I don't know how long I've been standing, and it seems like time has stopped for him too.

The purple light dissipated, and the heavy mourning music sounded in my ears, eroding my consciousness little by little.

The color of the sky has regained its original blood red.

It's just not as bleak as before, but red and frightening.

It was as if that heavy liquid could flow at any moment, yes.

"Anzhi..."

"The host..."

Countless voices rang out one after another, but I automatically blocked them all.

There is no color in his eyes, no sound, like a deaf and dumb person wandering in this world.

I looked up at the starry sky, and the starry sky was looking at me.

But no one can give me an explanation, Su Han, what the hell is going on.

Is there a war between gods and demons?

No, the gods died tens of thousands of years ago.

So, is he fighting people in the underworld?

No, he just told me that he wanted Africa to deal with the sound.

I can't understand what kind of voice can actually kill a Yan Jun in the world.

The important thing is that there is obviously one more life in his body.

You know, my soul bead was conjured up from a practical Yin-Yang book, and it has half of my blood and spiritual power.

But he just hung up?

Yes, I don't want to use the word "death", how could he die, no, he said he would come back and give me the most luxurious wedding.

He also said that I cured my illness and gave birth to a litter of baby babies with me.

But now...

But he didn't make an appointment.

The first time, and possibly the last.

The wings behind me flapped silently and flew me off the ground.

I simply don't have anything to do, Qin Luo's injuries are also healed, Difu, I'm afraid I don't need a layman to deal with things.

He simply let go of all his divine consciousness and let his body fly autonomously.

It's just that I didn't expect that Qin Luo would follow, so he always kept a distance of one meter from me.

He didn't cross the thunder pool by half a step, but he didn't let go.

But I've closed my eyes and ears, so let him go.

No, he'll die on his own turf.

I don't know how long I've been floating, but suddenly I'm a little tired.

I felt myself falling infinitely, like a kite with a broken string.

Then he pulled the corners of his mouth, and his mind fell into the endless abyss with his body.

Faintly, I felt something soft pull me.

When I opened my eyes again, there was a light blue wall around me, and all the scenery was in the modern pastoral style of the world, and two immature little faces were in my hands.

"Ling'er, Xiaoxue!"

Looking at the two children, I want to squeeze out a smile.

However, he pulled the corners of his mouth, and for the first time, he found that even smiling was so difficult.

"I'm here..."

"Mother, this is Ling'er's newly bought house, and there is the grassland and the lake outside!"

Ling'er explained, took the initiative to sit on the edge of the bed, and carefully helped me up from the bed.

Only then did he say: "You have slept for 3 days, let's drink something first, this is what I cooked with Xiaoxue, my mother sings and sings unappetizingly, if it is not suitable, Ling'er will do it again." ”

Soon, Xiaoxue appeared in front of me with a small bowl.

Two small braids with white bows.

Suddenly, my heart twitched, and the incomparable sadness swallowed me up little by little.

But the person in front of him was not Qin Luo, not someone else.

It's my two children, and no matter how uncomfortable I am, as a mother, I have to set an example.

Xiaoxue, in particular, is fragile like that.

"Thank you Xiaoxue, it tastes good!"

I drank the rice porridge in the bowl one by one, feeling the heat spreading in my lower abdomen.

That majestic spiritual power has far surpassed Qin Luo.

But I'd rather not have that.

I already owe that man so much a few years ago, does he have to make me owe him even if he dies?

Tears fell uncontrollably, Xiaoxue holding the bowl, the stunned face.

The little guy tilted his head, glanced at his brother, and tugged at the corner of my coat very carefully.

"Mother, is it wrong for Xiaoxue to do something wrong, making my mother uncomfortable!"

My heart skipped a beat, and I hurriedly reached out and took the two children into my arms.

"How come, Xiaoxue is not wrong, my mother is just... I just miss Uncle Su Han..."

I always say those two words, and it's not as hard as I imagined.

It's just that the pain is numb, but it can't be expressed in words.

I finally calmed Xiaoxue down and watched the little guy fall asleep next to me.

I gave Ling'er a look, and walked out of the room lightly with him.

When I came out of the door, I saw that Ling'er was on the shore of Namco Lake, and directly built a room by herself, and the ground was full of formations, surrounding the hut.

As far as the eye can see, except for the mountains, there is no human habit.

Some people may think it's too quiet and secluded, but for me.

This is the best choice, at least now, I don't want to face anyone.

