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Bi Fang ran away again, and the fourth brother went to look for him again. In the ten-mile peach forest, I have to fold one.

When I handed a pair of bloody eyes to Zheyan, he was very surprised, looked at the sunlight for a long time, and said, "It is a miracle that this eye can still be found for more than 300 years." He added: "It's also a wonder that you drank the medicine I gave you, but now you remember the future of that injury." ”

These eyes can't be taken off from an immortal body for more than seven hundred and forty-nine days, otherwise they can only be scrapped. Zheyan felt strange, about he thought that my eyes were lost at the beginning, but he didn't expect them to be on other people's faces, so that today I want to return these eyes, and I can reinstall them in my eye sockets.

I smiled reluctantly.

He glanced at the look on my face, and probably understood that I didn't want to talk about the past, so he only coughed understandingly, and didn't ask any more questions.

Zhenyan said that he would need some time to get rid of some of the turbidity in his eyes, and then exchange eyes with me when he was gone. I gladly agreed, and by the way, I carried a few jars of wine from the mountain behind him, and returned to Qingqiu on the clouds.

In this way, it was a few days of drunkenness, life and death. I asked Migu to help me keep an eye on the movements of the crown prince and concubine of the Nine Heavens, and recently Qingqiu closed the valley, and I didn't see anyone.

The number of pieces of the wine brewed by Zhenyan is really a few mountains higher than the secret collection of the Misty Valley, and yesterday he was so drunk that he vomited bile, and his head hurt so much that he almost wanted to take a sword and pass it along the forehead from left to right. But it's so good, as soon as you close your eyes, the world spins, and you don't have time to think about other things.

Migu advised me to take a break, so that I could not drink too much for a day or two, and take care of myself.

But this time is very different from my previous injuries, and I can't sleep without getting drunk for a day.

I didn't know anything when I was so drunk, but when I wasn't so drunk, I vaguely remembered that Migu often came to talk to me. He said a lot of things, mostly inconsequential. There are two things I remember more clearly, one is that the crown prince and concubine in the Nine Heavens I paid more attention to him didn't know what the stimulus was, and finally came to his senses, and presented a book to the Heavenly Monarch, willing to get out of the immortal book of the Heavenly Clan, and go to the shore of Ruoshui to practice while guarding the Eastern Emperor Bell. The Heavenly Monarch was grateful for his virtue and agreed. One is the prince Yehua who has been in the mortal world, he should have drunk the water of Lechuan and couldn't remember anything, but he believed in ghosts and gods, and spent his life pursuing Qingqiu Wonderland, although the official to the prime minister never married, he died of depression and illness at the age of twenty-seven, and his last words ordered his servants to burn the corpse into a ball of ashes, and buried it with a string of beads with a personal belt.

I don't know if I shed two tears when Miya said this. If I really shed those two tears, why did I spill them? I drank too much, and my brain didn't turn fast, and I couldn't figure it out.

I don't know how many days later, Migu hurriedly stepped into the fox hole and came to send me a message. It is said that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Nine Heavens, Ye Huajun, has been waiting for Qingqiu Gukou for seven days and wants to see me.

Migu said that he kept the order given to him by me, who was an aunt, and didn't dare to let anyone in, even Yehua. But seven days had passed, and Yehua showed no sign of leaving, so he could not be the master, so he had to come in and spread the word to me to see what I meant.

My brain, which I hadn't turned for days, finally turned.

Oh, Yehua died of illness at the age of twenty-seven in the mortal world, and when he buried two handfuls of loess, he naturally had to return to his right position.

I don't know why, but I suddenly felt a pain in my heart. I pressed my heart and softened the table legs, Migu wanted to help, but I didn't let him help.

Leaned against the table leg and looked at the beams for a while. I want to meet Yehua.

I want to ask him three hundred years ago, sure enough, it was Factor Jin who betrayed him and married the Heavenly Monarch, and he was so hurt that he took me as a mortal in one fell swoop?

Is he really in love with me? In the three years that he snubbed me in the Heavenly Palace, it was for my good? When he loved me, did he still love Su Jin? If he did, how deep was that love? If I hadn't been tricked into jumping off Zhu Xiantai, would he have willingly married Su Jin? Is the way he is so affectionate to me now all because of the regret in his heart three hundred years ago?

The more I think about it, the more I can't continue to think about it. I covered my eyes with my hands, and large swaths of Mizusawa spilled out of my fingers. And if he said yes, and he said yes to all?

I don't know if I'm going to kill him.

Migu was worried on the side: "Auntie, do you see it or not?"

I took a long breath and said, "No." Tell him not to come to Qingqiu again. I'll go to Tianjun tomorrow to get out of the marriage. ”

After a long time, Migu came back, was silent for a while, and said, "His Royal Highness the Prince, his face is very bad. During the seven days he was at Taniguchi Station, he didn't move a single step. ”

I glanced at him, took a sip of wine, and didn't answer.

