Ex-husband insists on remarrying

The starry night was clear and windless, and the flower seeds scattered on the Sword Soul Mountain were blooming everywhere. Lan Heng, who lived alone, pulled out a small bench and squatted in front of an epiphyllum, quietly waiting for its flower to bloom.

He is a patient and elegant person. He waited for this epiphyllum for a month without being in a hurry. He waited for the moment of youth with great interest. While waiting, he would talk to himself and hum some ditties for his own amusement.

Those 300 years of dark slavery and nights of haunted nightmares now seem to be paid for with a single flower.

The world is beautiful and good, and he can use the paradise on earth to avoid the scars on the premise that he can't forget the years in hell.

The moon is quiet, fireflies perch sleepily in the branches of Epiphyllum, and the dependent Epiphyllum seems to absorb the light of fireflies, slowly blooming and shining brightly.

Lan Heng stared with his eyes wide open, waiting until the epiphyllum was in full bloom, for some reason his eyes were sore, and his head hung down like rain.

"It's really fascinating."

Suddenly there was a sound like running water behind him, Lan Heng was so startled that he almost fell off the bench, he turned his head sharply, and the old friend waited in the middle of flowers.

"Brother, Zou Xianjun?"

He widened his sore eyes and looked at Zou Ling's neck in disbelief. The white skin was covered with red magic lines, and thorns were climbing up his skin, and it would soon meander to His jaw.Zou Ling leaned in Bai Yu's arms indifferently, with an appearance of fearlessness, as if even if the thorns would tear him apart until there was no bone left, he would have no fear.

And Bai Yu described it silently and desperately, as if he was the victim who was implanted in the internal organs by the thorns of fate.

"Immortal Lan Heng, sorry to bother you, good evening." Zou Ling smiled at him, his eyes bright, "I hope my appearance won't scare you, I'm about to be enchanted, I beg Bai Yu to take me here to take refuge, temporarily borrow the treasure land Can I use it once?"

Lan Heng stood up in panic: "Of course! Zou Xianjun, what's wrong with you?"

"It's a long story, let's talk about it if there is a fate." Zou Ling smiled, "Besides, a guy who doesn't know how to convict entrusts me with some old things, begging me to hand them over to Lan Xianjun."

Lan Heng's whole body was suddenly cold and stiff, as if he had turned into a living corpse.There are very few old people who are still alive in this world, and he can imagine who it is with the hair of his hair.

"If Lord Lanxian doesn't want to accept it, you can let us destroy it for you."

Lan Heng looked back at the epiphyllum by accident.

It opened for a moment as if stretching, and then quietly withered away like a yawn.

It's like his dark world of mortals.

Lan Heng turned his head and saw the white feather looking ashen, and suddenly remembered some distant fearless years.

"Before Sword Soul Mountain was in ruins, there was a standing middle stone on the main peak, engraved with the words, 'The king is in the four fields, shining in all directions'." He also smiled at Zou Ling, and smiled at the night and defeat, "The old thing is still give it to me."

Then the Qiankun bag came into his hand, Lan Heng took it in his hand, opened it on his fingertips, the whole set of shackles that had shackled his hands, feet and neck danced in his eyes.

This is his night.

Xiao Qianqiu pushed back the night.

He stood silently in the dark night and let the surging emotions surge. The provocative, mocking, cheerful, and excited that the devil rode on him, and the many evils and crimes that were handcuffed to him, all rushed out to humiliate him.He should destroy these hateful old things with his own hands, without leaving any memory, but after all, he just stared silently at the indelible instrument of torture that Xiao Qianqiu gave him.

What a long 300 years.Under the whipping of the devil, his deep-seated despair was tamed into endless hope, and hope was trained into resistance, and resistance evolved into giving up.But that... what a long 300 years.

At this moment, Lan Heng extremely hoped that in the 10 years in the world, he and Xiao Qianqiu could only meet each other once.

Once met, there is only one sight, only one thought.

Bai Yu watched Lan Heng standing there, watching him surrender to those shackles that symbolized humiliation, and he also bowed his head and surrendered.

He turned around holding Zou Ling, walked out of the sparse flowers and plants, and walked into the devastated ruins.

