Daozu jade plate is missing

The spring breeze is warm, the warm sunshine spreads over the earth, and mottled light spots fall through the sparse branches and leaves.Novel WWW.しWXS520.COM Di Xin lay lazily on Hongjun's lap, with his hands behind his head, squinting at the distant mountain scenery, feeling drowsy.His belt was loosely tied, and his layers of clothes were a bit messy. The wide placket slid down to his shoulders, revealing his delicate and sexy collarbone and chest covered with hickey marks.Suddenly the breeze brought a fresh smell to the ground, and the skirt of the clothes continued to slide down unbearably, hanging precariously on the crook of the arm, and the flat abdomen with a faint sense of strength rose and fell rhythmically with the breathing, dotted with sporadic bruises. , enough to see the sucking strength of the kisser, two sexy lines obliquely hidden below along the groin, the seductive scenery looming, adding a bit of seduction.

Hongjun bowed his head and stared at the seductive figure who was three points more beautiful than the scenery, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, his eyes deepened, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

The spring breeze was slightly cold, and Di Xin freed up a hand to gather up his clothes, and muttered, "It's cold."

Seeing a layer of fine particles floating on Di Xin's body, Hong Jun reluctantly looked back, stretched out his hand to help close his clothes, and then fastened his belt again.

With the sky as the quilt and the ground as the seat, joy in the wild can always awaken the beast buried in the heart, making a relationship more fierce and intense, the taboo shame is overwhelming, and every inch of the body is venting its own emotions pleasure.

Excited and exhausted, he no longer had to worry about cumbersome political affairs. Di Xin put his arms around Hongjun's waist and put his arms around Hongjun's waist.

Hongjun gently stroked Di Xin's soft black hair, as if infected by the other party's relaxed and peaceful smile, the corners of his mouth involuntarily rose. He quietly looked at Di Xin's sleeping face, and then casually set up barriers around him, closing his eyes. Doze off.

The dappled sunlight sprinkled on the two of them sporadically, and the warm breath quietly spread out, peaceful and peaceful.

The scorching sun slowly climbed into the sky, Hongjun bought some wild game, and the two of them started their new journey after eating and drinking.

"Zixin, where do you want to go next?"

Di Xin, who was walking in front, stopped, turned around and looked at Hongjun. There was a slight smile on Hongjun's face, and his deep eyebrows and eyes showed a bit of tenderness and affection, as if gathering all the light in the world, shining brightly and fascinated. The eyes are drunk and the heart is drunk.

Di Xin raised his eyebrows suddenly, and said in surprise, "Your eyes?"

Hongjun stepped forward, smiled softly and said, "What's wrong with my eyes?"

Di Xin stretched out his hand to caress those eyes that were more shining and charming than jewels. A trace of bewilderment and obsession flashed in his eyes, and he murmured: "Lavender, so beautiful..."

Unexpected, but also expected.

Hongjun didn't refute, stretched out his hand to cover his hand, then held it tightly, fixed his eyes on the intoxicated Di Xin, and sighed with a low laugh: "You finally saw it."

Hearing this, Di Xin came back to his senses and asked in surprise, "Your eyes have always been this color?"

Hongjun smiled and said nothing.

The soul seal loosened a bit, and the dazzling golden color burst out from Di Xin's body. Through the mature and charming body, a young, handsome and energetic soul loomed, as light as if it would break out of the body in the next moment.

Hongjun looked at the spirit with a tender expression, as if he could hear the other party's voice calling him.

"Hongjun."

Di Xin frowned, brushed Hongjun's hand away dissatisfied, and then turned his back to him.

The shadow of the soul suddenly disappeared, and Hongjun suddenly came back to his senses, only then did he realize that Di Xin was strange. Looking back on what happened just now, the voice seemed to be from Di Xin. Thinking of this, his heart skipped a beat.

Having been with the other party for so long, Hongjun naturally understood the other party's thoughts, and couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. He stepped forward and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, because I was too happy, so I accidentally..." Looked at your soul.

Before Hongjun finished speaking, Di Xin interrupted him, lowered his head, and said sullenly: "Don't think about him when I have no memory."

It really tasted delicious.Hongjun laughed, hugged him into his arms, and whispered something in his ear, it took him a long time to calm down his emotions.

Di Xin was still a little depressed, he pursed his lips, gently pushed Hongjun away, then turned around without saying a word, and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

Hongjun didn't move, looked at his back, and sighed, "Zixin."

Di Xin didn't answer, but quickened his pace.

"Qing Yan."

Di Xin paused and stood quietly for a while, then finally turned his head, looked at him coldly, and said indifferently: "I have memories, but in this life, I am not Qingyan."

Staring at those clear eyes, Hongjun said helplessly, "I understand, Zixin."

Di Xin looked slightly calm, walked in front of Hongjun unhurriedly, put his hands around his neck, pressed a kiss on his lips, and said in a low voice, "I just want to go to the South China Sea."

