Let you be a proton, you chase the empress of the enemy country?

Chapter 211 Danqing died, Tianyan broke all laws, and chased her husband to the crematorium
"Gu girl!"

"Are you still alive?"

Danqing's voice was full of hostility.

Xiao Liu looked at him in horror: "Danqing, how could you..."

"How come what?"

Danqing looked down at her with cold eyes: "Why didn't you listen to the leader's words and hide here privately?"

Xiao Liu kept stepping back, and the look of astonishment in his eyes became more and more serious: "Aren't you already trapped by the leader? You, how did you do it?"

"How? Ho ho ho ho..."

Danqing's laughter was suppressed and unrestrained, obviously without a fleshy body, but it seemed to come from the depths of his throat, like a mad beast.

The tip of the pen flicked twice.

It's like beckoning to the picture scroll.

Soon, the scroll that engraved Tsing Yi's self flew over automatically.

On his face painted with blood and ink, there was a look of admiration.

It's like a new student looking at his teacher.

It's also like a young boy holding a wooden sword for the first time, looking at an elder holding a real long sword.

worship.

rely.

Nostalgia.

All kinds of emotions are intertwined, but they have a very sick face.

His voice was quick and hoarse, as if he was confiding roughly: "When Master left, he didn't leave me a memory, and I know he must have been hidden by some bad guys.

I killed many people, but only found two blank scrolls and this pen.

Although Master did not call the names for me.

but I know.

This is the legacy she wants to leave me.

I am afraid!

I'm afraid of losing them.

So what to do?

I linked my physical body with these two scrolls.

I even took out my soul and refined it into the spirit of this wonderful pen.

They all said that Master had already left!

but I know.

They all lied to me!
Master did not commit suicide, but was murdered by them!

As long as I can find Master's true self, I can bring Master back into the world.

The leader thought he was extremely smart.

I thought I could do whatever I wanted by sealing it!

But how could he know how much an apprentice is willing to pay for his master?

Two paintings and one stroke, even if they are thousands of miles apart, they are all one.

No matter how strong the prison is, it can never completely cut me off! "

Xiao Liu gritted her teeth and said, "So you doubted the leader from the beginning?"

"Doubt? The word doubt has never existed in my life!"

On Xue Mohua's face, the smile became more and more ferocious: "I only know that I am the only one who can truly dedicate to Master wholeheartedly! How could I leave all my wealth and life in the hands of the Master?

Honestly!
I never doubted the leader.

after all……

He is the next successor identified by Master.

Didn't expect him to be selfish?

But so what?

Doubt or trust, what is the difference?

Ha ha ha ha……"

His smile is insane.

Xiao Liu looked terrified, as if frightened by his ferocious look, curled up on the ground trembling.

But Danqing's wonderful pen swung fiercely.

The spilled ink instantly turned into countless small prisons, imprisoning invisible things one by one.

The ink quickly infected those little things, revealing their ferocious appearance.

These are small bugs, preparing to approach Hanaso's self-picture scroll.

But all of them were stopped by Danqing.

Dan Qing looked at Xiao Liu indifferently: "Why are you still using these shady methods after so many years?"

The voice just fell.

Dan Qing Miao Pen poked at Xiao Liu again.

Xiao Liu's complexion changed drastically, a black shadow emerged from his mouth, and quickly turned into an afterimage and fled.

But she was still half a step too late.

The black worm was directly pierced by the lightning-like Danqing pen.

Falling to the ground feebly, wriggling and struggling in pain.

Seeing that he was about to die.

Danqing Miaobi also stopped.

The face painted in blood and ink looked at it indifferently: "Abolish you as a first-class worm as a warning. When I see you next time, I will definitely kill your mother worm!"

He has known this Gu Niang for a long time.

I knew it from the first day I taught.

At that time, Gu Niang was the only confidant under the leader's hands.

For me, the organization is loose, because everyone obeys the self, it is difficult to form a disciplined organization.

It's not impossible to win over.

But the price will be high.

The Gu Niang who can control the host by parasitism is the only one worth wooing.

The later Danqing and Hongchen had the same reasoning.

But Gu Niang has a perverted attachment to the leader. After Danqing settled in, he was highly valued by the leader, and this female insect was actually jealous.

During a mission, Gu Niang secretly murdered Danqing, and was killed directly by him in the end.

of course.

