The original intention of Chu Binghuan and his party was to sneak in secretly, but Mu Qinian and the others led people to kill them, leading all the demon cultivators from the Fenqing Palace to rush to support them. The defense of the entire Fenqing Palace was very weak, which was just convenient for them to move. .

After Chu Binghuan learned that Hua Che was imprisoned in the water prison, he was absent-minded all the time. No matter how blind Zhuang Tian was, he knew what Chu Binghuan was thinking, so he acted like a good master who cared about his apprentice's pain of lovesickness, and said, "Go to the water prison to meet the old eighth boy." , let's divide into three groups."

Chu Binghuan looked back at Lin Yan, then at Murong Sa, then at the two, three, four and five senior brothers, and became even more worried: "Is it okay?"

Murong Sa was unhappy: "Hey, hey, my young master is a top three, what kind of eyes do you have?"

Chu Binghuan remembered, that's right, Murong Sa was ranked in the top three in Wanmen Huiwu, even if Lin Yan and the others were useless, at least Murong Sa was there to help.

Thinking about it this way, Chu Binghuan didn't want to delay for a moment, flew over Yujian, and flew towards the courtyard with ease.

Although he lived in this place for three years, after Hua Che became the demon king, he remodeled the Fenqing Palace, and all the palaces and halls were completely overthrown and rebuilt, so Chu Binghuan was not very familiar with the layout here.

He was very comfortable dealing with those illusion mazes. He took the map drawn by Hua Che to find the location of the central water dungeon.As I walked, I saw a forest of maple leaves that were as red as blood.

Chu Binghuan was in a daze.

I remember that this maple leaf forest was completely uprooted by Hua Che and replaced by Yaoyao peach blossom forest, and a bamboo building was built in the depths of the peach blossom forest, which was exactly the same as Yuntianshui mirror.

When he was kidnapped by Hua Che back then, looking at the peach blossom forest and the depths of the bamboo building, he was completely stunned.

300 years ago, Chu Binghuan participated in the last Ten Thousand Clans Martial Arts Competition. He was eliminated in the first round of Shangqing Illusion. He was severely injured by the backlash of illusion, and he had to take care of him for five full years.

Regarding the content of the illusion, he didn't tell anyone.

Although Mei Cailian was very curious, she did not force him. For Mei Cailian, her son is so outstanding, with a pure heart and no desires, how could he be troubled by illusions?It must be that there was something wrong in the supernatural illusion, which caused Chu Binghuan to suffer.

Only Chu Binghuan knew how shocked and depressed he was by the content of the illusion, and it still made him linger until now.

Entering the illusion, Hua Che was the one who came into view.

Hua Che was not wearing the uniform of a disciple of the Qing Dynasty, but was wearing a black strong suit, holding a long sword in his hand, and looked like an ordinary martial arts practitioner.He was sitting in the yard, which was not big, with a peach tree planted, and behind the tree were two brick houses, which were simple, just like ordinary people's residences.

Looking at himself again, he was dressed in a plain white gown, with a paper fan in his left hand, and a volume of books in his right hand. A thin layer of calluses had formed on the knuckles of his fingers, which was the mark left by holding a pen all year round.

He is a scholar, he has been in poverty for ten years, and he only wants to go to high school once.

"Binghuan." Hua Che in the yard suddenly called him, and when Chu Binghuan came back to his senses, he saw Hua Che happily rushing towards him.

Chu Binghuan, who always didn't like to be touched by people, unexpectedly forgot to hide, and was hugged by Hua Che.

His body was very warm, and his embrace was even more miraculous. Chu Binghuan was stunned. He had never thought that hugging Hua Che would feel like this.

Hua Che said with a full smile: "I just came back from the army. I passed by the lake and caught two fish. They have just been stewed. Come in and taste them."

Chu Binghuan wanted to ask many questions, but every time the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

Hua Che was still the same Hua Che, but it was different.

He is no longer a high-ranking apprentice, nor a monk, but an ordinary young man in the mortal world, practicing martial arts and joining the army, eager to become the champion of martial arts.

And I am no longer Yuntian Shuijing's son, just an inconspicuous scholar, studying hard in a cold window, hoping for the top three in high school.

The two of them are bamboo horses, they grew up together, each other's father and mother are good friends, they were married at the fingertips back then, now it is a matter of course for them to get married.

It's just that the two teenagers are still young, and when they made plans with each other, they decided to go to high school with each other in the future, choose a good and auspicious day, and get married immediately.

After a long time like this, the two of them are not husband and wife, one lives in the east room and the other lives in the west room.Every night Hua Che stayed in the east room and refused to leave, it was Chu Binghuan who asked and pushed him away.

Hua Che also said seriously: "I don't do anything, it's just that the room is cold, and I want to warm up here with you."

Chu Binghuan did not believe his nonsense.

