Chapter 17: Farewell

The night was as cold as water, and the tears on his face were dried into tear stains, and Lin Dong and Xuan Ran sat on the stone steps together, looking at the cold moon overhead.

"Why do you think the matter of the three of them is so complicated?" Lin Dong felt a little bad when he thought about it, and a good story became a regret.

Xuan Ran meditated without a clue, "I don't know." ”

"It's better to be simple, if you encounter such a period, you can't cry to death, it's better not to meet it. Lin Dong looked into the distance, and the depressed emotions in his heart were much better, and the two chatted one by one, when the door of the study opened.

Fan Huazhi stood on the quartz steps, out of Luo Zhu's body, she opened her eyes, her cheeks were full of tears, her clothes were almost soaked, and Fan Huazhi was facing forward and could not see the joy and sorrow.

Luo Zhu glanced at Feng Qingmo, he shook his head slightly, and Luo Zhu was deflated all of a sudden.

Fanhua Zhi took out the medicine bottle, walked up to Feng Qingmo and handed it to him, and Feng Qingmo took it.

"Why don't you?"

Fan Huazhi lowered her eyes and said softly: "Remembering it will only increase your troubles, and everything is a certainty." ”

Fanhua Zhi looked towards the study, the light inside was still on, and she muttered: It's just that we are not fated, I shouldn't be too obsessed, I shouldn't come back.

The past is a kind of relief and a kind of torture with the wind, and there are tears in the eyes of Sanskrit Zhi, and the spirit will also shed tears, heartache, and thousands of sorrows.

Gao Qianyi also walked out of the study, crossed the threshold, and walked towards Luo Zhu.

"Please stay. ”

"I'm sorry. I always think you're very similar to her, at least you know each other, I..."

"The past goes with the wind, and it doesn't matter anymore. Feng Qingmo stood in front of Luo Zhu and replied first.

Luo Zhu agreed, glanced at Fan Huazhi, gritted his teeth and asked Gao Qianyi: "Do you really understand your own mind? After so many years, you still don't understand, the woman who paid so much for you and was finally killed by your own hands, she..."

Feng Qingmo covered Luo Zhu's mouth and didn't let her continue.

Gao Qianyi's expression darkened, "She killed Xiu'er, shouldn't it be like this?"

Feng Qingmo was about to lose control of her, so he increased the strength in his hand, leaned over and said in her ear: "If you mess around again, I will be rude to you." ”

Luo Zhuxia calmed down, tilted his head to look at Feng Qingmo, and there was still a malicious smile on his lips.

Rogue. Luo Zhu broke his hand and saw Luo Zhu looking over there, Lin Dong sat on the steps and beckoned to Luo Zhu, Luo Zhu walked over there, thinking of finding a helper.

After Luo Zhu left, Feng Qingmo handed the medicine bottle to Gao Qianyi, and his tone was a little unquestionable, "Although it may be painful, it has all the answers you want." ”

Gao Qianyi hesitated for a moment but took it, Fanhua Zhigang wanted to take it, but his hand passed through his body.

"There's nothing wrong with being fair. General Gao, remember what you said tonight. Feng Qingmo smiled lightly, shook the fan and walked towards Luozhu, and muttered in a low voice, woman, it's really troublesome.

The moonlight sprinkled on Gao Qianyi's already slightly pale hair, and he held the medicine bottle and watched Feng Qingmo's departing figure.

Fan Huazhi glanced at Gao Qianyi and turned to leave.

Luo Zhu sat beside Lin Dong, still scolding Feng Qingmo with righteous words, completely unaware that he had walked behind him.

"Pig brain, I don't know what he thinks, if he doesn't tell Gao Qianyi, he may not know the truth in his life. ”

"Who are you scolding?" Luo Zhu turned his head, immediately raised his head and smiled, and naturally took over, "Scold me, I'm really a pig brain." ”

Feng Qingmo bent most of her body and whispered a few words in her ear, Luo Zhu happily whispered, "You really gave it to him?"

Feng Qingmo nodded, and Luo Zhu immediately had a smile on his face, he straightened up and smiled.

"Luo Zhu. Fanhua Zhi stood a few steps away from them.

When I turned around, I found that Fanhuazhi's body had become transparent, and there was a halo on her body that kept dissipating.

The wish has been fulfilled, the obsession has dissipated, the mirage has dissipated, and the spirit has become its original form again.

"Thank you. After saying with a smile, as soon as the words fell, the white spirit purification bottle flew into the air, and the spirit was all absorbed.