This is what Danqing thinks is forced killing.

Looking back now, I am afraid that the leader wanted to obtain the secret technique of Danqing's crossing the soul, and specially sent Gu Niang to do it secretly.

really interesting!
"call……"

The face painted in blood and ink let out a sigh of relief.

Immediately, he glanced at the room, and couldn't help admiring Gu Niang's methods.

The magic circle that isolates the air mechanism is well done, and it is very concealed. As long as the door can be successfully closed and soundproof symbols are pasted, no matter how strong a master is, it will be difficult to realize what is going on inside.

Under the eyes of Hanguang Sword Spirit, he can plot against Hua Chao.

Indeed only she can do it.

Also just right!
Made a wedding dress for myself!
It's just that the price is a bit high.

The end of the Dark City is indeed an independent space, secretly connecting the Dark City and the present world, and it is also the ashram of the astonishingly powerful person who created the Dark City.

It is definitely not an exaggeration to be regarded as a small world.

If there wasn't that crack, I'm afraid my physical body and soul would have been divided into two.

But even with that crack, he was almost cut off, the half at the end of the dark city couldn't get out, and the half in this world couldn't get in.

In the end, he could only abandon half of his physical body and force his spirit to break out of the blockade.

Although I can still have some contact with that half of the body, it may be difficult to get back there again.

The picture scroll space needs two scrolls to form, and one of my own murderous intentions has been abolished.

But it's all worth it!
Gu Niang has prepared everything for herself!
"very nice!"

He looked at Hua Chao in the scroll, which was the only lost relic of Master.

It was stolen by that old Taoist surnamed Bai.

just now……

Finally returned to his hands.

Master's true self seems to have been activated.

Gu Niang, a bitch, has always been good at mental hints and verbal attacks.

Only she can stimulate Hua Chao's demon seeds.

Although Hua Chao is an ordinary to vulgar woman, she is good at self-torture to the extreme. She has clearly seen the ugliness of her "dedicated sweetheart", but still believes that that person loves her.

The demon seed didn't explode at all.

It has to be the bitch Gu Niang!

Two picture scrolls hang side by side.

On one side is Hua Chao's self and ego. Although the self is not fully awakened, it is not impossible to forcibly describe it.

On the other side, the part of himself in Tsing Yi he drew contains the painstaking efforts of countless people, his own, Wu Wen's, and the leader's...

At the beginning.

He is still hesitating.

I was worried that only my own heart and soul would not be enough to fully revive Master.

But I didn't expect that the leader of the sect for me is the Mo Sage of the Mohist School!
With Sage Mo mediating among them, it is not difficult to get Wuwen's heart and soul.

Unfortunately.

The old Taoist of the Bai family and Ying Shisan did not get the hard work.

These five people are the five closest to Tsing Yi.

But Danqing is not close to the strength of the old Bai family, even if the latter is already paralyzed in bed.

As for Ying Shisan.

Dan Qing originally had a chance, if Hong Chen could take those people down, it would not be impossible for him to come to Ying Shisan directly.

But I didn't expect that the conflict at the end of the dark city would be so intense. Ying Wuji used the secret trick of the mirror to counter-control the world of mortals. Not to mention Ying Shisan's painstaking efforts, even he almost fell there.

Without the painstaking efforts of these two people, Tsing Yi's self was emptied a lot.

But that's okay.

Because the self drawn with the painstaking efforts of others has a large error.

As long as the id is fused with the id, the id can make corrections.

This missing part will indeed have a considerable impact.

But at the same time, it can also weaken the bond between Tsing Yi, the old Taoist of the Bai family and Ying Shisan.

It's not all bad.

"Now……"

Dan Qing looked at Hua Chao's true self with an extremely fanatical expression.

He once took out his heart and soul from Tsing Yi's corpse, but he couldn't draw Tsing Yi's true self.

At that time, he knew that Master must have drawn an original self by himself.

The technique of Danqing.

It is the basis of the art of reincarnation.

a me.

It is impossible to have two copies at the same time.

but now……

enough!
The Danqing Miaobi vibrated, and all the blood from the nib of the pen was shaken out. This is the blood of Xiaoliu and Gu Niang, and it is not worthy to defile the true self of my master.

The barrel turns.

Strands of fresh blood poured into the nib from the inner groove of the pen barrel.

This is the painstaking effort of Tsing Yi that he has cherished for many years.

