"Ah Yan!"

The woman was still calling, she fell with her back to the ground, her black and white dress like a teenager flew like a flower, her expression was very flustered, and she stretched out her hand into the void, Su Li's consciousness hung above her, and her every move could be clearly seen, giving Su Li the illusion that she was looking in the mirror.

Su Li looks exactly like her!

However, this statement is not very accurate, because she was born extremely beautiful, obviously her facial features are the same as Su Li, but she is different everywhere, her beauty comes from the coldness, nobility and holiness in her bones, like a snow lotus that will never wither, just one look will make people lose their hearts.

When she was halfway down, a large piece of pure black petals of the afterlife flower suddenly spread out, whistling with the wind, Su Li's vision was blocked by the petals, and the next moment, consciousness crashed into the woman's body again.

When she opened her eyes again, Su Li saw the young man's pure and arrogant eyes.

"Yingjiang, catch you."

He said, and with a flick, a pair of silver wings appeared behind him.

The wings were extremely beautiful, and with each fanning, there were silvery white feathers falling down, swirling and dancing with the pure black petals of the deceased flowers, forming a very beautiful picture.

If you are lucky enough to see such a picture, you should remember this scene forever in your mind.

But in such a beautiful picture, Su Li had only one thought in her heart: this person actually had wings!!

Su Li has seen a goshawk soaring in the sky in Saibei, an adult goshawk with wings spread and half a person tall, and has also read Kunpeng in some hunting books, saying that the wings are enough to cover the sky and the sun, but it is the first time to see a person with wings stretched out.

The wings were so large that they could be folded to encircle two or three people, and the feathers were all fit together like a shield.

The young man flew for a long time with this woman named Yingjiang, spanning a large geographical area, halfway Yingjiang cautiously glanced down, through her eyes, Su Li only saw the dark mountains, and could no longer see anything else.

I don't know how long it took, the young man stopped holding Yingjiang, the silver wings disappeared out of thin air, the morning light pierced the night and poured down, Su Li saw two mist-shrouded mountains.

The shape of the mountain coincided with the altar that Su Li had seen before, and it was the same as the one that the Hu sorcerer had taken Su Li to see before.

"Ah Yan, is this our future home?"

Ying Jiang asked, his voice was timid and soft, but obviously with anticipation, the young man did not speak, and took her hand from the path up the mountain.

The morning dew was heavy, and although Su Li couldn't really feel the environment at that time, she also felt that the environment was quiet and cute.

"Ah Yan, it's so beautiful here."

Ying Jiang said with a smile, his voice was clear and moving, the young man turned his head to look at her, and suddenly leaned over and kissed Ying Jiang.

Su Li's consciousness was still in Ying Jiang's body, and she was startled by the young man's actions, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but her consciousness came out of Ying Jiang's body again, watching the two intimacy.

"Yingjiang, there are only two of us here, and no one will ask for your blood in the future."

The young man said that because of this kiss, the tips of his ears were red and hot, his voice was slightly hoarse, revealing emotion, and Yingjiang's cheeks were also dyed red, and he lowered his head shyly.

Su Li followed the two of them step by step to the halfway point of the mountain, and saw a bamboo house, which was exactly the same as the bamboo house in the small mountain village in her previous dream.

"Yingjiang, this is our home."

The boy said, and Ying Jiang shed two lines of tears.

The two worshipped heaven and earth in front of the bamboo house, became husband and wife, and then went to the cave house.

The boy was very kind to the ginger, and the ginger lived happily every day, she sprinkled flowers around the bamboo house, planted vegetables, and carefully watered them every day, and the boy would go out for an hour every day to hunt and find food.

The flower seed grows very slowly, and when the first flower buds, Yingjiang became pregnant, because a red mark grew in the center of her eyebrows, and that red mark Su Li was very familiar with, which was what the wizard had planted in the center of Su Li's eyebrows before.

Ying Jiang and the boy were very happy, and the two racked their brains together to think of a name for the child.

