Chapter 023: Xiang Xiaoyu Dies

"Father, is what he said true?"

After a long time, Si Jingcai looked at the Dragon King of the South China Sea in a daze, but the silver-haired old man just stared at the holy land in a daze and didn't answer a word.

"How could it be...... How could this be......" Si Jing couldn't stand it and yelled, completely fainting. The old dragon king actually shed two lines of tears.

The surroundings were quiet, no one spoke anymore, and Qingtian, who had been silent on the side, suddenly stood up and said coldly: "You don't have to argue." After she finished speaking, she reached out and gouged out her eyes, and slammed them on the ground, blood flowed out of her dark eyes, and Qingtian roared: "Take it!" Take it all! I don't want to see this filthy place again! ”

The moment those two blue eyes fell to the ground, they moistened the parched holy soil, turned into a fresh breath and spread out to the surroundings, and all the qiē were restored to their original appearance.

The dragon king breathed a sigh of relief and knelt down in the direction of Qingtian, and the shrimp soldiers and crab generals behind him also knelt down, and Su Sha took a step back, and was supported by Ning Huai's shoulder: "Isn't it good that she can make the right choice?" Otherwise, what will happen to the tens of millions of living beings in the South China Sea? ”

"I'm going to wait for her phoenix crown and xiaxia, and see her get married in ten miles of red makeup." In the hopeless journey of searching for the desert, she met this woman who was tortured to death and refused to bow to fate, but in the end, fate still played a big joke with her.

Use a pair of eyes of one person to exchange for tens of millions of living beings. Probably everyone will think it's a good deal, but Shusha doesn't think so.

How innocent she is, her most beautiful eyes carry such a heavy responsibility, has anyone said hello to Qingtian in advance? Even if she wanted to be the most beautiful woman before she died in her previous life, she moved the Wheel Division, the so-called fate should not tease her wish like this.

"Your Highness." Qingtian called in a low voice, and Su Sha waved his hand to Si Lin, who immediately pointed his finger at himself and asked silently: "Me?" His expression was very tangled, and Su Sha pushed him with a palm, and Si Lin was suddenly pushed to Qingtian.

"Your Highness, do you remember me? That night a hundred years ago, you saved me. Qingtian smiled, as if remembering something beautiful, but then changed to a sad face. She didn't know where her grasshopper had gone, and it was no longer on her in the panic just now. But it doesn't matter anymore, like Si Qi was never hers.

"Your Highness, I'm really happy to see you before I die," she raised her head, took Si Lin's hand and said, "Can you hug me?" I'm going to the underworld to find Mocheng, how lonely he must be alone. Si Lin was very touched by what she said, so he reached out and hugged her. Qingtian was relieved: "It's so good...... That's nice...... His Highness ......"

Sunny ――――――

"Tsk!" A drop of blood dripped onto the freshly embroidered embroidery, and the goddess Sihua, who was watering the flowers and plants, hated the iron and said, "Si Qi, you are too careless!" I'll let you do you a favor and finish it, and you'll see what you've done. ”

Si Qi put away the appearance of a merry boy on weekdays, and frowned slightly: "I feel that someone has left." ”

"Every day, there are living beings who fall into the underworld, maybe it is the fate of Pingshui when you are training. Life and death are fateful, look at the point. The goddess deliberately nodded, and Si Qi nodded clearly, but she still felt sad in her heart. The drop of blood on his fingertip suddenly turned into a blood butterfly, flew around him twice, and then flew somewhere.

Qingtian's funeral is the most solemn in the history of the Sea Clan, and all the creatures in the deep sea come to mourn Qingtian. Si Lin's eyes were red, and he raised his head and asked Su Sha: "Auntie, do you know that Qingtian likes my second brother?" ”

When he first learned the news of Qingtian's disappearance, Shusha asked Si Lin where Si Qi was.

Shusha was silent for a long time before he said: "That night, I saw Si Qi saving Qingtian under the boat, and when I saw them sitting on a big rock and talking, I thought they were a couple. "It turned out that it was just a concubine who had affection, and Lang had no intention.

Si Qi was still in the Heavenly Palace, he didn't know about the sunny day, and no one sued him. What can I do if I say it, but it only adds to my sorrow.

"I have to go." Ning Huai's voice came from behind, and Su Sha was not in a very good mood, so he only turned around and nodded to him. Ning Huai walked over and patted her on the shoulder: "Wuji's mourning period is about to expire. Su Sha's heart jumped when she said this, she only felt that the cutting was still messy, and the matter of Shu Weaving had not made any progress, but with Su Weaving's temperament, she would definitely pick up Wuji, and it would be a bright spring when the time came.

"Let's go, you." Shusha doesn't have a good airway, this maddening question will be talked about later.

"Huh? What's that? ”

Su Sha and Ning Huai were attracted by the doubts around them at the same time, they raised their heads, and saw a butterfly flying in front of them, the color of blood red, circling the air above the spirit sending team, as if lamenting, and kept flying.

Su Shawan smiled, it turned out to be a butterfly.

A month later.

Xuan Mo was taking a nap under the peach tree, and he still had a book of poetry in his hand. The peach blossoms scattered down one after another, scattered on him, such a beautiful scenery, but the tranquility was disturbed by the sand that came from the clouds.

Xuan Mo opened his eyes and saw the dusty sand, and frowned: "What's the matter?" ”

"Some time ago, Suori had been in retreat. Three days later, Wuji was about to come out, and she had finished her cultivation, and I had just gone to the underworld to meet her. Susha poured a glass of peach blossom wine and put it in his mouth, "What should I do......"

"Aren't you good sisters?" Xuan Mo took the wine glass in her hand and expressed his puzzlement.

Poor ......

First of all, for the sake of Ning Huai and her rebellion, Su Sha did not tell Xuan Mo.

Seeing the unpredictable expression on Su Sha's face, Xuan Mo smiled and said, "You two will also quarrel?" ”

In Xuan Mo's memory, these two people were very good. However, Xuan Mo raised his eyebrows and asked, "Isn't that sister of yours pestering Ning Huai all day long?" ”

Su Sha didn't speak, got up and wanted to leave, but was grabbed by Xuan Mo's wrist and gently pulled, and she fell into Xuan Mo's arms.

"What for!" Susha glared at him, a little weak. If Xuan Mo knew that his best buddy liked his wife, would the two of them be like her and Su Weaving, and they would never get along with each other again.

Xuan Mo touched his chin and said in an affirmative tone: "You have something to hide from me." ”

"Nope." Susha shook her head, and she wouldn't say anything if she was killed. Whoever made Xuan Mo disappear by himself for five hundred years, who knows what to do with that Qingkong.

Xuan Mo's arms tightened, and he hugged Su Sha a few closer to him, and Su Sha put his hands on his chest, his face slightly red.