chasing god

Migratory birds swirl high in the sky, blue waves swim and fish play, Kunlun Mountains, Haiyan Rivers are clear and peaceful, and the warm light shines everywhere. The scenery is very good. The warm sunshine is like silk woven silk satin, draped on the immortals, like wearing armor, Nice and tight.

The Lanyue Pavilion was as quiet as usual, but after a while, a few orioles suddenly stopped on the top of the laurel tree. The tree was full of warm yellow, and it looked like a rare scenery.

The shadows of the trees are whirling, and the green shades are mottled into blocks. Occasionally, a ray of sunlight penetrates through the gaps, and sprinkles on the ground to form spots of light. I am disgusted and walks quickly by the tree, and the skirt is a little warm.

All the fairies in Kunlun Mountains know that they are very busy these days, and they have never seen her in the huge Qingcheng Palace. Even the Huawu Pavilion, which she used to clean every day, is covered in dust.

But everyone only said that she was busy, but no one knew what she was busy with.

Of course, even if everyone was curious, they didn't think of coming to Lanyue Pavilion. To find out, even if they were given ten courages, none of the fairies dared to come and have a look.

The few stalks of laurel under the laurel tree grew luxuriantly. They were already dead, but for some reason, they were taller and bigger in recent days than they were in the past few days.

In this way, no one dares to approach.

Only Laurel knew that the antidote had been taking care of the unconscious woman in the cabinet.

He heard her call her Qingruan.

At the hour of the hour, the scorching sun was rising in Kunlun Mountains, and there was still some coldness from the previous night in the air, and a few drops of crystal dew were attached to the green leaves.

Anxious sleeps on the soft couch beside her. She always wakes up when the sky is dark, and then carefully grooms her. During the day, she transmits internal energy to heal her injuries. A quiet rest can be described as careful and considerate.

But for several days in a row, the woman didn't intend to wake up, on the contrary, she looked thinner because of her disgust, and a faint bruise appeared in her eyes.

Andu had already entered the door of the pavilion at this moment, the bowl of porridge in her hand was steaming, and it smelled good.

Laurel watched her enter the door, and just as she looked away, she heard a crisp sound from inside, like the bowl in her hand fell to the ground.In the next second, a gentle voice sounded, "Are you awake?"

Her voice was very calm, at first glance it sounded the same as usual, but Laurel probably heard some joy from it.

The disgusting emotions are buried in the bottom of his heart, hidden deep in his eyes, he has also been here for 80 years, watching her come and go, this

To be able to read her mind.

She is so happy, think that woman is still some important person!

The porridge just made fell on the ground, the grains of glutinous rice were shining, and the fragrance was overflowing, Yanqing rubbed his eyes softly, stared blankly at that beautiful face, and said in a daze, "Sister hate?"

"Well, it's me."

Annihilation walked quickly to the side of the bed, carefully supported her body, looked at the wound on the shoulder with some traces, subconsciously leaned towards her chest, and asked carefully: "The shoulder wound has almost healed. Is your chest still hurting?"

"Shoulder?"

Yan Qingruan had been in a coma for a long time, and she just woke up now, looking a little dazed.She turned her head to look at her shoulder in doubt, and she really saw the deep wound.

"Big sister, what's wrong with me, I'm... eh?"

In the middle of the sentence, Yan Qingruan's eyes that were still somewhat blurred instantly woke up. She stiffened her neck and lowered her head slowly.

The body she saw was clean and white, with one hand caressing her eyes, she used very little strength, probably because she was afraid of hurting her.

Yan Qingruan could even feel where the lines of the palm were distributed, and when the slightly cool fingertips rubbed against her body, there was a tingling sensation where they passed, causing waves of waves in her heart.

"Ahh! I want my sister!"

Yan Qing frowned, and immediately took out her disgusting hands and wrapped herself in the soft quilt, only her head was exposed, and her neck was also tightly wrapped, not showing a little.

"Why don't I wear clothes when I hate my sister? I hate you, sister? Just now, just now... I... hate you, sister?——"

Yan Qing stumbled softly and couldn't even utter a complete sentence, her face was already flushed, and even her ears were stained with blush.

……

The hand was thrown out suddenly, and he didn't react for a while, his palm suddenly lost a piece of tenderness, and there was a trace of disappointment in his heart.Looking up, Yan Qingruan was looking at herself with a red face.

Perhaps because of nervousness, she always licked her lips. The bright red tip of her tongue slid across her slightly pale lips, leaving some water stains, soaking her lips, and looking at the glistening water.

That nervous and shy appearance, with moist and bright eye sockets, is extraordinarily alluring.

I was stunned for a moment of disgust, and silently put away my hands: "Be careful, don't drag the wound."

"I'm tired of sister... You, you? Are you always... healing me in this way?"

Disgusted raised his eyebrows in surprise, "You? Don't remember?"

When healing the pain, she would always grab her arm in a daze and scream for pain, and sometimes she would hug her and refused to let go.

Originally thought, she should have some image.

"I don't remember, I don't know what happened these days..."

A simple sentence made the listener suffocate, and a wry smile burst from the corner of her lips. He stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering in the wind, looking a little lonely.