Hua Che: "Yesterday you just had typhoid fever, and today you still have a little cough. Am I afraid that you will be cold? Hey, you shouldn't be studying. Join the army and practice martial arts with me, and your health won't be so bad."

He really felt chilly, and there were not many charcoal fires at home, so he had to save some.

In the end, Hua Che got his way, contentedly, and he went to bed with Chu Binghuan contentedly. The two of them cuddled up like this, and they really didn't feel cold anymore.

Hua Che's body was much warmer than he imagined.

The days are dull, but very comfortable.A year later, they got what they wanted, and the number one scholar in civil and military affairs came out, enjoying the scenery freely.

Soon after, they got married as promised.

On the wedding night, Hua Che was stage frightened for the first time. He used to be embarrassed at every turn, but now that it really happened, he was actually scared.

Chu Binghuan couldn't help teasing him: "General Hua, why don't you see the majesty of the past?"

Hua Che looked aggrieved: "Master Chu, you won't strike too hard, will you?"

heavy?

Anyway, Hua Che didn't get out of bed the next day after working three poles a day.

Later, Hua Che practiced his sword while slandering, and stood under the peach blossom tree, muttering, "I usually pretend to be sick and sick, and I am as energetic as a bear. How could this general be treated like this by a scholar?" Like that, whoops! My waist, hiss..."

Chu Binghuan had a panoramic view of everything, couldn't help laughing, and smiled heartily through the window.

Day after day, I don't know how many years have passed.

People say the seven-year itch, but there seems to be no such talk among them. Seven years are nothing, and 70 years is not enough.

One day, he and Hua Che were sitting on the swing under the peach blossom tree. Hua Che hooked his neck, and his eyes were full of disappointment: "Bing Kuang, have you ever thought about taking a concubine?"

"what?"

Hua Che, who has never been serious, seldom takes such serious matters. He said seriously: "You are too old, and it is not good to have no heirs."

Chu Binghuan was not moved by these words, on the contrary, he was choked with anger: "I don't have any children, so you have one?"

As punishment, Chu Binghuan carried him back to the house and beat him up severely.

Did not go to the ground for two days.

Hua Che, who was paralyzed on the bed, was particularly depressed: "It's a lot of age, and it's still running around like a cow, ouch, it hurts like hell!"

Ten years have passed, 20 years have passed, 50 years have passed.

But he didn't think it was enough, he wanted to spend his whole life with Hua Che like this.

Until a ray of light came in, the surrounding scenery began to crumble, and the old man nestled in his arms disappeared together. He stretched out his hand to grab Hua Che, but what he got in return was the pain of bursting his internal organs.

It's like waking up from a dream, like a lifetime away.

Hua Che was calling him, shouting with all his might, what caught his eye was Hua Che who was wearing the uniform of a Qing disciple, and what caught his ears were the shouts of countless monks.

wake up.

The dream that made him sink and be nostalgic.

It turned out that he loved Hua Che so deeply.

It's a pity that it was too late to wake up, and after finally "waking up", Hua Che left.

Obviously close at hand, within easy reach, but because of his stupidity and ignorance, he misses it. Once he goes away, he will never be able to find it.

The magical legend of Shuiyu Ziyan is not false. After Hua Che died, he immediately used Shuiyu Ziyan.

Although the legend is true, it is inevitable that it is somewhat exaggerated.This thing cannot be resurrected from the dead, but it can gather the soul of the dead. Although it is only a little bit, it was already a great comfort to Chu Binghuan at that time.

He tried to bring Hua Che back to life, but he never expected that the two of them would be reborn together!

In the previous life, Hua Che was healthy, but now Hua Che is weak and sick. Chu Binghuan wondered if it was the reason why he was sucked away by Shuiyu Ziyan in his previous life. Because of the incomplete soul, Hua Che was weak.

If so...

Chu Binghuan smiled wryly.

It was she who harmed Hua Che again.

Too much is superfluous.

Chu Binghuan walked through the red maple forest that was more beautiful than blood, and from a distance, he unexpectedly walked to the main hall of burning love by accident.

Just as he was about to change his course, he suddenly saw a person coming down from the sky with a sword, his figure was like the wind, and he jumped into the main hall of burning love in a few steps.

"Xie Wanting?" Chu Binghuan was stunned for a moment, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, the three great immortal sects hadn't reached the Fenqing Palace yet, why did this Sect Master Xie come up so quietly?Wasn't Moxiu stopping me on the way?If it is so easy for outsiders to board the Burning Emotion Hall, what about the face of the Demon Venerable?

Chu Binghuan weighed his left and right, and followed up first, standing outside the main hall door, secretly peeping at the movement inside the hall.

Sure enough, it was Xie Wanting, on the throne, Yin Wuhui was also there.

The two looked at each other without opening their mouths, as if they were examining something, the air was tense.

"When will you come to look for this deity?" Finally, Yin Wuhui spoke.

Xie Wanting looked at him intently: "There are some things that I must ask you face to face."

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