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Hua Wenya had a very long dream. He dreamed that he was carried to a dark altar in a white desert full of chaos and death, and cut off his flesh and blood over and over again with a thin knife.

She looked at the tall man in front of her.He had long black hair and covered his body with dragon scales, but Wen Ya couldn't see his face hidden in the darkness clearly, he only knew that the other party had a pair of blood eyes that were as round as copper bells.

Without saying a word, the man threw the cut meat under the altar and fed it to the beast.The blood on the ground seeped into the ground and flowed into the heavy sword buried in the veins.

Hua Wenya couldn't make a sound, and could only endure the pain of Ling Chi until all she had left was a pair of bloody bones.The consciousness has not died, the man will always leave for a few days at this time, and he will not come back to continue cutting until Hua Wenya's flesh and blood grow back.

There were too many beasts under the altar to count, and in order to ensure that each one could be allocated, he cut them very thinly.The recovery of the organs is slow, but the hidden profound strength is the purest. He seems to know this, so every time... he will wait patiently.

Hua Wenya didn't know how many times she had been tossed about coming and going, but she was just surprised why she never died.

It seems that as long as the soul does not die, the body can be restored countless times, no matter what kind of damage it suffers.

Time seems to be forbidden in the dream, the sky is always dusk, there is no day and night.

The first ancestor god is Pangu.

The second ancestor god is Qing Mo...the non-aggressive daughter of the heavens, who is obviously a god who appeared after Pangu, but has no ability to protect herself, and can only run away when other ancestor gods miss her.

Taking advantage of these few days of recovery, Hua Wenya thought over what Donghuang Taiyi had said, her heart beating a little faster.

Is the child Hongjun was talking about talking about himself?So the useless ancestor god, could it be her mother?Thinking about it carefully, Donghuang Taiyi once said many inexplicable things to himself, including not allowing himself to find the whereabouts of the second ancestor god.

mother...

This word is so unfamiliar, Hua Wenya doesn't even know what the other person looks like, only that his parents have never fulfilled the responsibility of being a parent for tens of thousands of years.From childhood to adulthood, the only person who raised her, loved her, and took care of her was Donghuang Taiyi...

Thinking of this, Hua Wenya's heart calmed down a lot, and he threw the matter of his parents back to the corner, unwilling to think about it.

The sound of heavy footsteps came from far to near, and the dragon man came back this time with a giant ax full of rust, walked up to Hua Wenya and held it high.

If this was a dream, it would be too real.

The blunt ax slashed at her slender neck, and when it was about to be split in two, the dragon man's body was suddenly thrown flying.

Even the huge ax was cut in half by someone with a sword in mid-air.

A trace of surprise floated in Hua Wenya's eyes, and he stared closely at the falling slender figure.At this moment, the dream suddenly became very distorted. The silver-white figure in the haze came towards him, stretched out a beautiful white hand like jade from his sleeve, and gently stroked his dirty skin. cheek.

"Awen..." Even though he was exhausted, it was hard to hide his tender care.

With just one sentence, Hua Wenya recognized the other party. Ten days of inhuman torture failed to make her shed tears, but at this moment, she cried aloud because of the other party's one sentence.

The distorted dream receded like a tide, and everything in front of me gradually became clear.

Xiao Fuyao, who was leaning against the window, was fiddling with a jade flute in her hand, and when she softly blew the agile notes, everything around her seemed to stop flowing.

In the bedroom filled with warm colors, a beautiful tune was played, and the heart that was tightly gripped by the nightmare gradually calmed down, and the head was not as chaotic as before.

After the song was over, Xiao Fuyao raised his eyes to glance at the heavy snow that had fallen in vain, and closed the window.Turn around and walk towards the big bed.

After taking a few steps, she slowed down.

The person on the bed woke up at some point, wearing only a thin coat, and stepped on the red carpet with bare feet.The thin body started to walk, still a little staggering.

Xiao Fuyao's heart was a little heavy, and she eased up after seeing Hua Wenya.She said, "I woke up quickly."

Hua Wenya felt that his feet were weak and his body was very tired. He didn't know if it was because of the dream or the injury caused by Hongjun.She opened her hand, grabbed Xiao Fuyao's sleeve, and stabilized her shaking body.

"Who hurt it?" Xiao Fuyao didn't move, her beautiful silver eyes fell on the other party's pale and colorless face.

Hua Wenya raised his head, stared blankly at the other person, and then leaned weakly into her arms.The black hair was scattered freely, covering her thin shoulders, and the black and white of the neck were distinct.

Xiao Fuyao's eyes flickered slightly, for some unknown reason, she didn't push her away.After a while, she realized the weakness of the other party, and immediately let go of the thoughts in her heart, and behaved in a responsible manner.

When she supported Hua Wenya, her expression was extremely calm: "If you still feel tired, continue to rest."

"Xiao Fuyao." At this time, Hua Wenya pulled Xiao Fuyao's sleeves tighter and did not move.

