In the small pavilion behind the brick wall, the soul lamp had already been taken out by copper coins, and nothing else could be found.

The copper coin meowed and turned to look at Guqing Bridge.

Gu Qingqiao squatted down and carefully observed the wall brick. The pattern of the layers of antlers was so familiar. Where did you see it?

"Devil... Senior Brother Gu." Luo Qingwen spoke softly and shoved something into Gu Qingqiao's hands.

It's that jade.

On her way to Linmoyuan, the Holy Maiden happened to pass through Jinxiu Village and rescued Luo Qingwen's grandfather, leaving behind this jade.

The walls are grey and colourless. On the other hand, the jade jade is white in quality, with red lines inside, along the lines of the antlers, and converges to the position of the deer's eyes.

Gu Qingqiao sat down cross-legged, holding the jade in his hand, staring at the same pattern on the wall.

That night, the young Demon Lord meditated in the Demon Ancestor Hall.

When the sun rose again, Gu Qingqiao bit his finger and smeared blood on the wall where the deer's eye was.

The wall suddenly trembled, making a low humming sound.

Around the patterned wall tiles, two wall tiles protrude out of the wall.

Gu Qingqiao's heart was tense for a while, and he stretched out his hands to hold the brick surface of the wall, secretly using spiritual power.

A soft light lit up from the brick surface and cast into the air.

Gradually, a figure appeared in the soft light.

It was a woman with a beautiful face and a smile on her face. She was still in her twenties, and she still carried a little girl's innocence. It was exactly what Gu Qingqiao remembered as her mother.

The woman lowered her head and gently stroked Gu Qingqiao's face with her shimmering hand. "My child, I'm sorry, I went down the mountain because of my own selfish desires and gave birth to you, but I have no ability to protect you. Your life is destined to be bumpy, and I can only use this method to give you a little hope."

"If you see me now, you must have come to find the green jade. My child, I have nothing to leave you. Although the green jade is a sacred object, it does not have any miracles. If you are useful, then Use it, don't worry about the Protoss..." She chuckled: "Protoss, there is no need to exist at all."

The woman in the air gradually faded away, Qing Qiao looked up at her, "Child, live the life you want, mother only hopes that you live happily!"

The image disappeared completely, and there was silence in Gu Qingqiao's eyes.

His birth was a mistake, and the nearly thirty years in his previous life were full of pain, but now that the name of the devil has been added, there is no joy in his heart. What was his life for?

The wall clicked, a gap opened, and a beautiful jade rolled out from the gap and fell into the hands of Gu Qingqiao.

Xiao Xianjun's smile appeared in front of him.

"You still have me!"

When Huang Zelin took the green jade, his whole body was trembling. The beauty of jade is full of brilliance, and the inner light of aura makes him excited.

With the help of the Little Demon King, everyone went directly to Moyun Mountain and put the ice coffin back in the Tianji Peak Grottoes.

Su Yanjun also came in a hurry, did his best to provide medicinal materials and manpower, and announced that Master Mu was in retreat.

"Five years!" Huang Zelin stopped Gu Qingqiao from the cave, "Five years later, I will return you Xiaoxianjun!"

"Okay!" Gu Qingqiao smiled.

He lived in Moyun Mountain for two months, and then went to the Northern Demon Territory, summoned all the demon tribes including the Southern Demon, explained the cause and effect of the matter clearly, and gave way to Zhang Jinjin.

Zhang Jinjin didn't get the support of all the tribes due to the issue of blood. Finally, he brought Jiawu, Asabo's parent and son, and the major tribes elected three auxiliary ministers, focusing on cultivating Jiawu to become a new Demon Lord.

No matter what happened, Gu Qingqiao then went to Qingcheng Mountain, Qin Family, Lingshan Mountain and Donghai, and communicated with the major immortals about the situation of the Demon Realm. For at least this hundred years, the Central Plains can recuperate and the Demon Realm is powerless to invade the Central Plains.

Gu Qingqiao was pulled by his friends to reminisce about the old times, and made an appointment to meet again when Mu Xiyuan woke up.

There is still more than half a year before the five-year period, and Gu Qingqiao really does not want to wander east and west, and unknowingly has returned to Evian Town.

Night falls.

Gu Qingqiao was walking on the streets of Evian Town, and suddenly realized that today is the Lantern Festival again.

On the night of lanterns, the green bridge is still there, waiting silently in the joy of thousands of families.

Guqing Bridge sits on the bridge rail, watching the street lights and tourists like weaving.

Late at night.

The lights went out one by one, and the long street gradually became silent.

Light footsteps came from the bridge.

A bunny lamp trembled.

Guqing Bridge jumped off the bridge rail.

Fifty years of time roared like a gust of wind, but in the end it was just like a lover's whisper, lightly touching the sideburns of the hair.

On the person's left wrist, the red rope lights up.

At that moment, forever and ever.

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Chapter 121

Fumo Town is actually a very ordinary town.

Although it is called "Fu Mo", this town is located in the cold northern border, but it doesn't have a family of immortals with supernatural powers, and can't find any people with supernatural powers. Most of the townspeople just make a living by farming. If you want to find out where this majestic name came from, it's just that there is a demon tower in the north of the city, and there is naturally a demon mountain next to it. As for whether the tower is really inhabited by demons and ghosts, even the oldest Uncle Zhang in the town and Li Xiucai, the most knowledgeable person, can't tell.

Today is the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month. As the New Year draws to a close, the peasants have finished their hard work for a year and are all free. Small traders and hawkers are still busy, preparing to make more money a year ago. There are many idlers on the street, which is the busiest time of the year. The women were busy organizing New Year's goods, lingering in front of various stalls, thinking about pulling two feet of floral cloth for their children to make clothes, and buying themselves some rouge gouache. Men have nothing to do, most of them gather in teahouses and restaurants, call three or five friends, and drink tea together and brag.