Luo Han's expression did not change when he heard the demons, his heart was already tense. Yi Xiu seemed to have anticipated this. He took a quick look to the front and said, "If you don't leave, he will find out. The Emperor of Heaven has always been suspicious. If he saw it, I would not dare I promise that I will say something inconvenient."

Luo Han chuckled lightly and said, "Kunshan Patriarch has come here really well. In that case, please."

The lamp was swaying, a gust of wind blew by, the lantern bumped on the pillar twice, and gradually stabilized, but the person under the lamp disappeared.

Luo Han and Yixiu walked to a forest, and the moon was bright tonight, shining the ground as clear as water. Luo Han stopped in the clearing, unwilling to move forward: "There is no one left. If Patriarch Yi has anything to say, you can just say it."

Yixiu stretched out his hand to give Luo Han a courtesy, and said, "I didn't know that the girl was the way of heaven, so she was rude, please forgive me."

Luo Han really didn't want to hear him say these nonsense. Today is different from the past. The heavens today are no longer the heavens of the ancient and medieval times. At that time, the gods were brilliant, and the spirits of the six worlds were used to being instigated by the gods, but as the faith of the gods gradually disappeared, the immortals rose through practice. Later, the status of gods and immortals had some subtle exchanges.

Now the heavens miss the gods, but only the dead gods are the best gods. If a new **** is born, the current leader of the heavens may not be willing to share a piece of the pie. And Luo Han is alone, weak, and not suitable for head-on. If Luo Han had not met Ling Qingxiao first, and Ling Qingxiao happened to become the Emperor of Heaven, she would never have a good impression of these dragons.

Between them, it is destined to fear each other more than trust each other, and defend each other more than cooperate. Luo Han hides in the crowd in a low-key manner, is not noticed by high-level people, and does not overlap with them, but is good for both parties.

Luo Han didn’t know where Yi Xiu learned that she was the Dao of Heaven, but people with a higher level of cultivation have a stronger sense of heaven and earth. She showed up at the Kyushu Meeting, so Yi Xiu remembered her and checked it after returning home. Check, it is not difficult to find out her identity with Kunshan's ability. There is no conflict between Yixiu and Luo Han, and there is no need to be guilty, but Luo Han doesn't believe it if Yixiu is kind to Luo Han.

Luo Han said: "Patriarch Yi, you came to Yunzhou secretly with the eyeliner of Tiangong behind your back, and you have committed a big taboo while monitoring the whereabouts of the Emperor of Heaven. Both of us are well aware of today's purpose. If this is the case, don't Talking about those high-sounding lies, let's go directly to the subject."

"Where did you learn about the inner demon?"

Yi Xiu sneered, and he was sure of the winning ticket in his tone: "Three days ago, Yunzhou was heavily rained, and the moisture in a radius of 800 miles was mobilized to Yunzhou. Such a powerful force can never be a coincidence? It was in Yunzhou at that time, and there was this. Those who are able to count and count can't get around His Majesty the Emperor. Moreover, although the fluctuation of the heart demon disappears quickly, it does not mean that no one is aware of it."

Luo Han was silent, Ling Qingxiao's heart demon had an attack three days ago, although she rushed over to help him dispel the heart demon, but the fluctuation was still noticed by outsiders. If Yi Xiu dared to say this, it means that he has obtained the evidence. Luo Han stopped making unnecessary arguments and asked directly: "What do you want to do?"

"Nothing, as a courtier, how dare I be disrespectful to the Emperor of Heaven?" Yi Xiu said loyally, but the expression on his face didn't mean it at all. "I just think that the Emperor of Heaven can't solve even the demons of the heart. When the demon erupts, how can it rule the heavens in the long run? Moreover, if the heart demon is serious, it will be enchanted. The heavens and the demon world are not at the same time. A brother with a fallen demon and a person with a crisis of the heart demon does not seem to be suitable for the emperor of heaven."

Luo Han smiled lightly and nodded to Yi Xiu: "You tell me these things are useless, you have to talk to Ling Qingxiao. If you have the courage to tell him these things in person, and you can come back alive, then you make sense. of."

Otherwise, then refuse to accept and hold back.

"I didn't say these words for the benefit of Kunshan. There are three golden immortals. Even without Ling Qingxiao, the throne will not fall on my head." Yi Xiu smiled and said with a calm face, "I do all this for the sake of me. Considering the heavens. Only when the heavens are safe can Kunshan be stable. If the heavens are in trouble, none of the six dragon mountains and the upper and lower thirty-six heavens can get better. If he is an ordinary cultivator, it’s fine, but he’s not at all. He’s in it. In a high position, holding supreme power in his hand, if he gets into troubles... he doesn't need to get into troubles. He just needs to become a little bit paranoid and crazier under the influence of the heart demon, and it will be enough to drag all the immortals into purgatory. At this time, not only the heavens, but also the six worlds will inevitably be affected by the flames of war."