Su Li's sense of time in this world is not very strong, she just saw that Yingjiang's belly grew a little bigger, and the red mark on the center of her eyebrows slowly deformed, and finally grew into a dead flower, but the flower was black, not a blue petal golden stamen.

On the day Ying Jiang gave birth, the boy did not come back, and Ying Jiang lay alone in the bamboo house and ushered in great pain.

Su Li saw Ying Jiang's body bleeding, and saw Ying Jiang in pain and helplessness and kept calling the young man's name, although she knew that she couldn't change what happened here, Su Li still rushed out of the bamboo house.

Su Li found the boy on the way halfway up the mountain, he fainted on the ground, and there was a snow-white rabbit squatting beside him.

"Get up, Yingjiang is waiting for you!"

Su Li said anxiously, but she couldn't make a sound, she wanted to pull the boy but couldn't touch the boy's body.

I don't know how long it took, but the boy came to his senses, he stood up with his body propped up, shook his head, and stumbled towards the bamboo house.

The boy's state didn't look quite right, Su Li couldn't tell what was wrong, she and the boy returned to the bamboo house together, and a large number of flowers bloomed outside the bamboo house, the flowers were pure black, and there seemed to be a strange fragrance of flowers.

He rushed into the house, and there was blood on the bed and on the floor, but the ginger was gone.

"Ginger!"

The boy searched around the bamboo house like crazy, and kept shouting the name of Yingjiang, and the young man's anxious call floated in the empty mountains, but no one responded.

Su Li stumbled down the mountain with the young man, and only woke up suddenly when he reached the foot of the mountain, the young man didn't use his wings!

When his beloved suddenly disappears, it is clear that flying with wings to find it is the fastest and best way, why doesn't he use it?

Isn't he...... No wings?

Su Li was puzzled, her vision suddenly darkened, and the sharp and sad cry of a baby came from her ears.

"Don't!"

Ying Jiang shouted in pain, and with this sound, Su Li saw a newborn baby nailed to the wall.

Red blood flowed down the walls and eventually pooled in a clay pot.

The next moment, 'Zuo Yihe' walked over, stirred with a spoon in a clay pot, scooped a spoonful of blood and poured it into a cup.

The cup looked very familiar, and when 'Zuo Yihe' put the cup on the tray, Su Li was suddenly startled, and a cold sweat broke out on her back.

She remembered that when she first arrived in this world, she saw 'Zuo Yihe' present such a cup of things to the boy.

Was it the blood of the newborn that was presented to the boy at that time?

Su Li felt a chill, Zuo Yihe put powdered things in the cup, shook it twice and handed it to Ying Jiang, his expression was very calm.

"Holy Maiden, drink, drink it and you will not feel pain."

Zuo Yihe said, her eyes inexplicably revealing two points of compassion, as if Ying Jiang was a pitiful worm in her eyes.

That's Yingjiang's own flesh and bones, how could she possibly drink this?

Ying Jiang shook her head desperately, Zuo Yihe seemed to be impatient, and grabbed Ying Jiang's chin and forcibly poured the cup of blood into her mouth.

Ying Jiang collapsed to the ground after drinking, tears kept welling up in the corners of his eyes.

Then Zuo Yihe put the blood in the clay pot into an ice cellar, and after some time, someone carried the boy back.

Su Li recognized that it was a young man, all because of the clothes that had become tattered, his appearance had long since turned old, and his hair had turned into silver threads.

He was old, even dead, like a dried corpse that had been dried for years.

Zuo Yihe shook his head when he saw him like this, took out the clay pot in the ice cellar, peeled the boy clean and put it on a stone platform, cut all parts of his body, and then brushed the blood in the clay pot on the boy's body.

When the boy's whole body was covered in blood, the wounds seemed to come alive, absorbing the blood from the skin in an instant.

The corpse-like body quickly became full and young, and the silver threads turned back to blue and black, and the appearance remained at fifteen or sixteen years old.

