In the realm spirit domain, the Great Elder Xuan Wu, the Second Elder Xuan Zhen, the Third Elder Xuan Realm, and the Fourth Elder Xuan Kong had a sad look on their faces, and no one spoke, and the atmosphere was very dull and depressing.

"Great Elder, what are we going to do now?" The four elders were depressed for a long time, and they couldn't help but speak out.

The Great Elder's expression was cold and silent, "The Holy King has taken the Sleeping Flower this time, and he still hasn't had a round with the Holy Queen, this only opportunity is lost, and this matter of taking the Dragon Roar Order is probably no longer possible." ”

He glanced at the fourth elder Xuankong, "Fourth, you swear to pat your chest and say, this time you are nine out of ten, but in the end, the bamboo basket is empty, you talk about it, what will you do in the future?" ”

The Fourth Elder Xuankong couldn't stand the gaze of the Great Elder Xuanwu, lowered his eyes, and sighed heavily, "Alas, I didn't expect the result to be like this...... Holy King He ...... He's the only one I've ever seen who can resist the poisonous power of the Sleeping Flower's domineering passions...... I didn't expect him to be so cold and ruthless to Xuan Ling'er......"

Fourth Elder Xuan Wu snorted in disbelief, and the Great Elder interrupted him with a loud voice, "Fourth, you just say what should we do next?" ”

The four elders lowered their heads, were silent for a while, and spat out sullenly, "Now there are still two days before the medicinal effect of the Sumeru fruit is fully exerted, and theoretically the Holy King still has the opportunity to get close to Xuan Ling'er, but this matter only depends on the Holy King's own will, and others can't force him." ”

"But the Holy King, he took the most aphrodisiac effect of the sleeping flower and did not have any interest in Xuan Ling'er, besides, he had already taken the Sumeru fruit that broke off his desires, and the medicinal effect of the Sumeru fruit was seeping into his body little by little, and the seven emotions and six desires were disappearing in his body, he was now different from normal people, at this time, if he wanted him to have a round house with Xuan Ling'er, this possibility was probably very small." The Third Elder Xuanjing shook his head vigorously.

The most worrying part of being poked in the center by the Fourth Elder Xuanjing, the belief that the Third Elder Xuankong had finally accumulated was shattered, he couldn't help it, and glared at him fiercely, "Xuanjing, if you don't speak, others won't treat you as a dumb person." ”

He settled his thoughts, and continued: "Although I don't know what the reason is that the Holy King resisted the aphrodisiac power of the Sleeping Flower, I believe that the Saint King himself will not stop there, after all, he is here for the Long Xiao Order, and he knows the purpose and significance of his trip to the Realm Spirit Realm, so even if he resists Xuan Ling'er in his heart, he will not lose this opportunity to obtain the Long Xiao Order in vain." ”

Second Elder Xuan Zhen nodded, "The fourth elder is reasonable, the Holy King is a responsible person, since he left everything behind and came to our realm spirit realm, he has already made all the plans to let go, in this critical period, he will not ignore the overall situation for his own selfish feelings, there are still two days left, I think he will not let Long Xiaoling fail again, will not ignore Tianyan and the people, we just wait and see what happens." ”

Great Elder Xuan Wu pondered for a moment and sighed slightly, "Now, there is no better way, it can only be like this, everything depends on the will of heaven." ”

Last night he occupied a hexagram, the hexagram seems to be confusing, mysterious, on the bright side it looks dangerous, embattled, but it seems to imply a kind of chance, when the opportunity comes, you can survive in a desperate situation.

He has been understanding this hexagram for a long time, but he has never been able to understand the meaning of this hexagram clearly.

This desperate situation is so desperate that if it refers to the matter of the Long Xiao Order, it indicates that the Saint King's matter of the Long Xiao Order is about to fail, and his husband and wife fate with Xuan Ling'er has ended here, but what is the so-called chance? Who will be the one who will eventually win the Dragon's Howling Order?

Since Lin Yuelan took the Sumeru Fruit, she felt as if something was sneaking into his body bit by bit, causing subtle changes in his body.

He could clearly feel the subtle changes or traces of the passing of the emotion that had taken hold of the bottom of his heart, and he desperately tried to grasp that emotion and not let it slip away, but it backfired, it passed away from his heart like time slipping away from his fingertips.

Although all the past when he and Situ Nanyun met and fell in love with each other are still vivid, the feeling of being tired and in harmony with each other has slowly faded, and he can no longer find the heart-pounding and unforgettable feeling at the beginning.

The rapid passage of love and affection, as if with the pulse of time, showed a clear rhythm, and it was like a delicious dish, the form, color and aroma were the same as before, but after tasting it so many times, the pleasant experience that the taste brought to the mouth became fainter and weaker each time, and finally it was as if it were a blank sheet of paper.

In his memory, he was clearly told that Situ Nanyun was the only woman he had loved deeply in his life.

They fought side by side with each other, sharing life and death, overcoming many difficulties and obstacles, and only then did they have the night when they swore by the bright moon in the sea of flowers.

