I heard that you are my son's father

Lu Qingyu also thought of that girl, she was fifteen or sixteen years old when she hid the vines on her body and turned into a human.

It is no longer possible to find the string of jade beads on her body, and it was also taken by Yuan Zhao to nourish the vines, and later turned into ashes together with Yuan Zhao. The bell rang.

Only then did Qi Yan dare to say to the people around him: "That girl in green is Mo Quanyou's younger sister."

When she appeared to pray for the banquet, she heard the ringing of the bell. However, that girl was neither human nor ghost, and death would be the relief.

Lu Qingyu said: "I know."

After a while of silence, there was another sentence, which was not uttered in the end.

He wanted to say that Mo Quanyou also knew when he was dying.

When the jade beads carried by her sister were too close to the bell, the bell would ring. Mo Quanyou suddenly realized at that moment that he wanted to attack Yuanzhao desperately. Of course he knew that he was hitting the stone with an egg, but he couldn't live. He had imagined it countless times. What will happen to my younger sister? I am afraid that she will be sold into a fireworks field, that she will be beaten and scolded, but the most frightening thing is that she will be used as a tool for refining medicine and poison.

But what he feared most was true.

It's okay if he doesn't know, if he knows, it's impossible to live anymore.

The two sighed softly, and stood still for a while under the warm spring sun on the green grass. There was a gentle breeze on the bridge, and a few petals fell. The girls exclaimed how beautiful it was.

Qi Yan remembered that when he walked through the forest of flowers, Ah Qing's bell also rang, and he felt joy in his heart under the forest covered with fallen flowers.

He took the hands of the people around him: "Let's go over there and have a look."

The two stepped onto the stone bridge, walked through the rustling flower forest, shook off the flowers on their shoulders, and saw a house surrounded by green bricks and white tiles. The small courtyard was blown by the breeze, and the wooden door creaked. Locked and blown open by the wind.

The square courtyard, several houses, and the steps under the porch are covered with flowers of all kinds, competing for beauty. No one has lived here for a long time, and the flowers are blooming profusely.

But the courtyard is neither dilapidated nor dusty, as if something has been protecting it, keeping the scenery inside as it was when we left.

This should also be a small spirit art, the same as Lu Qingyu's Feng Yuzong, but the spirit art here has been around for a long, long time, and although the world inside has not changed its old appearance, they can already walk in without hindrance.

Someone passed by outside the yard, looked in, and kindly told: "This yard is strange, the flowers are invincible, and the grass is evergreen. Be careful, don't destroy it, people here will not tamper with the things inside. "

The two responded and walked a few steps in the courtyard.

Next to the small stone table, there is a small bamboo bed that can shake. The bamboo bed is covered with a fluffy blanket, and there are small bells hanging around it.

Lu Qingyu's hands trembled slightly, and he gently shook the bamboo bed.

The banquet has already been guessed: "Could this be the place where your parents lived in seclusion?"

The person in front of him trembled even more, and his heart was already telling him, yes.

When he came here for the first time, he probably also felt how happy and warm his parents had spent here, so he felt happy.

His parents abandoned everything back then and came to the human world to hide from the world and live in seclusion. Later, because of him, they returned to the realm of cultivation. After he was born, his spiritual root was incompatible with the devil's energy, so his parents wanted to take him back to find a way.

Later, the solution I found was that we could only keep the same thing. Both the fairy and the devil were fighting for each other, which eventually led to the two being separated from one heart.

It turns out that 700 years have passed since the barrier sealed this paradise.

The flowers in the old court are still flying, but no one is seen at that time.

He was sure that this was the place where his parents had lived, and he confirmed it by praying for a banquet. He took his hand and caressed the imprint like a thin leaf on the back of the hand. struck by lightning.

That Dao Lei saved him, but also left a mark.

The banquet said: "If the guess is correct, this is the breath left by your parents."

Lu Qingyu raised his eyes slightly.

"They have lived here, and there is some spiritual power left. For hundreds of years, the spiritual power has sensed you and saved you. Their last breath is still concerned about you."

The hand in the palm trembled slightly.

The banquet pulled him even tighter: "So, don't hate the body your parents gave you, whether it's a human or a demon body, don't despise yourself."

Lu Qingyu looked at him blankly, and after a long time, he lowered his eyebrows and stroked the mark, then nodded vigorously.

The two walked out of the courtyard, closed the door gently, and left the spring full of garden in the enchantment, letting it freeze into eternity.

"Where else do you want to go?"

The banquet said: "Chunxi City." He asked for opinions from the people around him, "I want to undo the enchantment of the Feather Sect."

Lu Qingyu thought for a moment: "Aren't we going to go back again?"

"Life is only a hundred years. Let's come to the human world once, and come back next time. Maybe the people we met in the past have been buried in dust. If you want the Yuyu sect to continue to live, people come and go, or you want it to be like It’s the same here, forever locked in dust?”

Lu Qingyu thought for a while: "I want it to be alive and lively."

