Don't have gloom and hatred, silence is better than sound at this time......

Leaving with, embracing like a beautiful flower, the steps of climbing the steps, wanting to go fast, taking off in the air, light and agile, silent.

Magic weapon, with him, life and death: Zhan Lu was driven by his master's heart, flew out of him, circled in the crypt of the Snake Palace for three weeks, sucked the soul of the fox demon who died in battle into the sword body, and flew back to Lihe's body, hanging on his waist, and swaying out of a dashing piece.

The demon pestle, entrusted with the body of the old master Phoenix Mu, followed behind Mu Luo, Zhixi and Mu Luo walked side by side, climbed the steps, and slowly flew into the air.

The white fox led the fox clan, and they all left the snake palace and finally reached the ground. But behold, on the earth:

Looking at the inside and outside of the world, only reckless; Up and down the river, surging all at once. The flood poured down the mountains and the sea, and the villages, all buried by the water, without a trace, as if they had never existed in this world.

When the demon dies, there is still a magic weapon to kill the soul, but the human being, when he is dead, there are no bones left.

"After seven days, I'm afraid there will be no one alive." Leaving Ling Bo and stepping on the water: "However, Niang Niang is dying, there is no owner in the Six Realms, and the heroes of flood control in the past ---- worked together, and now they have personally drawn this mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, so that the world can fill it." What should I do about it in the future?

"Sooner or later, I will settle this account with the co-workers!" The white fox, who once 'shot the two tigers in the empty camp, turned around and wore a bow and crossbow', with a wave of his sleeves, the snake palace under the ground behind him collapsed, the enchantment was broken, and the flood was like a note, pouring through the old cave of the snake king.

The village of Gouyu Dongshan was completely destroyed, but only the Xishan Green Capsule Museum was maintained by demonic power, and it was lucky to survive. The villagers of Gouyu are close to the water, and they are in trouble and run here, and the green capsule pavilion is full of devastation.

Lihe originally wanted to place Hannian in Rending Courtyard, because the Qingbao courtyard is one into two houses, and the rest of the courtyards are all one house and one medicine girl, only Rending Courtyard is Zhixi alone, and the other house is empty. However, now, as soon as he arrived at the green bag, he saw a rush and crying, and the green bag was full of refugees and overcrowded.

In this world, human tragedy is the most difficult to see, because it is unbearable. They have no skills and no cultivation, they are in trouble, they are unarmed, and they don't even have the ability to take care of themselves.

Leaving and looking at the thoughts under the eyes, he was already unconscious. had to take her back to her own Jingyuan to settle.

Mu Luo didn't know how to bury his father, according to the clan rules, who is in the hands of the demon pestle, who is the lord of the wood clan, now the phoenix wood is dead, and the demon pestle is in the hands of Mu Luo, it is a matter of course, Mu Luo took over the position of the leader of the Mu clan, but this leader should be, how unworthy of the name, he doesn't even know where his Mu clan is now.

"I, the master of the wood, really have a breeze on my sleeves, and I can't even see the shadow of the clan demon. Father, you teach me, what should I do? ”

He was holding his father's corpse in pain, and the phoenix wood primordial spirit was scattered, and at this moment, inch by inch, it turned into wood. Mu Luo but felt that his hands were hard, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that his father had turned into a phoenix branch, and he carried his father in his arms, which was also a kind of companionship and comfort all the time.

In the mountain years, when it is warm and cold, it is the most difficult to rest. Zhixi's steps became slower and slower, and she felt that the cold air was invading her body, and she couldn't help herself. Mu Luo took off his outer coat and draped it over her. The two demons who have nowhere to go, each other's foam, keep each other warm, and they have to follow the Jingyuan to ask for a lodging.

The white fox sent the fox clan back to the cave to rest, and he wanted to discuss with Lihe about how to calm the flood, so he went to Jingyuan together.

Five people walked together, walked through the flower path, and the meandering water flowed quietly, experiencing the warm and ironing atmosphere exuded by the last beautiful old soil.

"I didn't expect his residence to be so quiet and elegant." Zhixi said softly. The voice floated to Lihe's ears, Lihe glanced back at her, saw the wooden coat she was wearing, her throat tightened, she wanted to say something, but she didn't say it, and turned around again, leaving only a more and more bleak back, waiting for the people behind her, slowly figuring it out.

