9000 years

Qiong Ji was stunned in place, for a moment he almost forgot what he should say and do, just stood there stiffly, like a child who did something wrong and was about to be criticized, at a loss, he blinked twice with difficulty Eyes, try to tell if Feng Luo is joking with him.

He put back the untimely smile at the corner of his mouth, tried his best to keep his voice down, trying to appear casual, "Don't remember me? Then you are really at a loss."

One second, two seconds, three seconds expected that Feng Luo's chuckle did not come, Qiong Ji raised his eyes to look at him, and the moment his eyes met the person's, his heart sank suddenly, Feng Luo's eyes were too strange, and his defense was obvious Well, that can't be pretended at will, not to mention that the situation is so tense now, there is no need to do these useless actions to verify friendship.

Now, Qiong Ji didn't know what expression to put on, Feng Luo forgot about him, then there was really no one around him.

The person on the bed suddenly sat up, and the moment he approached, Qiong Ji obviously took half a step back, the familiar pity was imprinted in the person's eyes, Feng Luo came up to him, and said very softly: "Don't cry .”

Qiong Ji touched his face, no wonder, no wonder that person came over abruptly, it turned out that he was crying, and he didn't know when he cried, so he hurriedly wiped away his tears again, wanting to smile But he can't even talk about it, how should he get along with the person in front of him, should he be introduced first?Tell the other person who you are?Whenever he thinks about it, Qiong Ji feels hopeless. He didn't feel it when Feng Luo was there, but now he suddenly loses his memory, it's like waking up from a dream, and all the good things that were laid out turned into bubbles, all shattered.

This was a huge blow to Qiong Ji.

"Don't cry, uh" the man in front of him stammered and covered his chest in a hurry, his facial features were all twisted together, the sky was getting darker, Qiong Ji was taken aback, and hurriedly approached to ask, "What's wrong? What's wrong with you?" ?”

In the twilight, Qiong Ji's tears gleamed, Feng Luo Yu stared at the man's face in the dark, and said for a long while: "You, you are very important."

Qiong Ji paused, looked at the other person blankly, tears fell on the back of his hand in the blink of an eye, he didn't seem to understand Feng Luo's meaning, and stared at the person's face childishly, "What do you mean?"

Feng Luo didn't respond, but just looked at him seriously, his eyes were familiar yet unfamiliar, making people want to cry, Qiong Ji sniffed, realizing that he was saying that he was very important to him, he had never been like this If you hate Feng Luo, you don't say much, so can't you say a few more words to make it clear?

"Yes, it's very important, you are me, it's me" Qiongji choked up as he spoke, almost unable to speak, tears streaming down his cheeks. Frustrated, although Feng Luo didn't talk much, he was terribly stubborn in many things. From the very beginning, he didn't approve of cooperating with Ling Yi, and the two had a lot of unhappiness because of this. Just the night before the accident in Nanying, the two Because of the matter of sending additional troops, people became very stiff for a while. Qiong Ji didn't even call Feng Luo when he was sleeping. I don't know if Feng Luo slept with him that night. When he woke up, the man had already put on his clothes and hurriedly headed to the South Camp. Even in such an embarrassing situation, Feng Luo still covered his clothes immediately Blinding his eyes, not letting him look at those bloody things, Qiong Ji originally wanted to be soft with others, but unfortunately Feng Luo returned to the tent very late, and Qiong Ji didn't get up when he saw that his expression was tired Huatou, the two of them lay quietly with their clothes on, Qiong Ji didn't even get into the bed, and just slept behind the desk for a while, he still remembered that time, Feng Luo looked at him by the bed for a long time, but no one said a word , Finally, in a hurry, the night passed.

The encounters in life are sometimes like this. Once many words are delayed, there may never be a chance to say them.