The tip of the pen moved slowly over the scroll, and the demon seed lit up [-]% of the hidden self.

The remaining [-]% will be forcibly traced by me!
As long as the tracing is successful, the part of me can be cut out and embedded in Tsing Yi's self.

As such.

Tsing Yi will be able to come to the world again.

With Tsing Yi's painstaking efforts, how could it fail to describe Tsing Yi's true self?

But the moment when the pen is really written.

Danqing Miaobi was shocked suddenly, as if it felt a strong resistance.

A trembling panic hit him from the depths of his heart.

this resistance.

Should not be!

Danqing was in a hurry.

The mana tracing of the whole body was stimulated.

But still not a drop of blood ink can be traced.

"what happened!"

"Draw it!"

Danqing's voice is shrill, but there are things on the canvas no matter what.

Mana poured.

But there is no way to describe the last trace.

He is going crazy.

Obviously everything has been arranged.

Why can't it go on at this last step?
In desperation, Danqing even burned his soul.

But it doesn't matter how his soul burns.

Still can't make any progress.

"impossible!"

"impossible!"

Xue Mohua's face has been distorted like a ghost.

He had managed to escape death after so long planning, but he was going to fall at the last step.

He's going insane.

The soul and mana burned wildly, and the terrifying waves hit the scroll one after another, but they couldn't have any impact on the last [-]% of the lines of the self.

Danqing understands.

His Danqing technique has been pushed to the extreme.

It is impossible for anyone's id to resist such a description.

But the painting in front of him blocked it.

The answer is self-evident.

This is the remaining method of reincarnation left by Tsing Yi, and it is also her path to sainthood.

Only the seal set by Tsing Yi can make him feel helpless.

Maybe……

Master really committed suicide?

As soon as this idea came out of Danqing's mind, it began to spread wildly.

But not only did it not calm him down.

Instead, it made him even more insane.

"impossible!"

"It doesn't make sense!"

"Master! You can't commit suicide!"

"Master, come out and answer me yourself!"

Waves of burning soul and mana poured out into the picture scroll, but it was like waves hitting a rock, unable to do anything to it at all.

The blood ink grimace became more and more ferocious.

But the look is more ferocious.

The paler the blood.

He was close to the point where he ran out of fuel.

slowly.

The pen is trembling.

But he never gave up.

At this moment, the picture scroll changed.

But before Danqing had time to rejoice, he found that the people in the painting seemed to come to life.

The nib of the pen was held by a white and slender hand, and a living person just walked out of the scroll.

Hua Chao's expression was in a trance, his eyes full of sadness.

She looked at the blood-ink grimace, and her voice was extremely indifferent: "Shut up, senior Tsing Yi is already dead, except for that sealed-up great supernatural power. I am completely another person, a useless hypocritical waste."

"impossible!"

Danqing's voice was shrill: "You lied to me!"

He desperately wanted to draw out the wonderful pen of Danqing, wanting to end Hua Chao with one blow, and he did not allow his master to become such a person.

But how hard he is.

Danqing's wonderful brushes are as motionless as if embedded in Huachao's hand.

That hand was obviously very weak.

But he couldn't do anything about it.

Hua Chao turned around and pointed to the blank scroll: "Senior Tsing Yi still has the last trace of consciousness left, so if you want to ask anything, just ask!"

As he said that, he let go of the Danqing Miaobi.

The blood-ink ghost's face was dazed for a while, and he looked at the blank scroll again, with a trace of fear in his eyes.

Feeling timid near the teacher.

Maybe that's how it feels.

But he still urged the little mana left, and controlled the Danqing Miaobi to fly over.

He hesitated for a long time.

He wrote the first question on the blank scroll: Master!Am I wrong?
Two words quickly sprang out from under the question: Wrong.

Danqing wrote again: But you were willing to teach me the art of reincarnation.

Answer: Because I see the desire for prosperity in your eyes.

Danqing Miaobi asked again: Then why didn't you teach half of it?

Answer: Because the desire for a prosperous world is all tied to one person, once you are like this, even if I am really the one who created the prosperous world, you are completely wrong.

The Danqing wonderful pen hovers.

It seems to be stunned for a long time.

finally.

Trembling, I wrote down the last question: Master!Can I see you one last time?

It stands before the scroll.

It seems to stop and look forward to.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no new answer.

