Si Ming Chapter 18: Home

This night, Moxi stayed up all night. He sat beside the bed and watched Sansheng's sleeping face all night.

He is also insomniacs in the Starlight Merlin.

She didn't know Er Sheng and Zhang Yuan, but the familiar scenes recorded in the book deeply touched her heartstrings. The records in the book are very concise, without too many decorations and gorgeous vocabulary, but it is a story described by such straightforward words, but she makes her laugh and mourn with the people in the book like a fool.

Reading page by page, when I saw the place where the last page was written, Si Ming froze his fingers——

"Zhang Yuan re-entered the Ruins of Ten Thousand Heavens, and Er Sheng returned to his position and resumed his post of commander of life."

Return to the post of commander...

Sir?

She suddenly realized, and her face turned pale.

She turned the book to the opening page in disbelief, and read it word by word again.

The life book is definitely not fake. Si Ming determined that he must have lost some important memories. However, her lost memory may not be as simple as this life in this lower realm. For example, she drank so much wine from Qiongchi, how did she wake up suddenly after being drunk, and how did she get interested in writing this fate of? For another example, why did she want to let the "Long Hui of Heaven and Earth", Er Sheng and Zhang Yuan met when the waistband of the pants fell without discipline, but how did 'Si Ming' meet Zhang Yuan in the book before that? of?

There are so many mysteries that she needs to research and solve...

In the early morning of the next day, before it was fully dawn, Changshengtian was very busy. Several Tiangong medical officers were invited into the God of War mansion, and they frantically tossed it all morning. It didn't take long for the whole heaven to know the fate of God Monarch Moxi. Wife is happy.

The immortal officials who came to pay their respects at noon came over the clouds. For a time, there were a lot of people crowded outside the ten-mile plum forest. Everyone came to congratulate with gifts and flattered the mighty God of War.

Under such an atmosphere, no one noticed that the newly awakened Xingjun Si Ming was pale and ran out of the ten-mile plum forest with a solemn expression.

Her appearance is incompatible with the festivity of Changshengtian. Si Ming hurried all the way to the Tiangong, but when she finally ran to the high cloud ladder in front of the Tiangong gate, she stopped.

The emotions gradually calmed down, Si Ming thought, she shouldn't be so reckless. If the Emperor of Heaven had the intention to hide from her, no matter how much she asked, there would be no result. In fact, no matter how the Heavenly Emperor answered, she already had something in her heart that she had to do. What she needs most now is a complete plan...

As soon as his mind changed, Si Ming turned around and returned to Qintian Temple.

She locked herself in the Qintian Temple for the next day. Some immortals who heard that she was drunk and woke up came to visit, and they all closed the door without exception. It was rumored in the heavens that Lord Si Mingxing was out of anger with the little fox fairy who seduced the emperor, and stayed behind in order to coax the emperor to see her.

The immortals snickered secretly, waiting to see Si Ming succumbed to the Heavenly Emperor again. After all, this has happened too many times over the millennia.

However, to everyone's surprise, five days later, several boxes of dowry gifts hung with red silk were carried from the Tiangong to the gate of the Qintian Temple. The festive locks and gongs and drums rang in front of the Qintian Temple for a whole day. In the early morning of the sixth day, Si Ming finally opened the door.

She was dressed in moon-white clothes, with a plain face, no makeup, and a white flower on her head. Compared with the festive marriage proposal team at the door, she was more like a mourner.

The immortal from Tiangong was a little embarrassed by her outfit. Si Ming's face was cold, and she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her dressing up like this. She swept everyone's faces, and finally her eyes stopped on the large black wooden box containing the dowry. Some mockery: "It really looks like a coffin. The emperor wants to bury me..."

The sound of the locks and gongs and drums stopped completely, and everyone looked at each other for a while, wondering what she meant by this.

"How can I get rid of the emperor's mind, I have taken the things, and now I will go to the door to thank you." After speaking, regardless of the crowd roaring 'Yu Li does not match', she waved her sleeves and rode the clouds. , disappeared in an instant.

