Ye Luwu had seen Yunjian Mountain once in the memory of Gongzi Taoyao, and now after three thousand years, he didn't expect that this place has not changed at all, and it is still an invisible fog of thousands of years.

If these clouds and mist were Lingqi, it would be fine, but she didn't even have half a sense of it, which really made her have some doubts in her heart. But even so, if these clouds were really ordinary, she would never believe them.

Yunjian Mountain, as long as these three words are put together, it is the yearning of the entire human world.

The moist clouds swirled around him, and it was impossible to make some markings to help memorize the path when the path ahead was not visible and the soul power could not be used. They had to walk forward one foot deep and one foot shallow, and they had to carefully watch their feet with each step, for fear that a cliff or cliff would suddenly appear in front of them, causing unnecessary casualties.

And this thick fog has endured for a long time, and the light in the sky in the clouds and mountains has never dimmed like an eternal enchantment. In this way, it is impossible to tell how much time has passed since they entered the mountain.

In today's situation, Ye Luwu felt like something that existed before the flood period, endless chaos.

Chongguang was born in chaos, and the mountain between the clouds seems to exist in chaos.

"From the moment we received the news, we entered the mountain on the 25th. Chen Yu suddenly stopped, and then took out a yin-yang fish with a hexagram from his wide sleeve, "I made a mark on it, starting from the Qiangua, every eight hours, it will turn around." Now six laps have passed, and there are only twelve hours left before the month of January. ”

Ye Luwu followed his gaze, and on the small yin and yang fish, he really saw a thin sword mark.

"It's ...... What Yu Jin left behind?"

Chen Yu nodded, noncommittal, "He put this thing in this suit and left a message with demon power, saying that it was a reward for borrowing my body." ”

He paused, then retracted the yin-yang fish into his sleeve, and said: "If it weren't for that, I wouldn't have taken that sword inexplicably, but I really don't know whether to thank him or not." ”

This is really like what Yu Jin did.

Twelve hours is the last day.

Judging from this time, the people who came to the gate of the fairy world should have almost arrived. The mountain between the clouds is so big, and after wandering here for three or four days, it should not even be that one person has never encountered it.

Thinking of this, Ye Luwu lifted his robe and sat cross-legged on the ground, "That's it, it's better to wait than to bump around like a fly here." These clouds and mist must be to isolate others. As soon as these twelve hours have passed, presumably the gate of the fairy world will appear on its own. ”

She was not in a hurry at all, because the Yunjian Mountain, which was worshiped as a god in the human world, was where the senior brother was.

The elder brother who has protected himself for ten years.

Xu Mingchuan tore off the front and back of his robe, and then divided it into many strips of cloth.

After a while, he slowly got up and walked in front of Ye Luwu. Then he knelt down on one knee, gently took her right hand, and delicately wrapped the strip of cloth in his hand around her fingers.

clearly knew that she couldn't feel the pain now, but Xu Mingchuan still wouldn't let the strength in her hands increase a bit. The dry bones and carrion were densely wound with moon-white silk cotton, still slender and perfect.

Ye Luwu's gaze fell lightly on him, and he seemed to see Xu Mingchuan when he was a child, a childish man, but with a dignified expression carving the seal in his hand.

There are discarded jade materials scattered at his feet, and the white and tender fingers with baby fat are covered with deep and shallow wounds.

The extremely ugly seal was wrapped in precious brocade by him, placed next to his pillow for more than ten years, and then gave it to himself.

Just like when he said that he liked himself word by word, he gave away everything he had.

First her arms, then her neck, and finally her face, which was only seven points intact.

Ye Luwu watched the moon-white strip of cloth dangle in front of his eyes, raised his head slightly, and asked in a ghostly manner: "Is it good-looking?"

Xu Mingchuan knotted the last strip of cloth, put it behind her head, and smiled gently, "Delicate but not pretentious, beautiful but not restrictive, the so-called beauty should be like this." ”

It seemed to be back to the night when the lights were flickering, and he entered through the wall outside the Xiangjun's mansion and stood calmly in front of Ye Luwu.

The candlelight was gentle, the figures were in pairs, the candlelight like a star fell between his eyebrows, he was full of smiles, and praised: "Delicate but not pretty, beautiful but not restrained, the so-called beauty, as it should be." ”

Ye Luwu pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly, he was telling the truth, and he was not telling the truth.

Stretching out her delicately wrapped right hand, she slowly covered it with the last wisp of soul power that she could now wield, ensuring that the strips of cloth would not be reduced to ashes by the flames.

Seeing Xu Mingchuan's throat move slightly, she first waved her hand, then shook her head, and said softly: "Don't worry about me, it's just a matter of a day earlier and a day later." ”

She pretended not to see the blood-colored lines under Xu Mingchuan's deliberately tightened cuffs, and also pretended not to know that her body was slowing down the decay, her expression was calm, and her voice was soft, "The soul of the true dragon will not dissipate." The left is just a body, and you don't need to pay attention to it. ”

The true dragon Huanqing's body is not rotten, and the soul is not destroyed.

And she, not Huanqing.

The dead cannot be brought back to life, so what is the use of the soul still there?

Xu Mingchuan shook his left hand at his side hard, and the dull pain in his palm made him restrain his expression, revealing a gentle smile as usual, "Now that we have arrived in Yunjian Mountain, there will always be a way." ”

Deep in the clouds, immortals dwell.

Immortals don't cross people, don't cross demons, don't cross her.

Something that is clear to the heart, but no one has ever said it.

It's just a death, Huanqing is not afraid, and Ye Luwu is not afraid.

It's just that Huanqing didn't wait for Shi Luo, and Xu Mingchuan couldn't save Ye Luwu.

The ten miles of red makeup he owes have not been given to her for two thousand years.

Although Chen Yu had never thought about these things, seeing them like this, he felt a little sullen and uncomfortable in his heart.

The word love has trapped all living beings in the world.

He turned his head to look at Zhongli, only to see that his expression was blank, and his eyes were a little gloomy.

"She used to say that she would be fine. He deliberately lowered his voice and muttered, "She never lied to me, so I didn't think much of it, and I believed it." ”

"I left her alone in the human world, and she left me a thousand years of loneliness. ”

Chen Yu sighed lightly and patted him lightly on the shoulder, he didn't want to say anything, but when he saw the black lines in the corner of his eyes that belonged to the Demon Domain, his heart moved, and he said softly: "Have you ever heard of a name? ”

Zhongli raised his eyes slightly, "Who is it?"

Chen Yu's long eyebrows furrowed slightly, he closed his eyes vigorously, and spit out two words: "Shen Mi." ”

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