After I died, the cold beauty fell from the altar

"do not talk."

These words made his right hand tremble uncontrollably, and those painful memories about Baiji God Realm became clear again - he pierced the man's chest with the Shuangyin Sword back then, in exchange for a sentence "Yang and Qizhe, All things spring."

These people always have to remind him all the time: he was the one who killed that person!

Even if he traded death for a new life and turned into a dragon, they would drag him back into the past suffering and evil, make him collapse, make him split, and make him only be able to do what they want in his life. Jun.

"Master!"

Seeing that the man in white was gloomy, his hand bones were blue and white, he seemed to be trying his best to suppress his anger, and then disappeared into the forest, Chang Shu felt that something was wrong and hurriedly followed.

Yue Zhi stood where he was, thinking about it, but secretly made up his mind.

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The edge of the brocade cloak with sunflower-colored bird-patterned flowers brushed against the weeds, and the man walked with flamboyant steps, walking beside the knot seal of the beast realm.

"Zhao Yuya?"

Xiaotu happened to be picking up paper kites that had been scraped off by a tree branch at the border of Chizhou, and he spotted an old acquaintance at a glance.

This person often comes to the beast world with Changshu, and he seems to know Mr. Qing Heng, but the beasts in the beast world don't like to play with him very much, because he loves to pester little Changshu more than them, and he always looks like He looked as if he hadn't recovered from a serious illness, as if running two steps would kill half his life.

"Have you met Changshu?"

He saw it too, and bent down to ask.

"Little Changshu? She has indeed come to the beast world today, and now she seems to be at the Tibetan Linqiu. By the way, she is with her master."

The little rabbit chattered a lot, and then remembered that this person was different from Changshu. Changshu stayed with them for a long time and could understand their animal language. Refers to the direction of Tibetan Linqiu.

Zhao Yuya was not a fool, he understood what it meant at a glance, and after getting the news from Changshu, he hurried to the direction it pointed.

It's rare to see him go so fast!

Looking at his back as he went away, Xiaotu secretly sighed, then blew the dust that fell on the paper kite distressedly, and ran back to the woods with the paper kite in her arms.

The sun turned to the west, and the light became dim and passed through the gaps in the leaves, like beams of lightsabers piercing into the forest.

The silver silk brocade robe was also soaked into grayish yellow by the sun, the owner of the robe looked sickly, his face was covered in smoke and ink, and wherever he looked, there was a layer of frost.

"Master, you... are you okay?"

The girl in the silk flower cage skirt followed lightly, looking at him anxiously and worriedly.

"Changshu!"

There were calls in the distance.

It's him?

Hearing Zhao Yuya's voice, Chang Shu's tense heart suddenly relaxed, and tensed up again after a while: What a pity, Master should not know about her and Zhao Yuya's affairs.

Sure enough, this call also attracted the attention of her master—the pair of frosty eyes looked towards the direction of the sound.

"Master, Master!"

Changshu thought about it for a second, she and Zhao Yuya were in love, and there was nothing shameful about it. Anyway, Master will know sooner or later, so why not just tell him about it, "There is a person who has been by my disciple's side all these years, although He sometimes seems not very smart, but he is very kind and gentle, no matter where the disciple is, he can always appear behind him, the disciple likes him very much, and wants to become a Taoist partner with him."

When she mentioned this man, she thought of his appearance, and her eyes became bright: "By the way, you have seen him!"

Changshu heard his footsteps approaching, so she flew over, and she really saw Zhao Yuya walking away from the green forest leaves, and smiled softly at her.

"Zhao Yuya!"

Joy climbed up her delicate cheeks, and she rushed over to hug him like a cheerful bird, "Why are you here?"

"You don't come to see me again, so I can only come to see you."

Zhao Yuya stroked the messy hair on her forehead due to running, and looked at her with pampering eyes.

"Exactly, I'll take you to meet someone!"

"who?"

"You'll know when you see it."

She took his hand, and instead of running back in a hurry, she walked through the jungle with him step by step, and came to the edge of Tibetan Linqiu.

The figure standing on the hill is slender and clear, like a magnolia growing on a high place. His plain clothes are loose and loose, with a jade belt hanging down his waist, and his eyes are charming like clouds.

He was supposed to be amazed by the posture of heaven and man, but Zhao Yuya's eyes were wide open, and his face was ashen. In addition to shock, there was also fear in his expression, as if standing in front of him was the god of death who wanted his soul!

Xu Qingyi's dark eyes narrowed into a slit, as if he couldn't see him clearly, his pale lips moved, his voice sounded like a clanging bowstring, and he secretly carried the shadow of a sword, "It's you."

The fear of dying swept over again, and Zhao Yuya felt his hair stand on end. The old wound on his chest suddenly hurt. He wanted to take a step back, but his legs were frozen in place as if they had been filled with lead.

Bai Ying jumped over like a crane, and grabbed his neck with a cold hand. The eyes of the visitor were gaps from Kun Ling, and they were bottomless. His cold eyes pierced through the skin and bones like sharp cones: " Are you still alive?"

"Zhao Yuya!"

Changshu's smile disappeared completely, and she didn't know the grievances between the two of them, so she hurriedly knelt down and begged, "Master, please let him go first, he, his nature is not bad, there must be something in it." Misunderstand……"

"You dare to lie to her?" Xu Qingyi turned a deaf ear to her pleading, his whole body was filled with cold air, his limbs convulsed as soon as he exerted force with his fingers, his sickly face was distorted by the pain, and there was a difficult gasp in his throat, "Let me see , How many lives do you have to live!"

With the killing intent, the jade string on his wrist glowed slightly blue, and the bamboo joints jingled without touching each other. As a gust of wind blew by, a young man in black gray brocade shirt appeared out of thin air and held his wrist.

