Enma's hand stopped, Song Nianyin sat in this chair, he had bent down to wipe his fingers with Song Nian, and now when he heard Song Nian's words, he sat down in the chair next to him and glanced at Song Nian.

"What does Master mean by that?"

Yan Mo naturally knew what Song Nian meant by this, but if this person still had a little bit of reluctance to hurt him, he would not have mentioned it here, and now he mentioned it, but Yan Mo did not give up, he just wanted to force Song Nian to say it sentence by sentence.

Yama sometimes felt that he was really a paranoid person, and he had already understood what Song Nian's words meant, but he asked others to sharpen the sharp edge, and then clinged to the hilt of the sword, and pierced his heart without hesitation.

Such a heart-wrenching act is the most painful part.

"Master, but I want to let you go."

Yan Mo didn't think that Song Nian's unspoken words were not exciting enough, so he actually led himself to pour them out as if he was being abused.

"No, I'm telling you to let me go."

He only realized now that he had turned back and realized that in this life he was going to waste the two flowers that bloomed on this iron tree now, and between him and Fan Wen, he was moved by his guilt, but these could not accompany Fan Wen to spend those days without him for him.

As for Enma, he knew the feelings of Enma and him, but these were also people who had not been fed and clothed for a long time, and Shure gave him clothes and food with him every day, although he didn't know where Enma's heart for him had fallen, I am afraid that most of them were also grateful.

If it is not far-reaching enough, if Song Nian is banned with him now, it will naturally be a good thing to be with him in the future.

"You guys? Am I the owner of the island at the end of the East China Sea? ”

Enma didn't expect that he wasn't going to have anything to do with them. He thought that he was the only one who was not liked by his master, but he never thought that he would not want to be accompanied by the owner of the island at the extreme point of the East China Sea. He acted like this, except for the heart that was used to being broken, and the Enma was a little vigilant.

What is he planning to do now?

Isn't it this god body that has no spiritual power at all, what kind of risk does he want to take with this?

"Master, are you hiding something from me?"

Fanwen, what are you doing in a daze? ”

This kid has excellent fairy roots, if he has to do it well, it will definitely become a great cause. Now I'll take it with me and mention a few things.

"Elder Fang, I can

Go see the Lord? ”

It's inaudible, but it's also stumbling to speak.

On that day, they returned to the extreme of the East China Sea and brought back Yu Yue, the son of the gods.

Yu Yue was arranged to be treated on the back island, and Sizhen was accompanied by the divine envoy and raised together.

He thought that what the Lord said at that time would surely be punished.

Not really.

The Lord went up to the main house, and no stranger was allowed to enter without a message.

It's been more than a month.

Fang Qing greeted those sincere eyes of spiritual energy, knowing his heart, and his concern was beyond words.

"Don't go, let's wait patiently."

"But the Lord is on him, how lonely he is in the temple alone......"

"Silly boy, the Lord has been a god for more than 100,000 years, and these days are nothing to him."

After a long time, won't you be lonely?

"Don't be lazy, go to Houdao to send medicine after practicing."

"Yes."

Back Island is a special place in the East China Sea.

It's just that the place is full of East Pearl.

Although it is not the best Wuji East Pearl, it is already a treasure.

There is no sun and moon here, and the light of the east pearl is shining with each other, just like the water.

However, in a short period of time, there was no more death on Yu Yue's face, and he stood up from the bed and waited for the little attendant to return it to Taozhi Mountain.

Even if there is no sun or moon, it is windy.

"Young Master Yu, it's not appropriate to sit outside for a long time."

"Thank you, it's just that I don't do this on weekdays, so I sat for a long time."

On weekdays, he is lying on the couch, unable to look directly at Haoran's breath, not bathed in darkness, but also monotonously tight. As far as he is concerned, the time on the back island is really a rare time with him.

"If you rejoice, why not stay a little longer?"

Life is rare and enjoyable, and if you encounter it, you are always unwilling to let it go easily.

"Is that okay?"

Fan Wen turned his face to look at his Yu Yue, and it was rare to see a happy face

, the sick face is dyed with three colors. He stretched out his hand and touched the mountain wind, squinting slightly, all of them were pleasant.

Not far away, a true divine envoy of ink color thought slowly approached.

Put down the medicine bowl and turn away.

There are only two people left.

"Do you know that I actually envy you?"

didn't turn around, and turned his back to posterity.

"You have seen most of the scenery in this world, the floating world is three thousand, the sea of clouds is thousands of miles, and the extreme of the East China Sea is the place to return."

"Really?"

Noncommittal, he sat down beside him.

"It's beautiful here."

Looking up at the pearlescent light, looking down at the sparkling water, standing in the wind between the mountains, the green forest is full of eyes, tall and proud, and the breath is free.

Unlike Taozhi Mountain, although the eyes are full of crimson, they are contaminated by the dead and depressed breath from the sand city, even if the light is there, it can't light up the sky.

"Hmm."

They've never been so close and within reach.

"Brother......

He owes this brother for a long, long time.

He was never what he was rumored.

But in order to cover up the unspeakable ugliness of the family, this family gave up him. Let him wander for a long time, and he will continue to wander in the future.

The scandal can't be revealed, and he can't recognize it.

But over the years, this stubborn disease, again and again, has forced him, and there is no way back.

He would rather he be as cold as the rumors say.

"Will you go back to Momozhi Mountain?"

The king of the East China Sea retreats, mixing the light of the East Pearl with the initial vitality of heaven and earth, if it is done, it does not shine on the sun and the moon, does not bathe in the darkness, but no longer needs to lie on the couch, and can also cultivate.

The eyes in front of him were too hot, and Sizhen turned his head.

"In the future, don't call it like that."

The side was empty again, and the slight heat source leaf dissipated in the wind.

Pick up the medicine bowl, raise your head and drink it all.

It's bitter.