"Gu Niang!"

"You're not dead yet?"

Danqing's voice was full of anger.

Xiao Liu looked at him with a frightened expression: "Danqing, how could you ......"

"How could anything?"

Danqing was condescending, looking at her with cold eyes: "How could you not listen to the sect leader and hide here privately?" ”

Xiao Liu kept retreating, and the look of consternation in his eyes became more and more serious: "Haven't you been trapped by the sect master?" How did you do that? ”

"How? Ho ho ho ......"

Danqing's laughter was suppressed and presumptuous, obviously without a body, but it seemed to come from the depths of the throat, like a deranged beast.

The pen flicked lightly twice.

It's like waving to a picture scroll.

Soon, the scroll of paintings engraved with Tsing Yi's self flew over automatically.

His blood-painted face showed a look of admiration.

It's like a first-time student looking at his teacher.

It's like a young child who got a wooden sword for the first time, looking at the elder with a real long sword.

Adore.

Depend.

Nostalgia.

All kinds of emotions are intertwined, but they are intertwined with a very morbid face.

His voice was quick and hoarse, as if he was pouring out roughly: "When Master left, he didn't give me a memory, I knew that he must have been hidden by the gangsters.

I killed a lot of people, but I only found two blank scrolls, and this pen.

Although Master did not leave it to me by name.

But I know.

That's what she wants to leave me.

I'm afraid!

I'm afraid of losing them.

So what to do?

I have combined my physical body with these two paintings.

I even extracted my soul and refined it into the spirit of this Danqing Wonderful Pen.

They all said that Master was gone!

But I know.

They lied to me!

Master did not commit suicide, but was murdered by them!

As long as I can find Master's true self, I can make Master reappear in the world.

The Sect Master thinks he's extremely smart.

I thought I could do whatever I wanted!

But how could he possibly know how much an apprentice was willing to pay for his master?

Two strokes, even if they are thousands of miles apart, are one.

No matter how strong the prison is, it will never want to cut me off completely! ”

Xiao Yanagi gritted his teeth and said, "So you were suspicious of the sect leader from the beginning?" ”

"Doubt? The word doubt has never existed in my life! ”

On the face painted by blood and ink, the smile became more and more hideous: "I only know that I am the only one who can really pay for the master wholeheartedly!" How could I put all my life in the hands of the Sect Master?

Frankly!

I didn't doubt the Master.

After all......

He is the next successor identified by Master.

I didn't expect him to be selfish?

But so what?

What is the difference between doubt and trust?

Hahahaha......"

He smiled maniacally.

Koyanagi looked frightened, as if frightened by his hideous look, and curled up on the ground tremblingly.

But Danqing's wonderful pen slammed it.

The spilled ink instantly turned into countless small prisons, imprisoning invisible things one by one.

The ink quickly infected the little things, revealing their ferocious appearance.

These are small insects, preparing to approach the self-portrait of the flower dynasty.

was intercepted by Danqing.

Danqing looked at Xiao Liu indifferently: "Why have you been doing so many years, or these unsightly methods?" ”

As soon as the words fell.

Danqing's wonderful pen poked at Koyanagi again.

Xiao Yanagi's complexion changed greatly, and a black shadow emerged from his mouth, quickly turning into an afterimage and fleeing.

But after all, she was still half a step slower.

The black insect was directly pierced by the lightning danqing magic pen.

Falling to the ground weakly, squirming and struggling in pain.

It's about to die.

Danqing's wonderful pen also stopped.

The face of the blood ink painting looked at it indifferently: "Abolish your first-class subworm as a warning, next time I see you, I will definitely destroy your mother worm!" ”

He had known this Gu Niang for a long time.

I knew it from the first day I was taught.

At that time, Gu Niang was the only henchman under the sect leader.

The organization is loose because everyone is obedient to their own self, and it is difficult to form a disciplined organization.

It's not that it can't be wooed.

But the cost will be significant.

Gu Niang, who can control the host by parasitism, is the only object worth wooing.

The same is true for the later Danqing and Hongchen.

But Gu Niang has a perverted attachment to the sect leader, and after Danqing settled in, she was quite valued by the sect leader, and this mother worm was actually jealous.

During a mission, Gu Niang secretly poisoned Danqing, and was finally killed directly by him.

Of course.

This is what Danqing thinks is a forcible killing.