"You haven't been here?" Mu Luo was surprised, looked at Zhixi, who was like a flower and jade beside him, and asked, with an inexplicable joy in his tone, and said in his heart: I thought that he treated you all day long, and he was so affectionate and righteous that even I could see it at a glance. Unexpectedly, it's nothing more than that. I don't even know where I live.

Come to think of it, the love is still shallow.

When he arrived at the innermost secret room, he stopped and said, "Just here, it's warmer." As he spoke, he gently lowered the thought in his arms to the bed.

Muluo looked around, fresh everywhere, saw the place where the flowers and vines weaved the mat, suddenly felt elegant, and the anti-guest greeted Zhixi: "Zhixi, this flower and rattan weaving mat, want to come to your favorite." Come, come and sit. So saying, he sat down uninvited on the fluffy rabbit down cushion, and saw a handkerchief with blue silk and splendid silk falling there.

Mu Luo put the green silk brocade handkerchief, pinched it in his hand, lifted it, the fragrance overflowed, Mu Luo looked at the back of the futon who was still folding the futon for Han Nian, and smiled: "Lihe, in your house, there are women's things." ”

Mu Luo shook the green silk handkerchief, Zhixi saw that there was also a green fox embroidered on it, vividly, inexplicably, she felt sad. I can't tell, I can't tell.

"There's your real body on this, Green Fox," Muluo said with a smile. This time, even the white fox came over to see that his son had a sweetheart, but he, the father, didn't know anything about it.

Lihe turned around and saw the green silk handkerchief, he was stunned at first, because he didn't know who it was, but after thinking about it, his secret room, only before going to find the snake's den, Hannian had been here, and the position where Mu Luo sat was exactly where she had sit, presumably she had fallen here.

"I don't know, it should be with thoughts," after leaving, he felt that it was very inappropriate.

Mu Luo coaxed: "You brought Hannian here for a tryst!" ”

"Not what you think!" Lihe's face suddenly turned red, when he said this, he was not facing Mu Luo, but looking at Zhixi, afraid that she would misunderstand. Zhixi was still inexplicably sad, so she deliberately turned her face away and avoided his panicked eyes.

"Leave!" The white fox was excited for a while, and yelled at his son: "Since you have affection for her, why bother to withdraw from the marriage contract, you two tied the knot, but it cleared up how many gossips you have with her in the demon realm, and you can also please the Mo sect master, wouldn't it be a both?" I have to have a private meeting here. The gentleman is frank, sits upright, and behaves rightly, if you want her, I can wipe my face a little more, and go to re-mention the family matter with Mohu, why bother secretly? ”

"Engagement? Gossip, re-mention of marriage? In Zhixi's mind, 100,000 whys turned. Lihe is a green fox she doesn't understand, and a strange Lihe. I was so amorous that I thought I was moved by her.

Yes, in just three days, who expects whom, can be deeply rooted? Thinking like this, Zhixi let herself die.

"Father, no, I said it's not what you think!" Detachment and sudden anger. He looked at Zhixi, but Zhixi never even glanced at him. He saw that she seemed to be shivering, that she was cold.

"Zhixi, you go out!" He wanted to drive Zhixi away, he knew that she was afraid of the cold, and he didn't want her to continue to listen to Muluo and the white fox sing and harmonize here, and make up for his past and future with Hannian, his past, his future, he just wanted to be with her.

Zhixi turned around, tears unconsciously, wet eyes. Leaving this noisy eviction order completely cooled her heart.

"Go back to the green bag now!" He realized that his tone might have been too fierce just now, maybe the words didn't make sense, he looked at Zhixi's back, his voice dropped an octave, and added.

Her steps were a little flustered, she accidentally touched the screen, and the co-workers hidden behind her, seeing that she had revealed her whereabouts, she jumped out of thin air, and a thunderbolt of light slashed towards Zhixi.

Mu Luo, who was worried about Zhixi being chased away, saw the co-worker's sneak attack, and an arrow step blocked behind Zhixi, but probably because his cultivation was too poor, the thunderbolt light passed through his body, but the power was not weak at all, and it still attacked Zhixi's back.

Leaving and overlapping figures, flashed between Muluo and Zhixi, and blocked the aftermath for Zhixi.

Mu Luo spat blood, knelt on one knee, and the demon pestle was supported on the ground by his right hand, supporting his body.

