Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 598 - Meeting You Again in the Season of Falling Blossoms
At this time, Meng Po, who was in the fire of the red lotus, was curling up into a ball in pain, and every life in the eternal love calamity appeared before her eyes one by one.

Accompanied by the ravages of the red lotus karmic fire, her whole body seemed to be burnt to shattered pieces of porcelain, chapped into countless pieces, and those pieces seemed to be drawn by some mysterious force, and fled towards the pool of reincarnation.

She seemed to have been sucked out of her last ounce of strength. As expected, this third soul gathering was punished by heaven, but it still ended in failure.

"Qin Yin~" she murmured subconsciously before she lost consciousness.

15 million years ago.

On Liangwang Peak, a woman in black clothes is performing oracle bone divination to spy on the secrets of heaven.This method is a heaven-defying magic method, so at this time, her whole body is suppressed by the powerful spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

It seemed that she was shocked and astonished by the content of the divination. She was restless, and the spiritual power in her body suddenly surged, and her face turned pale.

"puff!"

In the end, she couldn't hold back the crushing force of the spiritual energy, and vomited out a mouthful of blood.There was the sound of calm and calm footsteps outside the house.

"Meng Yong, I'm back."

"Husband, you are back!"

She hurriedly wiped away the blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, put on a peaceful smile and turned to greet him.

"Tomorrow, I will usher in the Purple Thunder Tribulation. If I survive it successfully, I will become an immortal and gain enlightenment."

"That's great, husband, I knew you could do it!"

She looked at Qin Yin with joy on her face, but the smile in the corner of her eyes did not reach her eyes, because she knew that if there was no special opportunity tomorrow, Qin Yin would definitely fail in crossing the catastrophe. This was his destined ending - destiny.

The Meng family of Yunmengze has been the strongest fortune teller in the mainland for generations. They can spy on the secrets of the sky.

The bloodlines of the fortune-telling clan are not blessed by heaven, and they will never be able to prosper.

The most taboo thing for practitioners is to reveal to others the time when they became immortals and where they crossed the catastrophe. But as a husband and wife, Qin Yin naturally told her all these life-and-death secrets.

"The day after tomorrow is also a big day for me to overcome the tribulation, I just wanted to tell you."

She hugged Qin Yin's waist, deliberately avoiding his eyes, not wanting him to see her heartbroken eyes at this moment.

"This is really great news. I wanted to tell you just now."

"Say you want to forcibly suppress the realm so that Zilei Jie will not lead you to become immortal?"

She nodded Qin Yin's forehead dotingly, and said all the words in his heart.Seeing that his little thoughts were guessed by his wife every time, Qin Yin suddenly burst out laughing.

In fact, Meng Yong did not deceive Qin Yin. The day after tomorrow is indeed the day when she will cross the catastrophe. According to divination, there is only one person who will succeed in crossing the catastrophe tomorrow, but it is not Qin Yin.It was Sikong Que, the Demon Lord of Liangwang Peak.

And tomorrow is Qin Yin's death day, he will be struck by purple thunder and fall into the six realms of reincarnation.

The luck of the heaven and earth is limited, and it is impossible for two venerables to ascend at the same time on the same day, unless the venerable who should have ascended is deprived of luck.Then use the technique of deceiving the heavens to confuse the checks and balances of the heavens, so that people who should not have ascended to heaven defy the heavens and become immortals.

But the culprit who went against the way of heaven will be punished by the heavens, and he will live forever and suffer all the pain of being scattered. At the same time, the catastrophe suffered by those who should not ascend will also be transferred to the culprit.

At night, Meng Yong clings to Qin Yin for a whole night, and while he is asleep, he falls into a coma with a trick.

On Liangwang Peak, a man in black clothes sat cross-legged by the lotus pond, watching the colorful falling flowers, his thoughts were full of thoughts.

"You're finally here~"

"You knew I was coming?"

The man nodded, and a sad smile appeared on his face.

