Chapter 115: Prologue

After Lu Ying won, she went down the mountain early and rushed to her residence, for some reason, she always had an indescribable throbbing.

As soon as she flew to her cottage, she saw a beautiful woman playing the piano by the lake, and next to her sat a woman who kept pouring wine into her mouth.

Lu Ying frowned slightly, she walked forward quickly, and asked with a puzzled face, "Why did Senior Sister Li Yue take Senior Sister Wang Mengya to drink in front of my door?"

"Could it be...... What's going on?"

Both of them are inner disciples, and they have their own cave mansions in Daoxuan, if it weren't for something wrong, it shouldn't be possible to gather in front of their own door.

The woman who was lowering her head to stroke the qin showed a trace of unbearability on her face, and she sighed: "Do you smell what is in her wine jug carefully?"

Lu Ying's nose moved, and the pupils of her eyes suddenly shrank, revealing disbelief.

At this moment, she suddenly had an extremely terrifying thought in her mind, and Lu Ying asked with a complicated face: "The taste emanating from this wine gourd is extremely bitter, and it is impossible for ordinary medicine to reach this level, is this a sorrowful soup?"

Broken Sorrow Soup is a unique secret medicine of the Demon Dao Concept of Immortality, and its medicine is extremely bitter, and ordinary people will feel that life is worse than death when they get a drop in their mouths.

Although this medicine is bitter, the greatest use is to forget the feelings, anyone who takes this medicinal soup will forget the most sincere emotions in their hearts in an instant, but any monk who cultivates no more than the golden pill will not be spared.

This is a legendary thing that can forget all worries, all love and hatred when you drink it.

Life in the world, how hard it is, if the person who suffers greatly in his heart drinks it, it is actually a relief, and he completely breaks with the past.

The people you love, the things you can't let go, the persistent thoughts, and the entanglements in the rolling red dust will all disappear forever with the broken sorrow soup into the throat.

When you swallow it, you want to say it and stop, and when you look back sadly, whether it is reluctance or the determination to cut off the water, it doesn't matter anymore.

The girl leaning on the guqin and wearing a red wedding dress looked extremely sad, she shook the wine gourd in her hand and let out a sad sigh.

"It's gone...... Senior sister, can you give me another gourd......"

Li Yue took out a new gourd from the storage ring and handed it to the girl wearing a wedding dress beside her.

The girl took the gourd, drank it all in one gulp, stretched out her trembling hand, and threw the empty gourd aside.

"Again!!"

Li Yue shook her head, looked at the nine empty gourds behind her, and whispered comfort: "You have already drunk a lot, nine is the limit, if you drink again, I'm afraid you won't even be able to save your life." ”

"If you continue to indulge like this, you will die!!"

When Wang Mengya heard this, countless crystal clear tears suddenly welled up from the corners of her eyes, she lowered her head, and it took a long time before she spoke.

"I've lost my family to buy these soups. He did so much to forget about him, but now he's still there!"

"An ordinary monk is in unbearable pain after taking a sip, and he can forget the emotions in his heart after three sips, why can't I forget him after drinking a full nine gourds?"

Li Yue sighed, she hadn't seen someone who was infatuated, but people like the girl in front of her only lived in legends.

Counting up to three thousand years in the cultivation realm, Jindan cultivates to the following, and the people who can drink the soup of broken sorrow as water can be counted on five fingers.

Li Yue originally wanted to persuade her to give up, but at this moment, she herself gave up first.

Perhaps for Wang Mengya, it is more uncomfortable to die than to forget.

Li Yue handed another gourd to Wang Mengya, and she still drank it in one gulp.

"Alas!"

Lu Ying shook her head, she sat down beside them and stopped Li Yue, who continued to take the medicine and wine.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Why did Senior Sister become like this?"

"This ......" Li Yue thought for a long time, she was silent for a long, long time before she slowly spoke.

He is Qin Yu, the second son of the prime minister of Chu State, he is rich in five cars, he is eight buckets tall, and his face is even more handsome, and there are countless ladies in Chu who love him.

On this day, she still went to the State of Chu to receive offerings from the Emperor of Chu as in previous years.

When she walked out of the palace, she suddenly looked back and saw a man who amazed her.

Qin Yu is indeed the best in the world, but even so, his temperament is even more stubborn than that of a child.

On this day, he ran out of the wall, thinking of going to the palace to steal some wine and food, but as soon as he arrived at the main gate of the palace, he saw a woman who looked like a fairy.

He had just walked up to say hello, but the housekeeper in the house hurriedly ran over.

"Second son, the master has found you a new master again, and the master is now looking for you everywhere and asking you to go to the teacher's worship. ”

He shook his head secretly, rode on his horse and drove home, leaving Wang Mengya who was smiling.

He hurried home, went to the hall, and saw an old man with white hair, pacing in the antechamber with his hands behind his back.

Qin Yu was stunned, and he whispered: "The student is Qin Yu, I don't know what the teacher can teach the student?"

The old man stared at Qin Yu and didn't answer, his cold gaze kept sweeping over him.

"I'm here to teach you immortality!"

"Immortality?"

