There seemed to be a permanent haze in the sky, and in an instant, like the first break of dawn at the end of the day, light rose.
The boy who was still dull at first suddenly shrugged his shoulders, snuggled into the arms of the beautiful woman, and twitched his nose: "Mom, I have been praying for this warm child for twenty years..."
Empress Cao tightened her arms with some sadness, feeling distressed: "Mom, I'm sorry for you, Qingmu."
The young man shook his head and blushed a little shyly after leaving Queen Cao's arms. The confusion and previous despair on the young man's face disappeared in an instant, as if he was deliberately pretending to be sad. When the figures around him appeared, he was completely replaced by another picture of Ling Qi Linglong.
The God King smiled in disbelief: "Seven God Kings, it's time to go back."
"What's the meaning?"
Qi Linglong was a little confused. The appearance of Emperor Yan and others was far beyond her understanding. Feeling the complete power of the soul in Emperor Yan and the old black dog Fu Dou who should have disappeared at the same time as the Yin-Yang formation, Qi Linglong
There was some bad premonition. Sure enough, the young man snapped his fingers, and the soft water sword on the ground floated up and fell into the young man's hand: "Seven God Kings, have you really not noticed that after I came out of this Lihuo Realm, there was someone
, disappeared?"
In an instant, Qi Linglong was like a frightened kitten. The endless power of rules surged out and enveloped all the people around him. The originally confident and proud faces were filled with anger. He bit out every word between his teeth.
A few words:
"Qiu...Qing...!"
Xu Qingmu smiled.
Then he suddenly stamped his feet. Yan Emperor, who had half of his godhead beside Qi Linglong, was horrified to find that his godhead, which had finally stopped losing its divinity, melted again, and then turned into the power of rules in the sky, all falling on the old man.
In the body of Emperor Yan, as the new Emperor Yan continued to struggle, in the end there was only helpless despair, until it dissipated in the world. And the old God King, as if he had been reborn, raised his hand and looked at the divinity flickering on his fingertips.
The power of rules, endless flames beating in the eyes.
"Old guy, you're really scaring me to death."
When the old black dog Fu Dou looked into the distance, he no longer looked apologetic. Instead, he looked like the old god king Fu Xi with a smile on his face. He slowly walked over, gently pushed Fu Xi's thigh with his head, and then sat cross-legged.
Just nestling next to Fuxi's legs, like a domestic dog that has just returned from a long absence, the sense of trust makes people moved. Fuxi bent down and reached out to touch the moving fire-colored fur between the old black dog's brows.
: "Long time no see, old man."
One person and one dog understood each other tacitly. The emotional exchange of seeing each other after a long separation was filled with each other in a few words. Then, the old black dog said leisurely: "Let me make a bet. I, Xu Qingmu, want to kiss you."
That little girl Cao Tong."
Fuxi stood up and kicked the old black dog. The latter jumped up and grinned. Of course, the original warmth was gone: "If you kick me again, believe it or not, I will bite your two Qiankun bags in one bite?"
"Fu Dou, Fu Dou, do you really hope that this trace of your master's soul will be combined with Xu Qingmu? In this way, Xu Qingmu can be regarded as half of your master!"
The old black dog instantly lost his previous temperament, pulled his head a little, returned to his previous position, and muttered something that even Fuxi didn't hear clearly.
So what if I don’t want to? After thousands of years, I finally found you.
Sure enough, the young man in the center of the field suddenly thrust the soft water sword in his hand into the ground in front of him, and then a circle of the same power of rules as the God King rippled out, causing everyone who had been suppressed by Qi Linglong to breathe a sigh of relief. The young man Without even looking at the furious God King, he walked straight towards Cao Tong, a girl who was as quiet as the girl next door with her hands behind her back, and kissed her away under the surprised look of the girl in the white dress.
The girl's whole body trembled and she silently closed her eyes.
A group of people around had different expressions. Xu Pei held Jiang Taozhi's hand and never let go from the beginning to the end. The fat man Shen Xiuqi also hugged Xu Luo next to him, holding the girl in his arms "Shy and shy" ”. Xu Moshang and Ruyu unconsciously leaned together. The two simple-minded boys and girls smacked their mouths in curiosity, but soon, Ruyu pushed Xu aside. Mo Shang: "Don't think wrongly!" Die Qi stood in the distance. After a long sigh, he said as if talking to himself: "It's really beautiful." Kyuubi
The fox remained calm and reached out to caress the adult Die Qi. He felt some indescribable empathy. He could only comfort the girl as much as possible at this moment. From beginning to end, Jian Wuque squatted on the ground with a grass stem in his mouth and secretly looked at it. Looking at Fuxi and Lao Heigou opposite, they looked unruly, holding back some unknown bad thoughts. Wang Shuai and Hong Li were also squatting not far away, immersed in their own world. The one who could have been there Wang Shuai, who had lived a comfortable life in Chang'an City, kissed the maid who had taken care of him since childhood, and smiled.
A kiss separated the world and stopped time. At that moment, two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of the eyes of the girl in the white dress.
After a long time, the lips parted.
"I'm sorry, I came back late." Xu Qingmu's self-blame, in the still cold April, was like the inexplicable rising sun. At that moment, the depression and pain accumulated in the girl's heart were like ice meeting the spring breeze.
"It's me, I'm anxious. I want to see you."
Xu Qingmu gently held the girl's hand, and stood with Cao Tong facing Qi Linglong: "Aunt Qi, I'm sorry for showing off my affection."
Qi Linglong wanted to have a fit, but the young man's reminder just now made her have no choice but to be angry. Then she turned to look at Fuxi who was squatting on the ground teasing the old black dog, tears welling up in her eyes. Did she deceive herself again? Fuxi seemed to feel the same. When he caught Qi Linglong's gaze, he slowly stood up and walked straight to Qi Linglong's side. Under his tender gaze, which was like a father's love, the old man slowly said: "Stop it, Xiao Qi, you have already lost."
"Haha, have you lost already...hehe, hehehe..."
Qi Linglong looked down at her hands, and sure enough, there were signs of gradual melting on her fingertips.
"Can you tell me when?" Qi Linglong raised her head and looked at Xu Qingmu, who was holding the girl's hand across from her. She knew that it would be extremely unwise to stay in the world at this time.
"Probably, I have known something about it since the Shuirou Secret Realm."
The young man looked at the water-soft sword in his hand, and remembered a sword spirit covering the sword, wearing a green dress, who had made three oaths to the young man, asking him to use the sword to open the sky and ask the sword god for the king's realm. .
At that moment, the dying Empress Shui Rou spoke softly to the young man and outlined the incident.
"Empress, haha."
With a long sigh, Qi Linglong's eyes turned cold, and then her figure gradually faded away: "Xu Qingmu, I'm waiting for you in the God King Realm!"
At the same time as it disappeared, a very small red light instantly merged into the young man's body under the gaze of Fuxi and Emperor Yan, who had no time to stop it. The two looked at each other, and Fuxi even had a sad look on his brow: