Zhuo Qingtan dreamed vaguely of many of the mortal years in her previous life as a mortal "Yu Yan", all kinds of past lives, scattered and scattered, like broken light and shadow in her mind, constantly changing and changing.

She dreamed of many fragments of the past that she experienced with Xie Yuci, who was still called "Jun Farewell", in her previous life.

They have seen the most lively temple fairs in Yanzhou Mansion, swam boats in Luoshen Lake in Changchun City, Suzhou Mansion, and had to sleep in the barren mountains and forests when they were in the wilderness, and then laughed at each other in embarrassment.

They have been to the north to see the goose feathers and heavy snow, to the south to see the spring flowers blooming in early spring, to the west to see the Crescent Bay on the Gobi Desert, and to the east to see the endless East China Sea.

They have carried umbrellas together, rained together, and experienced countless "white heads" together in the snow.

When Zhuo Qingtan woke up, he still had chaotic memories of his past life in his mind, those mortal pasts that belonged to the former immortal beast "Jun Bei" and the mortal "Yu Yan", which were rare to relax.

She suddenly remembered a mortal poem she had read when she was a mortal Zhuo Qingtan in this life:

Suddenly, the old people have been in their hearts, looking back at the mountains and rivers is autumn,

The two lovesick places are drenched in snow together, and this life can be regarded as a total of white heads.

In this way, in her previous life, through the identity of "Yu Yan", she could be regarded as having a white head with "Jun Farewell", isn't it?

She lay quietly on the collapse for a long time before she finally came to her senses, slowly supported her body with her arms, and sat up.

Then, the next moment, she felt a gentle touch on her hand.

She moved slightly, tilted her head and asked softly, "Excuse me?" ”

The man was silent for a moment, and then a moment later he wrote a word on the palm of her hand.

"Green."

It turned out that it was not Xie Yuci, but a late youth.

Zhuo Qingtan didn't know why, and he was slightly lost in his heart.

She nodded lightly and asked again, "Wanqing, what about resignation?" ”

Did he go to the East China Sea?

Wanqing paused slightly, she noticed that Zhuo Qingtan did not call her "girl" politely, nor did he call her "Wanqing girl", but just "Wanqing".

It is also since the layer of "window paper" between them has been pierced, and she is also a person who knows everything in the past, why should they deceive themselves again?

Wanqing wrote silently in the palm of her hand:

"——The Lord released the Xianmen disciples today, and he will go to the East China Sea and return later."

Zhuo Qingtan was slightly stunned, and then smiled lightly rather helplessly.

He was finally "willing" to let go of those missing Xianmen disciples.

Ever since she came out of the secret realm of Sufeng Valley, she had guessed that the missing Immortal Sect disciples had been kidnapped by Xie Yuci, so she had never worried that something would happen to them.

But now that Xie Yuci has finally decided to let them return to their respective immortal gates, she still feels very relieved in her heart.

The disciples who want to come to the Duanxu Palace can also go home.

Zhuo Qingtan turned his head to look at Wanqing, although her eyes were covered with long black scarves, covering most of the expression on her face, Wanqing could see that the corners of her lips that were not covered by the scarf always had a gentle smile.

She sighed softly, "Wanqing, thank you. ”

Wanqing paused, looked up at her quietly, and then frowned and wrote in her palm:

"You don't have to thank me, I didn't speak for those Xianmen disciples, and it was up to the Lord to decide for themselves."

Zhuo Qingtan shook his head lightly with a smile, and then said softly:

"I thank you for telling me today that they have returned to Xianmen, and I want to thank you for still waiting for him for so many years, and I want to thank you for rushing to him as soon as he woke up...... so that he will not wake up alone in this more than 9,700 years of future generations without relatives. ”

Zhuo Qingtan sighed softly.

When Xie Yuci had just broken out of the boundary from the Juntian Cliff Secret Realm enchantment that day, I was afraid that it would not be comfortable.

Whether it is facing this mortal body derived from a quarter of divine power, or the sad and unsettleable state of mind that woke up from a big dream and slept for nearly 10,000 years.

Wanqing took Lingrong to sense his power for the first time, and appeared beside him in time, thinking that it would definitely comfort his mind a little.

Wanqing was silent for a moment, and continued to write: "Wanqing has signed a blood contract with the Lord for thousands of years, and has already decided to live and die together, and will never turn her back. I can't thank others. ”

Don't be a bystander. of thanks.

Thank you for the "others"......

Zhuo Qingtan paused slightly, she subconsciously turned her head to the direction of the bed, her ears moved very lightly, but she didn't hear anything.

If it weren't for Late Green writing in the palm of her hand, she wouldn't have been able to sense the slightest sign of the presence of a second person around her.

But for some reason, at this moment, she suddenly wanted to take a serious look at her.

Take a look at this ...... "little girl" who she watched grow up back then.

In the first half of her life, she never left the Immortal Mountain Daiyu, nor did she go to the Nine Heavens, but she was registered in the Nine Heavens West Pole Immortal Palace for two hundred years.

And the only time she went to heaven in her life, she actually encountered such a situation and ending

"Late green."

Zhuo Qingtan's head lowered slightly, she leaned in the direction of the late green, and suddenly said very lightly:

"I've never had the opportunity to apologize to you in person, I hurt you by mistake with Emperor Zun in the past, I'm really sorry for you."

Wanqing cracked the corners of her mouth sneeringly, she was quiet for a while, and finally wrote in her palm:

"I have a close relationship with the Lord, and when you deal with the Lord, you deal with me, so it is not a mistake.

Besides, the Emperor. Your apology seems too late, and now that I'm at ease in the mortal world, there's no need for your apology.

Late youth is the main thing, why are you afraid of death? Even if he ended up with the fairy spirit shattered, he was beaten back to his original form by the emperor and degraded to the mortal dust, he never regretted it. ”

Zhuo Qingtan waited silently for her to finish writing, and said slowly:

"Late youth, the events of that year, the reasons for this are complicated and indescribable, and I have to fall to you like this."

If she hadn't taken the lead in the past and fell into the late youth, beating her back to her original form and relegating her to the mortal world, I wanted to use the emperor's jealousy of Xie Yuci, in order to prevent the late youth from finding Xie Yuci afterwards to inform him of the past and bringing hidden dangers to the safety of the Three Realms again, she would definitely not be left alive.

At that time, time was pressing, and she was already supporting herself at that time, so she could only dispose of her first, so that Emperor Zun had nothing to say.

After hearing what she said, Wanqing just chuckled, and then shook her head slightly as if mockingly.

It has to be so?

The Nine Heavens rule the Three Realms, and the Holy Emperor is the supreme god in the entire Three Realms, second only to the Heavenly Emperor and the Holy God Emperor Sun Candle.

What could she have to do?

It's just that he can't bear to go to the flawless reputation of the Holy Emperor!

Wanqing smiled indifferently, and wrote again in Zhuo Qingtan's palm:

"The emperor has all kinds of 'last resort', and he deserves to suffer for the righteousness in the emperor's heart."

She was uneasy in her heart at this time, she didn't control the strength of her hand for a while, and her long nails accidentally scratched a few red marks on Zhuo Qingtan's palm, but Zhuo Qingtan didn't have any superfluous reactions and expressions.

Her six senses were almost none, and this little imperceptible pain was almost untouchable to her.

But Zhuo Qingtan subconsciously shrank her fingers after Wanqing wrote this sentence, and her heart ...... Suddenly, there was a trace of uncontrollable throbbing pain for no reason.