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After Xuanluo released Ruoshui from the Heart Refining Array, a mouthful of blood spit out, and his appearance also changed, slowly turning into the appearance of Guo Jia in the Heart Refining Array.

Xuanluo vomited blood, and a man in white next to him walked up and injected golden light into Xuanluo's body.

"Why are you doing this? No one who enters the battle will get out alive, otherwise you will be the one who dies......" The man in white sighed.

He has been guarding here for more than a thousand years, and he was supposed to be a ghost, and he should have come to seduce the soul. But after I came, I found that Xuanluo's soul was unusual, this soul actually had the immortal light of interception, and no matter how stupid the ghost in white was, he knew that this was the master he couldn't provoke.

This one wants to leave, so he can take him to reincarnation. If he stays in this formation, he can only stay here. Otherwise, when this person awakens one day and remembers that he has offended him, he will be unlucky. It is better to keep it for thousands of years than to be scattered one day.

On that day, when Ruoshui entered the battle, the white-clothed ghost saw the difference between Ruoshui. It was not surprising that he knew that Xuanluo loved formations and had extraordinary talents in formations, and that the Interception Formation was famous all over the world. What is strange to him is that Xuanluo has been looking for people, obviously just a wisp of remnant soul that has not awakened, but deep in his consciousness, he has always remembered that he is looking for people, looking for people who haunt his soul.

It's really a coincidence, Ruoshui, this girl, broke the formation three times and twice, and broke the formation with her own blood. Xuanluo and the white-clothed ghost had wrong eyes. Xuanluo's heart hung up, if nothing else, this girl who could break her own formation with her essence blood was the person she was looking for.

Xuanluo first conjured up a different appearance and told Ruoshui that he was a person in the array. He threw Ruoshui into the Heart Refining Array. Entering the Heart Refining Array, Xuan Luo sealed Ruoshui's memory, and always hoped to draw out what Ruoshui really cared about in his heart, and see if Ruoshui was the person he was looking for.

At first, he took a dummy and conjured up a man exactly like Lu Qinghe according to Ruoshui's memory, named Lu Chen, a man with the word Qinghe, close to Ruoshui.

Ruoshui was as good as she remembered, and she really had a good impression of Lu Qinghe, and the two liked each other and made a mandarin alliance.

At this time, Xuanluo turned into his true self again, became Guo Jia, and entered the life of Ruoshui. He didn't know why, deep in his soul he had an inexplicable closeness to Ruoshui, clamoring to let him be with her.

Maybe it was a cry from the depths of his soul, or maybe it was the real Ruoshui in front of him that made him can't help but be moved. Slowly, he began to pay attention to the radiant girl, the talented girl. Her smile seemed to have appeared in the depths of her memory, like an imprint engraved in the depths of her soul.

That night, the two were drunk. He couldn't help but want her, although he knew that she didn't have herself in her heart at that time. But he doesn't regret it, he wants to be with her, he wants her, that obsession trumps everything. He knew that there was only one person alive between himself and her, or she would die in this heart refining array, and he would continue to be a person in the array. Either she followed the ghost to the underworld, and she left this heart refining array.

Now that the ending is doomed, he hopes that he can have a happy ending with her here. can sing with her husband and wife, and be happy for a lifetime.

Ruoshui became pregnant and conceived their baby. At that moment, he was filled with a sense of happiness that he had never felt before. He never knew that he had a wisp of remnant soul, and in a phantom array, he could still have a chance to conceive an heir.

It was the crystallization of his and her love, and he carefully cared for the mother and son. He prayed to heaven that such happy days would be long, or at least that he would watch their children grow up.

Unfortunately, the heavens did not seem to hear his prayers, and their son died when he was so young. His soul was forced out of the heart refining array, leaving behind a mother and son who were orphans and widows, and he once put it in the palm of his hand, and he was reluctant to cry heartbroken for his beloved wife Jiao'er, who was not hurt in the slightest.

The beloved wife is no longer the delicate and ignorant girl, and the temperament of the whole person has changed. She disguised herself as a man and voted for Liu Bei, she took her toddler on a long journey, and died nine times in order to avenge herself.

The girl's face was cold, and her words carried the momentum of pointing the world, and between her backhands, she destroyed an army of 100,000. A fire in Bowangpo burned Cao Jun and threw away his armor. The girl who used to hide behind him, who didn't know anything, just waiting for herself to shelter her from the wind and rain, in order to avenge herself, had grown to such a point, and he couldn't help but feel sad when he saw it.

What kind of blow has it experienced, and what kind of stimulation has it been to turn a delicate and misty girl into a strategist general who kills people without blinking an eye overnight? What kind of despair and hatred did she experience?

Xuanluo can no longer stand the desolate and desperate appearance of his beloved wife, if he is destined to leave this world, and he is destined to wait for a thousand years just to continue his relationship with her here for half a lifetime, then let her think that this is just a dream. Let her think that all this is just a nightmare of refining her heart, and when she wakes up, everything is false, forgetting herself, forgetting her children, and starting over, it is the best for her.

Xuanluo sent Ruoshui out of the formation, and he followed the white-clothed ghost to the underworld. Xuanluo stepped out step by step, and flowers grew under his feet.

There is no shore on the other side of the flowers, the soul is still in the river, the drunk does not know the smoke and waves, the dream is vaguely cold, the flowers and leaves do not see each other for thousands of years, the fate is born and dances, the flowers do not understand the words of the flowers, and the Buddha sighs in my heart.

Blood-like bright red flowers bloomed all over the banks of the Lechuan River, amazing the souls passing by. Those souls who have seen this flower have forgotten all the things in their lives, leaving everything that was once on the other side of the Lethe River, blooming into a bewitching flower and the flowers left by Xuanluo.

The vision left by Xuanluo shocked the white-clothed ghost who brought him back, and just as he was about to ask, he saw Xuanluo's eyes were misty, and a golden Xuanguang only went towards the world.

The white-clothed ghost was almost frightened and wanted to recover Xuanguang, but the head stopped him: "This is a remnant soul true spirit, return to the main body at this time." Don't worry about him, he has already jumped out of the Three Realms, is not in the Five Elements, and has no one to manage except the Heavenly Dao. ”

At the same time, Lu Qinghe in the Lu Mansion felt a golden light submerge into his body and disappear. When he looked at it, he didn't see anything unusual in his body, and he shook his head, thinking that everything seemed to be just an illusion.

When the golden light fell, in the dark, another force dragged Ruoshui into the Song family and came into contact with the people of the Song family. The people who dragged the Song family took out the hand scroll, and dragged Ruoshui into the hand scroll.

Thousands of years of waiting, perhaps just for this moment. Just for fear of missing the moment when you and I met.