The question is blank below.

It was filled with disappointment.

The expression on the blood ink ghost's face froze, and the emotion of anticipation slowly disappeared, and when it disappeared, there was only endless silence left.

The vitality has not dissipated.

But has lost the desire to survive.

He seemed to have returned to that winter covered with snow, his body was stiff and he had lost all desire to survive.

Just different.

At that time, Master picked him out of the snow.

But this time, no one will help him escape from the snow cave.

"So be it!"

The blood-ink grimace slowly dissipated.

Just before dissipating, he saw Hua Chao who also had no life in his eyes.

Until now, he still doesn't understand why the master reduced and modified his self into such a waste.

But he vaguely remembered that the old Taoist of the Bai family once said that these are a pair of eyes left by the master, a pair of ordinary eyes that can see the prosperity of the world.

once.

He hated those eyes so much.

But at this last moment, he wanted to treat these eyes kindly, after all, this is the only thing Master left in this world.

Shake away all the blood on the nib.

He flicked it lightly.

A ray of divine soul that was too weak to be weaker flew out.

Gently attached to Hua Chao's eyebrows.

This is the last ray of his natal soul, and it can also be regarded as the tool spirit of the two scrolls and one pen.

now.

It's a confession.

But how much success he could exert, he didn't have the slightest hope.

Because he never had the slightest hope for Hua Chao.

The reason for this.

Just because he hoped that the last thing in his life would not disappoint Master.

Even if the master is no longer there.

He didn't want to be a traitor either.

"Ok?"

Hua Chao looked up in a daze, only to find that several scrolls and a pen had all fallen on the ground.

Invisibly.

She felt that these things seemed to recognize the Lord.

At the same time, another memory flooded into my mind.

End of night?

Her body stiffened quickly, because in this memory, she saw Ying Wuji.

Wuji, he... was trapped?

This turned into the inside, as if hiding the last crack.

In other words, only I can rescue them?

Can I do it?
A ray of worry was born in my heart.

But just for a moment, there was a terrifying hostility gushing out because of this name.

This kind of hostility.

Drive her almost crazy.

He just wanted to tear up the painting now, completely cutting off Ying Wuji's desire to come back.

What Xiao Liu said just now kept echoing in his ears.

The voice was extremely shrill, and every reverberation almost broke her fragile nerves.

She stood up tremblingly.

Try to communicate the picture scroll with your mind.

Just a thought.

The picture scroll flew up.

Just now, the huge power of mana and soul burning have been integrated into her self.

As long as she wants, she can open this gap through two paintings at any time.

At the same time, it only takes one thought to completely abandon this crack.

Memories of the past kept popping up in her mind.

Waves of hostility beat against her fragile heartstrings like raging waves.

She is shaking.

Still trembling, he poured the energy he picked up just now into the picture scroll, trying to wake up another picture scroll through the crack.

no matter what.

Let Ying Wuji come back first!

But it was also at this moment.

But she found that her energy was not in control at all.

She panicked.

Crazy like to mobilize the energy that melts into the id.

But it doesn't move at all.

The more she tried, the more hostility in her heart grew.

She was going mad with pain.

Also at this time.

"Squeak!"

Someone pushed in the door.

Hua Chao turned her head and saw people standing outside the door.

Bai Yi.

Aunt Sword Spirit.

Preface to Wu Shuang.

There is also Zhao Ning, who is rumored to be in a coma.

Everyone's face was full of worry.

She was a little embarrassed, a little scared, her lips were trembling, and she didn't know how to explain the scene in front of her.

Wu Shuangxu's expression was extremely calm.

He just leaned over and picked up the half-dead Gu Niang first-class worms and put them into the jade bottle.

Then he looked at Hua Chao, smiled slightly, and said, "All your power comes from your own self, but now you are doing things that are contrary to your self, how can you do it?"

Hua Chao's tone was a little eager: "Then how can I do it?"

Wu Shuangxu didn't answer: "Now you should want Ying Wuji to die, why did you save him again?"

"me……"

Hua Chao didn't know how to answer, she didn't know what happened.

But looking at the eyes of these people, you can tell that the situation in this house must have been known to them.

She bit her lip.

His expression was in extreme pain.

a long time.

She took a deep breath and said with a painful expression: "I don't know, tell me how to do it!"

Wu Shuangxu couldn't help showing a smile on the corner of his mouth.