After a pause, Hua Wenya buried his face on the other person's shoulder, and asked in a low tone: "Are you really unwilling to follow me?"

Xiao Fuyao didn't reply, and Hua Wenya seemed to have guessed it, neither agreed nor explicitly refused.Are all humans so indecisive?

If it was the past, Hua Wenya might leave when he ran out of patience, no matter how important the task was.But this wayward habit seemed to be cured suddenly, and she didn't want to give up too early.

If you give up or push too hard, you will miss the person in front of you.

After thinking it over, Hua Wenya took the initiative to let go of Xiao Fuyao, went back to the bed and continued to lie down, leaving only the emaciated back of the other party.

Xiao Fuyao grabbed her sleeve, then lowered her head, unhurriedly opened the door and left.

Hua Wenya, who was lying under the quilt, sighed involuntarily when he heard the door closing.Thinking about how good the atmosphere was just now, why would I want to ruin the atmosphere knowingly.

The Kunlun mirror emits circles of soft light in the virtual tripod, which seems to have been around for a long time.After regaining her senses, Hua Wenya hurriedly took out the mirror, only to find that Moxiange had sent her a dozen reminders and a secret letter in a row.

She has been in a coma for less than half a month, how could there be an extra secret letter?Could it be that Hongjun denounced himself at Donghuang Taiyi?With an uneasy heart, Hua Wenya read the letters in order.

"Ling Qiuwu?" After reading it, Hua Wenya frowned.

Ling Qiuwu is the right protector of Moxian Pavilion. He always likes to delve into some crooked things on weekdays, and he often uses living people as sacrifices and dead meat as food. He is the person Hua Wenya dislikes the most in the fairy pavilion.

But since it was an order issued by the Great Pavilion Master himself, she had to go there no matter what.Thinking of this, Hua Wenya took out two pills from the cauldron, one for blood and one for qi, so as to quickly gather the immortal power.

She looked for it, but she didn't see the red wedding dress, and she didn't know where Xiao Fuyao got it.Then he thought that the dress was torn by Hong Jun, maybe she took it for someone to mend?

Hua Wenya's eyes softened, he stood up and took off the white shirt, and took out his previous light blue dress and put it on.

There was less than half a day left before the agreed time, so she had no choice but to set off immediately and arrive before dawn.

As soon as Hua Wenya left, Xiao Fuyao slipped back with a bunch of wound medicines, which she secretly guarded in the alchemy room waiting to get them.

As soon as she entered the door, she sensed something was wrong, and Xiao Fuyao panicked for a moment when she saw someone missing on the empty big bed.

She put down her things, went to the bed and reached out to touch the quilt that was still warm, as if she had only left for a while.

The first thing Xiao Fuyao thought of was that Hua Wenya still had old injuries on her body, and she was so weak that it was impossible to just walk away.Whoever injured her might be the one who came to take Hua Wenya away, but I don't know what will happen this time.

Thinking of this, Xiao Fuyao's first suspicion was that old man Xiao who had a strange temperament, and immediately wanted to get up and look for him.

A corner of the bronze mirror under the pillow was exposed, Xiao Fuyao paused for a moment, and reached out to pick up the familiar Kunlun mirror.

And Hua Wenya in the mirror left by himself, no second person appeared.Heart suffocated suddenly, Xiao Fuyao stared blankly at the scene that had been repeated many times, she pressed the Kunlun Mirror under her pillow, then pushed open the window, and disappeared into light smoke with one leap.

Holding the mirror, Xiao Fuyao thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out the reason why Hua Wenya left.Could it be because of his hesitation that he disappointed her?

"Hua Wenya..." Xiao Fuyao lowered her head like a whisper, her long eyelashes covered her lonely silver eyes.

The long and slender fingers clasped on the Kunlun mirror, very attractive.

Ling Qiuwu was in Ruocheng in the human world, but when Hua Wenya really arrived there, he wondered if he had gone to the wrong place.

If all the plants in the city withered, all the human races in the city would turn into hideous ghosts, wandering around looking for life, and even the air would be filled with a rotten stench.

Those evil spirits are full of fangs and tongues, covered with blue pustules like toads, and like to walk around in groups, only a few alone are desperately sniffing the life of the living.

The tattered clothes were stained with dry blood, but in Ruocheng, apart from the astonishing number of evil spirits, there were more mutilated corpses, and large areas of blood almost covered the entire Ruocheng.

The evil ghosts in the ghost world are far less frightening.

Hua Wenya didn't realize that Ruocheng had been locked down because of the hurry before, and the many small villages he encountered along the way were full of blood, and he thought it was a common plague.

Because he couldn't bear the smell, Hua Wenya took out the Bodhi Umbrella early on, and walked into the Ling Family Castle under the moonlight.

"who?!"

Suddenly, many men in black with knives rushed out of the surrounding area, surrounded Hua Wenya, and shouted sharply.