Arriving at the Heavenly Palace, Si Ming stepped up the stairs, rushing straight into the Heavenly Emperor's palace as if no one was there. She knew his work and rest time better than anyone else. At this time, he must be sitting at the desk in his bedroom and reviewing documents.

Walking to the door of the palace, there was a guard blocking her, she patted his hand indifferently, stepped in front of the door in two steps, and pushed the door open with a bang. The guard was startled, only to hear the indifferent voice of the Emperor: "It's okay, let her in."

Si Ming stepped into the door and calmly raised the **** to the guard who had stopped her for a long time. The guard's face turned blue, and Si Ming slammed the door unceremoniously.

Familiar through the layers of bead curtains, she saw the Emperor of Heaven reviewing documents. Si Ming took a seat next to her and sat down. Then the room fell silent. She quietly stared at the incense burner. The rising smoke started to stay silent.

The Emperor of Heaven put on the document for a while, but he never heard Si Ming's movement. He raised his head and glanced at her, and when he saw the white flower on her head, he immediately frowned: "Don't you have any other jewelry?"

Si Ming buried his head and said, "I've slept for a long time, and I can't find many things."

"In the past, those things fell away." The Emperor of Heaven didn't care much. "Yesterday I ordered people to choose a lot for you and sent them over. I'll use those in the future."

"Nai He Si Ming is a nostalgic person..." She blurted out, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the Emperor of Heaven holding the cinnabar pen, and Si Ming changed his mind and then added, "It's not as good as Di Jun, who only hears newcomers laughing. ."

Mentioning this, the Emperor of Heaven seemed to be in a much better mood. He frowned, put down the pen, looked up at Si Ming, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his lips: "Sour." Emperor Tian leaned on the chair and asked , "I heard that you rectified that little fox a few days ago?"

"Is the emperor reluctant to give up?"

"It's cured, it won't take long for you to take on the title of Queen of Heaven. I grant you such a right." The Emperor of Heaven smiled, with a hint of pampering in his eyes.

Si Ming was stunned for a while, and she lowered her eyes for a while and was silent for a while: "Why do you want to marry me now?"

"Not happy?"

Si Ming nodded: "I'm not happy." Si Ming said without giving the Heavenly Emperor a chance to speak, "I paid so much for you before, and now you marry me, and only use some common things to come. Send me, Si Ming feels that I am selling myself too cheaply, and I am extremely unhappy."

Heavenly looked at her in a relaxed manner: "Let's talk about how you plan to sell to make it look precious?"

"It depends on how sincere you are, Emperor."

Heavenly Emperor looked at Si Ming for a while, seeing that her cheeks were flushed with thin red and her eyes were gleaming, his heart moved slightly, he couldn't help but stagger his eyes, and took up the pen again: "The things in the heavenly palace, You can choose whatever you want."

Si Ming was silent for a long time, and then suddenly smiled: "So, Dijun, you still have me in your heart. I have been chasing after so long, and now I suddenly got it... I am not used to it." In fact, Si Ming just found out What she had tried so hard to pursue in the past now seems to be nothing more than that.

Because I don't care anymore, it doesn't matter whether I gain or lose.

Heavenly Emperor listened to Si Ming's words and recalled his indifference to her before. He felt a little guilty in his heart and comforted: "I will get used to it gradually."

"Since the emperor is so generous, Si Ming is welcome. I want the treasure in the Shuhun Pavilion." There is a treasure in the Shuhun Pavilion named "Shoulou". It can wash the souls of the world, no matter what kind of monsters, ghosts and monsters, once they pass in front of this treasure, the turbid air will be dissipated. This thing is the treasure of heaven.

After listening to Si Ming's request, Tiandi had doubts in his heart: "What do you want it to do?"

"It's useless, it's just those gods who have nothing to do, just waiting to see me slumped with you, they laughed for thousands of years, and finally got married to you, I have to raise my eyebrows in front of them once?"

"Small belly chicken intestines."

"Who is the little belly? I still have to marry you, and the baby still has to go around and return to your arms." Si Ming said coolly, "Let me go out and show off, and blind the group. Say goodbye to the dog's eyes."

