Ting's blue eyes, like a soldering iron, moved away from the face of the Qingying Emperor.

How would she answer him?

said that he had thoughts about him, as early as more than 30,000 years ago, when he jumped off the marrow washing pool, he had unusual thoughts about him?

How would she answer him?

If she answered him like this, how would she treat the fairy who had warmed her life like the rising sun?

"Do you like me?" Qing Ming's eyes had a deep expectation.

Ting Lan took a step back, held her breath, and said, "Uncle Shi may have misunderstood, the golden hairpin I gave you is related to the Miaoyin Fairy. ”

"But you're blushing. Qing Ming looked at her, his eyes burning.

Ting Lan didn't answer, turned around, and fled.

After walking out of Qinghua Palace and walking for a long time, Ting Lan's face became normal.

When I looked around, I found that it was a very unfamiliar place.

She sighed softly.

Those things that have been in the past for a long time have not really passed.

After walking a few steps forward, all of a sudden, I saw a very familiar scenery.

It is near the pool of pulp washing.

When I jumped off the marrow washing pool, I still remember it vividly.

At that time, I was a heart, as if I was dead.

From the moment she jumped into the pool of marrow washing, she knew that her kind of mind had followed her into the void together.

Fate, but very tricky.

Years later, she became a disciple of the Snow Pavilion.

And he became his own fellow uncle.

Originally, if it weren't for those things in the past, seeing him, she wouldn't have any thoughts.

If I hadn't gone to the Miaohua Realm at that time to participate in the festival of the Miaoyin Fairy, then I wouldn't have had the opportunity to remember the past.

Where in the world are there so many ifs?

Things began to deviate from the moment he went to Miaohua Realm.

Standing on top of the marrow washing pool, she thought about the things in the past, and thought about these things now, and she had a lot of thoughts.

When Shao Hao came to the marrow washing pool, he saw such a woman standing silently.

A blue coat, a silence, a green.

Such a woman has the same impressive face as before.

Waiting in a daze at the pool of marrow? But why?

Shao Hao hesitated to see her.

Suddenly, Ting Lan felt something different. She said coldly, "Who's there?"

Shao Hao opened the folding fan and said with a smile: "My nephew is so interested, I didn't expect to see you by the marrow washing pool." ”

Ting Lan saluted warmly and said, "Ting Lan has seen Uncle Shaohao. ”

"Teachers and nephews don't have to be polite. Shao Hao shook his fan and said with a smile, "Why is you standing on the edge of the marrow washing pool alone? Are you hurting the spring and autumn? Or are you thinking about some other things? If you have anything difficult, you might as well tell your uncle, maybe your uncle can help you!"

Ting Lan thanked him again and again, but didn't say anything.

Shao Hao suddenly said: "Isn't my nephew curious, is that piece of kapok in Guiji Mountain?"

Ting Lan listened, and her face was unmoved. She said lightly, "What does Uncle Shi want to say?"

Shao Hao shook his fan and said, "I heard that about 30,000 years ago, there was a little fairy in Miaohua Realm who jumped into the marrow washing pool, but there is such a thing?"

Ting Lan listened, and said softly: "Uncle Qingming is the emperor of the Miaohua Realm. You can ask him about it. ”

The fact that I am a feather illusion, the fewer people who know, the better.

The days when Uncle Shaohao came to the ancestral door of Uncle Shaohao were still very short. At present, it still can't be counted as one's own.

She thought about it, but she didn't say anything about it.

"Really?" Shao Hao asked lightly, "I heard that the Feather Illusion Fairy likes to wear a red dress, and was very appreciated by the emperor of the Miaohua Realm in the past, do you know about this matter?"

Ting Lan's face was as usual, and she said, "I've never heard Uncle Qingming mention such a thing. Uncle Shi should go and ask Uncle Qing Ming! Ting Lan really doesn't know about the matter of Miaohua Realm. ”

Shao Hao looked at her deeply, and didn't say anything more after all.

Ting Lan saluted and said, "If Uncle Shi has nothing else to do, Ting Lan will miss a step." ”

The girl's back appeared in front of Shao Hao.

"Slow!" Shao Hao's voice came from behind Ting Lan's ears, "If there is anything about the nephew, you must tell your Uncle Shao Hao." Your Uncle Shaohao is the main god of Kunlun Mountain, he has lived for many years, and he knows a lot of things, more or less. ”

"Thank you, uncle!" Ting Lan retired. The girl in blue turned around and saluted again, with an indescribable solemnity in her tone.

After saying that, Tinglan turned to leave.

After leaving the marrow washing pool, Ting Lan suddenly felt that she was inexplicably depressed in her heart.

Why repression?

She couldn't tell.

Is it because in the past, in the Miaohua Realm, he had an unusual mind about Uncle Qingming?

Or is it because she is suddenly unsure who she really is?

Or is it because, His Royal Highness Xue Yi, said to herself that she didn't want to be the future high priest of Xue Pavilion?

Why?

She just couldn't tell.

Perhaps, is it because she hasn't heard from her master for a long time?

It seems to be, and it doesn't seem to be.

She only felt that there was a turbidity in her chest.

It's a very uncomfortable feeling.

As she walked, she suddenly found that she was already standing at the door of Ling Xiao Xiaozhu.

The hairpin flowers in front of me are blooming brilliantly.

Tears suddenly flowed from her eyes.

What is the meaning of being alive?

What's the point of dwelling on the past, dwelling on a past that belongs to another name?

It's like this flower, thank you and bloom, bloom and thank you, there is never time to be sad, every time it opens, it is brilliant and beautiful.

With her eyes wet, she entered the Lingxiao Building.

The furnishings in the house are the same as before.

He sat down in his chair for a while before he got up and made himself a cup of tea.

Back then, Shizun found himself here, when he missed the snow queen.

So why did he, after jumping into the pool of marrow-washing, come to the Plain of the Sea and the Sky?

Isn't it an ordinary immortal, after jumping into the marrow washing pool, he will forget everything in the past, enter reincarnation, and become a new immortal?

Is there something wrong with this?

The thought flashed, and she began to think again.

Who can answer all this?

Uncle Shaohao, will you know these things?

After thinking about it, she entered another room. I found a pen and paper and wrote a letter.

This letter, for the time being, will be sent to Kunlun Mountain in the Eastern Wilderness!

Dead things, why can they be cultivated into immortal bodies?

Also, what kind of ending will the immortals who jump into the marrow washing pool have?

These are the answers she desperately wants to know.