The clouds and mist dispersed, thousands of Qionglou were clearly visible, the red light was faint, and the spirit of the marriage tree was flowing and shining.

The moonlight immortal under the tree put away the red book and counted it, it seemed that Si Ming Xingjun hadn't come to him for a while.

Although there was no abnormality on the red book, for some reason, he always felt a little uneasy, and after thinking about it, it was better to ask Si Ming Xingjun to say one or two.

In the Tianfu Palace, the immortals under the moon were led by the immortal envoy to find the Si Ming Xingjun who was reading the Book of Heaven.

He looked at the horoscope and the book of heaven in the temple, and felt awe for a while, and felt very puzzled for a while.

Who in the Nine Heavens doesn't know that this is an extremely important place, and Si Ming Xingjun regards it as more precious than his own life, he is just and selfless, and never lets people in easily.

However, he was allowed to come in?!

Could it be that in fact, they used to have a lot of friendship?!

Looking at Si Ming Xingjun's bleak expression, his intuition told him that this was not the case.

It is said that he was seriously injured in the last immortal and demon war, and most of his cultivation was scattered, so he didn't remember many things.

And in fact, it seems that this is indeed the case, he can't even maintain a younger transformation now, let alone the inexplicable regret in his heart that he can't remember after thinking about it countless times.

Perhaps, just like Ji Qing, Jiutian seems to be very tolerant of the immortals who have fought against them.

"Are you here to ask the Seventh Resentful Couple?"

The immortal under the moon came back to his senses when he heard this, and continued: "Exactly, the red book shows that Taozhizhi and Jiang Xiumin have gradually escaped the control of the life card, and they are very smooth in the mortal world. ”

"That's not necessarily," Si Ming Xingjun looked at the appearance of the immortal under the moon who wanted to speak and stopped, and after thinking about it, he knew that he must have felt that with the character of Tao Zhizhi, Taishun seemed unreal enough, so he couldn't help but shake his head and said, "The ending in the book of heaven has changed several times, but now it is blank. ”

"What do you mean?"

This means that there are too many variables to predict. ”

"How come, it's indeed ...... on the red book"

Si Ming Xingjun took over, "The red book will not cheat, although the emotional direction is right, it may not be consummated." ”

The immortals under the moon who had been involved in countless connections immediately came to their senses.

There is no definite number of emotional matters.

"If this is the case, then it is also the creation of providence, and you and I can't help it. Looking at Si Ming Xingjun's pale face, the immortal under the moon couldn't help but care: "Your face looks very bad, isn't it that there is a group of female immortals in the lower realm recently?"

Si Ming Xingjun pursed his lips and shook his head.

"I'll just say, the God of War is not here, so it's ...... anyway."

said and felt that this love was unreasonable at all, and it was very easy to heat up in fantasy.

Just like an illusion, the reason why thoughts become attachments, in a word, depends on imagination.

At the beginning, the Queen Mother of the West also thought about it, so she invited the God of War to the banquet, and broke the weak love that the blue bird supported by fantasy with the real image, but she didn't want the god of war to do anything, and directly turned the blue bird's thoughts into persistence.

The so-called world is unpredictable, even the gods are no exception, and this is probably the case.

Thinking of this, the immortal under the moon looked around and changed the subject: "Why don't we go out and talk, I'm still not right here, right?"

"It doesn't matter. Si Ming Xingjun glanced at him, and added, "You can." ”

What can I do? What can I do?

The immortals under the moon were even more confused, so they had to change the topic again: "Speaking of which, if they hadn't become resentful couples, what kind of life would you write for them?"

"They got married by the sea, so naturally they still have to meet at sea......"

The cloudy sky was so black that it seemed to collapse at any moment, and in the midst of the storm, the sea was furious like a wild beast, swallowing up the ant-like boat, and the cries and cries for help were as weak as if they had never been uttered.

Then, the thunder passed, the rain stopped, and the big ship docked, saving the survivors one by one.

Shen Yin got off the boat, and as far as the eye could see, there was a lot of mourning.