She turned around.

He rushed outside and waved.

Called softly: "Come here!"

Hua Zhao looked in the direction she was looking at, and saw a familiar figure walking slowly.

Those eyebrows.

That smile.

"mother!"

In a daze, she subconsciously called out.

But soon she realized something was wrong, the woman in front of her was too young.

"Miss Wanqiu?"

Just looking at each other for a moment.

Her emotions were almost out of control.

Xiaoliu's words just now reappeared in his ears.

"Miss! You are exactly the same as your mother! She was abandoned by a heartless person under the pretext of being an underworld. You are also repeating the same mistakes! It's really sad!"

"He will continue to protect you. Just like Xiang Ye protects your mother and daughter. But so what? I just don't want my plaything to be touched by others!"

The mood that had just stabilized had a tendency to collapse in the blink of an eye.

Wu Shuangxu coughed lightly.

He winked at everyone.

Although everyone was worried, they still left the room with her.

Wu Shuangxu gently closed the door, leaving this space to the "mother and daughter".

The moment I saw Hua Wanqiu.

Hua Chao's emotions were only agitated for a moment, and soon fell down again, forcing a smile: "Miss Wanqiu, why are you here?"

Seeing that she was not in a good mood, Hua Wanqiu couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled: "I'm here this time, maybe I can help you solve some confusion..."

"Why are you?"

When Hua Chao heard this sentence, he suddenly seemed to be stressed.

Just now her mood was ups and downs, but after it subsided, she had become a little calmer due to fatigue.

But she is not stupid.

When Wu Shuangxu opened the door and came in.

She vaguely guessed that there must be another exquisite design by the Patriarch of the Bai family.

This Hua Wanqiu must have been found by Miss Wu.

but……

Why did they bring Hua Wanqiu here?
Hua Chao's hostility, which he had barely calmed down, was suddenly aroused again, his eyes were red and he gritted his teeth: "Do you know my situation? You have my mother's appearance, and you also have part of my mother's memory! You are just the one in Luo Xiang's memory. Man, you are not my mother, why can you help me solve my confusion."

Hear this.

Hua Wanqiu's expression was a little sad, she bit her lips tightly: "You're right, I'm not..."

Hua Chao couldn't bear it, and hurriedly turned her back to wipe away her tears: "I'm sorry, I was too excited, I shouldn't have said such a thing."

"Hey……"

Hua Wanqiu sighed softly, gently held Hua Chao's shoulders, and turned her body around.

His eyes are a little cautious.

But nothing can stop the kindness inside.

She couldn't help showing a smile on her face: "Sure enough, she is still a kind little girl."

Hua Chao's body froze, and he didn't know whether he should be angry because of her actions.

Hua Wanqiu turned around, looked at the portrait of the Tsing Yi painted with mysterious patterns, and said in a calm tone: "I am not your mother, I am not as decisive as your mother, and I am not as miserable as your mother, I am not even sure I am Not a real person."

Hua Chao hurriedly explained: "I didn't mean that..."

"You don't need to comfort me."

Hua Wanqiu smiled: "Actually, when I knew about this incident, I also complained in my heart for a long time, but when I think about it, what's the point? Brother Yan has always been a hero in my heart, and he still takes care of me in every possible way, even if This care is actually for your mother, but so what? That's enough!

Miss Wu just told me.

She doesn't understand Danqing Crossing Soul, and she is not sure if I am a complete person.

But actually I don't care.

In fact, I am very grateful to Danqing, he let me have your mother's appearance and memories of your mother.

Although I don't have the identity of your mother, I can enjoy the happiness that your mother has never experienced.

You didn't treat me like a mother.

But you are kind enough not to hate me for it.

I am very satisfied to be able to look at you from afar.

I...don't want to watch you suffer. "

Hua Chao felt a little stuffy in his chest: "I can understand your feelings, but I also hope you can respect me. After all, you are just a thought in Luo Xiang's heart. Anyone can persuade me about this matter, but not you!"

"may be!"

Hua Wanqiu looked a little sad, but she still smiled and said: "However, Miss Wu told me that his master said that although the Danqing Crossing Soul will be affected by other people's efforts, when drawing, it will extract as much impurities as possible. No matter what the thoughts are, the real memory will not be tampered with."

when she speaks.

Put your hand on Hua Chao's palm.