He said slowly: "His Royal Highness the Prince, he asked me to bring a message to your aunt." He wants to ask you, you said that if he provoked Peach Blossom in the mortal world, he would be tied back to Qingqiu and locked. Even though he didn't provoke half a peach blossom in the mortal realm, except for picking up a maid who looked like you when you were a mortal and serving his sick mother, the words you promised him at the beginning still don't count?"

I threw out a wine jar and said in a lost voice: "It doesn't count, all the nonsense doesn't count, get out, you let him go, I don't want to see him at all." ”

But I knew sadly in my heart that I didn't want to see him. It's just that I have this knot in my heart, and I don't know how Dào will come to see him.

On the second day, I didn't go to the Nine Heavens to get out of the marriage. I just think that I will drag it for now, and I will go again when I am in the mood to do so. But in the short term, I'm afraid it's rare to have this mood.

On the third, fourth, and fifth days, Migu said that Yehua was still standing at the mouth of the valley and did not move a single place. I told him that if he mentioned the name Yehua again, he would be beaten back to his original form and then become an 8,000-year-old Lost Valley Tree, and he finally stopped.

I don't drink much anymore. Because since I knew that Yehua was standing outside Qingqiu, the more I drank, the more sober I became, the more sober I became, the more I was sober, and the more I was injured, the more I couldn't sleep.

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and when I woke up one morning, I felt that the immortal power that was applied to the seal on the Eastern Emperor Bell five hundred years ago had a big fluctuation.

My heart jumped a few times. It is really an eventful autumn, and there are many things in recent days, and it lives up to the name of "the most troublesome is autumn". About, the former ghost monarch Qingcang is another ** virtue consummation, and he is about to break the Donghuang Bell.

I hurriedly washed my face, and hurriedly went to the Ten Mile Peach Forest to send a message to Zhiyan and asked him to help me.

Five hundred years ago, when Qing Cang first broke out of the Eastern Emperor Bell, I could barely stop him and lock him back in the bell. But the fight caused a lot of damage to the Eastern Emperor Bell, and I had to spend fifty percent of my cultivation to repair it. Now the remaining cultivation on his body, whether it is a cage or a brute attack, or a matter of outwitting, if he still has a little self-knowledge, he should know that he can't fight him no matter what.

But Qing Cang is not a good master, he has been locked up for so many years, and he is not allowed to break the bell and go berserk, and he wants to restart the head of the Eight Desolation Artifacts to destroy the heavens, and burn the Eight Desolations and the Four Seas and the Three Thousand Worlds to ashes.

Thinking of this, the troubles that still bothered me in my sleep are no longer troubles. I fished the Kunlun fan and dodged into the clouds. Hurriedly rushed towards Ruoshui. I plan to hold on to it before I come here, and I can't open the Donghuang Bell by Qingcang.

I knew I would meet Yehua at the mouth of the valley. He has been waiting at this valley mouth, and if I go out of Qingqiu, I will definitely meet him. I closed my eyes and pretended to be indifferent and passed by him. He held the sleeve with one hand. His face was frighteningly white. He looked haggard and tired.

Where can this important effort be wasted with him, I turned my head and cut off the half-sleeve he was pulling. With a stabbing sound, he was stunned, and two words rolled out of his throat hoarsely: "shallow...... Shallow. ”

I didn't pay attention to it, turned around and ran towards Ruoshui. With a blank glance in his eyes, he also soared into the clouds and followed behind.

Years later, I often thought that at that time, even if I had just said a good word to him, even if it was just a word. But I just gave him a cold look. I didn't say a word.

If the underwater view is vast, there are monstrous white waves, and there are heavy black clouds in the sky, and a tower-like Eastern Emperor Bell stands on the shore of Ruoshui, shaking and bringing a land to rumble and agitate. Su Jin, who was supposed to be guarding the East Emperor Bell, was nowhere to be seen, but it was estimated that he was hurt in his heart when he saw this battle, so he found a place to hide.

In the clouds in the middle of the sky, you can see half of the head of the god of the wild land like water. Five hundred years ago, I had a relationship with this land. He looked at the restless Donghuang Zhong with great concern in the cracks of the clouds, turned his head and glanced at me, saw me with Yehua, and hurriedly bowed up and said in fear: "Aunt Xianjia, if the Water God Monarch has gone to the sky to move the rescue troops, let the little fairy wait here." This time Qing Cang's anger was especially different, if the Divine Monarch's Mansion under the water shook a few times, Xiaoxian's Land Temple would also ......" He said to himself, and suddenly a huge white light flashed from the body of the clock, and a figure faintly appeared in the white light.

I secretly said that it was not good, and I was about to rush down the clouds, but my body suddenly stagnated.

