Mountains and valleys stand around, cliffs are like shattered, waterfalls are roaring, like silver dragons dancing, rushing hundreds of feet straight, with a grand momentum.

The fairy Gushe stood gracefully at the entrance of the cave in the middle of the mountain, cheering in white clothes, looking down at it. The mist was as misty as a needle, and the wind blew, the pine trees on the cliff walls were undulating and swaying, shining with colorful halos in the sun. At the bottom of the cliff, the white waves rolled and golden lights were sparkling, and silverfish continued to jump high through the waves, drew a graceful arc in the air, and fell into the water.

The fingertips gently stroked the broken sword, the tentacles were cold, the green light shining, and the word "六发" appeared faintly. Her heart felt sour, and tears suddenly dripped down, and it slid down sharply, and was blown away by the strong wind. The sword had no edge, and the love was broken? It was as beautiful as flowers, as water flowed for the years, and in the end it was just a dream of spring flowers and autumn moons.

Looking back, Fairy Kongsang and Shennong's stone elephant were sitting opposite each other in the cave, with four eyes facing each other and smiling on their mouths. The time of more than two hundred years seemed to be condensed here. The past events that were domineering in the world and the lingering love of life and death were all like a waterfall ten feet away, vigorous, but it had nothing to do with them anymore.

Qingdi stood in a daze in the cave, his handsome face and expressionless face turned into a stone. His sleeves were full of wind and his heart was as empty as he chose, and he had never felt lost and confused before.

The fairy Gushe knew that he was sad, even more than himself. He wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know where to start. He gently handed out Wufeng and whispered: "Your Majesty, this sword was originally my aunt's object. She had turned into feathers or returned to the original owner, and buried it with her... A blue light flashed, and the word "Shennong" appeared on the other side of the sword's edge.

Qingdi shook his head, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It was like sarcasm and sadness, and said lightly: "Select a person in the artifact, and stay and leave the heavens to the heavens. She gave this sword two hundred years ago, and Shennong threw it into the Longqiu Pond and was obtained by Tuoba Bo. Now Tuoba Bond returns it to you again, which is also the will of heaven, and it is the same as the will of heaven, and it is..."

The fairy Gushun looked dark and her heart was as painful as a needle. On the eve of the day before, Tuobaye secretly handed the Wufeng Jian back to her. Although she didn't say a word, she was in harmony with each other and knew her intentions. When she took the broken sword, her heart was as soft as she was twisted and tears were as deep as she fell.

It is difficult to cut, but the rules are still chaotic. It is difficult to leave, and it is gathered and dispersed again... Is this also the will of heaven, and it is repeated?

The Qing Emperor stared at the stone statue of Shennong, his heart surged, and his eyes flashed with resentment, jealousy, sadness, respect, pity, and depression... Many expressions. He said slowly to himself: "I have been thinking about it all day long and every moment, and I always think about defeating him. But not only when he is alive, he cannot beat him in one move or another; even when he dies, he turns into a stone man, and in the heart of your aunt, he is still a hundred times stronger than me. Even if I live for another thousand years or ten thousand years, I will never be able to beat him at all..."

The fairy Gushe listened in a daze, but felt as if he was talking to himself between the lines. His ears and cheeks were burning like fire, and tears kept spinning in his eyes. He was both sad and painful, and embarrassed and sad.

Emperor Qing was aloof and unruly by nature. He rarely talked to others, and never told anyone about his worries. However, he was infatuated with Kongsang and loved the house and the mist. In his heart, he had already regarded the fairy Gushe as his close relative. At this moment, there was no one around, and his stomach was full of sadness and depression, which finally could not be suppressed.

The waterfall roared, and the birds sang like their faces. Inspiration only said: "That summer, I had just ascended to the position of Emperor Qing, and your aunt often came to Yuping Mountain to have a secret meeting with him. At that time, your aunt was only in her ten years, lively and happy, and was carefree. She regarded me as the most silent and trustworthy brother. Even if he said anything to her or did anything to please her... she told me without any precautions.

"That was the happiest and most painful day in my life. I listened to what she said, my heart was like a knife, but when I looked at her smile, I was fascinated... Every day was like floating in the water and suffering in the fire. I wanted to say it desperately several times, but when I looked at her happy eyes, the words came to my mouth, but my tongue seemed to be tied. I am the Qing Emperor, and all the people surrendered, and the world was afraid. I always felt that there was no unbeatable opponent in the world and could not do anything, but in front of her, I was at a loss and could not even breathe naturally.

"That worldly words are stuffy in my heart day by day, but I can't find anyone to talk to, so I feel so uncomfortable that I almost go crazy. Sometimes I feel jealous and crazy, and I really want to kill Shennong with one knife, but I can't fight him, and I feel even more angry and hatred. The elders all talked quietly, saying that I was moody. How could I know that my anger and joy come from your aunt's frown and smile?"

