Cang Wunian grabbed her slender hand and kissed it vigorously, and said angrily: "Am I afraid? There are too many stubborn and arrogant old guys in the heavenly realm, who are afraid of my power on the one hand, and live the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. They don't want to think about it, if I really have the heart to clean them up, how can they live?"

After a pause, Cang Wunian threw a resentful look at the painting allure, and said sullenly: "If it weren't for the search for you, a heartless woman, how could I use my self-surrender identity to go to the heavenly realm to be looked down upon?"

Seeing that the man rarely showed such a bullied little daughter-in-law, Hua Chengcheng couldn't help but laugh "poof", slapped his chest with another hand that was not caught by him, and said: "You don't pretend to be pitiful here, and say as if the gods in the heavenly realm are all jackals, tigers and leopards, if you want me to say, the people who dare to give you cold eyes in this world are afraid that they have not been born yet!"

Who knew that when Cang Wunian heard this, his eyes became even more resentful, "Why wasn't he born?

Hearing this, Hua Chengcheng was stunned for a moment, put on a serious thinking look, and then shook his head decisively, "No, I don't remember that I gave you a cold look." ”

Cang Wunian raised his eyebrows, poked his head into the woman's ear and whispered, "You naturally forgot everything, but I have a pen for you to remember." You have to keep your eyes open and take a closer look at the past, and you have to have some points in your heart about how to compensate me when you go back. ”

The word "compensation" deliberately accentuated the tone, and said it extremely ambiguously, painting Allure is no longer an innocent girl, how can she not understand the meaning of the man's words.

But...... Is there really a chance to go back "together"? Can we really have each other completely again?

Not to mention the memory that made Hua Allure feel the crisis and resistance, the question of whether she has experienced the ninth or tenth life in the millennium of her reincarnation has not yet been clarified, and she really can't even give the simplest promise at the moment.

Feeling that the woman's body was slightly stiff, but she was not smiling at him with a red face like usual, Cang Wunian couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Breaking the woman's shoulder, catching the gloom in her eyes that she hadn't had time to put away, Cang Wunian sighed in his heart, and gently took her into his arms, and whispered: "Anxious, entangled, hesitant, panic...... Annihilation, this is not the state we should have been. We are the pinnacle existence of this heaven and earth, even if it is the chaos of the Three Realms, we should not have such emotions. Since entering this illusion of memory, the decisions and judgments in your hearts have been repeatedly affected and wavered. Do you ever feel that we seem to be turning away from our past selves? ”

Hearing this, Hua Chengcheng was shocked, thought about it carefully, and nodded: "When you say this, it seems that this is indeed the case." Our desire to be with each other has gradually turned into suspicion and even ...... Don't dare to hold out hope anymore. ”

Cang Wunian gently patted the woman's back, looked around subconsciously, took a deep breath and said, "Let's just take all this as a test between us, we have experienced so many twists and turns in the past, and we still meet again after all, right?"

"It still takes a hundred years for mortals to cultivate and sleep together, how can the fate between you and me be cultivated for a hundred years and a thousand years? We are not people who are easily emotional, once we are emotional, it is immortal. There are still many years to go between now and the day we fall. So this time...... Promise me, no matter what, don't let go again. ”

"No matter what, don't let it go again......" Painter muttered a repeat.

"That's right, don't let go. Your Three Realms, your sentient beings, are also mine from now on. If you can't protect it alone, then I'll accompany you and help you protect it together. Cang Wunian narrowed his eyes slightly, and subconsciously hugged the woman tightly, his tone resolute.

The word "good" slipped out of the mouth of the painting Allure so naturally, she rested her head on the man's chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat, but a strange thought suddenly appeared in her heart—she felt that she had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, and it was too long...... It seems a little late.

The surrounding environment was still changing, but neither of them was in the mood to investigate what was happening in the current memory illusion.

After embracing each other quietly for a long time, Hua Chengcheng's heart suddenly moved, and he asked, "Ah Nian, when did Yun Rui leave the Shura Realm and go to the Human Realm?"

Cang Wunian replied without thinking: "Didn't you hear it just now? I told her that I had been looking for you for more than 500 years, and that was naturally more than 500 years after you and I first met. ”

Hearing this, Hua Chengcheng frowned slightly, and said, "But before I came to your memory illusion, more than six hundred years have passed over from my side! Could it be that in the more than five hundred years before I met Qingci for the second time, something else happened that I didn't know, so my memory illusion swept that part and jumped directly into the part where I met the young Qingci?"

