Si Ming Chapter 17: Kill me

Zhang Yuan didn't have time to think about what that feast was about. The elders who had no way were already chasing after her, and Er Sheng's left hand was struggling with her right hand. Seeing the figures of the elders, she was even more anxious and looked at Zhang Yuan helplessly.

Zhang Yuan was thinking that no matter what Er Sheng turned into, he first blocked the group of immortals, and when he raised his eyes, he suddenly saw a few strange changes in Er Sheng's face, and then she hooked her lips and smiled: " It came just right." The sword of a scale vibrated in her hand, and the blood beads on the sword flew out along the blade, Er Sheng said coolly, "I haven't had enough fun just now."

She stepped forward one step, and she was about to rush over to fight with the elders, but Zhang Yuan suddenly grabbed her hand from behind her. His eyes were full of disapproval: "Er Sheng, the more you fight against people at this time, the more intense your demonic energy will become. You really shouldn't be so indulgent, and try your best to suppress the demonic air."

Er Sheng was startled, the color in her eyes was black and red for a while, but in the end she still shook off Zhang Yuan's hand and said, "Even if you don't kill them today and escape, they will definitely kill them in the future. me."

Looking at the hand that Er Sheng had thrown away, Zhang Yuan was a little stunned. After a long silence, his complexion sank, and it was the first time he used force on Er Sheng. He grabbed her and forcefully poured divine power into Er Sheng's body, while suppressing her movements, he said solemnly: "You are confused, you are not sure what is good for you and what is bad for you, we won't go today. Jiuyou, don't fight with everyone without Fang..."

"Don't want to run away!" Ji Wu, who was chasing after him, shouted, and the magic weapon he sacrificed smashed over with his spiritual power.

Er Sheng was not in a hurry, neither avoided nor avoided, but sneered: "Zhang Yuan, what if I don't fight them, these people are determined to take care of me."

At this time, Zhang Yuan was being stabbed by Er Sheng's attitude and became angry. Ji Wu's sudden move disturbed the conversation between the two and made Zhang Yuan even more angry. The oncoming magic weapon was severely knocked down. Unexpectedly, Er Sheng suddenly broke free from his restraint when he was distracted, and with a scaled sword he slashed straight at Ji Wu.

Even though Er Sheng had fallen into a demon, Ji Wu never thought that any disciple would dare to confront him with a sword. Er Sheng suddenly took the initiative to attack, and his face changed greatly, and the anger he was offended in his heart was even more layered. He burned up: "It's really a hindrance!" He finally pulled out the sword on his waist and collided with a scaled sword crisply.

"The old guy has a bit of a knack for it."

Jiwu was trembling with anger. He was the most diligent in cultivation among his peers, but because of his low talent, he was also the last person to cultivate his true body, so that he looked like the oldest of all. Naturally, he is also the most taboo to be told that he is old.

"Human!" After one move, the two of them stood firm on the ground, Er Sheng looked at Ji Wu and giggled, "The more one lacks something, the more afraid of what others say. You have no talent, Cultivation is hard and tiring, but you are still the last person to get the real body. You have too much desire for power and always want to be the next immortal. However, in my opinion, the successor of your immortals is probably different. People, for example—intoxicated."

Suddenly hearing this, a murderous look flashed across Ji Wu's eyes.

Zhang Yuan shouted in a low voice, "Er Sheng!" He could hear that these words were Er Sheng trying to lure out the darkness in Ji Wu's heart. Once the immortal cultivator has such an idea, he will not be far away. .

Suddenly hearing Zhang Yuan's scolding, Er Sheng's complexion changed a bit. She raised one hand to cover her mouth with difficulty. At this time, the rest of the elders had arrived one after another, and the murderous aura pervaded everyone. The only trace of clarity left in Ersheng's eyes disappeared.

Zhang Yuan's brows sank, and he was about to grab Er Sheng and come back, but Ji Wu suddenly shot and stopped Zhang Yuan, he shouted loudly: "This man's mana is more than that of the devil, he can't Let these two stay together!"

As soon as the voice fell, several elders flew over and stopped in front of Zhang Yuan together.

"Go away." Zhang Yuan was furious, golden light flashed through layers of black eyes, and the mighty aura of the dragon came out, making everyone's complexion change.

The elders Wufang have cultivated immortals for many years, and have experienced many dangerous things in this life. Although they were restrained by Zhang Yuan's power at this time, they immediately recovered. Everyone exchanged a look, and the footsteps were constantly changing. Immediately, he set up a killing formation and surrounded Zhang Yuan.

The few here are fighting with Zhang Yuan seriously, and the other elders are not to be outdone, and they come and go with Er Sheng. She is separated from Chang Yuan.

Er Sheng followed their intentions and went into the forest, and the figures of several people disappeared completely in the shadows of the trees after a while.

A white light flashed across everyone's line of sight, chasing after Er Sheng, Zhang Yuan saw it clearly, it was the figure of Immortal Venerable Chang Wu! An ominous premonition suddenly appeared in his heart. He wanted to chase after him, but these people were still clinging to him and wouldn't let him leave.

Zhang Yuan's eyes swept coldly across the faces of the elders. He has always been unhappy when dealing with mortals, so that last time he easily followed the words of those warlocks, and this time...

The black hair is automatic without wind, and the divine power rises from the soles of his feet, wrapping around him and rising rapidly, straight into the sky. After a while, a black dragon with infuriating qi seemed to rush out of his body, the dragon roared for nine days, the earth trembled, and the mighty dragon was entrenched around him. Just listening to a few crisp cracks in the air, the magic formation formed by the elders with all their strength was instantly shattered.

