Li Qianmo was shocked when he suddenly heard a cold voice in his ear: "Are you in love with another woman? Are you pregnant with your child?"
Li Qianmo's heart trembled when he heard the words. He turned around and found that Peacock had lifted his hijab. A pair of autumn eyes were looking at him coldly, glowing with desolation. Tears were slowly increasing and swaying in his eyes.
He hurriedly said: "Peacock, things are not what you think. I will explain to you when I have the chance..."
"What else are you trying to explain!" Peacock suddenly roared, and the screams startled everyone present. The whole place became extremely quiet. Everyone looked at the newlyweds in amazement, wondering what would happen next.
What happened.
The peacock suddenly pulled off the red gauze veil and threw it to the ground. Then she took off the phoenix crown, and her green silk hair immediately hung down. She smashed the phoenix crown on the ground, and the pearls scattered all over the ground. Li Qianmo looked at the broken phoenix crown, and felt in her heart
Sad, just repeating one sentence: "It's over, it's over, it's over..."
After Peacock smashed the phoenix crown, he was still angry. He suddenly turned around to face the guests and said in a cold voice: "All the famous figures in the monastic world are here today. Please bear witness to this junior. From now on, junior Peacock breaks up with Li Qianmo and breaks up with each other."
Absolute love!"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this. They did not expect such a result, but after thinking about it carefully, this result seemed to be normal. They looked at Li Qianmo with gloating, only to see Li Qianmo standing there silently, his eyes dull.
, as if in a daze.
After the peacock said those few words, he quickly rushed out of the Huiyue Palace and rode the wind. After a while, a red shadow fell in front of the Huiyue Palace. It turned out to be the Xia Pei worn by the peacock.
Fang Yuxuan frowned at this moment and didn't know what he was thinking. Everyone in the hall started talking and making a fuss. Bai Mu and Dan Chenzi looked at Li Qianmo who was still in a daze from a distance. They felt sad for him in their hearts and just wanted to come up to comfort him.
, but saw Fan Qinghuo walking up to Li Qianmo and asking coldly: "Do you want to see my sister and your child?"
Li Qianmo's eyes finally regained their luster, he nodded and said dullly: "I think!"
"Follow me." Fan Qinghuo said and turned around suddenly, striding towards the outside of Huiyue Palace. Li Qianmo followed, his back looking a little lonely.
Fan Qinghuo and Li Qianmo left Xiaoyao Valley and flew north. Two days later, they were not far from Xiu Demon Cave. Fan Qinghuo and Li Qianmo landed in a deep mountain.
Li Qianmo looked at the dense mountain forest and asked doubtfully: "Where is the bell?"
Fan Qinghuo shook his head and said coldly: "No, I'll bring you here to change clothes. You can't go see them wearing these clothes."
Li Qianmo lowered his head and glanced at his clothes, and then realized that the groom's clothes were still on him. He quickly took them off, put on a green shirt, and then continued flying forward with Fan Qinghuo.
After another two hours, the sun turned to the west, and we finally arrived at Xiu Demon Cave.
I saw high mountains appearing in front of me, like a group of people hugging each other. It was very spectacular. Fan Qinghuo led him to the foot of a high mountain, chanted silently in his mouth, pinched it with his hands, and drove into the mountain.
After a while, only a "rumbling" sound was heard, the earth was shaking, the mountains were moving slowly, separating left and right, and finally a long and narrow rift valley was revealed.
Fan Qinghuo took the lead into the rift valley, with Li Qianmo following behind him.
After walking forward for a while, at the end of the rift valley, a door appeared, embedded in the mountain. The forehead of the door was entirely carved with white marble, and there were three large characters on the plaque - Xiu Demon Cave.
Fan Qinghuo shouted at the door: "Open the door!"
The stone door slowly moved away, and some people chanted in unison: "Welcome back, young master!"
Fan Qinghuo led Li Qianmo into the gate. After entering, he saw only one passage. After walking a few steps forward, many forked roads suddenly appeared. Fan Qinghuo chose one at random and continued to move forward. Many more forked roads appeared, just like a maze.
After walking in this complicated passage for a long time, a light suddenly appeared in front of me. There was no road ahead, but a cliff.
Standing at the entrance of the cave and looking down, I saw that this was a huge valley. There were countless attic palaces in the valley, nestled in the embrace of the mountains. There was a huge magic circle in the sky, covering the entire valley. Except for the sunlight and air, there was nothing.
Nothing can get in.
Looking blankly at this valley, Li Qianmo sighed secretly: "Although this place is not as beautiful as Xiaoyao Valley, it is very impressive."
Fan Qinghuo glanced at him sideways and snorted: "We don't need your praise for building the Demon Cave!"
Li Qianmo knew that he hated him, so he didn't say much and just asked: "Where is the bell?"
Fan Qinghuo glared at him fiercely and without saying anything else, he flew into the air and turned to the southwest. Li Qianmo Yufeng followed him.
The two flew to a hilltop, which was a flat land surrounded by overgrown weeds. The strange thing was that there was a winding path on such a desolate hilltop, leading to nowhere.
After Fan Qinghuo landed, he kept meandering forward along the path. Li Qianmo followed patiently, guessing that Bell should be living in seclusion on this mountain.
Finally, Fan Qinghuo suddenly stopped, pointed to the two green pines in front of him, and said coldly: "It's right in front, you can go over."
