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In a mist, a huge bathtub was placed in it, Li Wanru was dressed as an ordinary person, although Yurong was there, she no longer had the feeling of a fairy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ouyang sat in the bathtub, looked at the rising mist, and said with a wry smile on his face: "I'm afraid it's rare to take such a bath in the fairy world." ”

"People have low times, you used to be too arrogant, and now this is not bad for you. Li Wanru's voice was like a soft drop of water, which made the original helplessness in Ouyang's heart disappear.

"I'm afraid that I only have forty or fifty years of life, don't you regret it?" Ouyang knew that if it weren't for a miracle, he was afraid that he would only have forty or fifty years of ordinary life, and in the last forty or fifty years, there was such a woman to accompany him to the end, and he would have no regrets in this life.

"There are people who live forever in the world, and have no laughter all year round, like a fierce cry hanging above the nine heavens, although the light shines in all directions, but they are lonely. And some mortals are destined not to live forever, and they have only lived for decades, but they can stay with their beloved for a long time, and they have no regrets in life when they are full of children and grandchildren. Li Wanru said word by word, it seems that she has not been in vain in the fairy world for so many years, at least she has learned a lot of things.

"People live for a lifetime, or like a white horse passing through the gap and a glimpse, or like the sky and the universe forever in the world, but what I pursue in my life is just a peace of mind, it seems that I was too obsessed with that immortality and invincibility in the past. Ouyang smiled slightly.

If you count these forty or fifty years, this life should only be more than 100 years, and in the first 100 years, you were almost invincible in the world, and what did you have to do in those 100 years except for the empty name of exhaustion and hard work? And now, although you only have the last forty or fifty years of life, you have to know each other, and what is not satisfied with you.

Gently holding the palm of Li Wanru, who was wiping her arm, looking at this jade hand, and feeling a trace of heat in her palm, Ouyang finally let go of everything and let go of the heart of pursuing invincibility in the world.

And at this moment, Ouyang's heart was ethereal, and the torment of the past seemed to disappear.

"A hundred years invincible in the world, but no match for the warmth of this moment. Ouyang finally understood why Zhao Gang would rather give up seeking the road to invincibility, willing to kill the world's strong people to renew his life for his beloved, after his beloved died, he sat alone in the Demon Tower for tens of thousands of years and couldn't bear to leave.

There is no anchor, the biggest level in the world is this word of love, there is no ruthless person in the world, Ouyang just hid everything in his heart for more than 100 years, and now after being opened by Li Wanru, he finally let go of everything.

"No matter when, I will be by your side, accompany you all over the northwest, see the world, see the flowers, when you get old, I ......" Li Wanru said here and stopped, in fact, she wanted to say, when you grow old, I will accompany you on the road to the Yellow Spring, praying that God will give reincarnation again, so that you and I can continue the frontier.

But Li Wanru remembered Liu Ling's words: I will give you a lifetime of love, and when the fate is over, I will return to the ice palace to pick up my mantle.

"No!" Although Ouyang lost everything, that exquisite heart was still there, and now hearing Li Wanru's words, Ouyang naturally understood that she had an obsession in her heart that she couldn't let go.

"My life should be like the moon, even if the last moment is bleak, at least I was once brilliant. If I die, send my body to the Forgotten Forest, burn me with the true fire of the unicorn, and if you can return to the True Spirit Realm, scatter my ashes all over the True Spirit Realm, so that I can pass away with the wind. ”

Ouyang said very easily, but Li Wanru behind him kept crying.

"No, no, you have to believe in yourself, maybe it's not the time when the mountains and rivers are exhausted, maybe ......" Before Li Wanru's words were finished, Ouyang gently touched her lips with her fingers. "I've done all my life to hurt people, and I don't want to hurt people anymore in this last way. Ouyang looked into the distance, it was the direction of the Temple of the Gods, Ouyang knew that there was a woman there who had said that she would wait for seven thousand years.

"I'm sorry, I can't go back, but I cut off the connection with the Thorn Owl in my heart, now I am no longer the Arrow God, and the Thorn Owl is no longer my soldier, I can't go back, I can only leave the last trace of the remnant soul, hoping that one day the Thorn Owl will be a new Ouyang!" Ouyang thought, he waved the butcher knife in his heart that only he could perceive and cut off the destiny of the Thorn Owl Bow!

The holy soldier is natural, the holy soldier has followed his master all his life, he has grown up since he was a child, although he is lifeless, he is contaminated with the remnant soul of his master, and he is already psychic, Ouyang's method is equivalent to cutting off his last chance to recover!

If Ouyang asked Li Wanru to take him to the Temple of the Gods, if Ouyang retrieved the Thorn Owl Bow, maybe he would still have a chance to regain his soul and recover that peak power, but Ouyang didn't want to, as he thought in his heart, he hurt people all his life, and at the last moment, he didn't want to hurt the person in his heart again.