"Buli, I'll take you to the place where I experienced thunder for the first time." He cleared his throat and pretended to be calm, but he felt a dull pain in his bones, and there was pain everywhere in his whole body. "That was the first time I felt When the sword bone grows horizontally, it is the place where the early Gui sword took shape."

Zou Ling coughed lightly and smiled: "I still remember the ruins, I found you among the dead."

Bai Yu chuckled lightly and said, "I was found among the dead, and then I'm going to be lost in the mortal world."

Zou Ling wanted to nod, but the magic pattern had spread to his neck, making him unable to move.He looked into the night, his tone pretending to be brisk: "I loved you, loved you so much, cherished you so much, you never turned around and told me 'don't leave me', I didn't want to be left behind by you, so I had to strike first."

Bai Yu said, "Don't leave me behind."

Zou Ling's tears fell out without warning.

Bai Yu had already carried him to the place where he suffered the first round of thunder, knelt down and let Zou Ling lean in his arms, rubbing his face over and over again in the dark night.

Millennium Ice started to chatter, as if it was the first time in his life that he could not stop talking: "Buli, can you not leave me alone? You see, Lan Heng can't let go of such a heinous bastard like Xiao Qianqiu, you are so good Man, how can I let go."

Zou Ling's lips trembled, and he said with a smile, "It's better to pair up with Lan Heng in the future and redeem each other."

Bai Yu's fingertips touched the magic lines that spread to his lips, and she also trembled and laughed: "In the future, I will be a widow, and he will be a widower, what good is it to get together. In the future, there will be no Zou Buli, and no one will redeem me." Bai Guixu."

"Then let's save ourselves..." Zou Ling wanted to say more, but suddenly his lips couldn't move, and he couldn't make a sound.

"I can't save myself, I rely on you to save me." Bai Yu hugged Zou Ling, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, in the boundless night, he could see the magic lines on Zou Ling's face.

"I have read some nonsensical story books, all of which are full of absurd stories about you and me. The story books praise me for saving countless ordinary people during the years of war, but I forgot to add one more point. I forgot to save my wife.

"My wife saved me with her body, warmed me with her heart and soul, and saved me with her years. I have cared for many strange people in the world, but I don't know how to pity my wife, who is unique in heaven and earth.

"If fate can come, I want to go back to the past and start again with Buli. If fate can't be repeated, I just want to hold you tight at this time, even if you become a demon, I want to start again with you."

Zou Ling bit the tip of his tongue, and tried his best to answer with spiritual power: "Start again? But look at my current body, it is no longer the old Zou Ling."

"Never leave or never leave." Bai Yu lightly rubbed his eyelids with his lips, "Whether you are a human or a demon, your heart and soul are always forever, you are my lover. Buli is a wandering little wave, splashing water all over my body. It is wagging your tail It is the great master who sits in the master's gate and makes me bow my head and bow my head. Inseparable is the wind blowing for 300 years, the flowers caressing in the palm of my hand, it is the snow that Xu holds carefully, looking up The bright moon that has passed through thousands of nights. The world is so big and there are so many legends, apart from Buli, Gui Xu can't look down on other romances."

Zou Ling coughed up blood: "When did you become so reckless..."

"That's how you can't leave me." Bai Yu laughed hoarsely, "Seeing that you are helplessly annoyed by me, curling your lips, rolling your eyes, and gnashing your teeth, you never gave me a bad look before, but you don't know, your expression when you are unhappy It's more real, very cute, like a small prickly ball, which makes people like it so much."

Zou Ling tried hard to return a smile: "I see you...you are a bitch..."

"No, I'm just stupid." Bai Yu stroked him, "I'm not a good person who abides by the precepts and rules, but I stupidly want to abide by the precepts of lying, want to be proud in front of you, and lie to you to continue coaxing me, so stupid. Splurge You're good, you know you're panicking after squandering it all, and you're foolish and shameless thinking that you can get you back as long as you chase after it seriously. But if I'm smarter, I should run to hug you after every thunderstorm, and at the same time Fuck you hard while telling you hard, Buli, I love you so much, I love you so much when I'm alive, it's great to be alive, and loving you is a million times better."

Zou Ling tried hard to open his eyes, his mind began to fall into a trance, his lips and teeth collided and he said the last sentence: "Kill... me."