Zhang Yuan walked slowly, every step of the way, the ground trembled, and some elders were even unsteady and fell to the ground. Everyone looked at him in horror, and he only glanced at Jiwu lightly, and said: "Quality is set in heaven, but you can only specialize in one side to create a special research talent, and diligence is cultivated in the day after tomorrow. Diligence makes up for the poor in everything, and diligent practice in everything is the way to become an all-rounder. Don't listen to what Ersheng said just now."

After speaking, ignoring everyone's stunned silence, he went straight into the woods.

Zhang Yuan's walking seems to be slow and slow, but it is a step of ten miles, but in an instant, he catches up with Chang Wu, and the two walk side by side without looking at each other. Everyone was stunned when they saw the scene in front of them, and stopped.

Blood-red blood was scattered loosely on the white velvet flowers. The broken bodies of several elders in Wufang were placed in the flowers. Er Sheng stood there with his sword, covered in blood.

A butterfly is resting on her lips as if sucking the blood from her face.

Er Sheng turned her head slowly, she lightly opened her lips, and the butterfly parked on her lips was disturbed and fluttered away. Zhang Yuan, you can see that I'm already very powerful now." After a while, he said blankly: "I tried to control him, but I dug out the elder's heart."

"I'm now..." She smiled, but blood red tears rolled from her eyes, "...probably gone crazy."

The wind blows, and the velvet flowers are scattered all over the sky.

In the end, Er Sheng just stood there alone holding a scaled sword, repeating over and over again: "I'm probably crazy."

Zhang Yuan was shocked, Er Sheng was still standing there stiffly, but he seemed to see her curled up in the dark, crying red, she was desolate and helpless crying for help, but No one can help her.

She must be insane...

Chang Wu's hand holding the flame-lifting sword turned white. Many years ago, the scene of Chang'an's burning and flowing waves seemed to reappear in front of him. His heart was grieved and he let out a low voice. Immortal strength poured out the flame sword, the sword was bright and prosperous, and it slashed towards Er Sheng with the momentum of thunder.

Er Sheng is still standing there.

However, when the flame-throwing sword was still a foot away from Er Sheng's head, a cloudy barrier suddenly ejected from Er Sheng's atrium, and it took over Chang Wu's all-out effort. A sword.

The sword light and the enchantment fought fiercely, rubbing out a dazzling brilliance.

The Immortal Venerable wanted to kill Er Sheng under the sword, and at this time, he even mobilized his inner breath. How could he think that Er Sheng's power was so arrogant at this time, and the enchantment did not move at all. It forced him to vomit a mouthful of blood.

Xianzun has cultivated for many years, and there is a purifying power in his blood. This mouthful of blood softened Ersheng's enchantment a lot at once. Immortal Venerable saw the opportunity, and regardless of the damage to his own vitality, he again forcefully injected the immortal power into the sword, and the flames flourished again.

The turbid barrier was broken with the sound of "thorn".

Raising the flame sword without holding back, a sword slashed into Er Sheng's shoulder...

At the right moment, at the moment when the flaming sword was about to sink into Ersheng's shoulder, Ersheng's eyes suddenly turned to a strange angle, staring at Immortal Venerable. No need, she curled her fingers into claws with one hand, and digged straight at Changwu with her sharp black fingertips, actually wanting to take out his heart!

Xianzun also thought hard, aware of Er Sheng's ruthless tricks, Xianzun did not accept the move, and saw that this sword cut down and slashed Er Sheng, he would also lose a heart.

In an instant, white velvet flowers rose up, and no one knew how Zhang Yuan passed by. When Er Sheng's blood-red eyes slowly saw Zhang Yuan clearly, Immortal Venerable's flame-throwing sword had already slashed at him. On his back, his clothes were scorched to pieces by the blade of the sword, but Yan Yanjian could not really hurt Changyuan, and black dragon scales appeared, blocking the attack of Yan Yanjian.

The dragon scales on his back vibrated, and Chang Wu, who had already injured his vitality, was so shocked that he retreated several feet. Chang Wu stood on the ground and covered his chest. He was seriously injured.

Er Sheng's face was splattered with blood, but the warm blood did not come from Chang Wu.

Er Sheng's eyes widened, as if she was extremely frightened. She turned her eyes with difficulty, but her eyes finally landed on Zhang Yuan's heart, where her sharp fingertips were deeply buried. In his flesh, she seemed to be able to feel the beating of the heart inside, calm and steady, just like Chang Yuan in the past.

"Dragon... Where's the dragon scale?" Er Sheng asked subconsciously, trembling.

She didn't know that Zhang Yuan had already pulled out the hardest heart-protecting scale on Zhang Yuan's body, made it into a scaled sword, and gave it to Er Sheng like a candy.

"Cough." He coughed, the thick blood suppressed in his throat overflowed his lips, and wet the scaled sword that fell on the ground. Seeing the panic in Er Sheng's eyes, he raised his hand, touched her head comfortingly, and said, "It's okay, it didn't hurt the heart."

Er Sheng's thoughts were in chaos. She moved her fingertips, trying to pull out her fingernails. Zhang Yuan trembled slightly, as if in extreme pain. He clenched his teeth and said nothing. After a while, Zhang Yuan sighed slightly and said softly, "Er Sheng, relax, don't use your fingertips..."

Before he finished speaking, Er Sheng didn't know what he was shocked, and quickly pulled out his finger.

Rao is Zhang Yuan's face no longer able to bear it, but his face was still pale at that moment.

"Right... I'm sorry." Seeing this, Er Sheng's face became even more ugly than Zhang Yuan's, she hugged her head and kept beating, "There is someone inside, someone made me crush my heart... That person If I want to hurt you, I'm afraid I can't control it again."

