The moment he saw the mask of the priest in the Dream Mirror fall, Shen Qinghan's finger instantly fingered.

How could it be...... Sue Elegy's face.

Are they all the same person?

Wan, gentle, Nangong evening, Su Elegy.

She said that she would repay him with three lifetimes of suffering, but in the end, it was him who suffered, where did he pay it off......

In a trance, he walked out of Qingxuan's palace that was "so dark that it was full of mystery", the sunlight was slightly dazzling, Shen Qinghan closed his eyes and felt the temperature of the sun through his eyes: I don't want you to return it, you come back.

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High-rise buildings, endless traffic, flashing colors, prosperous and prosperous.

Shen Qinghan stood in this unfamiliar environment, quietly looking at the strange world in front of him, and suddenly found a strange but extremely familiar figure in the crowded crowd.

"Su Elegy" he shouted, and happily ran to the figure. But she never looked back, and kept walking. At the moment when he was about to catch up with her, about to hug her, she suddenly disappeared.

He searched in a panic, but the scene in front of him had changed unconsciously.

The ghost market full of ghosts, the bridge covered with purple flowers, the light of the red lanterns on the bank of the river projected on her blood-stained white clothes, adding three points of suffering, and she smiled sadly, as if the whole world was disgusted with her.

Shen Qinghan slowly walked towards her with a painful face, and stretched out a hand, "Pull it...... Come back with me...... I don't want you to pay me back......"

She glanced at him, and without hesitation, jumped into the dead river. Shen Qinghan never imagined that she would jump down and pounce on her, but he couldn't hold her.

A tear fell down the river of death, and the scene in front of me changed unconsciously. The sun fills the world, and the pink cherry blossoms are in full bloom, spreading all over the mountains.

She lay down on one of the cherry blossom trees, lazily sighed, tilted her head slightly, and laughed when she saw him.

She sat up and beckoned to him, "Shen Qinghan, I'm here, I'm not dead"

Shen Qinghan happily ran towards her, but before he could get close, the shadow disappeared.

Shen Qinghan opened his eyes violently, and unconsciously touched the coolness in the corner of his eyes: This is the first time, why haven't you come back......

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"Your Majesty, Daddy Shen is here" Ning Ying walked in from outside, followed by Shen Qinghan, who was dressed in white and shengxue.

Qing Xuan put down the paperwork in the book and walked down from the position, "Or I'll give you that mirror, and you will run around every day."

"No need, you can take a walk like this," Shen Qinghan said slowly.

"Okay, whatever you ......", Qing Ying gave Ning Ying a look and asked him to pour the tea, Ning Ying nodded knowingly.

Qing Xuan turned his head and looked at Shen Qinghan with some helplessness and sympathy, "It's been seven or eight years, haven't you put it down yet?"

Shen Qinghan raised his eyes and looked at him, with a determined look, "She will come back, she promised me"

Qingqiu: ......

Few of the things that Su Elegy promised were successful. That's it, it's also an obsession to live, which is good.

"If Ning Ying is gone one day, will you immediately forget him and start a new life for a new person? I'm afraid not, a ghost like you who doesn't even have the courage to say I like you, will you have the courage to let go?" Shen Qinghan looked at him lightly.

Qing Miao was choked by this, and just as she wanted to say something, she saw Ning Ying walking in with a bowl of round and lovely grapes, "Daddy Shen, this is the grapes that my king specially asked you to take, and my king will pick them himself~"

Shen Qinghan smiled at Qing Xuan, "I have a heart"

Qingqiu: ...... He and this Ning Ying boy have never had such a thing as a heart and a soul. Is this the he picked it up for him? Ning Ying doesn't know what to do.

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It's the season of flowers again, and the cherry blossoms all over the mountains are spring. A gust of wind blows gently, and it can easily bring a burst of floral fragrance and a shower of flower rain.

Shen Qinghan leaned against a tree, his eyes widened slightly, and the flowers that fell from the branches were all vying to fall on him. A breeze blew, his long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and suddenly opened his inky black eyes, slightly sleepy.

