Zhuo Qingtan dreamed in a confused way that many years of the mortal world when he was a mortal "Yu Lan" in his previous life, and various past lives were scattered, like broken light and shadow appearing and disappearing in her mind, constantly changing.

She dreamed of many past fragments she experienced in her previous life with Xie Yuci, who was still called "Junbei".

They had seen the most lively temple fairs in Yanzhou Prefecture. They had swam in Luoshen Lake, Changchun City, Suzhou Prefecture. They also had to sleep in the deserted mountains and forests when they were ridiculous. Then they were in a mess.

Smile with a look.

They have been to the north and seen the heavy snow of goose feathers above the knee, to the south and saw the forsythia blooming in early spring, to the west and to the west and to the Gobi Desert, and to the east and to the endless East Sea.

They held an umbrella together, drizzled with rain together, and spent countless "white hair" in the snow together.

When Zhuo Qingtan woke up, he still had a chaotic memory of his past life, and those rare mundane past that belonged to the immortal beast "Junbei" and the mortal "Yu Lan" that belonged to the past, and those who were unique to the past, were relaxed.

She suddenly remembered a poem she read in the mortal world when she was a mortal Zhuo Qingtan in this life:

Suddenly, an old friend has passed by, looking back at the mountains and rivers, it is already autumn.

When two places of lovesickness are together, they can be considered as having white hair in this life.

In this way, she used the identity of "Yu Lan" in her previous life to be considered a farewell to "Jun Farewell", right?

She lay quietly on the collapse for a long time before finally coming to her senses, slowly supported her body with her arms and sat up.

Then the next moment, she felt someone touching her hand gently.

Wanqing never left Xianshan Daiyu in the first half of her life, nor had she ever been to the Ninth Heaven, but she had been named in the West Sept of the Ninth Heaven for 200 years.

Wanqing wrote silently in her palm:

"——The Lord will release the disciples of the Immortal Sect today and will return to the East China Sea later."

Wanqing paused, looked up at her calmly, then frowned and wrote in her palm:

Thank you for "other people"...

When Xie Yuci just broke through the Juntian Cliff Secret Realm barrier that day, he might not feel good.

Zhuo Qingtan paused slightly, and she subconsciously turned her head toward the bed, her ears moved extremely lightly, but she heard nothing.

Wan Qingqing cracked the corner of her mouth in a ridiculous way. She was quiet for a while, and finally wrote in her palm:

"I am closely related to the Lord. If you deal with the Lord, you will deal with me, so it is not considered a mistake.

Besides, Emperor. Your apology seems to be too late. I am free and comfortable in the mortal world now, and your apology is no longer necessary.

At that time, time was tight, and she was already trying to support herself at that time, so she could only take the lead in dealing with her so that the Emperor could have nothing to say.

Zhuo Qingtan waited silently for her to finish writing and said slowly:

"Wanqing, the various reasons that happened back then were difficult to describe, and I had to put it on you like this."

She moved slightly, turned her head and asked softly, "I'll tell me?"

"green."

Zhuo Qingtan was a little disappointed in his heart for some reason.

I think the disciples from Duanxu Palace can go home as well.

After hearing her say, Wanqing chuckled and then shook her head slightly as if mocking.

Did he go to the East China Sea?

Wan Qing paused slightly, and she noticed that Zhuo Qingtan did not call her "girl" anymore, nor did he call her "Longqing Girl", but just "Longqing".

Looking at this back then, it was also considered as the "little girl" she grew up watching...

She sighed softly, "Wanqing, thank you."

Zhuo Qingtan smiled and shook his head gently, then said softly:

Zhuo Qingtan sighed softly.

Don't thank others.

Wan Qing is the master, why should he be afraid of death? Even if he ends up shattering all the immortals, he will be beaten back to his original form by the emperor and be demoted to the mortal world, he will never regret it."

Had to do this?

The Nine Heavens rule the three realms of the people, and the Saint Emperor is the supreme god in the entire three realms, second only to the Heavenly Emperor, the Holy Emperor, the Sun Candle.

Since she came out of the Secret Realm of Sufeng Valley, she guessed that the missing disciples of the Immortal Sect were all kidnapped by Xie Yuci, so she never worried that they would encounter an accident.

Wan Qing was silent for a moment and continued to write: "Wan Qing signed a blood contract with the Lord for thousands of years, and has decided to follow his life and death, and will never betray him. He will not be grateful to others."

Zhuo Qingtan turned his head and looked at Wanqing. Although her eyes were covered with a long black scarf covering most of her face, Wanqing could see her lips that were not covered by the scarf.

The horn always has a gentle smile.

He finally "was willing to" release the missing immortal disciples.

The man was silent for a moment, and then a word was written on her palm after a moment.

"I thank you for telling me today that they have returned to the Immortal Sect. I also want to thank you for being waiting for him for so many years. I also want to thank you for rushing to him as soon as possible after he woke up... so that he would not

He woke up alone without relatives in these 9,700 years of later generations."

"No need to thank me. I have never made any comments on those disciples of the Immortal Sect. If the Lord makes the decision on his own."

She nodded slightly and asked again: "Wanqing, where is I?"

Zhuo Qingtan was slightly stunned, and then he chuckled helplessly.

Wanqing and Ling Rong immediately sensed his power and appeared by his side in time. I think it would definitely comfort him a little.

But now Xie Yuci finally decided to let them return to their respective immortal sects, and she felt very relieved.

But for some reason, at this moment, she suddenly wanted to take a look at her seriously.

Since the layer of "window paper" between them has been broken, she is also a person who knows everything about the past, why should they deceive themselves again?

If she had not taken the lead in Wanqing in the past, she would have beaten her back to her original form and demoted her to the mortal world. She thought that the Emperor was afraid of Xie Yuci, in order to prevent Wanqing, she found Xie Yuci and told him about the past.

It brings hidden dangers to the safety of the Three Realms, and will definitely not keep her, the person who is in the know, a life.

Whether it is facing this mortal body derived from one quarter of the divine power, or the sad and uneasy state of mind that I woke up from the dream and slept for nearly ten thousand years.

If Wanqing hadn't written in her palm, she would have been unable to sense any signs of a second person around her.

Zhuo Qingtan's head drooped slightly, she turned toward Wanqing and suddenly said very lightly:

"I have never had the opportunity to apologize to you in person. In the past, I and the Emperor accidentally hurt you. I really don't want you."

And the only time she went to heaven in her life, she actually encountered such a situation and ending

"Late green."

It turned out that it was not Xie Yuci, but Wan Qing.

What would she have to do?

It’s just that I can’t bear to leave myself to the Fascinating Famous Famous Name of the Saint Emperor!

Wan Qingzin smiled coldly and wrote again in Zhuo Qingtan's palm:

"The Emperor has a great 'no choice', and we deserve to suffer for the righteousness in the Emperor's heart."

She was so angry that she couldn't calm down at this time that she couldn't control the strength of her hands for a while. Her long nails accidentally cut a few red marks on Zhuo Qingtan's palm, but Zhuo Qingtan did not have any unnecessary reactions or expressions.

Her six consciousnesses were almost nothing, and this slight pain was almost touched by her.
Chapter completed!