The magic lines had spread to his face, and he could feel the changes taking place in his whole body. His beating heart seemed to be grasped and alienated, and his heart was filled with boundless bloodthirsty desires.

Destiny is turning into an invisible puppeteer pressing on him, planting strong silk threads into his body, hooking through the flesh and nailing into the bones, piercing the internal organs, and pinching him inch by inch into a puppet that loses everything .

Zou Ling was terrified.

At this moment, Bai Yu rubbed the ends of his eyes, and hot water dripped on his face: "Never leave, don't be afraid... You are my Taoist companion, we will never leave, we will return sooner or later."

Zou Ling was not so afraid anymore.

Red magic lines meandered into his eyes from the end of his eyes, his vision began to blur, and he knew that his body had come to an end.

Bai Yu lowered her head and kissed his eyelids, and murmured: "Let's start over...start over...remarry me...start over, okay..."

Zou Ling blinked awkwardly, activated the last ray of spiritual power, the spiritual flow in the air moved slightly, and with a faint "OK", the nine early return swords appeared in the night sky.

Zou Ling closed his eyes as he wished.

Bai Yu watched the magic pattern meandering to his eyebrows, and finally covered his entire face mercilessly.In the next moment, all the thorn-like magic lines disappeared, and completely merged into Zou Ling's texture—finally solidified into a blood-red heart demon mark, which was drawn ferociously between his eyebrows.

Zou Ling, who was originally stiff in his arms, suddenly became soft and lively, with a slight frown, and was about to wake up as a complete succubus.

The moment here is just a moment when the wind passes by, but Yu Baiyu is a place where heaven and man are separated forever.

I can completely give up everything and stay inseparable.Even if he becomes a succubus.

I can create an inexhaustible sea of ​​desire for him.

I can offer him an inexhaustible desire.

There are so many things in the world, I would like to steal them all, as long as he doesn't leave me alone.

But inseparable... how did you say it back then?

"Half-human, half-devil is shameful enough. I have endured hundreds of years of demonic evils before I know how precious it is to be an ordinary person. Since I can't decide my birth, then I will dictate the end of this body. I don't want to fall into the devil's way and live, I would like to go to hell road."

Zao Guijian behind Bai Yu was trembling crazily. He humbly looked at the face of the demon in his arms, watched his eyelashes tremble slightly, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Gu Xu, living in this body is extremely painful for me, please help me."

Bai Yu finally closed his eyes, and the moment the succubus in his embrace opened his eyes, the nine early returning swords behind him, accompanied by his boundless obsession and despair, flew up decisively, turning into nine cold lights from the night sky, It landed at a gallop, and nailed into the nine dead spots of the demon in his arms.

In an instant - eternal night descends.

Lan Heng, who was in the flowers and plants, suddenly heard a terrible loud noise, he suddenly turned around to follow the sound, and his intuition made his heart panic.

He rushed to the ruins in the middle of the night, staring blankly at the nine Zaogui swords that were dripping blood and tears in the open space.

His senior brother came with someone in his arms, but now he was alone.

When his elder martial brother came here, his temples were like crows, but now his eyes are full of white hair.

Suddenly, I don't know when the spring breeze will blow, but when I look back, there are flowers falling again.

The world is peaceful every year, and it is as peaceful as a mirror lake. Even if heavy objects are thrown into the lake, there are some that can smooth it like wrinkles.

People in the world who enjoy peace and happiness love to gossip to pass the time in their spare time, or talk about the estranged relationship between Master Shen of the Danyi Sect and Elder Chen, who "runs away, chases him, and cannot fly", or talks about the young and promising six masters of the Xiaoyao Sect. Or talk about the revival of Sword Soul Mountain, the difficult past of that Lan Zongzhu in the past, and the endless peach blossoms now.

Love gossip is best known as a pot of tea, and the world talks about strange people and strange things. At the end of the main scene, it often talks about Bai Jianxian, who once leveled the two worlds with one sword in the past, and then abandoned the mountains and seas with one sword.

That Bai Jianxian is a master of the world, handsome, with white hair like frost and snow, but he is not aloof, kind and gentle, and often smiles on his brows and eyes to cross ten thousand lives. Few people see him take out the sword, only know that he has already left Without the bondage of using the sword as a weapon, only a piece of flying feather can open mountains and rivers.

