long distance

When Ling Guang walked to the bank of Naihe Bridge, she couldn't believe that the person in front of her was Su Fangmu.

Her waist-length hair was already about seven feet long, and its glossy jet-black luster had turned into a cold white like frost and snow.One of her face has begun to become transparent, there is no trace of blood on the pale skin, Ling Guang just looked at her face like this, the warm smile like a begonia blooming seems to be still yesterday, and today it is already cold.

It was as if a ferocious beast lived in the chest cavity, it was running around, tearing and bumping wildly.

She trembled her lips, opened and closed for a long time before she could make a sound.

"Su Fangmu, I'm here."

Su Fangmu felt that someone was coming beside him, and slowly turned his eyes, and his pale and thin lips were gently opened. No one would know that those lips were once rosy and beautiful like red cherry trees on the branches.

"I've been waiting here for a long time..."

Ling Guang walked towards Su Fangmu slowly. She wanted to hug the paper-thin figure in front of her, but she was afraid that Su Fangmu couldn't even bear her light touch at this moment, so her outstretched hand stopped in the air.

"It's my fault, Su Fangmu. May I take you home?"

Su Fangmu slightly moved his body forward, adding a hint of joy to his plain face.

"Have you ever met a child named Changli?"

"What did you say?"

Ling Guang seemed to feel that his heart was hit by a fist, and the pain was blocked in his throat, and nothing could escape.

Those plain white lips were still opening and closing unwillingly, and the broken tones were difficult to connect into sentences. "I've been waiting here for a long time...have you ever seen a child named Changli?"

A ghost messenger just sent the soul of the dead to the Naihe Bridge, and came to answer the conversation when he saw it.

"You don't need to pay attention to her. This ghost has been waiting here for hundreds of years, and he doesn't know what kind of thing he is. A few days ago, God Meng Po saw that she was completely insane and wanted to save her life. Soup down. I don’t think this ghost can’t remember anything, but he still remembers that ‘Changli’. I want to pull her to the Naihe bridge, but the nine ghosts can’t pull her.” The ghost said and stretched out Show Ling Guang the palm of his hand, "I also bit my brother a few times. Later, God Meng Po said that she was too obsessed and just obeyed the destiny. We gave up on her."

As soon as the words fell, Ling Guang grabbed the ghost guard by the collar like lightning, and raised it above his head, his pair of phoenix eyes were full of cruelty.

"Hey, what are you doing!! Let me down!"

The slender fingers loosened and tightened, and firmly grasped the ghost's throat, and slowly exerted force.The ghost messenger's voice became weaker and weaker, and the ghost messengers around surrounded him when they saw this change.

Ling Guang gritted his teeth, his eyes revealed a fierce look.

"Who told you to force her?" She looked around and almost screamed, "Who told you to force her?!"

The corner of Huo Yu's wide sleeves was pulled imperceptibly, and Ling Guang's sharp blade-like phoenix eyes pierced towards it, but the ice melted in the next moment.

Su Fangmu blinked and held her by the corner of her clothes timidly, "Can you hear me? I've been waiting here for a long time... Have you ever seen a child named Changli?"

No more strength in her fingers, ignoring the howl of pain from the ghost behind her, Ling Guang hugged her in front of her, and buried her head in her neck for the person she had been thinking about for hundreds of years.

She heard her still asking gently but dullly.

"...Have you ever met a child named Changli?"

Then, she held out her other hand, and the fist opened, revealing the clay pot inside.

"This is what I wanted to give her...I like her very much."

Ling Guang couldn't take it anymore, a desperate phoenix cry resounded through the eighteenth floor of the underworld, and even the ruthless Yama of the Ten Temples could hear the mournful sorrow in the neighing.

I should have thought of it, I should have thought of it!How stupid I am! !

How long have I kept you here?

ten years? 20 years? 100 years? 500 years? !

Abandoning reincarnation, struggling with soul power day by day, feeling the loss of power and blurring of memory.How hopeless is this feeling?