Rolling waves hit the middle of the waves, sand gulls sing in the sky, and golden scales enter the water.The sea and the sky are the same color, the beauty is boundless, and the long smoke is flying in the sky, which is vast and thousands of miles away.

Stepping on the fine and soft sand, Di Xin opened his arms and closed his eyes to enjoy the sea breeze blowing in front of him. The slightly salty smell of the sea penetrated into his lungs with his breath, and he didn't feel so comfortable.A wave of waves swept over, covered the bare insteps, soaked the ankle-length clothes, and the strong wind mixed with the air of sea water sprayed on the face, refreshing.

Hongjun stood on a boulder with his hands behind his back, staring at Di Xin's back, and appeared behind him in the blink of an eye, hugged his waist from behind, lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "Why do you want to come here?"

Di Xin looked far away, landed on a distant island, and asked softly, "Are they still there?"

Hongjun raised his head, his deep gaze seemed to be able to penetrate all obstacles, then he retracted his gaze and said, "Would you like to take a look?"

Di Xin didn't answer, but looked down at the figure reflected in the sea, then shook his head, took Hongjun's hand and walked towards the shore, "There are still many places to go, and there is not enough time."

Hearing this, Hongjun was silent for a moment.

Seeing that he didn't leave, Di Xin wondered, "What's wrong?"

Hongjun looked at him inexplicably and remained silent.

Di Xin also looked at him speechlessly. The two of them stared at each other for a long time. Before Hongjun could speak, Di Xin took a deep breath and forced a smile, "Actually, I remembered many things, but I didn't want to tell you."

Hongjun asked: "Why?"

Di Xin looked up at the clear sky, blinked, and said casually: "The memory that can't be kept, why force it."

The amount of information was a bit large, and Hongjun didn't want to understand it for a while.

Di Xin said: "I am a variable, and the way of heaven can't tolerate me, so I should have died under the Zhuxian sword formation, and my spirit and soul merged into heaven and earth."

Hongjun's eyes sank, and he couldn't help clenching his fists.

"But at the last moment, Heaven let me go. It led me into the six realms of reincarnation, and I was nurtured in the reincarnation for thousands of years until I was able to reincarnate. I am the spirit body of the jade plate of good fortune, and I am still part of the jade plate of good fortune. As long as I Still, the number of days is always variable."

Di Xin looked at Hongjun, "The only way is to take away the part of my body that belongs to the good fortune jade plate. In addition to the godhead, there is also the memory that belongs to Qingyan."

Hongjun opened his eyes wide suddenly, and said in disbelief: "But it clearly promised me...it will return your memory."

Fearing that he would do something drastic, Di Xin stepped forward and hugged him, and said softly, "Aren't you very smart? Why are you confused now?"

Hongjun: "?"

The corner of Di Xin's mouth curled up into a smile, and he only heard him say: "Can't memory be created without memory? So while I still have time, hurry up and remember those important things, and then when I lose my memory, you will return it. Would you mind giving me a copy?"

"..." Hongjun subconsciously looked at the sky, then hugged Di Xin tightly, and said pleasantly, "Can you remember all the places you have been to?"

Dixin nodded.

Hongjun buried his head deeply in Dixin's shoulder socket, took a deep breath, and said calmly, "Okay, I'll accompany you."

The two interlocked their fingers, and then looked at each other and smiled.

Di Xin asked, "Where are we going next?"

Hongjun pondered for a moment, and then said: "Well... let's go to Donghai."

Di Xin asked curiously, "What's there?"

Hongjun squinted his eyes and said with a meaningful smile: "You will know when you go."

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Jinse has no end in fifty strings, a string of thoughts and a string of years.

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of a butterfly, and Wang Dichun cares for the cuckoo.

There are tears in the pearl of the sea, and the blue sky is warm and the jade smokes.

This feeling can be treated as a recollection, but it was lost at the time.

For the next 48 years, Di Xin and Hong Jun traveled around the world hand in hand, remembered everything at the age of 99, and then fell asleep peacefully. Because of taking the spiritual fruit of Zhenyuanzi, he maintained a mature and stable youthful appearance until his death.

Hong Jun hugged Di Xin's body and returned to the No.30 Third Heaven, standing in front of the Zixiao Palace with a transparent soul, looking at him with a smile, and then stretched out his hands.

Hongjun's vision was blurred for a while, he suppressed the inexplicable sourness in the corners of his eyes, quickly stepped forward and gently hugged him in his arms, choked up and said, "You are finally back."

With a smile on the corner of Qingyan's mouth, his eyes glanced at another "Hongjun" with golden pupils who quietly appeared not far behind Hongjun, and said softly, "I'm back."

"Qing Yan, long time no see."

Qingyan looked at "Hongjun" quietly, and said with a relieved smile, "Long time no see. Also, thank you."

Hongjun let go of Qingyan, turned around and looked at Tiandao with cold eyes. This was the first time he met Tiandao face to face. Seeing that the other party was calmly facing him, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he felt that he was not pleasing to the eye.

