Li Qianmo was stunned when he suddenly heard a cold voice in his ears: "Are you getting along with another woman?

Li Qianmo's heart trembled when he heard this, and he turned his head to find that the peacock had lifted his hijab, and a pair of watery autumn pupils looked at him coldly, glowing with a desolate light, and tears were slowly increasing, shaking in his eyes.

He hurriedly said: "Peacock, things are not what you think, I will explain to you when I have the opportunity......

"What else to explain!" the peacock suddenly roared violently, and the scream startled everyone present, and the audience was suddenly silent, and everyone looked at the couple in amazement, eager to know what would happen next.

The peacock suddenly ripped off the red gauze hijab and threw it to the ground, and then took off the phoenix crown, a green silk suddenly hung down, she smashed the phoenix crown on the ground, and the pearl was sprinkled on the ground, Li Qianmo looked at the broken phoenix crown, and was sad in his heart, only repeating one sentence: "It's over, it's over, it's over......"

After the peacock smashed the phoenix crown, he was still angry, suddenly turned to face the guests, and said coldly: "All the famous masters of the cultivation world are here today, please be a witness for the juniors, the junior peacocks will break off with Li Qianmo from now on!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, they didn't expect this to be the result, but after thinking about it carefully, this result seemed to be normal, they looked at Li Qianmo gloatingly, only to see that Li Qianmo was stunned there at this time, silent, his eyes were dull, as if he was stunned.

After the peacock said those few words, he quickly rushed out of the Huiyue Palace, and went away against the wind, and after a while, a red shadow fell in front of the Huiyue Palace, which was actually the Xia curtain worn by the peacock.

Fang Yuxuan's brows were tightly knit at the moment, and he didn't know what Lu Dao was thinking, everyone in the hall was talking about it, and there was a lot of commotion, Bai Mu and Dan Chenzi looked at Li Qianmo who was still in a daze from afar, feeling sad for him in their hearts, and just wanted to come up to comfort him, but saw Fan Qinghuo walking in front of Li Qianmo, and asked coldly: "Do you want to see my sister and your child?"

Li Qianmo's eyes finally regained their brilliance, and he nodded and said, "Yes!"

"Come with me. Fan Qinghuo turned around abruptly and strode towards the outside of the Huiyue Palace, Li Qianmo followed, his back was a little lonely.

Fan Qinghuo took Li Qianmo out of Xiaoyao Valley and flew north, two days later, not far from the Demon Cultivation Cave, Fan Qinghuo took Li Qianmo and landed in a deep mountain.

Li Qianmo looked at the dense mountains and forests, and asked suspiciously, "The bell is here?"

Fan Qinghuo shook his head and said coldly: "No, I brought you here to change clothes, you can't wear this clothes to meet them." ”

Li Qianmo lowered his head and glanced at his shirt, only to find that the groom's clothes were still on his body, so he quickly took it off, changed into a green shirt and put it on, and then continued to fly forward with Fan Qinghuo.

After another two hours, the sun had turned west, and finally arrived at the Demon Cultivation Cave.

I saw a high mountain in front of me, like a group of people hugging together, very spectacular, Fan Qinghuo took him to the foot of a high mountain, silently recited in his mouth, pinched in his hands, and entered the mountain.

After a while, only the sound of "boom" was heard, the earth was trembling, the mountains were moving slowly, the left and right were separated, and a narrow rift valley was revealed at the back.

Fan Qinghuo took the lead and walked into the rift, and Li Qianmo followed behind him.

After walking forward for a while, at the end of the rift, a gate appeared, inlaid in the mountain, the door was all carved with white marble, and there were three big characters on the plaque - Cultivating Demon Cave.

Fan Qinghuo shouted at the door: "Open the door!"

The stone door slowly moved open, and some people shouted in unison: "Welcome back the young master!"

Fan Qinghuo took Li Qianmo into the gate, and after entering, he saw a passage, walked a few steps forward, and suddenly there were many forks in the road, Fan Qinghuo chose one casually, and continued to move forward, and there were many forks in the road, which was like a maze.

After walking in this complicated passage for a long time, there was a sudden light in front of me, and there was no road ahead, but a cliff.

Standing at the entrance of the cave and looking down, I saw that this was a huge valley, with countless attic palaces in the valley, located in the embrace of the mountains, and a huge magic circle in the sky, covering the entire valley, except for the sun and air, nothing could enter.

Looking at this valley in a daze, Li Qianmo sighed secretly: "Although it is not as beautiful as Xiaoyao Valley here, it is very imposing. ”

Fan Qinghuo glanced at him and snorted coldly: "We don't need you to praise us for cultivating the Demon Cave!"

Li Qianmo knew that he hated himself, so he didn't say much, but just asked, "Where is the bell?"

Fan Qinghuo glared at him fiercely, didn't say anything, flew into the air, turned southwest, and Li Qianmo followed with Yufeng.

The two of them flew to the top of a hill, which was a flat land, surrounded by weeds, and it was strange that there was a small road on such a desolate mountaintop, winding and winding, and I don't know where it leads.

