[Bao Lian Lantern Heart] Lu Yao Returns to Dream

, but was disturbed by someone, Longyan hesitated for a moment, put the brocade box back on the silk tray held by the maid, and said in a cool tone, "Let him in."

A moment later, a military general wearing a golden-winged black crown and holding a golden pagoda stepped into the court and bowed to greet him.

"The minister occasionally got a secret report, and the relationship was so important that he didn't dare to deal with it badly, so he rushed to the heavenly court to ask the holy judge."

"speak."

"Please take a look, Your Majesty." Li Jing presented a single-strand two-inch gold hairpin, engraved with the pattern of a phoenix reaching the sky, and there were bloodstains in the gaps between the patterns.

The Jade Emperor's face was slightly condensed, and he paused for a moment before asking, "Where did you get it?"

"I dare not lie to Your Majesty. This hairpin came out of Zhenjun Erlang's private house. The envoy of the Black Lotus Sect stole this hairpin from Zhenjun Erlang's mansion, and it just hit my hand. The little demon wanted to save his life, so he mobilized all the hairpins." That’s right, this bloodstain belongs to Zhenjun Erlang.”

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For many years to come, Ao Cunxin will always recall this day over and over again.

Life and death in the world are not at the ends of the earth, but only in one thought.

Ao Lie supported Ao Cunxin, fixed his eyes on the black figure against the light on the sea, and whispered in her ear: "Don't be afraid, we dragons can see him from the bottom of the sea, but he can't see us from the sea."

"He, he came here to destroy Shi Hei Lian, right? Let's destroy this thing as soon as possible, so as not to bring disaster to Xihai!"

Ao Lie shook his head in a daze, "Impossible, even if the Buddha is alive, he can't destroy it. Only by gathering seventeen relics of the Patriarch of Ten Thousand Buddhas can it overwhelm its evil power."

There was no time to think, the entire boundless sea shook violently, the fish and shrimp panicked, and the algae left their roots.Following another loud bang, Ao Cunxin instinctively hugged his head and curled up.

Dead silence, dead silence like stillness.There was no shock and no bloodshed.

She raised her head as if aware of it, and saw Ao Lie standing upright on the spot, but his eyes fell on a place in front of her.She picked up a pain in her heart like a conditioned reflex, and turned her head abruptly.

The silver horse showed its original silver mane at the bottom of the water, making the person on its back even more untainted by the world.

The man was wearing a white shirt, with a sword hanging from his waist, his figure was indistinct, like bubbles rising in sea water, he couldn't catch it after all.

It's just that I haven't seen him overnight, he is no longer him.

As far as she is concerned, there is no more than 600 years between them as he said, only these few short months.

She actually hoped that time would stop here, just watching his back from such a distance, slowly digesting the chaotic thoughts, neither possessing nor losing.

It's a pity that there are always very few people who can go their way in the world. The more you pray with all your heart, the more things will backfire.I saw him looking up, his good-looking brows were slightly frowned, and then he reined in upwards.

Ao Lie seized the opportunity and shouted: "Sister, you should act urgently. I'll take you to the Dragon Palace to escape. Let's go through this test first! Father and elder brother must have already organized the army!"

Even if his brows are burning, Ao Lie's eyes are always three points of peace and gentleness, unlike that person, cold and bottomless.

Ao Cunxin shook off him, "Will you go there and throw yourself into a trap?"

Two figures, one black and one white, faced each other outside the water, and the wind blown up by mana filled their robes, and they couldn't hear what they were talking about.

Ao Lie, who had always been calm, choked, and pushed her with tears in his eyes, "Then run away to the east, there is no point in staying here, run away!"

The West Sea is bitterly cold, and the vegetation on the seabed is sparse. It is early winter now, and a large area of ​​seabed rocks is exposed. Only Ao Cunxin is left alone. The water-red skirt is rippling with the waves, and the plain white gauze is softly spread out, as if on a red flower. Two lines of tears.

There was a tingling pain in the eardrums, and the sea body fluctuated again, and the fish scurried around in an instant, like a sad song for the end of the world.Ao Cunxin was terrified, and swam eastward desperately.

The cold sea water rubbed against the skin and receded, and a horse neighed behind him. Ao Cunxin turned his head and saw the Yinhe horse chasing him, so he grabbed the straw to get on the horse's back, hugged its warm and strong neck, and let it bear the burden. Accelerate and flee forward.

When the silver horse's hooves landed on the shore, one person and one horse were instantly surrounded by monks.

Those who become monks are merciful and can save all generations.Ao Cunxin has been chanting Buddha sincerely for dozens of years, so he shouldn't be afraid of monks, but these monks are different, the black lotus on his forehead is faintly purple, and the evil spirit in his eyes is approaching.

Ao Cunxin took the reins and followed Yinhe's horse to wander.Speaking of which, she had only escaped from the cage for a few months, and she didn't have much experience. Occasionally, she encountered some mortal robbers or lowly little monsters, and she couldn't do anything to her.The journey was smooth and smooth, and I rarely encountered such a scene, and I didn't know how to get out.

