His task was successfully completed, and Ye Liuyun took the folding fan and gently fanned it towards Tang Qingshan.

A breath of fresh air came to his face, and the young man who had regained his freedom did not make any more radical moves. His eyes moved with difficulty, and the blood-red color slowly receded.

Staggered two steps and fell headlong forward. Ye Liuyun hurried two steps and stretched out his hand to hold him in his arms.

Tang Qingshan's eyes still wanted to open wide, but sleepiness washed over his mind over and over again like a tidal wave.

He held Tang Qingshan with his left hand, and continued to fan him with a folding fan with his right hand.

"It's okay, it's okay, my brother is here. You can sleep peacefully, and when you wake up, Pinglan Fort is still the same Pinglan Castle, and Tang Qingshan is still the same Tang Qingshan. ”

Ye Liuyun's eyes were resolute when he said this, and he looked at the terrifying river in the sky through the window, his brows furrowed slightly.

As if he really understood his comfort, Tang Qingshan gently closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

helped him to the bed, and injected a spiritual power into Xiao Yiduo's eyebrows. After feeding the two of them and drinking some water, Ye Liuyun sat down on the ground.

Fortunately, Tang Qingshan did not go berserk, and the wind and clouds were all acted. At this time, behind the young scholar, he was already wet with his own sweat.

Thankfully, everything was just right, everyone did their best, and all the efforts were not in vain.

took out the master's pen in his arms and hovered in mid-air, Ye Liuyun beat his spirits. One stroke at a time, write four large characters in regular letters.

"Zhongzheng Anshu. ”

The pale cyan four characters dissipated on the bed in an instant, looking at the sleeping two, Ye Liuyun's expression was relaxed.

Sleep, sleep, your Brother Ye has always been there.

In the chaos and darkness, Tang Qingshan fluttered like an immortal. Ding Jirou's unique elixir of warming the soul and nourishing the soul made his soul finally stabilize.

A white light shone on him, and the young man slowly opened his eyes and looked ahead.

It's a barren place, but it has its own familiar atmosphere. The white light gradually illuminated the surroundings, and a grass hut appeared not far away.

"Mo Jibei, since you and I have no fate. Why bother with it, if you don't want me, don't care if I live or die. ”

A familiar woman's voice appeared in his ears, and Tang Qingshan walked around to the front of the small courtyard. A man and a woman are confronting each other in the courtyard.

No wonder he felt familiar, this hut and the woman Tang Qingshan standing facing him all recognized.

That person is Ding Jirou, less fairy lingering, and more stubbornness of her daughter's family.

Ding Jirou's eyes were slightly red, and he looked directly at the tall figure in front of him.

"It's not good for me to come here without any presumption. Xiaorou, how can you not understand my difficulties? Everything has been decided, I don't want you to suffer with me!"

When the man spoke, the kind of struggle and pain, even if he didn't look at his face, Tang Qingshan had a wonderful taste of empathy.

"If that's the case, then please leave immediately!"

Ding Jirou beat the man's broad chest with both hands, and the man remained motionless and let her vent wantonly.

A pair of jade hands hammered violently, but two lines of clear tears slowly flowed down his cheeks.

Maybe she was tired, Ding Jirou gently pressed her forehead into the man's arms.

"That's it, it's really a bad fate. I'll do as you say, I only have one request. ”

Ding Jirou muttered quietly, but Tang Qingshan felt that the soft voice seemed to be speaking in his ear.

The two people in the courtyard looked at each other, and the man hesitated slightly, but still held her in his arms.

"I don't care about any rebellion, and I don't want to live forever. Mo Jibei, I want you to live! Do you understand when you live?"

The man's hand caressing her back visibly paused, and instead grabbed her shoulder hard.

The two were still whispering something, and Tang Qingshan couldn't see it clearly.

In the sea of clouds in the northeast, a golden light pierced the sky. The man stretched out his fingers and placed a part of the golden light on his forehead.

The golden light disappeared, and the man held his breath and concentrated. It took half a stick of incense for him to slowly open his eyes.

"Are you leaving?"

Ding Jirou tightened the hands around the man's waist, and the stubbornness of the little daughter was clear at a glance.

"I have to go, you know. ”

Although he had already known the answer, the moment the man spoke his words, Ding Jirou still hung his arms weakly. Take a few steps back, then turn around and return to the hut.

The golden light on the horizon began to return the same way, streaking over the man's head and disappearing into the sea of clouds in the distance.

The man looked down at the grass hut again, and the golden thunder suddenly erupted all over his body! Two round hammers, one black and one gold, appeared silently in his hands, bent slightly and turned into a golden light, and the man went straight to the sky, following the golden light and running away into the distance.

Tang Qingshan, who had witnessed the whole process, was shocked beyond measure! When the golden thunder appeared, Tang Qingshan felt that his heart suddenly skipped half a beat.

A pair of warhammers appeared, and there was no need for other corroboration, and he had already confirmed the identity of the tall man.

Standing in place for a long time and not calming down, the amount of information in the sudden picture is too great. He needed time to digest what had just happened.

Although it is only a short picture, he will never forget these three words in his life.

The surrounding environment suddenly shattered like porcelain, and looking at the stars, Tang Qingshan turned around and looked at another figure not far away.

The figure carrying himself on his back was all too familiar to him. Sighing softly, Tang Qingshan sat directly on the ground.

"Now that you and I have met, it seems that Fairy Ding's elixir still works. Although it feels strange to say this, but Tang Qingshan, shouldn't you have a good chat with me?"

If someone stands on the street and shouts their name to a figure, that person must be insane. But Tang Qingshan's soul knows. He has returned to his physical body, and whether he will merge or something else next is not something that his soul can decide at will.

The man called Tang Qingshan calmly turned around, walked to about five steps in front of him, and sat down.

A pair of eyes have no pupils, and the blood-red ones are not variegated. His face was full of mockery, and he held his forehead with his left hand, tilting his head to stare at his own soul.

"Yo, I didn't expect you to be alive. Poor ant, you're in good luck. ”

The presumptuous tone is like two people in peacetime.

"What's the matter? Do you really think you're invincible?"

Looking at himself with great contrast, Tang Qingshan's remnant soul suddenly had the desire to chat.

"Invincible is not invincible and it means nothing to me, I am better than you! I should be in charge, if you want to keep me and allow you to hide, if you want to leave, I will not do much to make it difficult. ”

"Hey. ”

sighed helplessly, looking at himself who got up and wanted to leave. Staring at those blood-red eyes, Tang Qingshan asked loudly.

"Mother, what should I do!"

"Daddy, what should I do!"

"Young and old in the village!"

"Tang Wan, Tang Tai, Xiao Yiduo and Brother Ye!"

"Is the brother of Iron Floating City dead in vain?"

"You Tang Qingshan is a coward, a coward! a waste who only knows how to fight life and death, and is useless. ”

I never knew that scolding myself was like this! My chest rose and fell violently, and I looked at myself with blood-red eyes on the other side.

Tang Qingshan stood up directly, and his divine soul shook again, and this remnant soul became a little thinner.

"What would you do if I were to become one again?"

The red-eyed man, who was about to get up and leave, sat down on the ground again, restrained his expression, and looked at himself with his eyebrows twisted.