Ximentian's vision suddenly blurred, and a sharp pain filled his brain, as if something had broken through the shackles hidden in the sea of consciousness and rushed out.

Such a familiar feeling, Ximen Tianqiang endured the discomfort and picked up the magic weapon Qingwan Sword that he threw on the ground, but suddenly as if he had been hit by a sharp sword, his pupils suddenly dilated, and his eyes stared straight ahead, without a trace of brilliance.

Yes, he saw it, he felt it.

It was a beautiful world between the clouds and mist, with white fairy energy circulating between heaven and earth. One by one, the memory fragments were unsealed in the sea of Ximen Tian's consciousness one after another, and a huge amount of information poured into his mind, and the pictures were as if they were real.

"This, what is this?" Ximen Tian held the Qingjar Sword tightly, his heart was already extremely nervous, he seemed to have expected something.

Huge seals, evil demonic energy, battlefields at the junction of black and white, blood-red battles, and ambushed corpses all over the mountains.

"No, get out of the way! What are these things?" Ximen Tian covered his forehead, held the Qingjar sword tightly in his right hand, and inserted it into the thousand-year-old orchid wooden bench in the Flower Viewing Pavilion.

An unyielding immortal man in a white-clothed robe, the supreme of the demon world whose demonic aura is rampant with evil. The divine sword that opens the heavens and the earth, and the claw of the king of the immortals.

"Ugh. Even though Ximen Tian tried his best to stop these uninvited guests from Zhihai, he could only watch himself being forcibly poured into a large amount of information, and for a while he only felt that his soul was extremely swollen, and there was an inexplicable sense of tearing. When I looked up, my eyes were red and swollen, like a devil who chose people to devour. The wick of the seven-star lamp emitted pale green candlelight, trying to wrap around Ximentian's divine soul, silently guarding him.

The large bouquets of spiritual flowers in the Valley of Hundred Flowers seemed to sense something, and swayed gently with the breeze.

At this moment, the Qingjar Sword has been deeply embedded in the thousand-year-old orchid wood, reaching the handle. The sweat in the palm of the palm oozed out drop by drop, slowly flowing down the lines of the hilt. At this moment, Ximen Tian was almost prostration, his face was extremely pale, he knelt on one knee, staggering, almost about to fall, and suddenly a white light flashed in front of his eyes.

"Why am I here again? everything is so familiar......" Ximen Tianyi lowered his head, it was the white robe.

But this is not the beginning of the story, and indeed, it is not the beginning of the story.

Her body trembled, as if she wanted to say something, but he could only see her lips move, but he could not hear a sound, and he saw her turn into a little crystalline, and he wanted to say something, but could not say anything.

The bloody sword in his hand, stained with the blood of his loved ones, stood alone in mid-air, and he could faintly remember the pain of a sword piercing his heart. It's late, it's all over, and it's never to come back, and with it is those centuries of love that have passed. What kind of mountain alliance and sea oath, what kind of case is raised eyebrows? In the end, he died and his immortal soul was shattered.

"Ahh As soon as his eyes opened, a golden light burst out and disappeared in an instant.

He looked at Su Qin, his hand shook unconsciously, and it only became more and more severe in just an instant, and finally Ximen Tian couldn't control the emotions in his heart and threw it out directly.

"Gu Master, why are you lying to me?" Ximentian's tone was a little choked, hugged Su Qin, tilted his head and closed his eyes. Tears slipped down his resolute face.

Su Qin's blood slowly seeped into it from the placket of Ximentian's clothes. On the white clothes, the bright red blood was so dazzling.

The single-fish jade pendant in his arms suddenly shone brightly, exuding a scorching aura.

"It's so hot!" Ximen Tian hurriedly took out the jade pendant in his arms, wanting to take a closer look.

"Why can't my cultivation in the early stage of the Xuan Dao withstand such heat. Ximen Tian gathered his aura with both hands and held the jade pendant in his hand.

The single fish jade pendant quickly absorbed the blood, as if it was alive, the fish's eyes revealed a little vermilion, the jade pendant was not as cool and hard as before, as slippery as the fish, easily slipped through Ximentian's fingers, and swam in mid-air. The fish's tail emits a little starlight, like a bright star or two on a summer night.

Ximen Tian hurriedly looked at it, and saw that the word "heaven" in the immortal character on the body of the fish was slightly red, and there was also a hint of agility. He stared blankly at the fish in mid-air, but there was a sense of blood connection in the dark.

"Could it be that I was once really an immortal?" Ximen Tian was shocked, looking at the magical scene in front of him in disbelief.

The young man seemed to suddenly notice something, stretched out a hand, stayed in mid-air for a moment, and trembled to unveil Su Qin.

Ximen Tian held his breath, he could feel his heart pounding, and in the quiet Valley of Hundred Flowers, the world seemed to be really silent. Even the wind could not be heard.

When this peerless face reappeared in the world, the thousands of spiritual flowers in the entire Hundred Flowers Valley were eclipsed because of her. Curved eyebrows, long eyelashes, small, beautiful nose, and a little red lips are all in the painting.

The smiles and smiles of the past are deeply imprinted in Ximentian's memory, and they are no longer familiar.

He dances the sword, she plucks the piano, he writes, she studies ink, she is happy, he is happy, and if she is not happy, he is not happy......

Once upon a time, the relationship between Taoist couples was cultivated, the road to eternal life was supplied and demanded, the hand of the son was held, and the son grew old together.

It turns out that with you, my heart will not be cold. Ximen Tian hugged Su Qin into his arms, and felt that he had no regrets in this life.

Su Qin's face was pale, obviously caused by the serious injury that had not healed and he had received that sword again, coupled with his qi and blood attacking his heart.

Ximen Tian stared at Su Qin's face, unwilling to move away for a long time.

Her face showed a rare hint of ruddy, and the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked upward, as if she had dreamed of something that made her happy.

"Who are you?" Ximen Tian sighed and gently stroked her cheek.

"Single fish jade pendant?" Having worn a jade pendant since he was a child, he keenly felt that Su Qin also had a jade pendant.

"Qin?" Ximen Tian untied the jade pendant that Su Qinpei was wearing on his waist, looked at the mysterious words on it, and his heart moved.

"Su Qin, you are Su Qin. Ximentian called softly, and couldn't help but say it, he didn't care whether he was wrong with the symbol, and he didn't want to know if he knew where she came from. He just called over and over again, just like he had called over and over again hundreds of years ago.

"Ask God, don't go, Qin'er really doesn't want to leave you anymore. The bleeding on Su Qin's shoulder had stopped, and she muttered and muttered about her dreams.

"I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving. Ximen Tian comforted over and over again. Suddenly, his fingers were cut, and blood gushed down.