Since the Great War five hundred years ago, Qingyun has been having nightmares almost every night, and Yucheng has been standing under the pear blossom tree in his dreams...... If you hadn't met Yeming, everything would have been the way it used to be? The master would still go to the pear forest every day, drink a cup of tea, and tell her interesting stories about the Nine Heavens. The Great War five hundred years ago, Master Yucheng's god forcibly exited the pass, which was the end of the strong crossbow, and the three thunder tribulations blocked for Qingyun really dispersed the soul of Yucheng, plus Zizang originally designed to seize the dark Gu of Qingyun Demon Pill, the soul flew away, the immortal bones were damaged, and the six reincarnations were eliminated, and even the chance to see each other in the next life was taken away. Qing Yun, who was promoted to the immortal position, watched Yucheng dissipate little by little...

"Qing'er, everything is doomed. Go ahead and don't look back... Don't..."The corners of Yu Cheng's mouth seemed to be smiling before leaving, smiling at her as she soared to the immortal, smiling and waiting for her to dissipate...... The kind of vanishing a little bit and passing a little bit, but the hole that you can't grasp is the most painful. In the end, Yu Cheng smiled and opened his hands, smiling like the young willows newly pumped in May were vigorous and warm like the sun, Qingyun dragged his stale and numb body, and ran towards Yucheng, the Mo Qingyun shirt on his body was carried by the wind in the air, but Yucheng passed away with the wind before he could embrace Qingyun. The shadow is ethereal and disappears with the wind, and the soul is scattered.

"No, you can't... Master... No... Please..."Qing Yun fell to the ground in an instant, his face was full of tears, his eyes were full of tears, Qing Yun sat on the ground and muttered repeatedly, "No,,, no! Under the ashes of all thoughts, Qingyun stretched out his hand and slowly brushed away the tears on his face, trembling and towering according to the sword, the already crumbling jade bone hairpin between the temples also fell with Qingyun's standing, and shattered in response, the broken jade of white snow burst out everywhere, but Qingyun turned a deaf ear, squinted his eyes slightly and swept over Zizang, who was still wasted, after a sneer, slowly bowed his head, and his hanging hand was gently raised, Qingyun slowly rose in the air, and the surrounding was the Yaoxi water attracted by Tianchi, and the faint water mist was faintly lit with lilac falling cloud petals, and the two were mixed and gradually formed a strange shape in the airBut that day, the water of the Yao Pond was not led down by an idler, the Celestial Clan was proud of the Yao Pond, why was the water of the Yao Pond so easily led down! But there is no doubt that this is by no means an ordinary legal system, Zi Zang seemed to understand something in his heart and suddenly collapsed on the ground, looking up to the sky and laughing, "Wonderful, wonderful, hahahaha!" The laughter was poignant, and Ye Ming looked at Qingyun hanging in the water of the Yao River, only to feel bitter in his heart. The Qingyun spell here used the forbidden technique of the fox clan, and forcibly retained a trace of Yucheng's soul bones at the cost of devouring the soul.

On the same day, in the Linhua Hall of Qingqiu, "Emperor, Si Yun and others noticed that someone had used forbidden techniques today, and they also led the water of Yaochi Stream. Seeing the hand holding the pen next to the brocade table in the main hall trembled, but the hand that was still hanging was slender as bamboo, with distinct bone joints, and there was an indescribable dignity lingering in the middle, and the pen fell in response, and the ink that fell on the rice paper blurred away, "It must be her!" Lin Feng, who replied, raised his head slightly, and looked at the eyes that were as deep as Si, and a little more tender like water, without the thousands of killing machines of the past, at this time the softest part of his heart throbbed, and the eyes that stared at it were full of tenderness

Qingyun didn't know the other variables of that day, and now she almost forgot how Zizang died in the end. I just vaguely remember Zizang's crazy laughter, crazy questioning, and surprised look before he died.

''Qingyun, you actually didn't love the young master at all?'' The shocking truth you hid from him. Hahaha, it's in vain that the young lord's friendship with you is in vain''

"Heart, friendship, hahahaha, this is a fatal feeling! I only said that I was adopted by the master, and the rest is all your unreasonable speculation. ”

"Yujun, it is the misfortune of the third life, and the hatred of the three lives" Qingyun squinted his already scarlet eyes, and his face still had the traces of tears from before, as if the snowmelt in August in the mountains had left traces of the past, and he clenched his fists and sneered. And Yeming has been standing quietly on one side. He was gambling, gambling on Qingyun's feelings for him, gambling on the love in those days of getting along...... Qingyun walked towards Zizang with cold eyes, and even the afterglow did not reach him.

''Qing'er, I'...... He also wanted to give it a try... After all, they really used to love each other so much...

"You and I are ruined here, fate is broken here, it's better not to see each other again in life and death" This is the last sentence that Qingyun left for him.

At this moment, Yeming knew that he had lost, and in Qingyun's heart, her master Yucheng was the first, and she was ······

In fact, he knew that all the friendship had been dispersed with Yucheng. Now Qingyun has survived the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation and is ranked in the immortal class, and the gods and demons are already very different, not to mention that his own catastrophe has arrived......

If Qingyun wants his life, it will be like digging for something... Wrong, there was too much doping in this relationship, maybe he was wrong from the beginning. In fact, Qingyun has never revealed his true identity to him, since they met, it was designed by Yeming, who was hunted and killed, rescued by her, invited her to stay, and the city was full of lanterns... He worked hard step by step, calculating his scheming, never thought that he was in this situation, and when his father Demon Emperor found out, he would have already fallen into deep depth. In addition, when he got the news of Yucheng's retreat, he set up this bureau here, in order to capture her demon pill. In fact, he is the most noble in his bones, looking down on this kind of lowly demon life, he told himself in his heart that if he wants to inherit the unification, how can a little white fox stand side by side with him

but forgot his heart...

Forgot his heart... The heart that is beating more and more by Qingyun

Immortal killers are all going to be tortured greatly before they die, and Qing Yun finally looked coldly, sandwiched the greatest hatred in this life, and cut off the purple Tibetan tendons and veins, and pulled out the inner dan. In the end, shatter its seven souls and six spirits. Qingyun never knew that she still had such a decisive side, blood gushed everywhere her fingertips slid through, as if her heart was bubbling out with blood that still had residual warmth, she actually didn't like to dye her hands with blood and kill people like numbness, but when she thought of Yucheng, she remembered the ethereal and shadowy embrace, which seemed to be stained with residual warmth before leaving, and the flame of hatred burning in her heart was enough to devour all her kindness and beauty. She asked them to pay for Yucheng's lives. Use their cheap lives to see off the master.

"Why! It's me who wants to kill, why do you take my master's life!