All the way to, did I look for him, or forgot?

No, I can't forget!

Back then, he first divided half of my mental power, and when she was pregnant, she gave up her general skills for Ling'er, and now, she won't even let me die!

"Su Han!"

You are so ruthless that I care about you so much, burying so many things that I can't give up, but I want to suddenly disappear when we are happy.

I can't imagine what it would be like to live without that purple tenderness.

A soft sigh was in my ears.

I looked down, and Ling'er was looking at me with a sad face.

"Mother, you miss Uncle Su Han very much, right?"

"I don't know, but my mother doesn't understand why he suddenly disappeared."

Ling'er's face was solemn, as if she was entangled, and she seemed to be sad.

After a long pause, he suddenly raised his arms.

The calm water in front of him suddenly turned up a stormy wave.

In the time I hesitated, the Yin-Yang Book and the Yin-Yang Pen flew out of my body one after another and fell into the lake.

Looking at Ling'er, her body became transparent, but those eyes looked at me very strangely, half white, half black.

Just like the pen and the book.

"The goddess is in place, yin and yang have a way! Don't ask about the next life, just the present! ”

He chanted words, and two spiritual powers, one black and one white, swirled around his hand.

A little bit and the churning river came together.

I stared at him blankly, not knowing why.

The next moment, the book, which had been magnified several times, appeared in view.

"Mother, do you really want to find Lord Su Han?"

Ling'er suddenly turned around and looked at me expressionlessly.

There was not a trace of ripple in the cold voice.

I looked at him puzzled, and nodded subconsciously.

"Mother, if what you see is different from what you imagined, then what?"

Ling'er didn't do it directly, but repeated it again.

solemnly, I can't understand it anymore.

"What do you mean what I saw, it's different from what I imagined, do you mean Su Han is not dead?"

Ling'er nodded, but shook her head again.

Then, as if petrified, he stood there motionless.

I was so devastated by him that I didn't know what he was doing.

After a long time, the little figure moved again.

The voice, without the slightest emotion, slowly lingered in my mind.

"Mother, I can help you see the situation before Uncle Su Han died, but Ling'er has a feeling that that it is not what you want to see!"

Not what I want to see?

Isn't that too miserable?

The next moment, however, I was frozen in place.

The huge yin-yang book was automatic in the air without wind, and the golden paper was flipped over with a bang.

The young flowers and trees on both sides have left their hometown in this whirlwind.

The only thing that is safe is the hut under the Ling'er, and when the divine sense is probed, Xue'er sleeps very deeply, and there is that sweet smile on her pink little face.

The pages in the air finally stopped.

One picture after another, flickering endlessly.

Ling'er's transparent body and the book of yin and yang gradually merged.

In an instant, the screen becomes clear.

The man who couldn't be more familiar appeared on the screen.

The timing was just right, the time he left from the beach.

To my surprise, the plane crashed into a sea of water shortly after it took off.

Su Han flew down the clouds with four men dressed in black and entered a deep mountain.

Immediately after, the pages turned.

It is a very dark fortress, typical of the European style of the last century.

Long carpets spread to every corner of the castle.

The suit on Su Han's body also turned into a black tuxedo in an instant, and with the purple hair on that end, it added some mystery to him.

Especially those purple eyes, which are extremely noble.

It's just that...

Didn't he go to Africa?

This scene doesn't look like the African savannah.

Then he sat down on the handmade fabric sofa and, with a wave of his hand, someone brought a tray with awakened cigars on it.

Su Han picked one up casually and skillfully put it to his mouth.

Immediately after, the sound of high heels sounded.

The red dress flashed, and an extremely sexy woman appeared in the picture. Blonde hair and black eyes, an incomparably bewitching half-race girl.

A full 36Z chest device, wrapped in a few pitiful pieces of cloth.

Visually 175 tall, legs alone, more than 1 meter long, black strappy heels.

The one on his body is said to be a sexy cheongsam, but it is better to say that it is qingqu underwear.

What I didn't expect the most was that as soon as the woman walked over, she collapsed directly on the sofa where Su Han was sitting like a puddle of mud, and then, the man smiled lightly, and the four people behind him all dispersed.

In the next second, Su Han, who has always been polite and not close to women.

Extremely brutally tore open the piece of cloth on the woman's chest, and with two big hands, he firmly supported the roundness.

The woman giggled and sat down on his lap very cooperatively.

My worldview, at this moment, collapsed again!