[Lotus Lantern] Free Sky

"Brother Hongyun, you already knew that I was Primordial Purple Qi? Didn't you?" Yang Xin'er hoped that Hongyun would say "no", but

"I..." Hong Yun was taken aback, and said: "Yes." His voice was calm and indifferent as usual, without any waves.

"It turns out that you are willing to take care of me and protect me because I am the primordial purple qi? So you are because of the primordial purple qi." Instead of really liking me.Yang Xin'er's eyes were full of despair and loss, as well as self-mockery, when Hong Yun's soft "yes" was said flatly from Hong Yun's mouth, there was a rumble in her head, something fell down and shattered in her heart.She stared blankly at Hong Yun, stepped back a few steps, with tears in her eyes, "Okay, I will return the Primordial Purple Qi to you right away. From now on, I don't owe you anything."

Saying that, he closed his eyes, and slapped his palm on the top of his head, and crystal tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.It turns out that I am just a thing, something that temporarily locks your primordial purple energy, like a mortal vessel, which can be discarded and broken at any time.Then I will do what you wish, give back your primordial purple energy, and give me back my free heart!There was a muffled sound, and immediately, blood flowed down Xiao Xin'er's palm, and slowly merged into a stream, winding down his cheeks and ears.

Xin'er's blood stained Ziyan's Fenyue skirt, and at the same time, it hurt Hongyun's eyes.

"Xin'er!" When Yang Xin'er fell down, Hong Yun was in a mess. He ran to Yang Xin'er and held Xin'er in his arms, with confusion, shock, and panic in his eyes.

"I wish you really liked me. Why? Why didn't you lie to me? However, Brother Hongyun, I still want to thank you for giving me this happy time. Now, I give you my life. From now on, we two No debt." As he said, wisps of purple mist appeared on Xin'er's body in his arms, wrapped in dots of purple fluorescent light, and circled around Hongyun, gradually blending into Hongyun's body.Soon, as the purple fluorescent light left his body, Xin'er's face became bloodless, and in a blink of an eye, there was no vitality at all.

—she smiled and closed her eyes.It seems that this is also a relief.

"Xin'er—" Hong Yun's voice choked up, she looked at Yang Xin'er in her arms in disbelief, something flickered in her eyes, "Why are you so stupid?"

At this time, Lao Hongjun appeared behind Hongyun not far away.Although Hongyun's back is turned away, after years of getting along, he also knows that it is Hongjun's ancestor (clone/body).At this time, Hong Yun was filled with a kind of indifferent and suffocating sadness, which was not heavy and faint, but after seeing it, people felt as if they were being pulled by something. "Why?" He still squatted there, knowing that it was Hongjun who came, but he didn't make any sign, as if he didn't see it.

"It was I who told her the secret about her life experience." In fact, Hongjun Patriarch did not expect Yang Xin'er's reaction to be so intense, and he actually paid back with his life.At first, Hongjun just wanted to separate Hongyun and Yang Xin'er, so that Hongmeng's heart could not be returned to Hongyun.But the development of the matter seems to be beyond his expectation, the mole cricket is greedy for life, why is Yang Xin'er like this?She knew that Hongyun didn't treat her sincerely, but after she approached her deceitfully, she didn't hate Hongyun, but——

Yang Xin'er's suicide happened so suddenly, it's useless to regret it.Hongjun can't be wrong, at least he never thinks he can be wrong.Hongjun's voice suddenly became ruthless, "Why? This is the price of going against the sky." As Hongjun said, he suddenly attacked Hongyun with a palm from behind, but Hongyun didn't dodge or dodge.Hong Yun was beaten so hard that she lay on the ground, spitting out blood.

"Xin'er, Xin'er" Hong Yun looked at Yang Xin'er who fell under him. He supported his upper body to check whether Xin'er was injured.

"Why don't you hide?" Hongjun was a little surprised.

"Shoot me to death if you have the ability!" Hong Yun said without a hint of warmth in his voice.

"Hong Yun, you dare to collude with Yang Jian to oppose Wei Shi. The punishment Wei Shi gave you today is your own fault."

"Give me back my new son, give me back my new son!" Hong Yun seemed to understand something, struggling to stand up, but was restrained by a beam of red light, unable to stand up at all.

Ancestor Hongjun held the God-killing whip in his hand, walked towards Hongyun, and raised the whip, "Woo--pa--"

"Disobedient, this is the fate of disobeying me!" "Woo——"

However, Hong Yun didn't seem to be aware of the pain caused by the God-killing Whip, "Xin'er, Xin'er." His heart was trembling.Hong Yun had known that Lao Hongjun had murderous intentions towards Yang Xin'er, so he defended left and right, but he never thought that Lao Hongjun would go to find Yang Xin'er himself.As for what Lao Hongjun said to Xin'er, he no longer wanted to know.because, Xin Er,

Gone.

