"Where is this?"

Zhao Linglong looked around in a panic, the white expanse was boundless, and the surroundings were full of white air currents flying.

He suddenly appeared here, just because he communicated with the jade pendant with his heart, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

This is a wonderful space, Zhao Linglong observed carefully, cautiously, and after a moment, he finally determined that there was no danger and walked forward.

His heart tightened, and he took a nervous step, for there was not a single piece of land around him, as if he were floating in the void.

Although I already had a guess in my heart, I felt that something would happen to me. But when Zhao Linglong took that step, he was still worried that he would fall from the void and shatter.

Fortunately, the tragedy did not happen.

One step out, the golden lotus bloomed under his feet, and he was extremely strange.

Zhao Linglong was shocked, and then took the second and third steps......

Step by step, step on the void!!

He was short of breath and happy in his heart, such a wonderful scene proved that the opportunity he got was not simple.

I don't know how many steps he took, but he saw a golden light appear in front of him, and his feet couldn't help but speed up, as if he could see what it was.

After a moment, Zhao Linglong approached, looking at the front with a dull gaze, where a golden coffin floated in the void, motionless, as if it was still.

In the coffin, a beautiful figure lay there quietly, white clothes are better than snow, green silk is like a waterfall, although she is motionless, her eyes are closed, but her pretty face contains supreme nobility, grace and luxury, nothing more than this.

"Who is it? Gold is a coffin, and the void is a tomb......"

Zhao Linglong was short of breath, didn't dare to approach, and watched from afar.

The woman was so beautiful, lying there quietly like a sleeping beauty, although she didn't move or speak, it gave him a great sense of oppression, which made Zhao Linglong feel inferior.

He knew that the woman in front of him must be extremely noble, and although she died, she was as noble as controlling all the grace in the world.

But, is she really dead?

Who is the voice in your heart?

Zhao Linglong didn't dare to approach, and looked at it from a distance, just like what it said in the book, you can only watch it from a distance and not play with it!

Even Zhao Linglong felt that it was a great blasphemy to just look at the other party like this.

The space was silent, one standing, the other lying, time seemed to stand still, without the slightest flow.

I don't know when, one after another sounded, at first slowly, at last hurriedly, and later, one after another, with demand, with a thick sadness and despair.

"I am willing to exchange everything I have in this life for her momentary beauty. Azhu, Azhu, big brother is sorry for you......"

Like the saddest roar in the heart, with blood and tears, condensed with despair and sadness, it sounded in this space, over and over again, like muttering, and like persistent unrelaxation, which moved the hearer.

Zhao Linglong woke up and looked at it in a panic, but found that except for himself and the woman, there was no one here.

However, the voice sounded, as clear as in his ears, as if someone was lying on his shoulder, whispering, terrifying.

"It's ......"

"If there is a spirit in the heavens, grant me a wish! Qiao Feng is willing to exchange everything he has in this life for a hint of opportunity! ”

The voice suddenly became rough, Ye Ning could hear it, the other party was a little desperate, with a hint of urgency, and his voice was hoarse, mixed with wind and rain.

He was at a loss, and his heart was shocked: "Qiao Feng...... It was Qiao Feng who spoke, where was he? ”

Zhao Linglong looked around in a panic, wanting to leave, but saw that the woman's eyelashes in the golden coffin trembled, as if she had come to life, and she wanted to open her eyes.

Zhao Linglong was shocked and retreated in a panic, on guard.

However, the woman did not wake up after all, but her eyelashes fluttered, as heavy as two mountains adorned on her eyelids, and she could not open them no matter what.

Zhao Linglong breathed a sigh of relief, but saw that the woman had changed again. There was a touch of golden light condensed on his chest, and the golden light shrank, turned into a dot, flew out of the coffin, and floated in front of Zhao Linglong.

"May it be!"

The voice is light and ethereal.

Although the woman didn't speak, Zhao Linglong's eyes widened, and she knew very well in her heart that those two words were what the woman said.

"Give you the elixir, and your wish will come true! Read my name, I am Lingling! ”

Zhao Linglong listened carefully, his heart was pounding, for fear that the woman would come back to life. However, the woman did not come back to life after all, she just said such a sentence and was silent again.

Zhao Linglong waited for a moment, shocked, and seeing that the space was calm, he grabbed the pill in his hand and turned around and ran.

