Jiang Yuan and Fan Qing followed Zhenye to Jinhua Palace, and when they saw the dying pleasure, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but burst into tears. He quickly walked to her side and checked her pulse, but found that the pulse of Yuexin was disordered, as thin as a hanging silk but sick, urgent, scattered, and slight. He shook his head, concentrating on the spiritual power of pleasure.

It's a pity that even if Jiang Yuan sent spiritual power to Yuexin like this, Yuexin only had a better face and faded into flushing. Fan Qing watched from the side as big drops of sweat rolled down on Jiang Yuan's thin face, his face was pale, the green tendons on his forehead bulged, and he jumped suddenly, and hurriedly stopped Jiang Yuan. He knelt down in front of Jiang Yuan with a pounce and said, "Father, even if your spiritual power is exhausted, you can't save Yuexin, let's think about it in the long run!" ”

Jiang Yuan weakly supported his forehead with his hand, and lowered his arms to look at Yuexin. Zhen Ye also knelt down with red eyes, and said to Jiang Yuan: "Patriarch Jiang, it was the incompetence of the little god that made Yuexin accidentally take the Yankun Golden Pill. You can have other ways to heal the heart, the little god is willing to go to the soup and the fire, and he will not give up! ”

Jiang Yuan looked at Zhen Ye, physically and mentally exhausted, and said with empty eyes: "His Highness the Fire God, let's hurry up!" There's nothing you can do, if only Lan Qing was there! When Fan Qing heard Jiang Yuan say this, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, and he said to Jiang Yuan: "Father, the child's cultivation is also a water spell, although it is not as high as Lan Qing's cultivation, but the child is willing to do his best to save Yuexin." Please arrange it for your father! ”

Jiang Yuan looked at Fan Qing after hearing this, and said with a relieved smile on his face: "Fan Qing, good boy, it's just that you can't help it." Your Highness the Fire God, Fan Qing, get up quickly, and wait for me to think of another way. ”

After hearing this, Zhen Ye got up according to his words, but Fan Qing didn't move, he looked at Jiang Yuan with burning eyes and said, "Father, the child heard that the water system treasure Five-Colored Yikun can purify the five elements of all spells. If you can find this treasure, then your sister may be saved! ”

Jiang Yuan looked at Fan Qing, who was scorching, and was shocked, although he had thought about it, but at this time, Fan Qing mentioned it like this, it seemed that the purpose was not pure, could it be that Yuexin This incident was related to Yerong that day? However, Yuexin's condition at this time can only be purified by the five-color Yikun. It's just that Luo Yang instructed that the five-color Yikun is very evil, it can unearth the most evil things in the user's heart, and it can also forcibly absorb any other spiritual power to purify it for its own use. If you are not careful, you will never recover. The Six Realms will be devastated.

Jiang Yuan's face was gloomy, thinking left and right in his heart, and he didn't know where he should go. He looked at Yuexin and felt that if he didn't save it at this time, he would not only be sorry for Qihua, but also sorry for Yuexin. I failed to fulfill my responsibility as a father to Yuexin, Yuexin has grown so big, and now I am in trouble, and I am still hesitant not to save it. But Luo Yang's solemn expression when he passed away, and the trust he placed in him, what should I do if I accidentally mess up the Six Realms?

Fan Qing looked at Jiang Yuanwu with his eyes closed like an old monk in a trance, and tried to call out again: "Father, is the child talking too much?" ”

Jiang Yuan heard Fan Qing speak, opened his eyes, and saw that Fan Qing was still kneeling on the ground and didn't get up, so he said, "Fan Qing, get up quickly!" Let the Father think again. Although the idea you said is good, but the water god has been feathered for thousands of years, and the current cloth narcissus official has not been able to inherit it, so no one knows the whereabouts of the five-color Yikun! ”

After Fan Qing heard this, he got up. I saw that his eyes rolled, and he said to Zhen Ye again: "Brother Zhen Ye, I heard that there is a Shenhua Palace in this heavenly realm, and the collection of books in it is all-encompassing, and there should be a book on the treatment of this kind of conflict." ”

After hearing this, Zhen Ye frowned deeply and said, "Fan Qing, I can't enter this Shenhua Palace." Why don't I go and beg my father? ”

Jiang Yuan listened carefully when he heard Fan Qing's question, and when he heard Zhen Ye's answer at this moment, he hurriedly stopped: "His Highness the Fire God, there is no need. Leave your pleasure to me! I'm going to do whatever it takes to heal her. ”

After Jiang Yuan finished speaking, he got up and hugged Yuexin in his arms and left, and Fan Qing also followed Jiang Yuan. Zhen Ye saw their distant figures, sadness came from it, he covered his face with his hands, sighed, and sat down helplessly.

