a single-handed husband

The four eyes met, on one side were the trembling stars, and on the other side was the spring pool that was about to turn into stagnant water.

"Sister, they hurt you."

The white eyelashes trembled, and then a smile appeared on the lips. "Really."

Han Ling lowered her head and said in a low voice: "Sister, I'm sorry, I was too self-willed. Now I finally understand why you don't want me to come. I'm sorry, I'm not a saint. After all, I can't hold so many people in my heart."

"fool."

His forehead was flicked lightly, Han Ling froze for a moment, then looked up at him.

"Do you dare to say that the fire you set off now can kill them?"

Looking around, there were only people who had fallen to the ground. There were no signs of burns on their bodies, they were just unconscious.

"It's because you are so kind that I don't want you to stay." Yan Yao smiled helplessly, and tightened the skirt of Han Ling's clothes, "Xiao Ling, I'm cold."

The eyes widened and shrunk, then lowered slightly.Bowing his head, the person in his arms had closed his eyes and passed out.The praying skeleton on the chest exudes a gentle silver light, turning into light dust and floating into Yan Yao's body one by one.

With a sudden relief in his heart, Han Ling's tense face suddenly relaxed.The phantom fire in hand floated up into the air, and playfully jumped up beside Yan Yao.Han Ling smiled, picked him up and walked to the altar and sat down.

The hell fire is still rising, but the original arrogance has been dissipated.

The white clothes were stained with blood, leaving only a weary and bewitching face hanging down the curtain.Messy white hair, half of which has been stained red with blood, scattered in the air, can't help but feel sad.Han Ling quietly looked at Yan Yao in his arms, and couldn't help reaching out to wipe away the blood on the corner of his mouth.

Silence, only the wind and open flames, and the leaves of the sycamore trees falling.

"you……"

With a shudder in his heart, a black spirit flew past following his eyes.But only hearing the sound of "Zheng", the aura was scattered.

Han Meng stared at Hua Wenye with cold eyes, and subconsciously protected Yan Yao with her hands, and the faint black energy around her began to move.

Hua Wenye looked at him quietly without moving.After a long time, he walked over slowly.

Han Ling raised her hand warily, but the next moment, her movements froze in the air.

Hua Wenye stopped not far from them.Then, he bowed heavily.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have let you here."

His pupils shrank, and his sword eyebrows suddenly frowned. "The letter, you wrote it?"

Standing up, Hua Wenye looked directly at Han Ling. "yes."

"The brooch?"

"It belongs to You'er."

"Hua You?" Han Ling glanced at Hua You who was lying on the ground beside the altar, and said coldly, "Hmph, didn't she say no?"

"It's not her." Hua Wenye shook her head lightly, a streamer suddenly appeared in her eyes. "You'er is my wife, Xiaoyou's mother, and the previous saint."

The long eyelashes trembled, Han Ling narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him.

"When you came out of Xiaoyou's room, did you see the field of soul flowers?"

"Isn't that—" just as the words were about to come out, Han Ling paused, then changed his words, "Is that yours?"

"No, it belongs to the two of them. It's just, I know. Xiaoyou is very similar to her mother. The appearance, love, and even the breath are almost exactly the same. But in the end, they chose two diametrically opposite ones. The way." Hua Wenye walked over slowly, passed by Han Ling, and walked directly to the edge of Xuewutong.Floating Life Tribulation spins and glows red, always protecting the blood phoenix tree from harm

Looking up, the sycamore leaves are falling.

"The saint is the person who knows everything best, but because of this, she is destined to be the bearer of everything. I know you must think that this is absurd, ridiculous, and extreme. Obviously, everything can be different. Yes Ah, I think so too. You’er is, so is Xiaoyou. Every saint must have doubted it. But,” in the blink of an eye, with a bitter smile, “can you change it?”

Startled.

"The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change. Isn't this what you guys like to say most? You must have heard a lot of similar words after following Bai Yanwang."

Han Ling lowered his eyes, looking at the unconscious Yan Yao in his arms.

"Some things, once started, can never stop. Perhaps, the fault is the ancestors who created this absurdity in the first place; perhaps, the fault is us who have continued this absurdity to this day. Everyone feels in their hearts, I did the right thing. Gradually, the system

Once formed, there is dependence, and if you want to change, it will be another bloodbath.Is it wrong to keep calm? Hua Wenye looked up at the swaying red leaves and smiled, "Maybe, it's really wrong." "

The vicissitudes of life, reflected by the bleak phoenix trees, are somewhat sad.Han Ling looked up at him and couldn't help but said, "Since you think so, why do you want us to come?"

"That brooch, although it belongs to You'er, still has residual holy power, which can protect the holder from the erosion of the sacred tree." Hua Wenye seemed to ignore him, and said to himself, "Die I have also heard about the epidemic. I thought that we would not, but I didn’t expect... The Bone Race has no disease, and we have exchanged our souls for the health of our bodies. We pray and plead like a sacred tree. Every day, the saint For them all kneel before the sacred tree. It is only God, and there is no answer. One person, two people, and finally everyone, for themselves, for their relatives, and friends, all plead to the saint. Every day, all I can hear is Why, why didn't the gods respond to them? Why didn't the gods save them? Is it because they don't worship enough, or is the saint not pious enough?"

Hua Wenye looked at Han Ling, smiled and said, "If you were a saint, what would you do?"

Silent, speechless.

"Oh." Hua Wenye shook his head with a smile, and suddenly put his hands together in an exaggerated way, "The saint is the messenger sent by God to the world, responsible for controlling the soul, delivering the oracle and people's wishes. We have already prayed for this, we have already So many souls have been enshrined! If God doesn’t answer, it’s the saint’s problem!”

"The soul of the saint is the purest! Exchange it, God will definitely respond to us!"

Eyes wide open, Han Ling stared blankly at him with a ferocious complexion.Like a lunatic, absurd alone there.

For a moment, Hua Wenye stopped his movements and his face sank.

"Then, the saint was forced to go to the altar and exchanged her soul and brooch for an answer."

"... Ming Hua?"

Smile sadly.

"Ming Hua..." Hua Wenye stared at the root of the tree bewilderedly, and smirked absently, "I don't even know if it exists or not until now. Heh... betraying my good soul for such a One answer, what else can I do? I can't, just watch them swallow my daughter alive... I have already sent my son away with my own hands, how can I watch my daughter die in such absurdity... "

Whispers, murmurs, until the last choke.Han Ling looked at his trembling back, and couldn't help but look down at Yan Yao.The warm light of the phantom fire, the gentle silver light, and the pale face gradually changed under the two kinds of light.

"Then you, do you still want us to save you now? The sick, the comatose, the soul devourers, all the Bone Race, as long as they have the Nether Flower, they can all be saved, right?"

With a tremor, Hua Wenye slowly turned her head to look at Han Ling.The phantom fire and dust light outlined his figure somewhat dreamily.Xiao Xiao blood phoenix trees, everything is silent.He looked at the person in his arms quietly, there seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was unreal confusion in his eyes.

"Wait till night. Wait until he wakes up."

The moonlight gradually rose, and without a sound, the surroundings were like pitch black dyed cloth, and there was no more light. Only the demon red tree in front of me illuminated the world within the range of the altar.

The Bone Race at night was cooler than during the day, now, the five lamps in the night were gone, and people were lying on the altar outside and never waking up, Hua Wenye went back to take care of You'er very early.All day long, Han Yao sat here and waited for Yan Yao to wake up.The phantom fire never goes out, but there are a few more flowers, adding a lot of light and warmth to this small square.

It's just that the blood color is deep, and his clothes and hands have already been stained red.

Yan Yao's knife wound pierced her chest, and her already emaciated body was stabbed to the point where only her eyes were full of holes, and her left hand was gone.The more Han Ling looked at it, the more uncomfortable he felt, and he felt remorseful and wanted to bang his head to death to apologize.

Everything is because of him.If he hadn't been in a daze, the Bone Race people couldn't break the spiritual barrier at all, and my sister wouldn't be like this.He also said that because it doesn't hurt, he doesn't have a heart... Fool, big fool!How could I be in pain like that?Seeing you like this hurts me.It was obviously me who was wrong, but you were lucky, you took away all the injuries without saying a word, and you still have the nerve to say that it was just right... You don't want me to be hurt, but are you so willing to feel sorry for me?

For a whole day, Han Yao watched Yan Yao's wounds gradually being filled with light and dust, from the horrible sight to the clean and spotless at the end, when the light dissipated, he really relaxed.

Under the phantom fire, the Qiling Skeleton lit up and then dimmed.The dark and shiny face seemed to be asleep at this moment, and the thin red lips leaned quietly in his arms.

The warm breath breathed into his chest, and gradually became steady.Han Ling stared at his sleeping face for a long time, and couldn't help but frown.

The white eyelashes trembled slightly, it was blurred blood.

The line of sight gradually became clear, and at a glance, it was his smiling eyes filled with spring water and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Sister, you are awake."

Yan Yao blinked and looked at his situation.The wounds on his body have healed, and his left hand has grown out.Everything is fine, except that the bloody clothes are a bit dazzling, and the spiritual power has not returned yet.

"You hugged me all day?"

"Oral insult '〇"

"Is it cheap enough?"

Han Ling blinked, seeing his overly familiar smirk, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but grow into a smile. "No."

"shameless."

"Anyway, you can't beat me now."

"Oh? Hard temper?"

Han Ling smiled and helped him to sit up. "I've been watching you for a whole day. I thought I'd get tired of watching it, but now I find that I can't look away more and more. How can I just let you go?"

"Slick tongue." Yan Yao nodded his forehead in reproach, then looked around with a smile. "Why do you set so much fire? Isn't it bright here?"

