Since Peony was brought back to Dushuo Mountain by the Ghost Emperor, Qianwei has been staying here, although her brother Qianqu has sent several letters to her, asking her to hurry back to Youtan Mountain.

But if the red lotus karmic fire in Peony's body is not eliminated for a day, her heart will be uneasy for a day.

Even if the Ghost Emperor took Qianqu's letter and told her that something was wrong with the ghosts of the Hundred Ghost Array, she didn't go back.

She can not go back, but the Ghost Emperor can't help but go, the Hundred Ghost Array is a fierce array, and he has always been following behind to tinker, if he doesn't go, if something really happens, Qianqu is afraid that he won't be able to deal with it.

Before leaving, the ghost emperor specially instructed Qianwei not to be soft-hearted and let the peony leave.

Qianwei understands that Peony has only a dead end when she leaves Dushuo Mountain, and she will not send her to death without him explaining more.

After the Ghost Emperor left, Qianwei and Peony stared at Ronghua Cave and stalemate for a few days.

On this day, Peony finally stopped begging Qianwei to let her go, she sat in the cultivation pool, looking at Qianwei leaning against the stone wall through the kind smoke.

Qianwei's face was covered with a white veil, and the indelible scar under the white veil was given by her.

Peony's eyes dimmed, and she said, "Do you really like that little fairy monarch?"

Qianwei was slightly stunned, not afraid that Peony would ask this question again.

Ten years ago, in order to prevent her from being with Qingjing Xianjun, the peony that disappeared for three thousand years showed up to persuade her at the risk of being captured by the Ghost Emperor and returned to Dushuo Mountain.

At that time, although Qianwei was interested in Qingjing Immortal Jun, he had no intention, but now, ......

Thinking of Qingjing Xiaoxian before leaving Youtan Mountain, she showed her heart, Qianwei's cheeks were slightly hot, but fortunately, there was a white veil to cover it, so she didn't have to turn her face away.

- "The person I want to see is Qianwei, the person I like, is Qianwei, I am willing to see the moon and starlight for her again, I am willing to fall into the underworld forever for her, I want to fight with this red rope for her." ”

- "My feelings for you are not bound by the red rope, my heart is clear and genuine like you, I don't want to accept my fate, I don't want to give up on you." ”

Qingjing Xiaojun's words were still in his ears, and Qianwei's face burned a little more.

They hadn't seen each other since.

Qingjing Immortal Jun returned to the fairy world to investigate the matter of the red rope, but so far to no avail, what happened in the fairy world on August 15, Qianwei has heard of it.

She knew that Qingjing Xianjun and Xiaozhi's relationship was not serious, so she was on the top of the moon platform in Baihua City that day, looking at the dark sky, and she did not complain, but was more concerned about the peony.

Now Peony asked her again, does she really like Qingjing Xianjun?

The blazing stone wall of Ronghua Cave ironed Qianwei's heart, her heart was cold, like all the ghosts in the world, but her heart was hot, as long as someone was warm, her heart would not be cold.

Qian Wei frowned and pondered, "Have you ever had a feeling that you have only seen that person for the first time, but it seems that you have seen him somewhere?" ”

Peony hooked her lips and smiled: "The reason why you are infatuated with that Qingjing Immortal Monarch is also because of this feeling?"

"At the beginning, I saw him suffer from heart-eating pain, I don't know why, there was a faint feeling of dull pain, I didn't want him to be sad, I didn't want him to be heartbroken, I worked tirelessly, thousands of mountains and rivers for him to find the fruit of hard work, at that time, I really just wanted to save him; later, he was in the Youtan Mountain for ten years, although I never saw him, but in my heart, but in my heart, I thought about him every day, wondered if I had seen him somewhere, that familiar feeling, haunting my heart every day. ”

Qianwei paused, and then said: "Peony, do you know? When he told me that he liked me, I was happy in my heart, but I was also afraid, I was not afraid of the different paths of immortals and ghosts, and I was afraid that I would not be sincere to him." ”

Qianwei has lived for thousands of years, but she has never touched her true feelings, she doesn't know whether her feelings for Qingjing Xianjun are sincere, or because of that feeling of déjà vu, which makes her want to get close to him.