"Without big ambitions, I only know how to compete with villains all day long." The Emperor of Heaven sneered. But the commanding officer he was familiar with should also be this kind of virtue. Willing to play with him, the rogue begging for a reward, the Emperor of Heaven is shameful to find that he actually misses her so much. Si Ming should be the temperament of this pair of knives and guns that do not invade oil and salt, and stalk them.

"Do you give or not?"

The Emperor of Heaven burrowed his head into approving the documents again: "You must not take the soul out of the heaven."

"I know, I will bring it to you after we get married." Si Ming waved his hands and got up and left. When he brought him to the door, she suddenly asked, "When is the wedding banquet?"

"After March."

Si Ming stepped out of the palace gate, she looked up at the sky, thinking in her heart - about March is not enough.

The news of the heavens spreads very fast. A few days after the news of Mrs. Ares's happiness, the emperor of heaven was going to marry Siming Xingjun. This was a big event, and the heavens suddenly started to make noise Get busy.

Si Ming is no easier than anyone else. The two fairies Chaoyun and Wanxia are responsible for making her wedding dresses. They come to her every day to ask her preferences and measure her size. Every piece of brocade has to be given to her. She saw it herself. It is true that these two fairies are extremely responsible, but they also delayed her a lot of things, and they monitored her in disguise.

Si Ming has spoken to them a few times, but nothing has happened, and she can't be too impatient, so as not to make others suspicious.

With such a delay of a month, Si Ming finally thought of a way to escape.

The orchid grass on her windowsill is almost at the age of condensing into a human form, but according to the normal practice speed, it will take at least a year or two. , supplemented by his own divine power to catalyze her into a fairy. She condensed her human form early.

Orchid is an arrogant little fairy. She is very angry at Si Ming's behavior of giving birth to her without her permission. She twists her waist and sits on the windowsill and ignores Si Ming.

Si Ming coaxed her with kind words and words all night, but she still didn't get better. Seeing that the sky was about to dawn, the two fairies Chaoyun and Wanxia were coming again. She was in a hurry and grabbed the orchid's hair with one hand. Covering her face with one hand, he turned her into the same face as himself.

Orchid was shocked: "You female robber!"

"I'm not only a robber or a female hooligan, but also a female bully." Si Ming sneered and threatened her: "After raising you for so many years, you know what my temperament is, if you don't handle this for me today. , when I come back, it's not impossible to mix you with pig grass and feed the pigs."

Orchid's eyes filled with tears and pointed at Si Ming, her face turned blue with anger, but she was so afraid that she couldn't say a word.

Si Ming stroked her hair, his hands were gentle, but a sinister smile hung on his mouth: "We are grasshoppers on a rope, from now on you don't want to escape from my palm. Si Ming looked at the sky outside and said to Lan Hua, "There will be two fairies who talk a lot later, so you can pretend to be me and deal with them. I have something to go out today..."

"Humph! I know you're going to do bad things! I don't want to play a role, I don't want to..."

"Are you going to feed the pigs?"

Orchid started crying again, Si Ming didn't bother to care about her, and continued: "You remember, 'um', 'ok', 'whatever' these three words are enough to deal with all their problems, many more Don't say a word, you understand?"

"Hey..."

"Include these crying sounds."

"...good."

Si Ming patted the head of the orchid, she fully believed in the intelligence of the spirits she fed. Si Ming made a stealth decision and pushed the door out.

Everyone in the heavenly realm is busy with their own affairs. Si Ming carefully covered the eyes and ears of the Tianmen guards and quietly went down to the realm. She carried the blue-covered life book in her arms. Follow the records above to find a place.

A place where Er Sheng and Chang Yuan originate and end.

The warm wind blows, and the world is already the season of fire.

Time in the Nether always passes faster than in the Celestial Realm. Si Ming remembered that it was stated in the life book that Er Sheng should have turned eighteen in July, and now she has changed her identity and has gone through these eighteen years.

She walked over a small hillside, her eyes widened suddenly, and when she looked around, the soft white velvet flower was pressed by the wind, and the rustling ripples. Si Ming's mind swayed slowly with the warm wind outlined by the velvet flower, and swayed to the place where Er Sheng's body was not buried.

