Si Kong smiled and said: "You monk, I am the one who is favored by others. Why do you have to come to harm me? But apart from Miss Sang, it would be great if you could stay on this Worry-free Island, isolated from the world. It’s carefree, but also very comfortable.”
Wuchen smiled and said: "A quiet place is also vast in ten directions. I thought that you, the majestic dean of Taibai Court, should have ambitions in all directions, but I didn't expect that you are only greedy for a quiet place."
Sikong smiled slightly and said, "I have always been a person without great ambitions."
"Really? Take a closer look if you have the chance."
"Look...what?"
"Let's see if you are really... unambitious!"
A smirk appeared at the corner of Wuchen's mouth, and his evil eyes flashed. His joke made Si Bang's ears turn red. He quickly turned his head and said, "You monk, you are making fun of me again."
Wuchen said: "Look at how serious you were just now, with a sad look on your face. What troubles were you thinking about?"
Si Kong shook his head and sighed: "I was just thinking, I don't know when the inner demon in me will attack. If it attacks again, will I be able to suppress it?"
Wu Chen couldn't help but be startled, and felt that Si Kong, who had always been optimistic, seemed to have a touch of sadness and loneliness on his face at this moment, and he couldn't help but feel a twinge of pain in his heart.
Si Kong raised his head and drank a bowl of wine, smiled sadly, and said: "Monk, if one day you really can't suppress the devil's breath in my body, just kill me with one sword! I won't blame you... …”
As he finished speaking, he felt a warm hand put on his lips. Wuchen reached out and gently covered his mouth to prevent him from saying those stupid things again.
"My Healing Game"
He only felt that his lips were like fire, burning his palms and burning his heart, making him feel pain. The cloth belt covering his eyes was fluttering in the wind, and at this moment, it seemed to be floating into his heart.
The two of them remained speechless, letting the wind slowly blow past each other.
Wuchen's white clothes let the wind blow, and he was swaying like a fairy. He suddenly raised his head and burst into laughter. He said: "Don't worry, I, the monk, will not let you die!"
After saying that, he also raised the wine bowl, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.
Han Ziyue was walking alone on the beach, looking at the stars in the sky in the distance, which seemed to be sinking into the vast sea. The moonlight reflected her lonely figure. The sea surface in the distance rose and fell, like a beast crawling forward, endlessly. Ups and downs.
Watching the tide rise and fall in this lonely bay, she couldn't help but feel lonely. She couldn't help but think of the Night Pillow Wind again, and felt that she couldn't let go of the lovesickness in her heart. She could only take out her flute and gently blow the Night Pillow Wind. The song "Purple Night" given to her.
"Purple Night" is a piece composed by Ye Zhenfeng when he missed her. It implies the names of two people, Han Ziyue and Ye Zhenfeng.
The sound of the flute fades away, and I miss you from the end of the world. Now that I think about it, I realize how deeply he cares for me.
And Ye Zhenfeng, who was far away in another sea area, was also singing a song to express his lovesickness. The two people's flute sounds seemed to be intertwined across time and space. They slightly lowered their eyes and closed their eyes at the same time, and the other's face emerged.
"Purple Moon..."
"Pillow breeze..."
The sea was surprisingly calm at night, and the big ship was moving slowly on the sea. Ye Zhenfeng stood alone on the bow of the ship, lowering his eyes and playing the flute. In the quiet night, the sound of the flute is melodious and lingering. The jade flute plays a long and sympathetic song, full of endless lovesickness and endless sadness, which makes everyone who listens feel sad.
Luo Xuehan, dressed in fluttering white clothes, quietly stood beside the cabin and looked at him, but couldn't bear to disturb him. She thought to herself that the sound of the flute was so lingering and pathos, as if he was thinking of someone, but who was this person?
Thinking of this, Baiyi sighed softly, the person he missed was really very happy. The four maids stood beside Luo Xuehan, looking at each other and shaking their heads slightly.
Zhuo Qi, who was dressed in red, had also heard the sound of the flute and walked out of the cabin. When he saw Luo Xuehan standing beside him, he said in shock: "Why are you here too?"
Yue Lu, who was standing not far away, pouted and said: "This is our Luoxue Palace's ship. What's so surprising about my palace master here? It's you, Miss Zhuo Qi. Mr. Ye obviously doesn't want you to follow, so what are you doing?" Do you have to follow me?"
Zhuo Qi crossed his arms and said, "Aren't you going to Luo Minghai to look for fairy grass? It's about Ye Zhenfeng's life, so of course I have to follow."
Yueshuang rolled her eyes at him and said: "Do you, the Fierce Fire Sect, have nothing to do? Why are you pestering Mr. Ye all the time? When he goes to Blue Moon Valley, you also want to go to Blue Moon Valley. Now that he is going to sea to look for fairy grass, what are you doing? Follow me!"
Zhuo Qi rolled her eyes at Yueshuang. She wanted to say that she was Ye Zhenfeng's unmarried wife, but she felt that she could no longer say it out loud. She couldn't help but choked in her heart, stamped her foot in anger, and then shouted angrily. Turned around and entered the cabin.
Yue Xuan rolled her eyes at Zhuo Qi and said, "I think this girl Zhuo Qi is really annoying, and I insist on following her."
