Nan Zhao knew that as long as she waved her hand, her uncle and the other warlocks would die instantly.

And even if she drank it, Wen Ye might not let them live, she wanted to go up with a sword and fight to the death with her, but seeing Lu Donglai's distracted appearance, she still gave up her plan.

She resolutely picked up the nearest glass of water, drank it in one gulp, wiped the corners of her mouth with her sleeve, and waited for a while, nothing unusual, fortunately, this cup was water.

She looked at Wen Ye in front of her, the other party smiled slightly, waved her sleeves in a promise, and the eyes of the two warlocks next to her suddenly brightened, and they stood up from the ground as if they had just woken up from a dream.

When they saw Zhou Yang's majestic appearance standing in front of the dragon chair, they immediately wanted to face each other with the law, and Wen Ye glared at him angrily, "Get out!" ”

"Daochang Chen!" Nan Zhao was afraid that they would make a move to hit the stone with an egg, so he shouted.

The two of them were shocked by Wen Ye's powerful demonic qi and took a few steps back, and immediately retreated behind Nan Zhao.

Wen Ye said: "Go on, let's see how much good luck you can use!" ”

Nan Zhao's expression was cold, but her heart was pounding, she took a few steps forward, and in the other trays, picked up a glass of water and drank it with her head up.

Wen Ye raised his eyebrows to look at her, and saw that she still picked up water this time, so he waved his hand and said, "Go on!" ”

Two more warlocks were awakened, and they all stood behind Nan Zhao, and at this time, they probably knew that Nan Zhao was making a deal with the 'Zhou Yang' in that hall.

The third time, Nan Zhao still chose the water, this time, Wen Ye released the Zhenguo Gong, Ma Sifeng because of his advanced age, as soon as he woke up, the whole person almost sat on the ground, looking at the corpses of the state officials in the hall, he was very sad, and said to Wen Ye in the palace: "I knew that Yang'er's body was prepared for you, and the old man would rather he be given death by the emperor twenty years ago!" ”

Wen Ye didn't pay attention to her at all, his eyes looked at Nan Zhao and said, "Go on!" ”

This was the fourth time, and the water and poison were half each, and she knew that she couldn't rely on luck to be so lucky, so she became more and more nervous.

But no matter how nervous she was, she didn't hesitate to take a drink from the water glass.

In this life, she quickly felt the pain in her abdomen, and if it weren't for the two warlocks next to her to support her in time, she would have sat down!

Wen Ye sneered, "Xiao Zhao, does this taste of broken intestine water?" ”

After speaking, she asked herself again: "Naturally it's not comfortable, and I!" You have suffered this for hundreds of years, you can laugh at me, even after these hundreds of years, you still can't escape the shadow he gave me, then I want to ask you, how can you escape such a pain of bone and rot soul? ”

The one who spoke obviously belonged to Zhou Yang's handsome face, but the sadness, laughter, and madness were mixed with the infatuation that belonged to a woman hundreds of years ago.

She leaned on the dragon chair, lightly supported the side forehead with the back of her hand and said: "Between you and me, he hates me for being ruthless, and he will not compromise his means, for you, he pities you for being kind and brave, pure as before-" Her tearful eyes looked slightly, tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and asked with a wry smile: "Then does he remember that when he first met me, I was also naïve and kind?" ”

Who made her what she was?

Who gave her Elysium, and built her a wall of hell with his own hands?

Nan Zhao never thought that one day, she would be infected by the pain experienced by the hated Wen Ye, at that moment, she seemed to understand the reason why Wen Ye wanted to do this, but after an instant, the corner of her mouth overflowed with blackened blood, and she replied painfully: "Maybe he took away the innocence and kindness you once had, but this is not the reason you used to kill innocents indiscriminately!" ”

After saying that, she picked up the previous glass of water and drank it.

This cup is still poisonous water, but it did not take her life, Wen Ye only found one thing at this time, and suddenly realized: "It turns out that the flowers in the hands of the spirit girl can be picked, but the spirit cannot be taken!" ”

This is also the reason why she can recover so quickly, and she can also summon the dragon and the ghost baby who slayers souls.

However, Wen Ye was talking about it, Nan Zhao had a drink, she let the two of them go, and the warlocks in her hands were awakened one by one, and she saw Nan Zhao drink those poisonous wines one by one, although her life was endless, but the poisonous water made her face change completely, even more ugly than the dead corpse, and the black blood vomited and vomited.

"Nan Zhao, don't drink it, it's a big deal that I'll fight with this devil!" Qingyangzi said sadly and indignantly, he had already been in tears.