She went away looking for the feeling, every step she took, her heart was throbbing, those flat and straightforward words seemed to suddenly come to life, turning into a vivid picture and invading her mind, blood The smell of rust, the raging murderous aura, the despair spreading in my heart, and finally only one man left with a hoarse and desolate voice:

"Er Sheng..."

The voice is so soft that one thinks he is crying. Very helpless.

Si Ming's heart throbbed slightly, she knew that at the moment when she stabbed the sword into Er Sheng's body, Zhang Yuan was perhaps more frightened than anyone else. He was reluctant, sad and even helpless, but all his emotions were no match for Er Sheng's sadness.

He liked her so much that he silently chose to bury all his feelings.

Si Ming stopped, her white gauze fluttered with the fluffy flowers in the warm wind. A pitch-black sword was deeply inserted into the soil ahead, and beside the sword was a white bone lying quietly on the ground. In the midsummer season, the flesh on the corpse was almost rotten, and blood-stained The cotton clothes stuck to the bones made my heart feel a little cold.

Red, withered bones. The most unforgiving thing in the world turns out to be time.

Si Ming took off the white flower he was wearing next to his ear and temples, and with a wave of his hand, the divine power carried the flower slowly toward Er Sheng, she chuckled lightly, "I am probably the number one person in the world to go to my own grave. Before she finished speaking, the white flower that was sent out was suddenly cut off by a fierce breath, chopped to pieces, turned into dust, and dissipated in the air.

Si Ming was shocked, and his eyes immediately fell on the scaled sword standing aside.

"I'm with you."

She seemed to hear Zhang Yuan whispering in her ear. There were no gorgeous words, and even the tone was light, but it was a stubborn promise. Even now, he still guards the dead bones with scales.

At this moment, Si Ming poured his heart out for the man who couldn't even remember his face.

She stood dumbfounded and stared at the solitary sword for a while, as if she was looking at a couple who looked at each other from a distance between life and death and were deeply in love. She was so sour in her heart that she couldn't raise her hand to break the silence. She thought, if Er Sheng was not Si Ming, he would have died at that time. I am afraid that Zhang Yuan would have been with her all the time, but unfortunately, Er Sheng has become Si Ming, and Chang Yuan has no place to accompany her. to accompany. Fortunately, Er Sheng became Si Ming...

She hardened her heart and took a step forward, walking towards a scaled sword.

She has to break the picture, because so many things in this world are never broken.

Unsurprisingly, the spirit of the dragon that remained on the one-scale sword surged out, intending to force Siming back in one fell swoop. The powerful pressure surprised Si Ming in his heart, and at the same time he felt a little desolate. If you don't care to the extreme, why do you work so hard just to protect the carrion and bones.

Si Ming ruthlessly gritted her teeth, and stepped forward tyrannically, holding the hilt of the sword in one hand, the sword body suddenly shook, she drank lowly, and tried her best to suppress the resistance.

After only a moment of fighting, Si Ming was already sweating profusely. Although the one-scale sword was forcibly suppressed, it was still buzzing in her hand, as if roaring and warning. Being so disliked and rejected by this sword, Si Ming felt a little wronged in her heart. She looked left and right, found a large stone, and then slammed a scaled sword on it, saying: "You brainless fellow, you only know The appearance of flesh and blood, unable to recognize the inner self-cultivation of this god, is really as stupid and stupid as this god."

Si Ming scolded the word "secondary goods" in his mouth, and his subordinates were not polite. She knocked on a spirit sword and made a ding ding dong dong. In the end, when she finished the fire, the stone was chopped into powder, and Yi-scaled Sword was also afraid of being beaten, so she obediently held it in her hand and stopped resisting.

She turned around and walked to 'Er Sheng' again. She looked at her silently for a while, then squatted down and pulled up the sleeve of her right hand. A string of silver bells remained on the bones of her forearm. Si Ming was overjoyed and reached out to take it. I don't want to destroy Er Sheng's remains, but without the bones that are connected by skin and flesh, they are scattered with a light touch.

A scaled sword trembled in her hand, and Si Ming touched the hilt of the sword and said, "Be good, don't be afraid, my sister is here."