After Yi Xiu finished speaking, he fixedly looked at Luo Han and said, "Heaven should take the creatures of the six realms as its own responsibility. Please take the responsibility of correcting errors, preside over justice, and dismiss the Emperor of Heaven."

"He won't." Luo Han didn't even think about it, blurted out, "He is not a person who will harm the interests of others for his own selfish desires. Since he has become the emperor of heaven, he will definitely be responsible for the common people of the world. He will not be motivated by hatred. In war, the lives of frontline soldiers and civilians will not be taken as a joke. There must be a reason for what he did. I believe him, he will be a very good emperor."

Luo Han said that he wanted to leave, Yixiu turned to stare at Luo Han, and said behind his back: "You have private."

Luo Han's footsteps paused slightly. Yixiu continued: "The way of heaven should be impartial. The judge cannot produce feelings. If there is feelings, it would be unfair. But now, you are biased towards him and only look at the evidence that is beneficial to him. Ask yourself, he really doesn't have any. Is it affected by the heart demon?"

The evening breeze passed slowly, and the surrounding leaves rustled. Luo Han stopped in place, the expression in his eyes clearly disappeared.

Everyone in the world can help the poor and cherish the weak, show mercy to women and children, and sympathize with the weak, but judges cannot. Judges cannot have personal feelings, and even less can they be a way of judging good and evil for the world.

But she was guilty of it.

Luo Han finally ignored it and continued to move forward. Behind her, Yi Xiu seemed very disappointed: "I thought that the way of heaven has jumped out of reincarnation, and will be different from ordinary women. However, you are nothing more than that, indulging in love and not looking at the overall situation. The way of heaven is such an important task. A firm, decisive, and intelligent person will take care of it, not you."

Shouldn't it be her? Luo Han smiled and shot Yi Xiu without warning. Yi Xiu kept guarding against her, but still greatly underestimated Luo Han's ability. Yi Xiu broke several trees before stopping. He clutched his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Luo Han slowly retracted her hand, and she stood on the clearing outside the forest, her body bathed in moonlight. Luo Han was in the Ming Dynasty, while Yi Xiu fell in the dark forest, and the two looked at each other across most of the woods. Luo Han didn't care if Yi Xiu could hear him, and said, "Are you teaching me to do things? Unfortunately, you don't have this ability."

After Luo Han finished speaking, he ignored this person and walked quickly towards the wedding venue. She gave birth to an affair, she violated the duty of heaven, and she changed her position for Ling Qingxiao, this is all her business. Yi Xiu can accuse her of dereliction of duty, but he can't belittle Ling Qingxiao.

When Luo Han walked back to the wedding scene, he found that the venue was already gone, only the surroundings were brightly lit. Just now, people only felt dim and romantic for a long time, but now no one feels that the shadows of the lights are dim and empty and scary.

Ling Qingxiao stood under the biggest lantern, quietly waiting for her to come back. Luo Han walked onto the red carpet. There were still baise leaves scattered in the day on the carpet, and the silence after the carnival was everywhere.

I don't think it in the day, but now I realize that this road is very long. Ling Qingxiao caught her almost halfway, stretched out her hand to hold Luo Han's hand, and asked, "Why is the hand so cold?"

"It was a little cold at night."

It is June now, and the climate in Yunzhou is warm. How could it be cold? Ling Qingxiao didn't open it, she wrapped Luo Han's fingers with her palm and asked, "What did he say to you, why is he unhappy?"

"He's talking bad about you."

Ling Qingxiao gave a hum, and after a moment he was surprised: "What else? Only these?"

"Aren't you angry?"

"What's to be angry about." Ling Qingxiao really didn't care. "They are them and I am me. No matter how much they say, Tiangong will act according to my will. Why am I angry? It is them who should be angry."

Luo Han was quiet for a while, and said: "You should be worthy of your merits, your name will go down in history, and be admired by thousands of people, rather than being jealous. Just because I'm by your side, I will make you bear some unreasonable slander and slander. . Obviously, you don’t have to go through these."

When Ling Qingxiao heard the laughter, he stopped, gently pulled up the broken hair on Luo Han's temple, and said, "I don't want my name to go down in history, nor the admiration of thousands of people. I only want you in my life."

·

The marriage between the first son of Yunzhou and the Queen of Phoenix caused an uproar in the Sixteenth State of Wuyun. A month after the wedding, everyone was talking about this luxurious wedding. However, outside of this circle, for the people of the entire heaven world, this wedding is not a big event, and not many people even know it.

