Linyuan Dengxian

In the dream, Le Zhao was sleeping restlessly, frowning tightly, sweating all over his face, twitching his hands and feet from time to time, sitting next to Le Zhao without worry, holding her hand, and found bloodstains all over his palm.

"Ale suffered the injury when she tried to tear off the fairy artifact that Su Huan gave her," Qingxu said. It is difficult for ordinary people to heal the wound caused by the fairy artifact. Wuyou brushed her palm to relieve the pain, but the bloodstains are hard to remove .

Wuyou pulled out the chain in front of Le Zhao's neck, and a white tiger jade pendant hung on it, which was filled with immortal energy, and he gently tore it off.

Without the protection of the fairy artifact, Le Zhao snorted softly, and the fairy energy pervading around her made her skin ache.

Wuyou flipped his palm over, revealing a piece of emerald jade, which was tied around Le Zhao's waist to block the immortal energy.

She had forgotten that Le Zhao was a mortal child with naked eyes and could not bear the spirit of the fairy world. Su Huan was much more careful than her.

"I thought that when Ah Le entered the fairy world, he would no longer suffer hardships and stay with Su Huan forever. I never thought that even though the two of them are close at hand, they are still separated by thousands of mountains." Wuyou held Le Zhao's hand and sighed softly road.

"You and I, why not?" Qingxu suddenly responded, Wuyou raised his head in astonishment, "What do you mean by that?"

Qing Xu lowered his eyes and remained silent, Wuyou knew what she meant after a moment, his face darkened, "What do you care about with her?"

Xuanji is no longer in this world, what she can keep forever is just a few poor memories, it is impossible, she even cares about this

But Qingxu only said that all she thinks about in her heart is Xuanji, so what room does she have for herself.

Seeing her silent and worry-free frowning, she didn't know what to say for a while, and sometimes, she hated her character that hid everything in her heart, and her happiness, anger, sadness, and bitterness were all hidden in that cold and lonely face. inside.

"You go back and rest first, I'll accompany her for a while, I'm afraid there will be another fuss when you wake up," Wuyou said, looking down at Le Zhao.

Qingxu was silent, looked up at her a few times, bit her lip, hesitated to speak, and when Wuyou saw her, she turned and left again.

Le Zhao woke up and fell asleep in a daze, and fell asleep without eating or drinking. After more than ten days, Fang rolled his stiff eyes, threw himself into Wuyou's arms, and whispered, "Sister".

"Ale", Wuyou noticed that her eyes were no longer as clear as before, the deep eyes were dark and complicated, and her expression changed from softness to firmness. After all, Le Zhao had tasted the reincarnation of nine lives, and her state of mind was different from before.

"Do you remember the life called Wei Le?" Wuyou patted her head distressedly and asked softly,

Le Zhao nodded, then shook his head again, "I don't remember very clearly", after all, that life has been gone for a long, long time, only the suffering of the last three lives is painful and clear, and when I think about it, my heart throbs with pain.

In the next [-] days, Le Zhao didn't cry or make noise, and sat quietly on the edge of the cliff of Luoxia Peak all day long, looking at the floating clouds in the sky, feeling depressed.

Time can erase all pain, and Wuyou can accompany her as much as possible. At this time, she misses those two noisy little ghosts. With them, Tianze Mountain will always be much more lively.

"Who gave you the mirror of rebirth?" Wuyou poured a cup of tea for Le Zhao and asked, Le Zhao shook his head, "I can't see the face, only the faint figure of a man, steaming in the clouds Dazzling".

Wuyou frowned and thought, the man deliberately concealed his figure, with Le Zhao's mortal eyes, it was indeed difficult to see his appearance.

"In the beginning, he grabbed my neck and wanted to kill me. Later, he let me go. He just said, why kill a mortal with no memory? Before he left, he threw down the mirror." Le Zhao She shrank her head, hugged her legs with both hands, recalled the scene of that day, with a dull expression.

This person can come and go freely in Tianze Mountain, Wuyou has a dignified face, it must be at the cultivation level of a fairy, and he has no fear of her as a god.

It's a pity that this person should be an immortal artifact with an excellent hidden aura, and she couldn't identify who it was.

"Sister, can you give me a fairy weapon for self-defense?" Le Zhao casually took a sip of tea and said casually.

Wuyou looked at her expression seriously, a little hesitant, afraid that this girl would do something stupid.

Le Zhao pursed her lips, "I have gone through several lifetimes of hardships, and finally I have to enter the fairyland, how can I give up so easily?" She smiled at Wuyou, and said, "Besides, if I really can't think about it, there are many ways, such as from Jump off Luoxia Peak."

"Everything is born through calamity, and the suffering you have experienced will make you stronger." Wuyou patted her head,

"Sister, I'm not young anymore", Le Zhao avoided her hand and smiled, with a hint of vicissitudes and sadness in his smile, which made Wuyou even more distressed and uncomfortable.

"In any case, in my eyes, you are my younger sister," Wuyou said softly, "No one can bully you." I won't let it go."

Le Zhao's eyes flickered, and he spread his hands and said, "Can you give me the celestial artifact?"

Wuyou thought for a while, and a green jade hairpin appeared in her palm. She held Le Zhao's finger, and the fingertips felt a slight pain. A drop of blood melted into the jade hairpin and was sucked into it.