She took out the silver bell on the wrist of 'Er Sheng', twisted it, all the dust on the bell faded away, and she put the bell close to her body. Then he took a piece of 'Er Sheng''s little phalanx, passed a piece of his own hair through the phalanx, and hung it on a scaled sword.

Si Ming touched the hilt of the sword and said, "I'll give you something to miss. Starting today, there will be no Er Sheng and Si Ming in this world."

After saying these rather profound words, Si Ming rubbed his chin and mused: "Well, then, should I change my name? Er Si... earwax?" After staring at the bones of 'Er Sheng' for a while, he smiled, "Forget it, no matter what it's called, I'm just me."

When Si Ming returned to the heaven, it was already evening, and the two fairies Chaoyun and Wanxia had just left the Qintian Temple.

Orchid sat on the window sill, mischievously wrapped a villain with cloud brocade, wrote the word "Si Ming", and was piercing it with needles for joy. Suddenly hearing a "squeak", Si Ming pushed open the door and stood outside the door looking at her amusingly. Orchid's face changed, thinking of her threat to "feed the pigs", and immediately panicked. He hurriedly hid the villain in his sleeve, but he didn't want to accidentally cut his hand, and the blood slowly leached out. She was sobbing and looked very distressed.

Si Ming approached, touched her face and said, "Don't put on such a hopeless expression on my face."

Orchid was heartbroken and threw the villain to the ground, crying: "Take care of me as you please, as you please! I have a bad master who makes a good man a prostitute, and I can't live this day! Huh... Don't take me to feed the pigs..."

Si Ming slapped her head hard: "Promise! Give me your hand."

The person who was beaten immediately stretched out his hand obediently, looking like a frustrated person waiting to be beaten. Unexpectedly, she closed her eyes and prepared for a long time, but suddenly she felt a cool wind blowing in her palms. She opened her eyes and saw that it was Si Ming who gave divine power to her wounds. After a while, all the wounds on her hands healed. It became white and tender again.

Orchid stayed for a while, then pouted, "A little injury, I'm not so precious, hum."

Si Ming said indifferently: "Our company's things are precious. If you think you shouldn't be pampered, then no one will really pamper you."

Orchid was silent for a while and said, "Master... Does the master feel sorry for me?"

"I've raised you for so long, and I like you." Si Ming paused for a while, and lowered his eyes for some reason, "If you like it, of course it will hurt."

Orchid blushed a little, she rubbed her fingers twistingly and said: "Then... if the orchid does something bad, the owner will be so distressed that he is reluctant to punish him, he won't really punish him. Shall I drag it to feed the pigs?"

Si Ming narrowed his eyes subtly: "What did you do?"

"Hey, have you seen the little guy with the needle?"

Si Ming said indifferently: "These things are of no use to me."

"I mean, the cloth that wraps the villain is cut from your wedding dress, the two fairies are very serious, and the brocade is woven fine and soft..."

"You'd better go and feed the pigs!"

In the end, Si Ming still didn't punish Orchid very much, because she knew that no matter how beautifully woven this wedding dress was, it could not be worn on her. I'm just a little sorry for the two fairies, Chaoyun and Wanxia.

Before going to bed, Si Ming put a scaled sword beside him, and the strange and familiar aura lingered around her, allowing her to finally sleep peacefully.

This night she dreamed of Changyuan. In the Ruins of Ten Thousand Heavens, his divine power was suppressed, and he couldn't even transform into a human form, a long black dragon. He curled up the huge dragon body, buried his head in the scales, did not open his eyes and did not move, silent as death, floating alone in the endless darkness and desolation.

This kind of loneliness, he has tasted for thousands of years.

"I will save you." Si Ming said, "I will take you out."

The black dragon couldn't hear her, and remained in that position. As if only a body was left.

The next day, when Si Ming woke up, the pillow was slightly damp. She just didn't know what to do, she folded the quilt and hid a scaled sword and went out of the inner room. The two fairies Chaoyun and Wanxia from the outside world have already arrived. They are holding the Yunjin Xi clothes with a big hole in their hands. They are so worried that they are about to cry. When they see Si Ming, the two hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Shenjun, this, this is What's wrong?"

