Liu Qingyi once thought... If he dies one day, who should be by his side before he dies?

Su Huanzhen talks about no desires, no harm, Yu Cixin, Nangong Hen, Ye Xiaochai... many, but he didn't expect that the person who finally accompanied him to finish this life was...

"The last journey... has not been completed..." Ziyi was still, elegant, still the teacher Yin without clothes, and still the person who was jealous...

The hand was held up again without any reaction. His consciousness was only enough to support it here...the vision and body were gradually uncontrollable.

Wuyi Shi Yin gently supported him and walked slowly forward... "I am very happy... You will eventually return to the Tower of Ci Guang..."

"Ha!" He turned his head, and wanted to see the man clearly, but he finally had the strength to chuckled...

"I know you don't like the Tower of Mercy Light... nor do you like the hypocritical and artificial me, but let me help you walk the last road... I have no regrets at that time, but now, I can only do this." Wuyi Shi Yin said to himself, carefully supporting the people around him, step by step, as if supporting the child who is about to learn to walk...

"Shi Yin..." Liu Qingyi felt the last bit of consciousness, "Do you know why Liu Qingyi is called Liu Qingyi?"

When Wuyi Shi Yin heard this, the hand that was supporting him trembled slightly... "Let's take a few more steps..."

"William catkins follow the wind... will never have its own direction, and can only drift away from the world with the wind and rain in this world."

"Let's go a few more steps..." If you can do it, take a few more steps, let me take you a few more steps...

"Qingyi is just an actor... for this prosperous world, sing a song of rise and fall, and performing joys and sorrows and separations."

“Go again…”

"My name when I was a child has long forgotten... This is what I took... Shi Yin... How about it?"

"Very good..." Stopped because the people around you no longer had the strength to move forward...

"I really like someone to like me..."

It is hard to move any more. When the steps are gone, when the soul returns, one hand drops, but you can no longer see the lines of tears falling from the eyes of the scholar in purple-clothed clothes...

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Yu Cixin, who was killed in the broken island, suddenly felt ache in his heart... He paused, and when he was shocked, Fengcailing had already supported him...

"You are the King of Broken Islands..."

"I am the King of Broken Islands..."

"Will you remember that person?"

He turned around and glared, but saw that the woman behind him had tears in her eyes... "If you can't remember, it really doesn't exist... What Xuyuan told me...will you remember?"

"Fengcailing...you owe me an explanation!" He let go of the support hand, King Wu turned his back, and did not ask, but said with a slight tremolo...

"I am the King of Broken Island!"

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In the floating corridor of the quiet well, the Mo Jian startled a flying snow. The two men under the wind and snow put yellow paper into the brazier and burned the smoke. Time seemed to stop at this moment...

"What are you here for your mother not being with that woman?"

"Why don't you let Xunyuan meet his charity father!"

"I don't need to explain to you..."

"Why don't you let Xunyuan meet his charity father!"

"kindness!"

"You don't understand... what he means to renewing fate!"

"Then do you understand what he means to me?"

The two people under the wind and snow were stubborn and stubborn. After a long time, Wushen did a move that Liu Qingyi often did...

He gently patted Xu Yuan's head, "I'm finished crying, remember to wipe the tears dry..." said Wushen, and the sword energy condensed into two bluestones beside him, handed them to Su Xu Yuan's hand... "From today, the floating corridor will not wait for guests!"

He stood up and left, turned around and scratched a black sword energy with his finger and stabbed into the entrance of the floating corridor...

Su Xuyuan looked at the burning yellow paper and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "The adoptive father... After Xuyuan..., you will not worry anymore..."

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The clouds cross the mountains, the angry Buddhas are all Buddhas, the sound of wooden fish, the sound of rebirth is quiet, the book is closed and the song is chanting lightly, like the great compassionate Buddha entering the world, singing a mantra of rebirth and rebirth to save the soul...

"Can I hear this kind of chant?" Not far behind me, the North Lie Whale and the Sea Tide were quietly enjoying fragrant tea...

"I can hear it..." Mu Yu's voice suddenly stopped, Yibi Shu said, "If there is a Buddha in his heart, how can you not hear the Buddha's words?"

"When did he worship the master? When did he enter the mountain gate? He claimed to be a Buddha, Yibishu... You are arrogant!" Qing Haichao put down his teacup and stared at Yibishu and said.

When will you worship the master? When will you enter the mountain gate? A page of the book points to the heart, "The Buddha was originally speechless, and the mountain gate has no realm..."

"One-People Book..." Qing Haichao suddenly laughed, laughing happily... "Hahahaha!"

"How?" Yipengshu looked at the laughing person...

"Qing Haichao is beginning to appreciate you!" Qing Haichao put down his teacup and stood up and said, "Your big red robe has been drunk by me. What I have taught me, Qing Haichao has done... Goodbye!"

“Not to give it to you.”

Dahongpao? Yiwenshu looked at Qing Haichao who was leaving, and was confused, but chuckled. If you enter Yiwenshu's wall in the next life, you must really discipline yourself...

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"Hey! Master Jiu... are you a boy! Crying? Do you want to become a girl Jiu?" Canlin Nei, Mu Shaoai smiled at Ajiu who suddenly burst into tears.

"Shao Ai...Ajiu's heart is so sad... so sad..." Ajiu cried and threw herself into Shao Ai's arms, "It seems that something has disappeared... so sad!"

