"Speaking of going back to my parents' house...... Yingchen looked at the colorful auspicious clouds slowly floating in the distance, and his eyes were deep, "I want to go back there to see." She looked at Ze Ran, her eyes soft, and the corners of her mouth flashed with a hint of a smile.

Ze Ran smiled, obviously not surprised by the idea of lingering dust, he picked up the cup, took a sip of tea gently, with a slight smile in his eyes, "I don't have any opinion on going there to see it, it's just ......" He paused, his eyes looked at Yingchen, his eyes were gentle like a lake of spring water, "It's also a sad place, when you get there, I'm afraid that you will recall those bad things again, and it will only increase your sadness." ”

"It's sad to have been through so much...... It's nothing. This time I should have been careful everywhere when I came to the Heavenly Realm, but I was afraid that if I went again, it would cause unnecessary ......" The look in Yingchen's eyes darkened a little, she raised her eyes slightly, and looked through the branches at the few little fairies who were hiding behind the flowers in the distance and pointed at the few little fairies who were talking here, and sighed helplessly.

It's been so many years, so long, and even if you make amends, it's still ......

Ze Ran was melancholy in his heart, but his face was still a light smile, "Fei Yan, you must remember before you come, don't be alone with anyone you don't know, and don't be alone." ”

Fei Yan nodded, although he was a little puzzled by Ze Ran's nervousness and advice, he still kept it firmly in his heart. Although he was still young, some things were never mentioned by Ze Ran and others, but from their attitudes and the reactions of the other people in the Heavenly Realm to their family of three this time, he was even more convinced that something very strict had happened before.

The fragrance of flowers is overflowing, and the warm day is melting. I don't know if it's an illusion, Fei Yan always feels that there is a little indescribable coldness in such a warm and warm sunshine. Faintly penetrating into the bone marrow, it is as cold as a disease, and like a tiny needle, it hurts slightly, and there is an indescribable coldness. He was half-leaning against the tree, and in a trance he felt a pair of eyes watching him tightly in the shade of the tree, staring at him breathlessly. He seemed to have fallen into the icy sea, and his body seemed to be frozen for thousands of years, and his cold body almost hurt.

I don't know how long it took for such a painful feeling, but Fei Yan's ears suddenly heard a crisp bell sound, and the uncomfortable feeling just now stopped abruptly the moment he heard the bell. He opened his eyes suddenly, and found that it was still the quiet courtyard with the fragrance of birds and flowers, the faint fragrance of flowers, the faint sound of silk and bamboo in the distance, and the warm and fine sunlight hitting his body.

It turned out that the qiē just now was just a dream......

Fei Yan breathed a long sigh of relief, jumped down from the tree, and rubbed his sore neck with his hand.

"This feeling...... It's really real......" He frowned slightly, probably because he had just come here and was not accustomed to the water and soil. Fei Yan straightened his clothes, squinted his eyes and walked slowly towards the room, not noticing that the purple-black finger marks on his neck were slowly disappearing.

It has been two full days since he came to the God Realm, and Fei Yan feels that life in the God Realm is really a bit boring, or it is really quiet and a little scary. It seems that the daily routine here is to go to the fields to chat, participate in some banquets that are not only singing but also dancing, and watch Zeran and Emperor Wenchang play chess every day.

The fantasies and expectations in my heart before I came were shattered by the impact of this environment that seemed to be able to alarm the entire divine realm with a single needle. Fei Yan was depressed every day, he wanted to go home, he wanted to go home very much. He asked Yingchen and Zeran sideways, but the two of them had no intention of going back, but seemed to have plans to stay here.

Fei Yan was depressed, and he didn't want to come!

Although Fei Yan is no longer young, he is still a child in the end, and the longer the days like this, the more obvious the child's resistance becomes.

But it seems that God never gives him a chance to have a child's temper, and as soon as the child's temper leaked out a little bit, he was ruthlessly snuffed out by the hands of fate.

Because, something happened to Lingering Dust.

That day, Yingchen just went to chat with the Emperor of Heaven as before, and under the noses of the Emperor of Heaven and Zeran, Yingchen was injured, but the murderer was nowhere to be seen, and he didn't even feel the murderer's half-day breath.

This incident exploded throughout the entire Heavenly Realm like thunder, and all the people were talking about it, and even spread to the other five realms.

Originally, as long as it involved the matter of the God Realm, it was very strict, and it was enough to become a talking point after tea and dinner in the Six Realms, but this time it also involved the three amazing characters of Yingchen, Zeran, and the Emperor of Heaven, and the Six Realms suddenly exploded.

Everyone speculated that this mysterious and unpredictable master who injured the dust was sacred, and even secretly mocked the Emperor of Heaven in all aspects.

In the divine realm, Yingchen was lying on the couch, his face as pale as paper. Her whole body was cold, without a trace of temperature, and there was a faint bit of black gas between her eyebrows, like a gossamer.

And Ze Ran, who was guarding the side, was also unusually ugly, with the same morbid look as Yingchen. He held her hand tightly, trying to warm her hand, but the temperature of the two people added up to get only a more biting cold.

Emperor Wenchang stood outside the window, looked at the two people in the room, and sighed deeply.

These two really don't take their lives seriously......

Many years ago, Yingchen finally escaped from the Buzhou Mountain, but he has always been at a critical juncture.

At that time, Yingchen only had one soul and one soul, unable to support the operation of the entire body, and was falling into a coma at any time, and even his soul was scattered. After 20,000 years, the time she was in a coma became shorter and shorter, and the number of times became less and less, and the three souls and seven spirits on her body gradually became complete, but she was still on the verge of life and death. The rebirth of the lingering dust, one qiē and one qiē are contrary to the way of heaven, and there are too many uncertainties in one qiē. He searched the Six Realms, but the answer he got was that his encounter with her was still a short moment, and what should be left should still be left, and what should be lost or not retained.

At that time, the lingering dust was like a handful of sand on the seaside, even if you carefully held and protected it, there would still be sand slowly passing away from your fingers. Those long days, Ze Ran's heart was both happy and tormented. The reunion that he had finally waited for, he didn't want to just watch her leave. Ze Ran knew that the sand in his hand would be a little bit of a streamer, but he still retained a little bit of hope and a little bit of luck. Even if there is only a little light, he wants to grasp it and not give up.