female fairy Yan Qingqiu

From Chapter 86 ([-])

"Hey, so as long as a temple is built in the mortal world and a golden body is molded, there will be gods who will assign and accept positions."

Chi Yun Immortal Palm knocked Yan Qingqiu on the head, and said a little angrily: "What stupid things are you talking about? The statue maker needs to have an immortal in his heart. If there is no such immortal in the heavens, then the temple is just a demon temple, and it cannot escape being wiped out. destiny."

Yan Qingqiu felt the pain from the violent knuckles, and said in astonishment: "So that's the case. When I was young, I naively thought that if I built a temple, there would be gods to fulfill my wishes."

Chi Yun smirked: "You are now a fifth-class and nine-colored fairy. If you don't know this basic knowledge, you will only lose face to our Kunlun Palace if you go out."

Yan Qingqiu stuck out his tongue playfully and asked again: "Then when your temple was destroyed, did you punish the perpetrators from the lower world?"

Chi Yun shook his head: "There is no originator of the beliefs that perish in the torrent of the times. If you really want to talk about it, the only time is wrong."

After hearing Chi Yun's words, Yan Qingqiu felt strange: "Then why is His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven angry at me for destroying my temple by mortals, allowing me to punish me in the lower realms?"

Hearing what she said, Chi Yun also became confused. She didn't listen to the entire exchange between Yan Qingqiu and Taibai Jinxing. After thinking for a while, she thought of an answer and said, "We gods are not small-minded people. Everyone doesn't care.

Your Majesty may be angry because you are not at fault, neither because of the historical situation nor because of your reasons, it can only be caused by one person's selfish desires, so you are angry, so you are specially allowed to punish you in the lower realm. "

Speaking of this, there was a hint of inquiry in his eyes and he asked: "But in a hundred years, you have fossilized and nourished Zhoudao, what can happen with that person?"

At this point in Chi Yun's words, Yan Qingqiu could still hear who that person was. During the conversation, the two came to the lake pavilion, and sat in the pavilion in no hurry to go home, listening to Yan Qingqiu's story about the century-old relationship between the separation of the spirit...

The story ends at the end. As the narrator and experiencer of the story, Yan Qingqiu didn't have much emotional ups and downs. She has already seen through the joys and sorrows in the mortal world, let alone the unbearable love.

That tragic story of two lifetimes made Chi Yun's eyes slightly filled with sadness, and it took a long time to break away from it, suppressing the brilliance in his eyes, and looking at Yan Qingqiu with distress.

"I never imagined that in such a time, you would have to go through all these ups and downs...

It's just that I don't understand why two people who are clearly in love should hurt each other, if they love each other, why should they torture each other, and if they don't love each other, why bother to chase after two lifetimes. "

Faced with Chi Yun's repeated questions, Yan Qingqiu didn't know how to answer for a while. Although Chi Yun was [-] years old, he had never experienced love and love, and he knew nothing about it.

But every time I hear other people's emotions, I am always deeply touched.

If you tell Chang Ping about these things, you will probably get an angry sentence from her: "Go to hell!"

She also thought for a long time before giving a sentence: "Because I love so much, I can't find a way to love more, so I start torturing each other, but no matter what they do, they can't feel more love..."

"I don't see no logic"

Yan Qingqiu pulled Chi Yun's drooping hair behind his ears and said, "Love has no logic."

Chi Yun smiled bitterly, wiped away the teardrops in his eyes and said, "I'm letting you preach, did your spirit really love him?"

Yan Qingqiu shook his head, she didn't know either, but she couldn't deny that when the memory of the split spirit merged into the main body, she shed a tear for that man.

"Well, I'm a little sad to hear your story about the separation of spirits today, and you should go down to earth to end this matter as soon as possible, so I'll go back to Changli Palace first."

The two parted at the lake pavilion, Yan Qingqiu did not leave, stayed in the pavilion and looked at the calm water in the lake, his heart was also relieved, and he watched the night fall and the lake poured down the river of stars.

After playing with the token in his hand for a long time, he made up his mind and got up to leave.

