Misty GL

Because only the two gods can pick up the misty in the Wanshen Mountain, there is no enchantment, it is everywhere.

Lianhui searched for three or four days according to the location of the Misty Flowers in his memory, picked a lot and put them in boxes.

Wrap it in cloth and carry it on your shoulders, and you are ready to slip out of the holy mountain.

"Did the second master want to leave as soon as he came back?"

A lazy voice sounded, Yi Shui in a black robe stood in front of Lian Hui with arms folded, so that he could speak leisurely.

A few snakes swam in the nearby grass, hissing and spitting snake letters.

The countless snakes in the sacred mountain are all Yi Shui's eyeliner.

"Get out of the way," Lian Hui said bluntly,

She looks strong on the surface, but because she is worried that Yi Shui will sue Xian'a,

In fact, he was flustered in his heart, he held on to the burden tightly, bypassed Yi Shui and walked forward quickly.

"I said, I won't stop you." Yi Shui took a step aside slowly,

Seeing Lian Hui walk a few steps forward, he said loudly,

"Did the second master forget that the last time the palace master said, if you dare to escape from Mimiao again, Jiu Shun will die."

Lianhui stopped, turned around and said,

"Don't scare me, I left a book for Jiu Shun, she has already escaped from Mimiao."

Yi Shui narrowed his green eyes slightly, and chuckled lightly,

"The holy mountain is full of the eyeliner of the palace lord, do the two lords think they can escape easily by themselves?".

Seeing Lian Hui's slightly stunned expression, Yi Shui continued,

"It's Jiu Shun, who uses his power to cover up the aura of the two masters and remove all obstacles, so that you can keep the holy mountain you came out of."

With a cold expression, Yi Shui mocked lightly,

"Otherwise, how can a waste with no spiritual power walk out of the sacred mountain safely?".

Lianhui's face was moved, her fingers curled up, and her tone was flustered, "Jiu Shun, Jiu Shun, where is she?",

Jiu Shun helped her, that is, he betrayed Xian Ah. With Xian Ah's temper, he would not easily bypass Jiu Shun.

She dares!Xian Ah must dare to kill Jiu Shun!He must be at odds with her!

Lianhui's face was livid, she clenched her fists, and said in a low voice, "Yishui! Tell me, where is Jiushun?!".

Seeing Lian Hui's concerned expression, Yi Shui squinted his eyes, pursed his lips and said,

"Second master, don't panic, Jiu Shun is not dead, but was hung by the palace master on the edge of the cliff of Muxu Peak, exposed to the sun day and night, without eating or drinking."

Yi Shui smiled lightly,

"Speaking of it, Jiu Shun's fate is good. Every time when he is dying, it will rain on Shenshan Mountain, and he barely recovers his life and is panting."

She looked up at the sky and said meaningfully,

"At this time, it is the dry season on Mount Kailash, but there is a lot of rain this year."

Lian Hui stretched her legs and ran towards Mu Xufeng.

The magnolia flowers in front of the house were in full bloom, and the wooden tables in the yard were scattered with fallen leaves, which looked like they hadn’t been cleaned for a long time.

Lian Hui ran to the cliff, and saw Jiu Shun hanging on the huge rock by the cliff, a sword filled with immortal energy stuck in the stone, tied with a colorful spirit chain, and Jiu Shun's hands were tied at the other end.

"Jiu Shun!", Lian Hui stretched out his hand to draw his sword, and shouted with his head,

Jiu Shun hung his head, his arms were sunburned and his hair was disheveled.

The clothes turned into streaks, and the welts were faintly visible all over the place, and the blood froze.

The fairy sword remained motionless, Lianhui kicked her legs on the boulder, and pulled it back with all her strength, the spiritual energy in her body poured into her arms, and the palms emitted a faint spiritual light.

"Go..." came an extremely weak voice,

Lianhui looked down and shouted, "Jiu Shun, hold on, you wait, I will ask the Palace Master to let you go."

"Go~", Jiu Shun's voice was imperceptible and low, falling into Lian Hui's ear with the wind.

Lian Hui desperately ran towards Shenxu Palace,

The Shenxu Palace, which was dreaded and feared in the past, no longer cares much about it now.

"The Palace Master is not in the Shenxu Palace, it seems to have gone to the Goddess Tomb",

Seeing Lianhui, the maid concealed her surprise and said with downcast eyes.

The tomb of the goddess is the tomb of the clothes of the moon god and the flower god, which is far away from the tomb of the gods.

Unlike the desolation and barrenness of the tomb of the gods, the tomb of the goddess is in a secluded place on the side of the mountain,

Far away, there is gurgling water, and near there are hundreds of flowers in full bloom, singing birds and fragrant flowers.

When my mother was alive, she always liked to sit on the swing under the tree by the cliff, caress the lotus in her stomach, and look at the Tomb of the Thousand Gods in the distance.

After the moon god fell, the flower god told Xian'a to bury her clothes here.

All I can say is that the Tomb of the Thousand Gods is too desolate, and the Moon God doesn't like it there.

Later, after the flower god fell, Xian'a moved the tomb of the flower god's clothes here.

Two blue hills are side by side, under a magnolia tree with luxuriant branches and leaves that has been around for thousands of years,

Facing the Tomb of the Gods in the distance, the swing next to it was lonely.

When Lianhui was a child, she often sat on a swing, pushed by her mother, laughing and screaming,

Later, after her mother passed away, she never sat on the swing again.

Xian'a stood in front of the tomb, with cakes and a jug of wine in the box beside her, with a thin figure, standing quietly, motionless.

The weeds in the two tombs have been cleaned up, and colorful wild flowers are blooming on the tombs.

Yesterday was the anniversary of her mother's death, Lian Hui stepped forward to kowtow three times respectfully in front of the Moon God's tomb.