Looking back now, I'm afraid that the sect leader wanted to obtain the secret technique of Danqing Soul Crossing, and deliberately sent Gu Niang to secretly poison him.

It's so interesting!

"Hoo ......"

The blood-inked face let out a sigh.

immediately glanced at the room, and couldn't help but admire Gu Niang's methods.

The magic circle of the qi isolating machine is very well done, and it is very hidden, as long as the door can be successfully closed and the sound insulation note is pasted, it is difficult for no matter how strong the master is, it is difficult to realize what is happening inside.

Can secretly plot the flower dynasty under the nose of the light sword spirit.

Only she could do it.

It's just right!

I made a wedding dress for myself!

It's just that the price is a bit big.

The end of the city is indeed an independent space, secretly connecting the city and the present world, and it is also the dojo where the earth-shattering power created the city.

It's never an exaggeration to think of it as a small world.

If it weren't for that crack, I'm afraid my body and soul would have been split in two.

But even if there was that crack, he was almost isolated, and the half at the end of the twilight couldn't get out, and the half of the world couldn't get in.

In the end, he could only abandon half of his body and forcibly let the spirit break out of the blockade.

Although I can still have some connection with that half of the body, I'm afraid it's hard to get back to it.

The scroll space needs two scrolls to form, and one of its major killing opportunities can be regarded as useless.

But it's all worth it!

Gu Niang has already laid everything for herself!

"That's great!"

He looked at the flower dynasty in the scroll, which was the only lost relic of the master.

It was stolen by the old Taoist priest surnamed Bai.

Right now......

Finally back in his hands.

Master's self seems to have been urged.

Gu Niang, a slut, has always been good at mental hints and verbal attacks.

She is the only one who can give birth to the demon seed of the Flower Dynasty.

Although Hua Chao is an ordinary to vulgar woman, she is good at self-torture to the extreme, and she has obviously seen the ugliness of her "dedicated sweetheart", but she still believes that person is in love with her.

The demon seed didn't break out at all.

It has to be a slut like Gu Niang!

The two scrolls hang side by side.

On one side is the self and self of the flower dynasty, although the self has not fully awakened, it is not impossible to forcibly describe.

On the other side, the part of the self he painted in Tsing Yi contains the hearts and minds of countless people, his own, Wuwen's, and the sect leader's......

In the beginning.

He's still hesitating.

I am worried that only my own heart's blood will not be enough for Master to fully recover.

But I didn't expect that it turned out to be the leader of my sect, and it was the Mo family Mo Sheng!

With Mo Sheng mediating in it, it is not difficult to get to Wu Wen's heart.

It's a pity.

The old Dao of the Bai family and the hard work of Ying Thirteen did not get it.

These five people are the five people closest to Tsing Yi.

But Danqing didn't have the strength to get close to the Bai family's old way at all, even if the latter was paralyzed in bed.

As for Ying Thirteen.

Danqing would have had a chance, if Hongchen could take down those people, it would not be impossible for him to come directly to Ying Thirteen's hard work.

But I didn't expect the conflict at the end of the capital to be so intense, Ying Wuji actually directly used the trickery to control Hongchen, not to mention Ying Thirteen's hard work, even he almost folded there.

Without the hard work of these two people, Tsing Yi's self is a big empty.

But it doesn't matter.

Because the self drawn by the painstaking efforts of others is itself very incorrect.

As long as the self is fused, the self can make corrections.

The missing part will indeed have a big impact.

But at the same time, it can also weaken the bond between Tsing Yi and the Bai family's old Tao and Ying Thirteen.

It's not all bad.

"...... Now"

Danqing looked at Hua Chao's original self with an extremely fanatical expression.

He once took out the blood of his heart on Tsing Yi's corpse, but he couldn't draw Tsing Yi's true self.

At that time, he knew that Master must have drawn a self by himself.

The art of Danqing.

It is the basis of the art of reincarnation.

A self.

It is not possible to have two copies at the same time.

But now......

Enough is enough!

Dan Qing's wonderful pen shook for a moment, and then all the blood and qi of the pen tip were shaken out, this is the blood of Xiaoliu and Gu Niang, and it is not worthy of defiling his master's self at all.

The barrel of the pen rotates.

Wisps of fresh blood pour into the nib from the inner groove of the barrel.

This is the painstaking effort of Tsing Yi that he has treasured for many years.

The tip of the pen slowly moved over the scroll, and the demon seed lit up seventy percent of the hidden state of self.