"I'm going to ascend tomorrow in response to the robbery. I thought maybe you would come to say goodbye, but I didn't expect you to actually appear here. Maybe this is because I can't forget it, and there must be echoes."

Meng Yong bit his lip. If he knew the real purpose of her trip, he wondered if he would still smile so calmly.

"I have predicted that the last calamity of your ascension to Taoism is the calamity of love. And I am your calamity."

"Tomorrow is also the time for my husband Qin Yin to cross the catastrophe."

There was an unknown light in the man's dark eyes, and after a long time, he spoke again.

"Meng Yong, come here."

The smile on the face of the man in black was even wider, and he opened his arms to Meng Yong, who was in red like fire.

"If you really want to die, it's better to die in your hands!"

"Let me hug you one last time, after that, my fate belongs to you!"

The almost bewitching oath rang in his ears, he is the most powerful Mozun in this continent, as long as he is willing, he can crush her to death with just a single finger.

She came here tonight with the determination to die with Sikong Que.Now he was willing to give up his ascension so easily.How can you tell her not to be moved?

But there is no choice in the way of ascension, either ascend to the Tao, or fall into the mortal world.Qin Yin is the charm of the transformation of the aura of heaven and earth. If he fails to ascend, he can only disappear in smoke and return to the space between heaven and earth again, turning into nothingness.

He can't fail!Never fail!

Let her suffer this crime against God's will!
"If there is an afterlife, give me another chance, okay?"

Meng Yong struggled, and finally the endless pain turned into a sigh.

"Hey... I don't blame you, and I never regret loving you, Sikong Que."

"So, that's fine..."

He took Meng Yong into his arms with a light smile, and when Meng Yong was struggling, Sikong Que's painful muffled sound came suddenly.

"Sikong Que!"

The black-clothed man in front of him instantly shattered into countless black feathers, and those feathers seemed to have vitality, and they all fled towards the depths of the netherworld.

"I know you can't do it, so I'll do it myself, Meng Yong, I love you forever and ever..."

The man's voice was ethereal, as if passing through countless time and space and gradually disappearing in the night wind, as if what happened just now was just Nankey Yimeng.

When Meng Yong came to his senses, a black feather dangled and floated down to her palm. The moment the feather touched the fingertips, it emitted a dazzling light, which then penetrated into the fingertips and disappeared.

He is a descendant of the Golden Crow, even if he fell, it would be so earth-shattering, the ground within a hundred miles was shaken at this time, and it was just a bright starry sky, but now it has been caught in a violent storm of lightning, thunder, and torrential rain.

An inner alchemy with faint blue light was floating in mid-air. This was the inner alchemy of the primordial spirit bearing the imprint of Sikong Que, which condensed his lifelong cultivation.

When the demon king fell, his inner alchemy must have attracted countless strong and powerful people to scramble frantically. Just when she was about to escape, a black cloak full of spiritual power floated in front of her.

He actually prepared such a detailed way for her to escape. She is very familiar with this cloak. It is one of Sikong Que's natal artifacts, but it is a small world of its own. No one can peek into it when wearing this cloak. Break her whereabouts.

After returning to the cave, Qin Yin was still in a deep sleep, she hurriedly took out the inner alchemy, and gave Qin Yin the inner alchemy...

"Husband, get up quickly, today is your big day, let's set off early, and I will set up an enchantment on Mount Buzhou to protect you!"

"Meng Yong, tomorrow is your day to cross the catastrophe. Don't worry about being a husband. I feel that my internal strength seems to have improved again. It is no problem to succeed in crossing the catastrophe."

"Prepare well, my husband is waiting for your triumphant return in the upper realm!"

"it is good…"

……

Unexpectedly, the process of crossing the catastrophe was easier than imagined. At this time, Qin Yin was very happy to see the fairy steps protruding from the sky. The fairy steps were surrounded by fairy mist, and there were hundreds of birds competing to welcome them.

