The villains are all my ex-boyfriends [Jian San]

He Jiuqing carefully kissed his forehead, and gently pressed his forehead against his forehead, whispering: "I should go to the sky, but I just work a little harder, and Mingyue has already walked in front of me."

Could it be that the poison caused him to see the future?Or is he already dead in order to see that person forever?

It doesn't matter what, as long as you can see Ah Tian holding Ah Tian, ​​it doesn't matter where you go.

The young He Jiuqing clasped the white-haired Gu Jinxiao tightly with his fingers, and walked into this world of mortals with the crane that was no longer young.

Visit famous mountains, enter ancient temples, absorb all the knowledge that can be used by him in this world as much as possible.

Although He Jiuqing didn't ask anything, he knew that Gu Jinxiao must have paid a great price for his transformation, otherwise how could he have been invisible for more than ten years?

The solution to all this is that He Jiuqing should be stronger, so strong that no matter where his Ah Tian goes, he can still find him.

They traveled to many places together, crossed countless bridges in the south of the Yangtze River, and whenever they looked up, they could find the people upstairs, smiling at each other.

Take a boat through the fields of lotus leaves, pick fresh lotus seeds, and feed them to those around you who are dedicated to developing new talismans.

In the clear mist in the morning, listen to the sound of fish jumping out of the water, and talk a lot of endless whispers and dreams.

He also practiced copying scriptures in the little-known ancient temples and Buddhist temples in the northwest.Someone picked wild fruits that are only available in midsummer and a half moon in the middle of the mountain, and filled them with sweet and sweet well water, and went to give alms with many people. Seeing the handsome and clean young monk, the moment he closed his eyes and chanted sutras, he suddenly felt shallow. Shallow smile.

Walking in the harvested plains and fields, the golden wheat ears are drying on the roadside. The wheat stubble has the slight astringency of green grass and the warm fragrance of sunshine fermentation. In the cool evening breeze, it is adjusted into a sweet and wonderful aftertaste. Into a jar of wine, written in flashy and useless spells.

In April, the city is filled with the fragrance of pagoda trees, and the warm yellow sunlight rushes from the horizon, climbing up the corners of the world and the fresh green on the branches, half-light and half-dark.The morning breeze was slightly cold, blowing the white hair and clothes of the picker.

Someone hugged him into his arms to keep him warm, and the handsome and elegant lover leaned on his shoulder with lingering eyebrows, lovingly and cuddly, rubbing her cheek against her cheek.

The lips containing the white and fresh Sophora japonica flowers were gently kissed.Someone gently held his face, and slowly asked for a kiss until the tree was covered with pure white and swaying, brushing his whole body full.

Living in a Hakka earth building, swimming over thousands of mountains with cranes, clear streams overflowing with grass stems, meeting a boundless flower on the other side, and walking hand in hand through the Santu River in a trance.

I have been to the estuary of the Yellow River and seen many sunset glows in the sky.

I have been to one overseas island after another, standing on the tallest tree on the top of the island, listening to the sea breeze passing through the branches and leaves above my head, and countless stars shining from among the leaves.

Pillow on that person's shoulder, listen to the cold and gentle voice, say many, many words that are more touching than the thousands of rivers and mountains you have traveled, and the beauty of the world.

Come back in a long circle, the old people have all been buried in the earth, and a hundred years have passed in the world.

Take the imperial examination together, enter the palace together, ride a horse and see all the flowers in Chang'an side by side.

There are many books in Hanlin, and you can learn from your peers.

Experienced the relegation and promotion in the officialdom, sat in the princely court, stood in the court hall, watched the people standing behind each other impeach each other, looked at each other, and hid a little smile.

Seeing people like blue silk in the morning and snow in the evening, they once sat in front of the mirror, painted each other's wrinkles and white beards, and grew old in the world of mortals.

There are also treason, and there are also dynastic changes.

In the troubled times, the princes changed their names, abandoned their pens and rode on glaciers side by side, and built a kingdom from scratch.

Accompany this person, and try to find a way to establish a heart for the world, a life for the people, a way to inherit the knowledge of the past, and a way to bring peace to all generations.

