[Red Mansion + Xiuxian] Perfect match

After the man squeezed his bloody fingers to write the blood book, and Ah Zhu checked it out, he put the blood book into the orb.

The man finally breathed a sigh of relief, and asked eagerly, "Da Xian'er, can the little one go now?"

But Azhu glanced at him with a sinister smile, "Who said you can leave, you stay here for me now!"

The man's eyes widened in fear, and he saw Ah Zhu holding the dragon ball in his hand and throwing it into the air, the golden light instantly blinded the man's eyes, his body scattered like mist, and then he was completely absorbed into the dragon ball.

Ah Zhu took back the Dragon Ball, and looked at the completely unstained exterior with disgust, and said, "I'm not happy to put you villains and wives together, you just stay for two days, and come back when you need witnesses." Let you out!"

"Gah! Gah!"

As if in response to Azhu's words at this time, a black crow in the sky circled around Azhu's head non-stop, making an ominous cry.

Azhu suddenly raised her head and stared at the crow, with one hand on her hips and the other pointing to the sky, "Scream! It's so noisy, if you scream again, be careful I'll put you in the bead!"

The crow seemed to accept her threat, immediately shut its mouth, flapped its wings and flew away.

The city was already in chaos at this time. The fire broke out in the middle of the night. Many people were choked by the fireworks in their sleep and passed out until they died. carbon.

There are people who have lost their loved ones and cried bitterly everywhere. Some people rushed out of the house, but encountered a bigger fire head-on, and some people hurriedly hid in corners that had not been burned, completely at a loss.

Babies were crying, children were crying for their parents, there were riots everywhere, and there were tragic scenes of burning everywhere.

People can no longer feel a little sense of security, and some even knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the sky, begging God to give them the last trace of mercy.

The pitch-black crow seemed fearless, gliding proudly in the air like an eagle. It passed through the scorching male flames, flew over the heads of countless victims, and finally flew out of the city at the speed of piercing meteors.

The crow finally flew in front of a majestic mansion, and formed a tall figure in mid-air. He tapped his toes lightly in mid-air, as if climbing down the stairs.

The two red lanterns in front of the mansion gave off a hazy light, illuminating the man's extremely handsome face. He was wearing a purple dragon jeweled crown that was very unsuitable for the background of this era, and he was wearing a black embroidered dragon robe. With an awe-inspiring temperament and scorching brilliance, she is not like the sons and brothers of ordinary rich and noble families.

The man looked up at the plaque of General Zhenyuan's Mansion hanging in front of the mansion, frowned, then raised his hand and waved in front of him, only to see another change in his appearance.

Looking at his appearance at this time, he is just an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, wearing a strong blue suit with a long knife on his waist, he seems to be a capable warrior.

The man stepped forward and knocked on the gate of General Zhenyuan's mansion, and after a while, the concierge opened the door to ask questions, and the man replied one by one, "I, Gu Qing, is a subordinate of Liu Fang, the subordinate of King Gongyu in the capital. King Gongyu's secret report must be submitted to General Zhenyuan..."

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Azhu was walking alone on the desolate path, looking far to the north, the flames rising from the sky had dyed half of the sky red, her physique was different from ordinary people, her eyes and ears were clearer, and the heart-piercing scream Shouts and cries densely passed through the eardrums, triggering a scene of memory fragments that had never been thought of.

Azhu only vaguely remembered that his younger brother Zhao Gongming seemed to have taken Sanxiao's golden scissors, and wanted to fight with Xiqi army commander Jiang Ziya, but he was killed by the opponent's nail-headed seven-arrow book. Find Mingzhu in order to avenge the blood feud.

At that time, Azhu was the head of the golden immortals of the Jiejiao sect, and was always favored by the leader of the Tongtian sect, who was lawless. When he heard the news, he was still furious, and vowed to avenge his junior brother, completely forgetting that his master Wan Fan told him to stay in Biyou Palace. Avoid the catastrophe.

So Ah Zhu stole Master's Hunyuan Jindou and fought three hundred rounds with the three junior sisters and Jiang Ziya's Xiqi army. The cries and cries are all different from this scene.

Azhu is the shape of a dragon ball, possessing the power of chaos at the beginning of the world and the divine power of the dragon, not to mention being under the golden fairy, even the golden fairy of Daluo can fight.

In the end, not only did she annihilate the opponent's entire army, even Jiang Ziya almost died at her hands, and the name of the killing god resounded throughout the prehistoric world!

What's ridiculous is that Sansheng clearly said that teaching and teaching should be cut and explained as one, and that she would never interfere in the affairs of her sect, but she claimed to be orthodox in the Taoist sect, but she came out to uphold justice for her disciple Jiang Ziya.

On that day, the sage Yuanshi Tianzun stood high in the clouds, surrounded by purple air and surrounded by auspicious clouds, and shouted indifferently: "You surrender quickly, I will spare you the disaster of killing yourself!"

Seeing the treasure being taken away and seeing the sage in front of him, Sanxiao was dumbfounded, and bowed down in front of that good master Yuanshi.