"Well, I think so too."

Let Xianyuzong become a normal courtyard in the bustling city. They are not here, but there will be descendants here. Maybe it is still a sect, or it may be something else.

But it can witness the coming and going of generations of people, and it will watch many dense years and fireworks in the world for those who have left.

The two of them rode the wind to Chunxi City, it was already dusk, there was little smoke in the street, and there was a stream of light floating in front of the Yu Yuzong, they walked in through the barrier.

The silk flowers in front of the window are still swaying in the wind, and the lamps in the porch are shaking slightly.

As night approached, the candles in the porch were lit for prayers, and the small courtyard slowly lit up with dim yellow lights, sprinkled softly on the ground.

Although there is no dust and no one in the rooms, the lighting is soft, but it is also a little deserted.

"It will be lively." Qi Yan looked around the small courtyard.

The two went upstairs, pushed open the door, the open book was still on the bedside, and there was still tea on the table.

"I came back later." Qi Yan stroked the table and chairs.

"You came before?"

"Well, I came to see you. I originally wanted to give you the Ganoderma lucidum, but I didn't know that you had already gone to the world of cultivation." It had been a few years since he came to the human world last time.

A few years, it doesn't seem to be long, I used to be an old friend, and I can meet again.

"If I knew that you would come to me, then I would definitely wait for you here and not go anywhere." Lu Qingyu touched a wooden box by his hand, a little sadness flashed in his eyes, but he was also boundless in relief. Fortunately, they still Reunion.

Qi Yan looked at him: "Do you remember what's in this box?"

"Happy clothes." Lu Qingyu did not hesitate.

Qi Yan walked over and opened the box, the bright red wedding dress was still as bright as before.

"Unfortunately, I never had a chance to pass through." Lu Qingyu teased, before closing it.

Qi Yan blocked it with his hands: "I saw you pass through."

"what?"

"You tried it on in my room. At that time, I was on the roof." He looked at the flustered eyes of the people above, and moved closer, "It's very beautiful, it's a stunning beauty I've never seen before."

The other party blushed: "I just... just try it out and see how Rong Yinzhai's skills are."

"Then... how about the craftsmanship?"

"No... I don't know, I didn't try it out, I just wore it a little bit."

"Oh." Qi Yan said with a smile, seeing his blushing face, he thought amusedly, "Then do you want to try again?"

The person in front of him raised his eyes in panic, suddenly there was a flash of surprise, and then he darkened: "Why are you trying it?" Although he said so, he rubbed the clothes for a while, and found a reason, "You feel It looks good, so it’s okay if I put it on and show you.”

He took off his outer shirt, shook off his wedding clothes, a rosy glow flashed in front of his eyes, Ruyu's hands slipped through the red sleeves, Ah Qing often wears red now.

But the dark red toga was not as bright as this wedding dress, and his face was as red as the clothes, like peach blossoms and spring breeze, which made the heartbeat of praying for the banquet stop suddenly.

The blushing person turned around and lowered his eyebrows again: "Does it look good?"

"nice."

The man's face turned even redder, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, but he still didn't dare to meet his eyes. He wanted to ask, do you still want to get married?

But I'm afraid that if I ask you only to get a cold answer, it's not as good as it is now, at least the two of you are always together, and they have done all the things between lovers.

He hesitated for a while, and was about to take it off, but before he could move, he suddenly heard a "click", his back was split open, and the clothes were about to fall off, so Qi Yan quickly grabbed them.

Lu Qingyu was embarrassed: "I'm not fat..."

"That's not the problem." Qi Yan grabbed his clothes from behind, and his voice came from his shoulders, "I remembered, I once wanted to find a chain for the golden body curse in your heart, and I had nothing else at hand. Just randomly drew a red thread from here."

He put his other hand around the opponent's waist from the back, and lightly pulled the collar: "The red thread is here now."

Lu Qingyu looked down at the red flower in his heart. Two strands of red thread meandered. The person behind him was too close. He grabbed his torn clothes with one hand and pulled his collar away with the other. He felt a little uncomfortable: "Take out a Gensi, the clothes are torn, and the workmanship is not very good."

"Maybe I picked a very important one by coincidence." Qi Yan's eyes lingered on the lipstick line of the heart, the red clothes were luxuriant, and the flowers trembled slightly.

He slowly let go of his grip on the clothes, and the ripped clothes slowly slipped down his back. The person in front of him turned around in doubt, there were still clothes inside, so he wouldn't be naked, but it was still very Shy: "What's wrong?"

Qi Yan continued to pick up his collar, and chuckled: "I'll see if the red string is tied to the flower."

"Haven't you never seen it?" Lu Qingyu said, "It won't change again."

"Really, make sure." When the banquet got closer, Lu Qingyu's breath came to his ears, and Lu Qingyu realized that his face was even redder, "Then...then look."

As soon as the voice fell, the people had been rushed to the bed, and the curtains were lowered to capture a spring night.