The powerful divine sense of the people in the Mirror Water Demon Cave is like a mirror, but she detects things that she can never believe.

Demo Xiaoya used her life to kiss the first and last lover in her heart, and then her life was cut off and she went limp. But Zhan Qingyu still didn't let go, instilling pure spiritual power into her body.

It's useless, the breath of death is too strong. The moment Demo Xiaoya lost her breath, her whole body was blackened by the breath of death, only her lips were still red, and the flames became more and more red.

What is she nostalgic for? What is she longing for? Only Zhan Qingyu herself knows, it is a secret that belongs to them.

A beep-beep wildfire burned beside him, and Zhan Qingyu didn't even notice it. Under the protection of the power of Tai Chi, he was dumbfounded, and he was extremely sad to hold Demo Xiaoya and recall the bits and pieces of the past few days.

A short acquaintance can exchange his life for Zhan Qingyu's memory awakening, which is a great gift, and he feels that it is too heavy. Death, is it the final outcome? No, definitely not never, he wants to find this opportunity to bring De Mo Xiaoya back to life.

Even if you don't need the power of the witch god, you have to make the person in your arms stand up, laugh, and beat yourself with a pungent and kind beating. He wanted to see her soft body, he wanted to see her angry look, he wanted to touch every part of her body.

In this way, we can atone for our sins, and so that this woman will not die for herself once.

Zhan Qingyu shook off the tears in the flames and carried Demo Xiaoya on her back. He was reluctant to let her leave him, even if she was put in the Tai Chi space, he had to carry her behind her back to find a way to come back to life in the vast witch god world.

Sitting on the ground with Demo Xiaoya on his back, the three powerful demon beasts were on guard all around, and Zhan Qingyu refined and absorbed all the runes he got on the spot. He wants to make his muscles stronger, he can predict the dangers behind, and break into it no matter how difficult it is.

After refining the ninety-nine green skin refining runes, they had already reached the extreme of skin refining, and they couldn't absorb even one more point. The fifteen flesh refining runes were also absorbed, but it was still far from enough, and more rune energy was needed to break through the meat refining.

"Bang bang!" sturdy footsteps sounded, and a strong figure stepped out of the flames, followed by a snake, a mastiff, and a wild bear.

"Haha! ridiculous!" the man in the demon cave said with a smile, "Is it worth it? What can you do to save a dying person, even if you refine your blood perfectly? ”

However, after a few counts, he was moved by the love song in Zhan Qingyu's mouth and shed two tears, and the teardrops wrapped in powerful magic power smashed the ground into two small pits.

"Why am I crying?" she looked at the ground in amazement: "The Dao heart that I am guarding in my heart has been shaken, poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, staining a portrait in front of him a vivid red, like the lips of the man in the young man's arms. The person in the demon cave covered his mouth, and a touch of red flowed down the corners of his mouth to the cuffs, dyeing the golden silk robe with a red peony.

In front of him is a portrait of a handsome and dashing young man with a jade tree in the wind, carrying a large knife on his shoulder, standing on the top of the mountains, his eyes are absolutely cold, and he despises the sky.

"It's too similar, it's too similar," she stretched out her white arm to wipe away her own blood, but the wounded blood made the painting even more red.

She muttered to herself as she wiped harder: "This look in this eye, the smile hidden in the corners of the mouth, and, in that fanaticism, is still the most beautiful blood."

But although the blood was beautiful, no matter how much she wiped it, she gradually became gloomy: "Hmph! But you still lose me after all, you will die and he will die too!" The Buddha broke my yin and yang red line and let this young man subdue the brute bear, but I still want to kill him, and then break out of this damn prison. I want to reclaim the years that belonged to me."

As soon as the words fell, the clouds on the painting suddenly moved, and slowly formed a text, which glowed with Buddha light as if it could see through the world. However, what surprised her was not the words on the painting, but the ballad from the mouth of Zhan Qingyu of the Barbarian Witch Realm.

The music sounded, and the Tai Chi music diagram spun. Through the endless void, a poem comes in style. When this ballad is sung, a line will appear on the picture in the cave, and after singing a song, the most beautiful love poem in the world will appear.

A few words are added in the blank space in the center of the picture: Love poems are beautiful to my love.

The people in the Mirror Water Demon Cave couldn't bear this feeling, and they went back to the past in a trance, and the people on the picture hugged her like Zhan Qingyu hugged Demo Xiaoya.

"If you see or don't see me, I will be there, not sad or happy, if you read or not think of me, the love will be there, and it will not come or go; if you love or not love me, the love will be there, not increasing or decreasing; if you follow or not follow me, my hand is in your hand, and I will not give up. Come into my arms, or let me dwell in your heart, and love in silence and rejoice. ”

Zhan Qingyu and Demo Xiaoya, the two kissed each other affectionately in this savage land. One is a young offspring, and the other is a toddler old woman. What a strange and emotional scene.

Even if Demo Xiaoya ran out of life qi, Zhan Qingyu still did not give up hope. Hope doesn't matter if there is or not, just like the way to find the way.

There is no road in the road, and the more people walk, it naturally becomes the road.

In the distance, a large river flowed quietly, and a feather fluttered and fell into the water, and immediately sank. Many witch beasts are far away from here, this is the most terrifying area in the savage witch world.

Zhan Qingyu searched for a way to heal De Mo Xiaoya in the endless Tai Chi space, but she couldn't find it. No one in the vast and profound history of China has such magical powers, and no medical skill can bring the dead back to life.

But he inadvertently touched a story that had been told for countless years, and the legend of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl made him even more determined in his belief.

The Cowherd was once a boy in the Heavenly Palace, and the road weaving supervisor fell in love with the Weaver Girl, but the Weaver Girl refused to be heartbroken, and the Queen Mother of the West saw through the heavens with three smiles.

Lao Jun tried his best to match and make a matchmaker, and there were many twists and turns.

In the dark, the two were destined to have a red dust love calamity, but they did not hesitate to risk their lives, but they were forcibly separated by the heavenly court after promising each other. The green cow broke the horn and turned into a boat, carrying the cowherd to cross the river, and the queen mother's words were boundless with the waves of the Tianhe River.

After a long time of lingering love and cause and effect, he didn't think about heaven and didn't listen to the tune, so the Jade Emperor sent heavenly soldiers to arrest him, and the two ran away and almost died. Lao Jun is benevolent and highly recommended. Since then, the two places have been separated, and the weaver girl has been weaving brocade every year, looking forward to it year after year. Every year, the thought of the cowherd and the young, they are all unwilling to get together privately several times, and then they are found to be severely punished.

And the acacia is getting stronger and stronger, only the cracks can be solved, but it only gathers every year. At that time, the birds and birds were silent and silent, and tears fell like rain and tears, so the Qixi Cowherd and Weaver Girl will be ruthless but sunny.

"Isn't the Cowherd the same when he is desperate? Zhan Qingyu walked towards the river and smiled almost for the first time in a long time.

Oh my God, can't you guess it? I'll let you guess the beginning correctly and not the end.

I have come to the treasure, I have come to the lord of the wilderness.

Death to those who stand in my way!