The qi wave pushed Jiang Shuying and Xiao Banxian into the air, Jiang Shuying was shocked to the point that the qi and blood in her body were churning, she spit out a mouthful of blood, lost her center of gravity in mid-air, and her whole body began to fall, she only felt that her mind was dizzy, and the fox tail that wrapped the two of them was also loosened.

She stood there dumbfounded, feeling a buzz in her head, and nothing but a blank space remained in her drowsy mind. Until the roar in her head passed, her feet could no longer support her body, and she could only let herself sit on the ground. There was darkness in front of him, and countless scarlet colors were flowing on the darkness, as if the blood in his body was slowly stirred, and all his internal organs were crushed. In the midst of this excruciating pain, she caressed her chest and bent down desperately to gasp for air. However, at this moment, she suddenly thought, it's a dream, it's a dream, it's just a nightmare!

He was terrible dizzy, and his face was ghosted. She turned her head to look at the iron coupon, like a rising tide, and all her blood was poured into it. The red iron slowly darkened, spreading over a large piece of writing, reaching the end, almost covering the corners...... But she couldn't lift her eyelids, and suddenly a huge wave crashed and fell into the boundless darkness.

A huge wave mixed with flames burst through the room in an instant, like a monstrous monster in the night, rushing towards her. She was so struck by the waves that she fell to her stomach, and then she was thrown out. Thrown three or four meters away, his internal organs were in pain as if he had been hit with a giant hammer. Her head hit the grass, her ears buzzed, and her mind froze for a moment. She saw two other figures, like garbage, knocked out by the waves of the explosion and thrown far away on the grass.

Jiang stopped trying to see clearly, he tried his best to open his eyes, but all the scenes in the dim corridor shook violently in his vision. He shivered and gasped, his consciousness becoming more and more blurred, like an invisible giant hand engulfing his soul and falling into the abyss. His hand slowly lowered, and finally he fell into the boundless darkness before he could see the comer.

The foreground is gradually blurring, the black clouds above the head are gradually turning into a blank, the sharp pain is slowly disappearing, but the body is becoming lighter and lighter, not falling, but floating upward......

The breath in the body seemed to be touched, and it turned over the river and the sea. There was a wave of nausea in his abdomen, as if a stream of air was hitting his heart. I was like stepping on a cloud for a moment, my mind was swollen in front of me, and then there was another rush, and in a trance, the blood on the ground was getting closer and closer, and finally invaded the whole field of vision.

Yingqiong felt dizzy and shivering all over her body, and fell to the ground, only hearing the faint sound of thunder in her ears, her body was like a small boat in the ocean meeting stormy waves, shaking, and drowsy for a while.

The palm wind came violently, hitting the chest impartially, Yan Zizhan was shocked to the wall by external forces, his body was like tattered cotton wool, fluttering, only to feel that his internal organs were displaced, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

In a hurry, Yan Yu only heard a muffled sound of "bang!", he hit the trunk of the tree in the rolling, almost squeezing his lungs out of his throat, and his body stopped sliding, and it took a long time for him to slowly wake up from the sharp pain in his limbs.

Jing Ling caught the iron hook in the air, broke through the acupoint clamp, and pressed Xie Yun back on the couch with a bang! The weight of that press could simply shatter the bones of a person's body, Xie Yun's eyes were black, his ears were buzzing, and a large stream of fishy sweetness rushed up to his throat, and he couldn't hear any sound for a long time. It felt like a soul had left his body, and he didn't know if he had lost consciousness, or if he had fainted and then woken up with a sharp pain.

Pei Shaojing was already a little dazed, so he might as well be pulled by Mu Nianjiao's whip and staggered, and when he saw someone falling to the ground with blood gushing from his neck, he was immediately frightened and completely awakened.

The heavenly fire that had just eroded Jiang Shuying, as if it was going to bury her, was still raging outside, but it was already like a world away.

Jiang Shuying gasped violently, and the little half-immortal raised his eyes suddenly, only to see Jiang Shuying looking down at the little half-immortal with a smile.

The smile was very shallow, but the smile was very deep, as if it could not be concealed from the heart and from the bottom of the eyes, as if the jewel treasure could not be buried at last, and a gorgeous and charming light flashed from the canyon.

Bai Xiaochun put on the appearance of a master, as if he felt arrogant and couldn't find an opponent, and when he sighed, he stepped out of his body and arrived in front of another fourth-layer man with aura. The big man let out a wild roar, and his whole body cultivation exploded, urging the flying sword in front of him to go straight to Bai Xiaochun, but Bai Xiaochun's speed was faster, after the immortal immortal immortal skill cultivated the immortal iron sheet, Bai Xiaochun's body and speed were already very amazing, and at this moment, he avoided the flying sword in a flash, still clenched his right hand into a fist, and fell with a punch. With a bang, the big man let out a terrible scream, blood spurted out, and his body was suddenly rolled up, and there was no big tree behind him to block him, but he was swept out more than ten zhang away, and fell to the ground, his internal organs were trembling, he couldn't get up, and he was almost dying.

Bai Shuilan and Lan'er immediately used their bodies to form a triangle with the body of the tree, firmly surrounding Gu Yanyan in it. As soon as she was encircled, Bai Shuilan's body shook violently, and Gu Yanyan looked at it, and her head, which was already filled with mixed thoughts, seemed to have been hit hard again by a hammer of dozens of catties, and her body, which had stabilized for a moment, trembled uncontrollably again.