Yehua made a stumbling block behind his back, and put a fixing spell on me while I was not paying attention, and even sacrificed a magic weapon to tie my feet and hands. I couldn't move, and seeing that Qing Cang was about to come out of the bell, I said urgently, "You let go of me." ”

He ignored it, pushed me to Ruoshui Land, and said lightly: "Take care of her, no matter what happens, don't let her fall off the clouds." After finishing speaking, his left hand flipped over, and a cold sword appeared.

I saw him holding this sword, pressing the cloud head against the wind, and approaching the silver light brought out by the Eastern Emperor Bell, only to feel that the sky had fallen. I opened my mouth a few times, but I couldn't speak, and Ling Ling's cold wind swept my eyes with pain. When Yehua forced into that silver light, I heard myself say in despair: "Land, you let go of me, you want a way to let go of me, Yehua is sending him to death, the little cultivation on his body, this is sending him to death!"

The land muttered something in response, probably saying that this magic weapon has its own tricks, and he can't solve it, and this immobilization spell is also weird, and he still can't solve it.

I condensed my anger and wanted to put the Yuan Shen out of my body, but I didn't want the magic weapon to lock not only the body of the gods, but also the Yuan Shen, my desperate struggle was all useless. The silver light around the body of the Eastern Emperor Bell with hazy eyes in teary eyes had gradually dissipated, and the lightning and thunder brought out by the Yehua Tongqing Cang Fighting Method reached the sky. The land has made a small barrier beside us, in case I am hurt by these angers.

Yehua: The magic weapon he used to tie me up was a powerful magic weapon, and I broke through the immobilization spell in a sweat, but I couldn't break free from this magic weapon.

In the dark, the land whispered in my ear: "Auntie, there is still some danger here, and I don't know how long this immortal barrier can last, so I don't know how long I need to move the place." ”

I could hear my own voice drifting and say, "You go, I'm here to accompany Yehua." ”

Although I am tied up at this time, I am a waste, and he is of no use to Yu Yehua, even so, I want to accompany him and watch him.

I've never seen Yehua holding a sword, but I didn't expect him to look like this when he held a sword.

It is rumored that Yehua's swordsmanship is very good, the name of the sword in his hand is Qingming, and those little immortals who admire him are called Qingming, and Kyushu is discolored. When I first heard this, I thought it was about the exaggeration of their younger generation. Today, seeing the sword flowers flying around the Qing Ying Sword, Kyushu is indeed a little exaggerated, but the brilliance is really dazzling, and the thunderous aura brought out between movement and stillness will shake my eyes like a fierce one.

The two of them were so indistinguishable that I was standing too tall to notice who had the upper hand. But I know Yehua won't last long. I only hope that he can hold on to his face, even if he can hold up the useless heavenly soldiers sent by his grandfather in the future.

If the shore of the water flies sand and stones, the loess is all over the sky. Suddenly, I heard Qing Cangchang laughing three times, laughed for a long time, and said slowly: "I am not convinced by losing to you today." If it weren't for the great injury of 500 years ago, which had not yet healed, and the bell had broken a lot of strength today, I would never have lost to you, a yellow-haired child. ”

The thick smoke and dust gradually dispersed, Yehua supported the ground with his sword, knelt on one knee and half on the ground, and said, "After all, you are defeated." ”

I finally let go of my hanging heart, trembling and saying to the ground: "There's nothing down there, you can put me on the ground......"

When the land was in a hurry to solve the immortal barrier, the Eastern Emperor Bell burst out with a blood-colored red light. There is no half of Qingming left in my Lingtai, isn't Qingcang defeated? Since he is defeated, why can the Donghuang Bell still be opened?

Yehua also raised his head sharply and said in a deep voice, "What did you do with this clock?"

Qing Cang lay on the dust, and said weakly: "Do you know, why I didn't move the Eastern Emperor Bell, but he can still turn it on, haha, I just spent 70,000 years and a lot of effort to connect my life with it." If I die, the bell will be turned on spontaneously. It seems that I am going to die, and I don't know if it is you, the boy, or the immortals of the Eight Desolations......"

Before he finished speaking, I watched Yehua pounce into the red lotus karmic fire.

Who was the heart-rending scream: "No!"

What if the Eastern Emperor Bell is opened, and all the gods of the Eight Desolations are burned, after all, the two of us are in the same place, and the ashes are also piled up in a pile of ashes, how can you, how can you leave me alone?

When Yehua threw himself into the red lotus karmic fire ignited by the Eastern Emperor Bell, the magic weapon that locked my hands and feet suddenly loosened. Yes, if the cultivation of the master of the magic weapon is exhausted, this magic weapon will naturally no longer be able to bind people.

