Spring Ember left alone. The man didn't follow up again, not knowing whether to sigh at her departure or feel unreasonable about what she had done, Song Qingyin saw that the man shook his head, and there was no special expression on his face.

She couldn't help but follow Chun Ash, watching her step by step out of the city gate, she was holding the baby in swaddling clothes alone, and there was only a small money bag in her body, no matter how Song Qingyin looked at it, she felt that they would not survive this month.

But not only did they survive, but they also seemed much happier than they had been in the city. The girl in her arms finally learned to laugh, her teeth had not yet grown, but she knew to reach out to her mother for a hug. Chun Ember was obviously very fond of the child, and she made some embroidery as she went, and sold it to the street vendors in exchange for money, and bought her the rest of the gadgets except for her daily expenses.

"Boss, how far is Qingyun Mountain?"

The chubby proprietress didn't even raise her eyelids, and fiddled with her abacus, "Go out of the city gate and walk seven miles." ”

Chun Ember thanked him, picked up the child and walked towards the place she said.

Song Qingyin has been following her for a whole year, although the speed of time in this illusion is different from that in reality, she still feels extremely tired, let alone the spring embers who really walked down completely with the child in her arms. Song Qingyin had to admire from the bottom of her heart, although she didn't know who this person was, but just looking at her seemed to get great courage and encouragement, making her feel that no matter what she encountered, she would not be afraid anymore.

After another five days, Spring Ember finally walked to the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

The tall pines and cypresses are lush and green all over the mountain, and the peaks are towering into the clouds, and you can glimpse a few pale greens in the clouds from a distance, which must be the origin of the name of Qingyun Mountain.

"Stop."

Before she could step onto the stone steps, she was stopped by two gray-robed disciples guarding the door.

"Who?"

Chun Ember hugged the child and saluted them, "Little girl Chun Ash, I heard that Qingyun Mountain is a family of refining weapons, and this time I came here to ask for advice on the magic weapon of my daughter's life. ”

The two disciples glanced at each other, and restrained a little hostility, but their faces were still not particularly good-looking.

"Madame, please go back, something happened in the mountains recently, I'm afraid the elders don't have much time to see you."

Song Qingyin guessed for a moment, could it be that this time was the time when Lan Yi took Ah Xue to overthrow the Qingyun Mountain Town Demon Tower and escaped, if this was the case, then Qingyun Mountain should not just be as simple as 'something happened'. It's just that this disciple looks light, but it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

They have all come here, and Spring Ember will naturally not give up easily. She knelt down and bowed heavily to the two disciples, "Please be accommodating to the two Taoists, save my poor child!" ”

"This ......"

The disciple hesitated for a moment, "It's okay to let you in, but whether the elder is willing to see you or not depends on your sincerity." And there are so many beasts on the mountain, we don't care if something happens. ”

The spring embers were overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed their heads and thanked them, and hurriedly entered the mountain gate along the stone steps. She picked up her daughter on her back and kowtowed step by step towards the Qingyun Palace on the mountain peak.

Song Qingyin touched her face, and somehow, she burst into tears.

Before Chun Ember got married, she had always been a girl playing and singing in a teahouse. Her delicate knees were worn out, and the blood stains bloomed into patches on the ground. Her hands were covered with a thick layer of calluses, and new wounds had not healed, and she could no longer play the piano. But her bright eyes have not darkened, and even now, they are full of hope.

It's really hard to hold her down and ask, what's worth it?

Perhaps moved by her sincerity, in the three days she was in the mountains, although she fainted from time to time, she did not encounter the fierce beasts mentioned by the disciples guarding the mountain.

She met Elder Linghe as she wished.

The moment this elder appeared in front of him, Song Qingyin subconsciously grasped the small sword in his hand.

The eyes are full of kindness, déjà vu, wearing a crane pattern Liuyun Dao robe, and even the tone makes people feel like a spring breeze. This person, such a person Song Qingyin has seen in more than one meeting, and it would be too far-fetched to say that it was a coincidence. She only believed that it was deliberate, and she was afraid that Chun Ember and the child in her arms were the first to fall in this game of chess.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel chills all over her body.

If she could, she would love to pull and pull out of here now. But she couldn't do it, she could only watch Elder Linghe smile and tell Chun Ember that there was a dragon that was rare in a hundred years living in the perched cloud stream under the high cliff of Sunset Ridge, and there was a soul bead in the dragon's mouth, and only by fusing that thing into this child's body could her life be rewritten.

What else doesn't understand this, it's her own past.

She really wanted to hug the person in front of her, she used to hold a grudge against this person, and in her memory 'Mother' was a completely non-existent person, and the seeds of tragedy were planted in her. But looking at everything she had done, Song Qingyin could no longer hold back her tears.

