High Ridge Flower Rescue Project

This life is probably the shortest time Xi Hua has experienced.

This kind of small world used to go through the calamity is originally attached to the existence of the people who have gone through the calamity.

Now that person has completed his calamity, this world naturally no longer needs to exist.

Xi Hua was almost caught off guard and forcibly removed from that world, and then returned to her own body.

Within a fairy mansion in the heavenly realm of the fairy world.

Sitting cross-legged, the body of the immortal in white suddenly leaned forward, his porcelain-white slender fingers tightly clenched in his heart, but he still couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood.

Xi Hua's shoulders trembled slightly, and it took a while to recover from the extremely painful and uncomfortable state.

Even so, Xi Hua broke out in a cold sweat at this time, almost soaking the clothes on his back.

Xi Hua vaguely saw his disheveled hair and disheveled appearance from the smooth jade floor, and he raised his hand to wipe the blood from his lips.

The back that was originally arched because of the pain sat up a little bit.

are you back?

There seemed to be the sound of phoenix singing and music coming from outside.

That was to congratulate the Emperor Zhongtian for finally returning to his throne after a catastrophe.

Xi Hua didn't go out, but he could imagine that the Zhongtian territory at this time must be full of auspicious clouds and brilliant rays of light.

All in all, it should be very lively.

The hall was quiet and silent, Xi Hua regained his composure at this moment, he didn't know which of these two trips to the underworld was more like a dream.

But in the end, it's all over.

Xi Hua felt a little sad, only felt that the heart seemed empty.

This life was ended by Xuandu's choice.

Probably the other party is also starting to get tired of such a calamity?

Although it is said to end earlier, the emperor will return to his throne earlier.

But a few days ago, Xuandu was still asking him where he wanted to go in the future, and was still planning their future.

With a rush of energy and blood, Xi Hua couldn't help covering his heart again, his face was as pale as paper, but his cheeks were morbidly red——

The other party's determination made Xi Hua start to doubt himself.

Doubt if I did something wrong.

In just a few months in this life, it seems that it is really just a dream.

Flowers are flowers in a mirror, and the moon is the moon in water.

Xi Hua slowly closed his eyelashes, and slowly let go of the hand clenched by his side, several deep bloodstains had been pinched out on his palm.

He was injured when his spirit descended to the lower realm, but now that he suddenly returned, it was a direct blow to him, directly hurting the spirit that had been cultivated for most of the time.

Since ascending to the upper realm, it was the first time that Xi Hua put himself in such a miserable state.

The sound of singing and music outside did not know when it had gradually died down.

But Xi Hua knew that this was just the beginning, and the immortals from the fairy world would probably come to Zhongtian Realm one after another in the past few days to congratulate the emperor on his return to the throne.

As a member of Zhongtian Territory, logically speaking, I should also go.

But at this time, Xi Hua's heart was only inexplicably irritated and resisted.

He doesn't want to go.

Even if I thought about what I would do if I came back many times before, it was just a thought after all.

Now it is really back.

And he came back so unexpectedly.

At this time, there was a rustling sound at the door,

Two figures sneakily appeared in front of the palace door. After pushing each other for a while and finding that neither could persuade the other, they finally knocked on the door together and shouted: "Xihua Immortal?"

It's those two people.

That's right, it's impossible for the two of them not to know about the affairs of their own lower realms. When they came here at this time, it was probably related to this matter.

Xi Hua didn't answer for a long time, and the two people outside the door didn't dare to rush, just stood there.

After a while, the palace door opened by itself.

It's just that after the two people with white eyebrows and long beards went in, they didn't see Xi Hua.

They had no choice but to shout again: "Xianjun?"

Xi Hua's voice sounded out of nowhere, so cold and indifferent that no emotions could be heard,

"What's the matter?"

Baimei and Changxu were confused by Xi Hua's attitude of not wanting to see each other, they hesitated for a moment, then they clasped their hands together and said, "I am following the emperor's order to send something to Xianjun... ..."

After the two of them said this, they thought that it was time for Xianjun to come out, right?

I just waited for a while, but I still didn't see anyone, and didn't even reply.

Shouldn't it be?

Baimei and Longxu looked at each other, and they both saw doubt and incomprehension in each other's eyes.

The two waited for a long time, and finally only got one sentence, "Put it there, and thank the emperor for me."

Until the two left, they still couldn't see Xi Hua.

After exiting the hall, Baimei looked at Changxu, and Changxu looked at Baimei.

The two looked at each other, as if they both wanted to say something, but they didn't know how to say it.

"You speak first."

"No, no, you should talk first."

The two declined each other for a while, and finally said together: "I don't feel right."

Bai Mei looked at Changxu: "The state of Xianjun Xi Hua seems a bit strange."

Long beard looked at Baimei: "The emperor seems to be a little strange after he comes back."

