Refinement, masculinity

Qingyao's body was well preserved, and it suddenly appeared in front of people. The scene was so shocking that Mingchi and several old men finally came back to their senses after the hard shell was repaired. before pulling them out.

Mozun knew in his heart that once the door was closed, Ye Ao would end up in a dire situation like Qing Yao, so he hurriedly looked at Meng Ling: "Where's the dagger Yuan Luo gave you?"

He has to command the audience and defend against powerful enemies. There are too many variables. He doesn't know where he will be. Meng Ling and Duan Cheng are both in the center to participate in the formation, and their positions will not change much, so he didn't look for them. They wanted those two things, but let them keep them themselves. Now that they thought about it, they couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. If Meng Ling really sacrificed to the formation, and if he couldn't use the dagger inside, all of this would be over.

Meng Ling was already in a semi-comatose state at the moment. Hearing this, he managed to pull himself together. He raised his arm and pointed to the ground not far away. Long before the war, his father had emphasized that they must take it with him. Although he didn't He didn't understand, but felt that it was given by the Emperor of Heaven after all, so it should be very important, so the moment he was sucked away, he took off the storage device and threw it aside.

Mozun turned his head quickly, and sure enough, he saw an unremarkable watch lying there quietly. Ye Leng was very close to it, so he immediately stepped forward to pick it up, and took out a dagger from it. At the same time, he heard his father succinctly A powerful command: "Cut!"

He instantly understood what he meant, jumped up immediately, and then pulled out the dagger in the air, with a flash of white light, he slashed down on the hard shell with all his strength.

Everyone raised their heads in unison, and Meng Ling and Duan Cheng also watched nervously. Regarding this thing, Yuan Luo's instruction manual only wrote the words "Breaking Gangqi". what?

That ray of light was like a star falling into the nine sky, the snow was bright and cold, a small opening was opened on the top of the hard shell in an instant, Ye Leng was blown away by the domineering aura, he hurriedly stabilized his body, looked up, and saw the crack like a spider web It spread rapidly from that gap, and then collapsed, exposing Ye Ao and Qing Yao inside.

Everyone looked happy, but after being happy for only two seconds, the hard shell was built again, isolating them again.

Demon Venerable shouted: "Start again!"

Ye Leng flew up at the same time he opened his mouth, and swung it with all his strength. Ming Chi and the others didn't dare to be careless anymore, and hurriedly made preparations. They shot together at the moment the hard shell shattered, and pulled the two of them away together. Come out and fall to the ground.

Mozun stepped forward quickly, asked Duan Cheng for another thing, and ordered Ye Leng to continue, Ye Leng's tiger's mouth had already been shattered, and his chest was churning with blood, but he still didn't hear what his father said. Without hesitation, he slashed at the hard shell that had gathered again, followed closely by the Mozun, aiming the horn with the strange rune at the center of the array, injecting all the spiritual energy into it to move it.

Everyone didn't know why, and they all watched quietly, only to see a soft light suddenly radiating from the corner, covering the center of the formation completely, and then pulling back forcefully, as if trying to absorb something.

The hard shell was quickly rebuilt, ruthlessly isolated from the halo, and the Demon Lord was immediately shaken back. He glanced at it, and the distance between the two stone gates was less than three meters. He took a breath and looked at the things in his hands. , commanded to his son: "Cut."

Ye Leng's hands were stained red with blood, but he didn't seem to feel any pain. He nodded, and rushed towards him like a sharp sword. Golden, his pupils shrank, he jumped down hastily, and ran towards Ye Ao. During this process, he had to output spiritual energy non-stop, not daring to relax in the slightest, and a thin layer of sweat quickly broke out on his forehead, rarely showing a trace of embarrassment.

As the distance approached, Ye Ao could clearly feel the terrifying power contained in it. He was already heartbroken, but the scene just now was too weird, so he hurriedly asked: "This is it?"

Mozun pointed his horn at Qingyao, covered him with that soft light, and replied in a deep voice: "Horcrux."

Ye Ao's face changed in an instant, staring at the person in his arms suddenly, he almost forgot to breathe, he saw that beam of light slowly dimming and disappearing, Mozun's face was pale, finally he lost his strength, and was held by Ye Leng , looking at Qingyao together.

The heavy and long squeak continued to reverberate, there was still a demon not far away that had not been forced back, the sound of the slight charge and the sword meeting was intermittent and never stopped, the war was not completely over yet, but the people around felt that the air seemed to freeze It's gone, they can't move, can't speak, they can only stare there.

The stone door finally closed completely with a loud bang.

The surroundings gradually quieted down, only to see Qingyao's chest rising a little bit, Ye Ao's pupils shrank suddenly, Mozun and Ye Leng also held their breath, and stared without blinking, for fear of missing a shot.

It seemed as if centuries had passed before Qingyao's chest slowly lowered, and then rose slowly, with each exhalation and inhalation, there were shallow undulations, although it was not obvious, it was enough for people to clearly recognize He is still alive.

Ye Ao couldn't restrain himself, he hugged him tremblingly, and burst into tears instantly.

Ming Chi and the other members of the old department all showed joy, and felt that the dark clouds that had been pressing on their heads dissipated, and they were indescribably happy. They glanced out of the corner of their eyes and saw that there were still a few jumping monsters, so they rushed over with great enthusiasm.

