The True Illusion Fairy looked at Fang Ling, who was standing proudly, and felt embarrassed in his heart. If Fang Ling was an ordinary monk, she could have people expel Fang Ling from the Zhenhuan Palace.

can even let people directly take the life of this young man, but now Fang Ling, that is the half-step power of beating Liu Qiushui and escaping.

According to cultivation, Fang Ling should be above her.

She didn't know about the situation that Yinchen and the two brought the Divine Concubine back then, after all, she didn't need to understand this kind of small thing, she just needed to see Hua Shuying come to Zhenhuan Palace, it was enough.

But it is conceivable that Fang Ling had to have his current cultivation at that time, and he would definitely not let the two of Yinyu and Yinchen take Hua Shuying away.

To see or not to see, these two thoughts kept rolling in her heart, so that the True Illusion Fairy, who had been in charge of Zhenhuan Palace for many years, couldn't make up her mind for a while.

Just when the True Illusion Fairy hesitated, Fang Ling had already taken a step forward and continued to move forward. He ignored the attitude of the True Illusion Fairy, and just walked towards the main peak of the Zhenhuan Palace.

Several of the primordial ancestors of the Zhenhuan Palace all looked at the True Illusion Fairy with inquiring eyes.

In their hearts, they were also reluctant to intercept it, after all, the battle just now made them feel Fang Ling's terrible.

If he and the others intercepted, then Fang Ling would be ruthless, and someone would definitely die.

And the person who died was definitely not Fang Ling!

In the face of these gazes, the True Illusion Fairy finally chose to be silent. If she opened her mouth at this time, there would be only one way to intercept.

But from her heart, she was also unwilling to intercept, and she did not dare to intercept.

There was only one hope in her heart at this time. That is, the two of them saw each other, and then Fang Ling left on his own.

Although in her heart. It wasn't likely, but she could hope for it. And that's all there is to it.

The mountain road was winding, Fang Ling strode forward, and after only a while, he came to the bottom of the main peak. Along the way, I didn't meet anyone who stood in my way.

Suppressing a sect with the power of one person not only made many disciples of Zhenhuan Palace feel humiliated, but also made many people look at the figure stepping on the mountain with adoring eyes.

Even in the hearts of many people, a thought has risen. When will no one dare to say that he can single-handedly suppress a sect.

Fang Ling was very calm on the surface, in the eyes of those disciples of the Zhenhuan Palace, Fang Ling at this time was undoubtedly very calm, but in fact, Fang Ling's heart was filled with something called excitement.

What kind of situation will it be like to see Hua Shuying this time? I haven't seen you for 30 years. Will she still be the woman who embraces herself and lives and dies together?

What kind of situation will she be like when she sees herself?

These thoughts kept rising and falling in Fang Ling's heart. He didn't ask anyone for directions, but he could feel the shadow of Hua Shuying right in front of him.

Not far ahead, a cave loomed. Dongfu is not too big. But it is the place where the aura of the whole mountain gathers.

Outside the cave, a woman in white was quietly looking at Fang Ling. For this woman, Fang Ling is not unfamiliar.

This person. It's silver jade. Like Yinchen, her cultivation has not changed in the past thirty years.

Yinyu, who seemed to have received the news, looked at Fang Ling in disbelief, and after Fang Ling approached, Yinchen finally saluted Fang Ling respectfully: "Yinyu greets Old Ancestor Fang!"

Fang Ling looked at Yinyu, and felt that he had gone back in time for a while, back then, when the two of them came across the birds and deterred the Quartet, it was like yesterday.

"Sister Shuying, is it good?" Fang Ling waved his hand, held up Yinyu's kneeling body, and asked softly.

Yinyu pondered for a moment and said, "The Divine Concubine is in retreat, now is the critical time, Young Master Fang, can you wait a little longer?"

In Fang Ling's eyes, two cold rays of light shot out in an instant, and under the shroud of this cold light, Yinyu felt that his heart was trembling wildly.

She felt that at this time, as long as she dared to tell half a lie, she was afraid that what was waiting for her would be the blow like a storm.

"The Divine Concubine is really in retreat, please ...... Young Master Fang" Yinyu was bold and said to Fang Ling in a deep voice again.

Fang Ling nodded and waved his hand at Yinyu, signaling that she could leave.

After hesitating for a moment, Yinyu finally chose to leave.

With Yinyu's departure, on the huge peak, there was only Fang Ling left, he faced the closed cave mansion, muttered for a moment, and finally said in a deep voice: "Sister Shuying, Fang Ling, please see." ”

For Hua Shuying, Fang Ling's feelings are undoubtedly complicated. The love generated by one's own consciousness is also a trace of attachment when integrating the memory of the owner.

Now, the outburst of these feelings made Fang Ling's heart a little confused, and he didn't know what kind of attitude he should have to face Hua Shuying.

