As if he was grabbed by a hand and stabbed with a fine needle, Yan Yunqing's left chest was uncomfortable, and then it hurt densely, and the tip of his tongue seemed to taste a little fishy sweetness.

Yan Yunqing's face became more and more cold, he stayed where he was, looking at the ghost venerable who was smiling at a distance in front of him, close to the end of the world, the distance between the two of them was as difficult to cross as a chasm.

Ghost Venerable took out the ghost cloud hairpin that Yan Yunqing gave him from his arms, ghost cloud? In his opinion, it is indeed a bit ironic, "The deity naturally knows how you noticed the whereabouts of the deity, the underworld is now in a period of rectification, and it is when you are needed to sit in the town, you are a lord of the underworld, but you always follow the deity, spread it, aren't you afraid of other people's jokes?" ”

Ghost Venerable passed the ghost cloud hairpin to Yan Yunqing's hands through the air, "Now that the things are returned to their original owners, where should you go back, just go back, living in this world, there is always a responsibility that you should bear, and your responsibility is to protect the underworld." ”

Instead of being by his side, in the end, he is old, and occasionally he can't see the things in front of him clearly, and he is not a child, and he is still playing the trick of not retaliating, what he did at the beginning was what he wanted to do the most, and now it has become like this, and it is not strange to say that this is his own choice, and he should not attribute everything to this little Hades.

Words, although he said so, the ghost venerable lowered his eyes, he couldn't let go of the matter of life and death on his life and death book after all, the reason why he killed himself in the illusion just now was because at that time, when the Shura Array froze everything on the side of the rebirth pool, he would have died a righteous death.

It's just the difference between morning and night, but in the end, he still let him die at the hands of the person he loved, the so-called death catastrophe is really worthy of the name, his body is gone, and even his faith is almost destroyed with it.

The hair of the ghost zun suddenly spread out, the long snow-white hair covered the face of the ghost zun, and the expression was a little unclear, in fact, it was not only the hair of the ghost zun, but also the eyebrows and eyelashes together, all white, most people think that people with high cultivation, gray hair is a symbol of the beginning of decline.

In fact, it is not necessarily true, some people are born, some people are their own preferences, and some people have gray hair after encountering some kind of catastrophe, and that gray hair is just a kind of sequelae similar to the aftermath of the catastrophe, which is all superficial things, and has no effect on others.

Yan Yunqing held the ghost cloud hairpin tightly, his expression was indifferent as when he first saw the ghost zun, only to hear a "bang", Yan Yunqing kneaded the ghost cloud hairpin into powder, and as the wind dissipated, Yan Yunqing's consciousness was violently torn, a fishy sweet smell came from his throat, and a little blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Ghost Venerable naturally knew what was hidden in the ghost cloud hairpin, and at this moment, seeing that Yan Yunqing crushed the ghost cloud hairpin without any hesitation, he hurriedly reprimanded, "Are you crazy?!" "How can you be so nonsense?

Yan Yunqing's body shook suddenly, his consciousness gradually faded away, and in a flash, he saw some gray hair, and he couldn't help but rejoice in his heart, he was right.

He never thought that his life would be so boring without this person, everything went according to plan, but he was trapped day and night when this person was gone, and he was willingly trapped in the memories with this person.

He will guard the underworld well, and the only hope in his heart is the rootless covenant on the other side, according to this hope, he takes care of the "iron tree" every day, and waits on the bank of the Lechuan River, no one knows how happy and melancholy he is when he sees the obsidian and the flowers blooming on the other side.

I'm glad that he still has the opportunity to be by the side of the Ghost Venerable, and I can't figure out how the misunderstanding between him and the Venerable is unclear.

Anyway, at least now His Holiness is standing alive in front of his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, the ghost venerable came over to support Yan Yunqing, and used magic to seal Yan Yunqing's somewhat scattered soul, he was really convinced, such a difficult Yan Yunqing was better than he was at the beginning!

Ghost Venerable stared at Yan Yunqing's haggard face with lowered eyes, his eyes were slightly dark, and there was a bit of compromise, if this little Hades were given another chance, would they still be the same as they were at the beginning?

Yan Yunqing's pale lips were particularly pitiful, under his eyes, there was a little cyan, and his face, which was originally smooth as porcelain, grew a beard, and the little Yama King in front of him, who was like Mo Lian in the painting, was stained with a few traces of fireworks.

He was immersed in his thoughts, but he didn't notice it, he didn't realize that an indifferent person like Yun Qing, who was a 10,000-year-old ice body, how determined he was to follow, and he couldn't get rid of it, and he was still playing some tricks in front of him, but these were just to stay.

Ghost Venerable sighed, he stroked Yan Yunqing's face, he had already made a decision in his heart, he should give each other a chance, hoping that Yunqing would not let him down again.

Ghost Venerable leaned over and dropped a kiss between Yan Yunqing's forehead, but a scene that surprised him happened, Yan Yunqing's black hair actually began to turn white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a little distress flashed in Ghost Venerable's eyes.

Holding Yan Yunqing, he disappeared into the air in a blink of an eye, the ghost venerable took Yan Yunqing into his storage ring, there was a small bamboo house next to the lake full of aura, he placed Yan Yunqing on the bamboo bed in the small bamboo house, and took out the pill for Yan Yunqing to take.

The Ghost Venerable once again gave the Soul Fixing Bead to Yan Yunqing, but this time it was different from that time, the Ghost Venerable's soul was now complete, and the three souls and seven spirits of Obsidian, plus the three souls and one soul in the Soul Chasing Spike and one soul and one soul in the Soul Bead, the Ghost Venerable was able to return again.