Hua Chao was stunned for a moment: "You, what do you mean?"

Hua Wanqiu smiled: "I shouldn't have existed in this world. This year is my favorite gift. I can't let it go in vain, so I have a gift for you before I leave."

"you……"

Hua Chao was a little puzzled, and wanted to say something, but found that Hua Wanqiu's body was already burning with flames.

It is obviously a body of flesh and blood, but when it burns, it burns like paper.

The flames are bright.

But not scorching.

Only a slight warmth.

There was no pain on Hua Wanqiu's face, only a loving and warm smile, like looking at a young child.

In a daze, Hua Chao seemed to see his mother clearly.

When I was young.

This is the look.

Flames come and go as quickly as they come.

She didn't even have time to stop, Hua Wanqiu disappeared before her eyes.

Only wisps of warm current were left between her brows.

A series of memories appeared in her mind out of thin air, which seemed extremely real.

Memory has many acts.

But in every scene there will be two young people, a man and a woman.

There is no angry horse and fresh clothes, but there is a youthful spirit.

Dressed in coarse linen, she is still as beautiful as jade.

The day we first met was under the willow tree in spring.

The girl was lazily doing laundry by the river, put down the hammer, played a flute, and after picking up the flute, she saw that handsome scholar under Liuxia peeking at her.

A few jokes.

One to two to go.

The two became acquainted.

The scholar is under the tutelage of a down-and-out aristocrat. Although he is full of talents, he has nowhere to display his ambitions.

The young girl liked his talent and ambition, so she secretly asked a matchmaker to persuade the scholar to propose marriage.

The scholar is very disturbed.

But he still brought the only hen in the family who laid eggs to the door to propose marriage.

Although the life of the newlyweds is poor, they are very happy.

Until that year the plague of locusts.

The village was full of starvation and many people died.

Fortunately, the young couple are in good health and barely survived.

Since when.

The scholar did physical work.

Do what you can do with money.

People are much stronger.

There have also been a lot of vicissitudes.

That day he handed over all the family property he had saved to his wife, saying that he wanted to go to Jiangchengbo, the capital of the country, as a way out.

The wife was unwilling in every possible way, until she heard the words from his mouth: the future is uncertain, but as long as there is a place to stand, it will shelter all suffering beings in the world.

The wife hesitated for a moment.

agreed.

Take out half of the family property as money, and bid farewell to her husband.

It was snowing that day.

In the vast snow.

One person stopped and watched off the others.

Go forward alone, look back three steps.

There is a gap in memory.

In the blink of an eye, several years later.

The memory afterwards was roughly the same as what Ying Wuji recounted.

But there is a slight difference.

Luo Yan did not drive away the mother and daughter, but tried her best to keep them.

In the courtyard where the couple met for the last time in their lives.

The little daughter was sent to a neighbor's house to be looked after.

Luo Yan was reluctant to give up: "Qing Yu is just hot-tempered, but she is actually an extremely kind person. As long as I persuade you for a few more days, she will definitely agree with you to stay. Wan Qiu, don't go..."

Hua Wanqiu asked: "Does she love you?"

"Probably love."

"Then do you love her?"

"I just regard her as my wife, not..."

"Then do you still remember your ideal?"

"of course I remember!"

"And does she support your ambition?"

"support……"

"call!"

Hua Wanqiu took several deep breaths, and asked with a trembling voice: "If I were there, would she still be able to persuade the Wei family to fully support you?"

Luo Yan opened his mouth, but didn't speak, and was speechless.

Hua Wanqiu wiped away her tears: "Treat her well, you are lucky to meet her! I'm leaving, not because I hate you. Yan, go realize your ambitions, Quwo from the year before last... died A lot of people were killed."

"But if you don't leave, I can still do this."

"Don't be stupid, it's impossible! Now only the Wei family has the ability to help you. Even if you have other women, they can only be women from the Wei family. Go, go to the hero of the world."

"I, I don't want to be the hero of the world anymore, I just want you to stay... No! I will go home with you."

"Snapped!"

A slap fell.

Hua Wanqiu's voice was trembling: "If you give up now, do you feel sorry for our mothers who have been lost for so many years?"

The husband and wife looked at each other for a long time, and there was no more words.

All that's left is to cry.

finally.

Hua Wanqiu left anyway.

three days later.

Someone delivered the letter she left to Luo Yan.

