The story about Yue Lao and Hongluan is actually clear at this point.

At the end of the picture in the reincarnation mirror, it was Yue Lao who rushed to block the deadly thunder for Hongluan with Si Ming Xingjun.

Hongluan only had a wisp of soul left, and was put away by Yue Lao with a soul gathering lamp, and after tossing and turning, he personally sent her to the Lechuan Realm, and then raised her with his own heart and blood for a thousand years.

Yue Lao's second love tribulation still failed to survive, and the Emperor of Heaven was completely disappointed in him.

A thousand years have passed, and Feng Qi also learned the story of Yue Lao and Hongluan.

She remembered that the last time five hundred years ago, the red luan who possessed the soul and raised on the flower on the other side had her own consciousness for the first time, and the old man came to see her, although there was no expression on his face, but he was obviously excited to accompany her for three days in Lechuan.

Hongluan has just been born conscious, just like a newborn baby, and spends a lot of time in a deep sleep.

Yue Lao didn't care, so he quietly stayed by the side of the flower on the other side, and said a few words from time to time.

He touched her petals and said that he would wait for her to grow up quickly, and then take her back to the Moon Palace.

When she heard this, she spoke to him for the first time: "Who are you?"

Hongluan doesn't remember how old the moon is.

The man in front of her, who had been deeply rooted in her heart, really became a stranger she didn't know.

Their positions in each other's hearts seem to be reversed.

It's all debt.

How much he owed her at the beginning, he should make up for it now.

Yue Lao gently touched the slender petals of the flower on the other side again, and asked in a gentle tone that Hongluan had never heard before, "Don't you remember me?"

The other side of the flower shook in the wind, as if nodding, and said, "You are such an interesting person, I asked you who you are, but you still came to ask me if I remember you." ”

She said angrily, "Should I remember you?"

Yue Lao was slightly stunned, withdrew his hand, and the long white hair scattered behind him was picked up by the wind together, and gently swept on the petals of Hongluan, itchy.

She curiously wrapped her petals around his long hair and shook her body, "Why is your hair white?"

She had seen the three immortals in the Lethe Realm, as well as the two ghosts of black and white impermanence who often came over next door, all of whom were black-haired.

Yue Lao was the first "outsider" she had seen since she was conscious, and she was also the first person to have gray hair.

Yue Lao's voice was slightly hoarse, like the moonlight contaminated with coolness in the wind, like a thick and thin emotion, "I have done something wrong, this is the punishment I deserve." ”

At the beginning, the last heavenly thunder almost dispersed more than half of his cultivation, coupled with the essence of his heart that was watered to Hongluan every hundred years, the cultivation was much more than supplemented, and naturally he couldn't get it back.

Hearing Yue Lao's words, Hongluan nodded as if he didn't understand, and said, "I think you should be black-haired." ”

"Why do you think so?"

"Feeling is feeling, how can there be so many why?" Hongluan straightened the flower stem, "The first time I saw you, I thought you should be black-haired and red-dressed." ”

Black hair and red clothes, bright and bright.

is not like this, with white hair and white clothes, and a full of vicissitudes.

Xu is tone of voice in front of her was too gentle, which made Hongluan much more bold than when facing others, and she said bluntly: "You look like this, although you look very beautiful, it always makes me feel uncomfortable." ”

Yue Lao listened to Hongluan's words, was silent for a long time, and just when Hongluan wondered if he was angry, he heard him laugh and say, "You are a little flower on the other side, where do you get so many feelings?"

As "a little flower on the other side", Hongluan was a little unhappy, but before he could say anything, he saw a flash of white light on the white-haired and white-clothed man in front of him-

The silver hair turned black again, and the white clothes that were elegant and vicissitudes of life were also replaced by a sharp and crimson red clothes.

It's nothing more than a simple disguise charm.

The unhappiness in Hongluan's heart was instantly emptied, and he said with a smile: "You look really handsome in this red dress." ”

Hongluan was happy, and Yue Lao was in a better mood, "You used to only say that I looked like a city, but this is the first time I've heard the word praise for my handsomeness from you." ”

"Allure is used to describe the beauty of a woman. Hong Luan sighed, "But when you were dressed in white before, your gentle, tranquil and harmless appearance is indeed more beautiful than the appearance of those favorite concubines who brought disaster to the country and the people I once saw in the reincarnation mirror." ”

There was nothing wrong with this sentence, at most it was a ridicule of Yue Lao, Hongluan didn't expect that Yue Lao's reaction would be so big.

Of course, his face was still expressionless, but Hongluan, who had been infused by Yue Lao's essence blood for so long, even if he couldn't say that he had the same heart as him, he could sensitively sense the mood fluctuations in Yue Lao's heart.

He seems to have something on his mind.

"Don't you like me comparing you to women?"

Yue Lao smiled and said no, "Just now I just remembered some things that were not very satisfactory and wishful in the past, but they are all in the past." ”

The petals of the flower on the other side rubbed the red clothes, and Hongluan said: "Let the past pass, the god Meng Po often says, 'Those who abandon me, you can't stay yesterday', don't think about it anymore, you accompany me, and I will accompany you in the future." ”

Yue Lao's heart was slightly wet, and he couldn't help but gently rub the flowers on the other side with his fingers, "Hongluan ......"

The flower on the other side hummed softly in response, and shook the flower branch slightly, which complemented the equally gorgeous red sleeves.

"By the way, did we know each other before?"

Yue Lao was silent for a long time before saying yes, and then asked, "Do you remember anything?"

"No, but the great god Meng Po told me that I actually came to Lethe to recuperate. I was seriously injured once and I don't remember anything. Hongluan shook his head, "But I feel like we must know each other, and you call me Hongluan as soon as you come, is that my previous name?"

Yue Lao nodded.

Hongluan asked again, "Is there any allusion to this name?"

"Hongluan Tianxi. Yue Lao seemed to remember something, and his tone was long, "Together." ”

Hongluan's voice sounded very happy, "Is this the name you gave me, then we must have been very close before." ”

Yue Lao didn't know what to say.

Whether it is the fairy grass casting bone or the soul nourishing Hongluan on the other side, it seems that she will always maintain a sincere and innocent heart, but every word she says from the heart, when it makes him feel warm, is always like a sharp knife, Ling Chi in his heart.

Hongluan didn't care about Yue Lao's sudden silence, and asked him again: "Then what is your name, Tianxi?"

After thinking about it, he added, "It's not a nice name, but I won't laugh at you." ”

It doesn't matter what the name is, whether it's Tianxi Xingjun or Yue Lao, he actually never cares.

Now that he was asked by Hongluan again, he realized that the long-ago name seemed to have not been mentioned for thousands of years.

The corners of his lips hooked slightly: "My name is Di Xin." ”

Emperor Xin, the king of Shang, has a surname and a virtuous name.