The hand that was holding Zhao Yuya's neck was suddenly released, and he collapsed on the ground, arched in pain, and coughed continuously while covering his neck.

"Zhao Yuya!"

Chang Shu rushed over to check on his situation.

"Have you forgotten how this person let you try Gu?"

Xu Qingyi's whole body was still chilled, but his dull eyes fell on the hand that was holding his wrist. He gently held that hand back, and then cast his eyes on his face.

It's really sending a "human head" from a thousand miles away, and the gift is more important than the affection.

"Brother, what's the point of letting him die like this?" Su Wan looked at Zhao Yuya, who was lying on the ground in agony, with a half-smile, and then at Changshu, who was teary, and raised his finger to push the man away. The thick clothes on his body exposed the frost-covered sword wound on his chest, and a transparent silkworm was lying on the wound, trying to absorb the cold air for it, "It's better to let him be tortured by this cold wound, every night Wouldn't it be better if the pain was piercing to the bone and unbearable?"

To be honest, as far as what Zhao Yuya did to Xu Qingyi, he couldn't stop him if he wanted to kill him. However, the person who made Gu in those days also had to rely on Gu to survive, and he suffered from cold injuries for so many years. Nemesis.

"What trial Gu? What happened?"

Chang Shu was confused when she heard this, and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

"Tell her yourself."

Su Wan sent Zhao Yuya a wisp of true energy so that he could open his mouth. He had told Zhao Yuya a long time ago that Changshu would know the truth sooner or later. There is a dilemma between the two of them.

After the sun went down, it was already a little dark.

Two figures stood on a lower hill, listening to the sounds of nature from the forest after sunset.

"Elder Yue is gone?"

one of them asked.

"Ah."

The people on the side responded lightly.

"How did he say it?"

"Let me go back to Nanhua Road."

"Really? If he dares to say that, it seems that he is quite sure that the people of Nanhua Dao will accept the fact that you have become a dragon."

The snow-white man was silent for a moment, and asked him: "Do you want me to go back?"

"Of course," Su Wan gave the answer without hesitation, "You belong there in the first place, and returning to Nanhua Road is equivalent to going home, isn't it?"

There was another silence to answer him, and the man paced into a shadow he couldn't see: "I'm not good now?"

Everyone seems to have to accept him as he was before.

This time it was Su Wan who was at a loss for words: Actually, as long as he doesn't go crazy, there's nothing wrong with it, but compared to the previous person, he's not the same.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the man who was dyed black by the shadow asked again: "If I change back to the way I was before, will you stay by my side?"

Su Wan didn't quite understand the meaning of his words. Could it be that this person also wanted to bring him back to Nanhua Road?

So he didn't answer him directly, as if he sighed softly: "It's good if I can go back to the past."

Suddenly there was a faint crying sound in the forest, very soft, so light that it was inaudible.

"Changshu, I was wrong for what I did before. I already know I was wrong. I will go to your master to make amends. I admit that he will kill or cut me. Please forgive me!"

Zhao Yuya panicked and tugged at Changshu's sleeve, refusing to let go.

"Zhao Yuya! If you really repent, you should ask my master for forgiveness, not me! I didn't know that you did so many shameless things behind my back until today! Do you know that back then You set up a trap to damage half of Uncle Fifth's soul, Chen Wang died under the sharp teeth of the swallowing python, Elder He was seriously injured and failed to survive in the end, and Uncle Fifth almost died at your hands! All this is still vivid in my mind, how can you ask me to forgive you?"

Thinking of those sad past events, Chang Shu's voice was trembling, her eyes were filled with tears, but she tried her best not to let them fall.

"Changshu, I, I was only blinded by hatred, Daoist Zhexuan...he has forgiven me..."

The person who grabbed her sleeve seemed to be driven to a corner, and was so frightened that he stuttered when he spoke.

I never thought that she would be even more annoyed when she heard it, and said viciously: "How dare you say that! It is the fifth uncle's business that the fifth uncle has a benevolent heart, and do you really know that you are wrong? Zhao Yuya, the reason why you admit your mistake , not because you really know your mistake, but because you don't want to lose me, but I'm not the reason for you to admit your mistake, and I don't want to stay by your side, so from now on, as long as you and I are alive, don't lose me. We met."

After the words fell, the woman in the silk flower cage skirt turned around and left resolutely. When she walked into the dark place, she finally couldn't help but shed tears.

The man with a sick face sat slumped aside, watching her receding back sadly, curled up in pain, coughed violently, until he spat out a mouthful of blood, then his eyes went dark, and he passed out.

The forest was pitch black at first, and after a while, green spots of light emerged, floating around the edge of the apricot-yellow skirt, and the spirit beasts gathered one by one, following the tearful little girl behind.

"Little Changshu..."

Seeing her so sad, they also became sad, but they didn't know how to comfort her.

Sensing the rustling sound behind her, she looked back with tears in her eyes. The spirit beasts all lowered their brows and looked worried, so she forced a smile again: "I'm fine, you don't have to follow me."

"Hey, if you ask what love is in the world, it will teach you how to live and die."

Xue Mastiff stood on the top of the tree, thinking of the words and sentences he heard when he was listening to the storybook.

"What's life and death?" Lu Yao, who was beside him, cast a gloomy glance at him, "That Zhao is not good enough for her! There's nothing to cry about!"

Regarding his somewhat gloating attitude, Xue Mastiff couldn't help teasing him: "It's said that ten temples are better to be demolished than one marriage. Are you trying to pry into someone's wall?"

Lu Yao looked at Chang Shu who kept wiping away tears, pondered for a moment, and asked him suspiciously, "Which corner of the temple should be pried?"

"..."

Seeing his serious face, Xue Mastiff couldn't laugh or cry.