Since Yunqi returned home with Le Xuan and Lan Qing that day, there has been no news of them for half a year, and he is full of thoughts in his heart. There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I have to touch the piano every day to express my lovesickness. On this day, she looked at the clouds outside the window, and the buds were new, and she couldn't help but feel sad. got up and called Zi Yan to polish her ink, and she spread out the rice paper on the table and wrote it intently. It turned out to be filled in the first word. Zi Yan smiled and read:

Su Musha reminisced about the past

Sky turquoise

The grass is new and green

Spring sends a light snow

Urging the green branches

It's spring again

Rui Xue Xiangyun

It should be a good year

The long night

Reminiscent of the past

Qin Se and Ming

The night is short, the stars are bright

The willows sprout and the butterflies are busy

Ready

It's a good spring."

Yun Qi listened to Zi Yan's reading, his face flushed slightly, and he crumpled the words he had just written. Zi Yan screamed and said, "Miss, look how well you write!" Why did you waste it! As she spoke, she wanted to snatch the manuscript she had just written from Yun Qi's hand. Yun Qi hurriedly threw the crumpled script out of the window. Unfortunately, it hit Yun Jia's head, who came to visit General Yun Zhen.

Yun Jia leaned over and picked up the paper ball, unfolded it and took a look, it turned out to be a poem, looking at the handwriting is beautiful, fresh and elegant, and flowing water. Yun Jia said to Hong Yan: "It's a good hand." Hong Yan looked at the word, and said to Yun Jia with a smile: "Brother Yun Jia, this should be written by Yun Qi, the daughter of General Yun Zhen!" ”

Yun Jia raised his eyebrows and said with a hearty smile: "I didn't think that this Yunzhen general Douda doesn't know a single word, but this girl is full of poetry!" ”

Hong Yan smiled and said, "Brother Yun Jia, don't you know, this Yunqi is a strange woman who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting!" ”

Yun Jia was happy after hearing this, and said: "Then this cloud flag is a good match for our little brother Lan Qing!" ”

Hongyan was stunned when he heard this, and thought to himself, this is not good! If Yunqi matches Lan Qing, what can you do with Yuexin! He thought about it again, but in just a few decades in the world, isn't Si Ming afraid that this ordinary woman in the world will pollute the Lan Qing Immortal Root, so that this Cloud Banner Fairy will also go to the mortal world to accompany this Lan Qing? Thinking like this, Hongyan was relieved again. So, he nodded in agreement.

Yun Jia saw Hong Yan's reaction for a long time before answering, and was a little puzzled in his heart, but he didn't ask, just handed the post to the guards of the General's Mansion. After a while, General Yun Zhen had people welcome them in. The three of them had a very happy conversation in the hall, but when Yun Jia recommended Lan Qing to General Yun Zhen, General Yun Zhen's face sank slightly, and when Yun Jia thought that he had said something wrong, he saw General Yun Zhen groaning a little and said: "You are talking about this General Lan Qingben, but I know and like it very much." This young man is both civil and military, and he is a good son-in-law of General Ben in the future. ”

Yun Jia and Hong Yan looked at each other when they heard General Yun Zhen's words, Yun Jia reacted and stroked his palms and smiled: "Cough, this is really a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, and the family still doesn't know each other." Hahaha! ”

General Yun Zhen tilted his head and asked, "Brother Yun Jia, how do you say this?" ”

Yun Jia smiled and took out the small paper ball just now, and told the conversation with Hong Yan just now, and the three of them felt that this Yunqi and Lan Qing had a good fate, and they couldn't help laughing.

After Lan Qing finished his work with government affairs, he changed into a light outfit and went to the Xiwu River in Xinwu County to take a walk to relax and relieve his fatigue. The setting sun sparkled on the flowing water of the Xiwu River, crushing the orange light of the setting sun. The stars are colorful and reflect the dazzling brilliance, and the new willow on the side of the river is tender green, and the bright yellow of the spring flowers is correspondingly interesting.

Lan Qing looked at this scene, and there was a little bit of Yunqi in his heart. He took the flute out of his bosom and played it faintly. As soon as he went to blow it, Lan Qing suddenly felt bored. It turns out that no matter how good the scenery is, without the company of the old people, it is just like appreciating a lifeless painting. No matter how good the piece is, no one appreciates the ensemble, and it is just a waste of time. He was a little distraught and looked sullenly into the distance.

After a while, he muttered in his mouth:

"The river and water under the city are gloomy

How many lovesick tears in the middle

New Oboko Kyoto

Poor landscape

Green mountains and green tents

The water flows eastward

The buds and green flowers are gorgeous

After Lan Qing finished chanting, looking at the sunset, his heart suddenly relaxed a lot, Lan Qing casually folded a few new wickers, and folded a few spring flowers with flowers, knitted a beautiful wreath, and walked in the direction of home.