"Rong He must still be alive," Qing Xuan sneered at Hou Qing: "Although Zhi Dan has no memory now, he will definitely not do such a crazy thing as killing Rong You." Only someone like you would order him to do this. ”

Hou Qing nodded as if he was accustomed to it, and smiled innocently: "That's right, he really didn't do it, but just looking at it is interesting enough...... He almost threw my cold moon away. ”

He lowered his head to look at the cold moon that was still shining in his hand, as if to make sure it was not broken, and looked at it several times before putting the knife in his palm.

"But I'm surprised you can tell at a glance that he's not the same as before, and it seems that you are much more familiar than I thought. ”

Qing Xuan sneered: "For people like you, you don't know what a friend is at all, and you don't have friends, so it's not surprising that it's expected." ”

Although his body is still not very good now, he is much more able to walk than before, at least he doesn't have to take a break after walking for a while like before, so now even the sarcastic queen is extraordinarily powerful. Suddenly sensing that someone was coming, Qing Xuan disappeared in an instant, but Hou Qing still stood indifferent. There are many people who know him, but there are very few people who have actually seen what he looks like, so he is not worried about being recognized by others at all, and it is a big deal to kill him.

A bluebird flew down from the overlapping trees of the Mt. Vileticles, and brought down large petals by the way, as if she had been conjured from a flower. The bluebird seemed to be unable to find its way, and fell to the ground and turned into a young messenger, and walked around a few times in a daze, when suddenly he found a man standing under the tree, and walked quickly to him with some shyness.

Hou Qing then took off the black cloth covering his eyes, restrained the evil qi in his body, tilted his head and looked at her with his golden eyes and smiled, looking like a handsome and evil immortal, until the messenger blushed, and forgot everything he wanted to say for a while.

"This Shang, Shangxian," she looked at Houqing with some embarrassment, and stammered: "May I ask where is the medical building of the True Immortal?"

"What are you looking for him?"

Hou Qing's tone sounded very gentle, even if it was someone else, it was difficult to put him with the bloody Killing God when they heard this voice, let alone this messenger. She didn't think about it, took out a gilded invitation from her arms and shook it in front of him, explaining: "Yin Luojun of the Danxue Phoenix Clan is about to marry His Royal Highness the Ghost King of the Underworld, and he specially sent me to send a post to the Descending True Immortal. ”

Hou Qing was slightly stunned, pretending to be very surprised: "You're going to get married so soon?"

In fact, his surprise was true, he didn't know that on the day he pretended to be Jing Lan and Shaoheng got married, the Emperor of Heaven had already asked them to get married as soon as possible, otherwise according to Yin Luo's temperament, she would definitely be able to delay it for a day.

The envoy was also stunned, she was probably too young and her rank was too low, so she had never seen Houqing or Jingmo, so she asked tentatively, "May I ask who is the immortal?"

"My name is Houqing. ”

After saying this with a smile on her face, Hou Qing stabbed Han Yue directly into her chest without mercy, and pulled out the knife cleanly in her stunned eyes, and said to herself: "You seem to have become dull." ”

Blood spilled from the messenger's mouth and slowly fell to the ground. But his eyes kept wide open, as if he was still thinking about why he died so easily. Hou Qing just took the invitation under those wide open eyes, as if she didn't have a little guilt, and opened it and looked at it slowly.

Qing Xuan watched all this silently from the tree, then jumped down lightly, didn't say anything, just sighed, and reached out to close the messenger's open eyes.

"Your two apprentices got married, why didn't you react at all?" Hou Qingzai read the wedding card carefully, and handed it to Qing Xuan with a smile. But the latter didn't mean to take him over, just turned his head and pursed his lips tightly, his face already angry.

He didn't know what he was angry about, but there was a nameless fire in his heart, and after a long time, he said coldly: "What are you doing with his invitation? ”

"But I didn't invite you either, did I?" Hou Qing laughed out loud with rare pleasure, but halfway through the laugh, he felt that his eyes hurt, and quickly covered the black cloth in his hand.

"Don't you want to see Yun casually? You don't want to know what she's like when she grows up? It doesn't matter if she goes or not, it's you—if you go, I don't think they know how happy they are. ”

Qing Xuan still didn't speak, but the Adam's apple rolled up and down. God knows how much he wanted to see Yun Random again, if he hadn't been trapped in the Sumire Mountain, he would definitely go straight to the Dan Cave. But—

But what's the use of him going? Seeing the two of them get married? He is now an identity that can't show his face, and he doesn't need to see his apprentice in his true appearance, so what's the point?