Crazy roar in his head: "Get out, get out, I'm going out." ”

Perhaps, it was his prayer that worked, and the figure flickered into a streamer of light and disappeared in place.

"It's ......"

Zhao Linglong was frightened, the stone bridge in front of him, the wind and rain, lightning and thunder.

A rough man, holding a weak woman in men's clothes, roared to the sky, his domineering face with a beard was wet, and he didn't know whether it was rain or tears.

"Qiao Feng !!"

Somehow, thinking of this name in his mind, Zhao Linglong was shocked.

"I ...... it"

"Cangtian, Qiao Feng is willing to give up all hatred and ask you to save Azhu. Everything is Qiao Feng's fault, and Qiao Feng is blamed for being too persistent......"

The roar seemed to drown out the thunder, and his clothes fluttered in the wind, and there was the sound of hunting, and there he was half-kneeling, his rough face with a hint of sorrow and despair.

This well-known man on the rivers and lakes, countless enemies have never let him fall, the inexplicable slander has not made him cry, and the enmity of his parents has never collapsed in despair.

At this point, he had lost the motivation to live.

What, more painful than killing the person you love the most with your own hands?

Perhaps, but the person in front of me is not experienced.

In his opinion, Azhu is everything to himself.

After more than 30 years of life and death, I realized the taste of love, but I buried her with my own hands.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

Zhao Linglong rubbed the corners of his red eyes and sniffed, his throat a little itchy.

When I watched TV and read novels, I fantasized about the scene in front of me, I only felt sad and helpless, and scolded Qiao Feng for being a fool with hatred for iron and steel.

At this time, I realized from my own experience that this is not a question of who is right and who is wrong, standing here, Zhao Linglong only realized Qiao Feng's deep affection and remorse for himself.

At this moment, no matter how vicious his words were, he couldn't hurt Qiao Feng a bit, because there was nothing left in his eyes, only the woman in his arms.

In a trance, Zhao Linglong realized something, looked at the golden pill in his hand, and his eyes lit up little by little.

"Original...... So...... Is it your purpose to walk the heavens, fulfill the most desired wishes for others, and turn tragedy into laughter? ”

Zhao Linglong understood that his appearance here was probably the woman's means.

Although, I don't know what the other party needs, but Zhao Linglong decided to do it according to his heart, at least, saving those poor people is a good job.

Thinking of this, he grabbed the golden elixir and walked over step by step.

The steps are heavy, and the eyes are sad.

The scene in front of him reminded him of Xiao Jia, the girl who was not very beautiful, but gentle and kind, and had been with him for seven years.

Zhao Linglong didn't regret it, just a little sad. After all, it was she who let go and let her go, but at this time, she still couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

"If you can't save yourself, can you save others? I'm just an ordinary person...... If you can't seize this opportunity......"

Walking forward with a complicated heart, his steps were heavy, but he did not alarm the big man who fell into sadness, Ye Ning's eyes were complicated, his heart was tormented, and he was really full of sympathy and admiration for the man in front of him.

was a good fight, but he was framed, his parents died tragically, and he was raised by the enemy. finally became famous, and his reputation was ruined, and he met the woman he loved, but he killed it with his own hands.

The great tragedy of life, he has experienced almost everything.

The iron-beaten man shouldn't be able to bear it, right?

However, in the original book, he still endured it, with Azhu's instructions, carrying a deep hatred of blood and guilt for his lover, and living day by day.

Because, he has to take care of Azhu's only sister, even if that sister is very uneasy.

"Ahem......"

Zhao Linglong coughed, looked at Qiao Feng condescendingly, and made a look of a fairy wind dao bone outside the world.

But......

He has short hair, flip-flops at his feet, basketball shorts on his legs, and white pajamas on his top.

If the world's masters are like this, then Lao Tzu can invite more than a dozen for a hundred yuan.

What's even more embarrassing is that Qiao Feng hugged Ah Zhu and didn't notice Zhao Linglong beside him at all, which made Zhao Linglong's face stiff and full of black lines.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he coughed again: "Qiao Daxia, I can save her." ”

Brush!!!

What kind of eyes are these, round as rice balls, blood-red and brutal, but they contain a trace of tenderness.

Zhao Linglong retreated in a panic, his heart was pounding, he didn't dare to look at Qiao Feng's blood-red eyes, he was extremely frightened.

He dodged his gaze and stammered: "I, I can save her......"