When Mu Shaoai heard this, he suddenly fell silent. The heart was a kind heart... At least, it solved the trouble of Ajiu's half of his heart. Although it has not been fully matched yet, the heart is a kind heart...

Good intentions, who wants your kindness!! Ajiu doesn't need your kindness! Mu Shaoai doesn't want your kindness! Mu Shaoai can find a better heart! Why are you troubled! Why are you troubled! Mu Shaoai's eyes flashed with anger, but after a moment, he was sad again...

"Shao Ai... Ajiu is so sad..." Ajiu sobbed in a low voice. Even he himself didn't know why he was crying, but... he was really sad...

"Cry...it's fine after crying..." Let's cry out loud for a while on behalf of Mu Shaoai...

The evening breeze passed through the remaining forest, and the goose yellow clothes gradually wet the area...

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Autumn is a good season to leave...

This year, many people have come, and this season, many people have left...

The man from Hei and White left, and he said... he missed the moonlight... he was worried about the little sister of Yuehua. He said that his brother was the same as him and he didn't need to find him. When he remembered the little sister under Yuehua one day, he should come back...

Jin Xiaokai left. When he left, he carried Hua Feihua, holding a knife, and was standing by his neck. That day, he pointed at Ye Xiaochai and cursed. That day, he vowed to stand at a higher peak than Ye Xiaochai and trampled his grandfather under his feet forever. He cursed and roared, but couldn't see clearly. The mute's eyes silently kept...

Tan Wuyou left. When he left, he was exhausted and full of wounds, and a sister who was already demented, and a Su Rouyun who was unwilling to leave. When he left, he said, "You are finally alone!"

Now...the passerby left...yes, he left...it must be because he was tired of the storm of the world, tired of grudges, love and revenge, so he created such a ridiculous farce to get out...

A native of Qilu, a former Jilin, later entered the suffering state to avenge blood revenge. He was one of the eight generals of Tianhu. He worked hard for the suffering state martial arts world. Although he was biased throughout his life, he always moved forward for justice and justice.

At that time, the flower shadow man in Jijing interviewed Su Huanzhen. The passers-by in Qi suspected that he was cheating and went there for him personally. However, his fellow tribe was ruthless and was ambushed and killed, and was shot down on the cliff. The soldiers in Jijing searched and found only the mottled bloody clothes, which were torn to pieces by spoils. They were suspected to be swallowed by wild animals, and their corpses remained...

Nowadays, the most common legends in the world are that Qilu Ren died, and Su Huanzhen lost help. But Su Huanzhen didn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe it, but he couldn't believe it. If he believed it, Qilu Ren really couldn't come back...

"Ah..." He gently patted Su Huanzhen on the shoulder, and Ye Xiaochai was speechless, but stood firmly behind him...

"Su Huanzhen is fine..." Su Huanzhen held up a slightly stiff smile, "Ye Xiaochai, don't worry about Su..."

The person behind him shook his head, took the letter from Su Huanzhen in one hand, and silencedly tore it apart...

"The Flower Shadowman just wants to attack Su... Su Huanzhen doesn't believe it... Qiluren..." Su Huanzhen looked at Ye Xiaochai's firm eyes and silent support finally made Su Huanzhen firmly firm up her mind, "Qiluren must not be dead! Su"

Ye Xiaochai nodded... The shoulders of the person in front of her were too heavy to bear, and she could only help him like this... Even if she had helped him deceive herself...

"Ye Xiaochai..." Su Huanzhen seemed to remember something and suddenly spoke, "Qin Fuxian may not be able to see Jin Xiaokai..."

"Ah..." Shaking his head...he was helpless, unable, nor could he do it...he could not continue this affection. Ye Xiaochai couldn't help asking himself, what can these hands protect?

"You go... don't leave any regrets anymore." This time, Su Huanzhen patted Ye Xiaochai's shoulder and said, "I believe Su Huanzhen! Su Huanzhen is not afraid of this storm!"

"ah!"

"Believe me!"

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"What a beautiful orchid..." The saki passerby, covered in blood and covered in bruises, was as angry as a scattered man holding a white jade jar and murmured. "Do you like this place? The arrows are invisible?"

We fight to escape, believing to the enemy, but when people are exhausted, the scattered passers-by have reached a state of exhaustion...

Looking at the orchid in front of me, I felt my lifelong guilt in my arms. The passerby rose up to his strength and kept digging with his scarred hands...

"The clan of Qilu... can only take you here..."

Under the orchid in the valley, one person is desolate... Is the love and hatred of the past going to end? Or the journey of a lifetime going to end? The passers-by don't know, and there is no need to know...

"Famous fame is a creature of external things, and it is romantic even without a single inch!" The evening breeze gusts of wind, the orchid sways and the romantic scenery attracts the romantic people... "The beautiful valley of Ya... is beautiful! The beautiful orchid... is beautiful! people..."

"kindness!!!!"

One is covered in blood and disheveled hair. The other is elegant and elegant, with eyes facing each other, and silent for a moment.

A gust of evening breeze blew... "Ghost!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The extremely shrill wail sounded from Ya Valley...

Before the Qilu was unconscious, he smiled bitterly... This sound really sent Qilu to the Qilu to become a ghost...
Chapter completed!