Jiang Shuying has always spoken straightforwardly, and Wujian didn't feel embarrassed, and still said: "No matter what, it is Master Jiang who detoxifies the little monk, and it is appropriate to thank Master Jiang." ”

Jiang Shuying, who had just left the customs, heard Fu Lingyun's report, and then realized that the three of the little half-immortals had left.

"After I go back, I will take two pills of elixir, and I will be cured within a few days, and I can lighten my body and improve my qi, but I will prolong my life and increase my strength a lot. ”

"But before that, you must rest and recuperate, don't move more, and take care of your life. ”

After seeing the pill, Wujian could only say with great gratitude: "Thanks to the deep kindness of your Jiang master, the snow mountain doctor will not be able to respond to orders in the future." ”

"The head of the family is deeply gracious to save his life, but he can repay virtue and die without giving up. ”

Jiang Shuying: "The master should be a born person, and when it comes to the 'world', he is also the Tao. “

Wujian smiled and said calmly: "If a monk doesn't know the way of the world, how can he have the face to claim to be outside the world?"

Jiang Shuying nodded to Wujian and walked over step by step, but instead of walking towards the little half-immortal, she walked in front of Mo Liunian, Mo Liunian was a little surprised, and asked, "Master Jiang, is there anything else?"

Jiang Shuying took out a sachet and handed it to Mo Liunian: "Take this sachet with you, it will be beneficial to you." ”

Xiao Banxian's heart sank suddenly, he thought of the situation of "red eyes", and he didn't know why he said anything, and for a while, he didn't know how to answer.

Wuji's face also changed slightly, and he nodded to himself, as if he understood something, tacitly!

Jiang Shuying said vaguely, but Xiao Banxian remembered that in the illusion, Mo Liunian's eyes became red due to the invasion of the Gangfeng.

Xiao Banxian's face was blue and white, and his face was inexplicably serious, only Mo Liunian looked as usual, stood up quietly, and saluted: "Thank you, Master Jiang." ”

Jiang Shuying looked at Mo Liunian with some confusion and worry, with a mixture of pity, distress, and a hint of sadness in her eyes.

Jiang Shuying hung the sachet in the palm of his hand, the lilac brilliance flowed, and the pair of charming green eyes gradually dimmed.

The clear face in the morning light, a trace of sadness, overflowed from the pool-like eyes.

Jiang Shuying muttered softly: "Liquan has dried up, the water of Yaochi has dried up, but the snow of Kunlun Mountain for hundreds of millions of years has not yet melted. Separated from your body and mind, and separated from your life and life, why do you insist on calling her to come across thousands of years?"

Lin Ruonan withdrew his gaze after inspecting the surroundings and fell on the figure of Mo Liunian, and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up an unknown smile.

The grass and trees are heartless, and the wind and moon are not emotional.

In the eyes of others, this has become an immortal temperament that breaks through the red dust.

In fact, as long as it is a human being, how can it really be free from the seven emotions and six desires, it's just that some people can't control it, some people live under control, and they never let others see it.

This kind of indifference that jumps out of the red dust is like a kind of ruthlessness close to nature, like grass, trees, mountains and stones, flowing wind and lack of moon.

He hugged her motionlessly, watching as a ray of light burst through the sky, drawing out fiery red flames, and blood plucked from his lips.

The sun bloomed warmly, shining on the cold world, and his memories and his heart were left at the bottom of the refining abyss, accompanied by thousands of miles of snow, so cold that he lost his senses.

Over time, the wind and sand are desolate, and the end of the world is waiting, it is your appearance.

Hold on to the fragrant past, read the flow between heaven and earth, and a heart rushes up and down.

The years are changing, the four seas and eight wildernesses, the dark grows in the dark, the faint sadness, the lingering aftertaste, but I don't know how to place it.

The night is long, the moonlight is like frost, and the wine is sad.

Thinking of the love of the three worlds, buckle into the fragrance, pick up a moment, dream with you, the flowers fall in the peach forest, and the hand of the son is until the sky is desolate.

The surge of winter clouds will also evoke your dreams of spring, summer, and autumn, allowing you to chew on the vicissitudes of life.

Life is only a few days of cold and summer, as fast as the lightning and thunder of spring, if you know that once the spring thunder passes, everything wakes up, then the short moment of wisdom shines, and it is enough to move people.

The rain stopped, the wind blew, and the clouds dispersed.

The clouds and haze in the sky were like a gray curtain, which was pulled by the hands of the heavenly grandsons, and all of them dissipated, revealing a bright heavenly river that spanned the eons of time.

There are countless puddles on the ground, and at the same time reflecting the brilliant stars in the sky, each puddle is like a world of rise and fall.

It seems to be real, but where you reach out, it has become empty.

It was supposed to be a dream, but when it came to the closer, it was real and tangible for people to reach.

But even if you recognize the truth and falsehood, it is also difficult to escape the changes, today's spring is like this, but in the blink of an eye, it is the autumn rain and sorrow, and the past is like smoke.

Later, winter will pass through spring, another scene, and people's hearts will look forward to it.

Step by step, he walked through the snow in front of him, as if through the overlapping and twisting and turning of time, all kinds of bright or sad fragments were superimposed together, and the light flashed like a glimpse.

Life is born for unknown reasons.

In the ten directions of the universe, he suddenly fell into this reincarnation, ethereal, but all fell in her direction. Everything is predestined.

The wind blows, the shadows of the flowers sway, the faces in front of me are vaguely as if in a dream, and those blurry lights and shadows have become instantaneous brilliance, flowing silently.

Although Mo Liunian didn't understand Jiang Shuying's intentions, he knew that she definitely didn't have bad intentions, so he took it: "Thank you Master Jiang." ”

Jiang Shuying finally walked in front of the little half-immortal and handed him a porcelain bottle: "You broke Ying Long's illusion, Ying Long's soul disappeared, and the last wisp of Ying Long's spirit was sealed in this bottle, you are a member of the half-immortal family, maybe it will be used for you in the future." ”

Ying Long is an ancient god's mansion, Ying Long's spirit is difficult to find when stepping on iron shoes, this thing is too precious, Xiao Banxian said: "This is too precious." ”

The second sister has a bitter diet in the temple, and I am hungry for good wine, so I came first, everyone drank a few glasses, and the night was quiet, and then I got up.

You and I hit it off at first sight, but unexpectedly, you are still a disciple of the second uncle, and you are more and more not an outsider, Senior Sister Qin's husband in the middle school, you can only communicate in the future, and you don't need to be polite

Jiang Shuying said: "This thing is useless to us, you don't have to feel sorry, it's just that his spirit is extremely angry, you have to be careful not to be affected by him." ”

Chen Qingxu glanced back at him, and his cold face showed a faint smile like an iron tree blooming. “

It's not all for Hou Ye's illness-

It's just that some things always have to be done, and I am ashamed to say that although my generation is humble and weak, it is the same as what Hou Ye thinks in his heart, born in the Chen family, and entered the abyss, how dare he rely on his ancestors and be all behind others?" she said, "Hou Ye, there will be a period in the future." “

Xiao Banxian found that although Jiang Shuying's sisters and sisters had very different personalities, they all had one characteristic, that is, they spoke very straight and did not beat around the bush, which may be the reason why they rarely had contact with outsiders.

The little half-immortal said: "Okay, I know." ”

After Jiang Shuying finished speaking, she turned around and left, stood on the steps and said to Lin Ruonan: "Aren't you coming back yet?"