[Comprehensive] Master is as beautiful as a picture

It was useless for Qin Shou to stay by Qin Jing's side. After all, he had no control over matters of life and death, and he had no such ability to save them, so he could only pray to God and kneel in the Qin family's ancestral hall for days. He is thin, and he has only one daughter under his knees. He only asks his ancestors to protect the last bit of blood of the Qin family. Maybe he can't think of a good way to beg his ancestors, but neither of the two men who have become immortals Way, what can that group of ghosts do?

The heavens and the earth, the sun, the moon and the stars, all phenomena, the dreams of the seven dynasties are all born from the heart. The poison of the seven dynasties dreams is probably useless to those who have no anger and no thoughts, but it is deadly poison to those who have obsessions.

As night fell, Qin Jing had already fallen into a deep sleep, her face was lifeless, and the bloodthirsty maniac stretched out her claws and claws to bring her into a dream. It was a dream, but it was more appropriate to say that it came from Shura Purgatory. Her eyes, the white bones under her feet, were eerie, and the fire engulfed her surroundings. She opened her eyes and looked around. At this moment, a man came towards her and stretched out his hand to her. She was both unfamiliar and familiar with the person in front of her. The silver-haired man seemed to have remembered something, and took a step back in panic, not daring to take a step forward.

"Xiao Jing, I'll take you away." The man's cold voice sounded, and it turned into a cloud in her ears. She unexpectedly handed her hands, but when her hands wanted to touch them, the stars shifted and took her to another place in an instant. , the blood red in front of her eyes disappeared, replaced by a scene full of spring, but the man in front of her was gone, and a trace of loneliness flashed in her heart...

At this time, Jiuxi mirror emitted blue light and projected it all over Qin Jing's body.

Seeing this, Ziyin pointed at Qin Jing's forehead with a point of light, and said calmly: "Her three souls are gathered together again."

"Could it be that Qing Yuan hasn't left yet?" Xun Hua looked in disbelief at Jiu Xi Jing beside Qin Jing's pillow.

"Maybe." Ziyin nodded.

Xun Hua's eyes suddenly brightened: "Perhaps she really deserves to die. I have a plan. In the dream of Seven Dynasties, the soul of life will be devoured, and the soul of life is the master of the seven souls. If there is no soul of life, she will definitely die, but she There are two souls."

Ziyin's face changed slightly, and she sensed her intentions, so she said: "You mean to draw Xiaojing's soul out and let Qing Yuan's soul in. After the dream is over, send Xiaojing's soul again enter?"

Xun Hua looked at Qin Jing who was on the bed, seeing her face in such pain, he couldn't bear it, but what if he did something despicable for her, he nodded: "Yes, I feel that Qing Yuan's fate is very serious. Weak, it will dissipate over time, why not..."

Ziyin interrupted him, and with a hint of anger, he flicked his sleeves and said: "Nonsense, how can you ignore other people's lives!"

After hearing this, Xun Hua retorted: "Qing Yuan is dead long ago, but Jing'er still has to live on, do you know which is more important?"

"Everything in the world has a spirit, as long as the spirit is still there, they still have the right to live, how can they ignore Qing Yuan for their own selfish desires." Ziyin still holds this mentality, and refuses to give in at all.

Xunhua felt a little helpless, and sneered: "I just ask you, do you love Jing'er, and do you want her to live? If you want her to continue to live, there is no other way!"

Ziyin stood with his hands behind his back, without saying a word, even though he couldn't let go of the pain in his heart, if this was the only way to save her, he would definitely not agree.He walked towards Qin Jing with mixed feelings in his heart, really there was no other way?

At this time, the person lying on the bed made a weak sound, and the sound of sobbing came: "Don't go...don't go..."

Hearing this, Zi Yin felt trembling, and quickly stepped forward to sit by the bed: "The teacher is right here, and I won't go anywhere."

The sound of sobbing came, it was a faint sob, but suddenly increased the volume, it turned into a wail, his eyes were still closed, his face was stained with tears, seeing this, Zi Yin stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears, his cold fingertips touched Under the cheek, Qin Jing stopped crying at once, took out the hand under the quilt to hold Ziyin's hand, and squeezed it tightly with all the strength in his body. Although the strength is not heavy, it should be the limit for her , After a long time, the weak little hand slowly slipped down, but at this moment it was held by Ziyin's backhand, he said softly, or maybe he was just talking to himself: "There must be other ways, if I want to disperse all the cultivation Whatever you want, as long as you live."

At dawn, the sky is slightly brighter.

As they calculated, it was also when Qin Jing woke up.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Ziyin sitting beside her bed, holding her hand and refusing to let go. When her eyes met, the scene in her dream reappeared in her mind, and the person in front of her was There was only a man in her dream, she saw him and another woman standing in front of her, the woman's face was blurred and couldn't be seen clearly, but she could realize that they must be extremely happy, but she didn't know why she felt like this in her heart the pain.When she turned around dejectedly, she saw the woman pushing her into the abyss, but he seemed to be watching the show.

She looked at him with hostility in her eyes, withdrew her hand, covered the quilt over her head, and curled her ears into the quilt.

"Xiaojing?" Ziyin tore the quilt away, and she poked her head out, with a little panic in her eyes. She suddenly recalled the dream of the day before yesterday, her body trembled uncontrollably, she screamed, and went straight to the bed without even putting on her shoes. Jump out of bed and rush outside the house.

Xunhua who was standing by the side naturally stopped her, she looked at Xunhua in panic, and whispered: "Who are you? But I kindly remind you, this person is very scary, you should also run away quickly?"