"I'm afraid..." Er Sheng stumbled back while patting her head, she said hoarsely, "I can't control him, he smiles every time he sees me, every time he smiles, I When I come back to my senses again, my hands are bloody. Zhang Yuan... I'm afraid."

Er Sheng has almost never said a word of 'fear' to him in front of Zhang Yuan. She has always been bold and stubborn. At this time, when she says she is afraid, she must have nowhere to go, and she is extremely afraid.

She hugged her head and stepped back step by step, looking flustered, sharp nails pierced the magic mark between her eyebrows, black blood trickling out, winding like a thin snake and crawling all over her face , looks horrible and disgusting.

Zhang Yuan strongly suppressed the surging blood in his chest and stopped the blood overflowing from his chest. He took two steps forward and grabbed Er Sheng's wrist tightly. Er Sheng struggled to push him away, but Zhang Yuan was silent. He pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly. The more Er Sheng earns, the more he can't let go.

He didn't know what to say to comfort him, or what he could do to make her less afraid. Holding Er Sheng like this, I don't know if I'm comforting her or comforting myself.

He hated his own powerlessness.

When the dragon clan was annihilated, he was still young, and he could only watch his clan people build up the dragon pillars with their bodies, and then they were sealed. In the Ruins of Ten Thousand Heavens, no matter how much he wanted to be free, he could only be restrained by the endless darkness and could not break through the imprisonment. And now...

He has a whole body of divine power, but he still can't help Er Sheng share even a little pain.

No matter what he became, there was always something he couldn't do in this world.

I don't know how long it took, Er Sheng gradually calmed down, she leaned on Zhang Yuan's shoulder, both of them were covered in embarrassed blood. Er Sheng suddenly calmly said: "Zhang Yuan, kill me."

The heartbeat suddenly failed at this moment, Zhang Yuan lowered his eyes and remained silent, but his arms hugged her tighter.

"They're right, I can't live anymore." Er Sheng's voice was very soft, "After killing so many people and killing so many people, I can no longer convince myself that I'm fine, I can still Atonement. I live madly, but I have to sacrifice thousands of lives to pay homage, what's the point of such a 'living'?"

Er Sheng raised her head from Zhang Yuan's arms, and saw the blue sky and white clouds drifting past her head, her calm expression slowly became stiff, and then she became hideous, her eyes were also red with murderous intent, only the corners of her mouth were The helpless bitter smile was still hanging, her voice was tense, and she gritted her teeth: "Zhang Yuan, save me..."

The sound fell, the wind picked up, and all the white velvet flowers were rolled up into the sky. The black blood on Er Sheng's face was like a raised meridian, fiercely entrenched on her face, cutting her face into pieces.

Suddenly, a black aura emerged from her body, and she pushed Zhang Yuan away. She seemed extremely happy, laughed sharply, and her voice was extremely harsh.

This kind of Ersheng is still his Ersheng.

At this time, Shen Zui and Ji Ling rushed over and were shocked when they saw this scene. Immortal Venerable covered his heart and looked at Er Sheng with a livid face, Ji Ling hurriedly took out the wound medicine from his arms and handed it to Chang Wu to eat. Immortal Venerable closed his eyes and adjusted his breath for a while before he said, "Don't let her transform into a demon."

Intoxicated hearing the words, his eyebrows sank, he picked up his sword and flew towards Er Sheng.

Er Sheng's eyes rolled stiffly in the center of the black demonic energy. She saw Intoxication, her eyes suddenly became wet, and she looked at Intoxication helplessly and said, "Master, save Little Ear."

Intoxicated, her heart was in chaos, and her sword was murderous, but at this moment, the corner of Er Sheng's lips cracked into a bloodthirsty arc: "I lied to you!" She stomped her foot, and the scaled sword on the ground immediately Flying up, Er Sheng danced casually and threw a scaled sword at Drunk.

The sword came so fast that it didn't give Drunk any time to dodge, and the sword edge was about to cut his throat. Ji Ling exclaimed, and suddenly the sword swayed, and turned around out of thin air into Zhang Yuan's hands.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Zhang Yuan. He held the sword and gently wiped away the dirt and blood remaining on the sword with his sleeve. The pitch-black blade shone in his hand. It seems that this sword also has emotions, suddenly sad and happy.

Er Sheng looked at Zhang Yuan quietly for a while, and suddenly burst into tears, she said sadly, "Is even Chang Yuan going to be my enemy? You said that you would always be with me. "

Zhang Yuan lowered his eyes and remained silent without answering. The tip of a scale sword hangs down, pointing to the ground.

Er Sheng wiped away her tears and smiled happily: "Zhang Yuan is still towards me."

Zhang Yuan stepped out in one step, shaking the mountain in an instant. He raised his eyes, his golden eyes flickered, and the mighty divine power of the ancient dragon was hidden inside. His whole body was full of righteousness, and in just one breath, the aura of the dragon swept out for a hundred miles, carrying the momentum of sweeping away thousands of troops, and purging the energy of demons and beasts in the world.

Er Sheng first transformed into a demon, no matter how powerful the magic power in his body is, he can't resist such a head-on attack. When the color below turned black, the meridians all over his body burst into layers, and several meridians were actually broken by Chang Yuan Shengsheng's shock. Her legs were weak, and she slumped to the ground.

Zhang Yuan carried the sword and walked slowly to her, Er Sheng looked at him sadly: "Zhang Yuan, Er Sheng is so painful... Are you going to do something to me?"

He didn't show the slightest sign on his face, but the hand holding the one-scale sword had blue veins, and the joints were stiff and white. No one could explain his feelings towards Er Sheng.