But soon, a real thunder blasted the entire heavens out, and even the six realms were a sensation.

The Emperor of Heaven is getting married.

In the morning, Ling Qingxiao personally announced the marriage news to the officials, and asked the Tianshu Yuan to calculate the auspicious time and get married on the next day.

The news was like a bucket of water poured into boiling oil, instantly detonating public opinion. From the high-ranking official family to the common people, everyone was shocked and speechless by this incident. The big families inquired about each other for a long time, and finally found desperately that this was true.

The people were shocked for a long time, and when they reacted, they immediately showed great enthusiasm for the queen candidate. Ling Qingxiao ascended the throne only four hundred years ago. For the Emperor of Heaven, getting married too early is not a good thing. The masses were so curious as to what kind of woman it was that could conquer the emperor silently, and let Ling Qingxiao publicly declare to marry her regardless of the overall situation of her career?

No matter how tumultuous the ups and downs are, in Daluotian, everything is calm and orderly. The maids were preparing for the wedding step by step, as if any disturbances from the outside could not affect this place. A group of Xian'e filed into the hall. After saluting, they asked: "Girl, this is the material for the wedding dress. Which one do you like?"

Luo Han put down the pen and looked up. The Xian'e were lined up with end plates in their hands, and each plate was filled with a kind of clothing. It seems that each is of great value.

Luo Han felt a little strange: "Should the clothing not be designed to match the wedding gown? If I choose an unsuitable one, what should I do about the wedding gown?"

"You can choose the one you like at ease."

The immortals retreated to both sides, Qi Qili: "See Your Majesty."

Ling Qingxiao walked slowly into the hall. He waved to the immortals and said: "Leave the clothes, you all go down."

"Yes."

The fairies withdrew in small steps. Ling Qingxiao naturally sat beside Luo Han and asked, "Is there anything you like?"

"Isn't the wedding dress, from the clothing material to the accessories, it's all a complete set?" Luo Han asked strangely, "Can you add any clothing materials?"

Ling Qingxiao said: "It's okay. I have sketched every kind of clothing. It doesn't matter which one you choose. If you are not satisfied, then we can find other ones and draw the wedding dress again."

Luo Han gasped secretly as he listened, "Did you design a wedding gown for every fabric?"

"That's right." Ling Qingxiao said, "you don't have to be pressured. If you waste it, you will waste it. What you like is the most important thing."

Luo Han was silent. It has only been a month since she agreed to get married, and it is impossible for Ling Qingxiao to draw so many wedding clothes in such a short period of time. This can only show that he was preparing for the wedding a long time ago.

During the four hundred years, how did he feel doing these things?

Ling Qingxiao said: "The wedding in Yunzhou has been prepared for 50 years from engagement to marriage. In contrast, our wedding is too short and hastily."

After he finished speaking, he paused and added: "However, it's better to be faster."

He strives for perfection in everything, but in this matter, Ling Qingxiao rarely feels that he doesn't have to be so perfect, and it's best to get married first.

Luo Han was sour in her heart. She leaned on Ling Qingxiao and asked, "Have you been preparing for a long time?"

Ling Qingxiao stretched out her hand to wrap her waist and said, "It's not a long time. It's just that this is the one thing I look forward to most in my life."

"Sorry, I disappeared for no reason. During those years, were you sad?"

"You don't have to say I'm sorry, all of this is my voluntary." Ling Qingxiao hugged her, gently placed her chin on Luo Han's hair, and said, "If you can promise, it is enough to make me ecstatic."

Luo Han rubbed Ling Qingxiao's body and buried his face deeply in Ling Qingxiao's clothes: "There will be many beautiful things in the future. We can experience them slowly together. You don't have to be ecstatic about such a small matter. From now on, we will, There will be a long time."

Ling Qingxiao laughed and hugged her more tightly, and said: "Okay. A word is settled."

Ling Qingxiao's chest vibrated slightly when he spoke. Luo Han felt his slender arms and thin, strong chest through his clothes, and closed his eyes with peace of mind: "A word is definite."

·

In the first two thousand years, September.

The fog is deeper and the night is still. Ling Qingxiao finished approving today's memorial, and when she put down her pen, she didn't feel any ease or joy at all.

He raised his eyes and found that the Lizheng Hall was brightly lit and solemn and quiet. The bookshelves were neatly standing on the wall, and the things on them were scattered and arranged, and everything was placed in the position that Ling Qingxiao was most used to.

Luxurious but cold, without any vitality.

But when he walked into the side hall, the scene was completely opposite. There are two tables in the hall, one of which is stacked with many scrolls, some of which are even scattered on the ground. On the table, pen, ink and paper are randomly spread out. It seems that the owner has just left the house and has not had time to return the study.

