Purple Qi Donglai

The black iron fan flew all the way to the ten-mile peach forest. After Jing Qiong handed Feng Jiu to Zheyan, she turned around and wanted to leave, but Zheyan pulled her sleeves,

"Yu Yan is coming back," Zheyan sighed quietly, then stared at Jingqiong and said,

There was a trace of bitterness in his eyes, and the originally clear eyes gradually lost their luster.

"It doesn't matter if you come back or not, I'm done with her long ago," he immediately put down Zheyan's hand, and then put the black iron fan on his waist, and said calmly, but there was a hint of surprise in his tone ,

"Jingqiong, why can't you and Yu Yan sit down and talk calmly, if it was her back then." Zheyan was about to say something, but suddenly realized something, and stopped,

"Calm? Fenghuang, as soon as I speak to her, we will fight with each other, and the anger will splatter, how can we talk about peace?" Jing Qiong's mouth overflowed with a mocking smile, and the only trace of surprise in the depths of his eyes was gradually replaced by anger. cover,

Zheyan knew that it was boring, no matter what he said, it would be useless, so he turned and left. At the same time as he left, the white figure behind him had already disappeared.

The Qingyou Netherworld has been ruled by Yu Yu since the peace of heaven and earth. For the Celestial Clan, Yu Yu is a cold and indifferent person. It is said that she had a predestined relationship with Jingqiong Shangshen, the god of Jingting. What's more, Jing Qiong admired Yu Yu for a long time, but Yu Yu was too cold and had a very proud temperament. The two of them The things between the two are also full of fog, which makes the gods puzzled.

But in fact, the relationship between Jing Qiong and Yu Yan is not what they say. It is true that Jing Qiong likes Yu Yan. Perhaps it can also be said that he likes Yu Yan's face, not her temperament, cold and arrogant. People, every time they meet Yu Yan, he and she will definitely quarrel, and finally break up unhappy. Compared with Lian Song and Chengyu's love-hate entanglement for three generations, Donghua and Feng Jiu's three generations of hatred Sadistic love, the love-hate entanglement between Mo Yuan and Shaowan in the third generation, the relationship between him and Yu Yan can only be described as a war of words and rage,

Since the tens of thousands of years of his retreat, Yu Yan has also disappeared, and the underworld has been in chaos for a while because of Yu An's disappearance. It was not until Yu An's cronies took over the underworld on his behalf that the Qingyou Netherland was safe and sound.

It seems that the two of them retired together and then went to the mortal world together. This incident spread throughout the heavens at that time, especially Zheyan and Donghua always discussed very happily, and would mention a few words from time to time,

But Jing Qiong never denies that he loved Yu Yan, perhaps in the softest part of his heart, she still retains her position, even after tens of millions of years, there will be no change,

He also never denied that during these tens of thousands of years, he had never thought about Yu Yan at all, even if only her figure appeared in front of him from time to time, the she who quarreled with him constantly, the one who insisted on her own opinion with him, the one who hid with him She retreated.

But after all, there is a Milky Way between him and her. Although they are close at hand, they cannot be crossed.

Even though he has often inquired about her for tens of thousands of years, and has never been to the court meeting for tens of thousands of years, he still misses her in his heart. This fact will not change no matter how many thousands of years pass. One point, Jing Qiong never denied,

And every time he thought of this, his heart was more or less bitter.

The relationship between him and Yu Yan seems to be deep, but in fact the relationship is shallow.

The cause is born from the heart, and since the heart dies,

The Lord of the Blue Netherworld,

God of Happy Heavenly Clan,

It's a wrong fate

By destiny,

In front of the Sansheng Stone,

Naihe Bridge,

The third generation never forgets,

Finally, there is a ripple,