The remaining 30% will be forcibly traced by me!

As long as the depiction is successful, the self can be cut out and embedded in Tsing Yi's self.

And so it goes.

Tsing Yi will be able to come to the world again.

With Tsing Yi's hard work, how can it fail to depict Tsing Yi's true self?

The moment you can really put pen to paper.

Danqing's wonderful pen shook suddenly, as if he felt strong resistance.

A shuddering horror struck him from the depths of his heart.

This resistance.

It shouldn't be!

Danqing was anxious.

Prompted the mana tracing of the whole body.

But still not a drop of blood can be painted.

"What's going on!"

"Draw it!"

Danqing's voice was terrible, but he painted things on canvas.

Mana poured.

But I can't trace it.

He's going crazy.

Obviously, everything has already been arranged.

Why can't we go on to this last step?

In a hurry, Danqing even burned his soul.

But it didn't matter how his soul burned.

Still can't make an inch.

"Impossible!"

"Impossible!"

The face painted in blood ink had been distorted like a ghost.

He has been in danger of dying for so long, but he is going to fall at the last step.

He's going crazy.

The soul and mana burned wildly, and the terrifying fluctuations hit the picture scroll wave after wave, but they could not have any effect on the original texture of the last thirty percent.

Danqing understood.

His own Danqing technique has been promoted to the extreme.

No one's self can resist such a depiction.

But the painting in front of me blocked it.

The answer is self-evident.

This is the method of reincarnation left by Tsing Yi, and it is also her path to sainthood.

Only the seal set by Tsing Yi can make him helpless at all.

Maybe......

Did Master really commit suicide?

As soon as this thought came out of Danqing's mind, it began to spread wildly.

But not only did it not calm him down.

It only made him even more insane.

"Impossible!"

"It doesn't make sense!"

"Master! You can't kill yourself! ”

"Master, you come out and answer me personally!"

The fluctuations of soul and mana burning surged out in waves, surging into the scroll, but they were like waves hitting the rock, and they couldn't help it at all.

The bloody grimace became more and more hideous.

But the more hideous the look.

The lighter the blood.

He was close to running out of oil.

Slowly.

The pen is shaking.

But he never gave up.

At this moment, there was a change in the scroll.

But before Danqing had time to rejoice, he found that the people in the scroll seemed to come to life.

The tip of the pen was held by a long, white hand, and a living person walked out of the scroll.

Hua Chao's expression was in a trance, and his eyes were full of sadness.

She looked at the bloody grimace, and her voice was extremely indifferent: "Stop it, the predecessors of Tsing Yi have already made an ancient appearance, except for the sealed great supernatural power." I'm just a different guy entirely, a useless piece of pretentiousness. ”

"Impossible!"

Danqing's voice was terrible: "You lied to me!" ”

He desperately wanted to pull out the Danqing magic pen, and wanted to finish the Hua Dynasty with one blow, he didn't allow his master to become such a person.

But how hard he pushed.

Danqing magic pen is as immobile as if embedded in the hand of the flower.

That hand was obviously weak.

But he couldn't help it.

Hua Chao turned around and pointed to the blank picture scroll: "The seniors in Tsing Yi still have the last trace of consciousness left, what do you want to ask, just ask!" ”

As he spoke, he let go of the Danqing pen.

The bloody ink grimace was in a trance for a while, and then looked at the blank scroll again, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

Approaching the teacher is timid.

Maybe that's how it feels.

But he still urged the little mana he had left, and controlled the Danqing Wonderful Pen to fly over.

Hesitant for a long time.

He wrote the first question on the blank scroll: Master! Am I wrong?

Two words quickly poured out from underneath the question: Wrong.

Danqing wrote again: But you were willing to teach me the art of reincarnation at that time.

A: Because I see in your eyes the desire for prosperity.

Dan Qing Miaobi asked again: Then why don't you teach half of it?

A: Because the desire for prosperity is all about one person, and once you are like this, even if I am really the one who created the prosperity, you are completely wrong.

Danqing magic pen hover.

It's like I've been stunned for a long time.

Ultimately.

Then he trembled and wrote the last question: Master! Will I ever see you one last time?

It stands in front of the scroll.

It seems to stop and look forward to it.

But I waited for a long time, but I didn't wait for a new answer.

There is a blank underneath the question.

But it was full of disappointment.

