It wasn't until noon that Suzaku woke up.

When she woke up, she looked at the little Taoist priest with those big, innocent eyes, that pure and immaculate appearance, as if she was not naked now, as if nothing had happened last night.

I also want nothing to happen, the little Taoist priest wants to cry without tears.

Suzaku stretched her waist, and the little Taoist priest breathed.

Suzaku frowned: "Master, I'm in so much pain." ”

The little Taoist priest smiled bitterly: "Master, I am also in pain." ”

"Master, I'm so tired."

"Master, I'm more tired."

"Master, I had a hard time last night."

Finch, don't say it, okay, I want to cry if I don't see it?

The little Taoist priest choked up and said, "Master, I am even more uncomfortable. ”

But in the next moment, Suzaku smiled happily: "Master, I'm so comfortable in the back, I'm really happy!" ”

The little Taoist priest looked at her extremely cute little face, and at this moment, there was no doubt at a glance, so he was even more tempting to the chest, he hesitated, after all, he did not tell a lie with a conscience: "That, master, I am more happy!" ”

Suzaku smiled and blossomed: "Master, let me be happy again, okay?" ”

Yes! The little Taoist priest was shocked: "No." Red face, thin water long flow, thin water long flow! ”

Oh! Suzaku nodded obediently.

The little Taoist priest wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

After a while.

Suzaku said strangely: "Master, you seem to be very unhappy. ”

The little Taoist priest looked up at the sky and wanted to cry without tears.

Can I be happy? Can I?

He thought of what a person said to him one day: "Husband, please don't forget, there is still a Roujing County Lord waiting there, and I don't know what to do." If you provoke the two, you are not enough, you have to provoke the third one, I can't say that I Xu Ruoxue can only leave with hatred, so the three of you are tearing there! ”

How did I say at the time, "I don't want to, I don't dare!" ”

But what is it now?

Madam, can I cry out to you for injustice, your husband and I are really forced.

Woo woo, why do women like this? When I shared a bed that night, I thought I had escaped Suzaku's clutches. But I didn't expect that in the end, I was crushed by her!

This is my fate!

How should I live this peach blossom catastrophe?

Rou'er should be easy to say, and the coaxing passed. Qingyanna, I just want this elegant and unparalleled talented woman to accompany me again. Anything else, hey, don't think about it.

The crux of the matter is, Ruoxue! This peerless woman is really going to have a temper, I'm really scared of Xiaosheng!

This time, the powder fist is light, and the leather whip can also accept it, just beg her not to make a move, the cloud is light and the wind is light!

Thinking of this, the tears in the eyes of the little Taoist priest finally couldn't help dripping.

The next day.

Vermilion Bird snuggled in the arms of the little Taoist, and the little Taoist carefully took the bamboo tube in his hand and watched the Ascension Immortal Land.

After discovering nothing, the little Taoist priest asked Qi'er: "Hongyan, give me your innocence, you don't regret it at all?" ”

Que'er raised her head, blinked her big eyes, and said, "Everything Hongyan has belongs to the master, and the master can do whatever he wants to do to Hongyan, why should Hongyan regret it?" ”

"Besides," Finch's brows furrowed, and she wondered, "It seems that in Hongyan's heart, there is no resistance to doing this with the master." Hongyan seems to love her master very much, and she is happy to give herself to her master. ”

The little Taoist priest was overjoyed when he heard this, so he still hid a Vermilion Bird under the appearance of the red face. That kind of love for oneself can only be Suzaku'er, and it can never be red-faced.

"Hongyan, do you remember your past?" The little Taoist priest asked urgently.

Suzaku thought for a while and shook her head: "I don't remember, Hongyan's past is blank." It's like, it's as if Hongyan was suddenly born here. ”

The little Taoist priest was silent for a moment: "Hongyan, everyone has their own past, you, do you want to get back your past?" ”

Suzaku thought about it seriously, and suddenly shook her head in fear: "No, I don't want to." Hongyan thought of the past, and felt so scared. Hongyan doesn't want to go back to the past. ”

She raised her head and looked at the little Taoist priest in a panic: "Master, don't let Hongyan get back to the past, okay?" Just let the red face who has no past obediently accompany the master, okay? Don't go over, never! ”

Don't pass, never pass!

The little Taoist priest's heart was shocked, and tears flashed in his eyes for a while.

In the past, Suzaku was a very happy, very simple, simple little girl who was only happy, but in the past, Suzaku was a sad person who was worried and insoluble, so painful that she found the Valley of the Immortals, and wanted to solve all worries with a flower, and from then on she left everything in the red dust. If recovering the past is just recovering sorrow, then why do you have to regain the past?

When Hongyan turns back into Suzaku, how should she accept all this? How could she choose between herself and her father?

She's only going to be more miserable, she's only going to have no choice!

In that case, let everything be just like that. In this world, there is one less Vermilion Bird, but one more red face. There is one less Suzaku who is in pain and far away from him, but there is one more innocent and happy red face who accompanies him!

