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The eleventh bowl of soup (11)
Cheng He's meaning was obvious. He wanted Qinghuan to be the Liangxue of the year. Qinghuan with pure yin body was more suitable for that sacrifice than Liangxue. Even if the final result is a failure, they can still use this pure yin woman as a furnace for cultivation.
Old man Lang squinted: "Cheng He, your bastard!"
"Humph! Back then when I betrayed my apprenticeship, I was no longer apprentice brother with you. I kindly called you apprentice apprentice a few times, but you really thought you were my apprentice apprentice!" Cheng He sneered. "Tianshu, kill all these people!"
"I let you run away fifteen years ago, but this time, you can't run away." Cheng Tianshu smiled slightly, his handsome and gentle face was heartwarming, but it was hard to imagine that under such a beautiful appearance, there was a terrifying black man. darling.
Qing Huan lay on the ground for a while before she recovered. This physical body is hers, not hers, but after all, she has lived in this world as a human for fifteen years, her body has been integrated into this world, and it is very uncomfortable to get a little skin trauma.
"When the master was still there, he always said that I was not as good as you, how powerful this method is, how smart you are, and you are a hundred times better than me, but, old man Lang, look, is it me who is more powerful now, or is you more powerful? Cheng He sneered, mocking old man Lang. "In the end, you are my defeat! Don't worry, I will kill your apprentice first and keep you, so that you can see how the apprentices die one by one, so that you can remember it better! "
Suddenly, a chuckle sounded, soft and sweet, with pure joy.
It is Qinghuan.
With her hands on the ground, she slowly got up from the ground, looked at Cheng He, and said, "Hey, you really annoyed me."
The smile on his face was still so gentle when he said this.
Cheng He suddenly felt a huge pressure, he suddenly knelt on the ground and gasped, staring at the girl in front of him in disbelief, what's going on? ! How could this be? !
Qing Huan stepped forward, helped the old man up from the ground, took out the pill made by the senior brother and stuffed a pill into his mouth, saying: "Master, look, I will use the ability you taught me to clear the door. "
"Little girl is young, but her tone is not small!" When had Cheng He been insulted like this, he was immediately sullen. He felt the terrifying coercion vanish in an instant, maybe it was just his delusion.
Qing Huan smiled and said nothing. She glanced at the three senior brothers and began to draw talismans quickly.
Blood was still used, but it was Qing Huan's most serious, concentrated and most devout time.
Cheng He was afraid that he didn't take Qing Huan seriously at all, so he would never know why he failed.
he died.
At the moment when Huang Fu turned into a sharp blade and pierced his chest. Cheng He looked down at his chest, stared at Qing Huan with an unbelievable look, and then fell backwards with a bang, making a dull sound. This arrogance has been arrogant all his life, and I don't know how many times he has killed him. Innocent people's wicked way, just died like this.
After that, Qing Huan felt that she had used up all her strength, her whole body softened, and she fell to the ground with a thud. The big brother crawled over with all his strength and held her in his arms, tears pouring down like rain. "Master."
Old man Lang knew what he wanted to say. He looked at Cheng Tianshu. The other party stood on the spot because of Cheng He's sudden death. Old man Lang didn't want to do anything, so the second senior brother took this opportunity to take Cheng Tianshu's head. The body without the head fell to the ground, dying.
The five master and apprentice slept in the valley for three days and three nights. When Qing Huan woke up, she was already on the second brother's back. "Brother..."
"Huh?" Second Senior Brother replied. "Are you awake? We'll be at the foot of the mountain soon. When the time comes, we'll buy you something delicious."
The third senior brother is rarely normal, and said with a smile: "Fifteen years ago, when we were going down the mountain, we found Sister Huan."
Fifteen years later, they came down the mountain together, and this time no one was added, no one was missing, and everything was perfect. However, it would be better if Liang Xue was also there.
Qing Huan, who was lying on the back of the second senior brother, smiled slightly and closed his eyes again.
This may be her most desolate but also the warmest life, Qing Huan, who returned to Naihe Bridge, thinks so. For the next few decades, she followed her master and brother everywhere to slay demons and demons, and acted for the heavens. They lent Shou Yuan, and they won't live for a few years. Qing Huan didn't force it. Although she could, it was not her intention.
Even if you stay, you will have to leave sooner or later. If that's the case, it's better to let it all go. Therefore, even after the death of the brothers, Qing Huan still remained in that world and was home to all over the world. There is a folk legend that if there are evil spirits, there will be a beautiful Taoist nun wearing a Taoist robe and holding an umbrella, and she will help you, as if sent by God.
