Cangming's sudden appearance surprised everyone, no one knew where she was just now, and how could she suddenly appear. Just like when she suddenly appeared by the Lianhe River before, no one knows how she came back to life and how she suddenly appeared here?

But none of this matters, the two have already handed it over, Jin Hui originally just wanted to take away the breaking power from Han Qingge, he has always had clear grievances, Cangming has never felt sorry for him, and he doesn't want to hurt her life, it is naturally best for her to survive. But the current situation has changed, and it seems that if you want to fight against Cangluo, you must first pass the Cangming level.

The god of "protection" personally faced the enemy, which had never been done before, and all the people opened their eyes wide, wanting to see how the Cangming Divine Venerable, who had become strange after 10,000 years, swept away the fallen immortals?

A golden sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the swords of the two collided together, and two rays of light, one white and one red, rose to the sky, vowing to cut the heaven and earth.

Jin Hui felt strange when he hit each other, although the opponent's sword momentum was terrifying, he didn't even feel the slightest murderous aura.

How is this possible? Isn't she here for revenge?

Han Qingge's second move has arrived, this move has just started, and suddenly the Sanskrit sound around it is loud, and the killing intent in the Jin Hui Sword has been suppressed, and he was suddenly shocked, this is the power of "breaking", and it is the most domineering power in the heavenly realm.

But no matter how surprised he was, it was the case, and the power of destruction was being suppressed.

The Han Qingge sword had arrived, aimed at his throat, Jin Hui swung his sword to block, the two swords struck each other, and there was another trace on his sword, which was still the brand of lotus petals.

His eyes flashed, and he quickly retreated without waiting for Han Qingge's third sword to stab. He swung his sword as he retreated, and the sword wind passed by, and one by one appeared out of thin air, exactly like him, and as soon as they landed, they rushed towards Han Qingge.

A cold glint flashed in Han Qingge's eyes, and she met it faster, only to see her drift past the obscure bodies that surrounded her, and these obscurities instantly lost their mobility, maintaining the posture of raising their swords but no longer moving.

Jin Hui's eyes lit up, and he summoned more and more obscurity, and retreated faster and faster. But Han Qingge's speed also accelerated, and these appearances couldn't stop her at all.

The distance between the two is constantly shortening, and Han Qingge's red clothes are particularly conspicuous on the edge of this lotus river, and on this lotus river, which has always been only black, this color does not know whose eyes are stinging.

Just when the distance between the two was less than a zhang, the hearts of the two trembled at the same time, and the light of the sky dissipated as if fleeing, and the day quietly disappeared.

At the end of morning and dusk, the wind direction on the Lotus River changed, the Lotus River flowed backwards, and the doors of the heavenly realm and the underworld opened.

Han Qingge glanced at the Lotus River, at this time, the clear blue water of the river had turned inky, and the wind on the Lotus River was blowing more and more fiercely, which reminded her of the day she was brought into the Immortal Transformation Courtyard.

On that day, on the wooden boat, there was the extradition of the immortals, and the gray hair...

The thought of gray hair pierced her heart, but it was precisely because of this discomfort that she was able to wake up from the nightmare. She still remembered the smell of blood when Gray Fur died, this smell was carried in front of her along the black rope, and she wanted to save him, this thought overwhelmed everything, and this was the fundamental reason why she woke up.

But when she woke up, her eyes were hazy, as if the heavens and earth had first opened, and there was nothing. She didn't know where she was, and she didn't know how to save Gray Fur.

At that moment, a sigh rang out in her ears, and then she felt as if she was in warm water, and her whole body was comfortable. And all around, Sanskrit sounded, her body gradually regained consciousness, and the pain of being cut and pierced on her body hit instantly, and the pain made her consciousness finally sober.

It's just that after waking up, her heart seems to have hollowed out a large piece, and this large piece of pain soon makes her unable to feel pain anywhere else on her body.

Beside her, many red lotuses slowly appeared, and Han Qingge's gaze swept them one by one, and she didn't seem surprised by their appearance.

The red lotus slowly moved closer to her, each one turning into a red light and entering her body as it touched her body.

"Han Qingge, the past is gone, the past is broken, everything has nothing to do with you anymore, come back, return to the lotus pond. A quaint voice said.

As soon as this voice appeared, Han Qingge was suddenly shocked, this voice was too familiar to her, isn't this the river god of the silt pond?

"Grandpa River God, is that you?"

"Qingge, you still remember me, very good, very good, a good boy. ”

The river god paused for a moment, and then said, "But I am not the river god, but the novice who serves the lotus pond in front of the Buddha." ”

Lotus pond, in front of the Buddha, red lotus......

If you can lock the wood to make a fire, the silt will give birth to a red lotus......

"Qingge, if you follow the red lotus now, the future will be written off......"

The river god's voice seemed to have a magical power, making Han Qingge want to do what he said. But the pain on her body doesn't count, the missing piece of her heart makes her feel painful when she moves.

The river god seemed to see her hesitation, and sighed: "Hey, girl, if you lose your heart, you have come to the fairy world for two lifetimes, and you haven't found it for ten thousand years, so you shouldn't have forced it." ”

"What Grandpa said is, but I still want to take root for a long time, and it is not appropriate to go back to the lotus pond. I just hope that grandpa will give me a chance to do it again according to my heart. ”

After the river god was silent for a long time, he pronounced a long Buddha horn and said: "If you really want to do this, I can't force it, life and death are up to you, and your life is up to you, but what the consequences are, do you know?"

Han Qingge lowered her eyes slightly, and the pain in her chest was still magnifying, as if she would kill her at any time.

"What I can't afford is here. She pointed to her chest, raised her eyes again, and said, "Buddha Pure Land, I can't go back, thank you grandpa, thank you Buddha." ”

As she spoke, she knelt down and kowtowed three times to the west, and when she raised her head again, she only heard a Buddha horn in the sky, the red light gradually dissipated, and the last red lotus entered her body.

"The red lotus seed is ashamed of my Buddha. ”

Han Qingge knocked his head to the ground, and after a long time, he got up.

When she got up, she found that her body had been reshaped, the previous scars were gone, and only the feeling of missing a piece on her chest was still clear, which made her almost crazy.

The red light flashed, and a brand new sword appeared in front of her, without the power of life and without the power of breaking, this sword was a brand new sword, a sword that belonged to her.

Almost as soon as the sword appeared, everything around her was clear, she was still standing in the distance, but there was nothing around her, and the connection to this land that had been spurned by the gods was gone.

But in her trance, she still saw the shadows of many black lotus hovering around her, clearly extinguished, vague, black lotus is just a shadow, it is the unwillingness left by the fallen immortals...

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