"Woooooooooo......oo Su Zhe, don't die, don't die, I remember, I'm Wanning, I miss you so much, you're not by my side, I'm so cold...... Woowoo woo ......"

The demon spirit let out a heart-rending cry, at this moment, she would rather never remember who she is, rather than just reunite with her lover and have to face the pain of life and death again.

Fate, sometimes it's so magical.

If there is anyone Su Zhe owes the most in his life, it is undoubtedly the jade-faced Rakshasa Wanning, the girl who resolutely sacrificed herself by leaving him the hope of survival in the undersea whirlpool.

This became an eternal pain in Su Zhe's heart, he thought that there would be no chance to repay this affection in this life, but he didn't expect that the debt owed would have to be repaid after all.

He had an inexplicable familiarity with the demon spirit before, but he couldn't find the reason.

But when she was threatened with death, he instinctively felt heartache, and when it was impossible to save her, he did not hesitate to use the power of the Feather of Time.

used his broad chest to block the knife for her, so that he didn't even have time to use the Xuanwu True Solution.

It was in that moment that he went back in time that he could see clearly why he would work hard for a demon woman.

This is a debt he owes, a heavy love debt, and a catastrophe that he is haunted by.

At this moment, although Su Zhe knew that he was going to die, he felt very relaxed, very happy, and even a kind of relief.

At this point, Su Zhe asked himself, he no longer owes anyone, he has a clear conscience in this life, and he can smile at Jiuquan.

The Buddha said that Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform.

When everyone is born, their hearts are pure, but they are contaminated with the dust of the world, so that people's hearts are gradually covered with dirt and dust.

At this time, Su Zhe was like a nirvana of the soul, washing away the lead and returning to simplicity, with no regrets in his heart and no dust in his heart.

Even though his breath gradually became faint and he would die at any time, the dustlessness of his soul allowed him to finally open the shackles that had always been impenetrable.

A powerful aura permeated his body, and the mighty holy power surged, allowing his soul to be transparent and sublimated.

The frightened looks of the three deputy marshals and Wan Ning, who washed her face with tears, gradually blurred in his vision.

The anxious cry in my ears seemed to be so far away from the long river of time, and my eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Eventually, there was absolute darkness all around.

Where is this? Who am I?

Su Zhe's brain was muddy, and he kept climbing a high mountain in the darkness that seemed to have no end in sight.

Day after day, year after year, he didn't know how much time had passed or why he had climbed the mountain.

All he knew was that he was going up, he was going to go up to the top of the mountain, and he was going to see what was on the top of the mountain.

Until one day, the steps under his feet had come to an end, but he was still some way from the top of the mountain.

The road was gone, his feet were full of gravel and thorns, and he looked up at the top of the mountain, eager to reach the top and see the scenery on the other side of the mountain.

But as soon as he lifted his feet and fell, he was covered with rubble and thorns and blood from his feet.

A monk with a solemn and precious appearance suddenly appeared in front of him, his face was full of compassion, and he looked at him with pity: "Amitabha, donor, there is no way ahead, go back." ”

Su Zhe looked at him and thought for a long time, his eyes gradually became focused, a trace of resoluteness gradually bloomed in his eyes, and he said in a dry voice: "There is no way, I will walk out of a road." ”

"The bitter sea is boundless, and the shore is back, why should the donor be persistent!"

The monk clasped his palms together and persuaded again.

"You're going to stop me? I just wanted to see the scenery at the top of the mountain. ”

Su Zhe frowned and said impatiently.

"Where can't you see the scenery? Why do you want to go to the top of the mountain? ”

The monk's face was compassionate, but his tone was aggressive.

Su Zhe raised his eyebrows: "Standing at a high place to see far away, I like to stand on a high place and watch the scenery." ”

"Amitabha, with my Buddha, this road is not passable, please go back."

The monk sat cross-legged, blocked the way, closed his eyes, took out a wooden fish and gently tapped it, and chanted Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.

Su Zhe was very unhappy and said sharply: "Get out of the way!" ”

"Amitabha, this road is not passable, please go back."

The monk was not angry, no matter how Su Zhe made words and threatened, he repeated such a sentence over and over again, and he was unwilling to give way to death.

Su Zhe's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he stretched out his hand to summon it, and the sword of Zhige slashed down fiercely.

The chanting stopped abruptly, and a bare head bone rolled to the ground, and blood sprayed Su Zhe's body and face, like a ghost.

Su Zhe snorted coldly and looked at the top of the mountain wistfully: "There is no way for me to walk by myself, who dares to stop me, God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha." ”

Endured the pain of pins and needles piercing the stone under his feet, and walked up with difficulty.

Just when he was getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain, a white-bearded Taoist with immortal wind bones suddenly appeared in front of Su Zhe's eyes, and the Taoist had a kind face, and he saluted with one hand: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Daoist friends want to go up the mountain?" ”

"Yes, you're going to stop me?" Su Zhe took a breath and asked with an unkind face.

