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"Qinghua!" Fu Li heard this, and the door in front of him opened with a bang, and the people who walked out of it were extremely fast.Zuo Shu ran two steps and followed behind, only watching the figure disappear in front of him.

Until thousands of years later, Zuo Shu could still recall the expression on Fu Li's face, standing in front of the gate of his Gouchen Palace, his eyes only fell on the threshold.It's not that I don't want to watch it, but I'm afraid of making Qinghua angry.

Fu Li didn't keep up, nearly half of the immortal power he radiated 400 years ago followed Yun Jiuling.He left Jiuchongtian and went straight to the underworld.Fu Li's face was a little ugly. He had been to the underworld 5000 years ago, but was lured out by a little ghost.

"That ghost in the underworld, is that you?" Fu Li raised his eyelids, calm and pretentious.He is the most respected Yuanshi Tianzun in the Jiuzhong Heaven, no matter how powerful the Emperor is, he is only one of the six emperors.

When Zuo Shu did that thing more than 5000 years ago, he was really dissatisfied with Fu Li, and incidentally, he had no guilt or compassion.Now standing inside the gate of his own palace, being asked by Fu Li who is neither sad nor happy, it is a bit vain.

Seeing this scene, Fu Li understood everything.Without further ado, he turned around and left in front of the Gouchen Palace.The Emperor Zuo Shu has always been calm in his affairs, now he stepped forward half a step, "Lord Tianzun, Qinghua..."

"The deity went to find him in person." In other words, there was no need for others to tell.Yun Jiuling was never found 400 years ago, and he should go there in person after 400 years, because it is Yun Jiuling after all.

Even if Fu Li stripped off the three souls and three souls, even if he lost half of his immortal power to follow Yun Jiuling, he is still Yuanshi Tianzun.With a buzzing sound, circles of light streaks were shaken out of thin air, and Fu Li's figure disappeared in the ninth heaven.

When he arrived in the underworld, the wilderness that he saw more than 5000 years ago remained unchanged. Fu Li was his original appearance, with white eyebrows and white hair and a white dress, which was particularly dazzling in the underworld.

In the Underworld, it is similar to the Nine Heavens, with eighteen floors from top to bottom.Fuli passed through the underworld layer by layer without stopping.It wasn't until the No. 18th floor of the underworld that Fu Li stopped walking, his double pupils were terrifying.

As the co-lord of heaven and earth, he never thought of stepping through the underworld.Raising his hand was about to split the No.18 layer of hell, and this barrier separated him from Yun Jiuling.

The wrist was blocked, and Li Heng's strength was not small, he was originally the Lord of the Underworld who lived together with Fu Li. "Fuli! Go see sister-in-law first."

Even when Fu Li's eyes were looking at Li Heng, they were more silent than the thousands of miles of ice in the sky of Da Luo.Li Heng grabbed his wrist and pulled his arm down, "You can't split the wall of sister-in-law's courtyard without authorization!"

When the voice fell to the ground, Fuli had already continued to descend.Li Heng's neck felt cold, and the youthful air he had just talked to Fu Li turned into embarrassment and boredom.Frowning, he shook his hand and walked away.

"Master!" Just a second before he left, a black figure suddenly approached.But the master was not called for nothing, and Li Shu's hand didn't even reach half of the clothes.

No.19 Hell turned out to be a mountain, completely different from the scene in the underworld, full of vitality and aura is not enough to describe.Fu Li reached the small intersection in front of the mountain, bent over and lifted up the hem of the clothes in front of him.

First he knelt down on one knee, and there was a thunderstorm in the clear sky of Jiuyou Mountain.Fu Li knelt straight, he didn't need to kneel down, and now he was kneeling in front of Jiuyou Mountain. "Qinghua, it's me."

In the mountains and forests, the mountain wind blows and rustles, but there is nothing else.Fu Li then said: "Yun Jiuling, it's me, Fu Li! I... beg to see each other!"

When the voice fell to the ground, there was nothing but the mountain wind, as quiet as a barren mountain.There was another thunder, and Fu Li also knelt on the ground with the other knee, a sharp stone directly pierced his underwear and penetrated into his flesh.

"When we met for the first time, you were standing on the street corner outside the small courtyard. I wanted to see what little fairy was going to do." Fu Li seemed to be rambling, filling in all the missing words sentence by sentence.

Fu Li said: "I beat you with red marks all over your body with tea, and threw them on the bare bed. The next day, you lost your memory due to the backlash of your pregnancy, so you were fooling around."

As a Celestial Venerable, he never had to speak like this, and even he himself didn't quite know when his voice became calm and dead silent.Now use this voice to learn the emotions in the human storybook.

"I don't know Xue Yu's identity. I entrusted him to prepare for a marriage. I want to save Li Heng, but I don't want to force you with marriage. Do you remember that white silk thread? With me here, I won't let you... ..."

The mountain wind is not dry, and no one is seen.Fu Li knelt down, the three intertwined silk threads on the little finger untied and fell to the palm.

Fu Li straightened his arms, in his palm were the three white silk threads, waiting for a pair of hands to pick them up. "Yun Jiuling, I miss you, please see me, please."

The hand stretched out the gift, but it was not accepted, and no one showed up.Fu Li's head was lowered slightly, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, in order to let Yun Jiuling see it.

The scholars in those story books will try to please their sweethearts, and the princes in the story books will also please the little servants.Fuli is the Celestial Venerable, and the Celestial Venerable also wants to please his Emperor Qinghua.

"People are rich, sorrows and joys are separated." A hand with cold palms covered Fu Li's eyes, and the voice in his ears was cold and sometimes mocking.Fu Li's outstretched hand didn't move, and he didn't dare to move an inch.

The weight on the shoulders came down, and Yun Jiuling squatted behind Fu Li, resting her head on Fu Li's shoulder.His hand covering Fu Li's eyes never left, he said: "Your Majesty Tianzun, don't come here unharmed."

Fu Li felt a pain in his heart, he never knew that being called Lord Tianzun was actually a kind of punishment.When he was in the small courtyard, Yun Jiuling would lie on his bed and call him "Fu Li", and would play tricks and make trouble with him...

"Is Li Heng okay? How is Xue Yu?" It's like reuniting after a long absence, once acquainted, but now there are only pleasantries about other people.

Fu Li couldn't control it, his back molars were clenched, and he still couldn't control his movements.The outstretched hands withdrew to cover the hands that covered his eyes.

call--

There was a gust of mountain wind, and all the strength on the shoulders disappeared.Fu Li lifted his hands to the ground empty-handed, and he could see the trees and flowers in the mountains, "Yun Jiuling! I, I want to see you—"

If others saw it, they might not believe that this was the cold-hearted Yuanshi Tianzun.When I saw him so emotional and sad, it was hard to miss him after all, let alone 400 years.

"Lord Tianzun, the old love from 400 years ago must be slowly recounted." Yun Jiuling's voice came from a distance, from Jiuyou Mountain, and Fu Li heard every word.

Looking down at his empty hands, Fu Li chuckled twice, "Okay! Let's talk slowly." After a pause, he said slowly, "Ling, tie the silk thread around your wrist."