Meng Ling saw Ye Ao and Qing Yao being pulled out of their hard shells and couldn't hold on any longer. He closed his eyes and fell into a coma. Grandpa Duan came to see him and said that the meridians were damaged and he needed to rest. Don't worry, Duan Cheng Nodding his head, he looked over there quietly, waiting for the result. His sight was blocked by the crowd, so he couldn't see the specific situation clearly, but judging from the expressions of the crowd, Qing Yao should have been resurrected.

Having personally experienced the separation of life and death, he can deeply understand how hopeless and helpless that feeling is. Seeing this, he heaves a sigh of relief and is secretly happy for Ye Ao. He looks around and sees that the war is coming to an end, so he hugs him The daughter-in-law left.

The corners of Meng Ling's mouth were covered with blood, and his clothes were stained a lot. Duan Cheng took a bath for him, put him on the bed and hugged him, buried his head in his neck pitifully, and quietly accompanied him .

Meng Ling slept very deeply this time, and when he opened his eyes again, it was already noon the next day. The touch of his skin was soft and delicate, which was very comfortable. He moved a little, and shrank to that side greedily.

Duan Cheng hastily tightened his arms, looked down at him nervously: "... Wife?"

Meng Ling hummed and looked at him.

"how do you feel?"

Meng Ling was in pain all over, but the symptoms were obviously relieved, not as uncomfortable as before, he shrank into Duan Cheng's arms again, and hugged him: "It's okay."

Duan Cheng hugged him, but didn't speak.

The atmosphere was dull for a while, Meng Ling said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I had no other choice at that time, and I didn't want to leave you either."

Duan Cheng didn't answer, he strangled him so hard that he almost wanted to rub him into his body. Now, whenever he thinks about the scene of that day, he feels a sharp pain in his heart, and he can't even breathe smoothly.

Sensing that he was not in the right mood, Meng Ling raised her head and kissed the corner of his mouth: "Duan Cheng, I really... um..."

Duan Cheng hurriedly kissed back without waiting for him to finish speaking, clung to his tongue frantically, almost wanting to swallow this man alive, it took him a long time to let go, with his hands resting on his sides, his eyes were red and condescending He looked at him, and his voice was slightly choked: "Next time, I will die in front of you, don't even think... don't want to live alone..."

Meng Ling's heart skipped a beat and he hugged him tightly.

Duan Cheng thought his daughter-in-law was still in good health, so he refrained from doing anything like a beast, but he was so scared that he couldn't bear to leave, so he continued to hug him, looked at him as if he had been abandoned, and made silent accusations .

Meng Ling was silent for a while, saying that this was beyond his control, and then briefly talked about his feelings at the time. He paused slightly, and suddenly remembered that the first time he met Ye Ao, he had a demon, and he was thinking about sectarianism People knew the truth but didn't tell Qingyao, so Ye Ao actually knew about it?Did the people of that sect already know about it?

Seeing him distracted, Duan Cheng couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

"...No, it's okay." Meng Ling shrank into his arms and changed the subject, "How is my second master?"

"I don't know, I have never left you, but Qingyao is alive, he should be with him."

Meng Ling was startled, in disbelief: "What did you say?"

Duan Cheng kissed him on the cheek: "Do you still remember that the Emperor of Heaven gave me something?"

"Well, it's for gathering souls..." Meng Ling paused suddenly, trying to figure it out quickly, "It stands to reason that Qingyao's soul will fly away after the formation, but there happens to be a shell in the center of the formation, so his soul is still inside?"

"There are only three souls, and the seven souls have long since disappeared. There are still two souls in your master's body, but they have turned into a complete soul. Qingyao can't use it, but what does it matter?" Duan Cheng put his arms around him , "As long as the three souls are still there, Qingyao will always be Qingyao, and this will not change."

Meng Ling responded, the soul of a person is formed by the aggregation of souls, the three souls are the heavenly soul, the earthly soul, and the fateful soul, participating in reincarnation, and the seven souls are called corpse dog, Fushi, sparrow Yin, swallow thief, non-poison, Elimination of filth and smelly lungs refers to joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and desire. They exist in the material, dissipate with the death of a person, and regenerate with a new body after reincarnation.

That's why Qinglong would say that Wen Tian was a miracle. The two souls that were destined to disappear were forcibly trapped, nourished with spiritual energy, and finally reborn with the help of the Hunyuan Pearl and Nuwa Stone. Most of the three souls are the aura of those two gods, and there is very little that belongs to Qingyao, which is probably why Ye Ao can quickly recognize that he is not a lover.

As for Qingyao, although he did not obtain a new body, the seven souls have been dispersed, and the reunion of the three souls into the physical body is equivalent to reincarnation. The rest is to wait for the generation of the seven souls to be completely resurrected. , plus a powerful Yeao, this shouldn't be too difficult.

"I gave them the Nuwa stone given by the Emperor of Heaven, and I don't know if I can help you." Duan Cheng took his wife's hand and kissed it on his lips. "I hope he will wake up on the day we get married." .”

Meng Ling hummed and asked, "When do you want to end it?"

"The sooner the better," Duan Cheng hugged him tightly, "I can't wait to tie you to my body now."

The two chatted for a while, and Duan Cheng saw the tired look on his daughter-in-law's brows. Knowing that his body was still weak, he patted him on the back to let him rest. Meng Ling didn't refuse, and buried his head in his arms. , fell into a deep sleep.