For the first time in his life, Hong Yun shed tears.The first time I felt my heart deeply, it was painful.Yes, it will hurt.The pain was so deep, engraved into the bone marrow.He was very desperate. For a while, his mind went blank, as if the world had lost its color.Xin'er is the only living dream in his world, and it is the most vivid, lovely, colorful dream. If he hadn't met Xin'er before, he still thought his dream was perfect enough, but now, he lost Xin'er all at once. , He felt that the colors of the whole world were dimmed, without luster and color.He lay there like a wooden sculpture of clay, allowing Hongjun to hit him, but he didn't even dare to move, for fear that if he moved, Xin'er would be scattered and gone.

A drop of clear tear fell down Hongyun's pure and fair face, and dripped down his cheeks onto the cold hard floor. Hongyun just lay on the ground, with his upper body supported by his arms, his head slightly raised, his eyes were slack, but his eye sockets were full of water vapor.

Hongjun's anger seemed to dissipate for a while, he stopped the whip, walked over and sat on a red lacquered wooden chair, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and looked down at the whip on the ground. The scarred Hongyun enjoys his masterpiece leisurely.Two lines of clear tears appeared on a man's face, but they didn't make him feel sick at all.On the contrary, there is a feeling of pear blossoms with rain, which is pleasing to the eye.He chuckled and reprimanded lightly: "No prospect."

"Owner!"

Yin Lingzi, who felt something was wrong in the house, came in, first saw the strange old man sitting on the red lacquered wooden chair who seemed to be the owner of the room, "Who are you?" , on the ground, the red hair is scattered, and the white robe is stained with blood.

"Owner?!"

Yin Lingzi was startled, and then walked over to check on Hongyun's condition, holding the sword in front of him, looking warily at the old man on the wooden chair.

Hongjun narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a wave of his robe sleeves, a yellow light flashed in the room and disappeared.Yin Lingzi and Hongyun also fainted on the ground.

At this time, Mel also came in.When they entered the door, they saw Hong Yun and Yin Lingzi fell to the ground. "Master? Silver Lingzi?"

After that, when Hong Yun woke up, he was on the bed, but he felt that something was missing in his mind, but he didn't know what it was.He sat up abruptly and whispered "Xin'er!"

"Master?" Mei'er and Yin Lingzi woke up standing beside his bed.At this time, the two stepped aside one after another, and the familiar Ziyan Fenyue skirt appeared behind them.She just hid quietly on the soft couch, without making a sound, like a baby who just fell asleep, and one couldn't bear to disturb her.

Gently hugging the sleeping little person, Hongyun put Xin'er's body into an ice coffin in a natural ice cave on the back mountain nearby, and sealed it up for many years.Hong Yun caressed the ice coffin, stroked Xin'er's forehead through the thick black ice, and slowly lay down on the ice coffin, just like Xiao Xin'er lying on the side of Xin'er's bed when she woke up from a nightmare Watching her fall asleep again.

Hongyun had a dream, dreaming that the flowers are white, the grass is white, the clouds are white, the sky is white, the water is white, the mountains are white, the birds are white, the trees are white, everything is white. is white.Heaven and earth, without color.

In fact, in the current mortal world, at night, everyone's dreams are colorless.Even the dreams cast by the succubus to people turned white.The only color is this monotonous white, desperate white, white all over the sky.

Because, in charge of dreams and affecting the source of dreams, the dream world of the God of Dreams has lost its color.Therefore, their dreams naturally lost color.

In fact, not all dreams in all corners of the entire mortal world are colorless.For example, in Yangzhou, at the Moon Temple by the Slender West Lake, everyone was having the best dreams. In the dream, Liu Chenxiang had a brazen fight with his uncle, and then his uncle wanted to teach him the way of Go, Baihe Boy Standing next to Nezha and watching the battle with relish, Hou Yi and Wei Hu sat beside the tables and chairs and sang songs over wine. The group of people got along harmoniously and were at ease.

"Hongyun, wake up!"

After an unknown amount of time, when Hongyun opened his eyes, "Hongyun." Lu Ya's voice came from beside his ear.

"Mr. Dao?"

"Hongyun, Yang Jian is in danger in the endless abyss, I hope you can help him."

"Yang, who is Yang Jian?" Hong Yun's mind became dizzy.

"Hongyun, you?" Lu Ya's voice paused, "Then do you still remember the heart of chaos?"

"That's, what?" Hong Yun shook his head and asked himself, "What exactly is it?"

"Hey, forget it, since you can't remember it, it doesn't matter. Go and help Yang Jian."

Hong Yun didn't seem to be very interested, her face was expressionless, looking at the person in the ice coffin, her eyes were filled with a faint sadness.

"He is also your family member." Lu Ya made a long story short, shortening it to one sentence and wanted Hongyun to go to Minghai immediately.This sentence can be said to be concise, but it is not false.

"Dear?"

"Yes, Pangu also needs you to help him."

"Brother Pan Gu." Hong Yun said in his mouth.

"Don't hesitate, just go."