Mortal Southern Continent

In the underground dark room of the royal palace bedroom, stood a majestic statue of a god. The misty smoke filled the dark room, surrounded by smoke, and saw a man sitting cross-legged in front of the statue, mumbling something.

The man's complexion was slightly dark, without the slightest sense of elegance and delicacy, and he seemed to have a sense of vicissitudes of life.

The eye bubbles are slightly swollen, there is a faint shadow under the slightly drooping eyelashes, and the cheekbones are also a bit high and abrupt, making the whole face even more bony.Especially those hands—the hands with dull complexion, dry and emaciated, like almost withered branches, which is unbearable.

The broken incense head moved with the man's violent cough, and the blood stains spilled from the white handkerchief represented the damage to the man's body.

He was clearly in his prime, but his body was rotten like dead branches and leaves. Looking at the blood he was coughing up, the man smiled self-deprecatingly: "Wen Wen, I've done this for you, cough, cough...it really hurts." ah…"

Eyebrows twitched, clutching his chest and panting violently, coughing more and more frequently, as if his organs would cough up from it in the next second.

At the right time, the man smelled a thick strand of sandalwood, which was different from the smell of incense burning in the censer, and that smell was even more refreshing.

"Why do idiots torture themselves so much?"

The melodious female voice reached his ears, and with all his strength, he turned to the back and saw the face that made him think about it day and night.

Tears dripped down on the kneeling mat, he opened his mouth tremblingly, everything was so unbelievable.

"Wen Wen, you are finally here, all these years..."

Yan Qingqiu didn't wait for him to continue, and interrupted in a cold tone: "Shut up, I'm not Wen Wen, I'm the Kunlun Palace Nine-Colored Brilliant Immortal.

The Liu Wenwen you are talking about is just my experience of becoming a mortal in the first life of the spirit. Now that I have returned to my place, Liu Wenwen has long since disappeared in the world. "

The man was not as Yan Qingqiu thought, crazy, questioning, unbelievable, doubting life.

After she broke through everything and destroyed the last illusion, she just showed a sour smile and listened to Yan Qingqiu's words quietly.

As expected: "I know that you are her and not her, and I also know that there is no Liu Wenwen in this world, but I just want to see her for the last time..."

The man's affectionate words did not move Yan Qingqiu, but the memory brought by the spirit separation made her very clear about what the man did back then

"I heard from the national teacher that as long as the statues and temples are smashed, the gods will punish you. He didn't lie to me. I finally see you again!"

Seeing the smile on the man's face, Yan Qingqiu instinctively felt very disgusted, and said with a sneer: "You don't have to pretend to be affectionate and pitiful in front of me, I don't know what you did to Liu Wenwen.

What is your purpose this time?See if I will remember my old love and take you to immortality?Or lower the blessing to bless the territory forever?Sorry I can't help you. "

Seeing that Yan Qingqiu misunderstood him deeply, the man quickly explained: "Shangxian misunderstood me, I really did this just to see you again, cough cough...Wen Wen had to do this as a last resort, cough! cough! cough!

A piece of sincerity without deceit. "

As soon as the words fell, another mouthful of blood spewed out and dyed the floor tiles red.

"Next, should you swear? Rebellious siblings? Rebellious sons and daughters? Ten thousand arrows piercing the heart?"

Yan Qingqiu was already familiar with the routine of the man in front of him. To say that he had split his soul was too naive. In the first life, he was fooled by his rhetoric so casually that his family was ruined.

Twenty years later in the second life, with the same face, he met him again who led the army and returned to the court. He imprisoned the second life in the palace and killed the person in his heart in front of her. Friends and parents could not escape the death package.

It wasn't until he escaped into the source point forest that he returned to the main body again.

"I know what I say now, you won't believe it, but it's not important, to see you for the last time in this life, Gu Nanning's death is enough!"

As he spoke, he closed his eyes and bowed in repentance, his forehead hit hard on the stone bricks for a long time.

Yan Qingqiu looked indifferent, caressing the Luo Jing bracelet on Hao's wrist with strands of broken hair, quietly looking at the man who bent over and knelt down.

　Some people want to read this chapter, and then they can write it as a side story, telling the story of these two people
　　
　
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