The eyebrows and beards of the two trembled together, and they said in unison: "The two of them!"

Then they all went silent again.

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"Then why didn't you say anything?"

"I dare not say."

"I dare not say."

The two shrunk their necks, their expressions becoming listless.

......

After the two left, Xi Hua hesitated for a long time before finally picking up the jade box that was placed on the table.

They sent someone to bring things over, but they didn't say anything else.

Maybe the other party still remembers those things, but at this time, as the king of Zhongtian, all kinds of mundane things are no longer important.

The box made of white jade was slightly cool to touch, and as soon as Xi Hua opened the lid, a very strange medicinal fragrance rushed to his face, just smelling this fragrance, the pain on the soul seemed to be relieved a lot.

This is a elixir used to repair the damage of the soul.

Injuries on the soul are more difficult to repair than ordinary injuries, let alone the soul of an immortal.

Most immortals are injured, so they can only recuperate by themselves, waiting for it to heal slowly.Because most of the items that can be repaired to the soul are extremely precious genius treasures, ordinary immortals can't afford to use them, and they are reluctant to use them.

And although Xi Hua now has the title of Xianjun, in fact, he is not much richer than when he first ascended, and he is still very poor.

So much so that he was injured and never thought that he could still take medicine...

With a somewhat complicated expression, Xi Hua picked up this extremely precious elixir, which might arouse the envy of many people if released now.

He knew he was hurt.

You should even know that the injury is more serious.

But even so, it was just such a pill sent by someone.

Sure enough, it's still different.

Put it before...

The corner of Xi Hua's mouth suddenly pulled out a somewhat self-deprecating smile, what was he thinking?

At least I should be glad now that the emperor can still consider the injury of such an ordinary immortal in Zhongtian territory.

Is this elixir considered compensation for my work-related injuries?

Xi Hua wanted himself not to seem too concerned about this matter, at least a little more relaxed.

But it couldn't be done at all, and even the corner of the mouth that was pulled up quickly slipped down.

Xi Hua inevitably realized that he just cared about this matter, very much.

In fact, since coming back to now, Xi Hua still has a little bit of hope in his heart. Although it sounds like a dream, but Xi Hua still thought, maybe the other party will come to him?

So many times of reincarnation, so many times of falling in love again, so that Xi Hua felt that no matter what happens, the other party will come to her again.

—— Such a law seems to be invalid at this time.

Xi Hua felt that his heart began to ache again, but he couldn't tell whether it was the pain caused by the injury of the soul or something else.

When Xi Hua was in the past, he didn't quite understand those immortals who would die or live for the sake of love.

He still doesn't want to die for this kind of thing now, but he understands how those people felt at that time.

Xi Hua looked at the pill in his hand and felt,

This is indeed a very tormenting thing.

......

After Baimei and Changxu sent the things out, they returned to Zhongtian Hall to report.

In fact, they didn't even know what Dijun asked them to give away, and Dijun never explained a lot of temperament.

Dijun was still sitting in a cloud of blurred light and shadow, unable to see his face clearly, nor could he distinguish between emotions and anger.

It seems that there is no difference from before the calamity, but there seems to be a little difference...

Baimei and Changxu lowered their heads after they finished speaking, not daring to make a sound.

"Did you hand over the thing to...?"

Bai Mei felt that her head was about to sweat, when did Dijun start asking about these trivial things?

The bodies of the two men bent down a little more, and they were very ashamed and said: "I have not been able to see the fairy..."

He sneaked a peek at Dijun's place, then quickly lowered his head, and whispered: "Xianjun doesn't seem to want to see me."

Baimei and Changxu murmured in their hearts, what is going on between this emperor and Xianjun Xihua?

Is this letting go or not letting go?

After the promised calamity, the past will disappear, and the past is like smoke?

Whether it's the emperor or Xihua Xianjun, it's obviously not right...

After the aloof Lord Zhongtian heard this reply, the figure in the cloud of light seemed to move a little bit.

"anything else?"

Dijun's voice couldn't hear any extra emotions, it was as calm as the stars in the night sky that hadn't changed for thousands of years.

Baimei silently gave Changxu, who had been pretending to be dead, an elbow, motioning for him to answer this question.

The long beard who was bumped suddenly was about to break out in cold sweat, if it wasn't for being in the Zhongtian Palace at this time, if it wasn't for the emperor's face at this time, he could only wish to jump up and give Baimei a shudder.

It's so deceitful!How does he know what else is there? !

What did Dijun want to ask?

The long beard searched his guts, quickly read the previous conversation again, and then tentatively said: "Xihua Xianjun also said, thank you, Emperor."

I don't know if it was an illusion of the two of them, but after Changxu finished speaking, he always felt that the temperature in the Zhongtian Palace seemed to have dropped a lot.

Long Xu lowered his head, only feeling at a loss in his heart.

Did he say something wrong?