He was originally the suzerain of the Xiaoyao Sect and the elder of Sword Soul Mountain. He has worked hard for 300 years and has a great reputation. He was originally elected by thousands of people as the head of the fairy sect, but one day he left a jade seal and a farewell letter and disappeared from the world. .

People in the world don't know where he is going, they only know that the world is quiet and good.Some old monks vaguely remembered that Bai Jianxian once had a Taoist companion, who was so beautiful, but at some point, that beauty disappeared like the fog after the morning sun, never to be seen or touched again.

The world is just chatting, the tea is cold, and the ordinary monks pass by on the road. They don't know that this gray-clothed man is the legendary White Sword Immortal.

Bai Yu himself doesn't really care where he is going, he just wants to avoid unnecessary new shackles.

He changes appearances and wanders around the world, making his home everywhere, alone, even the ends of the world are not far away, time has become the most useless friend.

Time reminds people of old times, he walked where Zou Ling walked before, met people or monsters Zou Ling knew, and quietly felt the steps of that person.

He had lived among the demon clan for 70 years. The black bear demon Huo Hao in the deep mountains passed away one year after Zou Ling was gone.

He used brute force to break into the Yaozu's Qianshan Muxue Taohuayuan, saw the golden-winged roc Yaomanque, kowtowed and asked about Zou Ling's past, just to know more about Zou Ling's traces.Man Que had said indifferently that when he was parting, he had a sudden contest of force and forced him to draw his sword, looking at Zao Guijian strangely.

He also traveled all over the mountains and rivers to find a fox mound isolated from the world, and looked at the six red foxes in the fox mound from a distance.The weakest red fox has only one ear, looks mentally impaired, and often jumps happily like a child.The other five red foxes guarded her, and when they called her mother, she laughed heartily.

He even went to the Demon Clan a few times, wandered around the place where Huai Jin was alive, looked back at the unforgettable time when he and Zou Ling stayed in the Demon Clan overnight, and then beat the Demon King Xiao Qianqiu to relieve his anger.

300 years have passed like flowing water, and Zou Ling's past gentleness, elegance, mischievousness and cuteness are always in his mind, and his frowns and smiles are as scorching as the scorching sun, burning his heart forever, and his long-term love is endless.

Since Zou Ling was killed by him, his cultivation has stagnated.It was once one step away from the Mahayana stage, and it was obvious that it only needed to suffer another thunderstorm, regenerate the sword bone again, and forge another early return sword to step into the realm of heaven and man.

After 300 years, he seems to have lost the courage to withstand the thunder.

Maybe it doesn't hurt to be hit by thunder, but it hurts to rebuild the sword bone.

He thought that he would probably go crazy in pain, if he made another Zaogui sword.

Every early return sword, every piece of sword bone firmly remembers the severe pain of killing, the pain is as deep and severe as the loss of a loved one yesterday, and the continuous and sharp torture.

It is really the harshest punishment in the world, the most horrific torture.

There are thousands of good things about Zou Ling, and a few bad things, which he keeps in mind.He wanted to search for that person's afterlife in the past, but because he said at the beginning that the previous life and the present life are like heaven and earth, he chose not to look for it.He also thought that it would be better to go to Biluo Huangquan as soon as possible for the rest of his life to be boring, and because he said that living alone was for punishment, he was willing to endure walking alone.

Most people in the world seek longevity, but he seeks long-term fate, and seeks to meet each other in the next life with the love he loves in this life.

It is best not to separate.

It is best to return early.

On this day, he re-entered the demon clan, wandering around endlessly to enjoy the scenery, and suddenly came a pair of extremely seductive companions on the fragrant mountain road, the tall one was dressed in a beautiful black dress embroidered with grass, and the slightly slender one was dressed in an exquisite green dress embroidered with black flood dragons. The two demons are intimate, and they flirt with each other, how can one be so greasy and crooked.

Seeing people in pairs, Bai Yu was envious, and looked a few more sourly, the green-clothed demon noticed and looked back, stared at him for a moment with bright and clear eyes, then suddenly tilted his head, grabbed the big black man's hand and jumped come.

