"I thought you weren't coming back. Qing Ge saw that he was with the light, and a glimmer of light lit up in his lifeless eyes.

"You are also a vast number of sentient beings, and the poor monk will naturally not see death without help. He Guang Tongchen raised his sleeves and put Qing Ge down from the tree, carried him into the inner room, rested on the bed, and said, "What's more, the poor monk still owes you a life." ”

It turned out that in his heart, she was no different from all living beings, Qing Ge was indescribably bitter in his heart, but he still smiled reluctantly, and said, "You owe your life, I can't be with you when I'm alive, and I don't want to be forgotten by you when I'm dead." ”

Her voice was soft, as if she was too weak to speak. He Guang Tongchen heard her grievances and discomfort, but he didn't know how to comfort her.

Seeing that Heguang Tongchen was silent, she said again, "I'm dead, you have to live well, I don't want you to return it with your life, so many people are eyeing her, if you die, who will protect her." ”

When Qing Ge said this, his heart was clenched, his throat was choked, his eyes were so sour that he couldn't be sour anymore, and as soon as his eyelids moved, hot tears were about to fall.

And the light and dust are still silent.

Qing Ge's voice was a little choked, but he still forced a smile, "Finally, if you accompany me for two hours, you should pay off everything you owe me." ”

"You say. ”

He Guang Tongchen sat down at the table by himself, fiddling with the tea cup on the table, and his tone was not cold.

Xu is that the moonlight tonight is too lingering, even if he is cold and indifferent, she also feels that there are some years of quiet peace.

"Now I really regret it, I'd rather not ask you in this life, I'd rather you have a pure heart like your previous life......" Qing Ge looked at the light and dust with a blurry expression of three points of yearning, "There is no love, there are no three thousand troubles, only Sanskrit sound with green lanterns......"

"This is the robbery of the poor monks, and I can't hide from it. ”

"No, back then, I was forced to die and entangled day by day, and I went to the Moon God Temple to secretly tie the marriage line between me and you, and forcibly pulled a piece of earthly relationship between you and me, so that your Buddha heart was disturbed, and I had to fall into the mortal calamity. ”

Xu is a person who is dying and his words are good, Qing Ge will be robbed by Jing Wuchen and tell the story, and the light and dust are just smiling, anyway...... This has nothing to do with him.

He asked casually while fiddling with the teacup, "The poor monk wants to know, how much did you participate in tonight's night attack?" ”

Qing Ge remembered the sentence he said to Yu Xi, "Your sister gave birth to a son", and he already knew that the mother and son were safe.

With a long sigh, she smiled, "Even if I am broken, I still can't save you after all." ”

Jing Wuchen once said that the goddess's heart painting will be his next life.

So before being sealed, she had assassinated the unconscious painting heart, but because the Emperor of Heaven obstructed it, she never succeeded.

He Guang Tongchen didn't care what she was for, he only sneered, "You are still the same as back then, even if you resent her, but the young son is innocent, how can you do it together." ”

Qing Ge knew that what he said was that she only saved him in the sea of fire, but did not save the pair of sin slaves, and let them bury themselves in the sea of fire and burn to ashes.

But this time...... If he hadn't suddenly found the Wushuang Pavilion to ask the goddess for tears, she wouldn't have agreed to do it tonight.

Her life was short, and she didn't want to explain, so she only sneered and said, "Cutting grass is the most taboo and not eradicating the roots, this truth...... Don't you understand?"

"Her root is not just the child in her womb, don't you know what her identity is? If you have her blood on your hands, no one will let you go!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Qing Ge's eyes as he looked at him, he knew the identity of the painting heart, and he regained his memory?