Cang Wunian thought about it for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "That painting!"

"You mean Luo Fan?" said Allure in surprise.

Cang Wunian nodded, "If I'm not mistaken, Luo Fan should be more than 1,300 years old now, right?"

"Well, since I was born, I have not heard many people in the clan talk about him, and his age should be unmistakable. ”

That's right, before Yun Rui went to the human world, Luo Fan was already over 100 years old, and in order to become a painting soul, he left the painting clan alone to experience in the world. Not long after Yun Rui went to the human world, they met, and only then did they have the things that happened later. Cang Wunian said lightly.

"But there is nothing related to that painting in the memory illusion, how did he go to the human world?" asked Hua Chengcheng suspiciously.

Cang Wunian spread his hands, "I don't know, but the most likely explanation is that the painting was made by Zhixia, and the brush used to paint is a mirage made of your hair." So when the painting was completed, it had an extraordinary aura.

"Later, the painting sat in your study for more than 20,000 years, and even if you never touched it again, it had already been nurtured by your divine power over time, and gradually produced some wonderful changes. ”

Hua Chengcheng frowned when he heard this, and hesitated: "Then you mean, Luo Fan should actually be a bearded spirit?"

Cang Wunian shook his head, "It shouldn't be a spirit, if he is a spirit, how could Hua Wuxian not be able to see it when we were in Mount Meru." ”

"That's strange, it's not a spirit or a magic, what should he be? Could it be that a person in a painting can be reincarnated as a mortal by himself?"

Cang Wunian patted Allure's shoulder, slightly hooked the corners of his mouth and comforted: "There's no point in thinking so much now, it won't be long before you in the memory illusion will naturally give us the answer." However, there are many extraordinary existences in this world, and it is not only demons who jump out of the Three Realms and are not in the Five Elements. As long as there is enough opportunity and blessing, it is not impossible to come to this world and embark on a journey and then achieve positive results. ”

Hua Chengcheng nodded and sighed softly, "Luo Fan, Luo Fan...... It turns out that his name has long been told to us, and he is a painting man who has fallen into the dust by mistake. I have a feeling that there seems to be a deeper meaning to his existence. ”

While the two were talking, the picture in the memory illusion returned to Luohe Palace, and the owner of the palace, Mi Ling, was sitting in front of the desk in the study, holding a brush in her hand, not knowing what was written on the paper.

As it was written, a woman's call suddenly came from outside the door, and judging from the tone, the mood of the person who came was quite happy.

The wind whispered and shook his head slightly, simply stopped his movements, and put the pen on the pen stand beside him.

"Sister Feng Yan, Sister Feng Yan!" The voice came from far and near, and soon a woman in a goose yellow wide-sleeved skirt appeared in Feng Yan's study.

Feng Yan raised his head to look at her, and asked lightly, "What is it that makes our young master so happy?"

Frost-dyed Yi grinned, and a flash came to Feng Yan's side, and before she could answer, her eyes were attracted by the drawing paper on the woman's desk.

"Huh, sister, what is this writing?" Frost-dyed clothes asked suspiciously, staring at the strange runes scattered on the white drawing paper.

Feng Yan glanced at her lightly and replied, "The runes that the ancestors finally created and handed down through the revelation of Luo Shu and Hetu can pass through the spirit of heaven and earth and create all the enchantment formations in the world, do you want to learn?"

When Frost Dye Yi heard this, he immediately shrunk his neck, and shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, no! Such subtle and profound techniques are only suitable for a talented woman like you, sister." I have this qualification...... Don't insult the prestige of Fu Xi's old man!"

What are you kidding, even the promotion of cultivation is only under the strong pressure of her brother Kong Lijun, who is the great priest, and she is reluctant to practice hard, for the frost-dyed clothes who are in charge of the heirs of the beings of the Three Realms, learning this most obscure, boring and difficult thing in heaven and earth, she would rather go to the Western Elysium to listen to the Buddha's scriptures for hundreds of years.

Seeing that the girl next to her regarded the runes on her desk as the appearance of a flood beast, Feng Yan couldn't help but shake her head, then stood up, and asked as she walked out of the study, "If you don't study, let's talk about the purpose of your trip." ”

Being reminded by the wind annihilation, the frost-dyed clothes quickly regained their emotions when they came, and they ran to her side in two steps, and with a single move, a golden greeting note appeared in her hand.