The expression on the face of the Blood Ink Ghost froze, and the anticipation slowly disappeared, and when it was gone, only endless dead silence remained.

The vitality has not yet dissipated.

But he has lost the desire to survive.

He seemed to have returned to the snow-covered winter, and his body was stiff and had lost all desire to survive.

It's just different.

That time, Master picked him out of the snow.

But this time, no one would help him escape from the cave.

"So be it!"

The bloody grimace slowly dissipated.

Just before it dissipated, he saw Hua Chao, who also had no life in his eyes.

To this day, he didn't understand why Master had changed his ego to such a waste.

But he vaguely remembered that the old Taoist of the Bai family once said that this was a pair of eyes left by the master, a pair of ordinary eyes that could see the prosperous age.

Once.

He hated those eyes so much.

But at this last moment, he wanted to be kind to these eyes once, after all, this was the only thing that Master left in this world.

Scattered all the blood on the nib.

He flicked it lightly.

A wisp of spirit, weakened beyond that, flew out.

Gently attached to the center of the eyebrows of the flower court.

This is his last wisp of natal soul, and it can also be seen as the instrument spirit of one pen in those two paintings.

Now.

It's a confession of the Lord.

But he didn't have the slightest hope of how much success he could play.

Because he never had the slightest hope for Hua Chao.

The reason for doing so.

It's just because he hopes that the last thing in his life will not disappoint Master.

Even if the Master is no longer there.

He didn't want to be a rebel either.

"Huh?"

Hua Chao looked up blankly, only to find that several paintings and a pen had all fallen to the ground.

Faintly.

She felt as if she had confessed to the Lord.

At the same time, another memory flooded into my mind.

The end of the day?

Her body quickly straightened, because in this memory, she saw Ying Wuji.

Mowgli ...... Trapped?

It seems that there is a last crack hidden in this incarnation.

That is, only I can save them?

Can I?

A wisp of worry was born in my heart.

But in just a moment, there was a terrifying anger gushing out because of the name.

This kind of arrogance.

It made her almost crazy.

I just want to tear up the painting now, and completely break the idea of Ying Wuji coming back.

What Koyanagi said just now kept echoing in his ears.

The voice was unusually poignant, and each reverberation nearly broke her fragile nerves.

She shuddered and stood up.

Try to communicate with your mind.

Just one thought.

The scroll flew up.

The immense power of Fang Cai's mana and soul burning were all integrated into her true self.

As long as she wants, she can open this crack through two paintings at any time.

At the same time, it only takes one thought to completely discard this rift.

Memories of the past kept coming back to her mind.

Waves of anger were like raging waves, beating at her fragile heartstrings.

She was shaking.

But he still trembled and injected the energy he had just picked up into the scroll, trying to wake up another scroll through the crack.

One way or another.

Let's let Ying Wuji come back first!

But it's also at this time.

She found that her energy was not at all at all.

She panicked.

Crazy like urging the energy that melts into the self.

But it didn't move at all.

The more she tried, the more anger in her heart grew.

It was so painful that she was going crazy.

It was also at this time.

"Squeak!"

Someone pushed the door in.

Hua Chao turned his head to look and found people standing outside the door.

Bai Yi.

Aunt Sword Spirit.

Witch Frost Order.

There is also the rumored unconscious Zhao Ning.

Everyone's face was full of worry.

She was a little cramped, a little scared, her lips trembling, and she didn't know how to explain the scene in front of her.

Wu Shuangxu's expression was extremely calm.

Just leaned over and picked up the half-dead Gu Niang first-class insects and put them in the jade bottle.

Then he looked at Hua Chao and said with a slight smile: "All your strength comes from your self, but now you are doing things that are contrary to your self, how can you do it?" ”

Hua Chao's tone was a little eager: "Then how can I do it?" ”

Wu Shuangxu didn't answer: "Now you, you should want Ying Wuji to die, why do you want to save him?" ”

"I, I ......"

Hua Chao didn't know how to answer, she didn't know what was going on.

But looking at the eyes of these people, you can know that the situation in this room must have been known to them.

She bit her lip.

The expression was already in extreme pain.

Long.

She took a deep breath and said with a pained expression, "I don't know, you tell me how to do it!" ”

The corners of Wu Shuangxu's mouth couldn't help but show a hint of a smile.

She turned.

Waved outside.

Whispered, "Come here!" ”

Hua Chao looked in the direction she was looking and saw a familiar figure approaching.

