I am the real person of Yuding

Chapter 142

"Hehehe..." Jun Ze watched the cyan figure drift away, and his eyes gradually became blurred.

There seemed to be a familiar figure walking towards him, that person smiled: "Jun Ze—"

"Call master!"

"Junze—"

"Call master!"

"Junze..."

When Axu found Junze, he was lying in a pool of blood, his consciousness was blurred, and Axu couldn't hear what he was muttering.

Qingyu's hand trembled when she stabbed past, and after that shot, she could no longer use the gun.

Therefore, he is not dead, and there is still a glimmer of life, and that glimmer should be left to the people he saved.

Qingyu walked aimlessly in the area of ​​Shang, feeling a little dazed, all the Qiang people here have become slaves, being enslaved by others, and living in a disfigured manner.

Does he know?I don't know if he is dead or not?

When I was on the other side of the river, my mind was always filled with wolves, but now that I came to this side of the river, a lot of scenery on the other side of the river filled my mind.

Qingyu suddenly had a bold idea: she wanted to go back, back to the river.

If he's still alive, tell him what she saw, and if he's dead, tell him too, what... what?Is it her repayment to him for these seven or eight years?
Qingyu didn't know how to describe this troublesome relationship, so she just thought, tell him.

"Ta Tata..."

The sound of horseshoes lingered on Jiangzhu, and once they went back and forth, three months passed quietly.

"Ahh-"

Before returning to that place, Qingyu heard the howling of wolves from afar.

What are the wolves going to do in broad daylight?
Qingyu felt a little kind when he heard the wolf howling, but inexplicably, a layer of anxiety shrouded her heart, and she couldn't help urging the horse to step up.

Seeing the mess not far away, Qingyu's heart sank a little.

Several wolves are lowering their heads and gnawing on something above the boundary where the Qiangfang people live.

The horse under the seat stopped, whined, and turned around to escape from here.

Qingyu got off the horse and approached step by step the place where she had lived for almost eight years.

A disgusting stench rushed into her nostrils, what did she see?
The corpses were all over the ground, the blood color had turned black, and nearly a hundred wolves slowly appeared in front of her eyes.

Qingyu's legs softened and she knelt down on the ground.

Several wolves noticed her and surrounded her vigilantly, not approaching her, as if they were probing for something.

Qingyu stood up unsteadily, looking for something in a pile of broken corpses.

Until two familiar and unfamiliar faces appeared in her eyes, she completely gave up. She pulled out the bone hairpin from her head and put it in the hands of the half-rotten general...

Then he looked at the corpses all over the ground, and knelt down among them again.

"tread--"

A wolf rushed over and bit Qingyu's neck...

After a while, there was another corpse in that area.

"Ahh..." (I want to eat this fresh one too.) A wolf ran to the side of Qingyu's corpse and said.

The wolf who killed Qingyu raised his head to express his reluctance to share.

Looking down again, the corpse under him has disappeared...

"Little guy, isn't it good to stay with us? Why do you like those beasts so much?"

"..."

"Come on, little guy, look what I brought you, this fruit is sweet, do you want to eat it?"

"..."

"Ah Wu, the general caught fish today and asked me to make soup for you, you should be going to thank the general, you know?"

"..."

"Ah Wu? Why... are you unwilling to say a word?"

"..."

"Ah Wu, you're growing so fast, and your clothes are too small, I'll change you up again..."

"Thank you!"

"Sorry……"

The underworld is still so dim, and the fiery sea of ​​flowers on the other side moves without wind.

"Welcome back!" Little Po Shitou leaned on the white stone, still speaking without any emotion.

Sapphire lay on the white stone, the corners of her eyes were moist.

"Does the real person like me?"

Xiao Poshitou's sudden sentence made Qingyu feel a little headache.

"Why do you ask that?" As soon as these words came out, Qingyu was stunned again, when did her tone sound so similar to that of the ghost next to her?Could it be that you come here often, so you get a little ghostly?
"Otherwise, why did you come to see me in such a hurry? This time it was 15 years ago, and the last time it was five years ago." A strange smile appeared on Xiao Poshitou's face.

"There is still the fifth life, little Po Shitou, do you know of any way to directly dispel your soul?"

"Hun Fei Po San? Dividing the soul into two is not enough? Still thinking about the soul flying away?" Little Po Shitou's tone suddenly tinged with anger.

"What do you mean? Why is the primordial spirit divided into two?" Qingyu couldn't understand Xiao Poshitou's words.

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just some old stories, I'm just talking nonsense, there are many ways to get rid of the soul, but it's a pity that the real person is a god, and he is still in the midst of calamity, so I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to get what he wants." Little Po Shitou asked with a serious look on his face. Serious Qingyu was thoughtful, and then replied patiently.

"It's so difficult for an immortal to die? I really don't understand why there are still people who want to become immortals so much."

Qingyu got up and walked towards Meng Potang again, not knowing what kind of fate would meet her in the next life?
And at this time in the Heavenly Court, in the Linghua Mansion——

Siming Xianjun was writing something in the Yingjie book, writing a sentence, then scratched his hair with a grin, and forcefully choked out another sentence.

"Snapped--"

Si Ming's writing was broken, and his pen was almost broken by his anger.

Originally, ordering was a idle job in the sky. Occasionally, a little fairy who violated the rules of heaven was demoted to the mortal world to experience calamity, so he wrote a paragraph of calamity that fits the punishment of sinful immortals in the corresponding calamity book. This operation is similar to that of ancient times. The screenwriter, who writes the life of a fairy who is going to experience calamity.

He also likes this profession quite a bit, and he can use his magical brain circuit to make the immortal doubt life if he has nothing to do.

But now, he really wished he could quit the job right away.

Yes, until he met such a wonderful person as Yuding Daoist.

You must know that one year on the ground and one day in the sky, Qingyu will finish it in only 20 days, which has brought a huge workload to Si Ming.

Si Ming almost put down everything in his hands and was rushing the script for Qingyu, oh, no, it was an opportunity to respond to the robbery.

Originally, there was no need to be so anxious. Si Ming originally planned Qingyu's first life to be over 60 years old in order to give himself more time to think about Jieyuan. Chaos, Qingyu died at the age of 16.

The second life commander set Qingyu's lifespan at 40 years old. What's outrageous is that people from Cihang Tao got involved in Qingyu's fate and became the mysterious Xiti, so Qingyu died at the age of ten. .

If it was said that there were immortals interfering in the first two lives, so the robbery was chaotic, Si Ming could still understand it, but the next three lives directly made Si Ming doubt his professional ability.

He carefully checked the fate of the robbery that he had written word by word in the Yingjie Booklet, and then stared at the Immortal Jie Mirror (where he could see the condition of the person Yingjie in the mortal world) with his eyes wide open. Literally, apart from meeting people, there are not many things that happened to Qingyu that corresponded to the robbery book.

So, is there something wrong with the book of Yingjie or the mirror of Xianjie is out of order?How can there be such a big difference?

Headache!

But the problem is not too big, seeing that the sapphire in the mortal world is not doing better than the fate in the Yingjie Book, Si Ming is relieved a lot, it is better to drive out the Yingjie Book of the next life first.

(End of this chapter)