The night of the northern cold land comes very quickly, the white short night is the characteristic of this place, this place is empty, there are not many people, and there is no lighting, but the middle-aged snow in the northern cold land, the snow illuminates the whole night sky in the middle of the night, and there is no thought about the pitch black that you can't see your fingers. On the contrary, compared with other small towns, it has a little more natural atmosphere, the crystal snow is like a crystal world, and the empty snow is spacious and vast, and the mood is also a lot more relaxed.

In the thatched house, Liu Yan prepared a bed of straw, which was as thick as a Simmons bed, although it was on the ground, it was soft and comfortable to lie on. I slept quite soundly. Liu Yan had been here once or twice in the middle of the night. Just see if you have any other needs. Who would have thought that they were already asleep, and they must have been having a drink with Zhou Gong Ye Pavilion.

Morning light, the light is cold, cold to the bones, the first awakening of the big dream, still sleepy eyes, this cold place in the north is not as cold as the south, the morning is the coldest, and the layers of white mist between the exhalation float in the air.

Li Xuan stretched his waist, once upon a time he had slept so soundly, looking back, he didn't remember when it was, not only smiled sweetly, with a happy sneer, he turned his head to look at the sleeping beauty on the stone bed, Ling'er was long gone, and the futon was neatly folded, as if it had not moved. Time was too relaxed last night to notice Ling'er's movements.

Li Xuan stood up with a roll, annoyed by his negligence. With a flick of his eyes, a few lines of small characters appeared on the originally smooth stone table, the words were square and square, sonorous and soft, and he knew that this was written by Ling'er at first sight.

Seeing Xuan Yan again, pulling the bottom of my heart to love the strings, silently making a wish at the moment, even if the balance falls, I can't shake my love, how do I know that the world is unpredictable, things are out of control, everything is no longer controlled for me, I can't help myself, I have no choice but to abandon you, I just hope that you are free, comfortable in this life, if there is a fate, we will meet, on the contrary, do not think.

Li Xuan's fingers touched the words on the table, every sentence was like a sharp knife stabbing Li Xuan's heart, so resolute and so reluctant, feeling Ling'er's mood at that time, her heart ached, and then she rushed out of the door, the sky was full of snow, without leaving the slightest trace, she actually in order to save her life, she was heavy with the illusion of the magic lord, and she was tortured by illusion all day long, without the help of the magic lord, there was no cure. Even the strange doctors who have not been born in the cultivation realm for thousands of years are helpless.

Calling it a "strange doctor" is because of his three principles of rescue, if the patient's injury is outside the three principles, it is not savable, even if it is a mountain of gold, it is difficult to buy a strange doctor at the moment.

First, the man does not save.

Second, those who have seen themselves do not save them, and third, those who look pleasing to the eye are saved. Speaking of this third article, it can be called a strange doctor to look pleasing to the eye, and the rumors in the rivers and lakes must be extremely ugly, ragged, without long things, doing things upside down, without any rules, in addition, he must be a person with a great temperament. Looking for the entire rivers and lakes, there are very few alien races in it. I think that only the former lord of the demon world, the Demon Emperor, can be regarded as a "different species", but the Demon Emperor is also an outstanding handsome man, and I am afraid that he can't ask for strange help.

With Ling'er's exquisite appearance, dressed up, the first side will be blocked back, but the strange whereabouts are secret, and there are very few people who know him, and he likes to hide under a pseudonym, if he wants to find this person, it is more difficult than climbing to the sky.

The blue sky and white clouds are as clear as washing, and the air flow is clearly visible, but at this time, Li Xuan is like a ship lost in the vast sea, fluttering, but without direction. Where the hell are you heading?

In the confusion, Liu Yan hurried over, panting, with Liu Yan's cultivation today, even if he traveled thousands of miles a day, his face was not red and he was not panting, it must be something urgent, in a hurry, flying at full speed, it would be like this, Li Xuan was still immersed in remorse. I only heard Liu Yan shouting: "The big thing is not good, the two forces of the demon world are strong, and they have made a big move." I'm afraid it will hurt you both. It's good to avoid it for now. ”

Li Xuan didn't think too much about it and asked, "Why did you fight?"

Liu Yan said: "It is said that the subordinate of the Demon Sect Venerable Lord once injured a close relative of the Demon Venerable Lord a few days ago. ”

Li Xuanqi said: "The relationship between the Demon Sect and the Demon Sect is already delicate, and they have fought many times, but they have been avoided intentionally or unintentionally. Avoid misunderstandings and complications. How can this be the case today?"

Liu Yan has been hidden in the Mo Sect for two years, how can he not know the subtle relationship between them, "There must be something hidden in this." Otherwise, the Demon Sect would not have been so careless, and he actually fell into the Demon Lord, and he was still the closest relative of the Demon Lord. ”

The people he mentioned as close relatives must be - Aoya is no wonder, Aoya should be a person from the ghost world, who would have thought that when Aoya died of depression, the magic lord was heartbroken, and he couldn't accept the fact that Aoya died, so in the magic realm, build a place with an elegant environment, and use hundreds of people to carve a statue of a goddess according to Aoya's appearance before her death.

The statue is empty, it has become the place where Aoya's body rests, the magic lord is afraid that Aoya's body will be rotten, so he took out the Heavenly Buddha Heart Lamp, it is rumored that the Heavenly Buddha Heart Lamp is an ancient Buddha lamp, which can purify all the anger, the evil spirit, and cleanse the filth of the soul.

The magic lord loves Ya earnestly, at first can not get out of this shadow, all day in front of the Aoya window, looking at the heavenly Buddha heart lamp, seeing things and thinking, for a long time, it will be visited once every other month, Aoya is just lying quietly after all, looking at such a beauty, ending up now, I can't help but be depressed, I feel that all this is the husband's fault, and I feel extremely resentful in my heart, and I sent someone to inquire about the survivors in the village, so 3 years after the village was destroyed, the magic lord learned that the husband was still alive, and put into the Shaolin Sect The magic lord was supposed to sweep Shaolin to relieve the sullenness in his heart for many years, but thinking of Aoya's dying entrustment, the person who Aoya was concerned about before his death, if he was hurt, I'm afraid that after death, I will become a powerful ghost, and I will ask him for his life. In desperation, I had to give up. Thinking about it like this, the Magic Lord can be regarded as a person in the mood.

But later, because of this, he rarely visited Aoya again. But I don't want to, I actually saw the beauty again in Shaolin, presumably, the blessing of the Buddha heart lamp was illuminated by the heart lamp all day long, eliminating the long-term accumulation of depression in the heart, in addition, the treatment was timely, and the heart was protected, which was also a blessing in disguise.

Over the years, the Magic Lord has never found a new love, it can be seen that the Lord has deep affection, reproducing a delicate face, and the emotions buried in the heart for many years are about to be touched, like a surging river, surging, and the feelings are extremely strong, and the Demon Sect actually hurt Aoya in front of the Magic Lord.

Although Aoya now understands everything, she is afraid that she has more hatred than gratitude for the Magic Lord. On the top of Songshan, Aoya has already made her position clear, but for the Magic Venerable, in front of herself, she hurt the person she cares about the most in her heart, and this breath will inevitably be fought back.