The sun came from the edge of the sky and returned to the edge of the sky, and in the night, Bo Yanhe dragged his tired body to push open the door of the small courtyard where he was temporarily staying.

After Liulizhu untied the bloodline seal on her body, Zi Qingyang didn't say anything more to her, and directly started her body refining path.

At the end of the day, she felt that her arms and legs were no longer hers.

Bending over, her arms naturally drooping, she drooped her head and walked straight to the top of the stairs.

Originally, the vine tree would glow on its own, which was used to illuminate them, who would have thought that it was split by a spell of the Qi Array yesterday and fell to the ground in half, and lost half of its cultivation, and it would no longer have the role of lighting.

It was dark in the yard, and on the way to the staircase, she came across a half-sized rock, staggering and nearly falling.

"Be careful."

A hand suddenly appeared to hold her arm, and then a soft-spoken voice rang in her ears.

Bo Yanhe looked down at the hand holding her arm, and along the hand up, she vaguely saw a pair of good-looking eyebrows, but she couldn't completely see who the person in front of her was.

"What's wrong? So tired that you can't even tell the difference? Qi Zhen joked with a smile.

The force on his arm suddenly disappeared, and Bo Yanhe looked down again suspiciously.

Although he wanted to help her for a while, he was afraid of being hated, so he suppressed the urgent expectation in his heart and withdrew his hand.

While bowing his head, Bo Yanhe recalled what Xia Nanhe had said to her before, and then roughly thought about Guiyun's voice in his mind, although it was a little vague, the possibility that the person in front of him was Guiyun was still very large.

"It's a little tiring, but it's not like that." Bo Yanhe leaned back and leaned against the guardrail at the edge of the stairs.

"Do you want me to send you up?" Seeing her tired look, Qi Zhen took a sense of proportion and asked tentatively.

Bo Yanhe was really tired, so tired that he didn't even want to speak, but he still answered his question very politely.

"Thanks, no need. I can myself. ”

With that, she straightened up and was about to walk up.

"Why are you so out of sight all of a sudden?" Qi Zhen frowned, lowered his head and muttered quietly.

Bo Yanhe, who had already gone up a few steps, heard the sound and looked back: "What did you say?"

Qi Zhen immediately raised his head, looked at her and smiled: "Have a good rest, good night."

"Hmm." Bo Yanhe didn't linger any longer, turned around directly, raised his legs like lead, and walked upstairs.

As he passed by Di He's room, a soft halo came out of it, and Bo Yanhe glanced at it and fell to the door of his room.

When will the heart be like him, he can cast spells to illuminate.

"Squeak-" The moment she pushed the door, the light bead on the table emitted a soft warm light, so that she would not feel dazzling and at the same time, it lit up the whole room.

This light bead was released by Nan He, strange to say, Nan He had spoken to her before noon, but when she started refining her body, she never heard her voice again.

The moment he threw himself on the bed, Bo Yanhe moaned comfortably, buried his face on the pillow for a long time, and only turned his head to the side to pill on it when he felt a little difficult to breathe.

The demonic qi that lingered around the body had already dissipated after the whole day of clearing demonic qi mixed with the influence of immortal qi.

She raised her hand to touch the demonic energy in front of her, but she passed through it directly.

"Nan He, I still have a lot of questions for you! Are you going to never talk to me? ”

She rolled over and lay flat on the bed, staring intently at the top of the bed.

At this time, Nan He was naturally still in her body, and she heard all the words she said, but she didn't mean to answer.

She was planning to go back to Asakawa with Emperor He in a few days, but on Bo Yanhe's side, what she said was that she would stay in her body and watch her cultivate, so she had to think of a way to let her not have the slightest suspicion after she left.

After thinking about it for a long time, she came up with this method that didn't answer her often.

As long as she gets used to not always talking to her, then when she leaves, she won't notice anything, and she will still think that she is still in her body, watching her learn magic.

"I won't ask questions about me, can't I just ask you one question?" Bo Yanhe took off his shoes and lay completely on the bed with a "big" character.

When her whole body relaxed and felt comfortable, her eyelids began to fight, and she looked like she was about to fall asleep, but she held on to her consciousness to prevent herself from falling asleep.

Seeing her in such a state, Nan He knew that she had no need to answer her at all, and after her eyes turned around in her sockets to relieve her eye fatigue, she ran out of her body directly and walked towards Di He's room.

He ...... How about now? ”

Nan He just walked to the door, heard the question she asked, paused in his steps, turned his head and looked at her face.

His brow furrowed, his eyes narrowed, but his teeth clenched his lower lip, forcing himself to stay awake.

Clearly, she wanted to know the answer to that question.

When Nan He hesitated to speak, Bo Yanhe's voice sounded again.

The tone was much quieter, and there was some loss and sadness in his tone.

"I'm asking Jiang Li, how is he doing now?"

Although he said that he had hatred for him, he couldn't help but worry about him and wanted to know about him.