Everything remained the way she was when she left. However, six months later, the man who messed things up never came back.

Ling Qingxiao came out of the Lizheng Hall and walked towards the sleeping hall slowly. Since she left, Ling Qingxiao dismissed Xian'e and did not allow anyone to enter the side hall and the sleeping hall. He kept everything as it was, and couldn't bear to remove a single dust on the table, as if in this way he could deceive himself, and she was still by his side.

Ling Qingxiao opened the door of the sleeping hall, and moonlight shone in from behind him, drawing a long shadow on the ground. The hall was quiet, only fine dust was flying in the air, and in the semi-darkness, Ling Qingxiao was always suspicious of someone next to the bed.

But, who is there? Ling Qingxiao smiled bitterly and couldn't even bear to walk into the palace. She has lived here for two months, and there are traces of her everywhere. It is clear that Ling Qingxiao has lived here longer, but now in retrospect, he can't think of any scenes of himself in the palace.

Every picture in his memory is related to Luo Han. She was writing at the table, she fell asleep before she fell asleep, she reached out and rolled up the curtain...

Nothing is not the most terrible thing. A poor person does not feel that he is poor, and an unfortunate person does not feel that he is unhappy unless they see the lives of others.

Losing after gaining is the cruelest punishment in the world.

Ling Qingxiao quietly looked at the furnishings in the temple, and said softly: "You said you will come back, and you said it won't be long before you will come to me again. But you don't."

"You have broken faith."

It has been half a year since she left. A full half a year, only half a year.

Now Ling Qingxiao felt in a daze every day, he couldn't imagine what he would be like if he waited any longer.

He really couldn't bear this kind of chronic torture, Ling Qingxiao thought, since she hasn't come back, he should go find her.

He doesn't believe in people, God, or fate. He only believes in himself. If she doesn't come, then he will go by himself.

On the edge of the cliff, the night breeze was slow, and the linden tree shook its branches and drove away the birds that intended to build nests on itself. It cleaned the dead leaves on its body and said, "I thought you would come earlier."

Ling Qingxiao stopped in front of the cliff, and now that he stopped going around in circles, he asked directly: "What am I going to do to see her again?"

"There is no way." Bodhi said, "The past that has occurred cannot be changed, and the result cannot affect the cause. This is the law of time and space. It is your past. No matter what you do, it cannot affect the past time and space. You should accept your fate. Seeing that you have calmed down the disputes in the six realms, I would like to advise you to forget your love as soon as possible, so that you can break free from the shackles and achieve ascension. You have cultivated to Da Luo Immortal Venerable, and you can rise to the next level to create history. The Six Realms have cultivated a new record and become the real No. 1 powerhouse."

Ling Qingxiao just smiled slightly at this: "The deity is the supreme one in the world. He is obsessed with what to do better? The world has nothing worthy of the deity's grievance and consideration. What the deity has to do is just conform to the original heart."

"She is not your marriage." Bodhi tree sighed, "You are lonely and destined. You are destined to have a lonely life. She and you are not predestined. This is just an accident. Don't cling to anything, just look away. ."

"If it's missed, why can the other person?"

The Bodhi tree paused, and asked quietly, "You dignified the emperor, why are you still angry with others?"

"This is not anger, the deity is not so naive." Ling Qingxiao said coldly, "Dadao Fifty, Tianyan 49, people are one of them, since I met her, it means that there is a change in this."

The vicissitudes of the Bodhi tree sighed: "That's only one in a billion. Things that are too small are impossible. You should be in charge of the government of the Three Realms more clearly than I am."

"I haven't tried it, how can I know it's impossible?" Ling Qingxiao said, "You don't need to say any extra words, I know it, there is no change. You have inherited from Nuwa, you must know the way to break the barriers of time and space, no matter how difficult it is or how easy it is. , Please inform the Bodhi tree."

"Do you really regret it?"

"No regrets."

Bodhi trees can't help it. For trees, the hardest thing to understand is not that these people move, but that they often have strange stubbornness. For example, the emperor in front of him. Obviously, he has reached the dual peak of strength and status, but he has to take risks to challenge something with almost zero possibility.

The Bodhi tree didn't understand it, and soon stopped thinking about it. It has been persuaded once, the obligation has been fulfilled, and the Bodhi tree can do nothing about the following things.

The Bodhi tree said slowly: "It is not impossible that you want to see her again. However, you have to reverse the cause and effect, let you become the cause, and he becomes the effect, so that you can cross time."

"How to reverse it?"

The linden tree stretched out a branch, and the tip of the leaf was slowly scattered with green light: "Beyond the limit of power in this world."

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