The eyebrows.

That smile.

"Mother!"

In a trance, she subconsciously called.

But soon she realized that something was wrong, the woman in front of her was too young.

"Miss Wanqiu?"

Just a moment of staring at each other.

Her emotions almost spiraled out of control.

Koyanagi's words immediately reproduced in his ears.

"Miss! You're exactly like your mother! She was abandoned by the negative people under the pretext of being a man of the world. You repeat the same mistakes! It's really sad! ”

"He will continue to shelter you. It's like Xiangye sheltering your mother and daughter. But so what? It's just that I don't want my playthings to be touched by others! ”

The mind that had just stabilized had a tendency to collapse in the blink of an eye.

Wu Shuangxu coughed lightly.

He gave them a look.

Although everyone was worried, they still went out of the room with her.

Wu Shuangxu gently closed the door, leaving this space to the "mother and daughter".

The moment I saw Hua Wanqiu.

Hua Chao's emotions were only excited for a moment, and then he quickly fell down again, and barely pulled out a smile: "Miss Wanqiu, why are you here?" ”

Hua Wanqiu saw that she was not in a good mood, so she couldn't help but purse her lips and smile: "I'll come this time, maybe I can help you solve some confusion......"

"Why are you?"

When Hua Chao heard this, he suddenly felt like he was stressed.

Just now, her mood fluctuated, and after it subsided, she had become a little calmer because of fatigue.

But she's not stupid.

When I pushed the door in from the witch frost order.

She vaguely guessed that there must be another exquisite design of the Bai family chief in this.

This Hua Wanqiu must have been found by the witch girl.

But......

Why did they bring Hua Wanqiu?

Hua Chao's barely calmed anger suddenly came out again, his eyes were red and he gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know my situation? You have my mother's appearance, and you also have part of my mother's memory! You are just the person in Luo Xiang's memory, you are not my mother, how can you help me solve my confusion. ”

Hear this.

Hua Wanqiu's expression was a little sad, and she bit her lip tightly: "You're right, I'm not ......"

Hua Chao felt a little unbearable in his heart, and hurriedly turned his back to wipe his tears: "I'm sorry, I'm too excited to say such a thing." ”

"Hey......"

Hua Wanqiu sighed lightly, gently held Hua Chao's shoulder, and turned her body around.

The gaze was a little cautious.

But the love in it can't be stopped.

She couldn't help but show a smile on her face: "Sure enough, she is still a kind little girl." ”

Hua Chao's body stiffened, and he didn't know whether to be angry because of her actions.

Hua Wanqiu turned around, looked at the portrait of Tsing Yi painted with mysterious patterns, and said in a calm tone: "I am indeed not your mother, I am not as decisive as your mother, nor as miserable as your mother, I am not even sure if I am a real person." ”

Hua Chao hurriedly explained: "I didn't mean that......"

"You don't have to comfort me."

Hua Wanqiu smiled: "Actually, when I knew about this matter, I also complained in my heart for a long time, but what is there when I think about it?" Brother Yan has always been a hero in my heart, and he still takes care of me in every way, even if this care is actually for your mother, but so what? That's enough!

Just tell me.

She didn't understand Danqing's soul, and she wasn't sure if I was a complete person.

But I don't really care.

Actually, I am very grateful to Danqing, he gave me the appearance of your mother and the memory of your mother.

Although you don't have the identity of your mother, you can enjoy the happiness that your mother has never experienced.

You didn't treat me like a mother.

But you are kind and do not hate me for it.

I'm so satisfied to be able to look at you from afar.

I...... I don't want to watch you suffer. ”

Hua Chao felt a little stuffy in his chest: "I can understand your feelings, but I also hope that you can respect me, you are just a thought in Luo Xiang's heart after all, anyone can persuade me in this matter, but it can't be you!" ”

"Probably!"

Hua Wanqiu's expression was a little sad, but she still smiled and said: "But the witch girl told me that although his master said that although the soul of Danqing will be affected by the blood of others, when drawing, he will extract as many impurities as possible, no matter what the idea is, the real memory will not be tampered with." ”

When she spoke.

He put his hand in the palm of Hanachao's hand.

Hua Chao was stunned for a moment: "You, what does this mean?" ”

Hua Wanqiu smiled: "I shouldn't exist in this world, this year's time is my favorite gift." I can't come for nothing, so I'll have a gift for you when I leave. ”

"You ......"

