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"What's the matter?" Yuelao asked in bewilderment.

"Anything is fine, you are not the most gossip." Jiu Ling anxiously tugged at Yuelao's red thread and asked.

"Recently, I'm so boring that I'm dying, even the dream of the Monarchy is no longer fun." Yuelao thought for a while, and replied seriously.

"What else?" Jiu Ling asked persistently.

"Oh~ I remembered one thing, there was a little fairy yesterday, and it was time to confess to the God of Sifang!" Yuelao said excitedly.

Jiu Ling didn't care about the love life of the gods in the fairy world at all, but Yue Lao said very excitedly.

"I thought that almost everyone in this heaven would have to be single. I didn't expect that there would be a romantic relationship, and that dead wood lump, who didn't understand style and romance at all, was actually pursued by Xiao Xian'e. I didn't know it was him. It's luck or her misfortune." Yuelao was immersed in his own world, as if thinking of a big event, he clenched his fist with his right hand and smashed it into the palm of his left hand, talking endlessly, "Your Majesty, if you say this, you should know how to get home Is it?" After speaking, he turned around and saw that the hall was empty, and he didn't even have time to take a second look at that beautiful face, so he couldn't see it, it was extremely regrettable.

Jiu Ling took Wuyi's hand and walked towards his bedroom, without looking back, he said, "Once Zhili talks about other people's feelings, it's endless. You let him talk about it for three days and three nights." It's all right. And at the end, I always ask: "Do you think this red thread will be broken?" He was the one who tied the thread at the beginning, and he was the one who cursed at the end! He is obviously a month old, and he made the festive work not festive at all. Could it be that he experienced some emotional setbacks in the past few years as a human being?" Jiu Ling suddenly stopped and turned around to ask.

Wuyi was dragged away by him all the time, but Jiu Ling stopped suddenly, and before he had time to react, he fell headlong into Jiu Ling's arms. One pull, two people, the picture is unsightly...stacked together...

Jiu Ling was at a loss immediately, using both hands and feet to get up from Wuyi's body, but stepped on Wuyi's clothes again, and when he got up, he threw himself on Wuyi's body again, crying loudly, saying, " Wuyi, don't be angry, I didn't mean it."

Wuyi wasn't angry at all, she was just shy, she turned her face to one side and said, "Get up first."

Jiu Ling immediately let go of Wuyi's hand that was still holding him, stood up, sniffed his nose, and said with red eyes, "Don't be angry, okay?"

Wuyi got up and patted the dust, saying, "I'm not angry."

"Didn't lie to me?"

"No."

As if guaranteed, Jiu Ling smiled happily again, walking honestly now, offering treasures as if pointing to a splendid palace not far away, "Wuyi, let me show you my tens of thousands of years of collection baby."

Wuyi followed Jiu Ling to the Cangqiong Palace, and she was really majestic, majestic and majestic, she took a glance and stepped into the palace.

At the entrance, a colored screen carved with gold and jade and hollowed out by Erlong Xizhu isolates the scenery in the hall. Wuyi and Jiuling turn in from the right, and everything in the hall comes into view.

The walls are covered with all kinds of weird sabers, fairy swords, jade fans, god cones, hammers, folk calligraphy and paintings, lanterns, paper-cuts, and even a rotten kitchen knife that cannot be wiped off with blood stains... …etc.

They hung up the entire wall in a chaotic manner, just like Jiu Ling, he did whatever he wanted and was unrestrained.Jiu Ling looked at Wu Yi with a smile, Wu Yi suddenly thought: "Jiu Ling's smile has always come from the heart, so clean that there is no trace of filth, it melts the ice, dissolves the north wind, and the warmth penetrates into the heart, and myself, But it's the twelfth lunar month, the coldness penetrates into the bone marrow, and I am really different from Jiu Ling."

Jiu Ling smiled and said, "They are all my treasures. Wu Yi, let me introduce you."

Wu Yi nodded, and followed Jiu Ling. Jiu Ling pointed to a sword on the wall and said, "This is an ancient divine sword that I found in the monster's cave when I was fighting against an ancient monster." Yi looked at the transparent blade, it was indeed a good sword.

Jiu Ling also introduced a lantern of Chang'e flying to the moon, and said: "There is no such thing as Chang'e, but Yuelao usually puts his messy red lines in the Moon Palace, which is equivalent to Yuelao's small warehouse. Wrong! Wrong! That Mid-Autumn Festival I deliberately stimulated Yuelao and gave it to Yuelao, but Yuelao didn’t care about it, hmph!"

It's not difficult for Wuyi to guess Yuelao's expression, he must feel that Jiuling is messing around again.

Jiu Ling stared at the things on the wall as if he suddenly thought of something sad, without saying a word, he took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed in the middle of his room, pulled up the quilt, and covered his head.

Wuyi heard soft weeping faintly from under the quilt, although she didn't know what happened, but Jiu Ling must have a sad and painful memory.Wuyi walked to the bed, and comforted her softly: "Cry, you will forget about those unhappy things when you cry."

