Self-cultivation of the White Lotus of Three Lives Three Worlds Peach Blossom Debt

The night was lifted high, and the gate to the outside of the Heavenly Palace was closed tightly.There is a solemn and solemn palace among the patchwork of pavilions and pavilions. The gloomy clouds and mists bring a sense of oppression, and the red bricks and green tiles on it are all rendered in ink.

The lights of Hande Hall gradually went out, and a thick darkness enveloped the entire palace.

After Sujin came back from Xiwu Palace, she was exhausted physically and mentally, and she didn't take a bath, she took off her coat and fell into a deep sleep on the bed.

She was full of worries and didn't sleep well.In a daze, she heard the faint sound of breathing in the room, which made her sit up suddenly: "Who?"

"Su Jin." A resentful female voice sounded in the quiet Hande Hall.

Su Jin followed the sound and saw a woman in white sitting beside the bed.The woman's face was as white as paper, her lips were blue, and her eyes were covered with a white silk.His white clothes were messy and blood-stained, and his black hair was scabbed with blood, and strands were tied behind him.

She stood up, the white gauze slipped off, revealing two empty holes.A shrill wind blew by, and a woman's mournful voice sounded in the dark and empty room: "Sujin, Sujin! Why are you lying to me?"

Su Jin twitched her lips and said in a trembling voice, "Su, Su Su?"

"Sujin! You are so ruthless! You took my eyes and my life!" Two streaks of bright red blood remained in the pair of empty holes.

Su Jin shivered, huddled into a ball, and shouted loudly: "No, I didn't want your life!"

"Sujin! Sujin!" One after another, resentment and hatred surged into her mind one after another like a tidal wave.

"No! I'm not! I'm not!" Su Jin stretched out her hand to grab the plain white sleeve of the woman, but she missed it and fell off the couch.

When I looked up, the room was empty and there was nothing.

She froze for a moment, knelt down on the ground and wept bitterly.

Heng Wen looked at Su Jin, and asked worriedly: "Why do you look so haggard these days?"

Su Jin sat there dumbfounded, and Heng Wen asked a few more times before she raised her head, blinked, and said calmly, "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong with you? You look weak and listless, but what happened?"

Su Jin shook her head and forced a smile: "No problem, no problem."

She said, stood up, and walked out step by step.

Hengwen looked at her back and frowned deeply.

In the huge palace, one person poured wine tirelessly.There are wine jars scattered on the ground.

Spots of moonlight shot in from the hollowed-out tallow window, shining on her body, casting a long shadow from behind.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" She burst into tears suddenly, and threw the wine jar forcefully.The cracked wine jar splashed water, and the crumbs scattered all over the ground

She stood up, looked at the empty room, and sobbed softly: "I didn't mean to harm you! Susu! Susu I'm sorry!"

After being stunned for a moment, she raised her hands, crying and laughing: "I killed someone, I killed someone!"

"No! No! I can't kill! How could I kill?" She lost her mind and took a few steps back, muttering: "I am, I am Shi, I can't kill, no, no, my lord, I didn't kill! I don't, no!"

"Ah!" She screamed, clutching her head, and fell to the ground.Tears wet my thinning cheeks.She shook her head and said to herself, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

She was so drunk that she went crazy like this, she was exhausted physically and mentally.Slumped on the ground, unable to get up again.

"Are you embarrassing yourself like this these past few days?" A cold voice sounded from behind her.

Weeping, she turned her head away.

Familiar face, but without the usual indifferent smile.

She crawled over and hugged the man's leg tightly, with a begging tone: "I didn't mean to harm her! I didn't! I, I, I don't want to, I don't want to!"

She cried out at the top of her lungs, tears streaming down her face.

The man squatted down rarely, looked at her at the same level, stretched out his hand, and gently wiped away her tears.

She looked at him dumbly, this was the first time she had looked at him at the same level.In the past, she was the one who knelt or lowered her head, while he was high above and could not tolerate her prying eyes.

"It's not your fault." He bluntly wiped her face dry with his sleeve.

it's not your fault.

One sentence, like a spell, broke the shackles she was carrying.

She pursed her lips and threw herself into his arms, tears streaming down her face.

He raised his hand, but he didn't know where it landed.The girl stretched out her hand, hugged him tightly, buried her head in his chest, and rubbed against him.He froze for a moment, tentatively, and patted her head.

The girl had already fallen into a deep sleep, but she just clenched his sleeve tightly, refusing to let go.

"It's just a little fairy who has crossed the catastrophe, why is it so sad?" He brushed aside the hair hanging in front of her eyes, looked at her face: "Sujin, who are you?"

The moonlight was hazy, and the figure gradually disappeared, burying the pair of figures in the darkness.

When Su Jin woke up, she had a splitting headache. She rubbed her head and got up from the bed.

"Are you awake?" Heng Wen's smile widened in front of his eyes, and he supported her with both hands, and put her in a good place.

"Hengwen?" She turned her temples: "Was it you yesterday?"

Heng Wen smiled and said: "I saw that you were not in good spirits, so I wanted to take a look."

"Thank you." Su Jin smiled wryly.

I was really drunk yesterday, and I mistook Heng Wen for that great god.

It is said that day and night have dreams, she, has she been so attached to that person?

She trembled, could it be that she is really a trembling masochist?

No!

Su Jin wailed in her heart.

Don't be a pervert!

"But what happened? If you want to talk, I'll listen, and if you don't want to, I'll accompany you." Heng Wen patted her on the head, a smile blooming on her pale face.

Now he is raising Song Yao's soul with the immortal yuan, and his immortal power and energy are not as good as before.

Su Jin pulled him to the couch and sat down: "Look at your pale face, it's a little whiter than the snow in winter."

She didn't want to bother him with that troublesome thing, as long as she knew about this kind of thing.