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On the top of the Kunlun Mountains, the cold wind is bitter and the cold is biting.

The Emperor of Heaven wore a fur collar and was warm and noble. His expression was more melancholy than before, and there was a heavy and indissoluble sadness in his eyes.

The battle between the Divine Realm and Qingqiu ended after a few days.

On that day, the Emperor of Heaven and Bai Ze were in the temple, waiting for Mei Xiao to wake up worriedly, and after a few days, he suddenly felt a powerful but irresistible momentum that pushed him and Bai Ze out of the temple.

Later, no matter what he did, he couldn't open the door of the temple, and he couldn't see Mei Xiao inside again.

He was furious, ordered the divine soldier and the divine general, and came to the sky above Qingqiu.

He fought with the evil night for a few days and nights, but he couldn't tell the winner, both of them were injured to varying degrees, and in the end, he called out the order to punish the immortals, and slashed him a few times before giving up.

I wanted to level Qingqiu, but I thought that Mei Xiao must be unwilling, and when I saw him killing innocents, I just wanted Mei Xiao and the few fish he raised back.

Half a year has passed, Mei Xiao has not yet come out of the temple, remembering the days when she slept for tens of thousands of years last time, the Emperor of Heaven felt more and more sad in his heart.

"Ahem, ahem".

A few unbearable coughs, chaotic breathing, slowly adjusting the internal breath, calming the surging qi and blood in his body, the poison in his body was not completely resolved, he just suppressed the poison.

Bai Ze said that what he was in was the poison of the evil weapon in the netherworld, which was very strong and could only be solved by refining medicine with the evil weapon.

Because Mei Xiao fed him a few large bowls of blood and a lot of pills, he could wake up. I still remember the sweet smell in his mouth when he woke up.

Since Mei smiled and fell asleep, the Emperor of Heaven acted resolutely, suppressed Qingqiu, and even took the demon clan to open the knife, and abandoned Tianyi to hand over Hun Dun.

In the past six months, the gossip of the Six Realms has been chewed even without chewing through, and it has not been gnawed at rotten.

The monstrous anger of the Divine Realm Heavenly Clan, facing Qingqiu and the Demon Realm, makes people think about it.

Outsiders, Qingqiu's Immortal Venerable, because of saving his beloved woman, deceived the emotions of the Phoenix Lord of the Divine Phoenix Palace, and in the end, he was even more harmed by the Phoenix Lord, and his life and death were unknown.

For a time, all walks of life were secretive about Qingqiu and retreated. Once you encounter an evil night, you will regret three lives.

What is also talked about by outsiders is that because the demon world could not resist it, the coercion of the gods, the demon venerable abandoned Tianyi and handed over his Hundun Demon Lord to the heavenly god realm.

This behavior is despicable, and for a while the people of the demon clan are like rats crossing the street, and everyone shouts and beats. So far, the human world has also given birth to many demon slayers.

Because, Qitianyi once told Hun Dun that the affairs of the East China Sea should be handled by himself. It was Hun Dun who was handed over, but he was also willing, and he had nothing to say.

Hun Dun is not afraid of the accountability of the Emperor of Heaven, and said sonorously that he and the two masters of the East China Sea and the South China Sea have a murderous holiday.

He also knew a little about the matter between Hun Dun and Su, Su, and the three of them, but he didn't know it very clearly, so he immediately let people pass on the story and Su, and let the three of them say it themselves.

Although they knew, the three of them didn't know what to say, Hun Dun went crazy, completely became a monster, grew horns on his head, grew several times stronger, and landed on all fours, properly turning into a fierce beast.

The Emperor of Heaven was angry, held the lords of the two seas accountable, and restrained them from stepping out of the East and South China Seas, and even ordered them to restore order in the two seas on the same day.

Because he didn't find the two protectors of the underworld, Hun Dun lost his mind and became a fierce beast, so the Emperor of Heaven found the Demon Venerable and abandoned Tianyi, and asked him to find the two people in the underworld, and gave them a time limit, which must be found within 100 days.

The dust has settled on the two incidents, and two months have passed.

Bai Ze sat motionless in front of the temple, with a thick layer of snow on his body, only a few outlets, and less snow fell.

His heart was full of self-reproach and remorse, and he silently muttered: "Master, will you forgive me?"

How long will the master sleep this time, 10,000, 20,000, or 30,000. Bai Ze can't stop you from being sad. The master went through two injuries, both of which were to hide himself, then heal himself and lick his wounds.

Last time she sealed herself, erasing her memories with the Emperor of Heaven, but what about this time? Will she seal herself again?

Bai Ze asked himself over and over again in his heart: "Is it worth it?"

Mei Shao carried the food box and appeared in front of the temple, looking at the huge humanoid snowdrift in front of the door with more distress, and her heart couldn't stop being sad.

If she doesn't come up with that bad idea, perhaps, everyone will be fine, the master will not be locked up in the temple, and Woo Woo will not be seriously injured.

"Squeaky Squeak"

Mei shook her heavy steps and stepped in front of Bai Ze, seeing that his eyes and mouth were exposed, and there was snow on his eyelashes, she couldn't help choking and said: "Bai Ze, it's all my fault, if I hadn't had a bad idea, maybe things wouldn't have been like this." ”

Bai Ze didn't move, he didn't even blink his eyes, he just looked at the door of the temple over the person in front of him.

Seeing that he was silent, Mei Shao couldn't control her sorrow and cried, threw down the food box, pounced on Bai Ze, and cried: "I was wrong, I was wrong."

Bai Ze slowly lowered his eyes, the snow on his eyelashes fell down in a flutter, looking at the surging tears on his beautiful face, his dry Adam's apple rolled a few times, and said slowly: "It's not your fault, it's my fault, it's my fault."

Mei Shao listened to his desolate voice, and cried even more, crying heartbreakingly.

The empty temple, the crying of beautiful cries drowned out in the wind and snow.

Qingqiu Mountain, it is snowing, the branches are pressed with thick snow, and the ground is covered with thick white snow.

Granny Hua's colorful clothes and flocks of pheasants dotted this white world, and her fat body stepped into the snow, and the snow covered her legs and stomachs.

"Alas.........."

I don't know how many sighs she sighed at the "fish water dwelling", she was hurt by the evil night, she came to this courtyard every day, sighed, and wanted to see him. But he set up an enchantment, and outsiders couldn't enter.

Evil Night was injured, fought with the Emperor of Heaven, was injured, married Mei Xiao, was injured by Mei Xiao, and later, was also injured by himself.

Yushuiju, because she let Mei Xiao choose the name, she didn't think about it, seeing that the wedding date was approaching, she thought about it again and again, and felt that his father took the word fish and water, which was very agreeable.

So the courtyard where the marriage was made was named Yushuiju. At this time, the fish water dwelling, and the festive red silk is still hung. Against the backdrop of snow, it is particularly dazzling.

The fish and water dwelled inside, the evil night leaned on the festive foot of the bed, there were many wine jars scattered beside him, on the gold embroidered robe on his body, there were mottled bloodstains, there were his and Mei Xiao, the blood dried up, dissolved into the clothes, burning the skin under his clothes, in front of him, there were pictures of him cutting her thin wrists with his own hands, and in his ears, there were all the sounds of cutting through the flesh and blood gushing.

He suppressed and wanted to roar, but he couldn't make a sound, just carried the wine jar dejectedly, sip after sip, jar after jar. (To be continued.) )