Si Ming said sternly: "It must have been bitten by rats."

Chaoyun said, "Bold rat! How dare you be so presumptuous! Dare to touch the queen's wedding dress!"

Si Ming generously reassured: "That's all, just don't care about the animals." She looked into the inner room, and the orchids on the windowsill swayed happily in the wind.

I don't care when I see the master, and the two fairies can't say anything else, so they have to find a way to fix it. However, the place where the hole was broken has been made part of the ready-to-wear, and the position of the buttocks is a very close-fitting place. The two fairies are serious people, and now let Si Ming cooperate to take off the clothes and re-measure the size to make another piece.

The damaged clothes were covering the buttocks of the boss, and the sunset, who was measuring the size, was startled: "Shen Jun, have you been injured here?"

Si Ming turned his head to take a look, Wan Xia got a small bronze mirror to show her a picture, and sure enough, there was a red scar on the place just above the buttocks. Si Ming was stunned for a while. After she cultivated her divine body, what she did was Si Ming Xingjun. She seldom went out to fight with people, so she had no chance of getting hurt, and even if she was injured, she would never get hurt with her divine power. You will leave such a big scar on yourself without knowing it...

Could it have something to do with her disappearing memories, after she got drunk and before she became Ersheng?

How much memory did the Emperor of Heaven wipe out from her?

Si Ming was a little angry. She turned her mind and looked at the two fairies, Chaoyun and Wanxia, ​​and said, "As you all know, the emperor's temper is not very good, this scar..."

Before the words were finished, the meaning had already arrived, and the two fairies immediately changed their faces in fright. Si Ming covered his face, looking dejected. She believed that before tomorrow, the news of the Heavenly Emperor's abuse would spread throughout the heavenly courts. Si Ming thought, even if I don't know anything, I'm going to put some **** on you before leaving.

The woman in the chaos stood in front of the black dragon and asked, "Zhangyuan, why don't you fall asleep?"

"With my cultivation, I can no longer sleep. You don't need to sleep anymore."

“First, the cycle of heaven and earth has its own order. Although we have cultivated to act as gods and jumped out of the shackles of laws, we should also be afraid of heaven and earth, be obedient, and conform to nature. The root, second, the self-proclaimed 'I' is very tyrannical, and the gods outside have long since used it. Zhang Yuan, I will rescue you one day, so you have to keep up with it as soon as possible. The trend outside has penetrated into the hearts of the gods with a sunny and fashionable image."

"That's true."

"So, come on, let me sleep on your dragon horn first."

Heilong buried his head honestly and let Si Ming sit up easily: "I'm sleeping, don't move."

The black dragon's swaying tail froze, but it didn't move. One person and one dragon floated quietly in the darkness. It didn't take long for the woman to hear even breathing.

It sounds like she slept sweetly. His heart was slightly itchy due to the even breathing, and his golden eyes rolled up, but he still couldn't see the sleeping face of the woman. He was a little anxious, his head tilted to the side, and at the right moment, Si Ming turned over and rolled down from his head.

Zhang Yuan was startled, he wanted to fish, but his claws were too short, so he had to stick his head down and head up.

On hearing a scream, Si Ming jumped three feet high. She clutched her **** that had been pierced by the dragon's horn, and glared at Zhang Yuan angrily: "You! The horn was sawed by this god!" With such a self-proclaimed name, she was already anxious to think about it.

Zhang Yuan stared intently at Si Ming's ass, blood soaked her clothes, and he was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. "Si Ming...he's bleeding."

"This **** knows!" Si Ming was so angry that he rushed forward and bit Zhang Yuan's dragon horn, and said vaguely, "You are so daring, you dare to explode my chrysanthemum! ...I have to saw this thing today! Saw it!"

"Stop the bleeding first..."

"What the **** do you care about is the blood of this god!"

"I...I don't know what the heart is, it's a strange feeling."

Si Ming, who was roaring, was stunned for a moment. She looked at Zhang Yuan for a while in amazement. In the long darkness, she could only hear the light breathing of the two of them. Si Ming suddenly coughed and said, "This is called pure friendship between confidants, Zhang Yuan, you are Si Ming's best friend."

"Best friend?"

