Chapter Seventy-One: Mosang on the Clouds

At the moment when the tomb began to crack, all the flowers on the other side of the fire road withered, and gradually turned into a piece of black ash, and from the black ash, a cluster of green leaves shaped like bluegrass slowly grew. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It turns out that this is the leaf of the other side flower.

Qi Liujia said sadly: "Su Qianruo, it's easy to go all the way." ”

The formation patterns of the Resurrection Array also began to slowly become dim, and quickly converged to the middle, and finally turned into a mysterious Wu character, submerged into the cracked tomb.

Rumble...

The loud sound shook Qi Liujia upside down and flew out, and the soil on the tomb was torn apart and collapsed one after another.

A naked sturdy man slowly walked out of the grave with his black hair draped behind his head like ink, and his body was long and muscular. His facial features are strange and perfect, under the thick long eyelashes, there are a pair of deep and sharp eyes, his eyes are indifferent, without the slightest warmth, as if he has never had emotion.

But in his arms, he held a woman who had been dead for a long time.

It can be seen that his posture of holding people is unusually stiff, and he is as stiff and struggling as a beginner.

He raised his eyes and looked around, and the huge iron sword was pointed at Qi Liujia's throat, and said word by word: "Come here, save her!" ”

The person in his arms is light, as if he has no weight, like a piece of paper, and will fly away from heaven and earth in a moment.

Qi Liujia didn't dare to move, and said with a bitter face: "Huangmang, she uses the soul as a sacrifice and flesh and blood as a guide, in exchange for your resurrection, the years after the Sanshengmen have passed, there is no day, no moon and no time, seven days here, the outside world may have been seven years."

A person who has been dead for seven years and whose soul has long been burned out has long since returned to heaven and is hopeless!

See you again in 10,000 years, as soon as you meet, you will raise your sword to each other, so embarrassing for me, you are too ruthless, right? ”

Huang Mang looked at Qi Liujia silently and said slowly: "She is my sacrifice?" ”

Qi Liujia nodded, "Yes." ”

"She sacrificed for me, and after death, she was obsessed, relying on the fragrance of flowers on the other side, but she wanted to confuse me for seven nights, is it because she is unwilling?"

Qi Liujia had a huge headache, how could he talk to Su Qianruo with a ruthless person who didn't understand emotions at all?

"Everything she does for you is willing, sacrificing her soul, but if she is unwilling, she will fail. You are doing well now, which means that she has been willing from the beginning.

Huangmang, although you may not understand, but she and you have done the courtesy of Zhou Gong, and they have also been married to heaven and earth. Whether it is in reality or in the soul, you and her are all blended with yin and yang.

Although she is your chosen sacrifice, she is the one who loves you the most in this world. ”

Huang Mang slowly squinted his eyes, Qi Liujia immediately became nervous, this action represented that Huang Mang was angry, the iron sword grazed his neck and circled, and after the blood flowed out, he felt the pain.

Huangmang's sword is too fast.

"You spy on my spirit, I'll give you a warning first." Huang Mang slowly withdrew his heavy sword, which hung behind him, humming as if to tell something.

Qi Liujia touched his neck that was almost cut open, he was so angry that he hissed: "I will guard the formation for you, how can I have spare time to watch your soul, why do you hurt me?" ”

"You haven't watched my soul, so how do you know that I and her have also been in harmony with yin and yang? Qi Liujia, I don't need a reason to hurt and kill people, it's all up to me to like it. ”

Qi Liujia felt extremely wronged, pointed to Huang Mang's body and said: "Look for yourself, you may still be in that artistic conception before you walk out of the grave, you didn't even do the finishing work and came out naked."

If I can't see what you've done, I'll be blind. ”

Huang Mang was silent, lowered his eyes and felt it carefully, and said awkwardly: "I see, when you buried my bones, you didn't think about covering me with a dress?" You've thought about it early in the morning to see my body? ”

"What garments will the bones wear? Huangmang, I haven't seen you for ten thousand years, why are you still so unreasonable?

You didn't clean up after you finished your own work, so you ran out of the grave naked in a hurry, and you want to blame me for not closing my eyes in time? ”

"She disappeared so suddenly that I thought I would be able to get her back if I ran out. Also, I haven't done that yet, and I don't want to get dressed. ”

Qi Liujia was stunned.

Huang Mang's meaning, does it mean that he is in a hurry to come out because he is not having fun, so he wants to catch Su Qianruo and go back to continue to do it?

"Could it be that the reason why you want to save her is only because this thing is not done?"

Huang Mang replied calmly: "Well, I didn't feel anything on the first day, and when I felt it on the second day, she was gone." You really don't have any way to wake her up? ”

"She's dead, not asleep! She will never wake up again.

She is a mortal fetus in the flesh, not the incarnation of the primordial spirit between heaven and earth, nor is she a demon or monster, she is a human race!

If the human race dies, the divine soul is immortal, and she can enter reincarnation, but because she burned out the divine soul, she is also reincarnated.

From then on, there was no such person in this heaven and earth.

Huangmang, what you have in your arms is just a bloodless shell, the only trace she leaves in this world.

In the Sansheng Gate, this corpse is neither rotten nor stiff, as if it has just died. If you take out the Sanshengmen, it will turn into ashes in an instant.

Just bury her here!

If you can, build a tombstone for her yourself. ”

Huang Mang reluctantly put down Su Qianruo's body, buried it in the grave, and then cut the stone into a stele, and after being silent for a long time, he didn't know what to write on it.

For her, his knowledge was limited to the seven days and seven nights in the soul.

When he has a little hazy interest in women, she dissolves into nothingness.

Qi Liujia also said that she and he were husband and wife, and he had no impression at all.

"Her name is Su Qianruo?" Huang Mang remembered that Qi Liujia had said her name.

"Yes."

So in the end, Huang Mang used a heavy sword to engrave the three words Su Qianruo on the stone and put it down.

Qi Liujia was surprised to find that the name of the person who erected the monument was not Huang Mang, but a person named Yun Mosang.

"Why do you want to engrave someone's name? She's dead, and you don't like it anymore, so why do you set up this monument in the name of someone else? ”

Huang Mang's eyes narrowed again, Qi Liujia did not dodge this time, but glared at him bravely, as if he really wanted to ask for an explanation for Su Qianruo.

"Looks like you like her a lot. You've pushed me against me several times for her sake.

I am the lord of the Huangmang realm, but it doesn't mean that I am really called Huangmang, Huangmang is just the name you give me.

My surname is Yun, my name is Mosang, and the word is Pingqian. I used my name to engrave a monument for her, and she is my Yun Mosang's person.

You didn't dare to lie to me, you said that I married her, then you must have been married.

From now on, no matter who mentions this person in front of me, they can no longer call her by her name, she should be called Mrs. Yun. ”

"Your real name is Yun Mosang, the name she gave you at the beginning was Shang Moyun, between the positive and the negative, it is the contract between life and death.

Wronged! (To be continued.) )