Pick up a deity to cultivate a subject

There are flowers in Jiuchong, which live and die in the morning and die in the evening, so it is named Xiyan.

It was raining heavily, and Hua Shiqi was sitting on the street with the little beggar in his arms. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He was dressed in red, and his long hair was sticking wetly to his face. The lightning split the cloud and illuminated the sky and the earth for a moment, like a terrifying evil spirit. .

Hua Wenhai was so flustered that he didn't dare to stop, as if it would be too late if he was slow for a second, Hua Zangying in the inn felt the same way, when he went out to check and saw the person on the long street, he couldn't care less about it I rushed out to avoid the rain, and when I got closer, I was shocked.

"How will you be here?"

The moment she lost her voice, Hua Zangying raised her hand to avoid the rain, squatted down and wiped Hua Shiqi's face, and carefully looked at it to verify his doubts. Why did his little Shiqi appear here in such a mess? Hua asked where Haishi was. went?Surprised and angry, Hua Zangying didn't notice the lavender in Hua Shiqi's eyes, she just glanced at the person in Hua Shiqi's arms, her life and soul were gone, who was so cruel to an ordinary beggar like that? Ruthless?Hua Zangying regretfully borrowed a clean cloak from Qiankun and wrapped it around Hua Shiqi, picked up the corpse in his arms, and walked towards the inn. No matter what happened, this is not a good place to talk. If you don't keep warm like this, you will definitely have a typhoid fever.

"Thank you."

The Hundred Ghosts Robe was no longer on Hua Shiqi's body when Hua Zangying appeared. There were a lot of rare treasures and elixir accumulated in the universe, and it was no longer as dark as before. Hua Shiqi knew where these things came from. Come on, at this time, he couldn't even arouse any interest. The little beggar died, and he couldn't even be reincarnated. When he saw Hua Zangying, he thought it was his brother who came here, but it turned out that he was wrong, it was just a resemblance.

From the beginning to the end, Hua Zangying never looked at Hua Shiqi with suspicious eyes, and the initial doubt turned into distress. This is the look that a brother should have, the eyes that will not change for any reason, Hua Shiqi tilted his head Leaning on Hua Zangying's shoulder, he said in a low voice, it's a good thing he hasn't been obsessed with doing anything irreversible, and it's a good thing that this person appeared in time to make him feel warm, and there is still an existence in this world that makes him nostalgic.

"It's not enough to be stupid. The family can't thank you for anything. Taking care of you is the job of a brother. Don't be afraid. It's all right now."

As Hua Zangying said, she hugged the person in her arms tightly, the icy breath didn't feel like a living person should have, what exactly is Hua Wenhai doing, is this how she takes care of her younger brother who betrayed his family?The furious Hua Zangying arranged Hua Shiqi, turned around and left the inn. The brothers each had artifacts to protect each other, and they could communicate with each other. The only thing he wanted to do now was to beat Hua Wenhai hard .

"I want him!"

Hua Shiqi opened his eyes, but there was still darkness in front of him. It turned out that it was the same when he was awake and asleep. His voice was very soft, but he had an irresistible attitude. After waiting for a long time, the voice did not appear. Hua Shiqi blinked. Blinking his eyes, he raised his hand and scratched open the Qiankun. The white-haired man in the robe and the hood covered half of his face, only the tail of frost-white hair was exposed. If you didn't look carefully, you would think it was a person with white hair and red clothes.

When I thought about it, the Hua 17 people were already standing on Lancheng, looking at the quiet town in the night, the glazed purple eyes were neither sad nor happy, and when I raised my hands, huge anger gathered from all directions, those innocent people were sleeping There is no pain in the long sleep, the earth collapsed, but in a blink of an eye the town has been turned into ruins, and the ghosts are wailing endlessly. Hua Shiqi watched the little beggar's body being fleshed out, as if a pair of invisible big hands were carefully scrutinizing it. Carved, every bone is carved with fine lines.

"Begger, the soul returns!"

Flowers bloom and fall, live and die, human life is nothing more than this, no matter how much sacrifice is for selfishness, it is worthwhile, Hua Shiqi searched for the inexplicable steps in memory, gently stroked the skull, the sound rose and fell, and the world turned pale , The strong wind swept the torrential rain, and the sea water poured into the sky. This is the catastrophe that will change the fate of the sky. It is inadvertently full of sins. Hua Shiqi smiled slightly. I am afraid that his sins will never be washed away. But no matter, always do something to let those guys know he's back!

"Lingding kiln, the soul is lingering, the bones are withered, and the gods are silent."

The world seems to be frozen by time, only this sentence repeats endlessly...

Purple into the eyes, followed by the pain of the body being penetrated, hugging is always accompanied by the price of life, it used to be, and it is still now, my friend, why do you make me look at you differently...

"My friend Weicheng, the cycle of karma is for the way of heaven, and the impermanence of destiny is for the way. I will watch you fall in this Lingding kiln..."

Wei Cheng looked at the entangled purple and white, his eyes dimmed a little, how could he not know that the fall of the god was actually just a thought, the fall of the god is not dead, he is the fallen angel, the first fallen angel in this world is his only one His best friend is also the karma caused by him.

"Feel sorry……"

In the end, there are only these two words left in a thousand words, and they are also the most useless words. Hua Shiqi looked at Yaohua Yingque who fell from the sky, with playful eyes. He has not told anyone the secret of Xiyanhua. It seemed interesting to leave a last word to this Fallen Angel.

"There are flowers in Jiuchong, which live from day to day and die at night. They are called Xiyan. There is also a saying that they bloom with the rising sun and rise with the moon. Flowers are hidden in flowers, also known as Zanyan."

With Hua Shiqi's unconsciousness, Yaohua Yingque's calmness and indifference disappeared all the time. When he raised his hand, it was inscribed and pierced for a moment, and the mountains were shaken for a moment. As soon as the sword is lighted, a person in snow-white fox fur comes in the air, standing between the two of them, with bright red lips, bright teeth, and bright eyes, but unfortunately, he has no ears.

"Wait a minute, how about listening to me?"

The visitor took advantage of the opportunity and hugged the unconscious Hua Shiqi into his arms, Yaohua Yingque was restrained because of this, and he couldn't act rashly, Weicheng went straight to Yunxiao without turning his head when he heard the words.

"His injury is not serious, good health care will not leave hidden dangers, but this place can't stay any longer, you take him away quickly!"

The man said sending Hua Shiqi to Yaohua Yingque's arms, nodded with a smile, and without waiting for Yaohua Yingque to open his mouth, he turned around and left, and when he arrived at the land of no one, he heard a mournful voice.

"Mingchen, it is my good fortune to have you as a friend!"

Mingchen ignored it and moved on. He couldn't hear the voices of this world, but he could see a different world. Naturally, he also saw many entangled causes and effects. He was always frank with his friends. Ask a lot, but always give a helping hand in time, perhaps because of this, on the 33rd day, he is the only one who seems to be alone, and the gods are willing to give him a little face.