"Zhang Yuan, I've always known that you are good to me..." Er Sheng suddenly said sadly, "I can't do anything about this step, it's really God's will, I was thinking... I was thinking about laying a few more eggs with you, and I also thought that laying ten eggs is not enough to show how much I like you."

"Zhang Yuan, just kill me. I can't accompany you all the way... I'm sorry."

Zhang Yuan gently closed his eyes and slowly relaxed his hand holding a scaled sword.

Suddenly, Er Sheng curled his fingers into claws, and when Zhang Yuan closed his eyes, he got up abruptly and attacked his heart, without hesitation at all, with a vicious look that vowed to kill Zhang Yuan.

Blood splattered, and everyone only heard a soft sound of 'porphyr'.

All things return to silence.

Er Sheng looked at the sharp sword that pierced through her heart, and sneered: "After this sword, there will be no Er Sheng in this world, Shenlong Changyuan, you will be lonely for thousands of years, and in countless days and nights, you will remember , you killed her with your own hands!" Er Sheng's face suddenly became sad, "Zhang Yuan...you can still feel at ease..."

Zhang Yuan still didn't speak, he just silently pulled out a scaled sword. With the blood splashing, he threw this peerless weapon made by himself.

The sword cried out in mourning, like a great sorrow and a long cry.

Er Sheng's body gradually softened, and the indifference, ridicule and resentment on her face disappeared, leaving only pure peace. Without these mottled black marks, she would have fallen asleep.

Zhang Yuan squatted down and gently held her on his lap. His voice was extremely hoarse: "I will accompany you..." Halfway through his words, he thought about it, Er Sheng is not a mortal, she is a commander. On that side, she still has a person she likes, a high emperor.

He didn't even know where to accompany him.

Breathing was a little stagnant, he touched Er Sheng's cheek, thinking emptyly about what to do with himself. Suddenly, his fingertips trembled, but Er Sheng, who was not breathing, opened his eyes.

Zhang Yuan couldn't help holding his breath, for fear that as soon as he gasped, he would blow Er Sheng away.

Her eyes are clear and translucent after a long time, just like a rude and willful child who desperately longed for someone to be hurt when they first met. She looked at the sky, and the familiar and unfamiliar clouds still floated across the blue sky as always. She suddenly said: "This is the woods behind the village. I remember, I met Chang Yuan here."

She smiled lightly: "As the Master said, the son of Peter is infinitely beautiful."

Zhang Yuan's throat choked, like a pain in his heart.

Er Sheng's eyes closed quietly, but this time they didn't open them again. There wasn't even time for him to have the last word with her...

The breeze is coming, already with moist warmth. Chang Yuan remembered that Er Sheng had said that after July this year, she will be eighteen, and her short life has not had time to go through the eighteenth year.

Si Ming, if this is your destiny, you are really too cruel to yourself.

Intoxicated, he stood dumbfounded not far away, with mixed feelings in his heart. He fixedly looked at Er Sheng, and suddenly saw black bubbles appearing on Er Sheng's mouth, his expression changed again, and he said in awe : "The corpse changes!" As soon as he drank, everyone's eyes fell on Er Sheng's face again.

Xianzun said angrily: "That monster actually wanted to occupy Ersheng's body and turn her into a walking corpse!"

Zhang Yuan touched Ersheng's head, his voice full of sighs and sighs: "I don't think I can't even keep your whole body." After saying this, he buried his head, ignoring what was coming out of Ersheng's mouth. Sensual demonic energy, she used her tongue to open her lips and teeth.

This is a kissing technique he just learned, but he didn't expect it to be used in such a place.

He put one hand on Er Sheng's heart, and poured in divine power violently, and Er Sheng's body shook violently. But it was Chang Yuan who shattered Er Sheng's heart! The pieces of the heart pushed by divine power were all sucked into Zhang Yuan's abdomen.

The demonic energy in Er Sheng's body disappeared, and the mottled black marks and demonic imprints on his face gradually disappeared, turning into a pure white face.

Zhang Yuan was able to hold back the blood surging in his body. The demonic energy of the evil spirit bead in his body fought fiercely with the power of the dragon. The pain made his skin tremble uncontrollably. As if he didn't feel anything, he looked at Er Sheng's clean face and squinted and smiled: "Girls are better looking."

Indulge was greatly shaken when he saw this scene, he suddenly heard a choked cry, but Ji Ling, who had a cold face, covered his mouth and cried. Even Immortal Venerable looked a little dumbfounded.

Chang Wu lowered his eyes, and a trace of vicissitudes and sympathy suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.

Suddenly, a refreshing breath came from the sky. Chang Wu looked up and his heart was shocked. The immortals who came from the sky and stepped on the clouds looked exactly the same as his childhood mentor Chonghua. He didn't know that his teacher was only one of the three worlds of Moxi, the **** of war. Of course these are foreign words.

It was indeed Moxi, the **** of war who came at this time. Thousands of heavenly soldiers followed behind him, all following the orders of the heavenly emperor to arrest the evil dragon who escaped from the Ruins of Ten Thousand Heavens.

The scene here is not as they thought. The evil dragon does not have a ferocious face, nor does he rush to escape.

The man whose clothes were torn to pieces was still bleeding, but his face was unexpectedly calm. When he saw them, he just gently put down the dead woman in his arms and said to the others: " And cover her body with a bamboo mat, you... can't touch it."

The other three knew that there might still be residual demonic energy on the corpse. Zhang Yuan must have been afraid that the heavenly soldiers and generals would know about it and would not leave a corpse for Ersheng, so he deliberately concealed the demonic energy in Ersheng's body. , not to be discovered. They were also afraid that they would go to tidy up Er Sheng's body afterwards, and they would be infected with demonic energy.

He is such a kind person, he loves Ersheng so much, and loves Ersheng so much...

God forced him to do something...