There are successes, there are also failures, and we are constantly starting again, and we are constantly looking for a better way...

Many, many years have passed in this way, and Jiude thought it could go on like this forever.

However, as long as you are a human being, you cannot escape birth, old age, sickness and death. Even the legendary emperor of heaven has a reincarnation of thousands of years.

The crane named Xiaobai had already died of old age, and the one who survived was transformed by magical techniques into a spirit creature with the same lifespan as Crane Jiuqing.

But its master finally came to the end.

Only Gu Jinxiao seemed to be forgotten by time.

They returned to the isolated island at the beginning, and sat on the older and taller mountain tree.

Fingers clasped together, talking words that could never be finished.

The cold and gentle Crane Immortal smiled and said to him: "It's great, I will be with you forever soon."

They have been people together for a long time, and then they can be ghosts together for a long time.

"I really like this world. It's so beautiful. There is you. What is the Netherworld like? As long as you are in the world, it will be beautiful. As long as I think about it, I feel very looking forward to it."

The man said: "Don't be afraid, as long as you have a little time, I will come back to you soon."

Gu Jinxiao hugged him, quietly listening to every word he said.

It is clear that we have been together for so long, but why do we still feel short-lived?

Why is the human heart so greedy?A hundred years and a thousand years are not enough, you have to pray for immortality for thousands of years.

Why can we meet again soon, and at this moment, our hearts are full of peace and tranquility, but the tears are silently overflowing drop by drop?

This man has never lied to him, and every word he said has come true, why is he like this?

That person's last words, like an innocent and carefree child, said earnestly and persistently: "Gu Jinxiao, I really like Gu Jinxiao."

"I know." He said softly, "Gu Jinxiao also, I like you so much."

Then, that person never came back.

Gu Jinxiao hugged him, sat there and waited.

Waiting for countless suns to rise and moons to set, spring to winter, until the body kept by Shufa in his arms was suddenly annihilated by the wind.

He slowly raised Kong Luoluo's hand, covered his eyes, and smiled lightly: "It's too much. Obviously, the past has been changed..."

Why is nothing left?

I am clearly waiting for you here, why are you still going to save that person?

This time there is no military solution, no seal, where can I find you?

It turns out that this is the price of changing the past.

It wasn't Gu Jinxiao who disappeared at this moment, but that He Jiuqing who didn't know what price he paid again.

Maybe after thousands of years of waiting, one day the person who changed his appearance will still find him again.

But how many tens of thousands of years?

Shouldn't it be until he completely forgets everything about that person, until this remnant soul disappears?

Gu Jinxiao traveled to many places, all the places they had been to, until he drank all the wine that the man left behind, and he still hadn't come back.

I have been to the Jiuyou Wasteland, crossed the Misha River, and watched the reflection of the river for a moment, until the boat reached the other side, that person has not come back.

I have made many, many useless attempts, and almost wanted to turn the world upside down and time and space, but I remembered that that person is so good, what price will I bear because of his chaos?

The ghostly City of Death is really a good place, isn't it?

Only then did I discover that compassion is hidden in all the places where lonely ghosts are afraid to go.

You can fall into an eternal obsession without waking up, repeating the memory over and over again, until the memory and the obsession of the remnant soul are annihilated together.

However, every time I went through it, I became more sober, and finally realized that I was wrong from the beginning.

The young Gu Jinxiao shouldn't have entered the Nine Nether Wasteland, and when he met that ghost, he shouldn't have allowed him to come in, let alone let him let him go.

The time and space under the Nine Nethernesses are chaotic, and in an instant of one ten-thousandth, in the abyss under the Xuwei Mountain, he saw a person.

A person who is extremely familiar, but absolutely impossible.

This was placed there by the past Gu Jinxiao, Gu Mowen!

……

The autumn water is as clear as the moon in the sky.

Shenlong suddenly froze, Shen Shen Beidou turned around abruptly, and said with difficulty: [I, I found a person who is the most suitable candidate for this behind-the-scenes mastermind. 】

Gu Jinxiao looked at it quietly, thinking that Yan Shuangfei, whose identity was doubtful, must know the alchemist behind the scenes, but he didn't know the relationship between the two.