She originally thought that these few days belonged to the two of them...but it turned out that it was just her own heart.

"You? Do you still remember who hurt you?"

Speaking of Xian'e who hurt Yan Qingruan, there was a gloomy and cold air in her disgusted eyes, but it was only fleeting, and the person in front of her never saw it clearly.

"Aversion to drugs."

"His Royal Highness?!"

Wude heard a familiar voice, and subconsciously turned his head to look disgusted. Yu Feiying, who had been to the West Sea for a long time, appeared behind him at some point. She was dressed in pure white feathers, and the silver hairpin was dazzling.The joy between the brows could not be concealed.

She lifted her feet and approached, but saw Yan Qingruan who was tightly wrapped in the quilt, and she squinted her eyes subconsciously, and saw everything in the next? Second.

Aversion to poison and self-control toxicity, close to Yan Qingruan.

……

She looked away calmly, her eyes fell on her perfect cheeks, and she couldn't help frowning.

Now it looks intact, but I just don't know how the real face under the mask has been destroyed.

does it worth?

"Your Highness, do you have a command?"

The disgusted drug didn't intend to make Yu Feiying say anything, and she never thought of telling Yan Qingruan the truth.

Since she doesn't have that kind of meaning for herself, why should I add trouble to her, just live happily like this? Life is not bad.

"Go and tidy up the Huawu Pavilion, and this deity is going to pick up Ah Wu."

"Yes, if you are tired of drugs, let's do it, Your Highness, please—"

----

Biluochi was cold, but the woman on the altar was still beautiful.

Just stepping into the Biluo Pond, an ice sculpture of a bird spread its wings and circled in front of the door, landing on Yu Feiying's shoulder, with a red body and a few strands of green hair on its head.

"Your Highness, the black blade magic knife has come."

"The deity has noticed it, it doesn't matter, he doesn't have any malicious intentions, I'm afraid he just stared at the ghost flower. The black blade magic knife, transformed from a weapon, has a bit of humanity. He claims to be orthodox in the demon realm and obeys the destiny in everything. , acting weird but never doing anything sneaky, this time he didn't rob, and he certainly won't in the future, you? Just keep guarding Biluochi, don't stop him."

"Yes." The bird responded in a low voice, returned to the door, and continued to melt the ice and look ahead.

Yu Feiying was dressed in a moon-white light dress, glamorous and elegant, the soft skirt and cape fluffed across

?Ice slag and gravel everywhere.A head of black hair hangs down, falling on the shoulders slender and soft, and in the hanging right hand is a sandalwood-colored jade bottle, sealed with alchemy paper, the whole body is transparent, and even the floating streamer can be seen inside.

"A Wu, I went to the West Sea, and I miss you so much for so many days, are you? Are you okay?"

When Yu Feiying was sitting on the altar, the beautiful woman on the stage was sleeping with her eyes closed, her eyelashes were covered with some frost, and her skin was icy clean.

She froze for a moment, raised her eyes and looked around, the barrier on the altar was not broken, but the chill in the Bi Luochi was a bit deeper.

Why is this?

After A Wu's ten thousand arrows pierced her heart, she lived in Biluochi and accompanied her for more than forty years, and she did not notice any changes in Biluochi.

Why this time, even the barrier couldn't stop the cold?

The warm fingertips touched Hua Wudi's cheek, and as expected, there was a coolness in the palm.

……

Before she had time to think too much, Yu Feiying raised her hand and tore off the seal on the small jade bottle, calling out the soul that had been wandering outside for a long time.Like her, she was covered in red clothes, which couldn't hide her exquisite figure. Her skin was like fat and white jade, and she was unparalleled in beauty.

only……

Her eyes are closed.

When Yu Feiying saw her in Xihai, she knew at a glance that she was not her most important soul.

All along, people have three souls and seven souls, and so do gods and demons.

Among the seven souls, there is the most important soul, called life soul, which retains people's original memories and habits.Among the seven souls, only the soul can exist alone. It can open its eyes, speak, and even hurt people.

The soul that was found from the West Sea this time couldn't open her eyes, and if she was reborn this time, she probably wouldn't know herself.

If you don't know yourself, why not just get married?

Thinking of this, Yu Feiying bent her eyes, the tenderness in her eyes was like water, and all the tenderness gushed out while watching Huawudi.The rich joy overflowed from the corners of her lips, spread all over her face, and was engraved between her brows and heart.

For a moment, she cast a spell to put the strand of soul into her body, then took out the elixir given to her by the black blade magic knife from her bosom, stuffed it carefully into her mouth, and watched the elixir melt Water dripped into her lips, and she felt relieved.

On the altar, the woman was beautiful, and her slightly pale face looked a little weak, but it still couldn't hide her beauty.Yu Feiying raised her hand to untie the cloak, and gently covered her body.

When he leaned over to pick her up, the cloak completely covered her bare feet, enveloping her in a gentle embrace.

Dressed in red like a butterfly, with bare hands drooping outside, her bright wrists embellished like moonlight, slender and soft, Yu Feiying walked out of Biluochi with her in her arms, her steps hurried.

"A Wu, I'll take you home. When you wake up again, you will be the master of Kunlun Mountain!"

The author has something to say: I really have a clear soup with little water! ! !