Rebirth is back for you

Jing Ran stopped in his tracks almost immediately, looked at Jin Yang in front of him and remained silent.

For the past ten days, there have been uninterrupted news reports of Jin Yang's every move on the border between Wuli and Qingyue every day.Moreover, Qinghuai Mountain is more than ten thousand miles away from Wutong City, so it is definitely not possible to arrive overnight.

Therefore, that Jin Yang in Wucheng was just a cover and a stand-in, she had actually left early in the morning and waited here.

But can such tricks and whereabouts be hidden from grandson Qimu?

Jing Ran turned his head to look at the person beside him, and the eldest grandson Qimu looked calm and did not express anything.

Jin Yang suddenly smiled, and casually glanced at the red clothes of Jing Ran and grandson Qimu Feng from ten steps away, and said to Jing Ran with his lips: "It seems that even if you are married, the senior sister still spends all day long." I was kept in the dark by the person next to my pillow."

Without saying a word, Changsun Qimu raised his wrist lightly, and the slender, thin ice rose pierced straight to Jin Yang's face.

Jin Yang slashed with his backhand indifferently, and also struck with the sword in his sleeve, hitting Bing Gui back as it was, squinting his eyes and mockingly said: "I didn't come here specially to vent my anger with you, I've already arrived here, what more do you want?" Why don't you wait for a cup of tea?"

The eldest grandson Qimu took back Binggui, and retorted, "So what if I dragged it? When you arrived at Shili Zhanglin, you didn't deliberately change the carriage, and the person who dragged me stayed with you for two more days?"

Changsun Qimu shook Jing Ran's hand after saying that, and suddenly led her to walk forward again.

Jing Ran was silent, and there was no superfluous look on her face.Jin Yang glanced at her, put his sword into his sleeve, and said: "You are not ashamed. You were not married at that time, how could she be yours? And even if I let you get married now, she may not always be your people."

Changsun Qimu suddenly swung his palm again, and this time he used ten percent of his strength.

Because Jin Yang had come close, even though Jin Yang managed to dodge, the stone wall behind him exploded with a bang, revealing the trunk of a huge banyan tree.

Jing Ran looked at the tree, and suddenly smiled and said, "You let us get married? Would she ask you to bring me to restore her memory?"

Changsun Qimu pursed her slender lips, tightened her hands suddenly and then slowly loosened them.

Jing Ran didn't seem to notice her movements, and still maintained the posture of holding hands. Jin Yang glanced at the hands of the two, and generously admitted: "Senior sister is naturally smart."

Jing Ran tilted her head and looked at her right and wrong, "So——if I recover my memory, what good will it do you?"

Jin Yang didn't respond to this sentence, but walked into the cave first, as if some mechanism was touched, the huge banyan tree was split in two from the middle.

She turned around and said, "What is Senior Sister afraid of? With your memory restored, you just don't have to guess and ask about everything, and you won't be deceived by any guidance, but you are still yourself after all."

Jing Ran squinted at her deeply, then smiled lightly and said, "You have a good plan."

So from the very beginning, Changsun Qimu hid everything from her and avoided her to contact and understand the gods. Apart from directly wanting her to stay away from Jin Yang, there was actually another purpose indirectly—that is, not wanting her to think of Jin Yang. Memories of previous lives.

As for Jin Yang, it was obvious that since he blew her off the secret path in Qinghuai Mountain half a year ago, he wanted to restore her memory, but his eldest grandson Qimu intervened to stop her.

So their big marriage can be so smooth, in fact, these two people have reached an agreement quietly and secretly, and each takes what he needs.

Moreover, Jiang Baixi was suddenly forced to leave at a distance of only a hundred miles from Qinghuai Mountain, perhaps it was the scheme of the two together.Because if Jiang Baixi was idle, she would come down to join in the fun no matter what.

Jing Ran turned to grandson Qimu, suddenly reached out to touch her long eyelashes, lowered her head slightly and said, "So what will happen if I recover my memory, Mian'er?"

Changsun Qimu trembled obediently with her long eyelashes closed, suddenly turned around and hugged Jing Ran, and said in a hoarse voice next to her ear: "No matter what happens, no matter what, if you recover your memory, you will be the real you. The complete you, I believe in you, and you have to believe in me."