Picked up a petal, rubbed it gently, looked at the distant mountains, and felt empty: You said that the flowers on Mo can be slowly returned, this flower has bloomed ten times, and you will not come back...... Are you going to lie to me again......

Thinking like this, a gust of wind suddenly descended in the mountains, and the flowers and trees in the middle of the mountain were swaying, rolling up thousands of petals of pink flowers, and they were scattered all over the sky.

"Master" came to a disciple.

Shen Qinghan raised his eyes and looked at him lightly, "Well, what's the matter?"

Ji Feiyue has married the young master of the demon clan, Chen Yue, as his wife, and originally handed over her affairs to other disciples. Immortals and demons do have clear boundaries, but if they have to be together, they are not impossible. Shen Qinghan vouched as the peak master and did this matchmaking business. If it is harmless to the world, it can calm and prosper the world, regardless of whether he is an immortal or a demon.

"There are mountain demons in Youzhou, and they have injured two people's lives, do you want to go and see it?" the disciple asked.

"Isn't there anyone going?" asked Shen Qinghan.

"Yes...... Hundreds of schools are vying to ......" The disciple paused and replied.

Since the battle between Xianmen and the red-clothed world, Su Elegy has destroyed the ghost king, and even brought tens of thousands of walking corpses to wipe them out, Shen Qinghan destroyed the ghost city, and there are many fewer ghosts in the world.

"Youzhou ......?" Shen Qinghan read the name of the place. The place where the bride slaughter took place, ten years ago, where Su Elegy fought with the red clothes, he didn't dare to go to that place for so many years.

"Let's go and see", Shen Qinghan got up and slowly walked out of the cherry blossom forest.

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The night in Youzhou has arrived, and the sky is impenetrable, and only a little starlight is still fighting. The mountains and forests at night are not very obedient, and the sporadic fires flicker in them.

A bulging dirt bag in the depths of the dense forest suddenly moved, slowly disintegrating, and a sharp sword was the first to burrow out of the ground, followed by something as black as the night.

The black stuff took a few deep breaths, like the rest of his life. Suddenly I heard the sound of conversation, and the black thing quickly hid behind a tree and pricked up its ears to listen.

"This mountain demon has a really big face, and half of the immortal gate is here" A person holding a torch, dressed in immortal gate clothes, looked like a disciple of Ling Yunfeng.

Next to him walked another disciple, also wearing Ling Yunfeng's clothes, and followed the disciple holding the torch, "But isn't it?" Even Senior Uncle Shen, who is the least nosy on weekdays, came, but Senior Uncle Shen is really a ruthless person, after Senior Uncle Yuanyuan retired, Senior Uncle Gu immediately took over, but Senior Aunt Su has been immortal for so long, no one dares to mention who the next master of Yunqing Peak is, one person sits in charge of the two major peaks of Xianmen, Senior Uncle Shen is a few points more in charge than Uncle Unstained."

"What is this, wasn't Qishan a little at odds with Yunqing before, you look at how miserable it was by Uncle Shen, the four major sects are a little out of the ranks" The other person answered.

The black thing behind the tree touched his chin and thought, "Tsk, what day is it so lively today?" Shen Qinghan is also here...... What mountain demon?

"It's no wonder, there have been too few monsters in the past two years, the competition is too fierce, and those who cultivate immortals are not easy to mix, I have to go back to farming after a few years" The disciple who held the torch sighed.

"Isn't it good to talk nonsense, no monsters?" the disciple who didn't hold the torch stabbed him with his elbow.

"Good, good...... I heard that the mountain demon is a dark mass, and it only appears at night, and it is a little difficult to find, so you can take a closer look later," the disciple who did not hold a torch said again.

"Hmm," the torch-carrying disciple nodded.

Seeing that these two disciples were about to walk up to her, Su Wangge adjusted his position slightly, but unexpectedly stepped on a dry log.

The "squeak" is crisp.

"Who?" the two disciples became alert, and the torches reached out where there was a sound, reflecting the black mass.

Su Wangge glanced at them awkwardly, and politely raised his hand to say hello.

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