The weapons were still shining, and she looked at the delicate objects in the temple, which carried a heavy history. Occasionally, mottled blood stains can be seen, following the direction of the light. It seems to be able to glimpse its life, bloody wind and rain, and Jin Ge cracked silk. Each weapon has a unique story to tell. Whether it's love, or hate, or the meeting in the dark night, or maybe it's a long-forgotten friendship.

She couldn't help but look at the sword hanging high above the wind mirror in the hall, the body of the sword glowing with purple light, and heard a faint groan. From the resentment in her heart, she looked at the sword at first glance, as if there was a traction in the dark. Even if there are traces of the past, they are just imitations without sword spirits.

But it was so special, there was no low-key idea at all, and it flew away naturally the moment she turned around. Wrapped between her hair, she subconsciously raised her head, turned and looked at the sword hanging in mid-air.

As if nodding in greeting, the sudden influx of sword sounds in an instant couldn't help but stir the tight strings in my heart. The power of the bloodline showed signs of awakening again, and she gently reached out and grasped the hilt of her sword.

In an instant, the purple light rushed into her heart, and she suddenly felt a familiar aura. He looked at the sword in a daze for a long time, and looked at the prisoner battle with mist in his eyes, and his heart couldn't help but tighten.

"This sword, but it's a prisoner?"

Leaving the prison, leaving the prison, he looked at him suspiciously. He had never been unfamiliar with the word when he first heard it, but it was clear that he had never remembered anything about the sword, not even the name. Leave the prisoner, this is the prison war hall, escape? He looked at the person in front of him with a little deep meaning. The mood gradually became agitated.

"Benjun, I don't know." His voice was muffled, as if there was an indescribable feeling.

"I'll give you this sword if you like it, but it's too sad to leave the prison, so let's change the name."

Prisoner Zhan stood here silently, watching her attachment to the sword. There is an inexplicable sense of familiarity. He suddenly remembered her purple technique, which was exactly the same as this sword. It's just that he didn't pay attention to it before, so he missed this opportunity.

"That's called Mingchen?" She suddenly realized, and the man's face sank.

"It's better to call it Mingji, I think it's very good."

She couldn't help but chuckle, Ji Ji's homonym, Ming Ji Ming's heart. The man in front of him is quite cute when he is occasionally jealous.

I don't know how embarrassed he will be when he thinks of everything.

"Okay, then Mingji."

She closed the hilt of the sword, and Mingji turned into a bracelet and wore it on her wrist, which fit very well. The corners of his mouth twitched, this sword had never had a spirit before. But when I saw her, I bowed my head to her.

She looked at it along the light, and it was also a good wrist ornament, and she was even more happy. just held back a smile, looked at the person behind him, and left arrogantly.

"Lord Raider, I'm going to get busy."

"Go ahead, you can't eat until you finish packing."

Glared at him viciously, he laughed instead. Accustomed to such a daily routine, it unconsciously becomes dependent. All his things are arranged by her, whether good or bad, like or dislike, as long as she does it. Even if you occasionally pick a thorn, you won't blame yourself too much.

Wanyu has figured out his heart and is handy to do. She is now proficient in spells, and many things can be done at ease. However, if you are lazy and get caught, you will still be punished for boring sword-casting. Whenever this happens, there is always a melodious sound outside the window, and it seems that the sound of casting is not so unpleasant when she listens to it.

The corners of the prisoner's lips inadvertently curled slightly, which startled the passing Si Ming.

"Lord Raider, you have a fate."

Si ordered a serious way.

"What calamity?"

"Peach Blossom Tribulation."

After Si Ming finished speaking, he slipped away, and the cold lord silently looked back at the busy Wanyu, is the peach blossom robbery? Inside, there was a branch of hibiscus. This order is becoming more and more unreliable.

The sound of the wind brings a pleasant ringtone.

He turned around and went into the room to warm the book, and from time to time he raised his eyes to look at the people in the courtyard. It seems that she has lost some weight, maybe I can find some medicinal herbs for her in the future.

The medicine fairy still owes an explanation, and it's time to collect the debt.

The hand of the medicine fairy who was far away from the valley of sorrow squirved, and unfortunately saw blood.

"Which one who kills a thousand knives is not afraid of flashing his tongue."

He was complaining that he suddenly saw a vision from the sky, and he saw that this garden full of medicinal herbs was about to be destroyed. As soon as the medicine fairy looked up, the man did not move like a mountain. It's just that the whole body is cold, as if it can freeze to death in the next second.

He squeezed his palms uneasily, "How can the master of the war have the time to hang Xiaoxian, Xiaoxian is going to lose his life." ”

"If you don't come, you're not going to be scolded by someone."

He seemed to point something, and the medicine fairy entered the pharmacy with a smile.

"Xiaoxian has no other filial piety, here is the elixir that has been refined recently, supplementing and cultivating, nourishing the body, everything."

Prisoner Zhan glanced at him with disgust, "That's all?" Medicine Immortal, aren't you sparse techniques? Do you need to meet the Emperor in person? ”

The medicine immortal couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, "Lord Varner, look at these, do you still like them?" ”

With a wave of his hand, some delicate porcelain bottles were scattered, and after opening, they were full and shiny, and at first glance, they were good medicines that could nourish spiritual power.