Li Qianmo looked at the two green pines in astonishment. He was shocked, his face changed drastically, he shook his head and murmured: "This is impossible."
After saying this, he walked towards the two green pines in despair. The closer he got, the clearer he could see. There was actually a tomb between the two ancient pines. The inscription on the monument was: The tomb of his beloved daughter Fan Qingying. The inscription was:
Fan Tian is Fan Qingying’s father.
Li Qianmo stared blankly at the words on the stele. For some reason, he felt cold all over, so cold that he shivered. He also felt like his soul had been pulled out of his body. When he heard Fan Qinghuo's footsteps coming to his side, he turned to look
With Fan Qinghuo.
"How could this happen? How could this happen?" Li Qianmo asked tremblingly, pointing to the tombstone.
"All this is thanks to you." Fan Qinghuo looked at the tombstone, his facial muscles trembled, and tears swayed in his eyes for several times. Finally he couldn't help it, and burst out of his eyes. He bit down and said, "Shortly after Bai Mu sent his sister back.
, my uncle and I found out that she was actually pregnant. We asked her carefully, and finally found out that something like that happened between her and you. Although you were unconscious at the time, I can’t blame you, but when things have reached this point, everything has changed.
It’s because of you.”
When he said this, he knelt down in front of the tomb, and Li Qianmo also knelt down in despair. Fan Qinghuo raised his sleeves to wipe away the tears on his face, and continued: "My sister's body is different from others. When she was in her mother's belly, her mother was
She was injured and died. Originally, her life could not be saved. It was her father who used his great supernatural powers to forcefully take her out of her mother's body and save her life. Although her life was saved, she was different.
Compared to normal people, she will always look like a little girl of thirteen or fourteen. She will never grow up. Her mind will always be only seven years old and cannot grow. Moreover, she cannot give birth. Once she is pregnant with a child, the moment the child is born,
, that’s when she left this world.”
After hearing this, Li Qianmo finally understood what all this was about. He looked at Fan Qingying's tombstone sadly and muttered sadly to himself, as if talking to someone: "Why is the world so confusing? Why...what have I done?
What sin have I done..."
Fan Qinghuo looked at his miserable appearance and felt much better. He said secretly: "You have some conscience." After thinking this, he stood up and said: "You stay here with my sister, and I will arrange for my nephew to meet you as soon as possible.
Time is running out, and we don’t know when my father will be released from seclusion. If he finds out that you are here to repair the magic cave, he will definitely take your life."
Li Qianmo turned to look at Fan Qinghuo, his heart warmed, and he nodded deeply and said, "Thank you very much, Brother Qinghuo."
Fan Qinghuo was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and immediately turned around and flew away, leaving Li Qianmo alone here in distress.
Li Qianmo came to Fan Qingying's tombstone and sat down, stretched out his hand to touch the three words Fan Qingying on the inscription, and murmured: "Lingdang, my brother came to see you, are you happy?" He took out a pot of spiritual wine and shook it in his hand.
Akira smiled and said, "Brother also brought you fine wine, but it is your favorite spiritual wine." Although he was smiling, his heart was bleeding.
He took off the lid of the jug and slowly poured the wine onto the tombstone. The wine soaked the tombstone, and the fragrance overflowed, and drifted into the distant woods with the wind.
"Bell, I remember you like to hear me play the flute, let me play a song for you." After saying this, he took out the phoenix-blood phoenix tail flute, brought it to his mouth and started playing it slowly. Suddenly, the melodious flute sound sounded and spread throughout the world.
The mountains and forests are like resentment, admiration, weeping and complaining, and the sorrow is endless.
Once he started playing, he couldn't stop. The night was low and the moon was high, but the melancholy sound of the flute still sounded in the mountains and forests, blown by the evening wind to every part of the mountains and forests.
Early the next morning, the fog in the mountains was heavy, but the sound of the flute still continued. I saw a green figure sitting in front of Fan Qingying's tomb, playing the flute. His white hair was like frost and snow, scattered behind his back. It was Li Qianmo.
His heart was too tired. He saw the people he loved leaving him time and time again, and it was all because of him. Even his heart made of diamond was probably about to be smoothed out. Lingdang's death meant a lot to him.
It was such a huge blow that he turned old overnight.
Suddenly, there were footsteps in the quiet mountain forest, and a thirteen-year-old girl in white was jumping towards her.
Li Qianmo stopped playing the flute when he heard the footsteps. The sound of his flute was played only for Fan Qingying and not for anyone else.
When the girl came here, she had eyebrows like willow leaves, big and bright eyes, long eyelashes, and she was cute and beautiful.
The girl looked at Li Qianmo's back and asked timidly: "Grandpa, was it you who played the flute?"
Li Qianmo didn't stand up. He turned to look at her, smiled and nodded: "It's me."
"Ah!" the girl covered her mouth and exclaimed after seeing Li Qianmo's young face, and said in panic, "Uncle, I'm sorry, I didn't know you weren't an old man. Your hair..." She pointed at Li Qianmo's full face in surprise.
His hair was white and he was speechless.
Li Qianmo didn't know that his black hair was already white. He pulled a lock of hair and looked at it. He smiled bitterly and sighed: "Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair. The morning is like black hair and it turns to snow at dusk. A female doll,