Three Lives Three Worlds, Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms

After she had finished speaking, she suddenly turned pale, and her lips trembled a few times as if she suddenly returned to her senses: "The slave and the maidservant lost words."

She talked a lot, and the front was somewhat organized, but I didn't really understand what she said in the back, and I didn't know where she was missing. Just a vaguely tight heart.

Accompanied by this tightness in my heart, turning around Fanghua, a surge of aura rushed toward him.

Among the many gods in the world, the immortal energy can reach this realm, only four or five left. Among these four or five, Zheyan Shangshen, who is elegant in taste and taste more elegant than taste, is the most outstanding.

Now, the most outstanding Zheyan is leaning against the roots of the wall with a pair of sleeves closed, and he looks at me with a smile.

I stayed for a while.

When Su Jin was already worshipping me, a corner of her clothes flashed from the gate of the courtyard, and I glanced vaguely, presumably Zheyan. But I expected that he should be with the fourth brother in Qingqiu this time, and he didn't care much. I didn't think that the fancy clothes and corners really belonged to him.

Because of my anger, I was not very polite to what Su Jin said. When I thought about it, I was actually a little bit of a god. This time, Zheyan listened to my words completely, which made me feel weak. Shame.

He was happy for a while, and walked up to me two or three steps, and said: "I haven't seen you for so many years. I came to listen to this wall, but I heard very rewarding. I really often complain that I sent you off. Going to Kunlun was a false gift, but learning an art, but learning the whole person is not very bright, not at all innocent and lively when he took you with him. Now it seems that you are not hopeless."

Now I am one hundred and forty thousand years old. According to the algorithm of mortals, for example, an old grandmother, if still as innocent and lively as a teenager... I tried to imagine and found it too scary.

Because I have always been an old man, so I can only have such a clear-cut calculation in my heart, but Zheyan has always been a disobedient old man. I naturally have to eat it back in my stomach because of this wise calculation. He only followed his words and shook the fan modestly and said, "That side concubine of Yehua really doesn't suit me. Although I always prefer the alert and agile fairy, but the alertness is too agile and ran up to me to be a smart one , But I don’t like it much. So in line with the care of the elders to the juniors, I gave her a few words of admonishment. It’s really not a shame.

He smiled slightly again.

In fact, Zheyan usually doesn't like to laugh like this, but he is proud of the spring breeze recently, and his life is very moist, so he naturally laughs more. After he had laughed enough, I asked him: "Yehua only led me to the Nine Heavens yesterday, and you rushed to follow up today. You came up this time, definitely not just to listen to my wall, right? "

He coughed and suppressed his smile, and swept his eyes towards Nana who was standing next to me. Nana deserves to have been in the Nine Heavens for a long time. He is a good hand in observing words and looks. He immediately bowed and bowed: "Little maid goes to Shangqingjing and waits for God."

I nodded.

Zheyan has never been serious, but when Nana has gone far, she cleaned up with an awe-inspiring and solemn appearance.

His appearance made my heart tremble sharply.

Three hundred years ago, when I woke up from that deep sleep and found that Master’s fairy body was well preserved without my hard work, what he showed was exactly this look, with his brows and face closed, knocking. The ice couch in Yanhua Cave slowly comforted me: "Mo Yuan may be coming back." It made me happy.

Now, I stared at him with a pair of slender eyes in a daze, and thoughts were still faintly growing in my heart. But I was afraid that this thought was a thought that was about to fail, so cruelly, I poured a bucket of cold water on the little flame of this thought.

After hearing the piercing sound of my heart for a while, I calmly put my two clenched hands into my sleeves, and said lightly: "You will sell the gate like this, and I will not be in a hurry."

He put away his solemn face, smiled suavely, and said, "If I say that Mo Yuan is about to wake up, aren't you in a hurry?"

A fox's heart that was still roasting in the fire slammed into my throat. I heard a reply with a hoarse voice: "You...you are lying to me again." This sentence actually brought two cries slightly.

He was stunned for a moment, constricted a smile that wasn't so deep, his brows were twisted into a Sichuan word, and he came and patted me on the back: "Girl, this is definitely not a lie to you. I went to Xihai a few days ago. After doing an affair, I met the eldest son of King Xihaihai. At that time, I realized that the immortal energy on his body was a little unusual, so I used the spirit chasing technique to investigate. After this investigation, I found out There are two souls in him. One is his own, and the other," he paused, and said in a low voice, "It's your master Mo Yuan."

I looked down at a pair of embroidered shoes vaguely exposed from under my skirt, and said nonchalantly, "How do you know that the other soul of the eldest son of Xihai Sea is Mo Yuan's? Normally, I read the notebook novels of Fanjie. There is the story of the gods and monsters, saying that men can also carry babies. Perhaps the other soul that you have revealed is the son that the prince Xihai concealed from his father and mother."

Because I lowered my head, there was an inexplicable tide in front of me, and I couldn't see the ecstasy expression clearly. I could only hear him sigh: "Using the soul-seeking technique, I can naturally trace a soul to its origin. The prince of Xihai The sleeping soul on my body, I chased its source, but found that it reunited piece by piece with the spiritual power of the broken soul piece itself. I wonder if there is anything else that can rely on it. The spiritual power of the soul film itself reunited a shattered soul? It can only be Mo Yuan who has this ability. Furthermore, he is the son of God the Father, and I was raised by God the Father. Being in one place, I am naturally familiar with his immortal spirit. In the past, you said that Mo Yuanhui asked your seventeen brothers to wait for him before flying. I just thought it was a thought he left for you, called You don’t have to feel uncomfortable for him. Although he always believed in his words, he was ultimately no match for the fate of heaven. It wasn't until I found his sleeping soul in the body of the prince Xihai that I truly admired him. Mo Yuan has never told him to be tight in his life. People who have been disappointed, this is the true color of Zhengrong Naner. I am afraid that it took him 70,000 years to collect his soul, which is still a little scattered now, and he cannot return to his original body for the time being. The immortal power of others slowly recuperated, and after recuperating, he could return to his own body to really wake up. Presumably because of this, Mo Yuan made his soul lie in the body of the prince Xihai, in order to recuperate. But the eldest prince’s roots are no more than ordinary Erer. In addition to his own penance, he also needs to take care of Mo Yuan, gradually dragging his body a little weak. Mo Yuan is sending his soul to him. In the bones of a tough body, I had to take care of it for seven or eight thousand years. I found out about this, and I planned to tell you immediately. But when I came back, I saw that you were injured so badly, so I concealed it. I was afraid of disturbing it. Your mind. I allowed you to soak in the spring for a day yesterday, thinking that you should be too good to go. Today I will go to heaven to tell you this."

He said so, every word entered my ears, but he squeezed into a pot of rice syrup in his head, and Shensi was squeezed by this pot of rice syrup for nine days, making me very confused.

My heart has been thinking about important events for 70,000 years, and today I have cultivated a righteous fruit. I choked in disbelief for a long time. I was in a daze and caught a leak in Zheyan’s words, and said anxiously: "Master, if he has borrowed the immortal energy of the prince Xihai to support himself, he owes this How should the debt be paid?"

Zheyan coughed, and slowly said, "Mo Yuan picked the prince Xihai, so naturally there is reason for him. Maybe it was him, maybe his family owed Mo Yuan any kind of favor. Repay your favor."

Then he squeezed my shoulder, raised my head with one hand, frowned and said, "Girl, what are you crying for?"

I wiped it on my face indiscriminately, and indeed touched a piece of water. When my knees softened, I fell to my knees, grabbed a corner of his sleeve, and said, "I...I'm just scared, I'm afraid this will happen again." It's an empty dream."