"Best friend!"

One person and one dragon in the chaos gradually fade away, and the world slowly becomes brighter.

Si Ming dazedly opened his eyes, the sunlight outside the window had shone into the house, the orchids were bathed in sunlight on the windowsill, and the white flowers were blooming just right. Si Ming covered his eyes and let out a wry smile: Best friend? Si Ming, Si Ming, why do you love to cheat people so much?

She rolled over and got out of bed, taking the blue-covered life book from the dark side of the bookcase. As she flipped through the fate book, she thought that the dark place she dreamed of repeatedly must be the legendary Ruins of Ten Thousand Heavens. She drank Qiongchi's wine before and got drunk. She thought that her consciousness must have drifted away. By some chance, she broke into the Ruins of Ten Thousand Heavens and saw Changyuan imprisoned in it. She wanted to save her. In the end, Zhang Yuan was unsuccessful and returned to the heaven. Afterwards, she wrote this book of "Longhui of Heaven and Earth", and let Tianming achieve the purpose of "Longhui of Heaven and Earth".

But now that Zhang Yuan has been locked up in the Ruins of Ten Thousand Heavens again, does that mean that even the destiny can't make the 'heaven and earth dragon return'? Or...

Si Ming turned to the last page of the book with handwriting, and at some point after the last words she saw last time, a sentence suddenly appeared: "Si Ming secretly prepared to break the Ruins of Ten Thousand Heavens. "

Si Ming is clear, it turns out that this book of fate is not finished at all!

Er Sheng's death was just a step towards achieving the "Dragon Return of Heaven and Earth".

Si Ming looked outside, Yun Jinxi's clothes have been made so far, and there is no need to measure more sizes, and her preferences for Chaoyun and Wanxia are almost the same. The person who watched her saw that she had been living peacefully for the past two and a half months, and felt tired in their hearts. As the wedding day approached, Si Ming was still doing such a duty, and Tiandi's suspicions must have been dispelled a lot.

Si Ming thought, she should act now.

Let Orchid pretend to be himself again, Si Ming patted her head and said, "This time I may go out for a long time, how long can you hold on, and if I can't stand it, I will go to the God of War's mansion, Moxi and Sansheng are good people. With their protection, if Heavenly Emperor knew about it...at least he wouldn't kill you."

Orchid panicked: "Master, where are you going? Are you not coming back?"

Si Ming smiled and didn't speak. She knew that she probably would never be able to go back to the heaven, and she didn't want to go back.

In the past two months, she has planned everything, and she walked in the lower realm very elegantly.

When she arrived in the mortal world, she went straight to Wufang Xianshan without hesitation. Without her memory, she searched for a long time before she found the forbidden place in Wufang Houshan. Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected person there.

Changan.

Thousands of years ago, this person needed to go through calamities to become an immortal. She observed him well in the heavenly realm. She wanted to arrange a period of calamity that he could easily pass through. During the dispute, Si Ming dragged the paper with his fate into Qiongchi, and his life of becoming an immortal was changed into destiny.

Si Ming deliberately flipped through Chang'an's records after waking up, and sighed in his heart. Now that he has become an immortal and turned into a demon, he must be in unbearable pain, and Si Ming felt that he was very sorry for him.

But who is the master of something like the destiny...

As she was thinking, Chang An's eyes suddenly swept over and landed on her. Si Ming smiled at him, Chang An was stunned, his eyes filled with murderous intent: "Si Ming?"

"Exactly..." Before she could finish her sentence, Chang An couldn't help but slash with a sword. Si Ming drew out a scaled sword and took over this turbulent move. Murderous aura burst out, sweeping across this valley, startling countless birds flying.

Si Ming's eyes sank. She is not afraid to fight with others, but at this time she has more important things to do, and fighting will only waste her precious time.

"I know that you must have resentment towards me in your heart, but your destiny is indeed not written by me. If an accident happens, your destiny is destiny."

"God decides?" Chang An said with a stern smile, "Who gave the right to the sky?"