Hua Chao was a little puzzled, and wanted to say something, but found that Hua Wanqiu's body had already ignited a raging flame.

It was flesh and blood, but when it burned, it burned like paper.

The flame was bright.

But it's not scorching.

There is only a slight warmth.

Hua Wanqiu didn't have any pain on her face, only a loving and warm smile, like looking at a young child.

In a trance, Hua Chao seemed to really see his mother.

When I was little.

That's the look.

The flames come and go as fast as they come.

She didn't even have time to stop it, and Hua Wanqiu disappeared in front of her.

Only wisps of warmth remained in her brow.

Memories appeared in her mind out of thin air, and they seemed extremely real.

Memories have many scenes.

But in every scene, there will be two young people, a man and a woman.

There is no angry horse fresh clothes, but there is a youthful spirit.

Dressed in coarse linen clothes, she is still as beautiful as jade.

On the day I first saw it, it was under the willow tree in spring.

The girl was lazy while washing by the river, put down her clothes, played a flute, and after collecting the flute, she saw that the handsome scholar under the willow was peeking at her.

Laugh a little.

One comes and goes.

The two became acquainted.

The scholar studied under a down-and-out aristocrat, who was full of talent and ambition, but had nowhere to show his ambitions.

The girl liked his talent and ambition, so she secretly asked the matchmaker to provoke the scholar to propose.

The scholar was very apprehensive.

But he still brought the only hen in the family that laid eggs to the door.

The newlyweds live a poor but happy life.

Until that year there was a plague of locusts.

The village was full of hunger, and many people died.

Fortunately, the young couple was in good health and barely survived.

From which date.

The scholar did the manual work.

Whatever work comes with money, do it quickly.

People are much stronger.

There are also a lot of vicissitudes.

That day, he handed over all the money he had saved to his wife, saying that he wanted to go to the national capital Jiangchengbo for a way out.

His wife was reluctant in every way, until she heard the words from his mouth: The future of this future is uncertain, but as long as there is a foothold, it will shelter the suffering beings in the world.

The wife hesitated for a moment.

Agreed.

took out half of the family wealth as a coil and said goodbye to her husband.

It snowed that day.

In the middle of the snow.

One person stopped, and looked away from the others.

One person moves forward, one step and three times back.

There is a fault line in memory.

In the blink of an eye, it was years later.

The memories after that are roughly the same as those relayed by Ying Wuji.

But there is a slight difference.

Luo Yan did not drive away the mother and daughter, but tried his best to keep them.

In the courtyard where the couple met for the last time in their lives.

The youngest daughter was sent to a neighbor's house to take care of her.

Luo Yan was reluctant in every way: "Qingyu is just a pungent temperament, but he is actually an extremely good person. As long as I persuade you for a few more days, she will definitely agree to your stay. Wanqiu, don't go ......"

Hua Wanqiu asked, "Does she love you?" ”

"Probably love."

"And do you love her?"

"I just treated her as a wife, and I didn't ......"

"Do you remember your ideals?"

"Of course I do!"

"And does she support your ambitions?"

"Support ......"

"Whew!"

Hua Wanqiu took several deep breaths in succession, and asked in a trembling voice, "Then if I am here, can she still convince the Wei family to fully support you?" ”

Luo Yan opened his mouth, but he didn't speak, he was speechless.

Hua Wanqiu wiped her tears: "Be nice to others, it's your luck to meet her!" I'm leaving, not because I hate you. Yan, go and realize your ambitions, Qu Wo of the year before last...... A lot of people died. ”

"But if you don't leave, I can still do this."

"Don't be stupid, it's impossible! Now only the Wei family has the ability to help you, even if you really have other women, you can only be the women of the Wei family. Go, go to the heroes of the world. ”

"I, I don't want to be the hero of the world anymore, I just want you to stay...... No! I'm going home with you. ”

"Smack!"

A slap fell.

Hua Wanqiu's voice trembled: "You give up now, are you worthy of the loss of our mother and mother for so many years?" ”

The couple looked at each other for a long time, and there were no more words.

All that left was to hug your head and cry.

Ultimately.

Hua Wanqiu still left.

Three days later.

Someone sent the letter she left behind to Luo Yan.

There is only one sentence on it: When you are in power and can save thousands of people with one word, I will tell my daughter that her father is a hero.

That's the end of the memory.

Hua Chao sat on the ground dejectedly.

These were all things she didn't know before.

