Seeing that she was determined to leave, Qingyang didn't stop her, just sat there, motionless, like a statue.

His fate with her was shallow, and it was he who forced that trace of love.

He was born ruthless, and her appearance made him go against the sky to maintain their weak affection.

"Mother, am I wrong?" A tear crossed the handsome face, "But, I don't want to ......"

He never imagined that the two of them would be so passionately together, but in the end they separated peacefully.

Since Geumsan was farewell, Yu Jin drank heavily all day long, drank again when he woke up, fell asleep after drinking, drank and drank, and often fell asleep.

On this day, Yu Jin finally sobered up a little, and Ye Luo dared to step forward and comforted, "God, ruining your body like this makes people worry about it." ”

Yu Jin rubbed the corners of his forehead and sneered, "Worried?" The only person who would worry about himself was lost by himself and could never be recovered.

"God, don't be drinking."

Yu Jin nodded, Ye Luo was too worried, this body was fine, but his heart hurt here, that kind of heart-rending pain. This wine is not as strong as the plum blossoms in the idle world, nor is it like the warm wine he often brews for himself, he is used to drinking him, but his own alcohol is not as good as before.

"God," Ye Luo said thoughtfully, "Celestial rumors, do you know?"

"What rumors? About brother-in-law? Yu Jin got up and looked at the flower path on the desk, "Those are nonsense, you don't need to pay attention to them." ”

Ye Luo nodded, helped her sit down and said, "Drink some tea, wake up the bar." He poured a cup of tea and handed it over.

"Koreyuki?" She poked the leaves of Zhiyuki, and only after half a sound did Zhiyuki slowly raise her head, sleepy-eyed, yawning, "God, are you awake?"

"What's wrong with you, so sleepy."

Zhi Xing looked at Yu Jin's expression a little tired, and sighed and said, "God, you drank too much wine, and everywhere it smelled, making me drunk." ”

"Well, not next time, I'll be fine." Turning his head, he instructed Ye Luodao, "Open the window and let out the smell of wine." "I thought I had been in the temple for a long time, and I didn't pay much attention to it.

Ye Luo pushed open the window, and a breeze mixed with fragrance blew in. After opening the window, Yu Jin felt that the wine in the hall was strong, looked up at the courtyard, looked surprised, and said with a puzzled face, "I remember that there is no such flower in the courtyard, when was it planted?" Shouldn't this flower bloom at such a time of year, and you planted it when the leaves fall? ”

Yu Jin asked repeatedly, Ye Luo didn't know which one to answer, and when he saw the god walking out, Ye Luo took a complicated look and followed.

Pale flowers, exuding a fragrance, and the soft sunlight is shining, competing to open. Falling flowers, Yu Jin stepped on it, felt soft, lowered his head and sniffed, and his melancholy emotions were also a little more relaxed.

Ye Luo saw that she looked very good and did not speak. In the past few days, Qingyang's predecessors have been here many times, standing quietly in front of the temple at night, and leaving at dawn, this flower was planted by his own hands, and the gods didn't know. Ye Luo sometimes wondered why the gods wanted to separate from him if Qingyang's predecessors were so good. It was the first time she had seen Qingyang's predecessor so sad.

She also didn't understand why Qingyang's predecessors had done so much secretly and didn't tell God. This palace has been cast by Qingyang's predecessors, one can be a hundred flowers, and the other is indeed a barrier, which can prevent people from exploring it.

Luan Palace

Yu Qian lay on the soft couch in the courtyard, looking weakly at the blooming flowers in the garden, sometimes opening his eyes, sometimes half-closed. Zi Qi and Zi Luo sat on the side, bowing their heads and embroidering flowers.

A flower landed steadily on Yu Qian's gorgeous clothes, she opened her eyes in shock, her fingers twisted the flower slightly, coughed, and said, "This flower is blooming so well today." ”

"Your Majesty, this flower is blooming very gorgeously today," Ziluo put down the embroidery picture, poured a cup of tea, and brought it to Yu Qian's mouth.