Tears flowed all over his face, almost covering Qiong Ji's sight, he completed the second half of the sentence in a choked up state, which was also something he had never said before, "You are the one I like, the one I want to be with for the rest of my life yes"

The intermittent voice fell, and the person next to the bed who was about to cry was suddenly pulled up vigorously, the familiar smell penetrated into the nostrils, and the sound of the wind rang in his ears, he hugged Qiong Ji in his arms tightly, and the voice in the voice It's all pity,

"do not Cry."

Qiong Ji was tightly bound by someone, he couldn't even breathe smoothly for a while, his eyes widened in astonishment, and he raised his head from the shoulders of the person for a while, the person in front of him looked at him cautiously, the next second, Qiong Ji He gritted his teeth and collected his spiritual power, and the moment he slapped Feng Luo on the back, he stopped. He pursed his mouth and said without any momentum: "I'm going to kill you, you liar."

The person sitting across from him finally smiled, he hugged him into his arms, and patted his back one after another, Feng Luo's heart was beating very fast, Qiongji's tears that were about to be shed finally all fell on the person's On his shoulder, after a while, he heard someone say, "Can you, say it again?"

Qiong Ji was about to be laughed angrily by him, just to make fun of himself for such a sentence, he should really kill him, but after this one time, Qiong Ji suddenly felt deeply that he really couldn't do without the person in front of him, In the past, love was hidden in the mouth, and I always felt that it was very strange to say it. I thought that maybe the other party would understand it. If it wasn't for this, maybe he would never admit that the other party is the person he likes, and he can talk absurdly everywhere. , but to Feng Luo, he kept his mouth shut, for fear that he would lose completely if he was not careful, but now he understands that if he likes it, he likes it. It is precisely because I have never said it before that I will repeatedly test it. The other party is afraid of crossing the line, and I am ashamed to speak out. The relationship between the two seems to be intimate. Give him another chance.

Qiong Ji hugged Feng Luo's waist tightly, pressed against the man's ear, and said softly and shyly: "I, I like you."

The person in his arms trembled for a moment, Qiong Ji wanted to laugh, laughing at his ignorance of world affairs, he had such a big reaction in just one sentence, but unfortunately he laughed to the point of his mouth, and he felt sad for no reason, and the other party's deep voice rang in his ears , Qiongji heard someone say: "Me too, Xinyue, you like it very much."

If the last three words were not too close, I'm afraid I couldn't hear them.

He buried himself on someone's shoulder and laughed, it was probably the most beautiful words that Qiong Ji had ever heard in his life.

Just after midnight, there was silence in Wan Yao Palace. Feng Luo sat on the bed and cleaned Qiong Ji's wound. I agree with Feng Luo's approach, but I still subconsciously want to hear his opinion on major issues, not to mention that Feng Luo has devoted himself to the balance of all parties since Qiongji came to power. Yao killed many important ministers, and turmoil in the court is inevitable. Qiongji was actually a little apprehensive, afraid that Fengluo would disagree with his actions and blame him for being reckless, but under such circumstances, who can calmly reason with others, let alone The other party didn't come here to be reasonable, otherwise why so many people came.

Surprisingly, Feng Luo agreed with his approach very much, and even rarely analyzed the next situation and possible situations. Qiong Ji looked in the direction of Fenghuo, not wanting to come so fast.

Xuanli stood still above the clouds, the flames in the four directions were endless, and the smell of carrion could be smelled from a long distance. It was the smell of the monster burning corpses. As Emperor Wei said, under reincarnation, no one is spared, and this calamity in the Three Realms cannot be avoided.

He quickly took the soul-replenishing pan in his hand to the shrine where the human world rested. The lights in the hall were not lit. It was already late at night, and the surroundings were silent. Xuanli didn't think much about it. As soon as he took a step, Xuanli realized that something was wrong. Something seemed to be stuck under his feet. He raised his toes, and there were a few straws on the soles of his feet. It was winter in the world, and the withered grass would break when the wind blows. On the human shoes, if there is not something thick and sticky that can be glued on it, this situation will definitely not happen, then it is blood!