"Okay." Without hesitation, Jing Ran raised his hand to hug her back, hugged her in his arms and kissed her without hesitation, then curled his lips and said: "You are my wife now, I remember everything you said caught."

Jin Yang looked at the two expressionlessly, then turned around suddenly, and jumped into the tree trunk first.

Changsun Qimu suddenly exerted force, hugged Jing Ran's neck heavily, pressed her down and kissed her for a long time before letting go and said in a hoarse voice: "Let's go."

Jing Ran let her pull him down the tree hole, and the light in front of him suddenly dimmed.Changsun Qimu hugged Jing Ran back into his arms, and held her around the cave wall from time to time.

It seems to be another secret passage, and the distance is not short.Although he was able to see his surroundings clearly after getting used to it for a while, Jing Ran still nestled lazily in his eldest grandson Qimu's arms, his warm eyes were exceptionally calm.

"Mian'er?"

"Huh?" Just as Changsun Qimu responded, the hand wrapped around Jing Ran's waist was gently pinched and held.

Jing Ran pulled her fingertips to land on his lips, and while taking her to gently caress the hot and slightly swollen skin left by the kiss just now, he whispered with a smile: "Some days, I didn't get close to you because of the rush. After that, I will allow you tonight, do you want to?"

Changsun Qimu's fingertips curled up almost instantly, Jing Ran held them, and then sent them to his lips, the tip of his tongue slightly protruded and wrapped it up, and asked again in a low voice :"Do you want?"

The body was already tense, and the scorching heat spreading from the fingertips to the limbs seemed to make it difficult for Changsun Qimu to speak, but the hot flashes that came out when she suddenly buried her head in Jingran's neck were self-evident.

Jing Ran undoubtedly knew this person, and her various reactions now were never similar to those before she was about to acquiesce to Jin Yang in Drunk City to take her away.But she seems to be smart too. The significance of many things happened is that it teaches people to reflect and change.

And this person in her arms is undoubtedly loved and pitied by her. All her indifference and casualness in front of others will naturally and unconsciously transform into another kind of appropriate tenderness and obedience when facing this person.

Loving and being loved has never been a superficial definition.

After Changsun Qimu turned the last direction, he gently replied in Jing Ran's ear: "Yes, but this time you are not allowed to punish me for room allocation."

"No." Jing Ran raised his eyebrows with a light smile, and said in a low voice, "I will punish you in another way."

As soon as her voice fell, the secret path came to an end, but the expected landing did not happen as expected.After Changsun Qimu tapped the bulge in the lower left corner of the ground, the two of them were kicked up again by a strong force.After another half stick of incense, it suddenly bounced up from another place.

Jin Yang in front of him had already ignited the golden palm flame, and Jing Ran casually glanced at the narrow corridors around him, this time it was the same place where he was directly blown down from Qinghuai Mountain last time.

"Why do you have to go around in such a big circle?" Jing Ran asked casually, raised his eyebrows and grabbed Yun Ling, who had followed secretly, into his palm.

"The entrance above has been destroyed, so you don't have to go around a long way to get in." Jin Yang looked at his eldest grandson Qimu and said.

Changsun Qimu ignored her, and rescued Yun Ling who was screaming and shouting from Jing Ran, and said with a light smile, "Be good, if you make more trouble, I won't care about you."

Yun Ling raised her head again and chirped and chirped to her elder grandson, Qi Mu.

Jing Ran narrowed her eyes and asked, "What is this stinky thing talking about?"

Changsun Qimu flicked Yunling's head with his finger, threw it out with his hand, and said, "It's nothing, just swearing."

Jing Ran: "..."

Jin Yang had already walked away, and the grandson Qimu also raised his hand to hold up the ice-blue palm flame, and held Jing Ran with the other hand and said, "Let's go."

Jing Ran couldn't forget: "How dare it curse people? Curse me??!"

"It's scolding you." Changsun Qimu couldn't help laughing, "but you are the only one who will be scolded. If other people make it unhappy, it will go up and peck it directly."

