Ye'er and the ghost didn't say a word, this matter is a little tricky. This will detract from Qingyun's blessing of cultivating immortals. Although these two people are really hateful, they can't do it themselves.

"If you want to kill someone, you can leave Wuhua immediately, but you can't let this place be stained with a little blood." A cold woman's voice came.

Everyone looked at a woman in red who walked over with a man. The woman is dressed in red, playful and cute, with a kind of charm. The man was dressed in black, wearing a jade mask, and exuding cold air all over his body, a good couple.

The people who came were Tongyin and Darkchen.

The people on the other side of the Nangong family were overjoyed when they heard this, and they quickly stepped forward to help Nangong Li'er, Qiu'er, and Shui'er, who had fainted, who had been beaten inhumanly. Nangong Lei arched his hand to Tongyin and said politely: "Then let's go down first." ”

"Hmm!" Kirion replied softly, brushing the door of the closed wooden house. I always felt that the people in the room would be her biggest competitors. Even if you don't meet her, you will inevitably be jealous in your heart.

"Childe?" The ghost called softly, could it be that Darkstar really ignored this culprit?

"Everything is handled by Tongyin, follow the local customs, and you have to listen to others on other people's territory." Darkchen said lightly, and continued to keep his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ye'er clenched his fists, Your Highness, this is too much. Is this a love of the new and a dislike of the old, and want to abandon his master?

The ghost didn't know how to speak, or whether to speak for his master.

Qingyun in the room listened to the sound outside, and only felt that he had been stabbed in his heart again. Grit your teeth and keep yourself from thinking. I kept telling myself that I hadn't heard anything.

"Then son, let's go back, it's enough to take a walk. If you go any longer, you'll be tired. Tongyin gently took Dark Chen's hand and said coquettishly.

Dark Chen answered, and Tongyin helped him back.

The thunder god in the sky looked at this scene, and couldn't help but feel a little ironic, all the likes were fake. is so cruel to the boy, it's really a love for one. The most ruthless, not the emperor's family, but His Highness the God of Death!

The two walked away side by side, and Qingyun watched this scene from the window. My heart began to hurt again, my eyes were red, and tears were not flowing out, and I reached out and tore off the mask.

The heartache is really uncomfortable!

"Master?" Ye'er looked at this scene, and his heart began to ache.

"Let's go, I want to be alone." Qingyun pretended to be relaxed and turned back to the bed. Holding my knees, I sat there quietly and reminisced about the happy times of these days.

The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable it becomes, and I feel that everything in the past is illusory, and the past is the past, and it cannot bring any usefulness to the future. She, Qingyun fell out of favor. is no longer protected by the noble Death Temple, and has become a girl who is disliked everywhere.

I couldn't help but make a choked sound, and tears kept flowing down. Buried his face in his knees, tears all the way down his dress.

"Don't be too sad, master." Ye'er still couldn't help but scream, how could he bear to let his master cry for a day.

The ghost just felt upset, what was going on?

He is embarrassed enough, on one side is the master, on the other hand is the woman he loves, brother, it's so difficult to choose.

Qingyun didn't answer, and continued to cry, but put away his choked voice and didn't let himself make a sound.

Ye'er glared at the ghost who was quite irritated on the side, and felt that this guy liked the new and hated the old as his master, and played with other people's feelings at will. With a cold snort, he rushed to one place, ready to find some delicious and fun food, and come back to make Qingyun happy.

The ghost had no choice but to follow, but the more he followed Ye'er, the faster he ran. The two of them chased me straight to another area, which was full of red fruits, which looked a bit like hearts, fluttering and pounding.

Looking at it was a little scary, Ye'er stared at the thing for a long time, and didn't know what it was.

"What are you talking about?" Ye'er didn't know, so he had to ask aloud.

"It's kind of like a human heart." The ghost stared at it for a long time and gave an inaccurate answer.

I don't dare to touch it, I'm afraid that this thing is not clean.

This piece doesn't look like a forbidden area, nor does it look like a fairy land, how can there be such a peculiar fruit?

The two of them were still walking, counting, looking, a full ninety-nine fruits. A fruit is not yet the same size, and the color is different. It's really like a heart that is black and purple, bright red, and light red. The more I look at it, the more I feel like a heart, and I feel inexplicably panicked.

Suddenly sensing that someone was coming, the two of them hid directly next to the trees.

As soon as the man approached, the fruit jumped more and more violently, and it was about to fall from the tree.

"Is it dead and unchanging, or do you really love me so much? See how restless I am. Tongyin's voice was slightly cold, and she felt more and more disgusted when she looked at these men who had failed her.

The men did not become puppets, but only the heart and consciousness were left, and everything else was fed to the jackals, tigers and leopards.

See a stinky man who loves one and is not qualified to stain her flowerlessness. The more Tongyin thought about it, the colder her heart became, and she finally met an excellent and dedicated man, and she must get it.

