Fall in love with the Night God

The morning light was dim and the sea breeze was blowing into the room. Yan Haoyu gently patted the beauty in his arms, waiting for her to calm down.

Su Qingqing hugged that broad chest and nestled against Yan Haoyu's chest. She listened silently for a long time before raising her head and saying to him:

"I dreamed about the fairy I dreamed about when I was a kid!"

"he died!"

Yan Haoyu blinked his eyes and thought: Making up lies again!

But he asked her: "Is that why you are sad?"

Su Qingqing nodded like a child and admitted: "Yes."

"A dream is a dream. When you wake up from the dream, come back to reality!" Yan Haoyu held back his laughter to coax her, pulled Su Qingqing to lie back on the pillow, and said softly:

"It's not even six o'clock yet! I have to take a nap!"

Su Qingqing lay there thinking about the dream just now, wondering in her heart: What does that dream mean to me? After he sets off, I'll go take a look!

As I thought about it, my eyelids slowly sank.

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At seven o'clock, Yan Haoyu drove away from the villa.

Su Qingqing slept deeply, and when she woke up from hunger, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

"Oh, I overslept! I still have a lot to deal with today!"

She hurriedly got up, rushed downstairs, turned on the computer, and started processing the new video. Sora, who was waiting at the airport last night, edited it and posted one. Today, she had to take advantage of the victory and post a tidbit, otherwise she would miss the popularity.

I was busy for a while and couldn't take care of the empty city plan.

Finish today's work in about twenty minutes and send it out with one click.

"Complete"

Su Qingqing stretched and relaxed her stomach casually in the kitchen.

Just go upstairs in a hurry. She carefully tidied up her image in front of the mirror and wore a light silk horse-faced skirt. Thinking:

If I really wake up, it would be inappropriate for me to see him looking slovenly! You'd better dress appropriately, you can't change into that Unzen skirt! Wear this!

Yapo, take me to Shenyin Pavilion.

Su Qingqing stepped into the small courtyard of Shenyin Pavilion.

The sun was shining just right, making people feel warm, and the courtyard still looked clean.

"Immortal Lord"

Su Qingqing slowly stepped onto the steps and couldn't help but call softly.

She opened the door excitedly and saw the red-clothed 'Immortal Lord' on the jade platform filled with white mist, still looking the same, lying there quietly and motionless.

Su Qingqing couldn't bear it any longer and walked over and said:

"Xianjun, how long do you want to sleep until?"

"I dreamed of you this morning!"

"You kept smiling at me in the dream."

Su Qingqing slowly stretched out her fingers to push the body of 'Xianjun', and found that the body was a little stiff.

"what happened?"

She reached out and pushed again, feeling startled and having a bad premonition. She quickly climbed onto the jade platform and placed her ear against the chest of the 'Immortal Lord'.

"Oh"

Su Qingqing stood up and looked straight at that familiar face, unable to recover for a long time.

It's like a dream here, there's no sound at all!

"Impossible, impossible, he is obviously alive, but he is obviously asleep! I heard wrong, I heard wrong!" Su Qingqing shook her head vigorously, not believing her ears.

With trembling hands, she pulled open the collar of the 'Immortal Lord''s clothes, revealing the striking penetrating scar and scars of varying depths on her left chest. She then touched his calloused hand, put it on his wrist to feel for his pulse, and her fingers couldn't help but tremble.

there is none left!

Although the body is gentle, it is because it has been protected by this piece of warm jade.

Su Qingqing froze there in shock for a long time, tears welling up in her eyes, and she squeezed out two words from the corner of her mouth:

"died!"

Tears instantly fell down his cheeks, and he roared:

"Immortal Lord!"

"Dustless!"

"Can't die, you can't die, you can't die!"

"Why? Why? Why do you have to leave without saying goodbye!"

"Why it came out like this?"

The heart-rending cry spread throughout the entire pavilion.