There is only one sentence on it: When you are in power and a word can save tens of millions of people, I will tell my daughter that her father is a hero.

Memory so far.

Hua Chao sat on the ground slumped.

These are things she didn't know before.

Now she suddenly remembered.

When I mentioned my father, my mother never said a bad word, she just explained that he was not a bad person, and it was not the father who abandoned the mother and daughter, but the mother and daughter left by themselves.

Said many times.

But she never believed it.

I just paranoidly think that this is just my mother's excuse to the heartbreaker.

When my mother was dying of serious illness, she had a high fever and kept talking nonsense, repeating: It's not that he doesn't come to see us, it's that mother doesn't let him come.Your father is not a heartless person who abandoned his wife and daughter, but a hero to the world.

"Why didn't I believe it once?"

Hua Chao felt a throbbing pain in his heart.

She thought about the past.

I thought of the happy news that came from Xindi these days.

a time.

Ashamed.

She wiped away the tears from her face.

But it was soon wet with new tears.

She stood up tremblingly, and muttered blankly: "Is the world a hero?"

I don't know when.

She picked up the scroll.

……

Outside.

Zhao Ning supported his weak body and looked at Wu Shuangxu: "Miss Wu, can this really save Wuji?"

In fact, she had already woken up.

But the physical and mental state is too poor, and must rest.

But I never thought that the news from Eunuch Cao said that the end of the dark city might have been closed.

If someone is inside, it may take decades to figure it out.

She didn't know whether Ying Wuji was inside or not.

But if he is not there, with Ying Wuji's means, at least he can return safely, right?

In desperation, she found Wu Shuangxu, her senior sister from the same school.

But he never thought about it, but was brought here by Wu Shuangxu.

Wu Shuangxu shook his head uncertainly: "Master said that the world is impermanent, but there is a definite plan in the dark. You and I have already done what we can, so let's obey the fate!"

Zhao Ning was silent.

For this master, she has always been in awe.

Who would have thought that so many old events would be entangled in this small bookstore?

Hua Wanqiu was born because of Danqing.

But because Wu Shuangxu completely escaped Danqing's control.

I have indeed tried my best.

But the three words "obey the destiny".

It will only make her more worried.

She couldn't live without Ying Wuji.

Just like the future Li country cannot live without Dali Academy.

So she looked at Wu Shuangxu again.

Wu Shuangxu could understand her worry, so she took out a letter from her bosom: "I don't know more about other things. This is a letter from Senior Tsing Yi to Master. I only have so much left."

Zhao Ning quickly opened the letter.

I saw that the handwriting on it was chic and eclectic.

"Brother Bai and my friend, seeing words is like meeting each other.

It has been seven years since we parted in the past. Brother Jinyu's kind words, I always think about them, and I can't sleep at night.

The path of my sage has gone astray, and the life of one person is, after all, the next choice.

Now my soldiers are out, and I have one thing to ask.

Brother Wang used Tianyan magical technique to choose a common fate for my masterpiece.

The law of reincarnation has been drawn in this painting.

If you use ordinary eyes, you can still see the wonders of the world.

Then prosperity can be expected.

Tsing Yi must write! "

Zhao Ning thought for a while, this technique of Tianyan is the supernatural power determined by the Taoist school, and the Qi Wang technique that Han Juan learned is the method of observing the general situation derived from this supernatural power.

Dao is full at fifty, but Tianyan is at forty-nine.It can't always be perfect, but there is always a glimmer of life.

only……

Can this lifeline really be seized?

Just when she was worried.

Suddenly there was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground in the room.

Everyone's expressions changed, and they hurriedly opened the door and entered, only to find that Hua Chao had passed out on the ground, holding the Danqing Miaobi tightly in his hand.

And that picture scroll is already hanging in mid-air.

The ego in Tsing Yi above has long since disappeared.

But there was an extra black thing.

It's just like……

a crack?
……

The end of the night.

Everyone stared at the picture scroll spread on the ground, and couldn't help but look at each other, not knowing what happened.

Someone thought Danqing had already run away, and beat the floor angrily.

Some clamored for Ying Wuji to act quickly and destroy the self-rule.

Some even wanted to tear the scroll to vent their anger.

But Ying Wuji stopped him.

He thought hard, thinking about what kind of method he could come up with to trick Ji Dong, an old cunt, over here.