Seeing that the young man recovered, Zuo Yihe breathed a sigh of relief, ordered someone to take the young man's clothes and burn them, and sent new clothes for the young man to wear.

"The death of the national teacher and the holy daughter will soon come to an end."

Zuo Yihe said so, someone sent the boy back to the previous hall, Su Li followed back, and the next day, the boy woke up.

The moment he opened his eyes, his eyes were confused, but after a while, he became indifferent, as if he had completely forgotten what had happened before.

He stood up, put on his clothes one by one as he was preparing for the sacrifice that day, and then put on the black hat, Su Li followed him to the place where the sacrifice was held before, where for some reason it returned to normal, the young man still climbed to the top from the left, Su Li walked up with him from the right, facing tens of thousands of believers, he said without a trace of emotion: "From now on, I am your god." ”

All the believers were happy to revel, but Su Li only felt extremely weird, it was like a cycle with no end in sight.

Zuo Yihe seems to have known what the boy and Ying Jiang are going to do, and he has already prepared a strategy to deal with it.

Why is that?

Su Li was puzzled, her eyes went dark again, after the first few times, Su Li knew that her consciousness was about to enter Ying Jiang's body again, so she didn't panic, and calmly adapted for a while before opening her eyes.

As far as the eye can see, it is indeed what Yingjiang sees.

Ying Jiang is writing something, she is not using a brush, but a pen made of feathers, writing is refreshing and neat, but it is very easy to use.

Su Li couldn't read the words written by Ying Jiang, but she could hear the voice in her head.

"I have a child."

Ying Jiang thought in her heart, Su Li was surprised, thinking that she had not lost her memory, and the next moment she heard her thinking divergence: "I had a dream, I dreamed of him, but after waking up, I took my pulse and found that the dream was fake, I am a saint, my blood is the nutrients of Ying Jiang flower, I am not qualified to conceive life, I am just a flower fertilizer who can talk and walk." ”

Ying Jiang thought about reaching out and touching his lower abdomen, which had been deflated, and there was no trace of gestation.

She had completely lost the painful memory, but her heart didn't lie, and there was nothing empty about it.

The next time seemed to be actively set up by someone, Su Li saw Ying Jiang and the boy reunite as strangers after many years, and then attracted each other, and began to secretly communicate behind everyone's back, they didn't know that all of this was actually deliberately facilitated by the people around them.

Their every move, even every word they say, has been rehearsed many times in front of others.

Again, the boy left with Yingjiang.

Then on the day of delivery, the boy was knocked unconscious, Yingjiang was taken away, and the boy was brought back.

Su Li didn't know how many times this had happened before, and how many times it would happen in the future.

The boy and Ying Jiang have been trying to get rid of their fate, but they don't know what a terrible cycle they are in, they will not grow old or die, the only thing that can prove their existence is the bones of babies in that secret room.

It was the life that he and Yingjiang conceived together, and it was a life that would be directly strangled by someone as soon as it sprouted.

Just when Su Li thought that this cycle would never end, Ying Jiang inadvertently broke the deadlock.

In fact, every cycle is just a cycle in which Ying Jiang and the boy meet, fall in love, and then forget, and what they say and do will change.

As a saint, Ying Jiang has been constantly learning and studying medical skills, she has read many medical books and written a lot of notes.

One day, she saw a sentence in a very old notebook: life and death are cyclical.

It may seem like a very simple sentence to others, but in Yingjiang's eyes, it seems that someone has suddenly opened the second pulse of Rendu.

If life and death are cyclical, and people want eternal life, do they only need to put themselves in the place of death first, and then change the way of living?

Because of this sentence, Yingjiang obsessively studied it.

She didn't know that this sentence was written by herself many years ago, and at that time she was also working hard to crack the law of eternal life as she is now, and then she told the people around her what she thought, pushing herself into endless purgatory.

However, this time was different from before, Ying Jiang did not tell anyone her own ideas, she continued to study the medicine, tested the medicine herself, and one day after drinking a bowl of medicine, Ying Jiang was not breathing.

