Pick up a deity to cultivate a subject

There are three thousand avenues, which are dependent on origin and end.

This was the first sentence that Emperor Mo said when he first met him. Huber Liuli's eyes were not quite used to it yet, and he could only see a pair of deep eyes looking at him in the backlight, reflecting the ignorance of the purple-eyed boy.

"Qianshan Muxue Wangukong, is this what you want me to see?"

Hua Shiqi wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh, his throat was so congested, the sudden wind raised Wukonghua, like snowflakes falling around him, the sound of Wukonghua breaking could be heard quietly in the empty palace The voice of Wu Konghua is crystal clear, but it is extremely fragile. The moment it lands, it is shattered, and it seems that there is a thousand catties under its feet. Every step that Hua Shiqi takes is extremely difficult, but he stubbornly refuses to stop. He reaches out and grabs it. Wukonghua left nothing behind, so far away, but a 10-year gap has become an insurmountable gully?

"Burning bones, cause and effect are hard to tell. You don't have to do this. Yunshan Wuhai was the place I chose for myself to bury my bones, and the current situation is also expected. I didn't want you to see it, but some things always let me You know."

The half-closed eyes were full of the shadow of Wu Konghua, when Hua Shiqi stood in front of him, he could only see the silhouette cast by the long eyelashes, and could not even see the shadow of Wukonghua, standing there like an ice sculpture , Hua Shiqi wanted to grab his arm, but it was extremely cold, the chill penetrated into the bone marrow, like thousands of needles piercing, the pain was severe, Hua Shiqi hugged Mo Emperor's waist, and hugged him very hard. He put his head on Emperor Mo's heart, quietly, and didn't hear anything.

"So, you don't even want me?"

The flashing images in my memory are like a pot of cold water being poured from the head, all the sorrows and joys are silenced, and the downcast eyes reflect the entanglement of white and black hairs, the lake-blue eyes are as clear as ice, and the flowers are beautiful. Shi Qi just felt very cold, his blood was almost frozen, as if a big hand was pinching his throat, and the suffocation made his eyes black, until a hand was pressed to his forehead, and his white hair danced without wind , reluctantly parted from the black hair, the sunset flowers bloomed one after another, and fell together with the foggy flowers.

"He loves you the most, why would he not want you, he just can't bear it!"

"What can't bear it? I've suffered the humiliation of gouging out my eyes, gouging out my heart and dragon's blood. What else can I not bear? He won't even give me the last look, why should he!"

Hearing the sigh-like murmur, Hua Shiqi only felt it was amused, his large robe slipped to the ground, and he stood almost naked in front of Emperor Mo, the traces on his front, chest and back were clearly visible, there was no grievance or questioning, he was just very calm to speak, but this sentence exhausted all his strength.

"10 years ago, he deceived the heavens and sent you to the world of mountains and seas. Su Lanchen couldn't find you, so he broke his bones in fright and threw him into this poison cave. Gathering souls for him, 200 years ago, I gave up half of my soul to accompany him into reincarnation, and the remaining soul spent 10 years of planning day and night, but I still failed to take care of you. , I reunited my soul for you, I was taken advantage of, my soul almost collapsed, and I was rescued by Shen Junbai, so I can only linger here."

"How do you know that the person who sneaked in was not Su Lanchen?"

Hua Shiqi frowned. It seemed that some things were not as simple as he expected. Emperor Mo never spoke nonsense, because there was no aura in the world that he could not distinguish. He did not identify Su Lanchen, which meant that there were still black hands behind the scenes who had not appeared .

"I vaguely guessed who that person was, but there was no way to prove it. Until Shen Junbai brought the news of Emperor Fuzhao's disaster, I was sure that the person had returned. I entrusted Emperor Mo Ling to Shen Junbai, but I didn't expect you You came so quickly, I have no regrets to see you, Emperor Mo ordered that even the gods should be a bit more concerned, you have to protect yourself, don't let your day go by."

"Be careful..."

Before the lingering sound fell, a moon-white luster flashed across his eyes, Hua Shiqi blinked, blinking off the icy scum on his eyelashes, and did not speak, watching the remnant soul of Emperor Mo being frozen, and the ice sculpture was lifelike, he raised his head, opened his mouth, his lips were silent With just this one movement, the ice sculpture began to dissipate, and he has no regrets at this last glance, he only hopes that the person will come back and don't blame him for missing the appointment...

Emperor Mo's gentleness has always been cruel, the wound left by the rusty knife is numb at first, then painful, and finally becomes a scar that cannot heal.

Hua Zangying heard the sound of bones being crushed, and he was forced to kneel on the ground. Xue Huai just moved his fingers, and his left arm fell limply. In shock, he didn't even care about the pain of bone crushing. Xue Huai walked up to Hua Zangying, leaned over and whispered a few words in his ear, Hua Zangying only felt that the blood all over his body rushed to the top of his head, his elegance was swallowed by hatred, his teeth were clenched, and his eyes were full of tears. Staring at Xue Huai bloodshot, it would not be an exaggeration to say that his teeth are about to crack.

"Hush, listen, ten thousand bones are dry, ten thousand ghosts are crying, how about going to the poison cave of ten thousand calamities to catch up with your old friends?"

Xue Huai raised his hand and caressed, where the fingertips passed, all the bones in Hua Zangying's body were shattered, but Xue Huai was afraid of scaring Hua Shiqi in the palace, so he moved some hands and feet, Hua Zangying's entire face was distorted, It can’t be said, even if he doesn’t die, he is still a useless person. When Xue Huai kicked him down the Ten Thousand Tribulations Den, there was an invisible force pulling his body, as if to tear him apart, and the darkness swallowed him , leaving no trace.

Xue Huai stared at the place where Hua Zangying disappeared for a while, and then looked at his hands. His hands were very clean, and the fate line in his palm was broken and continued. He raised his head, and the flying snow was reflected in his eyes. At the end of the flying snow, the sea of ​​clouds, mountains and mist instantly annihilated into dust.

"Master, save me!"

When the thunder fell, Yaohua Yingque sat up suddenly, her long hair was messy all over the bed, his hands were still in mid-air, Weicheng was awakened by him, after that lingering night, the two of them slept in the same bed and lived happily ever after thing.

"Drink some water, it's okay, I'm here."

Wei Cheng got up and poured a cup of tea to Yaohua Yingque, the cup of water poured into his belly, Yaohua Yingque seemed to wake up, watching Weicheng put on his coat for him, he remembered Hua Lianhun 300 years ago, when the He was a teacher for the first time, and he didn't know anything. He spent his stumbling life in the human world, from daily life to recruiting disciples, almost all of which were handled by Hua Lianhun. Sometimes Hua Lianhun held the quilt to join him when he heard the sound of the nightmare. When he wakes him up, he puts on his coat for him, prepares snacks and tea, and when he finishes his work, it is already daylight, and he falls asleep, while Hua Lianhun starts to be busy. Those days lasted for a few days, and then he was still busy. Gu Fan and A Jue couldn't stand it anymore, and discussed with others to sleep with him in turn. Thinking about it carefully, he is really unqualified as a master!

Looking at Yaohua Yingque who was distracted, Weicheng looked out the window, Yunjuan Yunshu was hiding the waves, the breath just now was very familiar, he would not admit his mistake, could it be that he really came back?