At this moment, Ling Guang really wanted to break into the Department of Impermanence to retrieve Su Fangmu's memory, but she hesitated. If the person in front of her still had the memory of being a human being, she must not be allowed to do such things that disrupt order. .

If it was Lingguang from the past, it is possible that ten Yama Halls were set on fire at this time.

The purpose of the Yin Demon King is to use the selfishness of the gods to make it difficult for the gods to control themselves and cause chaos in the six realms. This is why she and Su Fangmu have come to where they are today.

Su Fangmu, look, Changli is really sensible.But why do you...

I know you don't promise a future life, but I didn't expect that you would give up reincarnation because of this, just to wait for me.

yes……

As long as this life is not over, you are still you!

Su Fangmu was a little uncomfortable being hugged by her, and looked at the strange light and shadow in front of her with doubts. Hundreds of years of erosion from the underworld had made her eyesight already shattered.

"who are you?"

who I am?Are you asking who am I?Su Fangmu.

Ling Guang suddenly smiled. Although Su Fangmu couldn't see her smile clearly, she felt that the movement in front of her eyes was the most beautiful scene she had ever seen.

Then you should listen carefully.

"I am your jade hairpin as the scale, and Xipa's married wife. Su Fangmu, I am Changli."

You may not remember, at that time I was disguised as Yin'e and sat on the wedding couch in a wedding dress. You didn't know it was me, and a long jade hairpin was used as a wedding scale, and I lifted the red hijab on my head.Don't you all say in your mortal dramas that if you take off the red hijab, you will be your lover for life?At that moment, although I didn't understand, I recognized you.

Ling Guang smiled and took out an almost hot red thread covered by her body temperature from her skirt. She raised Su Fangmu's hand and tied the red thread that promised marriage to her pale wrist.

The golden bead and red thread reflected on the white wrist, adding a little joy to the desolation for no reason.

Hey, Su Fangmu, you have wrapped my red thread, so you are the one who is with me.

Ling Guang held Su Fangmu in his arms again, she felt that the underworld was no longer desolate at this moment, only because her true love was within reach.

Ling Guang picked up Su Fangmu, who was in a daze, but was stopped by a judge's pen.

"Shenjun, please stay. I am the chief judge in the Qin Guangwang Palace, and I am in charge of life and death in the world. The gods carry the soul of Su Fangmu in Anning Village two years ago in 810. Today is the day when he was reincarnated as a Yangren. Please also ask the gods Don't make it difficult for me."

"Why is it embarrassing for you? Su Fangmu has already given up reincarnation, she has already paid the price, why can't the deity want to take her away now?"

The iron-faced judge wrote with a pen across his chest, "According to the will of the Heavenly Emperor, as long as the spirit power of Fairy Baicao is not exhausted, she will be reincarnated for many generations."

"What if the deity insists on taking her away today?"

"Then don't blame the underworld for being rude."

As the words fell, a group of Yin soldiers rose from the ground, and Ling Guang couldn't see the end when he looked around.

Ling Guangfeng's eyes sank, and he gently placed Su Fangmu on the ground.

Su Fangmu, you always say that I should be sensible. I will listen to you. Now I am sensible.

But if the price of being sensible is losing you, I don't mind becoming the old Ling Guang again.

It doesn't matter if you blame me or hit me after you wake up, as long as you don't leave me.

I can't lose you a second time.

When the flames blazed out from the sun, Ling Guang looked at the endless Yin soldiers with cold eyes, and drew his bow steadily.

"That deity," the three clusters of flames unfurled and turned into three long arrows with fire feathers, the tips of the arrows were hot but cold to the eyes.

"Bong, accompany."

The long and hanging sleeves were pulled again, and Ling Guang cast his gaze, only to see Su Fangmu pulling her in a slightly confused way, with a little timidity in his eyes.

Ling Guang felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Su Fangmu...you are really my robbery.

Immediately, she withdrew to cover the sun, turned to face the judge in King Qin Guang's palace, bent her knees, and knelt down straight.

The judge didn't expect that the rumored proud and mighty Qishan God would kneel down to him so simply, his heart trembled, and he took a step back subconsciously.