Mo Xi glanced at everyone lightly, and when he saw Chang Wu, his eyes paused slightly, then nodded and looked at Chang Yuan again: "Zhang Yuan, escaped from the Ruins of Ten Thousand Heavens privately, you Know the guilt?"

Zhang Yuan shook his head and answered honestly, "I don't know."

The faces of the heavenly soldiers and generals changed, and they thought that this dragon was a calm lord, difficult to deal with, and suddenly heard Zhang Yuan say: "But now I don't want to stay in the human world. I would like to return to Wantian. Ruins.”

After all, there is nothing in this world that he is fond of.

She woke up on her own bed.

Seeing the beautiful embroidery on the bed canopy, for some reason, she suddenly felt a world away at this moment.

Si Ming felt that she fell asleep and seemed to have forgotten a lot of things. There were many voices in her mind that were constantly intruding on her already unclear thoughts, making noise and confusion, and finally only four words gradually came to prominence.

Chang Yuan Ersheng.

It looks like a young child using his fingers to write two words crookedly on the sand, ugly but eye-catching.

Si Ming rubbed his brows and thought about it carefully, but still had no clue, and finally had to give up. She sat up with difficulty. She was wondering why her body was so stiff and unresponsive. Out of the corner of her eyes, she suddenly saw a dark shadow. She was startled, looked over, and saw a man in a purple stand-collar robe. The man stood in front of the windowsill with his hands behind his back, and his fingers were gently twirling the bluegrass she raised, playing seriously.

Si Ming was stunned and said dissatisfiedly: "Emperor, my bluegrass has a very sweet temper, and it is not allowed to poke and twist it. You are gone, and I have to apologize to it."

Hearing this, the Emperor of Heaven let go of his hand calmly, turned his head, looked at her coldly, and said sarcastically, "Are you willing to wake up?"

"No." Si Ming said, "The dream seems to be unfinished, so I will squint for a while." After speaking, he honestly pulled the quilt and lay down.

The corner of Tiandi's mouth tightened, and he snorted coldly: "Isn't it enough for you to be drunk for a thousand years? The affairs of the Qintian Temple have been completely handed over to the Sansheng stone. If you sleep again, you want to leave me alone, you Simingxing. Your job?"

Si Ming was wrapped in the quilt and turned over, and a voice that she didn't care about came from the quilt: "If the emperor thinks that I can make you feel comfortable, then you can leave me. Si Ming has done a lifetime of Si Ming Xingjun, you have long been tired and crooked."

When did Si Ming get such anger here, when Si Ming saw him, he wasn't blushing and heartbeat, even if there was an occasional quarrel, it was definitely Si Ming who pretended to be pitiful to apologize and cling to him. Bad fight, never gave him a face.

Now she wakes up but...

The Emperor was so angry that his eyes turned blue, as if he wanted to slap her twice.

"Emperor, Wei Chen is falling asleep, there are differences between men and women, please avoid it."

Heavenly Emperor laughed in anger, and before he left, he coldly dropped the words: "Tomorrow, I will go to the Moxi mansion to find the Sanshengshi, and hand over the affairs as soon as possible. Keep getting tired of it until the end of your life."

The door is slammed shut.

Si Ming opened his eyes in the soft quilt, his eyes were clear, and there was no trace of sleepiness.

Si Ming has always been a smart and associative person. From the words of the Heavenly Emperor just now, she recalled the cause and effect of her falling asleep. Before she confessed to the Emperor of Heaven, unexpectedly, she was rejected again. She felt sad and wanted to go to Qiongchi to ask for two glasses of wine, but she had a dispute with Moxi's wife Sansheng, and she fell into Qiongchi. After drinking, he fell asleep.

Now it seems that she has slept for a thousand years.

A dream for thousands of years, no wonder she felt as if she had passed away when she first woke up.

It's just... When she woke up and saw the emperor beside her, she thought she would be overjoyed, but she never thought that she would feel inexplicably tired and didn't want to see him. What she wants to see is... who is it?

The figure of another man suddenly appeared in Si Ming's mind. She had never seen him before, and it felt very familiar, but no matter how hard she tried to recall, she couldn't recall his face.

It's probably a hallucination. She thought, and closed her eyes again. Will she see that man again in her dream? If she can see him... She should sleep a little longer.

Heavenly Emperor exited the Qintian Temple, where his palm turned, and a soft white gas appeared in his palm. This was Si Ming's thousand-year-old memory, and he brought it up all at once. The thick white mist swirled softly in his palm, the warmth and thickness seemed to contain an unspeakable emotion, like a strong lovesickness...

Acacia?

Heavenly Emperor's eyebrows sank, his five fingers clenched tightly, and the group of memories was severely pinched. He thought, no matter how much love it is, it's just a lifetime of misfortune. One has relocked the Ruins of Ten Thousand Heavens, and the other has lost all the memories between the two. When he pulled these memories out of Si Ming's mind, the two of them The fate is completely exhausted.

Under the cloud platform outside the Qintian Temple, the imperial chariot has been set up, and his attendant He Xian respectfully saluted, and then asked: "Emperor, Lord Siming Xingxing has woken up, do you care about her private mortal world this time? Punishment?"

Heavenly Emperor took a step and hid the white mist in his hand into his sleeve: "I've already punished it." He said lightly, "Si Ming's private mortal world matter ... must not be publicized."

"Yes."

"Go back to the palace."

The imperial car started, and the group went to the Heavenly Palace in a mighty way. Hexian quietly looked back at the Qintian Temple of Si Mingxingjun. When did the Heavenly Emperor show favoritism for whom, this time... I am afraid that soon, this Heavenly Palace will have a big wedding banquet.