Prisoner Zhan's expression slowed slightly, "Then thank you Medicine Immortal." Benjun thinks that these things are also useless, I don't know if the medicine fairy can be useful? ”

I saw a few alchemy furnaces fall out of thin air, all of which were objects with age. The medicine fairy's whole body was about to pounce, "Thank you, Lord Varner." ”

He looked at these pill furnaces, and the pills had not progressed for a long time. It's not just that you don't practice enough. What's more, because of the limitations of Dan furnaces, ordinary Dan furnaces have a certain degree of fire and air pressure, but these Dan furnaces are not, which can make up for the shortcomings of the previous alchemy.

Thinking about it this way, the pill he just sent out was not so painful. The lord was really generous, and he began to be glad that he hadn't embarrassed the woman before. Otherwise, I'm afraid that today will be the end of a good day.

The Lord took the pill and returned to the Thirty-Three Heavenly Prisoner Battle Hall in a blink of an eye, only to see that she was washing the weapons in the hall with spiritual water, and he threw it away.

"Take it, pick it up."

The porcelain vase on the ground was filled with a faint medicinal fragrance, all of which were pills for cultivation. The medicine fairy has always been stingy, so she naturally can't use it. It's just that this time he said that he picked it up, and she naturally didn't believe it.

But the man was gone. She could only put it away, looking at the light helplessly, as if she had a mortal feeling.

I started to miss those days, but I couldn't go back. Looking at the Mingji Sword on her wrist, she couldn't help but raise her hand and stroke it.

The cold and warm of the tentacles made her feel a lot more comfortable.

Try the power of this sword another day, you shouldn't be disappointed, with the help of medicine, you naturally won't be afraid of greed. is obviously a careful person, but he has to put on a tsundere mask, for fear of owing half of his affection. I don't know who it is.

Seeing that the lights on the opposite side were gradually extinguished, she finished what she was doing and went back to her room. Listening to the sound of the wind and falling asleep, she didn't know when it began, she got used to lighting an incense burner and falling asleep quietly.

Away from hating.

She quietly looked at the conch that flowed with the water of the heavenly river, and seemed to see the appearance of him when he first entered the hateful sky.

"The scenery here is so good, you can still hear the music, if you can get drunk for a long time, it is also happy."

"You, just a wine fairy, why do you always want to get drunk. Isn't it beautiful to come here once in a while, and then the Milky Way is shining brightly in the sky? ”

Qingchen smiled and scratched the tip of her nose at that time, "It's beautiful, but you're even more beautiful." ”

It was the first time she had heard him praise his beauty, and she did not embellish it with false words, but praised it from the bottom of her heart. Very natural language, just looking at his expression and smiling slightly. Disturbedly playing with the water.

In fact, the sound of water is the most changeable thing in this world, and it has its own priorities. She listened to the sound of the water. Thinking back to the old years when the river was talking about the road and writing poems, I was a little reluctant to wake up.

The slight curvature sinks in the closed eyes. Suddenly, the music stopped, and the elf who danced to the music hid, quietly watching the stranger who suddenly appeared.

It doesn't seem to be common.

She opened her eyes suddenly, looked at the person in front of her coldly, and couldn't help chuckling, "What a Qinghua, it's so hard for you to hide from us." ”

"Have you ever cared? If you cared, you should have seen it a long time ago. You have only seen him from beginning to end, and now that he has fallen, will you also fall with him? ”

Qinghua's voice was very anxious, and she inadvertently raised a few degrees, she looked at him who was out of shape, and said indifferently, "Should I call you Tianheng, or Your Highness, or the new Wine Fairy?" ”

"Do you have to be prickly when you speak? Shallow, he is gone, only I can protect you in this heavenly realm. ”

He said softly.

"Ben Diji has the power of the ancients, but what do you think can withstand me as a servant? And you, who have long since lost my trust. The original thing must have been planned by you, and I will tell Qingchen. ”

As she said that, she was about to leave to search for the dust in the Demon Realm, when the man smiled and blocked her eyes.

"You won't, shallow, your heart is only for yourself."

He said with a smile, looking at her red and white complexion, cramped and uneasy.

"I'm shallow to live for him, so I'll tell him."

"Tell him to cut off all possibility between you? If he knew that you were planning the things of the mortal world, how long do you think you would be free? ”

Qinghua looked coldly at the madman-like woman in front of her, she had almost lost her last sanity. Tears slid down his eyes, and he couldn't see who it was, and he couldn't find his heart.

"After all, I still lost. I don't understand that I am willing to accompany him for thousands of years, but he would rather be fulfilled in his life, love is so humble, who will torture him? ”

Qianli smiled, her appearance was already pretty, and she calmed down and mocked from the bottom of her heart, and Ruyu's face gradually became icey.

"You don't have to think about that. Do you want to dust it back? Then listen to me. ”

She heard a hazy voice calling to her, and her body moved forward uncontrollably. It was a dark place, and it was a black and oppressive patch, which made people breathless.

"Follow me, follow me."

The hazy voice was still there, and she couldn't help but look for directions, a little light in the depths, a candle flame flickering like a phantom.

Suddenly it was dawn, and she opened her eyes to see herself lying by the brook, and at some point she had fallen asleep.

"Where did Tianheng Immortal Monarch go?"

"The slave doesn't know, the fairy monarch has never come."

She thought about yesterday carefully, could it be a dream? But if it's so real, it's because Tianheng has something to hide.