In the past, the snow fell heavily in the Immortal Tomb, but now the magma is rolling and erupting outward, and this spectacle shocked the entire Bingli Yuzhou.

Bingli Yuzhou is covered with ice and snow, and this volcanic eruption is simply unheard of, unseen, and has caused a wide range of discussions.

A woman stood by the window, looking in the direction of the Immortal Tomb, as if she was remembering something.

"Green Fan, you see, sure enough, there is still a leak in the Immortal Tomb, no matter how hard I try to cover it up, those people are still unwilling to let go of my daughter. ”

Behind this woman, the slightly older palace maid stepped forward to comfort, "Dao Master, maybe this is just an accident, the slave maid once heard that many people have recently gone to the Xianluo Tomb to explore treasures, maybe it's just an accident or not." ”

"If it was an accident, why did you choose to do it when the pillow frost death day was approaching?" "Turning his head, the green fan, I alone can't stop the greedy people of this whole world." ”

The woman was wearing a white veil, her face was cold and resolute, and she was very unsmiling, but there was a hint of sadness on her face at this time.

"Green Fan, I can't let Pillow Frost relive the pain of the past, I'm her mother. ”

The green fan hugged the woman and stroked her back, "You know, it's not good to be too perfect, you can't ask for it, it's not necessarily a pity, if the palace maid didn't leave, maybe she can still bear the joy, but the pain she suffered must not be much less than the suffering you suffered, the Taoist lord, your love for your daughter is clear, but the palace maid, maybe she just wants to leave, she just chose the most extreme way, a thousand years of dreams, and a thousand years have passed since this matter, the hall master, you can't always torture yourself with this matter." ”

When the white-robed woman heard this, she suddenly began to cry.

The snow was falling outside the window, and the window was also as cold and bleak as the cold winter wax moon, and the whimpering sound was gradually drowned out in the wind and snow calls, only the tears on the faces of the Yiren proved that all this happened to know who was in the chest.

Seeing the woman's miserable shape, the green fan couldn't help but flash a trace of regret in his eyes, "As for those who disturb the rest of the palace maid, Taiwen, don't worry, the slave and maid will not let go." ”

Looking at the snow flying outside the house, he retracted his gaze, brushed the soft long hair of the woman in his arms, and thought quietly.

Looking far away, a palace that seems to not exist in this world looms in the wind and snow, towering in the mountains and clouds, Qionglou Yuyu, gradually lost in the wind and frost, and the world has nowhere to look.

And about the Taoist master of Bingli Yuzhou, there are very few records in many ancient documents, all of which originated from the daughter of the Taoist master, the thistle pillow frost fragrance and jade died.

Duan Junjun covered his bleeding arm, stumbled all the way to Rong Ni Xiangxiang, slammed open the gate of the palace, collapsed to the ground, and followed the palace gate, the blood slowly spread and fell, Duan Junjun's face turned pale, looking at Duan Yan still standing with his back to her, from Fang Cai to now, there is nothing

Glance back at her.

"Da Da Da", the blood slowly flowed more, and its trainee martial artist arrived at the Star Picking Realm, and he could completely stop the bleeding by himself, but now he was facing Duan Yan, without Duan Yan's order, this blood had always been flowing.

After a long time, Duan Junjun lost too much blood, and felt more and more that everything in front of him began to darken, and when he was confused, he heard a voice, "Why didn't you bring them back with you?"

Duan Junjun choked up, his lips turned pale, and his chest rose and fell, "Back to the hall master, my daughter's strength is not good, and I can't defeat them, so I fell into their way, and I was seriously injured, and my daughter was ashamed." ”

At this point, Duan Yan finally turned around and looked at Duan Junjun, who looked like he was seriously injured, "Do you know why the hall master didn't chase after him himself?"

Duan Junjun shook his head: "Daughter, I don't know." ”

"If the lord of the hall catches up, none of them will be able to escape, but what the lord of the hall thinks is that he must let you go, because this matter is not a question of whether the lord of the hall wants them to live or die, but "slowly" I want you to have an attitude. ”

Duan Junjun was a little surprised, "Father?"