A baby with ominous characters and a blood of a monk in his body is not the best body for the Demon King's soul.

I don't know if it's because of the exhaustion of good luck, Spring Ember suddenly fell ill after coming out of Qingyun Mountain. During the day, she always deliberately suppressed herself, for fear of scaring the child. At night, when the child fell asleep, Song Qingyin's heart was about to pick up when he heard the hoarse cough. That monk still has the ability, he is right, Chun Ember could have lived a peaceful and ordinary life, but being with her will definitely invite disaster.

A few months later, Chun Ember dragged a pair of broken and sick bodies to Qiyun Stream. Although she knew that she must have found the dragon and obtained the soul bead, Song Qingyin was still faintly nervous.

Spring Ember sat by the cold pool for a day and a night, her lips were bruised from the biting cold, and finally fell into a deep sleep. Someone touched her hand in her sleep, and the tiny wounds from the rocks healed quickly, and the wounds were no longer numb, which made her feel much better.

But Song Qingyin could see it clearly, it was not a dragon that came out of under the cold pool. It was a woman in a white dress, she walked barefoot from the water, her body was not wet at all, and a pair of clear eyes looked at the sleeping woman ignorantly.

"Ryukyan......?"

Although he had long been prepared that Liuyan was not a human, Song Qingyin couldn't help but be taken aback when he realized that she was the dragon he was looking for.

"Hmm......" Ember was awakened by her movements. At this time, Liuyan's hand was pressing on her neck, she didn't dare to move, but she could feel that the other party was not malicious.

After a while, Liuyan put her hand down, "I'm sorry, I can't save it." ”

Immediately after, Chun Ember took her hand, "You're a dragon, aren't you!" ”

Smoke: ......

Ryuyan: "Dragon, I am." ”

Song Qingyin couldn't help laughing, her mother's heart is really big, the other party is a dragon!

"You too, want soul beads?" Ryuyan looked sad, but she still asked seriously as she looked into Haru Ember's eyes.

"For hundreds of years, I have guarded it." She pointed to her heart, "No, good thing. ”

Song Qingyin: I don't know how the Demon Lord felt when he heard Liuyan say that he was not a good thing.

"But I was told that this is the only thing that can save my daughter's life. She was still so young, and I was not willing to let her die before she could take a few more glances at the world. She should grow up well and have a large group of friends with whom they can go far, far away...... Even if I can't be with her. ”

"I've grown up well, I've made friends, and we're going to a long way." Song Qingyin muttered, "Although this may be my last long trip. ”

Liuyan took the baby from her hand, she carefully touched the baby's tender and soft face, and then bit her index finger and fed a mouthful of blood into it.

Song Qingyin: ......, it turns out that she has already drunk dragon blood!

"Soul Bead, like her." Liuyan wanted to tell the other party something, but she had always lived alone under this cold pool, and no one had taught her how to clearly express her wishes.

Song Qingyin didn't know what she saw in those eyes. A line of tears snaked down her face, and she closed her eyes in despair.

"Bad things, do you mean the Demon Lord Divine Soul?"

Ryuyan said, "Yes." ”

Dragons are always much more honest than humans, and they have not learned to hide and deceive. Despite some cruelty, the only thing Chun Ember wants is the truth.

"Will the spirit find the host and devour the original owner?" Spring Ember asked.

Liuyan shook his head, "Divine soul, shattered, incomplete." She pointed to the baby, "Shortly, it won't die." However, something else will be attracted. ”

"And, there are too many, and they will explode."

The powerful power of the Demon Lord's Divine Soul is naturally something that everyone wants to compete for, even if Chun Ember is not a monk, he has heard of the great battle a hundred years ago. Wouldn't such a thing become a living target when it appeared in the body of a child? Did the person who induced her to come here also calculate all this, and calculated that she had no other way.

"How many years can you go long?"

Liuyan thought for a moment and said, "Twenty years." ”

Twenty years...... Song Qingyin counted with her fingers, she was just over a year old at that time, and twenty years have passed now, but she seems to have been killed by an explosion.

"Okay, twenty years." Spring Ember kissed the child's soft cheek, "I hope the Demon Lord's destiny can bring you some good luck." ”

Seeing that she insisted, Liuyan had no choice but to take out the soul bead and blend it into the baby's forehead. But only Song Qingyin saw that behind the scorching light of the soul bead, there was another force lingering around her side, absorbing the demonic energy that the soul bead had escaped.

Don't think about it anymore, the only person who can best match the Demon Lord's soul here and now is Lu Qichuan.