"I know, but I don't have time. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoEven if he's just an emperor and no longer the silly little goblin I love, I still have to leave some sweet memories for me.

There are some things that the more you know, the more you feel.

Who was designing him? Downing him?

What was his identity before he fell?

No one knows what kind of bizarre cause and effect there is.

As far as I know, he can rely on the power of Yuan Breath to make a demon oath with my parents, and Changtian Hates Water has shown a strong covet for the power of Yuan Breath more than once, and even the Emperor of Beginningless Origin has secretly collected the power of Yuan Breath for more than 30,000 years, representing this power of Yuan Breath is an extremely important thing.

It's so important that these big names are eager to get to it.

And this power of Yuan Breath is what Mo Yun had before the fall of his true body, every bit of Yuan Breath power may be attached to his will power, and there is even a faint sense of divine soul, and some of them have not been discovered or given birth to spiritual consciousness because of the long time!

So who has that much energy to destroy a power with the power of primordial breath?

Where does this person live now after destroying him, is he secretly collecting the power of Yuan Qi, is he still stirring up the storm?

Changtian hated water and the Yue clan are insatiable, they can all set up poisonous schemes in this life and another life, hinder my parents' cultivation, and harm my barbarian clan to be imprisoned for 10,000 years, if this person who made Mo Yun's true body fall still exists, he must be a thousand times more terrible than Changtian hating water!

What he is plotting must be more than hating water in the long sky.

Thinking about it this way, even if the emperor is reborn in flesh and blood, the future he will face will be a dark road like eternal night, and he will be accompanied by blood and death along the way.

The life he has to face will be frightening and difficult every inch, and if he is born for revenge and is ruined for eternity, there must be only hatred and pain in his heart that cannot be relieved!

There will be no joy in his future.

I just want to leave him a little sweet thought while I still have time, so that he can occasionally think about the ups and downs of the future, and not live like a walking corpse.

Emperor Yao, you and Huang Mang don't know each other, they are also brothers and friends, and the only person I can ask for is you.

Do it to you. ”

Qi Liujia said movingly: "I promise you.

The resurrection array needs the soul of a one-yuan woman as a sacrifice, the blood of yin and yang fusion, and the gate of three lives as a guide, and carves the array in the land of the four underworlds, that is, the road of fire, the water of the Lethe River, the soil of the Yellow Spring, and the plain of the black water.

Supplemented by the power of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, it can be successful for seven days and seven nights. But after the Sansheng Gate, it is a place of emptiness, and seven days here is seven years in the outside world.

You were born as the daughter of two emperors, with your own demon oath, became the daughter of the yuan, and under the mistake of yin and yang, married to his unawakened body, yin and yang fused, and cultivated into the third door that can open the door of three lives, now, you die, he is born!

Let me confirm again, are you willing to sacrifice your soul and flesh and blood as the basis for his resurrection? ”

"I'm sure, Emperor Yao, please use my blood to carve the formation." Su Qianruo slashed twice, and made two deeper cuts in his wrist, and the blood fell into the Black Water Plain, and the silver-gray ground suddenly turned bloody.

Qi Liujia carefully carved the formation talisman along the blood-colored ground, and it took two days and two nights to complete the resurrection array.

Su Qianruo's whole person shrank around, and the blood in the meridians flowed more and more slowly, and it took a long time to squeeze out a drop of blood.

When she heard Qi Liujia say that the formation was completed, she raised her eyelids forcefully, and said weakly: "I'm going to start forcibly stripping off the divine soul and merging into the resurrection array, Emperor Yao, remember to tell him that although the road ahead is difficult, there is always a heavenly heart that is good, and evil cannot defeat good after all."

If one day, he can save my parents, ask him to take good care of them for me.

And tell him that I don't regret it. ”

A small figure slowly pulled out from between Su Qianruo's eyebrows, and was slowly forcibly pulled out by Su Qianruo, and entered the resurrection array, and she almost fainted in pain.

The flowers on the other side of the road were pulled by the power of the array, and they flew over one by one, and the water of the Lechuan River poured in, and the yellow spring soil slowly piled up the real bones in the shape of gossip, and slowly turned into a high tomb.

Su Qianruo's body was also buried in it and buried with the real bones.

Black and red flowers fall on the grave, layer upon layer, covering all the space.

Qi Liujia guarded the grave and let out a long sigh.

"Su Qianruo, from now on, you don't exist. If it weren't for fate's arrangement, you wouldn't be the Yuan Girl, I really wanted to take you as an apprentice and let you inherit my mantle.

Forget it, it's pointless to talk about it now.

Goodbye, Su Qianruo.

Don't worry, if the emperor refuses to serve your parents, I will escort him to him.

After all, he is also your husband, and it is only natural for him to serve your parents on your behalf.

The only thing I can do for you is to fill your eyes with medicine so that you can actually see him for the last time in the spirit world. ”

The red sky, the yellow road, the silver fields, and the blood-colored water make up a strange and silent world.

A plain-clothed woman, with her hair scattered, dressed in a light shirt, walking barefoot, confused.

"Who am I and where am I going?" From time to time, she stopped and looked up at the sky, as if asking the sky and herself.

"The water here, why is it blood-red, I'm thirsty." She stretched out her hand to pluck a handful of water, but found that as soon as her hand reached into the water, it immediately turned into white bones.

She trembled with pain, and her eyes suddenly became clear because of the pain.

"I'm Su Qianruo, I'm looking for Mo Yun. Where is Mo Yun? Yes, he is in Kunwu, on the top of the sacred mountain Kunwu 100,000 years ago. ”

She didn't know how long she had been walking, but she finally saw a black mountain covered in clouds and mist.

There is a stream on the mountain that seeps down slowly, and in the depths of the water flow, there is a maple forest, and the red maple leaves bloom into a red sea.

The wind rose, the wind swept through the branches, and a faint sound of music sounded like a cry.

From the direction of the top of the mountain, Su Qianruo raised his head and saw that the man in black with fluttering clothes had already shed tears into a river.

He looked up at the red clouds in the sky, and the Burial Immortal Town Requiem slowly disappeared in the clouds. He never lowered his head, not knowing that at the foot of the mountain, someone was looking at him stupidly.

As the blood slowly soaked her body, countless rays of five-colored light pierced her body, and her vision gradually blurred. The power of the five elements of spirit came out of her body, and she didn't have time anymore?

She slowly stretched out her hand and pointed in the direction of the top of the mountain, imagining that under her fingers was his peerless face, with warmth, and she would call him gently and skinnyly: "Lady!" ”

But what greeted her was a cold drink.

"Trespasser Kunwu, die!" (To be continued.) )