Qing Ci looked at the direction of Qing Die's gradual disappearance, stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses, he still had something very important to do, so he went in the direction that Qing Die pointed him out.

The fog was shrouded in fog along the way, and the scenery five steps away could not be seen clearly, so he could only slowly grope forward with his feelings.

Qing Ci thought to himself: "I don't know where this road leads, such a big fog, that is, someone is coming head-on, but I am afraid that I will soon collide to find the other party." ”

Therefore, Qing Ci also paid special attention when he walked, and specially devoted a bit of energy to carefully distinguish the various strange sounds that were noisy in his ears, for fear that he would miss any clues.

After walking on this road for nearly a stick of incense, the mist gradually dissipated, and it was first visible from ten paces away, and then the scenery from a hundred meters away came into view.

Qing Ci saw a familiar scene, there were swaying red flowers on both sides of the road, but the flowers here and the flowers in the Flower Soul Valley gave people a different feeling.

The flowers on the other side of the Flower Soul Valley give people a feeling of being bewitched and deserted, and this place feels like a fire, a large area of raging fire.

On this road, everything is colorless except for the fiery red of the flowers on the other side, and everything else is dark gray to be exact.

This flower is the only color, and it is also the only scenery, illuminating the road ahead like fire. Qingci walked down the path that the flowers on the other side illuminated for him.

Suddenly, Qingci, who was walking, felt as if he had been hit by a stream of air, and hurriedly turned around, but he couldn't find what hit him.

When he was about to walk forward, he suddenly saw a woman in red clothes in the sea of flowers on the other side, and what was even more strange was that Qing Ci found that he seemed to have a strange ability at this time, as if he was the woman, and he could personally experience her feelings.

Qing Ci didn't have time to think about it, so he could only follow that feeling and be led by the emotion of the woman in red.

It turned out that the woman in red was the flower demon who guarded the flower on the other side, named Manzhu, and she had been waiting here every day for thousands of years, which was her duty.

And there is also a leaf demon guarding the leaves of the flowers on the other side, named Sha Hua, and a man in green passively appeared in Qing Ci's mind.

This Manzhu and Shahua guard the flowers and leaves respectively, while the flowers and leaves of the other side flower do not appear at the same time, so they are the guardians of different shifts.

"Flowers on the other side, flowers bloom on the other side, flowers bloom and leaves fall, leaves give birth to flowers, flowers and leaves do not see each other, and life is wrong. Qing Ci sounded in his mind, as if he was telling him a story.

Manzhu and Sahua have silently guarded the other side for thousands of years, and in these thousands of years, although they have never met, they have secretly fallen in love with each other.

As time goes by, the love between Manjoo and Sawa grows stronger, and they desperately want to see each other and stay together forever.

But this is by no means allowed, they have been specially explained before they were sent to guard the other side of the flower. However, all the rules and regulations can't close this strong love, and Manzhu and Sahua still meet each other secretly.

At the moment of meeting, Manju and Sahua hugged each other tightly with tears in their eyes, as if nothing could separate them. On that day, the flowers and leaves on the other side of the Huangquan Road appeared at the same time, becoming the most spectacular scenery on the Huangquan Road.

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The discovered Manju and Sawa were brutally punished and sent into reincarnation, suffering in every life and never to see each other.

But in each reincarnation, the fragrance of the flowers on the other side reminded Manzhu and Shahua of the memories of their previous lives, and they once again desperately wanted to be together, vowing never to be separated and never forget each other.

In this way, they are punished again, and they fall into the next reincarnation again, and they repeat the same mistakes in life and life, and they are infinitely reincarnated in this one dead end.

"Can't wake up yet?" Qingci suddenly heard an extremely playful voice sounding beside him.

When he suddenly came back to his senses, he saw a man in a light gray robe standing in front of him, holding a folding fan in his hand.

I saw that the man was dressed in light gray, and seemed to merge with the chaotic and boundless gray. Rao is like this, and he still can't hide the graceful and luxurious charm on his body.

He is slender and straight, and his beautiful face is more beautiful than that of a woman, but this feminine appearance does not give people the slightest feeling of weakness, but gives people a noble and dignified heroic spirit in the flow of his eyes.

With a faint smile, the gray-clothed man flipped his wrist lightly, and shook the fan open, the surface of the fan was also a light gray, and there were a few wisps of black smoke floating at will, I don't know what it was drawing.

Qing Ci looked at the eyes that looked forward to the brilliance and the stars, and his heart was slightly surprised, and he asked coldly, "Who are you?"

The man in gray shook his fan, and did not answer, but glanced at the other side of the road and said: "These two little demons are really too obsessed, no matter whether they are people or ghosts, they all see this illusion." ”

"You said that you snake demon, if you don't go back and practice hard, what are you attached to me?" The man looked at him with interest when he saw that he didn't speak, learning a familiar tone and laughing lightly.

"Who are you?" Qing Ci felt that the person in front of him must not be simple, thinking that maybe he would know how to retrieve Hua Wuying's two souls and seven spirits, and he had no time to pay attention to his words, and asked coldly again.