Wuyou carefully tied up Le Zhao's loose long hair, put on the jade hairpin, and said, "This fairy cloud hairpin has recognized its owner, so it can be driven by you and will not hurt you."

"Xianyun hairpin, can it deal with immortals and demons?" Le Zhao raised his hand and touched the jade hairpin on his head carefully.

"Yes", Wuyou replied, she thought for a while, and then said, "Ale, the Su Huan you saw in the previous lives were not real, only the life where you were named Wei Le was sincere to you." Su Huan".

Le Zhao frowned uncomfortably, covered his forehead and said, "Sister, I don't want to mention her, just thinking of her makes my head hurt so badly that I want to explode."

Wuyou held her in his arms, glanced casually under the tree not far away, and said, "Then I will ask her not to appear in front of your eyes for a while."

"I don't want to see her," Le Zhao followed Wuyou's gaze, but there was nothing there.

"Sister, did you give this piece of jade?" Le Zhao asked, rubbing the emerald jade around his waist.

"You are a mortal, and it is difficult to bear the immortal energy of the fairy world. This piece of jade can resist the immortal energy and protect you from harm."

Le Zhao glanced at the tree, frowned, and said, "Sister, I'm a little tired."

"Then you rest, I'll come see you tomorrow." Before Wuyou left, he suddenly remembered something, with a finger point, he laid a barrier on the edge of the cliff of Luoxia Peak.

After Wuyou's figure disappeared, Le Zhao sat on the edge of the cliff for a long time. She looked at the waterfall that was like white water falling down. Her temple hair was wetted by bursts of water vapor, and she slowly brushed it behind her ears. , get up and turn around.

Holding the green Gouyu hanging from her waist in her palm, she pulled it hard, and the Gouyu came out of her hand. The fairy energy permeating Luoxia Peak made her skin ache and she shivered.

Le Zhao was so overwhelmed by a powerful immortal energy coming from under the tree not far away, she pursed her lips slightly and walked towards the tree step by step.

The sharp immortal energy was like a sharp sword, cutting through Le Zhao's clothes, leaving bloodstains on his skin, staining his clothes red, but Le Zhao didn't stop, enduring the pain and walking forward resolutely.

The void swayed under the tree, and Su Huan's figure finally appeared, the pressure of the immortal suddenly eased, and she had to restrain her immortal energy, otherwise, the powerful immortal energy of Shangjun would hurt Le Zhao.

Le Zhao was covered in blood, his body was shaking slightly, and he was on the verge of falling.

"Ale", Su Huan hugged her with a sad expression, "Why are you doing this?"

Le Zhao curled up in her arms, lowered his head, gritted his teeth, dripping with blood, and said word by word, "If I don't kill you, I won't be able to appease my anger." She pulled out the jade hairpin on her head and stuck it in Su Huan's heart.

Blood splattered and shot onto Le Zhao's face, why a mortal bears the blood of a god, and immediately burned her.

Le Zhao scratched her face and howled, Su Huan held her shoulders and shouted, "Don't move, don't move",

She held Le Zhao's hands, covered her lips, the land where her lips fell was as cool as snow, and the pain on her face gradually dissipated.

Su Huan's lips were stained with her own blood, and she was extremely coquettish. She didn't let go of her hand until she sucked the blood off Le Zhao's face and watched her restore her smooth and fair face, and covered her bleeding chest .

There was deep sadness in her eyes, but there was no trace of blame or anger, she just looked at herself so sadly and affectionately.

Le Zhao stared blankly at the person in front of her, her chest was filled with hatred for her, she clutched her forehead, and a broken picture flashed in front of her eyes.

"Even if I can only live for a few decades, with Su Huan, I will have no regrets in this life." The immature and affectionate Ah Le in his memory held Su Huan's hand tightly and said, "Without Su Huan, I would have worked hard for decades. , I might as well die right now."

Su Huan, who was holding her in his hand, turned his head and protected her in his arms. With sharp eyes, he said slowly, "Whoever wants to take Ale away, my sharp claws and fangs will not bypass her."

A trace of sorrow welled up in the depths of his heart, Le Zhao looked at Su Huan sadly, "Why did you hurt me?"

When Chu Lin poisoned her, Su Huan stood beside her like a snake and a scorpion, and she smiled like a flower, "Anu, you have reached bliss early, you are so happy", she opened her thin lips lightly, "I never thought of harming you, Anu, don't forget me."

The feeling of blood becoming cold, and the coldness of Fu'er's limp little hands when she died in her arms, all made Le Zhao's heart chill to the bone.

"That's not me, Ale." Su Huan covered her chest with blood, her face was pale, and she said softly, "Only the me you see in front of you is the real Su Huan. I never thought hurt you too much".

This sentence is exactly the same as what Su Huan said in every life. Le Zhao covered her ears and yelled frantically, "I want you to die." go.

Su Huan fell to the ground weakly, looking at her with clear blue eyes without blinking, "I am yours, and everything I have is yours, take it if you want it",

Le Zhao sat on the ground slumped, holding her head, struggling with pain. Various appearances of Su Huan flashed before her eyes, affectionate, vicious, indifferent, and mocking.

When Wuyou and Qingxu appeared on Luoxia Peak, they saw such a tragic scene. Su Huan and Le Zhao were lying in a pool of blood, their white shirts were dyed red.