But he wanted to find the taste of love that he had worked so hard to remember, and he couldn't find it anymore, no matter how hard he tried to find it, but in vain he found that the feeling of love finally disappeared like the wind without a trace, and the pictures that appeared in front of his eyes called "deep affection" were so boring that they seemed to be watching a picture of others who had nothing to do with themselves, and the former mountain alliance and sea oath could not stir up any ripples in his heart.

Moreover, not only the loss of the emotion of love, but gradually, he found that all the emotions of joy, anger and sorrow were quietly fading and disappearing.

He was shocked to find that the effect of this Sumeru's decisive desperation was so fast and so terrifying.

It's only been a day, and he has gradually lost his emotional taste and feeling for them that once seemed to be like the sea, and the seven emotions and six desires of ordinary people have gradually faded in his heart, if three days have passed, then does he not remember this affectionate and the person he loves Yun'er? Or, more terrifyingly, will it change from what was once deep love to another emotion such as disgust that he cannot control?

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, and at this time, a chill hit his limbs, and he couldn't help but shudder.

He got up in a hurry, took out a painting of Situ Nanyun brought from Tianyan from a brocade box under the piano table a few steps away, and unfolded the painting, on which the picture of Situ Nanyun sitting alone in the Qingfeng Pavilion came into his eyes.

Although he was less touched by such a painting at this moment, he knew that this was the first painting he had painted for Situ Nanyun, and it was also the painting he had always brought with him.

Although such a sad picture should not be carried with him often, otherwise he will be brought into a sad and sad mood by the person in the painting, but he has brought it with him from the beginning and has become accustomed to its company.

He suddenly lifted his pen and wrote a line of text at the lower end of the drawing:

My wife Yun'er, the only love of my life, don't forget! Don't forget!

When he was depressed, he wanted to stroke the piano, but after the last time the strings were broken, he didn't dare to touch the piano again, and the broken strings were not repaired.

He pressed his aching brow and walked towards the dark sky outside.

For some reason, the moonlight in the sky was covered by layers of clouds and mist, slightly revealing a little light color, a little faint, and the bright stars on weekdays were also hiding under that layer of clouds and mist at this time. The moonlight and the glimmer of the stars in the sky are not enough to illuminate the darkness and silence of the netherworld. The black silence seemed to be a bottomless dark hole that devoured all the light and heat that devoured people, leaving no room for people to shout and struggle, and they sank people all at once.

Low in the air, a few birds occasionally flew by, sparsely falling one or two sounds that seemed to be lamenting, and then disappeared.

The breeze blew through the treetops, and there was a sound of sorrowful groaning like that of the bird.

He walked abruptly, and what had happened an hour ago came to his mind under the silent canopy, and his brow furrowed deeply.

At that time, he had dinner with Xuan Ling'er, but unexpectedly, the four elders colluded with Xuan Ling'er and put a kind of love poison called Hemian Flower in his wine.

When the love poison came up, he was very angry, he hated this feeling of being manipulated the most in his life, he wanted to reprimand Xuan Ling'er fiercely, and even pulled away, but the love poison pounced up, and his heart thought that this time he had to have a round room with Xuan Ling'er, otherwise the matter of taking the dragon roaring order would become far away, so he held back the sense of humiliation in his heart, resisted his disgust for Xuan Ling'er, and took the opportunity of the love poison to pick up Xuan Ling'er and walk towards the inner room.

He indulged the lust in his consciousness that was gradually out of his control, and was about to make the next move on Xuan Ling'er, when the figure of Situ Nanyun appeared in his mind again.

He seemed to see that she was looking at him with tears and sorrow through the thin beaded curtain, and he seemed to hear her grief-stricken cry, which was low and low back into his ears inch by inch from far and far.

He suddenly raised his eyes to look around, and suddenly, he saw a familiar figure standing not far from the bead curtain, looking at him and Xuan Ling'er in a panic, and then his body couldn't stand up, he fell to the ground, hiding his face and crying bitterly.

His heart throbbed, and all the emotions of apology, guilt, unbearability, and deep love for Situ Nanyun suddenly swept into his heart like a surging tide, and poured out all the lust he had at the moment because of the sleeping flower.

He pushed Xuan Ling'er away in a hurry and hurriedly walked out of the inner room.

Just now, in the room within a few feet, he felt the breath of Situ Nanyun's existence, felt the sadness and helplessness and grief in her heart, and felt that Fang Cai was close at hand, where he could touch and feel, but when he pulled back and turned around, the smell of the breath there, along with the sadness floating in the air, and the faint suppressed cry, suddenly disappeared all at once.

He smiled sadly, patted his head, and muttered, "How could it be Yun'er, she couldn't be here...... It won't be her...... It must have been because of the apology and guilt in my heart for her that I had the auditory hallucinations just now. ”

Thinking back to the previous scene, at this moment, he looked at the dark night sky with sadness in his heart, "Yun'er, an hour ago, I could still feel the feelings of love and sadness, but at this moment, I can't feel ......"