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"Yes, Master." Extremely curious, all minds turned silent after the word "Master" was uttered. He can't and shouldn't ask.
She is his master, a savior, that's all.
Chapter Six
After Ye Qingan went down the mountain, Qing Zhui sat at the stone table under the laurel tree and drank alone. After drinking for a while, she suddenly heard a crisp silver bell ringing. Qing Zui poured wine into another cup and placed it on the other side of the stone table: "Senior sister, are you still okay after being apart for more than a hundred years?"
"My name is Bai Gui, and I am no longer your senior sister." The blue boots stood in front of her, and the visitor did not take the wine in her hand, but said coldly: "Why not enter the reincarnation?"
"I do
It's too heavy to let go. "
"Are you feeling guilty?" Bai Gui asked softly, "Because you and eight other Taoists killed Ye Qingan a hundred years ago?"
Qing Zhui took a sip of the fragrant wine and remained silent.
"Qingzui, when Ye Qingan wanted to start the Heavenly Stepping Formation to obtain the power to kill the gods, if it wasn't you, someone else would have killed him." Bai Gui said, "The other eight Taoist priests, shred his soul and let him die. His soul was scattered in another world, and you also used your life as a medium to drag him back with three souls and seven souls. Only one soul was left in another world. I also honored your wish and brought back that lonely soul. Reincarnated as a human being, why can't you let it go?"
Qing Zhui was silent for a long time, and sighed: "Senior sister, it's not guilt, I just can't feel at ease. I can't see him well, I can't feel at ease."
Hearing her words, the white ghost no longer persuaded him, and sighed slightly: "Your body has already been set on fire by me, how did this body come from?"
"It took some effort to knead one out of clay."
Bai Gui was startled, shook his head and said, "It's really a nonsense!" At that time, Qing fell to his death, leaving only a lone ghost floating in the world. He only fabricated his body based on his soul. She didn't need to say that the white ghost knew how difficult it was. However, clay is always dead, and without blood as the attachment of her soul, how long can she stay in this world? At that time, the soul flew away, and it was completely dead.
Qing Zhui looked down at her Wuqing fingertips and smiled: "Just mess around, it's enough to get more than ten years of happiness in exchange." She looked at the white ghost's indifferent eyes and said, "I often think that a hundred years ago, if I obeyed the destiny and reincarnated, I would not be obsessed with Ye Qingan without the memory of this life, and it might be good to be forced to let go. Ye Qingan no longer exists in his memory, and I was a stranger to him. Just thinking about it makes me feel uncomfortable. Besides, he has forgotten me. If I forget him too, there will be nothing left in this world. Does anyone remember that Qing Zui once loved Ye Qingan so much. I can't bear it, and I can't bear it."
"Senior sister, you should understand this kind of heart better than anyone else."
Bai Gui lowered her eyelids silently, she took out a green jade hairpin from her sleeve, her voice was as indifferent as before: "I am here today to pay you back. When I found Ye Qing'an's soul in another world, he also Refused to enter the reincarnation. This thing, he did not take it."
This hairpin was given to her by Ye Qingan in the past. It was congealed with blood, and the whole body was green. It passed the green jade hairpin in the hands of the white ghost, and her eyes were slightly red. She held back herself, choked up her throat, and said hoarsely, "Senior sister, I know you are very human now. Tell me, how long will it be until I leave my soul?"
"As many as one month, at least ten days."
"Crack." There was a dull sound of an object falling, and Qing Zuo turned his head, just in time to see Ye Qing'an dumbfounded.
At the gate of the courtyard, his eyes widened in shock, looking at her in disbelief.
Terrified.
Chapter VII
Ye Qingan started to speak less after the white ghost left that day. He often looked at Qingzhui in a daze and couldn't sleep deeply every night, but whenever he heard the sound of coughing coming from Qingzhui's house, it would be difficult for him to fall asleep again. After a night of coughing, he stayed in the room with his eyes open for a night.
