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It took Lin Qinghe a long time to get Cang Jin to face up to his question: "You also know his temper, why did this take such a sudden turn - is there anything here that reminds people of past life memories?"

Cang Jin glanced at him angrily: "Why do you have so many thoughts, what if he likes the type of you who deserves to be beaten?"

Lin Qinghe: "..."

Lin Qinghe: "Can you take my question seriously?"

Cang Jin rubbed her nails: "You are too entangled in remembering or not remembering. You finally came back. After all these years, your sneaky gecko days are over. What else is there to be entangled in?"

It's not that he doesn't understand the reason, but he just couldn't pass his own hurdle, so he simply went to the back to find Xia Wu.

Xia Wu really took a medicine hoe and dug here and there, Lin Qinghe couldn't hold back for a while and slipped out: "Genius doctor, otherwise I will donate a hoe to you, you are all... Ha, just kidding..."

Xia Tian Wu glanced at him, and said angrily: "What's the matter?"

Lin Qinghe was about to speak when he suddenly heard a loud noise from the top of the valley, his heart sank, Xia Wu also put down his hoe, and the two of them just got out of the forest when they saw a thick black cloud rising from a forest on the west side. cigarette.

Lin Qinghe got up and jumped to the top of the forest. He caught sight of a figure on the westernmost side, his eyes turned cold, and the antler totem between his eyebrows lighted up silently.

The man had a red cloak around his head, and on his left cheek were three red lines that looked like animal patterns, and a pair of eight-edged purple gold hammers in his hand.

Lin Qinghe saw that the visitor came here arrogantly in Wuchen Valley, and greeted him with a cluster of faint blue qi formulas in his hand: "It turned out to be Qu Ran, the king of fire hell, one of the Changhong Nine Monsters. mean?"

Qu Ran grinned and said with a rough and hoarse voice: "My lord tiger, it's been a long time. The outside of the Great Wall is very desolate. After all, it is not as good as the mountains and rivers inside the pass. It's just that this dust-free valley, tsk tsk, is also very decayed."

Lin Qinghe tilted his head and smiled, "My place was burned, won't you explain?"

Qu Ran showed sharp animal teeth and smiled, "Today is here to burn this dust-free valley."

Lin Qinghe raised his hand and sent out a qi formula, the mountains and forests trembled suddenly, and half of the sky was suddenly darkened.

Qu Ran dodged and said with a smile: "I thought the so-called protoss were just putting on airs, but you are a bit interesting."

Lin Qinghe snorted coldly, his body flashed, and he moved to the side of the man in an instant, raised his hand and slapped the man's right shoulder, Qu Ranshi took the slap firmly, and was thrown several steps away in an instant.

Qu Ran stabilized his figure, supported his right shoulder, spit out a mouthful of blood silently, and danced with his hammers in his hands: "I was careless, come again!"

Lin Qinghe sneered, grabbed the sword casually, and actually took the sword out of thin air. The sword seemed to be shrouded in the light of the moon, and it was cold and extremely sharp.

Qu Ran shouted loudly, the two hammers collided suddenly, and a burst of fire came in his face. Lin Qinghe held the sword in front of him, and enveloped the fire silently in a mist.

Qu Ran's expression changed instantly: "What kind of skill is this, why can you block the wind, fire and thunder!"

As he said that, he rushed forward, as if he wanted to compete.

Lin Qinghe wrestled with him for several rounds, and said contemptuously: "What is Fenghuolei, I was trained by Shang Ting."

Li Chong burned his eyebrows a few times...

Qu Ran said angrily: "The tiger is really arrogant. If you look down on my Feng Huo Lei so much, let me see the once unparalleled Shang Ting Shen Huo, which will turn that person into ashes."

Lin Qinghe Youyou said: "You don't need to listen, I can take care of you more than enough."

Before the words finished, the sword turned in his hand and disappeared. Lin Qinghe raised his hand and once again struck out a qi formula, which caused another gust of wind to blow in front of him. He fell up and down, making himself miserable.

Lin Qinghe hit Qu Ran's right knee with a random blow, and his figure flashed behind Qu Ran in an instant, condescendingly choking his throat from behind.

Qu Ran was suffocated for a while, and only when he lowered his eyes did he see that Lin Qinghe was also holding an eight-edged purple gold hammer. He was furious for a while, and struggled a bit: "You! How could you..."

Lin Qinghe exerted force with his hand, and the edges and corners of the hammer instantly scratched his jaw, and blood flowed down his neck and into his front.

Lin Qinghe said frivolously: "Surprised? Then go back and tell your master that the Protoss is not dead yet, and it's not time for you to make trouble."

It was past noon when Lin Qinghe packed up the burned mountain forest. When he returned to the courtyard, he saw Cang Jin playing with a box pigeon with a look of disgust. Open to access stationery.

Cang Jin threw the box pigeon to him, and said in distaste: "It's probably from the person who sent the letter——it's Qu Ran? Whoever sent it seems better than him, but I remember that you jumped up and down when you were burnt before... ... Hey, what did you write? Why are you blushing?"

Speaking of which, Cang Jin almost forgot that she was a wounded patient, so she stretched her head to look.

Lin Qinghe stood up, hid back, and smiled inscrutablely: "He said he missed me."

Cang Jin: "..."

Cang Jin: "Farewell."

Is it over for these two?

