxed Yi, swallow's Yan." Yang Yiyan said softly.
"Good name, can I call you Yan'er?" Qin Yiling asked cautiously, her eyes full of hope.
Yang Yiyan nodded stunned.
"Yan'er, Yan'er, my daughter." The more Qin Yiling screamed, the more his voice changed tone, and finally he choked faintly.
"Ling'er." Yi Mo looked at his wife sadly: "If only I had been more cautious back then." ”
"No, husband, I don't blame you, Tan Xiang is strong, sinister and cunning, and there is a demon standing behind him, even if it is not you, it will be someone else." Qin Yiling explained.
Yi Mo sighed and said, "After all, it was a big mistake. ”
"Father, mother, ...... you" Yang Yiyan paused and still couldn't ask.
Qin Yiling shook his head and said with a sad expression: "Yan'er, the disaster of the two major families was doomed as early as when your grandfather got the opportunity to become an immortal. ”
Become an immortal? Yang Yiyan muttered, "Is it really that important to become an immortal? ”
Yi Mo said helplessly: "Yan'er, you are still young, there are some things you don't understand, and you can't imagine that if you can't become an immortal, even if you cultivate to the late stage of the tribulation, your lifespan is limited, and cultivating the truth is to go against the sky, fight with the sky, and fight with the earth." After experiencing all kinds of situations in the world, thousands of tribulations, and all kinds of pain, in the end, he ran out of life because he couldn't become an immortal and fell helplessly, no one would be reconciled.
Before, everyone couldn't become immortals, so they were fine, and some people were unwilling to think of other methods, but the appearance of the opportunity to become immortals completely broke the cultivation realm that was already uneasy, and various sects competed to make moves, and for a while, the entire Puyu Mountain was bleeding, and there was pain and wailing everywhere. ”
Yang Yiyan was stunned for a moment, and said in disbelief: "All factions have made a move?" But why is it different from what I found? ”
Qin Yiling said bitterly: "The sects that are worthy of the reputation in the cultivation realm have all been dispatched, and there are even Shifang Hall and the demon clan who are living in seclusion behind the scenes. Every monk who participated in the Pu Yushan massacre at the beginning made a demon oath that they would not reveal the truth about the destruction of the two major families in Pu Yushan in any way, so no matter how you checked, you would not find out the truth. ”
"Actually, the entire cultivation realm has been dispatched? Just for an illusory chance to become an immortal? Yang Yiyan couldn't accept it.
How shocking it was for the entire Xiuzhen Realm to dispatch, and how did they escape?
"It's not incomprehensible." He Zhizhi looked at Yang Yiyan faintly and said: "It's like your relatives are seriously ill and dying, and you accidentally know that someone has medicine in your hands that can save your relatives, but he is unwilling to give it to you, in the face of this situation, what choice will you make?" ”
"I ......" Maybe he will also do something to kill people and take medicine, Yang Yiyan said with confused eyes: "Is it just that?" ”
"Naturally, we can't just count it like that, even if we can't kill those people, we can give them some bloody lessons, so that they can know that they will be punished for killing innocents for their own selfish desires." He Zhizhi said coldly.
"Hey......" Qin Yiling sighed and said, "Yan'er, telling you this is not for you to avenge us, but to remind you to be careful of everyone in the cultivation realm, if your identity is exposed, the first thing to do is not to be an enemy, but a friend around you." ”
"Mother, they won't." Thinking of Xiao Yue, Qing Yu, Ziyu Zixiao and others who were friends with herself and others in the cultivation realm, Yang Yiyan shook her head firmly.
"Anyway, be careful." Yi Mo admonished.
Qin Yiling looked at Yang Yiyan deeply, as if she wanted to carefully engrave Yang Yiyan's appearance in her heart.
Yang Yiyan felt a little uneasy inexplicably: "You ......"
Before the words fell, I saw that the light and shadow of Yi Mo and Qin Yiling became more and more transparent, and finally dissipated in the living room.
Yang Yiyan looked stunned, looking sad.
"Yan'er ......"
"Today is the first time I've seen them, but it's also the last."
“……”
Yang Yiyan smiled weakly: "I'm fine, I just feel a little uncomfortable in my heart." ”
He Mingzhi stepped forward and hugged Yang Yiyan tightly in his arms: "They will definitely have a better life in the next life." ”
“…… Well! Yang Yiyan nodded vigorously, and suddenly pushed He Mingming away: "You are not allowed to hug me." ”
He Mingzhi was stunned.
Yang Yiyan didn't give He Zhizhi time to come back to his senses, turned around and went upstairs, and hid in his room.
He Mingming looked at Yang Yiyan who fled in the desert with a smile, and did not rush to catch up, but slowly sat down on the sofa.
Suddenly, only to hear Yang Yiyan's exclamation, He Zhizhi's figure suddenly appeared next to Yang Yiyan, only to see Yang Yiyan stroking her chest with her right hand, sitting on the ground, the room was in a mess, and there was a half-open scroll lying not far away.
"What happened?" He Mingzhi helped Yang Yiyan to glance at Yang Yiyan's eyes for a week.
"As soon as I entered the house, I found that my room was in shambles, except for one painting floating in the air, and I opened it in curiosity." Yang Yiyan explained with a pale face.
"But what did you find?"
"It's the back of a woman." What Yang Yiyan didn't say was that the person in the painting was very similar to the Yue she had seen in her dreams.
"Woman?" He Mingzhi was stunned for a moment, helped Yang Yiyan to sit down on the edge of the bed, stretched out his right hand, and the painting on the ground immediately flew into He Mingming's hand.
He Mingzhi slowly opened the painting, and was about to see the contents of the scroll, but was stopped by Yang Yiyan: "Don't look at it!" ”
"Huh?" He Zhiming looked at Yang Yiyan puzzled.
Yang Yiyan's face was ugly and said: "This painting is strange, I actually feel that my blood is churning at a glance, and the spiritual power in my body is also a little out of control, if I don't react in time, I'm afraid I have already suffered a lot of internal injuries." ”
He Mingming's eyes flashed, and he said lightly: "It's okay!" "I'd like to see what it is.
Yang Yiyan opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything, only looked at He Mingming worriedly.
He Mingzhi slowly opened the picture scroll, and suddenly the back of a woman in white appeared in front of him, although he couldn't see the woman's appearance, but he must have been a peerless beauty.
But why does this figure look so familiar, as if it has been seen somewhere?
Yang Yiyan's eyes narrowed, and she said coolly: "Is it beautiful?" ”
He Zhizhi shook his head: "I just think the person in the painting is very familiar." ”
"Familiar?" Yang Yiyan raised her eyebrows and looked at He Mingming meaningfully.
"yes, that's familiar." He Mingzhi muttered, his eyes full of misty.
Suddenly, a scene appeared in front of me - the starry sky suddenly exploded, and the figure of the woman in white disappeared.
"No!" He Zhizhi couldn't help but cried out, his expression full of panic and remorse.
Yang Yiyan frowned and pondered, did he really recognize the woman in the painting? Yang Yiyan felt a little irritable for a while, this man is really a demon, and he will recruit peach blossoms everywhere.
"Poof~" He Zhizhi suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground softly.
"He Mingming!" Yang Yiyan was startled, immediately put away the portrait, and ran out with He Mingzhi without caring about exploring the other rooms. (To be continued.) )