The happiness and sadness in the dream don't seem to have much to do with the change of the weather. In that kind of environment where the scenery does not reflect the love language, sadness and happiness will not be amplified. However, the throbbing of happiness and the cramping of sadness are still unreserved. From the deformation of his face and the twitching of the corners of his mouth, it completely shows his heart.

He is Fu Yusheng, and Xiao Yan is Yan Yuling. Childhood sweetheart, the teacher is out of the same door.

Ding Momao's face began to have the ups and downs of emotions from calm. The scene also switches to the most painful death disaster in his previous life.

Thousands of years ago, Qiongyu Pavilion was the largest sect in the world, with many disciples. Yan Yuling and Ding Momao, that is, Fu Yusheng, are the most outstanding disciples in the pavilion. How to see the high and low of a disciple's cultivation must be reflected in the tribulations of the lower mortal world.

When the two became younger brothers and sisters from younger brothers, their tribulations were about to begin.

In the summer of 1,200 years ago, the master of the two, Taiqing, sent two people to go down to earth with several brothers from the same sect. Those who cultivate will subdue demons and eliminate demons and save the common people. The group headed north, and the final location was a prosperous grassland, but here was the catastrophe of Fu Yusheng and Yan Yuling.

Taiqing told them that this was the place of heavenly management, and they should just obey everything.

The vast grassland is a completely different scenery from other places. The wind can roam around unscrupulously, cattle, sheep and horses can gallop freely on the grassland, and every grass here is expressing joy. Such a scene made everyone relaxed. Slowly walked to an inn where you could rest - this inn is called Nian Fan. The whole inn is a Han-style building, which gives them a sense of home.

As soon as they entered, the innkeeper told them the rules of the inn. Exchange accommodation and meals with the most precious things of a person himself, but which can be removed.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't understand it and decided not to stay at the inn. However, there are rules for ghosts here, and no outsiders will be left, only inns can take them in. In the end, Fu Yusheng decided to take it on him.

Fu Yusheng made the same decision as now, breaking off his feelings. "I seek the Tao with all my heart, and I am willing to go away from three thousand troubles. His words deeply hurt Yan Yuling's heart.

Yan Yuling stopped it, but still did not change the fate of the three words written on the account book. She was sad, but it didn't work, Master said that everything here must be arranged by others.

However, when the night was full of strange noises, everyone woke up. Tonight everything changed.

Yan Yuling saw a red light flash in the sky, and with a scream, everyone ran to Fu Yusheng's room. I saw that Fu Yusheng had fallen in a pool of blood. Yan Yuling hugged him tightly, crying and shouting: "Fu Yusheng! Fu Yusheng! You can't die! Fu Yusheng!"

Fu Yusheng coughed, blood flowing. He said vaguely: "I won't die, Yu Ling, I won't." As he spoke, he tried to touch Yan Yuling's face with his bloody hand. Suddenly, his heart ached so badly that he couldn't lift his hand at all, and the blood was bleeding more and more.

"Fu Yusheng! don't! Fu Yusheng!" Yan Yuling shouted, and she felt him getting colder and colder in her arms. "Who is it?" she shouted. Who hurt him?

"Isn't it too hypocritical to say that you are bent on seeking the Tao?" At this time, the boss walked out and said coldly. "Your life is over, it is the destiny of heaven to kill you!"

"It's you!" Yan Yuling said fiercely, the blood in her whole body seemed to be pumped up by something, her eyes were red and she looked at the boss, she gently put Fu Yusheng on the ground and slowly stood up.

"What is it that I have, I am following the destiny of heaven! Fu Yusheng has his life exhausted!" the boss said helplessly. This is the end of Fu Yusheng, and he can't do anything about it!

"I don't believe it! Is this what the Celestial Clan should do? Despicable and shameless!" Yan Yuling said angrily, taking off the feather fan on her head and reciting the mantra.

"If you don't believe it, I can't help it! Fu Yusheng's existence is a disaster for the Heavenly Clan, and only by designing to kill him can he protect the common people in this world!" The boss said, at this moment he is already dressed in a different way, with fluttering white clothes, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and at first glance, he is a Taoist immortal.