Luo Xuehan sighed softly and said, "She also cares about Young Master Ye."
Yue Jiangxin said straightforwardly: "I think she is more than just caring, I am afraid she likes Mr. Ye."
Luo Xuehan's face changed color slightly, as if she was a little more melancholy. Yue Jiang said seriously: "Palace Master, you should know that you are not allowed to be emotional towards Mr. Ye."
Luo Xuehan said calmly: "Yue Jiang, you don't have to worry. As the master of Luo Xue Palace, I naturally know what I am doing. It is impossible for me and him. He already has another person in his heart."
After saying that, the white shadow turned around and slowly walked into the cabin.
The sea surface was slightly undulating and turbulent, and the sky was full of meteors falling, like hundreds of millions of sky lanterns falling into the sea one after another, which was thrilling to watch.
On the other side of the world, Han Ziyue also looked up and saw the scene of millions of meteors falling.
Wu Chenyang and Si Kong stood side by side. They both looked up at the same time and watched the meteors falling from the sky.
He said to Si Kong: "Si Kong, the sky is full of meteors sliding over our heads at this moment, as if they have fallen into the vast sea."
Sikong raised his head and sighed: "Although I can't see it at this time, this beautiful scenery must be extremely spectacular and vast!"
Wuchen smiled and said, "That's true."
Si Bai said: "It is said that after death, people will turn into stars in the sky. Do you believe it?"
Wuchen smiled lightly and said: "I believe it."
Si Bai nodded slowly and said, "I believe it too."
… …
Heavenly Demon Palace, Demon Lord Palace.
Su Yu looked through the cliff on the side of the bedroom and saw meteors falling from the sky, as if the Milky Way was pouring into the cliff. He was dressed in black and his hair was like silk, tangled in the wind.
He said: "The meteors are forming a river, and strange phenomena are falling from the sky. It seems that another demon is about to resurrect, hahaha!"
Above the restaurant, a man was holding a wine jar and drinking.
The man's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and a flash of devilish aura passed over his body.
Young Master Youruo stood in the Peach Blossom Valley, with the long wind gently blowing the peach blossoms beside him, flying and dancing around him, as if reluctant to leave. Finally, they were blown up to the sky by the wind, as if they were flying across the sky between heaven and earth. It's like a peach blossom bridge.
His heart suddenly beat violently, and the pupils of his eyes shrank slightly. This spectacle of meteors in the sky seemed familiar to him. Memories suddenly poured into his mind like a tide. The originally blank mind was instantly filled with fragments of memory. .
He closed his eyes slightly, as if time and space had turned around and mountains and rivers had moved, bringing him back to the past.
"I will use my body to restrain your strength and live forever..."
"No one has ever been able to destroy you. The only one who can destroy you is yourself. Everything is done willingly and willingly..."
"The fate of saving the common people depends on you..."
"Even if we reach the end of the sky and time becomes a barren sea, we will never fail..."
"Find him for me, find him..."
Countless memory fragments rushed into You Ruo's mind. He clenched his hands, his pupils turned blood red, and he raised his head and roared.
The white hairband tied around his head flew away with the peach blossoms, and his long hair like ink slowly fell away, and finally he fell to the ground covered with peach blossoms.
The meteors all over the sky seemed to penetrate into his pupils, making his eyes blurred and he fell into a deep coma.
Pink peach blossoms fell like rain, gently falling on his white clothes. He remembered that he woke up from a dream. After waking up from that dream, he became a ghost in this world, like a lonely ghost. I keep wandering in the endless world, I don’t know how many years have passed today, how many sunrises and sunsets I have seen...
"Find him for me, find him..."
He seemed to finally remember something, but it seemed like he had never remembered anything. He knew that he must be living in the world with a deep mission, that he must have an extremely important task to accomplish, and that there must be something very important to remember in his heart.
He wanders in the long river of the world, not blindly, but a waiting that spans the world, a mission of firm belief.
When the people from the Tianmo Sect found Young Master Youruo, his whole body was covered with peach blossoms, and he seemed to be dead, with only breathing left.
Kuli Yaolao couldn't find out what kind of disease he had, thinking that he should have fallen into a long sleep.
You Ruo is kind to the Moon Worshiping Demon Lord. If it weren't for You Ruo, his Demon Lord's soul would not be able to condense. Therefore, he wants him to get well no matter what, but even a powerful pharmacist like Kuli Yaolao is helpless. The Heavenly Demon Sect Everyone is worried about Young Master Youruo.
"Demon Lord, Young Master Youruo has a strange disease, and there is really nothing I can do for you. Please ask the Demon Lord to send him to Blue Moon Valley for treatment." Kuli Yao Lao said to the Moon Worshiping Demon Lord.
Moon Worshiping Demon Lord frowned, turned around and asked, "Even Yao Lao, you are helpless?"
Kuli Yaolao shook his head helplessly, and then said: "The master of Blue Moon Valley, Jiang Yanming, has great medical skills and is known as the best medicine fairy in the world. Maybe he can diagnose and cure Young Master Youruo's strange disease."
The Moon Worshiping Demon Lord looked at Youruo sleeping peacefully on the bed, like a sleeping peach blossom, as if he would never wake up, and he couldn't help but worry secretly in his heart.
