Tan Luo seemed to have had a long dream, and when she woke up and saw a purple fox lying beside her, all the past in the dream returned to reality.

It turned out that she was in Qingqiu that year, and she had already had a relationship with Chongli.

"Chongli-" She hurriedly got up, only to find that most of the injuries on her body had healed, and the Chongli Emperor had changed back to his original form due to the exhaustion of his spiritual power.

Picking up the golden pill that emitted a glimmer of light, Tan Luo's face turned pale, and sent it into the purple fox's body, seeing that Chongli was still unconscious, she put her palm against the other party's forehead to try to transmit spiritual power.

"In the previous life, for the Demon Venerable, and now for the sake of saving him, does the Holy Venerable have the world in his heart or do he have him in his heart?" Caught off guard, an abrupt voice rang out in his ears.

She raised her eyes to look, but saw Heavenly Emperor Haojun flying down from the Pixiu Divine Beast.

The man's deep golden eyes glared at random, and after seeing the injuries on Tan Luo's body, his face changed greatly, and he stepped forward a few steps forward and frowned at her: "You have to make yourself covered in bruises before you give up!" ”

Tan Luo didn't say a word, and continued to transmit spiritual power, but was unexpectedly held tightly by the man's strong and powerful hand.

"You're crazy!" Haojun's cold eyes were filled with anger, "You just obtained the god body, and not long ago you consumed most of your cultivation to stop the flow of time and space, and then you used your bloodline to renew his life for Chen Fang Ash, and now for this man, you even don't hesitate to cut off your own divine bones." Do you know that even you won't be able to bear it! ”

"I know, but so what." Tan Luo said silently, raising her other hand to stroke the purple fox.

"Stop!" Haojun grabbed her tightly, suddenly sighed, and said softly: "Bendi can save him." ”

Seeing Tan Luo raise his eyes in surprise, he pulled up a sneer: "But you have to promise this emperor first, after rescuing him, the Holy Venerable must break off the relationship with him." ”

"Broken?" Tan Luo stood at the foot of Wufu Mountain, the breeze crossed, brushing up a trace of ink hair on her sideburns, and her expression was hidden in the shadows.

After a while, Haojun heard her voice: "Okay, as long as he is well, why should I be reluctant." ”

"When Emperor Ben rescues him, please return to the Divine Realm with me, with your current injury, you must have the help of the Mixed Yuan Zhu to fully recover."

Tan Luo thought for a moment, and said, "Please also ask the Emperor of Heaven not to inform Bai Ze of this matter, so as not to worry in vain." ”

Haojun was overjoyed when she heard this, so she was willing to be alone with him?

Tan Luo turned her face away, time has passed, even to this day she is still not used to the ghost face master becoming like this... Enthusiastic.

Three days later, Chongli woke up from his slumber.

When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was his younger brother Shigeyuan's happy expression.

"Brother, you're finally awake!" Heavy edge probe fingers catch the pulse gate, and the hanging heart finally falls.

Chongli lay on the ice couch, looked around, and seemed to have something in the sea that flashed, and it was too late to catch it and dissipate without a trace.

He was stunned, and his voice was dry: "How long have I been sleeping?" ”

The younger brother Chongyuan still had the unique heartiness of a teenager, but at this time, he quietly looked away and said softly: "It didn't take long for me to sleep for three days." ”

Emperor Chongli nodded clearly, he remembered that his younger brother was suppressed at the foot of Wufu Mountain, in order to save him, he had just experienced the last major catastrophe, but fortunately, he also had a thrilling and successful pass, and he had no regrets in this life.

"You and my brother have been reunited for a long time, no matter what happens in the future, you will never be allowed to take risks as a brother!"

"Got it......" Chongyuan opened his mouth, and glanced at him secretly, and some words finally stopped squeaking in his heart.

Chongli got up and put on his clothes, walked to the table in front of the window and sat down, holding an open book in his hand.

Prajna Sutra?

He flipped through a few pages of the scroll and saw that there were several lines of essays written on it, and there was a stack of paper neatly placed in his hand, and it was not difficult to see that it was the same person's handwriting.

"Did anyone else come to the cabin while I was asleep?" Chongli asked with a frown.

Chongyuan first shook his head desperately, and then spoke up under the questioning gaze of the other party: "The Emperor of Heaven heard that his brother was seriously injured, and he came to visit the house not long ago, and he also brought a woman with him when he accompanied him, maybe the woman inadvertently touched these scriptures. ”

"I see." It's just that for some reason, I always feel that my heart is filled with an inexplicable sadness when I wake up this time.

The wind outside the window gradually rose, and a petal as white as snow fell from the scroll, and he glanced indifferently at the front yard, and suddenly, he suddenly got up and ran out of the door.

On the shore of the Bihu Lake, the flowers are blooming, like frost and snow dotting the branches, and the man raises his eyes to gaze.

It was clear that there was no such forest before, and when it was planted here, but why was he completely unimpressed?

Chongli thought hard, and vaguely remembered the realm of Qingqiu, a slender figure behind the heavy veil.

I always felt that something was about to gush out of the sea, and whenever I saw that figure, it seemed to turn around, and suddenly it dissipated like a cloud and mist to disappear without a trace.

He hugged his head and thought hard, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his internal organs burned even more as if they were boiling, and just when he gradually saw the face clearly, a mouthful of bright red suddenly burst out of his mouth, and his face was as pale as paper and coughed heavily.

"Brother, you just woke up, come into the house and rest!" Chongyuan held his unusually weak body and looked at him worriedly.

"Tell me quickly, it's her, it's her who has been to the Buddha's day!"

Chongyuan panicked and didn't dare to say anything more.

"The one who came with the Emperor of Heaven is the goddess Chen Ge, right, you met once when you were in Qingqiu."

"What's the matter, Holy Venerable She and the Heavenly Emperor came to visit her brother, what's wrong with this?" Heavy fate rhetorical question.

Yes, the Holy Venerable and himself are only one side, maybe they only happened to pass by here, but why do they always feel empty and uncomfortable when they think of her.