The Cangyuan Continent has undergone great changes in three thousand years.

The human world is divided into three parts: Xiqi, Dongyue, and Tianfang. The power of the human world has been blocked for three thousand years, and now the Xiqi Prince Hua is the leader, and the spiritual personality of the human race has gradually opened, and the spiritual power of the human world has been continuously strengthened, and it will reach its peak one day.

The Realm is slowly rising from the Dark and Mysterious Underworld organization, and they are waiting for the door of the Diluo Hall to open one day, waiting for the return of the Lord of the Earth, and the time when the Earth Realm will regain its glory is just around the corner.

The Heavenly Realm will naturally not sit idly by, and even perhaps, the Heavenly Realm, which has always been the head of the Three Realms, has already acted in secret, and will never sit still in order to survive.

The general trend of the world, the dispute between the three realms, and the dark storm.

Now!

Hua Luo is no longer Ji Wuhuan, not Hua Lijing, she is her, she is Hua Luo.

Three thousand years ago, before the soul was almost scattered before the Twin Flower Seal, her physical body had been dragged into the gap between time and space, and the Nine Thousand Streams used the remodelable and anti-heaven Fire Fox Nine to turn her mind and bring her to the present world.

At this time!

Hua Bao Luo dug out his heart with his bare hands and gave this heart to Hua Lihuang.

She said: "The flowers are gone, this is the price of my love for you, it's over!" From now on, you and I will be cut off from righteousness, and in this life and the next life, we will be like strangers......"

The snow in the sky seems to be going down to the sea and the rocks are rotten, and the cold seems to last until the heavens and the earth are old, but the promise is only like a gust of wind......

"Didn't it mean that it could be intact, didn't it mean that her body could also accept the Moon Spirit Stone? Why is this happening? The flower roared in hesitation and panic.

Qing Lan's tone was a little sad: "At the beginning, it has healed to mean that the body is accepting, but now it is rejected again because Hua Yuluo is refusing to accept it." ”

"What......" Hua took a few steps back from the desolation, knowing in her heart that she would not forgive and forgive him, and she didn't feel that there was more pleading in the words, "Can you give her heart back?" ”

"You want to repeat the same mistakes?"

"But if she can't wake up...... Hua Lihuang can't imagine it, she can't lose it, and she can't help but plead more in her words, "Qinglan, aren't you a miracle doctor, please ...... Save her, save her in exchange for my life, I just want her to live. ”

"I'm not sure when she'll wake up, but her life won't pass away, but from now on, she'll be like you...... There is no heart. ”

No heart......

Bang bang

Bang bang

Hua Baoluo's heart was pounding in Hua Lihuang's chest, and every time he beat it was like a pinprick.

The real heartbeat is like this.

It turns out that the heart feels like a knife.

It turned out that the heartache that Tara endured was like this, not like the pain of flesh and skin, but the heart and bones. It's not like the burning he felt before, but the pain that his heart can't stop even when it turns to ashes.

Prison ...... What else can I do for you?

Looking at the flower who had been sleeping in bed for many days, the woman he loved dearly, his wife, his ...... Sole.

"If, that's her choice...... Leave it to her. ”

In the future, the pain in the heart will be borne by him.

"There's no other way, if you really want to save her, it's just the beginning, isn't it?" Qing Lan's face was calm.

This is just the beginning of the real salvation of the flowers, but they are already scarred.

Is it really an impossible fate for us?

Hua Lihuang got up, left Qingyuan, looked at the white palace, looked at the gray world, and muttered self-deprecatingly: "I thought it would be okay to love you, but I didn't know that love too much would turn into a fatal injury......"

This truth can only be understood painfully after experiencing life and death.

Flower desolation is like this.

The same is true of the Nine Thousand Streams. He said that a long, long time ago, there was a person who loved another person very much, and then that person was loved to death. That's what he's experienced, a life and death parting.

At this time, Emperor Yuan appeared in the Qing Garden.

In the snow, he held a plum umbrella, his steps were even, unhurried, his feet made shallow footprints on the snow, and the snowflakes fell on the paper umbrella, resonating with the squeaky snow under his feet.

When he saw the flowers in the corridor, he stopped and looked up at the flowers.

The face is still wearing a silver mask, the gray pupils are covered with snow mist, and the corners of the pale mouth are still slightly curved.

"The prince's face is not very good, why, the new heart is not good?"

Hua Li glanced at him, for such a long time, he had been tracking down Di Yuan, knowing that he had a huge secret hidden in him, but he had never been able to solve the mystery on him.

But everything seems to be under his control, and he always appears just right.

And this time, what is he going to do? Is it just a prison?

Seeing him with a tense face, Di Yuan also walked under the eaves, turned around and shook the paper fan, shook the snow off, and then closed the paper umbrella, and said slowly: "Flower Castle, this seat is going to be taken away." ”

Take?

Hua Lihuang was shocked, his cheeks tightened, and a faint murderous aura immediately radiated from his body: "Don't think about it." ”

Di Yuan looked at him slowly: "Even if you leave her here to die, is it still a thought?" ”

Hua Lihuang's face was as pale as iron, glaring at him, and there were thousands of dissatisfaction in his heart, but because he said that Hua Liluo would die, blood slowly jumped in his eyes.