Luo Zhu sensed a memory, Gao Qianyi walked on the flower-filled path with Fanhua Zhizhi on her back, she hummed a little song softly, her two restless little hands dangled around, the silver bells on her ankles jingled, a red flower pinned to his ear, and occasionally raised her eyes to peek at the person on her shoulder, smiling brightly.

"Lindong..."Luo Zhu secretly screamed that it was not good, and he was about to faint again, so he quickly held me and didn't blurt it out, so he fell over directly.

After bidding farewell to Gao Qianyi, Feng Qingmo walked towards the inn with Luo Zhu on his back, followed by Lin Dong and Xuan Ran.

"Xuan Ran, why do you say their endings are so sad?"

Lin Dong thought for a moment and continued to ask: "Whether it is vowels or Sanskrit paintings, no matter how high or low their status is, whether they are human or demon, they are not allowed to die well, but they are obviously not wrong. ”

Xuan Ran was a little embarrassed, and replied truthfully, "I don't know." ”

"Because the spirit is an obsession offering, only when there is a deep gap in the heart, the obsession will be so deep, on the contrary, it is normal to have no good ending. Feng Qingmo heard their conversation and answered directly.

Xuan Ran and Lin Dong thought thoughtfully, and continued to walk behind, Luo Zhu slept sweetly on Feng Qingmo's shoulder.

Feng Qingmo felt the temperature on his back slowly weaken, a trace of cold air hit, and then returned to normal.

It's been some time since I came out of the demon world, and according to Aunt Yanlan, Luo Zhu's cold poison should be about to attack, but how to suppress this poison?

Feng Qingmo frowned slightly, and calmly carried Luo Zhu back on his back.

Luo Zhu woke up at dawn, and he didn't know how long he had been asleep, and he fell asleep on the table in winter.

"Lindong, why are you asleep here?" Luo Zhu pushed Lindong, Lindong rubbed his sleepy eyes, and finally saw Luo Zhu's face clearly.

"Luozhu, you're awake. Lin Dong grabbed Luo Zhu's hand and said excitedly: "You don't know, last night you were cold, covered with several bedding and still shouted cold, but I was scared, and in the end, it was Feng Gongzi who fed you wine to get better." ”

"Give me a drink while I'm asleep? No wonder I've slept for so long. Luo Zhu patted his head, still groggy, the magic sword suddenly became restless, and the blue spirit purification bottle also moved.

The door was pushed open, Feng Qingmo's face was solemn, and his brows were soothed when he saw that the two of them were unhindered.

"Wake up. ”

"Well, if you hadn't fed me drink, it might have been sooner. ”

"Don't you feel that there is something abnormal about the cold poison in your body?" Feng Qingmo asked rhetorically.

Luo Zhu took a step back, how did he know, he didn't seem to tell him this.

"It's... I've drunk too much, I've broken it, I don't remember. Luo Zhu began to mess around.

"Yujiang wine has the effect of warming the stomach, is it my fault to care that you fed you some wine?" Feng Qingmo deliberately said with an aggrieved look.

Luo Zhu was so choked that he couldn't speak, and he looked a little kind of revenge, "Okay, thank you, I thank you." ”

The magic sword unsheathed on its own, Luo Zhu almost didn't stand firm, held on to the table, and found that the magic sword had returned to the purple-red glow it had when it first saw it.

Spiritual creatures with aura will have spiritual consciousness after staying by the owner's side for a long time.

Feng Qingmo looked at the magic sword carefully, the magic sword was made of the flesh and blood of the vowels, so something must have happened to the demon world.

This sword consciousness is the last consciousness, indicating that someone has violated the obsession with vowels.

The clouds above the ladder of the Demon Realm suddenly changed, and the color was brilliant and glowing, and at a glance it seemed to be an auspicious omen.

Aunt Yanlan held her staff, looked at the sky and sighed, it was time to come, she immediately sent a signal to gather the elders to discuss the matter of defense.

A doorkeeper covered in blood and with a broken arm hurried over and reported with the only breath left: Obsidian... Attack the demons.

The demon soldier fell to the ground and died, Aunt Yanlan frowned, this time the heavenly soldiers and Montenegro came to commit it together, it is no coincidence, the demon world is in danger.

"Pass my order, transfer all the demon armies back, and whoever offends my demon realm will make him come and go!" Aunt Yanlan ordered.

The movement of the ladder to heaven is very large, the number of troops sent by the Celestial Clan this time should not be underestimated, and the obsidian is coming, so now we can only recall the demon army first, and pass this level first.