Nan Zhao raised her hand slightly to stop him from talking, she couldn't say so much, but the resoluteness in her eyes said it all.

My Nanzhao has a meager ability, I can't save the people, I can't save the world, but I can save one person, this is the wine of liver and intestines, and it is still the antidote to awaken every righteous person, she stands in this spacious emperor's palace today, not only understands the hatred that belongs to Wen Ye, but also understands that what she wants to defeat is not the big devil Wen Ye, let alone the evil devil in the world, but the hatred in her heart!

She didn't understand the Buddhist saying before: If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell.

At this time, I realized that those who go to hell are not the ones who save the suffering world, but also the hearts that are blinded by hatred!

There are still two glasses of water in front of him, and in front of Nan Zhao, there is still a person kneeling, it is Lu Donglai.

Nan Zhao was already sitting on the ground, her upper body leaning on the elderly body of her uncle Qingyangzi, she picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp......

Wen Ye counted it, if this cup is water, the last cup is broken intestine water, and said sneeringly: "You are really lucky, heaven and heaven will help you!" ”

When the sound fell, she waved her sleeves to wake up Lu Donglai.

As soon as the little Taoist priest opened his eyes, he immediately looked back at Nan Zhao, and saw that she had been transformed into a human by the poison of the broken intestines, and his heart ached.

Although he was controlled by Wen Ye, he knew exactly what was happening in this hall.

If it weren't for the fact that they had spent too much strength to suppress Wen Ye, who had been resurrected from Zhou Yang's body, they would have been able to fight with this demon at this moment.

But even if he was born with Dao bones in this life, he was vulnerable in front of Wen Ye's power, he really wanted to ask the immortal in his previous life, how could such an incompetent reincarnated body save the world?

Nan Zhao saw him running towards her, her weak eyes had a trace of tears, she smiled at him slightly, and then pointed to the last cup in the handmaid's hand as much as she could.

She asked Lu Dong to hand her the glass of water.

Lu Donglai was already very sad about the ridiculous deal between her and Wen Ye, and told her loudly at this moment: "There is no one in this palace who needs you to drink poisonous water to save me!" ”

He thought her head had been poisoned, and his eyes couldn't see clearly!

Even Wen Ye looked at her curiously, enjoying every moment of her torture......

And Nan Zhao pointed to the cup of poisonous water again, and he was sure to ask Lu Dong to hand it to him.

Lu Donglai was angry, took the cup of poisonous water and squatted down to forgive: "You are a spirit girl, you can't die by fire, is it because you are proud that this poison can't kill you?" ”

Nan Zhao propped up his body hard, took the cup in his hand, looked at Wen Ye who was high in front of her, she held the broken intestine water in front of her, and said in a trembling voice: "As for this last cup, I want to save a woman, I hope to save her from the hell that has trapped her for hundreds of years, I hope she can let go of the hatred and obsession that led her to the devil, no matter whether that person still remembers her innocent and kind appearance, I only hope that she can remember her own innocence and kindness!" ”

As soon as these words came out, all the warlocks in the temple wept out loud, they all disagreed with the spirit girl at a young age, befriended the powerful, and sat on the position of commander of the righteous path battalion, but now what really convinced them was not the powerful power held by the spirit girl, but the untouchable love and righteousness of the world!

But this angered Wen Ye in front of the hall, she turned around and waved her sleeves, angrily pointed at Nan Zhao's side and scolded: "What a good person to save the suffering with his own body?" What I hate the most is your self-righteous kindness, I Wen Ye Whether it was three hundred years ago or three hundred years later, you are not worthy to say these words, yes! This hell that traps me is painful to me, but it is the place where I am awake, and Hugh will redeem me with your stupidity, I don't need anyone's mercy! ”

Her palm opened, and the Black Flame Staff with the power to destroy the world appeared, and with a wave of her staff, the ground around her trembled, and everyone could barely stand still, supporting each other to avoid the debris falling above their heads.

A warlock shouted, "She has already been swallowed by the demonic nature, how can we redeem her?" ”

"Don't say more, get out of here, the hall is about to collapse!"

Wen Ye said coldly: "Want to escape? Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me will never be born! ”

She stretched out her arms to cast a spell, and the life-killing demonic qi attacked, and Lu Donglai immediately cast a spell forward to block, and his Dao method successfully blocked the bone-eroding dark power in front of her.

Seeing this, all the sorcerers, regardless of whether the falling debris hit themselves or not, also joined forces to resist.

Wen Ye sneered: "It's up to you? Overestimate one's strength or oneself! ”

With another wave of her staff, the resistance of the warlocks collapsed like this hall.