His fatal heel is the flower bully.

How could Di Yuan not know? He turned again, leaned his umbrella against the door, and walked inside.

"Can you really save her?"

"The 'disciples' of this seat must be saved." He emphasized the word apprentice, and the listener did not know, but he knew that the apprentice he was referring to was his Ji Wuxuan.

Seeing Di Yuan walk into the house, Hua Lihuang looked at the back for a long time, and was very impulsive to stop him.

However, with a clenching of his fist, he held back, and now the main thing is to save the life of Hua Xuanluo, and nothing else matters. After Hua Yuluo is rescued, Di Yuan, no matter what you want to do, don't think about touching her for half a minute.

On that day, Emperor Yuan took the flower treasure away.

On that day, the snow fell very heavily, and there was no ...... between the sky and the earth

Emperor Yuan's carriage departed from the Xiqi Imperial Palace......

Qinglan stood in front of the door of the Qingyuan bamboo house, looking at the sky where the wind and snow were dispersed......

Hua Lihuang stood on top of the tallest tower of the Imperial Palace, looking in the direction where the Emperor's carriage had disappeared......

At this time, on Jiuyan Mountain, inside the Red Lotus, the nine thousand streams that were sleeping in the closed hall awakened, and the amber eyes were clear and resolute......

In the palace in the dark layer of the earth, leaning against the window at night, looking at the peach blossom planted in the wine bottle......

Inside the Heavenly Dao Seal of the Imperial City Academy, Lu Shi stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the Heavenly Dao Mirror that was sealed with Lingge......

They are scattered all over the world, on the journey, everyone has their own thoughts, although they have their own plans and goals, but everyone is not sure how far they can go, but everyone is trying to move towards their goals.

Midnight.

The east side of Jingyang Hall emitted a faint silver light.

That was where Qingyu Luanling was, and Hua Lihuang's face tightened, and he immediately flew down from the tower and returned to the Jingyang Palace.

Miao Yin saw him enter the hall and stepped forward to report: "His Royal Highness the Prince, Qing Yu has followed the official." ”

The flowers left the wilderness and walked towards the east wing.

Qingyu Luanling is not dead, and Anzi of Flower Prison is not dead, at least it can alleviate Flower Treasure's hatred for him.

As I said before, Qingyu Luanling needs to die once in order to gain memories and fully interpret the memory crystals of the Qingyu family.

Hua Lihuang walked straight to Qingyu Luanling's room, and when he saw the scene inside, he was slightly stunned.

Qing Yu Luanling walked and sat cross-legged on the bed, and the memory crystal floating in front of her was no longer a blue crystal as usual, but on the outside of the crystal, the epitome of two twin flowers appeared side by side.

One is red, and the stamens are white. One is dark as ink, and the stamens are purple. The two flowers are very similar, the petals are layered, and the shape and posture are very stunning.

The two flowers are snuggled and entangled, as if they are entangled to death, and they seem to compete with each other.

Looking at these words, Hua Lihuang actually had a strong and shocking sense of familiarity. His face was grim and he looked at Qing Yu Luanling.

Qingyu Luanling looked at him, deeply, for a long time, her eyes were full of tears, and suddenly she got out of bed and bowed down to Hua Lihuang reverently.

Qingyu Luanling didn't give him a salute, but the respect that was so close to worship made Hua Lihuang feel an indescribable touch.

Obviously, Qingyu Luanling's memory is back, but what kind of memory can make Qingyu Luanling like this? Could it be that she remembered him?

"Still not up to speak?" Hua Lihuang sat down on the seat, his face was arrogant, and his eyes were sharp, "What's the matter with the memory crystal?" ”

Qingyu Luanling said: "I always thought that the memory crystal recorded the memories of the Qingyu family, but in fact, it was not, it was ...... Your memory. ”

I have thought about many possibilities, but this flower has never thought about it, why does his memory exist in the spar of the Qingyu family?

"Make it clear."

"It's about the memories of the twins, to be exact."

Twin ......

Legend has it that in this world, there is a kind of plant, one with two flowers, one with two flowers, competing to bloom, entangled day and night.

They love each other on a stem, but they also compete with each other, one of them will continue to absorb the nutrients and essence of the other, and a flower uses its own life to cast the life of the flower it loves. Inherently, a flower is brilliant, and there must be a flower withered.

They express their deepest love with the deepest hurt, and are even willing to kill each other, because when either party dies, the other party also quietly decays, which is a kind of seeking not to live together, but to merge with each other and destroy, to embrace and die together.

This is a kind of helplessness, but also a kind of fate, maybe it and it don't want to be like this, but in the entanglement of that day and night, it is destined to end like this.

The withering glory of all things in the world is so cruel.

What Qingyu Luanling said, he can understand the literal meaning, and he can also understand some of the fate she refers to, what he doesn't want to accept is:

"This ...... What does it have to do with me? ”

Why is it that if one is born, one must die? This will not be the fate of him and Hua Baoluo, he and Hua Luo will definitely make it to the end.