Xuanli quickly got into the ancestral hall, but there was no one in front of the hall. The turf where Fuyu was originally placed was blown all over the ground. Xuanli looked through the moonlight and saw that the ground was clean and there seemed to be no blood. Who was the blood outside the house? left?What about people?

Blood is hot, as long as you follow the blood, you should be able to find someone, Xuanli tried to identify the smell of Fu Yu and Jing An in the air, but unfortunately found nothing, the two of them seemed to have evaporated from the world

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Xuanli was still holding Buhun Fan in his hand, the moment he raised his hand, a strange and abrupt thought appeared in Xuanli's mind, he thought of Qingheng.

First Shifangjian, then Buhunfan, knowing that I was in a hurry, but insisted on letting myself drink a cup of tea, the words I said on the way are very strange now, what is gain and loss is normal, don't worry too much , the time is gone, the catastrophe is over, the seven emotions and six desires recede, and the true immortality

What is he trying to say?

A thunderbolt protruded from the western sky, Xuanli looked sideways, and at the third moment of Yinshi, the thunder was overwhelming!

It's a catastrophe, whose catastrophe is it?

Is that the direction of Jiyuan Palace?

Fuyu 9000 years!

Xuanli almost used all his life's skills in flying, his clothes and hair fluttered, and he kept praying, hurry up, hurry up again.

However, it is too far away, from the human world to the heaven, across the four gods, through the 77 heavens guarded by the magic soldiers, to the hundred heavens, through the Chijin Terrace, and then up to the Jiyuan Palace.

Is it really Qingheng?

Cold sweat poured out of clenched fists, Xuanli's heart seemed to fly out of his chest, he rushed through the heavens, the wings of the phoenix spread out at some point, and the huge wings with flames skipped across the void, a brilliant red Shadow, went straight to Jiyuan Palace.

The first divine thunder fell.

Xuanli's heart trembled violently, and there was a "click" in his mind, as if something was broken, and his heart ached.

The second divine thunder, Luo, Xuanli had just stepped into the Hundred Heavens, when his arm suddenly became stiff for a moment.

The moment the third thunder fell, a glaring light pierced through the void and cut off the divine thunder. Immediately afterwards, a white figure descended from the sky. Fuyu on the top was tightly protected in his arms.

The 9000-year-old Thunder of Conferring the Gods is very acceptable to people. The dazzling white light penetrated Xuanli's wings and landed on the person's back. The whole person seemed to be split apart. The moment he was finished, blood gushed out from Xuanli's mouth. , he couldn't care less about looking at other things, his eyes were full of the person in his arms, but the person in his arms was already unconscious, his whole body was cold, as if he was dead.

Qingheng was standing above the clouds, the dark clouds carried by Tianlei were incompatible with the ever-bright Baichongtian, the whisk in his arms was swaying, Xuanli touched the man's face, his fingers were trembling and he dared not go Putting it under the nose, Fuyu's soul was shattered, Xuanli could feel it.

"Fengling, you have no choice but to end your life here. 6000 years ago, you went against the sky to cut your bones open to continue your life, which caused wars in the three worlds. Today, the world is dead, the monster clan is in chaos, the people in the world are in dire straits, and the ghosts of the underworld are hard to accept. It is all because of this change, the demon god is neither a demon nor a god, and was originally tolerated by the Three Realms, and now it ends like this, it is considered a good life, and the time is long, and you can get the way if you put it down, don't be obsessed with it."

Xuanli didn't respond, but just stared at Fuyu in front of him. The little guy's originally bright face was bloodless, his head drooped in front of his chest, and his silver hair was scattered randomly. Withered grass, wounds all over his body, the scars on his palms have not fully healed, and the wounds on his face are even more terrifying. He hardly dares to reach out to touch it, he is afraid that if he touches it, he will be broken.

It's just that, is it also called a good life?

Heh, he suddenly laughed, Dao?Fuck him|fuck the avenue!