He brought back the elixir, but did not save his wife, and he buried her at the foot of Qishan Mountain in tears. Every night in his sleep, the person he misses slowly becomes the voice he can't forget and the back of the departure. He was originally the future heir of the Liumu Sect, and for the sake of his Arlo, he decided to give up the position of heir, on the one hand, to live in seclusion in a mountain village near the primeval jungle.

He stood on a high place every day, looking at the vast jungle in the distance, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a sweet and bitter smile. He also tried to enter the primeval jungle and return to the previous place to find the traces of Amulo, but he found that the depths of the primeval jungle were protected by a powerful barrier, and he couldn't enter it at all.

On every moonlit night, he had the same dream, he dreamed that he was still in that dark, narrow, but warm cave, sometimes he felt her stuffy ears rubbing against his face and neck, sometimes he felt her turn into a little fox and sleep comfortably in his arms...... The longing for Amulo in his heart became more and more crazy, and the guilt for his wife became deeper and deeper. He felt that he had lost his wife, and even more so to the simple Amulo.

During that time, he found that his wife's temper was getting more and more irritable

I searched for a long time but didn't find it, it seems that Amulo is deliberately avoiding herself. Qin Yan has been thinking about what kind of way to spread the news far and wide, which is enough to let Amulo know his deposit, let Amulo know that he is back, and he has been waiting for her.

One day, Qin Yan suddenly had an idea, he took out his piano from home, came to the highest cliff in the primeval jungle, he used enough internal strength, and played one by one under the cold wind and the hot sun, enough to make most of the primeval jungle can hear the beautiful music, he wants her to be so lively and active, he will definitely come over when he hears the voice, and he and she will definitely be able to meet.

However, things were far from being as smooth and wishful as Qin Yan imagined. If Amulo is still the previous Amulo, she will definitely rush over as fast as she can when she hears such a beautiful tune, but it is not a year ago. He always felt that Amulo was still the same as before, but he didn't expect that Amulo had already transformed because of Qin Yan.

Qin Yan didn't know until he died, what happened to the primeval jungle in the days when he was rescued by Amulo, or rather, from the time he traveled thousands of miles to the primeval jungle for his wife to find medicine, he had already become a pawn who was at the mercy of others and didn't know until he died.

The Liumu Sect is one of the most prestigious sects on the Kyushu Continent, after the rapid rise of the Dust Moon Valley among several major sects with its powerful power and WeChat, the power and reputation of the Liumu Sect began to decrease little by little unconsciously, and its disciples slowly began to be inferior in quantity and quality to Lingyang Palace, Wind and Rain Pavilion and other sects that are equally long-standing with it, and even inferior to the Dust Moon Valley, which had very small disciples, and even inferior to some second-rate sects that were once unsightly.

The heads and elders of the Liumu Sect began to think hard about how to find a way to meditate every day, and after thinking about it, they came up with an idea that was really despicable and despised by the world. The head of the sect secretly sent someone to drug the diet of Qin Yan's wife, the future successor, and lied that his wife had been poisoned by a strange poison, and that she had to be detoxified by the strange medicine in the primeval jungle, Lin Yuan Immortal Grass.

The other passers-by quietly followed behind Qin Yan and attacked him when he arrived at the primeval jungle. They found the place where the demons were hiding in the primeval jungle and prepared to carry out a bloody slaughter. But what they didn't expect was that among the demons in the primeval jungle, there was an old fox fairy who thought he had cultivated for five thousand years, and he was the fox grandfather in Amulo's mouth.

In order to protect the demons in the primeval jungle and protect the only pure land left, the old fox fairy resolutely gave up his cultivation and life, and single-handedly retreated the disciples of the Liumu Sect outside the primeval jungle, and laid an enchantment in the jungle made of his own blood.

When Amulo hurried back, what he saw was the old fox fairy's weakly fallen body. The old fox fairy told Amulo the general story of the incident, and gave all the rest of his cultivation to Amulo, asking her to take over and protect this last pure land.

Amuluo looked at the old fox fairy and the other disciples who were brutally killed by the disciples of the Liumu Sect, and his heart was bleeding non-stop.

At that time, Amulo realized that her fate with Qin Yan was over, but she still couldn't let go of him, no matter what, she wanted to do one more thing for Qin Yan and one last thing. When she helped him heal his wife, she cut off her love thread and returned to the primeval jungle, cultivated with peace of mind, and guarded the land with her life like an old fox fairy. Amulo has already made a decision in his heart, in this life and this life, Amulo and Qin Yan, whether they are alive or dead, the yellow spring in the world, red faces and white bones, death and life will never see each other again.

But Qin Yan didn't know about Yiqiē, he went to the cliff every day when the sun was rising, under the first rays of sunlight, bowed his head to play the piano, and walked out a song of love for Amulo.

"Amulo, you have been practicing in the cave every day, and you haven't come out to play with me for a long time. I know that because of Grandpa Fox's death, you are very sad, and you want to fulfill Grandpa Fox's dying wish, I also understand that this is very important, but I understand that it is more important to ventilate, and if you continue to bore, you will grow mushrooms. Mao Mao dragged and dragged Amulo out of the cave with great effort, "You know what? There was a man in the forest, and he played the piano on the cliff in the west every day, and he could hear it in most of the jungle, but it was good. ”

Mao Mao was jumping up and down, looking elated, but the expression on Amulo's face was always faint, and there was no trace of joy and joy, "Mao Mao, I will only accompany you to watch for a while, and I have to hurry up and practice." Grandpa Fox's enchantment is getting weaker and weaker, and I have to hurry up and improve my skills. ”

"Alas, Amulo, didn't you say before that you can only practice well if you have fun? It's hard to come out for a while, so don't spoil the interest. ”

Mao Mao took Amulo to the bottom of the cliff, and Amulo found that many monsters and demons were watching the people on the cliff from afar, but none of the demons dared to approach. Human beings, in their minds, are indeed a cruel and terrifying being.

When Amulo saw the person on the cliff clearly, his expression changed slightly, and his ice-blue eyes were full of complicated looks, not knowing whether it was joy or sadness. She warned herself in her heart not to approach, but she stepped forward step by step uncontrollably. Ignoring Maomao's obstruction, she approached the person she loved step by step, but she came to her senses when she was still some distance away from him. She stood there quietly, looking at his back fixedly, with a smile on her lips.

It's nice to finally see him again......