Jun Mo put down his pen and thought while drawing.

"If there is an infernal hell first, and then you are detached from human beings, out of the underworld, and get the transcendence of the king of Jizo, then the world will be a kind of ......."

"That's ...... so"

As the mana gradually weakened, Jun Mo, blood stains overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and the feeling of his body being hollowed out was shaky, and his thin lips showed a satisfied smile with difficulty.

Suddenly, a breeze blew, and the scroll fell, and with the red shadow, from the top of the Golden Dragon Tower, like a withered leaf, fell into the darkness in an instant, and the brush fell to the ground and shattered in two.

King Bian Cheng's eyes were Ningning, and the scroll was like a flat boat, falling at his feet, King Bian Cheng picked it up and glanced at the void, and at this moment, a wisp of green smoke came out of the painting.

"Little Jade ......"

King Bian Cheng's eyes were Ningning, what did he see? He saw the woman he loved most in his life, he saw hope, the value of life, and the meaning of life.

Xiao Yu's body like light smoke, as if transparent, an inner pill was suspended around her, Xiao Yu Mu looked at the man in front of him, was he the one who rescued her? His blue eyes were so seductive.

Suddenly a breeze blew, Xiaoyu's body loomed, Bian Chengwang's blue eyes were smeared with a layer of red, he raised his hand, and wanted to hug her tightly into his arms, but he stopped nothingness.

"Xiaoyu ......" King Bian Cheng's deep voice hid several vicissitudes of life, several times of waiting, even if he gave everything, don't let her leave half a step.

Xiaoyu's afterimage swayed with the wind, rushing straight to the dormitory, King Bian Cheng then understood, turned around and chased after him, but what he saw was Chang Yue staring at the veil on the top in amazement, and he was silent, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

King Bian Cheng hugged Chang Yue's body, eager to stuff it into his body, he had waited too long, if he did it again, he really didn't know if he could afford to wait.

Jun Mo stood up on the ground, blood gushed out wantonly along the corners of his mouth, and through the figure reflected in the window through the candlestick, he smiled hard, and suddenly a meteor pierced the sky, I don't know whose fate fell.

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"Chang Yue?"

The sky was bright, Min Qing sat on the side of the couch, the palace maid sent soup, Min Qing took it, and called tentatively, but saw Chang Yue motionless.

On the side of King Bian Cheng, he guarded for a whole night, but Xiao Yu didn't say half a word, she didn't even blink her eyes, her pulse was stable and normal, King Bian Cheng almost didn't check her body once, all night, holding her hand tightly, almost all the memories related to Xiao Yu, chewed it carefully.

"Xiao Yu ......" King Bian Cheng turned his face tentatively and called softly.

"Chang Yue" slowly looked sideways, avoiding the soup bowl held by Min Qing in front of her, and saw King Bian Cheng at a glance, but the light in her eyes was deep and dull, containing doubts.

This move was enough to make King Bian Cheng find hope, she may have been unable to adapt to this body, at this moment, she had moved, which was nothing more than giving him a glimmer of hope, and turned around and came to "Chang Yue", looking at her with deep blue eyes.

"Little Jade ......"

"Chang Yue ......" Min Qing called almost at the same time as King Bian Cheng.

The two glanced at each other, Min Qing's eyes were obviously worried, he forgot that from this moment on, she was no longer Chang Yue, no longer his cute and sensible sister, got up silently, took the attendant, and slowly left.

"You ......"

"Chang Yue" slowly raised her hand and pointed at King Bian Cheng, who took her raised hand in his hand, put it to his lips, and looked at her dotingly.

Chang Yue's appearance still exists, but she is controlled by another look, and her dark gaze is still melancholy, but she is full of perseverance and curiosity.

"Who are you?"

As Chang Yue's pink lips trembled, King Bian Cheng's eyes twisted, and he raised his hand to touch her forehead.

"Chang Yue" raised her eyelids vigorously and looked at the hand that fell on her forehead, warm and powerful, with a puzzled face, wasn't she trapped in a cage that she couldn't break free? How did it come out? It seems that this person must be the one who painted, but it is not like it.

In the face of her words, King Bian Cheng was dumbfounded, his heart hurt, she didn't recognize herself? He is his husband, her dependence, the man she loves duplicitously, the concubine she can't get rid of, they once had a child, they have so many good memories, and heartache memories, how can she forget?

"You...... Is it the one who paints? ”

"Chang Yue" raised his hand and pointed at King Bian Cheng's face, frowning, the small bridge of his nose was about to wrinkle into a pear blossom bone that could not be opened.

"It's not ......" King Bian Cheng's voice was slight, there was no reason, how could it be like this, he was in a hurry to go back to the underworld last time, and he didn't have time to ask the wheel at all, I don't know if this is related to the reincarnation path.

King Bian Cheng raised his hand and stroked her long hair over and over again, the corners of his mouth hooked a faint arc, and said seriously: "I am your husband, your body has just recovered, don't be in a hurry to think about it, drink soup first." ”

As he spoke, he helped "Chang Yue" up, took the soup that Min Qing put down before leaving, stirred the spoon carefully, put it on his lips and blew it carefully, and handed it to the lips of "Chang Yue".

"Chang Yue" glanced at King Bian Cheng suspiciously, and then glanced at the soup at dusk, her husband? How old was she to get married? (Doubtful) this person looks handsome, his blue eyes are even more peculiar, clear like a pool of autumn lake water, and he is full of nonsense, (disappointed) Is he a perverted flower thief? (stunned) King Bian Cheng saw that her big watery eyes kept changing her look, and her little face was more like she had learned some kind of face changing technique, but she didn't want to taste a bite of the soup handed to her lips, so he retracted his hand, put it back into the soup bowl with the spoon, and said softly: "I don't like to eat, this king will take you to the street to eat." ”

"This king?"

"Chang Yue" was in high spirits: "You, called this king?" So what's my name? ”

King Bian Cheng frowned, looking helpless, looking at her appearance, he almost laughed: "No, call Bi, call me Bi." ”

King Bian Cheng hesitated for a while and said, "Your name is Bai Yu." ”

"White jade?" Chang Yue looked confused, this name is good, raised her eyes to look at King Bian Cheng, and said in a milky voice: "Uncle Bi......"

"Call me finish."

"Uncle Bi......"

"......" King Bian Cheng raised his eyebrows, if he couldn't recover his memory for the rest of his life, if he married her in the future, this title didn't seem to be very powerful, and insisted: "Bi." ”

"Uncle Bi......"

"That's it, whatever you want......"

Dongchang country, the country is rich and the people are strong, do not believe in ghosts and gods, only believe in the will of God, with the protection of the golden dragon, the whole street, the business relationship is happy, and there is never a sound of bargaining.

Min Qing stood on the lookout of the Beijing Palace, watching his sister and King Bian Cheng slowly walk out of the Beijing Palace with deep and solemn eyes, and the back instantly blurred his vision.

Although she is no longer Chang Yue, her appearance has not changed at all, and I don't know if he is qualified to continue to take care of her as a sister.