Lin Qinghe reached out to stop her: "It seems that something happened."

Cang Jin looked excited: "You got cheated?"

Lin Qinghe: "...Are you sick? I'm talking about business!"

Cang Jin was indifferent: "What's the matter?"

Lin Qinghe put the letter paper in his arms: "It's related to your mermaid race. He said that in the past, Tianle made the Shanle fisher girl cry like red beads, but now there is... cough, this fisher girl should refer to the mermaids, and the red bead should It’s weeping blood, probably related to the scriptures that the monk harmed your people in Houhai last time.”

Cang Jin pondered for a while, and said: "This reminds me, when I met two demons in the battle of Yinggou, one qin and one scorpion wiped out tens of thousands of my clan, which is really a catastrophe for mermaids, according to Chong's words Speaking of it, it seems that it is specially designed to attack us, and I am there, it is estimated that there is more or less bad luck."

Lin Qinghe's expression sank: "These monks are really lawless."

The totem on his forehead was faintly shining again, Cang Jin frowned and said, "What's wrong with you? How can such a stupid thing make you so excited? Can't you feel that your sea of ​​consciousness is in chaos now?"

Lin Qinghe raised his hand to caress his forehead, and turned his face away: "I know... let's not talk about this, Zang Feng was forced out of Taihuai, and he was splashed with dirty water. It is said that he went to Youzhou. I have to go and have a look."

Cang Jin's expression also became serious: "Let others go, you go back and adjust your breath first."

Lin Qinghe smiled and waved his hands: "It's such a big deal, don't make a fuss."

Cang Jin got really angry, stood up, and said in a blunt tone, "Master Tiger is really terrible, do you really think that you are immortal?"

Lin Qinghe smiled casually: "I don't want to die for the time being, don't worry about it, and heal your injury quickly, I'm afraid there will be a tough battle to fight."

Cang Jin smiled: "What do you want this time? Since the demons have begun to cooperate with each other, how long can the silent spring be stable? If there is a real fight, even if you hide it, if anyone knows that Li Chong is alive, the world will Who will let him go?"

Lin Qinghe suppressed her smile, turned her back: "It's a day to be able to hide..."

Cang Jin suddenly covered his face with a long smile: "What a fool, how many of those who compete with fate will end well?"

Lin Qinghe was silent and did not speak, Cang Jin sighed quietly, and said slowly: "Qinghe, it is really not easy to come to this day, and I also know how wronged you are in your heart. In those years, you risked your life to death It is a blessing in misfortune to be able to have the current situation, as long as Li Chong's soul is alive, Moquan will definitely entangle with him to death, that is what you worked hard to get back, are you not mentally prepared for this?"

Cang Jin paused, then smiled again: "That's right, I didn't agree with you to do that at first, to be honest, the little hope you held at that time didn't support you to live at all, but since you took the stick, Even if you die, you have to find a reason for yourself to die, and put your heart and soul into it day and night..."

Lin Qinghe interrupted her in a low voice: "Stop talking, since you know my determination, why bother to say such useless things."

Cang Jin raised his hand to cover the faint tears in his eyes, and said with a smile: "What are you determined to do? Lin Qinghe, ask yourself, hide his consciousness, for fear that he will regain his memory, and what are you doing one by one? What are you afraid of! If you win the check once, we can hit the second time. What are you afraid of? Do we need your self-sacrifice and self-impression? Don’t think of yourself as a god. You are a fart, a divine beast!"

Lin Qinghe silently clenched his fists, his throat rolled several times but he was unable to speak.

Cang Jin slowly turned around and entered the room, stood in front of the door and said: "At the beginning Li Chong set himself off as a firework without saying a word, I still remember it until now, you dare to do something out of the ordinary, try it, Lin Yun How did the pear blossom forest in the mountain come to be? As soon as you die, I will go and tell him all these things, anyway, the days are very long, and it’s okay for us to live together and suffer.”

Lin Qing and the guardian of the silent spring have had some inexplicable connection with that place for thousands of years. He felt abnormal fluctuations a few days ago, but he didn't say anything, and has been hiding quietly, secretly investigating the cause.

Every monk will cultivate his own demons invisibly, and gods are no exception.

Lin Qinghe has always been aware of the existence of his inner demons, and even detonated his own soul in the sea of ​​consciousness countless times, blowing the silent spring into a cloud of dust.

That hatred is indelible, and it intensifies in the repeated ups and downs of despair and hope day by day. Even if I know that I really did that, it is just a waste, and I want to use my life to equalize the deep-rooted hatred. grief and indignation.

On the day he went to Mingzhu Mountain to retrieve his consciousness, he thought that he would repeat the same mistakes. The fate of Moquan and Li Chong were still connected after hardships. That kind of hatred and fear almost killed him.

He even thought that if he returned to Linyun Mountain, he would detonate his soul and die with that damned silent spring.

This thought hardly brought him much grief, and even the joy of revenge.

This kind of thinking is like marijuana to the smoker. In his imagination, he smoked again and again, integrating his soul into Li Chong's god seal, and offering everything he had to the god in his heart.

Repeatedly bring myself a strange satisfaction.

When he was almost pulled into the abyss by the demon, the god kissed him.

The high wall in his heart collapsed.

The sky shines into the bottom of the valley, and the boundless ice shatters.

God is not out of the sky, but beside me.