In the misty Ninefold Wonderland, in a splendid palace, on the finely carved golden seat, a person opened his eyes violently, and his originally petrified face gradually became vivid. The immortal attendant shouted in surprise.

"My emperor is awake. My emperor woke up. His cries were heard far away. The originally dead palace boiled over after a moment.

The person in the seat glanced at him coldly and shouted in a low voice, "Shut up." ”

The immortal attendant was immediately silenced, bowed down in fear, and did not dare to breathe.

The person on the seat slowly stood up, stepped out of the hall, and stood in front of the door, he looked up into the distance, and looked at it for a long time before he said to the immortal attendant beside him, "How long have I been asleep?"

"Two thousand years."

He took a nap, and two thousand years passed. Many things are still as they were yesterday, but the world has changed. The emotions surging in his heart slammed into his chest. He's back. Where is she The first person he wanted to see when he woke up was her, and she never had him in her heart. For that person, she turned against him, loved her for so many years with him, and was willing to give up even the position of emperor, as a result.

A sneer spread on his lips, since he couldn't get it, he didn't want to get it. How could the woman he liked be a bride?

Two thousand years, she has been gone for two thousand years, why does he think of her for the first time when he wakes up, why does his heart ache when he thinks about her, she is a deadly poison, his soul is scattered, he flies, and he still doesn't let him go.

The immortal servant subconsciously shrank into a ball, and the air pressure on the emperor's body was so low that the bones in his body were about to be shattered. He won't be the first person the emperor wakes up to meet misfortune.

The emperor's face was so ugly, and the moody emperor made him, a low-level immortal, worry about his life at any time. As an immortal servant who is good at slandering and observing feelings, he has been able to live and serve the emperor for so many years, thanks to his cleverness. The emperor's appearance is that he misses someone, and that person is the emperor's reverse scale, everyone knows it, but no one dares to mention half a word.

"In the years that I have been asleep, have any major events happened?"

The immortal waiter held his heart and feared, and replied calmly, "Emperor Qiqi, everything is calm." ”

Nothing big. It's good that the man died cleanly, too. His sacrifice was worth it. It's just that she's gone.

is gone, and he has to spend the years since then alone.

No, when he woke up just now, he obviously felt a strong familiar breath passing by. The man wasn't dead yet, it was still his delusion.

A touch of cruelty flashed in his eyes, she was no longer there, and the culprit should not still exist. He would not allow the man to have the slightest chance of surviving.

Flip open the palm of your left hand and run your right index finger across the palm. The blood bubbled out and slowly gathered in the palm of his hand, and the blood that gathered into a clump quickly condensed into a humanoid object. He raised his hand and threw the Bloodball Man out. The Blood Bead Man drew a red parabola in the air, and when he landed, he was as big as a normal person. The facial features are exquisite, the eyebrows are picturesque, and the beautiful boy is beautiful.

"Go and find it."

The beautiful boy bowed his head respectfully, then turned around and flew away, disappearing in the blink of an eye. He transformed people with his heart, and a wisp of his own divine consciousness was planted in it. He will definitely be able to help him find that person, and no matter what method he uses, he wants that person to disappear forever.

Ling Youyou looked up at Jiu Hao suspiciously, and suddenly her aura became stronger, making her feel both strange and very familiar, so contradictory.

Soon Jiu Hao put away the pressure of forgiveness, and his eyebrows softened again. He looked at the person in his arms over and over again, tracing her outline with his fingers little by little, and suddenly smiled.

"It's still the first time I saw it, but I'm more mature."

What did he mean when he first saw him.

"Blind, I've matured a long time ago, before I met you."

"Oh, that's weird, why is it different from the naughty ghost I remember, maybe you're a fake"

"Naughty ghost" When did she become naughty in front of Jiu Hao, she would be coquettish at most, and she would learn to be a gentle and virtuous woman, not naughty, not naughty.

"Do You Have a Triple Personality?"

Jiu Hao smiled but did not answer.

"Well, I wouldn't guess that. Do you count as one and three souls?"

"What one body and three souls, I am still me, even if the soul is broken, there is still only me."

"But the way you look now is not the same as just now."

"That's because you're only seeing me in my entirety now. I have many things to say to you, and we go outside. ”

The night is extremely quiet, and the night sky is full of stars. No one came to disturb them, a rare peace and tranquility. Ling Youyou was lying in Jiu Hao's arms, and the night couldn't stop her from looking at him.

"Follow me, who is your master?"

The first question asked her master, why questions are questions, and she didn't plan to ask them, because there was no time to waste on unnecessary puzzles.

"Qianyuan Immortal Realm, he is the Yuanzun, and he is the boss."

"When did you worship him as a teacher?"

"I'm an immortal fetus, I was born into an immortal family, I am very good, I don't know when I will be promoted to an immortal, I don't remember what I experienced before."

"Immortal fetus, there are very few immortal fetuses in this world, you are very lucky. Your master, his real name is not Sanyuan?"

"Ah, it seems." She really didn't ask about this, and it seems that she listened to Si's orders once.

"Sure enough, it's him." Jiu Hao said clearly.

Ling Youyou sat up suddenly, grabbed Jiu Hao's arm, and asked anxiously, "How do you know if you remember anything from my master?"

Jiu Hao smiled, squeezed her hand, and patted it gently, "Don't worry, I know him, naturally I know him." My emperor did think of something. ”

"Do you really remember, then our first meeting, the real first meeting, do you also remember?"

His eyes darkened, yes, such an unforgettable moment, how he didn't remember.

"You'll remember one too. Your master is a good man. ”

"Naturally, he's a good guy."

"He should be three thousand years old by now."

"Blind, my master's age can't be only 3,000 years old, 30,000 years old is not like it, he is 300,000 years old, I believe it."

Jiu Hao was slightly stunned, "It's hard for him to be so old." ”

Gently holding Ling Youyou's hand, "Trust me, believe in him, you and I will resolve all bad luck after all." Remember, keep at it and we'll get what we want. ”

"You made me insist"

"Yes, no matter how hard it is, you have to persevere. This is cultivation, it is cultivation that is suffering, and only by suffering from suffering can you become an immortal god. ”

"This is my practice, yours"

What is the exchange of death again and again, is it also a practice, but she has never heard of such a cultivation school, if he can concentrate the power of each of his lives, he will become extremely powerful. If he is still in such a lifetime of reincarnation, how can he be powerful to the peak.

A colorful light flashed under Jiu Hao's eyes, and he was silent for a moment, "If you practice, I will practice, and you and I are one." ”，，，

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