"...Is there any reason for this?" After being scolded, Jing Ran raised his eyebrows and squinted his eyes when he still had to kneel down to thank him.

Changsun Qimu continued to hit her relentlessly, "It's the way you are used to in the past."

Jing Ran was speechless immediately.

Thinking about the eldest grandson Qimu's usual appearance, he accused again: "Obviously you are used to it."

"It's me." The eldest grandson Qi Mu laughed, nodded with a smile and did not deny it.

Satisfied, Jing Ran looked at Yun Ling and snorted, but didn't speak again.

Soon he arrived in front of the first stone gate, Jin Yang stood aside and did not speak, Changsun Qimu took out Jingran's Mo Nuanyu from his arms and buckled it, and the stone gate opened in response.

When the three of them entered the door, Changsun Qimu and Jin Yang walked towards the left stone gate at the same time. This time, it was Jin Yang who took off the red jade around his neck, buckled it, and opened the stone gate.

It seems that the secret passage below needs three people to be able to open it all at the same time, so as to enter the most critical place, Jing Ran's eyes were calm and he did not speak.

After entering another secret room, Jing Ran also took out the sheep seed fat jade of the eldest grandson Qimu from his arms, and buckled it on.

Afterwards, I went through ten different stone gates one after another. In addition to the hidden buttons of the jade pendant, there were also some corresponding blood grooves on the stone gates, and in the middle of each secret room was an imitation hall. There are large colored murals on the surrounding stone walls of the jade coffin.

Every mural is as if it has just been carved and painted, lifelike.And the people in the painting are all a pair of women in the posture of dragon and phoenix.

Jing Ran squinted her eyes, and shifted her gaze from the mural to the jade coffin in the room.

"These are the bones of the young masters and goddesses who have been in power here for generations of the gods." Jin Yang followed Jing Ran's line of sight, with a calm expression on his face.

So if there is no accident, it will be her and Jin Yang lying here a hundred years later, and the murals on the wall will be the same, depicting her and Jin Yang's life here.

"Come here." Changsun Qimu didn't look at those murals, nor did he look at the jade coffin, and said softly to Jing Ran.

Jing Ran also withdrew his eyes lightly, walked obediently to the eldest grandson Qimu, and bent his eyes at her.

The eldest grandson Qimu's clear eyes softened instantly, and he took her hand to cover the blood tank, and after dripping blood into it, he quickly coagulated her wound with spiritual power.

Jin Yang averted his eyes, and buckled the jade pendant after dripping blood into the groove as well.

The eldest grandson Qimu finally covered the groove and buckled the jade. Following her movements, the last stone door slowly opened.

This secret room is different from every other one. In the center of it - there are two coffins.Next to the same jade coffin as before, there is an additional obsidian crystal coffin.

Moreover, the two people on the surrounding murals are no longer uniformly dressed in black and white - but one in white and one in red.

Jing Ran took a look at the obsidian crystal coffin, then subconsciously turned his head to look at the eldest grandson Qimu.

"Don't be afraid." Changsun Qimu held her hand tightly and said, "This is the tomb of Empress Yan, she is also a god, the second young master of No.30——Yan Yan."

It turns out that the person who unified this continent 400 years ago and created a century of prosperity—is the former ancestor of the gods.

After the eldest grandson Qimu finished speaking, he pulled Jingran to bow down and bowed down.After Jing Ran kowtowed along with her movements, looking at the figure of heaven and man standing side by side with Yan Yan in the mural, the gorgeous woman in red asked, "What about this one?"

The eldest grandson Qimu took her hand, and said softly and gently: "She is the No.30 second hall master of the Palm God Hall——Yan Lian."

Jing Ran looked quietly at Yan Lian's eyes and suddenly disappeared for a moment. This woman not only wore the red dress with a peerless elegance that no one in the world could wear, but more importantly——she was a member of the Palm God Palace. The hall master is the only one who can replace the goddess and stand side by side with the young master all the way.

"They..." Jing Ran said softly, her voice a little hoarse.

"Of course their souls have been wiped out. Otherwise, why do you think that the next young master and goddess will be born." Jin Yang answered the words with a warm voice, his eyes as calm as water.

