In Tianhua Zhai, Fu Honglian looked at Ling Dou with some wistfulness, and the silver-haired and blue-eyed beautiful young man stared at Fu Huan'er without any emotion.

At this time, Fu Huan'er was curled up on the couch and had fallen asleep, and she was still sobbing twice from time to time in her sleep.

"Tell her that the deity has returned to the soul stone, as long as she eats and sleeps well, and lives as old as you in the future, she can naturally see me again." ”

Fu Honglian pulled a pillow nearby and slapped it, but Lingdou didn't dodge.

She said angrily: "Why don't you tell Huan'er yourself? Don't you know that she listens to you the most? If you want to die, hurry up, don't delay a good hour, the old lady will get up early and tell her that you are dead, so that she will completely forget you in a few years!"

Lingdou replied consistently: "It's okay." ”

So he got up and prepared to go out.

"Is there really no way?" Fu Honglian asked behind her.

Lingdou stopped and didn't speak.

"We have been together for more than 100 years, and we are also in love, you don't know where you are now, are you really so cold-hearted and cold-hearted, don't you have anything to say to us?" Fu Honglian took another step forward.

Hearing this, Ling Dou turned around, and he stretched out one of his hands, looking at his body a little more transparent.

Fu Honglian frowned.

Lingdou smiled at her: "I thought I had lived too long and already understood everything. Today, I realized that I was born from the Soul Stone, and I only knew how to protect the owner of the Soul Stone, and I didn't care about anything else. Now that I think about it, I don't know anything, I don't know where my past choices came from, I don't know if the moon will be accompanied by stars tomorrow night, but there are two things I know. ”

Fu Honglian was stunned, it was the first time she had seen such a gentle and verbose spirit fight for so long.

"First thing, Six Tails, the first time I saw you, I felt familiar, but I can't remember, maybe there is always fate in the dark that doesn't allow me to think about it. To this day, I have to make a decision for myself, because I suddenly figured out the second thing: if there is a second person in this world that I want to protect, her name must be Fu Huan'er. ”

When Fu Honglian was still pondering this paragraph, Ling Dou had already opened the door and walked out.

The wind is blowing all over the building tonight.

Lin Xiaotang took a jar of wine and waited for An Sanping at His Excellency Qilin, but saw Gu Huayin hurrying down, with his heart written on his face, and he didn't care about him when he saw him, and left by himself. Just as he was about to go up to take a look, someone behind him called him: "Lin Xiaotang." ”

Lin Xiaotang turned around and smiled: "You should call me big brother." ”

Chu Wenxin lowered his eyelids and looked not very interested: "What about my Ping'er?"

Lin Xiaotang pointed to the Qilin Pavilion, and she walked in silently.

Lin Xiaotang was wondering what was wrong with her, and then he heard a voice behind him: "Lin Xiaotang?"

Lin Xiaotang sighed: "What's the matter today, the net envoy calls me alone?" Lingdou, Ping'er is upstairs." ”

He didn't want to look back at Lingdou.

"I'm not here for him, I'm for you. "Lingdou's voice... Lin Xiaotang had a bad premonition, he turned around and saw Ling Dou's always charming smile, and before he could react, Ling Dou made a move!

This feels too familiar, the feeling of powerlessness and the smell of blood in the polar snow-capped mountains...

Before Lin Xiaotang fainted, he heard his weakest sentence: "Dead cat, what do you have to do with your master?"

An Sanping was sitting in Chang Yue's room at this time, watching Chang Yue stew something on the small clay stove next to him and said to him, "Wait a while, it will be fine soon." ”

An Sanping was excited at this time, and replied lightly: "Thank you, senior brother, I'm not hungry." ”

"I see that the moisture in the Soul Valley is quite heavy, and it is easier for the dampness to enter the body at the turn of summer and autumn. ”

Chang Yue took a pottery cup, scooped one out of the small stove on the fire, and brought it to his eyes: "Drink it slowly." ”

An Sanping didn't smell it: "What is this?"

"Huoxiang drinks, dispels filth and relieves heat. ”

An Sanping silently took a sip, looked at Chang Yue beside him, remembered the days of carefree day and night a few months ago, and his eyes turned red: "Senior brother, I don't want to be a world honor, I want to go back to the Pear Flower Courtyard with you." ”

He really misses the thick and simple pear wood table in the senior brother's hall, every time he goes in and sees Chang Yue sitting in front of the case, he feels very relieved, he likes to surround Chang Yue since he was a child, turning over the altar and pounding pots, his senior brother only raises his eyes slightly after reading, casts spells to help up those altars and jars behind him, and never disciplines him.

He missed Chang Yue teaching him to write, teaching him spells, teaching him the feeling of distinguishing medicines, the fragrance of pears falling on Chang Yue's clothes made him particularly comfortable, and he even missed the days when his senior brother punished him for practicing.

At that time, he didn't think there was anything good about the dull and boring years in the mountains, but now he was only separated by a few months, but he was very afraid, once he entered the rivers and lakes, he was afraid that there would never be such days again.

Chang Yue looked like he was about to cry when she saw him, and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay." That's your home, and you can go back anytime. What you don't want to do, my brother doesn't embarrass you, and I'm willing to help you do it. But you are not only the world-honored person that everyone is looking forward to, you are also the son of An Ci, a disciple of Qingluomen, the younger brother of Chu Wenxin, and a descendant of Xuanzheng Hall. ”

He didn't say anything more, because Chu Wenxin came.

