On the shore of the sea, the sound of waves.

Qingjing Xianjun stood quietly in front of the wooden house, looking at the dark night. His clothes are as white as snow, but the dark night of Youtan Mountain is endless, and he has long been submerged in this thick ink, like countless ghosts and ghosts on Youtan Mountain, muddy and insensitive.

It's been ten years, and just now, he was finally awakened by the long-lost heart-eating pain.

She's awake! But the heartache hasn't been resolved? Why is this happening?

The pain came and went quickly, but it set off a storm in his heart.

He thought that he no longer had her in his heart, that is, if she woke up, that is, if she liked someone else, he would no longer be her fetters, and they would no longer be tormented by heart-eating pain.

Why does it still hurt? Could he be wrong? Or is the twig still in his heart?

A white light streaked across the sky, and Xia Yunze fell into the mansion on the top of the mountain.

"You're going to let Xiaozhi marry Qingjing Xiaoxian?" Qianwei's eyes widened, thinking she had misheard. There was a white veil under her eyes, but her astonishment could be seen in those eyes alone.

"That's right, the red rope between them can't be broken, and the only way is to tie the knot. Xiaozhi has just woken up now, and in order to prevent regeneration, the sooner they get married, the better. Xia Yunze took a sip of tea, then put down the teacup, the tea from Youtan Mountain was drunk in his mouth, there was a smell of sea, he couldn't get used to it.

"Why are you talking to me about this? You should go to Qingxing Xiaoxian and talk to her. Qianwei sat back in the chair, glanced at Xia Yunze, and said coldly.

Xia Yunze said, "I came here today to hope that the ghost lord would cancel the hundred-year contract with Qingjing Immortal Monarch, I heard Yue Lao say that Qingjing Immortal Monarch is a dead brain, and if I tell him about this, he will definitely disagree." ”

Qianwei snorted, "How did you know I would agree?"

Xia Yunze said with a smile: "I heard that Qingjing Xianjun lives in a small cabin by the sea in Youtan Mountain, and in addition to fishing, he sends fish to this mansion every day. It was his blessing that he could win the blue eyes of the ghost lord, but he was a dignified Upper Realm Immortal Monarch, so it was too aggrieved. ”

Qianwei was silent, waiting for him to continue.

"The ghost lord has searched for him all over the world, and he can't bear to suffer the pain of devouring his heart. Now that Xiaozhi has gone down the mountain, who will he meet? Will he be emotional? No one can say. In case the old thing repeats itself, does the Ghost Lord really want Qingjing Immortal Monarch to also take a painstaking fruit? Not to mention that the painstaking fruit is not only difficult to find, but it is not the best solution after all. ”

Xia Yunze said and picked up the tea cup on the table, just brought it to his mouth, glanced at it, and put it down again.

He continued, "I think the ghost lord has also heard about the rebellion in Qinglan City, those Lingyun Pavilion disciples, but they are all controlled by a female ghost, this chaos, I am afraid that it will be counted on the head of the ghost world." Although the ghost world has chosen to protect himself over the years, in the future, I am afraid that I will be unable to help myself. The chaos in the world is a foregone conclusion, Lord Ghost Lord, don't forget that three thousand years ago, the Hundred Ghost Array of Youtan Mountain killed 100,000 Immortal Monarchs in my Immortal Realm, you and Qingjing Immortal Monarch ......"

"Xiaozhi has come down the mountain, if you don't look for it, you have the leisure to come to me to drink tea. Qianwei poured a sip of herbal tea into her stomach, deliberately diverting the topic, but her fingers holding the tea cup shook unconsciously.

Xia Yunze glanced at the tea cup on the table, he wanted to drink tea, where could he go, was it because the Lingquan fairy grass in the fairy world was not delicious, or the spring tea in the world was not fragrant?

Xia Yunze shook his head helplessly, and sighed, "That's all I say, whether Qingjing Immortal Jun will go or stay, I hope that the ghost lord will make a decision as soon as possible." I'm going to go to the world to look for a small branch, I heard that she has arrived at the realm of Jiangtang City, and the mansion of the young master of the demon world is in that area, it's too late to go, maybe something will go wrong. ”

After Xia Yunze finished speaking, he got up and said goodbye and left, on the side of Qingjing Immortal Monarch, he believed that the ghost master Qianwei would handle it, and he didn't need to do anything more at all.

