As the eye of the formation, Murong Li chose to blow himself up, and the Yin River Formation, which was born with him, naturally ceased to exist, the Yin River Formation was broken, and the sun shone on this once very lively village again, and the ruins of Huangquan Village behind him slowly turned into ashes, leaving only the stone tablet engraved with "Huangquan Village", witnessing everything that happened in this place.

Yan Nianqing's inquiry has not been answered for a long time, it is difficult for him to describe his current mood, maybe it is something similar to him in Murong Li's body, or maybe the loneliness buried in Murong Li's eyes touches some of the times he has experienced.

He couldn't let go of Murong Li, he couldn't turn a blind eye to Murong Li, his mother didn't speak for a long time, he already had the answer in his heart, he couldn't question his mother anything, although he felt a sense of suffocation in his heart.

Yan Nianqing is no longer the little bean who spoils with his mother every day, the young man looks about fourteen or fifteen years old, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, and the innate aura of a superior, it is not difficult to imagine the peerless heroism after the teenager.

He had been in the underworld, and he had long been accustomed to death, but when the dead man made him care, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.

Yan Nianqing lowered his eyes and sniffed, but he didn't throw himself into the arms of the ghost for comfort or anything, Yan Nianqing bowed his head, his eyes were slightly red, he smiled faintly, and his waist was very straight, "Mother, let's go home." ”

The distress in Ghost Venerable's eyes couldn't be more obvious, he nodded and answered softly, "Okay." ”

Seeing Yan Nianqing's current appearance, Ghost Zun couldn't help but feel a little guilty in his heart, but at the same time, he was a little proud, his Nian'er had grown up very well during his absence, and he didn't take the wrong path, which showed that his decision to leave Nian'er in the underworld was very wise.

When Yan Yunqing heard Yan Nianqing say that he wanted to go home, his mouth just opened, and he wanted to ask, whether to go back to the underworld or to the Shura Palace, but after thinking about it carefully, it didn't matter where he went back, as long as there was this person in front of him and this kid, anywhere could be home.

The group left the place of Huangquan Village and walked in the direction of the Shura Temple, the scene of Huangquan Village slowly became smaller in their sight, and then disappeared, and next to the stone tablet engraved with "Huangquan Village", a small green bud slowly came out of the ground.

I believe that with the passage of time, this place that has no life will return to its previous vigorous appearance, just pray that this time, no one will find this place, pray, there will be no next Huangquan Village.

It was very convenient to ride the clouds, and soon they were back in the Shura Palace, much faster than when they came.

The others who released the storage ring from the ghost venerable told them to wait for a good rest, and when he came back to his senses, Yan Nianqing was gone, leaving only Yan Yunqing standing silently beside him, and the ghost venerable paced back to his room.

Exhaled, he threw himself on the cloud chair, and sighed with satisfaction, after coming back, it is rare to have a good rest like this, the ghost is paralyzed on the cloud chair on his back, and he closed his eyes leisurely, and when he opened his eyes again, Yan Yunqing was still in front of him, a little incredible, obviously he rejected him like that at the beginning, but now he is not leaving, as if he is afraid that he will escape.

Ghost Venerable blinked blankly, looking at Yan Yunqing, his thoughts kept empty, Yunqing was really good-looking, if he was an ugly monster, it is estimated that he would not have pestered Yan Yunqing for so long, by the way, he remembered that the pot of iron trees had bloomed.

Therefore, during the time when he was away, Yun Qing was watering the pot of iron trees, and it was hard to imagine such a scene, but even if you are uncertain, the reality is there, and you can't believe it.

The resolute ghost venerable on weekdays, it should be difficult for outsiders to imagine that he will keep hesitating on one thing repeatedly.

"Yun Qing ......" Ghost Venerable called out with a little dazed eyes, Yan Yunqing's heart trembled, he got closer, his palms unconsciously began to sweat, like a criminal waiting for the final verdict, he gently agreed, "I'm here." ”

Ghost Venerable called out again uncertainly, "Yun Qing? He stretched out his hands at Yan Yunqing, his expression was the same as Yan Nianqing when he was coquettish, but in Yan Yunqing's eyes, it was a bit like a dream.

He sat slowly on the cloud chair, hugged the person in front of him into his arms, hugged a little tightly, the heartbeat of one party, puff and puff, could not be clearer into the ears of the other party, both of them couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, it turned out that the other party's mood was the same as their own.

Yan Yunqing felt the warmth in his arms, he only hugged one person, that person was now very honestly leaning on his arms, and his empty heart finally became complete, Yan Yunqing couldn't help but chuckle, Yan Yunqing's white hair was very soft, and the hair quality of his hair was much better than that of some young women, and some white hair hung on his face, making his face itch, and even his heart itched.

He looked up and saw that Yan Yunqing's smile like a spring breeze made him a little stunned, this iceberg was really melted for him, and what 10,000-year-old ice body was nonsense to him now.

Yan Yunqing's eyelashes are much longer than his, fluttering, even those eyelashes he feels very good-looking, the white-haired Yunqing is like the gods in the nine heavens, no, how can they be compared to those gods.

The things he looks for are always the best.