"I don't care, I just want him to live well!" Yan Yuling said. Turning the feather fan in his hand, a huge air flow flowed out of the feather fan, and the air flow turned into white ice cubes and launched towards the boss.

The boss dodged lightly. "Yan Yuling, I don't want to hurt your life, if you are obsessed with it, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Put down your immortal family, I swear to kill you today!" Yan Yuling said fiercely, what decency? What immortal family? I don't want anything except Fu Yusheng. She mobilized her internal force again, and she felt that her strength was about to surge out, and the powerful aura made the air around her begin to deform.

Fu Yusheng was also awakened by this force, woke up from a coma, opened his eyes, endured the pain, and slowly stood up, leaning on Yan Yuling. Feeling the power behind her, Yan Yuling hurriedly turned around and hugged Fu Yusheng. "The rest of your life, are you feeling better?"

"Ahem......" Fu Yusheng coughed. "Yu Ling, I'm fine, don't worry. He slowly walked up to Yan Yuling, looked at the boss and said, "I don't understand why you want to kill me quickly! I just beg you not to hurt the people around me!" His voice was very weak, his face was pale, and there was not a trace of blood.

"Good!" the boss agreed. Throwing three ice spirit needles from his sleeve into Fu Yusheng's body.

"Ahh Yan Yuling hurriedly ran over, hugging Fu Yusheng, her voice was choked, her eyes were red, and her tears couldn't stop flowing, she knew that this time she was really going to lose Fu Yusheng forever. "Fu Yusheng, don't go, don't go!"

"Yu Ling, I'm sorry, I can't be your flower messenger anymore. Don't avenge me, live well. Fu Yusheng said slowly, and as he spoke, the corners of his mouth kept bleeding. He used his last bit of strength to caress Yan Yuling's face with his blood-stained palm, tears flowed from his gentle eyes, and he used his last tenderness to say: "Yuling, we'll see you in the next life." After saying that, his warm palm became cold and limp, sliding down Yan Yuling's cheek.

Yan Yuling was stunned, her Fu Yusheng, is she just gone? No, she wants to keep him, she can't lose him, what's the point of leaving him to live? She wiped away her tears and took off his sword from Fu Yusheng's waist. Reciting the mantra, the feather fan turned into a transparent white film to wrap Fu Yusheng. She whispered in Fu Yusheng's ear: "Fu Yusheng, I don't want the next life!"

She slowly stood up, clenched Fu Yusheng's saber, and walked towards the boss step by step, her eyes firm. This time her aura was even more violent! Every step seemed to be taken with full strength, and she pulled out her sword. "Let's get started!" she shouted, chanting the mantra and awakening the sword soul with her own blood, and with each swing, the huge blade flew past like a ship on the sea. "Today, let's be buried here!" she shouted. Countless blades flew out as the air rose and fell. At this moment, Yan Yuling is like a soulless walking corpse, her hair is flying messily, and the whole person is wrapped in anger.

"Don't be obsessed, you're going to die like this!" said the boss, enduring the sharp pain of the blade.

"I'm not afraid!" Yan Yuling said coldly. "All must die!" she yelled in a hoarse voice. He pierced his heart with an ice spirit needle and took out his own blood, and the blood exerted infinite power with the blade, and the whole world turned into a vast dazzling light. Everything was only in that moment, turning into nothing, and the verdant grassland turned into a desert!

Yan Yuling crawled towards Fu Yusheng bloody, held Fu Yusheng's hand tightly, and said with tears: "Brother Yusheng, I will go against the sky! Don't worry, I will definitely save you!" She recited the mantra, and the feather fan carried her and Fu Yusheng towards Qiong Yuge. She weakly closed her eyes and pressed them to Fu Yusheng's chest.

The scene in the dream was so real and terrifying, Ding Momao could feel the horror of every sword blade, he could feel Fu Yusheng's heartache, and he could feel Yan Yuling's cold tears. If he went back in his previous life, he wouldn't sign that broken love. He wanted to hug Yan Yuling tightly, and his tears couldn't stop flowing.

It was dark again before his eyes, and he moved on to the next scene.