It would be great if Meng Yong was by his side at this time, Qin Yin couldn't help but daydream, and immediately stepped on the fairy steps towards the heaven.

But outside the barrier at this time, terrifying purple-red lightning tore through the sky, as if it wanted to destroy everything.

Meng Yong, who was ashen-faced, sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain. He opened his eyes slowly when he couldn't feel Qin Yin's aura at all. At this time, those purple thunders really showed their ferocious and terrifying side.

"Boom!!"

Accompanied by the roaring thunder, several purple lightning bolts flew towards Meng Yong. She subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but found that her whole body seemed to be surrounded by invisible barriers, making her unable to move.

God's punishment finally showed the tip of the iceberg at this moment, but it was enough to make her die...

The soul-devouring pain that Zi Lei landed on her body was still vivid in her mind. She opened her eyes in horror, and what she saw was a dead and illusory darkness.

After experiencing the Zilei Tribulation, she did not disappear, but was left with a hollow body without a soul. Her soul had to fulfill Sikong Que's love calamity when he crossed the Tribulation, and it would be ten thousand times more tragic.

At that time, the chaos was first opened, and the Three Realms were first established. By chance, Sikong Que became the first Underworld Lord, and she, under Sikong Que's care, was able to survive and become the first Meng Po in Huangquan.

During this time, she deliberately avoided Qin Yin everywhere, making him think that she had failed in crossing the catastrophe and fell into the mortal world, but he didn't expect that Qin Yin would become a love-loving old man in the world of mortals, and for thousands of years, he had tirelessly collected her for her. remnant soul.

"what!!!"

Even if she had experienced the soul-devouring pain of the Red Lotus Karma, it would still be heart-piercing and unbearable to experience it again.

As the last fragments of the remnant soul flew out of the body, those red lotus karmic fires were extinguished in an instant, and a stunning woman with a cool temperament was currently wrapped in a dark and black underworld clothing unique to the underworld.

She conjured up a bronze mirror, looked at the slim figure in the mirror, and stretched out her white wrist with some reluctance. The moment she stretched out her hand, her originally beautiful cheeks aged rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When her wrinkled hand touched the wrinkled old cheek, she smashed the bronze mirror angrily.

"Meng Yong~"

There was a voice from behind who cared about Wannian, and immediately she was surrounded by people from behind, and her originally stooped back drooped even more.

"Let go!"

"How long do you want to hide from me?"

"If I knew that my road to immortality was paved with your blood, I would rather fall and return to the world."

Her struggling body suddenly froze, and then she hugged her head in pain and cried loudly.

"I don't regret it, I just owe Sikong Que too much, I just don't want to face you with this soulless body, can you leave me the last bit of dignity?"

Qin Yin walked around in front of Meng Yong, supported her cheek with both hands, and immediately kissed her deeply.

"I know what you mind, wait for me, I'll be able to make myself good enough to match you right away."

He clasped his hands together, and as he silently recited the incantation, countless threads of blood turned into red strings, connected in series with light blue dots, and flew into the pool of reincarnation.

"Qin Yin!! Stop it!!"

She watched in horror as the man who was originally as graceful as a jade suddenly seemed to be eroded by the years, turning into an old man with white hair and childlike face.

Qin Yin in front of him is already a crouching old man with a stooped back just like her.

"Look, I can finally share gray hair with you, Meng Yong."

Looking at the two people who were closely dependent on each other, Sikong Que, the Lord of the Underworld, turned his face away, staring at the pool of reincarnation absently, the gears of fate turned again, how many times will he be able to stay with Meng Yong again in all ages?

Her soul fragments were reincarnated and were easily attacked by evil spirits. In order to block all the evil spirits of Xiao Xiangmeng Yong's soul, as the underworld king who feared evil spirits, he took out one soul and six souls, and broke up those souls, turning them into guardians. The man beside her.