"Didn't you say it was cold?" Han Ling blinked, tilted his head with a smile, "I wasted my spiritual power to set the fire for you all day, and I added a lot at night. Why, do you still dislike it?"

"Hmm..." Yan Yao nodded her chin, then smiled at him. "For the sake of you guarding for a day, I don't dislike

up.But the patriarch, "the eyes turned cold, Yan Yao glanced back, "It's not a good habit to peep without saying a word.

"

Hua Wenye moved over from the darkness, took a deep look at the two of them, and said in a deep voice: "Bai Yan Wang, on behalf of the Bone Race, I apologize to you." After saying that, he bowed.

Yan Yao turned his head and looked at Han Yao, then turned his head and said coldly: "Master Patriarch, since you didn't intervene at that time, you don't need to apologize now. I was just wondering why my young master stayed until night, see Come, it's for you."

Hua Wenye stood up and stared at him: "Bai Yanwang really deserves to be Bai Yanwang."

"If you're flattering, then you can get rid of it." Yan Yao waved his hand and turned his head. "Xiao Ling, help me up."

"Oral insult '〇"

As soon as her feet touched the ground, just as she patted her clothes, her legs suddenly softened, and Yan Yao staggered and leaned against Han Ling's arms again.

"Sister, don't be brave."

"It's okay." Yan Yao patted his shoulder and smiled, then grabbed his clothes and stood up straight. "Master Patriarch, before I fainted, I probably thought of a way to explain it. However, I am too lazy to verify it now. I guess, you have already told him. Since you want Minghua, let me tell you something first." Something." Eyebrows turned cold, "We came here because we were attracted by an infant spirit. And the night before, we accidentally fell under a tree. There are endless bones in that space, but every patriarch personally buried son?"

"say,,

.. 疋〇

"Really." With the corner of her mouth raised, Yan Yao snorted coldly, and turned to face Xue Wutong. "You are refreshing. Since that's the case, let me show you. Xiao Ling, help me."

With a swipe of their hands together, a black spirit flew from the palms of the two to the root of the tree in an instant, and rushed into the ground in a blink of an eye and shattered into light dust.

"My lord, you can take care of it."

The silent wind blows down the sycamore trees.Suddenly there was a faint cry in the forest in the distance, followed by a faint blue light and shadow.

The light and shadow floated close to the blood phoenix tree, revealing its true shape.

Pupils constricted.

Yan Yao squinted at Hua Wenye's reaction, laughed mockingly, and said, "My lord, these infant spirits are all the children you buried. The bones were sealed underground, and the souls were sacrificed to the sacred tree. One by one, they can only wander in the woods, unable to come out during the day. And whenever the baby spirit disappears, it will turn into a flower of the underworld. The prosperity of the moment is the dust of the passing eye, dissipating in the clouds and smoke. This life, this life , Never enter reincarnation. This is the panacea that you have been thinking about. Also, the one-year-old child's Yuanshen Huahua, after eating, should have some magical effects. What kind of predestined person? Obviously everyone can see it! Poor, lamentable ! According to the oracle of the sacred tree passed down by the saint, Bone Race people are not allowed to go out at night."

The phantom flowers are blue, stabbing and blending with the demon red above.The light and dust were brilliant, reflecting Hua Wenye's indescribable complexion.

Yan Yao snorted coldly, and said: "Xiao Meng, what needs to be seen and what should be waited for is already done, we don't need to say anything more. Let's send them on their way." She lowered her eyes and turned around. "When the fire burns, it is like waking up from a ridiculous dream. When the soul enters the tree, there is only this

a way.Send these poor people to escape into reincarnation. "

"...Sister, I see."

"Wait, White Yama!"

"Oh?" Yan Yao looked over. "Master Patriarch, did I guess wrong about your thoughts?"

"No, it's not." Hua Wenye looked at him with a dazed expression, "Thank you. Although I'm sorry, it was the right decision to come to you. That brooch is You'er's... relic, what's inside , although you may not need it, but this is my most precious thing...Leave it to you."

Yan Yao squinted at him, was silent for a while, and said, "Okay."

Hua Wenye smiled, then turned and walked towards Hua You beside the altar.Yan Yao glanced at him, then turned around and gave Han Ling a look.Drape the curtain and start.

The Eternal Hellfire rose from the ground, blazing with flames, shattering the Tribulation of Floating Life, dissolving the magic blue demon red, and eliminating hundreds of lost souls

The sky was shattered, and the open fire finally came to an end, but what came into view was a sea of ​​blue flowers.

The petals dance lightly, floating with light dust.Han Ling looked at everything obsessively, and suddenly felt a trace of unreality in his heart.

"Soul flower... It turns out that the sea of ​​flowers has always been here."

Trembling, looking back. "elder sister?"

Yan Yao looked at him, smiled suddenly, and conjured Yin and Yang. "It's nothing, let's go. I said I would bring you to eat meat, but it turned out to be fine. Forget it, go back and eat."