Until one day, Qing Zui kept suppressing his voice and coughing until the sky turned fish belly white. What kind of master or benefactor was trampled underfoot by Ye Qing'an in the torment of the night, he pushed open Qing Zui's door recklessly and saw She sat in front of the dressing table and looked at him from the bronze mirror: "Qing'an, I have to go down the mountain today."
His fists tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, and finally asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you feeling any discomfort?"
"I'm fine, but the rouge in the box is gone."
"Are you not feeling well?" He hadn't made such a big fire for a long time, and stared at Qingzhui fiercely, "If you are sick, I will accompany you to see a doctor, if you want to take medicine, I will give it to you. You boil, what's wrong with you, I can help you when you say it..."
Qing pendant was finally willing to look back at him, his face was pale without powder and there was nowhere to hide. Holding the green jade hairpin on the dresser, she slowly walked towards Ye Qingan. She stood in front of him, straightened the front of his clothes for him, and looked at his face carefully: "Qing'an, you don't know, it's very good for me now."
Such a close distance made Ye Qingan see her haggard more clearly, and after a dull pain in her heart, she was furious: "I don't know, because you never told me."
Qing Zhui smiled lightly, and she slowly chased the green jade hairpin onto Ye Qing'an's bun: "You are already in your twenties in the blink of an eye, but I forgot to do the crown ceremony for you. Qing An has complained before. I?"
He didn't answer, Qing Zui put the hairpin on him and said, "What do you want to know, I'll come back and tell you when I go down the mountain and buy the rouge, okay?"
Ye Qing'an's eyes lit up, and Qing Zhuan narrowed her eyes when she looked at his black eyes. She leaned forward slightly, and was actually pressed against his chest. She wrapped her hands around his waist and held him tightly. hold. Ye Qing'an froze all over, unable to resist Qing Zui's intimacy.
Her cheek rubbed gently on his chest: "Qing'an, you don't even know how much I depend on you."
Ye Qingan was stunned, her heart was bitter, Qing Zui depended on her husband Ye Qingan, and the Ye Qingan she was holding only shamelessly depended on her.
"I went down the mountain, you have to wait for me to come back, you must wait for me to come back!"
Qing Zui waved his hand and said goodbye to Ye Qingan. As soon as she turned her face, her eyes turned red. Ye Qing'an doesn't know,
The green jade hairpin was formed by the blood of his previous life and contained great magical power, which could help him retrieve the memory and power of his previous life. At that time, he would turn back into Ye Qingan who was the blood king, Ye Qingan who was killed by Qing Cui...
Qingzhui did not dare to face Ye Qingan who had recovered her memory, she was afraid of seeing resentment and hatred in his eyes.
The author has something to say: Hey, did I realize the legendary daily change...or half a day...
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chapter eight
The red thread was wrapped in a rouge box and held in his hand. Qing pendant dawdled from early morning to noon, and then slowly walked back to the small courtyard in the mountains.
Pushing open the courtyard door, the courtyard was eerily quiet, and Qing Zhui was keenly aware of a familiar aura. She smiled bitterly, the blood king's demon power had recovered, scaring the animals around... Ye Qingan finally remembered his previous life.
She turned her head and saw Ye Qingan standing by the osmanthus tree with his hands folded.
"Qing'an." She bent her mouth and smiled forcefully, "I'm back."
Hearing this, Ye Qingan opened her eyes and looked at Qing Zhe, her pupils were no longer as dark and clear as before, they turned into a blood-like red, so beautiful: "Qing Zhe? Master? How can I call you?"
His words were calm, but Qing Zhui could hear that he was angry, soaring to the sky. She lowered her eyes and smiled to herself.
"It's really touching to be with you for more than ten years." Ye Qingan sneered and walked slowly to Qingchuan, "But Master, did you forget that in your last life, you raised me three feet so resolutely. Qingfeng sword." He took Qingzhui's hand and placed it in his heart, "Here, a sword penetrates the heart."
Qing Zhan's fingertips trembled involuntarily.
"Kill me, can you live in peace?"