In the distance, the hall where Zhou Yang had been crowned had disappeared into the dust, and the wounded guards in the distance fled in all directions, and the warlocks were all crushed in it.

And among the ruins of this ruined hall, there is only one place that is unharmed, and that is where Wen Ye is, she sits on the chair that symbolizes supreme power, wearing a black gold silk dragon robe, wearing a crown on her head, and her body is not half a grain of dust.

She looked up at the proud head, looking down at this place of burial that she had created and belonged to others for a long time, her expression gradually changed from the initial arrogance to become dull and lonely, she sneered three times, and said to the place where no one was next to her: "See, in the end, I won!" ”

Wen Ye's voice fell half a minute, and other voices appeared in the ruins, she raised her eyebrows and looked over, and saw that among the broken bricks and tiles, she slowly stood up alone, she didn't seem to Wen Ye to be able to fall into the hall without staining a dust, and the gray powder on her body covered her original face, but her embarrassed body that she tried to stand up straight was full of a kind of insistence that Wen Ye had never had, so when she saw this scene, she immediately got up and said undoubtedly: "Why aren't you dead?" ”

"Okay, it's good not to die, if there is no you in this world, how boring it will be!"

Wen Ye stood in front of the dragon chair, seeing the dusty Nan Zhao walking towards her with the Qiankun magic sword that belonged to the little Taoist, she didn't do anything, just looked at the little sister she had hated for hundreds of years, and her heart was very happy.

Nan Zhao also lived up to her expectations and came to her step by step.

Nan Zhao stepped up the stairs, and when he arrived in front of the dragon chair, another mouthful of black blood spit on the ground, and his body was half kneeling in front of Wen Ye.

Wen Ye looked down at her and mocked, "What? Do you want to take this last breath to do the right thing for heaven? ”

After speaking, she raised her foot and kicked, and Nan Zhao was kicked to the ground by her.

"This body, no matter how strong you are, you can't hurt me in the slightest bit, and you will be buried here after all!"

Nan Zhao heard her words clearly, she insisted on getting up again, pulled out the magic sword in her hand, and swung it towards Wen Ye.

Wen Ye stood without dodging, moved by her delusional desire to kill herself even though she held her sword steadily.

"Whew-"

However, she didn't expect that the sword would be inserted into Zhou Yang's body like this, and she felt the pain of cracking her skin and flesh!!

"How so?" Puzzled, she covered her body's wounds and took a few steps back.

Not only that, but the powerful forces that made her powerful were gradually leaving her body and returning to the black flame staff, and the staff fell to the ground, and she immediately leaned over to pick it up, but Nan Zhao took the lead.

"Give it to me!" Wen Ye pounced and wanted to snatch it, and the two of them were entangled on the ground, but it didn't take long for Wen Ye to feel that not only those powers had left her, but even the body she used was becoming more and more disobedient to her, and finally she had to lie on the ground weakly, looking at Nan Zhao unwillingly.

Seeing such an embarrassed Wen Ye, Nan Zhao didn't fall into the well to sarcastically mock her at all, she dragged the stump body that was no better to Wen Ye, grabbed Wen Ye's hand and said, "Don't you understand?" Between you and me, there is never a win or a loss, I am you, and you were once me! ”

Wen Ye thundered, frowned and muttered: "I am you, you are my ......"

Immediately, she remembered something and suddenly looked back at her and said, "You and I were twin sisters, born at the same time, but we have different fates, hehe." ”

Not long after, a spiritual light floated out of Zhou Yang's body and sprinkled onto the Black Flame Staff in Nan Zhao's hand.

Suddenly, the Black Flame Staff that was originally covered in demonic energy transformed, turning into a piece of jade that glowed green, floating in Nan Zhao's hands.

As soon as the breeze blew, the dust on her body dispersed a little, and when she raised her eyes, among the ruins, a white-robed boy slowly walked forward.

While he was still in the distance, his figure blurred and his face was blurred, and he gradually approached, and his eyebrows became clear.

Nan Zhao naturally recognized him, but at this moment she no longer had all kinds of unwillingness and entanglements when she saw him before, she looked at him with relief and said: "Fang was crushed under the ruins, I had a dream, I dreamed that I was another woman, my surname is Zhang, my name is Qingyi, my Zhang family has an ancestral treasure jade, jade belongs to yin, which contains great power, but I as the Zhang family is the palm of the jade, but the jade is eaten by the mind, the people who eat the living are enchanted, and the way back is lost, but there is no way back, so I jumped into the jade refining furnace with the piece of yin jade, and the jade was burned... …”

The dream that Nan Zhao is talking about is only the first half, and the second half is started by another person.

