Xianjun Qiyou: After crossing the border, I fell in love with the county master

It seemed that the people of the entire Immortal Zhou Kingdom were surrounding the king, except the doctor.

On the asylum boat of King Anling, doctors from all over the Immortal Kingdom were busy dealing with Su Yanyin's injury in an orderly manner, coming and going in the room.

An Wuying leaned against the bed, held her hand, and watched quietly.Su Yanyin half-closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling.For some reason, seeing this appearance covered in blood and occasionally revealing snow-white skin made An Wuying's heart feel like a knife, and her heart was surging.

An Wuying leaned closer, and said in a breathy voice, "Do you fit together?"

Su Yanyin's eyes widened in an instant, and he said angrily, "Now...? An Wuying, you... a beast."

An Wuying laughed, but her heart was heavy. If the legend was true, she was ready to disappear in this world with Su Yanyin at this moment.

No, no preparation is required at all.

An Wuying pinched Su Yanyin's wrist, trying to transmit some Qi, but she was too weak to bear it.Su Yanyin suddenly said that it was cold, An Wuying sat on the bed, and held her in her arms, the fire was raging outside, how could it be cold.

An Wuying held Su Yanyin's bloody neck, rubbed it comfortingly, and smiled softly: "Don't worry, I'm alive, you won't die."

Su Yanyin seemed to be pouted: "In case... I die, there is no rebirth technique in the world."

She was thinking that she couldn't lose herself, but she still asked this question. She was like a child who was playing tricks while taking advantage of her illness. She wanted to throw a tiny stone into her unfathomable heart. How deep and far the echo.

An Wuying stared at her: "If you die, I probably won't be able to live. These people, these things, are so boring."

At this time, there was the sound of the king shouting outside, and the voices of tens of thousands of condemning people were like waves of fire, drawing him closer and closer.

The king held the king's sword in his hand, his expression panicked and arrogant, and he was being surrounded by General An Ling from four directions.

In the sea of ​​flames, the king shouted: "An Wuying—let An Wuying come to see me, I am the king of Xianzhou Kingdom, you...you are not worthy!"

Several generals responded:

"She has no time for you."

"She's not interested in killing you herself."

……

In the red sky, a scene of a confrontation between the king and several generals suddenly appeared. Now, people all over the world will witness history.

Seeing this, the king subconsciously shrank back and clenched the king sword in his hand.

An Wuying came out, dressed in a silver Anling King robe, in the strong wind, reflected by the fire, she seemed to be wearing a flying flame.

"Want to see me?" An Wuying sneered, "So anxious to die?"

The king suddenly swung the king sword and attacked her, as fast as a flash, but was defeated by An Wuying's powerful force in the blink of an eye.

He sat on the ground in a state of embarrassment, retreating and scolding: "You are not like your father, nor your mother, you are a monster, a monster!"

An Wuying walked over, "You're right." The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up, and she couldn't tell whether she was crying or laughing for a while, "At the beginning, my mother didn't die of illness, but you forced her to die. She died in my body. I swallowed her."

"Aren't you all for the fairy boat magic lamp?"

After all, a huge spiritual light rose from An Wuying's hand, and a fairy boat magic lamp slowly sailed out of the light, getting bigger and bigger... It floated hugely in the air in an instant, making all the fairy boats The Chinese were amazed.

The flame of the magic lamp seemed to be swaying angrily. Obviously, a part of the magic lamp was missing.

All the citizens, no matter those on the shelter boat or in the sea of ​​fire, immediately knelt down and knelt down in unison, as if they were performing an instinct, without reacting or thinking at all.

An Wuying stretched out her hand to the sky, and the king seemed to be being held by the neck, and came to a high altitude, struggling continuously.

"My lord, I will take you up."

Extreme fear distorted the king's face, his eyes widened crazily, as if seeing his tragic death.Wang Jian was so frightened that he fell out of his hand and fell to the ground with a bang. He suddenly collapsed and burst into tears.

"No, I don't want the magic lamp anymore! I don't want the throne either, you take it all, woo woo woo——Wu Ying, Wu Ying... Please, let me go! You are not a monster, I am, I am yes!"

An Wuying stared at the king coldly, and sneered again: "Are you afraid of death?"

Word by word, she told the whole world about Su Yanyin's possible martyrdom, with the tone and expression of an aggrieved child.

"Why don't you feel it first."

So saying, the king was thrown into the fire of the magic lamp, like a huge flame, and fell into a black mosquito.

The fire only flourished for a moment, and everything returned to its original state.

So is the life of a king.

The world suddenly became silent, only the fire kept burning silently, the fire light reflected An Wuying's face brightly, but she couldn't see her expression clearly.

Everyone looked at her, and she looked up at the man.I don't know who first issued the call to worship the new king. Everyone was about to worship, but she suddenly disappeared and went to Su Yanyin's bedside.

Doctors in the entire Immortal Zhou Kingdom will proudly tell the stories of their treatment of Su Yanyin to future generations after many years. Eye.But it doesn't prevent them from remembering this special patient, this special moment, this special experience, and somehow, they will remember the time when An Wuying was by Su Yanyin's side, that tightly cuddling figure, that tender smile. Too much face.