Jing Ran suddenly stopped talking. The gods are the descendants of the ancient gods. If the third life had not disobeyed the destiny and died a good death, the soul would be immortal.Handed down so far, there will not be more than 30 young masters, and the subsequent goddesses and masters of the palm temple.

Changsun Qimu gave Jin Yang a cold look, put his arms around Jing Ran and said, "Hey, don't think too much, the world is impermanent, even if you are a god, many things are uncertain."

Jing Ran glanced at her, then turned to Jin Yang, and said, "Since the previous dozen or so young masters and goddesses were all buried together, how did they lose their souls?"

"Senior sister, how do you know that those are young masters and goddesses?" Jin Yang raised his eyebrows suddenly.

"Isn't it?" Jing Ran raised his eyebrows back, "After Zhang Shengdian entered Lingshan, they all learned from Jiuxian Peak. Jiuxian Peak is a Taoist sect. Taoist robes are either black or white, just like you and me, I said right?"

Jin Yang pursed his lips and looked at Jing Ran, nodded and said: "Yes, that's right, but—" She turned to the eldest grandson Qimu beside Jing Ran, and said with a half-smile: "The Temple of Palm God has always been mysterious, how can senior sister know that they don't know?" Is it also a teacher from the Daoist sect?"

Jing Ran lowered her eyes and looked at the eldest grandson Qimu beside her.What Jin Yang said was right, the Temple of the God of Palm has always been very mysterious, and she didn't even know the slightest bit about where each of their hall masters, including the eldest grandson Qimu's master, came from.

Changsun Qimu ignored Jin Yang's words, looked away from the obsidian crystal coffin, looked back at Jing Ran calmly, raised his hand and said softly: "Close your eyes."

Jing Ran looked down at the three snow lotuses slowly blooming from her palm, raised her eyes and said, "Santi snow lotus?"

"Yes." Changsun Qimu smiled and repeated: "Close your eyes."

Jing Ran asked again: "You went to the Eight Great Aristocratic Families just to get this back?"

Changsun Qimu's eyes were bent, and without denying, he raised his other hand to cover Jing Ran's eyes, quickly poured blood into a lotus, and slowly melted it into Jing Ran's heart.

Jing Ran's limbs and bones felt the freezing cold from the inside to the outside almost instantly, but it was only for a moment, and the freezing brought by this chill frozen all the pain into imperceptible of numbness.

"Don't open your eyes." In the vagueness, a voice that seemed to be infinitely pulled away whispered softly in her ear, and then the only warmth that wrapped her palm left suddenly, and was replaced by a piece that was more than warm, but A hard, round and tough jade appeared in the palm of her hand—her Mo Nuanyu.

Jing Ran obediently did not open her eyes, but was inspired to see clearly what was in front of her eyes. Even the plants, trees, walls and tiles in a radius of a hundred miles were all clearly and picturesquely reflected in her mind at this moment. inside.Rather than seeing, it is better to say perception, this is the spiritual art of the real gods, and the perception of everything in the world.

And the person who had been pulling her all along just now led her to this obsidian crystal coffin, and after leaving her Mo Nuanyu, he stepped back step by step and returned to the original place.

"Don't look back!" Changsun Qimu clenched his fingers curled up in his sleeves, and when Jing Ran subconsciously turned around to look over, he said softly, "Put the jade on, don't be afraid."

"It won't hurt either." After a pause, she added in a rustling voice.

Jing Ran's body moved a bit, because her words stopped abruptly. After shaking the Mo Nuanyu firmly in her hand, she slowly buckled it onto the only gap on the top side of the obsidian crystal coffin.

As the warm jade entered the buckle, two clusters of incomparably pure blue light gradually overflowed from the sarcophagus. These two halos were more pure and harmonious than anything Jing Ran had ever seen before.

As the blue light rose slowly, it gradually merged into Jing Ran's body from between the eyebrows.With a bang, as if a raging flood poured out, Jing Ran suddenly lowered his head, and stretched out his hands to support the obsidian crystal coffin tightly.

Changsun Qimu and Jin Yang took a sudden step at the same time and looked at her rightly.