Si Ming slept again, but this time she woke up refreshed, not as depressed and heavy as when she woke up yesterday. It's just that her body was still a little stiff. She got out of bed and walked around the house. Seeing the sunshine outside the window, she just wanted to go out for a walk.

She's been drunk for a thousand years, so there must be a lot of different things outside.

Si Ming has never liked to be disturbed in her life. There are no servants in Qintian Palace. She does everything by herself. She planted every flower and grass by herself, so she also loves herself more than other gods. 's nest. Si Ming took care of himself, but as soon as he stepped out of the dormitory, he saw several maids outside the door cleaning the courtyard.

The maids suddenly saw that the man who had been lying down for a thousand years suddenly came out of the room, and they were a little stunned at the moment. I'm awake, congratulations to Si Ming Xingjun."

"Who are you?"

"Xiao Xian is the maid of the God of War's mansion. Madam sent us over to help sweep the yard and weed the weeds. Today is the day of cleaning. I don't know if Xingjun is awake. I have offended you. Please forgive me."

Si Mingxin said that Sansheng is still a good and careful girl, and also thought that just yesterday, the emperor also asked her to hand over affairs with Sansheng, so she will go to the God of War today to say thank you, she is drunk She slept comfortably, but she slapped that girl Sansheng a little harder. She knew better than anyone that Si Ming's life was always laborious and thankless. She waved her hands to several people and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you, I'll go to the God of War mansion to thank you."

Several maids saluted respectfully and resumed their work.

The road to Changshengtian is quite long, and it was very difficult for Si Ming to wake up and drive the clouds. She stopped and stopped flying for a long time, but she still had half the way. She stopped on a road with white clouds. She was angry. He lowered his legs and said, "I saw you!"

At the right time, a white cloud happened to fly over her head. Hearing this curse, the fairy on the cloud looked down and jumped off the cloud head in shock. The person here is Wenqu Xingjun. He has always had a good relationship with Si Ming. He is a bad old man who loves gossip very much.

"Long time no see, Xingjun, Si Ming! You're finally awake." Wen Qu patted Si Ming's shoulder and smiled, and Si Ming also followed suit with a smile. Ming's ear said, "If you don't wake up again, I think the emperor will be hooked away by that fox."

Si Ming was startled, then smiled, "Which fox has such great ability?"

Wenqu thought she was pretending to be calm, but she still said mysteriously: "A few days ago, there was a spirit fox who became an immortal. , you have to pay attention."

Si Ming calmly said: "There are too many goddesses and immortals who have the emperor's mind in this Jiuzhongtian. If I pay attention to all of them, I will be exhausted. If the fox wants to pursue the emperor, let her pursue it. I have nothing to do with it."

As soon as these words came out, not only Wen Qu was stunned, but Si Ming himself felt a little surprised.

Since when did she become so oblivious to these things?

The two of them were talking, and two people came slowly from the other end of Baiyun Changdao. The woman was small and thin, as if she had no feet, and the other man was tall. The two walked together as if they were one Father with his daughter.

At this time, Wen Qu suddenly became excited. He patted Si Ming's shoulder vigorously: "It's that fox demon! It looks as big as a sparrow and seduces all kinds of men all day long."

Si Ming looked in the direction that Wen Qu pointed, and saw that the woman just grew to the man's chest. The two seemed to be talking happily, and Wen Qu was still muttering angrily beside her. However, Si Ming stared at the two of them, their heights obviously didn't match, but she seemed to see other people's shadows on them.

It's a guy who's a little dumb and a girl who's a little bit two. They look at each other without any language. They just stare at each other like this, but their eyes are filled with countless happiness.

As if they already had the world.

Si Ming suddenly had the urge to burst into tears at this moment.

The two got closer and closer, the man recognized Wenqu Xingjun, the two bowed to Wenqu Xingjun, Wenqu nodded pretentiously, but Si Ming was still in a daze, Wenqu coughed, He hit Si Ming with his elbow, and Si Ming suddenly recovered. Wen Qu said to the two of them, "This is Si Ming Xingjun. You have only been in the upper realm for a short time, and you probably haven't seen her before."

The woman's face turned pale when she heard the four characters of Si Ming Xingjun. They had all heard the legends in the sky, and they naturally knew how Si Ming used to run on goddesses who had ideas about the emperor.

Seeing Si Dingding staring at her, Xiaohuxian was flustered, her knees softened, she hurriedly knelt on the ground, and gave her a big gift: "Xiao...Xiaoxian has seen Si...Siming Xingjun. "

Si Ming was silent, causing several people present to suspend their minds. After a while, she pointed to the man beside Huxian and said faintly, "You should be with him."

Be nice with him...

Who should get along well with whom, in fact, Si Ming doesn't know. But saying it at this time made Xiaohuxian pale with fright. She only said that this was a warning from Si Ming to her. He shook his head and kowtowed: "Xiaoxian knows, thank you Shenjun for the suggestion."

The man next to him originally liked this fox fairy. At this time, he was overjoyed and knelt down and said, "Thank you, God, God."

Si Ming waved his hand and turned to leave, Wen Qu followed step by step, and when he was far away, he quietly gave Si Ming a thumbs up and said, "Si Ming, you come in and deal with women more and more. He is so advanced that he can repel the enemy in just a few words, and he is truly as powerful as God Monarch Moxi!"

Si Ming paused slightly and asked, "Has there been any major incident in Heaven recently? Moxi has become more powerful again?"