Gong Qing smiled and took a small bite. Suddenly, she felt her brain go up as if a wave of heat had rushed up her spine and rushed to the top of her head. Immediately after, the heat wave seemed to explode, spreading to all the limbs of the body, the feeling of dizziness became more and more intense, and the cup in front of him seemed to have a halo of light, and it was far and near, as if it was floating on the water. She hurriedly raised her head and stopped looking at the wine glass, but the scene in front of her seemed to have a halo of light, blurry and flickering. Bursts of heat poured up from the soles of my feet, and gradually my eyes became hot, and I wanted to cry.

The little half-immortal struggled out, grabbed Jiang Shuying, and when she heard the sound of her clothes, Li Shubai finally couldn't bear it anymore and turned to look at her. Outside the door, the plum fell like snow, and the scattered petals were swept into the house by the wind, brushing her ears and hitting his cheeks. The soft touch, with the dark fragrance on her body, suddenly made his heart ripple with huge ripples. Like a storm of wind, it poured down and drowned out his consciousness. He couldn't take it anymore and hurried towards her departing back. Before Huang Zibian could turn back, he had already raised his arms and hugged her tightly.

"Your Highness wake up, wake up!" On the couch, the two big maids, Yan Hong and Cuiliu, tried their best to suppress Li Xian, who was roaring like crazy, although the poor two girls were born plump, when it came to physical strength, they were just weak women, how could they hold down such a strong person as Li Xian, they were so anxious that Yan Hong's tears rained down, and they cried regardless of it.

One big and one small were slowly hurrying, and walking in front was a woman in white, with wide robes and big sleeves, black hair like a waterfall, light footwork, and a happy expression. Walking behind was a young man in white, carrying a small package on his back, all dressed in white had turned gray, a handsome face had lost his lustre, his eyes were dull, and his mouth was still muttering weakly.

The two landed on the lake at the same time, but fortunately, at this time, the fire finally dissipated, and the little half-fairy was choked enough, but he still immediately went to check Jiang Shuying's injury, and saw that she was injured, and felt very guilty, Jiang Shuying said: "Don't worry, I'm fine." ”

Xiao Banxian saw that she was injured so badly, how could she rest assured, but she was worried about Mo Liunian in her heart.

If life is only as first seen, parting is more than ancient and modern, the first love is so poignant, half of the heart is missing here, half of the love is so strange, there is no sadness of parting, the broken heart, what is there to hurt, I don't care about the passing of time and again, the water transits, do not stop for anything, like the snow, the sun is sprinkled, and disappears without a trace.

So I traveled through thousands of years in reincarnation, experienced many things in the world, searched for answers after life, tried life after life, but I failed to find the answers, experienced life, old age, sickness, and death in the world, and felt all the pain and suffering of life, the separation with relatives, and the separation from friends.

The years turn, the mountains and rivers are far away. This rolling red dust is too difficult to walk, and from the beginning, it is destined to be a road of no return that is difficult to turn back. On this path, there are many invisible dark breaths that will continue to consume you, making you tense all your nerves to guard against it all the time.

Still, there are things that become good after loss. It is precisely because there is an end that there is a point in living. Whether it is stranded or blocked, or rested, they should not be ignored and endured willingly. People should recognize what they are bound to lose. However, if you occasionally look back at something that you don't know when you will lose, and then treat it as a treasure and cherish it, and have a quiet drink alone, that happiness must also exist.

Jiang Shuying stood up and said, "Go and finish your business." After speaking, he appeared in his original form, turned into a huge nine-tailed white fox, and bowed down to the little half-immortal.

The little half-immortal understood, and let the nine-tailed fox run back and forth, he didn't know why Jiang Shuying appeared here, but he was really grateful to her, if she hadn't come, he might not have been able to get the emperor flow pulp at all.

The speed of the nine-tailed fox was very fast, and when he saw that figure, the heart of the little half-immortal could be considered to land.

Mo Liunian had been guarding that vitality, his eyes were staring tightly, and he didn't dare to blink until the little half-immortal walked in front of her, and she didn't wait until he came back.

Mo Liunian's face could no longer be described as difficult, and his body was shrouded in a layer of gray death, but when he saw the little half-immortal, his eyes still glowed: "You're back." ”

The little half-immortal immediately stuffed an emperor flow pulp into Mo Liunian's mouth: "Swallow it quickly." ”

The effect of Emperor Flowing Pulp is really magical, after swallowing two, Mo Liunian's spirit is much better, she asked, "Have you swallowed it?"

The little half-immortal also swallowed one, and a warm breath slowly invaded the soul, smoothing the wounds on the soul little by little.

"Ahh He turned his head and saw that the young girl in her robe, covered in blood, had her hands raised high, her face was white and calm, and the large stone she had lifted had fallen on him again. The righteous disciple's fingers stretched out, and his lips trembled, but he didn't say a word, and he fell down with gold stars in his eyes and bleeding from his forehead.

There is no dream in the flowering period, the dust edge becomes cold, and the waiting before the mirror flower moon is like smoke and wind, which has torn your heart very painfully. The free flying flowers are as light as a dream, and the boundless rain is as thin as sorrow. Why does the boat of life run aground in the world of emotions but cannot return to Hong Kong in a delusion? Why is there a kind of pain that is so haggard and withered but cannot be spoken, and in the end it is only an unforgettable death? Since the flowers bloom only for a moment, why are you sad?

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