Jing Ran's palm pressing on the crystal coffin pressed again and again, her usually white and clear knuckles were almost transparent, and thousands of images gushing out of her mind were like dripping water converging into a river, rushing through her mind. Down, the torrent is surging, never ending...

The source of the long stream is a psychic Milu Peak, which rises from the mountains and is surrounded by clouds and mists. The deep valleys and narrow peaks are like weaving ancient vines, and the whole body is covered with green light for thousands of miles.

As the purple aura that had lingered on the peak for a month gradually dissipated, the clear blue barrier surrounding Lingshan suddenly opened, and two groups of small quilts waiting outside the barrier of Lingshan were hugged in with one big and one small hands at the same time.After a while, about three years old, the little girl in white frowned and looked at the little baby in her arms, who was carved with powder and jade, then turned her head to check with the uncle next to her, then lowered her head and touched the little blue quilt baby in her arms. With the baby's soft face, he pursed his lips and handed her who was wrongly held to the other hands.

In the blink of an eye, another baby brought back from Lingshan Mountain three years ago has grown to the same age as the little girl in white clothes. .The little girl in white took her in her arms to feed and read poems, to wrapping her hands to practice calligraphy and practice swords, from teaching her to dress and watch the stars, to setting up the formation mechanism, and passed by in a flash.

Over the years, at the foot of Guaixi River in Lingjian, where martial arts is practiced every day, there will be a little girl in Tsing Yi who has been waiting by the stream since evening. The sword is thin and thin, and its ice color is clear, which complements her clear appearance.

In her hand, she holds a rooted snow lotus all the year round, with a cold fragrance and clear petals.Snow lotus transforms diseases and can cure all diseases.The little girl in Tsing Yi has been here all year round, with the mottled wounds after practicing martial arts all day, raising it in the flowing stream.If the little girl in white comes to bandage her wound, she will give it back with snow lotus.If you haven't waited, you will wait for the moon to rise to the sky, and the snow lotus will turn into the stream, leaving alone with wounds all over your body.

……

When she was five years old, the back view of her leaving alone for the first time gradually faded in the eyes of Jing Ran who had just come down the mountain.The gods, those who can enter the Lingshan Mountain, all have clear five senses since childhood and are endowed with psychics. This little girl has been remembered since she was embraced by a mistake when the transparent barrier was opened.

Before she could think about it, she was dragged down the Lingjian by her younger junior sister, and returned to the Hall of Palms under the moonlight.

On the second day, the little girl in Tsing Yi was still waiting by the stream. Her small body was thin and emaciated. A three-inch slanted sword wound stretched from her vest across her left shoulder. The wound had congealed but was still oozing blood.Jing Ran, who finished class early today and went down the mountain, ordered his junior sister to return to the back of the Zhangsheng Hall first, and wrapped up the wound for the little girl in Tsing Yi with ease, and got up with her sword.Having given away two snow lotuses, it was brought to her eyes for the third time. Jing Ran lowered her eyes and asked with a smile, "Why don't you practice medicine by yourself?" The little girl holding the snow lotus raised her head slightly, as if The eyebrows of the painting were clear and cold, and she replied: "The Temple of Palm God did not teach medical skills.", "Is that so?" Although Jing Ran raised her eyebrows, she reached out to take the snow lotus, and left with a smile without asking any further questions.

Later, she gradually went down the mountain on time every day to bandage her wound...

Later, the little girl who was originally a taciturn and never talkative girl began to try to talk to her...

Later, seeing the little girl in black calling "Senior Sister" all day long, and being able to be taken by her side, the little girl in Tsing Yi closed her eyes a little enviously, her long and dense eyelashes curled up, and called her hesitantly: "... ...Senior Sister."At that time, she was still young, although her character was mature, she was extraordinarily soft and sticky.Although she thought she was extremely cute, she still said: "We are not the same disciples, you can't call me senior sister.".The little girl in Tsing Yi closed her long eyelashes in disappointment for a while, and then tried again in a waxy voice: "Young Master?" Although she was amused, she still lowered her head and said, "You are the master of the Palm God Hall, so don't call me Young Master .”