She cried bitterly while holding the body of the 'Immortal Lord', and her tears fell on the wedding dress and soaked the clothes.

Tears fell on his chest again.

Suddenly, the body began to emit bursts of white light, slowly turning into sparkling dust and floating around. The white dust gradually dissipated in Shenyin Pavilion.

Turn into dust, turn into mist, and fall into the mortal world!

"No, no! No! Come back, Xianjun!"

Su Qingqing cried helplessly and reached out to grab the dust:

"No! Dissipate! Wuchen, come back!"

"do not leave Me!"

"Don't leave like this!"

"Didn't you say you loved me in the dream?

"Immortal Lord! Wuchen!"

"I haven't said sorry to you yet!"

"I haven't regained my memory with you yet, don't!"

"You haven't told me why yet!"

She sat slumped on the jade platform and cried, watching sadly as the 'Immortal Lord' disappeared into thin air.

A trace of golden light slowly condensed in the diffuse white mist.

Su Qingqing watched in amazement as the golden light slowly floated in front of her, and then slowly melted into her eyebrows.

Golden light flashed in her beautiful eyes, and scenes suddenly emerged in her mind. All the two hundred years of lost memories came back to her mind.

After more than a hundred years of searching in the world, he was rescued from the dead on the battlefield, fought side by side, and learned swordsmanship. It was he who forged the Qingchen Sword, made suggestions, fell in love, had a sweet first kiss, happily married, fought in the bridal chamber, parted and died!

In order to save me, his soul shattered and died!

I sacrificed my spirit body and protected him for thousands of years. Finally, I restored his soul and sent him to the human world to be reincarnated...

Su Qingqing sat powerlessly on the white jade platform, her eyes dull as she indulged in memories, with surprise, nostalgia, sadness, and despair on her face.

Then his eyes slowly became firm, and finally showed a hint of joy.

Su Qingqing wiped the tears from her cheeks with a bitter smile and said slowly:

He is Chu Yu!

It’s also dust-free!

I...I didn't love the wrong person!

Su Qingqing thought of meeting him in the human world. It was Yapo who sent me to him. When we saw each other, our hearts moved.

He spent three million to take a picture of the Qingchen Sword for me.

I can save his life and heal his wounds, and he will make medicine for me! He is my pain! It’s also my favorite medicine!

On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, that night, he wanted me. It was our first night with each other. He said that he would make up for the flowers and candles in my bridal chamber and spend the tribulation of the mortal world with me!

He is used to calling me madam! That set of phoenix crowns and harems he gave me!

He searched for me on that hilltop! He won't let me go climbing! Try my sugar pills!

"It turns out that he already knew something about his past! But he kept hiding it from me!"

"The tribulation that the old god talked about is the tribulation of the mortal world that he and I have been going through for three thousand years. We are dependent on each other for life and death!"

"I see!"

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In training camp

The team members had just finished practicing their sword skills, and everyone put away their swords and prepared to go to the rest area nearby to drink water and wipe their sweat.

Yan Haoyu was walking with his sword in his hand when he suddenly frowned and clutched his chest with a painful look on his face. His breathing began to quicken and his body swayed unsteadily. He knelt on the ground with one knee, relying only on the sword in his hand to support himself. body, and said angrily in his heart:

What is this stupid woman crying about again!

Severe heartache hit his heart one after another. The pain was so painful that he couldn't lift his head and couldn't help but moan.

When his teammates and coaches noticed something was wrong with him, they immediately gathered around him and asked:

"Brother Haoyu, what's wrong with you?"

"Haoyu, what's wrong with you?"

At this time, Yan Haoyu's face was pale, he couldn't breathe due to heartache, his eyes were dazzled, and he fainted from the pain.

"Call an ambulance quickly"

"fast"

Everyone hurriedly rushed to give him emergency rescue.

The ambulance roared over, dragging the unconscious Yan Haoyu to the hospital.