[Thunderbolt] The dragon sings for Qinghua

The public court carried out the execution in public, Lao Wuyan was tied to a wooden stake, full of despair that only Yuren Feixie did not know whether he was alive or not, Xiao looked at Lao Wuyan puzzled, he didn't understand, Shulou Longsu had taught him, there was People with life should cherish their own lives, but Lao Wuyan doesn't seem to cherish them. Also, Yu Jiefei never told him how a creature called a woman can cry so much...

Xiao, who had already learned how to feel helpless, stepped forward helplessly to stop the imminent fire. Grandma Wuyan begged him to leave her alone with tears in her eyes. Xiao didn't understand why Grandma would leave by herself when she was saving her. He sighed from the bottom of his heart, there were too many incomprehensible things in this trip, he really missed Long Su very much.

Thinking of Long Su in his mind, Xiao didn't notice that Bo Hongyan cut his clothes, and then a token fell out of it.

"Stop." Chu Junyi, who had been observing the battle, stopped Bo Hongyan's offensive, and Bo Hongyan looked at Chu Junyi displeased: "Junyi, why stop it?"

Chu Junyi looked at the things that had fallen from Xiao Xiao on the ground, and Bo Hongyan followed her gaze to look down, her face showing a serious look, she reached out to pick up the token, but unexpectedly she was about to touch Ling While holding the token, it was bounced away by a holy light, but at this moment Xiao Xiao picked up the token without any problems.

Xiao can ignore it, but the token in his hand has to be ignored. It has nothing to do with Confucianism, and Chu Junyi, as the godmother of Confucianism, is the most qualified person present to intervene.

But Long Su, who was three minutes away, put down the information in his hand and shook his head with his forehead. He would come out to clean up the door himself, playing with the key of good fortune that he had just seized in his hand, Long Su raised his hand, and the scene of the public court execution appeared in front of him, and the token in Xiao's hand also lit up at this time, Confucianism Before the godmother could inquire, Xiao disappeared into the eyes of everyone with the light.

When the strong light disappeared, Xiao blinked in discomfort, and saw Long Su who was sitting and looking at him with a smile for the first time, so he instantly threw away everything like Grandma Wuyan, and was happy Xi ran over: "Shulou Longsu."

"Sit down, is it okay to be out alone these days?" He didn't want to ask about the scene he saw when he just teleported Xiao over.

"Very good, I met a lot of people." He frowned as he spoke, and the expression on his face became puzzled.

As soon as he went out, the expression on Xiao's face became much richer, which is gratifying.

"Shulou Longsu, what is love?"

Reminiscent of the woman he saw just now, Long Su paused, trying to see a little love for women from Xiao's expression, but it was a pity that the other party's face was only seeking knowledge, and seemed to have no memory of the fact that he had only saved half of the life just now.

After a while, Long Su replied, "I don't know."

Xiao was a little surprised, in his cognition, Shulou Longsu should be omniscient, so he remembered what Lao Wuyan said to him, only after loving and experiencing, can one understand what love is.

So he asked, "Have you never loved?"

"No." This time, Long Su answered very quickly, almost giving the answer immediately after the question came out.

Loving this kind of thing is too dangerous and too extravagant. Long Su thought of the three swords that had been fought outside Shulou Xifeng, and he thought that even if there is love in his heart, it is not pure, and if it is not pure, it cannot be called What a love.

Xiao couldn't understand Long Su's expression at this time, he was smiling but not laughing, mocking but not mocking, sad and happy, but after a while he concluded: "It's good not to love." Thinking of Grandma Wuyan's appearance these days Xiao really couldn't imagine what it would be like if the scene changed from Lao Wuyan to Long Su, so he naturally had a touch of rejoicing on his face.

"I found you back because I have something to talk about." Long Su smiled, put away things that he didn't seem to care about before, and started talking about business: "Ye Rebirth is about to come."

After a short meal, the expression on his face immediately turned blank.

"how do you want to do it?"

"He abandoned me, but I still want to see him and ask him."

"Then go back to Ningjingxue Peak. In a short time, Ye Chongsheng will definitely go there to find you. At that time, the doubts in your heart will be resolved, but there is one thing you must remember."

"What's the matter?"

"Treasure your own life, no one in this world cares about you, cherish you, but you must cherish yourself, understand?"

"Life is precious, I know it."

Long Su nodded in satisfaction: "You go."

After Xiao left, Long Su also returned to the world of Confucianism. His so-called old enemy should also come, but he didn't know that this old enemy would give him some fun.

The wind is light and the clouds are thin, the moon and stars are thin, Long Su stands in the courtyard, watching the peach blossoms in full bloom, waiting for the uninvited people, and beside him, Ying Wuyou and Mu Xianfeng are holding the evil knife in their hands. The attendant is by the side.

"Huh? What a strong evil wind." Long Su frowned lightly, the demon world was the vanguard?

"The Nine Disasters and Demons are ordered, and the Confucianism is now destroyed."

The provocative words didn't change Long Su's color, but he said indifferently: "It should not be just you."

As soon as Long Su's voice fell, the originally clear night sky suddenly surged with evil light. Amidst the blue lightning, strange evil descended, and the battle between dragon and evil officially kicked off.