The female ghost Liang Xue bowed to Qing Huan Yingying before leaving, but Qing Huan said nothing, just watched her leave.
Mo Ze felt that the master was different this time, but he didn't dare to ask, and occasionally glanced at the confused look of the master. Mo Ze felt that he probably couldn't understand what the master was thinking. Even if he has a human body, he is still a system in his bones, and he doesn't understand emotions.
In fact, Qing Huan knew that she was strong enough to choose any world to see. But she never did, because she felt that it was all in the past. It's better to just let go and let go, in that case, maybe you can get a better present.
But at this moment...
She closed her eyes.
When I opened my eyes again, I was in an elegant room. There are few things in the room, but it is clean and tidy, and there are piles of books on the shelves. The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine and the sound of a man's coughing. But the coughing sound was very soft, so soft that it seemed that it could no longer be heard.
Qing Huan stood by the bed, she could see the person on the bed, but the person couldn't see her.
Who is he?
When she was alive, she was deeply attached to and loved the person who gave everything for it, and finally ended up with a broken heart and death.
She saw it all. After seeing her dead, he took her body away, and saw him talking to her body every day, dressing her, bathing and feeding her... But she couldn't give any response after she was dead. He also married her tablet, and from then on, never married. And now, he is finally old.
old enough to die.
Qing Huan stretched out her hand and slowly touched the man's face. He was no longer as handsome and handsome as he was when he was young. He was wrinkled and white-haired, and he kept calling her name.
"Why don't you let it go?" Qing Huan asked.
The man didn't hear it, he couldn't see her, but in the dimness, it seemed that he could vaguely see the girl who pulled at the corner of his clothes and called him Big Brother Jing. So gentle and shy, brave and strong. She has always existed vividly in his memory, and now, as she is dying, regret is still coming like a tide.
All his life, he was an extremely personable minister, calling for wind and rain, but he lost the one he loved most. Since then, he has been alone and has no one to accompany him.
"Qing Huan... Qing Huan... Qing Huan..."
Qing Huan stopped touching this person. When she loved him, she really loved him, but when he broke her heart, she didn't love him anymore. Now that she sees this person again, she finally has enough courage to tell herself and him, let it go and stop Persistence, all this is over.
All the past will never come again.
The old man on the bed was breathing rapidly. He opened his eyes and stretched out his hands, as if he saw the beautiful girl again, but this time, she did not call him Big Brother Jing sweetly, nor looked at him tearfully, nor did she call him Lord Jing with a heartbroken heart. .
Still as beautiful, but tough and indifferent. She said: "Yellow spring and blue sky, we will never see each other."
Yes, never see each other.
Qing Huan left and never stayed.
She didn't see that after she left, another faint, almost transparent shadow also stood beside the bed, looking at the dying old man on the bed.
If Qing Huan turned around, she would find that person's face so familiar.
The safflower of Naihe Bridge became more prosperous. Qing Huan sat in front of the cauldron and slowly stirred the hot soup with an iron spoon. You see, there are always ghosts coming and going, and it never stops. Naihe Bridge doesn't stop for anyone, doesn't solve puzzles for anyone, it will never disappear, and it will never look back. There is no past or future, only the present.
Mo Ze felt that the master's mood seemed to be a little better, so he came over and rubbed Qing Huan's legs coquettishly. This time, he was worried that the master was still unhappy, and called Ji Guang and Xiao Hei too. The three little things surrounded Qing Huan. She was so affectionate. This time she was alone and didn't bring anyone. They feel uneasy.
Qing Huan touched Mo Ze's head, this little guy will always be like this, he won't grow up or age, as long as she exists, he will exist, someone who can stay by her side forever.
"Go play."
"Master won't you play with me?" Mo Ze raised his head, stared at Qing Huan, and asked while watching. "Even if you don't look at it, the soup won't spill, and the heat won't go wrong."
"Mo Ze, check it out..." Qing Huan said halfway through, "Forget it."
Mo Ze didn't understand what happened to the master, what did he want him to check?
Qing Huan didn't speak anymore, just sat there quietly, still stirring the soup slowly, after a while, he suddenly smiled, and in an instant, the whole world seemed to soften.
So open-minded and peaceful. Mo Ze couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, but he knew that the master was still the original master, no, maybe even stronger than before. What the hell is going on? In the world he hadn't been to? Where did the master go just now?
If he asks out...will he be beaten?!