Xiu Yuan's whip fell, and he fell to the ground as well, his skin and flesh scarred, and both Luohan and Xiaotong lowered their eyes, chanting something in their mouths. Remember [Jing'an] in one second, and provide you with wonderful reading.

Unswerving hugged his arms, his lips slightly opened because of the pain, and he slowly raised his head to look at Xiu Yuan, Xiu Yuan's brows were gathered together, and he looked away, and there was blood all over the ground.

Unswerving smiled slightly, and remembered the calendar.

The Li family, outside the window, the candle in the window, the teenager who reads, and the flashback of memory make me a little "confused".

Xiu Yuan couldn't look at her with unswerving eyes, he couldn't look directly at her, he raised his whip again, "First, three whips, live in the world for a long time." I heard the whip hit Bu Shi loudly again, and Mu Shi bit his lip and closed his eyes without saying a word.

The weak-crowned young man, with a smile as warm as jade, his unswerving mind was full of cultivation.

"The fourth whip, killing. Xiu Yuan's hand raised high and waved it down again.

There was another sound, and the blood came out of the unswerving lip.

"The fifth whip, giving birth. ”

Unswerving had lost most of his consciousness, and under the whipping of this severe pain, his soul began to wander, Xiu Yuan's eyes were red, and he looked at the blood all over the ground, this kind of punishment was too cruel.

There was no white 'color' on Unswerving's body, all of them were stained red with blood, Xiu Yuan's hand began to tremble, he waved his whip, "Sixth whip, flood the roof!" Another heavy whip was swung down, Unsung completely collapsed to the ground, her breath was weak, she lay on the cold ground, watching her blood spread from her side until she drowned herself, it was her own warmth, she couldn't look up, but she wanted to see Xiu Yuan, she was afraid that this was the last look.

Xiu Yuan raised his head to prevent his tears from falling out, his body began to tremble violently, and the hand holding the whip slowly raised, "The seventh whip, the last whip" Xiu Yuan's heart shouted, unswervingly, hold on, you must hold on, "The shemale has a different path, but you insist on not regretting it." His hand froze in the air, and at last he seemed to give himself great courage, and he shouted and waved his whip.

Unswervingly raise your head, close your eyes, no matter whether there is an afterlife or not, in this life, you will not regret it.

The heavy sound on the ** echoed for a long time

Unsucked on the cold floor, she drew something on the ground with her index finger.

"It's okay, after seven lashes, no matter what sins this fox demon has, it should be eliminated. Xiu Yuan choked up, he hung his head towards Luohan, Luohan and Xiaotong stopped silently, they looked at the unsucking on the ground, no one knew what happened to her, but it was impossible for either an immortal or a demon to live anymore who received the whipping.

Xiu Yuan's hand couldn't stop trembling, he looked at the unswerving on the ground, she was paralyzed on the ground like she had no bones, her right hand was clasped on the ground, Xiu Yuan slowly squatted down, her unswerving body was soaked in his own blood, he couldn't care about it much, he slowly turned her over and held it in his arms, unswerving hands moved away, Xiu Yuan saw the two shocking big characters, and the last strength of the unsettling wrote a name, a name that she engraved in her heart until she died.

Repair the edge.

Xiu Yuan finally couldn't help but start crying when he saw those two words, he hugged the unswerving in his arms tightly, the unswerving head hung down, and he was no longer angry, Xiu Yuan cried so loudly for the first time, he held up his unswerving face, and used his own hands stained with her blood, this time, the distance was unswerving, so close, but so far away.

Seven lashes and seven tribulations, Xiu Yuan slowly stood up, holding unswerving, unswerving was completely lifeless in him, Xiu Yuan looked at Luo Han with red eyes, "Can I take her away?"

Luo Han stared at the blood-covered woman, his head hanging unswervingly, and Luo Han nodded.

Xiu Yuan held on unswervingly, every step was heavy, this time she was in her own hands, and she would never leave again.

It was his own hands that ended his unswerving "sexual" life.

Xiuyuan's footsteps were so heavy that he couldn't lift them up, and he walked out of here and into the distance, not knowing where he could go.

A tear fell from the bowl.

Bai Yu slowly raised his head, "That's it?"

The old monk looked at Bai Yu, "Seven whips and seven tribulations, this is the fate of the nine-tailed fox demon." ”

Bai Yu shook his head with tears in his eyes, "Then what about Monk Daoji in the future?"

The old man seemed to let out a long breath, "But whoever says it, but the heart is red, the heart is dead, and only in this way can it be completely broken." ”

Bai Yu felt an inexplicable wind blowing in, her hair rose slightly, and she hugged her arms, a kind of coolness from the south, which was not found in the north.

"So, what does all this have to do with me?" Bai Yu frowned and looked at the old monk.

"Because the fate is not broken" The old monk looked at Bai Yu, and there seemed to be something hidden in his deep black eyes.

Bai Yu bit her lower lip, she couldn't help trembling, "The fate is not broken, what does this mean?" The old man's head hung down and looked at the Buddha bowl, he knocked lightly, and the water in the Buddha bowl stirred up again.

Thirty years later

Thirty years of lead, the wind is full of leaves, full of autumn yellow, the four seasons, the world loves autumn yellow, not only because of its bleakness, but also because, in such a season of alternating cold and warm, it is easier for people to recall the past, there are many things that many people originally cherished in the bottom of their hearts will be swept by the autumn wind and let people dig it out.

The sadness of this kind of memory is called dissection.

An older man walked slowly towards the halfway up the hill, where there was a crooked pine tree at the top of the hillside, and there was a man, a man he had always wanted to find.

The older man was still tall, and the marks of the years on his face were nothing more than the vicissitudes of horizontal stripes and sideburns, and he walked up with his steps until he came to the crooked pine, and under the tree there was an old man with his back to him.

"You're here. The old man's voice was extremely vicissitudes.

The older man was stunned, the old man seemed to have no prophet, and he already knew that his * was coming, and then he stood behind the old man, as if he hesitated for a long time and slowly spit out two words, "Master." ”

After hearing these two words, the old man slowly turned around and looked at the tall man, "Xiaoyao, you are back." "I haven't seen him for thirty years, and the old man slowly stood up, still thin, and although he had a long beard and a sloppy jaw, his face was sparkling.

"I'm back with my master. Xiaoyao frowned at the old man, he was sad for a while, and couldn't help but bow.

The old man stretched out his hand to help him up, and the moment his free arm touched the warmth of Xiuyuan's palm, he couldn't control the tears in his eyes.

"Master, master" Xiaoyao hugged the old man and hugged him into his arms, Xiu Yuan was just held by him, his hand stroked Xiao Yao's back, Xiao Yao's body still had a faint fragrance of the Western Regions, Xiu Yuan closed his eyes, "It's been a long time, I haven't smelled your body for a long time." ”

Tears flowed down his cheeks and flowed onto Xiuyuan's clothes, "I'm not filial, I'm too late to come back." ”

"Stupid, I drove you away back then. Xiu Yuan said slowly, every word was so weak.