She drank a little, her voice still a little hoarse, "I don't know, how is Ah Jin." ”

"Yu Jinshang is naturally very good, Your Majesty, don't worry, the most important thing is to take care of your body at the moment." Zi Qi opened her mouth to comfort,

She said slowly, "My body, I know, but some things will come eventually. After being with Changrong for so many years, she clearly understands his methods and his ruthlessness. She is now strong and weak, and she can't compete with him, she must arrange the future of Ah Jin and Ben Xi.

She was waiting, waiting for him to come to her, waiting for her chips.

In the cool breeze in the autumn moon, the bamboo leaves were blown off by the wind, Lun Shang stood under the tree on the side, clasped his arms with both hands, and said to Cangli next to him, "What's wrong with him, these days are all like this, chatting and chatting and shaking." ”

Qingyang Muran sat down, and there were a lot of bamboo leaves around him, and he didn't care about it at all, and occasionally annihilated him to find him, and he only moved.

"Maybe something sad happened." Cangli whispered to Lun Shang, "Let him think about it carefully." ”

Lun Shang slowly took out a bottle of wine and said, "He's like this, just like me before." But I'm an alcoholic, he's sitting still. ”

"You? And him? Is it the same? "I don't believe it, how can two completely different people be the same? Cangli didn't understand.

Lun Shang remembered some of the past and secretly said sadly, "Maybe you think that the two of us have different personalities, how can we be the same?" Lun Shang turned his head to look at Cang Lidao, "Manly man, I don't flick my tears, but I haven't reached the sad place...... Lun Shang sighed, and then continued: "I was easy to be impulsive at that time, and then I did something that was spurned by those decent people, Xin Yi in order to save me, negotiated terms with his most beloved senior brother in charge, and was willing to be arrested by the sect and imprisoned for a thousand years."

"Millennial captivity?"

"Yes, a thousand years! It's been a long time, it's only been five hundred and sixty-seven years, and there are still four hundred and thirty-three years to go. Lun Shang sneered, "I always thought I had forgotten, but how could I forget what was engraved in my heart." Lun Shang said.

Lun Shang also became famous at a young age, and was pinned on high expectations by the world, because he didn't like the rules of the sect, so he practiced alone. Cultivating alone, without the protection of the sect, let alone good resources, he created his own fist and foot swordsmanship, and he was particularly good at fighting.

But if you don't have a good mental method, you will occasionally suffer, so that if you can beat it, you will fight, and if you can't beat it, you will run.

On that day, I saw a decent disciple, killed the big devil, and brought harm to his wife and children. Lun Shang couldn't see it, so he came to the rescue and injured the disciples of the Qiansheng Immortal Sect. And the Qiansheng Immortal Sect is one of the three major immortal sects named after the Tongling Sword Sect and the Imperial Beast Sect.

"And then?" Cangli asked curiously.

Lun Shang shook the wine jug, glanced at the wooden Qingyang, and took a sip before saying, "Naturally, I was chased by the Xianmen and the decency, saying that I was with the demons, heh!" ”

After being ordered to chase by the immortals, all the immortals chased and killed him, Xin Yi has been fleeing with him, never abandoning, not hesitating to kill for him, killing gods when encountering gods, and killing ghosts when encountering ghosts.

The immortal sects suffered heavy losses, and the matter naturally spread to the Spirit Sword Sect, and when the sect heard about it, the head of the sect did not hesitate to come forward in person.

When the head of the sect arrived, he saw Xin Yi standing with a sword, and said coldly, "Senior brother, you know that you are lost!" The head of the sect looked at the obedient junior disciple in the past, so obsessed, and said with a heartache, "As the first elder of the Spirit Sword Sect, you have disappointed me too much. ”

In the past, his pride, but now he is facing each other, Xin Yi is like his own brother, he has been stubborn since he was a child, and he will not turn back if he decides, and now he also has his responsibilities. Alas!