The green-clothed demon was still holding his partner in his right hand, and directly pulled the black-clothed demon's right hand with his left hand, and the two hands of different sizes formed a wonderful clasping ceremony, and then smiled and asked: "Brother, do you have nine natal swords? "

Bai Yu didn't expect this demon to have such a deep cultivation, but when he saw it, he was frank: "Brother has good eyesight, it is indeed a nine handle."

The green-clothed demon's eyes sparkled: "It's amazing. I've seen many powerful natal swords have sword spirits, but I haven't seen a sword spirit like Xiongtai."

Bai Yu was a little stunned: "My sword has a sword spirit?"

He wondered for a long time, one is that he has kept the Zaogui sword in his bones for hundreds of years, and he only knows that he is in pain and doesn't know anything else.Both, it was his bones that were transformed, not foreign artifacts. How could his own bones give birth to the sword spirit?

"Yes, and there seems to be more than one?" The Tsing Yi Yao squinted his eyes, stared at him for a moment, and his eyes became brighter, "Wow! No, you only have one sword spirit, but you live in nine parts. Among the nine swords, there are exactly three souls and six souls, and each sword has a share, which is really miraculous!"

Bai Yu was puzzled at first, then at a loss, his heart was lost, his soul flew into the sky, and he didn't know what the world was.

"Brother? Are you alright bro? Hahaha you are so happy that you are crying?"

Ignoring the smiling question of the Tsing Yi demon, he suddenly backed away and bowed deeply, then turned and ran, heading for the return journey of ecstasy and sorrow, and the greeting of thorough enlightenment and ignorance.

The Xiaoyao Sect used to have a nine-story pagoda, which was built by Huai Jin with all his strength. One of the floors was filled with the Shufa classics of the Xianmen. However, he properly hid the things in the pagoda under the Xiaoyao Sect, not for use, but as a memory.

After Bai Yu succeeded as suzerain, he opened the basement with a jade seal, and silently read all the classics to pass the time.With the infiltration of thirteen thousand classics, he knew how to transform the sword spirit.

He searched for a place with a strong spiritual flow without sleep, and after ten days, he determined that the location was in a sea area among the demon clan.

He used spiritual blood as a medium to draw the formation on the coast without blinking eyes, and finished the last complicated stroke in three days and three nights.

He knelt on one knee in the formation, using himself as the eye of the formation, and began to summon Zaoguijian.

The nine early returning swords appeared one after another slowly, and when one sword came out, Bai Yu would not leave without saying a word. When the nine swords gathered together, his face was covered with tears.

He poured all his cultivation into the formation, and the white hair on his shoulders was swept up by a strong wind, the sky and the earth turned pale, and the thunder and the sea tide rolled in at the same time.

The nine early returning swords roared in unison, roaring and merging, and the blades were all shattered into pieces. Bai Yu raised his head against the wind, blood dripped from his eyes, and looked at the formation without blinking.

The big waves rolled up and hit the rocks on the shore, splashing thousands of waves—thousands of waves suddenly freeze in the air, refracting thousands of clusters of aurora with a beam of sunlight.

A familiar figure stepped out of the aurora.

Bai Yu forgot to breathe, and stared with eyes that were so sore that they were about to explode. The person was floating in the air like a feather in the newborn sunlight. , opened eyes like obsidian.

He looked at the sky and the sea in a daze, and when his eyes fell on Bai Yu, his eyes turned red with a smile.

"long time no see."

Bai Yu burst into tears, the formation disappeared, he opened his hands and waited for him to fall from the sky, but in an instant, his lover who had disappeared for 300 years returned to his arms.

"Three thousand feet of white hair, but you are still so good-looking." Zou Ling nestled in his arms, and laughed briskly with a nasal voice, "Guixu, big dog, master, what do you want me to call you?"

Bai Yu cried so hard that she almost choked, hugged him tightly and shouted: "I'm remarried, of course I'm called husband!!"

This is his "Sword Spirit".

Is his lover.

It's early return.

It is inseparable.

You finally came back early.

We can finally not have to separate.

The author says:

The young couple sees off thousands of miles away, and meets thousands of miles away. This is the end of the main text!Sprinkle flowers!

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