That day, in Youtan Mountain, she was made a domineering confession by Qingjing Xianjun, Qianwei's mind was full of mush, and she had no time to think about it, she only thought that she was trapped for ten years, and finally waited until that person liked her.

"Awei, have you ever thought that you might have actually met him? ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"I remember you said that tens of thousands of years ago, the fairy world defeated the ghost world, and you hurt your heart, so you had to retreat and cultivate for a hundred years in this Ronghua Cave. ”

"You mean, in that memory, I saw Qingjing Immortal Monarch? No way, there was no Qingjing Immortal Monarch in the Immortal Realm at that time!" Qianwei said firmly.

"Could it be that you met someone at that time, and Qingjing Immortal Jun has a resemblance to that person?"

Qianwei was suddenly silent, she hadn't thought about this possibility, and it was precisely because she thought about it that she felt scared.

If Qingjing Xianjun is just an emotional sustenance in her heart, then who is the person she really likes?

Peony suddenly remembered something, she suddenly scattered the black mist all over her body, and was about to speak, but she saw a man in white standing outside Ronghua Cave.

He couldn't enter the Ronghua Cave, his face was hidden in the gray sky of Dushuo Mountain all year round, his voice was hoarse and dull, as if he was enduring great pain, he called: "Qianwei ......"

Qianwei was stunned, and the heat of the stone wall burned her heart.

He, how did he come? When did he come?

Peony disappeared into the black fog again, with a cruel smile on the corner of her mouth.

She had already seen the figure hidden outside the cave.

She deliberately asked Qianwei this question, and the little fairy monarch really paused.

It turns out that Qingjing Xianjun also likes to listen to the corner.

Ten years ago, she had advised Qianwei that immortals and ghosts had different paths, so don't hurt herself, but Qianwei not only listened, but also fought with her sword.

Now, she still doesn't want Qianwei to fall deeper and deeper, and Qianwei doesn't want to make a choice, so let Qingjing Xianjun end it.

"You ...... me" Qingjing Xianjun couldn't go on, his heart seemed to be broken.

Because of the immortal demon battlefield, the immortal world has been defeated and retreated one after another, and the upper authorities have no choice but to reuse Yunze Immortal Jun who is being imprisoned and interrogated, Yunze Immortal Monarch has been released, and Qingjing Immortal Monarch's grounding order will naturally be lifted, otherwise, those fairies, wouldn't they be going to make a fuss.

After Qingjing Xianjun came out, the first thing he did was to go to Youtan Mountain to find Qianwei, he hadn't seen her for a long time, and he missed her very much.

But Qianwei was not in Youtan Mountain, Qingjing Xianjun was scolded by the ghost king Qianqu, and he was already a little depressed.

Fortunately, the old man who was fishing on the beach of Wufu told him the news that Qianwei was in Dushuo Mountain, and he rushed over with full of affection and sweetness.

Who knew that he finally entered Dushuo Mountain, and was taken outside the Ronghua Cave by the ghost boy, and before he suppressed his excited heart, he called the sweetheart he missed every day, but first heard this conversation in the cave that was more heart-consuming than the Red Rope Tribulation.

"Qingjing ......" Qianwei couldn't defend herself, she looked at Qingjing Xianjun outside Ronghua Cave in a daze, and her heart ached.

The three thousand peach blossoms of Dushuo Mountain were scorching, and the pink petals were fluttering one after another, like fluttering and falling snow, covering the inky black hair of Qingjing Xianjun, sprinkled on his snow-white robe, and sticking to the tears in the corner of his eyes.

He is an immortal monarch of the upper realm, and he is full of grace.

And she is a ghost hiding in this dark hole.

It's close at hand, but it's separated by thousands of mountains and rivers in a trance.

She didn't dare to walk up to him.