Twilight Ghost

Just when all the demons were at a loss, Qingluan slowly said: "Zhulu, I will send you to Kunlun to find Queen Mother of the West."

The other four phoenixes looked at him together, their eyes full of panic that had been hidden for a long time.

Different from the Emperor of Heaven, the Queen Mother of the West is a very powerful but eccentric deity. If he broke one of her hairpins, she would fly into a rage and knock him out of his wits, but when Di Jun took away the two crystals that belonged to her, she was neither angry nor annoyed.

For the Queen Mother of the West, the monsters are more afraid than respectful.

Qilin Jiuling hurriedly grabbed Hua Chongming: "You can't go, the Queen Mother of the West never saves people, she only spreads the plague and fear to the world!"

Before Hua Chongming could answer, Qingluan went on to say: "900 years ago, you had just become human, and the Queen Mother of the West ordered me to go to the Jiuzhong Heaven to steal your heart. Because of this, you didn't know love and hate, and offended the Emperor of Heaven. Fortunately, this peacock I love you to such an extent that I dug my heart for you. In order to protect you, the emperor of heaven forgives you. After 900 years, you wounded him with blood with the middle finger of a wolf bone knife. Now this peacock has lost its heart and cannot heal itself. The spiritual power accumulated for a hundred years forcibly broke the seal, and his body couldn't bear it at all, so he came to this point, you go to Kunlun, beg the Queen Mother of the West to give you back your heart, and you use this to save him, maybe there is still life."

Hua Chongming nodded, ignoring Jiu Ling's dissuasion, stretched out his slender five fingers to brush Bai Ze's cheek: "You wait for me, I will go to Kunlun, and I will definitely save you."

Bai Ze's light gray eyes were full of despair, he didn't even have the strength to cough, and his voice was so small that he was just mouthing: "It's useless... everything is doomed... just stay with me , to compete... I beg you to stay with me in the end."

"You won't die, I'm leaving now, you wait for me, wait for me to come back!" Hua Chongming stood up, stepped on Qingluan's back, and bowed to Qingming: "Take care of him for me."

Seeing his figure getting farther and farther away, Bai Ze slowly closed his eyes, and murmured: "It's useless... It's not because of the cup of snow, and it's not because of lack of heart... I changed my life, only I will die ... Cough, Zhulu, I don't want you to go through life and death with me, I only want you...a tear."

The humble demon, the stupid demon, the infatuated demon, and the desperate demon.

After 900 years of calculations, such a meticulous and delicate plan was laid out, not to stay together for the lover, but to push myself into an irreversible situation, and to see him shed a tear.

Qingluan flew very fast, he warned Zhulu that no one has seen the real face of the Queen Mother of the West, not even himself, there are many legends about her in the world, most of them say that she has a leopard tail and tiger teeth, and her hair is disheveled like a bird's crown. Because she is in charge of plague, disease, death and torture, and her personality is dark and weird, don't be afraid when you see her, once you are afraid, you will admit defeat first.

Hua Chongming nodded, now that he had no hope, he was thinking that if he couldn't save Bai Ze, the worst would be annihilation together. No matter how terrible the Queen Mother of the West was, it was no more terrible than losing him.

Kunlun Mountain is as picturesque as it is in the legend. The trees are thousand-year-old trees, and the vines are century-old vines. Even the gurgling water in the mountains is imbued with aura and gods.

But the higher you go, the more depressing everything is. When you reach the top of the mountain, it seems to be a chilling autumn scene. There is no grass, and there are strange rocks. Except for the occasional visiting goshawks, there are a few mournful long calls, and there is almost no sound here. .

"The Queen Mother of the West lives here?"

Qingluan nodded, leaned over to ask him to come down, turned into a human form, dressed in white, with delicate features, it was not at all obvious that he was an ancient god who had lived for thousands of years.

The two were almost side by side, and they could hear each other's heartbeat. Hua Chongming tried to calm down, and laughed at him, "You've seen her hundreds of times, why are you so afraid?"

"Hundreds of times, each time is different, who knows what monster face she will put on today to scare people."

Hua Chongming curled her lips, she is an old hag, but she still likes to pretend to be a ghost, she doesn't have the demeanor of a fairy at all.

"Who said I'm pretending to be a ghost?"

Hua Chongming was startled, could it be that this old hag can read people's thoughts?No wonder the divine bird Qingluan, who had no fear in front of Qiongqiwuwu, was so frightened that he didn't even dare to say a word in front of her.

"God above, I'm competing with you below, it's..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a gust of wind, Qingluan hurriedly stepped forward to cover Hua Chongming's eyes, knelt down and pleaded guilty: "This subordinate shouldn't have decided to bring him here without authorization, please forgive me, Queen Mother."

Laughter filled the air, and suddenly the sea calmed down again. Hua Chongming opened his eyes and saw a young girl in green clothes standing in front of her. She didn't comb her hair in a bun like a concubine in the palace, but tied her hair with a hair tie. The blue hair at the waist is loosely tied with a button, almond eyes and willow brows, and a peach blossom human face. Although no makeup is applied, it is already shocking to heaven and earth.