If he returned to the Temple of the Gods, how would he face her? Wanru never gave up on herself, and she still had no regrets or complaints when she was at her most down, how could Ouyang let go of such a person? But in Ouyang heart, he never thought of embracing two women into his arms at the same time, because it was too unfair to them.

In Ouyang's view, a love can only belong to one person, so he must hurt one of them in this life.

"Ouyang is dead, forget me......" Ouyang said silently, and Li Wanru behind him gently hugged Ouyang, and the two of them were silent in the mist, but they were thinking about one thing at the same time in their hearts... The temple of gods, in the hall of souls, Wei Shi is wearing a red shawl, in the Mei Sea, she seems to be so lonely forever, but these Wei Shi always have a smile on her face, because the thorn owl bow is coming, that person has not forgotten her, she believes that one day the owner of the thorn owl bow will fly here like the thorn bow and open his arms to hug her tightly.

"If you appear, no matter what you become, whether you are a human, a ghost, a god, a demon, a demon, or a stranger, I will never let go again, no matter what the rules of the soul clan are, whether you are still the king who invited you to travel for nine days, in my heart you are Ouyang ......" Wei Shi said, and in her mind, in the sea of Shura blood, on the cloud-piercing ship, Ouyang stood on the bow of the cloud-piercing ship in a moon-white robe and looked up at the ancient figure.

The two went to the ancient road together, when Wei Shi gave her soul to follow Ouyang to embark on the ancient road, she knew that she could not extricate herself from falling step by step, even in the face of her own people being killed, Wei Shi did not stand up, because at that moment in her heart, there was only one person's shadow, and there was no more this world.

Above the temple of the gods, Ouyang left angrily, and Wei Shi almost desperately followed this man away, but she couldn't, because she knew that it would be a burden for her to follow.

She knows this man, she knows that at any time this man is like the wind of the nine heavens, although it is fleeting, it is impossible for him to hold him in his hands, she can only care about him silently with a heart, longing for the day when he can hold his feet and embrace himself again.

"Goo ......" Just when Wei Shi stroked the thorn owl bow, the thorn owl suddenly turned into a flame giant, this giant owl grew in the wind, and in a moment it was as high as a mountain, and the blood-colored giant looked up at the sky from afar, and his eyes were full of sadness. "Coo......" A long whine shook the nine, and the blood-colored giant waved its wings to spread its wings and left, but after a few times it instigated its wings, it began to change its form, and with the transformation of the giant owl, a figure appeared under the moon.

In the sea of blood, this figure grew fat in the moonlight, like a god in the moonlight and blood, and behind him, a crimson war bow appeared out of thin air.

"Ouyang ......" Looking at this figure, the tears in Wei Shi's eyes all came out at once, looking at the man in the sky, she couldn't believe it, could it be that he came back so soon? "Why?" The man in the sky suddenly spoke, he seemed to be roaring, as if he was sighing about the injustice of the world, and the sadness in this sigh made countless people leave tears, and the entire temple of gods from hermits to beginner disciples were watching this figure above the nine heavens.

The figure looked up at the moonlit sky, and the sadness in his confines was only understood by him, because he was not Ouyang at all, he was just the remnant soul of Ouyang left in the Thorn Owl Bow.

"Bang ......" sounded, the figure shattered in the air, and the giant appeared again, it looked at the sky and kept screaming, the sadness in the whining was obvious!

"It's over......" Bai Mingming has been in contact with Ouyang for a relatively long time, listening to this mournful scream, of course Bai Yuming understands what is happening! There is only one reason for the Holy Soldier's sorrowful scream, and that is the disappearance of the master.

The Thorn Owl Bow flew from the northwest, which made countless people have a thought, that is, Ouyang was not dead, but now the holy soldier was sad but not broken, which only meant one thing.

"Ouyang is dead, he was reluctant to stab the owl bow before he died, cut off the final connection with the thorn owl bow, and let this holy soldier find the master again, but do you know? The thorn owl itself is a part of your soul, it is inseparable from you, and you are doing this to force it to fall by itself!" Bai Yuming looked at the blood-colored owl in the sky, and he could read the sad color in the eyes of the bloody owl.

"Why...... Why ......" Wei Shi of course also understood what was happening, cut off the last trace of contact with the holy soldier, he was so determined to die even to die, and even died so completely, what did he want......?

"Wei Shi, stop it, only you can stop it!"

Bai Ming sent a message to Wei Shi for thousands of miles, but Wei Shi was immersed in grief at this time!

"Stop the thorn owl, although the connection is cut off, but Ouyang may not die, the thorn owl bow carries Ouyang's soul, as long as the thorn owl is not extinguished, even if Ouyang dies, the soul is still not extinguished, maybe after thousands of years, the thorn owl will be the time when Ouyang's soul is resurrected!" Bai Mingming shouted......

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