Hou Qing saw him like this, so he said: "Why don't you become a god like me, and you can marry him instead." ”

"You!" Qing Xuan couldn't help but glared at Hou Qing angrily when he heard this nonsense: "I don't have your pickled thoughts!"

"But you're angry," Hou Qing saw that his face was already gloomy, so he didn't say anything more, but said slowly: "If you don't go, I'll have to go alone, after all, there is only one invitation—but if you regret it then, I think even if you really break in, I don't think they will stop you." ”

After he finished speaking, he pulled Qing Xuan's hand over and slapped the invitation in his palm: "The date is set in seven days, you think about it carefully, if you really don't go, then return it to me then." ”

Qing Xuan lowered his head and looked at the bronzed red paper in his hand, his five fingers didn't feel too hard, and he lost his strength the moment he crumpled it. His eyes gradually fell lonely, and he didn't know what he remembered, so he sighed softly, and folded it back and forth, just pinching it in the palm of his hand.

The Danxue didn't seem to have changed much, and the people of the Phoenix clan might have lived too long and were used to seeing too many lively scenes, so they all looked calm on the surface, except for Yin Luo. Whoever sees her at this time will find that her face is full of sorrow, as if she is not married herself, but a funeral, and looks like she wants to turn her hair white.

Wan Tong heard about this, counted the days, and ran back directly from the Bifang clan. Maybe it was because the clansmen over there heard that she was better with the female monarch of Danxue, and treated her much better than before, but this still couldn't eliminate her strangeness and disgust for her own clan. On the first day of returning to Danxue, she climbed directly to Yin Luo's bed and slept next to her, only then did she feel that she had eased up a little.

When the gods went from the wedding card to the world, the whole person began to feel wrong. The underworld couldn't even find his shadow, and when others asked, Cui Jue replied: "In the Danxue." "It seems that the ghost world has nothing to do with him from now on. It wasn't until Lu Zhidao came over one day and looked at him expressionlessly for a long time that this overly excited little ghost king took the initiative to return to the underworld and began to obediently deal with the accumulated official duties.

He knew that his sister still regarded him as a junior brother, but what did it matter? Anyway, now they were about to get married, and it seemed that this was a fact that would not change. Even if Yin Luo was unwilling, he did not dare to openly disobey the orders of the Emperor of Heaven at this critical juncture.

So people from all over the world know that the marriage that has been remembered by everyone, and the two most eye-catching days are finally going to get married. Yin Luo also sent an invitation to Juling, she didn't know that Zhedan had returned, so she only sent one over. If she had seen Zhedan really come back from the dead on the day of her wedding, she would have been so shocked that she wouldn't even know what she was going to do.

So Rong You asked the blue bird to send the message back, only deliberately saying that she had sent one less. When Yin Luo went to Juling to take a look in person, and found that Zhe Dan was really alive in front of his eyes, he cried excitedly. In her eyes, Zhedan was both like an elder and like her friend, and at that time she really thought that she would never see her again in this life, and she didn't know how long she was sad. It's just that Zhedan doesn't remember her, not at all. He hadn't heard Houqing say the name "Yin Luo", so he refused to allow her to approach her in any form.

Yin Luo felt angry and funny, and couldn't help but slap Rong He, and feigned anger: "Why didn't you tell me about this matter earlier? You don't know that when I put pen to paper to write your name, I can't add the word 'Zhedan' next to it, I, I'm—"

Halfway through her speech, tears almost fell again, and she turned her eyes to look at Zhi Dan, and found that although the latter's face softened a little after Rong He's explanation, there was still an indescribable detachment, so she said: "It's good that you don't remember me, it's better for the two of us to get acquainted again." My name is Yin Luo, the fall of fallen leaves. Although you used to be lukewarm to my mother, you were very good to me, and you secretly took the two of us out of the Dan cave to play, now that I think about it, I can't believe that this thing could be done by a mountain saint like you. ”

Zhedan raised an eyebrow. It could be seen that he was trying to recall the previous events, and it took a long time to call Yin Luo's name softly, and then said with some hesitation: "You and Shen Tu ......"

He didn't seem to understand that he was so good at saying the unfamiliar name "Shentu", so his brows furrowed, he looked at the two of them with inquiring eyes, and asked, "Who is Shendi?"