Chu Wenxin didn't knock on the door, he came in angrily, picked up An Sanping's cup of tea and drank it, An Sanping didn't have time to stop it, she held her mouth and almost didn't squirt out, swallowed it alive and stared at her big eyes and asked, "What is so unpleasant?"

An Sanping blinked his eyes: "Uh..."

Chu Wenxin drank it in one gulp, pouted and said, "Is it poison?

She simply twisted and sat down beside An Sanping and rested her head on his shoulder. Seeing this, An Sanping smiled and said, "Sister, who offended you? Can you go and beat him?"

Chu Wenxin dragged his helpless voice and said, "You~ can't beat him." ”

An Sanping looked at Chang Yue.

Who else could there be in this scene?

It must have been the wind that provoked her.

Chang Yue raised her eyebrows, silently took another bowl and poured some Huoxiang drink, and pushed it to her: "Today, you sisters and brothers, it's okay to drink more of this soup." ”

Chu Wenxin seemed to be getting angrier and angrier the more she thought about it, she sat up straight and said: "Ping'er, you are commenting, that Feng Qisi is really a scoundrel! I didn't care if he liked me in public and said he wouldn't marry me! Who knew that he quietly and secretly went to make a letter of appointment, and now it's good, and suddenly told my father that he couldn't marry me... It's going to be changed over and over again! When my daughter's family doesn't want to lose face! It's too much to deceive people! How can this be reasonable! I... I don't chop him to stew soup, and it can't get rid of the hatred in Miss Ben's heart!!"

She really pulled out her sword, turned around and walked out the door, An Sanping hurriedly went to pull her, only to see Feng Qisi walk in and look at them: "Chu Chu, who are you going to cut?"

Chang Yue took a sip of tea: "You." ”

Chu Wenxin simply pointed his sword at him: "Chop your stew!"

Feng Qisi looked at Chu Wenxin and smiled solemnly: "Oh, I look up to a white crane in the clouds so worthy of Tiandehou's thick streamer, I am really innocent, I don't understand what the girl wants to eat me?"

Chu asked: "Hypocrite! Words are not true! Virtue is not worthy!"

Chang Yue nodded while listening to her scolding.

Feng Qisi caught a glimpse of this situation and pouted: "Brother Chang Yue, I talk to Neiko, why don't you know how to avoid suspicion?"

Chang Yue smiled: "This is obviously my room, right? Oh, there is...", as if he had thought of a good way, he slowly turned around with a teacup.

Chu Wenxin held the sword and didn't let go: "They are all my maiden family... If you dare to lie to me, I'll take my whole family to stew you!"

Feng Qisi smiled dumbly, and bent down to give a big gift to Chu Wenxin: "If the girl has any questions, please ask, I must know everything... Besides, the world knows that there is no lie in this twilight peak!"

"Really?" asked Chu Wenxin.

At this time, Chang Yue, who was facing away from them, replied, "Seriously." That's his only merit. It is also thanks to them that Dusk Cangfeng has this ancestral teaching. ”

"Okay!" Chu asked him in his heart: "Then you say... Why are you... After getting hired, I told my dad again... Say you won't marry me?" she lost her momentum in the second half of the sentence, and her hand holding the sword was a little soft, she realized it, and quickly re-grasped the hilt of the sword to get a good stance.

An Sanping couldn't help but laugh too.

Feng Qisi looked into her eyes: "So you threaten me with a sword now, just because you heard this?"

A smile got bigger and bigger on his face, he approached and reached out to take away Chu Wenxin's sword, looked down at her and said: "You ran away after listening to half of it, in fact, it was just that something delayed the wedding date and postponed it, at the latest, when the first pear blossom blooms next year, do you say it's okay? When the time comes, what dowry do you want, where to get married, where to live, everything is up to you, how about it?"

Chu Wenxin pursed his lips, his face as pink as a peach blossom.

Chang Yue cleared her throat when she heard this: "Ping'er come with me, I'll give you a few flavored medicines." ”

An Sanping has temporarily lost his happiness, and he is very happy for his sister. Obey his brother's orders.

Chang Yue took him next door, An Sanping thought it was just to avoid suspicion, but saw that he really took out a few medicine bags: "This package is Huoxiang fresh grass, you can let them help you decoction water and drink, and it doesn't hurt to add some sugar." If you hang these bags in the four corners of the room, there will be no mosquitoes, and this sachet will be hung on your body to avoid snakes and insects in the wild. This bag is also carried, both external and internal, for hemostasis and healing, don't think about everything Huanling Pill, it is a life-saving medicine. ”

"Senior brother..."An Sanping hugged the medicine in his arms: "If I want to go back and get it myself." ”

"The mother of the child is worried, which is also the meaning of Anci. ”

An Sanping was reminded like this, and remembered the words he had instructed before going down the mountain, and lowered his head and thought: "That... This World-Honored One, I'll do it first!"

Chang Yue nodded: "Okay." ”

While speaking, he suddenly felt that the room was dark, and the voice of Jiugonggao came from outside: "Shangxian, the fire is out, Du Fengze is gone!"

They were startled, pushed open the window, and flew down. Everyone also arrived in front of the enchantment, and there was a large piece of scorched earth that could not be separated from the Soul Valley, but Du Fengze, who was supposed to have sealed himself in it, disappeared!

"How is it possible?!" An Ci said, "They have been watching here, unless he was burned to death due to his poor self-sealing technique, could it be that someone entered the fire under your nose and broke the sealing technique and took him away?"

At this time, an ominous premonition arose in everyone's hearts: if there was really such a character as an enemy, the future immortal cultivation world would be unimaginably bloody.

An Sanping thought of someone at this time: "Bring Lu Li out and ask." ”