"What does God mean by this?"

Ling Guang glanced at Su Fangmu, lowered his eyes and said: "Please tell the Emperor, if Su Fangmu's own reincarnation is not enough, Ling Guang is willing to give up his divine books. From now on, he will be demoted as a mortal in exchange for two People stay together."

Hearing the words, the judge pondered for a moment, then shook his head slowly.

"No."

"How about that?"

"The gods don't want to make trouble."

As soon as these words fell, an arrogant and cold voice broke into their conversation.

"Handling? If Ling Guang is also called giving trouble, wouldn't this deity be a calamity?"

Ling Guang looked at the person in surprise, and felt that the figure in the green robe and crest had never been so pleasing to the eye.

"What's the meaning of Meng Zhang's words?" The judge looked at him coldly, neither humble nor overbearing.

Meng Zhang sneered, "I want to ask you what you mean." He raised his head and sleeves, as if everything in the world could not be seen by him. "Ling Guang only said that he would give up the divine book in exchange for guarding each other. You don't understand the pain, but blame her for making troubles. I want to ask, what is the meaning of this?"

"Why do we need to feel the pain of others, the underworld is ruthless and orderly." The judge said.

"Can there be order in the underworld without mercy?" Meng Zhang squinted, "You should ask why the emperor Yan Luo of your fifth hall was transferred from the first hall to the fifth hall."

Yan Luo Tianzi Bao, in charge of calling the Great Hell.Originally living in the first hall among the ten halls of Yan Luo, he was transferred to the fifth hall because of pity for the soul of the dead, and repeatedly released it to return the sun to the sun.Although he was punished, his meritorious deeds are famous in the six realms.

It's not that the judge doesn't know, he just thinks that if everyone is like this, there will be no order in the underworld.He was about to speak out to refute, but was stopped by another voice.

"The wheel of life turns, and Taoism arises by itself. Who can really tell the reason for the so-called order?"

When Ling Guang heard the words, his arms felt warm instantly, and a gentle force helped her up.She raised her eyes and saw that the man who helped her up had not tied her hair, and her black hair was hanging straight to the ground.He is elegant and smiling, like a son who is as dignified as a jade in the world.And everyone present knew that he was the most bleak and persistent god among the four spirits.

Ling Guang and Zhi Ming looked at each other and smiled, tacit understanding.

Even if the God of Commander Commander made such remarks, the judge naturally had no words to refute.

Meng Zhang concluded with a touch of sarcasm, "Ruthless may not be a real hero."

There was a thunderous "bang", as if someone came from the heaven, and suddenly said without showing his figure, "If there is no will from the heavens, the sinful souls of the herbs are not allowed to leave the underworld. As the gods of the four directions, you should abide by your duties and protect the common people in the world. So wanton."

Ling Guang resolutely said: "That's good, this deity will go to the Heavenly Court now, please get rid of the divine book."

Yan Luo got up and left, but was stopped by a black robe sleeve.She looked puzzled, only to see Zhi Ming smiling warmly, and the next moment his brows and eyes were suddenly full of sternness.

He looked up at the source of the voice with that expression, "We have already said when the four of us appointed Sifang that one is indispensable. If you still need to be so urgent, then we don't mind following the example of our ancestors." , Abandoning the divine seal is a disaster for the world." After speaking, he smiled again, and this smile made everyone present physically and mentally cold. "You use the world to persecute this deity, so why can't this deity use the world to persecute you?"

We are nothing but the gods of the four directions, and you are the majestic heaven.Let's see who can spare it!

The voice was obviously a little angry, "Where are the heavenly soldiers! Take it!"

As soon as the words fell, the golden light of the underworld flashed suddenly, and suddenly Ling Guang and the others were surrounded by hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers.

Seeing this, Ling Guang immediately hugged Su Fangmu in his arms.

Meng Zhang laughed back angrily, "Do you think that this deity is afraid of heaven because he didn't dare to fight with all his strength in Qishan? It's a joke. This deity is just to prevent Ling Guang from being blamed. Since you are already like this, why should there be more deities? concern?!"

