Yanluo nodded, and shook her head again, "Above the nine heavens, it is too broad, Yanluo is a little feather demon, but it is a drop in the ocean, even if it turns to ashes here one day, I am afraid that no one will really care." Although Yanluo has cultivated to a meager level, she has never had the luxury of cultivating an immortal body, ranking in the immortal class, and enjoying eternal immortality.

"Even if the mantis arm is used as a car, I hope to fulfill the entrustment of my mother and Yuecheng's father."

Ziyi was silent for a while, although he was talking to Yanluo, his eyes always lingered on the silent Moon Old Mo Pupil covered in mud. Mo Tong turned his face sideways, and he couldn't see any movement clearly.

"In this way, I will give you a choice, if one day, you are tired of the battle above the heavenly court, you will take this jade flute to the Pure Water Fairyland to find me!" Ziyi said and handed the jade flute he was carrying to Yanluo.

Yanluo was stunned for a while, "This jade flute is a thing that the immortal carries with him, how can Yanluo accept it!" ”

Ziyi glanced at the jade flute in his hand, and there was a faint reluctance in his expression, but he handed it over gently, "But the things outside the body are given to you, if you change your mind one day, you will play that tune!" ”

"Tunes?" Yanluo looked at Ziyi in surprise.

"The score in the phoenix!"

"Shangxian, how do you know the music in my phoenix hairpin!"

A few years ago, someone also asked Ziyi: Brother Yi, how do you know what tunes are hidden in my phoenix. The same scene, the trance memory, made Ziyi a little trance-like, as if the woman in Tsing Yi in front of her was the stubborn and proud soul.

Yanluo looked at Ziyi with fluttering eyes in confusion, she opened her mouth, she wanted to say something, but she didn't say it, but she was hit by the tenderness in Ziyi's eyes.

His eyes are as gentle as a clear spring and cold, and the ripples that ripple during the period are incomprehensible to Yanluo, but at this moment, she really hopes to indulge in it, let this dream wake up slowly, no, never wake up, if so, I am afraid that in this life, she will be complete, if so, even if it is only for a quarter of an hour, the tenderness in Ziyi's eyes is for Yanluozi, so no matter what the result of Yaochi will be, whether she wants to be wiped out, or she will be a flying immortal, there is no regret.

A few years later, Yanluo once again remembered Ziyi Shangxian of the Yuelao Palace, and there was still a cool warmth in his heart.

Ziyi gently raised his right hand, and his slender and clean hand lingered on Yanluo's cheeks, Yanluo could experience the tenderness and reluctance of these fingertips, and this kind of emotion, like a clear spring in the mountains, was deeply rooted in people's hearts bit by bit. Ziyi's gentle hand moved from his cheeks to the delicate swift bun.

Yanluo's face heated slightly, her heart pounded, as if she was about to jump out of her chest in the next second, and a certain sour and sweet feeling rose from the bottom of her heart.

Ziyi's eyes were so gentle, his face was so close to Yanluo little by little, Yanluo felt that her breathing suddenly became heavy, and she was almost suffocated, she involuntarily closed her eyes.

I only felt that there was a hot breath coming with it, a fresh fragrance of green bamboo surrounded my body, and my ears were lingering and dreamy breaths, Yanluo only vaguely felt it, Ziyi said softly, "What do you want me to do?" What the hell is going to do, Heng'er"

The intoxicated Yanluo just turned the word "Heng'er" around the still chaotic and oxygen-deficient brain a few times, and before he could figure out the meaning, there was a cold kiss that fell lightly and softly on his forehead.

Before Yanluo opened his eyes, his waist was swept away by a large hot hand, and at the same time he heard a muffled snort.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that Ziyi had a touch of blood on top of Xian Junyi's face, and he was surrounded by the muddy Yue Lao Mo Pupil.

Yanluo was anxious to break free of Yuelao's shackles, but there was no smile on Yuelao's cold face, but he let go of Yanluo's hand.

"Bastard, what the hell are you thinking!" Mo Tong was furious, and the green tendons on his forehead couldn't stop beating.

"Yue Lao Shangxian, you misunderstood!" Yanluo wanted to explain something, but she felt a little aggrieved, how to explain it. I didn't know what to say for a while.

"Shut up!"

"Ziyi, I want to ask, what do you want!"

Ziyi wiped a handful of blood from his nostrils, just lowered his eyelids, directly ignored Mo Tong's rage, but lowered his head and said to Yanluo, "Yanluo, remember my words today, if one day you want to leave and want to go back to the Pure Water Wonderland with me, play that tune."

Where the words fell, Ziyi's handsome figure was hidden in the Yuelao Hall early.

For a while, the Moon Old Hall fell into an unspeakable silence, a place of powdered gravel, coupled with a muddy, heavy panting Moon Old Mo Pupil, so strangely silent

"The old moon is immortal!" Yanluo called timidly

"What to do!" Mo Tong glared at Yanluo angrily.

"Your hands are still bleeding!"

Mo Tong looked up at Yanluo at this time, and saw that there was a touch of grievance on her pretty little face, and then she realized that her appearance just now was a little excessive, and there was a faint pain in the palm of her hand.

Yanluo was silent, and skillfully bandaged the ink pupils with a cyan brocade handkerchief.

In the midst of a rage, Mo Tong took a deep breath, but his mouth and nose were surrounded by a faint fragrance like Lan Feilan. Mo Tong raised his head slightly, only to see the side face of Yanluo, whose complexion was still slightly flushed.

"Yanluo, why don't you go with him?" In the bright eyes of the ink pupils, there was the familiar and confused heat of Yanluo.

"Me"

Mo Tong got up and turned his back to Yanluo, "After today, are you willing to go with him?" ”

"I can't, I don't have that right until my mother and the people of Yuecheng are safe!"

"Yue Lao Shangxian, above this heavenly court, except for Ziyi Shangxian, it is Shangxian You are the best for Yanluo, Yanluo knows it, but you can't bear all the pain for me, and I don't want to involve you.

"If it's just a neon dress and feather dance that can save the people of Yuecheng from the catastrophe, Yanluo is duty-bound!"

Mo Tong swayed from the side of Yanluo, and said without looking back, "Yanluozi, I hope you won't regret today's choice in the future!" ”

"Immortal, if it were you, how should you choose?" Yanluo shouted at Yue Lao's back.

Yue Lao Motong waved his hand, "I'm not you after all, I can't choose for you!" When he had finished speaking, he had disappeared into the inner sanctum.

In front of Yanluo's eyes, the dark red blood stains on Yue Lao's hands were shaking. The messiness of this place is just like Yanluo's state of mind at this time.

In the heavenly court full of dangers, the queen mother who hides a knife in her smile, the lonely and lonely Chang'e, the unfathomable emperor, as well as Ziyi's kiss and the hot eyes of the ink pupils in her dreams.

That dream, all gray, Yan Luo vaguely remembers, the place in the dream is called Mengjie, there is floating life, no phase, there is a big moon palace, Yan Luo saw her mother in the moon palace is being hunted down, it is there, Mo Tong used her body to protect her from death.

In the dream, his soul and body were separated, but he was still affectionately embraced by the ink pupil, what is a dream and what is true!

"Isn't that a dream?" Yanluo came back to her senses, and Yue Lao was long gone. Distant from the sky, there was a curling fairy music, constantly swirling in the Yuelao Palace.

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