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Tianxuan hall flying eaves and tiles, two corners of the platform in front of the palace, the east of the sundial, the west set up Jialiang, the eaves corner hangs dozens of different postures, vivid Rui beasts.

At this moment, although the various Rui beasts are as fresh as new, they can still smell the blood that has not dispersed.

Wen Qingye walked into the Tianxuan Palace, a graceful figure was moving, holding a paintbrush in his hand, his expression was extremely focused, his apricot eyes looked at the scroll in front of him, but his cheeks were with a hint of intoxicating redness.

Zhao Xia whispered tactfully, and the ethereal and silent voice reached Wen Qingye's ears, and said: "There are young twists flowing between the fingers, and the pen and ink are full of danqing. There have been a few rubbing time, and several times of drowning. Don't live up to the golden years, only sigh and feel sorry, quiet and deep courtyard. ”

Wen Qingye walked to the side and chuckled, "Good words, really good words"

Zhao Xia paused, looked at Wen Qingye and said, "What, doesn't it feel familiar?"

"Familiar?"

When Wen Qingye heard Zhao Xia's words, his mind went blank, as if he had been hit by a muffled thunder, and his mind was a little lost for a moment.

I don't know how long it has been, Wen Qingye gradually came back to his senses, stared at Zhao Xia tightly and asked, "What do you mean?"

Zhao Xia glanced at Wen Qingye, covered her mouth and chuckled: "I don't know, I think I'm familiar with it, so I think you should be familiar with it too."

Wen Qingye looked at Zhao Xia and said directly without hesitation: "I want to know your identity"

Zhao Xia heard Wen Qingye's question, first paused, and then said, "I'm the same as you."

Wen Qingye looked at Zhao Xia's eyes, and the pupils in her eyes trembled violently, "Who are you?"

"She, who is she?" Zhao Xia said with a slight narrowing of her eyes.

Wen Qingye's fingers trembled slightly, his breathing became a little short, and there was an inexplicable halo in his eyes.

Purple Moon Immortal Emperor!

That title is hers.

It is like a dusty time that has been gently knocked open, fascinated by the fresh earthy smell, and people's hearts tremble.

"The buds are not released, the tenderness is thousands, the elegance is dusty, and the fragrance is far away......"

Zhao Xia stretched out her arms and slowly walked to Wen Qingye's side, her eyes seemed to float with the most heart-warming softness in the world, and her remnants were like a rising fire.

Wen Qingye looked at Zhao Xia in front of him, and suddenly said in shock: "Crippled soul, you are a dead person!?"

The original spirit is the comprehension of the Dao, it is the most important place for a martial artist, and it is also the place of foundation, but the soul is the foundation of people, and it cannot be cultivated or grown.

The soul is the greatest mystery of man, a realm that no one can touch.

It's like the crippled soul on Zhang Xiaoyun's body, parasitic in her body, and it just retains a trace of instinct, in fact, according to normal words, the phoenix bird is dead.

The characteristics of the soul of every creature are the same, and if you lack a little bit, you can't do it, and if you lack a point, it's fate.

But this Zhao Xia in front of him turned out to be a remnant soul, this situation, Wen Qingye had never seen it, it was simply terrifying.

"I'm not a dead person" Zhao Xia smiled indifferently and said casually: "But I'm not a living person either"

Wen Qingye felt that his head was a mess, Rao was at this moment, and he didn't understand how Zhao Xia in front of him was still alive, and what all this had to do with him.

Zhao Xia said helplessly: "Because I am a crippled soul in this life, even if I have the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, it is difficult to make a move, just like the calm water, a small pebble, thrown into it, a little ripple, will also destroy the calm water."

"Then what do you mean by being the same as me?" Wen Qingye asked puzzled.

Zhao Xia's eyes were slightly gloomy, and she suddenly became extremely cold, and said: "I, like you, have a deep blood grudge against Taiyi Ruthless Dao, and my master is also the palace master of Sanssouci Palace, that is, he is a master who uses Taiyi Ruthless Dao to kill."

Wen Qingye heard Zhao Xia say this, and he didn't know how to breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, so it sees, it seems that he is thinking too much.

Then Wen Qingye's heart moved, and he asked puzzledly, "But your spirit....?"

Zhao Xia shook her head and sighed deeply, as if she had already seen it, " I wasn't born like this, but I had a complete divine soul, but with my cultivation, the divine soul actually disappeared, as if those divine souls were originally spliced together, I don't know where the fragments went, and finally slowly became like this, and originally I could still fight with people, but three years ago, the divine soul became weak, and once I fought the divine soul, there would be a burst of colic, so I could only temporarily hide in remote areas and find a solution"

After a pause, she raised her head and looked at Wen Qingye, and explained: "When I first arrived in Fengcheng, Shen Junru and Huangfutian of Taiyi Pavilion had already taken away your wife, otherwise things might not be like this."

When Wen Qingye heard this, he finally understood.

Zhao Xia is the palace master of the Sanssouci Palace in the Western Wilderness Region, because she was plagued by this strange disease, so she was cultivating in the Tianwu Kingdom to find a solution, and she helped herself, partly out of friendship, and on the other hand, it may be out of the same hatred.

"Why I Feel Familiar With You"

"I have a very familiar feeling about you"

Immediately, the two spoke almost in unison.

Zhao Xia smiled slightly and said, "Maybe this is fate, I always feel as if we have met somewhere, you probably feel this way."

Wen Qingye nodded, and said with a smile: "I also feel like this, maybe it's really a kind of fate."

The two have a feeling of sympathy for each other, I don't know why, Wen Qingye always feels that even Xiaoyun doesn't understand Zhao Xia in front of him.

That's a feeling.

"It's just a pity" Suddenly, Zhao Xia's eyes were burning like flames, and she looked at Wen Qingye and said, "It's a pity that you have already got married, and I am dying."

As she spoke, Zhao Xia seemed to be a little excited, and couldn't help but laugh on her back.

The most poisonous thing in the world is that there is no fate.

Wen Qingye shook his head and comforted: "Life and death, who can say clearly, since you are still alive now, I don't think you will die like this easily."

Zhao Xia smiled indifferently and said: "Die, die, I have long looked down on everything, but I don't want to die like this, there is something I haven't done yet, the Huangfu family, I am full of inexplicable hatred for their family, I want you to eradicate them together, and I haven't seen Zhang Xiaoyun yet, how can I die so easily"

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