Chapter 65: I wish to win the heart of one person, the white head will not be separated
In front of the Immortal Emperor's Palace, Ye Ping'an stopped and was filled with emotion. Uncle Xu came up to him, just like before, with a tired look on his face and said: "Senior... Sir, the Immortal Emperor has been waiting for a long time, please come in!"
Xu Hua wanted to call him Ye Ping'an, but suddenly thought that he was already a famous figure in the three worlds, so he immediately changed his name.
"Uncle Xu, just call me Ping An." Ye Pingan, who had already taken "Dugu Carrying the Sky" as his nickname, said softly and strode towards the imperial palace.
No one is needed to lead the way, Ye Pingan can take in the entire Immortal Dynasty with just one thought. Uncle Xu on the side saw that Ye Pingan was still wearing the same loose and ill-fitting white shirt, and hesitated to speak.
"Uncle Xu, it's okay to speak frankly." Ye Ping'an said, he had a good impression of this Xu Hua. Back then, he was sent to the Guangyin Forest for three days because of saving him. It is said that he almost died in it, and his cultivation level has never reached more than half.
step.
"Alas..." Xu Hua let out a long sigh and said, "Let's wait until you meet the lady before talking."
Changle Palace, the Fairy Queen's dormitory, Ye Pingan walked in.
He saw the woman on the bed at a glance, as if he couldn't believe it. She was an old woman with gray hair and wrinkles on her face. He didn't dare to compare this old woman with the quirky little girl eighty years ago.
Girls bond.
Um?
A purple hairpin stuck in the old woman's hair caught Ye Pingan's attention. He was shocked. This was the purple tassel flower that she threw on the ground. Only the bare branches and one branch and leaf were left. At this time,
It was actually stuck in her white hair.
"Are you... Xiao Zizi?" The old woman's eyes were cloudy. She tried hard to see the person in front of her clearly and spat out a sentence with difficulty.
"It's me...Xian'er!" Hearing the familiar words, Ye Ping'an felt sour in his heart, and couldn't hold back his tears. He quickly walked to the bedside and said, "Xian'er, I will change things for you right now.
Life, rejuvenation!"
"Ping An..." The old, shapeless old woman held Xian Ye Ping An's hand to stop his movements, and said softly: "I owe you this life. I am the Fairy Queen of the Immortal Dynasty and the Eight Wise Kings.
My daughter...I will definitely make it up to you in the next life..."
She slowly closed her eyes, made no more noise, and left with a smile.
There were still a few people in the palace, the former prince and now the Immortal Emperor, who were looking at the eerie black and white and impermanent figures who were seducing their souls and demanding their lives. They did not make a sound and watched quietly.
An almost transparent soul floated out from the woman's body. Ye Pingan did not speak, and Black and White Wuchang did not dare to seduce the woman's soul. The soul was confused and walked outside. Ye Pingan waved his hand and the soul was held in front of him.
, thousands of words, but he could not utter a single word.
"Uncle Xu." Ye Pingan looked at Xu Hua. He didn't understand why Ye Xian'er deposed Daoji and became a mortal. There must be a reason.
Xu Hua glanced at the Immortal Emperor and hesitated. The Immortal Emperor said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."
Xu Hua then took out a tips bag from his arms and handed it to Ye Ping'an, saying: "The young lady deposed herself on the second day of the wedding. She said she was sorry for you, but she couldn't help herself..."
"I went to see her many times, why didn't she see me?" Ye Ping'an asked, holding the kit tightly.
Xu Hua glanced at the Immortal Emperor and fell silent. The Immortal Emperor said, "It doesn't matter if you just tell me. I forgive you."
"The young lady said that she is already an unclean person and is not worthy of you... In fact, every time the young lady hears that you are coming, no matter how busy she is, she will come to see you, and then hide behind the door and cry secretly." Xu Hua said.
"The lady has written down all the thoughts she has had about you for eighty years. She wears it every day and never leaves her body."
The Immortal Emperor's face darkened and he felt a little painful. He was young and ignorant back then and thought that if he liked someone, he would possess her.
Ye Ping'an's soul swept away and saw that this kit was a space magic weapon with a huge space inside. However, he did not explore the contents inside, and he was a little scared.
"I should have let go back then, and Xian'er would have been happy all his life." The Immortal Emperor sighed, feeling a little regretful.
He and Ye Ping'an both really like Ye Xian'er. Since getting married to Ye Xian'er, he has never paid attention to other women and only loves one person.
Before his death, his father Emperor Futian told him to treat her well because he got her from another person who loved her.
"The lady said that she wants to be a mortal and reincarnate so that she can meet you in the next life." Xu Hua's eyes were red. He had watched Ye Xian'er grow up.
Ye Ping'an glanced at the eerie black and white impermanence, and said coldly: "I took her soul away, and told Yan Jun that I will visit her when I have time!"
As he spoke, he took one step forward and was already far away in the horizon. He shrunk down to an inch and his skills were close to the Tao.
Black and White Wuchang saluted the Immortal Emperor, then sank into the ground and disappeared into thin air.
The Immortal Emperor stood for a long time, a little lost. His father and mother were gone, and Xian'er was gone. His soul swept across the entire Immortal Dynasty, and the people's lives were clearly understood. He sighed: "From now on... he will be just a high-ranking Immortal Emperor.
Already."
He glanced at Xu Hua, who understood and left. Then he sat on the edge of the bed, took Ye Xian'er's hand, and gently put it to his mouth.
A young man and an old woman.
Ye Ping'an left the Immortal Dynasty, crossed thousands of miles in one step, and came to the Mulun Peak of the Heart Demon Sect. He spent a lot of effort to put Ye Xian'er's soul into the little crow.
Later, he created the way of avatar and sat in the devil's abyss for 1,500 years.
…
Dugu Gantian recovered his mind from the distant memories and gently stroked the little crow's head. After an unknown amount of time, he bit his teeth and a soft light covered the little crow.
The light dissipated and there was no trace of the little crow. He took out a brocade bag that Xu Hua gave to him fifteen hundred years ago. Inside was what Ye Xian'er wanted to say to him eighty years ago.
In the past fifteen hundred years, he has never dared to open it and look at it, but kept it close to him carefully, even though he knew that no disaster in the world could damage it.
Opening the brocade bag, he took out a piece of red silk with a few small characters embroidered on it: white, first, not, separate, separate.
Dugu Gantian took out an identical piece of red silk from his arms, embroidered with the words: Wish to win the heart of one person. It was exactly what he took off when he climbed Lingshan Mountain to pick purple tassel flowers.
"hehe?"
Dugu Gantian laughed at himself and sat down at the stone table, feeling a little lonely and alone in the morning sun.
The door opened with a creak, and Bai Ye walked out. Dugu Qiantian said: "If there is an immortal dynasty that commits an unforgivable sin, please show mercy."
He sighed again and again, sighing more in one day than in the previous fifteen hundred years of sitting.
"Senior, can I ask a question?" Bai Ye went back to the room and took out a pot of tea and two cups, sat down at the table, poured a cup first and pushed it in front of Dugu Gantian.
Just like that day when Dugu carried the sky and poured tea to an ordinary old man.
"My Dantian is only three feet, should I insist on practicing Taoism?" Bai Ye said.
Bai Ye had already made a choice in his heart, but he was a little complacent. His qualifications were too poor, and although being imprisoned in a coffin was a disaster, he didn't dare to use it more, so he had nothing to rely on.