Jimo looked at Chu Xiaoyi and said, "I know, because of that incident, you hate me very much, but you should understand that since you have embarked on this road, there will never be a way back, if you want to take revenge, now is the best opportunity." ”

Chu Xiaoyi smiled and retreated, a crystal tear hung from the corner of the girl's eye, "You are forcing me to kill you, you really think that I dare not kill you." ”

Jimo closed his eyes, supported the ground with his arms, sat firmly against the cave wall, and exhaled, "I don't want to explain, if you want to do it, then you can do it now, and when your strength recovers, I will never show mercy." ”

Chu Xiaoyi smiled with tears in her eyes, stumbled to the entrance of the cave, hid her face and wept, and the black fog rolled behind her.

She's only fifteen, why?

This is obviously an age that should be carefree, she has a brother who loves her, why should she face all this, why did Jimo force her, could it be that there is nothing else in his mind except killing.

Killing and killing, who is it going to kill, why is God so ruthless, to let her an ignorant girl carry so much.

Jimo sat up straight, pinched the trick to recover the injuries in his body, he didn't have too much guilt for Chu Xiaoyi's helplessness, he was not a cold-blooded person, nor was he a self-inflicted amorous person, if someone wanted to kill him, he would never wash his neck and wait for the butcher's knife to come.

For Chu Xiaoyi, he was more sorry.

"You let me go in Jingshou Village, this time, I won't kill you, it's even if it's even, don't let me meet you next time." The girl turned to look at Jimo, her teeth clenching her lower lip, and the piercing beads of blood dripped down.

She raised her hand and threw out a ball of brilliance, and said, "This flower is called smallpox, the master asked me to bring it to you, and the next time we meet, you and I will never die." ”

With that, the girl jumped down from the ice cave and ran towards the vast sea of snow, her figure disappearing into the hazy distance, her ponytail spread out, her long hair dancing in the wind.

Jimo closed his eyes and sighed slightly, turned his head to look at the three-color strange flower hanging in front of him, this peanut has three petals, red like red fire, blue like Xuanbing, yellow like thick soil.

Eight stamens, eight colors, respectively represent a kind of reason, or rule, or avenue, or order, the central flower column, particularly prominent, only nine minutes long, highlighting the flower bones outside.

This is the most magical flower in heaven and earth, looking for the three worlds, this is the only one.

Jimo's fingers trembled slightly, he raised his hand to catch this strange flower, and put it in front ......of him, this flower, he was very familiar with it, "Senior sister gave me this flower?

Jimo Zhihai was slightly shocked, the person Yan Ran was looking for, was it herself, senior sister accepted Chu Xiaoyi as an apprentice?

He smiled softly and bitterly, clenched the brilliance in his hand, and asked Chu Xiaoyi to bring this smallpox, why didn't she come in person, where did she go, and what did she encounter?

In the apocalyptic disaster not long ago, can the senior sister be okay? Jimo was worried in his heart, although Yan Ran had the strength to return to the realm, but in that kind of destruction calamity, it was difficult for the most holy to survive, but he thought that even Chu Xiaoyi was fine, and Yan Ran should not be fine, and his heart was relieved.

Looking down at the smallpox supplement, he lost his strength at the beginning and was almost abolished, so he relied on a smallpox stamen to restore his strength.

Jimo twisted to a stamen, suddenly the finger belly was cut, a drop of blood fell on the ceiling, a light and shadow flashed from the flower, white clothes and white hair, do not eat the fireworks of the world, ethereal dust, her eyes are cold and ruthless, and her long hair is windless and automatic.

"Senior sister...... Jimo's fingertips trembled slightly, looking at the phantom, he understood that this was not Yan Ran himself, but just a mark of Yan Ran, which would soon dissipate.

"Senior brother, when you see this image, don't read me again, after this time, you and I may not have a chance to see each other again.

Before you want to find the end of the world, you have come to the front again, you are the person I am looking for, the reincarnation of the human king, but you have not yet awakened the memory of your previous life, and it is even more difficult to return to the peak in a short period of time.

There is a great threat from you in the human world, and I will remove him now and cut off the obstacles in front of you.

Before the alternation of the two ancients, within a hundred years, although he could no longer come to the human world, he could be manipulated in the dark, you must be careful, the previous Yanchen and dragonflies, including the current Chu Xiaoyi, were all chess pieces arranged by him.

Although I cut off Chu Xiaoyi and his cause and effect, there is no guarantee that he still has other backhands, you must be careful. ”

The fairy in white raised her finger and stroked Jimo's cheek, her fingertips were illusory, the powder of light floated in the air, and her cold eyes finally melted.

"When I find you, my mission of existence is over, the Three Realms are so big, you and I may not have the opportunity to meet again, don't think about it from now on.

Forgive me for lying to you and not telling you the truth, but I am actually a doppelganger of Hades, and although I did exist, I could never go against the king's wishes.

