【Owner……】

Qinghuan was addicted to teasing kittens, so she didn't listen to the system calling her at all, until the system couldn't hold back her jealousy and roared, and she recovered from Jiguang's cuteness, "Huh?"

[Master, you...] With a tone full of grief, Qing Huan almost couldn't remember what the cold and emotionless voice of the other party was like when he first talked to the system. "what's up?"

【Is it really and cute? If I had a real body, it would definitely be cuter than it.]

Hearing this, Qing Huan raised her eyebrows and smiled. "Aren't you inanimate?"

crackling. It seemed like something was broken. The system supports a blood-stained heart [Master, I know what Jiguang is]

"you say."

[Jiguang, the legendary ancient beast, was born in Daze, the whole body is snow-white, only the mane is fiery red, and the sides have wings. Jiguang Feather is extremely rare and precious, even among ancient mythical beasts, it is a very rare existence]

"...Just such a small thing?" After listening to a series of adjectives in the system, Qing Huan lifted the kitten and looked at it carefully. Still like a horse... Isn't this just like a kitten! Wings or something... where? As for whether Mao Qiu is that powerful, you will know if you try it? Thinking of this, she pointed a finger, and then twisted a fire trick to burn the kitten. When the kitten saw this, it blew its fur and arched its back and meowed, as if it was an enemy.

... where there is a little bit of a beast, and there is no Jiuying prestige at all. Although that Jiuying was a little ugly, a little big and a little scary, it was downright suffocating, but this little thing in front of me... Qing Huan really couldn't see what was different about it. She put away the fireball and sighed: "In the end, everyone has their own fate, and what they get is a powerful beast, I will only play cute..." After a long while, Ji Guang couldn't stop licking her fingertips, Qing Huan also laughed. "That's all, it's nice to be cute."

Ji Guang let out a meow, and came to rub her affectionately, Qing Huan chuckled softly, and his expression was rare and relaxed. After a while, Wei Yin, who was lying on the bed, made a sound. She hugged Ji Guang and walked to the bed to look down at him: "Are you awake?"

"We are here..." Wei Yin frowned, "Hey, this is my cave? How did we come back?!"

"Why don't you stay there if you don't come back?" Qing Huan glanced at him lightly. "Nine babies have been taken away by them, what are we still doing there?"

"Then how did I pass out? I don't even have the slightest impression..." Wei Yin felt very strange, he was about to talk to Qing Huan one second before, but the next second he didn't know about the personnel, not even what happened. do not remember.

"Then I don't know. In short, when I turned around to call you, you were already lying on the ground." Qing Huan wrinkled her nose. "It was I who carried you back."

She just said this casually, with no other meaning, but Wei Yin's face flushed and she felt very ashamed. To actually let a girl carry her back... I still have hundreds of years of cultivation. "Sorry, it was my fault."

"Where did you go wrong?"

Wei Yin was instantly speechless.

Qing Huan glanced at him: "What are you going to do? Now that your junior brother and junior sister have obtained the ancient beasts, there will definitely be a disturbance in the future, and now that person and Jiuying are one body, you have also seen it, you How are you doing?"

"This matter is of great importance. Naturally, we must first report to the real teacher, but... the master is in retreat, and now I am responsible for all the affairs of the teaching." There was a hint of hesitation on Wei Yin's face. "Junior Brother Zhong is always modest, studious, and cautious. I think he is only temporarily lost. As long as he is guided well, he will definitely wake up and return to the right path. And Junior Sister Mei...I don't have a deep personal relationship with her, so I don't know. What a character she is."

Hearing this, Qing Huan snorted: "You are really a good person."

Wei Yinjun's face turned red again: "No, no..."

"Whatever you want, it's your business anyway, I don't care." Qing Huan lowered his eyes and looked at the Naihe bridge of Wei Yin's ghost, that is to say, he is doomed to die now. "I've decided to go back to the cave to retreat. It may take a long time. I hope you will be alive when I come out." With some hesitation, she stroked Jiguang's hairy little head in her arms and asked in a low voice, "Can you help me stay by his side and accompany him?"

If Weiyin does not die after she leaves the customs, then she will not accept his soul. If Jiguang's company cannot resist his death, then it can only be said that it is fate. She was willing to give him a chance to be reborn as a human being, which was already extremely kind. Whether he can seize this opportunity is up to him.

Jiguang meowed obediently, and red light flashed in the big blue eyes, filled with deep nostalgia.

Although they have only known each other for a while, Qing Huan is very happy with this little guy. She picked up Jiguang and kissed gently: "If you still accept me as master after I come back, from now on, I will keep you by my side." With that, she handed Jiguang to Weiyin . "Can you help me take care of it before I go out?"