However, Azhu was already so red-eyed, how could she be willing to bow her head and surrender, the anger of being suppressed by Chanjiao for many years was suddenly aroused, and she wanted to fight alone, but a blue long sword flew out of nowhere and pierced her fiercely chest...

Azhu covered her ears and squatted down in pain, the screams seemed to still be ringing in her ears, mixed with the shouts of the victims, endless, like a magic sound piercing her brain.

Why didn't Master come to save her, and why did she become a little mortal?

But it turned out that she had already committed a heinous murder, and it turned out that she had already died...

Is the Azhu she has now, the Azhu in her memory, or is it just an obsession!

"The saints are all ants, and the calculations of the heavens are not in a good time. Azhu, you are carrying half a chaotic orb, and the chaotic orb itself has the ability to split the sky and the earth. Remember how the father god fell. Your existence itself I was tabooed by the Dao of Heaven, but Dao Dao 49, Tianyan [-], there is a ray of life in it, Azhu, you are the most valued disciple of the teacher, from today onwards, stay in Biyou Palace to avoid disaster, ten thousand years You are not allowed to go out within..."

Master's generous and warm palms gently covered the top of her hair, and the snow-like long white hair poured down from her shoulders, spilling silver light all over the ground. Azhu, who was still young, did not understand the majesty of a saint, so she clung to her master presumptuously. Zun's arms crawled into his embrace, only to see a trace of warmth in the cold and indifferent eyes that came from both sides.

And now, will we never see such a gentle and loving Master again?

The master who held her in the palm of his hand and nourished her with aura every day, taking care of her like a biological father, has disappeared...

"Azhu, although you can't accept your position as a saint, as long as you are a teacher for a day, no one will dare to bully you in this prehistoric world!"

"Azhu, this is the treasured garment of the East Sea Lingjiao made for you by my master. It must look good when you wear it!"

Azhu knelt on the ground trembling all over, tightly covering her eyes with both hands, her nose felt sore, tears poured down like this, through the white and tender fingers, dripping onto the ground.

"Master..." Ah Zhu couldn't help but burst into tears, holding the ground with her fingertips until traces of blood appeared.

However, the pain at the fingertips could not soothe the ache in her heart like a surging tide. Ah Zhu, who never knew what regret was, suddenly hated herself extremely, why didn't she listen to Master's advice, why did she naively think that she had something against the sky? ability!

She is gone, the saddest person in the world is probably only Shizun...

"Azhu!"

There was a carriage flying towards this side on the path, and a small furry head appeared from the curtain of the carriage, waving at her and shouting loudly, "Azhu, are you alright?"

Azhu looked up dully, and saw two old horses neighing and stopping in front of her. Master Qingyang grabbed the reins and bent over, took Azhu into his arms, and wiped her with his hand. Crying with snot and tears in his face, he suppressed his anger and said, "Don't cry, Ah Zhu, where are those villains? I'm here to avenge you for you!"

Azhu was stunned, in a trance, the master had said in front of her, "Azhu, don't be afraid, anyone who dares to bully you, the teacher will definitely seek justice for you!"

The two figures that were completely different in memory and reality merged into one in an instant, as if she had found someone she could rely on in her heart, she only felt a soreness in front of her eyes, she puckered her mouth, grabbed Qingyang's collar, and shouted loudly. Weeping bitterly, "Wuuu... Master, please don't leave Ah Zhu... Ah Zhu is obedient... Ah Zhu will never cause trouble again, Master, please don't leave Ah Zhu alone..."

The smooth, white and tender little finger scratched some bloodstains on the collar of Master Qing Yang, and his tears and snot even rubbed against him, but to Master Qing Yang, he was flattered, the one he held in his arms was not an ordinary girl , but the God of the Upper Realm.

Of course, gods also have the seven emotions and six desires, joy, anger and sorrow, and those who are truly without sorrow or joy are probably the only way of heaven that can be counted as unrevealed.

Seeing Ah Zhu like this, Qing Yang felt inexplicably stuffy and uncomfortable. He knew in his heart that the master in the other party's mouth was not referring to himself. She always only called her master, presumably to make them completely What's more, they are not so familiar and intimate.

Therefore, he recognized his identity from the very beginning, but seeing Ah Zhu crying loudly and having his fingers injured like this, he really felt a little distressed, after all, this is his only disciple.

But in the end he just sighed a long time, stretched out his hand and patted her on the back lightly, even if she was a stand-in, that's all, who made her a god, presumably the master of the gods and gods is some kind of great big shot. It's worth it even once.

Bizhi and Huanbi had crawled out of the carriage a long time ago, but they didn't know what to do when they saw Ahzhu hugging real Qingyang and weeping loudly. Huanbi had never seen her own girl cry before. Knowing her identity, I couldn't respect her more.

But the expression on Bizhi's face was much more complicated, he was in fear all the time, on the one hand he hoped that Azhu would remember himself in his heart, on the other hand he was afraid that Azhu would remember everything, remembering...that she was stabbed to death by his sword that scene of...