In Tianmen Mountain, the sunset is slanting in the west. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoWarm sunlight shines through the forest.

The shade of the trees is pleasant.

Ren Xiaotian was standing on a boulder on the edge of the cliff in front of the Wangyun Peak Sect. With a straw in the corner of his mouth, he laughed at Qian Lang.

Next to the boulder, there is a green meadow. On the grass, a round table was set up, and on the round table, four dishes and five pairs of dishes and chopsticks, as well as three wine glasses, were placed. Xu Changfeng sat on the wooden table by the table, and also showed a rare smile, and even the wrinkles on his face were lightened a lot because of this.

Dunru was also at the round table, and he was pouring wine from a flask. He poured wine and smiled at Qian Lang.

Qian Lang was standing in front of the sect gate of Wangyun Peak, looking at all this with great confusion. He seemed to remember what seemed to have happened, but he couldn't remember it anyway.

Then, Qian Lang felt someone tap him on the shoulder. He hurriedly turned around, and then found Liuzhu wearing a red robe and a gauze robe, and holding a baby about a year old in his arms, standing beside him, squinting and smiling at himself.

"Why are you stunned? Why don't you call Senior Brother over for dinner?"

Liu Zhu's dress, of course, is the first time Qian Lang has seen it. For the first time, he felt a feeling of plopping and deer scurrying in his heart.

"Wife, you are so beautiful. Qian Lang couldn't help but say.

After speaking, Qian Lang looked around and seemed to suddenly realize something.

"This is a dream, Dunru is dead, and the senior brother is dead. After a pause, Qian Lang sighed, "Alas." ”

Liuzhu asked in understanding, "Xianggong, don't you like it?"

"I like that you are all the most important people to me, and I certainly like that you can be by my side. ”

Liuzhu nodded, then reached out and touched Qian Lang's cheek, and said with tears in his eyes, "This is the last thing Liuzhu can do for you." After a pause, Liuzhu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then handed the baby in his arms to Qian Lang, "You hug him." ”

Qian Lang took the baby and held it in his hands.

The baby looks very similar to Liuzhu, with a fleshy face, and is laughing at Qian Lang.

"This is a girl, she is our daughter?" asked Qian Lang.

Liuzhu nodded, and then said, "Between husband and wife, they always have to have children, so you can treat her as your own daughter." ”

"Wife, you are so sad, we have a daughter, aren't you happy?" asked Qian Lang.

Liu Zhu suddenly sobbed, and then both hands reached out to Qian Lang's cheeks, very reluctant, trembling and stroking.

"What's wrong, wife, what's going on?" Qian Lang asked incomprehensibly.

"Time is running out, let me take a good look at you one last time!" Speaking of this, Liuzhu couldn't cry anymore, "In the future, you forget about me, if you feel lonely, then find another wife, and then you have another daughter with her." "Perhaps, your daughter will be me, not necessarily. ”

Suddenly, Qian Lang felt a sharp pain in his head. The painful Qian Lang held his head and screamed wildly.

......

Dream, it's just a dream.

After Qian Lang finally opened his eyes, what greeted him was a ruin. Sawdust, gravel, everywhere. It's as if there has just been an earthquake here, and this is the ruins of the earthquake.

It's bright here, and it's bright. Qian Lang found himself bathed in a scorching sun.

He couldn't help but look up and find that there was a blue sky above him. The dazzling sun above his head was piercing his eyes.

At this time, Qian Lang suddenly heard a familiar figure behind him. It's Dujesha's voice, yes, it's her.

"Master Qian! You're finally awake!"

Qian Lang turned around and saw Du Yesha walking towards him who was very worried.

"Where is Liuzhu?" asked Qian Lang to Du Yesha.

After Du Yesha came to Qian Lang's side, she said to Qian Lang with a solemn expression, "Master Qian, you have been in a coma for a long time, so I can only tell you about this, your wife Liuzhu is dead." ”

"What, she's dead?" Qian Lang said sadly.

In fact, Qian Lang knew in his heart that Jianmu's blow could be borne by ordinary people, so he was not surprised.

"Liuzhu has overdrawn all her vitality in order to save you, so he has now become the Ancestral Tree. With that, Duyesha pointed to a stump beside them that looked like a woman, hugging her knees.

Save me? Liuzhu saved me?

Immediately, Qian Lang recalled the picture of Liuzhu being hit by Jianmu's blow.

Then, Du Yesha said, "At that time, the little girl was hiding behind Liuzhu's seniors, so the strength of the immortal was blocked by her, and the little girl had to be rescued by Liuzhu's seniors to pick up a life." "But you are different, you are not the same as Master Qian, your whole body was exposed to the strength of the immortal at that time, if it wasn't for the Liuzhu seniors who sacrificed their lives to save you, I'm afraid you would have been wiped out a long time ago." ”

After listening to what Du Yesha said, Qian Lang couldn't help but have mixed feelings in his heart.

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Actually, there are stages to love. At the beginning, people notice some superficial things, but only after an event that is enough to show the other person's heart will they really see how much the other person loves him.

To be honest, Qian Lang came out of his mother's womb, that is, before he crossed over, he couldn't understand what kind of emotion he had to make himself desperate, willing to sacrifice his life, but also to save someone.

Qian Lang didn't understand it before, but he understands it now. Because he saw it, and he experienced it himself. It's just that he's the victim.

And digging deeper, such a problem will immediately appear.

In the end, is Qian Lang more important to Liuzhu, or Liuzhu is more important to Qian Lang.

There is such a contrast in anyone's mind.

But the truth is that Qian Lang didn't care about her as much as Liuzhu cared about herself. If the same thing happened, would Qian Lang be willing to give up his life to save her?

Love is not as easy to distinguish as hormones, and when you see the person you like, you can make it clear just by feeling. Love is often like a pile of hemp, when you want to find one, but always inadvertently bring out another.

There is a good saying that women are a man's school, or a man is a woman's school. For better or for worse, you can always learn something from it, something a little deeper.

After Qian Lang went through this incident, of course he had his own experience.

Heh, woman, is a woman so heavy? Even if he goes to find hundreds of women again, who can compare to Liuzhu?

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

Qian Lang's eyes were already swirling with tears. He couldn't help but come to the stake that Liuzhu had turned into, and then crouched down.

"If I had known that it would be the last time I saw you, I wouldn't have been as frivolous as I used to be. After speaking, Qian Lang moved his hand to Liuzhu's cheek, and then stroked it carefully inch by inch.

Gloomy tears, Qian Lang's eyes could no longer control his tears. Tears drew two clearly visible marks on Qian Lang's face.

"Is Liuzhu dead like this? Isn't there any way to make up for it?" Qian Lang turned to Du Yesha and asked.