Only now did she suddenly remember.

When I mentioned my father, my mother never said anything bad, but explained that he was not a bad person, and it was not my father who abandoned my mother, but my mother left by herself.

Said many times.

But she never believed it.

It's just paranoid that this is just a mother's justification for the negative person.

When my mother was seriously ill and dying, she had a high fever and kept talking nonsense, babbling over and over again: It's not that he didn't come to see us, it's that my mother didn't let him come. Your father is not a negative man who abandons his wife and daughter, but a hero of the world.

"Why haven't I believed it once?"

Hua Chao felt his heart ache and pain.

She thought about the past.

I thought of the good news that had come from the new land in these days.

Time.

Full of shame.

She wiped tears from her face.

But soon he was wet with new tears.

She stood up tremblingly, and muttered with a blank expression: "Are you the heroes of the world? ”

I don't know when.

She picked up the scroll.

……

Outside the door.

Zhao Ning held his weak body and looked at Wu Shuangxu: "Witch girl, can this move really save Wuji back?" ”

In fact, she had woken up a long time ago.

But the physical and mental state is too poor, and you have to recuperate.

But he never thought that the news from Gonggong Cao said that the end of the capital was likely to be closed.

If there are people in it, I'm afraid it will have to wait until decades later.

She didn't know if Ying Wuji was in it.

But if you're not there, with Ying Wuji's means, at least you can come back safely, right?

In a hurry, she found her fellow senior sister Wu Shuangxu.

But he never thought about it, but he was brought here by Wu Shuangxu.

Wu Shuangxu shook his head uncertainly: "The master said that the world is impermanent, but there is a certain number in the underworld, you and I have already done what we can do, so let it be the fate of heaven!" ”

Zhao Ning was silent.

She has always been in awe of this Master.

Who would have thought that so many old things would be entangled in this small bookstore?

Hua Wanqiu was born because of Danqing.

But because Wu Shuangxu was completely out of Danqing's control.

I did my best.

But the three words "obey the destiny of heaven".

It only worries her more.

She can't live without Yingji.

Just like the future Li Kingdom can't do without the Great Li School Palace.

So she looked at Wu Shuangxu again.

Wu Shuangxu could understand her worries, so she took out a letter from her arms: "I don't know more about other things, this is a letter from the senior in Tsing Yi to the master, I only have so much left." ”

Zhao Ning hurriedly opened the letter.

I saw that the handwriting on it was chic and eclectic.

"White brothers and friends, seeing words is like meeting.

In the past, it has been seven years, and my brother Jin Yu has good words, and I can't sleep at night every time I think about it.

The road of my saint has gone astray, and the world of one person is the next choice after all.

Today, I have a military solution, and I have one thing to ask for.

Brother Wang's Tianyan magic is used to choose a mundane character for my masterpiece.

The law of reincarnation has been painted in this painting.

If you look at the eyes of ordinary people, you can still see the wonders of the world.

Then the prosperity can be expected.

Tsing Yi is a masterpiece! ”

Zhao Ning thought for a moment, this Tianyan technique is a Taoist decision of the supernatural power, and the Wangqi technique that Han Ti learned is the method of observing the general trend derived from this supernatural power.

The avenue is full of fifty, but Tianyan is forty-nine. It's not always perfect, but there's always a glimmer of life.

It's just that......

Can this glimmer of life really be grasped?

Just when she was worried.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground in the room.

Everyone's expressions changed, and they hurriedly pushed the door in, and found that Hua Chao had passed out on the ground, holding the Danqing magic pen tightly in his hand.

And the picture scroll was already hanging in mid-air.

The self of Tsing Yi above has long since vanished.

But there was an extra dark thing.

It's like ......

A crack?

……

The end of the twilight.

Everyone stared at the scroll on the ground, and couldn't help but look at each other, not knowing what was happening.

Some people thought that Danqing had already run away, and they were so angry that they slammed the floor.

Others shouted for Ying Wuji to hurry up and destroy the self-rule.

Some even wanted to tear up the scroll to vent their anger.

But was stopped by Ying Wuji.

He pondered for a long time, thinking about what kind of method he could come up with to deceive Ji Dong, an old yinbi.

There are many thieves on several sides.

There are also omissions.

He really didn't expect it.

In the end, I am the one who loses the most.

But as long as one's out-of-body incarnation can be activated, there may not be no possibility of saving.