At a glance, she saw the doctor who was shuttling between the refugees to take the pulse, bandage it, and feed the medicine.

He was dressed in a gray cloth robe, his eyebrows were black, and his face was dirty but he didn't know it.

"Jiang Xiumin. ”

She called, and saw him stand up, his gaze through the crowd, and unmistakably on her, and he straightened his clothes a little, and smiled cleanly.

"Shen Yin, you're here. ”

As soon as the picture turned, there was a half-round sunset hanging on the sea, Jiang Xiumin stood on the sparkling seashore and stretched out his hand to her: "Shen Yin, you are here." ”

Then the picture suddenly changed quickly, changing back and forth between the huts, wooden boats, beaches, green hills, and markets, and what remained unchanged was the clean smile and the sentence "Shen Yin, you are here." ”

“！”

Shen Yin felt a pain in his heart and slowly opened his eyes.

Then her whole body hurt, she took several deep breaths, but her heartbeat kept making her panic!

But...... It's just a dream.

She comforted herself like this, turned her head side, but saw Jiang Xiumin sleeping next to her!

If she could, she thought she'd already sat up!

But she couldn't do it when she was seriously injured, she could only ...... Watching him.

He was the same as the face she had seen in her dreams, except that he didn't see that clean smile.

In my memory, it seems that I have never seen him smile like that.

I don't know if he also dreamed, Junxiu's eyebrows suddenly frowned deeply.

The layers of images in the dream seemed to be in front of her eyes, forcing her to reach out - she wanted to smooth his eyebrows.

But when his hand just touched his face, it immediately retracted as if it were an electric shock.

Looking at him again, his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was about to wake up.

Shen Yin immediately lay down and closed his eyes.

Jiang Xiumin really woke up, he sat up, looked around, frowned and tried to remember, but no one came to tell him, why did he sleep in Shen Yin's room?!

He spontaneously was stunned for a moment, and then put his gaze on Shen Yin's face.

He stared at Shen Yin for a long time, until she was about to wake up, and then came back to his senses and left in a hurry.

After a long time, Shen Yin opened her eyes, her palms were already sweating slightly, she could feel Jiang Xiumin's gaze, unbiased, but she didn't understand why he was looking at herself.

She raised her hand and looked at her fingertips, as if she was particularly hot.

Although it took a hundred days to break their muscles and bones, they were all well-trained people, and once they could get out of bed, Bu Xiao was ready to take them away.

Before leaving, the emperor stiffened his face, thought for a long time, and then discussed with Xiaoxiao: "I have thought about it, you are right, now that the matter is now, it is no longer a matter for the two of us to decide whether to fight or not, but we can at least decide one thing, right?"

Bu Xiao asked back with his eyes, and the emperor said seriously: "If it is really inevitable that a war will be avoided, it will be too hot in summer and too cold in winter, let's choose a spring and autumn to fight, shall we?"

"......" Buxiao didn't think it was good and didn't want to pay attention to him, so he left without saying a word.

It was not easy to hurry with injuries, and several people traveled in carriages and boats for a few days before returning to the dark city.

Jiang Xiumin's injury healed quickly, and he met Shen Yin several times and wanted to send her a bottle of wound medicine, but he saw that she looked indifferent, and only rubbed shoulders with him without speaking, so this bottle of wound medicine was pinched in his hand and pinched for a month.

One day, Tao Zhizhi came to ask him where Shen Yin was, and Jiang Xiumin realized that the two had not seen each other for a long time.

"Maybe I've gone back to Wanhualou. ”

"Don't you know, she has been away for so long, 'Miaoyin' has already been done by someone else, and she never has to go back to Wanhualou!"

"She's not healed?"

"She has been weak since she was a child, and she has been injured, so she will naturally get better more slowly, although our medicine is good, but it is not a panacea!" Tao Zhizhi sighed, and her face looked even more worried: "You say, is this the reason why she wants to become stronger since she was a child?"

Momozhizhi, who didn't get an answer, looked up, but found that the person opposite was long gone.

"Hey, Jiang Xiumin, where are you going?!"