Hua Wenya said nothing, thinking that the living people in Ruocheng were all dead, but unexpectedly entering Lingjia Castle, it was like entering a protective barrier.

"Stop all of them! Everyone back down."

At this moment, a middle-aged man in purple came out in a hurry, and waved back the group of guards with his wide sleeves.

Yeluyu followed Ling Qiuwu out, with a delicate expression, as if she was very dissatisfied with him.When his eyes fell on the woman in blue with the umbrella, his eyes lit up in vain, and he turned his head uncomfortably for a moment.

"Someone Ling has met Master Chi, it's a great luck for you to come."

When Ling Qiuwu saw Hua Wenya, it was as if he had seen a savior. He was so courteous all the way, that he almost knelt and kowtowed to call him his ancestor.

"So, you made all those outside?" Hua Wenya didn't even look at the cup of tea, obviously not wanting to drink his stuff.

"It was ordered by the Great Pavilion Master, so I dare not disobey." Ling Qiuwu withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and added the cause and effect again, and asked Hua Wenya for instructions after confirming that there were no omissions.

Yeluyu took a sip of the tea and said with a smile: "Your guardian is not kind, the matter is so big that if you offend your enemies, you will find us to block arrows."

"The cute master is wrong to blame Ling. Half a month ago, the pavilion master secretly sent Ling to spread the poison in Qingchan's body to every corner of the six realms. But this poison is really difficult to control. In order to spread Ling, he can only think of this There is a way, and in a few days the human world will become a hell like Ruocheng."

Speaking of this, Ling Qiuwu took a sip of tea before continuing: "The green cicada is the only one with poison in the weapon. Those who are poisoned by this poison will have no cure within three days. They are completely reduced to walking corpses who only know how to bite Living people. Ordinary humans will be infected immediately as long as they take a breath of air, and the higher the cultivation base, the less likely they will be infected, like Xuanxian, unless they directly take poison, other methods are useless to them."

"That is to say, it is impossible for monsters such as Shengxian and Xuxian to be poisoned, only people like me who are not even Xuanxian can." Yeluyu snorted again.

Puzzled, he asked, "Is there no antidote? The Great Pavilion Master's actions like this are very boring."

"There is no antidote, just be careful not to touch their blood or get hurt."

"Where is Qing Chan?"

Hua Wenya, who had been silent all this time, spoke coldly.

"My lord, the current Qing Chan has been imprisoned by me in the dungeon, and she has lost control." Ling Qiuwu frowned when she said this, "There is too much blood..."

"Hmph, highly poisonous blood has been poured into hundreds of rivers in the human world. I wonder how much you poured to make the poison spread so quickly."

As Yeluyu spoke, she felt her scalp go numb. This seemingly honest man in front of her was so cruel to her daughter.

Yeluyu had hated Ling Qiuwu for a long time before Hua Wenya came, so now she just wants to find a chance to talk to Hua Wenya.

"By the way, Wen Ya, where were you before? You've been missing for so long, and you don't even know that there are several important people in the pavilion." Yeluyu hesitated for a while before yelling.

Seeing Hua Wenya ignoring her, she was not embarrassed, "One of them is very good with the three pavilion masters, and his fire control skills are superb. His name is Fen Nuo. But this person didn't enter our fairy pavilion, he just agreed to help the pavilion The master does things, and his cultivation seems to be very high."

Fenuo.

Hua Wenya's hand trembled, and then he clenched it tightly.

After receiving the secret report from the informant, after reading the content, Ling Qiuwu's expression turned extremely ugly.

"Who is going to kill you?" Yeluyu asked nonchalantly.

Ling Qiuwu pondered for a while before slowly saying: "It's not about killing Ling, but about robbing Qing Chan." He paused again, "The master Gu said that the people who came were from the Gusu tribe in the ghost world." , and came alone.”

"Tch, why do you need both of us alone? You can handle it yourself, right?"

"No, this person is very difficult to deal with. She was forged into a weapon together with Qing Chan, but she is several times stronger than Qing Chan." Ling Qiuwu had experienced it once before, but Gusu Zhiyan at that time had not fully awakened her abilities .

Today's Gusu Zhiyan cannot be killed by people under the divine way.

"It's not good to let her go." Hua Wenya said coldly: "Anyway, people are out of control, and there is no cure for the poison. Keeping it will not do you any good."

Ling Qiuwu was stunned when he heard the words, he never thought about giving up Qingchan.So he struggled again and said: "Qingchan just lost too much blood and recovered too slowly, it will be better if it stabilizes with time."

Hua Wenya glanced at him in disgust, he shouldn't be expected to say anything human.Immediately stood up and walked out without stopping.

"Lord Chi! Stay!" Ling Qiuwu panicked.

"I like quiet."

Hua Wenya left Lingjiabao, found a hidden place everywhere, and hid in under the bodhi umbrella.

The author has something to say:

_(:зゝ∠)_The beauty saves the beauty, the plot sucks, and Wo Huansu is so cute.