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In the necklace space, a looming golden bead was floating, and Yilong fell asleep and did not return to her.

Click!

The necklace shattered, and in her white palm, it was torn apart.

The golden beads had long since broken with the damage of the necklace, and Yan Yuqing didn't even have the last thoughts.

The vines had quietly receded, dormant in a corner, motionless.

Zi Heng sighed and ordered someone to move the three people who had just come out of the necklace space to Si Yao Xingjun.

The sky in the Heavenly Palace became clear again, and Yan Yuqing didn't know how he came out in the end. She lay in a rocking chair, staring at the sky in a daze, day after day.

I don't know how long this numb day passed, one day, she found that the black qi that would surge as soon as her emotions were out of control didn't know when it would no longer appear, and there was a faint layer of pale golden halo on her body.

Ziheng paced around her, frowning and pondering, how could this halo be so familiar?

Yes, this is the breath of Yilong.

When Yan Yuqing heard about this, he summoned his soul sense to investigate around his body, and found that in his heart, a golden villain was sitting cross-legged in it, breathing.

"Who are you?" A little boy suddenly appeared in her heart, and she did not feel afraid, on the contrary, felt something close.

The little boy Huo Ran opened his eyes and stretched out his hand to grab it, "With Bendi's heart, you still come to ask who I am?" ”

Yan Yuqing's soul consciousness was caught by him and also entered his heart. The rich fairy aura came to her face, and she couldn't open her eyes with the sweet breath.

The corners of the little golden man's mouth raised, took away Yan Yuqing, who was blocking his eyes with his hand, and said softly: "What, you still don't fit in?" You've been using this Heavenly Emperor's Heart for more than ten years, but you haven't cultivated it yet? What a ruthless and unrighteous stinky girl. ”

As he spoke, he scratched Yan Yuqing's nose.

Yan Yuqing, who was still depressed and decadent and hurt by leaving, was shocked when he heard this, his eyes widened, and he couldn't speak for a long time with his mouth open. Looking closely, the eyebrows and eyes of the little golden man are really a little similar to Yilong.

She pinched the little golden man's face and nodded his nose again, still unable to believe it: "You are really Yilong?" How did you turn golden? ”

Yilong proudly flicked away her claws that were still on him, and said proudly, "Have you heard of the golden body remodeling?" ”

"You're dying?!" Yan Yuqing almost rolled her eyes.

It is rumored that the Emperor of Heaven had disappeared for a period of time before, and it was for her sake at that time, and Yan Yuqing knew it. Now that she has disappeared for a long time, if the immortals know the reason, they will not gather to give her to Ling Chi.

Pity her as a mortal, she has not yet cultivated immortals and attained the Tao, but she has offended the gods of the heavenly realm one by one.

Hold your forehead, sigh, and regret it.

Yilong took a look at the constantly changing look on her face, chuckled and clenched his fist at the corner of his mouth and coughed lightly, "Although you are usually lazy and have low understanding, for the sake of your dedication to cultivating immortals and being kind and humble, I will show you a clear path to immortal ascension." ”

Yan Yuqing heard this, his eyes were burning and shining, and he nodded like pounding garlic, looking at Yilong.

After coming out of the heart, Yan Yuqing seemed to have changed as a person, the decline of the past was swept away, and he was full of energy all day long, either painting a portrait of Yilong in Qiwu Palace, or meditating on his relics.

The immortals who were still complaining about Yan Yuqing, seeing her so obsessed with Yilong, slowly began to feel unbearable, and gradually changed their attitude towards her. Her deeds are famous throughout the Heavenly Realm.

became famous not because she harmed the Emperor of Heaven, this matter has been blocked by Ziheng. The reason why she is famous is because she is a mortal, and she dares to risk the world's greatness, and she is devoted to the Emperor of Heaven and condenses her soul for her. Shengsheng used his incomparably firm willpower and powerful soul sea to gather the breath of Yilong on himself little by little, and nourished it with his own body.

The immortals were moved.

In fact, Yan Yuqing just painted a portrait of him every day as Yilong said, and then looked at his things for two hours. She didn't think it was a difficult thing to do, so she agreed immediately. It's just that she didn't know that this was because Yilong was afraid that she would forget about herself, so she came up with such a method, and she was worried that she would not care, so she made up a set of rhetoric about ascending to immortals.

What he really wanted to do was to announce to the Four Realms that Yan Yuqing was his person, whether he lived or died.

He loved her, and so did she!

And it worked.

Zi Heng has been in Xianxia Hall for some time, and he can see some things, but he just doesn't want to face them. Sighing and looking up at the sky, he felt that his heart hurt so much, but he could only endure it.

He really can't fight with a dead man. What's more, that person was trying to save Yan Yuqing, and he couldn't win.

Rao is unwilling, what can he do, he only hates himself for not making a contribution in the encirclement and suppression more than ten years ago, but watching from the sidelines.

laughed at himself, the current world reported so violently that he was caught off guard.