"You still call me father to prove that you want to be on my side, but your actions show that you are on their side. ”

Duan Junjun suddenly couldn't believe "my daughter didn't"

Duan Yan saw that Duan Junjun wanted to defend himself, and said softly, "It's okay, my father understands and forgives you." ”

Duan Junjun only felt a chill welling up in his heart, and the source of this chill was Duan Yan in front of him, "The daughter really wants to complete her father's task, but the daughter can't beat it."

"Is it invincible, or unwilling, Jun Jun, you are better than your eldest sister, Duan Jiluo, who do you think has my heart more?"

Duan Junjun didn't seem to react from this sentence, and didn't understand why the topic of this passage spanned so much, but he still said, "The eldest sister is not only more talented than me, but also ten times more beautiful than me, and she is also a concubine, and she was registered as a palace maid by her father, so she is naturally more favored by her father." ”

Duan Yan was kind, "Since this king has killed all the snails, will this king still show mercy to your subordinates?"

Duan Junjun couldn't believe it, "Father, eldest sister?"

Duan Yan suddenly thought about it, "No, the wet path is a little dirty with you, and the wet path is the friend of Wang Hao, if you are kept to contain the wet path, it is equivalent to restraining Wang Hao, you deliberately let them go, I'm afraid the friendship is not shallow, instead of killing you like this, it is better to keep you and do something beneficial for your father." ”

"Someone" Facing the door, as soon as the words fell, a silver-armored guard walked in and knelt on one knee, "Take care of her, no one is allowed to approach without my order, not even the concubines of the palace!"

The guard glanced at Duan Junjun, and with a wave of one hand, a white chain smashed Duan Junjun's double

The hand was bound, and on the side of the chain, the guard turned around and wanted to leave, and Duan Junjun followed behind in despair.

"Wait a minute"

When Duan Junjun heard this, he had a trace of expectation in his heart, Duan Yan stepped forward and swept his sleeves, Duan Junjun's bleeding wound instantly stopped bleeding, "You see, if it's a bargaining chip, then you have to live to do it, why did this king forget?"

"Take it down!"

Looking at Duan Junjun who gradually disappeared from sight, Duan Yan sighed deeply, "Thistle pillow cream, thistle pillow cream, do you know how much I loved you back then, even if anyone, as long as they look a little similar to you, I will also take them into my pocket and make them you, but you turned a blind eye to my love and chose to die easily?"

"I have climbed the Xian Ling so many times, just to find your bones, I know, that Ji Taiwen must hide your bones somewhere in the Xian Ling Tomb, in order to find your bones, leave you by my side day and night, I will spare no effort, even if the whole Rong Mu incense is buried for you, I will not hesitate!"

The room was silent again, as if nothing had happened just now, Duan Yan stroked a crystal snowflake, and seemed to see the woman in a white dress in front of him.

The initial love, he was hindered by all kinds of things, he couldn't embrace it, and when all the dust settled, he mastered the country, but the Yiren had already died, and everything at the beginning was in vain.

And now that a thousand years have passed, it is precisely because of the superposition of rights that death has become a thing to escape in the face of rights, so I have looked at the abyss countless times, wanting to die and return to your soul, but I dare not die, and I am even unwilling to die.

Duan Yan suddenly slammed into the empty room, and everything in the room turned into dust, but the walls didn't move at all.

Why? Why? Why can't I have this thistle pillow cream with you? Why do you have to make a multiple-choice question with my thistle pillow cream, instead of becoming my appendage? All this is your own suffering, all this is your own thistle pillow cream!

Duan Yan suddenly laughed, but there was more desolation and pathos in his laughter, and slowly a few tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Even if I read countless women in the future, there is no one like you after all, all this, are you looking for yourself, or am I asking for it?

No one responded to this deep-seated question, and the north wind called out and drowned out in laughter.

And Duan Yan suddenly stood up and looked out the window: Since you can't get what is alive, the bones of the dead will also go into me, as long as you are by my side, alive and dead, it will be the same.

This change in the immortal tomb is the only opportunity for us to be together forever in the future, thistle pillow frost, what you tried to escape from is not my paragraph, but yourself, you still have to be with me forever after all.