This is beyond everyone's expectations, she is a saint, she can't die, what if she dies and wants the national teacher? What will all their people do?

Everyone panicked, Zuo Yihe was already very old at that time, she was on crutches, and looked around Yingjiang's corpse in disbelief, and the crutches made a clattering sound on the floor tiles, which made people's hearts panic.

After a long time, Zuo Yihe gave an order to bring pots and clay pots to drain the blood on Yingjiang's body.

Su Li watched the whole process, she was not sad, and even felt that this was actually a relief for Ying Jiang, at least she didn't have to be in that endless cycle anymore.

When the last drop of Yingjiang's blood was exhausted, the scene in front of Su Li's eyes became empty again, and after a cloud of white mist, Su Li saw Yingjiang again, but her whole temperament was completely different from before.

Her eyes were amazingly bright, and when she looked at others, she had sharp hooks that made people's flesh hurt.

Ying Jiang became smiling, but he looked like he was seventeen or eighteen, but he didn't seem to have any troubles, and he was happy all the time.

Zuo Yihe was by her side, but she was only twelve or thirteen years old, looking at Ying Jiang with an innocent face, and persuaded her to study medicine hard and fulfill her mission.

Every time Zuo Yihe said this, Ying Jiang would bow his head slightly, purse his lips and smile silently.

Ying Jiang who smiles like this always gives people a weird bloodthirsty illusion, as if she is only young and has already experienced a lot of bloody storms.

Su Li also felt that Ying Jiang was very strange, and then one night, Su Li saw Ying Jiang writing a codex, using a brush, and her handwriting was very beautiful, just like her person.

Su Li couldn't read what she wrote, but she saw a weird smile on the corner of her lips.

She looked at the flickering candle flame and said word by word: It turns out that rebirth is also eternal life in another sense!

Rebirth.

This word made Su Li's whole person stunned, but soon everything made sense, why Ying Jiang's personality changed so much, and why Ying Jiang always smiled with compassion when he looked at Zuo Yihe.

Su Li was sure that Yingjiang was reborn, and remembered all the lost memories, she and the boy had been in love many times, and had many children, but ...... None survived!

Those newborn children have fallen victim to her and his eternal youth and agelessness.

They were all executioners who killed those children!

"So Ayan, let's atone for our sins together."

That night, Ying Jiang whispered to the candle flame, and the candle flame flickered, reflecting the tears in the corners of her eyes.

Ying Jiang's revenge came very slowly, she lived quietly and well-behaved like in her previous life, making everyone around her believe that she was a saint, she was developing various potions every day to pour into her body, and when she used her own blood to water the first blue-petaled golden stamen's dead flower, Ying Jiang smiled like a child.

She took the flower of the past to meet Ah Yan, repeated the scene of the previous life countless times, met and fell in love with the young man, the only difference was that she persuaded Ah Yan to stay, and the people who controlled the entire clan with her, let these people worship them as gods, and voluntarily put the power of life and death in their hands.

Ying Jiang killed Zuo Yihe first, threw her off the high altar, and fell into a pulp.

Later, everyone who tried to rebel against Yingjiang was killed by Yingjiang.

Ah Yan doesn't remember what happened in his previous life, his nature is quite pure, so gradually, he can't quite understand Ying Jiang's style of doing things, he doesn't understand why his well-behaved and lovely lover in front of him will turn into a murderous female demon without blinking an eye when he turns his head.

When Ah Yan and Ying Jiang quarreled for the first time, Ying Jiang slapped Ah Yan.

The slap was extremely loud, and both of them were stunned after the beating.

In this life, their faces did not stop, and both of them looked much more mature than before.

A crimson slap mark soon appeared on Ah Yan's face, and his expression was stunned and incredulous.

After all, it was the person who loved the bone marrow, or Ying Jiangxian was soft-hearted, she hugged Ah Yan tightly, and pleaded with some trepidation: "Ah Yan, you believe me!" ”

I'm avenging our children!