The huge waves on the sea are rolling, and the fishing Lao Suo is lying on the reef, shaking his head and sighing today, but he is afraid that there will be no fish to take the bait.

He glanced at the cabin, the immortal monarch hadn't come to fish for two days, and he didn't know what had happened.

Halfway up the mountain, Manshu Sawa is in full swing and scorching boundlessly.

Qingjing Xianjun carried a white paper lantern and walked slowly.

He walked alone on this mountain road for ten years, and today he finally saw that slender figure in the sea of flowers in the mountains. She didn't have the faint green fire on her head, and two butterflies fluttered beside her, leading Qingjing Immortal Jun to walk there.

Instead, he didn't dare to go fast, the soles of his shoes pressed lightly against the pitch-black soil beneath Manjushwa, and the petals rubbed against the hem of his snow-white clothes, as if he wanted to abandon the endless darkness and dye this bright glow.

When Qianwei heard the voice, he was already standing behind her.

"You're finally willing to see me. Qing Jing Xianjun's voice was very soft, and it was blown away by the sea breeze in the blink of an eye.

But every word fell on Qianwei's heart, making her eyes hot.

"The twig has come down. Qianwei was silent for a moment, and finally spoke.

Before Qingjing Xianjun came to the appointment, he guessed that it must be something related to Xiaozhi, so he was silent and waited for Qianwei to continue.

"This is a contract between you and me, and from this day on, it will be null and void. Qianwei no longer mentioned the matter of the twig, but took out a scroll of plain paper from her sleeve and threw it into the air, only to see the butterflies pounce on the unfolded plain note, turning into a faint green flame, and starting to burn from the bottom of the plain note.

"A small branch has a life, and a green wattle has a hundred years of body", in the faint firelight, it gradually turned into ashes.

Qingjing Xianjun was stunned, threw the lantern, jumped up, and was about to grab the plain note.

Qianwei raised her hand and grabbed his wrist, and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing, you dare to grab this netherworld fire, don't you want your hand?"

Qingjing Xianjun's face was not good, "This hand is the ...... you rescued"

He had not finished speaking, he could not speak any more, and in the slowly falling ashes of the ghostly fire, he saw that her face was covered with a white veil.

"Your face ......"

"It's just a cold. Qianwei interrupted him, let go of his hand, and turned his face away.

Qingjing Immortal Jun felt as if he had been run over by a boulder, staggered two steps, and muttered, "Is this the reason why you have always been reluctant to see me?"

The note had been burned out by the Netherfire, turned into soot, and landed on the slender petals of Manjush Sahua, and in an instant, it was swept away by the wind.

Qianwei sneered and said, "Heh, the old lady can't see you, what else do you need." ”

Without waiting for Qingjing Immortal Jun to say more, Qianwei said again, "You can leave Youtan Mountain now, go find Xiaozhi, and before she likes someone else......"

"So I'm in your heart, this is the kind of person?" Qingjing Xianjun only felt that he was about to lose his breath, he pressed his heart, his eyes were already red, and he didn't know if it was angry or uncomfortable.

Qianwei noticed the strangeness of Qingjing Immortal Monarch, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Let me ask you, is your face hurt for me?" Qingjing Xianjun stared at Qianwei's eyes, her eyebrows and eyes were slender, if she looked at it on weekdays, it gave people a cold and fierce feeling, but in this dim night, in the white paper lantern lying on the ground, her eyes seemed to reflect a soft light.

Qianwei didn't answer, and Qingjing Xianjun said again, "Let me ask you, are you avoiding me, are you afraid that I will feel guilty, or are you afraid that I will dislike you?"

"Joke, why should I be afraid that you will dislike me, I ......" This is indeed a joke, but Qianwei is a little panicked in her heart.

"I'll ask you again, do you like me?" Qingjing Xianjun interrupted her and asked aggressively.

Qianwei "......"

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