Lian got up and walked to the tomb of the God of Flowers, Xian'a took a step aside,

Lian Hui knelt down and kowtowed three times respectfully.

"I'm willing to come back," Xian'a's voice was cold,

The mountain wind rolled over the sleeves of her silver brocade robe, flying,

Lian got up and stood side by side without looking at her, and said, "Let Jiu Shun go".

"It's her fault for letting you out of the mountains." Xian'a's voice was clear and cold,

"Besides, as I said, if you leave, there is no need for Jiushun to stay."

Lianhui clasped her hands tightly, pursed her lips, lowered her head slightly, and said,

"I, I, am a waste, as you have seen, I have no spiritual power on my body,

Even if there is, I can't make waves, and I have no intention of competing with you for the mountain."

"Even if... yes", Xian'a suddenly turned around, staring at Lianhui with sharp eyes,

Xian'a grabbed her wrist, making Lian Hui frown,

Immediately, a powerful and icy breath poured into the meridian and wandered.

The spiritual power in Lianhui's body was subconsciously gathered and resisted, this force from outside.

Xian'a's face became ugly, her brows were furrowed, she gritted her teeth and said, "You actually have spiritual power?!".

Lian Hui wanted to break free from her hand, and said anxiously,

"My spiritual power is meager, and I can't compare with you at all. As long as you let Jiu Shun go,

I swear, I will never return to the mountain of God forever!

Eternal life will cover up the godhead!

Among the three realms, only you are the Protoss!No one competes with you! ! ".

Slender and narrow eyes, cold and angry, her lips tightly pressed into a straight line, she raised her hand and flicked her sleeves,

A blast of air hit Lian Hui's face, causing her eyes to turn black, her ears to buzz, and she fell to the ground with blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.

"If you don't return to Shenshan forever, you are ashamed of the moon god, which is unfilial",

Xian'a swung her backhand, and hit Lianhui's other side of the face with force, and shouted sharply,

"It is unrighteous to strip the godhead and shame the gods",

A monstrous rage flashed in his indifferent eyes, and he raised his hand to strike again,

"What you say and do is against the teachings of the Flower God...",

Three heavy slaps made Lian Hui's cheeks red and swollen, and he spurted a mouthful of blood.

Even though Xian Ah often hit her, but she never slapped her face, now Lian Hui only feels humiliated and embarrassed,

Especially the three accusations of Xian'a made Lian Hui feel ashamed.

Lianhui was also enraged, pointing at Xian'a and cursing,

"You keep saying that the gods entrusted you to let down Aunt Hua and Mother, but how did you treat me?!".

Lianhui's two lines of tears slid down her cheeks,

"As a god, you can't tolerate me in your eyes. You have humiliated and oppressed me many times, poisoned me secretly, destroyed my spiritual power, and imprisoned me in the mountain of God.

How can you live up to Aunt Hua's teachings!

How can I be worthy of my mother's dying entrustment! ! ".

"You promised!", Lian shouted hysterically,

"When you were 15 years old, you promised in front of Aunt Hua and Mother!",

"You said you must protect Xiao Hui! Even if you lose your life, you will not hesitate!".

Lian Hui burst into tears, choked up and said, "Have you forgotten all of this? Xian Ah!".

Xian'a turned around suddenly, her back was facing Lianhui, her whole body was tense, her hands hidden in her cuffs were curled up in a posture of defense and resistance.

After a few breaths, Xian'a gradually straightened her back, turned around, her sullen and complicated eyes gradually regained her composure, looked at Lianhui, and said slowly,

"You want to leave Shenshan, I promise you, Jiushun can also be released."

"Really?!", Lianhui looked at her in disbelief, a trace of warmth flashed in her tearful eyes,

Maybe Xian'a isn't that bad to the bone.

Xian'a threw a small bottle before Lian turned around, and rolled to her feet, "Drink the Jue Ling Liquid",

Lian Hui picked up the bottle, and there was a familiar smell coming from it.

It was the smell of the medicinal soup that Yi Shui sent, her fingers were tightly gripping the bottle, and her veins were protruding.

"I know you are in Yuqing Mansion", Xian'a snorted softly,

"From then on, I will ask Yi Shui to send the medicinal soup every month. As long as you drink it honestly, I will not embarrass Jiu Shun."

Lian Hui clenched her teeth, her cheeks were bulging, the corners of her eyes were red, she looked at Xian A stubbornly,

He raised his head and drank the liquid medicine in the bottle, then threw the bottle at Xian'a's feet,

"I promise you".

The medicinal liquid entered the abdomen and spread rapidly, and the spiritual power swimming in the meridians was instantly crushed.

Lianhui snorted, her face was pale, her belly was like a knife, she barely stabilized her figure, raised her eyes to look at Xian,

"Are you satisfied, let Jiushun go."

With a move of Xian Asu's hand, the streamer flew towards the sky,

"Yishui will untie Jiushun's immortal chain",

She looked at Lianhui quietly, then turned and left.

Until Xian'a's figure disappeared in the tomb of the goddess, Lianhui couldn't hold on, and fell to the ground slumped.

Her body curled up into a ball, her forehead was full of sweat, her fingers dug into the mud, her face was buried in the grass, and she cried out in a low voice,

"Mother~ Lian'er, it hurts."

That kind of pain, in addition to the erosion of the body by the venom, also the tingling pain in the softest part of the heart,

It's the disappointment with Xian'a, the hatred for Xian'a,

This kind of hatred is destroying the good memories of the past,

That is the most precious thing that Lian Hui hides in the deepest part.

Today, those things are broken.

The poison is not fatal, the pain passes away quickly, and the healing ability of the divine body is very strong, but the pain in the heart persists for a long time.