The clear phoenix eyes of the little girl in Tsing Yi gradually disappeared, she pursed her lips and left.She suddenly took two steps forward with a soft heart, took her still soft little hand, wrote the word "Jingran" stroke by stroke in her palm, tilted her head seriously and said: "These two characters read 'Jingran', it is me You can call me by my name." The little girl in Tsing Yi looked at her palm for a long time without blinking, then looked up at her with bright eyes, covered her heart with her small hands, and said every word Waxy voice: "Okay, Jing Ran."

……

Later, she gradually took the little girl in Tsing Yi to practice martial arts and swords together, and asked her to compete with her junior sister from time to time, to compete in lightness skills...

Later, from time to time, she took the little girl in Tsing Yi up the mountain and down the river together, shooting birds and catching fish. Her archery skills are excellent, and her bow is perfect...

Later, the snow lotus she received filled a whole pond of the pine garden where she lived...

A few years passed by with a snap of the fingers.

Later, when she was 13 years old, she was sealed with spiritual arts, and ordered by her teacher to go to the Wanzhang Tianchi to practice in closed doors, isolated from the world.The sun is not visible under the Wanzhang Tianchi, it is extremely cold, no grass grows, and everything does not grow.But on the first day after she came down, after practicing all day and all night, she found an upside-down snow lotus on the edge of the cliff, which was only the size of a palm. Leading to the cliff, still tight.

She suddenly hooked her lips, raised her head high, stretched out her hand to pinch the ice-blue silk thread, and tugged gently.Someone on the other end of the silk thread responded very quickly, and after the same tugging, there was a very slight fluctuation of spiritual power along the thread.Suddenly her eyes were wet. The little girl above didn't know that there was a powerful spiritual barrier under the Tianchi Lake, and all the sound transmission and force transmission could not break through the barrier and be transmitted in.

But there are many things that can be passed on.For the next five years, she also planted the bottom of the Tianchi Lake with the snow lotus that she sent down every day.From then on, in the place where nothing grows, some precious things began to appear. Together with these snow lotuses, they were quietly planted in the bottom of my heart, took root and sprouted, and then gradually grew into towering trees.

For five years, in addition to snow lotus, she would also receive food such as grilled fish, grilled bird and snow venison every day.In fact, Tianchi is over [-] zhang high, and the bottom is extremely cold. Most of these carefully prepared delicious foods are as hard as ice after they are delivered, and they are hard to hammer.However, there is a person above who is willing to spend several hours a day, handing the ten thousand zhang long silk thread to her hand, and stay with her for a long time. She is very lucky for this kind of affection.

Apart from these two things, she would rarely receive thin letters from her in the past two years, the handwriting on the letters was correct and clear, just like the person.Most of the content wrote about what happened to Lingshan and the gods recently, and some wrote about what troubles that stinking Yunling caused and what bad things he did. There was no other words. She often couldn't help laughing, but was slightly disappointed He carefully folded the letter paper and put it in his pocket.

In the third year, the ice-blue silk thread that had been with her for more than two years suddenly disappeared for a whole month.She guessed in every possible way, waited patiently, and finally found out that it was the little girl who secretly accompanied her by the cliff all day long. After she was found to have violated the family rules, she was punished by confinement in the temple for a month.She was distressed and funny, and she carved ice with her fingers to convey a message, asking her if she had any regrets, in exchange for a long recitation of more than thirty pages: no regrets, how could you regret it, no regrets anywhere...

In the fourth year, she finally received her "just a few words" - "Jing Ran, I miss you very much." The soreness that she had never felt before spread from her heart in an instant, and she rubbed these six words for a long time. , finally decided to practice in closed doors day and night, and go out as soon as possible...

In the fifth year, she broke the barrier of the Tianchi Lake and became the fastest young master of the gods to practice and leave under the Tianchi Lake.On the day of going up the cliff, all the people in Lingshan, except the old Taoist, gathered at the top of Tianchi Peak.She looked at the figure of Qing Jun who had grown to be almost as tall as herself from a distance, and was about to fly past the crowd to intercept her, but received an order from her junior sister to leave Lingshan urgently to handle family affairs...