"Xiao Jing!" Ziyin behind him tugged, pulled her into his arms, and carried her back to the bed. No matter how hard she struggled, it was useless. Tears flashed, and he cried: "Why do you insist on appearing in front of me, please let me go?"

For a moment, his words were too aggressive, and he fainted.

Seeing this, Xunhua told her her pulse, and said coldly, "Her pulse is very weak now, if you stimulate her again, she will not survive tonight."

Ziyin turned around sadly, and when he pushed the door, the wind came in, his silver hair was slightly brushing, his body in Qingzi's celestial robes looked a little older, the frost in Qingqiu was not as cold as the frost in his heart, but it was extremely cold but helpless.

"There is only one way, you have no choice!" Xunhua looked up at Ziyin, and said bitterly in his heart: You can't give her more heart!She has known you for three lifetimes. Could it be that the result of each lifetime can only be an unhappy death?

Ziyin didn't answer, turned around and came out of the room, and closed the door.

Xun Hua noticed that her pulse was getting weaker and weaker, and she frowned and immediately made a decision, taking the Jiuxi mirror by the pillow into her hand, with a lot of thoughts in her heart.

"Qing Yuan, don't blame me, I have no choice but to make such a bad plan..."

A white light flashed at the fingertips, leading to the Jiuxi Mirror, where there was a blue glow in the mirror, and a group of white shadows emerged. The woman was dressed in white, her long hair was disheveled, and she was lying on the ground with her eyes closed.

A purple shadow followed closely and landed as a human being.Fighting against Xunhua, Xunhua didn't know why Qingyan was here, so he asked, "Qingyan, why are you here?"

Qing Yan seemed to slap wanting to ask Hua fiercely, and said angrily: "Why can't I be here, you know she can only stay in the Jiuxi mirror, once she goes outside, she will lose her soul!"

"She has lost her soul, so why are you so obsessed with it?" Xun Hua fell to the ground, supporting the ground with one hand, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Lying on the bed, Qin Jing suddenly woke up under the influence of Zhiqing Yuanli Jiu Xijing, and vomited another big mouthful of blood.

Qingyan was about to burst into tears, and his demonic nature increased wildly. He wanted to fight for the Jiuxi mirror, so he stabbed Xunhua with an extra long sword in his hand.

Naturally, Xunhua was powerless to parry Qingyan, who was possessed by demons, and retreated steadily. When he saw that he was about to pierce his heart, a sword glowing with blue light broke through the door, and pushed aside the sword that was about to pierce Xunhua, followed by Qingyan. The sword in Iwashou was shot down.

Qin Jing was already awake, she stood up in a daze, and watched the long sword take the form of a human being. Fragments flashed in her mind, but all her thoughts were wiped out, and there was nothing left. The two wanted to be ten steps away, But it's so out of reach.

At this moment, all the discomfort in her body dissipated in an instant, and for some reason, she suddenly felt so reluctant to part with the person in front of her, but because of this, she could only smile at him, as bright as the morning glow reflecting the moon.

If there is an afterlife... maybe there is no afterlife, no matter what, they met only for separation...

"Xiao Jing!" Ziyin's face changed suddenly, and she strode forward to hug Qin Jing who was about to fall to the ground. She grabbed Ziyin's sleeve, and the face that looked like a god was close at hand. She seemed to remember something and moved He moved his lips, but he could only make a sound as thin as a mosquito. Ziyin listened to him, "Master must smile more in the future... Okay..." The hand pulling his sleeve slowly dropped, and his eyes slowly fell. close...

Ziyin recalled that day three years ago, when she stuffed him with a pack of sweet-scented osmanthus and persuaded him to smile more.All of this is as clear as yesterday, unprecedented fear swept over me, my fingertips trembled, I slowly found my pulse, I searched for a long time, but I couldn't find it, my heart and soul were broken Feeling overwhelmed, he hugged the person in his arms tightly.

His eyes were bloodshot, a stagnant air surged up, and a trace of sweetness melted away from his throat. He finally experienced such a heart-wrenching taste. Maybe he had let go of the thought of life and death, but now he was facing him in his arms. But the person who is so unreliable is so unable to let go, maybe what he sees through is just the appearance.

In the past, he never knew what it was like to lose someone, but now her death has made him realize that it is such a broken heart.

"Jing'er!" Xunhua slowly moved over, dragging his severely injured body by Qingyan. He never thought that things would develop to such an extent. He thought he could save her, but he didn't expect to speed up her death by dying. trillion.But now that remorse and annoyance can't take her life back, what should he do?

At this time, when Qing Yan touched Qing Yuan with both hands, Qing Yuan had already turned into a stream of light and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Once Qin Jing died, Qing Yuan would not be able to survive without his attachment.

Qin Shou entered the room and saw Qin Jing lying lifelessly in Zi Yin's arms. Qin Shou trembled and slowly squatted down, shaking his body, pointing fingers and cursing: "You unfilial daughter! Get up for me, How can Father survive your scare at this age, there are so many black worms in the coffin, they will bite your hair, your nails... And from now on, you can only eat small worms."

No matter what he said, this Qin Jing only had his eyes closed tightly, his warm body gradually turned cold, and Ziyin's eyes were empty, so he could only hug her tightly and warm her body, but no matter what, she After all, he is dead, no matter what, this will not change...

The author has something to say: Please don't hit the author, she had a premonition that she would be beaten up today, she actually killed the mirror!She actually killed the mirror! ! ! ! ! ! !I express that I can’t forgive the author, QAQ Although the author has already drank dichlorvos and committed suicide in annoyance~ Don’t stop her from crying, just let her accompany the mirror Ah, you have to have a copy of what I don’t eat. The mirror wants to eat, right? I think that if you abuse the animal father, you will also abuse yourself to the point of falling. I’m a pervert.