Soon after, Su Yanyin recovered.

The fire continued to burn for half a month.

Seeing that the entire land of Xianzhou is about to flow into magma and melt away.Su Yanyin dragged An Wuying to the highest mountain in Xianzhou Kingdom. They sat side by side, overlooking the sea of ​​flames in the whole world.

The wind seems to have also become the smell of fire, dyed hot red, and it will burn their flying hair when it blows.

An Wuying: "What are you thinking?"

Su Yanyin: "I was thinking, if the legend is true, what should be my last sentence?"

An Wuying: "You are not allowed to leave a last word."

Seeing that An Wuying was about to cry, Su Yanyin smiled and said, "Fool, if my soul is made into lamp oil, then I will still be in your body, and still belong to you."

It was exactly the same as the death of his mother Bai Tan in his womb, what kind of curse of fate was this.An Wuying quickly wiped her eyes, looked at the burning world, and sighed tremblingly: "It's so beautiful."

Might as well let it burn forever.

Taking advantage of her inattention, Su Yanyin quickly kissed An Wuying's cheek, and she turned her face with a surprised expression.

"Why..."

Before she could finish speaking, she kissed her lips, sometimes lightly, sometimes deeply, on the top of the mountain, kissing her for a long, long time...

Su Yanyin felt that there was nothing left to say, and he might as well use his last strength to kiss her.

If her death can be turned into lamp oil to make her life warmer and brighter, then this legend will be the most beautiful legend she has ever heard in her life.

……

……

one year later.

One afternoon, the whole country of Xianzhou was busy preparing for the Death Day. Now, the Day of Death has been reunified by An Wuying, and expanded from Anling County to the entire border of Xianzhou.

Needless to say, the people of Xianzhou country outside Anling County all know that this is a traditional Anling festival to comfort the dead.and,

This was An Wuying's first mourning festival after she wore the crown of the Immortal Boat King, and everything seemed extraordinarily grand.

Taking advantage of being unattended, Xiao Yu went to the wild back garden to play wild again.

The soil here still has scorched black shadows, reminding people of the doomsday that they really experienced.The grass on the ground is pitted, but the place where the grass grows is so lush that it almost covers the mottled scorched earth.Some flowers with strong vitality have already bloomed for several rounds, as if they are desperately adding color to the land.

Xiao Yu still didn't grow taller, and when she grew up, she still looked like a child.

This time, she seemed to have lost her way, and unexpectedly saw a circle of fences, neatly looking like a guard in full armor, preventing outsiders from approaching.

"Whoosh-"

Xiaoyu jumped in with a stride, and when he landed, he crushed two mushrooms, baji, baji, one on his left foot and one on his right foot, the mushrooms carefully raised by the owner of the flower garden.

Mushroom cried, crying muddier than Xiaoyu.

Xiao Yu was shocked, and was about to speak, but heard a voice ringing first.

"Who are you?" A girl's voice was strange, pleasant, and full of guard.

In the entire Immortal Country Mansion, no no, in the entire Immortal Boat Country, there are still people who don't know who she Xiaoyu is?

Xiao Yu frowned, stood still and looked around, wanting to see who was talking without eyes.

The girl came out from behind the tree, and seeing Xiao Yu's appearance, she couldn't help but be surprised that someone was standing in someone else's flower garden so shamelessly.

"Get out." The girl sternly said, pointing her slender fingers at Xiao Yu's face.

Seeing that the visitor was good-looking, Xiao Yu felt happy and said with a giggle, "Who are you? I've never seen you before."

The girl's face darkened suddenly, and she hesitated, without saying anything.

Xiao Yu grabbed her wrist and dragged the girl out.

"Go, come with me to the king."

Where did the little girl come out, and she looks exceptionally good-looking, could it be that the mushroom has become a spirit, just like her fairy grass has become a spirit?

The girl broke free tenaciously, but she was no match for Xiao Yu: "Let go of me, I'm going to pick tea for my mother!"

Xiaoyu didn't listen to her, so he dragged her out of the wild back garden, walked through one corridor after another, turned around and turned into the palace compound.

The grasping hand trembled suddenly.

The girl suddenly became timid.

Xiaoyu dragged the girl through the well-arranged Memorial Day decorations, so naturally he didn't hear what the passers-by were saying.

"God, you read that right, isn't that the daughter of the former prime minister?!"

Almost there, the black bird flew over to watch the excitement, gossip and asked Xiao Yula who was it?

Xiao Yu ignored it, as if feeling sullen, she ignored the guards' obstruction: "Xiao Yu, you can't go in, you're taking a nap inside!"

Pushing open the door, he carried the girl to the bed, closed his eyes and shouted:

"Are you raising a child behind my back!"

The wild back garden belongs to the government, and no outsiders will live there.

Next second,

An Wuying and Su Yanyin rolled down from behind the bed curtain in disheveled clothes, hugging each other in panic——

"……what???"

(End of the article)