Qin Yu laughed, he waved his hand, and shouted coldly: "Come on, throw this magic stick out to me!"

"Slow ......"

......

"The girl is very good-looking, and she doesn't seem to be a worldly person?"

Wang Mengya was listening to music in the teahouse when she suddenly heard a man's voice.

She smiled lightly, looked up at Qin Yu and said softly, "It's not true!

Since the girl claims to be a heavenly person, doesn't she trample the sky under her feet?"

"So what?"

"You!!"

A burst of fragrant fragrance came to the tip of his nose, and Qin Yu's mood gradually relaxed.

"If the girl's words reach the ears of His Majesty the Emperor, I'm afraid he won't be able to tolerate you!"

The emperors of the world called themselves the Son of Heaven and considered themselves to be the sons of Heaven.

But the people of heaven trampled the sky under their feet.

Can such a thief emperor tolerate it?

Will he be able to keep such a rebellious person?

I can't leave it behind!!

"If I recognize his identity as the emperor, he is the emperor, if I don't recognize it, he will have to give way obediently!"

The atmosphere froze instantly, and the air seemed a little heavy.

"His Majesty the Emperor is a natural nobleman, how can a person like you be judged?"

"Ridiculous! ridiculous!"

This conversation finally ended with Wang Mengya's sneer, even so, this finally planted a bane in the hearts of the two of them.

......

One day, Qin Yu walked through the imperial city and saw ten miles of epiphany, blooming one after another, and the plants were delicate.

Against the backdrop of the setting sun, the purple flower receptacle trembled slightly, bringing bursts of fragrance to the entire imperial city.

The petals, layer by layer, piece by piece, like heavy snow, this spectacle has never been heard of or seen for thousands of years.

"Epiphyllum blooms only at night, often for only a few hours......"

"But today, I don't allow it to be like this!!"

"I will, it can bloom in the sunset!!I will, it can bloom all day long!!"

"Your so-called providence is indisobedient, and in my eyes it is nothing more than ......"

Qin Yu took a deep breath, he stared intently at the palace woman floating in mid-air, and smiled softly.

"It was me who was wrong!"

"I'm willing to make you a compensatory situation!" he bowed his head and said earnestly: "Girl, would you like to accompany me for an hour, and we will see all the flowers in this imperial city together?"

She fell from the sky and laughed in a low voice, "It's pretty much the same!"

Qin Yu turned his back, and there was a haze hidden between his eyebrows.

......

Li Yue turned around and glanced at Wang Mengya, and said softly: "I don't know what happened later, I only know that on the day she put on her wedding dress and married Qin Yu, all her cultivation was taken away." ”

"After her cultivation was taken away, her body was already weak, and she drank so much medicinal wine at the moment, I am afraid that she will not live for three hours......"

"That guy worshipped a ninth-level loose cultivator and learned a crooked way, but it's a pity that your senior sister suffered......"

Lu Ying listened to her words and felt very sad in her heart, she clenched her hands and frowned deeply.

"I'm going to help her take revenge, this trip will definitely break Qin Yu's kid into pieces!"

"That's it!"

Li Yue shook her head secretly, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingers, and sighed.

"Everyone in the Qin Mansion died at the hands of Qin Yu, he killed his brother and father and fell into the Demon Dao, counting the time, he should also become the inner disciple of the Netherworld Sect at this moment. ”

"He has the help of Senior Sister Wang Mengya's cultivation, and his fellow initiates have almost no opponents, but I'm afraid that you will meet him sooner or later. ”

Lu Ying snorted coldly, turned to look at the woman in red who was hiding her face and crying, she said word by word: "If he participates in this ceremony, I will never spare his life!"

"Alas!"

"The master said that she had a love calamity in her life, and if she couldn't get through, she would definitely die, and she didn't expect to be a ......."

In this world, only love is trapped.

After listening to Wang Mengya's deeds, there was always a thick sadness lingering in Lu Ying's heart.

Sometimes, only you know if it's worth it.

Sometimes, only you understand if you don't regret it.

Senior Sister Wang Mengya is a cultivator at the pinnacle of foundation building, what she has learned is the orthodox inheritance of Daoxuan, how can mortals calculate?

No matter how that mortal strategizes, as long as the senior sister is half vigilant, she will not be harmed by him.

It's a pity......

Senior sister never believed in fate in her life, and in the end she was blinded by fate......

In terms of complications, there are not a few people in the world who want to get love but can't get it, and after recognizing such a reality, some people choose to deceive themselves, not knowing that they will regret their stubbornness and stubbornness in the future.

Some people may try a life full of bitterness with enthusiasm and clumsiness, only to get physical and mental exhaustion, deep scars on the bones.

In the face of betrayal, everyone is sad and insignificant, even if a person who cultivates like Senior Sister still falls into this fate.

I don't know when she'll figure it out, when she'll be able to figure it out......

There are only three hours left, is it too late?

If you want to forget, you can't forget, that unforgettable emotion is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, this is probably the most desperate thing for her!

Qin Yu...... It's a pity......

In this life, you will live in the pursuit of Dao Xuanzong...... until death......