Qing Ci returned to the Flower Soul Valley and went straight to the sea of flowers where the flowers were lying without a shadow.

He didn't bother to wipe the water droplets that rolled from his hair, and took out the red beads that Bai Jinxiu gave him from his arms, as well as the frost box that the man in gray gave him.

Slowly opening the frost box, I saw wisps of light smoke escaping from the cold box, as if attracted by the red beads, and injected into the red beads little by little.

The red beads soon emitted a red glow, and then the red glow gradually turned a dark red, and emitted a faint cold fragrance. Qing Ci confessed according to Bai Jinxiu, put the red beads on the palm of his hand, and carried spiritual power.

With the launch of the palm spiritual power, the dark red air flow submerged into the chest of Hua Wuying, who was lying in the sea of flowers on the other side. As the dark red air flow escaped, the red bead instantly turned into powder and fell into the sea of flowers on the other side.

Qingci looked at the shadowless flowers lying in the sea of flowers on the other side, her complexion slowly improved, and then her long eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly spreading its wings in the breeze.

Qingci's heart finally fell, and she was finally saved!

The person who was as cold as ice in the mouth of the crowd, but when he was in deep danger and all the immortals were about to burn him, he tried his best to stand on his side, and even did not hesitate to bear the infamy and be the enemy of the hundred schools of the immortal sect, and would rather die than let himself live. She's finally saved!

Qing Ci didn't dare to imagine what would happen to Hua Wuying if he took her life in order to save himself and couldn't save him anymore.

He only knew that the moment he saw Hua Wuying open his eyes, there was an overwhelming feeling that hit him like a tide. He didn't know if it was excitement or joy.

Hua Wuying first felt that his eyelids were very heavy, and he couldn't open his eyes, but he smelled the familiar fragrance of flowers on the other side. Immediately afterward, the memories flipped through her mind.

There is her sudden blood surging and fainting on the unsullied sea, there is Qingci walking on the path into the valley with her on her back, and there is the bad news that Qingci was burned by the hundred schools of Xianmen after she left the customs......

There is her dismissal of Flower Soul Valley and her own cultivation in exchange for her life, there is Bai Jinxiu's sudden appearance to tell the truth about the murder of her parents, and there is Bai Jinxiu who said before she died that she wanted to save her soul......

When Hua Wuying opened her eyes, night had fallen, and beside her, a green dress sat quietly in the sea of enchanting red flowers. Just like when she first met him ten years ago, he was as elegant and quiet as the newborn lotus blossom.

"Hua Mo, you're awake. Qingci saw that Hua Wuying had finally woken up, and hurriedly reached out to help her.

"I'm not worth it. Qing Ci saw Hua Wuying stand up with her support, she didn't say anything, and even her face was as cold as she usually was.

But when Qing Ci's hand clasped Hua Wuying's spiritual vein, he found that her spiritual power was already minimal. Although she has come back to life, she is no longer the Flower Valley Lord who can resist the hundred schools of Xianmen with the strength of one person.

Not only did she lose the cultivation that her father and mother had given her, but she also had little left of herself.

Hua Wuying looked at Shang Qingci's eyes full of guilt and gently patted him on the shoulder. "You saved my life in the Unsullied Sea, and now I give you your life, as you should. ”

Hua Wuying's tone was extremely flat, as if what they were discussing at this time was not life and death, but some conversation after dinner.

She never regretted saving Qingci, ten years ago, Qingci's arrival brought a light to her life, letting her know that she Huamo could also have friends.

And ten years later, if there is no clear resignation, she may have been buried in the Innocent Sea. Others may not know, but she herself knows, that time, the spiritual power was unbalanced, and she was in a hurry, and she retreated for more than a month before she could barely suppress it.

She doesn't like to owe someone else, and she doesn't need to make others feel indebted to her, even if that person is a clear word.

The cultivation given to her by her father and mother, she originally thought that she could use it when avenging her parents, but she never wanted to explore hard for ten years, and there were still no clues.