Qing Zuo suppressed the fishy smell in his throat, and said in a hoarse voice: "Qing'an, if you give me another choice, I will still do it to you again. Because you want to activate the Heavenly Step Array and obtain the power of killing the gods, Ye Qing'an will meet. Endangering the common people...I...no matter if I feel good about you, what is wrong is wrong."
"Hahaha!" He threw off Qingzui's hand, looked up to the sky and laughed with a desolate expression, "Okay! What a kind person who cares about the world! Qingzhui, if I tell you, the key to opening the Heavenly Step Array is The green jade hairpin I gave you, what do you want?"
Qing Zhan was startled.
"I have given you everything!" He gritted his teeth in hatred, "Qing Zui, you refuse to believe me." After saying this, he no longer saw Zui clearly, he held his sleeves wide, the wind suddenly picked up, Ye Qingan The figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The rouge box fell to the ground, splashing bright red on the ground, and Qingzhui suddenly recovered, squatting, she lost her mind when she touched the box for a while, and finally fell weakly to the ground. Ye Qing'an will never come back, who will she put on her rouge to see, who will she be afraid of, who will she be able to smile for...
Wu Qing's fingertips trembled, she gently covered her face, but tears leaked out of her fingers uncontrollably.
Silent and desolate.
The only fortunate thing is that her soul is scattered, and only she herself will be afraid and sad.
Chapter nine
Qing Zui is alone in the mountains
She lived in the small and medium-sized courtyard for a few days. These days, she has been half asleep and half awake. The dreams are full of pictures from the past. She or dreamed that Ye Qingan, who was a child, held her hand and called her softly. "Qing pendant, Qing pendant, I really like you". Or dreamed that Ye Qingan from the previous life watched the dancing snowflakes with her on the mountain peak, and made an oath to keep each other.
What's more, it was a picture of her dreaming that she sunk the blade into his body with her own hands. His eyes were full of shock, and he said angrily, "Qingzhui! You refuse to believe me."
You Meng woke up with a start, and she was always in a cold sweat from fright.
In a trance, I don't know how many days and nights passed. One day, her spirit suddenly improved, she was able to walk around, and even took out the sweet-scented osmanthus wine under the osmanthus tree. The sweet-scented osmanthus on the tree has bloomed for the past two days. She smelled happy and said softly, "Qing'an, pick some sweet-scented osmanthus, and this year, let's make some wine..."
As soon as the words came out, I suddenly realized that Ye Qingan would never appear in this small courtyard in the mountains again. She sighed, but laughed again: "That's it, just pick it by yourself. It's the last time."
But before she could move the chair, the silver bell hanging at the gate of the courtyard rang.
Qing Zui frowned and turned around. The eight Taoist priests in green robes had entered the courtyard at some point. They were all white-haired old men. Startled for a moment, he smiled and said, "The eight fellow Daoists haven't seen each other for a hundred years. How do you remember and reminisce with me today?"
These eight people are the same Taoist priests who killed Ye Qingan with Qing Zhe a hundred years ago. Although they are all people who have cultivated immortals and have made great achievements, a hundred years is enough for them to be stooped and stooped. jΔ« skin.
"Don't talk more!" An old man in Tsing Yi said sharply, "Where is Ye Qingan!"
"You are late, he has been gone for a long time."
A Taoist shivered with anger and said in a trembling voice, "Miss Qingzhui, it's a waste of us to trust you so much, it's just that you took back Ye Qingan's soul a hundred years ago, how can you remind him of his previous life, you know that he has opened up again After stepping into the sky array, yΓΉ will gain the power to kill gods again! This is a disaster for the common people, how can you be so ignorant!"
Qing Zhuan lowered his eyes: "I'm sorry."
"Humph! Don't have to talk to her any more, if it wasn't for the fact that a hundred years ago she tried to bring back Ye Qingan's soul, how could the blood king be reincarnated now, how could there be such a calamity in the world! This demon girl is dying and dying. For more than a hundred years, today, Lao Dao has done the Dao for the heavens, first remove you, and then remove the scourge of Ye Qing'an!"