Ling Shouyi: "Thank you. ”

Xia Forsythia was softly supported by Qu Bai and the others, silently widening her big eyes filled with moisture, tears drying on her face, and then she remembered the "Gate of Heaven" that Ling Shouyi said.

She was stunned for a moment.

Suddenly, I remembered.

Heaven's Gate.

Yes.

In the original book, Bai Ji'an and Ling Shouyi and his party were the sword formations activated by Yuan Bogong when they fled to the vicinity of Tianmen.

Thinking of this, she was so anxious that she was sweating profusely, and for a while, she wanted to tell Ling Shouyi not to go to Tianmen.

After thinking about it, she was afraid that Ling Shouyi would not go to the Heavenly Gate, Yuan Bogong didn't know where to activate the sword formation, and even if she wanted to, she couldn't do anything.

Ling Shouyi retracted his gaze and looked at Li Langhuan.

Li Langhuan was stunned: "...... Teacher, teacher? ”

Ling Shouyi paused: "...... I'm sorry I'm responsible for you. ”

In Li Langhuan's impression, Xianjun always looks like he is made of ice, indifferent and ruthless, cold and desireless, far away from red dust, dusty, and empty.

Not to mention hearing him apologize to himself?

This is the first time she has seen such a vivid look on his face, there are sorrows and joys, reluctance and apologies, the ice-like eyebrows and eyes are soaked in the wind and moon in the world, red dust and fireworks, and they are dyed in a moment.

The person in front of him gradually coincided with the cold young sword cultivator named Ling Chongxiao in the Nether.

Is this change because of forsythia?

She was stunned, her thoughts were flooding, and after a long time, she shook her head with a complicated expression, "Master, where did you say this...... Shizun enforces the law for the Xianmen, but he is just acting impartially......"

Ling Shouyi: "You have a pure and kind character, you don't need to defend me." It is also an indisputable fact that I am radical in nature and enforce the law fiercely. ”

Finally, he bowed his head slightly towards Li Langhuan, and after Ling Shouyi finished speaking, he urged the sword pill, turned into a retreat, rose from the ground, and disappeared into the clouds and mist in an instant, and disappeared without a trace.

Xia Forsythia was firmly restrained by Bai Ji'an and Qu Cangfeng, unable to break free, unable to speak, and crying angrily.

On the contrary, Jiang Yuyu was stunned for a moment.

After all, this is the grievances and grievances of several of them, from the beginning of the day, he can only watch, it is not good to interject at will, at this time, he actually slapped away and caught up with Ling Shouyi.

"Ling Daoyou! Wait!! ”

Ling Shouyi heard the movement and pressed the cloud head: "Jiang Daoyou? ”

Jiang Yuyu came panting, "Ling Daoyou! Wait! I ......"

The young man's face turned red with anxiety, and he stammered, "I—I don't know where you want to go." ”

"But, but I have something for you here."

Jiang Yuyu said, then took out a small wooden box from the mustard seed sac, and said earnestly: "This is what Forsythia entrusted me to keep before, and I asked me to transfer it to you in a few months." ”

"But for some reason, I always felt uneasy...... Say goodbye today, I don't know when we will be able to meet, this wooden box, I think it's better to hand it over to Daoyou in advance. ”

Jiang Yuyu is not familiar with Ling Shouyi, not to mention that this Ling Daoyou has a too cold personality, and for some reason he has always been unkind to him.

At the same time, his current identity is unusual, and he will inevitably feel worried when he sees him.

Forsythia is his friend.

If he hadn't known that Forsythia was in prison, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to ask for help and kill Bai Ji'an in the immortal gate.

Unexpectedly, Ling Shouyi, who had never been kind to him, actually took the small wooden box at this time.

Jiang Yuyu also had the courage to persuade again: "Ling Daoyou, I know that you and I are not familiar with each other, but I still want to persuade you." ”

"Forsythia treats you with affection, you ...... You should also see if this immortal gate is worth paying so much. ”

"I know, thank you." Ling Shouyi's tone was calm, vaguely grateful.

Putting the wooden box in his pocket, Ling Shouyi no longer hesitated, and then urged the sword light to go to the Fenglu Palace.

Inside the Temple of Wind Dew.

The original magnificent temple is now a mess of broken bricks and tiles, and the rain well is in smoke.

A figure in white stepped through the dead branches and leaves, and even the grass in the sky, and walked into the hall.

The forbidden aura here was originally like flowing water, but after Ling Shouyi forcibly broke it, the clouds and smoke boiled, and the chaotic aura surged like a flood, setting off a monstrous wave behind him, reaching up to the sky. The movement is so large that it can be seen thousands of miles away.

Ling Shouyi's expression remained unchanged, letting the ground behind him shake, the clouds and smoke emptied, calmly stepped into the hall, opened the makeup, and began to look for the hairpin in Xia Forsythia's mouth.

As the young daughter of the Emperor of Heaven, Rou Ji was once favored by the Emperor of Heaven, and she had everything she needed, and there were countless of them.