Si Ming frowned: "The reason why it is difficult to overcome the calamity is because surviving the calamity depends entirely on self-comprehension and transcendence. Every choice is made by oneself, and every predicament is created by the heart. You can win the sky with your own heart. It is true that destiny is unpredictable, but in the end it is you who chooses to be demonic. Now you hate me and the sky for being unkind, but why don’t you think about who made the decision in the first place, and you are willing to spend ten times more I hate others and I don’t want to let go of the past and myself. It’s only reasonable to be unable to overcome the hurdles in my heart and not be able to ascend.”

Chang'an sneered: "It's my life, so why should outsiders be involved? How wrong are those who died because of me? Heaven is not benevolent, and I will go against this day."

"Can you recover those people and things you've missed if you go against the sky?" Si Ming said coldly, "You're just seeking your own peace of mind and taking out your anger on others."

Changan was startled. Si Ming didn't want to fight with him, so he took this opportunity to plunge into the lake water, twisted a water-proof trick, and went straight to the "Woundless Desolate City" stone tablet engraved at the bottom of the lake. When he got there, Si Ming put a piece of Er Sheng's little phalanx hanging on a scaled sword on the monument. Er Sheng killed too much before his death, and there was still evil spirit on the phalanx. After a while, the bottom of the lake became violent. Shake up.

The lake gradually formed a whirlpool and disappeared somewhere. Si Ming stood leaning against the stone tablet, looking up at the sky, but after a while, he saw that the gate of the barren city was wide open above, and a woman in red was standing quietly by the gate. It is the city owner's duty to welcome everyone who goes to the deserted city.

Si Ming didn't hesitate, flew forward and broke into the deserted city.

Chang'an followed behind Si Ming, and wanted to push hard, but was stopped by a long sleeve of water red, and the yin qi pushed him out fiercely.

"After you drove me out of the city, I've been waiting for you here. If you don't let me in, I'll wait for you here for a day. If you won't let me in, I'll wait for you all my life. Ah Wu, you really can be so heartless..."

The female complained expressionlessly and retracted her long sleeves, without saying a word. The gate of the barren city slammed shut, and the outside and inside became two worlds.

Si Ming glanced at the yellow sand-filled sky, and his eyes fell on the female resentment who was also looking at her. Si Ming smiled and said: "Actually, it's okay to show favoritism occasionally. This place belongs to the outside of the Three Realms. Since you are the city owner, you can do whatever you want in this city..."

"In his heart, I shouldn't be the way I am now." The female resentment interrupted Si Ming mercilessly, her eyes stopped briefly on a scaled sword, "Who are you? Why are you here? ?"

Si Ming stayed for a while, because of what she said earlier. Don't let Chang'an enter the city, so decisively drive him away, not because of hatred, but just because he doesn't want to break the beauty in his impression? Si Ming sighed silently, this woman is too stupid. It's no wonder that she became obsessed, which attracted the resentment of women all over the world, hated because of love, and became resentful because of ignorance. However, Si Ming thought about it, perhaps doing so would be the most severe punishment for Chang'an.

Si Ming retracted his thoughts, and said to the sullen eyes of the female resentment: "My name is Si Ming, also known as Er Sheng. I came here to discuss something with you."

"What's the matter?" The female resentment doesn't really care who she is. The Promise Barren City remains unchanged for thousands of years. She has seen many people come and go during her hundreds of years of staying here, and her temperament has long been worn down. Apathy or even numbness.

Si Ming pursed his lips and smiled: "Destroy the Promise Desolate City."

She said it lightly, as if she was talking about the nice weather today, not about destroying a sealed place of its own.

The female resentment pondered for a while: "Okay."

Si Ming was amazed by her answer so easily.

"In this dead place, you can't live or die. Watching a group of people who gradually become the living dead..." The female resentful said, "I don't want to do it anymore."

Si Ming squinted and smiled. She thought that the people in Wuji Desolate City had been imprisoned for so long, and no matter how serious their sins were, they should be atonement. Then the so-called sinners in the secular world are left to the secular people to deal with, the legacy of the ancients is no longer so necessary for the peaceful mortal world.

What Si Ming didn't know was that the fate of female resentment had long been linked to the deserted city.

She said lightly that she didn't want to do it, but behind it was a heavy sentence that she didn't want to live...