The members of the Black Lotus Sect didn't wait for her to tap into her wits, and they already attacked her, all of them attacking directly to kill her.In a panic, she quickly touched her waist and came across a short handle. Then she remembered that she had a wooden sword with her, and quickly swung it out.Fortunately, she was instructed by Chen Xiang and possessed quite a lot of inner strength and mana, so she did not die under the mighty first surprise attack.

"What are you doing! Do I know you!"

Ao Cunxin panicked, and unconsciously broke the big taboo in the match. With this scream, his true energy was exhausted, and the strength in his palm was pushed back by Shengsheng, causing a dull pain in his chest.

A palm wind came towards him, Ao Cunxin tried his best to dodge it, but he felt a coldness in his back, he couldn't move anymore, the blood rushed up all over his body, and his mind went blank.

He was about to die without even knowing who he was, probably the most ridiculous lonely soul in the three realms.

She was thinking wildly in grief, but she did not receive the expected fatal blow.Following the focus of the eyes of the monks and turning her head, she saw a figure from the back wearing a black cloak, the cloak shaking in the strong wind.

"Hurry up and leave!" The man stopped drinking, his deep voice was as thick as the night.

I can't remember the specific year when I saw him from afar in the Saha Valley, but I vaguely remember that this person is also called Prince Moang.

A strange feeling filled his heart, Ao Cunxin followed the voice in his heart, and instinctively operated his mind, as if with the help of a god, he used the sword technique that he had practiced side by side with Yang Jian, and his power increased immediately, and he fought a way out alone .

Although the weapons they used were different, their movements were exactly the same, their coordination was flawless, and the situation was reversed in a short while.

Ao Moang's three-edged mace stabbed a stream of blood again and then turned back, hooking Ao Cunxin's wooden sword backwards, hitting Yinhe horse's buttocks. "Go away! Just pretend you've never seen me, and never come back!"

Ao Cunxin didn't have time to answer, and was surrounded by Yinhema who followed the path he opened up and led him out of the siege.

After being poured by the cold wind, she felt that the wounds on her body were unbearably painful. It was not life-threatening, but it was not light.

Yinhema suddenly staggered, knelt down on his front legs, and threw Ao Cunxin, who was lying on his back, heavily.

Ao Cunxin was worried that something might happen to her beloved horse, so she hurried over to check it out, and saw that the horseshoe on the left fore hoof was badly broken, but the wound was fine, but she saw something else.

The two lines of concave lines are formed in Beware, squinting, the shape is quite similar to ancient Chinese characters, try to read, and make up a couple of lines that are not right.

Yinhan's two hearts are united, and he pulls the rein and gallops the horse.

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"This horse is called Yinhe."

"Good name."

"If you like it, I will give it to you."

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"Yang Jian, do you mean you gave me your heart?"

Oh, you also have a heart?

The blood from the wound soaked the delicate fabric mottled, Ao Cunxin turned his head and looked over the West Sea, only the endless white clouds.

The last thing I saw was his back reining in, but at this moment, where is the real owner of this horse? Is he still alive?

Just thinking about it for a moment makes it so painful that I can't breathe.

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"There is no point in staying here, run away!"

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No...no!

Ao Cunxin desperately shook her head.

What Ao Lie said is wrong, it doesn't make sense!Although she herself is weak, could it be that Yang Jian came to the rescue because he was determined to win?He knew that he couldn't do it, for the heart and for the Tao!

In the current world-shattering situation, I am just a mayfly crossing the sea, and the little love between my son and daughter in my heart is even more insignificant.

She took a deep breath and frantically searched for the depths of the clouds, the clouds brushed over her face without leaving even a trace of touch.It's like that person suddenly broke into her life, but she couldn't see it clearly.

Once again, she bumped into the barrier on top of her head, and hit her in a mess.

This enchantment was unusual, when she bumped into it, she suddenly felt something in the blood all over her body ready to move.Then, she saw a man in a monk's robe like ink standing firmly inside the wind howling barrier, with black hair like a waterfall, his eyes closed quietly, and his sharp-edged face made her heart tremble.

People with this kind of face are mostly brutal and abnormal, even if he is wearing a simple monk robe.

Ao Cunxin's eyes quickly fell on the person opposite.He was still wearing the plain white casual clothes, with silver Xiezhi embroidered on his waist uniquely, which looked like an illusion, and his long eyelashes drooped, and the expression in his eyes could not be seen.

It's Yang Jian...

Who is Yang Jian?

As long as she thinks about this question, her head hurts.

Ao Cunxin restrained his internal breath, held his left palm and recited the formula silently.A light mist rose from the palm, and through the mist, he saw another world.

Ravines are vertical and horizontal, black and white are scattered, a vast chessboard is laid out on the cloud, and Wutian and Yang Jian are each standing in the general position.The black and white chess pieces continued to attack and swallow each other, stirring up bloody mist on the dark red chessboard.If you look closely, another Wutian and another Yang Jian loom in the blood-colored mist every time, the black light is like a knife, and the sword is cold.

Life and death are fleeting in the enchantment, but the mortal world outside the enchantment is an illusion of time and tranquility. Perhaps the gods of the heavenly court have seen too much of this appearance, and they will gradually decay into their roots.

Ao Cunxin's chess skills are not good, he only sees the numbers on both sides