After Fan Qinghuo fell, he kept moving along the path, and Li Qianmo followed patiently, guessing that the bell should be secluded on this mountain.

Finally, Fan Qinghuo suddenly stopped, pointed to the two green pines in front of him, and said coldly: "Just ahead, you go over." ”

Li Qianmo looked at the two green pines in amazement, his whole body was shocked, his face changed greatly, and he shook his head and muttered: "This is impossible." ”

He said that he walked to the two green pines in despair, the closer he got closer, the clearer he could see, and saw that between the two ancient green pines was a tomb, and the inscription on the tablet read: The tomb of his beloved daughter Fan Qingying, the payment is Fan Tian, that is, Fan Qingying's father.

Li Qianmo looked at the words on the tablet in a daze, for some reason, he felt cold all over his body, shivering with cold, and a feeling that his soul was withdrawn from his body, and when he heard Fan Qinghuo's footsteps come to his side, he turned his head to look at Fan Qinghuo.

"How can this be? how can this be?" asked Li Qianmo, pointing to the tombstone with a shudder.

"All this is thanks to you. Fan Qinghuo looked at the tombstone, his facial muscles trembled, tears shook in his eyes for several turns, and finally he couldn't help it, he bit it, and said, "Soon after Baimu sent my sister back, my uncle and I found out that she was pregnant, and my uncle and I asked her carefully, and only later did I know that she had something like that with you, although you were unconscious at the time, you can't blame you, but things have come to this point, everything is because of you." ”

When he said this, he knelt down in front of the tomb with a thud, Li Qianmo also knelt down in despair, Fan Qinghuo raised his sleeve to wipe away the tears on his face, and continued: " My sister's body is different from others, when she was in her mother's womb, her mother was injured, and then died, her life could not be saved, it was her father who forcibly took her out of her mother's body with great magical powers, and saved her life, although her life was saved, but she is different from normal people, she looks like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, she will never grow up, her mind will always be only seven years old, and she can't grow, and she can't give birth, once she is pregnant with a child, the moment the child is born, it is when she leaves this world。 ”

Li Qianmo finally understood what was going on when he heard this, and looked at Fan Qingying's tombstone sadly, muttering to himself sadly, as if talking to someone: "Why is the world so confusing, why ...... What have I done, what have I done......"

Fan Qinghuo looked at his sad appearance, and his heart suddenly felt much better, and said secretly: "You have a little conscience." As soon as he thought of this, he got up and said: "You accompany my sister here, I will arrange for my nephew to meet you as soon as possible, the time is pressing, and I don't know when Lu Dao's father will come out of the customs, if he knows that you have come to cultivate the demon cave, he will definitely take your life." ”

Li Qianmo turned his head to look at Fan Qinghuo, his heart warmed, and he nodded deeply: "Thank you, Brother Qinghuo." ”

Fan Qinghuo didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and immediately turned around and flew away, leaving Li Qianmo alone here.

Li Qianmo came to Fan Qingying's tombstone and sat down, stretched out his hand to touch the three words of Fan Qingying on the inscription, and muttered: "Bell, my brother has come to see you, are you happy?" His face was smiling, but his heart was dripping blood.

Remove the lid of the flask and slowly pour the wine over the tombstone, which soaks the tombstone and wafts into the distant woods with the wind.

"Bell, I remember that you like to hear me play the flute, so I'll play a song for you. He said that he took out the phoenix blood phoenix tail flute, put it to his mouth and played it slowly, and suddenly, the melodious flute sounded, spreading all over the mountains and forests, such as grievances, such as crying, and complaining.

The night is low, the moon is high, and the desolate flute still rings in the mountains and forests, and the evening breeze blows to every part of the mountains and forests.

In the early morning of the next day, the fog in the mountains was heavy, and the sound of the flute still did not stop, and I saw a cyan figure sitting in front of Fan Qingying's tomb, playing the flute, with white hair like frost and snow, scattered behind his back, it was Li Qianmo.

His heart was so tired, he saw his beloved leave his side again and again, and it was all because of himself, even if he was a heart made of King Kong, it was estimated that it was about to be smoothed out, and the death of the bell was a huge blow to him, so that he grew old overnight.

Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps in the quiet mountain forest, and a thirteen-year-old girl in white was jumping up.

Li Qianmo stopped playing the flute when he heard the footsteps, and his flute was only played for Fan Qingying, not for others.

When the girl came here, she saw that her eyebrows were like willow leaves, her eyes were big and bright, her eyelashes were slender, and she was lovely and beautiful.

The girl looked at Li Qianmo's back and asked timidly, "Grandpa, is it your flute?"

Li Qianmo didn't get up, turned his head to look at her, smiled and nodded: "It's me." ”

"Ah!" the girl covered her mouth and exclaimed when she saw Li Qianmo's young face, and said in horror, "Uncle, I'm sorry, I don't know if you're not an old grandfather, your hair is ......" She pointed to Li Qianmo's white hair in amazement, unable to speak.

Li Qianmo didn't know that his head was already white, he pulled a lock of hair and looked at it, smiled bitterly, and sighed loudly: "You don't see, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, like green silk turning into snow at dusk, female doll, one day, you will become the same as me." ”