The Taoist bowed slightly: "Fellow Daoist, please go back, I am a god, and this road is not passable." ”

With a "poof", Su Zhe didn't say a word, and scolded domineeringly: "There is a lot of nonsense, Lao Tzu has no god in his heart, no Buddha in his eyes, who dares to stop me." ”

Blood splattered, spraying Su Zhe's head and face again, he didn't care, he reached out and wiped his face, his face was bloody, it looked like an abyss demon.

Su Zhe walked forward again, the closer he got to the top of the mountain, the more difficult the road became, and a deep path spread diagonally into the distance.

A graceful and beautiful woman in front of the path covered her mouth and smiled, and invited shyly: "Childe, are you tired, how about going to rest with the concubine?" The concubine will definitely serve her son. ”

Su Zhe squinted his eyes and looked at her, and saw that the woman was white and beautiful, with big breasts and hips, and his heart was pounding.

stepped forward to hold her hand with a squint: "Little lady, how are you going to serve me." ”

The woman glanced at him shyly and timidly, and lowered her head shyly: "As long as the son likes it, you can do whatever you want as a concubine, you can do whatever you want." ”

Su Zhe was in high spirits, and asked with his eyebrows fluttering: "Is there any beautiful sister like you in the little lady's family?" Can you really do anything? ”

"Of course, the concubine is in the posture of Pu Liu, where can I get into the eyes of the son, the son will come with me, my sisters are all peerless and enchanting, and I will let the son know the taste of the marrow, and I will not miss it."

The woman threw a wink at him in a charming manner, reached out and took Su Zhe's hand and walked towards the path.

Unexpectedly, Su Zhe pulled the woman back, hugged her in his arms, wanton and thin, and whispered in his mouth:

"My son can't wait, if the little lady is here, it's a great joy in life."

The woman was touched up and down by his big hand, panting and sighing, and her face flushed and said coquettishly: "Why is the son so unsympathetic, the ground is so rough and uneven, and he is not afraid of hurting the concubine." ”

Su Zhe let go of the woman in disappointment, shook his head and sighed: "The more beautiful a woman is, the more she will deceive people, and what do you say, let me do whatever I want, it turns out that it is all a lie, I think it is better to go up to the top of the mountain to see the scenery." ”

Seeing Su Zhe striding forward without hesitation, the woman was crying, biting her lip and exclaiming: "The son stays, the concubine, and the concubine agrees." ”

"Really? I know that you can't bear to be this son, haha! ”

Su Zhezi jumped back with a snort, rubbed his hands and looked anxious, and couldn't wait to take the woman into his arms and put his hands up and down, laughing out loud.

The woman whispered softly, and she really untied her clothes, the sky was the quilt, the earth was the bed, and Su Zhehu got up in the sky.

……

After a long time, Su Zhe got up from the woman with satisfaction, looked at her paralyzed and delicate appearance, and slapped her plump buttocks with a wicked smile:

"I didn't expect the little lady's kung fu in bed to be so good, my son almost made you hollow out."

The woman threw a charming wink, "How about the son and I go home together, the concubine will do her best to serve the child, so that the son is happy like a fairy." ”

Su Zhe said seriously: "That's not good, I have something to do now, let's wait for me to come back and look for you." ”

"Childe, how can you not be true to your word? You promised to accompany your concubine home? ”

The woman didn't care about the leakage of spring, she got up naked and grabbed the corner of Su Zhe's clothes, and pleaded pitifully.

Su Zhe looked displeased: "When did I promise you to go home." ”

"You ......" the woman was angry, pointing at Su Zhe speechless, her beautiful eyes were full of tears, and I felt pity for her pitiful appearance.

Su Zhe scratched his ears and thought for a moment, and suddenly said happily: "Yes, you accompany me to the top of the mountain to see the scenery, and I will accompany you home after seeing the scenery, okay?" ”

"It's not good, the concubine wants you to accompany others home now."

The woman turned her anger into joy, and she grabbed Su Zhe's arm and shook it coquettishly.

Su Zhe was dizzy by the shaking, and hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, I'll accompany you home, don't shake it." ”

"Is what Childe said true?" The woman was surprised and asked happily.

"Of course, I have always been true to my word and will never break my word."

Su Zhe rolled his eyes, touched his stomach, and said shyly: "Then you wait for me here for a while, I'll go to the toilet, and I'll accompany you home later." ”

"Hurry up, the concubine is waiting for you here."

The woman was full of joy, and she didn't doubt him, and said in a charming way.

"Okay, good, soon, I'll come later." Su Zhe hummed a little song and burrowed into the woods next to him.

The woman's eyes were proud, she stretched out her lilac tongue and slowly put on her clothes.

But until she got dressed and waited for another half an hour, she didn't see Su Zhe.

"Oh no, fooled." The woman hurriedly entered the woods to look for it, where was there still Su Zhe's shadow, and sat on the ground with a dejected butt and scolded: "The villain who has no faith in his words." ”

At this moment, Su Zhe had already climbed to the top of the mountain, with a lewd smile on the corner of his mouth, and muttered with a smug face:

"Eat the sugar coating, throw the cannonballs back, I'd rather die than suffer, this has always been a fine tradition of my brother, little lady, you're still too tender, ahaha."