He took out a bronze glutinous pot from his sleeve, and a bitter and sad smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, saying, "This 'Tians Swallowing Pot' was given to me by your aunt, saying that I have the ambition to swallow the sky, and one day I will take the four seas into my pocket. Hehe, the four seas are so big, but they are covered by my palms, but even though I have the mouth of swallowing the sky, I can't swallow her little heart

"That summer, she and Shennong carved the 'Silent Floral Song' on the stone wall of Tianhu. I listened to them sitting by the lake and playing the flute repeatedly. My heart was so sad that it was almost exploded. I came to Guzhao Peak alone, trembling all over, angry, sad, jealous, and bitter... I was overturned, holding the 'Swallowing Pot' tightly, and suddenly became possessed by the demon, pouring all the words that had been suffocated for a long time into the copper pot. After saying that, I felt relieved, but my heart was still empty."

Emperor Qing stroked the bronze Taotie pot and said slowly: "Since then, whenever I was mentally irritable and depressed, I would go to the top of Guzhao Peak alone and confess to the Tianshen pot. For more than two hundred years, it has not swallowed the sun, moon and stars, but has swallowed me a lot of complaints." His voice was desolate and bitter, and he could not say that he was lonely and lonely.

The fairy Gushe listened in a daze, her heart was full of power and tears. After the Peach Banquet, Tuobaye's voice and smile were often shaking for no reason in front of her. She would feel so depressed and uncomfortable, as if she had thousands of words, but she didn't know who to say it to.

Qingqiudi paused for a while, smiled slightly, and suddenly handed the Tianswallow pot to her hand, and said lightly: "Now your aunt has become an immortal, and I have turned into this stone man. If you have anything to say in the future, you will never have to worry about not being able to say it. I will give this Tianswallow pot to you."

Fairy Gushe was stunned and suddenly realized that he had seen through his thoughts. His cheeks were flying, his ears were burning, and even his throat seemed to be burning. He shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, I...I..."

I wanted to defend myself and hold the Taotie copper pot, but suddenly sadness came from my heart, as if the child who was comforted by his parents, was wronged, embarrassed, sad, and self-pity... like a tide, his eyes turned red, and he swallowed: "I...he..." Tears were almost bursting out, his cherry lips trembled, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

The strong wind swept across the waterfall curtain, and the mist was flying, and it was hard to tell which tears were the ones. Termites were cheering, like lotus flowers carrying rain, shaking and flying.

The Qing Emperor felt a tingling pain in his heart, and he loved each other and cared for him, but he didn't know how to comfort him. He thought to himself: "If it weren't for your relationship with your aunt, how could I let go of the boy Tuoba, whose name was crucified and Guzhaofeng's agreement? They didn't fall in love with Shennong, and were willing to exile in the East China Sea for him, and were tortured. This boy was ruthless and unintentional to you, and he was concerned about the water demon dragon girl, why are you so reluctant to leave?"

But then I thought about it, why didn’t I do this? When I turned my eyes, I saw the nine-petaled flowers that were red and as red as fire on the cliff, and suddenly felt a big pain in my heart, and said, “Did you see the bamboo love flower? That was what I planted on the cliff in order to express my feelings to your aunt. The branches and leaves of this flower seem weak, but the roots are like spider webs. Once the seeds fall into the cracks of the rock cliff, after a year and a half, the flowers bloom several times and the roots are pulled out, and the entire cliff is probably going to collapse in a bang..."

The fairy Gorgeous Sci is smart, how could he not understand his mysterious sound? His heart is as soft as a twist, tears rippling, and it drips on the edge of Taotie's mouth. From east, west, south, north and middle, the flowers of love are red, with roots of thousands of feet, and they are with the army for generations. Didn't he and Chang want to cut off the love thread and escape? But on that day, she was already like this flower, with deep roots of love, and she can no longer extricate herself!

"Damn!" Her fingertips trembled, and the broken sword fell to the ground. The huge pain in her heart burst out like a mountain torrent. The pain made her breathless, and her whole body trembled and cold, as if she had lost all her strength. Finally, she cried out: "Your Majesty, I...I want to forget him, but why... Why can't I always forget?"

The roar of the waterfall was deafening, overshadowing all the sounds. The sky was high and the clouds were light, the water mist was misty, and the bamboo flowers on the mountain jumped in the wind like a fire.

I don’t know how long it took to hear the voice of Emperor Qing: “The ice and snow in Forget River have melted on the Tianshan Mountain in the South China Sea. If you really want to say that he has completely forgotten…”

"One day, this heart shrinks will naturally disappear. Your heart will be like a rock, and there will be no more pain, because then you have completely forgotten him..."

The blue sky circles, the fire waves, the sun and the clouds fly around. In a trance, from the deepest part of the blue night, it seems that the master's low whisper comes.

Lie Yanshi covered the chest and stared at the sky in a daze. A tear slid down from the corner of her eyes. Her heart was painful, as if something wanted to break out of the ground from her heart, but was tightly pressed by one huge stone after another.

"Eight Princess! Eight Princess!" "Sub-Saint Maiden!" The generals were shocked and rushed up from all around.

The artillery fire roared, and the red flames slammed on the city tower one after another. The stones and soil blew up, and the air waves were rushing. Several deputy generals were about to lift her up, but the red light behind her exploded. He immediately blew blood and flew forward.
Chapter completed!