Several parties count as a lot of thieves.

There are also omissions.

He really didn't expect it.

In the end, I was the one who lost the most.

But as long as his incarnation outside the body can be activated, it may not be impossible to save him.

But...it's really difficult.

a time.

This group of strong soldiers who are enough to make the world tremble when they are taken out are like full-fledged wives.

In despair, anyone becomes a mob.

The madness is getting stronger and stronger, and if you don't restrain it, there may be an internal fight.

And this time.

Mi Xingli finally came to her senses and jumped down from the sky.

Seeing that the crowd stopped fighting, he immediately smiled, and came up and punched Ying Wuji's shoulder with his fist: "Yes! You really turned hostility into friendship?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized that the atmosphere was not right.

Couldn't help asking: "Hey! Could it be..."

Ying Wuji twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing an ugly smile.

The corner of Mi Xingli's mouth twitched: "It's broken! Could it be that I will accompany you to die alone in the end?"

Ying Wuji pointed to a group of people: "Aren't there still so many people here?"

Mi Xingli's complexion changed: "No way! They are all a bit old and not good-looking. You have to be pure love, and don't have those perverted thoughts!"

Ying Wuji: "???"

He felt something was wrong, so he couldn't help asking: "You don't seem to be nervous at all, did you realize something?"

Mi Xingli chuckled: "I took the time to comprehend part of the Tianyan magic, and only learned the superficial superficial, but I also took part in this trip."

Ying Wuji asked, "What?"

Mi Xingli bumped Ying Wuji's arm: "Turn danger into good fortune!"

Ying Wuji looked down slightly and glanced at her.

so rich.

It should be able to turn luck, right?

He asked: "How to turn luck?"

Mi Xingli spread her hands: "How would I know this?"

The voice just fell.

The picture scroll on the ground protruded out of thin air.

On the scroll, there is a black thing.

It looks like...a crack.

Everyone looked at each other.

Ying Wuji reacted very quickly, just now when he heard that the guitar was going to be turned into a guitar, he began to quietly brew it. Seeing this change, Jedi Tiantong immediately sent out, calming down everyone except Shisan Ye and Mi Xingli.

Then he pushed the two of them in one after another: "You guys go first!"

I followed closely behind.

In the sky, the phantom phantom of me soon heard the cry of pain.

"Come one by one!"

"The seam isn't that big."

"support……"

"It's going to break!"

……

After Ying Wuji stepped out of the scroll, he forcibly rolled up the scroll with his backhand.

There were many people in the room, but Mi Xingli and Master Shisan were invited out.

"Ning'er?"

"Senior Sword Spirit?"

"Wu Qianhu?"

Wu Shuangxu corrected, "It's the commander Wu."

Zhao Ning's eyes were already red beyond words, seeing Ying Wuji coming out, he couldn't help but threw himself into her arms.

These days.

She worried to death.

Yinshan Anyi was victorious on both sides.

The whereabouts of her husband and the greatest hero are unknown.

No one knew how guilty she was.

No one knows what kind of torment she endured.

Ying Wuji hugged her tightly, feeling an unreal sense of happiness.

In the last moment, he was still in a difficult situation and was incapable of fury.

The next moment I returned home, the beautiful woman was in my arms.

What is this situation?

He couldn't help asking: "How did I get out?"

Only then did Zhao Ning realize something was wrong, and quickly broke free from his arms.

Pointing to Hua Chao who just woke up from a coma on the bed, and Bai Yi who was taking care of her.

Hua Chaogang's demon species broke out.

But he endured all the bad emotions and rescued Ying Wuji.

No matter from what point of view, I should take care of her emotions. The behavior just now has touched her most vulnerable place, right?
Just a little weird.

Hua Chao's expression was a little sad, but there was no hatred or sorrow.

Ying Wuji still didn't understand what happened, but he seemed to read something from Hua Chao's eyes.

He stepped forward slowly, as if testing.

Fortunately, Hua Chao didn't avoid his gaze, but raised his head to meet him.

Eyes are red.

His face showed shame and a hint of timidity.

This look is very complicated.

Ying Wuji seemed to be able to sum it up in three words: Please hug me.

He sat on the bed and held her in his arms without asking any questions.

Hua Chao didn't struggle, just leaned on his shoulders.

Tears rained down.

For a long time.

She said cautiously: "I want to go home, can I go back?"

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