But...... It's really hard.

Time.

This group of soldiers who are strong enough to make the world tremble are like resentful women with a full stomach.

In despair, anyone will become a rabble.

The manic atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger, and if it is not suppressed, I am afraid that there will be a fight inside.

And at this time.

Mi Xingli finally finished his understanding and jumped down from the sky.

Seeing that everyone was no longer fighting, he suddenly smiled, and came up and slammed his fist on Ying Wuji's shoulder: "It's okay!" Have you really turned the war into a jade silk? ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized that the atmosphere was not quite right.

I couldn't help but ask, "Hey! It won't ......"

Ying Wuji tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing an ugly smile.

The corners of Qi Xingli's mouth twitched: "It's broken!" Shouldn't I be alone with you in the end? ”

Ying Wuji pointed to a group of people: "Aren't there so many people here?" ”

Mi Xingli's face changed: "No! They're all a little old and not good-looking. You have to love purely, you can't have those perverted thoughts! ”

Ying Wuji: "??? ”

He felt that something was not quite right, and couldn't help asking, "You don't seem to be nervous at all, have you realized something?" ”

Mi Xingli smiled: "I took the time to comprehend part of the Tianyan Divine Technique, and I only learned the superficial skin, but I also took a hexagram for this trip." ”

Ying Wuji asked, "What?" ”

Mi Xingli bumped Ying Wuji's arm: "Turn evil into good fortune!" ”

Ying Wuji looked down slightly and glanced at her.

So abundant.

It should be able to turn auspicious, right?

He asked, "How do you turn auspicious?" ”

Mi Xingli spread his hands: "How do I know this?" ”

As soon as the words fell.

The scroll on the ground stood out of thin air.

Above the scroll, there was a black thing.

It seems to be ...... A crack.

Everyone looked at each other.

Ying Wuji's reaction was fast, just now when he heard that he was going to turn a fierce guitar into a fierce guitar, he began to brew quietly, seeing this change, Jedi Tiantong instantly shocked everyone except the Thirteenth Master and Qi Xingli.

Then he pushed the two of them in successively: "You guys go first!" ”

Themselves followed.

In the sky, the cry of the phantom of the self soon sounded.

"You guys come one by one!"

"The seam isn't that big."

"Hold ......"

"It's going to break!"

……

After Ying Wuji stepped out of the scroll, he forcibly rolled up the scroll with his backhand.

There were a lot of people in the room, but Mi Xingli and the Thirteenth Master were invited out.

"Ning'er?"

"Sword Spirit Senior?"

"Wu Qianhu?"

Wu Shuangxu corrected: "It's the Wu Commander. ”

Zhao Ning's eyes were already so red that she couldn't speak, and when she saw Ying Wuji come out, she couldn't control her emotions and threw herself directly into her arms.

These days.

She was scared to death.

Yinshan Anyi won on both sides.

The whereabouts of his husband and the biggest hero are unknown.

No one knew how guilty she was.

No one knows what kind of ordeal she endured.

Ying Wuji hugged her tightly, with an unreal sense of happiness.

The last moment was still in the predicament, impotent and furious.

The next moment, he returned home, and the beauty was in his arms.

What's going on?

He couldn't help but ask, "How did I get out?" ”

Only then did Zhao Ning realize that something was wrong, and quickly broke free from his arms.

pointed to Hua Chao, who had just woken up from a coma on the bed, and Bai Yi, who was taking care of him.

The flower erupts towards the Gang Demon Seed.

still endured all the bad emotions and saved Ying Wuji.

No matter from what point of view, I should take care of her emotions, Fang Cai's behavior has already touched her most vulnerable place, right?

It's just a little weird.

Hua Chao's expression was a little sad, but there was no hatred or grievance.

Ying Wuji still didn't understand what was going on, but it seemed to read something from Hua Chao's eyes.

He stepped forward slowly, as if to be tempting.

Fortunately, Hua Chao did not avoid his eyes, but raised his head to meet him.

The eyes are red.

His face was shy and a little timid.

It's a complicated look.

Ying Wuji seems to be able to sum up three words: ask for a hug.

He sat on the bed, without asking, and just hugged her in his arms.

Hua Chao didn't struggle, just leaned on his shoulder.

Tears rained down.

For a long time.

She cautiously said, "I want to go home, can I go back?" ”

~~~

The addition is complete.

Ask for a commuter pass.

(End of chapter)