The fruit was beating more and more, as if it was unwilling, and one of them really fell to the ground.

Kirion stepped on it fiercely, and when she heard a bang, her heart broke. It took hundreds of years to meet these stinky men, but none of them left a foothold for her, either to find a new love, or to ruin her appearance for another woman. These human beings are not worthy of a good death and do not deserve pure love.

The fruit on the tree was frightened, and he felt a little panicked about the departure of his companion. I didn't dare to move, even if the wind came, I twisted my body and didn't dare to move.

With a cold snort, she opened her hands, and countless red lights gathered the fruits on the tree, flying towards her hands one by one, breaking as soon as she got closer, and the residue left behind lay calmly on her hands.

Kirion recited a strange spell, and the residue of those fruits turned into a fruit. It was fiery and red, slowly becoming smaller until it became the size of a pill before stopping.

He muttered, "If the woman eats the fruit of this flower, I am afraid that the fruit will not be of any interest in her anymore." ”

After saying that, he hurried away with the fruit.

The ghost and Ye'er appeared in shape, looking at this scene with mixed feelings, this woman is not mortal. Did this woman deliberately let her master have an argument with Qingyun, and then led her to go farther and farther?

Both men were determined not to allow this to happen.

After glancing at each other, they hurriedly went back to protect their masters.

I waited for two days and nothing happened, thinking that this was the end of the matter. In hindsight, things may just start.

Ye'er has always been by Qingyun's side, and from time to time he said something interesting to make her happy, but Qingyun never smiled or spoke. He was a little discouraged for two days, and his master was really defeated.

The ghost was no better, and he had never been able to get close to Darkchen's side to remind him to pay attention to this woman. I could only watch them go in and out of each other, getting closer and closer.

Finally, Wuhua is going to hold a happy event, and everyone gathers together, and finally ushers in another meeting.

The land was full of flowers, and there were many delicious fruits, as if to serve something.

Qingyun wore a mask and looked at all this with cold and blank eyes. In the end, it also fell on the man who was also wearing a mask and was only two or three meters away from her. A strange feeling rose from the bottom of my heart, and the man became more and more distant and strange.

After staring at him for a long time, the man didn't come back to look at him. In the end, he turned his gaze away and stared at something else, deciding that he would no longer be sentimental, even if he was really reluctant to do so.

Tong Yin was still holding Dark Chen's hand and staring at this masterpiece she had deliberately arranged.

The eldest lady herself presided over it, and there was a large prey on it, which was roasted red and served a strange Buddha statue. It's not like a Buddha statue, it's not like an immortal, it's not a demon.

The enshrined figure is none other than Kirion.

Tongyin is an acacia fruit in the fairy fruit, and he came to the mortal world by chance, so he refused to go back, and repeatedly moved the mortal heart, but no one tracked down the matter. So she stayed in the mortal realm for hundreds of years.

It has always been the breath of the incense Buddha that someone has provided for her, and it will make her more and more like a fairy.

This worship is nothing more than to inhale more incense Buddha breath so that he can cope with the thunder.

"This is the immortal that we have served for generations, an annual memorial service, and I hope that all guests and clansmen will personally incense." The eldest lady said loudly on it, took the lead in lighting three incense sticks, and kowtowed a few heads to show her bow.

Qingyun saw at a glance that the portrait above was not Tongyin? I want her to worship her, and I daydream about it.

I didn't want to continue participating, so I turned around and prepared to leave.

"Isn't Miss Qingyun going to worship? If you don't worship, you're not welcome. "How could Tongyin be willing to let Qingyun leave, but just to make her kowtow to her portrait, which is natural.

Tongyin's shout attracted the attention of many people. There is blame in all of his eyes, blame, Qingyun is not sensible, and he has to make a good worship, and he has to make it look like this.

Qingyun sighed and breathed tightly, "I am tired and have no intention of participating in these worships. If I wanted to drive away, I would leave immediately. ”

Ye'er clenched his fists on the side, and wanted to bully his master again. There were a thousand and hundreds of impulses in my heart to step forward and beat this woman up. It's obviously such a disgusting face, so I have to pretend to be high here.

"I don't mean to drive away, but when you come to us, you have to follow our rules. Is that right? Son! Tongyin said, pulling the sleeves of Dark Chen's clothes and sprinkling coquettishly.

Dark Chen officially glanced up at Qingyun, feeling that this little fox was becoming more and more disobedient, and he didn't know how to restrain his temper. Without fairy power, he can't protect the little fox, can't he be well-behaved?

coughed and said, "Qingyun, don't make trouble, worship obediently." ”

Qingyun only felt sarcastic, and replied coldly: "I don't want to, I'm different from them, I don't have the life to kneel." If Master likes it, kneel down on your own. ”

With that, he turned around and trotted away.

Ye'er quickly followed, this place was not for people, and he wanted to leave.