Ye Qianqiu never thought that he would see the person in front of him.

"Young Palace Master, it's good to see you again. The woman who was bound by the iron chain raised her voice with pleasure: "My subordinates have been waiting for you for 7,200 years. ”

Ye Qianqiu's hands clenched tightly, and then let go violently. Hanging his head, he replied: "You recognized the wrong person, I am not a young palace master." ”

With that, he lifted his feet and stepped back.

"Young Palace Master!" the woman spoke again.

Ye Qianqiu stopped, she couldn't walk. The three words of the young palace master fixed her in place.

"Young palace master. The woman's voice was joyful again: "You can't fool your subordinates." For 7,200 years, his subordinates have been in this place, and although the voice and appearance of the young palace master have changed, the young palace master is the young palace master. Even if you are reincarnated a thousand times, your subordinates will recognize you at a glance. ”

"Ling Bing loves beauty so much, you are not her. Ye Qianqiu gritted her teeth and denied: "I forgot about her a long time ago!"

Ling Bing, this name, Ye Qianqiu has forgotten, this is a name that has been forgotten for more than ten years. Together with Ye Qianqiu's previous life, it was sealed in the depths of her memory.

"Young Palace Master, you are laughing. ”

"Lingxiao Palace doesn't exist anymore. Ye Qianqiu spoke again, this time his voice was much heavier: "I am no longer a young palace master." ”

The atmosphere fell silent, and this time, the woman who was chained stopped talking.

This kind of silence lasted for a long time, so long that Ye Qianqiu was ready to leave, and the woman asked cautiously: "Young palace master, can you tell your subordinates about what happened after their deaths?"

"Die?you?" Ye Qianqiu was stunned for a moment, and then stared dead in the direction where the woman was. The woman's body was shining with light, Ye Qianqiu thought it was spiritual light before, but now it seems that it is more like the brilliance of the soul.

"Young master, just tell your subordinates. "The woman with only the soul left, is still coquettish.

Ye Qianqiu couldn't walk anymore, sighed, and slowly sat on the ground: "Lingxiao Palace is broken, the palace is martyred, and I also died in that battle." ”

In fact, there is nothing to say about this, from prosperity to decline, it is just the temptation of a Tianshui Linggen to others, and it is just the sorrow of a person who can't protect the person he wants to protect.

It was precisely because of this sadness that when he saw Liu Xidu's struggle, Ye Qianqiu couldn't stand by.

After being silent for a long time, Ye Qianqiu raised his head and looked at the woman who was chained: "Ling Bing, now I am an ordinary monk in the cultivation realm, forget about the young palace master, let's call me Ye Qianqiu in the future." ”

"Chiaki. Ling Bing's voice was a little ethereal: "The Thousand Autumns of the Thousand Generations, Young Palace Master, you really want to revitalize my Ling Xiao Palace." ”

Revitalization?Ye Qianqiu shook his head with a wry smile. This is all a matter of the previous life, and in this life, she is hesitant to even re-cultivate.

"In this case, it shouldn't be in vain for so many years to be subordinate. Ling Bing looked at Ye Qianqiu with a smile, his eyes were very gentle: "It's a pity, after so many years of consumption, the strength of the subordinates is too little, please don't dislike it." ”

Dislike?

Ye Qianqiu was still puzzled, but found that Ling Bing's whole person lit up. No, not only did Ling Bing light up, but all the chains that chained Ling Bing also lit up.

The spiritual light flowed along the chain towards Ye Qianqiu's location. On Ling Bing's side, the light began to dim.

Ling Bing was already dead, and what was in front of him was Ling Bing's divine soul. Ye Qianqiu's eyes widened suddenly, and his soul was dim, which meant that his soul was unstable, and once his soul lost its strength, Ling Bing would disappear forever.

"You're crazy!" Ye Qianqiu scolded: "So you don't even have a chance to be reincarnated!"

While scolding, Ye Qianqiu wanted to transfer the spiritual power back. It's a pity that she didn't have time, the spiritual power over there was transmitted too fast, so fast that Ye Qianqiu couldn't send the spiritual power back at all.

Like Chili, who was blown up at the beginning, Ye Qianqiu couldn't refuse Ling Bing's sacrificial spiritual power at this time.

"Don't ......" Ye Qianqiu knelt down.

Kneel down in front of this former subordinate.

"Young Palace Master, he said that as long as the seven of us can wait for you, we will definitely be able to send you to ascend. Ling Bing's voice had become ethereal: "I really want to see the appearance of the young palace master soaring!"

The light disappeared completely, and the chains that had been hanging in the air also fell. The chain smashed against the mountain wall with a crisp sound. Ye Qianqiu knelt in front of the door, his face completely lost.

Who is he?

Which are the seven of you?

Why, my ascension, has cost you?

Ye Qianqiu was desperate, covered his face with his hands, and cried out with a whimper.

In the darkness, a footstep sounded. After hearing Ye Qianqiu's cry, the weaving frost who had eased up followed the sound to find her.

Seeing Ye Qianqiu kneeling on the ground, Weaving Frost stopped. She didn't understand why Ye Qianqiu was suddenly so sad, but the instinct of the demon beast told her not to get close to Ye Qianqiu at this time.

After Ling Bing dissipated, there was no trace of aura around him. The door where they came in had also opened automatically.

A faint glimmer of light came out from that side.

Ye Qianqiu knelt for a long time, and when he wanted to stand up, his legs were no longer obedient. In the end, with the help of Frostweaver, she barely stood up, held on to the wall, and walked towards the exit.

The hot springs at the exit, having lost their spiritual power supply, have condensed into ice in an extremely cold climate.

Ye Qianqiu didn't have the strength, and sat by the door, watching the frost chisel the ice. But his thoughts drifted far away, as far as the previous life a long, long time ago.

Ling Bing was a very lively monk, and female cultivators, especially those of the Water Spirit Root, were rarely so lively.

The female monks of the Water Spirit Root are either other people's Ding Furnace, cultivating for others, day and night, or in order not to be other people's Ding Furnace, they are rapidly improving their cultivation and are reluctant to give up day and night. Lively, joyful, for them, can only be a luxury.

Of course, there is also a force that can protect them, and this force is Lingxiao Palace.

Lingxiao Palace, only accepts disciples of the water spirit root. The water system technique of Lingxiao Palace is very powerful.

Ye Qianqiu didn't know how the lively and cheerful Ling Bing became what she saw today, in the last life, when she last saw Ling Bing, Ling Bing was about to leave Ling Xiao Palace.

Young palace master, he said, let his subordinates go with him, he will be very good to his subordinates......

Young Palace Master, you said, when your subordinates join the way, do you wear the red wedding dress of the mortal world, or the feather robe of our Lingxiao Palace......

Boom!

A large piece of ice fell in front of Ye Qianqiu, recalling her thoughts. As soon as he looked up, he saw Weaving Frost staring at him viciously. Zhishuang muttered in a language that Ye Qianqiu didn't understand, meaning that Ye Qianqiu didn't have to guess, she must be dissatisfied that she was in a daze here.

Ye Qianqiu glanced at his hand, and then waved his sleeve. A torrent of water erupted from the ground, pushing the ice out of the pool.

Seeing the scene in front of her, Weaving Frost's eyes widened.

"Let's go back. Ye Qianqiu said weakly: "Here, there shouldn't be a Purple Flame Ice Lotus." ”

Weaving frost turned into a prototype, carrying Ye Qianqiu on his back, one person and one demon passed through the wind and snow, and went to Yanjun's town.

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