The karmic fire of the red lotus burned half of the sky to blood red, and if the shore of the water was full of ghosts, I spelled out my whole body to cultivate and sacrifice the Kunlun fan towards the Eastern Emperor Bell. The bell shook for a moment. In that red light, I couldn't find Yehua's figure.

It was like the sound of a demon devouring soul from the ground, and the sound gradually gathered, like thousands of troops coming up, ——, the mournful roar of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

The red light flashed a few times and went out. A black figure fell from the top of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

I staggered over to catch him. He retreated twice and fell to the ground. His pale face, with a trace of blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, leaned against the crook of my arm, and his eyes were deep black. A dark robe was soaked with blood, but because of the color, it was impossible to tell that he was covered in blood.

Zhen Yan said: "I have always felt that Yehua always wears a dark color is very strange, that time when I drank with him, I asked it, I thought he liked this color very much, he held the wine glass for a long time, but joked with me, this color is not very good, but it is very practical, for example, you were slashed one day, blood soaked out, and you couldn't see that it was a pool of blood, just thought that you knocked over the water jar and sprinkled the water on your body." If you can't see that you're hurt, the person you're concerned about won't be worried, and your enemy won't be happy if he cuts you. When I said this, I was also relieved that Yehua's sullen gourd had finally learned to tell jokes. But I didn't know until today that he was serious.

Three hundred years ago, when I turned into an ignorant element, I thought I loved him to the bone marrow, and when I lost my memory, it was just the white shallow of Qingqiu, when he spontaneously posted it to say that he loved me, and gradually made me feel emotional about him, I also thought that this was true love.

I can't forgive him for indiscriminately gouging out my eyes and forcing me to jump off the Seosendai; I can't forgive him for saying that he loves me now, but he feels guilty because he owed me a debt back then; I can't forgive him for never understanding me from beginning to end. In the final analysis, I have lived for such a long time, and in the end, in the word love, I am so selfish that it is unreasonable, and I can't tolerate a little sand. But I have been planted on him twice in my past and present lives, and both times I was deeply moved because of him, and now that I think about it, I may not have understood him.

For example, why does he always wear this robe? It turned out that it was not because I liked this color, but because I didn't worry about the people who were tight, and I didn't show weakness in front of the enemy. I forgot, he's always been a tooth-and-blood go-getter.

70,000 years ago, when Mo Yuan used the Yuan Shen Sheng to sacrifice the Eastern Emperor Bell, the blood spit out in his mouth was a hundred times more than the few traces of blood that overflowed from the corners of his mouth now. His cultivation was far inferior to Mo Yuan at that time, where was the hundredfold blood that should have been spit out?

I lowered my head and bit his lip violently, ignoring the slight shock of his body, but only pushed my tongue open his teeth, and poked into his mouth hard, and I could feel a fishy hot thing snaking down the gap between me and his, and his eyes became darker and darker.

I am the same as Yehua, in my white life, love each other is only a month in the nine heavens, the most intimate, but those nights.

He pushed me away and coughed so hard that the blood he coughed up stabbed my eyes hard. Pushing me thought that he had exhausted the last of his strength, and he was so crooked on the ground, his chest rising and falling, but he couldn't move.

I crawled over and hugged him again: "You're going to swallow them all in your stomach again, how old are you, and even if you're weaker, I'm not disappointed." ”

He finally calmed down his cough and wanted to raise his hand, but he didn't lift it up in the end, obviously he couldn't even speak, but he still pretended to be calm, and said lightly: "I'm fine, such an injury is not in the way." You, don't cry. ”

I held him in both hands, and I couldn't free my hands to wipe my face, so I only looked into his eyes: "I used the Yuan God to sacrifice the Eastern Emperor Bell, except for Mo Yuan, I haven't seen anyone who escaped the fate of being wiped out, it is Mo Yuan, and he has slept for 70,000 years." Yehua, you can't fool me, you're going to die, aren't you?"

He stiffened, closed his eyes, and said, "I heard that Mo Yuan is awake, you are well with Mo Yuan, he will take care of you, and he will do better than me, I am very relieved." You've forgotten about me. ”

I stared at him in amazement.

At that moment, it seemed as long as eternity, he opened his eyes suddenly, gasped and said: "I can't say such a thing when I die, I only love you alone in my life, shallow, you can never forget me, if you dare to forget me, if you dare to ......" The voice slowly sank, and then sounded low: "What can I do?"

I leaned close to him and whispered, "You can't die, Yehua, you hold on a little longer, I'll take you to Mo Yuan, he will have a way." His body sank slowly.

I yelled in his ear: "If you dare to die, I will immediately go to Zheyan and ask for a potion, and forget you completely, there is nothing left." I will be with Mo Yuan, Zheyan and the fourth brother, and I will live very well, and I will never think of you again. ”

His body trembled, and after a while, he pulled out a smile, and he said, "That's fine." ”

The last thing he left me in this world was, that's fine.

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