It was already a month later when I came back, the branch of the Shenshen family in Tufang Continent was persecuted by Gu, and sent a letter to Lingshan for help.She had no choice but to call out several young envoys at once, and dispatch them all.Enlightenment is the supreme spiritual art for the gods. Enlightening one person consumes a lot of energy, but the person who is enlighted can communicate with the young master's spiritual veins, and the audio is connected.After a few days of busy work, she just had a short time to find her with a drink, but all the young envoys she dispatched were wiped out, and there were no bones left...

When she was about to order people to go out of the island in person again, the little girl who had never practiced spiritual touch secretly used her own blood to help her point people, but in the end she violated the family rules and was fined to kneel in the temple for a month...

After getting rid of all the wooden Gu people with one hand, she had just mastered the yin damage Gu technique, but the Nanjiang Emperor, who was once the youngest uncle of the teacher, had a flash of kindness, and she lost an inch and was plotted against by him.Before she fell down, the Lengfu snow lotus fragrance that was wrapped up suddenly let her know who was taking her into her arms. Although she was relieved and stopped holding on, she was thinking in a daze that this stupid girl left the island privately. , I will be fined to kneel and ground my feet again...

Going back to Lingshan, the first thing she did after waking up was to enter the temple to see her and kneel down for half a month.She pushed open the door, saw the back of the person kneeling on the ice instantly straightened, and suddenly lowered her head sadly and funny for the third time and asked her "Have you ever regretted it?" The facial features are as clear as a man, and the slender and tight lips are tough and cold. He understated in front of the gods of the ancestors, but replied loudly: "I don't regret it." After a pause, he added: "I will never regret it." .”

She lowered her head to look at her for a while, and for the first time solemnly replied: "Okay." Seeing the head of the person who was punished to kneel suddenly raised, she turned around and left the temple without another word.In the next half month, she searched through all the family rules and records of the gods for tens of thousands of years, but she did not find a single word to unravel the fate of the young master and the goddess...

Half a month later, she waited on the top of the icy and drizzled temple, hugged the person who had moved out of the temple door into her arms, held her tightly and walked back to the Zhangsheng Pine Garden in Lingshan step by step...

Later, she took her across the sky to admire the peach blossoms in March, and took her to climb the Tongtian Peak to see the nearest stars; shared with her grilled fish, and drunk altar wine...

Later, she secretly learned sewing and gave her a sachet...

Later, she held her in her arms, leaned against the head of the bed, taught her to use the two people's hair, intertwined and braided together, told her that this was a "concentric knot", and told her that they would always be of the same heart...

Later, she took off the red brocade, and the two of them made each other's wedding dresses with their own hands...

And then... a lot happened after that.

Later, a catastrophe descended from the sky, and countless people could not escape.With her own body, she spent all her life's spiritual power to stop the catastrophe and protect the people.

Later, she took her to travel around the world on the flying green luan for the last time, took her to the ten-mile drunk city to drink wine for a hundred years, took her to plant ancient hibiscus in a thousand-year-old temple, and took her to the ancient Huangwu to make a wish for eternal life...

Later, she died with her, and they were reincarnated together...

Time flies, and the years of the previous life are like a shuttle.

Afterwards, the birth of the Deqin Palace, the ten years of uphill apprenticeship, and many calculations when returning to Beijing...

After that, the flames of war in the world, gold and iron horses, iron and blood contend...

Millions of heroes confront each other across the mountains, and the world is unified and the four seas are unified...

The four seas are one...the four seas are one!

There is something in the mind that wakes up for a moment, and Jing Ran suddenly opens his eyes. It turns out that it is not the same life!They not only lived one life, but two lives, two whole lives! !

After the catastrophe in the first life, their second life is still difficult to disobey the shackles of destiny.

From blood in the palm of the hand, to blood in the heart, to Jin Yang clutching her sleeve for the last time, he said in a hoarse voice: "Senior sister, in the next life, you like me... okay?"

"……it is good."

it is good.

Jing Ran suddenly turned to look at Jin Yang——

it is good.

She agreed!

The author has something to say: Yes, reincarnation in one life, rebirth in one life.

Changed the originally planned fanwai body into a memory body, although the effect is a little bit worse, but the meaning is still the same emmm

The author is dead.