Qingyan patted Hongjun on the shoulder, then walked to the ice coffin where Hongyun's body was placed, turned around and said to Hongjun, "There is still a part in Hongyun's body."

Hongjun looked at Tiandao warily, Tiandao's expression flickered, and he rarely explained: "I'm afraid you will be impulsive, so I have no choice but to use this method to hold you back."

So he wasted 1000 years with a stranger who confuses people with memory fragments?Hongjun said that he could not accept it.

Opening the ice coffin and unsealing the seal on Hongyun's body, a turbid soul emerged. Without the protection of the body, the soul was crumbling under the pressure of the thick spiritual power of the heavens, and it seemed to be falling apart.

Lu Qingyun has been suppressed in the dark for a long time. After seeing the sun for a long time, he was in a trance for a moment. When he glanced at Qingyan, he felt a strange but familiar feeling, and he couldn't help asking: "Who are you... ?”

Seeing the soul of another world pretending to be his own, Qingyan's mood was a bit complicated, but everything was settled, and he didn't want to pursue the other party's fault.

Before waiting for the other party's answer, Lu Qingyun looked away. When he saw Hongjun, his mind became dull for a second, and then he rushed over with joy, and said in surprise: "Hongjun, I..."

However, as soon as the word Hongjun was spoken, Lu Qingyun felt the familiar tearing sensation sweeping through his whole body, the pain, the heart-wrenching pain...

Lu Qingyun huddled in pain and rolled on the ground, his soul split apart at a speed visible to the naked eye, and white light came out from the gap, as if it was about to explode in the next moment.

The memory fragments belonging to Qingyan were separated one after another, and Lu Qingyun, who was about to lose his mind, finally remembered why the person was so familiar just now, that appearance was exactly the same as the Qingyan he pretended to be!

"Qing...Qing Yan..." Lu Qingyun yelled in pain, his face extremely hideous, "Why...why didn't you die?!"

Qingyan looked at him calmly, and sighed: "Greed is the root of human nature."

"I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled... Heart..."

In an instant, the white light suddenly dispersed, and the soul flew away.Until his death, Lu Qingyun never figured out why people's fates vary so much.

The memory fragments reintegrated into the soul, Qingyan closed his eyes, then walked to Tiandao, and asked with a smile: "Can I make a copy of the memory?"

Tiandao stared at his clear eyes, a dim light flashed in his indifferent eyes, he was silent for a long time, and finally nodded.

"Since I have promised, I will not make a mistake."

Qingyan said sincerely: "Thank you."

After Hongjun finished copying the memory, Qingyan lay quietly in the ice coffin, looked to the sky and said, "Let's start."

Tiandao's expression was slightly restrained, and he began to peel off the part that belonged to the good fortune jade plate...

The waiting time was long, and Hongjun's eyes were fixed on Tiandao's movements, for fear that the other party would play tricks on Qingyan again.Probably felt uncomfortable by Hongjun's scorching gaze, Tiandao moved quickly, and soon pulled out the part of the good fortune jade plate, and that part of the good fortune jade plate was silently integrated into the law of heaven and earth as soon as it left Qingyan's body.

Tiandao turned around and said to Hongjun, "It's ok." After finishing speaking, his figure gradually became transparent, and then disappeared in place.

Hongjun walked slowly to the ice coffin, and stroked Qingyan through the air.

There is no soul, no memory of colorful ice powder, only a wisp of ethereal aura, fragile as if it will dissipate at the touch of a touch, making it impossible to get started.

It's just a touch of spiritual energy, without even life, how can it be called a living being?At that moment, Hongjun felt that he was cheated by Tiandao.

"Everything in the world thrives in the laws of heaven and earth. I promise him to transcend the heavens and the earth and not touch cause and effect. Naturally, he cannot be a living being."

"If you are not a living being, how can you have life, and how..."

"Everywhere, everywhere."

As soon as Tiandao's words fell, the aura that looked like Qingyan turned into a cloud of smoke and dissipated. trace.

Hongjun's eyes were scarlet, and he turned the prehistoric small world upside down like crazy, the pain penetrated to the bone marrow, and the inner demons arose spontaneously.The ball of light filled with Qingyan's memories quietly flew out of Hongjun's wide sleeves, and was blown by Hongjun's palm, and immediately shattered.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind, and the overwhelming spiritual energy involved the memory, gradually forming a tall and slender figure...

Qingyan came to Hongjun with light steps, her eyes were as bright as morning stars.

Hongjun was stunned.

Qingyan raised his eyebrows, and said coldly: "Although the way of coming back is a bit weird, it won't scare you silly, right?"

With the familiar tone, familiar expression, and familiar breath, Hongjun finally came back to his senses, pulled him into his arms suddenly, wept with joy, and murmured: "It's good to be back, it's good to be back..."

Qing Yan blinked, took the initiative to hug him back, and said with a low laugh: "It's rare to see you so emotional, but... I like it."

If the heaven and the earth are affectionate, they will live as long as the sky, and if the saints are affectionate, they will live together forever.

The years are long, and the scenery is just right at this time.

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