The one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers began to press forward step by step, Ling Guang held Ming Mengzhang against his back, his eyes were cold and he clenched the weapon tightly.

Ling Guang looked at Zhi Ming and Meng Zhang, and laughed.

Meng Zhang rolled his eyes, wishing he could hit her on the head with the hilt of the Dinglan Sword, "Why are you still laughing?"

Ling Guang looked at him and said seriously: "Thank you very much. Ling Guang owes you too much these years."

As soon as these words fell, the hilt of the Dinglan sword was still in the air, and the hilt of Taiwu's long whip had already greeted her head.

Zhi Ming said helplessly, "You will always be our best friend."

Meng Zhang snorted, "That's right, I don't owe anything." He raised his eyes to look at the [-] heavenly soldiers in front of him, and shook his head with regret, "This situation is really rare, but it's a pity that the supervising soldiers have no chance to share with us." Reward."

Ling Guang said earnestly: "Supervisor is the god of killing in the heavenly court, and she also has difficulties this time." After saying that, one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers had to order Qiqi to attack them.

Ling Guang hugged Su Fangmu tightly in his arms, and then looked at the two close friends standing side by side with her. He felt that even if he died at this moment, he would have no regrets.

Just at this critical moment, a long spear transformed into a shield in white light and stood in front of them.The white battle robe danced in the wind, and the blood on the sleeves of the arrows was still bloody.As soon as this person came, a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers stopped in unison and looked at each other, all hesitant.

She turned her head slowly, with a murderous look in her eyes, "Who dares to stop me?"

With just four words, one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers can stop their attack.It's because she is the superintendent of the Xianchi Cave Mansion.

"They are all bloody brothers who just came to the battlefield of Yingzhou with me. Over the years, they have been with me countless times, and even half of their lives were saved by me. I never want to threaten you with such a thing, but today , but I want to ask, do you really want the life of my supervisor!"

One hundred thousand heavenly soldiers were silent when they heard the words.

Yes, last moment they were still fighting bloody battles together, living and dying together.At this moment, armies will face each other, and each other will be enemies.How chilling, but... God's order is inevitable, so what can they do?

All the old feelings can only be crushed at this moment, and the battle is about to break out.

It seems that a thousand years have passed, and it seems that it is just a moment.The voice sounded again, and the killing stopped.

It seems that the Emperor of Heaven has changed his decree?Oh, what does that have to do with us.

The four gods looked at each other with a tacit understanding.Heaven, after all, dare not gamble with the common people in the world alone.

Qishan, Liuguang Palace

"Send... to you."

Seeing the clay pot on Su Bai's palm in front of him, Ling Guang took it with a smile.Then she lightly kissed Su Fangmu on the forehead.

"Thank you. I love it."

Su Fangmu looked very happy, and ran to the flower garden again, looking for mud to pinch.Ling Guang followed her all the way, knelt down and wiped off the thin beads of sweat for her.

"I can already sweat. It seems that the immortal energy of the past few days has had some effect." Ling Guang looked at the man with a focused expression on the mud, and smiled gratifiedly.Then she stretched her body and lay down in the flowerbed, looking at Su Fangmu lazily, feeling infinitely satisfied in her heart.

The sun was shining warmly in the flower garden of the Qishan Temple, and they sat and lay down, just like when they met each other.

Although Su Fangmu's body was still plain white, his face had begun to recover slowly, and he gradually had the smile that looked like a haze from distant mountains.

Ling Guang only felt that she would never get tired of seeing this smile.

For this marriage, I knelt in front of Yuelao Palace, kowtowed step by step, just wanting to marry Su Fangmu I.

But now I want to understand, this marriage, I don't ask for it anymore, I will cultivate it myself.

This is not capriciousness, it is not that I want to disturb the marriage in this world, it is just because I don't want Su Fang Mu to pay such a high price for giving up reincarnation in vain.

She is a mortal who can do this. As a god, how can I retreat?

Su Fangmu, this time, let me wait for you.

One day, you can call me like you did when you were in Anning Village——

long away.