Crying until her eyes hurt, she slowly got up and stood in front of a sad face to leave the door, and looked at it blankly, and when the door moved a little, she moved a step slightly.

After a long time, he slowly spoke, "Master, dyed smoke is the same as you now, very sad, when your father and mother leave, you must be very sad, Master, dyed smoke is particularly useless, it is too late to understand all this, failed to protect Wanling Xianjun, Master, Xianjun paid for his life, just waiting for you to go back, where are you, where are you?"

The bitter pleading, in this place full of fear, had no effect at all, and the answer to the smoke was only the sound of the door turning slightly. Trembling, she walked to the door with a surprised expression, because this scene was all too familiar to her.

"Master, your expression is the expression of the smoke and the deer fight of the divine beast when you saw it, you were surprised why the smoke was so barbaric, right? I didn't want to hurt it, but because it broke your favorite wine, no matter how low the spiritual power of the smoke was, it couldn't let a small thing make you unhappy. Master, why can't you trust that you can protect yourself by dying smoke? If you were selfish and blame me, would the outcome be different, and would we all be able to live well? ”

As soon as the words fell, the door turned, and the smoke didn't bother to wait, and went directly to find the last look of death, this look was sad, and it was also the most afraid of seeing the smoke, and the melancholy eyes seemed to be full of pain. The first few expressions of the death are acceptable to the smoke, but this is the only one, this kind of melancholy is too inconsistent with the death.

Dye Smoke leaned directly against the door, his hands were tightly clenched, and the door stopped turning, looking from a distance, it was like Dye Smoke snuggling in Liyan's arms, "Falling away, I miss you, you come out, okay when you come out?" Because of your appearance, my life has become colorful and colorful, and because of your departure, my life has become a mess again, how can you be so selfish, come as you say, and leave as you say. In my life, I have never really hated anyone, nor have I complained about the unfairness of fate, only you, I really hate you, you are my master, how can you leave me, how can you leave me in such a dashing way, and leave all the pain to me......"

Dye Yan didn't dare to look directly at the eyes of Liyan on the door, every time he looked at it, the melancholy aura was strong once, and the curtain of the past appeared in front of him, especially when he got married, Liyan looked at her and Yu Xuan's expression, her heart was really complicated, all this, how to choose.

Because she was too hard, she had scratched a lot of scars on her hands, bloody, the smoke was pinched too tightly, and she felt the pain, so she slowly let go of her hand, and in a trance, she saw the incense that had burned most of it, at this time, her spirit was slightly better, and the whole person was sober, I don't know why, seeing every expression of death, her mood will also change.

Not far away, the purple dream spirit floated again, remembering the words of the concubine, dyed the smoke closed her eyes, walked to the middle, adjusted her emotions, there was no time, she couldn't be so immersed anymore, if it wasn't for the bleeding of her hand, she might have been immersed in it, this is a nightmare polar place after all, if you have an obsession, you will be released, any mind will be found here, and an illusion will be generated.

When she opened her eyes, she looked at every death that turned in front of her, and his joy, anger, sorrow, thoughts, sorrows, and fears were all in her eyes, constituting a flesh-and-blood death. Seven emotions and six desires have built a life, and a person's life has been achieved, no wonder even people like Lifu can't escape.

Thinking of the nightmare old man's words, the smoke seemed to understand something, she only noticed the death of the seven emotions, but did not care about the six desires. The six desires are: eyes, ears, nose, tongue, life, and death.

"Life and death are all through the process, emptiness is color, color is emptiness, love is too sad, desire is too strong to hurt the body" Dye Smoke silently thought in his heart, the blood on his hands stained the dress red, dripping to the ground, breaking all the distracting thoughts.

Seriously looked at none of them, the only thing that changed the most was the eyes, but she looked at it over and over again, and found that it was all the same, the emotions expressed by the eyes were the same as the expressions, there was no flaw, they all said that the eyes were the second heart, and generally did not deceive people, and the smoke remembered all the expressions of the death, and also remembered his eyes every time, but here, there was nothing unusual.

Only those melancholy eyes really made Dying Smoke feel scared, because that look was too real, she would feel like an electric shock when she looked at it, perhaps, the death was behind this door, after all, only this look was different, the most special.

Walked to the door, picked up the key, smoked to sort out her emotions, raised her head, met those eyes, and at the last moment, no matter what the result was, she should say her last goodbye.

Looking at each other, the tears of the smoke flowed down, she seemed to see all the sadness, loneliness and loneliness from the inside, she experienced all the sadness, and it was very profound and profound, "Master, don't be afraid, the smoke is here to accompany you, no matter what the ending is, I will return"

Suddenly the smoke seemed to realize something, let go of the key on the door, and took a few steps back, "No, no, the master is not inside, no"

She suddenly remembered those eyes just now, as if she had seen them just now, the nightmare that turned into a death, it was this kind of look, especially melancholy. Master, although I am sad and sad, I rarely have this kind of expression, this, it must not be Master, it must not be, it should be an illusion just now.