"It doesn't matter who I am. The man in gray seemed to think that the man in Tsing Yi in front of him was very boring, and frowned and said lightly.

"Do you know the two souls and seven spirits without a shadow?" Qing Ci asked.

"Naturally, I took it, otherwise, why did you come here to look for me?" the man in gray raised his eyebrows that flew into his sideburns, and smiled proudly.

Qing Ci looked at the man in gray with a playful expression, making his handsome and extraordinary face look extraordinarily evil in this chaotic mist, and said angrily: "Give it back to me." ”

"What if I don't?" the man in gray smiled and put away the folding fan, and gently tapped it on Qingci's shoulder.

Qing Ci had a cold face, and a long sword appeared in his hand, and the cold blade had already been unsheathed.

"I advise you to put away the sword in your hand, although it is a good sword, but can you be sure that I can't beat you?"

The man in gray was still smiling lightly, but his tone was slightly raised, and there seemed to be a hint of threat in the charm. He gently pushed Qing Ci's hand that was about to draw his sword with his fan, and the long sword was immediately retracted into its scabbard.

"How can I give?" Qing Ci asked in a cold voice, he was referring to the two souls and seven spirits of Hua Wuying.

"If you want me to say, if you go back and practice hard, you will become an immortal in less than 10,000 years, and if you live for a long time, everything will be like a cloud of smoke. ”

The man in gray didn't answer, but sighed to himself. But obviously, these words are very inconsistent with the aura of his body, as if he is imitating.

"Not necessarily. Qing Ci refused in a deep voice, in his opinion, this man in gray was even more verbose than his mother. He didn't want to dwell on some nonsense, he just wanted to get back the two souls and seven spirits that belonged to Hua Wuying as soon as possible.

"What's so bad about becoming an immortal, no life, no death, no sorrow, no desire. The folding fan put together by the man in gray was gently patted in the palm of his hand, pacing back and forth, looking leisurely.

"I'm here to find souls. Qing Ci didn't understand why he suddenly talked about the benefits of becoming an immortal, as if he was talking to himself, and it seemed to be talking to himself.

"Soul searching, why don't you hand over Hua Wuying's other soul and let her enter reincarnation as soon as possible? Your fate is not over, she has entered reincarnation, and you can still meet her in the next life. The gray-clothed man's face showed a rare hint of righteousness.

"After entering reincarnation, will you still have no shadow in the next life?" Qingci's eyes closed slightly, not looking at the man in gray.

"Yes and no. After reincarnation, there is no memory of Hua Wuying, but at least it is the reincarnation of Hua Wuying. ”

"What I want is a shadowless flower. Hearing the words, the color of the eyes suddenly changed, and the waves were overturned. He didn't want to talk much to the man in gray, but he just heard that Hua Wuying's two souls and seven spirits were in his hands, but he had to be patient.

When the man in gray heard this, he gently shook the folding fan in his hand and remained silent.

Qing Ci looked at the gray-clothed man in front of him and smiled lightly, and after waiting quietly for a while, he still didn't make a sound, and immediately pulled out the sword in his hand, the sword came out of its sheath, and let out a buzzing sound, and the sharp blade pointed directly at the throat of the gray-clothed man.

Qing Ci thought that the man in gray would make a move, or at least retreat, but he never thought that he would be motionless, his face was as usual, and he didn't see any panic.

When the blade of the sword was about to stab the throat of the gray-clothed man, Qing Ci instantly retracted his strength, but he pointed his sword at him.

"Bold! dare to offend the master!" Before the gray-clothed man could speak, a woman in purple suddenly rushed out of Qing Ci's side, her long sword in her hand, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at Qing Ci and shouted.

"Rosewood, don't be rude. The man in gray spoke lightly, and there was no displeasure in his tone, but the woman immediately withdrew the sword pointed at Qing Ci, glanced at Qing Ci fiercely, and then silently stood behind the gray man.

"Since you're so determined, why don't you make a deal with me? ”

The gray-clothed man looked at Qingci with a pleasant face, and his tone was brisk, as if the person who was about to pierce his throat with a long sword just now was not Qingci.

Qing Ci heard that there was hope for retrieving the two souls and seven spirits of Hua Wuying, and hurriedly put the long sword back into the sheath, and said without thinking: "Okay." ”

"In this case, you go back first to save the flower without a shadow, and then we will meet in the Flower Soul Valley, and you and I will go to the Heavenly Pivot Country together. The man in gray said as he took something from his sleeve and threw it at Qingci.

Qing Ci hurriedly caught it, and when he lowered his head, it was a small box as smooth and crystal as white jade, which emitted a chill in the palm of his hand, and he could vaguely see the light smoke floating inside.

"Inside is the two souls and seven spirits of the flower without a shadow, go quickly. The man in gray said lightly and turned around and left.

Qing quit this trip for the sake of the two souls and seven souls of Hua Wuying, and now that he has arrived, he also turned around and left.

As he left, he heard a woman's voice behind him: "Don't forget to promise your master, and remember to return this frost box." ”

"Keep your promises. Qing Ci heard that this was the voice of the gray-clothed man who had just called him Rosewood, and replied to the road when he hurried back.