Hong Yun caressed the ice coffin, looked at Yang Xin'er who seemed to be asleep, and smiled slightly: "Xin'er, it will be your birthday in two months, brother Hongyun has always remembered it. Xin'er, wait for me, I will soon Will be back. For the new son's birthday."

In the endless abyss, Yang Jian has fought against the Demon Ancestor for nearly a hundred rounds. After another collision of the two forces, Yang Jian finally failed. The gun was on the ground with his right hand, his chest heaved violently, and there was faint blood spilling from his mouth.

"Boy, if it wasn't because my daughter died at your hands, the old man would actually appreciate you."

Yang Jian wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth indiscriminately, "Stop talking, I want Yang Jian to admit defeat and dream."

"Okay, tough enough, this old man likes you. Then I'll beat you until you admit defeat!" After kneeling down and begging for mercy, this old man will make you regret begging for mercy again!That must be fun!

As he said that, another scepter came, Yang Jian took a few steps forward, and once again swung the three-pointed and two-edged blades, with the saber aura vertical and horizontal, facing the opponent's scepter with an invincible momentum.

The two huge forces collided again, Luo Hu did not retreat at all, but Yang Jian was shocked and flew upside down. He was about to fall to the ground when someone behind him suddenly supported his body that was about to fall to the ground.

"Yang Jian, follow me!" The voice followed the body from illusion to reality, and that indifferent figure also appeared in the endless darkness, descending like a real god to save this boundless abyss of evil.

"Red Cloud?" Luo Hu was a little surprised and wanted to swing his stick again.

"Spiritual power in the world, I am the only one who becomes an illusion. Trapped!"

Seeing that Luo Hu was about to attack again, Hong Yun exited in a formation, and the speed was astonishingly fast.In just an instant, Luo Hu was trapped in the phantom formation, rushing left and right, but couldn't get out of that square inch.

Yang Jian seemed to be struggling and refused to go with him, Hong Yun persuaded: "Yang Jian, my phantom array won't trap him for long." While struggling, Hong Yun saw his face, so it turned out that this was Yang Jian!Why do you look so similar to him?No, why did I come down and know that he was Yang Jian when I saw him?The reason for this should not be just because Luo Hu was attacking him, there should be something else?Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to subconsciously catch him as soon as he came in.But Hong Yun didn't have time to think too much, and took Yang Jian out of the endless abyss in a tough way.

Yang Jian was almost knocked out of his strength by Luo Hu now, the spiritual power suitable for immortal cultivation here is too thin, it can be said that there is no such thing.The power of darkness is all there is, so even the gods will not come here to die.

Of course, only those who have practiced the Nine Turns Mysterious Kung Fu will know that this kung fu can transform any power into the power they need.But Yang Jian is a god, and the dark power here rejects the gods. Yang Jian wants to suppress that dissatisfaction while transforming his spiritual power to deal with Luo Hu. Naturally, he is not as handy as he is in the Three Realms.Moreover, Luo Hu at this time was a ruthless character that even the power of the Six Saints and Hongjun's ancestors could hardly handle in his heyday.Therefore, even if Yang Jianli is not supported, it is not something to be ashamed of.

Hong Yun supported Yang Jianfei to leave the place of eternal doom. At the beginning, Yang Jian refused. He struggled to get out of Hong Yun's arms.Because, he can no longer escape from the demon ancestor to the human world and endanger the Three Realms.

"do not move."

The sound of indifference like water.Yang Jian looked at the red cloud that was still holding him in the crook of his arm with one hand, flying all the way up, and he said stubbornly, "Why?"

Hong Yun was silent for a while, glanced at Yang Jian, and said in an indifferent voice, "Because I am older than you."

Yang Jian is silent, what is the reason?Moreover, Hong Yun's feeling to Yang Jian seems to be very simple, just like Hong Yun's expression, there is nothing complicated about it.Even, in Hong Yun's eyes, the immaturity could not be concealed in the indifference, what kind of god is this?Yang Jian thought a little amusedly, but didn't show anything on his face, and said coldly: "I can walk by myself."

"Quiet."

He actually let himself be quiet, so he didn't have anything to say.The strength in his hands did not loosen at all.Don't think you can talk to me just because you look a lot like me.Yang Jian thought stubbornly, but didn't say anything more.

Yang Jian didn't push Hong Yun's arm away, which shocked even Yang Jian himself.Yang Jian, who has always disliked strangers approaching, especially physical contact, did not refuse Hong Yun, who had only seen him a few times, to approach him. What a strange thing this is!Is this just fate?Last time, after he had fought the Demon Ancestor in the Land of Eternal Doom, he met Hong Yun.This time, it's the same again.Moreover, this person's arm was around him, as if his own arm was on his body, this felt too, absurd.

It can be seen that he flew out of the underworld and is about to enter the human world.Yang Jian panicked, his chest was full of energy and blood, he coughed twice, and asked, "I can't go back to the human world." But he found that the direction Hong Yun was walking was not in the human world, "Where are you going?"

"Chaos Void."