In your long life, I am just a faint trace, and I will eventually forget that the road ahead is long, and with the refining heart by your side, you will not be lonely. ”

Light and shadow withdrew his jade fingers, his hands were gently squeezed together, and a smile was revealed from the heart, "The road to enlightenment is long, although you have a refining heart by your side, you must also remember to take care of yourself, you will think about him, and you will lose yourself alone." ”

Yan Ran smiled, "It's a pity that I don't have a chance to see you climb to the top again, but this regret, this farewell or permanent, don't think, don't think, don't think, if it's fate, you and I will meet, if not, forget me completely!"

She turned her gaze to the smallpox and said, "This smallpox is ordered by the king to be found by me, although it can't let you ascend to the sky in one step, but it can make up for the defects of the holy womb and reach the realm of innocence, the immortal body."

This flower is first sealed in the 'heart of the world', and then gradually refined, until it reaches the Dao Spirit Realm, after it is thoroughly refined, heaven and man are one, and you can become an emperor, at this moment I will tell you this refining method, you must remember, remember......"

"Senior sister......" Jimo raised his finger, grabbed the light and shadow, raised his hand Yanran, stopped halfway, Jimo withdrew in disappointment, fell to the ground and smiled bitterly, and let the smallpox rush into the dantian and enter the black beads.

In front of him, Yanran's figure gradually dissipated, turning into light and rain from under his body.

"Don't read it!" Yan Ran raised her finger, and finally hooked it with Jimo's fingers, but it turned into a rain of light, and it disappeared, and the shadow was like a shining light, a spark of stars, drifting away with the wind, and no longer existed.

Jimo sat paralyzed on the ice, his eyes were distracted, his pupils were dull, Yanran was gone, gone forever, in order to clear the obstacles for him and clear the way forward, he left forever, leaving only a small pox.

He was distracted and unable to sit on the ground, feeling that his whole body was being emptied, and the ending came so suddenly that he was unprepared.

When was it, Jimo just wanted to be in a corner, just quietly watching Yanran's life, watching her smile, watching her frown, watching her sort out the mess in her ears, he never begged, just pleaded.

In this life, half of the years with memories are Yanran, closing her eyes and thinking about her senior sister smirking, passing under the attic, carefully looking up at the wind chimes at the foot of the building, maybe one day, you can get a look back.

Jimo never thought that one day Yanran would leave, just like that, and come quietly, just as she quietly walked into his life, integrating every inch of emotion and every action.

Maybe the years are long, and on the long ancient road of the starry sky, the two will only go farther and farther, and the number of times they will see each other will become less and less, but Jimo never thought that he would never see each other again, so he quietly separated, leaving no trace.

Jimo gasped softly, leaned against the cave wall, the tip of his nose was a little sour, in this life, he had too many reluctant people, but only Yanran was the one he never thought would be different.

There will be no time in the future!

Jimo clenched his fists, the blood was left in the palm of his hand, dripping on the ground, he hammered the cave wall hard, his hand broke, the blood stained the red ice wall, he did not stop, but covered his face and lay on the cave wall, feeling the weirdness of the tip of his nose.

He has never been so out of shape as he is now, he is so helpless as he is now, he doesn't know what to do, when he returned from Shenzhou and got the news that Lao Mo seemed to have passed away, he didn't have such a gaffe.

A mouthful of steel teeth was almost crushed, Jimo grabbed his messy hair hard, closed his eyes and choked tears, gasping heavily, and felt that his breathing seemed to be choked and seemed to stop.

He pressed his big hand on his face, rubbed his face vigorously, slammed his fist on the cave wall, and lay on the ground and sneered softly, "Jimo, you're a fucking ......"

He choked up, a tear finally broke out of the corner of his eye, his eyelashes were wet, the blood on his hands was dripping, staining the ice under him red, he scratched his face, tore his black hair, hugged his head between his knees, and cried bitterly.

When did Jimo feel so helpless, so self-blaming, Yanran left like this, he was like a child in an instant, out of shape, hugging his head and crying, tearing his scalp, trying to awaken the numb nerves.

Yanran is the only one, for Jimo, Yanran is irreplaceable, transcendent existence, this very complicated feeling, has long exceeded the little bit of begging in my heart, rising to an irreplaceable height, no one can replace this only feeling.

Jimo lost his temper, choked up, and cried bitterly.

A monk who entered the realm of the void actually hugged his head and cried like a mortal.

He had never been so helpless, so powerless, so guilty, so self-blaming, he pounded the ground hard, trying to use the pain to keep what little sanity he had, but he failed.

He fell to the ground and smiled bitterly, "King of People, reincarnation, why! Why let Senior Sister carry such a mission, Hades, you bastard......"

"Jimo, you bastard!"

He grinned and cried, lying paralyzed in the ice cave, sobbing the blockage in his nose, looking up at the roof of the cave, and seemed to see a vague figure again, it was a white dress, silver hair like a waterfall, never smiling, and his temperament was dusty, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.

Jimo grinned, "Senior sister, are you back?" I knew that you would definitely come back." ”

His lips were chapped, and he breathed the cold air peculiar to the ice cave on his back, staring at the roof of the cave, as if the Yiren were still there, and nodded lightly to him, maybe there was a chance, he could take a glimpse and smile when he saw it.

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