Zhixi felt that there was wind behind her, and the moment she looked back, the aftermath of the thunderbolt passed through Mu Luo's body, and then through Lihe's body, hitting her heart. Zhixi vomited blood and fell to the ground.

The co-workers fled, and the white fox chased after him, but to no avail. The co-workers are like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"You have practiced for thousands of years in vain, and your foundation is so weak. I couldn't even catch the aftermath of his palm. Lihe hugged Zhixi in his arms and said distressedly. Saying that, he freed his left hand to give her demon power to maintain her life, but he was injured himself, and then saved Zhixi, plus the hollow lock devouring yuan was aggravated, but he was just unable to do it.

"Aren't you going to drive me away," Zhixi was about to die, and she stupidly came up with this sentence: "If I die like this, won't it be as you wish, lest you have to work hard to protect me every day and repay my mother for saving your life." ”

"What are you thinking about in your head," Li He didn't understand why Zhixi's thinking was always so biased, unpredictable, obviously too badly injured, she was not worried about her own life and death, but all these trivial and inconsequential corners: "In this cave, is the source of the nameless stream, the cool breath is too heavy, your body is weak, and you can't stand it at all." Even Muluo's low Dao Xing is much stronger than you! ”

When he said this, Zhixi knew that he pitied himself, and the corners of his mouth actually smiled. She was so jealous that she didn't even know it.

When Mu Luo heard this, he wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, knowing that he was happy with him again, and ridiculed the bitter atmosphere between him and Zhixi. He walked over step by step and said, "All of them are using me as a comparison object!" Am I really that bad? ”，

Ignoring him, and afraid of being distracted, Zhixi will go crazy with him, so she concentrates on healing her. However, Zhixi's breath gradually weakened, like a wandering spirit.

Often, behind the calm on the surface is the turbulent and turbulent waves. Unexpectedly, just seeing her smiling, at this moment, her hand hung down weakly, her body was colder, colder, colder, and it killed her.

In the red dust, the last smile turned out to be a return to the light.

Human life is so fragile, not to mention that Zhixi is only half a person. I don't know when and where, there will be a flying disaster to stop breathing. Zhixi is young, and she still fantasizes about the future from time to time, she has never gone to school, but she is full of poetry and books, and she has never been treated well, but she is as tough as iron, but she never thought that one day, she was stabbed to death by the aftermath of this Pu like a cicada's wings.

Lihe wanted to renew her life, but she couldn't stand it, and her breath, a little bit, was scattered. Now not only are my arms cold, but even my body has no temperature through my clothes.

He was hysterical and howling like a wolf, not as docile as a fox. Tears, unstoppable, dripped down her cheeks.

Silence, a huge silence, at this moment, but wrapped Mu Luo. So caught off guard, so unacceptable, Muluo was fixed there, his eyes wide and dumbfounded, it was an unbelievable and unprepared sluggishness, he couldn't even call her name. Helpless, helpless, all wrong!

Raised clumsy and silent, depressed and ancient. Silent, poisonous, and dyable. The two guarded Zhixi's corpse, speechless.

"Murder! Killed! Gonggong went to the Green Capsule Pavilion and killed someone! If it weren't for Dian'er suddenly running in and shouting at them in a panic, they wouldn't know how to sit until it was dark.

It turned out that the co-worker smelled the breath of people, saw that the white fox had returned, killed a horse pistol, and slaughtered more than half of the Green Capsule Pavilion, sucking his soul. Even the big-bellied girl who was wailing in pain and in labor did not let go, the sword pierced the heart, the sword was drawn, and the person died!

This woman in labor, the baby in her womb, is the life that Zhixi once used in the mountains to snatch back from the ghost door book!

The reincarnation of the world has a fixed number: good is rewarded with good, evil is rewarded with evil, it is not that it is not reported, the time has not yet come.

Zhixi once fought for her life and inadvertently sowed a seed of good thoughts, and now, she is coming to save her life.

Zhixi's gradually drifting soul did not die out because there was nowhere to take it. Instead, she was summoned and attracted by the heart of the baby girl in her womb, and every bit of it was injected into the body of the dead woman's child. The good cause she sowed, now God is rewarding her and bearing good fruit for her.

From that moment on, Zhixi, with the surname Jing, became a posthumous son.