Although Wei Yin was reluctant to part with her, he smiled and said, "I will be very good to it."

"...Thank you." Gently put Jiguang into Weiyin's arms, Qinghuan turned around and took a step, and heard Jiguang's weak and delicate meowing sound, she paused, but never looked back.

The place she wants to go is not a mountain or a cave, but the Naihe Bridge.

In the blink of an eye, she was back here. The ghost of Weiyin on the bridge seemed to be frozen and motionless, Qing Huan did not pay attention to him, but walked to the bridge and looked at the dim Wangchuan River. The ghosts in the river wailed and stretched out their hands, their rotting eye sockets were daunting, and the river was rushing and never ending.

Yes, she finally understood where the demons came from.

Because of the painful memory, she always only wanted to forget and escape, and lacked the courage to face it. If this continues, no matter how long time passes, she will never be the master of Naihe Bridge, and can only be used as a tool to drive it.

The person she once loved, her fearful and painful memories, every minute and every second, even if she deceived herself into thinking she had forgotten, was always in the depths of her soul, hurting her like a knife, slowly, It extended into her inner demon. If you don't get rid of it today, it will become a big problem in the future. Retreat in the immortal world is a good choice, but she doesn't have that much time. She was afraid that by the time the retreat was completed, the pair of men and women who cultivated both had already become immortals. At that time, where will she go to find them, and how can she save the tragedy of Wan Jianzong?

A hundred years in the world, the Naihe Bridge just passed by in a flash. But one day in the world is a thousand years in the Wangchuan River. If it is said that there are four hundred years from now until Wei Yin's death, she can practice in the Wangchuan River for tens of millions of years. What a terrible time, what a terrible choice.

In fact, Qing Huan didn't know what the final outcome would be. Whether she can endure the pain of the ghosts and the endless loneliness and finally reborn, or will she be shattered and scattered in the Forgotten River, she doesn't know. But she knew she had to jump, or she would die at her own hands one day.

And she didn't want to die.

Endless ascetic practice, no distractions, maybe crazy, maybe collapse, but that is her own choice, she has no regrets.

Qing Huan pointed her toes and stood on the bridge. Although the ghosts in the Wangchuan River were afraid of her, they still couldn't stop the longing for the soul in their hearts.

Qing Huan closed her eyes and jumped down.

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How long has it been? Qing Huan can't remember anymore. At the beginning, she felt the pain of her soul being bitten and torn apart, but she was determined and her consciousness was clear, which made her suffering even more terrifying. As time slowly passed, the ghosts were no longer so terrifying, instead they were desolate and empty, rushing towards her like a tide.

For so long, she was alone, and there was no living thing around her, only the cries of evil spirits, struggling to surround her. Many times, Qing Huan felt that she had to turn into one of them, completely out of control, but she persevered after all.

After a long time, the loneliness and loneliness, the ancient prehistoric times, countless thousands of years, and the world-destroying penance made the devil in her heart start to move. She wants to escape, she has regrets, she wants to escape, she wants to get out of here, she wants to escape! She can't stand it, she wants to go crazy, want to howl and want to self-harm!

Gradually, however, when she held back this terrible loneliness and despair, the evil spirits began to disappear from her side. Even though she was in the Forgotten River, Qing Huan felt calm and peaceful. She felt that the black air in her heart was getting smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared. She felt an open mind, and even with her naked eyes closed, she could feel the eyes of the sky. She could hear the gasps of evil ghosts across the horizon, and the sound of the blood-red flowers blooming on both sides of the Naihe Bridge could be clearly heard. The sound of the wind blowing, the sound of flowing water, the sound of the pounding heartbeat...

She has a heart.

When Qing Huan lay quietly at the bottom of the Wangchuan River and opened her eyes, all the ghosts slaughtered and worshipped. At the moment when her black eyes re-contained the heaven and the earth, the water of the Wangchuan River slowly moved away from both sides, and she was dressed in white as clean as ever. A new Qinghuan rose from the bottom of the river.

She is not the same as before, she is more open-minded, cheerful, tolerant, powerful, and at the same time has an extremely majestic gentleness.

Endure the loneliness that ordinary people can't bear, taste the pain that ordinary people can't taste, experience the hardships that ordinary people can't go through, from the past to the present, from this moment to the future, remember the past, look forward to the future, cherish the present, but don't stick to the past, Don't depend on the present, don't count on the future. Heaven and earth are vast, and will eventually return to the right path.

Not getting old, not dying, not being born and not dying, this is the mother of Meng.