The treasure jade is divided into yin jade and yang jade, yin jade is held by the Zhang family woman, and the yang jade is held by the Ji family man, both families are jade people, generations of marriage, in Zhang Qingyi's generation of Yang jade's jade palm is named Ji Meisheng, he and Zhang Qingyi childhood sweetheart, after failing to prevent her from being eaten by Yin jade, but I saw her devote herself to the jade refining furnace, since then, there is no yin jade in the world, the Zhang family is the last.

Since ancient times, yin and yang have been indispensable, the yang jade of his Ji family has no protection of yin jade, and it has gradually declined, all his clansmen have gradually grown old, and the Ji family has no descendants, and he has become the last jade inducer!

If you want to save the two clans of the jade people, the only way to let the yin jade reappear from the new world, so he collected the ashes in the jade refining furnace, the power of the yang jade, and the reincarnation of the jade people, at that time, he had not been able to see many mysteries in this world, and when he found that the yin jade was reincarnated as a pair of twin sisters, he suddenly realized that after Zhang Qingyi threw himself into the jade refining furnace, he had already coexisted with the jade, and the yin jade was divided into good and evil, if the good wins, he can change the ending of Zhang Qingyi being eaten by evil, and if the evil wins, there is no jade person in the world.

Therefore, people only envy him for having an immortal body and the power of jade above all things, but they don't know that this is a catastrophe that belongs to the two jade people of yin and yang.

In the ruins, Nan Zhao saw the catastrophe that belonged to the jade people, and finally realized that the three life and death tribulations she had experienced, the family calamity and the love calamity had passed, and the final calamity was not only to save the world, but also to create Wen Ye who made this life miserable!

They are the good and evil of Zhang Qingyi and Yin Yu who burned themselves in the jade refining furnace at the beginning, the good is her, and the evil is also her......

Therefore, she holds the power of the spirit flower that can save all souls, and Wen Ye can also control the black flame staff that can destroy all things!

Ji Meisheng had come to her at this moment, stretched out his hand to her, and said softly: "My son has waited for a thousand years, and finally see you again, Yinyuren!" ”

When Nan Zhao held his hand, a piece of jade also appeared in Ji Meisheng's hand, which was Yang jade.

When the Yang Jade and the Yin Jade reunited, the forces belonging to the two poles of Yin and Yang fused with each other, emitted a huge light, and flew over this ruined land, and then, as if time had turned back, the fallen temple pillars were re-erected, and the broken tiles were restored to their original form.

The ruined temple was rebuilt, the dead in the temple were reborn, and all the darkness in this catastrophe was gone with the wind on this sunny afternoon!

A few days later, a carriage drove on the official road leading to Qingzhou, attracting many people passing by along the way, and they all pointed to the silver-haired Taoist priest lying on the roof of the car and said with a smile: "Look at that little Taoist priest is really interesting, a good carriage does not sit, but wants to sit on the roof of the car." ”

The Taoist priest first ignored it, shouting a piece of grass in his mouth and looking at the blue sky and biting his legs and feet, and then after more and more people pointed and pointed, he simply turned over, patted the carriage under and asked: "Little spirit girl, those mortals have never seen the world, why don't you also come up and blow the wind and let them see enough?" ”

When the woman sitting in the car heard this, she smiled slightly, thought it was funny, and turned her head to the white-clothed man sitting cross-legged next to her and said, "As usual, you wait for me, I'll go up and take a look!" ”

The man in white opened his eyes and said unhappily: "I'm not called the same!" ”

The woman pursed her lips and said willfully: "You said it yourself, and you are willing to do it for me!" ”

With that, she stepped forward, kissed Childe on the cheek, and then turned and jumped nimbly onto the roof of the carriage.

When the silver-haired Taoist priest saw her coming up like this, he immediately covered his mouth and nose with a look of disgust and said, "This fragrance on your son-in-law's body can really compare with the smell of fragrant powder on those flower sisters in Wanhua Building!" ”

The woman raised her eyebrows and teased: "Yo, little Taoist, it turns out that you have also been to Wanhualou?" ”

"Who! Who has ever been to that kind of place, how could a disciple of the poor Nanxian Mountain who is a real person close to the door, how could he go to that kind of fireworks place! ”

"How do you know if you haven't been there?"

"I ...... I've heard that! ”

"Heard? So what are you blushing about? ”

"Who...... Who blushes? ”

"You! Lu Donglai, blushing! ”

"Poor road, no!"

"I've seen it all!"

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