This is the rumored weird, ugly and ferocious Queen Mother of the West?

Hua Chongming couldn't help taking two steps back, his feet softened and he knelt down on the ground: "I beg the Queen Mother of the West to help you, and give me my heart back."

"Your heart? Your name is Zhulu?" That girlish and gentle face showed a strange vicissitudes of life, and that beautiful face suddenly seemed to be ten years older: "Zuilu... 900 years have passed, I almost forgot gone."

Hua Chongming didn't dare to say more, and Qingluan knelt aside and kept silent. The Queen Mother of the West muttered to herself for a long while, and then suddenly showed a childlike innocent smile: "Ah, Qingluan, do you still remember that I lost that heart back then?" In Ruoshuitan, after 900 years, even the hundred steelmakers should turn into water."

Seeing Hua Chongming's complexion changed drastically, and she was about to cut her neck immediately, Queen Mother Xi laughed again, twisted his chin, and whispered softly: "Zhulu, you are mine, 900 years ago, 900 years ago It is still the same today, how can I have the heart to let you be a heartless wretch?"

"Give it back to me, or I will die with you."

"Together? Hahahaha... Just rely on you? Even if Huo Qilin Tiaodi came to fight me in person, he would be just one of my defeated opponents." Queen Mother Xi stretched out her slender fingers and tightly clasped Hua Chongming's neck: "Your heart Sink in a pool of weak water, the so-called weak water is the bitter water that has accumulated the heartbroken tears of a thousand-year-old lover, birds and animals will die if they sink into it, even if your heart is still there, it must have become a pile of waste."

Hua Chongming wanted to push her away, but he didn't have any strength in his body, and he couldn't move at all. The same was true for Qingluan next to him, his face was extremely anxious, but his knees seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't move half a step.

"But it's not that there is no way to recover...you can jump into the weak pool to get the heart, the God of War fights for the deer, and you have the spiritual power to protect the body. It's impossible to die, but you will lose all your mana. It's nothing like a mortal. Two..." A strange joy appeared on the face of the Queen Mother of the West, and she said slowly: "But your heart is soaked in weak water, it is no different from a stone, you have to melt it with your own blood, but at that time you have already Without mana, once you lose too much blood, you will not be far from death... I am curious, will your heart come alive first, or will you die first?"

Hua Chongming's face was already purple from being pinched. Fortunately, Queen Mother Xi let go of her hand at this time, and told Qingluan: "Go, go and take Lord God of War to Ruoshuitan." He stopped again, turned back and said to Hua Chongming: "Zhulu, if you really save that heart, and you are lucky enough to save your life, I will let Qingluan take the heart to save Peacock Wuya, as for you, You must stay, stay in Kunlun Mountain."

"Okay." In response to this, Hua Chongming suddenly had a gloating smile on his face: "But I went against my fate, and my soul will soon be gone, and I probably won't be able to accompany you, an old witch, for a few days."

The Queen Mother of the West was stunned, thinking for a while, smiling even more gloatingly than him: "It's a pity, a pity, Wu Ya is a peacock. After all, the peacock is kind and can't bear to let you die... He actually did this for your tears."

Before Hua Chongming could figure out the deep meaning of these words, Qingluan suddenly turned into a bird body, carried him on his back and flew towards the weak water pool.

The Twilight Snow Realm, thousands of miles away, is already desolate and chilling.

Bai Ze was carried back to the cave by the foxes, and lay safely on the couch, holding up his last strength to tell the curious monsters around him about the love and hatred 900 years ago.

The residents of Taohuagang are rebuilding the houses that were destroyed by Qiongqi, but Li Mo does not participate in it. She sits beside Bai Ze, watching his face getting paler and paler, and there is a bit of soft pain in her heart.

"He's like a child... Heh, he likes to laugh and listen to stories told by little monsters. I picked a lot of berries for him and brewed a lot of sweet wine. We sat on the old vine together and listened to the little monsters Storytelling, telling all kinds of legends in the world."

"Cowherd and Weaver Girl, Feng Qiuhuang, Liang Zhu, many, many... When I listen to other people's stories, I don't understand the joys and sorrows in them. Now that I have become the protagonist in that story, I realize that love is such a tortured thing. Love love It becomes hatred."

"Liluo, I admit that I have not been able to forgive you until now, let alone Zhuilu... But I have reached the point where I am today, and love and hate are meaningless. After I leave, I still ask you to take good care of Zhuilu. , even after 900 years, he should still love you."

He said with a warm smile on his face: "If I can't make him come back, please tell him that we agreed 900 years ago that whoever dies first will never forget him, and every year we must celebrate his birthday on his birthday." Burn an offering... Although after I die, even my soul will be destroyed without any evidence of existence, but I am still a greedy demon, not only wanting his tears, but also wanting his thoughts."