Ghost Yuan was the first time she saw Jiang Li, and his face was stained with blood, but Bo Yanhe remembered his eyes that were lighter than ordinary people at a glance.

Before him, she had also seen such eyes, it was on Tan Chu's face, Xu missed her a little, Xu was careless, or because of those eyes, her half of the glass bead engraved with her surname was left behind.

In fact, she also saw Jiang Li's later, at the Hundred Flowers Banquet organized by the Ghost Emperor.

In the past, Bo Lu would only bring Bo Yaruo with him and would take her with him, but it was because this Hundred Flowers Banquet was different from others, and it was explicitly required that all the little girls of the courtier's family should participate, so she had the opportunity to go.

On that day, Jiang Li wore a light blue long-sleeved robe, with a white jade hollow hair crown to tie up his long hair, no jade around his waist, simple clothes, standing next to a group of rich sons, looking particularly inconspicuous, but Bo Yanhe recognized him at a glance.

When he felt a sticky gaze falling on his body, Jiang Li looked up according to his feelings, and at this glance, the two looked at each other.

Bo Yanhe's heart suddenly beat faster, and a touch of red on his face reflected the tips of his ears.

With just one glance, Jiang Li quickly looked away, and he didn't even see her appearance clearly.

As everyone knows, just because of that glance, Bo Yanhe has been remembering it for seven years.

Sleepiness hit, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and Bo Yanhe's consciousness began to blur, and just as she was about to fall asleep, Nan He's voice rang in her ears.

"He's fine."

There were only these three words, but they made the corners of Bo Yanhe's lips rise and smile with satisfaction.

The fatigue of the whole day seemed to disappear in an instant, and her consciousness was completely blurred and she fell into a deep sleep.

Di He hadn't slept yet, there was still a soft light coming out of the room, and after coming out, Nan He glanced at the dark courtyard, and then raised his feet and walked to his room.

"Bang-"

When passing through the door of Qi Array's room, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded.

At first, Nan He didn't mean to pay attention to it in the slightest, she walked forward, and after two steps, she stopped.

A sobbing sound that was so low that it was almost inaudible came from Qi Zhen's room and reached Nan He's ears.

After hesitating for a while, but finally not overcoming her curiosity, she lured out the Soul Flag, wrapped herself in it, and after completely hiding her breath, she passed through the door.

It was dark in the room, and she stood in the doorway for a while to get used to it.

The sound of sobbing came from the bed, and she walked forward, looking at Qi Zhen, who was curled up on his side facing the wall, and was surprised by his behavior.

Because she was just a soul now, and her most normal state was not to touch anything, she passed through the bed and stopped when she was enough to see Qi Zhen's face.

His eyes were closed, a look of pain on his face, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes, and his teeth clenching his thumb to keep his voice from coming out.

I don't know if he was asleep or thinking something, Nan He stared at him for a long time, waiting for him to open his eyes or his breathing to become smooth and even after his emotions calmed down.

After half a quarter of an hour, the sobbing gradually stopped, the frowning brow relaxed, the painful look on his face slowly dissipated, and it didn't take long for his breathing to become even.

“……”

Is this a nightmare?!

Nan Ho stared at his face with wide eyes, hard to believe that this was the reason.

But after staring at him for a long time, he didn't mean to open his eyes, and then she believed this fact.

"Oh my God! This is the first time I've seen a man cry from a nightmare! She frowned.

After standing by the bed for a while, seeing that Qi Zhen was sleeping more and more peacefully, she felt that she had no need to stay any longer, so she hurriedly turned around and walked towards the door.

Actually, Qi Zhen wasn't dreaming, he didn't fall asleep at first, and the reason why he cried was because he remembered the past.

The grassy grave was a false tomb he had set up for his sweetheart, just to avoid everyone's eyes and make them think that he had buried her.

He remembered the time when the tomb was made.

At that time, she had just died, and there was still a smile on her face, still wearing the plain white robe, and even wearing the pomegranate flower that he had personally picked in her ears.

"Ah Qi, you have to take good care of yourself, for a thousand years after I left, stay here honestly, don't trouble anyone, if you force yourself out, don't come back."

In his ears was the man's weak but firm voice, Qi Zhen was holding a hand of soil in his hand, and when he heard her words, his tears "Let's go-" fell directly into the soil.

"After a thousand years, leave here and go out to see the outside world, if you meet a girl you like, treat others well, don't lift the hijab of other brides again, and don't let her always accommodate you, such a big person, you have to learn to ...... Learn to grow up. ”

Where did he still have the strength to dig the soil, Qi Zhen trembled, the handful of soil in his hand was thrown down by him, he ran back to the small courtyard that originally belonged to the two of them, hugged the body that was already cold on the bed and cried.

"Amer, I will never lift the hijab of other brides in the future, and I will learn to grow up, don't leave me, will you come back? How are you coming back!! ”

The cry came out of the small courtyard, startling the green finch that stopped at the head of the courtyard, and it spread its wings and flew high, with a dream that a teenager would never grow up, and flew to the sky without looking back.