Now that he has given the Soul Bead to Yan Yunqing, in a sense, it can be regarded as sharing a soul and a soul with Yan Yunqing, that is to say, the two are equivalent to being tied together, no matter which one is injured, the other party will have the same effect.

Yan Yunqing's face almost instantly regained its blood color, and the ghost venerable calmed down a little restless heart, so he thought about going out and loading some lake water for Yan Yunqing to drink, the lake water was different from other items in the storage ring, and in the storage ring, he still had to put some in person.

At the moment when Ghost Venerable turned around, Yan Yunqing opened his eyes, grabbed Ghost Venerable's wrist, looked at Ghost Venerable with some grievances, and a low voice with a little hoarse came out, that coquettish look was almost carved out of the same mold as Nian'er, "Don't go." ”

Ghost Venerable raised his eyebrows, a little couldn't help but want to laugh, according to Yun Qing's strength in grabbing his hand, he estimated that Yun Qing should have no problem, so he sat on the edge of the bed, a little curious about what Yan Yunqing would do next.

Who knows, Yan Yunqing looked at the ghost venerable for a long time, and the tips of the ears that were red in the white hair became more and more conspicuous, and Yan Yunqing seemed to be a little embarrassed to look away.

Ghost Venerable couldn't help laughing, leaned down, and quickly pecked Yan Yunqing on the lips, regardless of Yan Yunqing's expression, he broke away from Yan Yunqing's hand, walked to the door of the bamboo house, and then spoke, "Aqing, rest here for a while, I'll be back later." ”

Aqing? Yan Yunqing touched his lips a little blankly, was that person planning to give him another chance? Thinking so, Yan Yunqing turned sideways, facing the wall of the bamboo house, his hands covering the tips of his hot ears, and he listened to his heartbeat like a drum.

The corners of his mouth were unconsciously hooked, and he rolled on the bamboo bed ecstatically, and then he heard a cough with a little smile, Yan Yunqing turned his head and looked at the ghost venerable's playful eyes, his face instantly turned cold, and he was sitting on the bed, but the tips of his ears were getting redder and redder.

It was the first time for Ghost Venerable to see Yan Yunqing's childish appearance, and suddenly his eyes lit up, he took the bowl of lake water in his hand and handed it to Yan Yunqing, "Drink this, before you leave this village, you can stay here and recuperate." ”

Yan Yunqing took the water and drank it without a little hesitation, and suddenly felt a little heavy and his body was much more comfortable, he listened to the words of the ghost honor, but the action of putting down the bowl was a meal, Yan Yunqing raised his head and said seriously, "I am Nianqing's father, the child is gone, as a father, how can I stand by and watch?" ”

I couldn't find fault with what I said, and the ghost venerable couldn't refute it, so he nodded as if compromised, "It's okay to go out, but you must not be like just now." ”

Yan Yunqing still tugged at the sleeve of the ghost venerable with some apprehension, and asked, "What do you mean by this?" ”

Ghost Venerable turned around, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his voice sounded very cold, "If you want to go out, hurry up and follow, I said, the matter between you and me, wait until you get out of this village." ”

Yan Yunqing couldn't help but be a little overjoyed, and suddenly it was like pouring a basin of cold water, the expression on his face became more and more cold, Yan Yunqing let go of his hand, followed, and followed the ghost venerable out of the storage ring.

Yan Nianqing was taken to a dark place by Ah Mao left and right, and for some reason, Yan Nianqing didn't have a little fear in his heart, he intuitively felt that the child in front of him would not hurt him, Ah Mao stopped suddenly while walking, Yan Nianqing asked suspiciously, "Ah Mao?" Where is this? ”

Ah Mao didn't turn around, but the soft and glutinous voice changed, with the hoarseness of the young man's voice, Ah Mao opened his mouth and said, "My name is not Ah Mao, my name is Murong Li." ”

Yan Nianqing keenly felt the slight change in Ah Mao's mood, nodded, and called with a smile, "Ah Li." ”

Murong Li's body stiffened, he hadn't heard his name called for a long time, he couldn't count how many years, Murong Li let go of Yan Nianqing's hand, and said in a deep voice, "You can stay here with peace of mind, the formation won't hurt you." ”

Formation? When Yan Nianqing heard this, he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Murong Li's cold hand, "What formation?" So what should my mother do with them? ”

Murong Li lowered his eyes, looked at Yan Nianqing's warm hand, and gently stroked it a few times as if he was a little affectionate, and he promised, "I will try my best to keep them safe." ”

"What about you? It's so dangerous in the village, where are you going now? What's going on in this village? Yan Nianqing simply said all the doubts in her heart, and held Murong Li's hand slightly tightened.

Murong Li was stunned for a moment, sneered, and turned to look at Yan Nianqing, Murong Li's appearance was completely invisible, his body was up and down, Yan Nianqing only saw a pair of red eyes, glowing red in the surrounding darkness, Murong Li said coldly, "You want to know what happened in this village?" ”

Yan Nianqing pursed her lips, not frightened by Murong Li's inhuman appearance, but just looked at the pain that flashed in those eyes, and her eyes couldn't help but be a little sour.

Murong Li looked at the sympathy and pity in Yan Nianqing's eyes, and his heart became colder and colder, "Yes, I can tell you." ”

Tell you about everything that happened in this village.

Tell you about the tragic beginning of his Murong Li.