"You don't know, the evil dragon who was sealed in the Ruins of Ten Thousand Heavens escaped into the human world privately, and the Lord Moxi led a hundred heavenly soldiers and generals to arrest him, hum, when the evil dragon saw Mo The **** of Xishenjun was so frightened that he was so frightened that he knelt down and begged for mercy. In the end, the goddess did not move a single soldier, and easily captured the evil dragon back. Haha, the heaven has been quiet for many years, but I did not expect that the gods of Moxi were still undiminished. Back then! Fortunately, that is still the relict of the ancient dragon, it's really useless!"

Si Ming listened, and nodded in agreement: "It is indeed a useless dragon."

The ten-mile plum forest outside the God of War was planted by Moxite for his wife Sansheng. The weather was good today, Sansheng set up a desk in the courtyard and said that he wanted to draw plums, and forced Moxi to study ink for her.

Sansheng has no talent for painting, and every time she makes herself as disgraced as the rice paper under her hand, in line with the principle of not being ugly by herself, she prefers to make Moxi as disgraced, so every time Cuz Sansheng is going to paint, and the entire Changshengtian must be under martial law to prevent people from seeing the gods and their wives... indecent.

I don't want the guards on duty today to go somewhere to hide, but no one stopped Si Ming and let her swagger through the ten-mile Merlin and enter the yard.

When Sansheng was drawing on Xingtou at the right time, she put down a pen, slapped her hand with cinnabar on the rice paper, she shook her head proudly, and said to Moxi, "Look, Isn't this plum so beautiful in red?"

Mo Xi calmly nodded and praised: "It's very beautiful."

Si Ming saw the terrifying **** handprint after a long distance. She twitched the corner of her mouth and said honestly, "It's like a ghost trying to survive."

Moxi and Sansheng looked around, seeing Si Ming, Moxi's face sank, he turned his head and shouted, "Chiyu!" A man dressed in red suddenly appeared in the courtyard, and Moxi asked, "What is today? Who is on duty?" His face was black and red, looking very happy, but the person who was kneeling on the ground and answering didn't dare to smile at all.

When Mo Xi was teaching his subordinates, San Sheng had the same blue and red face, and greeted Si Ming without any embarrassment: "Well, you are awake."

"I woke up yesterday." Si Ming ignored the non-commissioned officer who had been trained miserably because of herself. In her opinion, she was breaking in unintentionally, and no one informed the master that it was their fault and should be punished. Her eyes fell on the "Plum Blossom" painted by Sansheng, and she shook her head and said, "Tsk tsk, just now I was the one who missed it. This painting is absolutely horrible."

Sansheng didn't care, but silently wiped the cinnabar on Si Ming's cotton-white clothes: "Long time no see, you are still so sharp and sharp."

Si Ming looked at the bright red mark on his clothes and narrowed his eyes subtly: "Miss Sansheng is still so arrogant and must report."

"Awarded and awarded."

"Assignment."

The eyes of the two exchanged in the air for a while, then Sansheng suddenly waved his hand and said, "I'm a generous person, so I don't care about you anymore. It's just that you say that I'm not good at drawing, so I have to show my true talents. Let me see what I have learned, and convince people with reason.”

Si Ming hooked his lips into a smile, took the pen unceremoniously, and edited Sansheng's appalling painting. Si Ming's painting skills are also considered excellent in the realm of heaven. She only changed two or three strokes with ink, and the atmosphere of the whole painting changed immediately.

Sansheng raised his eyebrows and pouted, "Well, so-so."

Si Ming ignored her and painted on her own. After a while, the picture changed completely. Every messy line seemed alive in her hands, turning into weeds, rocks, Lin Mu, she seemed to have drawn a picture in her heart, and was waiting to trace it one by one.

Sansheng watched as a specific scene gradually appeared in the picture. In the wilderness, under a huge tree, the wind swayed the treetops, and the bright red handprints on the weeds were slowly smudged by the clear water. It turned into a mass of blood, which was shocking on the whole screen. She suddenly remembered the book of fate that read "Heaven and Earth Dragon Return", and Sansheng asked, "Si Ming, you are awake now, but do you still remember..."

"Sansheng." Mo Xi, who was stepping into the hall, suddenly called, "Come in first and wipe your face."

Si Ming was concentrating on painting, but didn't ask what Sansheng wanted to say. Sansheng looked at her serious expression, then pursed his lips and followed Zhang Yuan into the room.

I don't know how long it took to paint, but Si Ming finally put down the pen. She fixed her painting for a while, and suddenly felt that the scene was so familiar that she felt a pain in her heart. At this moment, Sansheng and Moxi pushed When they came out of the door, the expressions of the two were not very good, as if they had just entered into a dispute.

Sansheng was silent and did not speak, but stared straight at the finished painting by Si Ming, with a look of indignation and sadness, Mo Xi said, "Are you here to hand over the affairs of Si Ming Xingjun with Sansheng? "

It is inconvenient for them to intervene in matters between their husband and wife, so he just nodded and said, "I'm here to say thank you, the maids sent by Sansheng have taken care of my yard very well, and I have nothing to do with it. As a gift for you, I just painted this picture today, if you don’t dislike it, then accept it.”

"I don't want it." Sansheng said, "This is what you do for yourself, and no one is entitled to it."

Si Ming was slightly startled, but heard Mo Xi's deep voice: "Sansheng."

Sansheng said angrily, "I can understand words, but I'm not deaf!" She said to Si Ming again, "Come with me, I'll give you all those fates, Si Ming's life is really not good. What people do, they abuse themselves and others."

Si Ming nodded in agreement: "This is the meaning of life, pain and happiness."

Siming Xingjun's job is complicated and complicated, and it was not until the last batch of books was filled with stars that he was sent to Qintian Temple by Changshengtian's guards. Si Ming said goodbye to Sansheng, she just walked to the door, and when she looked back, she saw Moxi was pulling Sansheng to speak, but Sansheng shook off his hand and said angrily, "Go away! Tonight! I'm going to sleep with the sweet ending book."