Jiu Ling nestled under the quilt, with a trembling voice, he asked, "Wuyi, do you know how I ascended?"

This is the first person to ascend in the heavens. All the gods know little about Jiuling's past life, let alone himself. I have read the Kuiwenge book myself, and other gods have completely recorded their past and present lives. All, but Jiu Ling's record only has a few words and phrases. I also guessed that Jiu Ling did not say anything, and others have nothing to study. Jiu Ling's previous life only had the names of his parents, and everything else was blank.

Wu Yi said, "I don't know."

Jiu Ling got his head out of the quilt, put the quilt on himself, wrapped it into a ball, calmed down, and said with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth: "I slaughtered the whole village."

Wu Yi was a little shocked, this should be Jiu Ling's unknown secret, but she didn't show it on her face, and asked, "Why?"

Jiu Ling stared into Wu Yi's eyes, did not answer immediately, but asked: "You are afraid of me"

Wuyi shook her head, there were already countless ghosts who died because of her, and her hands were already stained with blood, so how could she be afraid.

Jiu Ling seemed to be more worried that Wuyi was afraid of him and avoided him, rather than being afraid of what he said next, which would scare Wuyi.

Jiu Ling recalled, and slowly fell into the memory, his eyes had already started to blur and he said: "The day I was born, people in the village said 'the cranes hover in the sky, and the rainbow is surrounded by clouds'. I am blessed by God, and the future is bright. My parents named me 'surname Jun, character Jiuling, which means I will live a long life and be healthy and healthy.'”

"I am indeed different from other children. I can remember things as soon as I open my eyes. When the children in other people's homes learn to walk, I can already run flexibly. When the children in other people's homes learn to read and write in the study room, I can already read I read thousands of times and never forget them with my photographic memory. My parents were naturally very happy and praised me frequently. However, others would inevitably feel jealous. After a long time like this, I was killed because I was smarter than others.” Jiu Ling Immersed in memories, his eyes are dull and his eyes are dull.

"On the day when I was crowned, my parents prepared a banquet and entertained guests. My parents have always been doing good deeds, but they died because of me. They killed them just because they were jealous of having a good son." Jiu Ling gritted his teeth and hated.

"The plum blossoms that my parents harvested every winter, gathered the rootless snow, and brewed plum blossom wine. It is fragrant for ten miles, and I have been reluctant to drink it. I have hidden it in the cellar and waited for me to have a banquet for everyone on the day of crowning. But those people , and teamed up to poison the wine, my parents didn't know it. The guests do as they please, and the first is the respect! The first is the first! Hahahaha..."

It was the first time Wuyi saw Jiu Ling lose his composure, and he didn't know how to comfort him, so he stretched out his hands to hold Jiu Ling in his arms, followed Jiu Ling's back, and gently comforted him: "It's all over, in the past gone."

Jiu Ling also reached out to protect Wuyi, put his head on Wuyi's shoulders, wrapped his hands tightly around Wuyi, trying to vent the pain in his memory, "Just after entering the plum blossom wine, my parents bled to death from seven orifices. He just died like this, on the day his son came of age, hahahahahaha."

"Those people couldn't hide their sinister and vicious faces. In front of me, they all mocked and said jealously, 'If your two sons live for a day, our son will never have a bright future.'

'You can't blame us for not being able to tolerate your family. If you want to blame, blame your son for being too dazzling. '

'Even if you are reincarnated, I will remember killing both of you, but the son you hold in your hands every day! '

They took kitchen knives and wanted to hack me to death. My flesh would be turned into mud, and I would never be reincarnated. "

"I practiced martial arts since I was a child, and my parents repeatedly told me not to do anything lightly and not to hurt others, but how could I just watch my parents being poisoned to death by these people and still remain indifferent? Hacking, just wanting them to go, leave me alone, my parents died because of me, how can I live but they are pressing, aggressive, killing them all, saying 'you must die!' What did I do wrong? I don't know."

"That night, thunderclouds rolled suddenly, and it rained heavily. The yard was full of dead people, the yard was full of blood, and I was completely wounded. I sat under the plum tree in despair. The plum tree planted by my parents died overnight. , I knew that my sin was serious and unforgivable, so I killed myself and apologized, and when I woke up, I was already in heaven.”

"I thought my parents couldn't be reincarnated. After all, there has been no news for tens of thousands of years, but I don't want Si Chen Xingjun to find him. Even Dunxi's parents now. Seeing that their husband and wife are loving and well, I am relieved. The kindness of thousands of years ago I don't know whether it's right or wrong, right or wrong."

Jiu Ling let go of Wuyi's hand, and said, "Behind me, there is darkness and a pile of blood debts. Wuyi, are you scary?"

Wuyi shook her head and swore, "From now on, I will be behind you, your darkest shadow, and I will be with you forever."

Jiu Ling returned to normal and said with a smile, "Me too."

This matter of asking about the soul was left behind like this...

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