Her soul carried the power of the protoss Golden Crow left when he fell. He could always meet Meng Yong in the vast crowd, but he couldn't count how many times his relationship with her ended without a problem.

When almost every piece of remnant soul returns to the underworld, it brings endless pain.
In the 17th year of Kangxi, October [-], Yinshi.

The Forbidden City Yonghe Palace.

A loud cry of a baby broke the solemnity of the Forbidden City. After two days and two nights of painful childbirth, Wu Ya finally gave birth to His Majesty's fourth son.

Because of her low status, she was only dressed in the Eight Banners, served in the palace as a maid, and was a woman whom His Majesty favored unintentionally after drinking, so she was not favored by His Majesty.

He was just a prince born of a lowly court lady. In the Forbidden City, where people were undervalued and exalted, no one would care about the mother and son.If Wu Yashi didn't know how to restrain her edge and swallow her anger, she might not be able to live today.

At this time, in the Yonghe Palace, where the bloody smell still lingered, Wu Ya was hugging her son with a frown, completely oblivious to the joy of being a new mother.

"The Empress Dowager Yi's decree has arrived! Clan Wu Ya accepts the decree!"

Wu Yashi struggled to get up, and with the support of the old mother, she crawled on the ground with vain steps.

The content of this Yizhi is to confer her the title of concubine, and at the same time bestow the name Yinzhen on the newborn fourth prince.

After going through hardships, she finally got a legitimate identity, and the price was the loss of her newborn son.

The harem does not allow the biological mother to raise her own son, let alone her from a humble background.

Therefore, it is stated in Yi's decree that after the full moon, Yinzhen will be raised by the imperial concubine Tong Jia.The imperial concubine is the daughter of Tong Guowei, the first-class prince, and the niece of the late Empress Xiaochengren Hesheli. The imperial concubine has never given birth to a prince, and only one princess died early.

Your Majesty and the Empress Dowager are taking her son as a gift to comfort the imperial concubine who has experienced the pain of bereavement...

This night, Wu Yashi knew that tears should not be shed during confinement, otherwise she would suffer from confinement disease in the future, but she still bit the corner of the quilt and sobbed all night
In the 30th year of Kangxi, the Old Summer Palace.

With a doting smile on the corner of his mouth, the handsome young man looked at the naughty court lady on the treetop who was digging out the bird's nest.

"Li Jingui! Come down quickly! If you startle the holy car, you will destroy the nine clans. Your Majesty is currently entertaining the officials in Qingyan, Jiuzhou. Be careful with your skin!"

Seeing the young girl's center of gravity unsteady after hearing the threat, and she was precariously tottering on the treetops, a trace of panic flashed in the boy's eyes.

"Su Peisheng! Continue!"

The young man stuffed the volume of Huayan Sutra in his hand into the hand of the young eunuch Su Peisheng, and immediately flew up, picked up the girl whose face was pale with fright, and spun and landed under the jujube tree.Rusting jujube flowers are like snow, falling one after another.

"Why, didn't you still look like you were not afraid of anything just now, would you be cowardly?"

The girl stuck out her tongue playfully, and the young man frowned displeased when he saw the girl's jade feet exposed in the air. With a cold face, he pretended to take off the cloak casually, and hid her jade feet in the cloak.
(Well, that's right, Li Qingmei is Meng Po—one of the soul fragments of Meng Yong's three souls and seven souls, and Meng Po's soul fragments will also be scattered forever in the three thousand worlds and continue to reincarnate, with Yuelao's painstaking efforts Being entangled with Mingjun's soul fragments is a punishment from heaven, but with the protection of Mingjun and Yuelao, I believe that Meng Po's soul fragments will have a happy ending. Maybe she will be the legendary Emperor Qianlong's biological mother Li Shi, maybe it will be a passerby who passes you by, maybe it is you.)
　Thank you very much, this article will officially come to an end here, the first book is not complete, thank you for your tolerance!

　　
　　
　
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