Dye Smoke felt like her head was about to explode, she didn't know what to do, how she should choose, what should she rely on to judge, Dye Smoke fell to the ground, trying to recall the bits and pieces of the death, the incense looked like it was coming to the end, she really didn't have much time, even if she wanted to accompany the death here, she had to choose.

"Ah......h

Dye Smoke got up, closed her eyes and flew around, stopping in front of a frightened expression in front of the door, she really couldn't think of any other way, just leave it to fate, no matter what it was in the end, she confessed. Stretching out his hand that was full of blood to get the key, his heart trembled incomparably, he didn't mind leaving with him, but Her Majesty the Queen and Her Royal Highness still needed to leave, and the heavenly realm also needed the water god......

"Master, although I hate your look very much, but fate arranged for me to choose you, I hope you think of me, thinking of Her Majesty, you must appear, smoke, there are too many words, I want to tell you, Master, you must be here"

"Seven emotions and six desires, after all, will be one" The words of the nightmare old man hovered in the smoke-dyed mind again. When the key was about to be inserted into the lock, the smoke stopped, and the Dream Weaver slipped out, emitting a colorful light.

Dye Smoke quickly picked it up, and the incense that was about to burn out flew in front of Dye Smoke, reminding her.

"All things return to the middle, the seven emotions turn into one, and the six desires are completely gone. Weaving the dream qin, weaving the colorful dream clothes, weaving the dream spirit master, all of these are left by the master to himself, to himself. I know, I know," Dye Smoke happily ran in front of the angry Demlen.

"Master, I have been treasured by you in this life, so that I will not be shocked, I will not suffer, I will not be displaced, and I will not have no branches to rely on. This dream is too beautiful and too real, and the smoke is very happy, Master, in the next life, let the smoke weave a dream for you, weave an ordinary and simple dream that only belongs to the two of us. Master, in the next life, you must agree to dye the cigarette, you can't leave like this" The dye smoke picked up the key, put away the dream weaving qin, stood on tiptoe, and kissed the thin lips of the departing from the dead.

At the moment of the kiss, the key in her hand was also inserted into the lock, her master, who had been chic and free all his life, was the only one who was different from her. At the end of life, in fact, there is no choice, life and death, death and life, true and false, only the things that you want to protect desperately will not be able to let go.

"Master, life and death are broad, and Zicheng said, in the pain of my dreams, I am looking for you, Master, I love you with smoke"

With that, Smoke turned the key to open the door, and the last bit of incense stopped burning. Suddenly, a huge light struck, and the other doors all disappeared, shattering the barrier.

The whole person frowned, she hadn't seen the death yet, could it be that the smoke was really wrong, but what does it mean that the smoke is not in danger now.

Dye Yan looked back at his sister-in-law, "Your Majesty, I'm sorry, Dye Yan still hasn't received Master, since Master remembers here, the spiritual sense must also exist here, I want to stay with him, please wait for Yu Xuan and them, for the sake of His Royal Highness, they all have to stay." Your Majesty, you once asked me why you called him to death, not because I hated him, but because I loved him and said goodbye."

After saying that, the smoke walked towards the strong light, there was no other shore of death, she didn't have anything to look forward to, it didn't matter, she just hoped that the reincarnation of this life would be able to meet a death, she didn't know why the final choice was wrong, but she didn't want to continue to care, perhaps, this is the best ending......

But when she fell into the smoke of the bright light, she only felt that she had fallen into the abyss, and lightning struck her body, but there was always a smile on her face, as if the death had appeared beside her, just like that day of the catastrophe. Although she was unconscious that time and did not see it, now, she seems to feel it, even though her body is in pain, but her heart is warm.

The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is happy and the king knows it, this ending is very good, the next life, I only wish, you are not my master, I am not your apprentice, but in the end we can meet and die, thank you for giving me my name and growing up with me......

The incense suddenly rekindled, and until it burned out, a faint lotus fragrance still appeared, and the taste was special. Just as the concubine wanted to explore the past, the bright light turned into a colorful color, and a man in white fluttering slowly walked out with a cigarette in his arms.

Only then did she stop, her brows smoothed, her eyes became incomparably clear, and she looked at the man motionlessly. At this moment, she is excited, although there is no expression on her face, although she has no waves in her heart.

"Senior brother, long time no see"

Lixian Chong smiled, lowered his head, and looked at the smoke in his arms, his eyes were as tender as water. Put her down, use her spiritual power, and gently smooth the scars on the cigarette stain's hand. The blue spiritual power kept pulsing, and it seemed extremely ethereal.

She just watched from afar and didn't bother. She hadn't figured out what was going on, and she wasn't sure if the death in front of her was real or not. Nightmare Pole, the first time this happened, the incense was still burning at the end, and it didn't seem to change.

After dealing with the wound on the dyed smoke's hand, he got up and nodded to his sister-in-law, and disappeared, leaving only the blue spiritual power to illuminate the dyed smoke......