The tips of Yan Yunqing's ears were a little hot when he was looked at by the ghost venerable, he coughed slightly, but he didn't look away, and he somehow suddenly asked a question that seemed very irrelated, "Why did you change your name to Obsidian in the first place?" ”

Ghost Venerable was stunned for a moment, such a good atmosphere, he didn't expect Yun Qing to ask this question, shouldn't he take advantage of the situation to do something? Ghost Venerable felt that this situation was a little funny, the ice cube was really still an ice cube, and he replied with a forced smile, "Haven't you already been to the world of another time and space?" ”

Yan Yunqing raised his eyebrows and nodded, not understanding what was the relationship between these two things.

The ghost venerable let go of Yan Yunqing and lay on Yan Yunqing's lap, he took Yan Yunqing's slender jade hand and played with it, and continued to explain, "In the world of that time and space, there is a kind of stone called "obsidian", which is very interesting there, stones, flowers and plants, these things, are given meaning by the people there. ”

"I've been there before, so I know the meaning of those things, and the same is true about the "obsidian" stone, where the "obsidian" stone is given to the person you like in the hope that the person you like will stop crying and be happy. ”

Someone you like? A trace of sadness flashed in Yan Yunqing's eyes, would he still like himself now? Happy? Without him by his side, where can his happiness begin?

Ghost Venerable pinched Yan Yunqing's face and said with a smile, "At that time, I saw it in the mirror, and in my mirror where I could know the past and future, I saw Yun Qing crying and crying ......" Saying that, Ghost Venerable laughed a few more times, the smile was a little pale, and obviously remembered not very good memories, "It's really ugly to cry, so I thought at that time, I must be prepared, lest after I leave, you will cry like that." ”

After all, he hadn't experienced what the Ghost Venerable had experienced, Yan Yunqing couldn't imagine what the Ghost Venerable was in at that time, and when his life was approaching, looking at him, what was the mood of the Ghost Venerable, and by the edge of the Death Pool, he ...... What kind of mood will it be......

Just thinking about it, Yan Yunqing felt as if a person who didn't know how to water was slowly sinking to the bottom of the sea, his eyes were gradually darkening, he couldn't see anything, he didn't know what was beside him, he didn't know what he was about to experience, those seawater gradually filled the whole body, and when he first choked, he would struggle with all his might, the feeling of choking and suffocating was very uncomfortable, and his nose began to be sour, but after realizing that he had no strength, he could only let himself go down slowly, that feeling of despair.

The ghost venerable was lying on Yan Yunqing's lap, Yan Yunqing relieved his strength, the muscles in his legs softened and were very comfortable, he continued to play with Yan Yunqing's hand, and a drop of warm water hit his face, and there was a feeling of burning on his heart.

With the first drop, the second drop, and the third drop of ......, it also followed, and the ghost zun got up helplessly, when, Yun Qing also became as crying as Nian'er when he was a child, but between the movements of the ghost zun was familiar and spoiled even he couldn't feel himself.

He held Yan Yunqing's face, gently kissed away the tears on Yan Yunqing's face, his heart slowly calmed down, Yan Yunqing's tears stopped, he felt the warmth on his face, the person in front of him moved gently, he pressed the head of the ghost zun with his backhand, and pressed the ghost zun towards himself.

The two pieces were printed together softly and accurately, and Yan Yunqing was not deep. entered, just hugged the person in his arms, as if to prove the existence of the person in his arms, again and again like a child who had just learned to kiss in his youth, just touching it with his lips.

Ghost Venerable left with him, hugged Yan Yunqing's neck, closed his eyes and enjoyed this somewhat childish kiss, suddenly, he bit Yan Yunqing's lower lip fiercely, and licked it again, the fishy sweet taste came, and Ghost Venerable's eyes were slightly dark.

He slowly pushed Yan Yunqing away, continued to hug the person's neck with one hand, and pinched Yan Yunqing's chin with the other hand, the painting style changed abruptly, and the ghost zun's tone was a little gloomy, "I said, when I leave that village, I will talk about things between you and me, yes or no?" ”

Yan Yunqing nodded, and replied expressionlessly, "Yes." His body stiffened for a moment, and it was difficult to hide the tension in his heart.

The final verdict has finally come.

The ghost venerable pulled Yan Yunqing's face closer, and said coldly, "Then the deity will ask you again, after a thousand years, the deity is still pleased with you, whether you should or should this time." ”

Yan Yunqing's deep eyes were dead silent, and suddenly, Ghost Venerable saw the light of dawn breaking through the night, which gradually brought Yan Yunqing's eyes back to life, and the ecstasy in Yan Yunqing's eyes made the corners of Ghost Venerable's mouth can't help but rise.

Yan Yunqing didn't care that his chin was still pinched by the Ghost Venerable, he hugged the Ghost Venerable tightly in his arms, "Yes, of course I should." ”

Yan Yunqing's chest continued to rise and fall, and the sound like beating a drum made Ghost Venerable feel very reassured.

Ghost Venerable struggled restlessly from Yan Yunqing's arms, rubbing Yan Yunqing's clothes a little, Ghost Venerable poked Yan Yunqing's white chest with one hand, began to calculate old accounts, and asked, "Do you believe in this deity in the future?" ”

Yan Yunqing, "Letter." ”

Ghost Venerable, "Do you dare to ignore me?" ”

Yan Yunqing, "Don't dare"

The Onizun was silent for a moment, then continued, "Don't you have anything to say to the deity? ”

Yan Yunqing smiled indifferently and responded, "Yes." ”

"What is it?"

"Yun Qing's heart is pleased."

"Humph!" Ghost Venerable snorted impatiently, buried his head in Yan Yunqing's arms again, his white and smooth neck was pink, and he muttered in a low voice, "It's pretty much the same." ”