After the battle of the Immortal Gate in the Rishen Pavilion, there was not much left of her cultivation, but fortunately, she was able to save his life by giving Qing Ci. And in the end, there was nowhere to find the iron shoes, and when her cultivation was lost and she was dying, the truth about the murder of her father and mother also surfaced.

Bai Jinxiu finally exchanged her life for a glimmer of life, maybe this is the providence in the dark.

Hua Wuying's heart is surprisingly calm at this time, maybe this is also the best ending. Otherwise, she really couldn't imagine how she would face the enemy who killed her father and mother, who was the one her mother had to protect with her life.

......

Hua Wuying raised her eyes and looked into the distance, looking at the gradually darkening sky, looking at the Flower Soul Valley where she grew up, and her thoughts were already drifting away.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of clothes flying, although the voice was extremely soft, Hua Wuying and Qingci had already heard it. All the people in Flower Soul Valley have been dismissed by Hua Wuying, and now they don't know whether they are friends or foes.

Qing Ci immediately drew his sword vigilantly, and the cold sword light slashed across the twilight. Hua Wuying, who was protected by Qing Ci, had a palm in his hand, but found that the Soul Breaking Sword he usually used did not appear in his hand.

Hua Wuying only remembered at this time that he had no cultivation, and the little spiritual power in his body could no longer gather the Soul Breaking Sword.

The Soul Breaking Sword is a spirit sword that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Lord of Flower Soul Valley, and it can condense thousands of flower souls on the other side to form a sword. The Soul Breaking Sword not only recognizes the bloodline of the Flower Soul Valley, but also relies extremely on spiritual power to cultivate.

Once the spiritual power of the owner of the Soul Breaking Sword is low, he will not be able to gather the flower soul on the other side, and there will be no Soul Breaking Sword.

The loss of cultivation could not make Hua Wuying panic, she quickly reacted, put her hand into her hair, and took out the thousand-year-old cold silk hidden in her hair.

The origin of this thousand-year-old cold silk is unknown, she only knows that her mother gave her to practice how to use it when she was very young.

The thousand-year-old cold silk is as frozen as ice, and it is extremely sharp, and it can sharpen iron like clay. Wrap around the enemy's neck, and with a single pull, the enemy will be in a different place in an instant.

The cold aura emanating from Hua Wuying's body, in addition to her always cold temperament, comes from the thousand-year-old cold silk she has brought with her.

After the death of her parents, Hua Wuying carried the thousand-year-old cold silk ribbon on her body day and night. For her, this is not just a blade to save her life when necessary, but also a thought.

But she never thought that after she lost her cultivation and lost the Soul Breaking Sword, this thousand-year-old cold silk would become her most competent blade.

"Who trespassed into the Valley of Flower Souls!" Hua Wuying held the thousand-year-old cold silk, and Qingci was back to back, shouting in a cold voice without emotion.

After the Battle of the Sunken Pavilion that day, she didn't care about the casualties of the other sects. Now, if someone suddenly invades the Valley of Flower Souls, with her and Qing Ci's current abilities, I am afraid that they will not be able to take advantage.

If it was her before, she would have been able to blink an eye no matter how many people came. But now that her cultivation has been lost, although she has thousands of years of cold silk in her hands, she does not dare to underestimate the enemy.

And Qing Ci, who was burned by the immortal furnace of the Sunken Pavilion, was able to pick up a life by relying on his mother's elixir. Even if Hua Wuying gave him the rest of his cultivation, his cultivation at this time would only be able to restore to his original one. It may even be greatly compromised by a serious injury.

"If you want revenge, come at me, I am the son of the snake demon. Qingci said loudly.

He knew that with the state of him and Hua Wuying at this time, if they were a master, they might not be opponents. What's more, from the sound of the rise and fall just now, it is obvious that the person who can hear it is not alone.

In any case, he could no longer drag Hua Wuying. Even if he had saved her life, she had done enough for him.