Zuo Qingtian was almost petrified, he really couldn't accept the scene in front of him, didn't she leave? He had been looking for her for so many years, but he couldn't find her, why was she here?

He was a little scared, even she jumped into the Lethe River, and even she faded!

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He was excited, and he persevered for a long time before he took a difficult step and approached the white man.

His hands trembled a little, and the white woman, at his angle, was sideways, and he wanted to speak, and said hello to her, his lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word.

The hand unconsciously stretched out and touched the woman's shoulder, the second his hand touched hers, with the touch of his hand, the woman's body changed a lot, gradually disintegrated, and slowly separated.

Pieces of white flew up, as beautiful as snowflakes flying, slowly floating, slowly floating, floating, that piece of white, in the sight of the clear sky on the left little by little disappeared.

Zuo Qingkong raised his face, stretched out his hand, and wanted to hold a piece of white, but found that it was in vain, and it still melted into his hand, and the bitterness gradually spread, and some didn't believe his eyes, she was a fairy in hell, a goddess he worshipped, and the most proud female disciple of King Jizo, why did she treat herself like this, didn't she leave? Didn't she quietly leave hell? How did she end up here?

Why? Why?

The white woman disintegrated, a spirit, with her disintegration, flew up, the spirit bead flew, flying around Zuo Qingkong, Zuo Qingkong had a trace of bitterness hanging on the corner of his mouth, raised his left hand, and the bead slowly fell into Zuo Qingkong's palm.

He knew that this was her Neidan, the only thing in this world, what she left behind, his hand was gently held, covered his chest, half-squatted on the ground weakly, closed his eyes, felt this Neidan, his heart was extremely distressed, and his voice trembled, "Sister, for a man, is it worth it?" ”

She is his sister, her name is Jiqiu, a cold fairy, but she has a fiery heart, and for the sake of a man, she jumps into Lethe.

She had a lifetime relationship with that man, and then the man passed away, and Jiqiu returned to hell, how many years, just to see him on the Nai He Bridge, one life and one reincarnation, one life and only one side, in fact, that man had long forgotten her, she knew.

Later, on Huangquan Road, the man was too nostalgic for the world and accidentally fell into the Lethe River, where he was swallowed and digested by the river.

Zuo Qingkong always thought that she was too sad, this hell made her sad too much, so she violated the regulations and fled from here, he once looked for it, and then gave up, after all, leaving was what he also longed for living in hell, but now he knew that his sister did not leave, jumped into the Lechuan River, and was martyred.

With her sister's cultivation, even if Lechuan River is very fierce, she should be able to leave, but is she willing to suffer this kind of sin, just to be able to integrate with that man?

Why so stupid? Is it worth it? Zuo Qingtian held the beads and muttered to himself, the only relative - also gone, this hell - is colder!

He endured the discomfort, got up, and looked at the spirit bead in his hand, as if everything was doomed, and his sister was waiting for him, waiting for him to fall into the Lechuan River, and then leaving Neidan to him.

She's probably been holding out for a long time! With his sister's Nedan, he can rely on his own and Nedan strength to get out of here.

He lingered for a moment, sighed, but still endured the pain, held the beads tightly in his hand, flew away from the bottom of the water, and slowly floated to the surface.

Without looking at the nearby souls, with the power of the spirit bead, he let himself fly up, stepped on the water surface on his toes, and broke away from the Lechuan River as a whole.

The souls in the water, the ghosts cry and wolf howling, take us away, take us away, although, those ghosts' complaining eyes, desolate shouts, but Zuo Qingtian has no heart, and no strength to care about them.

The body flies, the toes hit the ground, and the person lands, but on the bridge.

Looking at Lethe River, both sides of the strait are fiery red.

The flowers on the other side, like a ball of fire, and the pleasant fragrance of flowers, always inadvertently, arouse people's seven emotions and six desires and the red dust past.

Nahe Bridge is the only way for the six reincarnations, the fragrance of flowers drifting in bursts, and Zuo Qingtian closed his eyes.

Sisi, it was here, turned around and smiled at him.

At that glance, he chased to the world desperately.

The past came to mind, and he was still so excited, and a few souls walked by him, and Zuo Qingtian didn't feel it at all.

Still intoxicated with her eyes closed, that year, as she passed by, she turned to him and said, "You are here, the most handsome person I have ever met." ”

After saying that, she didn't miss him and left.

But his heart lived for her words.

From then on, his pain came.

After so many years, why does he hate the other side of the flower, because the other side makes him think and repeat all the time, and the tragedy of the other side flower makes him know that without fate, he can only miss it after all.

Life after life, forever missed, even if he poured everything he had, he couldn't get a lifetime of love between him and her, standing on the bridge, his heart hurt again.