Mo Xi sighed helplessly: "Sansheng, you are expressing your anger."

Sansheng raised his eyebrows: "I just want to express my anger." After saying this, he mercilessly shut Moxi out of the door. The **** of war of Shenwu only stood outside the door, shaking his head and sighing: "Sansheng, Ye Liang."

Don't want to listen any more, Si Ming turned around and left, walking into the ten-mile plum forest. She thought that some people are happy even if they quarrel, and they will be spoiled even if they are angry. She probably doesn't have that kind of luck.

The cool wind suddenly rises, as Mo Xi said, the night is cold and cold. The fragrance in the plum forest became more and more alluring at this time. Si Ming looked at the stars that seemed to be in front of her, and took a walk. When she came back to her senses, she saw the same red plums all around her. Finally found myself lost.

Si Ming pondered for a while, thinking that she had nothing else to do, and she was the only one who returned to Qin Tian Temple. It is better to find a clean place here. Sleeping in clothes will have a different flavor. .

"With the sky as the bed and the earth as the hut, our Secretary Ming is also free and unrestrained." Si Ming raised his eyebrows with a smile, and lay down on the ground at will, "This is a good place, I have requisitioned the Lord."

Si Ming put her body into a big character, she stared blankly at the starry sky, the curvature of her lips gradually disappeared. Si Ming has always been a person who is used to being alone. She didn't think there was anything wrong with being alone in the past, but now she finds it unbearable to be alone...

My heart is like a hole, open wide when no one is around, let the cold wind blow.

It's terribly empty.

She turned over, but she didn't want to put her hand on a strange thing. She touched it indifferently, and found that it was actually a book.

How can there be books in a place like this? This size is probably the life book. Could it be that Sansheng accidentally cleaned up a life book?

Si Ming sat up, and curiously dug the book out from under the layers of falling plums. She patted the dust accumulated on the cover. Looking at the starlight, there was not a single word on the blue cover. No, she was even more curious, she slowly opened the title page——

Heaven and Earth Dragon Return.

Seeing the big four characters above, Si Ming was a little stunned. This is her handwriting, but why she can't remember when she wrote these four characters. The handwriting is vigorous and can penetrate the back of the paper, as if she has a great desire and determination to win, which is very different from her usual life-writing style.

When did she write this, why did she write it... and for whom?

Si Ming slowly turned over the title page with doubts in his mind, and began to read the desolation of that life through the starlight.

When Mo Xi stood outside the door for a stick of incense, Sansheng still relented and opened the door, but she still blocked the door and wouldn't let him in. Mo Xi didn't say much but just stretched out his hand and said, "Touch it, it's cold."

Sansheng honestly grabbed Moxi's hand and touched it, and it was really cold. She was annoyed and said angrily, "You don't know how to stand in a warmer place."

Mo Xi just smiled: "Otherwise, why would you let me in."

Sansheng put his hand in the palm of his hand and led him into the room to sit down. She was still a little unhappy. She held Moxi's hand over it for a while, and she suddenly asked, "Moxi, if you say One day I suddenly forget you, what will happen to you?"

"Crazy thoughts." Mo Xi replied without thinking, "Don't think too much about Si Ming and the Shenlong Changyuan. Today, the Emperor of Heaven specially sent me a letter to coerce and lure..."

"At present, the two of us are the only ones who know a little bit of the inside story. If you are not the **** of war, I'm afraid that we would have been killed by him long ago." Sansheng spurned, "Shameful leader!"

Mo Xi shook his head: "The reason why Heavenly Emperor took Si Ming's memory is because of his consideration. After all, Si Ming is no longer just a mortal. If you really want to be honest, she and Heavenly Emperor have been with him since childhood. Great, the divine power is not much different from that of the Emperor of Heaven. The greater the power, the greater the responsibility, and the greater the disaster. If she really remembered something at that time, she went to the Ruins of Ten Thousand Heaven to save the dragon and violated the laws of heaven. That's what really hurt her."

"But... but if one day you were imprisoned for saving me, and I forgot about you later, when I remembered one day, I would be so sorry that I wanted to pinch myself to death!"

"If that day comes, don't think of me anymore." Mo Xi said, "At that time, my biggest wish was to let you live a good life. Since you are already living well, you don't have to remember it anymore. I, only add to my sadness. Zhang Yuan... Maybe that's what he planned. That's why he returned to the Ruins of Ten Thousand Heaven so willingly."

"Is Si Ming really living a good life now?" Sansheng frowned, "Look at the painting she painted today..."

"Sansheng, how can I live well?"

Sansheng was stunned by the question, what does it mean? Do you risk your life to save your lover, or calmly forget each other? Self-imprisonment or self-exile?

Sansheng couldn't answer this question, which varies from person to person, so she could only weakly say: "She just wants to be with him..." At the end of her voice, I don't know if it brought back some sad past, Sansheng said Choking down a drop of tears.

Teardrops hit the back of Moxi's hand, and Moxi's whole body froze, and she was instantly stunned.

Before he could react, Sansheng stopped his tears and said angrily, "You don't know how to give me a hug!"

Mo Xi rubbed her head with a headache: "Recently... your emotions are getting more and more elusive."

"Really?" Sansheng exhaled and wiped the snot on Mo Xi's sleeve unceremoniously, "I think it's probably because of being pregnant."

"Hmm." Mo Xi nodded in agreement, suddenly he was shocked again, and looked up at Sansheng, "Just now... What did you say?"

"I'm pregnant, didn't I tell you before?"

“…”

"Ah, so I forgot." Sansheng patted his belly and said, "I'm about to give birth, but I don't know if it's a stone or a human..."