Ling Shouyi knew that he had to speed up his movements, and in a few moments, the family would definitely send someone to investigate the situation.

He rummaged through the past, these Zhu Hai jewelry had been sealed for a long time, but they were still as bright as ever.

Ling Shouyi forced himself to suppress the thoughts in his heart.

It was probably a mother-son connection, his eyes wandered for a long time, and he suddenly paused in front of a white jade crane hairpin.

The white crane bears the sun, and the feathers are not stained with dust, as if the next second they will gently stretch their frost wings, soar outside the clouds, and sing indulgently.

After Rou Ji and Hao Cang got married, for a long time.

Her favorite game on weekdays is when she jumps from a height and is caught by the dragon.

Whether she jumped lightly from the treetops, or from the top of the strange peak, from the top of the mountain, or even from the sea of clouds, the head of the clouds.

Hao Cang can always catch her accurately.

She hugged his neck, laughed, and when she was tired of laughing, she lay on his dragon's back, grabbed his dragon horns, and commanded him to shuttle through the sea of clouds with arrogance, pointing where to fight, and Hao Cang never complained.

Between husband and wife, the love is deep and meaningful, and Ling Shouyi's birth is also in love, which is logical.

Rou Ji knew that the birth of this child must not be tolerated by the fairy gate.

But if she let her strangle him in infancy to prevent future troubles, how could she bear it?

After Ling Shouyi was born, Rou Ji and Hao Cang took great pains to choose the name of the child and racked their brains.

Rou Ji Aiko is too much, always with crooked eyebrows and eyes, and tenderly and sweetly hugging him in his arms and gently coaxing and careging.

Hao Cang's name, she is always dissatisfied.

But if she wanted to think about it, she had no clue.

Thinking about it, Rou Ji only said: "I only hope that he can get rid of the shackles of the immortal gate, be unrestrained, and be free forever." ”

Just like every time Hao Cang flies through the clouds with her, dives across the sea.

This is the most tender expectation of a mother for her child, always happy, always free.

It's a pity that she and Ling Shouyi were later captured back to Xianmen, and Ling Shouyi was given the name "Shouyi" by the Emperor of Heaven.

"There is a way in the world, and it is guarded in Siyi".

She once pinned her hopes on a child who would be free forever and happy forever, and finally shouldered the heavy responsibility of the Tiangang Divine Sword, and since then she has become a caged bird, guarding his endless territory for the Emperor of Heaven, and becoming the most conscientious murderous sword in Xianmen.

Seeing this, Ling Shouyi quietly closed his eyes, and the white jade crane hairpin was clenched too tightly, almost deep into his palm.

He remembered the last years of her life.

At that time, Rou Ji was not conscious.

He sneaked up on her in front of the Wind Dew Temple, and when she found out, he would incur countless vicious insults like a storm.

The white jade crane hairpin in the palm of the palm seems to pierce the tiger's mouth and penetrates directly into the heart and lungs.

Ling Shouyi trembled unconsciously.

It turned out that he was also born in this world under the expectation of his parents.

It turned out that she had loved him too.

Chapter 127

When Ling Shouyi walked out of the Wind Dew Palace, his steps stumbled and staggered.

The young man's eyelashes trembled, and his mind was still a little confused.

It was as if something cold had fallen in front of the eyelashes.

Is it snowing?

His mind was like a mess, another pot of porridge.

Ling Shouyi looked up at the sky in a daze, and saw that the sky was gloomy, and scattered snowflakes were falling like flakes.

It's snowing.

Yes, although there is no black and white day and night in the fairy gate all year round, the immortals will occasionally set a ban to enjoy the scenery of the four seasons.

His thoughts were momentarily sluggish.

His ears were buzzing, and there were countless images in his mind that were constantly falling apart, just now, he received too much information, and Ling Shouyi couldn't tell whether this body was in a dream or reality for a while.

He was chilled, but his head was hot. After struggling to walk for a while, Ling Shouyi finally couldn't support it, and the sky spun in front of him, and he fell to the ground.

In the last years of her life, she was as conscious as he was now.

There are many times when you are confused, and there are few times when you are sober.

She often sits alone in the Wind Dew Hall and looks out, looking at the vast sea of clouds as far as the eye can see.

Most of the time, she just sat quietly, as if thinking about something, and as if she wasn't thinking about anything.

Occasionally, she would smile in surprise, fold up her skirt, and rush out of the Wind Dew Hall to look at the sea of clouds in the distance.

She stared at her neck, her eyes couldn't take her eyes off, as if in the next second, a snow-white flying dragon would jump out of the clouds, merging with the wind and clouds, and coming across the mountains and seas.

But the sea of clouds was so turbulent that I couldn't see anything.

At this time, she would return to the Wind Dew Hall in great disgrace, doing nothing, just like before, and sitting quietly all day.

The day before she died, she heard a dragon's groan from beyond the sea of clouds, resounding through the heavens and the earth, but it was soon swallowed up by the boundless sea of clouds that had been flowing for tens of thousands of years.