He said casually, "Who?"

[Gu, Mo, ask! 】

Gu Jinxiao: "..."

Shenlong didn't mean to be joking at all, and said in horror: [Gu Mowen's Pingsha Luoyan, let alone the dead, control the living if they want to control it.There is still a glass of water to take a photo, and he has to stand up for him when he dies.This is not in the game anymore, who knows what variation will happen to the effects of these skills. 】

"Speaking of which, he is really the best candidate to take the blame."

【What I'm afraid of is that when you don't control Gu Mowen's body, he is stored by me in the most terrifying place in the abyss in the City of Death, the place where living and dead souls are least likely to approach.In case the body comes alive by itself, or if a particularly powerful master controls him...]

Gu Jinxiao smiled lightly, even the eyes of the heartless and ruthless Miss Qin Niang were filled with a bottomless ray of danger.

"It's an interesting idea. But, this is my body, and if I touch my soul, no one can touch it."

【Most, best is this. 】Otherwise, this is going to cause a big mess.

……

The white-haired alchemist hides under the black gauze hat, borrows half of his former body, and walks in the world.

However, where he walked, time and space folded upon themselves.

No one can see him.

It doesn't matter, that was Gu Jinxiao's He Jiu Qing in the past, his He Jiu Qing has disappeared.

However, he had to meet Gu Jinxiao and tell him the warnings about the future.

Gu Jinxiao has to go back to the past to prevent the encounter under Nine Nethers, this is the only chance.

In order to get the old Gu Jinxiao to notice him, he did a lot of things.

……

The autumn water is under the sky as clear as the moon.

With a very light ending voice, he said: "...That's why we decided that there was a mysterious alchemist behind Lin Youhuang helping him. Now we know that it was the blood of these five resurrected people who brought people back to life. turned into a living dead."

Shenlong was dumbfounded by this discovery: [How could this be?The alchemist behind Lin Metamorphose who helped him turned out to be you, Gu Jinxiao! 】

"It's not me." Gu Jinxiao said flatly.

[This bad alchemist, if not you, it can only be me.It's the five people I brought you back to life. 】Shenlong lost his soul and trembled.

"You said at the time that it was the aura of heaven and earth who said that they should not die."

Shenlong was overwhelmed and very angry: [Yes, and then in a few days it died in the hands of abnormal Lin - yes, it was said by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it's none of my business. 】

It suddenly came to its senses, and then was furious: 【What do they mean by this? !Are they domesticated by the perverted Lin? ...]

At that time, Gu Jinxiao thought of the lifelike living dead in the other world, but they were already mummies in the real world.

If Lin Youhuang wanted to leave them to Gu Mowen, he would not only leave five useless mummy.So, this is another step ahead, so who is the old friend who is suspicious?

"What's more, doesn't Lord Shenlong think that all this is too smooth and too coincidental? The mysterious alchemist who has been chasing after him, finally found out that it was me..."

When the old Gu Jinxiao returned to his dream, the white-haired alchemist stood in front of him.

Suddenly looking back, I realized that he was one step away from the truth, but he was too confident and underestimated time.

Gu Jinxiao doesn't care, what he has most now is time, and what he lacks most is patience.

Nothing else.

And, judging by the past, they would always meet in the end.

Revisiting the old place, Gu Jinxiao looked at them in the past through time.

Look at the person who has carried his evil karma, merged with the most evil in the world, and turned into a demon.Seeing that he doesn't remember anything, but he always doesn't care, he seems to be smiling lazily, heartless like a little devil.

Thinking of the young man's cold and handsome face, with a calm expression, he said softly: "I am arrogant and conceited, do you think that He Jiuqing is naive and annoying?"

Thinking of it, the silver pupils were gentle and shining, and asked him uneasily: "If you knew that I am also indifferent besides conceited and arrogant, would you find it annoying?"

He smiled, gently wiped away the past oath, and told the old man after a long time: "No, as long as it is you, I like it. No matter what you look like or what your name is, I like it .”

It is now, it was in the past, and it will be in the future.

[Continue to speak——