Ying Jiang said in his heart that Ah Yan finally chose to believe her, but a rift was already invisibly between the two.

Su Li watched Ying Jiang and Ah Yan drift apart, Ah Yan and Ying Jiang became more and more silent when they got along, and their eyes were also worn out of love, Ying Jiang still laughed in front of Ah Yan as before, but in the place where Ah Yan couldn't see, Ying Jiang's face was always cold.

The pure black ginger flowers are almost extinct, replaced by the dying flowers of the blue-petaled golden stamen.

She generously gave the seeds of the flowers to the people who believed in her, telling them that as long as they were watered with blood, they could plant the flowers and the flowers would bloom, representing that the people who planted the flowers had been approved by the gods and would be blessed in the future.

Those people are crazy to water the flowers of the past with their own blood, and they want to get the approval of the gods by any means.

When the first flower was planted by someone else, Ying Jiang laughed happily, she knew that someone found out that she had done something on the health flower, but no one publicized it, no one exposed her as a crazy liar, but proudly showed off how beautiful the flowers she planted.

At that moment, she discovered how weak and ridiculous human nature is.

Of course, she also knew that her path of revenge was coming to an end soon.

"Ah Yan, I know a place is beautiful, shall we live there in the future?"

Ying Jiang wrapped his arms around Ah Yan's neck and asked, Ah Yan, who had been in a cold war with her for a long time, heard this sentence, his eyes lit up, and he urgently asked if Ying Jiang was real, but Ying Jiang just smiled and didn't answer.

Ying Jiang gave Ah Yan the medicine, and the effect was very strong, and it lasted for three whole days.

Three days later, more and more people planted the flowers of the past.

Those flowers grow from the center of people's eyebrows, take root from the feet and take root in the ground, and completely use people as flower fertilizer.

Those people were still alive, and they wept in pain, begging the saints and the national teachers to save them, but they did not know that they had already died.

This world is a world of the jungle.

The flower of the past life is indeed a miracle effect, the person who planted the flower of the past life, after boiling it with the medicine to drink, can not only repair the appearance, get rid of all kinds of diseases, and even find that the flower also has the effect of rejuvenation.

The people who are used to grow flowers are miserable, but those who can eat them are happy.

The whole clan soon fell into a state of chaos, with the weak wanting to overthrow the absurd rule of the national teacher and the holy maiden, while the strong wanted to borrow the hands of the national teacher and the holy maiden to ensure that they could gain eternal life.

When the war broke out, a red mark grew on the heart of Ying Jiang's eyebrows, and she was pregnant again, and this time, she would keep the child.

The whole clan scuffle broke out in the third month of Yingjiang's pregnancy, the sunset that day was like blood, the air was so thick that it could not be dissolved, and the corpses were piled up on the altar from a long distance.

After the corpses fell, the afterlife flowers were nourished and quickly sprouted and grew, and many people who were dead and seriously injured and dying quickly came to their senses after being absorbed by the afterlife, and they were horrified to find that they and the afterlife flowers had died together, and they all wailed.

"Yingjiang, for the sake of our children, stop!"

Ah Yan stood on the altar and looked at Ying Jiang and said, Ying Jiang smelled blood and smiled like a child: "Okay, but they are already monsters, Ah Yan, do you still want to keep them?" ”

"Ginger, they are living beings."

Ah Yan said this, her tone was helpless, Ying Jiang stroked her stomach, turned her head and smiled harmlessly, she could no longer see life in her eyes, she could only see the executioner who indirectly poisoned her child.

The melee didn't hurt Ying Jiang at all, and in the end, it was those strong people who were hungry for profit who won.

Ying Jiang asked Ah Yan to take her to the two mountains in the previous life to build a bamboo house to raise the baby, six months later, Ying Jiang successfully gave birth to a baby girl, when the child was born, Ah Yan was sent to find food by Ying Jiang, and Ying Jiang secretly carried the baby girl down the mountain.