After thinking about it, the little Taoist priest said gently: "Hongyan, are you really willing to stay by my side?" ”

Snuggling his little face on the chest of the little Taoist, Suzaku rubbed it a few times with satisfaction: "Hongyan is only willing to be by the master's side, forever and forever by the master's side." ”

"Good!"

"Hongyan, I don't know how far away forever. But I promise that as long as you are a celebrity for a day, you will be a carefree, innocent and happy celebrity! ”

At night, the Ascension Immortal Land, which had been silent for most of the day, suddenly became noisy.

In the dark night, after an earth-shattering roar, one person shouted wildly: "Ascend to immortal, bliss." I want to ascend to immortality, I want bliss. I can't stand it, I can't stand it. ”

"Forget the worries, where are you, you come out, please come out. Forget the Immortal Method, I want to forget the Immortal Method. ”

"Ah, ah, ah, ascend to immortals, bliss."

The man screamed frantically and ran around the Ascension Immortal Land, banging his head against everything he saw in front of him as he ran. He slammed his head against a wall, against a tree, against a stone, as if his head was made of iron, and that a red-hot iron had been stuffed into it, and he was going to knock it open and take it out.

His roar, his madness, quickly infected every person in the Ascending Immortal Land!

Madness, just spread!

When madness has nowhere to vent, someone begins to spoil everything in sight.

Destruction, spread quickly!

Out of control, everything is out of control!

trees, which were knocked out; Flowers, trampled on; Finally, the bamboo house, was burned!

In the midst of the fires in the sky, there were dozens of ghosts crying wolves, extremely crazy people!

The little Taoist priest stood by the stone platform and watched all this. His hands were clenched into fists, and his nails were digging into his flesh, and it hurt!

His body stiffened, and he turned his head, not daring to look again.

Because he saw that more than a dozen men rushed into a bamboo house.

Then, a woman's screams rang out in the bamboo house.

That's it, Ling'er's scream!

A night of madness!

After one night, there was a mess in the land of ascending immortals!

In the mess, there was a man lying down.

A woman.

It's Ling'er, a naked Ling'er.

She lay on the ground, motionless.

And dozens of forgetful people walked up to her one by one, reached out and touched her nose, and then walked away in a trance.

The little Taoist priest knew what was going on.

Ling'er died, died a terrible death, and was brutalized to death by a dozen men who completely lost control!

She died, but the forgetful people didn't believe it. They are convinced that their life and death are only in the hands of the Forgotten Immortal, and if they don't have the permission of the Forgotten Immortal, they can't even die!

So they have to confirm one by one that Ling'er is really dead, completely dead, completely dead!

When it was confirmed, it was only a cup of tea, and a person who forgot his worries died, and he hanged himself on the largest tree in the Ascension Immortal Land.

Then a day passed, and on the largest tree, nine people were hanged.

The corpses of nine people hung there, and when the wind blew, they shook gently, as if they were whispering something!

Seeing this scene, the little Taoist priest's ears rang with a sentence that Zhang Shendao said: The forgetful people in the immortal land are all better than dead, and they all just want to die quickly. The reason why you don't die is not because you don't want to, but because you can't!

And these people who are not dead, they are alive, they are just waiting.

Tonight, there is an ascension conference! At the Immortal Ascension Conference, the Forgetfulness Immortal should appear, and the Forgetfulness Immortal Technique should be performed!

In the evening, all the forgetful people in the Valley of the Gods gathered at the temple, and they all longed for it.

But they were disappointed and desperate, and the Forgotten Worry Fairy did not appear, and he did not appear at all.

So everything is completely out of control!

The commotion, starting from the temple, swept through the Valley of the Immortals!

The forgetful people of the Ascending Immortal Land lost their minds, some wailed and cried, and some attacked everything they saw in front of them. As a result, the people who ascended to the land of immortals and the people who forgot their worries broke out into a fierce conflict.

After daybreak, the conflict intensified. The people of the Ascending Immortal Land rushed into the Land of Forgetfulness, burning, killing and looting.

People who forget their worries naturally refuse to stand by and resist desperately. After all, there are few people who ascend to the immortal land, and they gradually lose their support and retreat. The man who forgot his worries was red-eyed and chased after him.

The leader turned out to be an unexpected person for a little Taoist: Du Hengruo!

These forty-year-old scribes took the lead, leading everyone and surrounding the people who ascended to the immortal land.

Just under the feet of the little Taoist, the two groups clashed head-on.

Seeing that a bloody battle is about to break out, after this fight, in the Valley of the Immortals, I don't know how many people can live. But at this moment, the outermost one of the forgotten worries suddenly shouted.

This shout seems to have divine power, and the conflict that is about to break out is alive and abruptly stopped!

Because this man shouted, "Forget the worries! ”

Forget the worries?

The little Taoist priest hurriedly searched around, and he saw that the Forgetful Immortal, wearing a mask and a magic robe, was slowly walking towards the two groups of people and horses in the conflict, step by step!

Forget the worries, appear!