The door of the cave was gently pushed open, and a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of Fang Ling, how many times did this figure appear in Fang Ling's heart, the familiar appearance was just like yesterday.

Looking at Hua Shuying who pushed the door out, Fang Ling took a breath, he walked quickly towards Hua Shuying, but at this moment, a trace of estrangement suddenly rose in his heart.

This thing can't be seen or touched, but he really keeps it around the two of them.

"Long time no see, it's always been good!" Hua Shuying's voice was soft with a hint of indifference.

You don't need eyes to love someone, you can feel it directly with your heart. Hua Shuying's calmness and tranquility, seeing Fang Ling as indifferent as an ordinary friend meeting, such an attitude made Fang Ling's heart hurt a little without knowing what. Over the years, the memory of Hua Shuying is like a surging flood, constantly inspiring him to move forward and move forward, but he didn't expect this hard-won meeting to be such a situation.

Fang Ling suddenly felt that the persistent emotion hidden in his heart was only intensifying in his heart, but in fact, the embankment of the emotion in his fantasy did not completely collapse as he imagined at this moment, and when he thought about it, Fang Ling felt an indescribable disappointment and loneliness in his heart.

In the cave, on the delicate ice jade table, a faint smoke floated out of a small jade pot. This jade pot is only the size of a fist, but the smoke wafting out is extremely fragrant and intoxicating.

Fang Ling and Hua Shuying sat on either side of the table, neither of them spoke, Fang Ling came to this Zhenhuan Palace, thinking that he had countless things to say, but at this moment, he felt that he couldn't say anything.

"This is the best cloud mist tea in Zhenhuan Palace, you can taste it!" Hua Shuying gently moved the poured water towards Fang Ling's side, and said faintly.

Fang Ling picked up the water cup and took a sip gently, a faint aftertaste instantly filled his mind.

"Over the years, you have always been good!" Fang Ling put down the teacup in his hand, and finally asked in a deep voice.

Hua Shuying picked up the teapot and filled Fang Ling's cup again, then said, "It's good, I was a little uncomfortable at first, but now I'm used to it." ”

"To be honest, going back to where you lived hundreds of years ago is like going back to the way things were. ”

When Hua Shuying said this, a faint smile rose on her face and said: "When I died and was reincarnated, I thought it was a dead end, but I didn't expect that the willows and flowers would make me live again." ”

These words made Fang Ling's heart tremble, although the shape of the people in front of him was like a sparse shadow, but it gave him a feeling of rustiness.

Fang Ling once thought that Hua Shuying might throw herself into his arms at the moment of reunion with him, confide in him the affection she had accumulated in her heart for a long time, and kiss his eyes, his cheeks, and his lips unwillingly. From now on, nothing will be allowed to spoil the relationship between them. However, when he finally found her and faced her, Yiqiē's fantasies and efforts faded in that moment. For a moment, Fang Ling couldn't find the slightest reason to comfort himself.

"I am the divine concubine of Zhenhuan Palace, and of course, Hua Shuying is also me. It's just that after recovering the original memory, the life at that time was just a dream, a passing cloud. ”

Passing by the clouds, poignant and cold.

Although Fang Ling didn't want to believe that this was the case, he was an Ancestor after all, and he understood that if a person's main memory was restored, then other memories would become part of the main memory.

At that time, even if there was only one him in Hua Shuying's heart, if Hua Shuying's memory became part of the memory of this divine concubine, then it would be different.

He looked at the Divine Concubine, and couldn't help but feel a trace of killing intent in his heart, but this trace of killing intent dissipated in an instant.

Never felt that Fang Ling was an indecisive person, but now, he really didn't know what to do in his heart.

Kill the main consciousness of the god concubine and let Hua Shuying come back? But for Hua Shuying, the memory of this god concubine should be her real memory.

What should I do now?

"A few years ago, when I hadn't become a Yuanying, I once asked people to go to Lu to see you, but unfortunately, they didn't get any news from you. ”

Hua Shuying's face was very ordinary, as if she was saying something that had nothing to do with her: "But I didn't expect that you were the Rubik's Cube Ling who threatened the Southern Chu Kingdom." ”

"Knowing that you are so promising, whether it is me or Hua Shuying, I am very relieved. At this moment, Fang Ling didn't know whether to call her Hua Shuying or the woman of the Divine Concubine, and said faintly again: "Similarly, I am also proud of you." ”

Hua Shuying had a kind of indifference on her face, she seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then said expressionlessly. Fang Ling felt like he was seriously ill and felt weak. It's like a dream for many years, like a balloon, it was punctured open a crack and deflated in an instant.

Trying to calm down his feelings, Fang Ling's expression slowly became calmer, and he said in a deep voice: "I came to Zhenhuan Palace this time, just to let my sister make a choice, leave here freely, or continue to stay in Zhenhuan Palace!" (To be continued......)