The corners of Yilong's mouth rose, calmly cultivating in his heart, and he finally became a veritable Emperor of Heaven after recasting his golden body. He is no longer afraid of being attacked and his soul torn apart. Back then, he was forced to seal his beloved with his own hands, which was the pain of his life. Now that the soul is coming and going, those who plot against them, he will definitely pull them out, throw them into the Nine Hells, and destroy them into powder.

Years later.

"Qing'er", Yilong whispered in the dark.

Yan Yuqing's hand trembled slightly, and a little ink fell on the handsome and dashing face in the painting, and a large black mole fell on the tall nose of the person in the painting.

"Poof", Yan Yuqing casually threw away the paintbrush, laughed so hard that the flowers and branches trembled, and startled a thick pile of painting paper next to the case, scattered all over the ground.

The man in the painting is either reading a book and drinking tea, or stroking the piano under the flowers, or chanting poems with his head down, or boating on the river, all of which have different forms, but they all have the same face.

Xu has practiced a lot, and the look between his eyebrows and eyes actually has a bit of real charm.

Yilong's figure gradually appeared, leaning lazily against the window, blocking out part of the daylight that slipped in at noon. Half of his face was hidden in the dark, and he couldn't see clearly, but his voice was a little more fluctuating than before.

"Qing'er"

In the deep eyes, a touch of tenderness rippled under the eyes, gently shallow, with a watery smile. He stood still, opened his arms, and said evilly: "Not yet." ”

The voice, although there was coercion, was not strong enough.

Yan Yuqing tilted his head mischievously and wanted to tease him, so he raised his cheeks and asked, "Who is Your Excellency?" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, an irresistible force instantly enveloped her, and she was directly dragged to the opposite side of Yilong by this force, her face was against her face, the tip of her nose touched the tip of her nose, and the warm breath smoked the ears of the two red.

Yan Yuqing lowered her eyes, and the crystal water shone charmingly on her curled eyelashes. Yilong lifted her chin lightly and whispered in her ear, "Is this shy?" ”

Someone rolled his eyes and laughed silently against him.

The Emperor of Heaven was reborn and returned, and the light of the Buddha shone all over the world. Yan Yuqing's Yinzhu master was in the thick of the immortal aura, and the ban was finally lifted, and he was looking at her with silver hair hanging down to the ground. And beside him, standing was Yan Yuqing's father. But now, although their appearance is the same as before, their temperament is much different.

In the past, they were in Xuanyuan Kingdom, although they were also relatives of the emperor, and their luxury and grace were incomparable, but it was concluded that they were not as they are now, with an ethereal appearance and a compelling fairy spirit.

For a moment, Yan Yuqing was stunned.

She looked at Yilong, then at her father and mother, and a sentence involuntarily popped up in her mind: If one person gains the Tao, the chicken and dog ascend to heaven?

Fu patted his head violently, what kind of chicken dog, is there such a metaphor for his father?

She took a sip of herself in her heart, but saw her mother coming in a set of aqua red dresses, "Qing'er, it's not a call to see the Emperor of Heaven, after so many years, there are more and more rules." ”

As he spoke, he coughed lightly, and glanced at Yilong.

But seeing that the Emperor of Heaven was not stunned, he looked at Yan Yuqing with a very doting expression, and Yan's mother was embarrassed, she looked at Yan Dian is color, "Your father and I are going to plant trees, you talk first." ”

As he spoke, he pulled away Yan Dian, who was confused and couldn't figure out the situation, and walked out, leaving behind the affectionate backs of the two flounders.

"I'm going back to continue painting", Yan Yuqing sighed, turned around and walked towards Qiwu Palace.

Yilong hurriedly grabbed her departing sleeve and said softly: "Don't paint yet, I haven't seen you for a long time, you don't want me?" ”

His eyes were full of endless grievances, and he looked at Yan Yuqing pitifully, for a moment.

Yan Yuqing patted him on the shoulder heartlessly, "You have reshaped your golden body, I can't be too lazy." And let me persist again, make a few more paintings, and become a little fairy child or something, and it will not be in vain for so many years of perseverance. ”

As he spoke, he quickly raised his eyes and swept Yilong, lowered his head and said nothing, with a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, ready to brush away the hand that was pulling his sleeve.

Yilong is really anxious at this time, he hasn't seen him for so many years, and the pain of lovesickness can't be solved. Now that they have just met, she is going to do some kind of Rausch painting, which is a pit dug by herself, and she deserves to bury herself.

He clenched his fists and said very earnestly, "You have been sincerely cultivating for so many years, it's time to become an immortal." ”

"Oh?" Her eyebrows rose, and her beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, "Then I'll be happy to accept it." ”

……

A dream, a love, even if it is empty, I want to chase.

Hates parting, hurts and feelings, especially knows that self-harm has no regrets.

Deep love is the only way to be perfect.